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𝑇𝐸𝐷.

Ted couldn’t help but laugh at the way Remus said ‘antihistamines’ - almost as if it was a different language. There were times when Ted found it difficult straddling two different cultures, but other times when it was just hilarious. “Oh, that’s cool,” Ted nodded. “Speaking of Lily, tough break on Head Boy, yeah? I really thought it was going to be you.” He wasn’t one to be fussed over the politics of student leadership, but even he had to admit James Potter was an odd choice. Ted knew better than to think he would have ever gotten the title, but he thought for sure it would have been someone from the pool of 7th-year prefects.

remus nodded his head as ted brought up james as head boy. when he first got the news, of course a small part of him had been shocked when he wasn’t chosen, but now he was thankful, with the stress of seventh year and his furry little problem would have made him incredibly nervous the whole duration of the school year if he was appointed head boy. “yeah, it certainly was unexpected,” he said with a laugh. “but james is good, he’s done well so far.”

#( ted tonks. )#i literally cant wrap my head #around the fact that remus is literally talking to his father in law #i h8 that

𝑆𝐼𝑅𝐼𝑈𝑆‌.

Though Sirius had planted himself on the floor in front of Remus, as sort of a shield from the impact of the rest of the Common Room, he quickly found he regretted that decision for two reasons. The first was that he had run out of cigarettes that he kept in his robes and was unable to get up and get them; the second reason was his definite miscalculation of how disappointed a certain Remus Lupin would be in him.

“First of all, he’s fine.” Sirius muttered, his voice quiet, like the whimper of a dog that had been scolded. But then a scowl seemed to form back on his face as the retort he bit back came out at full force. “And you don’t think I know that? One of the things he called me was reckless, so I’m sure you and Reg could have countless hours of conversation about just how careless Sirius is and how he really needs to think!”

Sirius at least had the grace to look ashamed of himself, hanging his head then looking up at Remus in apology. “I’m sorry. It’s not your fault, you’re trying to help, I just-” A sigh cut off the rest of his words and his hands went to his face in frustration. And, when he spoke again, his voice had a pained note to it, one that Sirius Black normally lacked. “I fucked up. I know I fucked up. Reg’s already made that clear, as has McGonagall, and I don’t know what to do. Remus.”

Not Moony, not Mr. Prefect – Remus. That’s how Sirius’s emotions could be measured, by nicknames or lack thereof. He was in pain, he’d made a mess of things as usual and couldn’t all together make this easy and happy and whole again. And a bit of him knew that Regulus and Remus were right. He was reckless. It caused him to be stupid and selfish and have a definite lack of thought to his actions. It made him a hazard to those around him.

remus looked down at his friend, his eyes soft despite the tone sirius had with him. he knew that he wasn’t irritated with him personally, he was just irritated at the whole situation. he was used to sirius, or anyone really, letting out all of their feelings and sometimes anger out on him. he never minded it, being the person that people go to when they had a problem.

once he spoke once more, it was hard for remus to not tell how hurt sirius was, and he felt something in his chest that ached for sirius in the situation, and all he wanted to do was to make things better, to take the hurt away from his friend. remus may have had a little lycanthropy issue, but at least he always had a supportive family. but sirius didn’t, and he had always felt bad for sirius. although sirius was one of the strongest people he had ever met and the marauders were basically his family, he knew not having the family he deserved took a toll on him.

he stood, rising from his chair to go down on the floor next to sirius. he folded in his long legs, resting his forearms on his knees. any concern for the essay he had to write or for the upcoming full moon was completely gone, although his exhaustion was written all across his face. but remus had always been the person to focus on others’ problems instead of facing his own.

he offered sirius a small smile once more, his features remaining soft. “well for one, i wouldn’t go around hexing people in the great hall,” he said with a soft laugh, trying to keep his tone light but as he continued, it became a bit more serious than before. “but maybe start with apologizing. your brother loves you, sirius, and i’m sure he would at least give you that,” he offered, his hand reaching out to squeeze sirius’s as a way to reassure him.

#( sirius black. )#pictured above: remus literally just wanting sirius to be happy

𝐽𝐴𝑀𝐸𝑆.

