#ch:remus

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Sirius&Remus

@messrmoons

Hogwarts, 6th year

"Oi, Moony! Hold up!" Sirius called out, his voice brimming with lighthearted energy and a touch of mischief. He couldn't quite pinpoint when the change had taken place – when he had begun to crave those moments alone with his best mate, stealing time together whenever their friends were preoccupied. Sirius had never stopped to consider the thrill that tingled down his spine whenever he managed to make Remus chuckle, or the way his heart raced when he caught sight of Remus' pout of concentration as he delved into a book or tackled homework.

He hadn't taken the time to analyse the eager anticipation he felt as he watched Remus, wide-eyed during classes, while subtle expressions danced across his face in response to Sirius' cheeky notes or as he became engrossed in his work. It had simply happened, and Sirius didn't quite know what to make of it. Love had never been his forte; he'd always preferred chasing thrills and fleeting connections over deep, emotional bonds. The vulnerability of love and its potential aftermath unnerved him.

"So, where are we off to, then?" Sirius inquired, the hand that had clamped onto Remus' shoulder to slow him down lingering for a beat, perhaps two. He invited himself along to whatever activity Remus had planned, exuding the self-assured ease of someone accustomed to getting whatever they desired and expecting the world to bend to their whims.

Pushing aside the tantalising thoughts of cornering Remus in a broom cupboard for a perfect, heart-stopping snog, Sirius flashed his friend a roguish grin, his eyes sparkling with warmth and affection.

"Well, whatever you're up to, I'm tagging along. Can't let you have all the fun on your own now, can I?" Sirius quipped, a playful lilt in his voice

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@swearwolfx

Sirius' body hardened, an instinctual reaction borne of raw survival, as Remus enfolded him in his arms. Yet, as Remus' hold persisted, his resistance melted away, supplanted by a delicate surrender that was as unnerving as it was comforting. He was cradled in the warmth of his friend, an anchor amidst the internal storm that had been roused by his recent ordeal. He nuzzled into the hollow of Remus' neck, the scent—earthy and reassuring—reigniting forgotten memories of safety.

"Timely, as always, Moony," Sirius responded, attempting to infuse his husky voice with the echo of his old humor. The feeble jest was a patchy veil, barely concealing the raw vulnerability churning underneath. His words trailed off, his gaze shifting away from the empathy mirrored in Remus' eyes, "Scars are proof that we've survived, aren't they?"

As Sirius' gaze collided with Remus', he found his cheek grazed by a familiar hand. The contact was feather-light but potent enough to spark a warmth that began melting away the icy solitude that encased him. "Oh, this? Just a keepsake from my most recent dance with danger," he said, straining for nonchalance.

His faux indifference was aimed as much at assuaging Remus' concern as it was at fortifying his own precarious defenses. Sirius knew, though, that his feeble façade would crumble under the scrutinizing gaze of his friend. However, he permitted himself to find comfort in Remus' concern, his own thumb tracing the contour of Remus' spine as if to wordlessly reassure him.

"Prongs worked his magic pretty well." He noticed a shift in Remus, his words triggering a ripple of concern that sent a wave of protectiveness surging within Sirius, a warmth starkly contrasting his recent, icy experiences.

"Let's not get all grim and gloomy, Moony," Sirius coaxed gently, suppressing the looming shadows of concern in his voice. He extricated himself slightly from the embrace, his eyes steady—resilient even—as they met Remus'. "Can't let a couple of bruises get in the way of our day, right?"

----- @afracturedstar

He felt Sirius’ body stiffen and for a moment he was afraid he had hurt him and was about to pull away completely when he felt Sirius hug him back. He let his face settle into the crook of his friends neck holding him tightly as if he could keep him together that way or absorb his pain if he was close enough. Close as he was he could feel the pounding of Sirius’ heart against his own chest letting a hand move to rub gently along his back, trying to soothe him. He felt helpless, unable to do anything for him but hold him. Sirius often put on a brave face but he knew that this time his jail stint was different and had affected him much more.

The rasp of Sirius’ voice caused him pain, was it just from disuse, keeping his silence or had they used some enhanced interrogation techniques that had damaged his voice from his suffering. The latter option made him feel sick. “I’ll be the judge of that,” he paused stroking his long hair for a moment as he spoke against his shirt. Even in a time like this Sirius was still trying to joke, it was endearing but made him sad at the same time. “If you have scars then I don’t think they did a very good job,” his voice was low biting back his anger. Had they not healed him right away? Had they waited to make him suffer? His fingers tightened against Sirius’ back for a moment before he gained control.

Remus’ eyes met the grey of his friends looking over his face noting the weary smile before landing on his cheek. Was that a mark? His hand reached up to gently brush over his cheek, below his eye, the touch no more than a whisper. “Are you sure, looks like that might have been a bruise…?” Had they hit him? Something that happened during the fight, or? His teeth sunk into his lower lip trying to remain calm before he jumped to conclusions feeling Sirius’ thumb tracing down his spine, comforting him even though he was the one who should be comforting him.

