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i-need-of-a-hobby · 20 days
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im a multishipper until you try to touch my babies ok.
james and lily? absolutely. lily and mary? adorable. james and regulus? grumpyxsunshine GOLD. regulus and barty? our favorite psychos. barty and evan? you know it's growing on me
but other ships instead of wolfstar????? like??? they're the only ones for each other argue w the goddamn wall
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how can anybody dislike the friends to lovers trope when wolfstar and percabeth are literally right there???
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gaywizardingworld · 4 months
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started 2024 very into jegulus and i just like to think that both james and reg are shorter than sirius and remus so they must be like in the same height. i love couples with the same height, just looking eye to eye the whole time. also i love the idea that all the other couples around would have a height difference but them. two short kings if you will
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firendgold · 9 months
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If you're still doing the choose violence ask game: 2 (👀), 9, 10, 22 ?
I got such a rush from finally answering the first ask that I'm doing this for as long as people send me questions. So here we go again!
2. a compelling argument for why your fave would never top or bottom
anon, I'm at work. I'm seeing this at work. :'D
Okay, serious face. Albus Dumbledore is probably my fave if I have to choose between him and Harry on this blog. I just have to figure out why he would never...
Bottom. Albus would never, I'm sorry. He won't. He can't. Like, maybe when he was having his whirlwind summer romance with Gellert, he bottomed every single time they fucked because he was so in love and this was his equal and his partner and so what if he was a little rough and distant sometimes in the bedroom, and always wanted to top and tug his hair and hiss out orders? This was The Man The Universe Had Crafted For Him, and he would absolutely bottom for him every time... and then the summer of 1899 ends. And Ariana dies. And Aberforth breaks Albus' nose. And Gellert fucks off to go be a fascist.
And Albus, alone and heartbroken, resolves to never trust someone that completely again, never love someone that same way, and never let anyone get into a position of power over him where they might be able to use his knowledge and talents for ill. That means physically, emotionally, spiritually, psychologically... carnally. So he has sex with plenty of other people, and even falls in love with a few of them, but he is in control at all times. He never bottoms again.
That's all I've got for that one.
9. worst part of canon
So the first answer that came to mind is posted here, but for fairness' sake I'll try to come up with another worst thing. (That's not related to ships, because I'm trying really hard not to be THAT violent on the violence ask game.)
I think... that if That Woman was going to introduce international schools, students and characters in the middle book of the series, she should have done more with them than having them vanish after Goblet of Fire, only to come back for either fake romantic tension and one line of exposition about the Hitler allegory Dark Lord of the Before-Times (Krum, Deathly Hallows) or to be married off to a Weasley for an aesop of It's Not About His Looks Now That They're Jacked Up (Fleur, Half-Blood Prince). I'm not saying Fleur and Viktor HAD to be best buddies forever with Harry, but it is weird that they have this unique bond that no other young students have had with each other in hundreds of years, they even lost one of their fellow champions, Dumbledore gives this very moving speech about remaining connected and not letting darkness and prejudice sever new ties, and then... nothing. No side adventures in France or wherever Durmstrang is, no communication from either side, nothing.
Feels like a huge letdown in hindsight.
10. worst part of fanon
Oh, no. That's not fair. There's just so many.
If I had to consolidate what I currently don't like about the HP fandom/fanon into a few lines, I think I would say that I hate the pureblood/Dark side apologism. I do believe in nuance in characters. I do believe redemption and/or walking different paths is an important theme in Harry Potter, and I think it's fascinating to explore that with any and every character you can think of, even characters I may not personally like. But I really, really hate the way the fandom has taken that and twisted it into this idea that we were sold a lie at the start: that the British magical government was fine the way it was, and so was the society around it; that Dark magic Isn't All That Bad, Really, and there are actually Good and non-prejudiced things about a few rich bitches passing down their knowledge and secrets and slurs for generations within the Family, and keeping the Family "Pure" is cool actually, and none of this has any relation to real life ideas about miscegenation and classism and racism and eugenics, what are you talking about?
It's just so worrying. As a minority, when I see people on tumblr/twitter/AO3 gleefully agreeing that we need to eat the rich and fix society and eradicate all the horrid -isms and -archys ruining all our lives, then watch them turn around and write a 200k epic where Dumbledore was the evil one for locking the Horcrux books away and championing marginalized members of society, Hermione is just uppity for wanting to make necessary changes to the darker parts of magical society that That Woman was literally pointing out for a reason, and Tom Riddle is only bad because he took the good segregationist pureblood ideas and added murder to them... and when that fic gets thousands of comments agreeing with them full stop with no examination of any of that... it makes me anxious, at a minimum. The same thing is happening now with Grindelwald now that he's actually a figure on the screen and not just some dude mentioned a few times in the book series: same apologism, same justification of atrocities, same good-guy-blame-games, same blorbofication even.
On the one hand... fiction doesn't always directly reflect or affect reality. On the other... this unironic pro-pureblood meta is a pervasive concept that has popped up in thousands of fics written by thousands of fanfic writers. It's happened for years, and it keeps happening, and I see very few fans speaking out against it or even acknowledging it as a problem. So that makes me ask myself, who actually is willing and able to examine the injustices of our society and build a better imaginary society through the lens of HP fanfiction, and who's okay with the prejudice in the HP world as long as it's coming from the faves they're attracted to?
22. your favorite part of canon that everyone else ignores
Happily, this is a harder question to answer because I've been finding so many like minds in the past 5 years who go feral over the same 20 HP scenes as I do. ^^ But give me a sec, I'll think of something.
...
Okay. Got it.
In order to answer this question, I have to go back to the first time I, young teenager, avid reader, recent reader of the HP series once book 5 was out, realized that Harry and Dumbledore had a much deeper relationship than just headmaster and student. The thing that made me latch on to them and project like crazy, basically.
It's the scene in Goblet of Fire chapter 36 where Harry has been rescued from Fake Moody and he's in Dumbledore's office with Dumbledore and Sirius. Dumbledore asks Harry to relay everything that happened to him once he touched the Portkey in the maze—and immediately Sirius tries to protect Harry from having to relive it now, so soon after it's happened. And then this scene happens.
