#remus is shorter accept it

[luveline]

Sooo maybe you got this already but how about modern day remus hurt/comfort featuring the blue moon we just got?

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You can't lie on top of Remus like you want to, but you can curl up by his side. The saying once in a blue moon has lost all of its charm —your poor boyfriend gets to suffer twice in one month. Not cool.

"You," you say, as though this is your entire sentence, distracted by the need to kiss his stubbly cheek, "are so handsome." 

"Stop buttering me up." 

"But I like to," you whine, laughing as he turns his head up to encourage another kiss on top of the first. You kiss him pink, his pale cheeks finally flushing with a little colour after days a peaky grey. 

Remus curls onto his side to match you, two halves of the same heart, chocolatey brown eyes a little darker in the morning light. He winces as he does, some newly stitched cut or bandaged bruise giving him trouble. 

"'Nother cup of tea?" you ask. 

"I think I'm full of tea, my love." 

He's much nicer after a full moon than before it. He tells you of teenage years spent screaming at the people who loved him to leave him alone, to do something, to put him out of his misery. You're thankful that these days he just get moody, like a bad case of premenstrual agitation, and then afterwards he's very sorry. You don't want anymore apologies from him today and you think he might be finished offering them, content to lie in the warm mess of his bed with you as you rub his sallow skin. 

"Shall we have a snog?" you ask. 

"Don't," he says, "don't even joke about it." 

You laugh softly at his upset and poke his cheek. "How terrible it must be for you to ache too much for a kiss. What if I do all the work?" you ask. 

"Maybe one," he says, murmuring as you lean down, "or two." 

You kiss his chapped lips gently. The room silent but for the brush of your palm against his face, he pulls in a breath at your touch through his nose, his lips parting a millimetre, maybe less. You use your elbow for leverage, careful not to lean on his sore shoulder as you pull away, turn your head, and dive back in, your noses bumping. 

You forget yourself when he touches your back. A shorter, startled sound bubbles at the back of his throat and you immediately recede. 

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," you say, eyes wide and checking him over. 

"It's just my arm, sweetheart. My fault." 

You take his hand resting at your back and put it back where it was on the bed. "This is why we don't kiss after a full moon," you say, more to yourself than him. You feel like you've dangled a carrot on a stick in front of him. "I'll make you more tea." 

He catches your arm before you can climb off the bed. "I'm fine! Stop worrying. And I really couldn't manage another if I wanted to. But if you want to make yourself one, please, do, and write it down on the chart." 

"I'm not writing a cup of tea down on the chore chart," you say. "How is that fair?" 

"Why wouldn't it be fair? I've made you zero cups of tea these last few days and you've made me twenty. I think I'll be making you tea all month to make up for it." 

You smile at him fondly. "Can I trade some tea in for less turns doing the dishes?" 

"We're not currently accepting trades, at the moment." Remus expends energy he doesn't have kissing your elbow. "...But I can make an exception. For you." 

You lay back down to give him ease of access. "You can just kiss my arm again and we'll call it square." 

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[fangirltothefullest]

Okay but now what if how you designed Remus but in as many words as you want, because I'm loving these design breakdowns

HELL YEAH!

Remus to me is full of chaos but he is also the antithesis of Roman with similar qualities but a total lack of self consciousness or bashfulness. He is freedom and he gives no shits.

Inspiration 1: Mad Madam Mim

I start with a disney character full of chaos and I am inspired by mad Madam Mim because she is wild and chaotic and i absolutely love how fun she is as a villain and the most important thing for me is that Remus is fun. He's bonkers and has terrible ideas but he's also harmless in terms of reality. He's like an annoying little brother that wants to show you the Weird Gunk he found in the trash.

Inspiration 2: Snidley Whiplash (or Dick Dastardly)

Remus to me is a guy who knows a lot of things and he's actually really clever but he wants to BE a villain like Snidley Whiplash or Dick Dastardly, including the moustache. He wants to tie people to train tracks because it's fun. His personality is "I found the dynamite and the roller skates! :D"

Inspiration 3: Wile E Coyote and looney tunes as a concept

If Remus is anything it's a creature that can be stabbed in the eye and come back fine. It's a person who can make acme-like contraptions that do not work and that's ok. He is, if nothing else, Wile E Coyote and he is having the time of his life. He should therefore have hair that is a littler wild and crazy and untamable like Wile E's tail.

Inspiration 3: Royal villains

We will look at Galavant and also OUaT again!

There's nothing quite as detailed in costume as evil royal villains. They always seem to be the most extravagant or at least have all the buckles and things and Remus has an outfit just the same. Like Roman I want his royalty to show with his clothes but unlike Roman I want Remus to look way less put together. More a culmination of his clothes he chooses to wear but only because he HAS to wear something so he's going to show skin.

Particularly though the one I associate with Remus is Captain Hook from Once Upon a Time.

Inspiration 4: Captain Hook / Pirate aesthetics

Roguish, half-opened shirt, details, dressed fancy, swashbuckling. Remus would make a great pirate because he has the swagger and charm of a drunken man sailing a boat with a pet giant octopus he calls Lil Pussy.

Speaking of octopus...

Inspiration 5: Kraken and hentai

He has an octopus on his belt and he deserves tentacles for a pirate feel but also for fuckin. Cause he's a raunchy bastard. Anything taboo is something he wants to think about.

Inspiration 6: Punk aesthetic

What easier way top buck against the norms than to embrace punk vibes? Jewelry, upside-down crosses, I don't like going overboard with it but I like giving him some. Fingerless gloves, chokers with spikes, those kinds of things work well for his "I am everything your religious grandmother hates, embrace it". His outfits that aren't standard could look like he made them himself or found them in the garbage and went "awesome!"

Inspiration 7: Weapon Master

Remus likes to hit things with his mace and while Roman has his sword, I imagine Remus is an expert at weapons or at least likes to use them so even if I am going to dress him up nice I want a weapon nearby somewhere.

Things that are a must:

So many details, Remus will not leave your eyeballs alone. If you think Roman has details nope, Remus wants your eyes to bleed with them.

Remus should have longer hair than Roman, wilder bangs and wilder curls. Shorter hair is fine but a ponytail is even more fun. Like the tie holding it'll break at any moment.

Weapons galore, arm this baby at every opportunity. Likewise, scars are acceptable but it's ok if they disappear at random because chaos loves chaos.

If Remus has his main garb off he should be showing skin to the best of his abilities and his collar should drape down wider than normal because let that man be a slut.

Tentacles should be numerous when shown and they should have a mind of their own doing whatever they want.

If Roman wouldn't wear it, Remus would. If Roman wouldn't think it, Remus would, and if Roman would be disgusted, Remus would love it.

Remus should have annoying little brother vibes.

Any non-standard outfits should look like he cobbled them together with duct tape and chewing gum.

So I came to this:

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[lizard-on-a-window-pane]

can i request Remus and reader being good friends and seeing each other during the summer at a party, confess their feelings. if you could make it a bit angsty would be great

hope you like it!! thanks for requesting

pairing: Remus x reader

word count: 1.7k

tags: friends to lovers, fluff, angst? (I wanted to try a new angle for “angst” other than the usual jealousy or insecurity, hence the premise)

“I can’t go. I just can’t. Are you mad?? I can’t go anywhere looking like this! What the hell was I thinking? Why did you let me go through with this?” you rave at Lily from your spot in front of your shared bathroom mirror. “Y/N, Y/N, calm down, okay?” Lily grabs you by the shoulders and breathes exaggeratedly, so you can breathe with her. She gives you a funny look and says, “It’s not that bad.” She winces a little. 

“Not that bad? Bloody hell, Lils, you might as well just come right out and say it! I look like I’m cosplaying Ziggy Stardust!” She laughs heartily; you glare at her. “You don’t; you don’t,” she says hurriedly, holding her hands up in surrender. “Sorry,” she adds, a cheeky grin still plastered on her face.

You’d felt bold that morning — too bold — and decided to get a haircut before James’s big summer party tonight. You’d gone way shorter than you ever had before, and the result was… well, not your look. 

You cover your face with your hands and groan into them. 

“You’re going to have to go without me,” you tell her. 

“No way! We’ve been talking about this for weeks! And I haven’t seen James for weeks. I need you there. For emotional support and all that.” You give her a compassionate look through the mirror. “You’ll be great. You always are. And besides, he’s so in love with you, it doesn’t matter what you do, he’ll be thrilled to see you.” She can’t help but smile a bit, but she catches herself and puts on her angry face again. You laugh at that. “I can’t go like this. What if…” You stop yourself, shaking your head, running your hands through your awful haircut. Lily gives you a knowing look. “It doesn’t matter what you look like, he’ll be thrilled to see you,” she adjusts. You just glare at her. “Not funny.” “I’m not being funny! It’s true. When are you and Remus just going to tell each other how you feel? It’s so bloody obvious to everyone else.” “We’re just friends. Good friends,” you retort for the millionth time. “Yeah, and you always will be unless you finally do something about it, babe.” This hits you harder than you’d expect. 

It takes some — a lot — more convincing from Lily, but you finally decide to go to the party. It’s the middle of the bloody summer, so you can’t put on any of your beanies, and you don’t have much of a hat collection beyond that. Your only baseball cap somehow brings out a boyishness in a less rather than more flattering way, so you opt to accept your fate and sport your terrible haircut to the party. You dress up more than you usually do in a weak effort to divert attention away from your head. 

The party is in full force by the time you show up. Music is playing, drinks are following, and people seem to be having a brilliant time. Your hand keeps nervously going to your hair, and when you do this for the tenth time since you’d arrived, Lily impatiently grabs your hand and holds it while you walk through the crowded rooms. 

Feeling her squeeze your hand, you follow her gaze to where James is enthusiastically telling a story, a whole crowd of entertained guests hanging on his every word. Until he spots her. His smile is blinding, and he seemingly stops mid-sentence, patting a few people on the back as he makes his way over to you two. 

“Hi,” she says. “Hi yourself, gorgeous,” he responds. “You look beautiful,” he adds, sounding a bit embarrassed. Then, finally spotting you next to Lily, he says, “Hey Y/N!” in a cheerful tone, which turns awkward as he continues, “You also look… uhh…” His eyes go to your head. “Nice,” he finishes lamely, cringing at his faux pas. “For fuck’s sake, Potter,” you say, covering your head with both hands. “I know, okay? You could be a little more discreet about it.” He can’t help but laugh a bit.

“Sorry, Y/L/N.” He’s grinning. “But what happened to your head?” He’s slightly mocking, but you’re good enough friends with him and familiar enough with his sense of humour not to take it too badly. “A travesty,” you respond. He laughs even louder. “It’s not that bad,” Lily says for the second time that night. You and James both look at her, you glaring, James grinning. 

“Thanks, babe,” you say eventually, giving her a quick peck on the cheek as you go to give them some privacy. “Have fun you two. I’ll be around,” you add, giving her a comforting look.  

You work your way around the party, smiling at a few people you know, heading toward a calmer spot. 

“Wow. That’s a look,” you hear from behind you. A familiar teasing voice approaching you. 

Wincing slightly, you turn and say, “Hii, Sirius.” “Hello,” he says in a funny voice. “You’re looking… dazzling.” “Thanks,” you shoot sarcastically.

“Did you at least get a fun story out of whatever happened… here?” he asks, gesturing at your head. 

“Hm, let’s see. Does feeling bold and accidentally picking the worst stylist in the city sound like a fun story?” “No, not really,” he laughs. 

“Too bad then I guess,” you shrug. 

“Nothing wrong with trying something new,” you hear from behind you. You heart skips multiple beats. You turn to find Remus looking you over, a kind smile on his gorgeous face. You give him an awkward smile. You’re equal parts thrilled to see him and mortified to be seen by him. 

“Hey.” You’d missed his warm voice. “Hi,” you respond, an uncharacteristic shyness seeping into your voice. “And that’s my cue,” Sirius snarks with a smile as he makes his way into the next room.  Remus rolls his eyes at him but then brings them right back to you. 

“How’s your summer been?” he asks you, walking to a slightly quieter corner with you and leaning against the wall with more allure than he probably ever realizes. 

“Pretty good,” you start. “Well, until today,” you chuckle nervously. He furrows his eyebrows at you in confusion. You point at your hair then run your hand through it. His eyes linger on your hair, and you take the opportunity to really look at his face for the first time in weeks. You sound dramatic even to yourself, but you think the distance of mere weeks has made how attractive he is all the more noticeable tonight. He grins, and you wish you could read his thoughts. 

“What inspired it?” he asks in a friendly tone. 

Hoping to get your attention tonight, you think. “Just wanted to try something new,” you tell him. 

He nods at you and gives a little shrug as he says, “I like it.” 

