#Remus centric

[mourningliliesmorningglories]

“Passed Alger Brook Road, I'm over the bridge.”

Remus never thought he’d be sitting on this train once more. In this moment, he’s 14 again. The hills roll by and if he closes his eyes, imagines just hard enough, he can still hear the clamouring and giggling that used to belong here. The train is empty, save for Remus, a special trip just for him. In the worst way, this is all too familiar. Like the trunk remembers the axe, Remus can’t help but feel he is gently travelling towards a terrible thing.

“A minute from home but I feel so far from it.”

Remus had lived in London for so long that the Welsh had been bleached out of his accent. Hope and Lyall were long gone, finally resting. And Remus was alone. Home had always been where his heart had lived. Never Wales though, never a place, always a person. Cariad. Cariad. Cariad. With every beat of his heart, Remus knows where home is. He thinks of James and Lily and Harry. He thinks of a home that once belonged to them.

“The death of my dog, the stretch of my skin.”

He thinks of a home that belongs to him, of a basement with a torn up mattress and a master bedroom with a leather jacket hanging on the back of the chair. Remus could never understand how people could one day lock a door and never open it again. Until he did. Slowly, the cottage grew to be too much, bore a weight so goddamn heavy that Remus shouldered it all. That house held the three people he loved, “love” his mind corrects him. He wonders whether in 11 years of solitude, that house too, would be reluctant to see him again.

“It's all washin' over me, I'm angry again.”

In a way, only Remus could understand why James and Lily had to die. Unfortunately, there is always a greater good. There is always someone, ‘something’ his mind hisses, greater than him. The rage is dormant now. The war is over. Remus knows loss incredibly well, walks hand in hand with her most days. Instinctively, he tightens his grip on his thigh. It serves as a reminder. You survived the war. You lost everyone you love. You are real. You are neither punished nor the punisher. Not anymore.

“The things that I lost here, the people I knew.”

Remus takes a walk along the length of the train. Nostalgia’s sake and all that. The open compartment doors rattle gently and the seats are vacant. For some reason, Remus half expected to run into a brick wall at King’s Cross. He doesn’t know how to exist in this space again, how to walk the halls of the castle without feeling like a ghost instead. Mostly, Remus doesn’t know how he could look into James’ faces and Lily’s eyes again, and see them on someone else.

“They got me surrounded for a mile or two.”

Logically, he knows “No.” is as good an answer as any. He made sure that there were no more favours, no more secrets. Remus knows that from 11, the castle cared for him. He also knows that care and respect go hand in hand. He has no debt to the castle but he does have duty to fulfil. For every man who obeys his duty, there is another who cannot. A prison cell briefly flashes in his mind, then a cupboard under stairs, then a set of silver handcuffs.

“The car's in reverse, I'm grippin' the wheel.”

The train shudders and stops. The sky is dark. Remus’ eyes are closed. He inhales deeply and lets muscle memory take over. His steps now echo down the empty train carriages. He is just as tall as the last time he stood here. This time, he leaves behind four giggling boys. He leaves behind the weight of a head in his lap. The image is superimposed into his eyelids. Remus hopes that everything that ever existed still exists in moments, even though we don’t get them back. The doors slide open and he steps onto the platform.

“I'm back between villages and everything's still.”

For the second time in his life, Remus John Lupin has the sudden and crashing realisation that he is totally and utterly alone.

#harry potter #marauders #i couldn’t stop thinking of them and this song #james potter #regulus black #sirius black #wolfstar #remus lupin #this one has a kick to it #this one right here officer #Remus centric

[ashesandhackles]

Fic recs

Other Women and of Purer Blood by @saintsenara

Summary: Narcissa is adrift, rattling around Malfoy Manor, when an equally lonely man comes into her lonely life.

