#it’s Sirius’s first time at the beach let him have his fun and scream in te background

[fyloune-taylorsversion]

Wolfstar at the beach 🤗

[the-dream-team]

Chlorine

A fluffy little one-shot for @efkgirldetective's summer of jily week two prompt: swimming with friends // Today we're younger than we're ever gonna be <3

“What in Merlin’s name is that smell?” gagged Sirius, bringing his towel up to cover his nose.

Mary swotted him with a bright green foam noodle. “That’s just the chlorine, you knob. It’s a chemical Muggles use to keep the water clean.”

“The water’s not clean?” squeaked Peter, his beady eyes widening.

“Take a look around Pettigrew,” laughed Mary, gesturing wildly. “There are about a trillion little kids running around with saggy trunks and juice-stained mouths, it’s not exactly the Prefect’s bathroom here.”

The group of teenagers took a moment to survey their surroundings. Sirius was right, the thick summer air reeked of chlorine wafting from unnaturally electric blue swimming pools, packed with screaming children, brightly colored floaties, and haggard parents. Behind the main pool, reaching up to the sky, stood two impressive slides, winding and bending in every direction before opening up into a smaller basin. Once every minute, the slide discarded a new, squealing child into the water with an eruptive splash.

Lily eyed the Muggle kids with some trepidation. “Are we too old to be here?” she asked, eyes shifting as she clutched her copy of Herbology for Potioneers a little closer to her chest. “It feels like everyone else is about a decade younger than us.”

“Don’t worry too much about that, Evans,” said James, a bright smile aimed in her direction. “Today we’re younger than we’re ever going to be, anyway!” He nudged her affectionately, resulting in a rosy hue that spread across her cheeks as their bare shoulders made contact.

“Alright,” announced Remus after barely dodging a rogue beach ball, “let’s find a place to put our towels before these buggers realize we’re easy targets.”

They managed to snag a row of plastic lounge chairs beside the wave pool to dump their belongings on before Sirius set his sights on the towering waterslides across the park.

“You said these slides were crazy fast, right MacDonald?” Sirius asked, a dangerous gleam in his eye.

“They’re the fastest in Britain,” grinned Mary, tossing her sunnies aside. “And you get some serious air on your way out, it’s the closest thing Muggles have to flying, I’d argue.”

Lily tensed and quickly diverted her attention to her book, though her eyes remained still as she stared at the pages. Almost no one noticed her sudden discomfort.

“That’s bloody brilliant,” grinned Sirius. “Last one to the top has to buy us a round of those mushie drinks.”

“They’re called slushies, Padfoot.”

“Call them whatever you want, Moony, but I want a blue one.” Sirius discarded his t-shirt onto a chair and kicked off his sandals in preperation. “Prongs, do you think we could convince the lifeguards to let us go down the slides together?”

But James wasn’t paying attention to Sirius. “Nah, go ahead without me,” he said, eyes trained on Lily as she continued intently staring at her book. “I think I’m gonna start out a little slower with the lazy river. Evans, care to keep me company?”

Lily’s eyes snapped up to see Sirius’ dropped jaw, Mary’s raised eyebrows, and James’ steady smile.

“Oh,” she said, her voice finding a higher octave than usual, “sure, I could join you.”

“Fine,” grumbled Sirius, pulling the others along with him, “but I’m coming to find you at that dopey river after our first round on the slides. I won’t let you be boring all day, Prongs.”

James shrugged, barely paying the others any mind as he extended a hand to Lily. She watched their friends saunter off before accepting his help to stand up.

“Hold on there, Evans,” said James, plucking her book from her hands and tossing it back onto their pile of towels, “I can’t have you doing homework; today is all about having fun!”

“Then why aren’t you going with the others to the slides?”

He paused, considering her question with a smile. “Because you’re way more fun than a couple of waterslides.”

Before she had a chance to respond, James pulled her away from the chairs and towards the center of the park, their bare feet slapping against sizzling cement as they navigated around young children and indifferent lifeguards.

The lazy river lived directly across from the concession stand, perfectly situated for parents who wanted to keep an eye on their floating kids while they enjoyed a cool beer and a basket of hot chips. The river wound itself around an impressive structure resembling a fairytale castle, complete with canons that sprayed water onto passerbys and waterfalls that poured over plastered mountainsides and into its surrounding moat.

At the water’s edge sat a pile of tubes, growing hot under the unrelenting midday sun. James released Lily’s hand to secure them two floats, missing her subtle disappointed huff at the loss of his grip when he turned his back on her. But by the time he handed over her tube, she’d managed to rearrange her face into a neutral smile.

“After you, Evans,” he said with a little bow, extending an arm towards the gently rolling river.

She rolled her eyes at the exaggerated chivalry, but stepped forward nonetheless, carefully placing her tube in the water and lowering herself into the center. The water, cool and refreshing, lapped against her backside and kissed her heels as she hung her legs over the tempered rubber.

James took a different approach, choosing to throw his own tube unceremoniously into the water before giving himself a running start to cannonball onto it. Lily screeched as he nearly jumped directly on top of her.

“You prat!” she laughed, splashing water on his face, covering his glasses in little droplets.

“You know you love me,” he teased, a glint in his eye.

The pink glow that spread across her cheeks could have passed as a light sunburn, but the way James’ eyes flashed suggested he’d picked up on the truth. His dimples appeared despite the attempt to keep his grin at bay.

“So, Potter,” she started, choosing to change the subject, “what drew you to the lazy river, other than the obvious similarities you share?”

James drove an imaginary dagger into his chest. “You wound me, Evans! But if you must know, I thought it’d be the perfect place to chat with you.”

If the river’s current hadn’t continued pulling them along, Lily might have thought time had stood still. “To chat?”

“Yeah,” he responded as though it were obvious, “the playground would be too noisy with all the kids running around, it seems like we would’ve spent more time underwater than above it at the wave pool, and the hot tubs are simply not weather appropriate.”

“With me?”

It was finally James’ turn to look surprised. “Of course! I’ve spent my whole summer mucking about with the boys, but I’ve hardly seen you since Peter’s party and I missed talking with you.”

Lily tried passing off her pleased burst of laughter as a scoff. “I always forget how forthright you are.”

“I’m an open book,” he replied, sticking her with a pointed stare she couldn’t see as she averted her own gaze, attempting to hide her growing blush he had already clocked.

“I wish I could be more like that,” she spoke to the distance, to the cloudless expanse of sky, hoping it would relay the message to the boy whose intertube continued bouncing rhythmically against her own as they traveled in endless circles.

“As a kid,” she continued, “I loved playgrounds. Gravity melted away when I sailed off swings and soared through slides, when my magic took over before I even knew what I was. But the uncontrollable flying always scared my parents, so when my family visited parks, I’d be kept on the sidelines, hidden away to avoid causing a scene. I guess I got pretty good at hiding.”

“Do you want help practicing?”

Lily jerked her attention back to James and his easy eyes, his ruffled hair. “What?”

“Do you want help practicing being an open book?” he repeated simply. “I happen to be an expert and I’d be happy to lend my talents.”

His cheeky grin earned him a light splashing and an only-slightly-exasperated huff. “You know what, fine. Teach me your ways, Potter.”

“Alright,” he said, eyes brightening as he adjusted his position on his tube to face her more fully, “we’ll start with easy questions and then get gradually harder from there. The only rule is that you have to answer honestly.”

Lily sunk slightly into the hole of her intertube, but nodded, resting her chin on her folded arms, fingers mindlessly dipping in and out of the passing water below.

“First off, who is your best friend?”

“That’s your easy question?” Lily guffawed.

“What?” asked James, watching her curiously. “I already know the basics. Your favourite colour is forest green, you like chocolate biscuits best, and your sister is a piece of work. Now, who is your best friend?”

“Mary, I guess?” said Lily, brows furrowed slightly. “We immediately clicked since we first met, what with us both being Muggleborn, and after Sev was out of the picture…”

“I’m familiar with this part,” James grimaced, his focus shifting to his fingernails. “So, next question. If you had to be sorted into a different house, which one would you choose?”

“Hufflepuff,” she responded without blinking. “Closest to the kitchens, obviously. Next question.”

“Respectable,” he chuckled. “How about… do you prefer Butterbeer or Firewhiskey?”

She paused, catching his eye for longer than she’d planned. “You probably already know the answer.”

The corner of his mouth twitched upwards with a jolt of hope. “Butterbeer spiked with Firewhiskey?”

“Butterbeer spiked with Firewhiskey.”

James leaned forward slightly, his arm extending absentmindedly to reach for the cloth handles on Lily’s tube to pull her closer. “Like the ones we made at Peter’s birthday party last month?”

Their hands mingled together in the water between their tubes, pruned fingers brushing against each other as the current pushed them together. “Exactly like the ones from Peter’s birthday.”

He was near enough to count every sunkissed freckle spattered across her nose. She could practically fall into his growing dimples.

“Oi, Prongs!” came the disappointing voice of Sirius Black from the concession stand’s picnic tables. “You can’t hide from us all day, mate!”

“Maybe not,” James called back, a lopsided smirk sliding across his face, “but I can try!”

Before Sirius had a chance to respond, James sunk through the center of his intertube and disappeared under the water’s surface. Lily peered into the river, wondering if he could have possibly brought his Invisibility Cloak with him to the park, but her thoughts were quickly interrupted when a hand grabbed her ankle under the water. It tugged lightly, willing her out of her tube and into the depths of the lazy river.

Once fully submerged in the water, Lily squinted her eyes open to see her new surroundings, blue like the sky with ripples of sunlight refracting through the flowing stream, circular shadows overhead from the tubes they left on the surface, roaming away like drifting clouds searching for different horizons. A hand found her arm and spun her around, bringing her face to face with James, his glasses attempting an escape into the river’s flow, tiny air bubbles escaping through his nose and growing smile.

He pulled her across the width of the river, through a shower of bubbles from the underside of a waterfall, and into still water again before finally leading them both to the surface. They broke back into the world with gasping breaths and laughter, finding themselves in a dark, quiet alcove behind one of the castle’s waterfall features. The lazy river continued on as they stood together in their hidden cave, separated only by a wall of tumbling water. Despite no longer being pulled by the river’s current, the two found themselves drifting closer and closer to one another.

“Do you have any more questions?” asked Lily, her whisper echoing around and joining in with the soft roar of the waterfall.

James tried to control the beating of his heart, which must have been reverberating all around their little retreat based on how loudly he heard it pounding in his ears.

He cleared his throat. “Did you want me to kiss you that night at Peter’s party?”

She inhaled sharply. “Yes. Next question.”

“Do you want me to kiss you now?”

“Yes.”

She barely got the word out before James’ lips found hers, crashing down like a wave against the shore, pulling them into a riptide of racing hearts, fluttering eyelashes, and sighing breaths. They kissed and kissed and kissed until their heads spun, either drunk off the thrill of new beginnings or thoughts of Firewhiskey-spiked Butterbeer. Or possibly it was the intoxicating combination of magic mixed with chlorine.

[futurewriter2000]

Little Secrets - pt. 3

A/N: I had been writing this for days but I really love the idea of where this is going. Lol. Also, I would like to thank @barkermarkersharker for the lovely idea that I just had to use. Also, this will be more than a three part I guess.

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Your father has been dragging James on all sorts of social gatherings all week. He has been excited but also exhausted. He had come home only to eat and sleep, except on Wednesday. That day he went hiking with Sirius before collapsing into his bed.

A rough week for James Potter but it was Saturday and he will soon be home. Sirius and you had been getting along well. You haven't been holding any sort of grudge towards James but you had your moments where you mentioned some sort of remark of the whole keeping you a secret thing.

Now that he is free this week, he can finally help you and Sirius bond.

He came home with a smile on his face, excited that his week of torture was over. He dropped his bag on the hall and ran up stairs. He barged into his room to find Sirius but he was nowhere in sight. He than ran into your room and you weren't there either.

His brows furrowed, his lips turned down and he ran back to the kitchen. "Hey mum." he said as he gave her a kiss on the cheek and grabbed a fry from the bowl. "Where are Sirius and (y/n)?" he asked, sitting down on the chair and looking at the porch, thinking he will maybe see them there.

"Well, they're at the beach, honey." his mum said, furrowing an eyebrow at him. "I thought they told you?"

"No." he replied, a bit disappointed at the answer.

"Well, it was all last minute. (Y/n) woke up earlier than usual and at breakfast both with Sirius decided to go to the beach with some of her friends." she smiled, thinking to that morning. "You and your father were already gone but you two should have seen them together. We were all laughing so hard this morning. They even invited me to come but I said no because what would me be doing there at the beach with all them youngsters." she continued to smile brightly. "They were both so persistent that I really thought they wanted me to come- do you think there could actually happen something between them?" she asked out of curiosity, looking at James.

James however, choked on his fry and started to cough. "What?"

"Sirius and (Y/N). They seem to get along so great. Like they're meant for each other and I wouldn't mind Sirius becoming my son in law. And imagine what gorgeous babies would they have together."

"Oh! Mom!"James stood up, laughing but feeling horrible inside. "Please, stop. (Y/n) is not a wizard and Sirius is. Even if they do get along, they are both meant to live in two completely different world." he started to get a bit agitated, pouring himself a glass of lemonade.

"We all live in two different world, James. If it wasn't for (y/n), your father and I and you wouldn't know about certain, amazing things about Muggles."

"Yeah but!" he turned around, raising his tone and opening his arms to explain something he couldn't even explain to himself yet. "No. No... they're not..."

"I think there is something between them." your mother smiled, meanwhile James only glared at her. "You don't get along with a person that well and think of it as just friendship."

But you liked girls! - James wanted to scream but knew he couldn't have outed you to his parents. You've always preferred girls over guys, anyway. He only remembers one guy from your whole life that you had had an interest in. All the others were girls.

You can't with Sirius. He's... and you are just not right for each other. Just not!

Your mother could see the injustice James felt in his bones right now. He was frustrated with the idea of you and Sirius together. She tried soothe the tension in the air, turning to James and telling him. "Why don't you go to the beach as well? Meet (y/n)'s friends."

"I already know them mum." he pouted.

"You know of them, James. There's a difference. There's nothing wrong with having Muggle friends."

"I know it's just... what am I supposed to tell them if I can't mention magic at all? Like what do Muggles even talk about?"

"There is more to life than just magic, James." was all what your mother said back.

---

James didn't dress much to the beach, since it was quite windy, as per usual. He wore his usual white jeans with a brown belt, white T-shirt and a jean T-shirt blouse with rolled sleeves. He was walking through the beach to find you and Sirius but the two of you were running around like two wild beasts, laughing so loud he could spot you from a mile away.

You were piggy back riding Sirius and he was running from towards a small group of friends. There were another couple, racing the two of you.

The two of you obviously ran. If Sirius was anything athletic, he was fast. That boy ran from every single Prefect, Head Boy, Head Girl, Professor, wolf-Remus, odd forest monsters and Filch in that school. Of course, the two of you won.

He threw himself, and you, on the blanket, both rolling and laughing as well as cheering.

"HELL YEAH!" you raised your palms in the air as Sirius high-fived them both.

"Why are you panting? I was the one carrying you and running."

"Hey, this was a two people effort. I was your moral support up there." you smiled and all of you laughed before Sirius eyes darted to the approaching figure and his smile suddenly fell, then rised up again.

You turned to look and saw your brother approaching the whole lot of you with a faint smile.

"BROTHER!" you jumped to your feet and ran towards him.

"Don't hug me! Don't hug me!" he started to avoid you by running backwards and putting his hand up. "Stay away from this fit."

"Really?" you glowered at him, then kicked sand at him.

"You rat!" he shouted and started to chase you, grabbing you around the waist and lifting you up.

"PUT ME DOWN! NO! NOOOO!!!" you screamed and laughed at the same time because you knew what he was about to do. "You'll wet your shoes!"

"Not if I throw you." he laughed.

"You don't have the strength."

"But I have magic." he grinned and you gasped.

"You prat! You wouldn't."

"Ready?"

"Please don't. DON'T! JAMES!!" he was getting closer to the water, laughing.

"You'll get to clean the dishes for the whole month and the bathroom when it's my turn."

"A WHOLE MONTH?!" you exclaimed. "Hell no! Throw me into the sea. I don't care." you stopped resisting and he let out a laugh, taking a few steps forward and just dropping you into shallow water.

---

You had returned back, completely wet and cold. You grabbed the extra blanket from the ground and plopped yourself down, glaring at him.

"I will murder you when we come home and I will bury you next to Minki."

"Then you'll really have to clean the dishes and bathroom every month."

"I don't care." you turned your head dramatically, before laughing with him.

"Here." said James and gave you his red sweater.

"Thanks." you said ,grabbing it, taking your wet shirt off and putting it back on, later taking off your soaked bra under it. "Thank God, it's summer." you praised under your breath, leaning back on your arm and looking around, seeing both of your friends making googly eyes at your brother.

"So how was the meeting Jamie?"

"Dull." James mimicked your position. "Sooner than later, you realise that all the gatherings and the meetings and the parties have the same system. Talk about old friends and family first, turn to business and end with something like; we'll keep in touch."

"You had your fun then." Sirius smiled but looked at you when he did.

"Any lassies you caught your eye on?" you asked, looking at your friends from the corner of your eye.

"If you didn't come with dad on these gatherings, what makes you think other lassies did?"

"A question, brother. No need to get fussy about it." you said as you wanted to change the subject but Sirius caught you to it.

"OH MERLIN! A PIG!" he shouted and got on his feet. "It's a pig!" he started to jump excitedly.

"Sirius don't you even think about it..." you said but he was already running towards it, scooping the baby pig into his arms and starting to pet it. An old man approached him and the next thing you knew, Sirius was giving the man money, over-excited for the little pink being in his arms.

He ran back to the group and lifted the animal in his arms. "I got a pig!" he said like a little boy who had got himself his first toy.

"Oh my, God."

---

"I like the name Arnold." you said as you continued to pet the little pig next to Sirius, cooing at him.

"For the thousandth time. HER name is Treasure."

"I'll call you Arnold." you said at the pig as it smiled at you and bumped her nose at your fingers.

"Treasure!" he pulled the pig closer and kissed her forehead. "Don't you listen to her, Treasure. She wasn't the one who took you in, she doesn't get to name you." he glowered at you and you stuck your tongue out at him.

Meanwhile James was walking behind the two of you this whole time. Your mother was right. The two of you did get along great, even better than usual and he felt excluded from his two best friends.

And the worst part was that the two of you didn't even notice it. The two of you didn't notice how miserable he was- that was such a selfish thought. He should be happy that the two of you were getting along.

He was arguing with his mind.

"So, Jamie!" you ran back to him and wrapped your arm around his. "You are the tie-breaker. Arnold or Treasure?"

James let out a laugh. "How about Mum-will-kill-you-two?"

"Don't be buzz kill, Prongs. It's Treasure because I had found her and she is the biggest treasure in my life."

"He's turning into mum." James whispered to you but loud enough for Sirius to hear him and narrow his eyes at the two of you.

"Oh, darn. Dad's got two of them now." you started to joke.

"Hope Euphemia won't get jealous." James continued as the two of you snickered.

"Dad's gonna go bankrupt. Has to buy another ring. Should we call you mother now, Sirius?" you raised an eyebrow at him.

He put the pig down and pointed at the you and James. "Treasure. Attack!"

But Treasure just sat on her bum and gave Sirius googly eyes.

"Awww!" he scooped her back up and waddled her. "We should go shopping tomorrow." he smiled at the two of you. "I want Treasure to keep up with fashion."

"Buying her a leather jacket and a curly, black hair wig?"

"Don't you listen to her. You've got pretty pink hair." he kissed her forehead and went into the house.

"You have some weird friends, Jamie." you shook your head.

"They're not weird. It's just him... that's a bit extra..."

"I can still hear the two of you! I am NOT extra!"

---

James has become more fond od Treasure through the evening. He was sitting on his bay window, looking through at the distance where the field stretched into the distance. Treasure was lightly snoring in his lap as his hand was caressing her tiny head into sweeter dreams.

Treasure started to breathe a bit harder during her sleep, so James lightly opened the window and let the summer breeze wash over her. It was almost as that little pig's mouth curved into a thankful smile. Despite the fact how much everybody disagreed on the pig becoming part of the family, James was really thankful for this lovely little being in his lap. He always had a feeling about animals. Even Minki, his mother's old cat, seemed to crawl onto his chest when he was laying and purr over his heart. Mother said it was a miracle because Minki never liked anybody, not even your father or you but through the years, she got a bit softer for everybody.

"Tell me what's on your mind and I'll tell you what's on mine?" James heard Sirius say from the outside.

His attention wavered from the pig to the voices bellow him. He completely forgot his room is right above the porch but he didn't intend to listen.

He heard you laugh and then stop to pause. He knew that pause. "You know today was the first day I saw James jealous of me." you let out a laugh and James furrowed his eyebrows at your statement.