“You don’t have to say that,” you say, your eyes gluing themselves to the floor, your cheeks warming up. You owned a mirror; he had to be lying.

“I do,” he says a bit more emphatically. 

“Remus,” you whine. “I know it’s awful,” you cringe with a self-deprecating giggle. He doesn’t laugh but stares at you with a seriousness that makes you squirm slightly. 

“Well, I like it,” he repeats again. Then, with a cheeky smile, he adds, “A lot.”

You roll your eyes at him and joke, “I’m sure you’d say that even if I shaved my head.”

“I would,” he replies without missing a beat. “Remus —,” you start, but he cuts you off.

“No, I would. Really.” He’s smiling. “Wanna know why?” You squint at him; his smile broadens. “For the same reason I like this bad haircut so much.” You point at him accusatorially and open your mouth to say something along the lines of “so you admit it’s horrible,” but he doesn’t let you. Laughing loudly, he grabs hold of the hand you’ve brought up to point at him, and he’s holding on to it as he says, “I like it…” His voice is lower, and he takes a step toward you and brings your hand to his chest and holds it there, his thumb stroking the back of your hand. “…because it shows off so much of what I like about you.”

Your heart is beating loudly in your ears at his proximity, but you muster some sass as you respond, “And what’s that? My neck? My ears?” You bring your other hand to your now bare neck, your hair too short to cover it. His laugh is warm and full as he shakes his head and looks into your eyes. “No, smart-arse. Though you do have a nice neck,” he jokes, bringing his other hand to it and using his thumb to caress it. You worry he’ll feel the concerning pounding of your pulse point. “I like how fearless you are.” His smile is adoring. “You wanted to try something, and you just went for it… That’s so hot.” Your face is probably on fire. “You’re always so…” It’s like he’s looking for the word somewhere on your face; he’s scanning your features with an intimate intensity. “…yourself.”

“And who else should I be?” you chuckle nervously. “Nobody. Please,” he pleads. He brings his hand on your neck up to cup your face, stroking your cheek. “You’re pretty perfect like this.” For the first time, he looks nervous, and he looks away from you with a shy smile. When he looks back he whispers, “I’ve missed you.” He steps even closer to you. “The last few weeks… I… I realized how much I missed you, and how much… how much I was missing out on by not being honest with you when we are together.” You swallow thickly. 

“We’re together now…” you whisper back, and he smiles so widely it crinkles his cheeks.

“We are…” His forehead rests on yours. “If you can take a risk,” he teases, running his hand through your hair, “maybe I can too…” His voice is syrupy as he brings his face to yours. You can taste the sweetness of it when your lips meet his. 

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[morganalatina21]

Manipulating Death: Chapter Three

(Not my gif)

Series Summary: When Harry discovers he has a twin sister that was hiding for years, he wants to know all about her, specially about her ability to bring people back to life.

Warnings: major trigger warning for James and Lily death (I cried while writing, that's why its shorter), angst, tiny fluffy and my trash writing

a/n: This chapter is shorter than the previous ones bc tumblr deleted it for some reason and I had to rewrite it and I just got off an exam so please be patient with me :))

(Also, english isn’t my first language so I’m sorry in advance lol)

Chapter One Chapter Two

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"You three aren't even trying to be discreet." The girl mocked, rising from the basement, looking at the wizards.

Harry was sitting on the kitchen, blowing on an empty cup without even noticing.

Sirius had grabbed one book from the couch but was holding it upside down, moving his hand along his beard, pretending to be interested.

Remus was the only one unconspicuous, sitting down and eating the last piece of pie left, however his abnormally straight back gave him away.

The older Black pretended to be surprised by the two of them appearing, throwing his hands up. "Oh hey! Look Moony if it isn't the undead pair."

"Hi Sirius." Y/n said, a small smile appearing on her lips. "It's nice to finally meet you."

Sirius' smile became sad, tears glowing in his eyes, threatening to fall down his cheek. It came down on him, Y/n was alive this whole time.

One of the things he most blamed himself for years on end, edging him to fall into complete madness. Thinking that not only he was responsible for his best friend's death, but his niece too.

An innocent baby, with so much to experience, and she had completely been erased from existence.

And to think she was most attached to James hurted him even more.

But then, there she was. Breathing, alive, still standing after all those years.

And standing next to her, was his brother. The one that died without a second chance, thinking Sirius hated him.

It was almost everything he ever asked for, but it's better than it was before.

"I guess I should be thanking you for saving my life." He stated, approaching her and opening his arms, to which she happily accepted and hugged him back. "And thank you for saving my brother." He whispered on her ear, making her hum.

They let go and Sirius looked at the man standing by her.

The Black Brothers were never found of physical affection, for years the only touch they had were one another's.

"Reggie?" Y/n called, and Sirius thought he'd hex the girl, never really liking nicknames, but the man only looked at her. "Come on." She spoked gently, taking a step back.

The younger Black breathed in deeply, before closing his eyes and pulling his brother into a tight hug.

All air was pushed out Sirius' lungs, eyes open wide and looking at the girl in shock.

He held strongly to his younger brother, closing his eyes too and smiling.

He was back.

Alive.

Breathing.

And willing to be his brother once again.

"Come here you two." Y/n whispered, holding her arms out to the wizards.

Harry hurried to her, burying his face on her neck and pulling her closer. Remus hugged her other side, one hand on the girl's head, lightly petting her, and the other one in the boy's shoulder.

She could her how Harry would sniff quietly and his breath was shaking, while Lupin sighed deeply, as if one massive weight had been lifted from his shoulders.

"It's so nice!" She mumbled, lying her head against her brother's and smiling at her godfather. "I always wanted to meet you."

"And I know you guys have a lot of questions." She stated, seeing Regulus and Sirius loose their hug and look at each other awkwardly. "So why don't we go into the living room?"

Remus led the way, Harry and Y/n right behind him in a side hug because they didn't wanted to let go of each other. And the Black Brothers last, exchanging gazes like they used to do on family meetings.

The werewolf sat on a chair, the Potters sitting on the opposite side, in a tizzy couch, leaving a two-seats couch for the Blacks.

Harry kept his hands to himself, however left his knee touch his sister's, wanting some contact, desesperatly trying to make sure she was real.

"I think I'll start." Lupin coughed, looking at Y/n. "How are you alive?"

Sirius perked up at that, being way too obvious when leaning in.

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It was October 31st. Halloween.

Despite keeping a low profile and keep hiding, the Potters where trying to make the best out the holiday.

Harry was in a pumpkin costume Remus gotten for him the second year in a row, it was beginning to look a little tight and Lily wanted to see him one last time in that bright orange outfit.

Y/n was wearing a princess dress, red and gold like gryffindor's colors and a silver tiara on her head.

"Can you believe it's been a year?"

"I know. It feels like yesterday when they were coming out of me." Lily smiled, picking the boy up, his eyes glossy and eyelids becoming heavier and heavier.

"Can you imagine when they start talking?" James asked, a huge smile looking at his daughter. "Like, actually talking instead of just 'mama'."

"Y/n already is, remember? She said 'moon' when she saw Remus."

"Please don't remind me of that." He answered. "That kind of betrayal I can't forgive."

"I can't imagine you not forgiving someone."

James thought about it. Of course he could forgive his own daughter, but he wondered if there was something he would never forgive, but all possibilities were so unreal he didn't even bothered.

"If one of them don't start saying 'daddy' soon, you'll see." He joked, seeing Lily disappear on the stairs to put Harry to bed.

Y/n always stood up a little later than her brother, watching James make colors and feathers appear with his wand.

Everybody knew she favored her father over Lily, but Harry never fell asleep on James' arms, so it was quite balanced.

"Y'know, it's not hard to say it." He started, sitting on the floor with her. "Come on, do it. 'Da-da'." He tried, but the girl was busy trying to chew her tiara. "No, that's not for eating. Come on, 'da-ddy'. Still no? What about 'pa-pa', huh? Oh please, even one syllable I'll accept. Anything!"

"Bodah!" She giggled, bouncing her little feet.

"Oh come on!" He groaned, smile big on his face. "I'm glad you love your brother, but you love daddy too, no?"

"Just leave her, James." Lily's voice came from upstairs, her tone breaking for bouncing Harry to sleep. "She'll say it when she's ready."

Easy for you to say it, he thought. Lily too was upset when her daughter's first word was her godfather's nickname, but only a few days later she started mumbling "mama".

"Okay then. Come on, it's time to sleep. We need to get that dress off you." He picked her up, leaving the wand on the floor, next to the couch.

He was only mid-way when something felt different, a chill running down his spine and his stomach turned.

The secret.

No time for running upstairs, he shoved a door of a cupboard under the stairs.

"Stay here. Daddy will be right back." He assured, lying his daughter on a picnic basket.

James started tapping himself, looking for his wand. Why, why? Why was this happening?

"Lily, he's here!" He shouted, closing the door behind and rushing to the living room.

If he could at least slow him, Lily could run away with Harry and come back for Y/n later. The prophecy was about a boy, so Voldemort wouldn't waste his time looking for a girl.

His heart was racing and he felt dizzy. He knew.

He knew he'd die, getting to his wand or not.

In his mind, he only prayed. That his kids and his wife could live.

James wasn't a religious man, but God did he prayed.

When he got to the living room, his heart sank.

Voldemort's sly figure was standing, a dark cape covering almost all of his appearance, wand visible. However, what broke his heart was the one standing on his shadow.

The one that used to be on his shadow at Hogwarts, one of his best friends. Peter Pettigrew.

"Wormtail..."

That's when he knew. The betrayal he'd never forgive or forget.

James didn't even had time to look at his wand when the cold voice set the curse, and everything went black.

Upstairs, Lily started crying by hearing her husband's body hit the floor. Voldemort followed that sound, leaving the two marauders behind.

Peter looked hesitantly at James' body, not sure if he'd stand up despite the green lightning that hit him right on the chest.

They used to be best buddies, and now not a single tear left his eyes, staring at his corpse, laying there side by side with his daughter's tiara.

The curse was pronounced two more times, and Peter waited for his master to come downstairs and lead the way to the meeting. However, what he heard was someone on the garden.

It was Snape, but he didn't knew that and chose to runaway from the back, passing the door to the cupboard where Y/n was.

"Dada?" She finally said, but James wasn't there to hear.

In total, three people entered the house after the Dark Lord: Snape, Hagrid and Sirius. However, not even one could find her, well hid on the bottom of a closet.

It was only until many hours later, when Harry had just been left at the Privet Drive's house, someone found her.

It was Aberforth, Albus Dumbledore's brother. The headmaster of Hogwarts sent him to take care of Lily's and James' bodies so they'd have a proper funeral.

He had just started to go upstairs when he heard the crying, very low, very muffled, that couldn't have been heard if you even whispered.

Took him quite some time to find the girl, the steps on the stairs must've waked her up.

"Daddy." She said again when the door to the closet opened.

His head was spinning. The news of Harry Potter's survival was already running the world, together with the information his sister didn't had the same luck.

Taking the entire basket, he left the house, not caring too much for the bodies. Hell, Y/n was alive!

This would change everything. "The boy who lived" would turn into "The twins who lived".

If, of course, he didn't decided to keep it a secret.

Albus had ordered him to go to the house when everything was happening, he knew James and Lily would die. He wanted that to happen.

The same way he knew the traitor was Peter Pettigrew and Sirius was about to be send to Azkaban.

His brother never cared for anyone's life, so Aberforth couldn't risk. He wouldn't tell a soul.

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[foulhounddeputytrash]

SIRIUS AND REGULUS BLACK HEADCANONS

•The main difference between the brothers facial wise other than the hair length is that Sirius is the innocent looking brother, doe shaped grey eyes and brink pink colored lips. While Regulus is the lustrous looking one with the siren shaped eyes and brownish pink lips.

• They both have the same Grey eyes (the whole Black family does, the ones who don't are not a Black), cheek bone, pouty lips, thick raven hair and eyelashes.

•Sirius was the 'Perfect Heir' before getting sorted into Gryffindor. His a natural in etiquette and is sociable (knows how to read the room) to everyone. They know he doesn't like the Muggleborn prejudice like Andy but the Black family never mentioned Muggles or Muggleborns often.

• Regulus was the judgemental sassy brat growing up. Though he is quiet during galas and knows not to get into much trouble. Loves traumatizing his cousins and other kids.

•As much as Sirius being oblivious to his admirers or people flirting with him he had been crushing on Remus since 13 (their 2nd year), and accepted he loves him during their 5th year.

Also his actually good at hiding his crush on Remus until 7th year that Peter is the only one who knows (3rd year). He did tell Regulus about it since 2nd year.

