#fuckjkr

[ainorthecrow]

"I still wish for you at 11:11." And it's James Potter wishing for Regulus EVERY SINGLE DAY after they broke up, not knowing the boy he is wishing for is actually dead.

[theonottlvr]

Splintered ⋆

Pairing: Theo Nott X Fem! Character 

Masterlist

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 : Jules spent years hating Theodore Nott. He was cruel, arrogant, and always knew exactly how to get under her skin. But in fifth year, everything changes when the two agree to a fake dating arrangement to make certain people jealous. What starts as teasing and stolen glances slowly turns into late-night conversations, lingering touches, and feelings neither of them were supposed to catch. Theodore becomes Jules’ escape from the pressure, expectations, and loneliness that follow her everywhere. But some people are destined to destroy each other no matter how hard they try to hold on.

warnings/tags: 18+ content (read responsibly!) fake dating trope, enemies to lovers , swearing, emotional constipation, sexual tension/ suggestive banter + character "glowup" & kissing.

word count: 2k

Trigger warnings will be placed before chapters when necessary.

Please read responsibly ♡

notes: This is like the 5th time I’ve tried to post this praying it goes through this time but Finally making a tag list so if you wanted be add comment so I can add you!! Leaving off this chapter here for now please don't hate me lolll im already finishing up the next chapter stay tuned!!

Jules  folded her arms, narrowing her eyes at Theo lounging in his chair like he hadn't just been caught snogging some random Hufflepuff in the middle of the common room.

"I'm not staring, you idiot," she said flatly, even though her cheeks still burned. "But seriously — if you're gonna be snogging a girl mid–common room, don't be surprised when you're interrupted."

Theo gave a lazy grin, like he lived to get under her skin. "You seemed very interested, Greengrass. Could've joined in if you wanted."

"In your dreams, Nott."

He laughed softly, standing and stretching. "So. Have you thought about my offer? Tonight would be perfect to start it, just saying."

Juliet frowned. "You mean your ridiculous suggestion ?"

He shrugged, taking a step closer. "You said it yourself — you can't stand seeing Diggory and Chang together. And I can't stand Daphne parading round with that Prucey git. We might as well make them a little uncomfortable, yeah?"

Juliet huffed, crossing her arms tighter. "I'm not fake-flirting with you, Theo."

"Oh, come on. We'll flirt a bit, have a laugh, give people something to talk about. "

"You're such a tosser."

"Maybe," he said, smirking. "But I'm a tosser with a plan."

She hesitated. Merlin help her, part of her actually wanted to say yes.

"Fine," she said finally, glaring at him. "But we're setting rules. Clear ones."

Theo arched a brow. "Rules?"

"Yes. We don't get attached. No real feelings, no jealous fits, no actual snogging unless it's for show."

Theo smiled, clearly amused by her so-called rules.

"Alright then," he said, crossing his arms. "I'm listening."

Juliet blinked, half expecting him to roll his eyes and drop the whole thing. "I'm serious on the snogging part Nott."

Theo actually laughed, loud and disbelieving. "You're so oblivious."

"Why are you laughing? I'm being serious, you idiot." Her tone was so flat he stopped mid-chuckle.

"You've got to be joking," he said again, staring at her like she'd gone mad. "How are we meant to fake-date if I'm not allowed to kiss you?"

"You can— I don't know — put your arm round me, look at me like you adore me or whatever. Just no kissing. I don't go around snogging anyone for the sake of it." She avoided his eyes, pretending to fuss with a quill on the table.

Theo tilted his head, a smirk tugging at his mouth. "Don't tell me you've only ever kissed Diggory, Greengrass. Merlin's beard, you're more innocent than I thought."

Juliet's eyes snapped up, cheeks flushing. "That's none of your bloody business."

He laughed quietly, clearly enjoying how flustered she'd become. "Relax, princess. I'm only teasing."

"Add that to the list," she muttered. "No calling me princess either."

Theo grinned wider. "You're making an awful lot of rules for someone who's pretending not to care."

"I just don't want you getting the wrong idea."

He leaned back against the wall, eyes glinting. "These rules are starting to sound more for you than me, Greengrass."

