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Remus, you're the dream-us. Marry me please so that our life is a breeze. I know you are in love and that you just need a shove. See you soon, my moon.
~
Teddy Lupin usually hated having to wait around for his dad to finish up. Sitting in his father’s history became boring after the first afternoon. Today, however, Teddy was rather pleased with the setup. He had people to see and things to do.
“Hey, Mr Potter?”
“Teddy, what's up?”
“Can I come in?” Teddy asked, leaning half away around the teacher’s door. He waved Teddy in. “You’re friends with Mr Black, right?” He asked as he sat down on the desk opposite the teacher’s desk.
Mr Potter leant back in his chair, “I am. What’s this about?”
“He’s totally got a crush on my dad, right?”
Instantly Mr Potter was gone and Teddy was looking at James. The man who came over to the Lupins’ house and taught Teddy how to play poker with jelly beans while his dad was busy. He wasn’t Teddy’s biology teacher - he was a good family friend. The grin on his face answered Teddy’s question. “He absolutely does. It’s borderline embarrassing.”
“Well, with how embarrassing you and Lily are, that's saying something.”
“I’ll give you detention, watch it.”
“No you won’t,” Teddy replied with a self-satisfied grin. James rolled his eyes. “Does Mr Black actually like my dad or is he just messing around?”
“I think he actually likes him.”
Teddy started swinging his legs, frowning slightly, “I don’t think my dad believes that he does.”
“What do you mean?”
“The flowers and love notes on his whiteboard are hard to miss, but I think my dad thinks that Sirius is taking the piss. Not that he’s for real.”
“Sirius has never been good at saying what he thought in a normal manner,” James replied absently. The door opened again, and Lily stepped in. She raised her eyebrows at Teddy but didn’t say anything, simply moved to sit next to him on the desk. “I’d say that Remus declining his attempts just makes it more of a challenge for him. He probably likes it.”
“Guess it runs in the family then,” Lily teased.
Teddy looked at Lily, the best history teacher he’d ever had, “do you think Sirius actually fancies my dad?”
“Totally.”
“Cool."
See, Teddy didn’t know Mr Black as well as the other teachers at the secondary school. He’d only come at the beginning of the school year after teaching maths abroad for the past five years. What Teddy did know about Mr Black was the following: had a motorbike (and never shut up about it); loved his godson (who had taken over from Teddy as the Potter’s babysitter); has taught in six different countries; is actually a really good teacher; likes rock music; funny; scarily good at maths; openly gay and; was into his dad. All in all, Teddy didn’t mind the idea of his dad going out with Mr Black all that much.
“There you are, what are you doing annoying the Potters?”
“He’s not annoying,” Lily nudged Teddy as Remus walked into the classroom. “Are you two off then?"
“Yeah. Gotta go to the supermarket before we head home.”
James waved his hand, “come over to ours for dinner. It’s been too long.”
“I don’t want to -”
“Hush,” Lily interrupted. Clearly knowing the next words about to be said - ‘be a burden.'
Remus looked at Teddy who nodded. He had biology and English homework to do that night and if he got James drunk enough he would usually just tell Remus the answers and Remus usually let him sneak a peek at the answer schedule if they stayed late. Plus it had been ages since he’d seen Harry who, at ten, was becoming one of Teddy’s actual friends, now that he was a person and stuff. Perhaps if he got Mr Black to date Remus then Teddy would be the babysitter again. He missed watching movies with the kid. Remus shrugged, “if you insist.”
“Great! I’ll let Sirius know.”
“Wait-”
“Too late!” James interrupted. “You already said you were coming.”
Even better.
~
The Potters’ house was Teddy’s favourite. Not just because both of them were really good bakers and always had some fancy dessert, but because of the TV they’d gotten a few years back. Plus the gaming system they’d gotten Harry that Teddy was allowed to use whenever he wanted. The Potters and the Potters’ house was awesome. (He was, of course, partial to his own house that he and his father shared and his father but he was far too cool to admit that, thank you.)
That’s where he was when Mr Black arrived that night, sitting in the front room and playing with Harry. They’d only been there for twenty-odd minutes, but Teddy had wasted no time when it came to the TV and Harry. He came straight into their room, flinging himself onto the armchair. Harry was clearly thrilled to see his godfather and Remus wasn’t too upset. Mr Black looked pretty happy with it all as well.
“Beat my high score, Teddy, and I’ll get you ice cream. Same promise I made to Harry.”
“I will beat you.”
