#wolfstar day out

[lulublack90]

Prompt 11 - Over 30 Years Old

@wolfstarmicrofic July 11, word count 863

Sirius was sulking on his mother’s bed, slowly stroking the soft feathers on Buckbeaks neck. Dumbledore had told him again he was not to leave Grimmauld Place for any reason. He’d only wanted to see Harry off to Hogwarts from platform 9 3/4. He’d missed four already and didn’t want to miss another one. But Dumbledore was waiting for him when he returned to the house and warned him that if he left the house again without permission, he would be on his own and, with Padfoot being known to the death eaters and the entirety of Britain, wizards and muggles alike, knowing the face of the escaped convict Sirius Black he’d be caught within a week. 

Sirius had yelled and argued, but Dumbledore had infuriatingly ignored him. 

“Stay, Sirius,” He’d ordered before sweeping out of the house, his purple robes swishing behind him. So Sirius had stormed upstairs away from the order members milling about on the lower levels. At least Buckbeak never told him off. 

A soft knock at the door woke him from where he’d fallen asleep against Buckbeak’s side. 

“Yeah?” His voice was cracked and croaky with sleep. 

‘Can I come in?” Remus asked through the door.

“If you want,” He grumbled, curling up closer to Buckbeak. Remus came in and closed the door behind him. He waved his wand, putting up a silencing charm around them.

“Hey, so what’s going on?”

“Dumbledore treating me like a child. Being locked up in this house…” Sirius couldn’t finish. He buried his head in Buckbeak’s feathers. He heard Remus sigh.

“Get up, let’s go,” Remus ordered. Sirius pulled his face away from Buckbeak and looked up.

“Where are we going?” He asked, not sure what Remus wanted him to do.

“I’m breaking you out of here,” He grinned mischievously, holding out his hand to Sirius. Sirius didn’t hesitate and took the proffered hand. Remus hauled him up off the bed and snuck him down the stairs towards the front door. “Here,” Remus said, pulling a thick travel cloak from the cloak hooks and draped it over him. “Cover yourself completely.” Sirius pulled the cloak around his head, obscuring his face, so no one would recognise him and followed Remus out of the front door. They walked out onto the street and as soon as they were free from the magic surrounding the house Remus grabbed his arm and apparated him away.

They arrived at a secluded beach. Sirius pulled the cloak away from his face and stared around. The cliffs behind them were sheer, there was no way anyone was getting down to this beach without magic. Remus took a step forward, his wand raised as he chanted a spell under his breath. Sirius watched as blue light flowed out of the end of Remus’s wand and spread out above them, rendering them invisible from above. Remus bent down and picked up a stick from the sand. “Wanna play?” He asked, tossing the sick up in the air and catching it. Sirius grinned from ear to ear as he transformed into Padfoot and took off running. Remus threw the stick, and Padfoot leapt into the air, catching it in his jaws. He trotted back to where Remus waited for him and dropped it at his feet. 

They had a wonderful afternoon playing on the beach. He chased the waves away from the shore and danced about Remus’s feet when he went for a walk down the narrow, sandy stretch. They ended up sitting on a pebbled area and Padfoot curled up beside Remus, dropping his heavy head into his lap.  Remus dug his fingers into Padfoot's fur and scratched him behind his ears. When the sun began to dip below the waves, Remus stood up and said they should go. Sirius transformed back and made sure the cloak was tugged firmly around his face. He looked out at the ocean sorrowfully and let Remus apparate him back to Grimmauld Place. 

“Thank you for today,” He told Remus quietly as they walked back through the front door. A shiver shook through him as the front door shut.

“You go up to your bedroom, and I’ll get us some food,” Remus told him as he walked into the kitchen, where Sirius could hear voices chattering. He trudged up the stairs and went into his room and jumped up onto his bed. Remus returned with bowls of warm stew and two thick slabs of chocolate cake. He placed them down on the bed before crawling up to sit opposite Sirius. He waved his hands in front of Sirius like one of those muggle magicians and pulled a bottle of firewhisky from inside his robes. Sirius barked out a laugh and dug into his dinner. 