Juliet glared at him, but her lips twitched like she was fighting a smile. "Keep talking, Nott, and I'll add no smug gits allowed to the list as well."

"I was only trying to help," he said with mock innocence, hands raised. "Alright then — no kissing, no pet names, no catching feelings. Anything else, Commander?"

She rolled her eyes. "Yes.  no holding hands unless we have to, and absolutely no telling Pansy — she'll make it a whole thing."

Theo nodded thoughtfully. "Right. Got it. So basically, I'm to flirt with you in public, keep my hands to myself, Easy."

"Merlin, you're insufferable," she said, snatching her bag off the chair.

He just smiled, watching her head for the door. "See you tonight, then?"

"Don't be late, Nott," Juliet said, slinging her bag over her shoulder.

Theo's smirk deepened. "I wouldn't miss it for anything, princess. I'll see you later."

He blew her a kiss before strolling off down the corridor, still chuckling to himself.

Juliet rolled her eyes, but she couldn't fight the small, traitorous smile tugging at her lips.

"Bloody idiot," she muttered — though she wasn't quite sure if she meant him or herself.

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Juliet stood in front of the mirror in her dorm, muttering a charm to curl the ends of her hair. Her heart thudded annoyingly fast. It wasn't for Theo, obviously — it was because she knew Cedric and Cho would be there. She had to look good. Effortlessly good.

She rummaged through her wardrobe until she found it — a black fitted body suit that hugged her waist and jeans that flared just slightly at the hem. Paired with her black small heels that she stole from Astorias wardrobe , it looked perfect. She smirked at her reflection. "You're gonna be fine, Jules," she whispered. "You'll flirt with Nott a bit, look unbothered, and show everyone you're over Diggory how hard could that be."

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The Gryffindor common room was already buzzing when she and Pansy arrived. Fairy lights flickered across the ceiling, bottles of Firewhisky lined the tables

"Bloody hell, props to the Weasleys ," Pansy muttered, already eyeing the drinks.

Juliet spotted Theo across the room — sleeves rolled up, grin in place, chatting with Blaise and Draco Malfoy like he owned the place. He caught her eye immediately.

Of course he did.

She looked away quickly, heading for the drinks table, but he was beside her within seconds.

"You clean up nice, Greengrass."

She smirked. "Don't start."

"Not starting. Just appreciating the view."

"Merlin's sake, you're insufferable."

"Funny. You didn't think so when you agreed to flirt with me tonight."

Before she could respond, her breath caught — Cho Chang and Cedric Diggory had just stepped through the portrait hole, fingers intertwined, looking disgustingly perfect together.

Juliet froze. The sound of laughter and chatter around her dulled, fading into a low hum. All she could see was them.

Theo followed her gaze, and for a moment he didn't say anything. His smirk softened into something almost — almost — sympathetic. It was like watching a puppy watch another puppy get adopted.

Without a word, he shifted closer, his hand finding her waist. The warmth of his touch startled her.

"Let's get you a drink, yeah?" he murmured against her ear, low enough that only she could hear.

Juliet blinked, forcing herself to look away from Cedric and Cho. "Yeah," she said quietly, clearing her throat. "Yeah, alright."

Theo guided her toward the drinks table, his hand still resting lightly on her hip — protective, possessive, or maybe just for show. She wasn't sure, but she didn't push him away either.

Theo handed her a cup of Firewhisky, leaning casually against the table. "There we are, Greengrass. Strong enough to burn away your heartbreak."

Juliet rolled her eyes, taking a sip — and instantly coughing. "Merlin's beard, Theo, are you trying to kill me?"

He grinned. "If that's what it takes to make you loosen up, then maybe."

"you're real funny" she muttered, wiping her mouth

"Go on then, smile," Theo teased. "If we're meant to be convincing, you can't look like you're about to hex me."

She gave him a tight-lipped grin. "Better?"

"Not quite. Try again."

Juliet sighed, but when she looked up at him — really looked — he was already watching her, eyes glinting in the low firelight. Something in her chest fluttered annoyingly.

"You're staring," she said, taking another sip.

He smirked. "Maybe I am. Good for the act, isn't it?"

