Remus opened his letter, surprised when it appeared to be a howler. The last time he’d heard one was the day before Sirius got disowned back in 5th year.
He was in the dining hall for breakfast, sitting at the staff table. He watched as Harry and Hermione plotted, looking anxious. He blew it off, as it seemed Harry was always weary.
“A howler,” Snape sneered from beside him.
“Astute observation, Severus.” Remus told him, nodding at him.
Remus disregarded Snape, and focused on the howler. There was no name on it, so it was possible it was from a student playing a prank. In good nature, for the prankingnostalgia, Remus opened it.
There was silence for a moment before a loud, booming voice started to yell. “DARLINGGGGG, GUESS WHOS BACK FROM JAIL” And it was his Sirius Black. And he knew they would find each other again.
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Until one day he'd been standing with James and Peter, in the hallway. James had said something, Sirius can't even remember what. But he'd laughed. One of those big laughs. The type that fills your belly. That makes you cry. And when he'd looked up, he'd found Remus's eyes on him.
*Oh.*
That was something.
That was world altering.
The atoms in his body rearranged themselves under Remus's eyes. They needed. Needed. Needed him.
He'd asked Remus, several years later, what had made him look, since it couldn't have been the noise. And he'd only shrugged and said:
"Your laugh is so bright. It's impossible not to notice it. Like not noticing the sun is in the sky."
Kill your darlings by @sophsicle
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airport au - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 319
Remus Lupin had a problem.
His problem, of course, had beautiful, long, black hair, multiple facial piercings, and stunning gray eyes.
Stunning gray eyes that were currently closed. Because the problem was asleep.
Asleep on his shoulder, that is.
It had started when Remus had been sat next to possibly the most attractive man in the world during his seven-hour flight back from the US. And the man had thrown him a casual, heartbreakingly beautiful grin, and immediately popped his Airpods in his ears.
And Remus had thought that would be that. He wouldn't get the nerve up to talk to the man. Until, of course, the man fell asleep. On Remus's shoulder.
And now? Remus had to pee.
He tried not to squirm. Really, he did. But he had to go, and he'd had a lot of water and maybe a shot or two to calm himself before the flight, and after another shifting of his body, the man startled, his head jerking up and his eyes flickering towards Remus.
"Erm...bathroom?" Remus murmured, trying to answer the questioning in the man's eyes.
But he must've said it in a way that sounded like he was inviting him or something, because the man smirked a bit and said, "Er...as much as I'd like to join the mile-high club, I don't think-"
"No!" Remus interrupted, louder, now. God, he was probably bright red. "I have to go to the bathroom. So...could you move?" Mortified. He was mortified.
But the man continued to smile, his eyes roving over Remus's face a bit. "Right. Sorry."
And Remus was quite happy to leave it at that. But when he returned from the bathroom, he man said lightly, "I'm Sirius. And you?"
"Remus."
"Remus. I'm not against bathroom trysts on the ground. With the right bloke. Just so you know," he clarified, smirking suggestively.
And suddenly, Remus couldn't wait to land.
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i’m a sucker for a stone cold regulus, except for when something is wrong. when something is wrong he resorts to acting smaller, more like a child. Like when he’s sick, he whined and reaches out to james for cuddles. when he’s drunk he pouts and says words softer than most times
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