“It’ll get better love,” Remus said gently as they snuggled together once they’d finished eating. 

“You promise?” Sirius mumbled, his words slightly slurred from the whisky.

“I do love,” Remus murmured, pressing a kiss into the top of Sirius’s hair. “Just you wait,” They fell asleep wrapped in each other’s arms like they used to do as teenagers. Sirius was happier than he had been for a long time.  

[skyrigel]

People have the audacity to say they weren't fucking.

[aeteut]

sirius is soo silly for believing remus is the traitor and still loving him so much, not leaving him or telling anyone

By likeafunerall, and reposted with permission.

[imagineacoolusername]

twin sirius & regulus, and remus & lily & james all work in the same store or shop or wherever, and they're all crushing on this one customer, but they're kinda confused bc he flirts with all three of them, but sometimes he only flirts with remus and calls james mate, or he flirts with lily and james and just nods his head at remus, and they're not entirely sure what's going on

[uhhlifeig]

Snow - Dec. 15th - word count: 472 - @wolfstarmicrofic

Five little bundled-up figures were playing in the snow-covered backyard as their parents looked on in amusement.

“Catch this, Pete!” five-year-old James Potter yelled as loud as his little lungs would let him. He scooped up a handful of snow and hurled it at Peter.

Peter ducked. “Hey!” he pouted. “I wasn’t ready! That’s not fair!”

James stuck out his tongue. “I don’t care.”

“Readiness is for losers,” Sirius yelled from where he was laying in the snow while attempting to teach Remus how to make snow angels. “Join Remus and me here, it’s fun.”

“Oh! Siri, Remmy, Jame,” Peter said. “We should all get married!”

“Why?” Sirius asked, sitting up and tilting his head like a dog. 

“Because it’s already all white and pretty outside, dummy!” Peter exclaimed as if it were obvious. “And because we’re never gonna leave each other. Right?”

“Right!” James agreed, nodding eagerly. “Let’s get married! No kissing, though. That’s yucky.”

“Remmy, we should get married first!” Sirius shrieked, getting up and tackling Remus. “‘Cause that way we’ll be together forever and no one else can have you b’cause I’ve already dibsed you!”

“Mhmm, okay,” Remus nodded mock-gravely, shrugging Sirius off. “How d’ we get married?”

“Well, Maman says that her and Papa said some lovey stuff and kissed but we’re not kissing ‘cause that’s disgusting,” Sirius said, getting up and dusting himself off. “So uh, we can just say lovey stuff then?”

“Sure,” Remus shrugged. “Siri, you’re the greatest friend I could ever ask for-” 

“WAIT!” James yelled. “What about me and Pete? Remmy, you’re- you’re- evil!”

“Shhhh, Remmy is trying to talk here James,” Sirius said, turning around to glare at him. “Be quiet for a sec, okay?”

“Fine,” James harrumphed, crossing his arms and plopping down on the ground, pouting.

“Well, you’re the greatest friend ever, and you’re very smart and cool,” Remus finished. “It’s your turn now, Siri.”

“Remmy, you’re funny and you’re pretty and you smell nice, and you are my bestest friend no matter what,” Sirius grinned. “We’re married now, right?” 

James pouted even harder from where he was sitting, scooping up some snow and packing it into a ball before throwing it at Sirius’s back. 

It landed, and Sirius turned around, hollering, “Snowball fight!” 

“Aren’t they so precious?” Euphemia Potter cooed, watching the exchange from inside the house.

“Yeah, they are. You were right, Effie, leaving the Blacks was probably the best thing I could’ve done for my children,” Walburga admitted, sipping her tea as she watched a four-year-old Regulus run around. “Thank you for knocking some sense into me.”

“No need to thank me. Also, I’m never wrong. On that topic, I think that in fifteen years, give or take a few, Sirius and Remus will get officially married.”

“Oh, definitely. Twenty Galleons says they’ll be engaged at nineteen.”

