The First Order of the Phoenix, a marauders era fanfic by normalcy
Summary: Voldemort has already begun the Dark Rebellion. This is the story of the anti-rebellion, and all the people who were willing to lay down their lives to defy Voldemort. It’s the rise and fall of the first and original Order of the Phoenix, beginning in 1977 with the Marauders’ final year at Hogwarts. Warning: Contains overtly political themes and grapples with dark issues.
excerpt from chapter 3: sirius
“You know, this would go faster if you’d help,” James said, as he unloaded his clothes from his trunk to his dresser. He dropped a trail of clothes along the way.
“Don’t want to,” Sirius said, pulling a lighter out of his pocket. “Are the rest of you unpacked?”
“We all hung out in Moony’s room and he unpacked first. Now we’re here,” Peter explained.
“Sounds codependent,” Sirius said, exhaling through his nose. “Ahh,” he breathed, leaning back in the chair. “It’s been so long. You have no idea how many cigarettes I had to smoke over the summer.”
“I do,” James said, shaking his head disapprovingly. “Almost a pack a day.”
“You let him smoke a pack a day?” Remus asked, frowning. “
Let him?” James asked incredulously, as Sirius laughed good-naturedly. “Padfoot barely even listens to me at Quidditch practice. He’s on a slow march towards death, and there’s nothing any of us can do about it.”
“Aw, you sound like you’ve given up on me,” Sirius said playfully. “Moony’s given up on me for years, and now you? I’m heartbroken.”
“No, I’ve tried,” Remus said, sounding quite serious. “Unfortunately, you keep worming your way back.”
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