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Euphemia: *sighs*
McGonagall: They never listen, do they?
Pomfrey, rubbing her temples: Itâs exhausting.
Hope: Being a mom is hard.
James, sitting down beside them: Tell me about it.
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Prompt 11 - Fake Date
@wolfstarmicrofic May 11, word count 875
âEugh, my mum keeps asking who Iâm bringing to my cousin's wedding!â Remus groaned as he checked the new message on his phone. âSheâs getting worse. Ever since Oscar and I broke up itâs all she cares about.â He shook his head and put on a high-pitched voice, imitating Hope. âReemuss,â He elongated his name like Hope did with her lilting accent. âRemus, why donât you have a nice boy to bring to Gwenâs wedding? You should go find yourself someone, Remus.â He grimaced. âLike itâs so easy. She met dad in the middle of a forest when that guy jumped out of the trees at her and dad came to her rescue. Knowing my luck, the would be murderer would fall for me.â He leaned his head back and cursed the heavens.Â
Sirius had sat there patiently listening to Remus grouse. He snatched Remusâs phone from his lap and typed a quick message to Hope.Â
âThere,â He said. âNow you have a date.â He grinned mischievously. Remus paled.Â
âWhat did you do?â He picked up his phone and gasped. âSirius! What the actual?!â His phone pinged as Hope started gushing about how happy she was and how much sheâd always loved Sirius. He had to put his phone on silent to shut it up. Sirius had messaged Hope telling her that he was bringing Sirius as his date. Sirius who heâd had a crush on for years and told his mother every little thing about it. Oh gods, this was going to be a disaster.Â
âItâll be fine, Remus. Iâll pretend to be your boyfriend for the day, and then weâll mysteriously break up, none of them will be the wiser, and it'll make your mum happy.â Remus groaned into his hands.Â
They travelled to Wales the day before the wedding and stayed at Remusâs parents house. Lyall greeted them at the door but then disappeared into his study. He was happy in there and Remus was happy he was in there, to be honest. Theyâd never quite seemed to quite understand each other and this way was easier, much to Hopeâs annoyance.Â
Hope, on the other hand, wrapped them both in her arms and cooed over Sirius.
âI knew youâd end up together. Youâre perfect for each other.â Sirius lapped it up. The only problem they had was Hope put them in Remusâs old bedroom. They hadnât thought of that when theyâd agreed to stay there. There wasnât even another spare room.Â
âItâll be fun,â Sirius beamed. âLike being back at school.âÂ
âWe never shared a bed. That was you and James,â Remus reminded him.Â
âWell, better late than never then, I guess,â Sirius responded. So that was how Remus found himself in bed with Sirius.Â
Thankfully, morning came quickly and then it was time for the wedding.Â
Everybody made a fuss about Sirius.
âHeâs so handsome Remus,â His grandmother had declared when heâd introduced him. âYou ought to put a ring on his finger, so he doesnât get away,â Sheâd said loudly. Remus went beet red.Â
âNain, you canât just yell that out!â He hushed her.Â
âAnd why not? I want to see some great grand kids before I pop my clogs, and you arenât getting any younger,â
âOh my god,â He didnât know how to handle her apart from with a gin and tonic and the bar wasnât open yet.Â
âDonât you worry, Mrs Howell, Iâll make an honest man out of him.â Sirius said, linking her arm with his and leading her away to her table. He turned and winked at Remus. Remus wished he could turn invisible.Â
By the end of the wedding, Sirius had won over all of Remusâs family and all of the grooms. In fact, more people knew who Sirius was at the wedding than knew who Remus was.Â
Remus was glad when they were on their way back to his parents house. It had been a long day. âSo,â Sirius asked him. âWhen are you going to pop the question? Your Nainâs promised me her engagement ring.â He grinned, fighting back a laugh at Remus.Â
âOh, haha, Sirius,â Remus rolled his eyes and said no more about the subject.Â
That night, much to Remusâs surprise, Sirius snuggled under his arm and rested his head on Remusâs chest.Â
âI had fun today.â Sirius told him with a sleepy voice. âYour family is really nice, and I might just steal your Nain. She was brilliant.â He turned his head to look at Remus. âThank you for letting me come.â He said quietly.Â
âYou invited yourself. I had nothing to do with it.â Remus huffed.Â
He closed his eyes hoping Sirius would take the hint. But instead, Sirius pushed up and kissed him. Remusâs eyes shot open, and he stared at Sirius.Â
âI was serious about that ring, Moony. Whenever youâre ready, Iâll be there.â Remus didnât know what to say, so he dragged Siriusâs face back to his and kissed him deeper than their first. He melted as Sirius kissed him back. âTook you long enough,â Sirius murmured against his lips. Remus had never been happier. He made a note to send a bottle of champagne to his cousin, because without her this might never have happened. Â
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my marauders era designs master post
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hope lupin is stronger than me cause if my 5 year old son turned into a tiny little wolf once a month i would immediately get turned into a werewolf. i wouldnât be able to resist trying to cuddle him.