“Deal."

(does this REALLY count as a wolfstar microfic? theyre literally teeny tots lmao)

[g3othermal3scapism]

still trying to figure them out but progress is being made !

[literallytoogaytofunction]

"PADS!! Have you seen my drum stick?!"

- James, probably

(close-ups under cut)

[labyrinthhofmymind]

happy halloween today james and lily died and sirius got wrongfully accused of being the traitor and peter got to escape and remus thought the love of his life was a murderer and mary lost all of her friends and harry lost his parents and was to sent to his abusive aunties and uncles house

[loonyloopylupin96]

"I'll dream each night of some version of you that I might not have, but I did not lose."

[enbysiriusblack]

marauder valentines day but it's sirius and remus going on a date in the forest and inviting james and peter along because why wouldn't they? euphemia made veg kabab and muffins so they're having a picnic. sirius and james try to climb trees higher than each other and throw sticks at each other. sirius and remus make out whilst james and peter play football. james shows them his poems he wrote for lily. they make him swear to never show her because they're so shit. peter is wearing his collar popped to cover a hickey which they end up seeing and lose their shit over. they get high and sirius and remus make out more whilst peter and james argue over the existence of aliens (they're both arguing aliens are real but don't realise that)

[addsalwayssick]

i present to you, James Potter

[the-sun-is-also-a-star]

WOLFSTAR WITH THE PERFECT GETAWAY!!!

oh i LOVE this one

the first time they need to getaway its because they're freshly out of hogwarts, stuck in a flat with the two of them PLUS JAMES and finding time to be alone is just. impossible. so sirius scrapes together some clothes on a friday afternoon, throws them into a duffelbag and the second remus gets home he just grins and tells him not to take his shoes off, because they're going for a ride. sirius takes them to a small muggle b&b in the countryside which is run by an old lesbian couple and they spend the weekend there doing absolutely nothing except being with each other. they wake up late and sirius makes remus tea and remus butters sirius' scones and they go for walks in the afternoon and it's just so lovely.

they go back about every year or so, just to pop in and say hello to the couple..

based on this ask game!

[constellationgrayson]

Just saw on Twitter that someone said their fav marauders fics were a tie between Art Heist, Baby! and Dog Days of the Upper West Side.

I'M SORRY WHAT? YOU'RE EQUATING MY UNFINISHED SILLY SLICE OF LIFE FIC WITH THEE ART HEIST, BABY!? Friend I'm going to cry

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Here are my fic links if anyone else wants to give them a shot:

Dog Days of the Upper West Side - Wolfstar, Jily, Dorlene (slice of life modern au)

The Pirate Princes - Wolfstar (enemies to allies to lovers, a stolen crown, and just a hint of jegulus)

Driftwood on Waves - James and Barty aka Darksun (James is dragged along by Sirius to bring Regulus and his brooding roommate groceries every week)

I'm Only Me When I'm With You - Jegulus (Regulus comes to live with the Potters over the summer)

The Very First Night - Rosekiller (Ex con turned detective Barty falls for thief Evan)

Neckties & Closets - Wolfstar (Someone breaks into the house on Marauders movie night and Remus and Sirius find themselves trapped in the same closet)

I have a few others but those are my more popular ones!

[allaboutlov3]

"i write sins not tragedies"

sincerely, marauders fanfic writers

[pearlynia]

My plans for the weekends?

1. Read my book

2. Read fan fics about dead gay wizards

3. Listen to Taylor Swift

4. Sleep

5. Read fan fic once again

6. Probably do something related to dead gay wizards

[uhhlifeig]

Quidditch Pitch - Nov. 27 - word count: 710 - @wolfstarmicrofic

The Gryffindor stands were buzzing with energy as the players zoomed onto the Quidditch pitch. 

Up in the commentator’s box, Remus Lupin adjusted the enchanted microphone and smiled. “Welcome to today’s match: Gryffindor versus Slytherin!” His voice echoed over the stadium. “Let’s hope no one dies today, yeah?”

