god, you drive me crazy

When Remus Lupin is approached at the inn he works at and asked if he knows how to play bass by a hot guy, he does not anticipate that saying yes will lead to what it did: a confusing relationship with a sexy drummer, being woken up in the middle of the night by his toddler begging to see "Uncle Prongs," and a lot of drunk confessions. ORWhen Sirius Black finds himself attracted to a 6-foot-tall, sarcastic, giraffe of a human being, he does not anticipate that asking him if he knows how to play bass will lead to what it did: getting famous, writing sad break-up songs while crying and watching reruns of The Golden Girls with vanilla (because chocolate is *his* favourite flavour) ice-cream with James, and falling in love.

This fic is not meant to be accurate to the music industry and how it works, that's not the main storyline. All characters belong to JK Rowling (no, I don't support her AT ALL). This fic should be updated every Sunday. ((btw this fic is totally self-indulgent and that is why the writing is shit and the plot is nonexistent :) hahahha now have fun reading if anyone actually reads this lmao))