Without even seeming to realise it, Remus made space for Sirius, unaware of whether it was a reaction or an invitation. He drew his legs further up beneath him, forcing him to sit up further, the diminished distance between them almost juvenile, in the way they were discussing a beloved writer of theirs.<br/>“Of course you would,” Remus snickered, though it wasn’t a complaint. If anything it was fun, coming to realise he maybe had a better understanding of Sirius that what he would have initially thought. “What, did your parents not realise they were fictional?”