"I wasn't jealous." he whispered to himself. "Was I jealous?" he asked the sleeping pig on his lap, than thought back to today and concluded. "I was maybe a wee jealous."

"How do you know he was jealous?" Sirius asked and you smiled with a roll of your eyes.

"It doesn't take a mind reader to see this." you snorted, than pulled yourself on the fence as you usually did. "Plus whenever he's having angry thoughts the space between his eyebrows furrow and he looks extremely tense. I keep telling him that that is his tell but he never listens."

You were right. You do always tell him about his little tells but he just does them subconsciously.

"I remember before I turned eleven, James would constantly make me jealous by telling me about magic. How he started showing his magic abilities when he was seven and I was ten but didn't even show a tad of it." you started and your voice started to quiver a bit. It was when you started to show your rawest side. You didn't much open up to anybody but when you did, you really went into the most deepest parts of yourself. "When we found out I was a Squib, James stopped with the whole teasing but it was too late, you know? He had already told me about Hogwarts and given me such expectations to be sorted into the same house as him or a Hufflepuff. He loved Hufflepuffs... and I remember crying when Dumbledore told me and my parents that I can attend Hogwarts for magical knowledge but will never be able to preform it. I can never forget the disappointment in my father's eyes. He was so shocked that I was a Squib, it was his reaction that made me cry so hard that day." you continued, speaking in a calm, controlled voice. "I didn't want to stand out in Hogwarts so I said I don't want to. James told me I could still go to Muggle schools and become more magical and successful even if I'm not a wizard and that gave me hope." you smiled and James mathed your smiled from another room, still listening. "Though it always bugged me- the whole Squib thing. We came from such a powerful wizarding family and I was the one who got born without it."

"It happens even to the best of families, (y/n)." Sirius tried to reason but you only smiled. "It happened to my family as well... but... she married a Muggle so... it sort of made sense..."

"Exactly. Both of my parents come from powerful families, that's why it didn't make sense to me and I couldn't understand why nobody did any more research. They all just accepted it."

"But you didn't?"

"No. I didn't." you replied determined. "It didn't make sense to me. It was like a whole family line with black eyes and black hair and black skin existed and all of a sudden a ginger with blue eyes and fair light skin was born to that family. And I know it happens in family but not in this family, you know?" you tried to explain. "And I know James and I are different from each other, thank God. It makes sense because my father's side of the family are all alike, which is from whom James takes it from but my mother's side is diverse, that's why our physical features are so different. Genes. Those genes make sense but magical genes? Wizards marrying wizards in my family and it just didn't make sense to me. I couldn't let it go."

"The stubborn gene." Sirius tried to joke and James snorted at his comment.

"I was always jealous of James. I just never showed it but then I was in London with my friends- it was a school trip- and there was this psychic."

"Oh no."

"I know what you're thinking but let me explain!"

"Muggle Psychics are such a skam."

"Let me explain you broom flying shit."

"Alright. No need to get mean." Sirius backed off, meanwhile James was holding his laughter in the other room.

"Psychics feed off an energy and vibrations. Yes, some are skammers but there was something different with this woman. When we locked eyes through the window, I got this odd shiver down my spine and something about her eyes... it felt so real...

'++ You were standing in front of store and it felt like it was only you and the store in this world. Your friends were nowhere by but that was the last thing on your mind. You had been there and the store and the mere nothingness of the world.

You opened the door, they jingled and spread an odd athmosphere on your body. You didn't know whether you felt anxious or free. Perhaps the feeling of freedom gave you a bit of anxiety as well.

"Come in, child." you heard a voice from another room and before you even took a step, she was already in sight.

She was leaning on the wall, dipping her tea bag into the boiling water. She wasn't like those psychics the television represents. She wore a long dress that was tight around her waist. She was in a nice form and you couldn't figure out whether she was 30 or 40.

"I'm 52." she answered your question before giving you a pleasant smile with beautiful teeth and making her way into another room. "I know, I don't look like it much but that's the power of magic." she continued to say, poking her head out of the room and grinning. "But you would know everything about that, wouldn't you?"

You felt something swallow you but you gathered your thoughts quickly. "Unicorns, fairies... all of them live in my backyard, yes." you said as you also made your way to the room, letting your hand brush the colourful crystals hanging on a silver chains.

"They're all around you, you know?" she smiled and you furrowed your eyebrow at you. "Fairies I mean but they only appear if they want to, that's why you've never seen them. They don't want to appear."

"Alright?" you sounded doubtful.

"Come on, sit."

And you sat.

She sat across from you and opened her hands on the table. "Go on. Give me your hands. You didn't walk in here just to stare at me."

And as soon as you gave her your hands, you felt this magnetic pull towards this woman. It was something you gave her and it was something she gave you back.

Her eyes were closed but the way her lips pursed together and eyebrows furrowed, you knew she was a bit confused. "Oh dear..." she mumbled under her breath but regained her posture and mind. "What we're doing right now are exchanging energies darling. The Universe is responding to it, giving me a download. Whether you believe in the Universe, the energies, vibrations or the Law of Attraction, it does exist. You cannot fight it. It simply exists." she continued to explain and you listened. "Your inner child is in need of healing- I see you still haven't moved on from something that had caused a massive change in your childhood..." she opened her eyes a bit. "Magic?"

"I... I don't have magic."

"Oh, honey. You don't need to move a feather to have magic." she gave you a loving, caring smile. "We all hold magic inside of us. You just have to believe in it."

And it was in the way she spoke that she gave you a large amount of hope. All the anxiety was gone- as if it never existed. You just wanted to stay in there forever.

"I also see you've been troubling yourself with a question for a long time and I'm here to give you an answer..." ++'

"What did she say?!" Sirius exclaimed in anticipation. He was really invested in this whole story, meanwhile you had to take a moment to breathe.

"Well... in the beginning when she said "Oh, dear..." she was referring to the black magic I carried inside all these years." you tried to smile but it squeezed your heart. "I don't have it anymore. I washed it off a year ago but what really made me upset was that if I washed it before I turned eleven, I could be a witch myself." you looked up, trying to show him that you weren't affected by talking about this, though clearly you were.

"What do you mean?"

"When my nana was alive, on my mother's side, she always forbid people to come when mother was pregnant with James and when James was just a baby. When they did come, she would sage the house and search it from head to toe because people could have left omens or something that would do something to a child. Despite the fact that she was a wizard, she was extremely superstitious. At least, that's what mum told me. It annoyed her a bit." you paused. "She died not long after James was born and before I was conceived and Nora, the psychic told me that nana has been protecting both of us from the other world but she couldn't protect me in this world like she had done with James."

"Meaning what? Somebody did black magic on you?" Sirius furrowed his eyebrows meanwhile James was listening up there, just as confused.

"Nora talks to the spirits, and she talked to nana. Nana said that my father's auntie was the one, attempting to put black magic on James but was unsuccessful. Then tried again with me... bringing a whole tea set as a present and Nora said that teas have an enormous power, whether we know it or not. It can heal you but it can also sicken you- herbs an all."

"Yeah, I know. I've been taking Herbology with agony but still listened to it."

"The tea set was cursed and whenever my mother drank from it I would consume the black magic that came with it. It created a blockage for my magic and when I turned eleven, it finally did its job by never letting me use magic at all." you smiled but a tear rolled down your face. "She told me I could still have magic, you know? If I removed the black magic, I'd remove the blockage but there was a catch."

"What?"

"I'd become an Obscurial." you looked at him and his eyes dawned with a loss of hope. "I know, I was disappointed as well. I didn't want ot be an Obscurial and I had already created the Muggle life, accepted it and loved it- so I gave up on magic. I didn't want that kind of magic. I wasn't desperate like I was when I was a kid but still it hurt.- She told me how to get rid of the black magic completely and I had followed every step. I felt lighter afterwards, like something has been lifted off my shoulders. I didn't know I was carrying something so heavy all my life but I felt fantastic after it."

"Did you tell your parents or James?"

"No." you shook your head. "I didn't want to burden them with this knowledge and they already accepted the whole Squib part of me and I got closure as well... knowing that I wasn't picked out of the family. I was just a wee unfortunate." you smiled, looking up at the stars. "Nana said through Nora that she'll always protect us- all of us and she told me that I should try to find my own magic in the world, how special I was and all of those things. Some days, I really do feel like she's with me. Sometimes when we eat together or the days I sit here and look up at the stars." you laughed. "It sounds a bit crazy but-"

"No...it doesn't." Sirius said as he took your hand in his, smiling at this magnificent woman in front of you.

James already closed the window. He couldn't believe what he just heard. He knew your father's auntie was a bit odd but to do black magic on her own family is just fucked up.

He needed to know something. He needed to go to the attic.

Meanwhile you and Sirius were still on the porch. Still so wonderfully living among the stars. You jumped down from the fence and leaned back. Whenever he would touch you, you felt a rush of emotions go through you- those anxious butterflies banding together in your stomach and trying to burst free. Your cheeks would heat up... and whenever Sirius was close, this close, you would even get afraid of what he might do next.

Flirting was one thing for you; fun and easy but when it came to real feelings, that was when you were a complete mess.

Sirius was standing close to you but he didn't touch you. "All that talk about energies..." he started, breathing a bit heavily as he was getting closer to you. "Does that mean we exchange it too?"

"Yeah." you replied with shallow breathing.

"And when I touch you like this..." he said, taking a hold of your hand and lifting it up a bit, interlocking his fingers with you, then looking deep into your eyes. "Do you feel it?"

"I feel it..." you replied, staring into his lips, marvelling at their beauty as your whole body would pulse.

"And now?" he asked, placing his other hand on your hip and pushing you gently on the wooden pillar.

"Uh..." you swallowed thickly as your heart rate started to beat abnormally. "I feel you..."

He pressed his forehead onto yours and started to close the gap between your lips. "Good..." he growled a little and pressed his lips onto yours. His body, hot, pushing you against the pillar, meanwhile his hand on your hip squeezed you tightly, releasing a pleased whimper from your lips. His strong arms would wrap themselves under your thighs and lift you up until they were wrapped around his waist. His kisses deep and passionate caused your head to swirl. Your fingers dug into his curls and tugged on a little, causing a satisfied smile to appear on his lips.

He would pull away for a moment, gaze into your eyes than to your every feature. He would start to remove your hair from your cheek, just to take a closer look at you. You were amazed by his strength. He was holding your whole body weight with one hand that it only made you feel more attracted to the man.

Than before you knew it, something fell on the floor in the living room, making the both of you jump and look who had just caught you.

"Oh, bloody hell!!" Sirius gasped. "Treasure, what the hell?" he looked at the pig as the pig happily jumped towards him.

"I think she's a bit jealous." you giggled, meanwhile Sirius scooped the little being into his arms.

"Does this look jealous to you?" he turned her towards you and the pig was simply enjoying the little belly rub, smiling at you as well and trying to sniff you.

"I still can't believe my parents didn't allow me to have a fish but allowed you to bring a whole pig home."

"I think you're the one jealous." he raised an eyebrow meanwhile you rolled your eyes.

"I could never be... especially of this gorgeous little piggy." you rubbed her belly as well as she let a few pleased squeeks.

"I thought Prongs was babysitting you?" he tol her. "We shall find him, shan't we?"

---

However, James was sitting in the dark attic, surfing through old boxes of his grandparents things. Especially his nana's, which he regretted a bit when he pulled out old lingerie.

"Oh, ew..." he quickly threw it away. "I did not need to know that." he surfed through the old box, finally finding what he has been looking for...

[weasleydream]

dreams are my reality - part 1

Here is the first part! I’m so glad it’s finally out and i really really hope you’ll enjoy reading as much as i enjoyed writing it!

As usual, feel free to like, comment, reblog and enjoy!

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~ as if it’s meant to be ~

Summer had always been my favourite period of the year. When I was a child, it was because my parents would always bring me to this lake they had discovered when they were teenagers, and we would spend the day swimming and fishing. During my Hogwarts years, the traditional camping night with the Marauders and later Lily became another reason for my impatience. But I had to admit that Sirius agreeing to spend the afternoon with me on this beautiful beach of the south of France was a whole other level of pleasure associated with summer. His messy hair, his tan skin, his muscles shining with the water, and the-

“Sirius, what the hell is that?”

He was playing with a shapeless pile of jelly, touching it with the tip of a stick I had thought was his wand. He looked up to me, a shade of surprise underneath his goofy grin. 

“Never seen a jellyfish before?”

“A jellyfish? And you’re playing with it?”

“I wasn’t playing! Just trying to see if it was still alive.” Sirius’ eyes fell once more on the animal, and I realized how obvious it was that it wasn’t just a pile of jelly. 

“And?” I asked, leaning forward to see it better. 

I looked up when Sirius didn’t answer and found him pointing at the sun. 

“Time of death: approximately 4 p.m, give or take an hour.”

I was going to reply that it wasn’t very precise when a wave stronger than what we had anticipated crashed on the sand, sending the jellyfish right on my feet. I jumped backwards, a high-pitched scream I couldn’t contain escaping my mouth. In an instant, Sirius was next to me and in another split second, he had dragged me on the dry sand, fussing over me like a soccer mum. 

“Did it touch you? Y/N, do your feet hurt?”

“I- I don’t think so…” 

Sirius seemed as surprised as I was, and after looking at me like he didn’t know if he should drop it or betray the whole wizarding world by apparating away from a beach full of muggles, he sighed. 

“Then why the hell did you scream so loud?”

“Because I was scared!” I tried to defend myself, even though I knew I had a bit overreacted - just a bit. 

Sirius rolled his eyes and slipped an arm around my waist as we began to head back to where we had let our stuff. 

“You’ll be the death of me one day, that I can tell you.” he eventually murmured in my ear. “I mean, you’ve almost bee already but-”

“Sirius.” Any trace of joy had left my voice, it was all replaced by shame and this visceral fear I never wanted to experience again. “You know I don’t want to talk about it. Sirius, you almost died because of me, I just- I don’t want to think about it ever again.”

“We shouldn’t try to forget it,” said Sirius, who put his hands on my hips and rested his forehead against mine. “Love, dying to save you would have been an honour, the best way to leave this world. I would do it again if I had to.”

“Then it’s a good thing that it won’t happen, right?”

This need of reassurance had never left me, it was still here, not so well hidden since the end of the war. The mess that had been our lives for so long had left scars, deep and dirty wounds I was ready to keep hidden until the end of my life. But how could I leave that part of my life behind if I didn’t know for sure it was over? Everything had been so strange, so sudden, that I was fearing the day Voldemort would come back, stronger and angrier than ever, the day we would have to fight again, the day Sirius would risk his life for me again… The possibility that my life at the moment was a dream, an illusion, it was too much to bear. 

“A very good thing, actually!” Sirius was back to his joyous self, and had this goofy grin that had become his signature over the years. “Or else I wouldn’t have been able to do that.”

He was going through our bag, throwing away everything that was going in his way, my clothes included. I watched silently as my top joined my short in the sand, knowing better than trying to stop Sirius. I would have ended up in the sand too, or maybe just ignored, it was a fifty-fifty. I eventually decided to say something though, because there was no way I would let him waste my cookies like that. Chocolate cookies, dispersed on the sand, can you believe it? 

“Sirius, love, what are you-”

I stopped suddenly, because Sirius had obviously found what he was looking for. My completely unready mind tried to find a reason for why he had gotten down on one knee, but I couldn’t come up with anything and just looked at him speechless as he opened the box. 

“Y/N, love, life hasn’t exactly always been a piece of cake, but you always made it easier and I want to share the rest of mine with you. The past three years with you have been just perfect, and every second I’m not with you, touching you, hearing the sound of your voice, it’s just a big waste of time.” He stopped a second, inhaling deeply. “I- I could keep rambling about how perfect you are because right now I’m fucking nervous but if you say yes, I’ll have a lifetime to tell you how I adore you. So, Y/N, will you marry me?”

I didn’t trust my throat enough to produce anything else than a strangled sound, so instead I blinked the tears away and fell on my knees in front of him. My shaky hands reached for his cheeks. The second he realized what it meant, Sirius' little smile widened in an overjoyed grin, and his lips crashed on mine. If at some point we rolled on the floor, if our hair ended up matted with sand while we were in the middle of a crowded beach, none of that ever mattered. I was in Sirius’ arms, I was going to marry him, things couldn’t have been better for me, and the little boy who said it was dirty or the guy that called loudly for someone called like me couldn’t have done anything to disturb that. 

_ _ _ 

We had spent a wonderful day and an even more wonderful evening, yet my nightmares had never been more vivid. The dark alley of this cursed muggle village, the screams, the light, the blood… I was living it again, this night I almost lost Sirius. It all felt too real, from the pain in my muscles to my heartbeat still frenetic, and even his arms wrapping strongly around me couldn’t get me out of the hell of this night. 

“Y/N! Y/N, can you hear me?”

The voice was far from me, my mind wouldn’t even acknowledge it. 

“We’re going to get killed!”

This voice, though, would stay forever engraved in my brain. 

 _

I had known since the beginning the idea was fucking bad. James had insisted, “It will be fun!”, he had said, and Sirius had smiled like an idiot. It was safe to say that they were the only two ready to venture in this bloody village, bloody in the literal sense of the word. Something was here, something the muggles used to call a monster, but we knew better and this something had inherited the sweet nickname of “a son of a bitch of Death Eater”, found by Sirius, obviously. 

Nothing had been decided yet, but James and Sirius already acted like they had clocked the man and come back heroes. Peter was completely opposed to this idea, and it was one more example of me completely agreeing with him. Both Remus and Lily were torn between the two options they had, and I suspected them to think that it was worth the risk. The number of victims in this village had risen up to seventeen the previous day, and even though there were members of the Order closer to the location than us, Dumbledore had asked us to go and take a look. 

“A mission for the best,” he had added, which had seemed to decide James and Sirius. 

They wanted to take that mission. 

And it was definitely a very bad idea.

_ _ _ 

“Wow, Y/N you look like a zombie. You sure you’re okay?” asked James in disbelief when he opened the door. 

“Zombie! Zombie!”

Something pushed James unceremoniously and jumped on me. It was Harry of course. The little black haired tornado was now tugging at my hair, giggling with every roll of my eyes. Or maybe it was because Sirius was making faces behind my back; I wasn’t totally sure. Anyways, that gave me the perfect excuse to avoid James’ question because I certainly didn’t want to tell him I couldn’t sleep, that what should have been one of the best days of my life had brought back the worst of my nightmares and that it seemed like I was going insane. 

“You little devil, you’re getting taller and taller every time I see you!” exclaimed Sirius cheerfully, and Harry extended his arms toward him. 

“You know the last time you saw him was a week ago, right?” James mocked, diverting his attention from me in the process. 

He was watching proudly as Harry and Sirius were having a very serious conversation about the banana the boy had eaten an hour ago, and he missed the wink my fiancé shot me. I smiled, grateful for his help, and at the moment I could have sworn I was feeling his comforting touch on my cheek. 

Remus arrived half an hour later, and we had to wait another hour before Peter’s entrance, his arms full of candies as every single time he was at the Potter’s. “Half for Harry, half for me, the rest for you!”, he always said, but it usually ended in Remus stealing all the chocolate only to give it piece by piece to Harry while Peter and James were arguing on what was the best between cauldron cakes and jelly slugs. Not today though, and Sirius had made sure of that in his own way. 

“I’m glad you’re all here, no Peter, cauldron cakes do not taste better than jelly slugs and Remus, share the chocolate with Harry.” he suddenly declared, making Peter jump on the couch, to Harry’s great amusement. “We have an announcement.”

Without moving the rest of his body, Sirius grabbed my hand and pulled me to him. All eyes were on us, and if Sirius’ nervousness was only betrayed by his stillness, mine was definitely visible with my dark red face. 

“But before I say anything, I warn you: no blubbering. Right, James?”

Lily suppressed a chuckle as James nodded in a very serious way, his hands folded underneath his chin and his eyes squinting. The others were less dramatic but as curious, and I looked up to Sirius only to see him biting his bottom lip. If this view was incredibly sexy, I didn’t have even a second to think more about it before he dropped the news. 

“Y/N and I are going to get married.”

I was pretty sure my voice wasn’t as high-pitched as Lily’s now when she had told me she would marry James. Between Oh my god!’s and I knew it!’s, she managed to put Harry down and to hug me, and we began to hobble like two children. We only stopped when Lily pushed me back, asking desperately to see the engagement ring, and I caught a glance of James wiping a tear away - “That’s why we said no blubbering, Prongs!” I shouted with a smirk, to which James answered with a playful and tearful glare - and Remus and Sirius sharing a strong embrace while Peter was trying to explain to Harry what this mess meant. 

“How did it happen? When? By Merlin Y/N, why didn’t you tell me before?”

Lily was so excited I couldn’t help but giggle at her bright eyes, and Remus snuck next to us to hear the story. Before diving straight into my monologue, I threw a look at Sirius and found him grinning from ear to ear, with James’ hand on his shoulder and Peter wondering out loud what they could do for his bachelor party. 

