Chapter 2
“Wait! Oh this is gold!” Barty and Regulus were sat at the bar where Evan worked, and Barty seemed to be getting great enjoyment out of ‘The Tale of the Mysterious Therapy Client’. “So Reg,” here comes Evan to make sense out of all of this “ is he hot?” orrr not. “You both need to shut up. It’s weird ok, he comes in has a ‘perfect life’ which I doubt. And! He tips me $500? It’s just plain weird”, “listen Reggie pie,” Barty started as he took a sip of the fruity cocktail Evan made him, “you are deliberately not telling us weather or not youthink he’s hot. And that tells me all I need to know”. As Barty finished his little speach Regulus was about ready to finish him, “listen Junior, you call me that again and you’re gonna be the one begging me for therapy, got it?”. Evan was behind the bar ignoring the paying customers while he watched his boyfriend get violently threatened by their best friend and honestly? He found it quite amusing.
“I don’t know how anyone finds you a delight to talk to! F**s**” Regulus had his bag on his shoulder and was already leaving the pub with his finger raised as Barty called out after him.
“What are you looking at Rosie? Go serve those wankers that have been calling out for your attention the past 5 minutes”, Barty slumped back into his chair and started slurping his drink though the straw, while Evan was left with a bar to run and a grown man throwing a temper tantrum.
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“So, let me get this straight. You want me to quit as Regulus’ client because as you put it, ‘it will be strange for your future brother in law to know all your issues’?”. James gave a lopsided grin in return, “now you’re getting it moony!”.
For some context Remus had come to acquire the nickname ‘moony’ in high school when he got high and went around campus mooning everyone he came into contact with. James chased him down with a large fork and eventually had to tackle him to the ground and stab him in the buttocks region to get his pants back on. Remus still has 4 prong marks on his arse to this day and hence forth James became known as ‘prongs’. Very sophisticated indeed.
“It’s not gonna happen James, and we aren’t related so he wouldn’t even be my brother in law”. James thought Remus was being incredibly unreasonable “pish posh, we basically are and I’m going to be in your life forever, and so will Reggie” at this, Remus closed his book. “Reggie?” His face was grimaced and he looked about ready to punch James, “please Remus!! I’ve already booked back in PLEASE”. James had migrated from the couch he was laying on to a begging position on his knees in frount of Remus’ armchair. “Oh for fucks sake!”.
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“Remus, lovely to see you again, may I ask the reasoning for this abrupt session?” Oh bloody hell, Regulus was great at talking to Remus and it was going to be a right pain to find a new therapist. “I’m really sorry but I’m going to have to cancel all future sessions..” Regulus looked genuinely surprised at this, he had always liked Remus and thought that in a different setting they could have become friends. “May I ask why?” now how is he ment to answer that? “Well honestly? Haha remember that ehem..guy? James?”…”You did, not.” Well with the look on Regulus’ face Remus would say he most definitely remembers, “YOU are the person who sent him?”
To be perfectly frank Remus was feeling very small at the moment which is a hard thing to do given he is much taller than average, but Regulus has done a COMPLETE 180. There is no more sweet therapist voice, only a look of pure disappointment and comfudlement. “In my defence, I didn’t ‘send him’ he did this out of his own free will! And!! He is also the one who said I should stop seeing you due..to the relationship between the two of you…” Remus’ voice went from quite confident to quite timid in a matter of seconds as the frown on Regulus’ face deepened and his mouth opened more in outrage.
“Please elaborate on the relationship I wasn’t aware I was in Lupin.”
Oh, shit.