#peter petigrew fanfic

[zsrntyouil]

I just read the best fanfic ever, its called "a heavy heart to hold", its mainly wolfstar but there's other ships too (just less developed). This is a Howl's moving castle AU and it healed something in me I didn't know about

Edit: I forgot to mention the authors but they're magswrite and pstvnch (Idk if they have a Tumblr, lmk if you do!)

[paper-beats-writers-block]

Digging through my room today and found the three notebooks of planning I did for the marauders fic series I was supposed to start

book one was going to be called The Marauders and the Key of Mystery and ngl that kinda ate

[spiritstar477]

Alright, would y’all read a How To Train Your Dragon/Marauders crossover fic?

I legit think it’d be so fun.

[too-indesicive-for-this]

Whoever made this fandom a tough place for Zar and loads of other Marauders writer like him, then we need words.

This fandom survives off fanfictions. We dont listen to J* R*wling. We haven't got a source material, we have fanfic authors. So if authors feel so uncomfortable that they need to delete their amazing works then we (the people who read these amazing peices) are trying to destroy the Marauders. We have all put and found parts of ourselves in each and everyone of these characters, so why are we doing this? We are a community. We are supposed to support eachother. And people have ruined it for everyone else. Why have you ruined it for us all?

I just want to clarify this isn't aimed at Zar or anything, this is about the toxicity in this fandom. I completely support what Zar is doing

[goshiki-ng]

“Sirius black was not the jealous type, He would repeatedly tell himself this as his fists would clench at some ravenclaw 6th year asking remus for help with her history of magic homework. Sirius black was not the jealous type, his brain would repeat as marlene was dared to kiss his moony at a grifindor party. Sirius black was not the jealous type, his mind would scream as remus spent more time with a fourth year hufflepuff than him. But of course Sirius black was absolutely not the jealous type.”

[justonemorewallflower]

WHO/WHAT I WRITE FOR

* stranger things: nancy wheeler, robin buckley, ronance, max mayfield, mike wheeler, madwheeler, will byers, byler

* wednesday: wednesday addams, tyler galpin, wyler

* harry potter: hermione granger, draco malfoy, dramione, siruis black, remus lupin, wolfstar

* anne with an e: anne shirley cuthbert, gilbert blythe, shirbert

* hunger games: lucy gray baird, coriolanus snow, snowbaird

* marvel: miles morales, gwen stacy, gwiles (spiderverse only)

* battlestar galactica: kara "starbuck" thrace, lee "apollo" adama, starpollo, sam t. anders, anastasia "dee" dualla

* if you have any questions about any of my fandoms or ships, feel free to ask! i may be forgetting some or if you're just wanting to know about any ships or fandoms i haven't listed!

THINGS I WRITE

- fandoms: wednesday, stranger things, harry potter, anne with an e, hunger games, battlestar galactica

- fandoms i'm in but don't write a lot (or write nothing) for: star wars, marvel, maze runner, how to train your dragon, disney, she-ra, gravity falls, star versus the forces of evil, the owl house, carnival row, spiderverse, lord of the rings, the hobbit, chronicles of narnia, miss peregrine's home for peculiar children, ever after high, teen wolf, merlin, and heartstopper

- ships: my main four are wyler, ronance, starpollo, and dramione. but my entire list consists of those, reylo, madwheeler, byler, wolfstar, snowbaird, starco, gwiles, and shirbert

- drabbles, blurbs, one shots, fanfics and fanfic concepts

- fluff, smut, angst, and whump

not writing but i also enjoy making moodboards/aesthetics and gifsets (though i am still learning gifs)

i also enjoy compiling/making playlists!!

THINGS I WON'T WRITE

- reader inserts, just not something i'm super comfortable with

- along with reader inserts is any ocs × canon characters. i prefer to write canon characters × canon characters as it's easier for me and just my preference

- toxic/bad ships, for example: snape and hermione. and i will absolutely not write ships for characters that are related to each other or have a major age difference!!! or any weird ones like dobby × harry.