Dumbledore stopped talking. He sat down opposite Harry, behind his desk. He was looking at Harry, who avoided his eyes. Dumbledore was going to question him. He was going to make Harry relive everything. “I need to know what happened after you touched the Portkey in the maze, Harry,” said Dumbledore. “We can leave that till morning, can’t we, Dumbledore?” said Sirius harshly. He had put a hand on Harry’s shoulder. “Let him have a sleep. Let him rest.” Harry felt a rush of gratitude toward Sirius, but Dumbledore took no notice of Sirius’s words. He leaned forward toward Harry. Very unwillingly, Harry raised his head and looked into those blue eyes. “If I thought I could help you,” Dumbledore said gently, “by putting you into an enchanted sleep and allowing you to postpone the moment when you would have to think about what has happened tonight, I would do it. But I know better. Numbing the pain for a while will make it worse when you finally feel it. You have shown bravery beyond anything I could have expected of you. I ask you to demonstrate your courage one more time. I ask you to tell us what happened.” The phoenix let out one soft, quavering note. It shivered in the air, and Harry felt as though a drop of hot liquid had slipped down his throat into his stomach, warming him, and strengthening him. He took a deep breath and began to tell them. As he spoke, visions of everything that had passed that night seemed to rise before his eyes; he saw the sparkling surface of the potion that had revived Voldemort; he saw the Death Eaters Apparating between the graves around them; he saw Cedric’s body, lying on the ground beside the cup. Once or twice, Sirius made a noise as though about to say something, his hand still tight on Harry’s shoulder, but Dumbledore raised his hand to stop him, and Harry was glad of this, because it was easier to keep going now he had started. It was even a relief; he felt almost as though something poisonous were being extracted from him. It was costing him every bit of determination he had to keep talking, yet he sensed that once he had finished, he would feel better.
This is one of the best scenes in the entire book, the entire series. It completely refutes the fanon Dumbledore who is often cold, cruel, inflexible and unrelenting in his quest for whatever the author wants him to be inflexible and cruel about at the time. It shows that Dumbledore, the real Albus Dumbledore, is one of the few people who understands what Harry needs and is able to provide it to him, even when others who also care for Harry would rather protect him or shield him from what he needs.
Kid me was particularly taken by how gentle Dumbledore is with Harry here. It made me look back and see how in some ways this scene, this closeness, is the culmination of all the times they've met and spoken before.
(You can imagine how painful it was reading Order of the Phoenix right after this.)
But yeah, that's probably one of my favorite scenes that other people ignore or haven't talked about/drawn/written about much. Which is ironic, because the scene right after that where Harry talks about Voldemort taking his blood and Dumbledore's eyes do the triumphant "lol Voldemort just fucked up" gleam is probably one of THE most talked-about scenes in the fandom (even though to this fucking day in 2023 people still don't realize what the gleam meant, when even That Woman has clarified what it meant in INTERVIEWS).
...And for me, safely at the end of the questions, that's all she wrote.
#fireandgoldposts#thanks for the ask!#choose violence ask game#Albus Dumbledore#not y'all making me put more gr*ndeld*re on this blog :') I forgive you tho#it's my own fault for having that headcanon. and to think I didn't think I'd be able to answer that question#I'm poking a real bear by finally talking about how much I hate the pureblood politics/pureblood supremacy/misunderstood bad guys trifecta#another thing that was perhaps interesting 20 years ago when people first started doing it but is now stale and infuriating#since it's now seen as fact and not fiction#the fiction of fiction even#I can't believe I didn't just write ''the worst part of fanon is every independent!Harry/manipulative!Dumbledore fanfic ever written#that's growth for me#oh god the worst part about no expanded roles for Fleur and Krum is that most fans only give Fleur an extended role#when they're SHIPPING HER WITH HARRY as some kind of ''ooh foreign beauty'' thing where he naturally resists her allure#and oh my god here comes the nausea again because flowerpot is another ship that's been done to death the very same way haphne/wolfstar has#and I love Krum/Hermione as much as the next person but fanon Krum is like NEVER allowed to move on from Hermione unless he's gay/bi#which is VERY rare to see. like please give me Harry/Krum fanfic recs if you have them#or Ron/Krum because that is so narratively satisfying#honorable mention for question 22 would probably go to the scene where Hermione and Ron try to get Harry to go to Dumbledore in year 5#after they find out what Umbridge is doing to him in detention and Harry just. CAN'T. properly explain why he doesn't want to go#but he's thinking about how Dumbledore has ''ignored him since last June'' and it's one of the few times we see him acknowledge that hurts#he mentions it several times throughout the book in his thoughts but that's one of the first times he refuses help from Albus#even though Albus would help him in a heartbeat oh my GOD it's been like 20 years since that book came out and I'm still feral about those#Goblet of Fire#Fleur Delacour#Viktor Krum#pureblood propaganda#and how much I am anti-that lmao#not fireandgold#oh my god having to reformat this every 3 hours because the bolds and italics won't stick is a fucking NIGHTMARE
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arliedraws · 3 months
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I sense that Prongsfoot is where your heart may truly lie...
But give me DILF Wolfstar, broken and tired, grey around the temples but absolutely obsessed with each other and I will give you my first born...
P.S. I believe in bi-Sirius supremacy x
You’re not wrong about my preference!! Hahaha
Since I am NOT a Wolfstar guy, I’ll let you have this one 😅
I AM on board with a hookup between these two over shared grief, though, but it’s the only place I see them connecting. It’s one of the oldest ships in the fandom and there’s a reason why it’s persisted, so I don’t begrudge anyone for traditional old school SB/RL, but it doesn’t do it for me.
Except if they were angry at each other. Or sad. Pathetic sex is fine. Aromantic though.
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mirrorofliterature · 2 years
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automatic turnoff: bashing a canonical female interest to string together two male characters.
your misogyny is not cute.
