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laprettieststar · 3 months

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>>Not mine<<

#the way we all can relate #remus lupin #sassy lupin #marauders #atyd #peter pettigrew #regulus black #sirius black #james potter #lily evans #the marauders era #atyd marauders

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addsalwayssick · 7 months

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Remus commentating on quidditch

Remus: Potter currently is not paying attention to the bloody fucking game as he’s too busy watching Black. Oh and not big black, baby black.

Remus: Baby black- er- sorry- Slytherin seeker misses the snitch by a foot, only missing it because Gryffindor chaser James Potter winked at him.

Mcgonnagal: Remus. That’s not at all what you are supposed to be commenting on this match.

Remus: What do you mean that’s not what I’m supposed to be commenting on? You want me to talk about how fine Sirius’s arse looks in the-

Mcgonnagal: Remus.

Remus: Fine. So we’re like losing 150-140. Because JAMES WONT STOP LOOK AT-

Mcgonnagal: Remus!

Remus: Sorry! Gryffindor beater, not Black- Mckinnon- bats the quaffle away beautifully. Mckinnon is my favorite person on Gryffindor right now.

*Outraged shouts from Sirius and James, and a joyous whoop from Marlene*

#james potter #sirius black #remus lupin #jegulus #sirius #sirius x lupin #regulus and evan and barty #remus and regulus #sirius and regulus #wolfstar #Remus commentator #he’s a sassy guy

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sweetstarryskies · 3 months

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@wolfstarmicrofic | Draught of the Living Death | 685 words

Note: Mature themes and references to sex, nothing explicit

Sirius and Remus are friends. Best friends. Sure, they might hold eye contact longer than necessary. They might be more touchy with each other than with anyone else. Maybe their banter turns flirtatious so quickly they often don’t even realize. But they are just friends. Friends that flirt sometimes.

Sirius is sitting on the couch closest to the fireplace. He is lazily doodling stars and half-crescent moons all around the instructions for the Draught of the Living Death, not paying attention to the homework assignment he’s supposed to be working on with James. James has his Potions book open as well, he is lounging in an armchair, feet resting on the coffee table in front of him. Peter is sitting on the floor, a piece of parchment on the same table, drawing a Mandrake. Sirius looks up to watch Remus who is sitting on the couch with him, book in his lap, back resting against the armrest, legs spread out across the cushions, feet buried under Sirius’ thighs.

James interrupts the comfortable silence: “Do you ever think about our professors having sex?”

“What the fuck, James?” Peter groans, pressing the heels of his hands to his eyes, dropping his feather. Sirius starts cackling and Remus just looks at James, slowly shaking his head. Sirius stops laughing: “Hmmm, honestly, can’t say I have, Prongs. Why? Who would you want to shag out of all of them?” Peter drops his forehand onto the table, mumbling something about being too sober for this conversation. James’ answer comes out a little bit too quickly: “Flitwick.” Sirius nods and hums thoughtfully, Peter sighs and picks his feather back up. Remus looks at Sirius now: “Are you thinking about Minnie?” Sirius stares at him in shock: “Oh, absolutely NOT, Moony. That is revolting. I do have mommy issues, but they do not go that far.” Remus chuckles and looks back down at his book.

“I don’t know,” Peter muses, apparently giving into the others’ nonsense, “I think I could show Minnie a good time.” James throws his head back laughing while Remus is chuckling again. “Oh, please,” Sirius replies, “Pete, you probably think the G-spot is where gangs meet up.” Peter glares at him, head turning red like a tomato. But before he can say anything, James interferes: “And what do you know about G-spots, Pads? Aren’t you ‘as gay as they come,’ like you always say?” The usage of air quotes is accompanied by James’ shit-eating grin. Sirius exclaims, clutching his heart in mock-defense: “Hey! I’ll have you know I’ve had sex with women before my gay awakening.” Remus looks up: “That alone does not speak for your G-spot-finding-abilities,” he deadpans. “Oh, and what makes it your forte, Moony? You’ve never even had sex with a woman, as far as I know,” Sirius replies, smirking back at him.