(I love the idea that Sirius fell first but Remus fell harder)

•Sirius knows Regulus has a crush on James the moment he started acting polite and stuttering to James in the train when all he did was jealously talk shit about his new friends. Regulus knows that Sirius knows and had a silent agreement to not talk about it. Sirius realized James started to have a crush on Regulus (and the whole bloody Hogwarts) when he openly cheered for Regulus when he caught the snitch (Ravenclaw vs Slytherin) during their 4th year (though he was the last to know in their cycle of friends).

•Sirius would always close Regulus ears or make themselves busy when their parents are fighting. When Orion died when they were 8-7 (not canon) during an 'Unspeakable' mission, Walburga lost it so Sirius had to take the paternal role to Regulus. Regulus knew Sirius was breaking under the pressure so he asked Uncle Alphard and their cousins for help.

Uncle Alphard took all the kids to Versailles to have a break (and mentally help them as much as possible).

•They both don't like being yelled at or hearing people loudly argue since it reminds them of their parents

•Walburga made sure to tell them she never intended to have them if it wasn't for grandfather who forced Orion and Walburga to have the kids after Orion died. Orion did love them when they were born but they don't remember much about it.

•12 Grimmauld place is the same size as their muggle counterparts which are London Flats. (They're actually not that big compared to their manor in Versailles and Greece (nor Cygnus and Druella's manor)). It was homey growing up but now it gives them claustrophobia.

•Sirius and Regulus love using their pretty privilege but are confused when people confess to them.

•The Black family has a tradition that they will have an Unbreakable curse to Heir's (male and female so Sirius and Bella) to not have sex until 18 because of superstition that it might be a squib if you were not a virgin. So Sirius is a virgin (I think I'm going to make a fic about this), too afraid to kiss someone because he might actually DIE. He jokes about it but his friends think his ancestors should've gone to Azkaban for that.

Did not go well since Alphard and Bellatrix became Asexual (Bella's both Asexual and Aromantic) (I wonder why).

•Regulus on the other hand had a ton of experience. He gave Sirius tips on how to kiss someone and sex toys (it started as a joke).

•Now let's talk about height. The Black family growth spurt stops at 18 which it never was a problem since their family isn't short. But Sirius and Regulus had their grandmother's height. So Sirius is 5'8"/ 172 cm and became an inch or 2 cm shorter post-Azkaban. Regulus is 5'10" / 178cm and loved teasing his older brother about it.

•When Sirius was being forced to choose between Family dignity or his beliefs Regulus was packing Sirius things and left the 'ugly' clothes and made Kreacher give them to the Potters to know what's going on. Sirius was planning to stay at Andy's but Reg knows Walburga will go there (a reason to not only attack her son but her blood traitor niece).

Regulus stayed since a part of him truly believed in the Dark Lord's cause until he learned about the Horcruxes.

#sirius black #regulus black #wolfstar #jegulus #noble and most ancient house of black #black brothers #headcanon #regulus is a little shit #Uncle Alphard is the best #dead Orion Black #walburga's a+ parenting #sirius is a virgin #Walburga have no favorite #never want to have kids #Sirius and Regulus help each other #at least as much as they could

[maybebabyplease]

one-shot fic recs

ok so i’ve been thinking a lot lately about how much i LOVE a one-shot. this def did not used to be the case -- as a teenager and as a younger adult (28 is still young obv but i’m talking like my early 20s) i read a lot more long fics. but now i have a high-pressure job and a partner and too many friends and my own writing and all these, like, responsibilities. ew! with less time to read fic, i find myself gravitating towards shorter works.

in comes the one-shot! writing short can be so, so hard, and i’m always impressed when authors can give a fantastic, complete story in under 15k words. so, on that note, here are a few of my favs that i love to revisit! 

Terms and Conditions by @squidgilator (wolfstar, T, 6852 words)

These terms and conditions create a contract between you and R.J.L. (the “Agreement”). Please read the Agreement carefully. To confirm your understanding and acceptance of the Agreement, check “Agree” and sign.

The Other Side of the Wall (or Laundry Day is Every Day) by bluberd (wolfstar, E, 10176 words)

Sirius has never been the most moral of people, but he's pretty sure that wanking off to the sounds of Remus having sex is crossing some sort of line.

Credit No Credit by @halictus-writer (wolfstar, E, 13968 words)

Remus and Sirius are both applying to graduate school. Whenever they cross paths at program visits, they inevitably hook up. This situation would make more sense to their friends if they weren't supposed to be enemies.

A wolfstar university-set enemies with benefits to lovers AU.

moonlight sonata by @pancakehouse (wolfstar, M, 13799 words)

On the drive to Lupin Family Christmas, Sirius and Remus break up. What follows is several days of heartbreak, longing, and two boys trying to figure out where it all went wrong.

And if it's worth making right again.

Under Arrest by @lostmykeysie (wolfstar, M, 4163 words)

Remus has just had his first book published, and this rightly calls for a party. His friends and coworkers are there, the champagne is flowing, and life cannot get any better.

And then the doorbell rings.

ok so these all turned out to be wolfstar bc i...absolutely do not make rec lists and thus 0% planned this, but i’d love to see what other short fics everyone’s reading in other pairings too! anything under 15k will do :) feel free to link me in the replies etc. xoxoxo love you all!

**EDIT**: i am removing one of the fics i originally had on this list bc someone has called to my attention that the author jellybeany has said some genuinely awful and disturbing things. no support of that (or ANY of jkr’s views) on my page! 

#wolfstar #wolfstar fic rec #remus lupin #sirius black #i thought about being more intentional with this list #and then i thought: #eh better not #so if i've missed any good ones do let me know! #esp my little pocket friends on here #self rec to me! i love you all! #em recs #but i probably won't do it again

[anxiousfanchild]

Kinktober request: Orgasm denial with Remus and Sirius (either an x reader or them doing it to each other)

Seeing Stars

Word Count: 1282

Content Warnings: NSFW, MINORS DNI. Orgasm denial, begging, daddy/master used as nicknames, Dom!Remus, Sub!Sirius.

Requests are open and encouraged!

Donations towards my wedding are accepted: Ko-fi

A/N: Remus x Sirius; a little rushed at the end because ive been working on this for three days.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ────── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Sirius looked absolutely delicious as Remus sat next to him. Sweat dripped down the bridge of his nose, either from the amount of “almost orgasms” he’s had, or from the fact they were sitting right in front of the common room fire. The shadows that graced the wall showed every lewd movement the two boys would share, every sneaky peck Remus would press to Sirius’ neck, every pump of his fist on Sirius’ cock. Sirius’ hands were bound behind his back, pants forgotten somewhere in the room, breath tumbling out of his mouth in pants and whimpers. His muscles tensed and quivered, hips bucking up in a futile attempt to get some sort of friction. 

The movement simply caused Remus to suck his teeth and pull his hand away from his boyfriend's throbbing cock, turning the page of his book, before going back to Sirius. They've been going at it for hours at this point, the time being almost 3am. Remus glances away from his book for a moment, looking at the Black. 

“You know..” Lupin starts, eyes going back to his book, slowly trying to read it without magic. “If you simply dropped your pants when I asked you to, we wouldn’t be having this situation.” 

Sirius, poor Sirius, simply whimpered and bucked his hips again. His eyes squeezed closed, to hide the haziness from his lover, in a futile attempt to hide how much of an effect Remus’ hand had on him. Only his hand and his lips have touched him up to this point, and that was quite pathetic in Sirius’ mind. That this scrawny little werewolf, a good half foot shorter than himself, had this damning trance on him.  

“Moony.. Moony please, it was an accident.” Sirius tried to defend, thighs shaking in need. “I was just tryin’ to play a bit, y’know. Make it m-more- fuck-”

The poor man was so close, cock twitching as Remus pulled away again. His eyes were blurry with tears, body still aching for sweet release. 

“An accident?” Remus gives a dry chuckle, turning the page to his book once again. “An accident happens once. You, my love, are just a brat.” 

Remus’ amber eyes turn to meet Sirius’ icey once, teasing meeting pleading. Remus’ would never admit it, never admit the way Sirius’ makes him feel. His primal urges were starting to get the best of him, hands shaking as he calmly set his book down, once again turning his full attention to his lover. 

“Please.” He tries again, giving his boyfriend the best puppy eyes he could possibly muster. Remus, the ever gracious wolf, scoffed and stood up. The boys locked eyes for a moment, before Remus tugs his sweater off and tosses it to the couch, where he was previously sitting. The common room was warm, but the air hitting Remus’ now bare arms left him with a brief shiver. His plain white undershirt hung loosely on his frame, hiding his outlines and scars. 

Sirius was growing confused, head tilted to the side like a lost puppy. Before he could open his mouth to question Remus, before his pants were added to the now growing pile of clothes on the couch. Off next came the underwear, a smirk plastered to Remus’ lips. 

As the underwear makes a dull thud on the couch, Remus finally speaks again. 

“Do you really think simple pleads will save you now?” He questions, reaching forward to grip a fistful of Sirius’ hair, gently tugging him off the couch and onto the floor in front of him. There was a tense moment where they stared at each other- Sirius’ head tilted back to look at Remus completely. He stares for a moment, before looking down at Remus’ cock, which twitched slightly. 

Sirius swallows- either to get rid of his saliva or his pride, who knows- before opening his mouth to speak. 

“I don’t think pleas would work, but Moons, it was an accident. Please, I’ll do anything at this point.” Sirius’ voice strains as he gives the best puppy eyes he could conjure. Remus smirks, gripping Sirius’ jaw tightly and leaning down to his face, practically nose to nose. Sirius whines, trying to close the gap, to kiss Remus, before Remus chuckles cooly.

“Anything, my love?”

“Anything, please.” 

“Very well.” Remus didn’t give Sirius enough time to think, gripping his hair once again and pulling him to his feet before turning him around. 

With very little resistance, Remus bends Sirius over the couch, ass up to Remus’ pleasure. A hum leaves the werewolf’s lips, and he takes in the sight before him. Sirius didn’t have much of an ass, maybe a little plump, but still an ass. His scarred hands make their way to the flesh of Sirius’ ass, squeezing and kneading it between his palms. In a quick motion, Remus’ had dropped to his knees, spreading the others ass to get a good look. 

Secretly, Remus loved this. He loved dominating his lover in the common room, where anyone could walk in on them. The thrill was delicious, especially since Remus was always regarded as a Good Boy, as someone that would never dare break a rule. However, poor Minnie would have a heart attack if she knew how many rules Remus broke for lust, how many classrooms were now tainted by the werewolf’s heat. How many desks he had to get back together. The poor couch they were on currently had to be fixed by house elves no less than three times already. 

Could you blame him, though? Just one look at Sirius’ quivering body was enough to get Remus to forgive himself for the damage and rule breaking as he slid his tongue along Sirius’ opening. The simple movement caused a small yelp to come from the other, Sirius’ hands gripping the couch so hard, there were bound to be rips in it by morning. 

“Moony, I swear..” Sirius starts before cutting himself off again with another needy moan. Remus had reached around his waist and was now fisting his cock slowly, painfully slowly, as his tongue made another pass over his ass. Any protests from the dog were now silent, only pants and whines coming from his throat as he bucked into Remus’ fists. Much to Sirius’ surprise, Remus made no move to correct him or to stop. Finally, maybe he’ll get the release he needed, to cum all over his boyfriend's hand, the couch, himself. A small price to pay for release, truly. 

Another few bucks and Sirius was right on the edge again, biting his lip so hard, a droplet of blood was now gracing his front teeth. 

“Moony- Sir, Daddy,” he starts, not knowing what would tip Remus over the edge, to allow him to release. “Please, I’m right there.. Please..” 

“Then fucking cum, mutt. Don’t just blubber about it.” Remus mutters against Sirius, finally allowing himself to slip his tongue in and taste him fully, groaning and the musk and taste. 

Sirius’ dick twitches harshly and with another buck, sticky semen was now spurting from his aching cock, twitching wildly and getting cum everywhere. Remus pumps him a few more times before pulling back and wiping how mouth. 

“Now, you have to clean all this up,” Remus starts, gripping Sirius’ hips and pulling him down to sit on his lap, his own cock now pressed flush against Sirius’ ass. “And if you dare think of using your wand, you won’t ever cum again.” 

Sirius swallows and looks up at the clock on the wall. It was only 4:30am on a Saturday, no one would dare be away before 9am. Sirius’ night was just beginning, it appears.

#marauders smut #marauders #hp marauders #marauders fic #marauders era #the maraunders map #sirius black imagine #remus x sirius #sirius orion black #sirius black #james & peter & remus & sirius #remus lupin #the marauders #peter pettigrew #wolfstar #james potter

[bloodshotstar]

Loves last breath

Part 1 > Part 2 (not yet out)

—————— Wolfstar angst ——————

Will my heart ever recover, from the ache that was your love. No longer is it my scars, nor the snapping of bones, the mark you left on my heart will ache until the end of my time.