Teddy shrugged, “I don’t know, Harry. The high score is pretty good.”
“Don’t I know it,” Mr Black replied easily.
“But I’m pretty good as well.” Teddy pressed pause, Harry grunting in annoyance. “Go and get us some drinks, your mum said you could have a glass of coke.” Harry was gone before Teddy was truly finished.
“Why’d you kick him out?”
Teddy turned to face the man. He raised his eyebrows at Teddy’s grin. “You fancy my dad.”
“What gave it away?”
“The note that we walked into today. Something along the lines of ‘I love you, Remus, love Sirius’.”
“Some of my finer work, don’t you think?.”
“So you do fancy him,” Teddy said again. Mr Black nodded. “Great.”
Mr Black looked rather surprised, “I thought I’d have to win you over as well. At least, I don’t think there was any sarcasm in that ‘great’ was there?"
“There was not. I think it’s awesome. My dad hasn’t dated anyone, in like, forever. That’s probably why he just rubs out your notes every morning. He’s jaded.”
“Should you be talking about your dad like that?”
“No.”
“Fair enough. So how do I win him over then? Seeing as I have your approval. Very quickly.”
“Chocolate and poetry. You won me over because you own a motorbike and I want one and also because I’m collecting the teachers.”
There was a pause. “Sorry. Collecting us? I can take you for a ride on the bike whenever you want, by the way.”
“Fuck yeah. I’m holding you to that,” Teddy promised and Mr Black nodded. “I figure that if I have all of the teachers as my family I won’t have homework. It works with the Potters and my dad.”
“That,” Mr Black replied after a moment, “is genius.”
“Thanks. And, to be honest, I want my dad to be happy and I think it’s time he got a man in his life that wasn’t related to him. You seem to fit that description.” Mr Black’s dopey smile was kind of embarrassing. Teddy didn’t say anything about it. “Hey, if I give you some tips on how to win my dad over, can you do my maths homework for me? I’m gonna get James to do my bio later.”
“If I say no?”
Teddy grinned, “I tell my dad that I don’t like you.”
“You drive a hard bargain, kid.”
“That I do, Mr Black.”
“Please, if I’m going to woo your dad you should call me Sirius.”
“Great. Sirius, my homework shouldn’t be too hard. Hey! You should see if James will compete with you to see who can finish their own homework faster.”
Sirius looked at him with what Teddy could only describe as fondness and awe. “He totally will.”
And that was how Teddy Lupin got two perfect 100%s and (hopefully) a new boyfriend for his dad.
~
“ Roses are red, violets are blue, I’m cute and you are too. ” Remus paused, sighed and then said: “That’s the worst poem I have ever heard in my life and I teach poetry to eleven year olds.” The class tittered at that, some muttering to their friends. Remus turned back around and smiled at his students. Teddy was trying very hard not to laugh. “Speaking of teaching, why don’t we spend the warm-up section discussing why this poem is so terrible.”
Teddy grabbed his notebook and pen. “I’ll take notes and give them to Mr Black!” The class laughed again. Everyone loved the ongoing love confessions. Remus rolled his eyes but nodded that he could. This was good - he could take these notes to Sirius and they could discuss the next phase of the plan. He was sure that Sirius could take the feedback with humour. He seemed the kind too.
“What’s this?” Sirius asked that afternoon, now holding the notes from Teddy’s English lesson that morning. The school was empty and Teddy had snuck out under the guise that he was going to call one of his friends. Remus had hardly responded when he was told. He opened the paper, read the first line and then started laughing. “I was told that you discussed the poem. What does he mean? Blue and too totally rhyme.”
“I don’t know, something about metres or whatever. I, however, consider the mission a success because he had that stupid little smile on all class. You both had it, actually. That’ll have to stop if you move in.”
Sirius didn’t seem to register the second part. “Smile?”
“Yeah. When he thinks about you he gets all dopey and shit. Kinda gross, my girl friends think it's cute. And so does Ryan, but Ryan is a hopeless romantic and watches so many rom-coms so I don’t know if we can trust him.”
“He is a romantic,” Sirius nodded. “I’m glad I make your dad smile.”
Teddy made a face, “maybe he was just laughing at your piss poor poetry.”
"Let's hear yours then, kid."
"What's your next one?"
Sirius pulled out a folded note from his pocket, opened it, coughed and began in a dramatic tone. "How do I love you? Let me count the ways. I love your moot eyelashes, eyes and style. Thinking of your glaring eyes fills my days. My love for you is the staring text file."