- certain tws! anything that relates to r*pe, incest, pedophilia, eating disorders, sewerslide, etc. other tws i have written before and are okay for me to write, like self-harm, suicidal thoughts, heavy angst/whump, blood/violence, etc. if you're unsure you can always ask me, or i'll let you know if i'd prefer not to write a certain topic

- crack ships, it's just not my thing as i don't really write anything that's meant to be super/only comical

- certain characters: this goes along with the toxic ships, etc. but there are certain characters i will refuse to write. an example is billy hargrove or peter petigrew. the reasons of why i won't may vary but it shall be respected regardless

•••

if you have any questions about any of this feel free to comment them, pm me, or send em in asks!

[aaveafanfics]

¡¡SOY LA FANGIRL!! ¡¡HABLEMOS DE ESTE FANFIC!!

Los cazafamtasmas, el fanfic.

Who do you call??

Ghostbusters!!!

Fandom: Harry Potter.

Pareja: Drarry.

Idioma: Inglés (Usa traductor de chrome)

Categoría: What if/Post canon

Sinópsis por mi: Cuando Harry murió y volvió de entre los muertos, desarolló una habilidad que le permitió volver a ver a sus seres queridos, pero no solo ellos empezaron a comunicarse con él, gente que conoció, pero con la que jamás tuvo mucha interacción, empezó a pedirle enviar mensajes y así él lo hizo. Harry se volvió un puente entre la vida y la muerte para todo aquel que lo necesitara, hasta que las cosas cambiaron un poco con un mensaje que Severus Snape tenía para Draco Malfoy.

Califiación: 💙💙💙💙💙👑

Link:

Amo el misterio y amo el Fluff, así que esta historia autimaticamente subió peldaños entre mis favoritas.

Amo a Draco Malfoy y amo a Harry Potter.

Que criaturas más adorables DIOS MÍO SANTO. Me van a provocar un infarto de lo dulces e idiotas que pueden llegar a ser cuando los escriben correctamente.

Amé la historia de principio a fin, la trama es interesante, el misterio es sencillo pero intrigante, la relación de ese par es azúcar y puro amor y tiene un buen rítmo, no me cansé de leer y tampoco lo sentí lento o rápido, era perfecto.

Me hubiera gustado que se adentraran un poco más en la teoría mágica y el como funcionaba lo que estaba pasando en la historia, pero esto es un fanfic de un saga que no explica realmente cosas del funcionamiento de la mágia como pa padirle demasiado a este fic.

Amé con todo mi corazón a todos los personajes, excepto al villano, lo odié al nivel que odio a Peter Petigrew, maldito Magnus, chingas a tu madre.

[ashes-and-ashes]

The Last Conversation

“Okay,” Sirius says. “And what do you do if someone breaks in?”

Across from him, in the chair adjacent to the table, Peter gives him a watery smile. He’s fidgeting, like he always did back when they were younger, twisting a small wire into various shapes between his hands. “I...uh. I use the fireplace. Floo Powder. I go to Andromdea’s - she grabs everyone and changes the sign. Dumbledore sends a portkey over and we all go to Hogwarts.”

“Yeah.” Sirius nods his head. “And what happens if Andromeda is...” He forced himself to spit the words out. “Compromised or dead?”

Peter blinks. “Escape hatch. Left bedroom. Third floor. There’s a deactivated portkey there - I reactivate it, it takes me to Godric’s Hollow. Brooms are underneath the third tomb, marked Laetitia Wen, I fly to the Prewett’s.”

“Good.” Sirius leans back in his chair. The skies had gone dark around them, shades of blue and gold, like the silk blanket that him and Remus had on top of their bed. “If you get killed?”

Peter points to him. “You’re next keeper.”

“If you get taken?”

“I...��� Peter trails off. “Pill.”

“Yeah.”

Peter looks down. The wire was wound around tight around his finger now, the lines smooth from being worn down so many times. Looking at him now, Sirius felt a strange urge to protect him, to shield him like he used to shield Regulus.