Before Remus can reply, Peter speaks up: “Actually, I think Moony can make anyone feel good.” Sirius tries to retort something sassy but is caught up by images appearing before his inner eye; ways in which Moony could make someone feel good…

James’ grin widens when he agrees with Pete: “Yeah, Moony can definitely find any and all important spots.” Sirius just scoffs, and feels himself blushing. Remus wiggles his toes that are buried underneath Sirius’ thighs: “See, Pads?” With that grin that makes Sirius’ heart skip a beat. He stares back for a second too long. Flustered, Sirius averts his eyes to his Potions book, trying to think about draughts instead of dicks.

A moment later, he feels Remus shift, sitting up and scooching over to sit next to Sirius, nudging his shoulder: “Awww, Pads, don’t pout.” Remus leans in closer and lowers his voice to speak quiet enough for only Sirius to hear: “Do you need me to make you feel good?”

At that, Sirius gets up very abruptly, snaps his book shut, throws it back at the couch, and stomps over to the staircase. On his way to the dorm, he can practically feel Remus’ eyes on him.

This whole ‘Friends who Flirt-Thing’ was definitely getting out of hand.

#wolfstar #marauders fanfiction #this is my first ever piece of writing i am posting #this is nerv wrecking #remus lupin #sirius black #sirius x remus #idiot wolfstar #i like to think they are all very sassy #remus is just waiting for sirius to crack haha #poor pete #sirius is a little shit #remus is so meannn lol #marauders era #peter pettigrew #james potter #one shot: wolfstar

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takeiteasyonmeimstilllearning · 10 days

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Jigen overlooking the crash sight. Poor jigen believes lupin is dead for sure :_(

the inspo for this frame

#lupin fanart #lupin the third #Lupin III #Daisuke jigen #Jigen #Another key frame in my animatic animation #I've never done an animatic before so bare with me #This will also be my second animation ever and lord walk cycles are so hard #Lupin 3rd #Sassy spaghetti western man misses his silly sticky fingers monkey

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neyney2010 · 4 months

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Lily: Just try going on a date with him!

Remus: No!

Lily: But you said you wanted a serious relationship! he wants one to!

Remus: I said I wanted a Sirius relationship actually...

Lily: ...

Lily: Is that not what I fcking said?

Peter *Who was trying not to get involved*: ... oh fUCK MOONY!!

#harry potter #marauders #marauders era #sirius black #james potter #peter pettigrew #remus lupin #wolfstar #sassy peter pettegrew #platonic moonflower

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yesnoidkiguess · 1 year

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wolfstar pirates au!!

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lexithwrites · 2 months

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Christ I go so feral for too sweet all I imagine is Sirius Black it’s actually a problem at this point

#I’m Remus and I need my Sirius NOW #give me a sassy bitch pls #the marauders #sirius black #remus lupin #wolfstar

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missmarauderbvtches · 1 year

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James to Sirius: are you thinking what I'm thinking?

Sirius: Ye-

Remus: Bold of you to assume he thinks

Sirius:

#wolfstar #incorrect marauders era #incorrect marauders textposts #marauders #sirius black #marauders era #remus is tired #remus lupin #james potter #sirius being sirius #remus being remus #james being james #sirius and james #hilarious #sassy remus #moony #padfoot #moony wormtail padfoot and prongs #prongsie

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neongreenllama · 1 year

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Cherish

@wolfstarmicrofic

cw mentions of sex, nudity, (none of it is explicit or even sexual), excessive use of the word ‘lover’

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Sirius sighed in contentment as he leaned back into the warm water filling the bathtub. He’s had a long, stressful week full of politics and business meetings and loud teenagers. Months, if he thought about it. Years.

But today he had a free day and for once nothing to worry about for the upcoming week, and he intended to cherish every last –

A gentle knock on the bathroom door disturbed the peace and quiet he had built for himself.

