Rainy day
"I´m sin-giing in the rai-iin...!"
Sigh.
"Oh please."
"What?"
"That´s not singing. It´s torturing my sensitive, mighty werewolf-ears."
"Why Remus. I didn´t know you were a critic."
Annoyed.
"Oh, yeah, sorry. I guess I forgot to mention it after this werewolf-thingy."
Confused.
"Werewolf-?"
Dramatically;
"I confess! I´m a mean critic, and I´m proud of it!"
"This rain sure does weird things to your brains Moony."
"Hm? Sorry, didn´t catch that. Too busy swelling in my self-pity."
"Moony-"
"Alas! But don´t worry. I´ll manage. Have a lot of experience about surviving. You know, being werewolf and all.."
"And you always shush us when the werewolf-topic comes up.."
"I think I´m going to start singing soon."
Silence.
"That´s it! We´re going in now. The rain has obviously moistened your brains."
"Finally! I couldn´t have acted like that any longer."
"What?-you?-uh?"
"Oh, Sirius, let´s just go in, shall we? The rain has obviously affected to your vocabulary.."
Smirk.
"You´re not getting off that easily, Moony ..!"
The answer was muffled by a kiss.
And the rain poured.