He thinks that’s why he befriended Peter, on the train so long ago. He needed a brother, another Regulus, someone who he could look after without getting hurt. Sirius has always needed people - people to take the edge off, people who could be there for him, and Peter with his big eyes and blond hair seemed perfect for that.

Sirius looks at his watch; it’s almost 6 now, the skies rapidly darkening behind him. “Well,” he says, and Peter gives a little jump. “I better go. Moony’s expecting me, and I need to be over at James’ at 7.”

Peter looks up at him, and Sirius wonders if he’s okay; his skin has gone an awful grey colour, his eyes dull and flat. “Why are you going there?”

Sirius shrugs. “Moony gets pissed if no one is home to eat.”

“Not there. James and Lily’s. Why are you going over?”

Sirius cocks his head. “It’s Harry’s second Halloween. I promised I would come and trick or treat with him, since they...can’t.”

Peter looks worried. He’s gnawing at his thumbnail now, his cheeks flushed.

“Don’t worry,” Sirius says. “We’re not even leaving the house. I’ll just enchant some of his stuffies to walk around, and we’ll go from room to room and hide candy. We’ll be fine.”

“Okay,” Peter whispers. He coughs, clears his throat, then gives Sirius a sheepish smile. “Sorry. I know I’m overreacting.”

Sirius lets his chair fall forward, all four legs landing on the ground with a hard crunch. “Hey,” he says, his voice soft. “Look. I know...I know it’s hard to be Keeper. God, I’d be terrified out of my wits. But don’t worry. You’re a marauder, Peter. I’d die before I’d let anyone hurt you. I promise. They would have to kill me before I’d let you get hurt. Same as Remus. You’ll be fine, okay? Just don’t draw attention to yourself.”

Peter gives him a wan smile. If anything, he looks worse now, sickly and pale and drawn. His fingers tap away at the edge of the table, a maddening beat in time with Sirius’ heart. “Thanks,” he says suddenly. “For everything.”

Sirius laughs, standing up and shoving his chair underneath the table in one swift motion. “Of course. There’s a reason why I’m friends with you. You’re brave, Pete. I know you don’t think it but you are. You’re one of the bravest people I know.”

“Yeah,” Peter breathes. He looks down, then pushes himself up against the table. “I better go now. Get comfortable and all.”

“See you later Pete,” Sirius calls, and Peter gives him a small wave. “Oh! I forgot. I’ll tell Re that you’re coming round for dinner on Friday, right? We’re cooking - we’ll bring food round to theirs.”

“Yeah,” Peter mumbles. “I’ll be there.”

“Great,” Sirius says. He reaches over, pats Peter on the back. “And it’s my birthday tomorrow, so we’ll have a beer or something, yeah?”

“Sounds good.”

Sirius nods. He gives Peter a quick hug; he can feel the other man stiffen slightly before relaxing into it. “Thanks for being Keeper.”

Peter draws back. Something flashes in his eyes, so fast that Sirius can’t see it. “No problem,” he says. “It’s my pleasure.”

[walthina]

sirius: oh remuuuuuusssss i wanna feel you close

remus: what is this? whAT IS THIS

sirius: oh remussssss come lie with my bones

peter: *whistles in rythm*

sirius: oh remussss don't look away

james: *dances*

sirius: oh remusss just look at me the sameeee

remus: please don't, just don't

sirius: I DON'T WANNA BE YOUR FRIEND, I WANNA KISS YOUR LIPS

BONUS

remus: and... that's how sirius serenated me

lily: oh, really romantic

james: ...

james: oH LILYYYYY

[cmon-moony]

reading a marauders fanfic on thanksgiving just feels good doesn’t it

[purplelapislazuli]

Gente de habla hispana!! Si sois fans de los Merodeadores tengo buenas noticias!!!

