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chaoticfandomgirly · 3 months
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Remus introduces James to Football...
Remus: *pointing to the T.V. screen as he explains the games rules*
James: You mean to tell me, that people run for hours around a lawn chasing a ball to a net on the opposite end for fun?
Remus: It's kind of like quidditch.
James: *offended* Let me tell you, flying is nothing like running...you understand? And we have more than one ball ! It's way more fun when you have more than one ball. I will never! Ever! Play football which is a mockery to a poor imitation of quidditch!
Remus (who doesn't care much for sports anyways) : Jeez...OK
Later
Regulus: *Casually mentions having a crush on a Ronaldo as a child because Sirius "forced" him to watch muggle sports*
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James to Remus (on his knees) : I beg you to teach me about the ways of this so called muggle sport which you refer to as football. Take my soul but make me a master of this art! I can't lose the love of my life to this game.
Remus (pushing James away and running away): I don't play football James!
James (chasing Remus in near tears): Moooonyyy Stooppp!
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mimifreed · 1 year
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Tragic
"Moony!"
Remus perked up from the spot where he'd been lounging on the sofa as Sirius shouted his name again from the bathroom. The third time it was called, there was a bit of hysteria in Sirius’ voice and Remus finally peeled himself from the comfort of his blanket and novel to see what the commotion was about. 
There were only a few bathroom-related things that could make Sirius sound so confused and horrified. For good measure, Remus grabbed a bucket and plunger from the storage cupboard, picturing what must be an overflowing toilet. 
He pushed open the bathroom door to find Sirius nose to nose with the mirror, water dripping off his hair onto the floor, a towel draped around his waist.
“Sirius, are you okay? What’s—”
“No. I am not okay. Look at this!” Sirius stepped back from the mirror, waving wildly toward his face. “What the fuck is this?!”
Remus stifled a laugh, setting the bucket and plunger on the floor. “That, my love, is what I believe us mortals call a pimple.”
“I have never in my life had to deal with this,” Sirius said, voice edging further into hysteria as he prodded the barely noticeable red blemish between his eyebrows. 
Remus snorted, “How tragic.”
“This is serious, Moony.”
Remus shook his head and opened the drawer on his side of the sink, pulling out a packet of pimple patches. “Cover it with these, it should do the trick.”
word count: 243 @wolfstarmicrofic
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jaratedeguadalupe · 1 year
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Patton and remus are REALLY good with kids I can imagine them starting a babysitting gig together 
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todayimfour · 7 months
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Rewatching sandersides with my roommate... we just got to the Remus episode at 8am after watching all night :3
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lunapwrites · 8 months
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When I say that Remus was likely a chaotic child, I would like to point to the home video of the first time I (a normally quiet and bookish child) went skiing for the first time ever at the age of 6. Making my way slowly down the bunny slope, focused intently on my "pizza" shape, making my little turns... and then suddenly crouching down into a little ball, straightening my skis, and rocketing down the hill as fast as my little body could go lol. And that's just the sort of energy that I think Remus has in general (but especially when he was little.) Scoping out the situation cautiously, following all the rules and guidelines he was given, and then - once he feels he has a handle on things - thinking fuck it, gotta go fast and impulsively flinging himself headfirst off the nearest metaphorical cliff lmao.
(The narration was a journey, going from my parents cheering me on to uh oh to dropping the camera and taking off after me to make sure I didn't kill myself, and yeah that's about the energy Lyall brings to the party I think.)
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Imagine a Jegulus pushing daisies au
James is a bashful piemaker with a secret - he can bring anything back from the dead with one touch, but send it back to being dead forever with a second touch.
Regulus “Reg” Black has dreamed all his life of running away from his parents and find his brother, but when he finally leaves home, he is murdered and thrown off the side of a ship.
James and private investigator Remus Lupin have a racket that involves James bringing people back to life long enough for Remus to find out how they died and “solve” the crime, but when James finds that Reg, his childhood sweetheart (and best friends/ employee’s brother), is their next client, he can’t bring himself to send him back to the dead. Thus, James and Regulus begin a relationship that is marred by the fact that they can never touch, but their adventures in solving murders, baking pies, and raising bees almost make up for their lack of physical contact. Almost.
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violetthistle1 · 2 months
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 *Albus pays an unexpected visit on Remus after Sirius escaped Azkaban and asks a favor*
"I know the job comes with certain…”
“Perils?” Remus supplied when Dumbledore trailed off. 