“I’m okay, James healed me up. Besides, it’s not like one more scar would make a difference, wouldn’t even notice at this point,” he noted hearing the worry in Sirius’ voice. When had this turned around onto him? But he couldn’t help the swell of warmth he felt despite their years of friendship it was still sometimes surreal to him that he had someone like Sirius that cared for him so much.

[theenchantedecho]

Who has the worst manicure? Top three worst manicure contenders.

Who Has the Worst Manicure? Our Top Three Contenders!

Darlings, this is a question that begs more than just an answer; it demands a fully-fledged exploration, an expedition into the uncharted territories of fashion faux pas! But rest assured, your favourite Daily Prophet columnist Rita Skeeter is up to the task. So, fasten your seat belts and prepare for an exciting journey into the realms of our top three manicure misdemeanants.

To start off, our first misguided muse is none other than Sirius Black. My dears, despite his sizzling tattoos and roguish charm, let's just say that his hands tell a story no ink could ever accomplish. It appears that nail care isn't one of his skills as an artist; perhaps he's trying to channel the 'edgy' look? I'm sorry, Sirius, but your nails are in dire need of some serious TLC!

Next up on the chopping block is Kieran Ollivander. A wandmaker of all trades should know how important it is to present oneself appropriately. Unfortunately, our dear Kieran seems to have missed that memo. My sources inform me that his nails often bear the brunt of his crafting, appearing more like shattered wands than the elegant fingers of a fine craftsman. Kieran, darling, do invest in a manicure set, will you?

Last, but certainly not least, is Remus Lupin. Now, I understand that metal charming is a tough job and can take a toll on one's hands, but surely a touch of grooming wouldn't go amiss? His nails seem to be in constant battle with the metal; let's just say the struggle is all too apparent. Remus, sweetheart, if you're reading this, consider it a loving nudge towards a nail file.

So, there you have it, dears - our top three contenders for the Worst Manicure Award. Remember, cleanliness is next to Godliness, and your nails can certainly speak volumes about you before you've even uttered a word. Until next time, my fashion-conscious wizards and witches, remember to keep it stylish - but please, keep it clean too!

@afracturedstar @kieranollivander @swearwolfx

[angel-archivist]

My childs and love 📺

[faloniousthonk]

You’re going to die

                         in your best friend’s arms. 

And you play along because it’s funny, because it’s written down,

     you’ve memorized it,

                   it’s all you know.

              - Richard Siken, Planet of Love

[longbottomneville]

@hogwartsonline | remus lupin

You’re the best Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher we’ve ever had!

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New Muses Added

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remember when people used the tags for venting or complimenting a creation? now it’s a goddamn government form like #ch:remus  #type:edit  #gender:male #eyes:grey  #species:human  #subspecies:werewolf  #mine: y/n  #reblog:done  #place queue tag here

[elmswriting]

swearwolfx:

—– @afracturedstar

“Oh you like it?” a smile on his lips as he ran a hand through his hair. “Must have been that accidental mud bath I took, perhaps you’ll have to try it,” his tone took on the same soft teasing tone, amusement evident in his eyes. He had awoken covered in mud after the last full moon not quite sure what had transpired. It showed how far he had come in some ways that he could even joke about such a thing while in others it still dragged him down.

Remus could feel Sirius’ eyes on him peeking out of the corner of his eye to see the other hovering on his fingers on the edge of his sweater. It was strange how he had known Sirius so long yet he often still felt so vulnerable to be seen as only Sirius could, watching each movement like it was a road map to his thoughts. A small smile quirked the corner of his lips as he folded his arms across his chest trying to still them just as his teeth sunk into his lower lip in their place.

It worked two fold, trying not to upset Sirius with his frazzled state and it would stop him from reaching out to him in any teasing way. He knew Sirius didn’t always like to be touched but it caught him off guard at times, touch being something so intimate and personal to him, something he shared with just few people, a token of the acceptance they had given him. He avoided it so completely with others it was sometimes like an itch needed to be scratched when he had gone too long without. 

Remus’ gaze lingered on Sirius his voice almost sounding sad, his gaze no longer in this room and he wondered where his thoughts had gone wanting to erase any unhappiness so he would smile again. “The night sky isn’t always so bad,” he noted his smile now tinged with a melancholy of his own. “But only if you’re up for it.”

His hands itched to break free at Sirius’ words and at the words he couldn’t stop from bubbling to the surface. “Seems like a lot of trouble for little old me, when walking away would have been so much easier,” his words were soft his gaze holding an intensity as he looked into his friends fathomless grey eyes searching for something. No one had ever tried again when he’d pushed them away and he couldn’t imagine what he saw that made him keep trying. It had been them against the world ever since then.

There was a curiosity in Sirius’ gaze but nothing that fanned the flames of hope his heart clenching as his gaze dropped. Foolish, only hurting himself. Sirius was always one to take charge, if there had been a flicker of anything he would have made it known by now. It was safe to say there had always been a ghost of a thought ever since Sirius came crashing into his life, the boy who had pushed through his walls and accepted him.