“Come on Y/N, we want to know!” whined Remus. 

I rolled my eyes playfully, installed a more and more tired Harry on my knees and began the story. 

“This dumbass was playing with a jellyfish - a jellyfish, seriously, is there a single mentally stable person that can have the idea to play with a dead jellyfish? Anyways, I asked him what he was doing and-” 

I finally shut up almost fifteen minutes later. By the time I was done, Harry had fallen asleep and seemed to be quite comfy, all snuggled he was against me. Lily was beaming, and if her eyes hadn’t actually taken the shape of two hearts, I could perfectly see the image. Remus and James, who had joined us with Sirius and Peter five minutes ago, were still making fun of my fiancé. 

“Come on Pads, admitting that you’re nervous is a rookie move!” 

Peter was the first to decide we should toast to our future wedding. He grabbed seven glasses, filled them all with orange juice as Lily had forbidden alcohol in Harry’s presence and we all held our glasses high. 

“To the wedding!” exclaimed cheerfully Remus.

“It was about time,” added Peter. “It’s been years since you’ve begun to like each other, I was beginning to fear it would never happen!” 

“Amen, brother. Wait a minute!” Suddenly, James’ eyes lit up and the smirk he was arbouring when he looked at me was quite worrying. “That’s why you’re looking like a zombie, Y/N, you celebrated the news quite well!” 

He winked at me and I snorted, too embarrassed to find anything to say.

To be continued...

[justtoarguewithyou]

9/28: New Beginnings

day 10 of @swottypotter comfort minifest. something completely different from me. i’ve had so much fun. thank you, @swottypotter!!!

Sirius stood outside Remus’ house with a boombox, playing Peter Gabriel’s “In Your Eyes.”

The first few times he’d played the song, he’d held the boombox over his head, like Lloyd Dobler in “Say Anything.” He and Remus had been to see that in the theatre three times that spring. Remus loved romantic comedies. Sirius loved Remus.

Sirius had put the boom box down, and sat on his longboard in the drive way instead, yelling at Remus to come out.

“Come on, Remus,” Sirius yelled. “I’ll stay here all night.”

Hope twitched open the living room curtains, and gave Sirius a small wave. Sirius was drinking from the bottle of water he’d brought in his backpack. He was trying to follow the shade as it shifted along the driveway. He’d been out there for 45 minutes. The song was starting for the 9th time.

Hope, who had started singing along under her breath, turned to her son. “Remus, I really think he would stay all night. I don’t see why your father and I should have to suffer through all that noise.”

She covered her burgeoning smile with her hand, and did her best to not sway along to the music. She loved Sirius, and all his grand gestures. It reminded her of her husband, Lyall, when they were young. And she loved her son. But she also knew her son could hold a grudge like no one else. She wasn’t proud that he had inherited that from her.

Remus stomped over to the couch and sat down with a huff.

“Remus!” Sirius yelled. “I gave you my heart! Please don’t give me a pen!”

Sirius had used his brother’s tape recorder held up to his own stereo to dub the song onto an old cassette single. With just this song on both sides, and no need to rewind, he could keep this up all night. Or at least, as long as his batteries lasted. He’d put in new ones, and packed extra, just in case. He also brought the power cord. Sirius had never been a Boy Scout. But he did believe in being prepared.

Lyall came to the window as the song ended. He gave Sirius a big wave. Sirius waved back.

“Hi, Lyall!” Sirius yelled, and then flipped the cassette over. He shrugged apologetically.

Lyall turned to Remus and said, “Tell me, son, what exactly did he do?”

Remus looked away from his parents and mumbled.

“Louder, dear,” his mother said.

“He came up behind me while I was working and grabbed me. I didn’t see him come in, and I wasn’t expecting it, so I screamed like a little girl in front of everyone. All the customers, and my boss,” Remus emphasized.

Remus was working at the mall that summer to help save up for his college expenses. Sirius’s Uncle Alphard was helping him pay for college, so Sirius was unemployed. He often loitered around the mall food court, waiting for Remus to take his breaks. He always had an Orange Julius ready for Remus’s lunch breaks.

“Did he apologize?” Hope asked, biting her lips together after asking the question, to keep from smiling. She knew she wouldn’t improve Remus’ mood by appearing amused.

Sirius answered as though he could hear her.

“I said I was sorry. Come on, Remus. It’s so hot out here…” Sirius lifted his shirt to wipe the sweat off forehead. Hope sighed. She remembered when Lyall had abs…

“It was undignified!” Remus pouted on the sofa, his arms crossed.

Lyall rolled his eyes, and went to the kitchen to pour Sirius a glass of cold lemonade. He walked it outside.

“I think you’re breaking him down,” Lyall said, and sat down on the driveway.

“Remus!” Lyall yelled. “Come on out!”

Sirius gave Lyall a high five, and the two of them laughed. Sirius gulped his lemonade, and put the empty glass down in the grass. Lyall usually took Sirius’s side, as he knew his son could be very stubborn. Lyall remembered what it was like to be on the receiving end of Hope’s stubbornness. He swayed along with the chorus.

“You’re both off to college soon,” Lyall said, pulling himself out of the song.

“Yeah. I’m really looking forward to it,” Sirius said.

Sirius had been accepted to the California Institute of the Arts to study animation. His uncle had also put him in touch with some friends at Pixar, a relatively new company that was getting into computer animation. Sirius was excited about the possibilities.

“It won’t be easy, being so far apart,” Lyall said, with a sneaking suspicion his son was upset about more than the incident at the mall. Remus was planning to study math at UC Berkeley.

“No,” Sirius said. “But, I know I want to be with Remus. And we can write, and I’ve already bought us some long-distance calling cards so we can call each other, and we can see each other on weekends and breaks. Alphard said he’d help me buy a car.”

“I’m just not sure a long-distance relationship…” Lyall began.

“Mr. Lupin,” Sirius said solemnly, holding his hand out to stop Lyall’s train of thought. “I love your son. I know your son. I know he’s in there pouting because I embarrassed him today. I know I’ll probably be in your driveway for another couple of hours unless Mrs. Lupin can talk him into forgiving me sooner.”

Lyall groaned. The concrete was very hard. But he had chosen to cross the battle lines.

“But,” Sirius continued, “there’s nowhere I’d rather be. I know you think we’re 18, and we’re idiots, and that I sound like a moron for saying Remus is my destiny. But he is. I know he is.”

Sirius shrugged his shoulders and smiled at Lyall. What else could he say?

Lyall sighed, thinking Sirius sounded very young. And he looked very young, Lyall thought, as Sirius sat there in his neon green board shorts, and old white tank top. Sirius had let his hair grow long, and Lyall thought he looked like a surfer more than ever.

Maybe when Remus has gone, and he and Hope had time for themselves again, he’d take up surfing, Lyall thought. He’d had abs once. He wondered how long it would take him to get them back. He was still a relatively young man. Not even 40! He’d just turned 37.

Even though he’d never let on, Lyall Lupin was a firm believer in young love. He and Hope had married shortly after high school graduation, even with the threat of the Draft looming over him, and had Remus 9 months after that. They were still so happy together. He loved his wife, he loved his son. He loved this doofus, sitting beside him in “the light, the heat.”

Inside, Hope sat on the much softer couch with her son.

“Is this just about what happened at work?” she asked knowingly, pushing her son’s hair out of his eyes.

“No,” Remus said, curling into her lap.

“What is it, then, baby?” she asked her only baby. Maybe she and Lyall would have another. She was only 36. It had been so hard when they were young, working in a canning factory. Then, she’d had Remus, and had stayed at home with him. They’d never had that much money. Lyall joined the Navy, and they ended up in California. But she loved her husband, and her son. She was excited about his going to college—the first of their family to go.

“What if we go away to college, and Sirius decides he wants to break up?” Remus asked. Hope sighed. “What if we grow apart? What if he meets some devastatingly handsome surfer person, or some artistic soul and decides that they have more in common, and he doesn’t want a nerd like me who loves poetry and math?”

“Well, my dear, my crystal ball is in the shop. But I can tell you that Sirius must love you an awful lot if he’s been sitting outside in the heat for this long.”

“I’m scared, mom.”

“I know, dear,” she rubbed his shoulder. “I can’t tell you what the future holds, but I can tell you not to be stubborn and make yourself miserable for no reason. Believe me, baby. It doesn’t make your life any easy to hurt before there’s any reason to.”

She smiled at her kiddo. Her smart, stubborn, grudge-holding kiddo.

“Ugh, I love you so much. Just like me. Go on. Take pity on Sirius and your father. Let’s go get a burrito down the street. I’m not cooking tonight. And then we can go to the beach for a while. Okay?”

“All right,” Remus sighed, and his mother squeezed him tight.

“It won’t be easy, but you’ll be ok. Look me and dad. We’ve lived through so much. College will be a piece of cake.”

Remus smiled, and got up smoothed his shorts, and wiped his eyes.

Remus opened the screen door, and looked sheepishly at Sirius, who jumped up the second Remus opened the door.

“Hi,” Sirius said, turning off the boom box, and tucking his hair behind his ears.

“Hi.” Remus said.

“Thank goodness,” Lyall said, pushing himself up, and smiling at his wife. He picked up the glass, and put it inside the door. Hope came out with her purse, and their beach bag packed with towels, and a blanket, and sun screen. She jingled the car keys at Lyall, handed him the keys.

Lyall smiled at her, and kissed her cheek. “Stubborn, just like his mother,” he whispered in her ear.

They got into the station wagon, and rolled down the windows, and waited.

“I’m sorry,” Sirius said, reaching out to hold Remus’s hand. “I didn’t mean to embarrass you. I just knew you were about to get off work, and I was excited to see you.”

“I’m sorry, too. I’m just…”

“Hungry,” Lyall said from the driver’s seat. “Come on boys. Talk on the way.”

Sirius kissed Remus’s cheek, and Remus smiled at him.

They went to dinner, and laughed, and Hope and Lyall told stories about their being young and in love. Sirius smiled at Remus with all of his easy confidence, and Remus knew that he was a lot like his mom: patient and loving and strong.

“If you guys can make it through deployments, I think Remus and I can make it through a few semesters apart,” Sirius said, holding Remus’s hand under the table.

Lyall grinned at them. Dorks, the both of them.

They went to the beach after, and while the boys swam, Lyall pressed play on Sirius’s boom box, and the song started somewhere in the middle.

Lyall sang into Hope’s ear, and she giggled, as he grabbed her behind.

“In your eyes, the light, the heat, I am complete,” Lyall sang.

[roseskiesandbutterflies]

Killer Queen - Chapter 12: Thank God It’s Christmas

Summary: Life is easy when things go your way. I know this from experience. I also know that that can disappear in an instant and that you have to be able to rely on your friends. Luckily my name is Arabella Ruth White and I’m the fifth marauder. But I want to show you the girl behind the mask. It takes a lot of work to be this fabulous, darling. (This story is also on Wattpad and AO3 of the same name.)

A/N: So hello again! I know it’s been 3 months since I last updated this fic, and a lot has changed since August so let me catch you up real quick. First of all, in the UK we basically came out of lockdown only to go back into it last week so that’s great. I’m in Year 11 now which is the last year of high school if you didn’t know, and I’m in the middle of my mocks right now, so my free time has plummeted. This unfortunately means that updates across all of my fics will be much slower for the foreseeable future, or at least until Bojo finally cancels our exams. We can but hope.

I hope you enjoy this chapter! Sorry it’s kind of a filler but I promise that the plot is properly about to kick in, just like I said a couple chapters ago. I’ve realised that I’m now the same age as these characters which makes things a lot easier in terms of writing them realistically. Also I’ve decided that all of the characters and just this whole fic in general has main character energy which is Good. We love to see it. Anyways I shall see you next time! Hasta luego.

Warning(s): swearing

Word Count: 3.1k+

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Ruth had her face pressed right up to the glass of the tiny kitchen window, making it smear up from her breath, but she couldn’t find it in herself to care. She curiously watched her cat, Sooty, cautiously interact with the much larger cat from down the road, circling each other in a manner that would be rather ominous if the former wasn’t a quarter of the latter’s size. Sooty was almost completely obscured by the overgrown grass that was screaming to be cut; Ruth wouldn’t have even known he was outside if it wasn’t for his extraordinarily long tail poking through.

“Ruth, why are you sitting on my poor washing machine?” her mother came in, half amused, half concerned, “You’re going to break the damn thing.”

She gasped in mock offence and turned round to look at her, “Are you trying to say something, Mum?”

She gave her a knowing look and said, “You know that’s not what I meant. Now, you didn’t answer my question, what on earth are you doing on my washing machine?”

She jumped off before Jocelyn could chastise her any further, “I’m waiting for the boys. We were saying about going down the pier or something today so we could give each other our presents, and I’m waiting for James’s parents to apparate them all to our garden. And they’re taking forever,” she pouted, elongating the last word way more than necessary.

“Well, what time did you tell them to come round?”

Ruth thought about it for a second before saying, “Around one o’clock, I think.”

She raised an eyebrow, “And what time is it now?”

She looked at the ground and mumbled, “Half twelve.”

“Well, there you go. You have half an hour, and you haven’t even got dressed yet,” she pointed out.

“But-”

“No buts. You’re not going out in your dressing gown so go and get dressed,” she said, playfully swatting Ruth with the tea towel and chasing her out of the kitchen.

She laughed maniacally as she ran out of the room, “But Mother, I am dressed,” she said, taking off her dressing gown like a stripper.

“Then why are you wearing your dressing gown?” Jocelyn asked exasperatedly.

“Because it’s bloody cold!” Ruth grinned.

“Language,” she muttered, shaking her head with a smile but sobering up when she noticed Ruth’s face fall, “What’s up with you?”

She faltered for a moment, caught off guard by Jocelyn’s quick observations, “Mum, did you, erm, did you hear about Melanie?” she grimaced with the fear of treading grounds such as those. Her cousin hadn’t mentioned anything about who she had told about the pregnancy, so for all Ruth knew, Jocelyn didn’t have a clue and she was about to get Melanie into some serious trouble.

Luckily for them both, Jocelyn’s face softened with understanding, “I heard. Your aunt told me all about it a couple weeks ago.”

“What do you think about it all? I mean, Christ, Mum, she’s only seventeen,” Ruth sighed, running a hand across her hair with an anxiety that she hadn’t even realised she had been suppressing.

“Come here,” she said, taking Ruth into her arms and holding her for a moment, “She’s going to be okay. She’s not alone, remember that. She’s got your aunt and us and that boyfriend of hers. She’ll be fine.”

A sudden knock at the window followed by four familiar faces made both Ruth and her mum look up in surprise, followed by a disappointed laugh from the former when she noticed that Sirius was only wearing his signature leather jacket, with no hat, scarf or gloves. She opened the kitchen door to let them in, hugging each of them as they entered.

Jocelyn smiled at the group before winking at her daughter, “I’ll make myself busy, then. Have fun today,” she said as she left with her steaming cup of tea.

Ruth grinned before turning to the boys, “Sirius, darling, it’s December, not June. Where the hell is your coat? And don’t tell me you’re too cool to actually keep yourself warm,” she added before the boy in question could say anything.

“Leave it, Ruth, I’ve been trying to talk some sense into him all morning, he won’t listen,” James sighed dramatically, sounding scarily like an exhausted mother.

“I won’t listen? You’re the one who nearly strangled me with that damn scarf!” Sirius exclaimed, looking desperately to the others for back-up, only to be met with shrugs.

“You dress appropriately for the weather, or you face the consequences,” James deadpanned, before bursting into laughter from the miffed expression on Sirius’s face.

“God, you really have become your mum, haven’t you?” Peter smirked, holding back his own laughter.

“Shut up, Pete!” he whined, stomping on the ground petulantly.

“Now you’re my brother,” Ruth snorted.

*************

The fresh air bit at their noses as they made their way down the bustling high street, bracing themselves against the crisp December wind. Sirius was still the only one not wearing a coat, the rest of the group bundled up in their Gryffindor scarves which may or may not have been the only scarves they owned. Except for fifteen-year-old-grandmother Remus, who absolutely had a worrying obsession with anything you could make via knitting and the like. Peter had been positively swallowed up, and between his hat that looked about two sizes too big and his scarf, you could only see his eyes and the top of his nose.

“It’s a bit nippy out here, lads,” Ruth said, just as an icy gust of wind hit them, bringing tears to eyes, and actually making Peter stumble a little bit. As Jocelyn said at every possible opportunity, the wind was always stronger at the seaside.

“Is it really, Ruth? Gosh, I hadn’t noticed, thank you for telling me,” Remus glared at her, which would have been tenfold more menacing if half of his face wasn’t concealed by windswept hair.

“You are most welcome, dear Remus,” she grinned, sticking her tongue out at him in defiance.

“Children. Actual children,” Sirius muttered in a tone not at all dissimilar to that of an exasperated father.

“Says the one who refused to put his scarf on because he’s a stubborn bastard,” James said pointedly.

“Oh, you’re still going on about that one?”

“Always, my dear boy, always. I’m already making sure my best man’s speech mentions it at least twice,” he said proudly.

“He’s gotta find someone to marry first,” Peter pointed out, voice muffled from under his scarf.

“And what’s that supposed to meant, Pete?” Sirius rounded on him, forgetting completely about James’s strange obsession with his lack of winter clothing.

“Well, I don’t know but it might have something to do with the fact that you’ve never had a girlfriend for longer than three weeks,” Ruth shrugged.

“Oh, that’s rich coming from you, Ruth,” Remus laughed, “But she does have a point, Sirius.”

“Why are you all ganging up on me, it’s very rude,” he huffed, “Anyway, it’s not my fault that I want to win the bet me and Ruth started in third year.”

“Darling, you’ve always had the option to pull out and admit that I am proud to be the biggest hoe that Hogwarts has ever seen,” she said with as much faux innocence as one can muster while talking about sex.

Sirius was silent for a moment before pointing out, “Wait, hang on, I’ve had a girlfriend for longer than three weeks. I went out with Emmeline Vance for about five months!”

“You mean you were on again, off again with Emmeline Vance for about five months,” Remus raised an eyebrow.

“You’re both gonna end up clapped as anything by the time we leave,” Peter mumbled as they walked through the threshold of their destination: Ruth’s beloved record shop.

Cromer’s one and only record shop was a favourite haunt of Ruth’s. If anyone wanted to find her during the school holidays, the record shop would be the first place they would go to, the second being the arcade on the promenade because they have the best games darling, and the third being the beach. It never seemed to cross anyone’s mind to look for her at her own home; it was a generally unspoken rule of sorts in the town that seeing Ruth at her house was as rare as seeing a double rainbow. It was the place where a good part of her pocket money went to, and the owner was incredibly grateful to have such a loyal customer. Ruth just told him to consider himself lucky that his was the only establishment in walking distance of her house that supplied her with her vinyl obsession. And oh boy, did he do just that. The White family were responsible for a good twenty per cent of his sales.

They filed into the shop, instantly taking off their hats when the somewhat aggressive heat hit them. The limited daylight spilt in through the floor-length windows that flanked the door, highlighting the records on show. The shop itself was rather small, with only two aisles running straight down to the till. They were separated by cases upon cases of albums, packed like sardines into their crates and sorted semi-alphabetically. Posters adorned almost every available space on the otherwise dull walls, looking over the customers with a keen interest. Underneath them were further crates, these ones pushed back against the walls and full of singles, which were ordered even more haphazardly than the albums if you could believe that. Ruth made her way down one of the aisles, leaving the boys to browse artists that they barely even knew. At the back end of the shop sat the counter, behind which sat the owner, Steve.

Steve was a rather short and stout man who had the grave misfortune of looking around a whole decade older than he actually was. That was more so to do with the way with which he held himself, and the fact that he wore those glasses that had a chain attached that you only see on elderly men, than his physical appearance. He had a terribly receding hairline that seemed to creep back every time Ruth came into his shop. She reckoned that he’d be completely bald by the time she left Hogwarts for good. He always seemed to wear the same attire, consisting of loose-fitting trousers and a grey t-shirt that always had a stain that Ruth would rather not enquire after. His fingers were coated with a nicotine stain that you only get after smoking for a good few decades, teeth and fingernails tinted yellow.

His smile was warm, and his eyes lit up like a match when he noticed Ruth walking up to the counter, “Arabella, good to see you!”

“You too, Steve, how’s everything been these past couple of months?” she asked, leaning on the counter with her elbows.

“Not bad, not bad,” he said, “A lot better than this time last year, that’s for sure. Thanks, by the way, for the advert in the newspaper suggestion. Business has gone up a great deal since then.”

“Well, I couldn’t let you give up the shop that easily, could I? Nah, you’ve supplied me with the very best music these past few years, it was the least I could do,” she beamed.

He smiled gratefully at her before glancing at the boys behind her, leafing through bands they’d never even heard of for the most part, “I see you’ve brought your mates at last.”

Ruth snorted as they all poked their heads up and waved at the same time, each one oblivious to the other, “Yeah, I thought I might as well, I’ve been putting it off for too long.”