“I was going to say challenges.”
Remus laughed, because it was ridiculous. The position was cursed, everyone knew it. You would have to be desperate to take that job. Aren’t you though? Desperate?
“I know it’s asking a lot, but it would only be for a year. I know you are more than capable of the position, that’s not a question.”
“Isn’t it?” Remus couldn’t help but ask. He didn’t exactly have any teaching experience. His last four jobs were minimum wage and had each ended in less than three months.
“Of course not! You came top of your class in the subject, and your practical experience is extensive. You survived the war, you survived the pack.”
Remus cleared his throat and glanced at Grant. He didn’t talk to Grant about the war. He didn’t talk to anyone about the war. “My greatest achievement. I survived.” He took another gulp of tea. It burned his tongue. He didn’t flinch. 
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Desperate for a Reason, excerpt 9
A Prequel chapter to Dignity be Damned
https://archiveofourown.org/works/53697217
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lilyflxwers · 1 year
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james is helping sirius dye his hair whilst remus is downstairs in the library studying so they can’t get in trouble
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soysaucevictim · 2 years
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Yet more Gymrat!AU snapshots I want to fic about later.
Remus is such a workplace hazard - yet he’s just too damn good at it to be fired.
(He has flung/dropped a coil of soldering wire and/or hot iron and/or molten solder all over himself and the workbench. On multiple occasions.)
Logan can say one thing, it’s never a dull moment. :,D
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enbysiriusblack · 2 years
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"You know what we should do?" Sirius said, walking out the bathroom.
"Herd a goat into the castle and put it in the library?"
Sirius grinned, "Excellent idea, Wormy, we shall get on that right away. But no, that's not it-"
"You aren't letting a goat run rampage in the library", Remus groaned, rubbing the sides of his forehead.
James nodded, "yeah, Moony's right. We should put an illusionment charm on the books so Pince thinks we destroyed them while they're actually safe."
Peter sighed, "That makes it less fun. Pince banned me from the library again just because I accidentally doodled in one of her books. she deserves her books ruined."
Sirius swung their arm round Peter, "Exactly! How's Pete meant to study? He's going to fail all his exams and have no future all because of her!"
James gasped in equal mock outrage, "How dare she!"
Remus rolled his eyes, "Pince doesn't actually own the books, you know."
Peter clutched her hand to their heart, "Are you saying you don't care about my future, Moony?"
"Yeah, Moony! Choosing books over a friend, how dare you."
"Okay! Fine! We can do it. But since she doesn't own the books anyway, we're using James' illusion idea. and you're helping me take out all the books I need for the rest of the year before we do it, because she will know it was us."
Peter grinned widely, "Knew you wouldn't say no, Moony.... so, do you want to be the one to get the goat?"
"I am not touching that goat", he grimaced.
Sirius kicked James lightly, "Prongs here can do it. They're like animal cousins, with the little horns."
"Hey! My horns will be mighty once fully grown in! Wormy and you can go hassle the goats since it was your idea."
"What about it, Wormtail? Fancy a romantic date; us, the scottish hills, a herd of vicious goats?"
"Oh, Padfoot. I thought you'd never ask."
James turned to Sirius, "What was original dea, anyway?"
"Oh! Just that we should wait to eat breakfast in Hogsmeade this weekend instead of the great hall."
Remus snorted, "We really went from an innocent idea about breakfast, to destroying the school's library books and scarring the librarian."
"We like a healthy duality in our lives."
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padfootastic · 2 years
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I think a lot of mischaracterization of Sirius started with OOTP- we are told constantly in that book that he's childish and reckless and I think some popular fanfics took that and ran with it (also the trope of a fun uncle is popular and Sirius slots in there well.) I don't think he's been re-interpreted to the same extent as other characters because a lot of fans seem to conceive of Sirius more in terms of his relationships with others rather than as a character on his own, I have noticed.
hello anon! i rly appreciate this input because it does make sense. throughout ootp, sirius gets a *very* different rep. and i’ve been talking about this in a server- but his regression as compared to him in gof is so obvious and so heartbreaking. there’s very real reasons for why he became more broody, why he snapped once at harry, but all of that being boiled down into ‘childish prank-loving idiot’ makes it even worse.
and the part about him being conceived in terms of his relationships is really interesting too! i know i’m definitely guilty of that with how much i harp on about james and sirius, and the whole moral compass thing (that i kind of ran away with lol i promise i have more nuance re that than i usually show) so i can see how that affects who he is and diminishes his core traits as well.