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22nd October - Apple - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 433
The house was always full of laughter on the day the boys arrived.
It had been established as tradition sometime in Remus' second year that his friends would come over just before school would start. They'd spend the day off doing god knows what in the countryside, returning in the evening only when tiredness and hunger drove them back inside.
James was charming, chatty. Hope assumed he was a favourite amongst all his friends' parents, as he offered to help with this and that and always had a funny anecdote about his latest exploits on the Quidditch pitch to share.
Peter was shyer than the others, nervous but kind. Hope assumed he found it difficult to get a word in edgeways, crowded out by his much more exuberant friends.
Hope remembered the first time she'd seen Sirius, hovering in the doorway to the kitchen, more reserved than the quick and confident boy that Remus had described. He was twelve, ill at ease, grey eyes and wild hair, and something about him that made Hope feel a pang of apprehension and concern.
"He won't be used to Muggles," Lyall had offered by way of explanation, when Hope had mentioned her impressions to him when they'd gone to bed that evening. "He's from a very ancient, pure blood family. He won't be used to....the likes of us."
But that wasn't quite it, and although Hope had to admit the Wizarding World in all its complexity was still a mystery to her, there seemed something more in Sirius' tension that she couldn't quite place.
And then suddenly, one late summer day when the boys were fifteen, she'd looked up from the apples she was peeling and slicing to make into a pie and seen it. A small moment. Every day. Insignificant. Blink and you'd miss it. But that explained everything.
The boys were outside beneath the large tree that was shading the garden from most of the heat. A petal of something had floated down and settled in Remus' hair, and Sirius reached out to remove it. A coy smile. The slight tinge of a blush. Her son carried on reading. Unaware. But Sirius' eyes had stayed on him, tender and hungry, and Hope looked away, smiled softly, and continued to bake.
Later, smells of spiced apple and pastry filled the kitchen. The boys came in from the garden, enticed. Hope cut the pie and distributed the plates, handing Sirius an extra big slice.
James, being James, noticed and complained, "How comes he gets the bigger slice?"
Hope could only smile and say, "Because he deserves it."
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2 in the morningâŠ
Sirius (answering the phone): Hello?
Hope: Sirius?
Sirius: Hope? What are you doing up?
Hope: Today when I told you to stop licking the batter from the whisk you looked sort of like a kicked puppy.
Sirius: What
Hope: I donât mean to pry butâŠ
Sirius: Yeah?
Hope: Sirius, dear, did you get traumatized in some way as a child?
Sirius: WHAT
Hope: Was it your parents?
Sirius: âŠyes
Hope: Do you want to talk about it?
Sirius: âŠ
Sirius (voice breaking): YeAh thatâd be reALy nice aCTually-
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Breakfast at the Lupins - a wolfstar microfic
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September 9 - Owl
Words: 299
Remus was enjoying a quiet Sunday breakfast. With Mum eyeing a crossword and Dad spreading whatever latest reports out on his end of the table, no one minded Remus reading a fantasy-novel while slowly stirring his tea.