Summary: Post-prank wolfstar angst, remus refuses to accept any form of apology, i am not making sirius the victim, wtf he was not the victim

Warnings: Very little comfort angst, mention of blood, description of scars, Remus is lying about being okay again - what a shock to us all

—————————————————————

His body ached, every scar felt as though it were as deep as the specific ocean, and every drop of blood felt like acid burning through his skin, the weight on his brain, and the ache in his muscles. Remus felt as though a single movement would truly finish him, despite being a monster, or what Sirius would call beautiful, only hours before. But where is Sirius? Or james? Peter even? He’s alone, laying in the dark hospital wing with only two other students, one with a broken arm and one who was downright dramatic.

 

He stayed laying down, trying not to move, keeping his breath slow, as though one too many breaths would cause him to slowly crumble. The large door eventually opened with a loud creak and a slither of light coming into the room, earning a hiss from the boy across from Remus’ bed. Through the crack in the door slipped two boys, one slightly taller than the other, with a mop of curls on his head and stupid round glasses. Prongs was here. Next to him stood a slightly shorter figure with much tamer hair that lay on his forehead. Wormtail was with him. The door shut behind the two boys with an accidental slam, evident in the sound of surprise that let wormy mouths, and the quick scan of the room prongs did, ensuring the slam woke up no students. The two quickly walked towards Remus’ bed, avoiding the cracked stones as they walked almost silently, only making a noise once they sat next to Remus’ bed.

 

“You alright, moons? looks like it was rough." James whispers as quietly as possible, referring to the deep scars that covered Remus’ body, specifically a deep one across his face. The blood around the scar had mostly crusted, leaving the scar slightly harder than the drops that remained on his nose.

 

“M’ alright, mate." Remus mumbles practically under his breath; it was a miracle the other two boys were even able to hear his words. Of course it was a lie. This is Remus Lupin. We’re talking about Remus Lupin. “I have crippling depression, but I’m fine." Lupin. He was the furthest thing from alright; this was one of the worst full moons in weeks. He felt as though his body had been put through torture over and over. Peter and James watched; they didn’t say anything after his mumble, instead looking at Remus with pity—a look of pity that Remus wished wasn’t there.

 

“Where’s pads then?” Remus mumbled once again before laying back down. The strain of leaning up hadn’t done wonders for his body. Although he wouldn’t tell James and Peter, Sirius is who he wanted and who he needed. Yet he was nowhere to be seen; all there was to see was Remus’ messed-up body and the look of pity as Peter began to speak.

 

“Oh, Pads is still asleep." Peter had a good poker face; god, the boy could fool anyone. anyone other than Remus. Peter was lying.

#harry potter #marauders #remus lupin #sirius black #harry potter marauders #marauders era #james potter #peter pettigrew #angst #full moon #werewolf #wolfstar #the prank

[vintagesweatersnchocolate]

these bitches, specifically human marshall lee and human gary prince, are so wolfstar coded and i will die on this hill

in this essay i will

CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR FIONA & CAKE EPS 1-8

okay first let’s talk about human marshall lee.

what do we know about him from eps 1-8 Adventure Time: Fiona & Cake?

black leather jacket

mommy issues™️

from rich family that he doesn’t agree with

doesn’t want to be his family’s heir

mother only accepts him if he fits into a certain mold

plays guitar (popular sirius hc)

“bad boy” who secretly grew up rich

cares very deeply about the people he loves (which are not his biological family)

punk rock fashion and attitude

talkative and fairly outgoing

shorter than gary

obviously, most of what we know about younger sirius is based off of headcanons but marshall seems like such a sirius variant.

now onto to gary prince-

sweaters, jackets and scarves dressed very cozily

old man energy

very dedicated to his work (like remus with academic validation)

ambitious

over-thinker to the max

often lost in his own little world

fantasy as escapism

creates in depth stories and lore (writer remus is a widely accepted hc)

introverted but still stands up for his beliefs

has a nighttime secret (sneaking into the bakery)

broke

quick temper

tall n lanky

nerd

he is so AU remus

now moving onto their dynamic together- so many scenes between them could easily be applicable to wolfstar.

figure 1. punk (also flirting)

figure 2. marshall wanting to know all about gary’s special interest/writing

figure 3. comforting over mommy issues

figure 4. gary pulling (saving) marshall from his manipulative mother

there were so many scenes that just made me feel like i was reading a wolfstar fanfic. the way marshall listens to gary and tries to help him achieve his dreams, even though he doesn’t have many concrete ambitions of his own, and the way gary protects and comforts marshall lee screams wolfstar. additionally, the archetypes marshall and gary fall into are very similar to the archetypes that sirius and remus fall into, which consequently creates a similar relationship dynamic.

tldr: marshall lee and gary prince are a wolfstar variant because they’re literally AUs of each other.

edit credits for the screen caps used: (these edits helped me to realize just how similar they are to wolfstar)

#wolfstar #gumlee #fiona and cake #fiona & cake #gumlee is wolfstar #marauders #sirius black #remus lupin #sirius black variant #remus lupin variant #wolfstar variant #gary prince #marshall lee #gary marshall #adventure time #adventure time x marauders #gary/marshall #r/s #wolfstar au #gumlee au #prince gumball #bubbiline #remus #sirius #sirius plays guitar #writer remus #adventure time theory #marauder’s essay #gumlee variant #my posst

[remuslupinkinnie1979]

Remus over the year(trans edition)

1st year

Started Hogwarts

Friends with Lily, James, Sirius, Peter, Mary, Marlene

Has problems with the girls dormitory, but Dumbledore (whom I hc as a transphobic gay man) casted a spell to let him in

Some problems in school due to dyslexia, but still gets good grades, thanks to Lily

Doesn't have much dysphoria,

2nd year

Cut hair

Insecure about his scar at first but learns to accept it (and if anyone bullied him the boys and Marls would take care of it

Takes out earrings to look 'less feminine'

Gets closer with Sirius, James and Peter

Slight dysphoria, but isn't really bothered

Tells his friends he's a werewolf

Discovers Bowie

3rd year

Cut hair even shorter

Hits puberty

Got in a fight with Severus

Wants to appear as masc as he can

Borrows Sirius's quidditch jumper

Terrible dysphoria

4th year

Finally comes out

Can sleep in the boys dorm (thanks to McGonagall)

Still close with the girls though

Starts his sweater obsession

Has feelings for Sirius

Sirius gets him a nose piercing

Starts smoking

Gets a potion to make him look more masculine

5th year

Situationship/friends with benefits with Sirius

Lets his hair grow

More sweaters

Stressing about the exams

Discovers Queen

The prank (end of the year)

Takes out his nose piercing

Starts smoking a lot

Hates himself

6th year

Mullet era

Becomes friends with the Slitherins

Dates Regulus for two weeks, but it's just to make Sirius jealous

Forgives Sirius and they start dating (middle of the year)

Having the time of his life

Pandora makes him those earrings

Helps Lily get over Snivellus

Helps Jegulus get together

Library dates with Lily and Reg

Doesn't smoke as much

7th

The war gets worse

Borrows Sirius's clothes

Marlene and Mary teach him how to do his eyeliner

Cuts hair again

Stressing about the exams

Smokes a lot again

Joins the Order

Marlene gets him an eyebrow piercing

Starts drinking

Starts to work on his self-esteem thanks to his friends

Thinks about getting a top surgery

#dead gay wizards #marauders era #trans remus lupin #remus lupin #trans marauders #transgender

[cuddlebugsirius]

Operation: Wolfstar

Microfic for the @wolfstarmicrofic prompt ‘Blue Ink’ 

“What about if we-“ James went silent rather abruptly as the common room door opened, Remus stepping through into the cavernous space that was somehow made warm by the perpetually roaring fire and soft, worn sofas.

“Moony,” James greeted the other boy giving Sirius enough warning to snap his folder closed; “come and sit mate, how were rounds?”

It was sixth year, and Sirius was quietly enamoured with a completely unaware Remus Lupin, his best friend of six years. He figured that if he had any chance at all then Moony would’ve let him know by now. He’d been out since his parents kicked him out the year before, and only received quiet acceptance and occasional propositions from their classmates. Classmates that weren’t Remus. Safe to say they were let down gently.

“Nothing spectacular, everything looks set for Saturday night. What are you working on, Pads?”

As Remus leant forward over the coffee table, crowding Sirius from behind to get a look at the A4 Lever Arch folder that contained all sorts of plans and strategies that James had been helping him with. The folder that had ‘Operation: Wolfstar’ written in blue ink across the front of it.

“Just, just a prank me and Prongs are working on,” Sirius mumbled, blushing as he held the cardboard tightly to the table to avoid Remus getting a look at the plans inside; “nothing for you to see,”

“Oh,” Remus said quietly, sounding hurt as he sat backwards; “okay then. I have a bit of a date tonight. A study date. So I’ll see you later, alright?”

James whistled teasingly, falling dramatically to one side as Remus shoved him in the shoulder on his way past; “who’s it with, Moony?”

Remus chewed at his lip, the faintest tinge of pink high on his cheekbones as he watched them both for a long second before he spoke; “Caradoc. He asked me out and I thought… why not, y’know?”

“You-but-“ Sirius spluttered for a moment, pressing up onto his knees as he watched his best friend shift uncomfortably; “I thought- you like boys too?”

“I do,” Remus confirmed; “maybe- maybe just boys, actually. I know that Lina and I were together for a little while but it’s just not for me, I don’t think. That’s okay, right?”

Sirius was still gaping in shock at the revelation – this wasn’t a scenario he and Prongs had planned for.

James responded for the pair of them, kicking Sirius in the shin to get him to snap out of his shock; “of course it’s alright, Re, you know we don’t care, do we Padfoot?”

Gathering all the courage he could muster, Sirius tripped as he stood and rushed over to the lanky boy with wild hair that he wanted more than anything, taking both of his hands in his and holding them close.

What he meant to say was some sort of supportive statement, to reaffirm that Remus’ sexuality didn’t change anything. That they would still be the bestest of friends, Marauders for life. What actually came out was a little less sensical; “does that mean I have a chance?”

Remus choked on his breath at the shorter boys words, the earnestness in his eyes even as he turned bright red with embarrassment.

“You… you’d want a chance with me?”

“Of course he wants a chance with you, he’s planned your frigging bonding ceremony already!”

James’ exclamation made Sirius drop one of Remus’ hands in an attempt to smack the Potter boy, who now had the ‘Operation: Wolfstar’ folder open to the ‘weddings & ceremonies’ section.

The only thing that stopped him from chasing Prongs around the room was Remus pulling him closer, cupping his cheek in his large, scarred hand and forcing him to meet silver eyes to amber. He was so lost in the sensation of Remus’ thumb stroking slowly along the thick skin of his cheek, he nearly missed the careful whisper; “you have more than a chance, Sirius Orion. I didn’t- you should have said something, Pads,”

“I was scared you wouldn’t want me,” he murmured; “I’m too much-“

“Stop,” Remus commanded; “you are not too much. I don’t care what they told you, you are brilliant, and there is nothing about you that is too much for me.”

“Promise?”

“I promise,” Remus tugged him even closer, wrapping him up in his arms, making his feel safe and steady like no one else could. Soon, there was another weight at his back, James inserting himself into the hug and squeezing them both tightly together.

#wolfstar microfic #blue ink #wolfstar #wolfstar get together #marauders era #hp marauders #marauders fanfiction #Wolfstar fanfiction

[rockyjulesxx]

the correct marauders head cannons

Sirius Black

GAY AND TRANS ASS MOTHER FUCKER!! #endthecisaficationofsiriusblack idc if it’s genderfluid, non-binary or ftm this bitch is trans and loves men.

he’s like 5”6-5”9 in height.

obvi has black hair that is up to his shoulders/ collarbone and is also very layered.

he’s tattooed and pierced. some tattoos are of the moon cycle, his and regs stars, dog foot prints and something prongs and wormtail related. he also has multiple ear piercings with a side nose stud, a navel and a bottom labret piercing.

he loves dressing hyper feminine but also masculine. he doesn’t have a set style, he just dresses to serve cunt and have clothes that match his docs and chunky rings and leather jackets.

he has borderline personality disorder that he is very ashamed about because the characteristics of his mental illness remind him of his mother. he also has ptsd that affects him the most through nightmares. he also gets a lot of gender envy that fouls his dysphoria from his friends, but refuses to tell them about it because he doesn’t want to make any of them feel bad.

he’s pale and has silver eyes that can be kind of intimidating.

he’s half french and east asian ( him and james first bonded at hogwarts over being the only asian kids in their year) .

EYELINER!!