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with-words11 · 3 years
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A: *arguing with C over something*
C: You are much better to be around when B is with you. Stop taking out your inability to express your feelings on us, will you?
A: What did you just say!? As if I need anybody *scoofs*. Do you have a death wish for even insinuating that!? Fuck you!
B: *arrives at the cataclysmic scene*
B: What's going on? Why are you both looking like you are one breath away from tearing at each other's throat. Stop this right now and apologize to each other.
C: *looking at A sheepishly* Yeah okay, sorry.
A: *mumbles*
B: What was that?
A: *looking at C* Unfuck you or whatever.
B: *glares at A*
A: *mutters very quickly* I am sorry.
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lnkedmyheart · 2 years
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Thoughts on Remadora
These are my personal opinions.
While I don't actively ship them I like to think that Dora helped Lupin with the loss of the Marauders. And no, not like a replacement for Sirius or anything but rather like a person seperate from the marauders who made Lupin realise that it's okay to move on and be happy. And yea Lupin did sort of revert back to his pre reunion sad state after Sirius died but Dora could have helped him so much. Although tbh I kinda hate the way Dora was used in both versions. The books sort of make her this painfully sad person who no longer feels like the incredibly cool character she was before and I hate that her patronus changes at all. It would have been nicer for them to meet on a mid ground instead of Dora adopting a new identity or changing her soul to the point the projection of it changed. And the movie just ruined Dora in general. Sorry but Tonks deserved a better writing and Tena deserved a better script.
That being said the sheer amount of angst and hurt/comfort this ship can provide plus the several factors like their massive experience gap and personality differences can give you such incredible fics. (Honestly Rowling kind of messed this one up by dumping far too many questionable tropes into the dynamic in general so I pretty much ship them in a different dynamic than canon... Does that make sense??)
Like I sort of see wolfstar as like ult soulmates, people who were completely compatible. Just like how Jilly had compatible souls with their stag and doe, Wolfstar were compatible with their wolf and wolf dog. I hate that Tonk's jackrabbit changed to a wolf. I think, I think it's important to understand that the people you love don't have to be 100% compatible and people don't have to change. You need to love people in spite of their differences with you as opposed to moulding yourself into the perfect partner. And Tonks of all people would have been the best way to embody that sense of self love and identity. Especially since it was Remus who had to change his mind and come to terms with the fact that he was deserving of love and NOT Tonks. So why did Tonk's patronus change and not Lupin's?
Ah I have thoughts.
Sidenote- I also have a thing for another version of Remadora where they are like platonic besties in a lavender marriage but that's more of a crack headcanon that these two just went "bro I'm a lesbian and you're gay, let's get married and call it quits". I think the amount of crackfics you can get from that is insane.
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bigchompers · 3 years
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I believe in wolfstar supremacy
.... and mullet Remus
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ryoryeonggu · 2 years
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It probably has been said by someone before, but I'm recently so intrigued with the idea "what if Remus was sorted into Slytherin and Wolfstar became enemies to lovers".
Like I truly love the idea of them absolutely despising each other at first, due to the opposite of their life experience and perspectives, like Remus silencing himself in front of injustices to keep his secrets (along with the flaws of people he cared about) and Sirius being narrow minded and prejudged of Slytherins in general. Them calling out each other' bullshits while developing the confused attraction toward one another - Sirius couldn't help obsessing over Remus and antagonizing him with any chance he got because he's an idiot and couldn't just admit that he had a crush on a Slytherin.
I also love seeing Remus and Regulus being best friends, like truly soulmates. The kind of friends who had a deep bond, being each other's comfort and family, would literally die and do anything for each other. But unlike Remus being with The Marauders, Remus and Regulus are both a very private person, they would respect the others having secrets. Like they know something's up with the other (Regulus with his family and Remus with his werewolf problems) but they would not pry if their friend didn't want to talk about it. So it's not surprising if Sirius found out about Remus being a werewolf before Regulus did. And then, Sirius mocked his little brother about being friends with a half-blooded werewolf while believing in pureblood supremacy (he thought Regulus already knew). Regulus was so shocked, in the result of that, he started avoiding Remus for a few days. Remus thought Regulus could not accept what he was and was scared of him, but the truth was Regulus spent all those days reading information about werewolves and how people treated their kind. Then he came crying and begging Sirius to not tell anyone because he didn't want to lose his best friend.
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limetimo · 2 years
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RAB fics I read this week (14-20Feb)
Twisting Time-Travel by JonnyPippin, TripleJT1997 Harry time-travels to 1988, determined to change everything for the better... Regulus is in the tags. I didn't read past the first chapter, the writing style didn't click with me, but maybe somebody else will vibe with it!
As The World Caves In by reylo_is_canon Only just started this one but it's looking GOOD! The premise is the classic "Harry dies and Hermoine time travels to the 70s" BUT this this time she is traveling with Theo Nott! Excited to see where it goes ♥
I'll Follow You into the Unknown by ardently_chaotic Gangsters AU Jegulus, CUTE CUTE CUTE!!!
Did You Miss Me? by Fantismal, Krethes Focus on Wolfstar and Jily but Regulus has a plot-crucial background role. The formatting of this thing, I am in AWE of the authors, go give them so love.
Friendly neighbourhood Spider-Man and the horcruxes by anauro for battlehamster skskskskksksks this is so funny take my word on it and give it a go
I see you in the stars by Bibliosmia0 James has one (1) braincell and that braincell goes out of commission any time he sees his best mate's little brother whom he is contractually obliged to hate. James is very bad at hating people. Especially when they're so so pretty and talk as stars in French
Everything Has Changed (Taylor's version) by Youvebeenfandomed - Regulus (doesn't) die(s) in the cave and wakes up in a muggle park, with the green-eyed replica of James effing Potter telling him it's 1995. Can he convince the Order (and most importantly his brother) to give him a chance?
Quite Like Us by Anonymous - James texts a wrong number and gains a fashion guru/mysterious boyfriend ♥ v cute, v prickly cat Regulus!
