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[my-castles-crumbling]

Flushed - A Wolfstar Microfic

Based on a post by @lilyystarr ; Explicit- Minors DNI!

He couldn't tear his eyes away.

In the back of his head he knew he probably shouldn't stare. They were so new, this was the first time they were doing anything more than a good snog, he was afraid to scare the other man off.

But how could he not stare when Remus looked like that? Made those noises?

Sirius traced his fingers everywhere, over thick, muscular thighs and across bony hips, watching as Remus closed his eyes and bit his lip, his cheeks becoming flushed.

Then, without really thinking about it, he grabbed the naked cock in front of him.

Remus's cock was large, reddened from arousal, already leaking, like it was begging to be touched. And when Sirius held it is his palm, Remus let out the quietest little sound, muffled by the way he worried at his lip.

"Fuck. Remus, you're so..." Sirius whispered, mesmerized by the sight of Remus spread out before him, eyes wide and wanting.

"S'embarassing," Remus mumbled, tilting his hips just a little as Sirius tightened his fist, "I - ah - I dunno why you're looking at me like that."

"Because you're fucking hot," Sirius returned, starting to slowly move his hand up and down Remus's cock. And he was. Sirius wanted to stare for ages, to make this go for as long as possible, so he could commit this image of Remus to memory. This perfect picture of the man he'd pined after for so long, spread out before him, slowly unravelling.

"You...you like it?" Remus asked after a moment, his voice hoarse, but his eyes widening.

"Yes," Sirius nodded, his hand moving faster, eyes glued on the minute movements of Remus's hips. "Fucking gorgeous, Moony. Seeing you like this. Because- because of me."

Remus let out a moan that Sirius wanted to replay a thousand times, that he would hear again and again in his most intimate dreams. "Yes, baby. For you," he groaned, closing his eyes, his entire chest flushing pink.

"D'you..." Sirius whispered a few minutes later, still mesmerized. "Can you...will you come for me? Come on me?"

It was like he'd said the magic words, because suddenly Remus was painting Sirius's fist, letting out the most erotic sound Sirius had ever heard. And Sirius stared, open-mouthed, as Remus threw his head back, utterly in bliss. He wanted to make sculptures of this man.

When Remus calmed and Sirius's hand stilled, and Sirius didn't think he could love him any more, Remus then opened his eyes and grinned. "Your turn, love."

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[spinderella-umbrella]

@wolfstarmicrofic | Rictusempra | 450 words

Sirius is an idiot, who forgot his collar bones were covered in hickies that he had refused to let Remus heal. An idiot who couldn’t apparently wait to get to the private bathroom to get changed. Now James wouldn’t let up on finding out who gave them to him.

“So what’ll it be, Pads? Tell us of your own volition or suffer the consequences,” James smirks devilishly, waggling his fingers in front of him in a tickling motion from across the room.

But even the threat of James making him laugh like a hyena with a well cast rictusempra won’t make him tell. Sirius shakes his head, lips pressed tightly together.

“You asked for it—“ James says, twirling his wand. “Rictusempra!” He casts, and Sirius closes his eyes, bracing himself for impact. But it doesn’t come— instead, a small crack in front of him indicates that a shield had been cast to block the spell.

His eyes fly open just as James shouts, “Hey what gives Moony!”

Sirius’ eyes follow James’ line of sight to Remus, who hasn’t even looked up from his book.

“He doesn’t like being tickled.” Remus says flatly. Sirius sees his wand still in his hand as he turns the page.

“Which makes it the perfect way to get information out of him!” James argues.

Remus raises a brow, and looks up, amber eyes glittering in the low light. “By torturing him?”

James gawks, mouth opening and closing, unable to think of what to say. Sirius is glad no one’s looking at him, because he’s red as a tomato. After moments of fumbling, he says quietly, “I just wanted to know. We tell each other everything.” James turns to Sirius then, his expression crestfallen. “Who is so important that you can’t tell me?”

Sirius deflates, hanging his head. “I’m sorry Prongs. They’re not—“

“It was me.” Remus interrupts, Sirius’ head snapping up to gape at him.

