headlights - @jegulus-microfic - word count: 263
"Sirius, it's simple, they just-"
"No, Moony! You're pushing your...cute romanticism onto everyone! Prongs and my baby brother are not together!" Sirius argued, rolling his eyes. Really, it was adorable how Remus could find romance in any scenario, but the thought was ridiculous.
Remus scoffed. "He's not exactly subtle about it, Sirius! He literally waxes poetic about Regulus's fingers every time he gets a chance!"
"Friends! They're friends!" Sirius retorted, wrinkling his nose.
"Fine," the other boy shrugged. "If you really think nothing's going in, go check on them in the dungeons."
"Aright, I will!" Sirius said, sticking his tongue out. James and Regulus were currently working on a Potions project in the dungeons.
But as he and Remus walked to the room ten minutes later, Sirius started to worry. What if they were dating? Oh, Merlin, they would be disgusting. People thought he and Remus were bad, James was the most obnoxiously over-the-top romantic there was.
But he decided to be brave, and just ask.
So he pushed open the wooden door of the Potions classroom with a squeak, only to be greeted by a loud yell.
"Sirius! What the fuck!"
And there was Regulus, climbing off of James's lap, while James wore an expression akin to a deer in headlights. "Er, hi Padfoot," he murmured, one had still out from where it had been grabbing at Regulus's hair only seconds ago. "Hi, Moony."
Remus just snickered from behind him.
"Don't you start," Sirius snapped towards him, knowing he was going to be treated to an 'I told you so' later.
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Whenever Sirius feels down, James writes him fanfiction about him and Moony.
The first time he handed over a short story, Sirius cried even harder because it was so out of character. James is no loser so he continues to write until he aces it and then it becomes a habit and he would wrote and drop stories to Sirius, who will giggle and blush and bite (Marlene) if anyone tries to see what he is reading.
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an actual guide to british slang for foreign marauders writers.
because i am sick of seeing
a) people using american english eg. mom, sneakers
b) people overusing "mate" and "innit"
alright? = a greeting, like hello.
everyday words
ain't = haven't
scran = food, or to describe eating
swear down = promise
"swear down, I didn't do nothing,"
bloody = can be used in any sentence at any time
"bloody hell" "its bloody pissing it down out there" "i was bloody wankered"
bloke = a man
innit = isn't it?
mate = equivalent of calling someone bro
bruv, lad, my son = bro, dude, etc
fags, rollies, ciggies, (NOT A SPLIFF) = cigarettes
trust = trust me
"trust, ill tell you later"
chatting (what you chatting about?) = what are you on about?
quid = pound
proper buzzing = really excited
good
sound = good
bangin' = really good
lush = good
"that scran was lush"
jokes = a laugh, funny
bare = a lot of
fit = physically attractive
"he's well fit, isn't he?"
pissed = drunk
dodgy/dodge = questionable
bad
are you taking the piss? = are you having a laugh?
thats peak = thats bad
not being funny, but... = no offense but...
gordon bennett! = surprise, shock, disbelief
slag off = talk badly about someone
"she was slagging her off to anyone who'd listen"
minging, rank = disgusting
bloody nora = expression of surprise, irritation
bollocks = nonsense, something bad
"stop talking bollocks, mate"
skint = broke
prat, git = an idiot
insults
a melt = a pathetic person
clapped = ugly
"he's fucking clapped..."
sket = a promiscuous woman
slag = ^^
minger = an unattractive person
plonker = calling someone silly, not offensive
"don't be a plonker..."
cunt = VERY OFFENSIVE!
wanker, tosser = a general insult
bender, poof = a gay man, used insultingly
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