Their topic of choice should have no place so soon after such tragic news arose. Yet, James couldn’t help it but feel obliged to continue, a bit stubbornly perhaps, but choosing to lighten to mood even when it felt so wrong was a pivotal part of his nature. He shook off the anger, pushed it back into his heart to dwell on it later and presented a smiling, seemingly undisturbed face for the world to see. ‘Do I need to try to get you drunk? You make it sound like you aren’t always the first one to try it on your own.’ Although, trying to outdrink Remus was most often pointless, but that remained unvoiced for the time being. ‘And then you never say no to another pint.’

“well, i’m sure it’s the influence of you and sirius that makes me want to try and keep going,” he said with a small chuckle as he replied to james. the news was still in the back of his head, so it was hard for him to keep a smiling face up, and he was sure james felt the same way. he turned his cup of pumpkin juice in front of him with his hand, deep in thought and not exactly knowing what else to say. the news of the events still in his mind, and it was heavy. “so,” he said, taking a deep breath as he got out of his trance. “how are you feeling with the whole...” remus trailed off, knowing james would know what he was talking about without him going too far into it.

#( james potter. )#hi ignore the cigarette pls & thx

𝐹𝑅𝐴𝑁𝐾.

Frank collapsed into a tired heap up against one of the greenhouses, his hands caked in a layer of mud and his old pair of earmuffs discarded carelessly by his side. He always offered to help re-pot the mandrakes before they’re ready to be used as a teaching aid for the second years, and every year - without fail - he was taken up on it. Sighing softly, he watched the clouds inch through the sky, briefly considering just spending the rest of his life in that spot. Peaceful. Away from all that made anxiety claw at the pit of his stomach. It was a good thought.

One that was quickly interrupted by the crunching footfalls of another student as they approached, crushing Autumn leaves under their tread. “Is it time for class already?”

herbology had always been an easy class for remus, earning top marks throughout his whole career at hogwarts. so for his last year, he wanted to keep it in his schedule just so he could have a break from all the other classes. textbook in hand, he approached the greenhouses, not expecting to see a lying frank longbottom. “i’m afraid so, frank,” he said with a soft laugh as he stopped near him, offering his hand just in case he needed help up.

#( frank longbottom. )

𝑆𝐼𝑅𝐼𝑈𝑆.

It had been a long walk up from McGonagall’s office. After the whole ‘Regulus fiasco’, Sirius had been quickly apprehended by his Head of House. She’d sat down at her desk and he’d filed in, a mixture of anger and dejection lingering on his face. She’d reminded him that firstly, magic was forbidden in the corridors, including the Great Hall (“A lesson I would have thought you’d learn by now, Black.”); secondly, he should never have made a public scene (“I thought Gryffindor would have meant more to you. There’s a difference between bravery and idiocy.”); thirdly, she’d just sighed (“I know that you’ve been through a lot, Black, but that gives you no right to harass any other student – I don’t care the circumstances!”) After the lecture, he’d been given three nights’ detention and fifteen points had been taken from Gryffindor.

So, when he arrived in the Gryffindor Common Room, his mind was racing with many negative emotions (If he could have slammed the portrait hole closed, he would have). Like a dog being called, his head whipped around at the sound of Remus’s voice. Sirus walked towards him before situating himself on the floor in front of the empty chair next to Remus. His words came out quickly, hoping to dull the shock of them – and hopefully to keep Remus from making a horrified expression. “Well, I went over and had a bit of a shouting match with Regulus. Said lots of terrible things. Went a bit too far. Jinxed him. Then got three days detention and fifteen points taken away. So, really, it’s been rather uneventful.”

after being friends with sirius for so long, he never really knew what he was going to do. but whatever scenario he had in his head quickly disappeared as sirius began to speak, describing what happened. “oh, for fuck’s sake, sirius.” he breathed out instantly, dropping the quill onto the desk and rubbing his face with one of his hands. remus didn’t know exactly what to say as he finished, so he just leaned forward, looking down at sirius sitting in front of him. he was already exhausted, trying his best to hide it, but as the years went on, he was sure having sirius black as his friend was going to cause him to have grey hair by the time they graduate.

“sirius, i understand that there’s a lot going on, here and in the outside world,” he started, his voice gentle as he spoke to sirius, “but you can’t going around hexing people, let alone your own brother.” he rested his cheek in his hand, trying to think of what else to say to his friend, but his mind wasn’t putting things together like it normally did, thanks to the looming full moon. “you just need to think before you do, pads,” he stated with a small smile.

#( sirius black. )

𝐸𝑀𝑀𝐴.

𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐄𝐌𝐌𝐀.

𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐀𝐋𝐋 emma could do to hide the wave of relief that washed over her. she leapt to her feet, barely sparing the third year a second glance. “ —— well, that sounds important. you’d better bring me to him. ” a little stilted, perhaps, but emma never claimed to be a good liar. as soon as they were around the corner from the third year, emma closed her eyes in gratitude, exhaling through her nose. “ —— MERLIN, i can’t thank you enough. ”

remus nodded as they began to walk away from the third year. of course he felt bad, but emma definitely was in need of being rescued from the third year, and he didn’t necessarily feel like having to console anyone in that moment. “no need,” remus said with a laugh, waving his hand. “you looked like you needed some help, but the poor kid.” he didn’t look back in the direction they came from, but he was sure the third year would get over whatever it was soon enough.

#( emma vanity. )

𝑇𝐸𝐷.

“Muggles have these things called antihistamines that help with that. I had my mum post me some the second week of school that year. I’ve got a stash in my trunk if you ever need them,” Ted offered. Despite all the magic at their disposal, sometimes there was nothing quite like muggle medicine. He hoped to become a healer someday, and wanted to use every tool he could. “How was your summer, by the way? Sirius was telling me all about his motorbike at the party. He manage to rope you into a ride?”

“you know, sometimes muggles really are ahead of us, and anyone who says differently will certainly have allergies while the rest of us use these antihistamines,” he repeated the word carefully, trying to pronounce it correctly. “summer was good. spent most of it with my parents, and then lily came to visit for a bit.” lily staying with him certainly wasn’t a visit, but he wasn’t sure if she’d want people to know she stayed with him because of her circumstances. “but no, i luckily haven’t been on the back of that bike just yet.”

#( ted tonks. )

𝐿𝐼𝐿𝑌.

he knew what she was after, and as always, remus lupin had humored her. lily wasn’t sure what reaction he’d expected from her, really, but she had to assume the soft punch to his shoulder and the big eyes she’d turned on him weren’t particularly surprising —— she knew he’d liked sirius, but she hadn’t expected them to actually kiss. ever. remus lupin might be great at a lot of things, but when it came to going after what he wanted he was as slow as a slug. ‘ oh, piss off —— that seems plenty entertaining. ‘ the last drag was pulled from her cigarette before she threw it off the edge, hand moving to bring the cake to her mouth instead. ‘ please, for the sake of merlin’s polka-dot underwear, tell me you didn’t do something dumb afterwards, remus. bloke finally kissed you, i expect you to tell me you’ll be living blissfully in sin after we graduate. ‘

a rush of heat went to his cheeks, making his cheeks a slight pink, as he thought about the kiss again. but he was grateful that it was dark and he hoped that lily couldn’t tell with the little light they had. he let out a laugh, shaking his head. “i mean, i did do something kinda stupid, but i did fix it, if that’s any consolation.” he added at the end, hoping that would be enough to suffice, but he was expecting at least an eye roll from lily. sirius and him had somewhat come to a conclusion on what they were, but remus was remus, so who knows where it would go. “but i don’t think we’re quite at the living in sin part.”

#( lily evans. )

closed starter for @siriusmistakes

with the full moon coming up, remus had thrown himself into his studies, distracting him momentarily by how awful he felt. the defense against the dark arts essay in front of him had barely a paragraph, but he just couldn’t focus on the history of erklings and the spells used to jinx them. he sat back in his chair, sighing and rubbing his face. the days leading up to the full moon were the ones where remus struggled most to put on a brave face and pretend everything was fine. he sighed once more, leaning forward and reaching for his quill; he could at least try to do a paragraph. he reached for the ink, looking down at the parchment in front of him. eyes down on the paper, he heard sirius walk into the dorms before seeing him, and he instantly knew that something had happened, the news of his argument with regulus not yet making it to the dorms. “what happened now?” remus asked, his tone careful and curious what happened.

#( sirius black. )#hi accept me & this trash starter #pls & thx

𝐸𝑀𝑀𝐴.

