"Remus! Oooh… yes! Yes! YES!"

Sirius yanked the door open, absolutely horrified. WHAT was his cousin doing making… making sounds like that in his house?

"What the bloody hell are you doing?"

Remus and Tonks froze.

Remus was slumped in his chair, arms crossed moodily. Tonks was frozen in the middle of a victory dance on her bed, a black rectangle trailing a long cord in hand.

"We were just playing on the Sega." She said innocently, jumping down.

"That's not what it sounded like…" Sirius said shiftily, eyeing the flashing GAME OVER screen on the small TV, then glaring at Remus, who starred boldly back.

"Judgemental much? You make noises like that all the time, you know."

Tonks grinned evilly, as Sirius blushed slightly. She held out what he could see now was a remote control.

"Do you want to end up like Remus here? A galleon says I kick your butt."

He grabbed it, pushing Remus out of his chair. "Oh, it is on!"