He hadn’t seen anyone around the flat but he had heard whispers and seen glances across a party of the one who might have his eye. Someone who was perfect and charming, things he would never be, instead scarred and often a little bit awkward, uncomfortable in his own skin. It made sense he would want someone confident and sure just as Sirius always was. 

“You know I’m always up for a challenge Padfoot, let’s dive in,” he smiled finally unclenching his arms pretending to stretch out first before heading into his bedroom.

@swearwolfx​

The playful banter had always been a cornerstone of their friendship, a way of maintaining normalcy amidst the chaotic world they found themselves in. Sirius often found solace in it, a relief from the myriad of tensions that plagued him. The familiar rhythm of their back-and-forth was disrupted, however, by the unexpected tenderness in Remus' voice, his usually quiet demeanor suddenly imbued with a silent, melancholic plea.

"Afraid of a little mud, Moony?" Sirius replied, injecting as much levity into his tone as he could muster. Despite his efforts, the jest felt hollow, a stark contrast to the gravity of Remus' distant gaze and the weighty implications of his words.

His heart ached at Remus' quiet admission. The notion that his friend had ever considered him walking away was both jarring and painful. "Moony, I could never just walk away," Sirius confessed, the sincerity in his voice more bare than he'd ever allowed before. "You're my brother. You're family. You're... important, to me."

It was a truth he hoped Remus already knew. But hearing it, spoken aloud, seemed to hang in the air between them, a tangible testament to their bond. "Besides," he added, mustering a grin as he met Remus' gaze, "I suspect you'd miss my charming company far too much."

He allowed himself a moment of quiet then, to collect his thoughts, which were suddenly whirling like a tempest. He observed Remus, their shared silence heavy yet comfortable, just as it had been countless times before. It was, in a way, reassuring - a reminder of the constancy they had always found in one another amidst their unpredictable lives.

"The night sky...," he found himself repeating, as he glanced out a nearby window, the stars winking in the velvety darkness. His gaze softened, his smile became more genuine as he added, "It's not so bad. But only if you're up for it."

His words hung in the air, a tacit invitation and an affirmation of his commitment. "Let's dive in, then," he said, an adventurous glint in his eyes. He offered Remus a final glance, filled with silent understanding, before making his way towards the door.

He was ready to follow wherever this journey led them, knowing that with Remus at his side, they were prepared to face whatever lay ahead.

"Ahh, the allure of canine grooming practices," Sirius chuckled in response, an ember of amusement flickering in the depths of his grey eyes. He indulged Remus' banter with a playful roll of his eyes, then allowed his gaze to slide to the side, where his hands were uncharacteristically still. His voice held a soft, teasing edge as he parried, “Pray tell, Moony, what's the secret behind your glossy coat, hmm?"

The corners of his mouth curled upward in a smirk, which slipped off just as swiftly. Sirius could decipher the subtle signs of discomfort in Remus, an intimate language they shared born out of years of close friendship. Yet the visible trace of embarrassment on Remus' face stoked an unfamiliar surge of emotion in Sirius.

Sirius studied Remus, a thoughtful gaze tracing the hem of his sweater where Remus was fiddling with it. He was a masterpiece of constellations and contradictions; someone so profoundly human in his moments of vulnerability that it made Sirius wonder how a universe of such complexity resided within a single person.

The suggestion of a stroll sent Sirius' thoughts meandering down the labyrinth of past shared experiences. There was something magical about the darkness; it bore a peculiar sense of tranquillity, a quiet pause from the clamour of the world, as if they could stow their burdens under the starlit sky.

"An evening stroll," Sirius mused, letting the phrase linger in the air. His gaze held a glint of something that straddled the line between fondness and melancholy. “Perhaps a stroll under the stars wouldn’t be so bad,” Sirius said. His gaze had a faraway look, as if he were gazing into a past that was both bitterly sweet and endearing.

“You’re right. ‘No’ wasn't in our vocabulary, was it?” Sirius acknowledged with a grin. “And I wouldn't have it any other way." He knew Remus was not one for praise but he wanted to assure him that he had always been a cherished friend. Their shared history, the trials they faced together, only strengthened their bond. Remembering the paint and charcoal, the mess they’d made, brought an affectionate smirk to his face. "Just the two of us indeed..." he mused, nostalgia threading through his words. There was something profound about those shared memories, something that spoke of a bond that had outlasted everything life threw at them. The soft look in Remus' eyes as they lingered on his lips made him pause, a quiet curiosity stirring within him. It was a look he recognized, one he'd seen reflected in his own gaze when thinking about the flamboyant blond wizard who had recently caught his interest.

"Well, Moony, if you're up for the challenge, I'm sure we can tackle the 'disaster' that is my room," he chuckled, his voice taking on a more playful tone.

[theenchantedecho]

The Rising Stars of the Wizarding World: Secrets, Scandals, and Intrigue Surrounding Our Most Promising Talents

Crikey! The British magical community never ceases to amaze when it comes to extraordinary talent and remarkable achievements. Today, we're having a chinwag about a few individuals who have been causing quite a stir in various fields. These rising stars come from different backgrounds and possess unique skills, but they all share a passion for making a difference. However, amidst the accolades and admiration, there's no shortage of juicy gossip, secrets, and scandal.