They Never Expect the Squibs by PawfulsofMischief huhueheheheh this is going to be a GREAT RIDE, Trans Squib Regulus is going to kick some major Death Eater ass hehehehe
Trials and Tribulations by lemon_drps Regulus is dealing with a lot, like his brother running away from home and his engagement. He's dealing badly. I'm talking mood swings and self-designed potion drug. Also he's a right racist classist prick who really believes in pureblood supremacy and doesn't shy away from violence, which isn't a characterization you see often, and I dig it!
please don't take my man by lumosbitxh Regulus pining after James as he sings karaoke
All The Lonely People by tinyscales Regulus finds a baby in the Room of Requirement I love it!
Sleeping with strangers by ChaoticRegulusStan Regulus is getting over his ex James Potter by... you guessed it, sleeping with strangers (who don't look like James at all, no sireee)
Caught Somewhere In Time by remussendcigspls Third year Hermione and Harry accidentally travel to the 70s! This is really interesting because they're 13 and the Marauders are like 15/16 also Jegulus is totally going to be a thing lol
Vertex by silver_fish When Harry infiltrates Hogwarts to find the Diadem, he is captured! And Voldy, instead of killing him, imprisons him in the Mirror of Esired. Will Harry find a way out of the perfect world where his parents are alive? Will he... want to? The start was kinda slow but it's really interesting! and I adore Lily :D
The Transfiguration of Regulus Black by ash and dragon heartstring (wickedlupin) Kracher saves Regulus' life. Regulus isn't happy about it but he guesses his brother and the order is his best chance. The relationship between the brothers is volatile at best and it's really something else than you usually get to see!
Drugs and surgical scrubs by anauro my beloved ♥♥♥ Addicts Marauders, doctor Regulus, slowburn Jegulus! ♥♥♥
cat got your tongue? by moonystarx (girl__almighty) PWP Jegulus :D
Coming Clean by Llaeyro for ruinedsalad Professional Quidditch players do the dirty in the showers... get caught and set a date ♥
Tonight? 23:00 by houseofhebrideanblacks 📷 PAIN sad Jegulus uuuuuugajskshkjsdhd I wanna hit James so much :((((( :D
Staying Quiet by fuckboyregulus for ImpishTubist Jegulus forgets to put up privacy charms :D
Beholden by SignifiQuint Jegulus' narrowly dodge a massive misscomunication (and have happy sexy times)
what’s got you so worked up, hm? by reader192129 Jegulus + broom cupboard :D
When Regulus Graded James For His Performance by Anonymous The first time is hardly ever the best but practice makes perfect ;D
That one where James spanks Regulus by Esinde Nayrall (red_squared) for spacefragments 📷 What it says on the tin :D
My Own Private Blackpool by LadyVisenya this is. I love it. Don't let the first person POV turn you away.
Tell Me Pretty Lies by fuckboyregulus Regulus and James are sleeping together, Barty and James are together; Barty and Regulus want to date James but James is scared to date after an awful abusive relationship. Evan is just trying to get on terms with being gay, and kissing Barty, Regulus and James is a good way to go :D
Dark Remnants by ash and dragon heartstring (wickedlupin) for silver_fish Sirius wants to find a proof his brother wasn't rotten evil... SAD
No Love for the Wicked by VigilanteVampire4311 Harry gets yeeted to the 70s and sorted to Slytherin, everything sucks xD
Until the next time, -R by britishgaychild Regulus' letters to James.
Black Madness by LimeOfMagicLimo after Kreacher's near death at the cave Regulus' nerves are frayed and he kills Walburga for snapping at the elf ♥
Teenagers Scare The Living Sh*t Out Of Me by LimeOfMagicLimo - Regulus is alive, Regulus is in 1995, Regulus has zero fucks to give and only spite to fuel him forward. Pure crack!
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i believe in moonflower supremacy, i think we all do.
however, we do not talk about lily and sirius enough, so here’s me doing that with a few headcanons<3
when lily finally fell for james and didn’t know what to do, sirius was the one she went to.
their friendship was built on their shared hatred of their families but became something so much more
lily was the first to notice sirius pine over remus, and started off being protective but then ended up helping him get the two of them together.
they, or sirius mostly, gave their duo a name - James Potter’s First & Last Kiss, or J.P.F.L.K if you will
their favourite thing to do was jokingly, and lovingly, bully james
but he didn’t mind, because he was just so happy the love of his life and his best friend got along so well
this is stolen from jaz (jupitersmoony), but i imagine sirius was the first to find out she was pregnant
lily was the one who introduced sirius to eyeliner, piercings, all that muggle stuff
honestly, their friendship would feel quite a lot like patrick and sam’s in perks of being a wallflower
lily was the first person sirius came out to, even though she sort of already knew
she accepted him, of course. told him how proud she was of him and all that
they both cried during that
lily was the first wolfstar shipper.
like i said, she was reluctant towards sirius at first, but when they became friends there was nothing she wanted more than for them to end up together.
the time after the prank was the only occasion you’d ever see lily evans absolutely furious at sirius black. she slapped him as soon as she heard.
it set their friendship back a couple steps because of lily’s motherly-type love for remus, but once remus had forgiven him it only took her a couple weeks to move past it.
sirius would have the best time trying to guess lily’s middle name. she’d probably tell him what it was at some point, because it became annoying, but he pretended he hadn’t heard
when sirius got disowned, he considered going to the evans’ for a fleeting moment, but figured he and petunia would never get along, and lily was sort of mad at him.
however, he wrote her a letter as soon as he settled in at the potters’. they talked that whole summer (despite the fact that lily hadn’t forgiven him yet)
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engie-ivy · 3 years
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Remus Lupin is very young when he joins the Order of the Phoenix to fight in the war. Young, but not naive. He knows that war isn't an exciting adventure with heroic battles, but pain, loss and grief. He has known this ever since his boyfriend was killed by Death Eaters when he was just seventeen years old. It only makes him more determined to fight.
And maybe the things we lose really do have a way of coming back to us in the end.
Wolfstar angst, but with a sappy, happy ending!
Moody doesn’t look up from his paper, and answers in the most casual manner. “Do you remember Sirius Black?”