He sighed as the door opened a tiny bit, just so a head could poke in.

“Pads? I really need to piss.”

“Come in, don’t mind me.”

Remus entered and closed the door behind him.

“I’m really sorry to disturb your well-deserved bubble bath, but I’d rather not have to go to the garden and be watched by Mrs. Dawson.”

Sirius waved him off. “Eh, I don’t care. What better sound to accompany your relaxing bath than your lover relieving himself.”

He played with his foam for a while with no other sound in the small room than the quiet popping of bubbles. Then he looked up to find Remus giving him a very pointed look, rolled his eyes, and let himself slide down until the water enveloped his head completely, so that his lover could piss in peace. It really was nice and quiet down there, surrounded only by the calming sounds of water. Unfortunately, the bathtub wasn’t big enough to contain him completely, so his knees ended up poking out and quickly getting uncomfortably cold.

Also, he wasn’t a fish, so he did need to breathe sometimes.

He emerged just as Remus was finishing up and bit back all the comments he wanted make because he knew they would not be appreciated. Just as he was about to ask Remus if he would join him, the door swung open again – no knock, he thought he’d raised him better than that – and a rude teenager waltzed in only to stop in his tracks at the sight of them.

Sirius threw his hands in the air.

“Oh, please, come in. Let’s all piss together as a family. What’s privacy anyway?”

“Er …” the rude teenager said.

“I’ll leave you to it,” Remus said and turned to leave.

“No. Stay,” Sirius drew the words out and reached for Remus’s arm to hold him back. “Join me?” he asked with the sweetest voice he could muster and played with the bubbles to lure him in.

The annoying teenager made a disgusted face. “Maybe I’ll just go to the garden, come to think of it. If Mrs. Dawson asks, I’m fertilizing the flowers.”

“No need,” Remus stopped him. “I’ve work to do anyways.”

And then his lover closed the door behind him (gently, not like other people) and he was left with one moody teenager.

“Go on, then. Do your business.” The annoyingly moody teenager did, and Sirius leaned into the warmth one more. “Will you join me, then? We can play battleship like we used to.” He accentuated his speech by splashing the water.

“Ew, no. I’m not sharing a bath with you.”

Sirius shot him a very dirty look. “I liked you better when you were little.”

“I liked you better when I was little too,” the sassy teenager shot back, and Sirius had to put him in his place by splashing the water at him.

In his attempt to duck out of the way (failed. miserably.) he made a mess.

“Ugh. Aim. Jesus fucking Christ, have I taught you nothing?”

“You –“

“Clean that up,” he interrupted before this could be mistaken for a democracy.

The hormonal teenager rolled his eyes but surprisingly did as he was told – probably because he realized how disgusting he was.

“Get my lover for me, will you?” Sirius spoke as he was finishing up and getting ready to leave.

“Eugh! Stop calling him that!” the hormonal monster that came in the deceivingly innocent form of a teenager spat, making a very disgusted face.

“What else should I call him? Boyfriend? We’re not sixteen anymore. Partner? We’re not cowboys.”

“Anything but that, it’s gross. What happened to good old 'Moony'? Or ‘Remus’?”

Sirius ignored his question and frowned. “When did you start thinking our love is gross? When I had to explain to you what sex was because you walked in on us when you were five – “ he kept talking over the loud groan that erupted “– you asked what it’s called and I said ‘It’s called making love’ and you looked at me with such awe when you asked ‘You can make love?’” The door slammed shut but Sirius kept telling the story he’d told a hundred times to the empty room. “And with big eyes you asked me ‘Where do you put all the love that you make?’ My heart melted. And I said ‘We give it to each other.’” He put a hand to his chest where his heart was. “’And sometimes two people make so much love that they make a baby. Like your when they parents made you.’ And you nodded like that made all the sense in the world. You were so adorable.”