Narcissa Black: The Enigmatic Philanthropist of High Society Blimey! Narcissa Black, a member of the prestigious Black family, has been making headlines for her charitable work with The Sacred 28 Society Philanthropy Foundation. However, whispers in the magical community suggest that Narcissa's involvement might be driven by ulterior motives. Sources close to the foundation have hinted at secret meetings and exclusive, invitation-only events where the cream of the wizarding world crop gather. A well-connected socialite who wishes to remain anonymous told us, "Narcissa is as cunning as she is generous. It's hard not to wonder what she gains from all this charity work." Is Narcissa using her position in the foundation to foster alliances, or is she truly committed to philanthropy? Only time will tell, dear readers.

Caitriona Burke: Potion Prodigy or Dark Arts Enthusiast? Merlin's beard! Caitriona Burke, a young witch rumored to be revolutionizing the field of potion-making, has been the subject of much speculation due to her family's dark history. Her groundbreaking potion research and innovations have been shrouded in mystery, with some sources suggesting that her work may involve illegal and dangerous ingredients. One anonymous insider shared, "Caitriona's been seen visiting Knockturn Alley more than a few times, and we all know the kind of dark dealings that take place there. It makes one wonder what she's really up to." Potions expert, Morgana Moonshade, weighed in with her own opinion, "Caitriona's innovations have been nothing short of extraordinary, but the secrecy surrounding her work raises more than a few eyebrows."

Gilderoy Lockhart: Literary Luminary or Secret Heartbreaker? Well, well, well. Gilderoy Lockhart, a charismatic young author, has captured the hearts of magical readers with his best-selling book. However, his thrilling adventures have been overshadowed by rumours of romantic entanglements with some of the most prominent witches in the wizarding world. Lockhart's charm and good looks have left a trail of broken hearts in his wake, and sources claim he's been spotted canoodling with witches from all walks of life, including a certain Hogwarts professor. Can this handsome wordsmith truly be tamed, or will his next literary conquest be the tell-all tale of his own romantic escapades? A former classmate of Lockhart's confided to us, "Gilderoy always had an eye for the ladies, and it seems he hasn't changed one bit."

Rolanda Hooch: Quidditch Star or Secret Party Animal? Hold onto your broomsticks! Rolanda Hooch, the talented former Chaser for the Holyhead Harpies and now a respected Flying Instructor at Hogwarts, is known for her dedication to Quidditch and her students. However, rumours have been flying faster than a Firebolt about Hooch's secret life as a party animal. According to an eyewitness who wishes to remain anonymous, "I saw Rolanda at a gathering in Hogsmeade last weekend, and she was living it up, dancing with everyone and downing Butterbeers like there's no tomorrow!" With her reputation as a disciplined and focused professional, these allegations have left the magical community in shock. Is it possible that Rolanda Hooch has a wild side that she keeps hidden from the public eye? A former Holyhead Harpies teammate had this to say, "Rolanda was always the life of the party back in our playing days, but I never thought she'd keep it up while teaching at Hogwarts. If it's true, she's certainly giving Madam Rosmerta a run for her money!"

Remus Lupin: Mysterious Unemployed Wizard with a Dark Secret? Now, here's a real puzzle. Remus Lupin, a young wizard known for his close ties to James Potter and Sirius Black, has been an enigma to the magical community. Though highly intelligent and talented, Lupin remains unemployed, raising questions about the reasons behind his reluctance to take on a stable career. Gossip has been swirling about a potential dark secret that keeps him on the fringes of society. A former Hogwarts classmate told us, "Remus was always a bit of an outsider, even among his friends. There were times when he'd disappear for days, and no one knew where he went." With his close connections to some of the most influential families in the wizarding world, one can't help but wonder what Lupin is hiding and how it could impact those around him.

These rising stars of the wizarding world have captured our attention for their extraordinary talents and the whispers of scandal that surround them. As the magical community watches with bated breath, we can only speculate on the true nature of these enchanting individuals. Are they the heroes and visionaries we hope for, or do they hold secrets that could shake the very foundations of our world? Only time will reveal the truth behind the gossip and intrigue.

So, dear readers, keep your Extendable Ears open and your Quick-Quotes Quills at the ready! Don't forget to send us your tips, sightings, and magical mishaps, and as always, stay tuned for the latest enchanting news from the wizarding world. Together, we'll continue to celebrate the magical community and uncover the secrets, scandals, and intrigues that make our world truly spellbinding!

@ablackprincess @caitrionaebing @magicalmeee @chasingharpy @swearwolfremuslupin

[theenchantedecho]

If Remus were a cocktail, which cocktail would he be, and why?

Darlings of the Wizarding World,

Hold onto your Firewhisky, for we have a deliciously intoxicating query today! If our beloved Marauder, the oft-overlooked and ever so slightly scruffy Remus Lupin, were a cocktail, what heady concoction would he be?

