unwritten verse

[moonywithamood]

a moment of peace || r & j

flyingstag​:

“We are!” he shouted back, clearly equally excited. Watching Remus spin around made him laugh harder than normal. Moving to catch him and spin around gleefully like they were 11 again. “Never! Except an extra helping of discovery!” he clasped the other man by the elbows. James followed, setting their creation down before readjusting his glasses and lumbering over it. Looking almost like he had when they first started on drawing the map portion up. Even the vanishing ink bit was easier than figuring out how to track people where they went. “Yeah, yes! Of course. You didn’t feel anything, did you? Be honest.” James looked deadly serious for a second, before his stoic thin line became a brilliant grin again. “I didn’t, promise. I think we’ve got the means. All we have to do is map every single person in the school. Ghosts, Peeves, and Dumbledore included.” he stated, knowing it wouldn’t be an easy task by any means. “But I figure two wizards could cover more ground- more pairs of feet.” he gestured at the map, showcasing footprints behind their names according to where they’d been in the past few seconds.  “Okay so this is the charm, then you have to-” James continued explaining the advance magicks it took to complete the untraceable tracking hex he created. Remus would notice it used his own methods, as they had discussed so many times before.

“Will we need a list?” 

Remus didn’t understand why those very words excited him. Nerdy as it was, Remus did find a solace in being talented at school. He knew there wasn’t much in this life that he could control. Understood that the only thing he could do was seek to become a avid learner, and that in education he’d give himself the greatest chance. In between working a multitude of jobs he was exhausted- this was the only time he could actually relax and enjoy.

“Surely I can find my way to a list of every person that’s currently here- and if possible some that we may want to keep an eye on.” Remus’ brow furrowed for only a moment, sitting a little closer to the table as he watched James explain the magic behind it. In true honesty, James was a bit of a craftsman when it came to this stuff- a stroke of genius when mischief was involved. “That is brilliant, mate.” A teasing grin moved over his lips. “Finally grew into that big head of yours, huh?”

He figured they’d need more help, and there were only a few others he can think of. Lily would surely be busy- being a Mediwitch didn’t leave much room for this kind of stuff. 

“Sirius would surely be able to track some of these people?”

[moonywithamood]

a moment of peace || r & j

flyingstag​:

“Shush you.” James laughed, truly blissful in this moment and not even his corny humor could stop him. But it could make him smile, which is exactly what he was doing now. Grinning from ear to ear, his boyish smile letting the inner child shine through. “Only help I need is yours. Two heads are better than one- unless you have two brains- but you’d still need two heads for the second brain so, the statement still stands.” He graciously accepted it, calming down a little while taking in the scent of the steam. Humming in response to show his thanks, James pulled the chair out and sit his dancing rump down on it. Flattening their map again to take a once over, a gleefulness in his eyes at the two names. There was another reason James had wanted this to work that he didn’t tell Remus: to keep an eye out for when they needed to sneak him and themselves out on a full moon. “You tell me!” James beamed proudly, scrambling as his friend did to pick up the map and check the room. “… Yes! Haha! You did!” he lowered the raised parchment, revealing his laugh to show him. Handing it over before hurrying away to the other side of the room. “What about me! What about me!” he asked, unable to hide his ecstatic behavior. It was like being a first year all over again. Discovery and magic awaiting around every corner.

“Oh come on- that’s... brilliant!” He adjusted his jumper, briefly spinning as he glanced towards the map. “You moved!” He took a deep breath in, childlike joy spreading- it was almost painful, like his face was being stretched out. Remus didn’t think his cheeks had gotten such a workout in a number of months. “Oh- you are... some mind, mate. How’d you do it? Ya didn’t put anything in my tea, did you?”

He raked a hand through his wavy hair before descending down onto the side chair, moving the items of the table aside and providing space for the map to be placed down. 

“And you charmed it so it’s untraceable, right? We wouldn’t want the wrong types of people getting their hands on this.” Remus could barely sit on his bottom. He wriggled about as he scooted over, giving enough space for James. “Well then? Show us how you did it, you brilliant git.” 