The tell-tale sound of an owl picking on the window made them look up. Mum opened and carefully freed the bird from the attached letter.
"It's for you, Remus."
He quickly grabbed the parchment from her hand and recognised Sirius swirling cursive. They had not gone a week without correspondence during summer, but he hadn't expected a letter today, the last day of the brake.
"Who is it from?"
"A friend."
"That can't wait until tomorrow to say hello?"
"Mm" Remus smiled as he read about Sirius looking forward to seeing him soon and already planning pranks they could do.
"Hm, I know that look..." Mum nudged Dad with a knowing smile "Do you think our son is waiting to meet a special someone tomorrow?"
"Mum! I said it's just a friend!"
That earned him a stern look from Dad. "Remus! That's no way to speak to your mother!"
"Sorry."
"It's alright." Mum put a hand on his arm. "I'm sorry, Remus. I shouldn't pry where I have no business."
Remus forced a smile to accept her apology and looked back at the letter, but he couldn't read another word. If it was that obvious, how would he hide it from his friends? In his mind, he could already hear the entire Hogwarts express buzzing with the news about weird Remus, not only being the freak that he already was but also having a crush on his best friend.
Suddenly his longing for tomorrow turned to panic.
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Recovery
@wolfstarmicrofic
Word count: 607
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The day Sirius came to Jamesâ house was, if anything, a chaotic day.
Showing up at the Potterâs front door so badly injured he very quickly passed out from exhaustion and blood loss. Euphemia called healers to the house immediately, while James called for Remus and Peter.Â
The second he uttered the words, âItâs Sirius,â to Remus, the boy had popped up out of the fireplace and rushed to Siriusâ side. Peter took a bit longer, considering he had to make sure his parents knew where he was going. Remus simply sent them an owl, saying,
âItâs too important for me to wait. Theyâll understand.â
They did, thankfully, understand, and the next day they dropped off Remusâ things at the Potterâs. They were offered a room to stay in, but declined.Â
âWe donât want to crowd the poor boy,â Hope explained.
Remus was frantic the entire time Sirius was unconscious; a few days. He would wake up in a cold sweat and rush to his side, but considering he insisted on having a bed in the same room as Sirius, this wasnât a very far journey.
Sirius woke up around three days after he had arrived, and in the middle of the night. Remus called for the healers immediately, and then kneeled by the bed.Â
âDo you need anything?â he had asked.
âMoonyâŠâ Sirius croaked, before promptly falling unconscious again.Â
Remus promptly fell into hysterics.
âWhat if he doesnât wake up? What if they hurt him too much? Oh, those bastards. Iâm going toâ Iâm gonnaââ
He was cut off by Fleamontâs hand on his shoulder.
âBest not say something that could get you in trouble,â he advised.
Remus ground his teeth, but stayed silent.
One of the healers who was checking on Sirius jumped in, telling them, âItâs quite normal for this to happen, no need to worry! In fact, it means that heâs fairly well on his way to recovering completely!â
Remus didnât seem convinced.
When James came in to check on him the next morning, he found Remus still awake. He was nodding off, but then his head would snap back up to watch Sirius.
âMate, you need sleep,â James told him.
âBut what if he wakes up again and Iâm not there?â Remus sounded so desperate, so defeated, it broke Jamesâ heart a little.Â
âHow about I sit by his bed while you sleep, and if he wakes up, Iâll let you know.â
Remus nodded dejectedly and laid down to rest. James could tell he fell asleep immediately. He slept for nearly fourteen hours, which made James question how much sleep he had been getting over the past few days, even excluding the night before.
Sirius woke up a few more times over the next two days. He always did the same thing: ask for Remus, and then go back under.
The pattern was broken six days after he had first shown up at Jamesâ house. He had startled awake, and said to a very surprised Remus,
âHello, Moony. Do you think I could have some water?â Remus had stared at him in shock for several moments before exclaiming,
âHeâs awake!â and promptly summoning a glass of water that he dropped, spilled all over himself, tried to clean up, and slipped and fell over. Sirius looked at him flustered on the floor, and began to laugh.