Sirius closed his eyes and breathed in the quiet that came after he had finished speaking. Then he dipped his head under water once more, letting himself sit in total peace for a while. When he emerged, Remus had quietly entered the room.

Sirius smiled sweetly at him. “Changed your mind?”

Remus smiled back. “You’re hard to resist. Work can wait.”

Sirius played with his bubbles while Remus got undressed.

“What happened to our cute little Hazza?” he asked into the companionable silence.

Remus huffed as he pulled off his last clothes.

“Hormones,” he answered, confirming Sirius’s suspicion.

He scooted forward so Remus could get in behind him – the only way they fit into the tub.

“I miss little Harry. He was fun. We should have cherished him more.”

“You seem to forget how much he kept us on our toes,” Remus said as folded his long limbs around him. “You have to see the positive side. We get way more time for ourselves now.”

He settled in and Sirius leaned back into his chest, sinking into his lover’s arms and just che –

“What did you do to Harry by the way? He seemed very put out.”

“Nothing! I didn’t do anything! He started it!”

#I can just imagine sirius and remus greeting each other with 'howdy partner!' every time harry is around now #quality family time in the bathroom #parenting struggles #hormonal teenager #sassy teenager harry #wolfstar #wolfstarmicrofic #wolfstar raising harry #sirius black #remus lupin #harry potter #middle-aged mom sirius

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munacy · 1 year

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Thirst

Sorry this took so long everyone! AND THAT IT’S SO LONG. Here's Part 4!! Written for (I just tagged everyone who expressed interest in the continuation, sorry! I can totally untag you if you would like!): @stars-a-n-d-scars @shirablu @b-u-g-g-y @over-under-through1 @colgatebluemintygel @thebisexualswiftie @willow-paniking

Part 1: Ignorance

Part 2: Duck

Part 3: Anticipation

@wolfstarmicrofic

Prompts: lovesick, cupid, hate, darling, regret, affection, admirer, thirst

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Peter loves James dearly, his most fervent admirer, even. But he must admit, he lacks something Sirius has in troves: the ability to be smooth.

In the midst of their plotting, the three of them hear Remus returning to the dorm, and Sirius hisses at James and Peter: "Quick! Laugh as if I've just said something funny!"

Remus opens the door to a laughing group of Marauders, looking charmed and slightly bemused.

"Moony! Come join the fun, we've been wondering as to your whereabouts," Sirius smiles at Remus in a way that Peter can tell Sirius knows looks handsome.

"Ha! Funny that, I was just looking for you in the Hospital Wing. We must have totally blown past each other."

"Yes, well, when you've got one thing on your mind...."

Remus huffs mildly. "And just what were you three giggling about?"

"Oh, y'know. Snogging," cuts in James, according to plan.

"Snogging?"

"Or rather, our piss poor first attempts at snogs."

"Ah yes, mostly we were laughing about Prongs' attempt at snogging Kashmir Anders in Fourth Year," Sirius smirks.

Remus chuckles. "That did go awry, didn't it? He's still got that little scar on his earlobe if you look close."

"Say Moony—" Sirius sounds decidedly casual, and Peter's hairs stand on end, "—Have you ever snogged anyone?"

This is it. Peter can feel it. This is when they solve the mystery of Remus Lupin's sexual orientation.

He grins slyly. "I've snogged my fair share, I'll have you know."

Peter can't take it anymore. Subtlety be damned; he's never had much patience: "But what was in their pants!?"

One could have heard a pin drop in that dorm, but the fury on Sirius' face spoke for itself. Oops.

Remus looks decidedly shy as he answers, completely misinterpreting the question, "Well, I've not gotten quite that far, Pete."

Peter could jump off of the Astronomy Tower.

"Oh, but that reminds me!" Remus starts animatedly. "Part of the reason I was looking for you, Pads, was about Hogsmeade this weekend?"

"It was?" Sirius replies, looking shocked and hopeful.