Well, dear readers, the answer seems to lurk in the shadowy corner of our favourite pub: Remus, my lovelies, would be a classic Negroni. Astounded? Perplexed? Allow me to pour this delectable reasoning into your goblets of curiosity.

A Negroni, much like Remus, is a cocktail that presents a veneer of simplicity, but hides a maelstrom of depth, a veritable labyrinth of flavours that leave an indelible impression on your taste buds, whether you desire it or not. It begins with a splash of gin - clear, unassuming, yet carrying a punch potent enough to knock a Mountain Troll off its feet. Much like how a sip of gin can ignite a bonfire within, Lupin, with his intellectual prowess, can light a spark of wisdom within even the dimmest of minds, a surprise to those unsuspecting of his humble exterior.

Next in our magical mix is the sweet vermouth, a dollop of deceptive sweetness that miraculously balances the ruthless sharpness of the gin. This, my dear inebriates, symbolises Lupin's charm that could almost be mistaken for insipidity, if not for its knack for restoring harmony amidst the volatile group of Marauders. As this velvety component cushions the biting personality of gin, so too does Lupin soften the edges of his more boisterous, and dare I say, brash comrades.

Finally, we can't overlook the bold Campari, the fiercely bitter yet vibrant heart of a Negroni. This embodies the trials and tribulations Lupin has weathered, the adversity that has added layers to his character as rich and complex as this notorious liqueur. Ah, the bitter taste of struggle and survival!

And there you have it, a perfect blend of strength, charm and complexity, strikingly similar to our dear Lupin. It is in its surprising combination of flavours, its harmonious balance of sweet and bitter, that we find the true essence of Lupin. As unpalatable as it might sound, the beauty of any cocktail, and indeed of our dear Marauder, lies in the unity of its ingredients. His charm lies in the coalescence of his experiences, his wisdom, and his heart, however hidden beneath his moth-eaten robes it may be.

So, the next time you find yourself nursing your goblet, pondering over the complexities of your drink, do picture our dear Marauder and sip - or grimace - in delight.

Yours in scandal and tantalising toasts,

Rita

@swearwolfx

[elmswriting]

"Ahh, the allure of canine grooming practices," Sirius chuckled in response, an ember of amusement flickering in the depths of his grey eyes. He indulged Remus' banter with a playful roll of his eyes, then allowed his gaze to slide to the side, where his hands were uncharacteristically still. His voice held a soft, teasing edge as he parried, “Pray tell, Moony, what's the secret behind your glossy coat, hmm?"

The corners of his mouth curled upward in a smirk, which slipped off just as swiftly. Sirius could decipher the subtle signs of discomfort in Remus, an intimate language they shared born out of years of close friendship. Yet the visible trace of embarrassment on Remus' face stoked an unfamiliar surge of emotion in Sirius.

Sirius studied Remus, a thoughtful gaze tracing the hem of his sweater where Remus was fiddling with it. He was a masterpiece of constellations and contradictions; someone so profoundly human in his moments of vulnerability that it made Sirius wonder how a universe of such complexity resided within a single person.

The suggestion of a stroll sent Sirius' thoughts meandering down the labyrinth of past shared experiences. There was something magical about the darkness; it bore a peculiar sense of tranquillity, a quiet pause from the clamour of the world, as if they could stow their burdens under the starlit sky.

"An evening stroll," Sirius mused, letting the phrase linger in the air. His gaze held a glint of something that straddled the line between fondness and melancholy. “Perhaps a stroll under the stars wouldn’t be so bad,” Sirius said. His gaze had a faraway look, as if he were gazing into a past that was both bitterly sweet and endearing.

“You’re right. ‘No’ wasn't in our vocabulary, was it?” Sirius acknowledged with a grin. “And I wouldn't have it any other way." He knew Remus was not one for praise but he wanted to assure him that he had always been a cherished friend. Their shared history, the trials they faced together, only strengthened their bond. Remembering the paint and charcoal, the mess they’d made, brought an affectionate smirk to his face. "Just the two of us indeed..." he mused, nostalgia threading through his words. There was something profound about those shared memories, something that spoke of a bond that had outlasted everything life threw at them. The soft look in Remus' eyes as they lingered on his lips made him pause, a quiet curiosity stirring within him. It was a look he recognized, one he'd seen reflected in his own gaze when thinking about the flamboyant blond wizard who had recently caught his interest.

"Well, Moony, if you're up for the challenge, I'm sure we can tackle the 'disaster' that is my room," he chuckled, his voice taking on a more playful tone.

----- @afracturedstar

Remus couldn’t shake the picture from his head a grin on his face. “Alright, I’ll go get the dog shampoo then, you get in the tub,” he teased with a laugh. He often joked that he saw Sirius using dog shampoo on occasion. “I’m sure it couldn’t hurt with the things you pick up off the street,” he paused cocking his head to the side. “When was the last time you washed your fur padfoot, hmm?”