“One of them your boyfriend?” he winked, laughing at Ruth’s mortified expression.

“No! God, no, that’s a horrible thought,” she shivered, recoiling in disgust.

“What’s a horrible thought?” Sirius asked as he sauntered up to the counter.

“Your face,” Ruth muttered as he swatted her shoulder, mouth agape in shock.

“How rude! I can’t believe you would say something like that!” he gasped before turning around and whining, “James! Ruth’s being mean to me!”

It was then James’s turn to gasp in disappointment, “Is she? Oh, come here, I’ll protect you from the meanie,” he said in the most motherly voice he could muster, opening his arms and hugging Sirius while glaring at Ruth.

She stared at them in disbelief, looking at Remus and Peter for guidance, only to be met with shrugs. She resolved to simply shaking her head in exasperation and turning to the ‘new releases’ section of the shop.

*************

“You know what we should do,” Ruth said, holding up a chip to emphasise her point, “We should go on a gang holiday when we’re older. Just go travelling for a couple of weeks or something.”

They were currently sitting on the beach which, as you can probably imagine, isn’t the most pleasant of experiences in the middle of winter. The harsh wind nipped at their faces and Peter’s nose was crimson with the cold, but they found themselves sitting there anyway, watching the teal waves advance and retreat under the December mist that lazily rested on the ocean’s surface. They were sharing a couple of bags of chips that they’d bought from the chippy just aound the corner from Ruth’s house, trying their best to shield them from the prying seagulls circling the skies above them like hawks.

Peter audibly gasped with excitement, “We should get one of those caravans that muggles used to drive all the time in the sixties.”

“Yes! And we could charm it so it’s bigger on the inside like the tents they have at the Quidditch World Cup!” James added, ecstatic just to have been able to chime in with a Quidditch reference, let alone about the actual holiday. Sirius grinned stupidly as they high fived, making Ruth cringe and groan like an embarrassed daughter having to watch her parents kiss. Though, once she thought about it, that analogy was pretty accurate, perhaps more than she would have liked.

Remus held out his hands in suspense, something he always did when he’d thought of a master plan, “Two words. Tardis. Caravan.”

The sounds that then erupted from the group could not be described as human, more like a group of over-excited seagulls.

Once they’d calmed down, which took more time than it probably should have done, James suggested, “We should go to France so Sirius can show his French off!”

Sirius glared at him, muttering under his breath and by doing so, proving James’s point, “Putain de chienne. Je ne me montre pas, vous seriez tous perdus sans moi.”

“Oui, oui, er, baguette,” Peter snorted, rubbing his arm when Sirius hit at him playfully.

“Right, well,” Remus cut in before they jumped at each other’s throats, “Presents? The whole reason we’re here?”

“Gosh, Moony, here I was thinking that you were here because you wanted to see us and enjoy our company, but no, you just want your damn chocolate,” Sirius huffed.

Remus blinked at him for a second before asking tentatively, “Moony?”

“Moony,” he nodded.

Remus pinched his brow and sighed, “I’m going to regret asking but why?”

“Werewolf. Moon. Moony,” he explained as if it was the simplest thing in the world.

He raised an eyebrow at him, “Do I get a say in this by any chance?”

“No. I’ve thought of names for all of us, actually. I’m Padfoot, Peter’s Wormtail, Ruth is Silverspot and James is Prongs,” he counted off his fingers before nodding resolutely.

James smirked, eyes gleaming and Ruth already knew what he was going to say, “Am I Prongs because of my big–”

She slapped a hand over his mouth and glared at him menacingly, “Finish that question and I swear to God, James, I will slap you into next year.”

“Sirius, I think you’ve had far too much spare time on your hands,” Remus said while James and Ruth engaged in a very mature staring competition that lasted all of ten seconds.

“Yeah, five days without us and you’ve given us all nicknames,” Peter added, looking rather concerned for his friend’s mental state.

“Do you want me to change yours to Massive Knobhead?” Sirius asked with a scarily fake smile on his face.

James cut in before any fighting could ensue, “Okay, let’s get on to the presents, shall we?”

Sirius just shrugged and made a noise of vague agreement, while Peter just looked rather relieved to avoid conflict.

*************

“Sirius, will you keep still!”

It was the fifth time that Remus had had to utter those words in the past two minutes, much to everyone’s annoyance and to Sirius’s amusement.

“Keeping still is for wimps!” Sirius announced with a stupid grin on his face before ruffling his hair once again.

“My fingers are gonna fall off from the cold at this rate,” Peter scowled, shooting daggers at Sirius with his eyes. Remus had given him a polaroid camera for Christmas after he’d been going on and on about wanting a muggle one all year, and he’d been trying his best to get a photo of the others for what felt like hours.

“Sirius stand still or I will petrificus totalus your sorry ass,” Ruth groaned, and James had to suppress a cheer when Sirius finally, finally, did as he was told. Peter took the photo as quickly as he could and waited patiently for the photo to develop, grinning when the image came into colour. “Let us see, then!” she exclaimed impatiently, holding her hands out like a baby would and snatching the photo from Peter.

“Oi, careful, I did not wait that long for Sirius to stop moving for you to just rip the bloody photo in half,” Peter huffed, re-joining the group with a false reluctance.

James grinned when he got a look at the photo, “Oh, Pete, that’s a bloody good photo. You should be a photographer or something,” he said, ruffling Peter’s hair playfully as the boy’s face flushed red.

“He’s got a point, Wormtail,” Remus mused, watching Sirius’s face light up at his use of the nickname, “It is a good photo. Though it’s weird having us stood still for once, I’m so used to us being in magical pictures.”

“I like it,” Ruth smiled, glancing at the boys affectionately, “I think it makes it even more special,” she paused for a moment, inhaling the very essence of that moment and relishing in it, “Happy Christmas, lads.”

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Sanctuary: Chapter 20

Pairing: Wolfstar

Summary: The epic tale of Remus Lupin and Sirius Black, from their first meeting until their happily ever after.

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Friday, 15th October 1971, 5:55 pm

Remus climbed through the portrait hole after Sirius and stood up straight. 'Oh, my gods.'

'Yeah,' Sirius said.

James emerged from the portrait hole next. 'Merlin, is the whole school here?'

Sirius nodded. 'Looks like it.'

Peter climbed out last. 'Woah! How are we going to get to the door?'

That was a good question. The landing and the staircase were packed with students. There was barely an inch of space to be seen. The noise was horrendous, and Remus was glad it wasn't closer to the full moon.

'Like this,' James said, before cupping his hands around his mouth and screaming at the top of his voice. 'Make way! Make way! Finders of the birthday cake room, coming through!'

Those closest to them looked around, and the crowd began to part like a pair of curtains.

'Walk in between us, Remus,' Sirius said. Remus nodded and manoeuvred himself between Sirius and James, with James in the lead of course. Peter took up the rear of their procession through the dense crowd. When they reached the right painting, they stopped and James glanced around. The crowd had fallen silent in anticipation.

'We're looking for Alastor Moody. Has anyone seen Alastor Moody?' James yelled into the silence.

'I'm right here,' a deep voice said beside them. 'You should be more aware of your surroundings. Constant vigilance!'

James coughed and looked up at the towering seventh-year prefect. 'Yeah. Right. Um. We're just waiting for Professor McGonagall and the Headmaster. They want to be present when we unlock the reward room.'

Moody nodded solemnly. 'Very wise.'

The teachers arrived a few minutes later, having waded through the crowd to reach them from the other direction.

'Looks like the word spread,' Dumbledore said with a chuckle. 'Let the show begin.'

'Er, yeah. Moody, if you could tell the door it's your birthday.'

Moody turned to the door. 'It's my birthday.'

The door swung open with a quiet fanfare, and the four Marauders, the birthday boy and the two teachers proceeded into the room. Professor Dumbledore asked the crowd to please wait outside for a few minutes. His request was met with disappointed groans.

Once inside, Moody blew out the candle and the usual Happy Birthday message appeared on the wall along with the twenty-eighth glowing white light. The lights flashed a multitude of different colours in quick succession and blinked out. The fanfare sounded again, much louder than before, and a new message appeared on the wall.

Congratulations on completing the task! I hope you have learned the importance of hard work and perseverance and perhaps even made some new friends. This room will remain open for the rest of the current school year. All possible safety precautions are in place. It is not possible for anyone to be hurt inside this room. Have fun! - Helga Hufflepuff

'A founder's secret. How very exciting,' Professor Dumbledore said. 'Shall we see what it is? I think you boys should lead the way since you did all the work.'

'Go on, Remus,' James said. 'You did all the hard stuff.'

Remus stepped forward, pushed the door open and walked through into… blazing sunshine? What?

'Fucking hell! It's a fucking beach!' Sirius yelled behind him.

'Language, Mister Black,' Professor McGonagall snapped. 'But you are correct, it does appear to be a beach. How peculiar.'

'I do believe this is the fabled hidden swimming pool,' Professor Dumbledore said, walking in to stand next to them. 'How wonderful. I'd always hoped I'd be privileged to see it. Helga really outdid herself, didn't she?'

That was an understatement. The "room" was enormous. Swathes of soft white sand swept into the distance to meet a deep blue ocean, waves breaking gently against the shore. The "ceiling" looked exactly like the sky, complete with fluffy white clouds, and there was even a cliff face with a cave. The ocean flowed into the opening and ivy hung down over the entrance. Off to one side of the beach, there was a large building. A building inside a building. Hogwarts was so weird.

'Mister Potter, why don't you go and let the rest of the school know there's enough space in here for them all to join us. Be sure to tell them to proceed in an orderly fashion. We don't want anyone to be trampled.'

'Yes, sir.' James ran out of the door, and a moment later they heard his loud, confident voice relaying Dumbledore's message.

'Let's go over here so we don't get jostled,' Sirius said, leading Remus to the side of the door.

The students streamed inside and spread out across the sand, marvelling at the realism. A few went to investigate the building. They came back out a few minutes later wearing bathing suits.

'Hey, everyone, there's changing rooms in here and swimming costumes!'

It didn't take long before the majority of the students had changed and jumped into the ocean-swimming pool. Soon, water fights were in progress and several students who preferred to stay dry were building sandcastles or lying on the beach.

Remus was one of them. There was no way he could strip down to what was little more than a pair of pants and join in with everyone else. Even if his scars weren't horrifying, which they were, they marked him as a werewolf. They would be immediately recognised by anyone with the barest knowledge of lycanthropy. So he sat on the sand and he watched.

He watched Sirius and James jump into the water and swim out to the cave to investigate, and he watched Peter make the laborious climb to the top of the cliff to cannonball off of it. He watched as one boy got into difficulty in the waves and was magically levitated to the beach by the room, and he watched as the teachers decided it was safe and left them to their fun. Later, he watched as the fake sun began to set over the ocean, painting the sky in red and purple hues.

'Beautiful, isn't it?' Sirius asked, flopping down next to him. 'I'd love to paint it.'

'You should. We have the room until June.'

Sirius shook his damp hair out of his face and winked at him. 'I will if you come here with me.'

Remus smiled, thanking Merlin for the dim light that hid his blush for once. 'I'd love to.'

When it was nearly time for curfew, the prefects that were still present began ushering everyone into the changing rooms and, once dressed, off to their common rooms.

James and Peter appeared, out of breath and red-cheeked.

'We are so coming back here tomorrow,' James said.

 -o-o-o-o-

 Sirius lay in bed a few hours later, staring at the ceiling. Peter had been snoring for over an hour, and James had just let out a snort that told him he was finally asleep. He rolled over and eased himself out of bed before tiptoeing over to where Remus was sleeping.

He pulled back the edge of the curtain and whispered. 'Remus. Wake up.'

Remus stirred and blinked a few times. 'Sirius?'

'Yeah. It's me. Come downstairs? I want to talk to you.'

Remus blinked at him again. 'Okay.'

When they reached the common room, Sirius suddenly felt a bit foolish. He had no idea what he was going to say. There was only one course of action available. Stall.

'I wanted to see the beach at night. Will you come with me?'

Remus stared at him, his face confused, but then he shook his head and smiled. 'Yeah, alright.'

They snuck out of Gryffindor tower and down the landing to the hidden door. The painting had been removed, and the door left open for easier access, and they were able to slip straight inside.

The beach was beautiful in the dim light of the enchanted stars. There was a full moon hanging in the sky, gilding everything in sight with a silvery glow, which Sirius hadn't expected, and he saw Remus flinch out of the corner of his eye, but pretended he hadn't. Sirius wondered when Remus had last seen a full moon with his human eyes.

'We've met before, you know?' he said before he could lose his nerve.

Remus looked at him steadily for a moment. 'Yes, Sirius. I know. We met yesterday, and the day before that, and the day before that.'

Sirius sat down, leant back on his elbows, and dug his fingers into the powdery sand. 'No, I mean before school. We met a long time ago. I don't know if you remember.'

Remus sat down next to him with his legs bent and wrapped his arms around his knees. He stared out at the star-spotted horizon for a few minutes, and Sirius started to think he was never going to respond.

'I don't think I do remember. How long ago was it? Are you sure it was me?'

'I was five. It was cold, so it must have been during the winter, or maybe early spring? And we were in Diagon Alley. I got into trouble, I don't remember what for, something stupid I'm sure.' Sirius shrugged. 'I ran away and hid in the apothecary. You found me there. You saw I was upset and invited me to your birthday party.'

Sirius paused because Remus' shoulders had stiffened. 'Remus? You okay?'

'I think I remember. Your mum came, and she called me a dirty little freak.'

'She did.' Sirius chuckled. 'Because you kicked her right in the shin defending me. She was furious.'

Remus turned his head to look at him. 'Did I? I don't remember that part.'

'I remembered it. Every single day. You were my hero,' Sirius said, looking Remus right in the eye and willing him to understand how important he was.

Remus was quiet for a few minutes, and Sirius didn't know what to think. Was that the wrong thing to say? Had he blown it?

'So, then, why did you say no when I asked to share your boat?' he asked at last.

Sirius sat up and leant forward so he could see Remus' face. 'You have no idea how many times I've kicked myself for that. Gods, Remus. I told you I was saving the seat for someone, right?'

Remus nodded.

'I was saving it for you! I looked for you on the train but didn't see you, and I was scanning the bank of the lake for you. And then you were right there in front of me and I didn't recognise you. When McGonagall called your name and you stepped forward. Merlin, I felt like the world's biggest idiot. I thought I'd ruined everything.'

Remus laughed. 'You very nearly did. I hated you for those first few days.'

'I deserved it.'

'You really did. But you've made up for it.'

'Have I?'

Remus paused. Sirius waited, holding his breath.

'Yes.'

Sirius let out the breath he was holding, and they sat in silence for a few minutes listening to the waves lap against the shore.

Remus turned his head. 'Why did you need a hero?'

Sirius huffed out a breath. Why indeed? 'You may have noticed my mother isn't very nice.'

Remus inclined his head. 'Is she like that a lot?'

'Every goddamn day of my life,' Sirius said with a humourless laugh. 'I'm the disappointment. The unworthy heir. The lion in the snakes' nest.'

'They're all Slytherins?'

Sirius nodded. 'The ones that weren't are no longer considered members of the family.'

'I'm glad you're a Gryffindor.'

Sirius snorted. 'Merlin, me too.'

'Even though they'll hate you for it?'

Sirius shook his head. 'They already hated me, Remus. I've been punished every day of my life simply for being me. Impulsive, energetic, can't keep his mouth shut, brightest goddamn star in the sky, me. How could being sorted into Gryffindor possibly make them hate me any more?'

Remus looked away.

'No. Don't do that. Please. Don't pity me,' Sirius said.

Remus' head shot back. 'Pity you?' He shook his head. 'I don't pity you. I think you're incredibly strong, to take so much all your life and refuse to bend.' He paused. 'At least they gave you one thing. They gave you the perfect name. You really are the brightest star.'

Sirius snorted. 'We're all named after stars or constellations. It's a family tradition.'

'Well, you got the best one,' Remus said.

Sirius went quiet for a moment. It seemed like a good time to bring up the real reason he'd bought Remus here. 'Will you come swimming with me?'

Remus stiffened again and Sirius hurried on before he could say no. 'You don't have to get undressed if that's what you're worried about. I've noticed how shy you are. We can swim in our pyjamas. I just don't want you to miss out when it's all thanks to you that we even have this.'

Remus stared at him for a minute and then his face relaxed into a smile. 'Yeah. Alright.'

Sirius whooped and leapt to his feet. 'Come on, you have got to see the cave. It's amazing.'

They ran across the sand and into the pleasantly warm water, laughing as their pyjamas became saturated and weighed them down, making it hard to swim. Sirius pulled back the curtain of ivy and waved Remus inside. Then he watched as Remus' face lit up with wonder.

The inside walls and ceiling of the cave shimmered with luminous blue crystals, giving everything a soft glow. Remus' skin sparkled in the light. And Sirius got a weird tingling in his stomach.

'It's beautiful,' Remus said, turning to look at Sirius.

'I knew you'd like it,' Sirius said.

 -o-o-o-o-

 They didn't go back to the beach room the following day because they needed to brew the animation potion for Halloween. If he were honest, Remus was a little relieved. It had been a lot of fun swimming with Sirius the night before, but he knew he couldn't swim in his clothes with other people present. It would draw too much attention. So he would end up alone again, watching everyone else have fun, unable to join in. Staying in the dorm and well out of the way while his friends brewed was far preferable to that.

They had set the cauldron up in the middle of the floor on a portable brewing stand they had "borrowed" from Slughorn. The stand had built-in fire control runes, so they didn't need to worry about casting any fire spells too far above their level and killing themselves. Always a plus.

Peter, as their Chief Potioneer, was in control of the project and had spent the day happily ordering James and Sirius around and grinning every time they obeyed his instructions. They had taken it in turns to eat, James and Peter going first while Sirius monitored the potion. When they returned, Sirius had joined Remus in the kitchen for their meals so he wouldn't have to eat alone in the Great Hall. It had been nice to have company.

'Okay, this just needs to simmer for a few hours,' Peter said, dusting his hands off.

'Excellent, that means we can go to Slughorn's party,' James said.

Sirius shook his head. 'Someone needs to stay here to prevent a dorm check.'

James deflated. 'Oh, yeah. Guess it wouldn't be fair to leave someone out whilst the rest of us go.'

Remus put down the book he was reading. 'I don't want to go, anyway. If it's just a case of being present in the room and I don't have to touch the potion, I don't mind staying while you three go to the party.'

Sirius and James looked to Peter, who nodded. 'The potion will be fine.'

'Thanks, Remus,' James said. 'We better get ready; it starts in fifteen minutes.'

Remus returned to his book while his friends changed into their best robes and preened in the mirror. The preening was mostly Sirius, although James got in his fair share. They were ready to leave ten minutes later, and Remus waved them off happily. He was quite looking forward to a little peace and quiet.

Remus had enjoyed swimming with Sirius the night before, but his revelation about them meeting before needed some analysing, and he'd been too tired to think about it when they returned to the dorm, falling asleep the moment his head touched the pillow. He wasn't sure how he felt about Sirius remembering the day he was bitten in such a fond light. The day was burned into both their minds, but for very different reasons. For Remus, it was the day his life changed forever. It was brutal and bloody and full of pain. For Sirius, it seemed to be a source of strength. A memory that he clung to during difficult moments and enjoyed recalling.

Could Remus use Sirius' positive feelings about that day to reduce his own negative ones? Change the way he thought about it? Instead of it being the day his life was changed forever, could it become the day he changed Sirius' life? It would make it easier to cope with the 16th of February in the future if he could learn to look at it that way.

He was half an hour into his alone time when he came across a useful passage in his book and he stood up to fetch a quill so he could make some notes. He was working on a way to add a second layer of enchantment to the belch powder. James still wasn't satisfied that the event would be magnificent enough, and he wanted to make it bigger. Remus bent over his trunk to get what he needed. And when he stood back up, disaster struck. He tried to lift his foot to turn around, but he happened to be standing on his untied shoelace and his foot wouldn't budge. Wobbling, he flailed his arms and lost his grip on the ink bottle he was holding. The bottle flew into the air towards the potion. Shit! Remus thought, and tried to make a grab for it, unbalancing himself even further. The ink bottle landed in the potion with a plop.

The potion bubbled ominously.

Remus fell.

The potion exploded.

The bright pink goo shot towards the ceiling and rained back down over Remus, lying prone on the floor. The next thing Remus knew was the strange feeling of his clothes wriggling around on his skin and pulling him in all directions.

 -o-o-o-o-

 Sirius waved goodbye to Remus and followed James and Peter down the stairs and through the common room. He was looking forward to letting his hair down and having some fun after the stress of potion-making all day. They exited through the portrait hole and made the long journey down to the dungeon where the party was being held.

As they approached the door, they heard the sound of music drifting out. They were playing something upbeat, with lots of bass. Sirius grinned. When they entered the room, the grin fell from his face. It was exactly like one of his mother's boring "parties." Lots of boring people standing around, talking. Not a single person was dancing to the music.

