Re: Remus/Sirius
Remus huffed softly and brushed his bangs out of his face where they'd fallen while he was talking to Sirius. "Not in so many words, but that was the general gist. It seems to have been his style. Keep all the information to himself and bank on his reputation as the most powerful wizard to convince people to go his way. He was afraid if I said anything, you lot wouldn't be able to pretend I was drifting away after my parents' death at the hands of wizards. That was the cover story I was using. How I was supposed to convince anyone to join us when we were offering literally nothing in the way of help, I have no idea."
Sighing, he leaned back on his hands, head cocked to one side. "Is it weird that he's not old or weird that you find him hot?" he teased. "And, we are talking, like Bowie level hot? Or Susannah McClaggen seventh year, hot? Because, honestly, sometimes I have to wonder about your taste, Pads." Dumbledore being younger was the one thing Remus liked about having him there. Since he was younger, Remus could treat him like a different Dumbledore who hadn't done any of those things and they could work together.