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PostPosted: Thu Nov 18, 2021 3:45 pm 

This body is a vessel for my mayhem and as long as I can perform bafoonery it doesn’t matter if this stomach is flat or not

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Draco nodded softly at that, glad to hear that Sirius had had a support network, even if he had been thrown out of home. It made a lot more sense to Draco that Sirius would have come out as well as he had with him having had support.
“That’s very kind of him,” Draco stated in relation to Sirius’ uncle having paid for his tuition. It was nice to have that kind of support as well and Draco was just glad to know that Sirius hadn’t been entirely on his own, even if it that was always what Draco had been told.
“So you and Remus really were love at first sight?” Draco asked with a crooked grin.

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Sirius ducked his head to one side at the change of subject; the way a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth showed an ounce of truth, certain others would give a more definite answer than Sirius was willing to commit to.
“We went to boarding school together - we’ve been friends since we were 11,” he said, finding that context easier to commit to. “But I don’t know if I’d go as far as to call that love.”


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PostPosted: Sat Nov 20, 2021 4:36 pm 

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Even if Sirius seemed to disagree, Draco felt fairly certain that he had gotten it right. He had seen the two men around one another, and he couldn’t help but envy how they seemed to merely be extensions of one another, both full human beings, but somehow more when the other was around. It made Draco hopeful that he would be able to live a better life some day.
“I know I would,” Draco stated before he took a sip from his tea.

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Even despite having housed several fosters throughout the years, many of which were considerably younger than Draco, it had been years since Sirius was last woken by a knock to their bedroom door. More often than not, children came from families where attention was conditional, often finding that their fosters would rather wait until they were up to ask for help.
Regardless of any immediate disorientation, Sirius was up quick, the dull reflexes of a father still deep in his bones. Groggy and dressed in mismatched pajamas, he opened the door.
“Hey,” he croaked with some disoriented surprise.


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PostPosted: Sun Nov 21, 2021 3:51 pm 

This body is a vessel for my mayhem and as long as I can perform bafoonery it doesn’t matter if this stomach is flat or not

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Draco felt beyond embarrassed upon having to wake Sirius and Remus this early, already having feared that he was a nuisance and this did nothing to push that idea down. However, he also knew that he had to leave soon if he wanted to be able to reach uni on time, so it was a necessary evil.
“Hey,” Draco breathed, almost feeling like regretting his request upon seeing Sirius. It was so clear to Draco that he had woken the older man up and he felt bad about it.
“Sorry to disturb, I was just wondering if I maybe could borrow a shirt,” he managed to get out, feeling the heat slowly build up in his cheeks. He had fully intended to simply reuse the shirt he had arrived in, but this morning he had had to face the fact that it was too dirty to use another day.

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PostPosted: Mon Nov 22, 2021 2:38 pm 

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Sirius blinked, his sleep muddled brain struggling to connect Draco’s expression and tone to his words; the young man seemed deeply ashamed for asking a perfectly reasonable thing.
“Of course, yeah,” he fumbled, pushing the door open. Mindlessly, Sirius’ eyes dipped to Draco’s chest, though he had probably already known that Draco was closer to Sirius’ own size than Remus, had he been more awake. “We’ll find you something.”
Waving Draco inside, Sirius stepped into the room. As he passed the bed, he reached for the vague shape of Remus’ shin, only barely showing beneath the duvet.
“Draco’s gonna have a look through the closet,” he offered, an invitation for Remus to stay in bed, Sirius’ hand already leaving Remus.
Opening his side of the wardrobe, Sirius made a general, broad gesture towards the hangings. “What would you like?”


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PostPosted: Mon Nov 22, 2021 4:22 pm 

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Gingerly, almost as if he was doing something forbidden, Draco followed Sirius into the bedroom.
He felt silly for not having thought of this the day before, when Sirius had even offered him to go to the shops for anything he needed, but it was too late to think of that now.
“Just something simply really, I’m going to class,” Draco stated, as if Sirius would know what his regular wardrobe consisted of, when he had in fact only ever seen Draco in this one outfit. It caused another blush to burn softly on his cheeks, but the dim light in the bedroom hopefully took most of it.
“Just anything in a plain colour,” Draco tried to elaborate, his voice soft as if he was afraid of waking Remus, even though he knew the other man it be awake as well.

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PostPosted: Tue Nov 23, 2021 2:38 pm 

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The way Sirius glanced over at his clothes was a dead give-away to the fact that he didn’t immediately know what shirt to offer Draco. Working at the garage meant the rest of Sirius’ wardrobe was specifically chosen to balance out the utter bore of his cover-alls; he wasn’t actually sure he had owned anything Oxford-appropriate since he had actually attended the school himself.
“Posh?” he asked as he picked through the shirts, finding the distinction to be rather useful. “Cotton?”


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PostPosted: Tue Nov 23, 2021 3:49 pm 

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As Draco looked at Sirius’ closet, he realised that he wasn’t going to find anything resembling what he normally wore. He knew that his usually style was probably what Sirius referred to as posh, so he hoped that they would be able to hear something suitable.
“I guess,” Draco stated, finding that that was probably the best way to describe what he was looking for.

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At the confirmation, Sirius pushed the bulk of his hangers aside, quite certain there wouldn’t be anything within immediate reach that met that description. Picking through the shirts pushed into the blind corner of the antique armoire, Sirius finally started to pull some shirts.
First out was a blush cotton dress shirt; with it in his hand he made a vague gesture, before hanging it on the doorknob as an option.
“That one’s cotton,” he mused under his breath, eyes to the wardrobe. The next shirt he pulled was a white satin blouse. A smile tugged at Sirius’ vocal cords. “This might’ve been posh at some point.”
That, too, was hung up, and Sirius continued looking. “I might have some pretty neutral knits, too.”


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PostPosted: Thu Nov 25, 2021 3:37 pm 

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Draco hadn’t really thought of his request as a difficult one, but he should have remembered how flamboyantly he had seen Sirius dress and be able to put two and two together. However, it seemed that they should be able to find something that would work for the day and that was what mattered to Draco.
“The blush will do just fine, thank you,” Draco said in a soft voice, still feeling like he was being an incredible burden.

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