Do you remember Sirius Black. Remus has only ever talked about it with James, as James understood. Not the black hole that Remus’ future had become, but at least the loss, grief and guilt. Apart from that, and some worried enquiries from professor McGonagall from time to time, his friends have been extremely careful not to even mention his name around Remus. Remus had always thought that was rather exaggerated and unnecessary, but now, hearing his name so suddenly, so casually mentioned, he thinks they may have had a point after all. He feels like he’s been punched in the gut.
Always meant to come back
The young man, almost a boy really, barely twenty years old, blinks his eyes open. He squints against the bright light in the room, and tries to sit up, but winches in pain and falls back on the bed.
“Don’t strain yourself,” Alastor warns. “We’ve had a Healer patch you up as good as possible, but your body has taken quite a hit, with all those hexes and curses thrown at you.”
“What...” the young man begins to ask.
“You’ll be fine,” Alastor ensures him. “You’re just going to have to take a lot of rest, at least until your wounds have healed. Especially the cuts on your back, probably from a Lashing Hex, may be dangerous if they’ll start bleeding again.”
The young man looks at him for a moment, pale, weary-eyed, with a deep cut on his cheek. “You’re not a Death Eater,” he states.
Alastor laughs shortly. “No, rather the opposite I’d say.”
The young man just looks at him questioningly.
“I’m an Auror,” Alastor clarifies. “Head of the Auror’s office at the Ministry.”
“That can’t be.” The young man shakes his head. “That would mean...”
“You’re safe,” Alastor says.
The young man lets his head fall back on the pillow and closes his eyes, releasing a shaky breath.
After a short silence, Alastor finally asks the question that’s been at the forefront of his mind ever since finding the young man. “You’re Sirius Black, aren’t you?”
The young man opens his eyes again. “Yeah,” he replies.
“Everyone thinks you’ve been dead for at least two years.”
Alastor remembers the story. It was one of the first tragedies of the war. The disowned heir of the house of Black, only seventeen years old at the time, not even graduated from Hogwarts yet, murdered by a group of Death Eaters. The Black family was already high on the list of persons of interest, due to them advocating for blood supremacy and openly supporting He Who Must Not Be Named’s regime. Their eldest son, however, who had already been known as the first Black to not be sorted in Slytherin house, had fallen out with his family and hadn’t been living with them for over a year at the time of the murder. Or, well, alleged murder.
“Two years?” Sirius mumbles. “I don’t know whether it seems like yesterday that I was still living my old life, or whether being at school actually feels like a lifetime ago. Maybe both.”
“What I gathered from the story at the time,” Alastor continues. “Was that a group of students from Slytherin house had purposely leaked information to you that your younger brother was to be sworn in as a Death Eater, and without properly thinking it through, you left to try and stop him and get him away from that evil alignment.”
“I did,” Sirius simply replies.
“That was an idiotic plan,” Alastor says. “Going on your own to a place you knew would be infested with Death Eaters, to save someone you didn’t even know wanted to be saved.”
Sirius huffs a laugh. “You sound just like Moony when he was telling me not to go.”
Alastor doesn’t know what a Moony is, so he just continues. “You never came back. They caught you, or maybe it had all been a trap to begin with, as the Slytherins who spilled the information later all became Death Eaters, and maybe some of them had even already joined at the time. Either way, the word spread that you had been killed by the Death Eaters.”
Hogwarts had been in shock, Alastor remembers. Not only did the death of a schoolmate make the war suddenly seem so much more real, Sirius Black had been bright, promising, loved. It had been a blow to almost the entire school to lose him.
“That’s what happened. Well,” Sirius gestures vaguely at himself. “Except for the being killed part, obviously.”
“Why didn’t they kill you?”
“My irresistible charm?” Sirius attempts with a weak smile. “No,” he then sighs with a pained look in his eyes. “It was my little brother. He said he’d only join their cause if they agreed to let me live. Most of the Death Eaters just wanted to kill us both then, not deeming him very important anyway, but my parents didn’t have a second spare heir ready, so they couldn’t afford to lose another son. They convinced them to imprison me instead of kill me.” He lets out a bitter laugh. “That’s the only time the power and influence of ‘The Most Ancient and Noble House of Black’ did me any good. Although I have often wished they had just killed me. Some of them ignored me, others liked to taunt me, and a few immensely enjoyed hurting me.”
Alastor feels a rare surge of empathy. It was a cruel fate indeed, to be locked up for so long under those conditions, and he had only been seventeen, barely more than a child.
“So how did I end up here?” Sirius asks.
“We placed a Tracing Charm on Goyle, and noticed he was regularly visiting a manor in the countryside, on paper owned by the Rosier family. This made us believe it to be an enemy headquarters, so we planned a raid. We disconnected the house from the Floo Network and placed an anti-apparition charm over the whole premises, before we invaded the place. Unfortunately, the ones present were in possession of illegal Portkeys, I still have to ask Mundungus Fletcher how they could’ve gotten those, and managed to get away. Upon searching the house, though, we found you locked in one of the rooms, severely injured and barely conscious.”
“Of the people I knew, is anyone... Do you know if anyone has been...?”
“I wouldn’t think so,” Alastor answers. “To my knowledge, no one from your year at Hogwarts has been killed. I don’t think that there’s anyone you may have known among the victims.”
Sirius lets out a relieved breath. “I didn’t think there was either, as the Death Eaters would have jumped at the opportunity to rub it in my face had they hurt someone I knew, but still.”
“Of course, I don’t know about your brother,” Alastor adds. “As he’s not on our side.”
A flash of pain shows on Sirius’ face for a brief moment, but he quickly composes himself. “I’m sure Regulus is okay,” he mumbles. “If he’d been gone, I would’ve been dead.”
“The Ministry is doing a shite job fighting this war!” Sirius throws down the Daily Prophet on his bed. “Half of the people in this photo is either a traitor or under the Imperius Curse!”