𝐄𝐌𝐌𝐀 𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐖 how to do a lot of things. she knew how to curtsey and how to walk down a staircase with posture straight as a pin. she knew how to perform a flawless d’orazio dive and steal the quaffle from the opposing team. what she didn’t know how to do, however, was how to comfort a sobbing thirteen year old girl who had just gone through her first breakup, to which emma, unfortunately, had borne witness. “ —— when you think about it, it’s really not THAT big of a deal. you’ll probably go through several more breakups before you settle down with someone, ” she pointed out logically, which only caused the third year to cry even harder. emma winced, glancing with wide eyes towards the only other person in the vicinity in a silent plea for help.

fortunately, remus never had to go through a breakup, so he couldn’t relate to the crying girl that emma was consoling as he walked up. but he could tell that emma was crying out for help, and he offered her a small smile. “emma!” he called out as if he had just seen her as he came jogging up, pretending to be in an emergency. “goodness, i finally found you,” he started. “slughorn’s been looking for you for ages, he says that he has some major slytherin business that he needs to go over with you.” it was a lame excuse, and he didn’t really know what else he could offer to get her away from the third year.

#( emma vanity. )#wow idk what this is

𝑆𝐼𝑅𝐼𝑈𝑆.

At his questions, Sirius felt himself calm down a bit. It was as if this was going somewhere and wasn’t going to turn out to be a big embarrassment that made he and Remus unable to look at each other for a month. Which was definitely a positive, the negative was –

“Oh God, we have to figure something out though, because James.” Sirius could only imagine the look on his best friend’s face if he found out by some other force of nature – a nosy little witch named Rita – and he didn’t like the sound of that. “He’s a bit like a mother hen, and Lord, he’d murder me for,” Sirius’s voice shifted into one more reminiscent of Mrs. Potter than her son, “‘Corrupting his virtue.’”

But then he was laughing. Standing in a broom cupboard with his best friend who he’d just told he had feelings for, and was laughing so hard he was crying. Classic Sirius.

But that’s what seemed to shake the awkwardness off Sirius, the fact that he was still making fun of James, and they weren’t in this awkward state of limbo, because it was still just them. Moony and Padfoot, like old times, just with a few… tweaks.

Sirius looked up at Remus, a goofy yet confident smile that he always seemed to wear and finally nodded in answer to his original question. “That’s what we do. We make it work,” He shrugged like it was casual, like this happened everyday. Just another thing they had to figure out. “You and me. It’s easy, it’s simple. It’s us.” That smile lit up his face again, though a chuckle still escaped his lips at the thought of the reactions of two of their closest friends.

sirius’s laughter was contagious, as it usually was, so remus himself began laughing softly as well. remus was a bit more calm than he was in the previous moments, feeling as if it would be alright. the two of them just admitted something that was sort of a big deal, at least for remus, but they were still able to laugh like they normally would, as friends. he supposed that was his biggest fear out of everything. rejection he could handle and get over, but if he were to lose sirius because of it not going the way he wanted to? it would be awful for remus.

“james wouldn’t speak to us for weeks,” he said lightly, a hint of a laugh still present. remus talked to lily about it, as he normally would, but telling james would be different. but they had to. james and peter, the two of them were their best friends, so of course they would have to do it. if they found out through some other means, remus would feel so guilty.

remus nodded as he listened to sirius answer him. remus didn’t really know how to go about this, whatever it was, and a small part of him hated not knowing, but sirius was right. they would make it work, just like they had been doing. remus never thought he could tell anyone about being a werewolf but his friends showed him that it was possible, and it felt like this situation was going to have to be like that; he just had to trust it would work out. “easy. it’ll work out,” remus repeated, more for himself than anything as he looked at sirius. “we just have to tell james and peter, which might not be as easy,” he added as an attempt at a joke.

#( sirius black. )#we love two ( 2 ) nerds

𝑆𝐼𝑅𝐼𝑈𝑆.

Stupid, stupid, stupid. Sirius mentally cursed himself into oblivion.. Of all the bloody things to say, ‘Good to know’? He was so wrapped up in his own thoughts of stupidity that he barely had time to register the disappointment on Remus’s face. Barely.

It was in an instant that he moved – he didn’t want to actually block Remus from being able to get out, but what choice did he have? If this was how they left things, how the hell were they supposed to go on? Not to mention that this wasn’t how the conversation was suppose to go. He wasn’t supposed to not say anything and turn into the biggest Grade-A asshole and mess everything up. He was supposed to – He didn’t know exactly what he was supposed to do, but he knew for a fact it wasn’t this. Supposed to , supposed to, supposed to.

“Wait,” his voice was desperate, almost begging Remus to stay, “Just a second, I just-” But the words weren’t coming out the right way. Voice seemed to be gone and nothing he was saying had any substance to it, just a chatter of words all strung together. But he’d gotten Remus’s attention, if that counted for something.