“What?!” James shrieks, and Sirius winces, but he’s focused on Remus, his boyfriend, who has set down his book and opened his arms to Sirius.

He doesn’t hesitate, dashing across the room and sliding onto the bed, slotting into Remus’ side. The place he has made his home. His eyes are still on Remus, and finally, Remus’ challenging glare leaves James and turns to Sirius.

“Hi,” Sirius says dumbly.

“Hi,” Remus smiles at him, tucking his hair behind his ear.

“Are you seeing this wormtail?” James shouts gleefully. “Moony and Padfoot! Look at them! Oh this is the best day.”

Remus snorts, and Sirius buries his head into his shoulder, Remus leaning down to rest his cheek on his head. “Love you.” He whispers, feeling Remus’ smile against his hair.

#marauders #maraudersfanfiction #wolfstar #marauders era #sirius black #remus lupin #wolfstarmicrofic #not everything I write is sad ig #living for these prompts #fuck yeah mods go hard

[wolfstargazer]

Jan 13 - Strong - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 300

He hadn't been certain he'd be going.

But James had sat him down after breakfast and said with uncharacteristic firmness, "We are going Padfoot. He needs us."

Peter's suit was too big. James wished he'd brought a scarf. And Sirius, always running hot, felt his blood freeze as they made their way down the path towards the house.

There were lots of Muggles there. And many witches and wizards too, although the Muggles might have struggled to have picked them out in their sombre clothes.

Sirius had met Lyall once or twice. But if he recognised the boys, he didn't seem to register as he stood at the door and shook their hands.

"Thank you for coming."

Sirius willed himself to speak. But it was James who took the lead and reminded Lyall gently, "We're Remus' friends from school, Mr Lupin? James, and Peter, and Sirius."

"Oh yes," he said. "Remus is upstairs, I think. No doubt he'll want to see you."

It felt like an interminable climb to the top of the house. Peter gave a light knock on the door, and James said, "It's us," before lifting the latch and going in.

Remus was sat on the bed, shirt crumpled, surrounded by books and parchment. He looked up as they entered, his eyes red-rimmed, and Sirius' chest tightened as Remus stood up and tried to smile.

"I'm so sorry, Moony," James said. Peter nodded. Sirius didn't know what to say.

He watched as Remus crumbled. With tears in his eyes, he crossed the room and fell into Sirius' arms.

Suddenly, Sirius knew what to do. He stood fast, wrapped two strong arms about his friend and held him as he cried, the silent sobs of a boy who'd lost his mother, and whispered the words he'd finally found, "I am here."

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[dakogutin]

for @wolfstarmicrofic prompt: angel au -262 words

A raging headache greeted Sirius first thing as he came back into consciousness.

“What do you remember?”

Blinking awake, Sirius let his mind go over the blur of memories from last night. As soon as he did, his head protested and he groaned. His hand rose to his temple.

“Not much,” Sirius gritted.

The voice hummed, prompting him to continue.

“I was at… a party, which explains this dreadful hangover.” Sirius scrubbed his eyes and squinted as he adjusted to the sunlight. Everything was horribly bright. “Oh, wait! I remember snogging someone. No, hold on… I think we didn’t because I was too drunk or something. I can’t remember the name, but he was really pretty. Big brown eyes and all.”

“Please focus.”

“Alright, jeez. Well, I think he was with me the whole night. Kept me company, but that’s it. His hair looked soft and his eyes were really pretty too, James, you should've seen him.” He then paused at an abrupt thought. “And I’m quite sure he had angel wings as well.” A smirk rose to his lips, suddenly picturing blasphemous things with it.

“Right. Nothing else?”

A quick scene of the river from the top of the bridge and a blinding light flashed to the forefront of his mind.

Sirius shook his head. “No.” He didn’t need to talk about that weird dream. “See? I’m fine. I didn’t do anything I wouldn’t normally do.”

“Only because I was there to make sure of it.”

This woke Sirius up. That couldn't be James.

“Take care, Sirius.”