âOw. Ow, ow,â he wheezed, clutching his side.
Remus glared at him. âIâm just trying to help. You donât need to laugh.â
Sirius wiped away tears from the corners of his eyes, still slightly chuckling. âYou always know how to make me feel better, donât you Remus?â
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(Lyall Lupin being a Good Dad for his anxious son in lawđ For @wolfstarmicrofic)
9th: Cosy
1039 words
Lyall goes to use the toilet, and ends up adopting a new son.
Your New Family
âReally, Lyall?â Hope places her hands on her hips. âWe just got here!â
âSorry dear,â Lyall says cheerily. âBut thatâs the price you pay for becoming an old man, very frequent toilet breaks. Besides,â he adds. âWith all your fretting about not being late, weâre like twenty minutes early, so nowâs the perfect time.â
Hope rolls her eyes, a gesture Lyall is all too familiar with, and goes to inquire whether their table is already available, while Lyall strolls to the restrooms.
When heâs relieved himself and walks over to the sinks, thereâs a boy pacing up and down. Well, maybe heâs more a young man, looking rather handsome with his fancy shoes, crisp white shirt, fitted suit jacket and long hair neatly tied into a pony tail, but to Lyall, heâs still a boy.
As Lyall is washing his hands, the boy leans on the sink next to him, staring at his reflection in the mirror, while taking what seem to be calming breaths.
Lyall meets the boyâs sharp grey eyes in the mirror. âEverything alright, lad?â
âAh,â the boy says, looking slightly flustered. âYes. Yes, Iâm sorry, sir. Please, donât mind me. Iâm just...â He gestures vaguely with his hand. âAnxious, I guess.â
Lyall smiles at him as he turns off the tap. âOn a big date?â
âNo,â the boy says. âNot really. I mean, sort of, I guess.â The boy makes a move as if he wants to run his hand through his hair, showing that heâs not used to having it tied up. He settles for tugging at his pony tail. âIâm meeting my boyfriendâs parents for the first time. Theyâll be here in...â He checks his watch. âFifteen minutes. Fuck.â He presses his hand against his forehead. âPardon my language,â he says after a quick glance at Lyall.
âAh,â Lyall says, as something starts to dawn on him. âAnd you donât think theyâll be... nice people?â
âTheyâre the best people!â The boy exclaims. âGoing by what my boyfriend has been telling me at least, theyâre really great.â He shakes his head. âBut thatâs just the fucking- I mean, thatâs just the bloody problem, innit?â
Lyall tilts his head as he dries his hands with a paper towel. âHow so?â
The boy shrugs. âMy boyfriend comes from this warm and loving family, and heâs really close to his parents. Itâs important to him that I get along with them.â
âRight.â Lyall nods in understanding. âAnd that of course puts a lot of pressure on you.â
The boy sighs. âIâm just scared Iâll fuck it- sorry, Iâll mess it up. I mean, what do I know about bonding with parents? I couldnât even get my own bloody parents to even like me, and theyâre supposed to have been programmed to love me!â
âIâm sorry to hear that,â Lyall says sincerely.