He ran his hand through his hair, looking anywhere except at Remus, though when he spoke, slowly, that’s who he was addressing. He ran through the words in his head, trying to plan out what it was he wanted to say so something like ‘Good to know” didn’t slip out again. He never had this much trouble getting out words, let alone around one of his best friends. “Moony.” His voice cracked on the word, so he tried again, “Moony, I don’t know what I’m supposed to say, but I never know what I’m supposed to say so nothing’s really any different. Except this. This is different.” Wow, Sirius, way to point out the obvious. He took a deep breath. “I don’t know where this is even supposed to go or what this means for us or how this is supposed to work, but, y’know. It’s something. And what’s life without a little risk?”

remus stopped as sirius stepped in front of him. at least sirius was trying to keep him there instead of letting him leave. remus wanted them to be able to come to some sort of decision for whatever was going on between them. he wasn’t sure what he wanted the outcome to be, but of course he still wanted sirius; he was just scared to admit it still. despite the fact that he already basically told him. he was still nervous, standing there facing sirius.

his hands went into his pockets, not knowing what to do with them. he shifted from one leg to the other as sirius spoke, and for once it seemed that sirius black was almost unsure of himself. remus was just too awkward and inexperienced in any type of relationship, and it wasn’t like any of his friends had modeled it, so he was just as clueless as sirius was, even though he had experience in other types of relationships. remus knew that everyone else was in class based on the fact that there was no more noise or conversations going on outside of the small cupboard. but charms could wait for now. he only used it as an excuse because he just thought that sirius was trying to let him down easy.

the voice crack got remus, and he looked down at sirius with soft eyes. sirius black seemed just as nervous as he was, something that remus thought would never happen in his lifetime. as he spoke, remus could be seen actually relaxing, he didn’t realize the stress was manifesting physically. his shoulders went down from being raised slightly, and a genuine smile spread across his features as he looked at sirius.

“well, i mean. we can figure it out, right?” he stated, though it sounded more like a question. his voice sounded happier than it did before, but his nerves were still present. “see how it goes from here and go with it?”

#( sirius black. )#we love sirius okay #but also idk what this is #pls love me #also did u really have to use ' whats life without a lil risk '

𝑀𝐴𝑅𝑌.

Being in the spotlight would definitely appeal to Sirius, if he knew they were all talking about him. Mary had to thank him, after all – these sudden opportunities and drugs were all thanks to him, good and, mostly, bad. Confused as to why he’d laugh, Mary forced herself to smile softly. The edges of her lips visibly resisted the urge to smile. “Are they really causing you that much trouble? You mustn’t be such a troublemaker yourself, Remus. Most problems start with us, don’t the?” Mary drew her brows together and instinctively watched him turn the pages, almost as if to focus on something, anything. “So you’re the much needed conscience and brain,” Mary eventually joked, well, not really, but it might’ve sounded like one. “Lily and I – she has always been the bright and witty one. I consider myself to be similar to Sirius.” She suddenly sighed after she’d convinced herself to tell him what she thought. “You all might be troublemakers, one more than the other, but you all have one another. Whenever I see all of you moving together I see one and the same person. If one is missing, then you are not whole. Sirius must be so glad to have all of you – after all this, you know, pain and trouble he had to go through.”

“they’re not as bad as i make them out to be. sometimes at least.” remus shook his head at her question, his smile never faltering. while the marauders were always up to some sort of hijinx and he tried his best to be their moral compass, remus was also a marauder, so of course he always played a role in it as well. did that mean he thought they never went overboard some days? absolutely not. in fact, it was quite the opposite, but remus would always be sure to get out of dodge before everything went to hell. “lily’s her own type of person, really,” he said with a smile. over the summer, he and lily had gotten closer than they ever had before, and besides the marauders, she was certainly one of his closest friends. his gaze shifted from the pages of the book to mary as she spoke about his friends, and she certainly was correct. the four of them were never really whole without the others, no matter the circumstances, and although they were a rowdy bunch at times, he wouldn’t trade them for anything at all. he nodded his head, remembering the time when sirius had moved into the potter’s home. “yeah. but we’re lucky to have him too. even though he can be a hellion sometimes.”

#( mary macdonald. )#pictured above: remus lupin being a total sap and loving his frineds #*friends

𝑃𝐸𝑇𝐸𝑅.

𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐰, 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑.

𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐀 solemn expression that did little to smother his laughter. “ —— patience, young grasshopper lupin. maybe someday you’ll reach my level of trickery. ” he stuffed the crumpled box of cards back into his pocket. “ —— yeah, good idea ! i should go tell mcgonagall i’ve finally figured out what i wanna do after hogwarts. she’ll be THRILLED. ”

“oh, i can only dream, wormtail.” remus teased peter, his eyes lighting up. he always enjoyed spending time with peter, who was just as goofy, if not more, than all their friends. “i’m sure she’d be proud of you. and if not, i’d write her a strongly worded letter about how she should be proud of her student, finally finding his calling.”

#( peter pettigrew. )

𝐼𝑆𝑆𝐴𝐶.

“Yes, Lupin, this is why I love you!” he said, grinning ear to ear. His Queen album, A Night At The Opera, was one of the pitiful few he kept on frequent rotation. It’d been expensive, but damn, was it worth it. Expensive, but an absolute masterwork, and he was in no position to complain. It’d gotten him through too many boring and gloomy days to count.

“Last I checked, nobody was hanging around the Slytherin common room. We might not have to be too sneaky about it today,” he said, hoping some of his housemates hadn’t reinhabited the common room since he’d left. “While we’re on the way, though, how’s seventh year treating you? Looks like you’re busy, mate.”

remus’s eyes lit up, already looking forward to being able to listen to the music with issac. it was their thing, and although he did enjoy it because he was with issac, it was something that reminded him of home, especially his mother. the letters from his parents were great, but listening to records would always just put him back in the living room at home, laughing and sometimes even dancing with his parents.

“well, if anyone says anything, i’ll say it’s official prefect business and they can take it up with mcgonagall and slughorn,” he chuckled lightly. if anyone did go to mcgonagall, he was sure she would cover for him maybe, and if not, she would probably just send them away for annoying her. “but yeah, seventh year’s been great so far. stressful, but great.”

#( issac rowle. )

𝐿𝑈𝐶𝐼𝑈𝑆‌.

Lucius scowled, drawing his gaze upwards to match Remus’s. They didn’t exactly have an antagonistic relationship, but there was a mutual dislike there – Lucius had never made it a secret what he thought about the Marauders. The last thing he needed was to be caught with a book of curses from the Restricted Section. But how to get rid of him?

He stood up and brushed himself off, sighing. “No, no – I’ll do my rounds,” he lied. But Lucius did not move; he sat, instead, on the table and placed his feet on the chair. “Though I doubt there’s much to be done on my end. Did you go through the whole castle?” Lucius clicked his tongue. “Always the hard-working one, aren’t you. Must be a pain, with the company you keep.”

remus folded his arms across his chest, and his face expressed how unamused he was. although remus was certainly one of the more tolerant and understanding marauders, it didn’t mean that he was going to put up with people like lucius, used to having to not lift a finger and disliking people just because they weren’t pure enough. even if remus didn’t have his furry little problem, he would still find the whole blood purity and beginnings of the war a load of bullshit.

sighing, remus fought the urge to roll his eyes at lucius as he stayed seated. “of course i did,” he replied, looking at lucius. “actually, it’s a pain when i have to do the jobs of other prefects while they sit on their arse and do absolutely nothing,” he stated with a sarcastic smile. while he never said it aloud, he was still shocked that lucius was still able to be prefect.

#( lucius malfoy. )#remus: a sassy king when he needs to be

𝑇𝐸𝐷.

The climb. Merlin, Ted could be in the best shape of his life, and it would still wind him… “Shame we can’t fly brooms in the castle, eh? It’d be much more convenient,” he said. He’d had the thought on more than one occasion, but that seemed more up the Marauders’ alley. “Doesn’t help that the room’s all dim and smoky. I fell asleep in class one time last term. Luckily, I managed to pass it off as a vision.” It had also been a week before the fainting spell in the Great Hall that had finally sent him home; he conveniently didn’t mention the part where his unconscious state was entirely outside his control.

“oh, merlin. i’d just rather walk, i’ve never been one for flying, if i’m being honest,” remus let out a laugh. while flying lessons first year were interesting to remus, he always felt somewhat queasy on the broom, so he was thankful that they only had to do flying lessons for a little bit. he shook his head, “oh, i know. when i first started taking it, i thought my allergies would never get over it. i mean, it has to be bad for us, all the dust up there too,” he laughed once more.

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