Then the sunlight decided it was done blinding him, Sirius sat up and found himself all alone.

#this au idea has been sitting in my drafts for a whole now hihi #been wanting to continue it but it's stuck like this for now #anyw trying to slowly get back into writing #send good vibes #wolfstar #wolfstar microfic #wolfstarmicrofic #my fic

[anticomedygarden]

thriller

-

Draco’s phone pinged with a new message from Harry. A video, specifically, and he pressed play without thinking about it. 

It was of Harry and Sirius, Harry trying his best to direct his godfather’s limbs in the direction of whatever TikTok dance he was teaching the man. 

Sirius gently but firmly pulled his arms out of Harry’s hands. “I have danced before, you know.”

“I’m sure,” Harry said, and Draco heard a snort from behind the camera that he assumed was Remus. “Do you want me to show you again?”

Sirius sighed but nodded, humor in his eyes. He looked at the camera (or more accurately, at Remus). “I taught this kid how to dance and suddenly he thinks I can’t anymore.” 

Draco didn’t get to see Remus’ reaction, but he did get to see Harry. The dance was one of the ones that seemed to be more arm waving than dancing, but Draco enjoyed it nonetheless, particularly the part where Harry raised his arms above his head and his shirt rode up. 

He almost didn’t notice Sirius completely ignoring his godson, instead staring at the cameraman with a look so disgustingly sappy Draco had to fight not to gag. 

“So it’s kinda like the ‘Thriller’ dance?” Sirius said innocently. 

Harry gaped. “It’s nothing like the-were you paying attention at all?” 

Sirius turned to the camera again and snickered, a hand in his hair to block his face from Harry, and Draco heard another snicker from Remus. “Alright, alright, turn the music on, let’s go.”

Harry turned fearful eyes to the camera, leaving Draco to wonder if he was looking at him or Remus. Both, probably. 

A quiet melody that Draco couldn’t quite hear started. Immediately, the two diverged in their dances, Harry doing the TikTok one, and Sirius, something entirely different. About halfway through, Harry glanced at his godfather and stopped moving. “What is that?”

“It’s ‘Thriller!’” Sirius answered cheerfully. “Do you remember the weekend we learned this, Moons?”

There was a chuckle. “How could I forget? I ended that weekend with a broken nose.” 

“What?” Harry exclaimed. “How do you get a broken nose dancing?”

Both Remus and Sirius broke down in laughter. “Your father,” Sirius said through his giggling, “was a horrible dancer! If you think a broken nose is bad, how do you think he gave himself two black eyes?”

“Wait, so he broke your nose, and he gave himself two black eyes?”

Sirius nodded. “Your mother, though, was almost as good as me. Had the whole thing down before James could even try.” 

“Please,” Remus scoffed. “She was far better than all of us.”

Draco smiled. He was glad that Harry’s godfathers were able to talk about James and Lily with joy instead of sadness. 

“What about you, Moony?”

Draco could hear the smile in his voice. “I never learned it. Once your father broke my nose, that was it for me.”

Sirius shook his head. “Okay, let’s get this over with.” 

That was when the screen turned black, and Draco had to slap a hand over his mouth to stop himself from making a noise that would wake his parents. 

He tapped on another notification from Harry. 

If that’s not us in 20 years, I quit.

-

word count: 542

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[neongreenllama]

Prompt: Snow

@wolfstarmicrofic - 788 words

(we are pretending it's still december and this is not Very Late)

cw grief

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Remus put on the kettle, like he did every morning. He pulled out two cups and put in teabags.

It was quiet in the little cabin, like every morning. One would think a toddler of seventeen months of age meant a lot of screaming and laughing and crying and general ruckus, but an almost eerie silence had enveloped the cabin like a dome. The lights and cheer from the distant outside hadn’t reached it; everything inside was dim and muffled as though moving through cotton.

Remus lifted his heavy arm through the cotton to turn off the kettle and pour their tea when Sirius spoke.

“Snow.”

