#and yes they’ve smuggled alcohol into the gryffindor common room

[severuwus]

Trying to spend time with his bestie while her annoying boyfriend hogs all her attention

Inspo: (x)

[bethansfandoms]

Hi! I have this prompt idea, that is Sirius' birthday, but there's a full moon right in the same night, and Remus feels bad when he can't celebrate Sirius in the same energy and he don't want to bother in hes birthday by making him come to the shrieking shack with him or something

hello! i want to quickly apologise for disappearing for like... a couple of months i think! college is stressful but i missed writing about my best boys so continue to send me prompts as then i can continue writing! and if you’ve sent me one already, i’ve seen it and i’m sorry for leaving them in my inbox for so long but i hope to get round to them now :)

remus awoke on the morning of sirius’s eighteenth birthday to an empty dormitory. it was a saturday which usually meant it was a lie in day, well, for sirius, peter and himself. james was incapable of sleeping in past seven.

he pulled on a jumper and padded down the seventh year boys dormitory stairs and into the common room. it was empty aside from a couple of third year girls and lily evans, who was curled up in the armchair by the fire.

“lily, have you seen potter?”

she raised her head from her book, “no. i figured he’d be with you? it’s black’s birthday after all.”

it then hit remus that the common room was not just empty of students, but of decorations.

the marauders had earnt themselves somewhat of a reputation for throwing ridiculously oversized and over-noisy parties whenever one of their birthdays rolled around. with sirius’s birthday being on a weekend, and his last birthday at hogwarts nonetheless, the place should’ve been crawling with gryffindors and food and smuggled in alcohol.

“hey,” remus said slowly, “nobody’s setting up a party. it’s a marauder birthday on a saturday. what’s happening?”

lily furrowed her brow, “you didn’t know? they’re throwing the party next weekend instead. sirius held a house meeting last night when we were on prefect rounds but mary let me know. he didn’t tell you?”

remus’s heart sank. “no... he didn’t.”

it was because of the moon. they’d cancelled sirius’s eighteenth birthday party because remus would be preoccupied turning into a monster.

“moony!” james announced as the portrait hole swung open to reveal him, sirius and peter, all three of them with arms crammed full with plates of food. “but it’s before eleven, what are you doing up?”

remus smiled slightly and shook his head, “what’s with all the food?”

“we were bringing you breakfast in the dorm,” sirius said, smiling softly, “you know... your time of the month and all.”

james kicked his shin and indicated to the two third year girls who could definitely hear them, “because it’s evans’ time of the month and all,” he said, unnecessarily loudly so that the two girls in the corner sniggered and continued with their homework.

lily threw a cushion at james, hitting him square in the face and knocking his glasses off, as well as making him drop a jug of orange juice. lily shot a spell at it and caught it in mid air.

“happy birthday, by the way,” remus said, nodding at sirius.

“why thankyou,” sirius said, grinning.

“how does it feel, black,” james said, putting his glasses back on, “to be dating a minor as an adult.”

“lily,” sirius said sweetly, “would you throw another cushion at your boyfriend please?”

james yelped and hid behind peter before lily got the chance.

“sirius, can i talk to you... alone?” remus said, suddenly.

“oooo someone’s in trouble,” james chimed.

peter stepped aside, “get him,” he instructed. lily threw the other cushion, hitting him in the back.

sirius laughed and took one of remus’s hands, “what’s up?” remus shook his head and lead him into the dormitory. “i’m not actually in trouble, am i?” sirius asked, laughing lightly as remus closed the door behind them.

“you cancelled your party,” remus said, bluntly. “why?”

“you’re kidding? because it’s the full... obviously.”

“yes,” remus said, huffing, “but it’s your birthday. you shouldn’t have to spend it in a shack with a werewolf.”

“i happen to love that werewolf.”

remus sighed and ran a hand through his hair, “no, you don’t get it. i feel bad enough that the three of you put yourselves in danger and miss one night’s sleep every month. it feels like burden enough without you having to miss your eighteenth birthday, sirius. you should be celebrating!”

sirius just stood there, mouth agape. “wow. okay, well, first off, i hope you’re joking. you’re not a burden, remus, we chose to become animagi because what you go through is a horrible and i for one would miss my beauty sleep every single night if it meant i got to keep the wolf from hurting you.”

remus stared at the floor, scratching his palm and avoiding sirius’s eye.

“secondly,” he continued, “hey, look at me.” he took a step closer to remus and cupped the side of his face, forcing their eyes to meet. “how can you think i’d be able to celebrate whilst you’re alone out there. you can’t be serious.”

remus bit his lip slightly but before he could say anything, sirius kissed him. when they broke apart, remus smirked, “you did that just to stop me making a ‘no you’re sirius’ joke, didn’t you.”

sirius grinned, “maybe. anyway, i’ll get potter and pettigrew and see if they’ve left any food and we can have breakfast in bed as intended.”

“you shouldn’t be pampering me. it’s your birthday.”

“yes. and i want to spend it seeing you happy, stupid.” sirius kissed him again, and opted not to pull away when the door opened.

“oh for—” peter muttered, “james you said they wouldn’t be having sex!”

“we’re having sex?” sirius asked, “well merlin, remus, you could’ve said something.”

“can i interest you in some orange juice or some toast?” james said, appearing behind peter, “me and pete ate the scones and the pancakes... and the fresh fruit. sorry. how you feeling, remus?”

remus smiled, “i’m alright,” he said. and he was, because he had a boyfriend and he had friends who cared about him as much as he did them. and that made him happier than they’d ever really know.