"That's awful."
“You’re on school grounds, don't be rude or I’ll -”
“No you won’t,” Teddy replied knowingly. There was a knock on the open door as Sirius shrugged in agreement. Remus was standing in the doorway looking both confused and a little annoyed. He had the look on his face often, especially around Teddy. “Hey, dad.”
“What are you doing here?”
“He was just giving me the feedback from my poem-” Sirius answered as he slipped both his poem and the feedback into his pocket. Remus sighed and shook his head slowly. “I still don’t know what a metre is but I think the feedback ‘poetry should never be written from a maths teacher’ is a semi-fair assessment.”
Remus huffed - clearly trying not to grin. “And I hope that you’ll accept that feedback and stop writing me poetry?”
“No. No, I don’t plan on doing that at all.”
“Of course not. How could I ever believe you’d have the decency and common sense to leave poetry alone? Come on, Teds, let’s leave the man to his soulless numbers,” Remus motioned for him to leave. Teddy did as he was told, waving at Sirius as he followed his dad out of the room. Sirius’ grin was practically blinding as the two Lupins left the classroom. It was sweet. Remus looked down at his son, “and what was that all about?”
“Just helping out the pursuit of love.”
“Help it out too much and you might find yourself in the pursuit of getting your phone and the TV back.”
Teddy threw his head back dramatically. “So now I have to choose between my phone and a new step-dad? That’s so unfair!”
“New step-what? Jesus, Teddy. What are you talking about?” He shook his head before mumbling. “New step-dad. Ridiculous.”
In the classroom beside them, both Potters started laughing
~
“Teddy?”
“Yes, dad?"
“Why is there a motorbike parked outside our house?”
There were many ways that Teddy could answer. However he probably only had about twenty seconds to answer and James was already laughing from the other room. The truth seemed to be the way to go this time. “I told Sirius where we lived and also that the Potters were coming over and also that he was invited.”
“I hate you.”
“Just like mum then.”
Teddy ducked the weak attempt at a hit with a laugh just as the doorbell rang. James opened it, sighing in clear annoyance and stepping away quickly to head back to the living room, Sirius followed him in. “Fuck, Prongs, didn’t realise you hated me that much.”
“Thought you were Lily,” James answered as the father and son pair walked into the living room where both men were now relaxing on the sofa. “And she’s bringing dinner. You come empty-handed.” Sirius pulled out a box of chocolates. James rolled his eyes and amended his statement, “you come empty-handed for me.”
“He’s in my house.” Remus eyed Sirius distrustfully as he and Teddy sat down with them.
“Hi, Remus, how are you?”
“And I’m what?” Teddy grumbled.
Sirius just laughed, not turning his gaze from Remus. “I brought you this, both because I am courting you and because I am a guest in your house.”
“An unwelcome one,” Teddy added helpfully. Sirius finally turned only to mock-glare at him. It was then that Teddy realised his father hadn’t taken his eyes off their guest. Strange behaviour for a man who he claimed to hate, Teddy thought silently. Sirius didn’t seem to see it, but one look at James told Teddy that he knew exactly what was going on there. When they made eye contact both had to turn to stop themselves from laughing at the other men.
“I never said I was allowing you to court me.”
“Got Teddy’s permission.”
“That’s not how that works.”
Sirius shrugged, “shame that the history teacher isn’t here then. I bet Lily would know. Oh well, let’s talk about our marriage. I think Sirius Lupin has a great ring to it.”
“Say that again and I’m kicking you out of the house. Only warning.”
If Remus wanted to upset or annoy Sirius it didn’t work because the only reaction he had was to smile even wider. Clearly, he was enjoying the interaction even if it was somewhat negative. Or at least seemed to be negative, because that gross twinkle of happiness was in Remus’ eyes just as much as Sirius’. It was then that Teddy realised just how gross the relationship could actually be. Eh, Teddy thought, Sirius seemed worth it. His dad certainly was.
~
Phase two started rather quickly. Unfortunately, Teddy wasn’t there to see it but he heard plenty about it. During registration, a rather large bouquet of chocolate flowers was delivered to Remus’ classroom along with a note. For Remus, arguing that the note was bad was easy - arguing that the chocolate flowers were bad was a lot harder. They were really nice chocolates and Teddy made sure to let everyone know after he nicked one from his dad. The note was pretty bad though.
Teddy was lucky enough to have English first that day and was one of the first to hear the poem out loud to his father.