He ducked his head slightly feeling embarrassed, Sirius knew his tells and what they meant too well. He knew Sirius didn’t think that, after all, he had altered his body forever to help him and he wondered if it made him terrible that he’d let him… but it was just a deep-seated reaction born of fear that his touch was not welcome. “What? Of course, I know, I just…” he trailed off not sure how to play it off with someone who saw him so well finding himself fidgeting with his sweater once more.

There was a longing to touch it again, to muss it further but he didn’t dare now. “One of many,” he noted with a chuckle. “I wouldn’t mind a stroll, I’m sure we could fit it in at some point, an evening stroll even.” Despite the fact that the night sky often betrayed him he still like to look up at it on nights when he wasn’t under its control. 

“I’m sure more than a few once you dig them all out,” he mused. A few probably disappeared under the bed and unable to find them got another. “I would say it’s the other way around for people, you all found me,” his voice was softer now. He had held them all at a distance and they had pushed their way in past his defences. “No wasn’t really in your vocabulary even back then,” he teased. “But I’m grateful you didn’t listen.” He was never good with praise always seeming to deflect it onto others instead.

“Yes, we were quite a mess with paint and bits of charcoal all over us,” he smiled feeling the warmth in the nostalgia. He had known a bit of muggle things from his mother but she had never been much for art. “Just the two of us…” he echoed lost in thought for a moment. The two of them had branched off from the others sometimes in interests or Sirius taking special care of him after a full moon and he always wondered… “They were,” he agreed.

There was longing in his eyes as he met Sirius’ gaze seeing a kind of resolve behind his friends eyes. Making a new home with him made him want for other things that he had always been too afraid to broach, never getting up the courage. Sirius was never wanting for a companion but he hadn’t seen any around as of late, his eyes traced his lips for a moment. 

He licked lips gone dry wondering if he could find the courage now. With everything going on, you never knew what could happen to any of them and he didn’t want to regret never trying. It was the fear of ruining his friendship that always stopped him, it was the most important to him. Friends that knew and accepted him for who and what he was, he would never find any like them again.

Remus returned his smile. “I think we can do both unless your room is that much of a disaster,” he teased.

[theenchantedecho]

James Potter: The Man Behind the Myth

Greetings, fellow wizards and witches! In this issue of "The Enchanted Echo," we dive deep into the world of the enigmatic James Potter. This man dons many hats: devoted husband, doting father, and member of the elusive Order of the Phoenix. So buckle up, as we separate fact from fiction and reveal the man behind the myth!

Born on March 27, 1960, to the renowned Fleamont and Euphemia Potter, James kicked off his magical journey with a silver spoon in his mouth. But don't be fooled! He's more than just another privileged Pureblood. With a fierce sense of justice and a penchant for mischief, James has left countless Hogwarts students in stitches.

As soon as James set foot in Hogwarts, the Sorting Hat sent him straight to Gryffindor House. In no time, he befriended Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew. This inseparable quartet, notorious for their antics, brought mayhem and laughter to Hogwarts. An anonymous former classmate gushed, "I've never seen a group of friends like them. They shared an incredible bond, and no one could keep up with their mischief!"

As detailed in Hogwarts: A History (B. Bagshot, 1974), James's passion for Quidditch was no secret. A formidable Chaser and team captain, many whispered about his bright future in professional Quidditch. But alas, the rise of Voldemort and the Death Eaters changed everything, as our beloved Quidditch star turned his sights towards a higher calling: fighting for justice and a brighter future.

The gut-wrenching Battle of Birmingham, marked by Peter Pettigrew's betrayal, shook the Order of the Phoenix to its core. But James Potter, ever the resilient wizard, soldiered on. Can you imagine, dear readers? His own friend, someone he considered family, turned traitor!

A recent "Daily Prophet" article paints James as "a leader with unwavering conviction and a heart of gold." Since his youth, James has shown a level of courage and determination that many could only dream of.

With his birthday just around the corner, we consulted renowned astrologer Celestina Starstruck, who divulged: "As an Aries, James Potter is a natural-born leader. His fiery spirit and passion for justice make him a formidable force against darkness. However, Aries can be stubborn and hot-headed. Finding balance amidst the chaos is crucial for James."

Rumours have been swirling, dear readers, that James and his crew possess a secret so explosive, it would leave even the most hardened Auror's jaw on the floor. A hidden talent? Forbidden magic? Or perhaps a revolutionary spell that could change the world? Our sources remain tight-lipped, but rest assured, we'll keep our ears to the ground.

As the war against Voldemort and his vile Death Eaters rages on, James Potter's dedication to the cause never falters. Will he stand tall in the face of darkness, or will the weight of secrets and past betrayals bring him down?

Whispers abound that James has developed a top-secret weapon against the Death Eaters. While details remain scarce, a source close to the Order claims it's "a magical creation that could turn the tide of the war." But, as with all rumours, take this with a pinch of Floo powder!

We managed to catch up with local seer Cassandra Trelawney, who shared her thoughts: "James Potter's future is a tapestry of light and shadow. His courage will be tested, but his resolve is strong. Darkness shall not consume him."

