The Lestrange brothers had just been dragged through the halls of the Auror offices, clearly trying to scream profanities if it wasn't for the silencing charm placed on them which kept the work space blessedly quiet. Moments after their dramatic entrance and exit through the interrogation doors at the end of the hallway, Moody appeared from his office.
"Is Lupin back yet?" His voice rang out over the rows of occupied desks, gruff and impolite as always.
"Here Sir." Remus stood from his place behind his desk where he had been shielded from view by Sirius sat in front of him.
"You're conducting the interrogations of the Lestranges." With that he stomped back into his office.
"No please. No thank you. Times like this make me wonder why I switched sides. I mean, once you get over all the murdering of muggleborns, at least purebloods use their manners," Regulus spoke up from his desk next to Remus. After a moment he turned to face James, "Well, most purebloods anyway."
"Hey!" James exclaimed.
"See you in a bit." Remus spoke as if James had made no contribution to the conversation.
"Wait, wait," Sirus reached forward and grabbed Remus around the wrist. "Are you gonna be okay?"
"Of course," Remus replied, "this is my favourite part."
With that Remus moved towards the interrogation rooms at the end of the hall. Picking the file out of the basket in front of the first room he opened it to find Rodolphus was in Room 1 which meant Rabastan had to be in Room 2.
Entering Room 1, Remus pulled out the chair opposite Rodolphus and settled himself down. He opened the file on Lestrange and pulled out the pen from his pocket. He began making small notes and ticking areas in the file, taking his time about it.
"Aren't you going to offer me a drink? Thought this was the light side aren't you supposed to be courteous and polite." Rodolpus sneered.
"I'm sorry, would you like a drink? I'd offer you some water but we have some many vials of veritaserum out there I might get them mixed up and then where would we be? I'm afraid you might say something you actually mean."
Rodolpus huffed and didn't reply.
"But I guess you're used to making shit up I mean how you managed to get Bellatrix Black to look at you twice when you struggle to even use a simple Cruciatious curse, I'll never know." Remus spoke in a quizzical tone.
"It's Bellatrix Lestrange and she knows how good I am at Unforgivables just like some of your people do. I mean ask that short pimply fellow's family, oh wait... you can't." Rodolphus exclaimed.
"Is that the extent of your achievements, I've personally killed more of your people than that. I mean imagine how that looks a half-blood werewolf has more magical ability than a pureblood wizard. Maybe I could have bagged Bellatrix." Remus wondered aloud.
"No!" Rodolphus screamed. "I have personally seen to the murder of 12 of your people, have to keep track to make sure I'm doing better than my brother." He almost bragged.
"Of course, your brother. He did much better than you tonight, at least he managed to disarm one of us, you basically let us take you in willingly."
"No I did not. You just didn't give me chance to use any of the new tricks Bella has invented. Just one hit from them and you'd be burning to the ground before one of your useless bitches could piss on you." Rodolphus spat.
Remus sat back in his chair, looking at the smug smirk on Rodolpus' face. He decided he'd gotten enough from this brother. At least enough new information for Moody's liking and he still had another brother to interview. "Thank you very much, Rodolphus, your answers were most helpful." Remus rose from his chair as the smug look fell from Rodolphus's face.
"What...I, No." Rodolphus stuttered.
"One of my, so called bitches, will be in to take you to a holding cell before your transfer to Azkaban. Good evening." With that Remus left the room.
Sirius, James and Regulus were stood on the other side of the one way glass watching the interrogation.
"He's so hot." Sirius sighed like a love sick teenager.
"Ew." Regulus said.
James just stared through the glass at Remus, "Now I remember why he was my queer awakening."
"What!?" Both Black brother exclaimed at the same time.
"That is my fiance, James Fleamont Potter."
"You're my boyfriend."
James turned to the brothers, "Sorry, but look at that man, if I wasn't incredibly happy with Reggie, I'd be all over that."
"What about me?!" Sirius questioned.
"As if I'm not the better choice." James egged Sirius on.
"Oh... now you're in for it." With that said Sirius charged towards James but at that moment Remus exited the interrogation room in time to catch Sirius around the waist. He spun Sirius around and kissed him firmly. Sirius forgot all about his vendetta against James and responded enthusiastically to Remus's kiss.
"I'm so glad I got the most sane and most attractive Black family member." Remus said and Sirius melted against his chest.
"Well, we'll have to agree to disagree there Remus because look at mine." James interrupted.
"I am not yours, James Potter." Regulus commanded.
"But I'm yours, love." James responded. Regulus smiled up at James and brought him down into a kiss. As both Black brothers snuggled into their partner's chests, Remus and James shared a look over there heads. A look that said, we are the luckiest.