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STOP😭

Marauders everyone lives au but everyone still drifts apart.

James and lily spend all their time raising Harry and don't have enough time to keep in touch. They don't leave, never on purpose, but it's clear that it's time to move on.

Remus and Sirius move in together, only to break up, and move away.

Remus leaves London, goes back to Wales, and reconnects with old friends and family, he's more at home there.

Sirius frequents bars and clubs more then he does the dusty apartment he bought after he moved out from remus'. He stumbles into regulus and they get talking, reconnecting healing.

Regulus is working as a potioneer, making good money, not that he needs it, it's a lonely life, but he doesn't have a problem with helping sirius out the oceon of addiction and alcohol.

Mary moves back in with her parents, meets the love of her life, a muggle, and leaves the wiziarding world behind.

Marlene and Dorcas live together, get married, travel the world, they get the happy ending they planned. With or without the people they thought they'd share it with.

Barty gets sick and Evan stays by his deathbed the entire time, doesn't matter how much support he gives, he can't save Barty from deaths call.

Peter remains the biggest surprise of them all, he joins the ministry and climbs ranks like nobody's seen before, he becomes the minister of magic in 1990 and leads the wiziarding world into its prime.

It's not that they don't talk, they do. Over a pint at the odd pub, not as often as they would have, not since sirius got sober, but enough that the good memories are there. They realise, eventually, that it was a good run, but it wasn't going to last forever. Maybe it would. One day. In another universe.

But not this one.

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Happy birthday to James Fleamont Potter, who has an ego the size of a lake, but a heart to match it.

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y'all does anyone have any good affirmation tape recommendations like im talking video, audio, or a specific person, channel, anything.

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Imagine being so dramatic that once a month you turn into a wolf and howl at the moon

(i’m looking at you remus lupin)

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Somewhere, at this very moment, Regulus is reading one of his little books, and James is staring at him like he’s his whole universe.

Regulus has read the same line 10 times bc of this…

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY HUSBAND JAMES POTTER!!!!!!!! YOU'RE MY LIFE!!!!!!! I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!

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James, trying to teach Remus: step one of flirting, eye contact.

Remus: I am...intensely.

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Sirius: Remus, why are you glaring at me like i owe you money?

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happy birthday to my no. 1 kin, James Fleamont Potter.

fly high king🎀🎀🎀

(i love him so much its insane he's in my soul😭😭😭)

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Some people say “you can enjoy The Marauders without shipping Wolfstar.” And yes, you can. But why would you choose to live such a joyless, empty existence?

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Remus is a YAPPER when he's high, he'll talk about anything from literature to Regulus's freckles to the pranks they're pulling to anything and everything. It's such a huge difference from his usual demeanour.

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prompt: more @moonkillermicrofic wc: 541

“Barty, Yes.”

“Barty, No.”

“Yes!”

“No!”

Their argument is drawing attention, wixen alike all turning to see what commotion has been made inside Honeydukes.

Remus refuses to make eye contact with anyone other than the green haired Slytherin in front of him.

Aforementioned green haired Slytherin stands with his hands filled with assorted chocolates and sweets alike with a mischievous gleam in his eyes.

“We don’t need them!” Remus pleads, eyes widening in what he hopes is satisfactory enough to be called a ‘kicked puppy’ expression.

“You don’t get to decide that!” Barty replies cheerfully, grabbing more of Remus’ favourite sweets and chocolates and making his way to the till.

Remus trods after him, dragging his feet and resisting the urge to whine about how unfair the situation is.

It’s not that Remus is ashamed of the fact that he comes from significantly less money, it’s more-so the principle of the argument.

Remus isn’t used to handouts or being spoilt, and he doesn’t think he’ll get used to it anytime in the future.

“Why can’t you just get me a couple sweets like a normal person?” Remus whispers harshly, albeit with no actual anger behind his voice.

If anything he seems a bit embarrassed.

Barty levels him with a stink eye and a displeased turn of his lips.

“Don’t compare me to other people, they wish they were me.” Barty sniffs haughtily and Remus would like to believe that he’s entirely joking if not for the flicker of determination behind the silver eyes of the younger boy.

“There’s not even room in our dorms to store any of these” Remus complains as they shuffle closer to the till.

Barty turns to him, sharply enough that it has some of the candy in his arms falling out and rolling away from them.

Remus is about to bend down, horrid joints be damned, to pick up the lost candy before Barty tuts with a shake of his head.

He silently casts a charm to levitate all of the dropped candy back into his arms.

Remus looks at him, unamused as Barty only levels him with a hard look.

“I know what you’re doing” Barty states and Remus’ brows furrow in confusion.

“What?” He asks perplexed.

“Let me spoil you, your world isn’t going to implode just because I bought you some sweets of which I have every right to do” Barty says, cool and detached demeanor as always but there’s a troubled look in his eyes.

As if he’s biting back frustration to let Remus know just how much self control he’s actually exhibiting by only buying him a lifetime supply of candy.

Remus sighs, weary and slightly upset.

He shrugs as his mouth unhelpfully ticks up in a short smile, “Okay,” he relents and Barty’s tense form softens at the acquiescence.

They don’t speak until they’ve paid for the candy and have made their way out of the door, Barty’s one hand filled with a large bag charmed to feel weightless carrying their candy as his other hand is intertwined with Remus’.

“Thank you Bee, love you” Remus whispers as he tugs Barty’s hand up to press a chaste kiss onto his knuckles.

Barty only squeezes his hand tighter in his grip.

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i love gracie abrams. thats it. thats the post.

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Regulus Black, Barty Crouch Jr, Evan Rosier

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he is me i am him

remus rewarding himself with a sweet treat every hour, every day and after every inconvenience