“ Remus Lupin is ,” pause, “ really cool. I like him so ,” pause, “ much. Yeah. Go Remus .”
The entire class burst out laughing and by the end of the first hour, everyone was reciting the poem to each other. Sirius seemed to find it hilarious and when Teddy ended up in his class during the last period he’d set up a corner of the whiteboard for ‘poetry suggestions’. Their plan was working great. At least Teddy thought so.
Sirius, apparently, thought so as well. “Do you reckon we move onto phase three?”
Teddy shrugged. It was just the two of them in the classroom now. Teddy hung back after the last bell had gone. Remus would search for him in one of the teacher’s rooms when he was ready to go home. “Maybe wait a little bit. Let it settle before moving on. Maybe some more poems?”
“I think more poems is a good idea. My firsties helped me sketch out some first drafts. One of them suggested a sonnet and I don’t know what that is to be completely honest.”
“Did you fail high school english?”
“You’re extremely rude to your soon-to-be-dad.”
“I’m rude to my right-now-biological dad as well.”
“Touche. I didn’t fail, I just forgot everything the moment I left. Because English is for losers.”
“You’re english. Anyway, I think a sonnet is just one of the rhyming poems. I can ask my dad for some hints.”
Sirius rolled his eyes, “you can’t ask the guy you're writing the sonnets for help you write them, have you even wooed anyone before?”
“I’m fourteen.”
“Plenty old enough to start wooing.”
“Awfully rude to your soon-to-be son, aren’t you? I could leave you alone to try and win my dad over all by yourself and then you’d fail and dad and I would have a good laugh over it.”
“Alright. Jeez, kid, I get it.” There was a pause and then both of them started laughing. It was nice, Teddy thought, Sirius was a decent bloke and they got along well. Sirius finished with a chuckle and then grabbed his laptop, “right, Teds. Let's write a sonnet.”
~
Every second Thursday the Lupins go and get dinner at their local curry place. They’d started the tradition the very first week Remus had Teddy - when he was two weeks off being one and his mother had turned up, told Remus 'remember me? We slept together that one time! Anyway, surprise, you have a kid’ and that she no longer wanted him. Overwhelmed, understandably of course, Remus had gotten curry instead of cooking. Two weeks later they went for Teddy’s first birthday. Two weeks after it became their thing and was still their thing thirteen years later.
“-So that’s when I told Davy that I don’t care if he has a girlfriend so long as he still hangs out with me. But Chris told him that getting a girlfriend was betraying us so they’re not talking anymore which is so annoying.”
“Chris was always a little dramatic.”
“I know.”
“Is this why you three weren’t sitting together in class?” Remus asked, Teddy nodded and shoved some more curry into his mouth. His father frowned at the action but didn’t say anything. “I’m sure that it’ll blow over soon enough. And if not I could also pair the two of them up, make them work it out.”
This side of Remus was Teddy’s favourite - the fun, mischievous man who planned with Teddy and enjoyed messing with his students just as much as his son. “That’d work. Maybe on that Shakespear project? I wanted to be paired with Amy anyway, she’s so good at it. Are you still going to the Potters’ this weekend?”
“I believe so, I think the Longbottoms, Peter and Sirius are going as well. Maybe Marlene and Mary but they’re also incredibly flakey so who knows,” the pair laughed at that. The two Ms were not so good at sticking with plans - much preferring to go where the day takes them. “I can pair you with Amy and Lucy, they’ve already asked to be paired but we have an odd number.”
“Do that. You said that Sirius is going, huh?”
“Can we not talk about that? Let’s talk about your love life instead.”
“Non-existent. Sirius is quite a catch.”
“Didn’t you have a crush on that older girl, what was her name? Victoria?”
Teddy frowned as he went bright red, “Victoire. But that doesn’t matter. Sirius and I-”
“Why doesn’t it matter, huh?” Remus teased. Teddy glared at him and ate more food, giving himself a reason to stop talking. “I think it does matter, and I think it matters a lot.”
“We’ve been talking a bit,” Teddy finally muttered.
“A bit? Sounds exciting.”
“Shut up,” Teddy replied, still bright red. Curse his father’s stupid pale complexion.
“Victoire Lupin, huh?”
“Shut up!” Teddy rubbed his hands over his face. Remus laughed, clearly enjoying tormenting his son. “You’re the worst!”
Remus just laughed again. “And here I was, thinking that you love me.”
“It’s because I love you that I tell you how much you suck.”
“Fair. So, did anything else happen this week that you want to share?”