Peter made a beeline for the buffet table, and Sirius joined him for something to do. The food was at least good. The house-elves had outdone themselves. Unfortunately, Sirius had already eaten.

'Ah, Mister Black. So glad you could make it. I used to teach your mother, you know. Delightful woman. Brilliant with a cauldron,' Professor Slughorn said, appearing at his side.

'You must be thinking of someone else, sir. My mother is far from delightful,' Sirius said.

Slughorn chortled. 'Ah, teenage boys and their mothers. You'll change your mind about her when you have children of your own.' He patted Sirius on the shoulder patronisingly, and Sirius scowled.

'Ah. Mister Pettigrew,' Slughorn said, spotting Peter helping himself to a third chocolate eclair. 'I wanted to discuss a potential career in potion-making with you. You show a remarkable aptitude for the subject. Let me introduce you to…' Sirius took that opportunity to slip away and look for James.

He found his friend and fellow Marauder talking to an annoyed looking Evans in the corner of the room. Sirius didn't want to interrupt while James was trying his luck with the girl, so he slinked away and slouched against the wall, observing the party. It really was boring. Lots of important people, full of their own importance, talking about pointlessly important things. He'd rather be back in the dorm with Remus.

Never one to deny his impulses, Sirius pushed himself off the wall and strolled out of the room. As he climbed back up to the seventh floor, he pulled off his tie and undid the front of his robes, instantly feeling better without the restrictive clothes. He hated being dressed up.

He pushed the door open and quickly closed it behind him when he saw the state of the room. There was bright pink goo splattered on the ceiling and floor. Something had gone wrong with the potion. How? He'd only been gone for forty minutes. More importantly…

'Remus?' he called.

Remus' voice answered from the bathroom. 'Oh, Sirius. Thank Merlin you're back. Help me!'

Sirius rushed into the bathroom and was met with the sight of Remus, floating in midair, trying to fight his way out of his clothes, which seemed to have a mind of their own.

'What happened?'

'Potion exploded. Clothes animated. Can't breathe,' Remus said as his jumper, having managed to detach itself from Remus' arms, wrapped itself around his neck.

'Shit, okay, hang on,' Sirius said, reaching for the jumper.

'No! Gloves first!'

'Right, sorry.' Sirius ran back into the dorm to fetch his Herbology gloves and sped back again. He put them on as fast as he could and then ripped the jumper from Remus' neck and threw it into the dorm so it wouldn't attack them again. Then he paused. Remus was not going to like this.

'Remus, I can't do anything about the clothes, we just have to wait for the potion to wear off. You're going to have to take them off.'

Remus struggled against his shirt. 'I can't move my arms, the clothes are stronger than me.'

'Do you want me to help? I can probably do it with my eyes closed. Do you trust me?'

Remus stared at him for a long moment and then nodded. 'Yes, I trust you.'

Sirius felt a thrill at that. Maybe Remus would tell him his secret soon so Sirius could stop pretending he didn't know.

He closed his eyes and reached for the front of Remus' shirt. There was no way he was going to be able to manage buttons with these gloves on, so he just yanked on the edges, causing the buttons to ping off. He kept his eyes shut tight as he moved around behind Remus. As tempting as it was to look, and it was tempting—he desperately wanted to know what Remus was hiding, how bad it was—there was no way he was going to betray the trust Remus had placed in him.

He grabbed hold of the collar and pulled it down, and back so it released his arms.

'I think I can get the trousers myself now,' Remus said. His voice sounded scared and shaky.

Sirius kept his eyes closed and moved back in front of Remus. 'Okay, but I'm going to hold on to your arms, when you get them off you're going to fall.'

'No, don't. Just stand back and let me fall. It'll only be bruises.'

Sirius hesitated. 'Are you sure?'

'Yes.' Remus' voice was firm now, all signs of fear had vanished.

'Okay.' Sirius moved back until his back hit the wall.

'Thank you.'

There was the sound of material rustling and then a loud crash and a cry of pain.

'Are you okay?'

'Yeah, just a bump. I'm going to go and get dressed.'

'Alright.'

Sirius waited until he heard the door close before opening his eyes. He was immediately attacked by Remus' trousers and forced to wrestle them into surrender.

'You can come in now,' Remus called from the dorm.

Sirius kept a firm grip on Remus' trousers as he pulled the bathroom door open and entered the dorm. Remus was maintaining an equally firm grip on his shirt and jumper.

'What shall we do with them?' he asked.

'Stuff them in James' trunk?' Sirius suggested.

Remus grinned wickedly. It lit up his entire face, and Sirius thought he should grin like that more often. 'That is an excellent idea.'

'Well, I'm not just a pretty face,' Sirius said, tossing his long hair like Evans did all the time.

'Clearly,' Remus said, not denying that he was pretty, Sirius noticed with a thrill.

They stuffed the animated clothes into James' trunk and slammed the lid closed. The trunk rattled for a few minutes and then went silent. James was going to get a big surprise when he next opened it.

 -o-o-o-o-

  Extract from The Official Marauders Notebook

Animation potion recipe

- Cowbane infusion

- 25 Yellow rose petals

- Crushed snake fangs - frog liver

- Essence of squill bulbs

- Tincture of knotgrass

- Dried billywig stings

- Moondew drops

- Caterpillars - powdered chrysalis

- Powdered beetle eyes

- Fluxweed

- Flobberworm mucus

Step one: Pour cowbane infusion into the cauldron. Bring to the boil.

Step two: Sprinkle rose petals across the surface and leave to simmer for 1 hour. Remove from the heat.

Step three: The rose petals should have completely dissolved and the potion should now be a pale yellow colour with a faint pink sheen. Add the crushed snake fangs, sprinkling around the edge of the cauldron. - Replace with chopped frog liver, add to the centre of the potion. Leave to simmer for thirty minutes. Remove from the heat.

Step four: The potion should now be faintly orange. Add four drops of squill bulb essence and stir anticlockwise three times, followed by four times clockwise and one figure-eight. The potion should turn bright orange.

Step five: Add one measure of knotgrass tincture to the exact centre of the cauldron and immediately apply high heat, bring to the boil and turn the heat down to simmer for two hours, stirring once clockwise every five minutes.

Step six: The potion should now be bright red. Add six billywig stings. One at a time. Stirring three times clockwise in between each addition. Boil for five minutes and simmer for thirty.

Step seven: The potion should be bright pink. Add twelve moondew drops evenly spaced around the circumference of the cauldron. Leave to simmer for three hours.

Step eight: The potion should be pale lilac and have reduced by half. Add four chopped caterpillars and stir vigorously until the potion turns deep purple. - Add four powdered chrysalis and stir gently until the potion turns purple.

Step nine: Add one measure of powdered beetle eyes and boil for two hours or until the potion turns bright blue.

Step ten: Add two measures of finely chopped fluxweed. Bring to the boil and reduce heat. Simmer for three hours. The potion should now be a deep turquoise. Bottle immediately and leave to stand for three days until the liquid has turned into smoke.

- After the potion has turned turquoise, apply a targeting spell and add target. Simmer for thirty minutes and then bottle. The potion should be green.

 Whatever you do, do not add a bottle of ink to the potion when it's pink - Remus Lupin, Chief Researcher and Safety Monitor.

But if you do, definitely don't then hide the resultant sentient clothing in your best mate's trunk for him to find first thing in the morning when he's sleepy and not thinking straight - James Potter, Chief Imaginator

Do do that, because the result is hysterically funny - Sirius Black, Chief Artist  and Charmer of Teachers.

It was not funny, Sirius! - James Potter, Chief Imaginator.

When you fell over and the trousers wrapped themselves around your head? Mate, that was classic comedy! - Sirius Black, Chief Artist  and Charmer of Teachers.

I banged my head! - James Potter, Chief Imaginator.

That's what made it so funny. And stop crossing out my second title! - Sirius Black, Chief Artist  and Charmer of Teachers.

You don't have a second title! - James Potter, Chief Imaginator.

Chapter 21

[lumosinlove]

Solntse

part vii

“He…wait. Say again?”

Remus sighed, “He invited me to…” He looks down at the text Sirius had sent him with flight details, “Turks and Caicos? It’s an island, I think. He’s there for his company’s retreat. And he wants me to come.”

“Mate.” James let out a laugh, “Yes.” Remus shoots him a look, “What, you said you guys spent the night together. I thought he said sorry.”

“I…Well, yeah, we did, he did, but. But…” Remus rubbed a hand over his face, really not wanting to tell James the whole story.

“But?”

Remus looked towards the counter of the coffee shop, shifting a little at remembering the look on Sirius’ face, “He thought you were one of my clients.”

James chokes on his coffee, coughing for a moment and waving a hand at Remus, “You—“ He coughs again, then clears his throat so loud the girl next to them reading shoots him a glance, “That’s why he stormed out?”

Remus nodded, “Some guys don’t like acknowledging that they’re not the only ones I do this with. You don’t think it’ll…I don’t know. Being in a hotel for the night is one thing. What the fuck is it going to do to me when I’m with him, sleeping with him, for two weeks straight? That…” Remus sighed. It’d be really fucking hard, is what he should say. It’d be really fucking nice is what his body is screaming. He would make money, he would be with Sirius in…in whatever way Sirius wanted.

Remus expected James to tell him to spare him the details then. He expected James to wave him off.

What he did not expect was for James to reach across the table and flick him in the cheek like they were still in fifth grade.

“I—Hey—“

“You’re such a fucking idiot. You are such a fucking idiot, oh my god.”

Remus does his best to wrap his tea bag around the already slightly soggy wooden stirrer in an attempt to squeeze the excess water. It wobbles on the stick as he tries to get it safely to the napkin he’s laid out, “Okay, thanks, why?”

“He’s jealous. Sirius was jealous of me.”

Remus looks up. The teabag falls on the table with a wet little squish. “Shut up.”

James digs his fingers into his hair and rests his elbows on the table a little to hard, nearly dislodging his drink, “Remus. Jesus fucking Christ.”

“I—“ Remus’ chest feels entirely too tight, “Why? I mean.” Remus flicks James back, just to get him to stop looking at him like that, “He’s nice to everything.”

“What does that even mean? Remus, I’m a perfectly nice person—sometimes—and I still am capable of loving Lily.”

Remus shakes his head, “Yeah, no, but you act differently with Lily. I can tell you love her. Sirius—Sirius would give the bellboy the food he just brought up for himself if the bloke said he was hungry, I mean…No. I don’t think so.” Remus shakes his head again, “James, I’ve seen guys run away with they see me. I’ve never seen anyone run away because they like me.”

James looks at him from across the table, but his usual sad expression—the one Remus is used to being directed towards him—looks a little different. It’s not all together sad. “Sirius has been the first enough times since you met him already. Hasn’t he?” He leans back in his chair, spreading his hands, “Why can’t he be the first for this?”

~

Sirius insists on picking him up for the drive to the airport, is the problem.

“Can’t I just meet you there?” Remus worries the t-shirt he’s rolling into his small duffle bag, phone sandwiched between his ear and shoulder. He stares down at the bed. He barely has two pairs of nice shorts, let alone a swimsuit. He knows he wouldn’t even have to get the words fully out before Sirius would buy him one—maybe five, given his history—but…that’s hard.

“Easier, Remus. Special plane. Why not like?” Sirius is rummaging around on his end of the phone too. He isn’t even in London right now, but his apartment in New York. Remus would kill to see where Sirius lives. He wants to see how he designed his own house, wants to see all the little things that make it his own. All the things a hotel room can’t offer.

“I…” Remus drops the shirt into the bag. He doesn’t know why he’s rolling them. There aren’t really enough to fit snuggly and it will all just fall apart. “I don’t know. I don’t…” He takes a deep breath, “I don’t live…in a nice place. It’s embarrassing.”

The rustling on the other end of the line pauses, and there are a few painful beats of silence before all of it’s washed out of Remus’ mind with a single word.

“Remushya.” Sirius lets out a breath, “You can trust me. Never need feel embarrass. We…we meet at same Starbucks? Is okay?”

Remus lets out a breath and nods into the phone, “Yeah. Yeah, okay.”

“Will be fun. Promise, really…really want you be happy, okay? We swim, eat, drink, see nice sunset. Be warm. So cold here.”

Remus lets out a little laugh, glancing at his window, “Right.”

“Is okay?”

Remus can’t help but smile a little at the eagerness in Sirius’ voice. Even if James’ words are playing in his head. Even if why did you invite me? are playing in his head. “Yeah, of course. I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“Five o’clock.”

“Okay.”

“Bye, Remushya.”

Remus holds the phone with both hands, “Bye.”

He sighs and flips the phone onto the bed before falling down after it on his stomach. His bag is digging into his ribs but he can’t bring himself to care. He calls James.

“Pri-vet.”

Remus pulls the phone away from his ear, blinks at it, then replaces it, “What the—did you learn that so you could fucking answer the phone?”

“Absolutely. And it had the exact desired effect.”

“James.”

James sighed, “Okay, yes, I’m listening.”

“I shouldn’t go.”

“Oh, so you don’t want him to declare his love?”

“James.”

“You don’t want to fuck him on your private beach?”

“James!”

“No, Remus, listen to me. Listen. Do you love him? You’ve never actually said it. Do you love Sirius?”

Remus licked over his dry lips, pressing his forehead to the mattress. He didn’t even have to think about it. The words were right there on the tip of his tongue. And what first came to mind wasn’t the ridiculous five pairs of swim trunks Sirius would no doubt buy him. It wasn’t the insanely expensive rooms they stayed in. It was the way he took stray curls of Remus’ hair between his fingertips. And the warm palm against the top of his spine. Pulling his sweatshirt over Remus’ head in the morning. And as the little things filled Remus’ chest rather than the big, for the first time, he felt okay about his answer.

“Yes.” Remus whispered into the phone, then louder, “Yes. It hurts sometimes.”

“Remus. There you go. Yeah, it does hurt sometimes. Lily’s so fucking beautiful, so funny, I mean what the hell am I suppose to do with all that, you know?”

“How could he want me, James?” And, there it was, really. The most base truth of it all. His voice shook through the words, but he finally said them.

James’ laugh was soft and sad through the speakers, “Re…” Remus could picture his exact face, the hand running through his hair, “Re, you’re always going on about people pitying you, but…Fuck, Re. Sometimes it’s just you pitying yourself. You know? I…”

Remus blinked against the burn in his eyes, but nodded into the mattress, “I…I don’t know why. My mum and dad, I…I mean they didn’t want—“ The words choked off, “So, why would Sirius—”

“You deserve to be happy, Re.” James’ own voice sounded a little thick, “God, fuck your parents for making you think otherwise, fuck them. It’s got nothing to do with wealth of any kind, any sort of difference, it’s just…it’s how it is. It’s two people loving each other. You deserve to be with someone you love.”

Remus squeezes his eyes shut once and watches a dark spot appear on the sheets below him. He sniffles thickly and lets out a breath, “Yeah.”

James’ laugh is watery this time, “Yeah? You finally trying to believe me?”

Remus laughs too, but more tears come out, “Yeah.”

“Go with him, Re. Really, I…I think it’s all going to be fine. More than fine.”

“Yeah?” It seems to be all Remus can choke out right now. He loves James so much.

“Yeah, Re.”

~

Sirius has to touch Remus’ shoulder, making him jump away from staring at his phone before Remus sees him. He turns fast and—and grins, widely, in a way that probably completely throws Sirius for a loop after the way they left things.

Sirius blinks at him, a smile of his own growing just because of Remus’, “Hey.”

“Hey, Sirius.” I love you. When he realizes what his face is doing, it automatically turns sheepish. He pushes his hands into his pockets, “Hi. Thanks for—meeting here.” I love you so much.

Sirius nods, eyeing Remus like—like he knows something, one corner of his mouth higher than the other. “Of course.” He leans down and scoops up Remus’ bag before Remus can do anything. He frowns, shaking it a little and feeling how light it is, “Remus, we go for two week.”

“I—“ Remus flushes, “I don’t really…have much that works.”

Sirius’ cheeks color a little, like he’s realizing what he said. He shoulders the bag and offers Remus a quiet smile, “No worries, we find.”

Remus ducks into the cold wind as they cross the short distance to the car, resisting the urge to hook his fingers around the little button at the back of Sirius’ coat that…doesn’t seem to have a purpose. The car is already warm and, frankly, huge. There are wide leather seats facing each other in pairs, an ice bucket and glasses. There’s a thick divider between the driver and them, one that Sirius knocks on twice to get them moving before settling into the seat beside Remus.

They look at each other in the dim back seat, and the words are right there.

“I’m glad you say you come with me.”

Remus fiddles with the smooth leather of the arm rest between them, “Me too. I…I haven’t had a vacation in…” Remus snorts a little, “Well, ever.”

Sirius’ eyes widen a little, “Remus.” Then a smile is breaking over his face, “Remus, I’m make best. We have best time, okay? I’m have company breakfast maybe few time but no more. Do nothing but eat and sit in sun.”

Remus licks his lips and keeps his eyes on the arm rest, “And…”

Sirius stills a little. He’s silent for a moment. Then there’s soft fingers pressing Remus’ chin up to meet his eyes, “Only if want. You tell me everything, okay? No cry, make me worry I’m do bad thing.”

Remus wraps his fingers around Sirius’ wrist, thumb dragging over his pulse point, “No, Sirius—I—I do want it. I…Things were hard last time.” Sirius makes a little noise, maybe another apology, but Remus doesn’t let him speak, “But I know what I want now.”

Sirius’ eyes flick down to his mouth and back, “Yes?”

Remus lets out a breath, tightens his hand around Sirius’, “Sirius—“

The divider lowers just a little, making them both jump, “Sir, here we are. Can I get your bags for you?”

Remus wants to die. Just a little.

It takes a long moment for Sirius to answer, “Yes. Thank you. I get bags.” And then he’s out of the car and holds his hand out for Remus. He gives it a squeeze before he lets go to retrieve their bags from the trunk.

~

Remus freezes when he steps onto the plane. He really just wants to laugh, maybe cry a bit, because how can he tell Sirius anything now without him thinking at least a little it’s because of all this?

“Where’s, like, the rest of your company?”

Sirius looks up from where he was tapping away on his phone, “What? Who knows. My plane.”

Remus blinks at him. He should have guessed, but…

“So, it’s just us?”

Sirius’ eyebrow raises a little, along with the corner of his mouth, “Just us.”

Remus is in the process of nodding when there are two hands lightly on his shoulders.

“Hello, Mr. Lupin, may I take your coat for the journey?”

Remus turns and there’s an air hostess behind him with a gentle smile.

“Oh. Uh, yeah. I mean, thanks, sure.”

She disappears somewhere in the very back of the plane.

“Sirius, how big is this thing?”

Sirius sets his phone down and grins, “Just right, no? Hey, sit, get comfy. Vacation start now, Remus.”

Remus bites his lip against his smile and takes the open window seat across from Sirius. They look at each other as the engine begins to rumble beneath them, the walls humming with energy.

Sirius stretches out his long legs and crosses them between Remus’ spread ones. He laces his fingers over his stomach and tilts his head to the side, “You know mile-high club?”

Remus’ eyes widen and he splutters, quickly glancing around, “Sirius.”

Sirius cracks up.

Remus kicks at his feet, “You can’t just say that. I don’t want every person working here knowing we…we…”

“Might fuck on plane?”

Remus covers his face with his hands and slouches down in his seat. Sirius’ laughter gets louder. Remus loves him.

“Can I get you and your guest anything to drink, Mr. Black?” The air hostess is back, and she’s holding warm towels.

Remus takes one and tries not to groan at how warm it is on his cold hands. Sirius gets them both some water and starts to try to ask for some type of food but can’t seem to remember the name.

“Ah, you know. Tiny.” The woman nods but doesn’t look any more clear as to what Sirius is trying to say.

Sirius sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose, “Ah. Okay.” He looks at Remus silently for a second, then Remus watches as his eyes slide slowly downward, then back up. He looks down again, right at Remus’ crotch, and raises his eyebrows pointedly, “Is small name, Remus. Can’t remember but know is small name.”

Remus has to physically bite his cheek—hard—to keep from bursting out laughing. He opens his mouth and smiles at the woman, “Mr. Black would like some nuts.”

The air hostess, seemingly having missed the entire exchange, just smiled, “Oh, yes, of course.”

When they’re alone again Remus kicks Sirius in the shin, “You’re ridiculous.”

Sirius’ grin is lazy, his jaw sharp as he tilts his head back against the seat and looks at Remus with dark eyes, “Ridiculous.”

Remus bites his lip against his smile and looks out the window, desperately trying to ignore all those soft vowels in there.

“We wait till in sky, hm?” The toe of Sirius’ sneaker nudges at Remus’ calve.

“Hm.” Remus hums back, pointedly keeping his gaze fixed out the window, and Sirius laughs again.