His voice was slow to travel through the silence and when it reached Remus it was barely audible. There was a time when they had spoken every morning; Remus couldn’t even remember what of. What was ever so interesting about another day, another breakfast, that there was anything to say about it? Was it once brighter, his chest lighter?

“Snow,” Sirius said again from far away but Remus’s brain couldn’t push the cotton away to understand what he was trying to say. “Remus.”

At his name Remus did hum distractedly to signal that he was listening while he put sugar in his tea and stirred.

“Snow. Look.”

A hand grabbed his shoulder and twirled him around in the direction of the window.

And by Merlin, it was white.

It took him a few seconds to catch up.

“But we don’t get snow here.”

The Coast of Wales was not like Hogwarts. Snowfall was rare, and especially this much.

Sirius had picked up the toddler and carried him to the window so the boy could look outside. His little hand pointed at the whiteness outside and Sirius did the same.

“Look, that’s snow. It snowed last night.”

Harry put one hand in his mouth to chew on it and pointed again with the other.

“Yes. Snow,” Sirius repeated patiently, used to not getting a reply.

“’ow.”

Sirius’s head shot around to look at the toddler.

“Snow,” he repeated.

“’now.”

Remus had to blink back tears while Harry started to wrangle around in Sirius’s arms, trying to reach for the window.

“Outside? You want to go outside, play in the snow?”

The toddler didn’t speak again but his movements made it clear he wanted to get closer to the white stuff.

He helped Sirius pack the little boy up in warm clothes. Once they were done, he looked more like a starfish than a 1.5-year-old. Sirius put a heating charm on him.

And then Sirius led Harry outside and the boy made a step in the snow. And then another. And then he insisted on walking without Sirius’s help and fell immediately, but his godfather was by his side to brush the snow out of his face and help him back up.

This went on until Harry was babbling words and grabbing at the snow and Sirius’s smile was as bright as he couldn’t remember seeing it for months.

“Here.” Remus moved to their side. “I’ve got him.”

Sirius gave him a brief look of thanks before taking a step back and transforming into Padfoot, resulting in a loud “Paddy!” from Harry.

The massive dog licked Harry’s face before bowing down and then running off through the snow. They watched him roll around in the snow, bite it and jump to catch the flakes out of the air.

Whenever the boy called for Paddy and tried to get to him, Padfoot was already by his side, sniffing him and licking his face while the boy was trying (and failing, with his mittens) to grab his fur. He’d stay and then run off again in a display of energy Remus only now became acutely aware of having missed for so long.

After having gone off in a whirlwind again, Padfoot reached the shed. There was some banging and growling and Remus was almost ready to take out his wand and fight when Padfoot returned, pulling an old sleigh backwards.

He helped him put Harry securely on the sleigh and harness Padfoot up front.

Then he sat back and watched Padfoot pull the sleigh around in the snow, while keeping his wand at hand to make sure the screaming and giggling Harry didn’t fall off.

The corner of his mouth tugged upwards in a smile.

He took off his glove to touch the cold snow. He felt his own body warm against it as it melted in his hand. The toddler’s laughter and Padfoot’s barks filled out the silence. He thought about hanging up the fairy lights and decorations they kept in the shed.

Perhaps they would be okay for Christmas. Just the three of them.

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[wolfstarmicrofic]

April Prompts

theme: Alternate Universes

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[florenceuentin]

April 15: Drawbridge- He’s my boyfriend, you idiot!

Word count: 253

@wolfstarmicrofic

Remus looks at the Black Castle towering over him. It’s after curfew and the drawbridge is up.

He clears his throat.

“Oh, the mighty, powerful, talented, brilliant, incredible, amazing, showstopping, spectacular Lord Black,” Remus deadpans. “Will you be so benevolent and let a humble commoner like me enter your kingdom of greatness?”

The soldier with messy black hair and round spectacles stares at him from the balcony unimpressed.

“I traveled a thousand miles just to witness your magnificence,” Remus continues. “Please show me some mercy! My only family member is dying. And their last wish is to meet-”

“Remus?” Sirius appears on the balcony in his fluffy blue bathrobe. Remus could’ve sworn Sirius was drooling from the tiny white trail next to the corner of his mouth. “What are you doing here in front of the gate?”