[blackmarlene]

patronus

Professor: okay this is easy, just pick one of your happiest moments

Remus: my what now

[moonywithamood]

a moment of peace || r & j

flyingstag​:

“Moony!” James shouted, bursting inside the room with the energy of several First Years hopped up on candy trolley sweets. Needless to say that Remus could handle this kind of energy, though which source he’d learned such a skill was still a mystery (it was James and Sirius). The quidditch player hopped from one foot to the other excitedly, his hands wringing the boy’s shoulders, showing a side he’d never let Lily Evans see, for fear of her being abhorred by it.  “I’ve think I’ve cracked it!” he slapped down a roll of parchment, about to continue before he noticed the mug of cocoa. James took a moment, his brow furrowed in reaction the the steaming brew. “Where’s mine?” Tossing up a hand to wave his own question away, he moved to unfurl the roll, it expanded out and across the table. A feat that would impress Remus, if he wasn’t the co-conspirator of the strange map of their school. James was giddy with delight, showing an interest he never seemed to have during lessons. His bizarre intellect for Transfiguration and Charms only rearing its brilliant head whenever the topic scratched an itch the seeker had. “Look. Look!” he beamed excitedly, pointing as it showed two names- Remus Lupin and James Potter. In the same room. They’ve finally had a breakthrough.

His tea had very much settled and though some still splattered onto his shirt, Remus would admittedly say he was pretty proud of himself for keeping most of his drink inside of the vessel. His eyes glanced over, a smile breaking over his lips at James’ excitement. It was hard to deny the excitement of the situation, to push down one’s feelings and the natural reaction of reverting back to a childlike disposition. 

“Cracked it? I’ve been saying that for a long time, James.” He was smirking now, carefully placing down his mug onto the coaster. It had been a busy break- one without much time to spend time with his friends, and Remus would be lying if he said he didn’t miss having even the tiniest bit of reprieve. “I’m glad you’re finally getting the help you need.” 

He’d reached under the table, passing another fresh brew towards his friend. The map, of course, first started out as a late night idea after far too many firewhiskeys. Sirius always had the habit of walking off after a few beverages, and it was always much better to be able to track each other. 

“Is that us?” His eyes widened, excitement filling them. James (as much as he didn’t want to admit- a strange feat in itself- was talented at Transfiguration and Charms) had cracked it. And it was impressive to say the least. He jumped up and ran across the room briskly. 

“Did I move?!”

[moonywithamood]

a moment of peace ||

Remus hadn’t had so much of a goodbye as many others. In fact (or so he convinced himself) it was not necessary for him to waste time on getting on the Hogwarts express. The boy simply deemed it unnecessary and found that he’d rather get his shit in order rather than stare at the countryside for a while. He figured the prefect meetings would be the same as usual and most of the discussions directly correlated to his best mates and the different hijinks that they got up to. 

The coffee in the mug was warm, his hands wrapped around it decisively, enjoying the warming effect it had on his palms.  Don’t get him wrong- Remus was excited. In fact, he found himself fixing the loose collar of his woolly jumper with a joyful skip of his heartbeat. But between working a plethora of summer jobs and trying to manage a grumpy landlord he knew that a moment of silence would do him much good.  His forward thinking was great, although as he settled and heard the sound of footsteps rushing through the hallways, he knew that his time management was, well, otherwise.   

Remus sat up, hair a little lopsided as he glanced up from in front of the fire. He comfortably lowered his book, eyes barely glancing up.  

“…ah. Peace and quiet.”

[ptersparkers]

[moonywithamood]

all about me

REMUS JOHN LUPIN

THE AESTHETIC:

old books, smell of sea water, crisp nights, cigarette smoke, stained clothes, looks across the room, smell of fireworks and candles blown out, libraries and the smoothness of chess pieces, ground cinnamon and wildflowers. 

GENERAL KNOWLEDGE:

 Gryffindor Prefect

is not close to his family, there has always been tension ever since they realised that his... condition could not be cured

moved out of home at 17- lives in a small apartment when not at hogwarts

stays mostly to himself, but can deliver a funny quip here or there

is always conveniently the first prefect on the scene when sirius and james are involved

vocal about quidditch, but does not play 

is privy to a night swim or two, often roaming the hallways and going for walks in the evening

clever; always competing with the ravenclaws/lily evans for the top marks in class

PRIVATE KNOWLEDGE

INFJ

werewolf, only known to marauders and close friends (lily, marlene)

AMBITIONS: would like to ministry role (doesn’t know if it’s his true ambition or to appease his father) FEARS: to be kicked out of school, not being able to achieve his goals because of his condition, losing his friends due to prior prejudices INSECURITIES: being a werewolf, coming on too ‘strong’, prejudices before even being known AMORENTIA: the smell of wildflowers, lake water and seaweed. 

THE SOUNDTRACK

WITH A LITTLE HELP FROM MY FRIENDS - THE BEATLES

MORE THAN A FEELING - BOSTON 

THE CHAIN - FLEETWOOD MAC

TELL ME SOMETHING GOOD - RUFUS