~

Dinner was steak frites and ice cream sundaes. Remus loves this plane. He loves the little smear of chocolate sauce on the corner of Sirius’ mouth. He loves Sirius.

They moved to a longer booth-like section of the plane to eat and sat pressed together from side to thigh to knee. Sirius’ arm is thrown lazily across the booth behind Remus’ shoulders, and his fingers occasionally brushed beneath the neck of his sweater.

“Still hungry, or okay?” Sirius reaches for the bottle of wine he had ordered and pours himself a bit more, “Want some?” Sirius’ thumb brushes his skin and he smiled, “Or wait for beach cocktail? Have to have one, Remus, so good. Sweet. You like.”

Remus steals a fry from Sirius’ plate, having eaten all his own, “I’ll try a sip of yours.”

Sirius hums, wrist curling so his fingers can reach Remus’ jaw, “Sound good. I’m share everything with you.”

Remus sighs, nodding, “I know you will.”

Sirius’ smile softens and he pulls Remus a little closer, “Okay? Big sigh.”

Remus fiddles with his napkin, “How much work will you have to do?”

Sirius sighs this time, “Yes. Good thing to sigh about. Phone call here and there. Might sketch a little, but that fun. One or two breakfast with company.” Seeing Remus’ face, he laughs, “You not need to come.”

“I—I would if you wanted me to.” Remus scrunches his nose, “If you really wanted me to.”

Sirius rolls his eyes, “Not make you come to early breakfast.” Then he leans in, “Would rather come back to you still in bed.”

Remus’ entire body flames hot at that image. Sirius tugging off whatever button down he was forced to wear, but not before Remus could appreciate how it stuck to his skin at the small of his back. His clothes would follow, his shoes, until he was nothing but smooth, tanned skin and familiar shapes. Remus blinks at Sirius, realizing he hadn’t answered yet. He smiles down at his food and nods.

Sirius’ thumb strokes against his neck, “Tired? Sorry get late flight. Meetings all day. Want finish  work before go away. I…”

Sirius hesitates for so long that Remus looks up.

Sirius wets his bottom lip nervously, “Happy come, Remus?”

Remus is a little surprised at the unsureness in Sirius’ voice, although he knows he shouldn’t be. He’d left Sirius cold after the last time they’d seen each other. But Sirius had kissed him goodbye anyway. Remus had chalked that up to his kind nature.

“Are you happy you invited me?” Remus asks, “I’m happy to do anything for you.” It’s a little bit of a scary truth.

Sirius sends him a pleading look, “Remus, not want you to do things for me only. Not—Can’t be only reason. I’m tell you this before.”

Remus shifts towards him so his knee is pulled to his chest and he can press his palm to Sirius’ chest, “I’m not saying it like that. I just—I just mean I’m—happy. To be here.” He laughs a little, rolling his eyes at himself, “So, yeah, I’m glad I came.”

Sirius’ expression shifts to one of extreme caution and he glances down at his chest, his heart, Remus’ hand covering it. “Just glad?” He asks slowly.

Remus looks at him hard for a few moments, silently cursing the language barrier. He thought he could decode Sirius fairly well by now, but right in this moment, he could mean anything. “I…yes? I’m happy, if that’s what you—I mean, I’m having a great time. I…I love being with you.” Sirius’ expression goes a little blank and Remus scrambles to keep up, “I—I’m sorry.” He’s not even sure what he’s apologizing for. He presses his palm firmer against Sirius’ chest until he can feel his heart beating beneath it. Sirius’ chest moves steadily. The pulse speeds up when he inhales and slows way down when he lets out his breath. Remus is concentrating on that decreasing beat when Sirius’ mouth captures his own, warm and dry from the plane air.

“Never be sorry.” He runs his lips over Remus’ cheek, kissing his jaw, then back to his mouth, “Not sorry. Happy you here.” The arm on the back of the seating curls around his back, fitting them closer together. Sirius’ fingers press under his shirt and he rests his lips against Remus’ temple. And he just holds him there. Remus wonders of Sirius can feel his heart this time, practically beating out of his chest because this feels like a good time to say something. Sirius obviously wants him to say something, had said the awful night he last left the hotel room that he needed Remus to tell him. And if Remus could just…

“Sirius.” Remus says into his neck. He pushes his nose against the warm skin. He closes his eyes  because if this goes wrong he can’t watch it happen. “Sirius.”

“I’m want, Remus.”

Relief floods through Remus at the exact moment that disappointment does. This is familiar territory for them, the trickling longing that was currently pooling in Remus’ stomach right alongside—everything else. The love, dread, fear, elation. Whatever it should be called. Love definitely wasn’t just happiness, Remus was sure of that much so far. Love definitely wasn’t just love. Love was just a name for a certain combination of everything else.

“Yeah.” Remus says. “Yes.”

Sirius lets out a long breath and slides Remus into his lap. It’s a tight fit with the table there, but Remus presses close to him, “Won’t someone see us? We should…”

“They be polite. Leave.” Sirius says the words right into his mouth then drags his teeth over Remus’ bottom lip, “карамель, how I’m make you want me?”

Remus leans into the half-kiss and drags his thumb over Sirius’ lip. Sirius looks at him with heavy, dark eyes, and Remus can’t help put press his finger in a little, feeling the sharp teeth that were on his skin a moment ago. “How can you think I don’t want you?”

Sirius’ tongue darts out to wet the pad of Remus’ thumb. His hands sit heavily on Remus’ hips, fingers just dipping down around his ass, only partly hidden by the table. He tilts his head forward, making a sad sounding noise in his throat, and kisses Remus.

Remus feels a little like he did have those glasses of wine Sirius offered. He’s confused, and the mind-melting kisses aren’t helping. He pulls back and puts a finger to Sirius’ mouth when it tries to chase his. He watches Sirius watch him as he presses down on his lip a little before leaning down and pressing a gentle kiss to Sirius’ neck. Sirius lets out another long breath and sags back into the couch. “карамель,” he says again, then, “I’m want.”

Remus cups the back of Sirius’ head, fingers threading in his hair, and bites gently over the tendon of Sirius’ neck, kissing until a bruise starts to form. Sirius has let his head fall all the way back, resting against the thrumming plane wall, and is holding onto Remus like its for life. Remus pushes his hips forward, feeling how Sirius is hard in his pants and relishing in it. This is familiar. He made Sirius like this.

“I know.” He says, and kisses Sirius’ mouth softly. He thinks he does, at least.

Sirius breaks off into Russian then, and it all sounds so unbearably sweet that Remus has to switch back to kissing his neck just to hide how much it effects him. It creates a little well of hurt right in his chest.

Sirius is the one to almost get a hand between them when Remus stops him. He swears he can feel every person here listening to them. Sirius groans, half laughs really, and drops his head back on the couch again.

“I know, I know you said it was fine—“

Sirius raises an eyebrow at him, smile soft when he says, “Is fine. I’m do it before, Remus.”

And that—that stop Remus in his tracks cold. He tries desperately to school his expression and loops his hands around Sirius’ neck instead, “I—I know. I just, we’re the only ones here.”

“Nervous.” Sirius runs his hands up and down Remus’ back soothingly, “Is okay, Remushya. Most okay.” Sirius leans forward and presses a kiss to the corner of Remus’ mouth.

And suddenly he’s thinking about the first time he met Sirius, how nervous he said he was. But now he’s here, on a plane that’s apparently known to be fucked on. If that’s even what Sirius meant. He doesn’t want to ask, really doesn’t want to even take himself down that road. He doesn’t want to suddenly think Sirius was lying to him just because of one small comment.

He leans forward and kisses Sirius when he really meant to ask if he was just one boy in a long line. He doesn’t think so, he really doesn’t think so, but the seed is planted now, there in his mind.

Sirius settles back in the seat and pulls Remus close to him, seemingly content just to lay there together.

Remus looks up at what profile he can see of Sirius’ face from where his head rests on his shoulder. He tests the waters one more time. “I want to be here. With you.”

Remus watches Sirius smile before he looks down at him. His eyes have little bits of a brown that are almost yellow among the grey. Remus doesn’t know how he didn’t notice before. “I’m most happy.” Sirius says. He curls one arm closer around Remus’ back while the other gently takes a curl of Remus’ hair between his fingers, “I’m try tell you—that you make me most happy.”

Remus nods, smiles a little, and nods some more. He feels calmer. He thinks he can do this. Maybe with a cocktail or two. Maybe with just a kiss or two.

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As The Waves Crash Down (part 3)

Sailor!Sirius Black x Reader

Summery: Maybe a regular walk on the beach could become so much more…

Word count: 2.017 Warnings: A little bit of spicy moments? 🌶 

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ATWCD Masterpost Part 4

Sailing away from the docks you wondered if accepting Sirius’ offer was a good decision to make. Everything had been taken care of, Canis was left under your best friends’ loving eye, your boss gave you plenty of free time as a reward for your hard work, your relatives would look after your apartment whilst you were gone,...

But none of these matters were what worried you. It was the fact that you went sailing, something that you had never done before, with someone almost as unknown to you as any other stranger, for a whole month. He made you trust him in a way you didn’t perceive as possible in such a limited amount of time, which made this decision that bit more spontaneous and carefree, just like the man who convinced you.

“What’re you thinking about, Ula.” And then that unexplained nickname rolled of his tongue again, making you wonder, once again, what it actually meant. He stared over the horizon, guiding the well maintained boat over the violent waves.

“You”, you eventually answered, “how were you able to convince me to do this? To come with you to who knows where?” “We can still turn around if you want.” His voice could barely be heard over the loud crashing waves, still you could sense the dread licking at his words. These little things, the genuine emotion he showed without realising, the eyes he gave you whilst laughing or awaiting your responses, the silences that were always comfortable no matter how long they echoed through the air, all those little things. They made you fall hard.

You sighed, giving in to his confident yet tender nature. “When we’re on course, you’ll show me around the boat, right? Tell me where I’ll sleep and all…” “Of course beautiful”, he smiled and took your hand, comforting and warm, soft yet bold. “Don’t you worry, this’ll be fun.” “Words won’t make me less unsure about this, Sirius.”

His eyes kept scanning the sea, but his smirk gave the genuine intention behind his thoughts away as he whispered: “Not even if they’re a promise?”

*~*~*~*~*~*

Leaving the rudder for what it was, the dark haired man started making his way down the little stairs, pulling you alongside him. “Okay, before I open this door you need to tell me if you get easily seasick”, he asks with a raised eyebrow. “I don’t think so…” you say carefully, not quite sure of the answer you gave him.

“Good, then you’ll get the nice bedding.” He winks, squeezing your hand and a proud grin lighting up his face. He pushes the door open, slowly but surely as the interior of the sailing boat comes into sight.

A cosy bench and table stand to the left with little windows surrounding it, looking over a breathtaking view of the ocean. A mini kitchen on the right, a bookshelf next to the bench and a bit of greenery complete the room.

“Please tell me I’m not dreaming…” you whisper when laying your eyes upon the room, immediately feeling like you’re being pulled inside a familiar and comforting atmosphere. A sudden pinch at your arm takes you out of the short lived trance, the origin of it obviously being Sirius’ fingers.

“Auwch, what was that for?”

“You looked hypnotised! Had to make sure you were still with me, love.” An obvious smirk spread over his lips as he guided you through the two doors on the other side.

“Okay, Ula, these are the bedrooms, both of them have a wardrobe, mine has the biggest bed if you don’t mind taking the queen sized bed and there’s one bathroom with a door to both of our rooms. Anything else I need to tell you?” he asked with his arms swinging around to point out the interior.

“Maybe you could finally tell me why you call me Ula?” you sneakily said looking up at him with big deer eyes. “I think I’ll keep that to myself for another while” and he winked again, leaving you in the room he said was yours and giving you some privacy to settle in. The waves outside could be seen through a few tiny windows, curtains swaying in front of them. You could get used to this, at least for what you had seen so far.

And it kind of scared you, the way you were already thinking about spending your life on a boat.

*~*~*~*~*~*

“Sirius don’t even dare!” you threatened the evidently pleased man. He laughed in your ear as your body slid closer to the edge of the boat with every second. His voice vibrated over your skin, his breath brushing the skin of your neck. He pushed you a little more, your bottom almost slipping off the corner you were peacefully resting on just a few seconds ago.

“Please, Sirius, I’ll do anything, just don’t push me off!” “Anything?” “Yes! Please just don’t push me any further!” You felt his chest leaving your back almost immediately, the hands on your sides sliding away as well.

You turned your head towards the obnoxious man and quickly pulled your legs back onto the boat, backing away from the cold deep water. You gave him an angry glare which he only smiled at.

“Don’t act like you’re annoyed with me, beautiful. You’re so much prettier when you smile.” He scooted himself next to your figure, thighs touching, eyes widening and his smirk growing wider. “Get that grin off of your face, Black, or I’ll slap it off those stunning feetures”, you shot back, trying not to give in to his likeable charm.

It had been a few days now, since your departure, and you had started teasing each other to no end. Sometimes it resulted into these little aggressive flirting sessions as Sirius seemed to have a flirtatious side to him. It surprised you at first, seeing a different side of him than the tender one from the coffeeshop. Nonetheless, you liked that side of his, just like all the others.

“So what’s going to be the trait?” you asked after looking over the blue ocean for a while. “Trait?” “Yeah, for letting me get away.” “Ow yeah thanks for reminding me, Ula”, he chirped happily, “you’re doing the dishes for a week.”

*~*~*~*~*~*

Sirius was seated on the bench with your head laying on one of his thighs. Both of you were quiet, he was staring at a map trying to decide where the next stop would be. You were reading a book from the little bookshelf and it was surprisingly entertaining.

“Where do you think we’ll go ashore next? We need to resupply the food” you said after a long but comfortable silence. “I’m not quite sure yet, there’s a harbour we’ll sail past in about two days, I’ve been there before. You’ll like it there too, I’m sure of it.” “We’ll see about that.”

The silence settled between you two again as you shifted your head at a more comfortable position on his thigh. Outside the sky looked gray, covered by thick clouds most probably containing thousands, millions of raindrops that would soon drip down onto the deck. When the heavens actually did open their watergates, a sigh trembled through your throat and slid over your lips out of content. Being inside, warm and protected from the cold drops gave this kind of weather a more bearable and almost lovable feel.

Sirius noticed your reaction immediately, his eyes flickering down towards your rosy cheeks and adorable smile, the one on his face growing at the sight. He stole the book out of your grasp slamming it shut and putting it on top of the marine map.

“Hey! I was reading that!” he heard you exclaim. Before you had the time to register his mischievous grin, he held your hand tight to his side, pulling you up and off the couch, towards the door and out into the rain.

“No! Please don’t! I just washed my hair this morning, Sirius!” “Live a little, Ula!” he screamed over the waves and the wild wind that dishevelled your locks, but his too. “Dance with me, (Y/N)!” “There’s no music to dance to!” you yelled back, your eyes meating through the heavy downpour. “That’s not an excuse!” He pulled you close, the warmth of his body radiating onto you through the soaked clothes that clung to your skin. His hands invaded your hips, yours found his shoulders. You danced.

“That’s more like it”, his whisper tickled your ear, his fingers finding the lone strand of hair on your forehead and slowly smoothing it back, out of your eyes. “Do you know how much fun life can be when you sometimes… just… don’t care? You really need to try it more often.” “I’m sure you were going to teach me anyways.” He nodded at your remark in agreement, not even denying it one single bit. “Of course I was, this whole trip is in purpose of teaching each other new habits, new experiences. It wouldn’t be anything like me if I didn’t show you how to have fun!” “Because you’re an expert at having fun, huh?” you said sarcastically as your head now rested on his shoulder. “You know me so well, Ula.” His fingers slid a little lower, now crossing the line between being good friends and being very close friends.

The heat that rolled over your spine at his sudden touch of bravery made goosebumps appear on your neck and arms. The cold rain didn’t seem to cool things down in the slightest, it just made the contrast between the temperatures stand out more. If it wasn’t for your clothes already being drenched by the storm, you could probably feel the cold sweat breaking out over the entirety of your body.

The shiver that Sirius felt underneath his hands, coming from your body into his hold, made him push his torso flat against yours. The gesture comforted, warmed and melted you until nothing but Sirius’ grasp was keeping you standing. His arms found themselves circling the tender and fragile frame that leaned into him.

Then he decided to make you spin, lifting your hand above your head, sudden movement making you lose your balance, the swaying boat not helping with trying to keep it. He catches you in his left arm as you dip just like in those cheesy rom-coms.

And you chuckle, laugh, with his cheeky smile and mischievous eyes, clenching his drenched shirt in your fist.

Another sigh leaves your lips, this time Sirius’ contagious carefree air being the reason for it. How you loved the way he made you look at life in this new exciting way, even the little things like a normal rainstorm were a new adventure when he was around.

*~*~*~*~*~*

Waking up to the sounds of crashing water and squealing seagulls felt like a routine now. The days had passed so quick already, the hours had flown away into history. The month that you were meant to spend on this boat was halfway done, halfway gone.

“Rise and shine, Ula!” Sirius strode into your room without a warning, yanking the white sheets off your warm body.

“Sirius! I could’ve not been wearing anything!” Luckily you were, some pyjama bottoms and a tank top covered your skin, his eyes roaming over the tight fabric. You kept glaring.

“Ah, but you are indeed wearing clothes so no need to get all worked up”, his hand came in touch with your arm, pulling you from the mattress. “Not that I would have minded seeing you pure and totally natural.”

The way your mouth fell slightly open at his statement made him shoot another of his signature smirks your way, a blush rising and crawling over your neck and cheeks.

“Go on, get a shower I’ll be waiting outside for you, we’re doing something totally different today.” “Is different a good or a bad thing?” you asked whilst your eyes glimmered against the sun reaching through your window.

“That depends on if you like experiencing something new, Ula. Something unique.”

Part 4

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[echoesaspark]

You’re a Wizard, Neil

Part One: Part Two: Neil and the foxes become true wizards at The Wizarding World of Harry Potter Part three:

It’s only a 6 hour drive to Orlando so they take the fox bus

Neil didn’t want to take Andrew more out of his comfort zone by flying on top of being surrounded by hundreds of people at a stuffy themepark

Wymack and Abby come with them and it’s officially deemed as a team bonding event (Wymack knows it’s not but he indulges them anyway)

They want Neil to get the whole Universal experience so Allison and Matt pitch in and book them rooms at the Cabana Bay Beach Resort so they’re right inside the park the entire time

And they get the 4 day park-to-park fastpass tickets so they can take their time on the rides and in both Universal Studios and Islands of Adventure

Neil is excited and overwhelmed

He’s only ever been to a state fair a couple times and that was so his mom could teach him how to pickpocket and get lost in a crowd without getting caught

On the bus ride there they watch Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them and two of Neil’s favorite HP movies on the TV that Wymack had installed for them to pass the time

Andrew watches Neil instead

He was never able to do family-fun things like going to amusement parks when he was growing up

But neither was Neil, and he can see his own childlike excitement expressed in Neil’s twinkling eyes and happy smiles and that’s what sets the giddy fire in his stomach

They get to the hotel at night and Wymack instructs them all to at least get some sleep so they have energy tomorrow to tear up the parks fox-style

Neil barely sleeps a wink

He’s anxious because of the crowds and excited to finally see what a themepark experience is like

Andrew shoves his arm under Neil’s pillow and tells him to shut up

He then links their pinkies together in the small space between them on the bed before closing his eyes to the sight of Neil’s sleepy, pleased smile

They get up at ass o’clock because Wymack goes into dad mode and forces them all to eat a good breakfast courtesy of the hotel before they take one of the shuttles to the park

Once inside they make a beeline straight for Islands of Adventure where Hogsmeade is

Andrew will never forget the look on Neil’s face when they step inside the entrance to Hogsmeade (and he doesn’t ever want to)(this is one of the only times he will ever be grateful for his eidetic memory)

Neil’s entire body lights up

His eyes widen so much that they look like they’ll pop out of his head and Andrew swears it’s not the sun reflecting off of them that’s making them sparkle

All of his teeth are showing and his face is practically caving in on itself

There are dimples indenting in his cheeks that’s how hard he’s smiling

All of them whip their phones out to take pictures of this memorable moment (Andrew is staring at Neil in every single photo with the softest look any of them has ever seen on him and they don’t dare to mention it)

So they all take a team picture in front of the Hogwarts Express and the castle, Wymack and Abby included

Everyone has the biggest smile on their face and even Aaron and Andrew don’t look as stone faced as they usually do

You can’t see it but Neil and Andrew are holding hands

Their plan for the first day is to spend it at Hogsmeade and do everything there is to do like ride every ride and visit every shop and eat at the Three Broomsticks

They start with the Flight of the Hippogriff because the line was the shortest and it’s like a buildup to the bigger rides (for those who are opposed to heights)

Obviously Andrew refuses to go on any of the roller coasters, and Neil’s fine with that, he just wants Andrew to be comfortable and to do whatever he feels okay with

But he agrees to try the Flight of the Hippogriff because it’s a smaller coaster and he kind of wants to see Neil’s face on his first ride