Thoughts: I have been wanting a story that contextualises the sexual charge and familiarity we see between Snape and Narcissa in Spinner's End for ages (canon compliant, that is) and this story is a lovely backstory to that. It also captures Snape in transition: Snape still ironing out his northern accent, how his movements are still spider-like. He is in the process of becoming the adult Snape we see in canon: whose speeches are a performance, and how he irons out the awkwardness of his movements in adulthood.

Excerpt:

Snape looks completely wrong in the flowery bower where Dobby has set out tea. His sallow awkwardness seems to repel the summer, even though Narcissa suspects he must be baking in his layers of shabby black robes. 

He doesn’t have the fine manners of the sort of person who normally comes to tea with the Malfoys. He eats quickly, and slurps his tea, and looks at the cakes with the greedy eyes of a boy who isn’t used to treats. Lucius would be disgusted, to have a greasy half-blood at his table spraying crumbs everywhere. She imagines the expression of horrified confusion on his pointy face and giggles.

Snape immediately goes scarlet and puts down his tea-cup.

In Infinite Remorse of Soul by @perverse-idyll

Summary: Albus Dumbledore never makes the same mistake twice. Certainly not in love.

Thoughts: My very first Snumbledore, which is a frightening meditation on the very vast power dynamics between Snape and Dumbledore from the hilltop scene in Deathly Hallows and expanding the very personal reaction Dumbledore had towards the wayward young Death Eater. Perverse Idyll is among the best writers in the fandom, brimming with words and fantastic imagery that just stays with you.

Excerpt:

"My boy," Albus says almost kindly, because kindness is something that mystifies his young servant. Severus' eyes dart upwards, apprehensive, accusing, and Albus can see the darkness inside the boy clawing to reach him. Guilt calling to guilt.

The moment quivers and thins until he judges that Severus has had enough and is about to rebel. A harsh rasp draws his attention. He looks down at the bruised, blackened fingernail scraping across stone.

"My boy," he sighs. "You never fail to disgust me."

The ritual word strikes Severus down. His obstinate body shrinks, wings of hair flapping forward to shut his scowling face from view.

To Build A Home by @mblematic

Summary: 1978-1981: Sirius stumbles on something in the woods, Sirius and Remus stumble into each other, everyone stumbles into the war.

Thoughts: First War hijinks, dysfunctional Wolfstar - I was fed! I cannot rave enough about the gorgeous, subtle writing of relationships (the author really captures this raw, visceral vulnerability between two friends who are attracted to each other and how it explodes in heightened tension of war) and there is some fantastic world building and mirroring. Excerpt: Later, Sirius would remember almost everything from this night with crystal clarity except the sky, which in reality was clouded but in his memory would be open, star-studded, expansive and unknowable as the future. He’d remember, correctly, that the wolf was different than it had been at Hogwarts. He’d remember the restless, brutal, snarling fury, all of it undercut with a fear so intense it had its own meaty weight. The night took Sirius by surprise and he spent the whole long stretch of it trying to put himself back on track, trying to reacquaint himself with the wolf, and trying to convince them both that they remembered each other. At one point he found himself literally between Remus’ jaws, helpless and pliant, mewling like a supplicant. This, too, he would remember for the rest of his life. 

Second Life by Cassandra, nwhiker Summary: What happens when two men are given a second chance.

Thoughts: I finally got around to reading one of the most recommended Snirius fics out there. Beautiful, understated, deeply emotional - the authors take you on a journey with the two of them post war. It also feels....old?? As in, the kind of perspective this fic has is the perspective of someone in late 30s (which both Snape and Sirius are in this fic, post war). There is a fragile, "who else will understand what our generation went through?" running through the vein of this fic.

Excerpt:

It was like walking into a tiny garden in the tropics, and he was reminded of some of the places he'd visited while on the run after his escape from Azkaban. There were hundreds of plants, most of them unfamiliar, and a large table was filled with orchids. There was a tree, which turned out to be a frangipani, its white flowers soft and sweet. A delicate white flower with an exquisite fragrance that Snape said was bouvardia. Along one wall were plants Sirius recognised from Potions classes, wolfsbane and asphodel, wormwood and sopohorous, a shrivelfig tree, and others he'd seen but didn't know the names of.