"Yeah! Funny coincidence, really, I've actually asked Kashmir Anders to go with me, but get this! She says she'll only come if you agree to go with her mate, Opal Hendricks. Did you know she's got a bit of a thing for you? Ah, but of course, everyone does," he chortles good naturedly.

Sirius looks aghast. James looks aghast. Peter doesn't know for sure what he himself looks like, but he's got a suspicion.

"...Why do you all look like that? Look, I know Opal's a bit—”

"I'd love to."

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Sirius is regretting his entire life.

Look, my back was against the wall! he'd argued with James and Peter, who'd lambasted his idiocy. There was no good excuse for me to say no!

He thinks now that any excuse (can't, I'm going to do my own homework for the first time ever and my grandmother's scheduled to die this weekend) would have been better than voluntarily suffering this.

Opal Hendricks is clinging to his arm, and she's truly a vision: dark, curly hair, an even curvier body, and sleepy cornflower-blue eyes, and Sirius feels not a drop of desire for her. There are horrible little cupids, felt hearts, and red crepe paper all around them, even though Valentine's Day is two weeks past, and any sane business owner (which is mutually exclusive to owning Madame Puddifoot's) would have taken the blasted things down.

Far worse is the sight of Remus: he is wearing a fitted crimson turtleneck and a matching beanie with a silly pompom. It brings out the cursed copper tints in his hair and the honey flecks in his eyes. Where have the oversized, patchy jumpers gone? The ones that hide the broadness of Remus' shoulders. Sirius begs for the return of the jumpers. Sirius may faint soon.

And worse yet than all of that is Kashmir Anders. Kashmir, who is blonde and waifish, and soft-spoken, and wears adorable thick-framed glasses, and has legs up to her neck. Kashmir Anders, who is clever, and president of Charms club, and helped Remus master the Banishing Charm.

"Aren't you going to pay any attention to me?" mutters Opal sullenly.

Kashmir, who has absolutely no decency, hanging on to Remus all day, and has kissed his neck no less than two and a half times in this shop alone. Kashmir, who is being called darling by stupid, idiotic, Remus Cunt Lupin.

"Darling, have you figured out what you want yet?" says Remus a little tiredly whilst rubbing his face. The shopkeeper has been by a few times now, with an increasingly impatient "I'll come back later" spoken each trek.

Sirius decides he hates Kashmir, whose greatest sin, if Sirius is being truly honest with himself, is being indecisive at restaurants. But even so, the hate has boiled away all of the rationality in Sirius' brain. He stands before he realizes what he's doing.

"I cannot believe you're calling someone darling, who, who can't pick between a ham sandwich and a, and a fucking tuna melt!" Sirius hisses, pushing his chair away roughly with a great clatter.

As he leaves the suddenly silent tea shop, he recognizes that that was not one of his better slights, but he feels good about it all the same.

The feeling does not last long before the horror sets in.

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Remus is having a strange moment.

It's not unlike the moment he often has a few minutes before the moon turns him: intense clarity and perception, like a reprieve, just before he's enveloped in madness.

Sirius' increasingly tense, then outright rude comments to Kashmir this entire trip into Hogsmeade.

Sirius' angry, yet lovesick expression as he left the table.

Sirius fussing over him after the Full. Sirius making sure he eats three meals a day. Sirius' friendly touches, special, and warmer than anyone else's. His overwhelming affection for Remus, bleeding into everything he does.

James' and Peter's knowing looks.

It suddenly clicks, and Remus is left baffled.

"So," says Opal, sounding incredibly bored, "s'pose he fancies you, then, Lupin?"

Remus can feel his expression morph into an incredulous smile.

He feels like he's been crawling by his fingernails through a dry, burning desert, and it took setting a glass of ice cold water in front of him for him to realize that he's been dying of thirst. He feels like an idiot.

"S'pose so," he replies, sounding inappropriately calm. "Ladies, I am truly sorry. You are both devastatingly lovely, and this is the height of rudeness, but I'm afraid I have to go now."