McGonagall was shaking her head exasperatedly beside him.

Remus sighed. The introductions were always the most boring part. “On the Gryffindor side, we have Alex Brown, Mackenzie Glen, and James Potter, Chasers. Our Beaters are Sirius Black and Marlene McKinnon, and Cassidy West and Noah Logsden as Keeper and Seeker respectively.”

Sirius tilted his broom in a mock bow towards the dirty blonde when Remus said his name.

“On the Slytherin side,” the werewolf continued, “we have Dorcas Meadowes, Mark Sanders, and Darcy Avery as Chasers, Kim Johnson and Carmilla Rivers as Beaters, Jackson Mulciber as Keeper, and their Seeker is Regulus Black. Yes, another Black! Because one wasn’t enough, apparently.”

Regulus scowled at the commentary box, adjusting his gloves.

“And they’re off!” Remus announced as Madam Hooch blew her whistle. The players soared into the air, James immediately snatching the Quaffle.

“Potter has the Quaffle- shockingly, not his biggest achievement today. He managed to  not fall on his face this morning, folks. It’s a miracle.”

James threw him a dirty look as he dodged a Bludger.

“Oh, McKinnon with a fantastic hit! That’s right, show them how Gryffindor Beaters roll.”

Meanwhile, Regulus darted across the pitch. Remus just managed to catch a glimpse of his face before he flew away.

“And there’s the younger Black giving us all a masterclass on brooding while flying. A true Slytherin strategy- if they can’t win, they’ll look better losing.”

James shot toward the goalposts, weaving through the Slytherin defense with Sirius taking out anyone who got too close.

“Potter goes for it- he shoots, he scores!” Remus cheered. “Look at him. So proud of himself. That’s Gryffindor ten, Slytherin zero!”

A few moments passed without any excitement- until a well-aimed Bludger from Sirius sent the Quaffle spiraling out of a Slytherin’s grasp. James dove to intercept.

“Look at older Black and McKinnon proving that teamwork makes the dream work! And Potter- oh, look at that catch! Someone’s showing off.”

Remus watched as Sirius and Regulus crossed paths mid-air, gazes locking briefly before the younger flew away in search of the Snitch.

“And there’s the Black brothers, sharing a tender sibling moment,” the werewolf drawled. “Truly touching. Almost makes you forget they’re trying to knock each other out of the sky.”

James’s next pass was intercepted by a Slytherin Chaser, who charged toward the Gryffindor goalposts.

“Finally, some action from Slytherin! And there goes West, looking vaguely concerned. Can she- oh, no, she can’t. Goal for Slytherin. It’s ten-all, folks!”

A Bludger shot past his friend by mere inches, Sirius swerving out of the way when he saw it hurtling at him. Remus breathed out a breath of relief, announcing, “Sirius Black narrowly avoids a Bludger! Shocking reflexes from a man who tripped over his own feet this morning.”

A cheer sounded as Marlene sent Carmilla reeling with a Bludger to the shoulder.

“McKinnon, good job,” Remus said, his grin audible. “Show those Slytherins who’s boss around here.”

Eventually, Regulus dove for the ground, looking as if he had spotted the Snitch. Noah followed him, but the moment he realized it was a feint, he swerved upwards.

“And Baby Black pulls a Wronski Feint! Probably trying to pull more than that today, if you know what I mean,” Remus remarked with a sly tone.

Despite the chaos, the match pressed on.

“And that’s Potter with another goal- I think his ego is taking over, folks.”

Noah suddenly shot forwards, having spotted the Snitch. Regulus tailed him, but the Gryffindor grabbed it a millisecond before the younger Black brother would have, cinching a win.

Remus leaned back in his chair, smiling. “And that’s the game, folks! Gryffindor takes it, thanks to teamwork, skill, and, let’s face it, sheer dumb luck. Better luck next time, Slytherin. ”

He started a timer in his mind. One, two, three…

Sirius flew right in front of the commentary box, grinning broadly. “I guess that good luck kiss really did work, Moony.”