"I'm not supposed to have them," Snape said.

Sirius turned to him. Snape was staring down an orchid, brushing planting mix from the edge of its pot.

Al Aaraaf by eldritcher

Summary: There is a place between heaven and hell.

Thoughts: An unsettling, poetic horror fic featuring a grieving Walburga Black. The whole fic is structured like a poem, with rhythm and repetition and metaphor shining through.

Excerpt:

He had her face. He had her scowl. He had her loathsome, loathing heart that mourned and loved. Hell dwelled in him, as a warm and heartful thing calved of mother.

The last of earth's make she held was son. His hands were placed in prayerful clasp over her belly.

The lamb in her was of Tartary, born of son fed and killed with milk and honey, birthed of widow's mourning.

"It is all right," Sirius said, and held her to him as if she weren't damned.

Runaway Boys by Delphi

Summary: Severus dreams of pirates, and Lily closes the nursery window. Thoughts: I'm not sure if I have recommended this fic before, but I am recommending it again, just in case. This is a wonderfully strange coming of age, a tale of puberty told in dreams/ fantasies featuring Snape and Captain Hook. Excerpt:

"Severus S—" He cuts himself off and then tentatively amends: "Prince. Severus Prince."

It's a better name, he's decided. His new friends at school know the Princes, but they've never heard of any Snapes.

"That is a fine name, Mr. Prince," the man says. "As for me, I am Captain James Hook."

A large hand extends into the branches, and after a moment, Severus carefully leans down and shakes it.

"Pleased to meet you," Severus says.

"Are those friends of yours?" the captain asks, nodding towards the neighbouring island, where the boys are now riding wild ponies bareback, jousting with each other using lances made of hollow reeds.

Severus shrugs. Of course, he thinks, the man would rather know them.

Note: Please check the pairings and tags in each of these fics and keep in mind your own triggers :)

#hp fic recs #hp fics #since i am in my reading phase #largely snape-centric recs #but some other content also sneaks through #severus snape #narcissa malfoy #snarcissa #snumbledore #snirius #sirius black #remus lupin #wolfstar #walburga black #alastor moody

[ziggystrdust]

HERE!

*throws secret relationship dorlene, enemies to lovers jegulus, hookup (with bad intentions) to lovers wolfstar, friends to lovers marylily and healing rosekiller at you very fast and then runs away*

#marauders #sirius black #jegulus #remus lupin #wolfstar #regulus black #james potter #remus loves sirius #starchaser #marlene mckinnon #rosekiller #dorlene fanfiction #dorlene #sapphic marauders #wlw love #dorlene-centric

[asnarkyandironicusername]

Day 18 of @remadoramicrofics - Night of the Aging Werewolf

Teddy crept down the steps, careful to avoid the second-to-last, since it had started squeaking. His father insisted he would fix it, but Teddy sometimes wondered if his parents used it as a trap. He moved silently across the living room floor, a skill acquired through years of monthly missions, until he reached the kitchen. He hovered in the doorway and listened for a moment; sometimes, his mother would forget something and come up the stairs in a flurry.

When Teddy had first started doing this, his father had been so strict and his mother so vigilant that it had taken significant effort to avoid detection as he snuck to the cellar door. As the years passed, though, his father had remained steadfast, but his mother had relaxed, sometimes forgetting to take her wand or deciding to come up to fetch a drink or something else. In a week’s time, he’d be at Hogwarts and he intended to spend this full moon with his parents – consequences be darned. He pulled his blanket tight around his shoulders and set his pillow down from where it had been tucked under his arm as he settled in front of the door.

