the beast howls in my veins

“The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven.” Remus Lupin | Sixth Year | Gryffindor. "Sometimes I’m terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it is it wants. The way it stops and starts.”

[anne--of-brittany]

You’re imagining things Remus…

[loooneymoony]

"Are you sure? You're not sick or anything?"

[anne--of-brittany]

Can’t sleep either…Of course I’m alright…why wouldn’t I be…

[loooneymoony]

"Well, you're looking away from anything but me."

[cresmyheartandhopetodie-deactiv]

"Give me a heart attack, why don’t you?! Warn a guy before you go stand in the corner of the room like a creeper in the middle of the night!"

[loooneymoony]

"Oh, sure. I'll just let you know all the time, from now on, where I'm standing just to please you, mate."

[cresmyheartandhopetodie-deactiv]

"You certainly can."

[loooneymoony]

"Seriously?"

[anne--of-brittany]

Uhm…you can’t sleep?

[loooneymoony]

"No. Not really. Why are you?" he paused to eye her before frowning. "Are you alright?"

[anne--of-brittany]

Remus?

[loooneymoony]

"Yes Lily?"

[the-onlysiriusblack]

"Moony?" He sits up in bed and squints.

[loooneymoony]

"Go back to sleep, Padfoot. I'm just looking at the window."

[loooneymoony]

[lanceselwyn]

"Fuck you," he snapped angrily. "Fuck you if you think for even a second that you have the right to use a name as pure as mine with disrespect, and then that you can criticize purebloods! We’re known for using our cleverness to our advantage, and why shouldn’t we?" Lance had unsheathed his wand from his pocket now, and was glaring murderously at the other boy. "I’m not ever going to help a half-blood.” he finished, taking on a tone of great disgust.

[loooneymoony]

"Then deal with bad marks, mate." He eyed the wand he pulled out with a scowl on his face. "What? Going to hex me because I speak the truth?"

[anne--of-brittany]

Not really, I can eat them alone and i’m fine. I don’t like them a lot though.

[loooneymoony]

"Those poor bananas don't get enough credit from you, Lils."

[ohthisphotoshoot]

[anne--of-brittany]

It look for it itself, I once ate one and was quite happy until i got sick and now every time I eat one of those I do.

[loooneymoony]

"Are you allergic to bananas?"

[anne--of-brittany]

They are evil, every time I eat one i get sick.

[loooneymoony]

"Well, maybe it's your attitude you have when you go to eat it."

"Maybe it knows you don't like it."

[anne--of-brittany]

Thanks. You should stay away from the banana ones either way though,

[loooneymoony]

"Lils, I like banana muffins. Why would I stay away from them?"

[lanceselwyn]

"Fucking hell!" Lance exclaimed, hand coming up to clasp at his already bleeding nose. "I don’t think that counts as a victory if I wasn’t even ready, moron," as Lance spoke the words, he desperately hoped Lupin wouldn’t take the opportunity to strike again, for if he was being honest with himself, the kid had a much stronger hit than he’d expected. "Is there strength potion or something in all that chocolate you eat?"

[loooneymoony]

"Ah, come on, Selwyn. Aren't Slytherins known for doing things behind others back? Just thought I might follow your example." He sighed then and crossed his arms, resisting the urge to punch the other boy again. "No, there isn't. Look, next time, just help more than you did."

[lanceselwyn]

"What?"

[loooneymoony]

"Thanks to me, we passed, prat. You're welcome."

[lanceselwyn]

"Funny. I’d heard you were the most of a pushover out of the Marauders, even including Pettigrew," Lance retorted snappishly, but sat down, nonetheless. 

"You can stop commenting on my arse now," he said, picking up a wand resting on the bench top he presumed to be Lupin’s, and giving the nasty plant a sharp poke.  "I think we both know who’d come out on top in a fight though. Be realistic, Lupin."

[loooneymoony]

"Why do you think they have such steady grades? It's because I make sure they actually get their work done." He pursed his lips.

"Don't flatter yourself, Selwyn," he sighed, shaking his head when he took up a wand. "That's not mine, by the way." He smiled then, a little dully. "Would you like to test that, mate?"