He colaborado en un fanzine completamente benéfico dedicado a los merodeadores de más de 90 páginas :3

Tiene fanfics y fanart de literalmente todo!! Hay wolfstar, hay jily, sale regulus y muchos personajes relacionados con los merodeadores ^^

Todo el dinero recaudado irá a It Gets Better España, que trabaja para apoyar a personas LGBT+ que son víctimas de bullying

Lo tenéis aquí en digital, por solo 7,5€ (podeis añadir más dinero si os apetece) y la preventa acabará el 31 de Julio asi que tenéis tiempo para pensarlo!!

En el Twitter oficial también tenéis las previews!!!

[sparklyicecube]

He’d be proud

This is my secret santa present for @maidenofbagend for the Harry Potter Secret Santa! It’s a prongsfoot fanfic that I hope you will enjoy!

“Why must this happen to meeeeeeeeee.”

“Well well, I never thought I’d see you on the bed contemplating life, if I might guess, wondering why you like a certain deer?”

Sirius threw a pillow at the person.

“Shut up Remus. I don’t have a crush on any deer, and it’s a stag not a deer.”

Remus smirked while Sirius’s eyes widened in realisation of his mistake and buried his face in his pillow.

“Oh come on, what is it this time?” Prodded Remus.

“You know, James has done so much for me, taking me in on holidays, pranking with me, being so kind and helpful…” Sirius trailed off.

“I wouldn’t be so quick to give him those last two compliments if I were you.”

“I just,” Sirius sighed, “I want to get him something nice for christmas.”

Remus laughed, it wasn’t often that Sirius let down his cool, smug-like demeanor to show weakness like this, and the fact that this was for his best friend made it even better.

“If it’s just about that I’m sure you can find something great. Remember, it has to come from the heart.” Reminded Remus.

The door flew open as James dramatically walked in, Remus rolled his eyes and Sirius laughed.

“I’m so sorry my dear Sirius but I do quite need Remus for as long as this activity takes.” Declared James.

Remus and Sirius looked at each other, Remus shrugged and got up from where he was sitting on the bed to follow James.

Sirius kept up his cool smirk until the door closed then threw the blankets over himself in an attempt to figure out how to cool his face down.

James on the other hand was in a similar situation, except he now had a reluctant ear for him to talk to.

“Remus I called him ‘dear’!” Wailed James as soon as he stepped out of earshot. Remus wondered why his two best friends were like this. “Remus, I need to get him the best present ever! But I don’t think he even really wants anything!”

Remus sat in a comfy chair in the Gryffindor common with his book that he managed to grab, James spread out on a couch, it was practically midnight and they could talk well without any peepers, as far as they cared at least.

“Remuuuuuuus.” James whined, “What do I get him for christmas?”

Remus’s eye twitched but he didn’t snap.

“I don’t know, why don’t you wrap yourself up in a bow and give him that?” Hinted Remus.

“Best friend status doesn’t carry that far.” James complained. Remus sighed, these two were going to need a lot of pushing to get an inch past ‘best friend status’.

He went back to reading his book before another whine came from the couch.

“Remus, I know me and Sirius are close, and I know I’m irresistible, and you’re helping me but… I think he has a crush on you.”

Remus froze and put his book down, James didn’t know all the nights that Sirius spent ranting about James’s messy hair, dorky glasses, the infuriating dance between him and James that kept them always within arms length, never more never less. However, James had a point, for someone who never knew what was said, who just knew the hours and that Sirius was dying to talk to Remus for some reason, it was quite likely that it could be true. But not in this case.

“Look, I think we both know that’s not true, and even if it were, that wouldn’t stop you from getting him a magnificent christmas present or be stressed about it, so let’s work on one thing at a time okay? Come on, let’s go to bed.”

“You haven’t done your transfiguration homework?” Asked James as he caught sight of Peter’s frantic writing.

“What’s another word for ‘this shows’?” Asked a very stressed Peter.

“Try using ‘this highlights’.” Suggested Remus, taking a bite of the very delicious-looking sandwich.

The four were sitting at the dining table, eating their breakfast and doing their homework and…

“Hey Padfoot, no matter how much you stare at my muffin I’m not giving it to you.” Teased James.

Sirius snapped out of his trance-like state, from staring not at the muffin but at a certain someone Remus observed. He quickly bounced back.