He leaned forward and peered through the small keyhole into their cellar. Usually, it was dark and chill, just an old root cellar, but on full moons, his parents charmed it to stay warm and dimly lit. Tonight, his mum sat twirling her wand in her fingers while his dad was curled on the other end.

She was talking to him quietly, so quietly that Teddy couldn’t hear. Suddenly, she popped up from the sofa and headed towards the stairs. Teddy scrambled backwards, but the blanket and pillow coupled with his shock did him no favors and he instead sprawled out on the floor. He had just righted himself when the cellar door creaked open.

Teddy stared at his feet, ready for a dressing down. His mother cleared her throat and he looked up at her. To his surprise, there was no cross look, but a small, knowing smile on her face. “Well, come on, would you like to tell your father goodnight?”

“D-downstairs?”

“Are you scared, Edward?” she asked a bit louder than necessary.

Teddy shook his head. “No, but Dad always said –”

“If you want to come down and tell him goodnight, you’re welcome to, and then you can head off to bed.���

Teddy nodded. “I want to tell him,” he said as he squared his shoulders.

“Leave the blanket,” his mother instructed, “Your father will never let me hear the end of it if you get hurt coming down to see him. Even if it’s just because you took a tumble down the stairs.”

Teddy giggled as he followed her down the steps. His father was still on the sofa, though he seemed to be a bit nervous, but had draped a paw over his snout. “Wotcher, Da.” Teddy said as he sat next to him on the sofa. Tonks squeezed in next to him.

“I told you, he has your curiosity, Remus, and your courage,” his mum said smugly. She looked at him. “I told him he should have known you’d come sneaking around.”

Teddy’s jaw fell open. “How long have you known?” he asked them.

His mum laughed. “Your father knew as soon as you came off the last step that very first night, Teddy.”

“I was so quiet. And fast!”

His mum shrugged. “Your father’s impressive.”

Teddy looked his dad over; the way he had tucked himself as small as possible and kept his paw firmly over his snout. “Are you mad?”

His dad thumped his tail twice.

“Means no,” his mum said, “three is a yes.”

“So can I stay down here, too?”

Remus, again, tapped his tail twice. Teddy deflated as his mum slung an arm around his shoulder. “I don’t even get to stay all night, kiddo.”

“Can I…touch you?” Teddy asked.

Remus looked Teddy over before slowly tapping his tail off the sofa three times.

“Mind the teeth,” his mum said as he reached out and ran his hand over Remus’s head.

His mum stood up. “Alright, up to bed you go.”

Teddy pouted. “Right now?”

“Yes, Teddy.”

“Mum –”

“No arguing.” 

Teddy groaned and turned back to his father. “Goodnight, Da. See you in the morning?” Three taps.

“Let’s go mister,” she said as she pulled him up and steered him to the steps. When they reached the top, she kissed his cheek before handing him his pillow and pointing him towards the steps. “He loves you, Teddy, it’s why he doesn’t want you down there,” she told him gently. “It took ages before he even let me get a peek of him, it’s just how he is.”

Teddy nodded. He knew all of this, of course. She added, “I think it’s the age – it’s softening him.”

They smiled at each other. “He’ll be okay; we’ll make him breakfast,” he said as he started for the steps.

“We will,” his mom agreed as she watched him.

#remadora microfics #remus lupin fanfiction #nymphadora tonks fanfic #teddy lupin fanfiction #nymphadora tonks #remus lupin #nymphadora lupin #teddy lupin #Another teddy-centric one #werewolf!remus #werewolf remus lupin

[flowerpottlady]

God help me James Potter exists

#jily #harry potter #james potter #jily fanfiction #marauders #hp fanfic #sirius black #hp marauders #jily fic #james and lily #lily potter #lily evans #moony padfoot and prongs #remus lupin #jily centric #marauders era #hinny #the life and times #ginny potter

[inkpot-winters]

sorry i haven't been that active on tumblr i've been having breakdowns over the lack of james potter centric fics