Kashmir sniffles, looking forlorn. "So, d’you—do you fancy boys or girls?"

"Darling, I think that's besides the point," Remus murmurs distractedly, already inching for the door. "Clearly, I fancy Sirius. A discussion about anyone else is moot."

Moments later, Sirius spots Remus tracking his footprints in the snow, and takes off running.

Remus is much faster than him.

He tackles him into the snow, gasping, "You silly sod, look how short you are! Obviously I'm going to outrun you!"

Sirius sputters and scowls, still trying to squirm away like an angry, feral cat. "I am THREE INCHES SHORTER! Look, why don't you piss off? I'm embarrassed enough as it is!"

Remus laughs. Then he kisses Sirius. It's a clumsy thing, with Sirius fidgeting underneath him, and he only gets half of his mouth, but Sirius stills in shock.

"I didn't know," Remus says breathlessly, eyes bright. Then, he kisses Sirius again, hard, like a stamp, like a confirmation. "I didn't know." He laughs again.

"What didn't you know?" asks Sirius wonderingly, like he's been Bludgered.

"I didn't know the way you felt. I didn't know I felt the same way," he answers solemnly.

Sirius sniffles, smiling, cheeks red like apples.

"God, Remus, you're so ignorant."

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They spend the rest of the day in Hogsmeade hand-in-hand. Every so often, Sirius becomes insecure and wonders aloud if Remus is just doing this out of pity, like when he pretended to like chess for Peter's sake. Remus responds by kissing him obnoxiously and crowding his space. It happens often enough that he begins to suspect Sirius is doing it on purpose to get snogged. Remus finds that he doesn't mind either way.

Later, they find James and Peter, who are screaming with triumph and delight. Remus grins at them.

"You two are fucking idiots. ABBA? Really?"

#wolfstar microfic #wolfstar #im sorry this is sooo long fuck sorry!!#prompt: thirst #remus lupin #sirius black #remus lupin x sirius black #microfic series #art by munacy #humor #james potter #peter pettigrew #thank you everyone who followed along!! I love you!#this was so much fun to write #thank you for the encouragement #Flirty to sassy use of “darling”#oblivious remus lupin #James and Peter are wolfstar trash

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residentrookie · 5 months

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wip word search

thank u for the tag sweet friend!!! @blackberry-sunset tagging @static-radio-ao3 and @xjustakay

using this random word generator, search your current wip for the word you get and post a snippet

my word: bury

Sirius wakes up knowing he was dreaming about Remus, not because he remembers the dream—he never does, they always seem to escape him— but because of the feeling occupying his chest, buttery and warm, like he’s just stepped back from an open flame. And then he groans, burying his face in his pillow because the truth is that Remus despises him. Or no, it’s worse than that. Remus doesn’t even remember him well enough to have an opinion of him.

(from chapter three of starfell lodge)

#this was fun hehehe #i love writing a pining sirius black #imo no one humbles him more than remus lupin and regulus black #remus and regulus contribute to the sassy man epidemic plaguing america #fic: starfell lodge #tag game #my writing #wolfstar #jegulus

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fox-marauder · 1 year

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What we had of Sirius Black in the Prisoner of Azkaban: a tremendous, epic, bad reputation. Has literally everybody talking about him the whole year. EPIC ENTRANCES AND DRAMATIC SCENES. ALL. THE. TIME. Attempts of murder. more planning murder without giving a fuck on any other thing, being looked like a lunatic and going for it, giving sassy bitch sarcastic badass responses and hugging the only friend that is still there for him. Oh and revealing a whole fucking truth that left everybody shocked. And then go like: i’ve just spent the past months being the most wanted wizard, trying to commit the crime for which i’ve been twelve years in azkaban, and now casually harry i am your godfather would you like go live with me and have a new happy life.

AND THEN WE WENT: YES, THAT’S THE MOTHERFUCKER I WANT. And then they took it away from us and we have constructed everything around that frikin character that appears like four times in the series.