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haveyouseenmymuse · 2 years
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thinking about a marauders motorsport au where James and Sirius, best friends since their karting days, are now teammates in a junior formula series, Remus is one of their race engineers who is also a university student, Peter is a mechanic for James's car, and Lily is the team's media & PR manager who's done with everything. There'll be more characters in the team but I haven't thought everything through yet.
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fluffmecall · 2 months
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marauders at hogwarts when it didnt snow one year
sirius: im borred, i wish we could go sledding
remus: for the last time, stop complaining and find something else to do
james: i have an idea!
lily, remus, regulus, dumbledor, the portaits, all of hogwarts, the sun, the clouds, the lake, the giant squid, the walls, peter, all life to ever have walked the earth, the dementors in azkaban, merlin from his grave, the founders of hogwarts's rotting corps's: oh no.
sirius: oh?
james: lets use our mattresses and sled down the moving staircases
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myfictionaldreams · 6 months
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Day 22: Bondage - Poly!Marauders
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Summary: Trying something new, you trusted your boyfriends as they restrained you in the middle of an empty classroom
Tags: 18+ readers only, smut, bondage, restraints with ropes, eyemask, anonymous sex, mouth gag, dom/sub, edging, nearly caught, free-use (kinda), creampie, subspace, aftercare
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It had taken nearly half an hour to set up. James undressed you slowly, chilling you to the bone as the emptied classroom did little to provide warmth. Remus positioned your body to allow Sirius to begin intricately moving his wand, directing the rope into unique knots he’d been practising for today.
They used a rickety old desk with numerous burn marks from past students' experiments having gone wrong on the top, but this was the base for where you would be leaning your weight. Your chest was pushed over the surface, so you were bent over. Each of your ankles was tied to the floor, giving no space to move from how your legs are spread, giving the boys the perfect view of your intimate areas. Your arms are awkwardly positioned behind your back and then the thick rope slithered and wound around your body, delicately between your breasts so they both are perked until you are utterly and thoroughly strapped to the desk with no means of escape.
Despite the odd angle and the sensation of the rope, it was surprisingly comfortable, especially as your head was left to dangle off the edge of the desk and had free movement.
“How’s this position feeling?” James asked, squatting down so that you could look him in his hazel eyes.
“It’s good, Sirius did a great job”, you respond with a grin and, earning a satisfied whoop from Sirius.
“Good. Now tell me what you need to do if you want to use your safeword”, James asked with caution, lacing his tone.
“Shake my head or tap my fingers three times”.
“Good girl”, Sirius praises from where he stood out of your line of vision, but you could feel the journey his fingers were taking down your spine, between the ropes. “Now, it’s time to say bye-bye”.
This was all part of the plan. First, they placed a ball gag into your mouth, Remus doing so delicately before kissing your temple and easing the silk eye mask to cover your vision. All you were left to depend on was your hearing as you listened to them walking away and out the door.
Alone, you attempted to try and move, testing the restraints, and all it did was tighten around your body, the rough material burning slightly from the friction. Everything seemed to be much louder, from the creaking of the ropes to your own breathing; it was all emphasised as you tried to listen for the door opening again, but you were unsure who it would be. This was the idea for today's antics, somewhat anonymous sex but with your boyfriends, bound and gagged, for them to come and touch and fuck without getting caught.
It was exhilarating, blood pumping with adrenaline, which helped to keep you warm as you waited patiently, a pulse forming between your thighs for what was about to happen.
The door creaking open was your first sign of someone else in the room. You stopped breathing to try and listen more closely to the steps, but you could not decipher who had walked through the door. The ropes strained more as you attempted to shift your position, to prepare for what was to come, and already forgetting how thoroughly you were tied down, so all you managed to do was stay entirely still.
The zipper unfastened was almost deafening with how loudly it echoed around the classroom; all you could tell was that whoever it was was directly behind you. He did not touch you with his hands; the first touch from his body was the tip of whoever's cock had just been released from the confines of his trousers.
Your breath hitched as he swiped his hardness up and down your folds, adding extra pressure onto your clit that had your body tightening in tension and then relaxing with the pleasure that came from the stimulation. The lewd sound of your wetness being rubbed against had the tips of your ears warming, but you couldn’t contemplate the embarrassment as you slowly were penetrated.