âHeâs envisioning this whole future, yâknow?â The boy continues, now letting it all come out. âComing together for birthdays, celebrating Christmases together, Sunday brunches at his parentsâ place... Heâs picturing this harmonious, cosy family, and I sure as hell canât offer him that from my side, so if his parents donât like me, Iâll take all of that away from him.â
Lyall looks at him sympathetically. âSounds like itâs really important to you.â
The boy looks away. âI just donât want to disappoint him,â he says softly. Then he lets out a humourless laugh. âGod, Iâm sorry. I swear I donât normally trauma-dump on strangers in the restroom like this!â
âNo, no,â Lyall says. âI asked, so donât worry about it, lad. And the fact that Youâre so anxious only means that this guy really means a lot to you.â
âHe means everything to me,â the boy says without a moment of hesitation. He smiles to himself. âI canât even explain. I mean... if I canât give him everything, if he can find someone who can, who will make him happier, then I want him to break up with me, yâknow? Even if itâll completely destroy me. Itâs like.... nothing matters besides his happiness.â He shakes his head. âIâm probably not making much sense. Iâve honestly never felt like this before.â
Lyall feels a warmth somewhere in his chest. âYou know, lad, all a parent want is for their child to be happy...â
âBut I donât know that,â the boy interrupts, before adding quietly âMine sure never did...â
Lyall feels a surge of fatherly protectiveness wash over him, for a boy he only just met! âIâm sorry you had that experience,â he says, placing a hand on the boyâs shoulder. âBut take it from me, if they are indeed the good people your boyfriend has made them out to be, then that will be the only thing that matters,â he says firmly. âSo if you love your guy-â
âI do,â the boy immediately says. âI love him so, so much.â
Lyall regards him fondly, gently squeezing his shoulder. âThen trust me, that will be enough for them. It wonât matter if youâre wearing a fancy jacket, or if youâre hair is neatly tied up, or if you let slip the occasional curse word. If he loves you and you love him, and you make him happy, then that is going to be more than enough.â
The boy gives him a grateful look. âWell, then I have nothing to worry about,â he then says with a grin. âLoving him is actually my specialty!â
Lyall lets out a laugh. âSounds like youâre going to be just fine!â
Suddenly, the boy gives him a hug. Lyall is startled for a moment, but then easily hugs him back.
âThank you,â the boy says, pulling away. âIâm sure this isnât what you were expecting when you just wanted to use the toilet, but I appreciate it.â
âDonât worry about it,â Lyall says. âAnd Iâm sure your new family will grow to love you.â
The boy grins at him. âAlright, here I go. Wish me luck!â
âYou donât need it, lad.â
The boy chuckles. âIf Remusâ dad is even slightly like you, Iâm sure Iâll be fine!â And then he dashes out of the restroom.
Lyall looks in the mirror and smiles to himself. âIâve got a sense that he will be.â
Now with a part 2!
Part 2: Your New Son
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my remus is the ultimate sheep in a wolf in sheep's clothing. he does all that he can to separate himself from the scars and the secrets and the fury, and yet for some reason he just can't. he tells himself he is more than what he looks like, that he's kinder and more sensitive than his condition makes him feel. but there's a voice in the back of his head saying, there is something wrong with you, something rotting deep inside you. he doesn't trust himself, and he doesn't trust the people that do.
outwardly, he's quiet and shy, his nose always in a book or pointed at the floor. he doesn't want to call any more attention than his big frame and ugly scars guarantee. his meek, unassuming demeanor hides his inner two personalities at constant turmoil perfectly. one is rage-filled, bitter and resentful at the father that caused his curse and seemed to fear him more than love him, snarling and biting its sharp teeth at his mother when she tried to comfort him, because how naive is she to believe her son isn't a monster like everyone who knows thinks? the other is sensitive, blindly loving everyone, fiercely protective of the whole world. his love and sensitivity is almost too much for him to bear. so he covers it all up. it's simply easier to exist under a false identity.
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fic recs of the month
This is just a collection of my fic recs for the month of march, have fun <3
The Lab
by @de-sire-blog (de_sire) on Ao3
âI donât get it,â Sirius says truthfully. âRemus is such a nice person, why does everyone pretend like heâs some kind of wicked stepmother?â
James laughs joyfully and winks at Sirius. âAre we even talking about the same person?â He holds out his hand above his head. âBig guy, about this tall, curly hair? Temper like a sleeping dragon? Smart, but a bit full of himself? Can kill you with his eyes?â
Sirius raises his eyebrows and laughs as well. âNo, I donât think we are talking about the same person at all.â Â
A love story about healing, new beginnings and growing up. Academia! Romance! Shared cigarettes, cute cats, lots of coffee and the most amorous business trip you have ever seen.
the hare and the hound
by @steelycunt (aeridi0nis) on Ao3
âHeâll never have to do it again, Remus realises. He can just keep being good, if he just behaves, heâll never have to do it again, never with the dark and the bleeding and the crying. He just canât give them reason to be angry at him, and he wonât, he hasnât. And his mum is right â the drink does make him feel a little better.â
or:
Remus is a terribly behaved five-year-old. He doesnât really think so himself, but his parents lock him in the cellar every month, so he must be doing something to deserve it. Well, not anymore. Heâs got a plan, see, sort of. Heâll never go downstairs again.