#i say as i write a fic that isn't james potter centric #well there are 4 main characters and he certainly is one of them #i’m behind on my writing schedule again #marauders #james potter #regulus black #sirius black #remus lupin #jegulus #wolfstar #wren thoughts

[jegulusfics]

the golden king by maladaptivewriting

word count: 319,416

finished?: No

main pairings: James/Regulus, Remus/Sirius, Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter

warnings: graphic depictions of violence

summary:

When Regulus Black woke up in 1991 after he was supposed to die twelve years prior, he realized two things. One, the locket he had worked so hard to steal had never been destroyed so the Dark Lord was still alive. And two, Harry Potter, James Potter's son, was in danger.

OR

Regulus goes to school with the Golden Trio.

my personal thoughts below

oh my godddddddd i love this fic with my whole heart and soul. you get regulus, sirius, and remus raising harry. you get so much angst. there is so much content. it is one giant slow burn between every pairing. its so fun to read. the author is so great at doing what they do. it goes through the events of the books, but certain things are changed because of regulus, and they are done so well. im just dying for the next update i wont even lie.

#jegulus fic recs #marauders #raising harry #angst #slowburn #seer ron weasley #veela draco malfoy #regulus-black centric #James/Regulus #Draco/Harry #Remus/Sirius #Hogwarts #Jegulus

[jakeway11]

Adding to the long long list of things I cannot forgive J.K. Rowling for is her absolute desecration of the Tonks family.

First of all, Andromeda had the perfect perspective into the inner workings of the cruelty of the Black family, while also being one of the very few to escape and live a long and happy life without them. What does Rowling do with that? She makes her a vaguely referenced caregiver whose only purpose is to raise Tonks and Teddy from afar, her only character development, if any at all, happening through other people who hardly ever acknowledge her.

Nymphadora Tonks herself started off amazingly, though. She was witty, snarky, and free-spirited while also giving dimension to Hufflepuff house as a whole. It almost felt like she could do anything, as regrettably far in the background as she was. She was a metamorphmagus, for God's sake, possibly one of the coolest magical traits in the series. Again, what does Joanne do? Makes her into the same sort of two-dimensional caregiver she made Andromeda. The idea of Tonks maturing and growing into herself after getting married and becoming pregnant could've been amazing. Instead, it felt like all of her character dried up the second there was a man in her life, which is not only aggravating but insanely disappointing.

And don't even get me started on Teddy. This could just be my personal bias (as I very well am biased about this), but he could've been such an integral character beyond his less than a handful of mentions in the series. After killing Remus and Tonks on a sheer whim, she also created a character that mirrored Harry himself in a few ways. Even as a background character, the way he could've become a foil to Harry's development as a man and a father could've done tons for the epilogue as a whole. Knowing Harry's character, he would've never just left Andromeda to care for Teddy on her own. Because of her rushed and ragged manner of writing the epilogue, it was so much duller and tunnel-visioned than it could've been. Teddy became one of the most colorful (no pun intended) and interesting characters due to the fan base making it that way. Without them, the only thing left would've been wasted potential.

Long story short, J.K. Rowling is incredibly lazy as a writer and I'm still evidently very upset about it.

#Sorry for the essay #But writing this must be the place has given me a lot of thoughts and feelings #Teddy-centric fics are a gift to this world and I'll be reading them until the day I die #Also making Teddy STRAIGHT??? AND CIS??? NOT EVEN A HINT OF QUEERNESS TO HIM? Girl we had to do all that shit ourselves #teddy lupin #atyd #harry potter #marauders #remus lupin #this must be the place #hp fandom #tmbtp #max writes

[chaoswithcausation]

Sanders Sides Incorrect Quotes

I did one of these for Virgil a while back and people seemed to like it, so I thought I’d do another one that’s not side-specific. Enjoy!

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Virgil: That's not funny. Remus: I thought it was funny. Virgil: You don't count. You started laughing in the middle of a funeral because you started thinking of a meme you saw on Facebook.

