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[hypercompetent]

Do you remember how we all bid ridiculous amounts of money on dates for each other once upon a time?

Time to put up or shut up.
THE forcedish DATE MEME

Feeling romantic? Take your date to the top of the clocktower and look at the stars. Feeling like a quickie? The Black Stallion has all your alcohol fueled needs. Wanting a quaint date leaning over a table? Le Cafe Anglais and the Coffee Joint will help you make your dreams come true. Or, just wine and dine your date at home. Whatever it is, be creative.


You paid for this, after all!

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[alwaysimpure]

[Over the years, many people have dreamed of dating Sirius Black, had wondered what it might be like, hoped that one day it might happen.

Regulus Black, for many obvious reasons, isn't one of these people.

And despite that or - really, as anyone who knew him would be able to tell - because of that, Sirius grins at his brother, holds a rose out to him and even puts a hand on his shoulder.]

You look lovely, princess.

[snakesroarquietly]

[If only the withering glare he sends Sirius could be bottled up you would have an excellent "shrivel up and die" potion.

Alas, it can't.

So Regulus pointedly shoves away Sirius' hand. He considers simply telling Sirius to bugger off but that's the downside of living with your forced date. You can't escape them. Might as well get this over with before Sirius decides to get creative.]

Funny, and here I thought you would be the girl. I'd expected a dress, at the very least.

[alwaysimpure]

Me? Regulus, we all know that you've always been the pretty one.

[He laughs and ruffles his hair, because he can.]

Do you still remember the pigtails?

[snakesroarquietly]

I remember. I couldn't forget the pigtails if I tried. I've never forgiven the girls for it. [He snorts.] But if I remember it right they gave you the loveliest little ringlets.

[Yeah, no, dress isn't gonna happen. He's just going to stalk towards the door and take charge of this affair before Sirius comes up with something awful.]

[alwaysimpure]

Aw, but you looked so cute with it. And the ringlets were a fashion statement. I'm letting my hair grow out now, maybe I can try it out again.

[Have an arm across your shoulder, Regulus.]

I'll take you for a ride, Reg. Are you ready?

[snakesroarquietly]

[Regulus raises his hand in surrender.] It's not like I have a choice... [There is a hint of good humor to his tone of voice, though, and he doesn't do anything to shrug Sirius' arm off.]

Alright, take me on this little magical ride of yours.

[alwaysimpure]

Fair warning, Reg, you might feel like swooning. That's a normal reaction to the combined hotness of my bike and me.

[He lets go of his brother to get on said bike, then tilts his head.]

Come on, darling brother.

[snakesroarquietly]

Somehow I'll find the willpower to restrain myself from marriage proposals and seduction attempts.

[Yet here he is, getting onto the bike with barely a protest.]

If the Muggle contraption gets me killed I'm going to haunt you for the rest of your life.

[Well, barely a protest.]

[alwaysimpure]

I'll be waiting for that. But, hey, that's already making you dare more than Remus ever has, he doesn't trust this thing. Not after what happened that one time.

[With that cryptic message, Sirius starts the motor and heads up into the sky.]

Hold on tight!

[snakesroarquietly]

What happened the laaaaaa...

[And then there is only screaming - manly screaming, mind you - as he clings to his brother for dear life and squeezes his eyes shut.]

...I want a broom...

[alwaysimpure]

Oh, come on, I haven't even sped up yet.

[That said, he does exactly that and perhaps he also has them gain altitude a tad faster than they'd strictly speaking have to.

Because big brother, that's why.]

Don't piss yourself!

[snakesroarquietly]

[There's nothing he can do but mutter the vilest of insults and make a list of Dark curses he's going to shoot at Sirius as soon as he dares to stop clinging to him and reach for his wand.]

I hate you, I hate you so much...

[But it's almost like being on a broom and he used to be an excellent flier, back at Hogwarts when he had the time to fly regularly. Soon enough, the view is distracting him, he's never seen Ruby City from the air.]

[alwaysimpure]

I love you too.

[Sirius ignores it and just enjoys the wind, enjoys the speed, most especially enjoys the curve he makes that seems to feel as if they are about to just tumble over.]

Still not quite like flying on a broom, but I love it.

[snakesroarquietly]

[He wouldn't go that far, but once you get past the mind-numbing terror it's actually quite nice. He hadn't even realized how much he missed flying.]

As far as a date with my bloody brother goes I'm not complaining. But if you ever scare me like that again I'm going to Crucio you.

[alwaysimpure]

Yeah? Then you better get your Unforgivable ready. But first: HOLD ON!

[Yeah, that is shouted, and that is also the only warning Regulus gets before Sirius speeds up even more and steers them further up into the sky, gradually just about getting them into a vertical position.]

[snakesroarquietly]

...going to KILL you!

[And then he is back to making a noise somewhere between a yell and a whoop. If he were flying it would be all whooping, after all a Seeker is used to daring maneuvers, but being completely at Sirius' mercy... Well.]

You're crazy. Who taught you to fly like that?

[alwaysimpure]

Mostly a very dominant morbid streak.

[And isn't that good to hear right before the vehicle you sit on turns on its head and, yeah, Sirius is making them fly a looping, fast enough to pull it off before they can fall down. Only then he slows again, laughing, crazed, and ecstatic.]

[snakesroarquietly]

[He's going to kill him. Just going to kill him. Nothing about it. As soon as they are back on firm ground. He may have pulled stunts just as crazy as that, but it's different when Sirius is doing it.]

I'm going to puke on you, you prat!

[alwaysimpure]

Come on, Regulus. Don't you like feeling free?

[He looks back at him over his shoulder, smiling brightly.]

Do you really want to land?

[snakesroarquietly]

Are you kidding? No! [Regulus shakes his head, laughing all the while.] But I want to fly! I don't trust your piloting skills. I still remember when we were small and you kept crashing into the stairs with your toy broom!

[alwaysimpure]

That was me trying to test limits. Mostly the ones of my skull, I reckon.

[Sirius laughs and then suddenly just lets go of the handlebars.]

Take over, Reg. Now!

[snakesroarquietly]

Merlin's fucking... [And then the cursing turns to full-blown screams as he tries to climb around Sirius, which sends the motorcycle wildly careening and then spiraling downwards. Still cursing and yelling, Regulus simply reaches around him to grasp the handlebars and jerks the bike sharply up, or as sharply as he can at this awkward angle.]

...gonna kill you, Sirius, kill you!

[alwaysimpure]

[Unfortunately, all Sirius has to say on the subject is loud, barking laughter. Eventually he helps his brother climb around him more though, even putting a hand on the handlebars again.]

You still scream like a little girl.

[snakesroarquietly]

And you're still a wanker.

[But he feels more secure now that he is properly piloting the bike. The wind is whipping at his hair and stinging in his eyes.]

It's perfect. I didn't realize how much I'd missed this.

[alwaysimpure]

It's one of the things I miss most.

[Back in prison, but he's not going to mention that. Not when he's as close to feeling free as he can get.]

We should get brooms.