Dusk
by @theresthesnitch on Ao3
âThatâs not fair.â Sirius was crying now, and Remus swiped his tears away with his thumb. âThis isnât fair. We havenât had enough time. Itâs not fair.âÂ
âI know, love.â Remus leaned in for a kiss, and wondered if it would be the last. âI have loved you for sixty-two years, and itâs nowhere near enough.âÂ
Or
Sirius loses his memories.
Lupine
by @wolfstarbuxks (BayleyWinchester) on Ao3
Lupine adjective lu·pine | \ ËlĂŒ-ËpÄ«n \ Definition of lupine : WOLFISH
Teddy is Remus' everything in life. He'd do anything for his son - including going to the same zoo, twice a week for a year so that his son could see the wolves that he had fallen in love with.
And if that meant that Remus got to met a sexy zookeeper, who was he to complain?
CONSTANT VIGILANCE and COMMON SENSE
by darkbluedark on Ao3
In which Alastor not-yet-"Mad-Eye"-but-still-quite-Mad Moody does as Alastor "Just Mad" Moody does, and brings a sneakoscope to an Order meeting.
~The kind of fix-it that makes so much sense that the fact that it isn't canon should be considered a plot hole in itself~
A Brief History of Dragons
by @eyra on Ao3
It's lovely up here; all meadows dotted with wildflowers, wind-beaten tracks criss-crossing this way and that through the fields, weaving inland to the pinewoods. The sun's hot on his back as he passes ramshackle stone walls, long since crumbled to piles of ancient rubble and scree, and then the path winds downwards, still following the line of the coast until Sirius finds himself outside an old white cottage, tucked away behind the hill with a rose garden that faces out to the sea.
Sirius moves to Cornwall for the summer and meets a rude, beautiful boy who is writing a book that may or may not be about dragons.
The Phoenix Agency
by LupinsChocolatePraline on Ao3
Sirius Black is excited to start his first full-time job after Uni, but this life change doesnât sit well with his boyfriend who is difficult to live with on a good day, abusive on all other days. Sirius is good at pretending that everything is alright, he can even convince himself, but sometimes he wishes things were different. The problem is â Fabian is all Sirius has. Or so they both think.
Remus Lupin is a senior copywriter at an advertising agency, currently single by choice, and very comfortable with his unchanging daily routine, his familiar colleagues and his company-issued ergonomic chair thatâs been his for three years now. When his favourite graphic designer is replaced by a twitchy, fresh-out-of-university Sirius Black, his peaceful routine takes an unexpected hit.