"Sure," she said, voice quieter than she meant.

Across the room, Cedric's laugh carried above the music. Juliet stiffened, catching sight of him with Cho — his hand resting low on her back, the way it used to rest on hers.

Theo noticed immediately. "Right," he said, downing the rest of his drink. "Time to give them a show."

Before she could ask what he meant, Theo slid an arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer. Juliet tensed on instinct, but his voice was smooth when he spoke, loud enough for the people nearby — and for Cedric — to hear.

"Did I tell you you look gorgeous tonight?" he said easily.

Juliet blinked, caught off guard by the sudden shift in tone. "You're laying it on a bit thick, Nott."

"That's the point, isn't it?"

She scoffed but played along, tilting her head up with a smirk. "Well, at least pick your compliments better. You sound like every other bloke at this school."

Theo grinned. "And yet, you're still standing here talking to me. Must be doing something right."

She was about to retort when Fred jumped up on a chair and shouted, "Alright, everyone! You know what time it is—SPIN THE BLOODY BOTTLE!"

A chorus of cheers and groans filled the room. Hermione muttered something about "juvenile nonsense" before being dragged into the circle by Ginny.

Juliet laughed, shaking her head. "You've got to be kidding."

Theo nudged her lightly. "Come on, Greengrass. Perfect opportunity."

They sat across from each other on the carpet, surrounded by students from every house — laughter, music, Fire whisky, and the kind of reckless energy that always came with Hogwarts parties.

Juliet could feel Cedric's eyes on her from across the room, Cho tucked against his arm. Good, she thought. Let him look.

Theo gave the bottle a lazy spin, the glass clinking against the floorboards as it turned — once, twice, then slowing... until it landed right between them.

The circle erupted with cheers. Fred shouted, "Go on, Nott, don't be shy!" while Pansy whistled dramatically.

Juliet groaned under her breath. "Oh, for Merlin's sake."

Theo leaned in, that infuriating grin back on his face. "You sure you don't want to add another rule?"

"Shut up and Kiss me" she muttered, but there was a hint of a smile on her lips.

He leaned in slowly, his usual smugness replaced by something softer — teasing, but charged. When his lips brushed hers, the room fell away for half a second.

Cheers exploded around them — wolf whistles, laughter, Goerge shouting, "Bloody hell, that's how you do it!"

Juliet pulled back quickly, face flushed. "Well. That's one for the list," she muttered, reaching for her drink.

He grinned, leaning closer so only she could hear. "You know, Greengrass... I think you like breaking your own rules."

She rolled her eyes, trying not to smile — and failing.

Laughter bubbled up around them again, the game spinning on to its next victim, but Juliet barely heard it. She could still feel the ghost of his mouth on hers — still taste the Firewhisky and mint.

She looked up for one reckless moment — straight across the circle.

Cedric was watching.

His arm was still around Cho, but his expression had faltered, a flicker of something — surprise? irritation? — crossing his face before he quickly looked away.

Juliet's chest tightened, and for the first time all night, the ache didn't sting quite as much.

Theo leaned closer, voice low. "Told you this would be fun."

She shot him a sidelong glare. "You're insufferable."

"Maybe," he said, the corner of his mouth twitching, "but you didn't hate it."

Theo didn't press it. He just sat there, watching her with that same infuriating half-smile — like he knew exactly what she was thinking.

Jules watched as the rest to her friends kissed one another as she kept drinking fire whiskey

Juliet's chest felt tight as she watched the bottle spin, the laughter and cheers around her fading into a dull hum. She tried to focus on something — anything — else, but Cedric and Cho were right there, sitting close, their hands brushing.

And then...

Cedric leaned in.

His lips met Cho's in a slow, casual kiss, the kind that made it look effortless, perfect, as if the whole world belonged to them. The sight stole the air from her lungs. Juliet's stomach lurched, a twist of envy and heartbreak that left her frozen in place.

She couldn't watch. She couldn't stand to see it, not after everything — not after what she thought she had with him, however fleeting it had been.

"Back in a sec," she muttered to Pansy, voice tight, a lump forming in her throat. Pansy's eyes flicked to hers, sharp and understanding, but she didn't ask questions. She knew better than to try.