Remus John Lupin

bicon. no other acceptable answers.

sweaters. knitted sweaters. lots and lots of knitted grandpa sweaters. (many gifted to him by lily).

his style is very cottagecore, but also mixed in with some street style. he loves his beat ass crusty ass converse that are breaking at the seams, but he also wears docs when he wants to feel superior. he is either spotted in heavy knitted sweaters or old band tees. and a book bag. he cannot go anywhere without his fucking book bag.

he has tattoos. idk what tattoos, but definitely tattoos. and maybe a few ear piercings.

he’s 6”- 6”4 in height.

loves david bowie and sometimes wears makeup inspired by him.

wears fishnets under his jeans that are visible on his waist when he wears crop tops. this is slutty remus.

he has honey brown curly hair. it’s soft and bouncy and sometimes falls into his eyes that are obviously hazel.

freckles scattered between scars <3

has a physical disability that requires him to use crutches or a wheelchair from time to time. he also suffers from severe migraines that leaves him unable to leave his room.

he has ptsd and severe anxiety that went years without being medicated because of his “i can handle myself” mentality.

he’s welsh and/or jewish or maybe even latino anyone of those work tbh. he has soft tan skin that very glowy.

long eyelashes. like incredibly long eyelashes that are light brown and always curl towards the sun.

James Fleamont Potter

a pansexual himbo at his finest.

he’s from south asia, more specifically india.

he’s super sporty but not overly buff. he has the body type of a football player (or soccer player, whatever you call it).

his style is very relaxed in a man whore kind of way. he loves his red converse- they’re his staple piece.

he has one ear piercing he got with sirius. he thinks it looks stupid but sometimes puts it in when he wants a different look.

first started wearing skirts with sirius so that he felt more confident, but actually really liked how they looked on himself. he has slutty skirts he wears when he goes to the gay bar.

he has adhd and maybe anxiety that somehow went years without being diagnosed.

he has deep brown hair that’s messy and could possibly curl but always remains more fluffy than curly. it’s short cut but falls into his eyes that are a dark brown but look burgundy in the light.

he’s 5”9-5”11 in height. (sometimes he purposely tells people he’s shorter so that he makes guys who said they’re 6” feel stupid).

obviously wears glasses (he’s technically legally blind and has a lot of anxiety of loosing his vision. he got eye sugary once and had to wear an eye patch for a week. he still wears it sometimes for halloween or just for fun).

has a beauty mark under his left eye (lily likes to kiss it).

Peter Pettigrew

he’s asexual.

has a baby face and is often mistaken for remus’s little cousin.

he gets rosey cheeks very easily.

he doesn’t have tattoos but he has a few piercings.

he has a unibrow (it’s very pretty and has a beauty mark in between closer to his right eye).

short king! 5”4-5”6 in height.

his style is cardigans with jeans that are cuffed (half because of his height and half because of fashion).

he has dirty blonde hair that’s straight and cut short.

he has bright blue eyes.

he has body dysmorphia and social anxiety.

he has a very small gap between his teeth that he hates and tried to get braces for but couldn’t afford. everyone tells him it suits him though because the gap adds to his charm.

he’s a brit through and through, a full englishman

i’ll make a part two of this with all the other marauder icons.

#sirius orion black #sirius black #remus lupin #remus john lupin #james fleamont potter #james potter #peter pettigrew #wolfstar #marauders #marauders era #the marauders #marauders headcanon #dead gay wizards #padfoot #prongsie #moony #wormtaiil

[remusmainhoe]

teasing sirius x reader smut

the reader and sirius get into an argument, neither of them want to cave in.

“For the love of merlin, you are so childish” 

“Oh that’s rich, you better watch what you call me y/n because if I'm a child, do you know what that makes you? A creep.” Sirius shot back at you.

You and Sirius stormed into the common room where lily, James, remus, and Peter were enjoying their Monday afternoon talking.

“What are you lot fighting about?” James asked.

“I was trying to study in the library, and black got me kicked out with his disturbances” you explained.

“She was the one who insisted on going to the library, and then she said I was needy!” Sirius said.

“Then what would you call trying to kiss me and distract me in the library, class, dinner, breakfast, shopping, shall I continue?”

“Oh you are just as needy, you made me carry you from dinner to the common room to cuddle last week!” 

“There is a time and place, the library is not that place” you countered.

“I am the least needy one in this relationship” Sirius pressed.

“Oh please,” you laughed humorlessly “you couldn’t last one day without a kiss”

You both stormed to your dormitories slamming the door behind you.

You woke up still irritated by the argument with Sirius that now just seemed stupid, of course you wanted him, but like hell you were going to be the first to give in. You got dressed and made your way down to the main hall, sitting down between lily and remus with Sirius in front of you.

“Hello” you said to Sirius while serving yourself breakfast, not looking up at him. 

“Morning” Sirius returned, also not looking at you.

The day went by slow, dreadfully slow, the worst Tuesday in history. You had to admit you missed the way that Sirius would wrap his arm around you while you walked down the halls of the castle, or how he would kiss you between classes, and his little notes in class would make your day, except today, their absence is killing you. Your night was no better, you spent it tossing and turning, missing how he would cuddle and sleep with you. The morning came dreadfully soon, and today seemed to out do the last. You got out of bed reluctantly.

“Still fighting with Sirius?” Lily asked.

“Im not giving in first” lily chuckled at your answer shaking her head in disapproval.

“If one of you doesn’t apologize this is going to go for too long” 

Her words bringing dread, but also an idea. You got up from your bed, showered, curled your hair into neat waves. Taking out your makeup, Doing a smokey eye look with eyeliner, light blush, and toping it off with lip gloss. Instead of the normal shoes you would wear, you put some darker shoes with a bit of heals, and Sprayed on some of your perfume. You were desperate, so you decided to fold your uniform skirt a little so it would look shorter than it was, and forgetting to button a button or two on your blouse just enough to show a bit.  You made your way down to the main hall sitting next to remus and Peter today. 

“Morning” you said to the table.

“Hel-“ Sirius started and looked at how you looked today, “morning”

You bit your lip just a little bit “well I'm starving” you started eating glancing sometimes at Sirius who kept looking at you with those piercing eyes. During class the whole day you felt his eyes on you,  you smiled feeling proud of your plan working. When class ended you all went to dinner.

“So how are you holding up hon?” You asked innocently at Sirius while serving your plate.

“Fantastic” Sirius answered.

You took a bite out of your chicken not believing his word.

“You got something there love” Sirius reached across the table a bit and wiped your mouth, then licked his finger “got it”

You looked at him being caught off guard.

“You know, if you want all of this to be over, I would be happy to accept your apology” sirius stated.

“In your dreams black, i'll be more than happy to accept an apology when you come back to your senses” you replied.

“Well that’s going to be a while” James muttered under his breath earning an elbow in the ribs from Sirius, and a chuckle from the others.

“I think you’re starting miss me, trying to taunt me getting even more pretty like that” he said just for you to hear.

“I think you are staring to miss me, you and I both know that you wanted to do more than just wipe my face” you whispered pack to him.

Once dinner ended you all headed back to the Gryffindor tower, and sat around the common room. Sirius sat next to you leaning back.

It was getting late so the others decided to call it a day, meanwhile you were cooking something up in your head, waiting till they left.

“You stood up from the couch, got in front of Sirius, getting to your knees meanwhile you put your hair up. A sense of euphoria filled you as you saw Sirius’s face light up with the thought that he won. You leaned down and looked under the couch.

“Huh, thought I left my DADA book down here, must be up in my room. Well goodnight, let me know if you need me” you said getting up and walking up the stairs with the mental image of Sirius’s disbelieving face.

The following two days carried on like that, teasing each other. You lay on your bed deciding to go apologize to Sirius, right as you were going to break, you heard the door open and close with sirius standing there. Neither of you spoke as he claimed on top of you grabbing both of your wrists with one hand, pinning them above your head. Your legs wrapped around his hips as he kissed you with a sort of hunger, his other hand messaging your breast. You started to move your hips trying to get some friction, a shitfaced grin spread across his face.

“Poor baby had to wait so long” he whispered not being able to contain himself.

His hand trailed down to your skirt lifting it up, pulling down your panties before taking out his member. A finger drew circles around your clit, not being able to control himself, entering you and stretching you out as moans escaped your lips. His lips trailed down from your lips to your neck and making their way to your nipples making you a mess. His rhythmic pace came like symphonies to you, each thrust being harder and deeper, as the circular movements of his fingers became faster. You were used to him telling you when to come, but this was all too much for you. Your walls started to wrap around his dick, the grip of your legs around him became tighter as a relief came over you.

“Im sorry” was all your brain could come up with to say.

“We’ve barely just started darling.” 

#sirius x reader #sirius black smut #sirius #sirius black #harry potter #marauders #padfoot #hogwarts #marauders smut #smut lemon

[kquil]

Hello sweetie ! Congratulations for your 1k, you totally deserve it, your writing is so soft and, how could I say it, light? I mean it's always so sweet to read and I'm always in a good mood after ❤️

If I dare ask for a little cupcake🧁 (but really if you don't feel it or don't have time it's ok ^^, I'm just really curious 🫣)

About me: I'm a short woman (157,5cm) but I'm kinda okay with it. True Hufflepuff, I have only a few friends but they mean the world to me. I love reading (fantasy or swashbuckling novel kind), my puzzles and just enjoying my time quietly or with some music. I'm shy at first but when I'm at ease, I laugh at good jokes and can't stop talking, mostly when the subject is interesting. I love when I can have a real talk with people, not just small talk, I can't stand hypocrisy.

I think that's it. Thank you for taking time to read this at the very least and really, don't feel presure ❤️

Have a lovely day and again, congratulations 🌸🌸🌸

Val 🌸

hi val! thank you so much for the congratulations! I’ve never had someone describe my writing as ‘light’ before so i’m quite happy that you did and even more happy to know that you feel better afterwards! thank you also for wanting to celebrate my milestone with me through a cupcake! I’m sorry i took so long, darling and i hope you enjoy! 

from what you’ve told me, i ship you with Remus Lupin! 

i. you two are a match made in heaven! Such a true pair, in fact, many people speculated you were dating before you two even spoke a word to each other, they just found so many similarities between you. The rumours grew so much that it eventually reached the two of you and made your first encounters rather awkward. there was a lot of teasing from the marauders on remus’s end whereas your friends also teased you on your side of things so it took a little longer for the two of you to properly get acquainted outside the rumours people had built up around you

ii. deep down, you didn’t want to succumb to their fantasies of what your relationship with remus should be, platonic or romantic, but you couldn’t help but be drawn to him and him, you. even though it made it hard to spot you in a crowd, remus adored your shorter size compared to him, it was a charming size difference to him. people often see him looming over you with a soft and tender aura, his gaze gentle on your adorable form doing mundane things before him. you, however, found a lot of comfort in his towering height, it was very helpful having him around to get books from higher shelves in the library or have him easily cast his cloak over you if it ever started raining. since his presence was largely comforting compared to his size, you’ve grown a particular fondness for his loftiness. 

iii. the two of you have this thing where you’d exchange some books for the summer and return to provide your reviews in person. remus quickly grew to know which genres and tropes you liked in a book and often searched for them, even pushing himself to read them quickly before summer so that he could lend them to you and the two of you can have fun going through the story together. people would usually find you both pressed close together on a library or common room sofa sharing a book with you leaning in close as remus hovers from above your height, his gaze regularly drifting to stare at you 

iv. you introduce him to puzzles and he introduces you to chess. he teaches you well and soon enough you’re beating him at almost every game of chess he challenges you for. it hurts his pride to have you overtake him so quickly in terms of skill but he doesn’t know that it’s only because you worked so hard in order to impress him. your efforts weren’t in vein either, because he really was impressed and, over time, grew to accept the challenge and looked forward to every chess match with you.

v. for puzzles, you got him a huge elaborate one as a present and the two of you worked through it together over the christmas holidays when he - and the rest of the marauders - decided to stay at hogwarts for sirius. the boys can’t count how many hours you and remus spent by the common room fire going over the puzzle together as you softly humm christmas jingles under your breath. The boys would have complained more about you stealing ‘their remus’ despite not being official if you didn’t bribe them with snacks and treats from the kitchens. — ‘she’s a keeper remus!’ peter cheers around a mouthful of pastries before chugging some of his hot chocolate along with sirius and james who fought over the chocolate chip cookies.  

vi. another favourite activity you and remus liked to do together was reading in bed together as soft melodies played from an enchanted lyre you were gifted by your aunt who adored music. He’d have one of his long arms stretched out across your shoulders as he read his book in one hand while you rested your head against his chest and flipped through the pages in front of you. whenever the marauders would see you too cuddled up and comfy together, they would pucker their lips in mock kisses and dramatically flutter their lashes until remus threw a spare pillow at them and you became a giggling mess.  

vii. remus could listen to you talk all day long, adding in his own thoughts and theories here and there but not often. you’d be sat next to him as he rested his chin against his palm, propped up by his elbow on the desk. it was when you two were mid sentence that you finally saw the adoring look in his eyes and stuttered to a stop. remus saw no fault in your flustered appearance and simply tucked a stray strand of hair behind your ear before uttering “go on…”. after this moment, a flip switched between you two and it wasn’t long before you made it official with a bashful but sweet kiss between the bookshelves of the hogwarts library. 

viii. like a true hufflepuff you were loyal to him, you didn’t care of his scars or his ‘furry little problem’ when he finally confided in you his struggles, especially when the boys urged him to be more open as his secrecy put a noticeable strain in your relationship. you were there for every full moon no matter if your role wasn’t like the boys, in fact, you took care of all the boys before and after a full moon to show your support and willingness to help — a demonstration of true love that remus wouldn’t ever dare breaking or take for granted

ix. honourable mention, i also, lowkey ship you with, james potter! He’s a sweetheart but a little intense and you’re someone who grounds him gently, your presence calms him and makes him feel like everything is going to be okay, which is especially good whenever he has pre-game jitters for quidditch matches - you’re like his lucky charm. He’s just as talkative as you are so the conversations the two of you share are always so engaging that other surrounding people feel compelled to listen in. sucks for them, however, because you two make up a lot of code names and shortcut phrases that only you two know the meaning of to be able to understand. you’re the first person to call james out on his hypocrisy when it comes to the treatment of slytherins as some aren’t as bad as the louder, more evil ones tend to be. you made him see through his own prejudices and fixed up his act as soon as you said ‘i hate hypocrites, james,’. you made him a better person and he loves you for that. 