“Not really. I do want to hear more about that couple's drama in the first years, though, that was funny.”
As Remus started detailing the romantic affairs and the drama surrounding said romance of a bunch of twelve-year-olds, Teddy couldn’t help but grin. Not only at the stories that came from that year group but because he was pretty damn lucky with his dad. And yeah, he thought that Sirius would be a good fit for them - he wouldn’t help if he didn’t - he was pleased with what he had. If it ended up just being the two of them then Teddy couldn’t complain - not when it was Remus. His dad was pretty cool.
“-which is why I split them up in my class. Far too loud. Though I heard that they’re sitting together in Sirius’ class, I believe he encourages drama and bad behaviour.”
“Talking about me, darling?” A voice interrupted. Both Lupins turned in shock, walking towards them was the man himself. He grinned at both of them and sat at an empty chair, stashing a take-out number in the pocket of his worn leather jacket. On the street was the motorbike he often rode to school on. Maybe Sirius was slightly cooler than his dad.
“Are you stalking me?” Remus asked shortly. Teddy knew his dad’s annoyed voice (he was on the receiving end of it often) and that was not it. “Because that’s illegal and immoral and annoying.”
“And if I am? It’s only because you deprive me of your face when we’re not at school.”
“Please leave.”
“I’m picking up dinner for the Potters and myself. I promise I had no idea that you’d be here, although I can’t say I’m displeased with it.”
The two of them went back and forward a few more times. Remus fires off insults and jabs with a very fond expression on his face and Sirius replying with equally ridiculous declarations of love. It was actually kind of gross and Teddy wasn’t all too pleased to be watching his dad flirt. Having a boyfriend, that was good. But this part was not supposed to be for his eyes and yet here they were.
Eventually, Sirius’ number was called and he had to go. He waved back at them as he left the shop, blowing a kiss in Remus’ direction as he went.
“You have a crush on him."
“I am not fourteen, I do not have a crush.”
“Fine. You’re in love then.”
Remus gestured at Teddy’s half-eaten meal. “Eat your dinner.”
“These are my dads,” Teddy mumbled under his breath, “Sirius and Remus Lupin.”
The small and badly hidden smile on his dad’s face was fairly incriminating.
~
Teddy and Harry were more like brothers than anything else. Too far apart in age to be considered friends and too close to be considered anything less than. Which led them to the honorary title of brother. Neither boy disliked this title, of course. They loved each other the way they loved the other’s parents. Family. Both were only children - with Remus being single since forever and through no shortage of trying on the Potters’ side they’d ended up alone in their respective houses. This made weekly (well, most weeks) dinner widely better.
And, Teddy had found, Sirius being there made it even more entertaining.
“Why are you trying to get your dad to go out with him?” Harry asked quietly. The two of them were hiding around a small bush in the garden - watching Remus and Sirius talk by themselves. Teddy had dragged Harry over as soon as he saw what was going on. “He looks like he’s about to kill him.”
“True love makes you feel like committing murder. That’s what Lily told me.”
“I guess she threatens to kill my dad a lot. He doesn’t take it seriously though.”
“It’s because she’s joking and James knows that she finds him funny.”
Harry shrugged, agreeing that was probably the explanation. Across from them, Sirius was grinning as Remus rolled his eyes. Sirius continued talking, “Speaking of kids, I’m taking Harry to the zoo next weekend. He fucking loves the snakes, even though they’re fucking awful creatures. I keep trying to curb that particular interest but Lily won’t let me. Slimy bastards. The snakes, not Lily. She’s fine. Anyway, you and Teddy are welcome to come.”
“You take Harry out a lot, don’t you?”
“I love the kid. Being away from him was probably worse than James, I felt like I was missing his childhood. So now I’m back I’ve got to continually one up his parents so he likes me more. Simple maths."
Harry grinned at Teddy. “I do like him more. Don’t tell.”
“I’ll see if Teddy wants to go. He’s at that age now,” Remus rolled his eyes again (much more fondly, Teddy pointed out in his head) as Sirius sighed wistfully. “I can’t imagine you at fourteen.”
“I think if you did it would ruin all chances of a date.”
“Seeing as you have no chance I don’t see the harm in telling me about it.”
Sirius laughed again, “I have a chance. I’ll make an honest man out of you yet. I pierced my ear at the dinner table with a piece of metal I found on the floor. My mother screamed so loudly, it was awesome.”
“I-sure. Sure. Please don’t tell Teddy how you did it.”