#fic recs of the month#fic rec friday#exept it's saturday#fic rec not friday#the lab#the hare and the hound#dusk#lupine#CONSTANT VIGILANCE and COMMON SENSE#a brief history of dragons#the phoenix agancy#wolfstar#remus lupin#sirius black#james potter#lily evans#alice fortescue#frank longbottom#regulus black#lyall lupin#hope lupin#harry potter#teddy lupin#ron weasley#werewolf remus lupin#hermione granger#severus snape#fix it fic#marauders fix it#angst
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Prompt 25 - Cox
@wolfstarmicrofic August 25, word count 681
CW - Grave, open grave, funeral, minor character death
The service had been small. Hope hadnât had any family left apart from Lyall and himself. She had a few friends dotted about who had made the journey to see her off, but most of the mourning party was made up of Remusâs friends. Sirius, James, Peter, Mary, Marlene, Dorcus and Lily. Theyâd all met his Mum at least, and she'd loved each and every one of them.Â
Lily had his left hand in hers and gave it a squeeze to get him to stand up as his mumâs coffin was carried from the church. Sirius had his right hand and together he and Lily led him to walk behind Hope. He watched with tearful eyes as she was lowered into the ground.Â
âAshes to ashes, dust to dust,â The Vicar read the prayer, but Remus blocked out the rest. Hope had been the religious one, not him and certainly not Lyall, but this had been her last wish, and they'd sworn to grant her it. Lily dropped his hand and he shuffled forward to drop a handful of soil onto the shiny coffin that held his mum.Â
âI miss you so much already, Mum,â He whispered to her. â I love you,â He dropped the dirt from his hand and winced at the sound it made as it crashed onto the coffin below. Sirius dipped to scoop up a handful as well.Â
âRest easy Hope, say hi to Alphard for me,â And he let the soil spill from his hand. He helped Remus back to where Lily was standing, and she took his hand again after saying her own farewell.Â
Remus was unaware of anything but the two hands holding his. But soon the service was over, and two men began filling in the grave as the mourners filtered out of the graveyard. Lyall came up to him and grasped his shoulder in his big hand, his eyes shining bright with unshed tears.Â
âThanks for coming, Hope would have loved seeing you all,â Lyall said to the others. "See you tonight," He added to Remus before walking away.Â
His friends gathered around him, encasing him in their love. They stood in the cold until the men had finished their job and left them to it. Remus approached the edge of the grave again and shook. She was really gone. He felt Sirius shake too. Then a snort from James. Soon all his friends were trying in vain to hide their laughter.Â
âWhat is it?â He turned to Sirius, his heart broken.Â
âIâm so sorry, love,â Sirius took a deep breath, wiping the tears from the corner of his eyes. âItâs just who picked out this spot?âÂ
âMum did,â He answered, his voice croaking. âWhy?â
âItâs just. Oh, I donât really want to tell you, not right now,â Sirius grimaced.Â
âTell me,â Remus begged. He had a million thoughts rattling around in his head. Sirius looked around for help but no one stepped forward. He ran his free hand through his hair.Â
âItâs just Hope is surrounded by Cox,â Remusâs eyes bugged out of his head. Surely he couldnât have heard that right. Sirius pointed at the graves beside Hopes and behind.Â
âTheyâre overheard as well,â Marlene snorted from the graves on the row in front of Hopes.Â
Remus peered at the name beside his motherâs fresh grave. âIrene Coxâ. He burst into loud uncontrollable guffaws. He fell to his knees at his motherâs graveside, unable to stand with the laughter escaping from him.Â
âMerlin, Mum. Thanks. Thanks so much. I love you,â He blew a kiss to the quiet earth, knowing Hope must have set this up to make him smile one final time. He stood up and looked at his friends gathered there to help him through this horrid time in his life.Â
âLetâs go get a pint and a sherry for Mum so we can drink to her,â Sirius grabbed his hand again, squeezing it gently. They followed the twisting path out of the little graveyard and Remus could have sworn he heard his mumâs laugh following after them. Â
#wolfstar#wolfstar microfic#remus lupin#sirius black#dead gay wizards#remus john lupin#sirius orion black#james potter#lily evans#marlene mckinnon#mary macdonald#dorcas meadowes#peter pettigrew#lyall lupin#hope lupin#remus x sirius#sirius x remus#remus and sirius#sirius and remus#marauders era#harry potter#hopes funeral#sirius and lily are his rocks#hopes last joke#surrounded by cox#cw - grave#cw - open grave#cw - funeral#cw - minor character death#cox
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Remus Lupin who was extremely close with and loved by his mum. Remus Lupin who would tell his mum everything. Except for being gay because he was scared of their reactions. Hope Lupin who secretly knew without being told but didnât say anything until Remus told her. Remus Lupin who came out to Hope before Lyall because it felt easier. Both of them always love him no matter what.