#☀︎ : 1k #☀︎ : 1k milestone #🧁 : cupcake 1k #remus lupin #james potter #remus lupin x reader #james potter x reader

[brandstifter-sys]

On a Limb

Part 2: Noodles                      (Ao3)

Word Count: 1166

Rating: T

Pairing: Dukexiety (feat. Roman)

Warnings: Spider limbs, tentacles, emo songs, sex mention

Virgil and Remus cuddle during movie night, and then Remus’ tentacles come out looking for attention, unaware that Roman is still there and awake.

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Dating Remus had its ups and downs, especially after Thomas accepted Virgil. There was some panic and some excitement, but there were quiet moments that made everything seem perfect in their messy world. 

It was movie night, and it was late. Virgil was the only one who was still awake, watching Scream while Remus was snuggled up to him in his lap. The only other side still in the common area was Roman, dozing on his throne of pillows. 

Virgil was content to lounge and let Remus use him as a pillow when no one was around and awake. He had an image he wanted to keep, even if it was crumbling for the wrong reasons. 

He took a moment to admire Remus' relaxed sleeping face as the credits rolled. He looked so innocent and youthful, and even princely. Virgil melted inside when Remus held him tighter and nuzzled into his belly. He truly loved this gremlin man. 

"When I see your smile, tears run down my face," he sang softly and ran his fingers through Remus' hair.

"I can't replace" 

He knew it was a sappy emo song that someone would probably make fun of him for, but he was basically alone and he was feeling pretty sappy. 

"And now that I'm strong, I have figured out, How this world is cold, and it breaks through my soul. And I know I'll find deep inside me, I can be the one," he continued softly. 

But before he could get to the chorus, four tentacles erupted from the duke's back and shot towards him. 

One immediately wrapped around his head while two curled around his chest. The last one hovered a foot away from his face, patiently waiting. 

Virgil sighed through his nose and coaxed the green appendage from his face and draped it over his hand. 

"Easy there, Tiger," he muttered and kissed the tip, making the tentacle go limp "I'll stop singing." The tentacle went rigid and squirmed toward his mouth again. 

"Okay, okay, Tiberius, I won't stop," he chuckled and ran his hand over the feisty arm. Tiberius shivered and wrapped around his shoulders.

"Commodus, Elagabalus," he said and ran his fingers over the tentacles hugging his chest, "Come up here a sec." 

Elagabalus unwound and popped up in front of him in a serpentine arch. Virgil grabbed it and brought it to his lips. 

"You're calm tonight, Laggy, just want cuddles?" he mumbled against the brained noodle. Laggy wiggled excitedly and shot back down to hug him again. 

"Commie? You want a kiss?" he asked and petted the other tentacle hugging him. Commie wiggled and held on tighter. 

"Alright, the offer is open," he said and eyed the last tentacle with a soft smile.

"C'mere, Nero, I didn't forget about you." 

Virgil giggled when Nero came up to his cheek and rubbed against it. 

"I'm happy to see you too," he said and left a little kiss on the top of it. He rubbed it gently, giving it plenty of opportunity to escape. Nero curled up and rubbed his upper lip.

"You know I can't pull off the mustache look," Virgil hummed fondly and held up his hand so Nero could wrap around it and snuggle his palm. 

Tiberius crept up his cheek and poked him. Virgil turned his head quickly and surprised it with another kiss. Tiberius jolted and poked his lips. It was singing time again.

"I will never let you fall, I'll stand up with you forever. I'll be there for you through it all. Even if saving you sends me to heaven," he sang softly and ran his free hand over the tentacles hugging him. 

Tiberius poked him again for more kisses before he could continue. He was happy to deliver.

"Seasons are changing and waves are crashing and stars are falling all for us," he kept going, nuzzling Tiberius and stroking Nero. He was too distracted to notice the pillow throne shifting. 

"Days grow longer and nights grow shorter, I can show you I'll be the one." 

Roman was wide awake, primarily stunned to hear Virgil singing without getting promoted. But then he noticed the position Virgil was in.

Remus was holding him down and his fiendish tentacles were accosting him! And he was singing—to soothe the beastly limbs of course! Roman was ready to intervene, but Virgil unwittingly stopped him. 

"'Cause you're my, you're my, my," Virgil sang, extending the last word before going on, "My true love, my whole heart. Please don't throw that away." 

Roman quietly rose just right to see Virgil's face. He was shocked to see four tentacles rubbing his cheeks, and even more surprised to see Virgil smiling and petting them like they were needy puppies.

"I love you too, you giant noodles" he giggled and nuzzled into the affection, "C'mon, you don't want to wake Remus, he needs his sleep." 

Roman lowered himself and closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep. He was intruding on a strange but tender moment. It was a moment he, of all sides, should have seen coming.

"I think I need to stop singing. You're getting too excited," Virgil muttered, "If you settle down, we can go to my room and I'll bring out the tarsi." 

The tentacles immediately flopped over his shoulders and rubbed his back. They wanted the toe beans! 

"And Roman," Virgil said, catching the prince off his guard, "Tell anyone about this and kiss your katana goodbye." 

Roman went rigid as Virgil sank out. He would face Anxiety’s wrath later. 

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Remus woke up in the wee hours of the morning. He was pleasantly surprised to find that he was in Virgil's room, snuggled up to him on top of the covers. 

He was feeling extra cuddly and he was happy to snuggle with the cuddliest side of them all! He was special enough to know that detail! 

But then he realized his tentacles were out and probably playing with Virgil's hair brushes. He tilted his head and grinned. 

Each tentacle arm was curled up around a spider leg, idly petting the fuzzy toe pads. Truly a welcoming texture, a pleasure for the tips! It kept his mind quieter and filled him with warmth. 

Remus giggled to himself and crawled up Virgil to see his face. 

"You woke up," Virgil hummed and hugged him to his chest. 

"Mhm, for now," Remus hummed and kissed his cheek, "I still need my sweet little good nightmare kisses!" 

"Sorry, Tiger took them all," Virgil jeered. 

"Aw, all of them?" Remus whined and pouted. Virgil chuckled and cupped his cheek. 

"Can you handle something bigger?" 

"You know I'm a size queen!" Remus teased and wiggled his eyebrows. 

Virgil stole forward and captured his lips, gently sucking his lower lip and nibbling on it as they slipped apart. And then he did it again. And again.

Remus absolutely melted and clung to Virgil's shirt. He absolutely loved his sweet and salty, ticking time bomb of a boyfriend.

(Part 1)

#dukexiety #remus sanders #virgil sanders #sanders sides #spider!virgil #tentacle fluff #remus' tentacles are named after bad roman emperors because i said so #spider mention tw #sex mention tw #sandyscribed

[forbidden-forest-witch]

Destiné à Être: A Remus Lupin story

Chapter 8: Harry Potter and the Advanced Guard

Woo hoo! I’m back with a new chapter. This story is gaining momentum at a glacial speed on this app. If you like the story, please comment and reblog! It really helps with my motivation to keep posting. Is anyone out there?

(Warnings: Smoking, drinking, language, sexual themes. 18+ only)

Word count: 5.7K

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"Thinking of you is a poison I drink often" -Atticus

"Goddamn I hate these, erm, muggles. How much longer?", Brigitte asks Tonks. They've been watching Harry's Aunt and Uncle's house for the last six hours. It's humid outside, and their backs are painfully stiff from the stationary position under a neighbor's hedge.

"Hmm, Podmore should be here any minute". Tonks says, trying to stifle a yawn. They watch as Harry crawls into a hydrangea bush to stay out of sight. 

"It's sad, watching this boy sulk around his neighborhood. I don't understand why he can't be at Grimmauld. He'd be even safer and I could make a dent in Sirius' case", Brigitte laments.

"It's one of those times where we have to blindly accept Dumbledore's orders. He says it's safest for Harry, so here he stays for two more weeks", Tonks sighs.

"How is Sirius' case coming along? Sorry I can't get the paperwork for ya".

"Kingsley told me last night after the meeting that his case is magically sealed. Probably because it'll show how poorly the Ministry handled it. Capturing Peter and getting personal testimonies from everyone who saw him transform from a rat is what's going to be Sirius' saving grace. How the hell is that going to happen?", Brigitte worries.

"He can't hide forever", Tonks says optimistically. "We just gotta be patient. You're working on the werewolf stuff in the meantime?".

"I'm starting to make some notes so I can refer to work I've done in France. It's repulsive, Dora, the Ministry's language talking about people with Lycanthropy. I cannot imagine how they will react when I go in to defend them". Brigitte doodles in a miniature sketchbook she had hidden in her pocket.  

"Who cares what they say? They're wrong! What you're doing is badass! I bet Remus is eternally grateful to the beautiful young woman helping him like no one else has".Tonks dramatically bats her lashes.

"Have you been in the sun too long?".

"Don't deny it. He stares at you when he thinks no one is looking".

"Oh stop, Dora, he does not!", Brigitte says trying to hide her blushing cheeks.

Tonks wiggles her eyebrow and smirks, "It's quite adorable, actually. Sirius told me Remus is painfully shy, but he's warmed up real quick to you".

"We're friends. He's easy to talk to", Brigitte insists. She definitely won't bring up their intimate moment dancing together and how he was openly staring at her then and not at all shy with his hands.

"Whatever you say", Tonks looks over at Brigitte, who's staring up at the sky as and daydreaming about those hazel eyes and 'deep pink scars I want to trace with my lips. Wait– what the hell are you thinking, woman?' ...

After taking a little window shopping and a long walk back to Headquarters, Brigitte finds Remus in the kitchen. Hermione has finally arrived, and she is telling him about her new club S.P.E.W, ignoring the protests from Ron.

"'Mione, stop! He doesn't want to hear this rubbish. What do you suggest? They free Kreacher so he can go and blab about what we're doing!?".

Remus glances up to Brigitte with a welcoming smile, and she pats his shoulder as she walks by. Their lingering touches have become more and more frequent.

They're all listening to Hermione's arguments in favor of House Elf rights, when suddenly Mndungus Fletcher frantically bolts into the room. He's sweaty and out of breath. His eyes are wide and bloodshot.

"Dung? What—"

"Dementors... attacked the boy...".

Sirius and Molly come in with arm loads of trash and arguing about Sirius' unruly hair, They've been getting under each other's skin the more time they spend in these close quarters;

" ... Can't it be shorter? It traps in that cigarette smell", Molly wrinkles her nose.

"Ugh, Molly I-- What's going on?", the raven- haired wizard asks when he sees the panic in everyone's eyes.

"Mundungus, what the hell are you talking about!?", Remus urges, approaching the dirty man with a frantic look in his eyes.

"Dementors ... Kingsley and Mad-Eye are there now".

"Wha-what?", Sirius roars and drops the rubbish in his hands.

"I... I had gone— for just a moment!", he slurs. Molly grips Sirius' sleeve so he doesn't charge the drunken man or try to leave the house.

"Sirius, you have to stay calm!", Brigitte puts her hand on his chest to still him,

"Dung, tell us what happened". He looks around hesitantly before divulging what Mrs. Figg told him.