“I’m gonna find out how to do it,” Teddy muttered to himself. Harry giggled beside him.
“So-” Remus’ voice drew Teddy out of the fantasy of a pierced ear. “If I were to let you take me on a date, as you’ve so asked a few dozen times now, what would we do?”
“He is so obvious!” Teddy whisper-shouted.
Sirius hadn’t stopped grinning since Teddy had arrived at the bush - but as Remus spoke the light behind the grin shifted. “The planetarium. So I could show you the wonders of maths.”
“The interesting part of the planetarium are the stories behind the stars. That’s the wonder of english.”
“The best part of the night sky,” Sirius counted with the sappiest smile on his face, “are our namesakes. The moon and the stars are never apart, you know. Even when we can’t see the stars they’re always there, right by the moon.”
“Can’t have one without the other, I suppose.”
“The moon and the star,” Sirius agreed. “And Teddy.”
Remus’ loud laughter gave the two kids the perfect opportunity to sneak away. Lily had just brought out some brownies. And while his dad’s relationship with Sirius was super important, James always took all the corner pieces before Teddy could get to them so he really had to go. Anyway, his dad and Sirius (hopefully his new dad) could be kinda gross without for a little bit.
~
Teddy, Harry and Sirius were at the zoo. Somehow Remus had managed to get out of it while still getting Teddy to go. Not that he was complaining. Zoo food was expensive but Sirius had some ancient family money which meant he bought everyone a whole meal deal each. Teddy didn’t know or care about the whole French heir thing, what he cared about was the fact that Sirius Black’s favourite ice cream was vanilla.
“But it’s so plain and you’re so-” Teddy waved at the heavily decorated leather jacket, earring and ‘save the oceans’ tote bag that had scribbled on maths problems across it. Teddy nodded in agreement but was too focused on his ice cream to input.
“My future son, let this be the first piece of wisdom I impart on you. If everything is always everything then nothing is ever anything. Also, chocolate ice cream is gross.”
“That’s terrible advice and don’t say that to my dad he’ll leave you before we can even get him to smile directly at you.”
Sirius hummed, “understood.”
“Snakes?”
“Hush Harry, Teddy and I are having a moment.”
Teddy laughed, “you’ll give him a complex and he’ll grow to resent me.”
“That’s not my problem. My issue right now is getting your dad to marry me.”
“I have a plan.”
Both Sirius and Teddy looked at Harry. The three of them acting slightly ridiculously and definitely over the top. Sirius nodded. “Go on.”
~
Although Teddy’s school had a school-wide intercom system, it was hardly ever used. This was, of course, perfect for Sirius and Teddy. Before they could move onto phase three they had one more poem to share. And writing it on the board or sending it on a note was far too boring now. Which is why Teddy found himself handing a note to his resignation teacher that excused him from the twenty-minute period and was signed by one Mr Black.
“I’ve only been in here when I’m in trouble.”
“I’d hope my son was a troublemaker,” Sirius replied with a nod. “James and I are making sure Harry is as well. It’s our legacy.”
“We’re both about to be in trouble with me dad,” Teddy answered, ignoring just how nice it felt to be referred to as Sirius’ son so easily.
Sirius nodded but didn’t seem to care at all. “He’s going to be pretty angry. It’s going to be great. Hopefully, he sees how much effort and care we put into this.” With a slight grimace, Teddy looked down at the paper in his hands. He’d never received more than a ‘good try’ on his poetry before and he was pretty sure that, based on the poems, Sirius had actually failed high school English. Before he could worry anymore, Sirius flipped a switch by the microphone.
“Good morning, Hogwarts. This is Mr Black coming at you with a message for, you all guessed it, Mr Lupin. My love, my light, the moon to my star.”
Teddy handed him the paper.
“Tis a simple poem from a simple man that I wrote with the help of Teddy, one that I hold dear to my heart, just like Mr Lupin.” Sirius cleared his throat before starting to read.
“My ideal man, you inspire me to write.
I really love the way you read, smile and glare,
In my mind both day and through the night,
Always dreaming about your derriere.
How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your cute hair, eyes and books.
Thinking of your stupid jumpers fills my days.
My love for you started with just one looks.
I must say that I also like your son,
You and he are a family I want to be in,
He’s a pretty cool dude and we have fun,
I hope this poem makes you grin.
Now I must leave with a longing heart,
Remember my great words while we're apart.”
~
“Tell him that I’ll go on a date with him if he stops writing poetry.”