Alastor glances down at the paper. On the front page is an article about Barty Crouch, head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, and his plan to fight violence with violence and legalise the Unforgivable Curses. The article is accompanied by several photos: Barty Crouch and his family, some other high-placed Ministry officials such as Augustus Rockwood and Walden McNair, and the heads of the influential Mulciber and Malfoy families, who are often thought to influence, or bribe, the Ministry.
Sirius is getting better, and he’s already proven his worth by passing all the valuable information he managed to pick up during his imprisonment on to Alastor.
“And the measures that they’ve been taking are hardly going to be sufficient to win this war,” Sirius adds.
“Well,” Alastor replies calmly. “Considering how corrupt the Ministry is, it’s a good thing they’re not taking more measures.”
“How can you care so little? You’re part of the Ministry, and forced to fight a losing battle.”
“That would be concerning indeed, if it was really the Ministry fighting this battle.”
Sirius raises an eyebrow, prompting Alastor to continue.
“There’s another group that forms the real opposition to He Who Must Not Be Named. A secret order of witches and wizards personally recruited by Dumbledore himself, fighting the Death Eaters behind the scenes.”
“I want to join,” Sirius immediately says.
“What you’ve been true is enough to traumatize someone for a lifetime,” Alastor says. “Are you sure you want to engage yourself even further with this war?”
“Bollocks,” Sirius replies. “I still have great magical skills and abilities, I was the best dueller at Hogwarts and I know better than anyone how these Death Eaters think and operate. You need me. You want me. You don’t give a crap about my emotional state, or you wouldn’t even have mentioned it.”
Alastor supresses a smile. Sirius is right. Alastor is eager to get him on board, but he felt like he had to at least symbolically offer him a way out, never expecting Sirius to actually take it. Truth is, his only goal is to win this war, by whatever means possible, and he doesn’t have it in him to care about an individual’s mental health.
“Very well then. Come to think of it, you might even see some familiar faces.”
“Lily, you look so...”
“Remus Lupin, if your next sentence contains the word ‘big’ or ‘huge’, then in Merlin’s name, I will hex you.”
“Eh... radiant?”
A very pregnant Lily rolls her eyes as she sits on the couch across from Remus. “I’m a bloody whale, I’m completely bloated and I feel like I’m just peeing all day.”
“Isn’t she just glowing?” James appears at Remus’ side, staring at Lily like she’s the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen, which she probably is.
Remus chuckles. “You’re a very lucky man, Prongs.”
James sits down next to his wife, and Peter sits down next to Remus, while they all wait for the Order meeting to begin. The Prewetts arrive shortly after, and Marlene and Dorcas rush over to Lily to ask her a thousand questions on how she’s feeling. James just stares with an adoring, fond look, while Lily describes in detail how all her bodily functions have changed now she’s so very pregnant.
“Ah, to be young and in love,” Peter says.
Remus tries not to show any change in expression, but he can’t help his smile slightly faltering.
Unfortunately, Peter notices. “I mean, of course you know... I didn’t mean to...”
“It’s fine,” Remus says curtly. “Don’t worry about it.” His time of being young and in love is over. Yet, he doesn’t resent James for his happiness, just because his was taken away from him. After all, he knows that for James as well, not a day goes by on which he doesn’t miss him.
Professor McGonagall walks over to Lily to ask her about her due date, and Lily happily informs her that the baby is expected to be born this summer.
“From this September on, you’ll have eleven more years to prepare for Gryffindor’s next trouble maker!” James says.
“James Potter,” Lily scolds. “We agreed to not pressure this child about which house he should sorted into. That already goes into effect before he’s born.”
“Honestly professor,” James whispers too loud to professor McGonagall. “I already love this kid so bloody much. I wouldn’t even mind if he’ll end up in Slytherin!”
McGonagall chuckles. “You know, James, you really don’t have to call me professor anymore.”
James looks absolutely horrified at the idea.
Remus is glad they still see professor McGonagall so often. He doesn’t think he would’ve been able to make it through his last year at Hogwarts without her.
He’s always happy to see her, even though each time it reminds him of that one conversation. At first, he had been angry at him that he had gone anyway, and angry at himself for not realizing that of course he’d go anyway. Then, there had only been the anxious waiting for him to come back, until McGonagall had called Remus, James and Peter into her office and with more distress than he had ever seen her in, told them that he was not going to come back.
James had immediately started crying. Heart-wrenching sobs that went through the bone for the loss of his closest companion, his best friend, his brother. Remus had felt... nothing. It was like he heard the words, understood what the words meant, but did not comprehend what the words implied.
He hadn’t just lost someone he could talk to, someone he could trust, someone he could hold on to. He had lost a small home somewhere on the countryside just outside of London, with large fireplace in the living room and a small shed outside for the motorcycle. He had lost a large garden with an aviary for the owls and enough space for the dogs to run around. He had lost taking time off from working as a teacher and a Healer to spend a few weeks by the coast each summer. He had lost summer evenings in the garden, inviting friends over for a barbecue, a small Quidditch field in the backyard, little children running around. He had lost a future he never thought he could actually have, but had set his heart on anyway.
It took a week. A week of feeling nothing. A week of seeing the worried stares and hearing the constant whispers from his schoolmates. A week before the pain and grief hit him at full force.
He’s pulled from his thoughts by Marlene’s voice. “Remember, when Moody gets here, don’t mention the Rosier manor-raid.”
Peter rolls his eyes. “Yes, McKinnon. I don’t have a death wish.”
Remus shakes his head. “I can’t even imagine how pissed he must be about it. All that planning, just for each and every Death Eater to get away.”
“He’s gonna be livid,” Marlene agrees. “This is not gonna be a happy meeting.”
“I was so disappointed when I heard it,” Lily sighs. “It felt like we finally had something on them, and now we have to start all over.”
Remus wonders what kind of missions they’re going to assign people to this time. Lily has scolded him before for always volunteering for the most dangerous ones, but to Remus it seems perfectly logical. If he goes, his friends don’t have to go, and he has the least to live for anyway. He said as much one time. James had cried and Lily had yelled at him, so he doesn’t say it anymore. At least not out loud.
