"I don't believe in that sort of thing. Destiny and fate and all that rot but I rather like the idea of the click. I'll take that. I think I'm dead lucky tonight." He started the evening broke, tired and worried and now here he was, in fucking London, getting chips with the hottest bloke in the UK. And he was sure that was accurate.

As Sirius went inside to get their chips, Remus tried his best not to be eager but as soon as he was offered food, he ate a good handful, clearly hungry. Food was at the back of his mind a lot these days, he often skipped meals so now, he was starving.

"Good company. Good chips."