You gasped, but it was muffled by the round plastic ball shoved in your mouth, holding your tongue to the bottom of your mouth and making saliva challenging to swallow that it was already beginning to dribble down your chin. It was blissful, that first stretch and burn that came with it, the wider your hole became, clasping around the cock like it was your body's lifeline.
The desk creaks under the weight of the movement of your body, especially as more warmth crowds your lower back as your boyfriend begins to lean their weight over you, pressing their hands into the desk on either side of your hips. Using that as leverage, he began to fuck you with hard, deep strokes.
Your head fell forward, fully dangling off of the edge. The entire experience was disorientating, not knowing which cock was inside of you. Either way, you loved it; even the ache building in your shoulders from the awkward angles of your arms couldn’t fault the overwhelming pleasure through your body.
Your moans increased in pitch, the fire in your abdomen blazing as he kept fucking and fucking until you thought it couldn’t feel any better; the urge to scream out with your orgasm was overwhelming. Until that is, the very thing giving you pleasure decides to vacate its warm home as the cock pulls out completely. Your cunt fluttered as you groaned with agony and frustration as the orgasm disappeared before reaching its full potential.
Only after you had calmed enough to stop whining that the cock fucked into you again, chasing their pleasure until their thrusts halted and warmth filled deep inside your cunt as their cum spurted into you. They stayed inside of you until their cock had softened. You wish you could have seen them, surprised they hadn’t even made a noise through it all, as each of your boyfriends was usually quite vocal as they ejaculated.
Whoever it was, leaves without so much as a ‘thanks for a good fuck’, as all you're left with is the obscene drip of the cum oozing out of your vagina and onto the stone floor. It matches the same noise of the saliva dripping down your chin and onto the floor, creating a tiny puddle.
The door opens and closes again, the similar steps as before, a zipper and then a cock pushing in. You gasped just as lewdly as before, especially as your arms were tugged by whoever was fucking you, using your roped hands as something to hold onto as he fucked.
You were once again lost in pleasure. Anonymous sex with one of your boyfriends, bound, gagged, edged with each orgasm that threatened to become a reality. You were so close to cumming twice, your clit swollen and throbbing, and yet, you had to continue the endurance of not being able to cum. He would simply pull his cock out, take a step back and then continue once you’d calmed down enough.
You were close to begging, not that they would be able to understand what you were moaning about around the gag ball.
Just as the thrusting increased in strength, cock smacking into your cervix with the power behind it, did the door suddenly burst open.
“Someone is coming!” You could not tell who had spoken as you felt dizzy and fuzzy through the edging and bondage play. All you knew was that the pleasure had disappeared, and a hand was cupping your cheek. “I’m going to cover you in the invisibility cloak, but you need to stay quiet for us”.
The weight and warmth of the cloak were welcomed, giving you something to ground you in the moment, bringing you back to what was happening and moving past just throughs of cock and orgasms. Shit, you thought, someone was close to catching you all. Of course, this was all the thrill that came with fucking in a somewhat public space, but the realities of it had dread pooling in your stomach uneasily. Especially as you had no means of escape, thoroughly stuck in the position with no way out, or even seeing where anyone else was.
“Boys? What are you doing here?” came the lovely, soft voice of your best friend, Lily.
“Why are you snooping around, Evans? Can’t three boys be revising without any interruptions?” James responded sarcastically from where he stood in front of you from the sounds of it.
“You revising… in a dusty old classroom… You really make everything sound suspicious without even trying. And anyway, I was just on my rounds as head girl, and I spotted you hiding outside the door; of course, I’m going to follow and-” Lily pauses, taking a moment to think before asking with accusation thick in her voice. “Where is she?”
“Where is who?” Sirius asks, from bedside James.
“You know who I’m asking about, Sirius. Where you three are, she usually is, so where is she?” Lily asks, obviously referring to your whereabouts.
“I don’t know who you are talking about. Do you know who she’s talking about, Prongs?” Sirius asks James casually with a hint of arrogance.
“Hmm, I’m not sure. Hello? Anyone else in here?” James shouts around the room, obviously not getting a response and earning a very sincere eye-roll from Lily. “Nope, not in here. Maybe whoever it is that you’re looking for is in the common room”.
Lily gives an exacerbated sigh, “Whatever, I won’t ask any more questions. Just make sure whatever it is you’re doing doesn’t lose us any house points”.