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Janus: I didn’t even realize how sarcastic I was being. It’s starting to become a problem, I think.

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Roman: As usual, Roman has to save the day! Janus: As usual, Janus has to hear about it.

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Roman: But who gets which pencil? Janus: Since they're my things, I get the good one, Logan gets the broken one and you don't get one because fuck you.

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Patton: Isn't it weird that people kill mosquitoes just because they're annoying? Remus: Damn, if people did that to each other, Janus would've killed me years ago.

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Janus, working at McDonald's: Sorry sir, we don't serve a McFuck here, so either you throw that one slice of pickle out or we're gonna have a McProblem.

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Patton: What makes you think it's okay to watch Hannibal given its subject matter? Janus: Sometimes, I watch television shows for entertainment purposes. Remus: Because I condone murder and cannibalism.

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Remus: Are you reading fan fiction? Logan, reading an article about extremely rare diseases: Wh- No. Remus: Oh, is it on AO3? Logan: This is CNN.

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Roman: "It's easy to forget what a sin is in the middle of a battlefield." Logan: Opposite over hypotenuse. Logan: Dipshit.

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*Remus is comforting Janus after Virgil left to join the core sides* Remus: Stop crying because it’s over. Start smiling because Virgil is someone else’s problem now.

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Janus, texting: Patton, will you please go to sleep? Patton, texting back: What makes you think you didn’t just wake me up? Janus, yelling: I CAN HEAR YOU CLAPPING TO THE FRIENDS THEME EVERY TWENTY MINUTES SHUT THE FUCK UP AND GO THE FUCK TO SLEEP! Janus, texting: Just a hunch :) You goin’ to sleep soon? Patton, texting: I’m trying Janus, yelling again: TRY HARDER I HAVE A 5:45 AM MEETING TOMORROW BITCH Janus, texting: Okay, don’t stay up too late or you’ll be cranky :)

#One of my friends is somewhere on this hellsite looking at sanders sides incorrect quotes #And I intend to find them #but instead of giving them my url I’m doing it this way so that it’s like a game #also this turned out to be kind of janus centric oops lmao #janus sanders #remus sanders #virgil sanders #logan sanders #roman sanders #patton sanders #sanders sides incorrect quotes #incorrect sanders sides quotes #incorrect sander sides #ts incorrect quotes #tss incorrect quotes #I used a bunch of incorrect quote tags bc I don’t know which one(s) my friend’s on #anyways all quotes were gotten from the perchance incorrect quotes generator #and I think that’s enough tags now lol

[easternlonging]

likeafunerall's remus and james are the men i would do anything for

#the last remus centric post? the bad moon one? grgdjfsgnnngrrrggf

[iurissi]

hey! i wrote this series, im currently still adding too. (all the published works in it are complete.) the first two are basically general platonic barty and james interaction and stuff

the third tho is very pre-killerchaser

all are writen in barty's pov. so if your looking for barty centric fics then these are for you!

#killerchaser #barty x james #barty crouch jr #james potter #marauders #slytherin skittles #ao3 fanfic #marauders fic rec #james potter fic rec #barty crouch jr fic rec #mary x lily x pandora #marylily #pandalily #wolfstar #marauders era #sirius black #remus lupin #the marauders #barty crouch jr centric

[sanderssidesaddamsfamily]

a library visit

a visit to the library … and a lil smooch

#sanders sides #sanders sides addams family au #patton sanders #logan sanders #logicality #remus sanders #logicality centric #janus sanders #first kiss fic #getting together

[oli-lunar-module]

My Favorite Fanfictions I’ve Been Reading Lately.

please be cognizant of the Trigger Warnings the authors give in each of these stories 

All The Young Dudes by MsKingBean89 (completed)

