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.