Remus lupin who brought his friend Sirius black home for Christmas in 3rd year (James went on holiday). Hope Lupin who immediately saw that Remus viewed Sirius as more than a friend. Hope Lupin who knew before Remus knew. Hope Lupin who pretended to be surprised when Remus told her he and Sirius were dating in sixth year.
Hope Lupin who does nothing but support.
#did i write this to make my life even more relatable to remus?#very possible#i wonder if my mom does know#some things she says makes it seem so#i think sheâs suspicious about how much i talk about my âfriendâ (girlfriend)#remus lupin#sirius black#marauders#marauders era#wolfstar#remus kinnie#remus x sirius#hope lupin#mum#remus#sirius#hope#love#support#lgbtq#pride
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"Lyall is a bad father" you really think a man like Remus Lupin could have been raised by a bad father? Get out of my fucking house.
#remus lupin#lyall lupin#hope lupin#harry potter#the mauraders era#mauraders era#teddy lupin#nymphadora tonks
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Making Remus Lupin suffer without giving him a different backstory
'Remus, son, I want you to know that tomorrow will be the last bit of travelling I do until the week after the full moon. Your mother and I know that we cannot understand what you go through, nor remove the burden of that curse, but as long as we are able to, we will stay by your side, from the first aches until the moon - well, you know.' But that wasn't really the issue. Remus knew his parents would do everything they could to make his transformations easier. The problem was how visibly content they were. It wasn't that Remus didn't want his parents to be happy, nor did he prefer them to be thin with worry like they had been. No, the trouble was that Remus' darkest suspicions seemed to have been right: his parents were infinitely more happy without him.   'Thanks dad,' Remus said, not knowing what else to say. 'I will miss you,' Lyall said, 'it seems silly to go away when I finally have you home, but this case...' 'I can't wait for you to tell us all about it,' Remus said, forcing a smile.
So yesterday I posted another chapter of my long fic: chapter 56. And it's quite a good example of one of the things I feel is woefully underexplored in the marauders fandom who otherwise loves suffering - and that is when we suffer because things are good. Firstly I think the actual story of the marauders is primarily one that's full of life, which makes it all the more terrible when James and Lily are murdered, Sirius is sent to Azkaban, Peter goes into hiding and Remus loses everything.
I understand that a "they were almost always happy" story doesn't really have a lot of drama and action and page turner elements to it. Especially fanfics - I am definitely here for hurt and hurt/comfort and angst and all the rest. However, even within the happiness, there is still room for sadness, guilt, grief, stress, worry etc etc.
Loving parents are a blessing, but loving suffering parents can still be a source of pain. And I will keep pushing this agenda (via writing, rants, discussions etc) of there's so much more to canon - we really don't need to give Remus made up trauma or scars to explore how difficult his life is.
#Remus Lupin#Remus Lupin POV#Marauders fic#I solemnly swear#Lyall Lupin#Hope Lupin#I love them both so much#AND THEY LOVED REMUS#That still doesn't mean it was easy to be Remus Lupin
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hey divas here is a list of wolfstar fics i am enjoying/have enjoyed! itâs not organized by date or anything sorry so go crazy & if you can, leave a nice comment on works you enjoyed đââïžđ
The Delegate by WanderingBandurria
Abyss by businessirius
If You'd Stayed a Stranger by melpomenite
starlight season by JoyHale
Dulce Et Decorum Est (Pro Amor Mori) by nicodiangelol, SevenSidedStories
When This Is All Over by monochromedelirious
The Things I Did by Lolo_row
marginalia by spindrifters (!!!)
The Homecoming of Sirius Black by lunarlivs, MissAmericanBi
an endless sky of honey by colgatebluemintygel, pjxckson
Let Me Believe (Ever After) by BrigidFaye
Curtain Call by notryangosling
Burning and Buried With the Rest of It by kalegreeneyes
#wolfstar#marauders#sirius black#remus lupin#regulus black#james potter#lily evans#ao3#fic rec#marauder fic rec#peter pettigrew#hope lupin#sirius x remus
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