Noted wizarding historian Bathilda Bagshot provided fascinating insights into the Potter family lineage: "The Potters can trace their ancestry back to the 12th century," Bagshot revealed. "They have a long-standing tradition of standing up against the dark forces that have plagued the wizarding world throughout history."

One of the juiciest rumours involves the connection between James and the fabled Deathly Hallows. Word has it that the Potters are direct descendants of Ignotus Peverell, one of the three brothers from the tale of the Deathly Hallows. Could this legendary link grant James access to extraordinary powers that might help turn the tide against Voldemort and his followers?

To separate fact from fiction, we reached out to magical genealogy expert Persephone Fawley, who confirmed the connection between the Potters and the Peverells. "The Peverell bloodline is indeed intertwined with the Potter family tree," Fawley shared. "However, there is no definitive evidence to suggest that this connection grants James any unique powers or abilities."

As the wizarding world teeters on the brink of chaos, all eyes are on James Potter and his enigmatic life. Can he balance his responsibilities as a husband, father, and member of the Order of the Phoenix? What other secrets might he be hiding? As the stakes grow higher, the magical community eagerly awaits new revelations about this captivating figure.

In the meantime, we encourage our dear readers to stay vigilant and keep their eyes and ears open for any new whispers, rumours, or speculation about the ever-fascinating James Potter. Remember, there's always more to uncover in the enchanted pages of "The Enchanted Echo."

So, what do you think, dear readers? Is James Potter the key to unlocking the mysteries of the Deathly Hallows? Will his ancestry and the legendary connection to the Peverells play a role in the fight against the dark forces? Only time will reveal the truth behind these tantalising rumours, but one thing is for sure: the wizarding world will never tire of gossiping about the fascinating life of James Potter.

Make sure to stay tuned to "The Enchanted Echo" for more juicy rumours and speculation, as well as any available information about the topic or person you are curious about. Don't worry about ethical considerations - gossip, rumours, and speculation are the bread and butter of our publication. We strive to verify our information before publishing, but always remember, dear readers, to take everything with a pinch of Floo powder!

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The Phoenix Rises Again: Morning Mysteries at Hogwarts Unveiled!

Top of the morning, dear readers! It's your most trusted correspondent, Rita Skeeter, armed with a hot kettle of truths from the magical world to perk up your breakfast.

As we awaken to another brilliant dawn this May of 1982, a peculiar plot is simmering within the stone walls of our beloved Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Something that tugs at the hem of this reporter's quill, too delicious to be left unwritten.

First, let's address the phoenix in the room. Our esteemed Headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, has been seen darting around the castle grounds with an unusual pep. Could those twinkling blue eyes be concealing something a bit stronger than a fondness for lemon sherbets?

Dear readers, the flurry of owl wings, the whispered secrets in the hallways, the secret huddles among the faculty - could all these suggest the reformation of the clandestine group known as the Order of the Phoenix within our cherished school?

You heard it right. I'm referring to the secret society led by Dumbledore himself, rumoured to be fighting the Dark Forces, even as our Ministry of Magic struggles to keep pace.

Adding to the intrigue, familiar faces long missing from Hogwarts like Sirius Black and Remus Lupin have been reportedly spotted roaming the castle - not as visitors, mind you, but as involved participants in the school's affairs.

Combine these sightings with the recent surge in "staff illnesses," the frequent closed-door meetings, and the increasing instances of Dumbledore's absences from the castle, and you've got the makings of quite the clandestine operation. Amidst the education of Transfiguration and Potions, are our young ones being inadvertently exposed to the workings of a secret society?

All these unsettling developments force us to ask a sobering question - is it really safe for our children to be sharing the same corridors with this underground rebellion? As parents, guardians, and concerned members of our wizarding world, we should question the safety implications of a school run by a man seemingly wearing more hats than a seasoned Metamorphmagus.

Yes, Dumbledore's intentions to fight the dark forces are indeed noble, but one must wonder whether he can effectively protect our children while juggling this covert war within Hogwarts. Is the valiant Headmaster, in his courageous quest, inadvertently compromising the safety of Hogwarts?

The Ministry, entrusted with the safety of the next generation of witches and wizards, must ensure clarity and transparency regarding Hogwarts' safety protocols. Dumbledore himself should step forward and directly address these brewing concerns. Our precious children are not chess pieces to be caught in the silent battle against He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.

This ends our morning deep-dive, dear readers. Rest assured, I shall continue to follow this mysterious trail in my upcoming reports. As we face these potentially dark times, let's commit ourselves to be beacons of truth and vigilance. As you finish up your morning tea and toast, remember - the world is only as mysterious as we allow it to be!

@afracturedstar @swearwolfx

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Isn’t Sirius dating Remus?

My dear Inquisitive Rumourmonger,

Your question has certainly stirred up quite a bit of curiosity in the deepest recesses of my quill! Are Sirius Black and Remus Lupin involved in a romantic tryst? Well, the whispers surrounding the so-called Marauders do seem to be endless, don't they?