It’s a little rickety but it’s not too bad of a ride and Andrew doesn’t let anyone know that he semi-enjoyed it

Neil knows

Next is the Dragon Challenge

Since there’s two dueling coasters they split up so they can race each other

Dan, Matt, Allison, and Renee go on the Chinese Fireball and Neil, Kevin, Nicky, and Aaron go on the Hungarian Horntail (Andrew opted out of this one but he decides to ride it with Neil again later after he sees how much fun Neil had)

They trash talk each other in the queue and almost get kicked out of line when Kevin lunges at Nicky after he calls him Dumb Krum

When they get on the ride the operator makes Neil and Aaron sit in the middle of their row because they’re the smallest

Nicky gets an elbow to the ribs from Aaron when he laughs

Then he blames Nicky when the Horntail loses

Since Andrew didn’t ride with them Neil takes him to Honeydukes and buys him a ton of candy

Chocolate frogs, Exploding Bon-Bons, a sugar quill, Fever Fudge, jelly slugs, and a cauldron cake that he eats right in the store

He repays Neil with a sweet kiss when no one is looking

Andrew buys a box of Bertie Bott’s Every Flavour Bean and gives one to Kevin saying that it’s kale flavored (it’s dirt) (Kevin never trusts him again)

Wymack buys them all lunch at the Three Broomsticks and he gets them each a giant smoked turkey leg and a round of Butterbeer and Kevin is highly disappointed to find out that the beer in Butterbeer is not actually beer

They go to Ollivander’s next and the guy picks Andrew and Aaron for the wand show thinking that they’re 12

He asks Allison if she’s their mother and she almost busts a lung with her laughter

Both the twins walk out after Andrew tries to brandish a knife (“how did he get that past security, Neil?” - Dan, Neil - *shrugs*) so Renee volunteers to take their place

They save the best ride for last, which is the Forbidden Journey

Everyone, including Wymack and Abby, wants to ride this one and they get so excited when they finally step into the makeshift Hogwarts queue

The Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom and Gryffindor Common Room are so realistic that it makes them feel as if they’re all really there and Neil is mind blown and so happy he can’t stop looking at Andrew to make sure he’s feeling the same

Nicky tries to start a fight with one of the moving pictures (they make him sit with Wymack and Abby on the ride for it)

This time they split up Neil, Andrew, Renee, and Allison and Matt, Kevin, Dan, and Aaron

It’s the greatest thing they’ve ever experienced

It’s the only time that flying has ever made Andrew feel good

And hearing Matt’s screams when the giant spiders pop up

They ride every ride 5 more times and switch up the pairings each time so everyone gets a chance to ride with every teammate, and Wymack and Abby join in too

Then they end the day in Filch’s Emporium to splurge on merch

Dan buys a Gryffindor quidditch shirt with a number 1 on it and gets a matching one for Wymack too, and Matt gets a Hufflepuff one with a number 4

Allison buys Kevin a shirt that says Muggle and throws it at his face

Renee buys a Time-Turner necklace and a pair of Hufflepuff socks

Aaron buys him and Katelyn matching Ravenclaw mugs

Kevin buys a set of Hogwarts Houses shot glasses

Andrew buys a shirt for Neil that says I Solemnly Swear That I’m Up To No Good and then almost stabs Nicky when he tries to give him a stuffed Dobby

Nicky buys half the store

And as a cute treat for everyone Neil buys them each a wand of the character that reminds him of them

Harry’s for Dan, because she’s their strong, brave leader that will go to any length to prove and achieve her worth and the team’s

Sirius’ for Matt, because Matt treats Neil like he’s his own son and would do anything for him

McGonagall’s for Allison, because she’s a fierce badass that doesn’t take shit from anyone

Tonks’ for Renee, because she has many facets to her but the only one that counts is her strength and compassion for the people she cares about

Mad-Eye Moody’s for Kevin, because it seems like he always has a stick up his ass but he’s a strong and smart man that just wants everyone to be their best

Luna’s for Nicky, because he’s a little goofy and weird but he’s proud of who he is and everyone loves him

Snape’s for Aaron’s, because, well

Molly’s and Arthur’s for Wymack and Abby, because they’re the team’s honorary parents

And Draco’s for Andrew, because it’s become their little inside joke (Andrew sneakily buys Ron’s for Neil and gently throws it at him later that night while they’re getting ready for bed) (Neil giggles so hard he tears up)

[kwonhozhi]

Everybody Needs A Nervy B Now And Then

or 

Bitch In A Uniform 

On the verge of turning 18, grown-up-to-be James sets his sights on the new girl at school, “gorgeous sex-god” Lily, bass player for the Stiff Dylans. Unfortunately Lily appears to already be dating James’ evil archrival: the greasy and bitter Snape. With his ridiculously named cat Sir Jeremy and his band of brothers, the Ace Gang, by his side, James sets his mad schemes in motion to nab a snogtastic girlfriend and have the best birthday party ever. 

it’s here !!!! its here despite my computer shitting itself and drawing a total blank on a title and not being able to leave it alone its HERE we MADE IT

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James Potter to Ace Gang: cnt believe u wankers fucking abandoned me

Remus Lupin: james we were RIGHT THERE

James Potter: NOT DRESSED AS HORS D’OEVRES

Sirius Black: it’s spelled hors d’oeuvres

James Potter: i think you’ll find its spelled ‘betrayal’

James Potter: why did you all bail???????????????

Peter Pettigrew: Mum wouldn’t let me go as a cocktail sausage, seeing as she’s veggo and all

Sirius Black: jam you KNO yellow washes me out idk what you were thinking trying to make me be a cheese and pineapple stick

Remus Lupin: i’ll square idk how the fuck i was supposed to be a vol-au-vent

James Potter changed the group name to Betrayal Gang.

Sirius Black changed James Potter’s nickname to olive boi.

-

Sirius Black to James Potter: u should have been at mine 2 minutes ago

Sirius Black: wher r u

James Potter: coming

James Potter: was talking to mum and dad abt my party

Sirius Black: howd it go

James Potter: :///////:

Sirius Black: double ended :/

James Potter: yeah.

-

Sirius Black to Ace Gang: just saw snape on the way to bio. god hes so wet up close

James Potter: wearer of the wettest haircut known to humanity thy name is snape

Peter Pettigrew: Omg i kno i saw it this morning like imagine turning up for the first day like that

James Potter: youd think hed have least timed his yearly bath to coincide with the start of school

Remus Lupin: you guys shouldn’t be so mean about him

Remus Lupin: im just kidding can you imagine

-

James Potter to petition for dumbledore to make a rule about school bathing regulations: lupin we all saw u go off with that bird at break

James Potter: whats the 411 lil mama

James Potter: whats the hot goss

Remus Lupin: nothing, she’s the new exchange student i was showing her around

Sirius Black: sure

James Potter: that hickey under your collar get there by itself did it

Remus Lupin: we’re not talking about this

Peter Pettigrew: Guys shut up i have English and McG is giving me the worst look

-

Sirius Black to now taking bets for how long it takes sirius to get a detention off mcgonagall: where have you and the swedish girl got to on the snogging scale???

Remus Lupin: shes danish

Remus Lupin: and what the fuck is the snogging scale

James Potter: me and siri invented it

James Potter: 1) holding hands                        2) arm around                        3) good-night kiss                        4) kiss lasting over three minutes without a breath                        5) open mouth kissing                        6) tongues                        7) upper body fondling—outdoors                        8) upper body fondling—indoors (in bed)                        9) below waist activity                      10) the full monty

Remus Lupin: why am i friends with either of you

Sirius Black: we were thirteen

James Potter: oh so suddenly now that you’re 18 you’re too COOL for the snogging scale????????

Peter Pettigrew: CAN YOU STOP HAVING IMPORTANT DISCUSSIONS WHILE IM IN CLASS WITH MCGONAGALL

Sirius Black: o i thought this was the chat without peter

Peter Pettigrew: Fuck off

-

Peter Pettigrew to Remus Lupin: You don’t really have a chat without me do you ?????

Peter Pettigrew: ??????????????????

Peter Pettigrew: Remus

-

James Potter to Ace Gang: NEW GIRL ALERT

Peter Pettigrew: Yeah, we’ve already seen her. You were there when we walked in on lupin in that EXTREMELY compromising position

Remus Lupin: if you don’t drop it im leaving the chat

James Potter: NOT HER

James Potter: ANOTHER ONE

James Potter: SHES FRIENDS WITH ALICE THE LAUGH

James Potter: SHES THE LOVE OF MY LIFE

Sirius Black: you walked in on remus doing HWAT

Remus Lupin has left the chat.

James Potter has added Remus Lupin to the chat.

James Potter: THIS IS IMPORTANT

James Potter: WE NEED A PLAN

James Potter: HOW DO I GET HER TO FALL IN LOVE WITH ME

Peter Pettigrew: Maybe say hello to her

James Potter: WHAT

Remus Lupin: pete don’t be ridiculous. james would NEVER do something that easy and straightforward

James Potter: i am having a CRISIS here

Sirius Black: please tell me what you walked in on remus doing with the danish girl

Remus Lupin has left the chat.

James Potter added Remus Lupin to the chat.

James Potter: everyone is on intel until further notice

Peter Pettigrew: Yeah okay

Remus Lupin: alright

Sirius Black changed the group name to Lupin’s Nonspecific But Indisputable Lovers’ Tryst With Eddie Redmayne.

Remus Lupin has left the chat.

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Remus Lupin to Ace Gang and don’t you dare change it sirius black: her name’s Lily Evans

Remus Lupin: Marlene McKinnon says she just moved here from Derby

James Potter: omg remus i could kiss you

Remus Lupin: Mar also said her family’s opened an organic shop on high st

Sirius Black: how nutritious

James Potter: no one asked you

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James Potter to Sirius Black: what categories have you come up with for the physical attractiveness test

Sirius Black: skin hair eyes nose figure mouth teeth

Sirius Black: all out of ten

James Potter: fab ill do up a table in word now and go to the library first thing at break to print us 4 copies

Sirius Black: marvy

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James Potter to sirius no one is going to dare you to hack into the school and play gasolina over the loudspeaker at assembly on monday so stop angling for it: which of you fuckers gave me a 3 for my eyes

Sirius Black: it was purely based on their functionality

Sirius Black: you can barely see without ur glasses

Sirius Black: very poor eyes

James Potter: so it wasn’t abt how i look

Sirius Black: i didn’t say that

James Potter: sirius uve rly hurt me

James Potter: what about the 4 for my mouth

Sirius Black: that one was bc you ordered pineapple on the pizza

James Potter: i told u it was an ACCIDENT

Remus Lupin: im retrospectively docking 2 points off every single category for both of you

Peter Pettigrew: Im docking 3

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Remus Lupin to Ace Gang: have to ditch saturday afternoon lads

Sirius Black: um why

Peter Pettigrew: Yeah whats more important than season six of the simpsons

Remus Lupin: i got a job

Sirius Black: where

Remus Lupin: Evans’ Organic Trade

James Potter: YOU GOT A JOB IN EVANS’ SHOP AND YOU DIDNT THINK TO TELL ME

Remus Lupin: im literally telling you right now dickhead

Remus Lupin: also it’s time travel

Sirius Black: it is NOT time travel it is CLEARLY an alternate universe you dithering FOOL

Peter Pettigrew: You’re both wrong its a time loop

James Potter changed the group name to donnie darko is BANNED from the group discourse.

Peter Pettigrew: Just because YOU thought it was a dream

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Sirius Black to Friends Of James Potter Support Group: OMG

Sirius Black: PETTIGREW I CANT BELIEVE UR MISSING THIS

Peter Pettigrew: Whats happening tell meeee

Sirius Black: we just went into lupins shop

Sirius Black: evans wasn’t even here

Sirius Black: she just came out with a cup of tea for lupin and james ACTUALLY screamed,,,,,,,,,,,, evans almost dropped the mug

Sirius Black: lupin just introduced us and shes given him this look like “they better not be loitering” so hes selling me onions so she doesn’t kick us out

Sirius Black: lupin i dont want these and i shant pay for them

Sirius Black: evans is trying to talk to prongs but hes just giving her heart eyes

Sirius Black: she just asked if hes in her french class and he SQUEAKED

Sirius Black: day 13. james has still not spoken a word of english to evans

Sirius Black: day 27. hes said “mfngggg” instead of yes the stupid git

Peter Pettigrew: Fucking hell im still in this stupid mother son bonding thing for another half hour

Sirius Black: MOTHER SON BONDING

Sirius Black: siri set a reminder to mock peter later

Sirius Black: lupin just took the tea and evans has revealed shes in a BAND

Sirius Black: prongs has found his voice (!) and hes making the aziz ansari :D face which, unfortunately, makes him look like a total prat

Peter Pettigrew: Rookie error

Sirius Black: she just told him they’re called the stiff dylans and he just nodded really seriously and said “great name” im going to knock him out if only to stop him embarrassing himself further the stupid git

Sirius Black: fun facts about lily evans: she plays bass and she thinks james has brain damage probably

Sirius Black: JAMES JUST INADVERTENTLY TOLD HER SHE HAS REALLY BIG HANDS AND SHE WAS DEADASS LIKE

Sirius Black: “……………………okay”

Peter Pettigrew: BIG HANDS

Sirius Black: HER CAT just came out and prongs has jumped on the opportunity my boy he did it he managed to steer his way onto a topic he knows something about

Sirius Black: more fun facts about lily evans: her cat is called elizabeth bennet and she thinks james has brain damage definitely

Sirius Black: evans laughed at “we just call him sir jeremy but his real name is sir jeremy cattington the third, prince of purrsia and king under the meowntain” thank god

Sirius Black: he told her about how he used to take sir jeremy on walks by the beach but he ate his collar and his lead why is he like this

Sirius Black: prongs my man you sound like an eharmony profile gone wrong

Sirius Black: she mentioned hr sister,,,,,,,,,,,petunia

Sirius Black: the evans parents had a thing for matching names me and evans have so much in common

Sirius Black: FLEAMONT JUST WALKED IN PETE I CANT BELIEVE U ARENT HERE I SWEAR TO GOD YOU COULD NOT WRITE THIS

Peter Pettigrew: Noooo omg

Sirius Black: monty: “james????? what are you doing here? you hate vegetbles”

Sirius Black: james: “haha dad you’re so funny but of course i LOVE vegetables as we all know”

Sirius Black: monty: “james. the last time your mother tried to serve you broccoli you threatened to run away from home”

Sirius Black: james: “haha i was a picky kid, wasn’t i”

Sirius Black: monty deadass just looked right at evans and said “james that was wednesday” that man is my Hero

Sirius Black: lupin literally ducked behind the counter so prongs couldn’t see him laughing the lucky git prongs is glaring daggers at me

Sirius Black: evans is giving him the WORST pitying look omg poor jam he looks like he did when chelsea lost the final last year

Sirius Black: evans is gone holy shit i cant believe u missed this pete

Peter Pettigrew: :(

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James Potter to Sirius Black: how am i ever going to be able to face her again ??????

James Potter: i love my dad but he can be so beyond the valley of the thick sometimes

Sirius Black: he wasnt that bad

Sirius Black: i dont think evans even took any notice

James Potter: are u SURE my dad hasnt ruined it ????

Sirius Black: j

Sirius Black: it was reaaaally fab

James Potter: fabbity fab?

Sirius Black: with knobs on.

Sirius Black: besides im sure evans will understand

Sirius Black: all parents say stupid things sometimes

Sirius Black: shell probably like u more bc shell feel bad uve got a dad who’s BEYOND bonkerdom

James Potter: you’re right

Sirius Black: i kno :~)

James Potter: i love you but don’t ever send me that face again

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Peter Pettigrew to James Potter: I can’t believe you told evans she has big hands

James Potter: you werent even THERE

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Remus Lupin to Ace Gang :~): anyone seen black

James Potter: hes in detention

Remus Lupin: what for this time

James Potter: handing out onions at assembly

Peter Pettigrew: The onions from sunday??

Sirius Black: no peter, a completely different set of onions

Peter Pettigrew changed the group name to Sirius stop being mean to me.

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James Potter to everyone be meaner than usual to peter: what the fuck is evans doing with snivellus

Sirius Black: wot

Peter Pettigrew: We just walked past them and it looked Really Bad

Peter Pettigrew: She was holding his hand

James Potter: what the FUCK has he got going on that i dont

James Potter: this is fucking ridiculous. snape. who the fuck does he think he is

Remus Lupin: ill see what i can find out at work on monday

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James Potter to Peter Pettigrew: is it weird to like evans’ band on fb if we’re not friends

Peter Pettigrew: Just fucking add her dude

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Sirius Black to James Potter: look ive been doing some thinking and if u rly want 2 impress evans ur gonna have 2 up ur snogging game

James Potter: what the fuck

Sirius Black: dont argue im the best judge of this

Sirius Black: ur like. ok at kissing but i feel like u could b better

Sirius Black: there’s a kid on andy’s block who does snogging lessons after school his name is frank and hes a 7 maybe 7 and a half if u don’t wear ur glasses

James Potter: what is wrong with u

Sirius Black: u say that like ur not gonna look into it

James Potter: fuck off

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Peter Pettigrew to the queen does NOT wear a 44DD: Hes just gone in

Peter Pettigrew: Cant believe neither of you came you missed OUT

Remus Lupin: what happened

Peter Pettigrew: He knocked on the door and this bloke came out and like. Objectively and all but he is Fit™

Peter Pettigrew: And he looked prongs up and down and was like

Peter Pettigrew: "I dont usually do boys but christ if you dont look like the saddest git ive ever seen"

Peter Pettigrew: I gave him a thumbs up on the way in

Remus Lupin: cant believe i missed it

Sirius Black: how did u get the tm thing like that

Peter Pettigrew: Copy it and save it as a keyboard shortcut

Sirius Black: ™™™™™™™™™™™™™™™

Peter Pettigrew: Stop

Sirius Black: no™

Remus Lupin: what have you done

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Sirius Black to James Potter: so its like THAT is it ??????????? my kissing not good enough for you ?????????

James Potter: babe

James Potter: ur my first kiss ull always hold a special spot in my heart

Sirius Black: i need time

James Potter: YOU’RE THE ONE WHO TOLD ME ABOUT LONGBOTTOM IN THE FIRST PLACE YOU TWIT

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James Potter, Snogging Sensation to i, sirius black, am giving james potter the cold shoulder: he put on careless whisper

Sirius Black: WHAT

Sirius Black changed to group name to i, sirius black, am now only giving james potter the lukewarm shoulder.

James Potter, Snogging Sensation: and hes from saliva CITY hes got nothing on u babe i promise

Sirius Black changed the group name to in light of new information, james potter and i, sirius black, have reconciled.

Remus Lupin changed the group name to Ace Gang.

Sirius Black: buzzkill

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James Potter to gasolina is a Bad Song: mum’s got a promotion???????

Remus Lupin: tell her congrats

James Potter: it’s back in india though??????????????

Remus Lupin: oh

Sirius Black: you’re not moving are you

James Potter: i honestly don’t know

James Potter: im freaking out

James Potter: come round please

Peter Pettigrew: Holy shit

Peter Pettigrew: Ill pick everyone up

James Potter: they’re ruining my life and they still won’t let me have a party

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James Potter to Rip in pieces james’ life in england: i have a plan

Remus Lupin: here we go

James Potter changed the group name to don’t message me in that tone of voice lupin.

Sirius Black: whats the plan

James Potter: evans likes cats. i like cats. i have a cat. and if that cat got lost i would be distraught. and if evans knew how upset i was shed help me find him.

Sirius Black: but sir jeremy isnt lost

James Potter: evans doesnt know that OBVIOUSLY

James Potter: honestly sirius sometimes i think youre half boy half turnip

Remus Lupin: jesus christ

James Potter changed the group name to im warning you lupin.

James Potter: i “””lose””” sir jeremy but you lot have him at the park then when u see us coming u let him loose and evans will chase him down and shell feel like a hero and shell get so caught up in the euphoria of the moment that shell kiss me and realise that we’re perfect for each other

Remus Lupin: ur insane

James Potter removed Remus Lupin from the chat.

Peter Pettigrew: You GUYS you KNOW im in english right now

Sirius Black: ffs peter just turn your phone on do not disturb when ur in mcg’s class

Peter Pettigrew: But i always forget to turn it back

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James Potter to Sirius Black: i went round her shop but she said she was too busy helping her mum

Sirius Black: rip™

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Lily Evans has sent you a friend request. Accept / Decline

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Lily Evans to James Potter: begged off work. kno id be devo if i lost lizzy. wher r u?

James Potter: the beach

Lily Evans: be there asap x

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James Potter to Sirius Black: plans back on

Sirius Black: oh okay

Sirius Black: small prob™ sir jeremy actually got loose

James Potter: she ended her message with an x

James Potter: does this mean she likes me

James Potter: wait WHAT

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James Potter to Lily Evans: thanks so much for your help on sunday

Lily Evans: it was my pleasure. even if your cat IS mental.