It isn’t long before Moody enters the room, looking as battered and grizzled as ever, and commands the meeting to begin. Everyone immediately gathers around the table, as no one, except Dumbledore and McGonagall when it’s absolutely necessary, dares to oppose Alastor Moody.
“Right. We have much to discuss,” Moody says in his growling voice. “First point of order, I’ve gotten confirmation regarding our suspicions about Mulciber, and we should from now on assume that each person working in his vicinity is under the influence of the Imperius Curse and cannot be trusted. Moreover, I received intelligence that Augustus Rockwood, Walden McNair and Barty Crouch Jr. are traitors.”
Everyone sucks in a breath of surprise and disbelief.
“Mr. Crouch’s own son?” McGonagall asks. “An accusation like that can put us in a lot of trouble. Where did you get this kind of intelligence, Alastor?”
“I obtained it from the Rosier manor-raid,” Moody replies, and another wave of surprise goes around the table. No one had expected Moody to bring up the failed attempt himself.
Remus frowns. He has never underestimated the enemy and he knows the Death Eaters aren’t stupid enough to leave a list of names of everyone who’s secretly a traitor. And if they did, it can only be a trap, but Moody must know that better than anyone.
“How?” McGonagall asks, apparently on the same train of thought.
Moody doesn’t look up from his paper, and answers in the most casual manner. “Do you remember Sirius Black?”
Do you remember Sirius Black? Do you remember Sirius Black? Do you remember Sirius Black. Remus has only ever talked about it with James, as James understood. Not the black hole that Remus’ future had become, but at least the loss, grief and guilt. Apart from that, and some worried enquiries from professor McGonagall from time to time, his friends have been extremely careful not to even mention his name around Remus. Remus had always thought that was rather exaggerated and unnecessary, but now, hearing his name so suddenly, so casually mentioned, he thinks they may have had a point after all. He feels like he’s been punched in the gut.
James has gotten pale as a sheet and Lily has automatically grabbed his hand, while Peter is throwing worried glances in Remus’ direction. Professor McGonagall has her lips pressed tightly together, and is looking at Moody with a look that clearly says ‘you better have a very good reason for this’.
Moody, completely oblivious to the sudden tension in the room, just keeps talking. If his previous words had been shocking, it’s nothing compared to the effect his next words produce. “You must have heard of it, I believe some of you were at Hogwarts when the whole ordeal took place. As it turns out, he was actually held captive by the Death Eaters. We found him locked up in the Rosier manor in quite a state, but we managed to patch him up, and he was able to give us quite some valuable information.”
Remus hears the words, but can’t process their meaning. He just stares, waiting for Moody to say ‘just kidding’ or wake up from this dream. Nothing happens for a long moment, until Marlene breaks the silence. “But everyone gave the same account... They all said... How?”
Moody makes a dismissive gesture. “There was some family drama involved I believe. But he can tell you himself in due time. He has agreed to join the Order, actually.”
“You’re lying.” Moody finally looks up at hearing James’ angry tone. “I don’t believe you. You’re lying.”
“Calm down, Potter,” Moody replies. “We can talk about it after the meeting, if we must.”
Remus only realises he has stood up when he notices everyone looking at him. He gives Moody a steely look. “Let me see him.”
“Lupin, we’re in the middle of a meeting. We still have much to discuss.”
“I don’t give a fuck about your damned meeting!” Remus shouts. “Let. Me. See. Him.”
Moody regards him for a moment, and then nods.
Maybe Moody is tricking them as a test. Maybe Moody is delusional and there’s no one there. Maybe someone has tricked Moody and is leading them into a trap. Maybe Moody is under the influence of the Imperius Curse himself and is leading them into a trap. Remus goes over every option in is head as he, James and Lily use the Floo network to go Moody’s safe house. Every option except one. The one he doesn’t allow himself to even think of.
He realises that many option would put them in immediate danger, but he only cares for James and Lily’s sake. If this really is a cruel trick, it’d almost be a relief to be killed right after. Even without allowing himself to hope, he couldn’t handle the disappointment.
But they step into the room, and there he is.
In the living room, fast asleep on the couch, covered by a thin blanket. One hand dangling over the edge of the couch, the other on his stomach, his chest softly going up and down in time with his breathing.
He’s less muscular and a lot thinner than before. His face looks very pale in sharp contrast with his dark, now very long, hair, with a healing cut on his cheek and a receding bruise under his eye.
But it’s him, unmistakably him.
Odd enough, the first thought that occurs to Remus is that he has always wanted Sirius to grow his hair out and that he hopes he doesn’t cut it too soon. At this moment, he seems unable to form any other coherent thought.
Suddenly, he feels James’ hand on his shoulder, gently pushing him forward. “Go to him.”
Remus stumbles forward. He falls down on his knees next to the couch in front of Sirius’ face. He reaches out a trembling hand and touches Sirius’ cheek.
Sirius’ eyes, those eyes nothing can compare to, fly open. Startled, Sirius sits up with a bewildered look. He first sees James and Lily standing there, looking at him.
“Prongs? Evans?”
Then he turns his head towards Remus, and his eyes, filled with emotion, widen.
“Moony?” His voice slightly breaks.
“Hi,” Remus whispers.
Sirius reaches out and gently strokes his thumb over Remus’ cheek. Remus only now realises that there are tears streaming down his face. They stare at each other for a breathless moment. Then, at the same time, they move and wrap each other in an impossibly tight embrace, both whispering unnecessary apologies, as neither thinks there’s anything to forgive the other for.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry for being a stubborn arse, I’m sorry I didn’t listen. I’m so sorry. I’m sorry I didn’t even say goodbye. I’m sorry I didn’t come back. I meant to come back. I always meant to come back.”
“I’m sorry I wasn’t there, I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you. I’m sorry. I’m sorry I didn’t come and get you. I’m sorry I never came to bring you home. I gave up on you, and I’m so, so sorry.”
Eventually, James can’t hold back anymore and he flies forward to embrace is brother, and upon seeing him desperately crying, Sirius starts to cry as well.
