the_debt_of_time

"What's wrong," Sirius began with a growl, "is that I haven't come in almost fifteen
fucking years," he said bluntly, ignoring the grimace that crossed Remus's face, as well as
the loud pop that came from Tonks's gum.
"That's.. ." Tonks said, looking shocked, "just not healthy."
Remus rolled his eyes, and Sirius noted the dark circles beneath them.
"So we woke you up from a sex dream? Do I even want to know?"
Sirius grumbled as he turned back around, grabbing a set of black robes that he
threw over his body, not bothering to tie them around his waist as his erection was already
a lost cause. "Memory. I probably told you about it before. Tattoo shop, London alley,
denim skirt." He groaned miserably. "Fuck. I hate my life. I hate this house." He growled
loudly, kicking the wall before turning his eyes on his best friend. "I hate you."
Remus laughed. "Oh, go hop in the shower and have a wank."
"I can't," Sirius said through clenched teeth.
"Why not?"
"What do you imagine I think about to get off?"
"Oh." Remus stared thoughtfully, and then his eyes widened. "Oooh!"
"Yes, 'oooh'," Sirius snarled as he stormed down the stairs, shouting for Kreacher to
get his breakfast started. He was not in the mood to deal with Remus and Tonks until he'd
had at least one cup of coffee.
"I don't get it," Tonks muttered as she followed Remus and Sirius down the stairs.
"Mia," Remus told her.
Tonks took a long moment to let the one-word answer ferment in her brain before
it seemed to click. "Oh, yeah, she's sixteen years old now."
"I'm very aware," Sirius snapped. "What's worse is that even if my cock is
responding to Mia when she was lovely, naked, wrapped around my waist and perfectly of
age... my brain likes to remind me that she's not anymore!" He kicked open the door to
the dining room, pleased to see that the house-elf had, at the very least, put a cup of coffee
on the table next to Sirius's seat. "What did you two wake me up for, anyway?"
"The Floo in the drawing room was open," Remus told him as he walked in after
Sirius, taking a seat. "Wanted to see if someone came by while we were out."
"No one." Sirius took a long gulp from the mug of black liquid, ignoring the fact
that Kreacher purposely left out the sugar because Sirius had not properly ordered him to