“Your men won’t let me in.” Remus accuses.

“It’s my holy duty to guard the kingdom!” The messy-black-hair guard insists. “Thousands of people depend on me to have a good night's sleep! I am touched, honored, and beyond grateful for the opportunity of a lifetime- ”

Sirius swats the back of the guard’s head, “He’s my boyfriend, you idiot. Lower the bridge now.”

When Remus enters the castle, Sirius is grinning widely at him.

“So, your family member is dying to see me, huh?” He smirks.

Remus rolls his eyes.

“I was running out of things to say. Also,” He pulls his gift for Sirius- a small cactus- out of his jacket. “Our baby is indeed dying.”

(forgive me for the Lady Gaga cameo

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[starchaserdreams]

Wolfstar Microfic: Euphoria

"What'd you call it? The Mirror of Erised? What's it do?"

"Just try it, tell us what you see."

"I don't understand, why's it showing me Moony when he's all the way over there?"

And then a laugh.

"Why's the Moony in the mirror kissing me??"

Remus' jaw dropped, but he couldn't help the warm and cozy feeling that was growing in his chest.

This was heaven.

This was perfection.

This...was euphoria.

@wolfstarmicrofic

#i have no idea what the context for this is #like no idea how old they are #but i think that would be sweet if sirius saw him #like lbr he might really see himself and regulus getting along well or him getting regulus out safely #but id like to think moonyd be there too #at least some of the time #because moony has his heart #sirius black #remus lupin #wolfstar #marauders #marauders era #mirror of erised #wolfstarmicrofic #microfic #dead gay wizards #young marauders #maybe #but maybe not it's unclear

[noxturn-alley]

Bar

“Do you think tonight is the night, Pete?”

“I don’t know, Jamie. Our hero came in with lots of confidence, but now keeps fidgeting with his rings.”

Sirius looked down on his hands. Damn, he was fidgety. “Can you two stop talking about me, as if I weren’t here?”

“10 pounds, he forgets to get his name again!" "10 pounds, he orders the wrong thing!”

"Ha ha, hilarious. I'm getting a drink."

Get it together. Just walk there and order. Whisky neat. Whisky neat.

“What can I get you today, handsome?”

”Sex on the beach” WHAT THE FUCK?

The bartender gave him a quizzical look.“If only” wink “Coming right up!”

He watched the bartender walked away and then looked back at his mates. Pete sent him two very enthusiastic thumbs up, while James, the absolute cheek, laughed.

“Here you go, gorgeous.”

“Thanks. I— Umm— I— how— what’s yo— I’m gonna go.”

”Remus, my name is Remus, and I get off in hour.”

“I’m Sirius, and I’ll be here in hour.”

Remus chuckled. “Good.” Another costumer called for him at the other end of the bar. “See you around then.”

“Yeah!”

They smiled at each other as Remus walked away. Sirius then went to grab his drink, and to his surprise it was whisky neat.

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[my-castles-crumbling]

airport au - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 319

Remus Lupin had a problem.

His problem, of course, had beautiful, long, black hair, multiple facial piercings, and stunning gray eyes.

Stunning gray eyes that were currently closed. Because the problem was asleep.

Asleep on his shoulder, that is.

It had started when Remus had been sat next to possibly the most attractive man in the world during his seven-hour flight back from the US. And the man had thrown him a casual, heartbreakingly beautiful grin, and immediately popped his Airpods in his ears.

And Remus had thought that would be that. He wouldn't get the nerve up to talk to the man. Until, of course, the man fell asleep. On Remus's shoulder.

And now? Remus had to pee.

He tried not to squirm. Really, he did. But he had to go, and he'd had a lot of water and maybe a shot or two to calm himself before the flight, and after another shifting of his body, the man startled, his head jerking up and his eyes flickering towards Remus.

"Erm...bathroom?" Remus murmured, trying to answer the questioning in the man's eyes.

