I have a nothing here, I promise it's fluff, kind of soft wolfstar, I didn't re-read it after writing because it's late, I'll fix it and post it on ao3 probably tomorrow but well
625 words of soft wolfstar and no title because I have one brain cell and it's not working
"Sirius?" Remus kneels down next to them with a soft smile on his face. "Sirius, what's up?"
They had run away from the dinner table and Remus decided to look for them after waiting for about an hour. He already knew where they'd be, they always go to the river next to their cottage when they're feeling upset, they say that the sound of the water and the smell of the trees help ground them.
They have some tells from when they're upset. That's the first one: running away to be alone in the forest, as if they're trying to become one with the Earth. He looks to their feet just to be sure. Barefoot. As always. Remus speaks softly. "Sirius, it's cold."
"I know," they answer equally softly, pointing at the fallen leaves from late autumn and early winter. The whole place is a mix of colours. Brown, yellow, orange… It's a beautiful time of the year, when all the leaves have fallen and created an auburn blanket over the ground. "Feels good, though."
"You're going to get sick."
Sirius huffs a small laugh, a lovely sound, really. Sirius' laugh is as smooth as they are, their voice feels like velvet in Remus' ears. "We don't get sick from feeling cold."
"Right, but you still might hurt your feet, the cold can burn you."
They roll their eyes and don't move, making Remus sigh and sit down next to them on the fallen tree trunk. They feel cold to the touch, but he decides against mentioning it, he knows they know they're feeling cold, but they probably need it.
They fall quiet, listening to the running of the water and the wind howling through the trees.
"Sirius, what happened?"
"The forest looks nice this time of the year, doesn't it? It's calming."
"It is…" He smiles, remembering all the good times he and his friends lived in that forest. It's been a while since they were all together. Too long for his liking. He sighs and speaks with a strained voice. "You miss them, don't you?"
Sirius lets out a pitiful noise that makes Remus' heart clench, it's almost like a whimper and he just knows they'll cry soon. "Every day."
"I do too."
"You do?"
"Yeah, nothing's the same without them, is it?"
They shake their head, resting their head on Remus' shoulders and releasing a shaky breath. "Will it get better? Can we just go on without them here?"
Remus smiles sadly and shakes his head, kissing Sirius' forehead. "It'll be fine. We'll be fine."
"I miss them, Moony."
"Pete's visiting us in a couple of days, focus on that, yeah?"
"I love him, Remus, you know I do…" They don't have to finish their sentence, he knows what they mean. Peter is a marauder and a best friend, but Peter's not James or Regulus. Peter's a best friend, James and Regulus are family. Blood or not, they're the only family that never betrayed them.
"It'll be fine, Sirius, I promise it'll be fine." He sighs. "You get used to missing the ones you love. When all that's left is the memories you have, you need to stick with that. If that's all you've got, then you need to focus on that."
"But Moony, it's… I can't. I can't."
"Sirius, love, you have to, that's all you can do," he kisses them tenderly, a small kiss just to show them he's there. "Besides, they'll be back soon."
"It's a month. A month, Remus."
Remus laughs softly. "James said he'll be here before the full moon, it's only two more weeks."
"But, Moony–"
"It's their honeymoon, Padfoot. Let them enjoy it, I'm sure they miss you too, but let them enjoy each other for a while."
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*the marauders in the common room playing spin the bottle*
remus: no i am not playing this game.
sirius: oh come on moony, just spin the bottle.
james: yeah come on moony.
remus: *sighs heavily and spins the bottle*
sirius: *is hoping it lands on him*
*the bottle lands on christopher barley*
sirius: *stands and dramatically falls over and spins the bottle again*
*the bottle lands on james*
sirius: fuck the fucking bottle, kiss me remus
*they kiss and live happily ever after*
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[sirius' initial over-dramatic reaction to jegulus]
Sirius: –i dont even know what to say to you Reggie and James?! you stupid motherfucker, I just never expected this–
Remus: *under his breath* ...brotherfucker
Sirius: –from you, I'm honestly at a loss for words. How cou–
Sirius:
Sirius:
Sirius:
Sirius: what?
Remus:
Remus:
Remus: *shifting awkwardly**clears throat* ...i um... i said... brotherfucker...
Sirius:
Sirius:
Remus: ...because–
Sirius: *cold* yeah no i got it. i got it, thanks.
Remus:
Sirius:
Remus:
James: *incredulous*...really?!
Remus: *hands up in surrender* my bad!
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Remus: Babe, why are you staring at Regulus' cat?
Sirius: Are you sure that's a cat, Remus?
Remus: Uh, yeah? Sirius, what else could it be other than a cat? It has four paws, whiskers, a tail, black fur, a cat's eye-
Sirius: No like... what if it's Regulus?
Remus:
Remus: Regulus is not an animagus
Sirius: He's just trying to taunt me
Remus: *facepalms* No, Sirius. Regulus is literally shopping with James-
Sirius: Moony it's him. He's trying to compete with me I swear.
Remus: Sirius, you're going craz-
Sirius: I'll prove it. He wants to compete with me? I'm turning into Padfoot.
Remus: Oh my god, Sirius- STOP CHASING REGULUS' POOR CAT!?
Regulus and James walk in with bags of groceries
Regulus: *reaches out for his wand* WHY IS SIRIUS CHASING MY CAT?
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LISTEN, listenlistenlisten. james will never hate sirius. he cannot breathe without him. he cannot eat without him. he cannot sleep. they are all wrapped up in one another - blood and bones and gore. but. BUT. i will never believe any telling of the prank in which james does not lose it on him. not for some moral reason, not for something so trivial as sirius doing the wrong thing. but because, in that moment, sirius violates the most sacred thing to james. his boys. his family. the four of them. it has nothing to do with right or wrong or snape being, or not being, killed. it has to do with the betrayal of remus. of this thing. this thing between the four of them - this home, this hearth, this fire that warms our skin and lights our way. it is meant to be the most important. it is meant to be sacred. james would die for it. he would kill for it. he would eat himself alive for it. and he believed - in his heart of hearts - he believed that sirius felt the same. and then. AND THEN. im sorry but there is no way that james shrugs that off. i mean this betrayal is biblical. blood of my blood. bone of my bones. how could you do this? and more than making him question sirius, it makes him question himself, does he even know himself? what kind of person is he? he flicks through a thousand memories, picking them apart, for all the moments where he let remus down. let peter down. his world is shaken by this. he will never hate sirius. he will always let him back in. always forgive him eventually, because he cannot live without him. but the prank is a bruise that never heals. that they, all four of them, press on every once and a while. to remind themselves what a sharp blade love is.
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