Juliet pushed through the throng of students, ignoring Theo's teasing grin as he leaned close. "Everything alright, Greengrass?"

She shook her head, barely whispering, "I... I need air."

Every step toward the staircase felt heavy, her heart pounding as though it would burst. The noise of the party — the music, the laughter, the clinking of bottles — became unbearable, each sound a cruel reminder of what she couldn't have.

The stairs seemed endless. Her heels clicked against the stone, each step a small punctuation in the storm of emotions roiling inside her. By the time she reached the girls' dormitory, her chest ached, her throat raw from the words she hadn't said, and her hands trembled slightly as she shut the door behind her.

She sank onto her bed, curling up under the covers, wrapping herself in the one thing that felt safe — the quiet. Her mind kept replaying the image of Cedric and Cho, the careless ease of his kiss, the warmth of his hand on hers now just a memory.

Jules. Hey, are you  alright in there?" Fred's voice interrupted her thoughts he was concerned, and his brow furrowed as he caught sight of the flush in her cheeks and the tension in her shoulders.

Juliet froze, caught off guard. She opened her mouth to brush him off, to say she was fine, but the words felt empty. Instead, she shook her head slightly. "I... I just need a minute, Fred."

He didn't let go. "Come on, love. You stormed off like you had seen your boggart or something. open the door Talk to me. What's wrong?"

She swallowed hard, blinked back the sting in her eyes, and forced a tight-lipped smile. "It's nothing. Really. Just... too much noise, that's all."

Fred's expression softened, though he didn't let her lie go unchallenged. "Too much noise, yeah? Or something else? You don't have to tell me if you don't want, but... you're my best friend Jules. I can tell when you're not fine."

Juliet hesitated, looking down at her hands. She wanted to explain — the ache in her chest, the sight of Cedric kissing Cho, the knot of jealousy and heartbreak twisting her stomach — but she couldn't. Not here, not with everyone around.

"I... I'll be fine," she whispered at last, voice small. "I just... need some sleep, alright?"

Fred gave her a small, knowing nod. "Alright. But if you need me... you find me. Don't just vanish on me, yeah?"

She smiled at the fact her red haired friend was ditching his own part to make sure she was okay  grateful for his concern, and finally she opened up the door, and without saying anything she simply hugged the boy in front of her.

No words needed to be said. Fred knew that, he hugged her back immediately. "get some rest june bug i'll see you tomorrow"

Once inside her dorm, she kicked off her slippers and collapsed onto her bed, curling up under the covers. once again Her mind replayed Cedric's kiss with Cho over and over, the sting sharper than she expected.

Tears pricked at her eyes, but she refused to let them fall. She hated that she cared this much. She hated that it hurt this much.

Her fingers gripped the sheets as if she could hold herself together by force alone. Sleep came slowly, each blink heavy with exhaustion and a gnawing ache in her chest. But when it finally claimed her, Juliet let herself go completely, if only for a few hours, letting the heartbreak recede into the quiet of her room. fingers gripped the sheets as if she could hold herself together by force alone. Sleep came slowly, each blink heavy with exhaustion and a gnawing ache in her chest. But when it finally claimed her, Juliet let herself go completely, if only for a few hours, letting the heartbreak recede into the quiet of her room.

Tomorrow, the world would be waiting — Freddie, Cedric, Theo, classes, everything. But tonight, she let herself retreat, even if only for a little while, into the safety of solitude.

[meandtheboiz]

me and my friends are starting a celebration called WIZARD WINTER where we consume wizard media, drink potions (soup and tea mostly), and act mysterious and whimsical. It kicks off on the winter solstice and continues with the Wizard Winter Festival on the last day of the season. The true meaning of Wizard Winter is “fuck JKR.”