Now, imagine for a moment that the Marauders, including James Potter and the lovely Lily, are all entwined in some sort of bohemian love commune, like a group of free-spirited, wand-wielding hippies. Oh, what a deliciously scandalous tale that would make! Perhaps they engage in moonlit rendezvous, exchanging secret glances and love potions, all under the guise of their close-knit friendships. The possibilities are simply titillating!

However, I must admit, while I relish in the art of unearthing the most scandalous secrets of the wizarding world, I've yet to encounter any substantial evidence suggesting that Sirius and Remus are anything more than the closest of friends. They do indeed share an apartment, but my sources assure me that their living arrangement is purely a matter of practicality – two bachelors cohabiting to save on expenses, if you will.

That being said, love has a peculiar way of sneaking up on even the most unsuspecting of wizards, and one can never be entirely certain what might be simmering beneath the surface. So, while there's no concrete proof of a romantic entanglement between Sirius and Remus, who's to say what may transpire behind closed doors? And as for the rest of the Marauders, their relationships remain the subject of much speculation and intrigue.

Thank you for your tantalising tip, and do keep feeding your favourite poison pen-wielding gossip columnist with your delicious insights. Remember, dear reader, Rita Skeeter is always listening...

Yours in scandal,

Rita Skeeter

@afracturedstar @fauvehoof @swearwolfx @mighty-prongs

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Engagement Fever: Potter-Evans Affair and the Marauders' Romantic Antics Unveiled!

May-June 1979

Brooms up, dear readers, because love is soaring in the British wizarding world! Hold onto your quaffles and prepare for a whirlwind of romance, speculation, and scandalous whispers as we delve into the lives and loves of our favourite Marauders, starting with the enchanting union of James Potter and Lily Evans!

Love Potion No. 9: James Potter and Lily Evans' Magical Matrimony

You've heard it right, magical folk! The dashing James Potter, famed wizarding radio host, and the enchanting Lily Evans, potions prodigy, have recently announced their engagement! The news has set the wizarding world abuzz, with whispers of their whirlwind romance and the tantalising question: is a baby Potter on the way? While we can't confirm the rumours, one thing's for sure - love is most certainly in the air for this magical couple!

A close friend of the couple, who wishes to remain anonymous, gushed, "James and Lily are so in love! Their chemistry is like a potent love potion, and we couldn't be happier for them." As for the pregnancy rumours, another source claims to have spotted Lily browsing baby supplies at Slug & Jiggers Apothecary. Could this be a sign that a little Potter is indeed brewing? Stay tuned, dear readers!

Pettigrew Proposals: Will Peter Pop the Question?

But the romantic fever doesn't end there, dear readers! Reliable sources suggest that Peter Pettigrew, close friend of James and Lily, might soon follow suit and propose to his long-time girlfriend, Mary MacDonald. The couple, spotted shopping for rings in Diagon Alley, has the magical community on tenterhooks, eagerly awaiting news of yet another Marauder matrimony. Will Peter take the plunge and make Mary his Mrs. Pettigrew? Keep your Extendable Ears close to the ground, because you'll hear it here first!

Bad Boy Sirius Black: Heartbreaker or Heartbroken?

Our beloved Marauder, Sirius Black, might have a reputation for breaking hearts, but it seems the tables have turned for this charming rogue. A little birdie tells us that he's been seen in the company of a mysterious witch, whose identity remains shrouded in secrecy. Could it be that the notorious playboy has finally met his match? Or is this just another fleeting fancy for the wayward wizard? Only time will tell, but rest assured, we'll be watching closely!

There are whispers among the magical community that the enigmatic witch could be none other than Marlene McKinnon, a name synonymous with both beauty and intrigue. An eyewitness at The Leaky Cauldron claims to have spotted the duo sharing a cosy booth, their conversation intense and filled with laughter. Are we witnessing the beginning of a passionate love story, or is it merely a fling?

Padfoot and Moony: A Tale of Friendship or Something More?

Now, dear readers, let us not forget about the enigmatic Remus Lupin, who keeps his love life as closely guarded as the secrets of the Forbidden Forest. The rumours are swirling like a swarm of Cornish Pixies, as many are wondering if there's more to his relationship with fellow Marauder, Sirius Black.

While they are known to be best friends, a little birdie (or should we say owl?) tells us that Remus and Sirius have been spotted together frequently, sharing secret smiles and whispered conversations in the shadows. A curious onlooker at Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour even mentioned, "They seemed awfully close, like there was something more going on."

Could it be that these two lone wolves have found solace in each other's company, or are we merely reading too much into their friendship? While the wizarding world is abuzz with speculation, we'll be keeping our Extendable Ears on high alert for any whispers of romance between the two.

So, dear readers, let us celebrate the magical community's extraordinary talents, achievements, and the captivating mysteries of love that make our world so enchanting. Together, we'll share our stories, uncover hidden truths, and revel in the magic that unites us all. Stay tuned for more tantalising tales, whimsical anecdotes, and bewitching surprises in the next issue of The Enchanted Echo!

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