“That muffin? I was just wondering how you never get sick of the same muffin everyday, really, you’re going to turn into a muffin one day!”

“Hah!” Exclaimed James. “You’re saying that but in reality you think my muffin is awesome!” The two burst into laughter.

James leaned over to peep at what Peter was writing.

“Um, I don’t think Minnie wants an essay on changing pizzas into muffins…” Commented James.

“I can’t stand it! I can’t write this! I need food!” He cried.

“I can’t wait until the holidays!” James said, ignoring Peter shovelling food into his mouth. “You guys could come over!” Realised James perking up.

“As much as I’d like to, my mom would freak if I don’t go home.” Answered Sirius with a slightly downed tone.

“Then… send me an owl when you convince her, we could meet up a week before school maybe?”

“Remember, she infiltrates all the owls.” Pointed out Sirius semi-dejectedly.

At that point the bell rang and sent the four scrambling for their books and equipment and imminent doom.

“Cleaning the trophy room is boring.” Declared James.

“Yes but we were 10 minutes late to class.” Pointed out Remus.

“Why did Professor have to split up me and Sirius?” Protested James as he attempted to wipe off the dust on a glass cabinet.

“She had a point, as long as you two were together there’d be no way the detention would be properly carried out.” Remus pointed out.

“Well in that case… Remus I still have no idea what to get him for christmas!!!” James complained, “And not much time to get it!”

“Why not a mirror, so you can feed his big ego?” Suggested Remus.

“A mirror is boring… “

“A phone?”

“What’s a phone…”

“It’s something muggles use to communicate with each other.”

“But that’s a muggle thing…” James’s eyes suddenly lit up, as if struck by a lightning bolt of inspiration. “You’re brilliant Remus! If I get him a mirror that we can use to communicate then there’s no way his mom can take it from him right? All I have to do is make it so that the mirror reflects what the other mirror should be reflecting! And audio of course… You’re a genius!”

“Well when am I not?”

Would a genius push their two best friends, who clearly want to get together, off a cliff? Yes, yes they would. Should he? Yes, yes he should. Can he? No, unfortunately there are not enough cliffs in Hogwarts that are convenient to push people off, and there aren’t any books in Azkaban. Would a genius push together, not just anyone, but Sirius Black and James Potter? The two biggest idiots and pranksters on the planet? No. Definitely not. But he shall do it anyway.

A slight trip and push landed Sirius a spot in James’s arms. It didn't end there though, nothing the marauders did ended at just that, no, James caught him like a fairy tale and spun him around. ‘Where did the rose in James’s mouth come from?’ Questioned Remus in his head. They threw their heads up in a flourish and ended on a showy pose. James looked down for a split second only the other marauders could see from their front row seats and proceeded to drop his best friend on the floor of the great hall, for now their fellow students can go back eating their dinner in peace.

James blinked in surprise then profusely apologised. Sirius made a big show of spinning his head around dizzily.

“Remus, I think I have a headache, take me to Madame Pomfrey.” Sirius then grabbed onto Remus’s hand and pulled him along out of the hall.

“What are you-”

“Remus I can't take it…” Sirius sighed. “Not that close, not that intimate just not that, you know?” Sirius looked at Remus for confirmation, a longing in his eyes.

“Then tell him already for goodness sake! It’s not my place to confess for you, you know?” Remus said.

“I would but…” Sirius looked away, “I don't think he'll say yes.”

“On what basis?” Remus asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Remus, it's so obvious, he likes you.” Sirius stated sorrowfully.

Remus thought back to the time where James basically begged him to help woo Sirius, the time that Remus had to listen to an hour of ranting about Sirius’s amazing comebacks and so on, these two were crazy similar yet surprisingly dense to no one but the other.

“Look Sirius, even if he does for some insane reason have a crush on me, I’d turn him down.” Remus deadpanned. Sirius stared at him.

“What?”

“Well yeah, I don't have any feelings for James and there is someone right beside me who’d be perfect for him.” Remus nudged him with his elbow playfully.