[er9tic]

my bones & all wolfstar au <3

[whoareyousaidthecaterpillar]

Some Harry Potter fanart I did for a friend’s Christmas present! I’m pretty happy with it, especially the shadows on the bushes. Some of the figures in the paintings on the walls (I call them this loosely because I was just wiggling a brush around and that’s how they turned out) look significantly better than the actual figures in the scene. Sadly. I struggle with figures. People kept saying I needed to add more, which would have turned out truly horrible and I was getting desperate thinking of other things to add. It took me a while to decide what to do with the windows (that’s where they kept telling me to put more people), they were looking a bit empty there until I added the dots (all the dots are supposed to be fairies and yes, the cat caught one). That cat was a happy accident too; it took form through the mercy of the texture of the paper because it was not going to turn out that good if left up to me. Anyway, I hope you like it!

Watercolor on paper, 5”x7”

(I feel the need to add a note on here that yes, I know JKR is being a terrible person, I really hope they take the internet away from her at the very least. By all means, don’t give her even more money. Also. I don’t think authors should be given the level of authority over the interpretation of their works that we give them nowadays. These books had a huge impact on my life and the lives of others— and it was a good impact. Sometimes people write what they see without actually understanding the complexity of what they’re seeing and I think that’s what she did when writing this series because in many ways they seem to have been the best parts of her. I truly hope she is able to work through whatever happened in her life that has made her embrace the views she’s been espousing, both for her benefit and the benefit of others. Then there’s the fact that, as a queer person myself, I don’t like to cede ground to transphobic people. Why on earth would I allow other people to dictate what fiction I enjoy, especially someone like JKR.)

[saintluuv]

I don't want to sleepover... - Remus Lupin

★bf!Remus Lupin x Reader

✏️Portuguese edition (English coming soon)

★Introdução: Aquele em que você não quer passar a noite na casa do seu querido namorado.

★Avisos: relacionamento estabelecido; fluff; um pouco de angst? mas final feliz; um pouco de jilly; AU MODERNO; SEM MAGIA; Remus sendo adorável

★Palavras: 1.6k

Então, essa ideia já está à um tempo na minha cabeça mas não sabia muito bem como escreve-la... mas aí está! Vou ser sincera, não gostei muito, devia ter tirado mais um tempo para monta-la porém não fiz :/ . Obrigada pelas curtidas na minha fanfic do Sirius, fiquei feliz por tanto apoio :D Enfim, não foi revisado e acho que não revisarei :/ mas agradeço qualquer um que notar qualquer erro e me mandar ;). Beijos e se cuidem!

vai se fuder j.k.r

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Passar o fim de semana com Remus, depois de ter trabalhado exaustivamente durante a semana, era como ter ganhado uma passagem só de ida para o paraíso. Nós dois estávamos jogados no sofá da sala, regozijando com batatas fritas enquanto assistíamos a um programa de TV pitoresco que ele amava. Algo com um apresentador fazendo perguntas, e, a cada acerto, uma quantia significativa de dinheiro entrava em jogo. Remus, não tão surpreendentemente, acertava a grande maioria antes mesmo das alternativas aparecerem na grande tela colorida, tendo sua atenção dividida entre olhar para a TV e acariciar minhas pernas, que estavam em seu colo.

"Sério??" Remus resmungou, frustrado. "Como que Jack, o Estripador, foi um personagem fictício?" Ele jogou as mãos para o alto, claramente bravo, mas não tanto. "Pffff... Eu estou me achando um gênio agora."

Recolocou a mão em minha panturrilha, esfregando carinhosamente, enquanto buscava mais batatas com a outra mão livre. Deixei escapar uma risada fraca com sua exasperação. O pobre homem perdeu mil em dinheiro. A cabeça de Remus se virou rapidamente ao notar o sorriso que havia brotado em meu rosto, enquanto ele continuava a acariciar minhas pernas.

Ao anunciar os comerciais, Remus se levantou, colocando as mãos nas costas enquanto se inclinava para trás, se esticando. Estalos baixos e um suspiro satisfatório foram ouvidos. Ele se abaixou, tirando a pequena bacia de vidro do meu colo.

"Vou colocar um pouco mais, ok?" Sussurrou, se movendo perto o suficiente do meu rosto, nossa respiração se misturando antes de um beijo leve e rápido ser depositado em meus lábios. "Algo para beber, querida?

"Água é o suficiente, obrigada!" Respondi baixinho, olhando para os seus lindos olhos, agora um pouco mais escuros pela falta de luz na sala, mas ainda brilhantes de adoração.