“Nothing like that is happening, I promise you that, Lily”, Remus answers, stepping forward and gently easing Lily out of the room. A few dreadful minutes pass before the warmth of the cloak disappears, and you’re nuzzling into a palm cupping your face. “Are you ok?” Remus asks gently, moving both hands to your face and tenderly stroking your cheekbone with his thumb.
You nod your head as you answer that you are ok. “Good. Do you want to continue?” Once more, you’re nodding your head, yes. You mewl slightly as Remus’ hands leave the comfort of your face, and then two footsteps are heard leaving the door.
You’re left in the room with one of them, but once more, you’re unsure who it was that was circling around your body. Two fingers then swiped down your pussy, making you jolt in your restraints as they push in. You’re drenched from the side of it, and for once, they don’t stop until you orgasm, curling into that beautiful, sensitive spot within.
You were shivering through the orgasm, eyes clenching tightly closed, even though you were still covered in the eye mask. The waves of pleasure continued as a cock was replacing the fingers; from the size and feel of it, it was the same person as before you’d been interrupted by Lily.
He continued the pace as fiercely as before, your body now humming with pleasure and adrenaline and slipping further into the submissive space you enjoyed so much. Especially as you were restrained and putting your complete trust in your three boyfriends, it was easy to feel more vulnerable and submissive like this.
You came again as your boyfriend also finished, his hot seed joining the previous man as your walls milked him of every single drop in tight, clenching waves of pleasure.
By the third person, your body is past aching and is not hurting. Pins and needles run up and down your limbs, the rough rope is rubbing against your delicate skin, and you're slightly light-headed due to the position your head is hanging.
The cock filled you completely, lubed by your juices and two other men as it entered you to the brim. Your pussy is throbbing and slightly overstimulated from the orgasms and fucking. The moans are hoarse, jaw aching just as badly as your restrained limbs from being kept open with the ball gag. Your eyemask was damp around the yes from where you’d cried in euphoria. It was all so fucking good but verging on being too much.
With the constant stimulation from whoever was fucking your pussy, it felt like the pulses of your orgasm didn’t want to settle, so you were left with that heightened sensation. But, then, a firm hand was holding yours behind your back, which was an odd sensation due to the pins and needles, but it was your only sign that you were able to be full once more as he breathed out a heavy sigh and came.
The hand he’s holding is released as he eases himself out of you carefully, zipping himself up before whistling to notify the others who enter immediately.
The eye mask is removed first by Sirius, who is now kneeling in front of you. Your eyes are closed, but wetness lines the lashes, which he quickly wipes, cradling your face so he can look at you properly.
“Hey, sweetheart, you with us?” The way he talked so gently to you made your heart beating harder with love, helping you draw your tension away from the pain and to him. Nodding your head, he praised you, delicately kissing the tip of your nose. “You did so good for us; we’re so proud of you. We’re just going to remove your gag and the ropes. We’ll be as careful as we can”.
Nodding your head in understanding, Sirius unbuckles the gag from between your lips, spit coating the plastic. He carefully massages your jaw, helping you to shut it, and you now realise just how dry your throat was as you take a second to try and coat your mouth and swallow a few times to relieve the burn. With the back of his sleeve, Sirius cleans your mouth, chin and throat of any spit that had dribbled out.
Remus and James ease the ropes from your body, starting with your arms. You shout out in pain at feeling the material's roughness, and even though it was nice to have movement back, your joints and muscles were aching, so any movement caused pain. Remus thankfully used his significantly warm hands to massage over the soreness.
“Shh, I know it hurts; we’re going to take you to the prefects bathroom and use the bath in there”, Sirius informs you, still cradling your face and talking through the movements.
As the last of the rope from your ankles is unbound, you were scared you’d roll off the desk and onto the floor and for a second, it felt like you were. But, it was actually Remus who had been tilting your body so that he could scoop you into his arms, your head resting tiredly on his shoulders, ignoring the fact that cum was still seeping out of your hole and onto his arm.
“Throw the cloak over us, will you Padfoot?” Remus asks Sirius, who does as instructed.
“I want to sleep”, you whisper, voice breaking with the effort in doing so.
“You can sleep, we’ll look after you”, Remus reassured.
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acewitch-writes · 25 days
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Canon Remus is kind (or at least tries to be)
- He was visibly conflicted and uncomfortable when Sirius and James went after Snape in Snape's Worst Memory.