" ... two of 'em. Attacked him and the cousin, parents took him to Muggle hospital. Harry's fine, he did a patronus on 'em". Molly gasps; Hermione and Ron look at one another horrified.

"Fine?! Merlin, Mundungus ... he better stay in that house", Sirius emphasizes. He, Hermione, and Ron each scribble notes to Harry before he leaves the Dursley's house and makes himself vulnerable to the dark, soul-hungry creatures.

"Dementors in Surrey?", Remus asks still in disbelief. Emmeline Vance rushes into the room, along with Sturgis Podmore.

"What happened?! Got word from Moody".

Broderick Bode and a few others trail in behind them. Brigitte quickly shares details of the attack. Some of them immediately turn back around to Apparate to the scene.

"We need to go get him!", Sirius howls.  

"As long as Harry stays in that house, he's safe". He looks at Brigitte out of the corner of his eye, where she stands with her hands on Hermoine's trembling shoulders.

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Harry stays put for three days. The Order checks the surrounding skies countless times and finds no trace of the dementors, and Moody forms a route for getting Harry to quickly and safely to Headquarters.

Though, not quickly enough for those waiting for his arrival. Brigitte is distracting herself and Molly in the kitchen. They've been told everything should go smoothly, but Bri can't help but worry about Remus— and Tonks and the others, of course. Hermione and Ginny have come downstairs, hoping to hear some news. Sadly, Arthur and Sirius are only talking about new Ministry restrictions with other Order members at the table.

"I don't know who's more excited about Harry's arrival: Sirius or Ginny?", Brigitte teases to keep the vibe light. Ginny scrunches her nose in denial.

"I hope Harry isn't too upset that we couldn't write more", Hermione nervously mutters.

"You can blame us", Brigitte assures her.

"Ginny, Hermione, I think you should head up", Molly says. "Harry will be here soon ... Please ask Gus to come down and join us".

The girls reluctantly shuffle out the room. Gus comes down from playing cards with Fred and George, and holds the door open for Snape. It becomes tense and quiet in the kitchen after that.

Minutes later there's a scuffle from the foyer. Molly rushes out to intercept Harry as the Advance Guard files in. Remus doesn't miss the chance at taking the empty seat next to Brigitte.

"Uneventful mission, I hope?", she asks.

He takes in a deep breath, her light florally scent invading his senses. "Aside from freezing our asses off— totally uneventful", he smiles down at her.

"And you're feeling alright?". The full moon was only two days ago and Remus insisted on helping with Harry's extraction tonight, regardless. He's not all scratched up and bloodied, but a keen eye can see the exhaustion in his features.

"I'm fine, Britt, honest. I had chocolate and the tea you made me. I'm good as new". Remus sits up straight and smiles with his chin up high.

"Okay, okay ... chocolate fiend", she teases and nudges his arm, making them both blush.

Kingsley clears his throat and the chatter fizzles out. He begins by taking Mundungus off all upcoming assignments. The lack of new information people have is discouraging. People are skeptical to speak, untrusting of those around them-- afraid their words will be used against them. Nothing out of the ordinary has occurred in the patrolled areas, and the general public is still weary about Voldemort's return.

"The Ministry is covering it up! And now the attacks? They control those things!", Sirius rants. "How do we know The Ministry isn't trying to take out Harry too?".

"Because Voldemort is still deliberating his best course of action when it comes to Minister Fudge", Snape dully explains. "I can confirm that the Dark Lord is after a prophecy, hidden in the Department of Mysteries".

"Ah, just as Dumbledore suspected", Kingsley scoffs mirthlessly.

“A prophecy about Harry?”, Brigitte asks.

“Correct”, Snape says, looking disgusted at having to respond.

"All the more reason for them to do something", Molly points out.

"The Ministry's official position is that the attack is all allegations", Tonks rolls her eyes. "Fitting into Dumbeldore's narrative".

"Harry will have to go to his hearing and explain what he saw. Then we may get to investigate. We have no other means to get to Azkaban and personally count the dementors". Kingsley sighs and rubs his tired eyes.

"Harry's not a liar", Sirius growls. "He shouldn't have to explain himself".

"We saw Cedric Diggory. Why wouldn't they believe him?", Brigitte asks.

"Politics", Tonks explains bluntly. "You didn't technically see how he died".

"It's easier to live in denial than fear. The last war wasn't long ago, too many people remember it. Fudge doesn't want public hysteria", Remus whispers to Brigitte. She is fortunate enough not to remember last time Voldemort was gaining power– she was about to start her first year of schooling far away in France.

"Who knows what this means going forward. Just keep your guards up. Everyone know their assignments?", Kingsley asks. There's a collective head nod. Brigitte's job is to be available when needed, not draw attention to herself, and do her legal work in her limited free time.

When the meeting comes to a close, the hoard of Order members leave for their new duties. Some will keep an eye on Diagon Alley, some are stuck at the Dursley's house, and the 'lucky ones' are stationed around the Ministry building with Alastair Moody.

Molly waves her wand, setting the table for dinner as the swarm of children return.  

"Harry!", Brigitte jumps from her seat and hugs the boy. "I'm so happy to see you! How are you?! I cannot believe what happened".

"Britt? Wh- what are you doing here!?".

"I never went back to France. Fleur is here too. Now, sit with Sirius, dinner will be ready soon!", she gently nudges him towards his godfather who's waiting with open arms.

"Mundungus, I've told you not to light that cigar in here! Especially at meal times!", Brigitte fumes and forces a gust of wind at him as she sits back down next to Remus, who's chuckling at her adorable, angry face.

"What's so funny?".

"Oh ... nothing", he coughs nervously. "Did you have a good day?".

Remus left early, so he missed the chaos that swarmed around Grimmauld Place. Brigitte animatedly tells him about distracting Molly most of the day, wiggling her fingers above the wooden tabletop to make fluffy dandelions sprout up. Talking to Remus and seeing him look so invested in what she's saying makes her feel like a silly schoolgirl, and it seems to make her magic giddy.

"Remus, you there?". Brigitte waves her hand, noticing his distant gaze. He can't help it. It's like his brain shuts off by her voice hypnotizing him. Remus clings onto Brigitte's melodious accent. He looks forward to her telling him about her day; she's quickly becoming the calming presence in his life— well, a calm that make him so nervous his heart violently thumps against his ribs. Honestly, the girl could explain the difference between goblin and leprechaun gold and he'd savor each word that spills from her lips.

"Huh? Yeah. Yes, of course I am-", he's cut off by Tonks shouting across the table.

"Need any help, Molly!?". She's sat in the corner, huddled up with Gus.

"No dear, really that's alright. Just getting the stew", she pleads to the clumsy girl.

"We got it!", Fred and George said in unison, pointing their wands.

"NO! JUST CARRY THEM!!". The stew, breadboard, and knife slam onto the table. Sirius and Harry jump away to avoid injury, and when they see no one's hurt the room erupts into laughter- everyone sans Molly who screams at her sons.

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When the last dessert fork is set down, Molly interrupts the scattered conversations and suggests the children go to bed. Sirius raises his hand in objection, pushing his chair back and turning his body to Harry.

"Y'know, I'm surprised. I thought you'd be asking more questions", Sirius says to his godson.

"I did! I asked Ron and Hermione but they said we're not allowed—"

"And they're right. You're too young", Molly inserts intensely.

"Since when do you have to be in the Order to ask questions? Harry's been trapped with muggles for months. He's got the right to know". Sirius insists.

"It's too risky, Sirius".

"I'm not going to tell him more than he needs to know, Molly, but he's been through more than most in the Order!", Sirius argues.

"But he's still—"

"He's not a child! He can even do a bloody patronus!".

"I only have Harry's best intentions at heart! He's not an adult... he's not James, Sirius!", Molly argues.

Sirius glares at her, cheeks turning red. It's escalating too quickly, and everyone is exhausted from cleaning the giant townhouse-- and consuming too many fire whiskeys.  

Brigitte looks to Remus, his jaw is clenched and gaze set on Sirius. Harry glances nervously between the two arguing while the other kids stare at their plates. Tonks and Arthur's eyes are like saucers. Gus lights a cigarette, relatively unphased.

"You think I'm an irresponsible godfather?", Sirius asks coldly, his voice continually rising.

"You've been known to act rashly, Sirius!".

"He's not your son, Molly", Sirius growls at her. He grasps his chair, ready to pounce.

Molly purses her lips bitterly. "He's as good as. Who else has he got?".

"ME! He's got me!".

"Yes", Molly smirks, "but it's been rather difficult to do be there for him while locked up in Azkaban, hasn't it?".

Sirius throws his chair back. Brigitte gasps, moreso at Molly's words than Sirius' reaction.

"Sirius sit down!", Remus hisses, "Personally, I think it's better that Harry get the facts- not all the facts, Molly-- but we might as well tell him before he hears it from somewhere else", he affirms. Brigitte gives him a reassuring nod.

"Molly... we were there when Harry came back with Cedric", Brigitte sighs heavily, "He deserves to know what's going on".

Molly throws up her hands in defeat and kicks the other children out of the room. Sirius gives Harry a vague update: how Voldemort is after a weapon (the prophecy) that could help him win and the Order is doing everything they can to keep him from gaining momentum.

"But what is the weapon?", Harry asks.

"Well--", Sirius begins to delve into the Department of Mysteries, but Molly has had enough.

"Alright, I think he's heard plenty! Harry, I'm sure Ron and Hermione would like to spend time with you". Molly puts on a fake smile and gently nudges Harry out the room. She gives Sirius one last nostril flare, before giving her attention to the dirty dishes and left over food.

Tonks stealthily ventures across the room, afraid any sudden movement might set off Molly. She leans down to Brigitte's ear and whispers, "Hey Love, do you have a dress I can borrow? Gus is taking me to dinner".

"Of course! Let's go, Hermione and Ginny are already in my room... I'll see you later, uhh, Lunaire", Brigitte addresses Remus as she stands up.

"What's Lunaire?", he asks innocently.

"It's the closest translation to 'Moony' in French". She giggles, skipping out of sight with Tonks, leaving Remus a love-struck mess. They join Hermione and Ginny in Brigitte's bedroom, quickly turning the space into a fabric wasteland, with clothes covering the floor like a lumpy carpet.

"Okay so you're edgy and punk", Brigitte rummages through her dresses flung about. Hermione and Ginny hold some up to their bodies and twirl around.

"Gus likes dark blue. I have the perfect one but where is it?!", Brigitte starts throwing the dresses behind her, making a huge pile. "Here!", she tosses the dress to Tonks. It's navy chiffon with a tulle skirt and sheer long sleeves– subtly elegant and sexy.

"It's beautiful! I don't know if I could pull this off", Tonks hesitates.

"All you need to think about is Gus pulling it off", Brigitte laughs.

"That's your brother!".

"Yeah, and you're my friend, so try it on!".

Tonks reluctantly gives them a fashion show, and the dress fits her like a glove.

"Yeah that's definitely the one!", Ginny smiles. Hermione eagerly nods her head, her fluffy hair bouncing erratically.

"I'm thrilled you're going out with Auguste, Tonks! Taking someone to romantic dinner? Very unlike him, going out anywhere in public".

"He's falling in love!", Ginny sings, picking up a long formal gown and admiring herself in the mirror.  

"Hardly... Speaking of dates, when do we get to dress you up?", Tonks wiggles her eyebrows and the two young girls pipe up in agreement (Yeah! Yeah! When??).

"That'd be a little difficult with no one to go with", Brigitte grumbles.

"What about Remus?", Hermione asks innocently.

"I don't know 'what about Remus'... we're friends".

Tonks rolls her eyes as she packs the dress in her bag. "Oh, puh-lease! I told you I see the way he looks at you".

"And when you talk at dinner he gets this goofy smile", Ginny adds teasingly.

"And he likes being close to you", Hermione adds. Brigitte's face is glowing red at this point.

"Look, he's sweet and we have nice talks ... It's just not good timing. H-he probably thinks I'm some wacky girl, too young for him", she says somberly. Tonks rubs her arm sympathetically,

"I've seen the way you look at him, too. Don't say things like that! He doesn't think you're just some anything! You're a gifted, smart, and unearthly stunning witch, Brigitte Moreau and he'd be an absolute git to not see that".

"Personally, I think you two make a nice looking couple", Ginny declares. Downstairs in the drawing room, Remus, Sirius, Harry, and Ron are tucked around the fireplace.

"I can't believe we're going to have another new DADA teacher. They've all been bloody nightmares–except you, Lupin", Ron clarifies. Remus smiles appreciatively.

Harry makes an slack face, thinking about what the upcoming year could behold. "If I'm even allowed back at school ...".

