Chapter Five

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When Remus gets back to the table, butterbeers in hand, Sirius's face is set in a determined grimace.

"Let's go for a walk. We need to talk."

Remus's heart rate picks up. "But I just got these butterbeers, and it's cold out there, and-"

"We can take them with us, and you've got a coat." Sirius stands up and picks up his butterbeer. "Let's go."

Remus nervously follows behind him.

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