When he’s more composed, James starts asking Sirius a hundred questions to check if it’s really him. Sirius effectively shuts him up by informing Lily that James stole one of her T-shirts in fifth year and slept with it in his bed for two years.
“I hate you so much, Padfoot! And I missed you more than you’ll ever know, and don’t you ever leave me again!”
This exchange is followed by Sirius going on for ten minutes: “Evans, you’re pregnant. You’re pregnant with a child. Prongs’ child. Evans, you’re pregnant with Prongs’ child. You’re having a baby. Prongs is having a baby. You and Prongs are having a baby. Together. You let Prongs get you pregnant.”
All the while, Remus is still sitting on the ground next to him, their hands firmly clasped together.
Eventually, they have to go back to the Order meeting, and of course want to inform the others. Peter will be ecstatic and professor McGonagall might cry. Lily kisses Sirius on his cheek and James hugs him again, after letting him promise five times that he’ll still be there tomorrow and he’s not going to disappear again.
“You know, Moony, if you want to go to the Order meeting, you’ll have to let go of my hand,” Sirius says with a small smile, without making any attempt of releasing his grip himself.
Remus smiles back. “No, I’m never letting you go again.”
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[lily and james in heaven watching the wolfstar remeeting]
james: HOLY SHIT LILS ITS HAPPENING. THEY FINALLY MET OMG
lily: james would you calm down- OMG THATS REMUS AND SIRIUS IN THE SAME ROOM TOGETHER. MY BABIES MET AGAIN AFTER 12 YEARS OMG
james: IKR OMG- wait moony stop pointing your wand at him tf
lily: what are they doing *grabs james arm in excitement* HOLY FUCK THEY'RE HUGGING
james: OH MY GOD
james: OH MY FUCKING GOD
james: I CANT BELIEVE THIS. MY OTP IS HAPPENING AGAIN.
james: DID YOU SEE THE WAY THEY WERE LOOKING AT EACHOTHER
james: THIS IS TRUE LOVE IMMA CRY
lily: you sloopy git *tears up too*
james yelling happily, doing his victory dance: ITS MOONY AND PADFOOT AGIAN. WOLFSTAR SUPREMACY
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I believe in Wolfstar supremacy
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soharadarrean · 5 years
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Patiently awaiting to be disowned
So... This is the first fanfic I post. It’s Wolfstar (obviously) and I’m overly confident (haha !). Cross posted on Ao3.
Father, Mother,
I’m so glad you finally decided to get rid of me. I can’t believe you sent me there, this school is actually pretty cool (for a school anyway) and, even if most of the students are really boring and pompous prudes, I did find myself some good mates.
Anyway, classes are still classes and this is still a school…
I chose to take art because I thought people there would be chill. A fool I was ! They are all a bunch of snobs who think they are the next Van Gogh or Picasso. At least I get to play around with paints… You should have seen Severus’ face when I dumped/threw a bunch of them on his face ! That was priceless ! “Severus” What kind of name is that anyway ? I hate him ! He is the greatest prat ever, spouting nonsense about racial supremacy and saying that homosexuals will burn in hell... I’m sure you would love him !
Unfortunately, I also have to bear Snivellius and his greasy hair in Chemistry, the most annoying part being that he is really good at it. I took this class because I thought it’d be fun messing around with dangerous substances and James took it too.
He is my roommate and is a great deal of fun. We’ve already managed to pull a bunch of pranks around the school. He is brilliant so you would absolutely hate him, which I must admit makes him even more likeable.
I took craftsmanship because I thought it could be useful in the making of our marauder’s greatest pranks and I was right !
We studied the mechanism of a lock first class ! It’s like they want us to break in the kitchens at night to replace all of the sugar with salt.
The faces at breakfast, when they took a sip of their tea was hilarious ! A delight I tell you !
The headmaster spat it all on Mss McGonagall who just stared at him with that stern face and disapproving look of her. She is really intimidating and it was fun seeing her glare aiming for someone else for once !
I also chose to take french as it would be a easy class thanks to all that private tuitions you forced me to attend to. Obviously I was right and the teacher, Mss Burbage is always fawning over me, the best student she’s ever had, which was really satisfying at first but is becoming annoying…
She always picks me as an example and wants me to tutor other students !
I’m also part of the drama class of course ! My natural talent needed to shine, and, indeed, it does.
I share this class with Lily who is James future wife (well, when she will agree, if she does someday, because for now she hates his guts !)
I also took music so I can learn how to make you insane with an electric guitar, playing at full volume my favourite Sex Pistols’ songs.
The last class I chose is Philosophy because the teacher, Mss Trelawney always looks high. James wanted me to take football instead but I couldn’t be bothered to wake up early every saturday and I don’t see the point in running after a ball, although he managed to convince Peter, my other roommate.
Which brings me to the reason Philosophy is my favourite subject : My third roommate, and last but not least, Remus, since I get to sit next to him in that class.
You’d totally despise him because he is not from the “upper class” but yet he is totally perfect. Just like Lily, he got in this school thanks to a scholarship and is prodigious/brilliant in each of the classes he takes. He always come with these witty remarks which actually make me want to pay attention and work in class. He also has this little welch accent that I find really endearing and these scars that make him look punk-rock even if he always wear jumpers. He managed to convince all of the teachers that he is one of the best behaved student when he actually helps James and me to pull some of our pranks and has the best ideas. We never get caught when he causes mischief with us !
Now i regret not taking classes like History or Math because I thought it would be boring… He did take them and I’m sure we would have had fun.
I think I might like “like” him, just like James likes Lily but he doesn’t hate my guts and we are pretty close, unlike James with his unrequited crush. I don’t tell you that just to piss you off (even if that’s a bonus) but because it is true and I really hope I have a chance.
Anyway, tell Regulus it’s always time to flee with me and please don’t change him into a big prat like Snivellius while I’m away.
I hope I will never come back home (James has already offered to take me in and his parents are really loving and accepting compared to other people I know).
Patiently awaiting to be disowned.
Your disgusting son,
Sirius.
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