"That's nothing to worry about, Harry. Fudge may not listen but he's just one person. You'll be fine. Kids do underage magic more than you think. Just picture all the amazing food you get to have at school ... the birds ya haven't seen all summer?", Sirius grins wickedly.

"You're ridiculous", Remus huffs.

"No, I'm Sirius", his grin widens, "though ... I have a feeling the only birds these two are interested in are right here in this house".

Ron looks at Harry suspiciously, who quickly changes subject, "Well, uh ... Lupin, what's going on with you and Brigitte? She seems really nice, the few times I spoke to her during the last school year".

The tips of Remus' ears heat up. Fred and George perk up from their card game to hear the answer, George with a sad yet hopeful glint in his eye. Sirius sits up and looks amusedly at his old friend.

"I think we're all curious about that!".

"Brigitte and I are friends", Remus responds desperately- hoping it'd be the end of it. Sirius dramatically rolls his eyes and throws his hands in the air. Harry smirks. "Sorry... I just thought maybe- you two were sitting close at dinner ...".

Sirius loves seeing him tease Remus like James would, making Moony squirm nervously.

"They're like that most meals", Ron whispers.

"Pfft. Anytime they're in a room together", Sirius scoffs. They laugh and go back to talking about Hogwarts and how awkward Remus used to be around girls.

He tries to push down the heat growing across his body. He didn't realize people noticed him always sitting next to her like some pathetic school boy. "Has SHE noticed?", Remus thinks; but what is he supposed to do? He can't help but gravitate to her. There's a strong pull, and the second he is near her a tranquil feeling envelopes him.

Remus battles himself internally. He tries to push away the sound of her laugh replaying in his mind and the image of her rosy lips. "Stop goddammit! She's young and ambitious, you'll ruin her... but she's so sweet. Her smile- no, quit it!", Molly comes into the room with a sour look.

"I think it's past time you two went to bed. Now". She's clearly in a sour mood from dinner. The younger boys say good night and head to their room. Brigitte and Tonks pass them at the doorway.

"I think it's time I head out too", Tonks announces. Auguste, who is sitting with Arthur on the opposite side of the room near the twins, stands up to escort her.

Brigitte hugs him, whispering a warning in his ear. "I'm so excited you two are going out and I know I'm your sister, but I like Tonks so don't you dare ruin it!".

"Yeah, yeah. Protective little bear ... I wouldn't dream of doing anything to mess this up".

Brigitte bids goodnight to the remaining party, pausing to give Remus a small wave– which Sirius catches, only helping his argument.

Once everyone else has gone to bed, Sirius and Remus sit in silence for a few minutes deep in thought. "Moony... I know you're going to shut this down, but it's pretty obvious that she likes you too ... fully aware of your furry problem. I don't think you should ignore that". Remus scoffs in response.

Sirius sighs and pats his friend's knee before standing up to retire for the evening,

"If James and Lily were here they'd tell you the same thing. I know you– you've never been like this with a woman. You already passed the hard part, she accepts who and what you are. Don't run away from happiness ...".

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The following weeks are the antithesis of uneventful. Justice proves it can prevail, and Harry is acquitted of the outrageous 'underage magic charges'. The remaining days before the new school year are spent dusting heavy drapes, removing doxies from underneath furniture, dodging hiding boggarts, and organizing scattered family heirlooms.

"THROW IT ALL OUT FOR ALL I CARE!", Sirius bellows after Brigitte asks him where they should store his family's antiques. Going through his parent's belongings isn't his idea of a pleasant afternoon.

"We'll take care of it. Go take these rubbish bags down, yeah?", Molly gently directs Sirius, trying to keep the peace for the end of Harry's summer. They have not brought up their fight that occurred the night Harry arrived and are pretending it never happened. Brigitte flashes Sirius a crude hand gesture, earning a snicker from the Weasley kids.

"Does that mean we can keep them?", Fred asks, eyeing a very gaudy locket, his pupils turning into gold coins.

"No! Who knows what dark magical traces are still on it? C'mon girls, you can pick out a dress to wear tonight". Brigitte gets up from her station on the rug with Ginny and Hermione ...

To celebrate the end of the summer and possibly lift Sirius' spirit, they're having a farewell party. Brigitte and Molly make a delicious feast; Fleur and Bill make an appearance at dessert so she can formally meet his siblings before they leave.

The room is filled with chatter. Fleur boasts about how accommodating Bill has been at the bank, and Sirius tells Harry stories about his parents; Brigitte is sitting at the end of the table with Remus– big shocker– telling him about some of the work she's done for werewolves in her home country.

"One of the first revisions I was apart of was Employment Rights, so now it's illegal to fire someone because they have the condition. So far it's worked out really well. The public disdain in Paris is slowly dwindling as they see that people with lycanthropy aren't a threat", Brigitte tells Remus with a shy smile.

"That's... that's amazing, Britt! I can't even imagine how proud your family is". Remus' eyes glitter with astonishment. She is perfect. He can't even find it in him to argue with her, even though he still considers himself a threat.

"I had to do it. It's one of the reasons my Papa has his own store, he couldn't find a job elsewhere when he was young. Now I need to do the same thing here. Oh Remus, there's so many messed up—".

"Alright– 'nough chit chat! Let's go dance!", Sirius hollers. Tonight, he is a happy drunk.

Everyone except Molly and Arthur follow Sirius to the drawing room. Brigitte puts on the 80's dance music. She takes ahold of Ginny and Hermoine's hands to pull them to the middle of the room. They dance around wildly with Bill and Fleur to Blondie.

♫ ♪ ♫  Call me (call me) on the line! Call me, call me any, anytime Call me!  ♫ ♪ ♫

"Move it! Move it, ladies!", Sirius says hip bumping them out of the way. He, Fred, and George invade the space, doing some weird twist move.

Remus sits on the velvet couch with Harry and Ron, and he use the opportunity to instill into Harry the importance of him staying under the Ministry's radar.

"There's going to be some changes to Hogwarts this year... you've already made it through one hearing. It won't happen again, so keep your head down", Remus warns gravely.

Brigitte shimmies over, singing along with the music. "Alright, alright. Let the boy enjoy his last night here! Come, Harry! Dance with us!", and she yanks him and Ron up away towards the center of the room.

Sirius looks at him with a beaming smile, "My boy!", he cheers and takes Harry's hands, jumping around in the center of the group. Harry lets out a boisterous laugh.

Brigitte makes her way back to Remus, "You didn't think I'd forget you?", she teases him.  

"One can only hope", he says sarcastically but rolls his eyes and takes her outreached hands.

In the middle of the tiny dance floor, Brigitte keeps her fingers curled around Remus' rough hand, hoping it will make him feel more comfortable to show off his skills. If only she knew how the contact was making his whole body numb.

Remus smiles wantonly at her and they gaze into each other's eyes, letting the loud music and Sirius' aggressive dancing fade into the background. Remus spins Brigitte around a few times, eliciting the laugh that makes his knees weak. The chemistry is so obvious to everyone in the room but them.

"I learned English with this music. Papa and I would dance and sing for hours. Michael Jackson was best for dancing, but Pink Floyd is prettiest instrumentals". Brigitte eyes glimmer with nostalgia as she thinks about her childhood.

"Hence the vinyls?", Remus asks rhetorically, his hands resting on her waist. "All you touch and all you see is all your life will ever be". Brigitte swoons as he quotes her favorite band. Her whole body practically vibrates for the rest of the night, long after his hands leave her.

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The following morning, a thud and pitiful whimper outside Brigitte's bedroom door interrupts her untangling her messy waves.

"Mon Dieu! Ginny, you alright?!". She runs to the girl laying on the floor with a scraped forearm, her face crumpled from breaking her fall with her knees and elbows. It's been a restless morning, and Ginny flying down the staircase is another hindrance in their efforts to get out the door on time.

"We're so sorry, Gin!", George and Fred come running down the steps just as Molly comes running up.

"WHA- YOU TWO COULD HAVE DONE SERIOUS INJURY. IDIOTS-". Brigitte and Ginny slowly slip away from Molly's line of fire. Brigitte gently closes her bedroom door and kneels by her bed.

"I have a potions case under here, I'll fix that scrape up". She puts a clear cream on Ginny's elbow, and they watch the cut disappear.

After creating a pyramid of trunks, the household makes way to the front door so they can get to King's Cross Station. Brigitte stands around with Molly to say her goodbyes, for she has prior obligation.

A shadow in her side vision catches her attention. "Sirius Black? What the hell do you think you're doing?", Brigitte asks the black dog strolling past her. "No! No, absolutely not! Someone could see you idiot!".

He's cute, but not cute enough to get away with this. He looks over his shoulder once he reaches the doorway. Brigitte's glares at the canine. Remus and the children file down the stairs and look hesitantly between the two, nervous to speak a word. Sirius makes a small whimper that makes Brigitte's stoic face falter.

"Sirius, it's dangerous. Your animagus isn't a secret anymore". The dog just continues to whimper and nudges Harry's leg.

Remus gently place his hand on Brigitte's shoulder, "I'll watch him at King's Cross? Moody's there too. Nothing's going to happen to anyone, okay?", he looks down at her with pouty lips and trusting honey eyes.

"Fine. Please, be safe", Brigitte says timidly, briefly touching his hand that's still resting on her. She shoots a glaring look to Sirius. If he wasn't a dog, he'd be laughing at how easily she just folded to Remus' request.

"Oh honestly... it's YOUR head", she warns the dog as he prances out the door. She gives everyone a hug, with George and Fred somehow sneaking to the back of the line for seconds.

She reiterates to Harry the importance staying out of the spotlight and focusing on having a normal school year. She waves goodbye to everyone and watches them disappear down the street, praying that no one catches Sirius.

"Well, I think I'm going to enjoy a cup of coffee", Molly sighs, waltzing back inside.

"I wish I could join you, but I must pay a visit to St Mungos hospital".

"Oh, Dear..."

"Dumbledore connected me with a Healer there. It's the first time they've reached out, but there is a werewolf bite victim. I'm going to try to help him before the Ministry finds him", Brigitte explains as she laces up her boots.  

She must be discreet. Confidently walking into the hospital, Brigitte bypasses the front desk without being stopped. Molly told her where the ward for Serious Bites is, so she doesn't look lost or suspicious.

The ward is empty except for a man lying on the farthest bed. Now Brigitte hesitates. An older Healer with white hair approaches.

"Hello, how can I help you?".

"Are you by any chance Healer Le Fay?".

"That's right, Dear. Are you the witch I wrote to?". Brigitte nods her head, so Healer Le Fay leads her further into the room.

"The only thing he's told me is that his name is Darren. That's it-- here almost an entire month and he refuses to speak... I would have reached out sooner, my dear. But I was worried he would try to hurt you. It's honorable work you do".

"Thank you, Madame. He, I can handle. I won't be long". Brigitte marches over to the bed. Darren is curled up under the covers with his back to the door, but when Brigitte's footsteps stop at his bedside, he peers over the blanket.

"You're the first. My mum can even look at me", Darren groans.

"It's hard to see loved ones in pain ... how are you doing, Darren?". Brigitte fingers quickly through his paperwork, skimming over the incident report: location- Forest of Dean ... bite mark on arm ...

"How I am?! I fucking tell you how I am! My life is fucking ruined! I wish I died that night. I've been here for a month alone! Getting disgusted looks from people visiting their loved ones and now my body feels like shit, reminding me of what's going to happen in just a few days!", he starts sobbing into his pillow.

Brigitte looks down at Darren. She cannot imagine the fear he's feeling, counting down the days until the first full moon as a werewolf. Nothing she can say will help him, so she instead rubs his arm and makes a soothing shushing sound.

"Darren, I'm here to ensure your life isn't ruined. I know, believe me, I know it's hard right now. The worst thing that's ever happened to you... I want to say it'll get better", she offers once his cries quiet.

He scoffs but doesn't move from her comfort.   "Better? I've lost my job because I vanished, who will ever hire me? I'll be kicked out of my flat once the landlord finds out... Merlin, no woman will ever want to be with me". Darren turns away again, squeezing his eyes shut to make the world go away.

"The organization I work with will make sure you find a job as well as a place to live. We provide any kind of support you need, Darren. There are understanding people in this world. If you ever want to talk, please don't hesitate to write... I'll be back after the full moon". Brigitte puts her business card on the bedside table; and with that she leaves, sensing his desire to be alone.

On her walk home, she can't help but think about the pain that her father, brother, and Remus feel from being cursed with this disease. They hide it well, but there's no doubt they still have anxiety about each full moon and how others judge them. Remus was downright heartbreaking when he confessed his secret, and that was after he learned Brigitte protects them for a living.

She can help but never make the pain go away. The least she can do is entice Remus with one more dance (any excuse to touch him), before he retreats to a secret location for the full moon...

And for those three days he's gone, they both cherish that last dance...

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