Breakfast, Pool Day, and a Ghost?
It was early when a pounding sound came from his door, he flipped over pulling the covers over his face but the sound didn’t stop. He finally called out asking what the pounding sound wanted and it was Sirius that replied calling him to breakfast. Remus arose from his bed, a mess from poor dreams and turning, called to Sirius that he would only be a minute and started to get dressed. He put on a loose sweater, a couple holes along the edges and a faded green, and pants of a charcoal color. He ran his fingers through his hair, trying to get out the knots and moved towards the door. He opened it to find a well dressed but comfortable Sirius in front of him. He was dressed in a tastefully shredded black sweater with black jeans and fine silver jewelry on his neck and ears. He smiled and grabbed at Remus’s hand before leading them down the long, rich halls of the house out to the balcony overlooking the garden where they ate breakfast every morning according to Sirius unless, of course, it was cold to which they would eat in the formal dining room to no one's enjoyment.
They arrived at the balcony where a table made from metal covered in white paint with intricate designs and latus work waited for them. 2 chairs in that same white and pattern were open across from each other waiting for someone to sit in them and see that everyone else had already arrived, the seats were open for them. Remus let Sirius pick which chair he would sit in and chose the other one, he sat next to James and Orion while Sirius was next to Regulus and Walburga. Delicious foods littered the table from pastries to fruits to meats, and everything smelled divine. Sirius piles some bacon, croissants, and strawberries on his plate and gestured at Remus to fill his too. Remus grabbed a chocolate croissant and an apple to fill his plate, he started to eat as the conversation was null and no one seemed too keen to start a friendly morning chat. It was Sirius that finally spoke after waves of silence asking Regulus about his recent reading habits to which Remus joined in on speaking of his own experience as well as some of his most recent reads. Regulus was pleased by Remus’s knowledge of literature, claiming he was well read and that was why he was such a help to Sirius when he needed to get his English grade up which prompted the rest of the table to join in sans James who just looked like he had eaten something sour.
Breakfast was finished and a day awaited them, doing what Remus didn’t know but was willing to play along with any of Sirius’s whims. Sirius took him back to their shared rooms, weaving through the halls. When they arrived Sirius asked Remus to get his trunks on so that they could go into the pool. Remus opened his door and started to search his clothes for his swimming trunks. After some digging he was able to locate a dark green pair and removed his clothes to put them on and grabbed an old band shirt, The Killers to be exact. He waited in his room till he heard a knock from Sirius urging him to hurry up. Remus opened the door and found Sirius waiting for him leaned against the wall, he was wearing black trunks with a black mesh top on which hid nothing in terms of his upper body. He had toned muscles, not much gain but enough to have some shape, and a thin waist to match, thin enough for Remus to wrap his arms around it and be able to touch his elbows when it was encircled.
Snapping out of his thoughts, Remus smiled at Sirius and followed him as led Remus down the halls to the pool. The pool was grand with white marble tiling and intricate vine designs lining the edges filled to the brim with crystalline blue water. White lounge chairs lined the sides of the pool with blue umbrellas over every 2 chairs. James was laid out on a towel near the edge of the pool and Regulus was on a frog floaty with sunglasses on, most likely taking a nap. Sirius pulled Remus to a set of chairs to the left of James and removed his mesh top encouraging Remus to do so as well. Remus complied, taking off his top, pausing briefly to let Sirius admire the muscles he had built up from working out more accentuating his tall slim frame. Their shirts were placed on the chairs and both ran to the water. Sirius cannonballed into it, waking up Regulus in the process as he soon became drenched as a large splashing wave descended over his sunbathing form. He swore at Sirius and Sirius brushed it off with a hearty laugh before swimming around in the cool water. Remus was more careful, taking his time to sink into the crystal waters and swimming lengthy around the pool's edges.
Hours passed, Sirius had pulled everyone into the pool for a game of monkey in the middle to which Regulus was stuck in the middle for most of it prompting him to quit and leave the waters to dry off and sunbathe making it a struggle to stay out of the middle. After Sirius got tired of the game he left the pool, drying off and putting on his sunnies for a nap in the warm sun. Remus laid next to him, prompted by Sirius calling him over once he was bored of the events. James had gotten the short end of the stick as he no longer had anyone to play or chat with since Remus had taken his place next to Sirius and he wasn’t too keen on sharing. James stalked off after grabbing his towel and shirt going towards the grand house. Remus inwardly laughed, it was all too easy to get under his skin and start to pull the loose threads making the tapestry unravel. They basked in the sun turning about once the sun felt too hot on their fronts, eventually Kreature called for them to return for dinner. Sirius reluctantly grabbed his towel and shirt motioning Remus to do the same and walked back to the mansion once Remus grabbed his towel.
Dinner was a grand affair, everyone was dressed up for it including Sirius, he was stuffed into a suit much to his dismay. Courses of food passed by, small plates with even smaller portions repeating. It was flavorful but lacked the home-y feel Remus had gotten used to from Bitsy and Mimsy’s cooking. Throughout the meal James made snide comments at him picking at the way he ate and dressed, he was wearing a formal white shirt that was tight on his frame from its smaller size and he was forced into a suit jacket from Sirius’s closet which was a deep green color that suited him nicely. The affair seemed to drag on for hours even though it only took 2 and by the time it was finished Remus was exhausted, picking at the comments made while still acting clueless about the way the world of high society worked, successfully thwarting James in his attempts to trip him up and make him the fool.
Sirius and Remus walked down the hall to their rooms once dinner was concluded to get ready for bed and a good night’s sleep. Each entered their separate side and started to get ready. Remus peeled off the suit jacket and his too small button up, tossing them on the bed in frustration, he was angry that James was such a thorn in his side, pushing all the buttons, trying to find the one that would make him burst. However, he had to calm down, it was all for Sirius and he needed to keep his real emotions under wraps until he was sure he could reveal them. Remus went into the shared bathroom, he brushed his teeth and splashed some water on his face, drying it off on a hand towel. Sirius’s door was closed, it seemed that he had already finished his nightly routine while Remus was having his outburst. He went back into his room and closed the door connecting them to the bathroom. He sat on the window ledge looking out into the grounds of the estate, it was a beautiful, clear night and the moon shone in the darkened sky. A figure walked along the pathway near the house, black hair and loose thin pajamas rustled in the wind.