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FIC: R/S, Untitled, PG.

Title: Untitled. Because barbed_whispers and I couldn't think of anything that wasn't lame.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Remus/Sirius
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine, I own nothing, please don't sue.
A/N: This was a gift for barbed_whispers, who also beta'd for me. Much <3 to her! Also this is... unlike my usual style. So, we'll see.
Summary: Sirius and Remus are looking for something for Harry on his first Christmas.

"What is this?" Sirius asked incredulously, taking the object from Remus' hands and holding it between his fingers with an air of disgust. "A childrens book? Moony, honestly." He shook his head and dropped the offending book back onto the shelf.

Remus looked genuinely upset. "That's a good gift, Sirius," he said haughtily. "Better than anything you've come up with." They had, after all, been shopping for the entire day, and they hadn't yet agreed on anything. It was getting dark and they were both getting irritated.

Sirius snorted. "I'm sure Lily has bought plenty of books for Harry by now. You really don't need to be helping her out. He needs something more... exciting. Here, let me show you." He grabbed Remus' hand, trying to ignore the growl of protest, and dragged him into the baby clothes section. Away from the books. With relish, he took something off of the rack. "See, Remus? This is exactly the sort of thing we should be giving to Harry."

Remus just stared at the baby-sized leather jacket. "You're kidding. Please tell me that you're kidding." His voice was blank; he couldn't think of a proper reaction. Sirius trying to turn Harry into a miniature him... it was too much.

Sirius pouted, but reluctantly put it back. "Fine, but it can't be a book. That's so *unoriginal* Moony, they'll be expecting it. James'd be disappointed if we gave something so boring to his son on his first Christmas."

"Well, then what do you suggest? And don't even think about that jacket, Padfoot. I will not give something like that. Babies shouldn't wear things like that."

"I've been making suggestions all day, and you've refused every one of them. What am I supposed to do, then? I don't bloody know, Remus, I'm not a baby. What do babies like?"

Remus huffed and shrugged, crossing his arms over his chest.

Sirius opened his mouth to complain -- again -- when he noticed something over Remus' shoulder. He grinned and grabbed him, turning him so that he could see it, too. "How about that, then?" he asked, leaning down to whisper the words in Remus' ear, feeling suddenly better about the world.

Remus looked at it before turning to look at Sirius once more. "I think that'll do," he said with a smile on his face.

Sirius kissed him lightly on the cheek, ignoring the protest of being in public, before running over to the oversized stuffed animal, picking it up and hugging it to his chest. "A dog, Moony, a dog! It's perfect, yeah? And for a baby, too. Yeah? James and Lily would both approve, I think."

Remus shook his head, but he was still smiling. "I think we've reached an agreement, Padfoot. Finally."

Sirius grinned at him, happy that they weren't fighting over such a stupid thing anymore. "You really like it, Moony? We can get it and move on with our lives?"

Remus laughed and nodded. "Rather looks like you, I think."

Sirius had the good grace to look offended. "Really, Remus. I'm much more handsome, how could you?"

Remus laughed again despite himself. "Forgive me. You are, of course, right. But how will we wrap it?" he added as an afterthought.

Sirius shrugged. "Think we could fit it into a leather jacket?"

Remus groaned and dragged him to the check-out counter. "Don't even think about it, Padfoot."
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