"O que quiser, meu bem." Ele deu um beijo rápido em minha testa antes de se endireitar e ir em direção à cozinha.

Vozes ainda saíam da TV, às vezes animadas, às vezes rápidas demais. Peguei o celular para ver as horas e uma notificação de mensagem da Lily chamou minha atenção. Desbloqueei o dispositivo e cliquei no estranho link que ela enviara, com as seguintes palavras: "Testando hoje mesmo, junte-se comigo."

À medida que o vídeo era reproduzido, risadas ecoavam pela sala. Ao ouvir os passos do Remus, deslizei para a tela de mensagens e enviei um pequeno " ;)" em resposta.

"Do que estamos rindo?" Ele perguntou, colocando a água em minhas mãos, sentando-se novamente e posicionando a vasilha de batatas no colo.

"Lily." respondi. "Algo com o James trocando a fralda do Harry e xixi para todos os lados." Ouvi uma risada rápida e alta de Remus, enquanto ele esperava pacientemente o programa recomeçar.

Não era totalmente mentira sobre o xixi... Isso só aconteceu há dois dias, e esqueci de mencionar.

A intro começou a ser reproduzida pelos alto-falantes, e uma reprodução de Remus foi ouvida do meu lado, baixinho. A voz do apresentador era louvada com apresentações e patrocínios ao longo da gravação.

A atenção de Remus se dividia entre as carícias em minha coxa, procurar por mais batatas, as risadas pelas piadas do locutor e a indignação com as respostas mais burras. Decidi que aquele era o melhor momento para pôr meu plano em prática.

Deixei escapar um suspiro pesado e tedioso, enquanto colocava uma mecha de cabelo atrás da orelha. "Rem?" Chamei baixinho, olhando para ele.

"Sim, querida?" Murmurou, ainda olhando para a TV, acariciando a pele exposta pelo shorts do meu pijama.

"Acho que quero ir para casa agora." Mesmo baixando a voz uma oitava, a cabeça dele se virou rapidamente, com os grandes olhos cor de chocolate me encarando.

"O quê?" Ele perguntou, dando uma olhada rápida na TV e silenciando o som com o controle.

"Sabe... ir para casa!" Repeti, me virando para ele. "É sábado, dia de folga. Estava pensando em dormir na minha casa. Abaixei a cabeça, tirando pequenas bolinhas de tecido do pano do sofá.

"Certo, mas... por quê?" Remus também se virou, com a cabeça se aproximando e a voz calma.

"Não sei... talvez eu só queira dormir na minha cama hoje."

"Você não quer passar a noite aqui?" Ele perguntou, um pouco mais urgente, mas só um pouco. "Aconteceu alguma coisa? Eu fiz algo?" Ele pegou gentilmente meu queixo em sua mão, me fazendo olhar em seus olhos brilhantes.

"Não, eu só queria ficar só... sem nada pra me preocupar, só eu." Dei de ombros, tentando não olhar diretamente para ele, com medo de estragar o resultado da brincadeira. Me conheço... me entregaria fácil por aqueles olhos.

Os ombros de Remus caíram, desanimados, junto com uma expiração - quase - suave. Olhando para meu rosto, tentando encontrar algo de errado, ele fechou os olhos e balançou a cabeça sutilmente.

"Certo..." Passou a mão esquerda pelos cabelos, olhando para baixo. "Se você quer ir..." Falou baixinho, me olhando rapidamente. Ele se levantou, colocando a bacia - já esquecida - de batatas na mesinha de centro.

"Vou pegar as chaves" murmurou, indo até o quarto no corredor.

Assim que ele dobrou a esquina para entrar em seu cômodo, uma dor surda de arrependimento passou por todo o meu corpo e se alojou na minha mente. Me levantei, calcei as pantufas e deixei meu copo na mesinha, fazendo o mesmo caminho que Remus fizera.

Ao dobrar a quina da porta, a primeira coisa que vi foi Remus de costas para mim, mexendo em uma pequena cerâmica com objetos metálicos, onde ele guardava as chaves.