“Thanks.” The two started walking back to the great hall. “You know I’m thinking a scrapbook…”

As they ate dinner Remus thought of possible date ideas, library? They would never. Picnic? Not grand enough. Astronomy tower? Too cramped. Now Remus was starting to reconsider the idea of pushing the two off a cliff, maybe into the lake would be more feasible. Wait, this year they can finally go to Hogsmeade! And Remus knows for a fact that the two have the signatures ready so…

“So, The trip to Hogsmeade is coming up soon, where do you two want to go first?” Asked Remus.

“I don’t know, oh! They said that they have a joke shop! Let’s all go and get materials!” Exclaimed James.

“What about the Three Broomsticks? We can all go-” Started Sirius.

“Actually,” Remus cut in, swinging his arm onto Peter’s shoulder. “Me and Peter have plans for Hogsmeade.” Said Remus calmly.

“We do?” Asked Peter blankly.

“Remember? We have some christmas shopping to do, alone.” Emphasized Remus. James and Sirius shared a mildly suspicious look.

“Better get us amazing presents!” Teased Sirius.

James and Sirius walked into the Three Broomsticks in awe, Hogsmeade was truly magical, even to those who had grew up in it. They snagged a comfy little table, they saw some of their fellow students but when they looked like they might come over they seemed to change their minds. The two were good at keeping up appearances but on the inside both were freaking out, it was so obvious that this was meant to be a cute little date for the two but they had danced this ‘best friend’ dance for so long that it was hard to step out.

“So, how is life?” Asked Sirius in a joking way, putting his face to rest on top of his palm, propping himself up.

“Well,” Began James, mimicking Sirius’s pose. “How is the most handsome person in the world?” The pickup line had been set in place, ready for Sirius to ping-pong it back but…

“Amazing, thanks for asking.” Replied Sirius coolly, making a mental note to try and quell the butterflies in his stomach.

They both laughed for a bit before discussing about a bit of light quidditch then lapsing into awkward silence.

“So… Remus and Peter went christmas shopping huh?”

“Yeah… On that note, have you gotten my gift yet?”

James had a look of terror on his face before replying: “All done and wrapped in time for christmas.” He boasted gleefully. “What about you?”

“You really think you’d be done before me? I finished ages ago.” Sirius inwardly panicked, he had started the scrapbook but it was only half-done.

“That sure is convincing.” James pointed out before bursting into laughter with Sirius.

“Are you sure about this Remus?” Asked Peter. The two of them were under James’s very handy invisibility cloak, Remus was watching James and Sirius walk into the restaurant. Remus finally explained everything to Peter (who was legitimately

unaware of everything that was happening) and made sure their unofficial date was a success. He managed to hand all the other students notes saying to keep away from the two, and was monitoring them.

“Yes. Not really but if I don’t do this now I will have to live more of this nonsense before christmas official comes.”

“Is that their new strawberry cheesecake crumpet?!” Asked Peter, dashing out, pulling off their invisibility cloak off. It was quite dark so not many noticed it but Sirius saw him and immediately made a beeline for him, almost spilling with news. James also got up and started going towards him and Remus panicked.

Remus grabbed Sirius’s hand and with some quick maneuvering managed to get it in James’s, carrying with the momentum a twirl.

“Take Sirius, dance with him, kiss him and shut him up please.” Pleaded Remus.

James looked into Sirius’s grey eyes, Sirius into James’s hazel. The bulk of the restaurant was watching. The moment stretched out and instead of dropping Sirius like the incident before (he is never going to live that down) James pulled Sirius up to connect their lips.

The entire restaurant was clapping and hooting and many stood up to give a standing ovation. There were fireworks in the background and this was truly where the both of them belonged, in the middle of a crowd right next to each other.

James hefted Sirius to his feet and they both had huge arching smiles that haven’t been seen for forever. Remus joined them as they started towards the door.

“Did something happen?” Asked Peter, sprinting to catch up with them.

The Marauders laughed and headed back towards the big castle of Hogwarts.