- Sirius even acknowledges that Remus is kind when he says that they [the marauders] were all idiots in school and then adds, "Well, not Moony so much." He says that Remus was "the good boy" and that he made them feel ashamed of their crueler antics sometimes, and Sirius seemed to appreciate this at least in retrospect. (I feel the need to note that when Sirius said that they were "idiots" he did NOT mean stupid. He was agreeing with Harry that their actions were not always harmless fun and that he is not proud of being a bully in his youth, so don't use this as "canon proof" that Sirius and James were brainless dumbasses)
- He went out of his way to encourage Neville and was everyone's favorite DADA professor
- His smile/expression is described as "understanding" at least a few times throughout the series.
- Molly sobbed in his arms after she had the encounter with the Boggart. He comforted her (somewhat awkwardly) and gave her a handkerchief: “Molly, it was just a boggart,” he said soothingly, patting her on the head. “Just a stupid boggart . . .”
- In OoTP, Remus speaks with a lonely werewolf at St. Mungo's while visiting Arthur: "Lupin strolled away from the bed and over to the werewolf, who had no visitors and was looking rather wistfully at the crowd around Mr. Weasley... (it was to escape an uncomfortable family situation, but still, it was kind of him to recognize that the man was feeling lonely on Christmas and might like some company)
- He reassured both McGonagall and Hermione when they tried to blame themselves for Dumbledore's death.
- Before he learned the identity of the werewolf who infected him, he felt pity for them because he understood how terrible it felt to lose himself to the transformation, and he believed for a long while that this was the case for the werewolf that bit him. He held no resentment towards them until he discovered that he had been purposely infected by Fenrir Greyback. (And even after learning the truth, he never expresses outward resentment or a desire for vengeance)
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ddejavvu · 9 months
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sirius black is such a slut for attention. i like the idea of him CONSTANTLY begging for attention from the reader. like, even if they’re not together, he’s just being annoying asf, poking them, always talking to them, just being dramatic because sirius is nothing if not an attention whore
Talking to Remus is very difficult when Sirius is also in the room. Or rather, in the vicinity, because you're outdoors now, sprawled out on the dewy green grass by the lake. You're laying on Sirius's robes, the red lining soft against your skin as you protect yourself from getting wet. He'd offered his robes up immediately, laying them out over the lawn before you could protest.
"-but it's in chapter three." You enjoy Remus's rapt attention, the way his gold-flecked eyes observe you while you talk about the book you're reading. Not many other people are willing to listen, so Remus is a treat to speak with. "It's a tiny little detail, y'know, but when you get to the plot twist and you look back on the rest of the story, it's like, shit, it was right in front of me the whole time and I never noticed!"
Remus smirks, nodding along, "I love stories like that. There was this one that I read, where-"
"Y/N!" Sirius's voice barks from across the lawn, "Y/N, look!"
You squint against the sun while searching for Sirius's lanky form on the grass. You locate him by the shore of the lake, and you shout back, "I'm looking!"
He skips a stone over the water, and Remus snorts. He's like a toddler, promising an inhuman feat of strength, then opening a water bottle.
"Very impressive, Sirius." You gush, injecting sweetness into your voice that the man deserves. He grins at your praise, and if he were transformed, his tail would be wagging, you're sure of it.
"-anyways. I read this one story - a murder mystery. And the main character steps over a yellow shirt on their floor that they assume belongs to their roommate on the first page. Well come to find out, the victim was wearing a yellow top the night she was taken, but it was gone when she was found. First page, they give it to you, and you just don't notice until-"
"Y/N!"
Remus inhales deeply at Sirius's call, biting the inside of his cheek while you turn to see his friend once more.
"Yes, Sirius?"
"My stone skipped across the pond farther than James's did."
"Well done," You croon, as Remus snickers, "Maybe you should try out for the quidditch team, Sirius. Give James a run for his money."
"Hey!" James snaps incredulously, "You said I was a fantastic player!"
You're happy to take the time that James and Sirius use dissolving into a wrestling match to turn back to Remus, "That book sounds great. I can lend you a 'buried lede' book like that, if you want? One that I haven't spoiled for you."
"I'd love to read it," Remus beams, "I'll be on high alert, though, trying to figure out-"
"Y/N!"
Remus gives up. He groans, smearing a hand down the length of his face, "Never mind!"
"What, Sirius?" You shove gently at Remus's shoulder, fond of his dramatic antics, "What is it?"
Sirius grins at you with dirt smeared against his cheek, and several blades of grass stuck in his mop of hair as he pins James down to the lawn, "I won."
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