You know her and you love her. I actually started this fic in early 2021 and absolutely devoured the first 150 chapters. I stopped because I was really busy and then I didn’t come back to it because I just didn’t want it to end. I finally managed to finish her though!  It’s just absolutely amazing. It follows Remus through the 7 years at Hogwarts and beyond into the war. ATYD is pretty canon compliant except in parts of Remus background, as in the fic he was given to an orphanage at a young age. This story is just  heartwarming but absolutely tragic (honestly mostly tragic). Please, please read it if you are late to the party like me. It is a big commitment at 188 chapters but honestly it flies by because of how good it is.

just lovers (like we are supposed to be) by zzepazariel (completed)

You’ve probably heard of this one by now because of zzepazariel’s Crimson River fame (which I have also not read yet). I really enjoyed this fanfic. It’s a James/Regulus fake dating to real dating story that I really loved. It had a decent amount of angst but lots of fluff to help heal the hurt. This story made me love James even more than I already did, he is just all around very lovely in this. 

Declared False Start by @wanderingdonut (completed)

A modern and muggle world au that is Regulus Black centric with a background wolfstar. Regulus is a swimmer in high school who is dealing with a hard family life and the immense pressures of being an athlete. Usually I’m not super into sports related things, but I found this fic to be really compelling. It includes Regulus and Sirius reconnecting after many years of being estranged and having to rebuild their relationship. I really enjoyed the portrayal of Reg dealing with the mental health issues he was struggling with, sports trauma, and his parents no-so-great parenting. The mental health issues that Regulus struggles with in this story are very relatable to me which made me love this fic even more. I also hadn’t really read anything with Regulus as a central character until this fic so it was a really good introduction. 

#marauders #harry potter #gay #lgbt #fake dating #mlm #wolfstart #remus lupin #remus x sirius #jegulus #sirius black #atyd sirius #atyd #fanfic #regulus #james x regulus #starchaser #fanfiction #regulus centric #sirius #angst #depression #marauders era #atyd remus #all the young dudes

[asnarkyandironicusername]

Day 14 of @remadoramicrofics - Triptych

Remus sneezed as he brought the last of the boxes downstairs. Dora was on a work training for the weekend and he had promised to have the attic cleaned by the time she came back. Teddy sat in the living room surrounded by the boxes that Remus had carried down. Some were full of Dora’s things from her parents’ house, others contained Teddy’s old baby clothes and such, at least two were things of Sirius’s that Remus had taken after he had fallen through the veil, and the rest were brought over from his cottage in Yorkshire. Most of his stuff was from school, things he had packed up on Halloween and never looked at again, but he knew there were a few things he could get rid of and with a little reorganizing he was certain he could condense some of the boxes.

“Well, Ted, I suppose we should dig in.” He grabbed a box labeled in his neat scrawl ‘Teddy, Clothes 0-12’ and found what he was certain was every onesie his child had ever worn during the first year of his life. Remus sorted through them, pulling out any that were horribly stained or hadn’t held up well; Andromeda insisted she wanted them to make a quilt.

“Da,” came his son’s squeaky voice, “Wha’ this?”

He looked over to find Teddy standing over his trunk from school. In it, he had packed as many photos and memorabilia as he could, deciding they were less likely to face water damage. “I’m not sure, bring it here.”

Teddy toddled over and Remus pulled him up onto his lap. In his hands, he held a triptych, each panel holding a photo of the Marauders. “This is your uncle Sirius,” Remus said softly, “He was Harry’s Godfather. And this,” he said as he pointed to a boy who looked shockingly like Harry, “is your uncle James. He’s Harry’s father. They were friends of mine at school.”

Remus couldn’t make himself introduce his son to Peter, but the boy just seemed content to listen to the story. He pointed to a much younger Remus. “Tha’ you,” he said proudly. Remus nodded.

The first panel showed them all crouched on James’s bed, fingers pressed to their lips in a shushing motion. “You know how Da’s a werewolf?”