But he must've said it in a way that sounded like he was inviting him or something, because the man smirked a bit and said, "Er...as much as I'd like to join the mile-high club, I don't think-"

"No!" Remus interrupted, louder, now. God, he was probably bright red. "I have to go to the bathroom. So...could you move?" Mortified. He was mortified.

But the man continued to smile, his eyes roving over Remus's face a bit. "Right. Sorry."

And Remus was quite happy to leave it at that. But when he returned from the bathroom, he man said lightly, "I'm Sirius. And you?"

"Remus."

"Remus. I'm not against bathroom trysts on the ground. With the right bloke. Just so you know," he clarified, smirking suggestively.

And suddenly, Remus couldn't wait to land.

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[phantomgrimalkin]

@wolfstarmicrofic Prompt - Story

"Hey, Remus? Why is my godfather sobbing in the living room?" Harry asked, watching the man make tea in the kitchen.

Remus gave a small chuckle and shook his head, "I'm showing him the Princess Bride- she just realized the masked man is Wesley."

"Death cannot stop true love," Sirius moaned, joining them and wrapping his arms around Remus from behind, "It's so beautiful."

Harry groaned, already knowing this would mean weeks of 'as you wish' peppered into his godfathers' conversations.

"You aren't even halfway through the story!" Harry complained, "He's going to be absolutely intolerable for the rest of it!"

"Sorry, lad, I'm afraid I have a weak spot for men with eyes like the sea after a storm," Remus mused, cupping Sirius's cheek as their godson huffed and stormed off to his bedroom.

#wolfstar microfic #Wolfstarmicrofic #the princess bride #wolfstar raising harry #Wolfstar #I actually associate Remus more with Wesley but Sirius has the eyes for that quote

[wolfstargazer]

Jan 3 - Full - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 294

Sirius Black was full of it.

He couldn't help it, she supposed. What chance had he had? Growing up like he did with a family like that? All that history and pride and fervour? It had taken a while for her to understand it for what it was; an act he had perfected so well that by now it had become part of who he was. It was the same for Snape, although Lily wouldn't dream of ever saying so to Sirius.

Sometimes, it wasn't there, though. With James especially. Occasionally, Peter, too. It had taken Sirius longer to trust her. No doubt he'd taken all her knock backs to James to heart. Not that how she felt or didn't feel about James Potter was really any of his concern...

She'd tried to talk to Remus about it once. They were sitting, side by side, on a bench in the courtyard. Something about Sirius' sharp words and harsh laugh from that morning still played on her mind.

"He doesn't always have to be like that," she said. It was cold in the courtyard. She wrapped her robes more tightly around her. She felt Remus studying her face. "I swear he says things he doesn't mean just so you never know where you are with him."

Remus gave a small nod but said nothing.

Lily hesitated.

"He's different...with you..." Lily pressed lightly. Remus dropped his eyes to his feet. "Have you noticed?"

Lily had. She had noticed how Sirius' mask often slipped around Remus and how Remus seemed to see everything about who Sirius really was in a single look.

Remus lifted his eyes again, and he allowed himself a smile Lily suspected was a secret between just them two as he said, softly, "Perhaps."

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[dakogutin]

written for @wolfstarmicrofic prompt: monster

300 words

"Okay, this is serious,” Harry says as he receives the small helmet for Sirius’ motorbike.

“Oh, is it?” Sirius answers offhandedly.

“You know how you haven’t had a boyfriend for an eternity?”

That certainly calls his attention. Sirius gapes at his godson before a bubble of laughter escapes his throat. “Alright. First of all, by choice.”

“Hmm,” Harry replies in a particularly unconvinced tone that can only be acceptable when expressed so freely by children. “Well, anyway, I have this teacher…”

“No.”

“He’s really tall and really funny,” Harry goes on, “You’ll like him a lot.”

“Harry!” Sirius bursts out laughing. “You are not setting me up with your teacher!” 

“I’ve done the maths, alright?”

“What are you on about?”

“Listen, I’ve done it in my head.” 

Sirius sighs, “Oh, go on.”

“The chances of me getting a better grade in his class is a lot higher if you two get together.”