James Potter: im telling him you said that

Lily Evans: noooooooooo

James Potter: so

Lily Evans: ominous.

James Potter: are you glad you moved to eastbourne?

Lily Evans: i guess. it's pretty chill

Lily Evans: have u always lived here?

James Potter: yeah

James Potter: its called gods waiting room

James Potter: because people come here to die

Lily Evans: ur being dramatic.

Lily Evans: i heard eastbournes the new brighton.

James Potter: yeah

James Potter: as if

Lily Evans: idk i like it here. its more peaceful than derby and the beach is soo good for ~song writing inspo~

James Potter: what do you write ur songs abt ?

Lily Evans: idk. life

Lily Evans: the universe

Lily Evans: how reality tv’s brainwashing us

James Potter: wow

Lily Evans: ikr

James Potter: careful, you’re starting to sound like my dad

Lily Evans: i dont mind so much, your dad’s pretty cool.

James Potter: ????

Lily Evans: he comes into the shop a lot.

James Potter: oh my god

James Potter: promise you wont take anything he says about me seriously

Lily Evans: no problem aha

James Potter: what about your dad? does he work in the shop too?

Lily Evans: no, he’s :/

Lily Evans: he died.

James Potter: oh. im so sorry, lily.

Lily Evans: its okay. its why my mum moved us out here and opened up the shop.

Lily Evans: she always wanted one

Lily Evans: eastbourne is such a step back from derby and i like it because it means me and petunia can keep an eye on her you know?

James Potter: i think i understand why you like it here

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James Potter to evans showed prongs her O face: mum and dad are fighting about india again

Remus Lupin: fuck

Sirius Black: ):

Peter Pettigrew: )):

Sirius Black: stop trying to one up me, pettigrew

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Frank Longbottom has sent you a friend request. Accept / Decline

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James Potter to longbottom has the hots for prongs: mum’s just left

James Potter: so thats that then

Peter Pettigrew: Drinks at mine?

James Potter: yeah

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James Potter to Remus Lupin: will you mention how shit snape is and how good i am when ur on shift with evans today

Remus Lupin: no you sad git i will not

James Potter: remus i LOVE her

James Potter: ill buy you a twix from the vending machine

Remus Lupin: alright

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Sirius Black changed the group name to twix are grim.

Remus Lupin changed the group name to twix are grim but not as grim as curly wurlys.

Sirius Black: you’ve really hurt me, lupin

Remus Lupin: good.

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James Potter to Remus Lupin: ???????????

James Potter: ur off shift now did you talk abt me ???????

Remus Lupin: no

Remus Lupin: and i already ate the twix so dont ask for it back

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Peter Pettigrew to evans thinks snape is a clingy sod #confirmed: Watch out prongs

James Potter: for what

Remus Lupin: for that, i assume

Sirius Black: im in lunch detention what happened

Remus Lupin: longbottom’s making a come on at james

Sirius Black: McYikes

Remus Lupin: “why havent you accepted my friend request?” – longbottom

Remus Lupin: “because were not friends” – james

Sirius Black: james ur gonna get urself decked one day

Sirius Black: so can u stop being a little shit when im not around to watch thanks

James Potter: no promises

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Remus Lupin to twin peaks season 3 fan theories club: sirius can you link me to that compilation video of diego luna saying he wants to touch jabba the hut

Remus Lupin: i want to show it to lily at work this afternoon

Sirius Black: ya sure

Sirius Black: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qGKrc3A6HHM

Remus Lupin: if i follow that link and it isnt to the video i asked for im not going to be your partner for the history assignment

Sirius Black: ………………..

Sirius Black: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HDU3PojzaHk

Remus Lupin: thank you

Peter Pettigrew changed the group name to Gasolina is banned from the group playlist.

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James Potter to Gasolina (INCLUDING all derivative remixes reimaginings and covers) is banned from the group playlist: EVANS LIKES STAR WARS

James Potter: ???!?!?!?!??!!!!!??!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?

Remus Lupin: james that was three hours ago get with the times

James Potter: but i was at P R A C T I C E

Sirius Black: too bad so sad

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Remus Lupin to Peter Pettigrew: WHOA

Peter Pettigrew: U watching from chem window?????

Remus Lupin: ya what just happened??????????????????

Peter Pettigrew: Snape tripped up james on the way to goal

Remus Lupin: is he ok??????

Peter Pettigrew: Hes got a bloody nose but hes okay

Remus Lupin: i meant snape

Peter Pettigrew: O na

Peter Pettigrew: I think james is gonna murder him lol

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Sirius Black to marauding fools quote unquote minnie mcgonagall: mary mcdonald in the year below is having a party tomorrow night n i charmed her into giving us all invites

Sirius Black: well, she invited ME and i guess u lads can come as my collective date

Remus Lupin: im already invited

James Potter: me too

Peter Pettigrew: She invited me three weeks ago

Sirius Black: i got invited after PETTIGREW ????????? who the fuck

Sirius Black: Im Not Going™

Remus Lupin: yes u are

Peter Pettigrew: Yes u are

James Potter: yes u are

Sirius Black: Yes I Am™

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Peter Pettigrew to Ace Gang: Why did you tell her i lost a SOCK ??????

Remus Lupin changed the group name to kickstarter to find peter’s missing third sock.

James Potter: i had to say SOMETHING

Remus Lupin: james, ever ridiculous under pressure

James Potter: besides, YOU’RE the one who pushed us behind a bush as if she would have thought it was weird that we at SCHOOL

Peter Pettigrew: I panicked

Peter Pettigrew: Lily said she thought snape tripping you was a dick move though  

James Potter: trying to distract me by mentioning evans, huh???

Peter Pettigrew: Is it working

James Potter: i wish i could say no

Remus Lupin: id like to point out lily also said you should go up for the school team

Remus Lupin: so she clearly doesn’t care enough about you to know that you’re already. captain

Sirius Black: lupin stop being a flaky bitch

Sirius Black: thats my job

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Peter Pettigrew to pres at james’ because its closest to mary’s NOT because its in any way a superior house to any other house accessible 2 the group: Did i just hear ur dad call u a minger

James Potter: if u have 2 ask u already kno the answer

Sirius Black: In Fleamont We Trust™

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Sirius Black to party boiis: PRONGS IS THAT YOU OUTSIDE WITH FRANK LONGBOTTOM

James Potter: he fucking ambushed me

James Potter: evans didn’t see did she ?????????????????????????

Peter Pettigrew: Nah dont think so

Sirius Black: hes lying she absolutely did

James Potter: fuck this im going home

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Remus Lupin to Sirius Black: i swear to god if you’re the one who just put on gasolina im blocking you

Sirius Black: (:

Remus Lupin: we arent friends

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Remus Lupin to James Potter: me and lily are going to the pool this afternoon

Remus Lupin: 2:30pm

Remus Lupin: in case you wanted to coincidentally turn up

James Potter: what so i can aggravate her by drowning snape?

Remus Lupin: snape isnt coming

James Potter: oh. why not?

Remus Lupin: probably afraid of water

James Potter: explains why he never washes

Remus Lupin: lmao

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James Potter to Sirius Black: me and moony are going to the pool and you’re coming

Sirius Black: as in the public pool????????

James Potter: obvi

Sirius Black: excusez-moi, c’est très grotesque

Sirius Black: im NOT going to the public pool little kids pee in that and the chlorine makes my hair go all frizzy

James Potter: i cant believe you’re abandoning me, your best friend, in his time of greatest need

Sirius Black: and you say IM dramatic

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Remus Lupin to Ace Gang: what happened after we left yesterday???????

James Potter: idk it was weird

James Potter: we did handstands and she made fun of my pale legs ): then she tried to drown me but in like a ~playful~ way

James Potter: and i told her im not with frank longbottom in any capacity and she said “well that’s good then”

James Potter: and then she kissed me

Sirius Black: SHE KISSED YOU

Sirius Black changed the group name to EVANS KISSED JAMES EVANS KISSED JAMES EVANS KISSED JAMES EVANS ! KISSED ! JAMES !.

Remus Lupin: get in !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Peter Pettigrew: Result omg

James Potter: but then she said she had to go sort some stuff out and that she’d text me

Remus Lupin: oh, james

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James Potter to Sirius Black: evans should text soon then that’s sorted and we should step up the party plans

James Potter: we’ve got so much left to sort

James Potter: venue, fashion statements, colour scheme

Sirius Black: you should do black and white

James Potter: ! marvy

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James Potter to Remus Lupin: what does it mean when a girl kisses you and says she’ll text you does it mean she’ll /text you or does it mean she’ll message you on facebook

James Potter: because there’s a big difference

James Potter: remus ???????????????????????????

Remus Lupin: james its 4 in the morning

James Potter: so???????? ur awake arent u ???????????????? what does it mean ??????

James Potter: remus uve kissed the most girls u have to know

James Potter: remus

James Potter: remus please

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Frank Longbottom has sent you a friend request. Accept / Decline

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James Potter to Sirius Black: i need a drink

Sirius Black: what happened????

Sirius Black: im omw btw

James Potter: mum called and she wants me and dad to move out to india with her

James Potter: dad doesnt want to go but he also doesnt want to be away from mum any more im freaking out siri i might actually move back to india what the fuck

James Potter: and on top of that longbottom showed up at my house and tried to apologise how did he even get my address

Sirius Black: im here come open the door

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Alice theLaugh to James Potter: is it tru that ur gay?

James Potter: idk i dont reckon

Alice theLaugh: didnt think u were, lily said u werent

James Potter: really? what did she say ???????????

Alice theLaugh: just that she knows 4 sure u arent

Alice theLaugh: are u going to the stiff dylans gig saturday?

James Potter: not sure yet

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James Potter to Sirius Black: she kissed me and then left me on read at 3:45

Sirius Black: aw :/

James Potter: shut the fuck up

James Potter: she didn’t even tell me abt her gig in brighton

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James Potter to james’ wet dream about evans: sirius i cannot believe you told my father about lily evans

Sirius Black: thats not fair

Sirius Black: u kno monty has an uncanny ability to get info out of me

Sirius Black changed James Potter’s nickname to the naff boy who had the sad party that no one went to.

the naff boy who had the sad party that no one went to: stop taking advantage of my vulnerability !

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Remus Lupin to Everyone sign up for hindi on duolingo out of solidarity to james: watch out lads james has his plan face on

Remus Lupin: brace for impact

Peter Pettigrew: Oh geez

James Potter: fuck off then lupin i wont tell u then

James Potter removed Remus Lupin from the chat.

James Potter: now that we’re alone

James Potter: im gonna make evans jealous

Peter Pettigrew: Im afraid to ask how

James Potter: im going with alice the laugh to the stiff dylans gig

Sirius Black: christ james that’s pretty shitty

Sirius Black: that was lupin

Sirius Black: i say first, what could possibly go wrong

Sirius Black: second, what the fuck is alice the laugh’s real last name

Sirius Black: ive known her for 6 years and i dont know what it is

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Peter Pettigrew to Friends Of James Potter Support Group: Say aye if ur completely unsurprised to learn i just overheard james respond to alice the laugh telling him he looks good tonight with “thanks, you’re very honest”

Sirius Black: aye

Remus Lupin: aye

Peter Pettigrew: “Alice you make me laugh like a loon on loon tablets”

Sirius Black: #yikes

Sirius Black: i have the shot

Remus Lupin: take it

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Alice theLaugh to James Potter: i had a great time tonight

James Potter: haha me too

Alice theLaugh: best night of my life x

James Potter: o.k. see you at school on monday

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Lily Evans to Sirius Black: so ur the one who put on gasolina at mary mcdonald’s party.

Sirius Black: what makes u say that ?

Lily Evans: you shouted “play gasolina” no less than 11 times last night.

Sirius Black: that doesnt sound like me

Sirius Black: are u sure it wasnt lupin ?

Sirius Black: that worldly bastard he sure does love puerto rican music

Lily Evans: i just texted him and he said “im surprised sirius even knows what puerto rico is”.

Sirius Black: fucker

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Sirius Black to James Potter: oi cheer up

Sirius Black: what are you thinking about?

James Potter: poor alice

James Potter: i keep seeing her face when she tried to kiss me

James Potter: god i feel like such an arse for leading her on

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James Potter to Alice theLaugh: you okay? you looked pretty upset in maths

Alice theLaugh: hope your plan worked

James Potter: what?

Alice theLaugh: marlene mckinnon overheard black telling lupin that you only went out with me to make lily jealous

Alice theLaugh: you’re a heartless user

Alice theLaugh: what you did, that’s just pants, that is

James Potter: i’m really sorry, alice

Alice theLaugh: i really thought you thought i was a laugh

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Sirius Black to James Potter: i told you im sorry

Sirius Black: are you really going to ignore me over this

Sirius Black: like for real james pull your head out of your arse for twenty seconds and realise how shitty you’re being

Sirius Black: all your scheming and pretending

Sirius Black: honestly it’s no wonder evans never fucking texted you

James Potter: don’t talk to me again.

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Lily Evans to James Potter: you’ve really pissed off a lot of people.

Lily Evans: alice is really cut up. she’s my mate, james.

James Potter: i didnt mean to use her.

James Potter: you never texted me when you said you would

Lily Evans: i handled it really badly, i know

Lily Evans: things got messy

Lily Evans: i didn’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings.

James Potter: so you were thinking of breaking up with snape and then you were gonna text me?

Lily Evans: lmao what

Lily Evans: severus and i aren’t together.

James Potter: but you hold his hand

Lily Evans: i hold marlene’s had too but that doesnt mean im dating her.

Lily Evans: you know how much he hates you and it makes it hard, james, but yeah, i was gonna text you.

Lily Evans: and then i saw you with alice at my gig and i was gutted.

Lily Evans: but that’s different now.

Lily Evans: i thought YOU were different than that james but you’re not, you’re just some fuck off rich kid who only thinks about himself.

Lily Evans: i think it’s probably best if you don’t message me again.

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James Potter to Remus Lupin: had a talk with lily. turns out shes not actually with snape.

Remus Lupin: i actually do not care, james. work things out with sirius or fuck off.

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James Potter to Peter Pettigrew: i think i might have just gotten my mum fired

Peter Pettigrew: Go on, i guess

James Potter: i went to her office and talked to her boss and i think i just made things worse

Peter Pettigrew: Yeah, you’re getting pretty good at that

James Potter: i guess i am, yeah.

James Potter: im cancelling the party and ive told dad i want to move to india

James Potter: if either of the others ask

Peter Pettigrew: I’ll pass it on.

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James Potter to Lily Evans: hi.

James Potter: i know you didn’t want me to message you again and i don’t blame you for that but i have to say this and then it’s done.

James Potter: what you said really hurt, but you were right. it wasnt me. it was beyond pants, and i really am sorry. i messed everything up with you, and with alice and with sirius and i guess i just got caught up in my own idea of how our lives should be and i got carried away

Lily Evans: i cut all ties with severus last night.

James Potter: oh.

Lily Evans: yeah.

Lily Evans: you know, i wrote a song about you.

James Potter: really?

Lily Evans: its called Bitch In A Uniform.

Lily Evans: i wrote it when i was pissed off with you.

Lily Evans: but i still like you, james. even though you’re mental.

James Potter: no you don’t

Lily Evans: i do.

Lily Evans: i cant stop thinking about you. i was hoping

Lily Evans: maybe

Lily Evans: we can go out?

James Potter: oh, fuck

Lily Evans: ?

James Potter: im moving to india

Lily Evans: what the fuck is wrong with you

Lily Evans: you’re so

Lily Evans: random

James Potter: 100% legit this time.

Lily Evans: that’s a goddamn shame.

Lily Evans: im at the beach if you wanted to come hang out.

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James Potter to Sirius Black: feels really shitty without you

James Potter: im so so sorry

James Potter: can you ever forgive me?

Sirius Black: ur gonna have to buy me at least 16 curly wurlys

James Potter: its done.

Sirius Black: happy birthday you massive tosser xxx

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joe to the jonas brothers: operation stun-the-pants-off-james-with-an-amazing-surprise-party is a go

joe changed the group name to Friends Of James Potter Support Group.

nick: oh thank GOD

kevin: I was wondering how long you’d hold out

nick: you’re both so stupid

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James Potter to prongs is finally legal ;): cant believe all you wankers are busy tonight

James Potter: like i know we were all in a fight but you ALL have plans ????????

James Potter: dad’s taken pity on me and is taking me to a club this is the saddest 18th ever

Remus Lupin: sry fam

Peter Pettigrew: Lol

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JAMES POTTER’S SUPER SECRET 18TH BIRTHDAY PARTY Private º Hosted by Sirius Black and 2 others.

312 going º 167 maybe 27 March 19:30 – 28 March 8:00

Details james is a prat but hes our best friend so lets all get together and show him that being legal to drink doesnt take away the fun of it !! event will have an open bar courtesy of mr & mrs p

theme is black and white !

only one rule : DONT TELL JAMES ABOUT IT anyone who does will be blacklisted from the party loool good luck telling your grandkids about how you didn’t get to come to the most important party of our generation

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Peter Pettigrew to Fleamont Potter: The eagle has landed i repeat the eagle has landed

Fleamont Potter: Thanks son :~) Jem’s going to be so excited to see his mum.

Fleamont Potter: We’re up on the balcony by the bar, send her our way :~)

Peter Pettigrew: Will do, sarge

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Lily Evans: happy birthday xxx hope you like ur present.

James Potter: my present?

James Potter: OH MY GOD

James Potter: YOU WROTE ME A SONG ?!?!?!

James Potter: lily evans i honestly think i love you

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Marlene McKinnon to Remus Lupin: we can’t hear properly from up the back what did snape just say

Remus Lupin: “james potter is a girl-nabbing letch who can’t keep his slutty minx hands off other peoples’ girlfriends”

Marlene McKinnon: WHAT

Remus Lupin: “you’re just a big fat minging minger with horridious eyesight and the opposite of a haircut”

Remus Lupin: don’t worry, black’s filming the whole thing im sure it’ll be on youtube asap

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Sirius Black to Ace Gang except all of us are legal™ now: id be lying if i said i remembered anything past monty and effy swing dancing

Remus Lupin: im fairly certain i walked in on frank longbottom and alice the laugh fucking in the mens

Remus Lupin: but i, too, am fuzzy on the details

Peter Pettigrew: I woke up at the lido. No idea how i got there

Remus Lupin: i just found this in my camera roll

Remus Lupin set a photo.

Peter Pettigrew: What the fuck

Remus Lupin: i have no memory of taking this and im glad of that fact because the camerawork here is shameful

James Potter: YOU’RE KIDDING

James Potter: YOU DON’T REMEMBER PETER FINDING A RAT IN THE BINS BEHIND THE CRICKET CLUB

James Potter: AND NAMING IT INIGO MONTOYA

James Potter: PETER YOU STILL HAD IT WHEN I LEFT YOU FOUR HOURS LATER

Peter Pettigrew: I mean that definitely sounds like me

James Potter changed Peter Pettigrew’s nickname to cryptid: ratboii.

cryptid: ratboii: Cheers

cryptid: ratboii: Where did you get to, anyway?

James Potter: me and evans went to the beach

Remus Lupin: cuuuuuute

Sirius Black: and you didnt invite ME

James Potter: sirius you were passed out by 11 o clock

Sirius Black: WHAT

James Potter: yeah, evans poured you a quadruple shot of jager after you played gasolina through your iphone six times in a row

Sirius Black: you convinced me to drink JAGER??????????!?!?!?!??!!!!?!?!??!?!?!??!?!?

James Potter: i told you it was sambuca black and somehow that was okay with you

Sirius Black: wtf™

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James Potter added a life event. DIDN’T move to India 56 likes

James Potter commented: love reacts only pls

Peter Pettigrew commented: A N G E R Y R E A C T

James Potter replied to Peter Pettigrew’s comment: ???????

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Peter Pettigrew to James Potter: I did duolingo every day even though ur not actually moving and im not gonna let it go to waste

Peter Pettigrew: बकरी मेरी प्रेमिका है

James Potter: peter you know i. cant read hindi i can only speak it right

Peter Pettigrew: ):

James Potter: i showed mum and she laughed and said it was cute

Peter Pettigrew: (:

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Sirius Black shared a video to James Potter’s timeline: “Stiff Dylans performance interrupted by GREASY RACIST exclusive”

Lily Evans commented: tag urself im the girlfriend

Remus Lupin commented: im peter in the background trying to get out of the shot but sirius keeps moving so hes still in frame

Sirius Black commented: im prongs’s slutty minx hands

James Potter commented: im the look on snapes face when lily kisses me

Peter Pettigrew commented: Im james drawing attention to the fact he conned lily into kissing him because he thinks weve all somehow missed him telling us every two seconds for the last three days

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James Potter is in a relationship with Lily Evans. 346 likes

Peter Pettigrew commented: Love react

Sirius Black commented: jealous react

Remus Lupin commented: L O V E R E A C T