“Come on.” Whined James. “Your parents won’t allow you to be away on christmas, neither will yours or yours or mine!” Gesturing to all the Marauders. “And I want to see your faces when you  open my presents!”

“He holds a valid point.” Noted Sirius.

“Just Marauder presents though, I am opening all of my other presents on christmas day itself.” Finalised Remus.

The other three nodded with so much enthusiasm that Remus couldn’t help to laugh.

They started opening their presents, shouting with glee.

“A mirror?” Said Sirius quizzically, then immediately started posing in front of it.

“Nope! That’s what you think but actually, you see in this mirror what you are supposed to be seeing in the other.” Explained James with pride.

“We can see each other even when my mother doesn’t want me to!” Squealed Sirius, grabbing James and pulling him into a kiss, which, has been a regular occurrence ever since that date.

“Open mine now.” Said Sirius with excitement, passing the parcel over.

“Is this a… scrapbook?” Asked James.

“Yep! I added as many photos as I could, especially the embarrassing ones!” They spent all night looking through the book, even when the Head Prefect told them that some people needed to sleep. The four of them went home that year with the biggest smiles ever and constantly laughing, two of them with a newfound relationship and happiness.

“I remember that, you gave me and James ‘portable fans’.”

“Yep, a very good decision if you ask me.”

“What was it you said? Oh yes. ‘The next time either of you say ‘I’m so hot’ there is a fan right there.’ Very sassy.”

The two looked wistfully out of Sirius’s window.

“Do you think Harry is going to have a christmas as good as that?”

“Well if Molly gets ahold of him I guarantee you he will, and as long as you are around I’m sure he will also be happy, Sirius.” Sirius smiled sadly.

“I miss him.”

“There isn’t a soul who doesn’t.”

“Death Eaters?”

“They don’t have souls.” The two laughed slightly, not nearly as full or as carefree as they were when they were thirteen but when you are both scarred, scared and in the middle of a war, that is good enough.

“Well I’ve got to go, Nymphadora is expecting me soon.”

“Doesn’t she hate people calling her that?”

“Your point?”

“James would be proud.” Remus gave Sirius a tired smile.

Sirius sat in his room, it was decorated with red and gold, quidditch posters and so on, yes. James would be proud.

[spiritstar477]

My new fic !!!

The Pain that Tears Skin and Breaks Bone (isn’t so bad after all)

wolfstar - smut and fluff - 17,500 words - 8/8 chapters - part 1 of a series

CW: use of the f slur (once I think), internalized homophobia (blink and you’ll miss it), gratuitous use of hyphens/dashes

He swears he feels every tooth individually, breaking the skin, puncturing the muscle, causing irreparable damage. He's felt worse pain, he's sure of it, but as the fire courses from his thigh past his hip, through his stomach, sweeping through his bloodstream until he can feel the tingling fire in his fingertips, he cries out.

It's only a moment before he can think again; the pain leaving he as quickly as it came. His head swivels, looking, searching, and he sees it. His wand. Only a few feet away. He leans and reaches, causing more pain to flare from his leg but he pushes on until his fingers wrap around the thin wood.

"Incarcerous!" The incantation falls from his lips the second his wand is raised.

OR

Based on 'the prank', it goes a bit differently, causing Sirius to be bit.

[too-indesicive-for-this]

Thinking about making a Jegulus modern day/Romeo and Juliet fic. Regulus has been forced by his parents to marry the mayors daughter (Emmeline). James has been rejected by Lily again, so Sirius drags him to the engagement party. Would anyone read it?

[goshiki-ng]

“Peter petigrew was alot of things before he betrayed the other maurauders he was kind, funny, brave, loyal but most importantly a damn good wing man. Which may have explained to remus why he was sat in the library at 1pm on a Saturday convincing remus to accompany sirius to hogsmeade.”

[mo0nagedaydr3am]

Forgot to say happy Halloween and now that I've finished trick or treating I can eat candy and cry while I read sad marauder fanfics because its that time of year.