It prompts another wave of laughter. “Harry, no. This is ridiculous. Since when did you even have a bad grade?”

“I don’t,” Harry says haughtily. “It just never hurts to get higher grades.”

“Wow.” Sirius leans his hips on his motorbike for support. “James and Lily created a monster.”

But then Harry's face lights up and he's waving at someone behind Sirius. "Mr Lupin!"

"Hullo, Harry." A mild but deep voice says. 

When Sirius turns, he discovers the voice belongs to a tall and gorgeous gentleman with eyes like honey and the most pink lips he's ever seen.

"Hi. I'm Harry's teacher. You must be the famous Sirius," Lupin says with a smile. "Harry talks about you a lot. Nothing but compliments, of course. Isn't that right?" He throws Harry a wink. A wink. 

Sirius' brain fails to formulate a response within an acceptable amount of time so the teacher begins speaking again.

"Well, I'll best be on my way now. See you tomorrow, Harry. And nice meeting you… Mr?"

Sirius shakes his head, snapping himself out of his trance. "Just Sirius."

"Alright, just-Sirius. I hope I'll see you again."

And with that, he's off.

Sirius can sense the smugness from his godson beside him. He preemptively holds up his hand and says, “When’s your next PTA meeting?”

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[anticomedygarden]

magic

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“Cake!” Harry squealed from atop his high chair. 

Sirius grinned and tried to wipe a bit of the frosting Harry had flung at him off his face. “What’s the magic word?”

“Accio!” he shrieked, though it came out sounding more like a-sio. 

“Technically, he’s not wrong,” Remus said, sitting down next to them. “Accio is definitely a magic word.”

“But it’s not the magic word,” Sirius argued. “He’s got to learn-hey!” 

Remus blushed from where he was handing Harry another piece of cake. “It’s his birthday,” he said sheepishly. “He should get cake.”

Merlin, wasn’t that a statement. Sirius could hardly believe that Harry was already two. It seemed like just yesterday that James had called from St. Mungo’s with Lily that he had been born, and Sirius tried not to think that it should have been them here instead. 

He winced when another bit of cake hit him in the arm. “You’re supposed to eat it, Haz, not throw it,” Remus told the toddler. 

“Cake!”

“Yes, you’ve said that.”

Sirius smiled. Today was a happy day. 

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[neongreenllama]

Prompt: Blush

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Sirius looked beautiful – no, ethereal.

Sirius always looked ethereal; Remus had had enough time to get used to that fact. But this he was not prepared for. This he hadn’t seen coming. This was, frankly, uncalled for. This was foul play.

Because a blush had creeped up Sirius’s cheeks, tinting them rosy. Which was impossible because Sirius Black did not blush. Except for when it was cold, apparently.

The blush, paired with the puffs of visible breath and the warm lighting from the Hogsmeade Christmas lights, painted the most beautiful picture of a person Remus had ever seen. Remus could not stop staring, and then Sirius threw his head back to laugh at something James had said.

Remus wanted to die.

Maybe he was already dead. Maybe this was what angels in heaven looke –

“Moony?”

His trail of thought was interrupted by Sirius looking expectantly directly at him. When Remus didn’t reply Sirius raised an amused eyebrow.

“What book-world is your mind at today, huh? Are Frodo and Samwise in trouble again?” He could have said it to mock him, but he didn’t. Sirius never mocked his books, even if he preferred non-fiction.

“Uh, no, they’re … they’re fine.” They were, of course, not fine. They were trying to get to Mordor, after all, and they had yet to cross the Dead Marshes.

“You coming?” Sirius then asked but didn’t wait for an answer before he started walking. “I wanna get Prongs something from Zonko’s and you need to help me decide between the Frog Spawn Soap and the Nose-biting Teacups.”

It was only then that Remus realized the others had left, leaving only the two of them. He hurried to catch up with Sirius who had kept talking about the endless possibilities of what they could do to Snape with said acquired products.

Of course.

Sirius was his friend. His friend, not an ethereal creature. Not an angel. And definitely off limits.

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