Teddy nodded, throwing his head back and howling, a trick Dora had accidentally, or so she claimed, taught him. “Yes, yes, aroo. Well, I have to go away once a month, so my friends in Hogwarts, James and Sirius, decided that they wanted to go away with me, so they became Animagi.”

“Wha’ tha’?” Teddy asked, still focused on the changing photos.

“Someone who can turn into an animal and back,” he explained.  “James became a stag, Sirius became a great black dog, and Peter became a rat,” Remus said, finding himself spitting the last word almost painfully. He pointed to the first panel. “We took this one the night they started the process. They had to keep a single Mandrake leaf in their mouth for an entire month and then make a potion out of it. Then they had to wait, say an incantation, and then drink the potion.”

He pointed to the second panel. They were all soaking wet, dripping onto the floor of the common room, but their proud grins showed bright. “We took this the night they finished it. There was a terrible storm that night – everyone but us had bunkered down.”

The last panel featured them in the infirmary. The three boys surrounded Remus, who lay on the bed but was uninjured, for once. James was ruffling his hair in the photo. “This is after the full moon the first time they came with me. After that, they came every time,” he recalled.

Teddy took the triptych from his father and folded it closed before reopening it, watching the pictures move. Remus smiled fondly at his son, but jumped when he heard the front door slam. “Where are my boys?” Dora called.

“In Here,” Teddy said excitedly, popping up and racing towards his mother.

“Dora,” Remus said, “Y-you’re early. I was – we were just getting to –”

“Well, after three broken bones and a pretty major concussion due to unsafe equipment, they sent us home early. I don’t exactly remember asking you to make a bigger mess,” she teased as she pecked him on the cheek. “And just what is my little guy up too?”

She scooped Teddy up, who giggled and showed her the triptych. “Look, Da’s friends.”

Dora stared down at the photos. “Did he tell you who they were?”

Teddy nodded triumphantly. “James and Si’ius. They an-ani-anima-”

“Animagi,” Remus supplied.

“How lovely,” Dora said, giving Remus a soft smile. “Well, I think we better see if we can find any more of his friends…and maybe some of mine,” she said as she set Teddy back on the floor.

She pulled Remus into a hug as they heard him tear into another box. “I’m glad you introduced them,” she said.

“They’d have loved him…and you,” Remus told her.

#remadora microfics #Technically this is more Teddy & Remus centric but Teddy doesn't exist without remadora so it counts #remus lupin fanfiction #remus lupin #nymphadora tonks #teddy lupin #remus x nymphadora #remus x tonks #Remus has complicated feelings about Peter #Tonks is a packrat and you can't convince me otherwise #Might turn this into a longer Mauraders-centric fic idk

[flowerpottlady]

A Turning Point

Chapter 5

He looked around the table, meeting Sirius’ earnest eyes, apprehension was written all over Peter, and with an approving nod from Remus. James ran head first, “lads, you cannot repeat this to anyone.” And that was the Marauder’s oath, they all knew it, whenever someone uttered those words they would take the secret to the grave.

“We were with Dumbledore yesterday.”

There was a heavy silence for a moment, Remus broke the tension, eyebrows high on his forehead. “Kinky.”

James chuckled, relief flooding him, “thanks for that Moony.”

Silence again, and then Sirius took the serious route, “so… you met with Dumbledore yesterday?”

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[ganseythethrd]

retreating from my private twitter reading account to say that the marauders is a huge fucking fandom now tell me why i cant find any filo socmed aus

#like where are all the filipinos #where is everyone. i cant be the only one #imagine filipino jily and wolfstar #imagine the humor #you cant do this to me #marauders #jily #wolfstar #IM BEGGINGGGG #while we're here does anyone know any jily fics where lily realizes her feelings for James too late. like he gets sick of being rejected at #every turn and just. stops #the angst people the angst #still need it to be jily centric tho #ok thats it mwah #lily evans #james potter #remus lupin #sirius black