Me aproximei, abraçando sua cintura, sentindo-o soltar uma lufada de ar.

"Estou separando minhas chaves das suas" Ele falou baixinho, quase impossível de se ouvir.

Ainda o abraçando, afrouxei meus braços do seu tronco, tentando dar uma olhada em seu perfil cabisbaixo. Ele estava pensativo, ainda triste, dando uma leve fungada ao sentir me mover.

"Rem?" O chamei, ouvindo um pequeno murmúrio como uma forma de dizer que estava me ouvindo. "Tudo bem?" Encostei meu queixo em seu bíceps, coberta pelo suéter.

"Sim, claro!" Ele se virou, com os lábios em uma linha fina. "Você só quer ir pra casa, eu entendo. Você trabalha muito, precisa descansar melhor." Fingindo um sorriso que não chegava aos olhos, ele pôs as chaves em minhas mãos. "Me responda só uma coisa..." Não soltando as chaves, ele olhou para mim com as pupilas levemente dilatadas. "Foi aquele programa? Ou a TV?" As sobrancelhas se franziram ao longo das perguntas, se levantando rapidamente quando foi lembrado de algo. "Ou foram minhas falas? Costumo falar só quando estou assistindo sozinho, respondo até os comerciais de vez em quando e..."

Soltei uma risada, olhando para as mãos dele ainda segurando as chaves. Ao levantar o olhar para vê-lo, o rosto dele estava indecifrável: testa franzida, uma das sobrancelhas arqueada para baixo com uma ruga entre elas, boca em linha reta. Confuso, talvez?

"Você é adorável, sabia?" Sorri, agarrando seu rosto e massageando o vinco entre as sobrancelhas rapidamente. "Me desculpe, eu tive que tentar."

O olhar dele continuava o mesmo, exceto pelas mãos que seguravam minha cintura, a chave já esquecida.

"O quê?" Ele perguntou baixinho, quase se deixando levar pela minha risada.

"Foi a Lily. Ela me enviou uma mensagem mais cedo..." A atenção dele estava totalmente em mim. Seu rosto não era mais uma carranca esquisita, mas agora havia espaço para esperança, talvez. "Ela me mandou um vídeo por mensagem... algo como “Falando pro namorado que não tô a fim de passar a noite”, ou algo assim."

Um suspiro saiu da boca de Remus, que pendeu pra frente, relaxando os ombros que antes estavam tensos.

"Merda, querida!" Suspirou, jogando a cabeça para trás, depois olhando para mim. "Eu estava pensando que tinha feito algo errado!"

Ele me puxou mais para perto, me enrolando nos braços.

"Pensava que você estava com raiva de mim, por não estar te dando atenção, ou pelas minhas falas... estava bastante preocupado em como te deixaria em casa, já que na minha cabeça, você estava cansada de mim..." Ele me abraçou, soltando outro suspiro aliviado. "Porra." Beijou meu cabelo.

Eu tinha um sorriso infantil no rosto. Ao sentir que ele realmente se preocupara comigo, levantei minha cabeça.

"Ownnn, sério?" Vidrei em seus olhos, com pupilas dilatadas, que me encaravam com carinho e , ainda, preocupação. "Querido, foi só uma brincadeira, hm?"

Me aproximei, dando um selinho rápido em seus lábios.

"Se algum dia eu decidir sair por aquela porta com a desculpa de querer ficar sozinha, sem sua presença, eu peço que me obrigue a repetir de novo." Ele sorriu, se aproximando dos meus lábios outra vez. "E se eu repetir, coloque a moça atrás das grades, pois não sou eu!"

Um beijo lento foi dado em meus lábios, uma mão de Remus segurando minha nuca, guiando os movimentos. O beijo terminou com um estalo molhado, não tão alto.

"Só não faça isso de novo, sim?" com uma voz suave, ele me depositou outro selinho. "Quase me fez jogar a TV fora." Eu ri, ouvindo sua respiração me acompanhar na risada.

E, ao me dar outro beijo, ele me abraçou com mais força, tirando o ar dos meus pulmões, como se estivesse me prendendo a ele, para que eu não fugisse.

Mal sabia ele que eu sempre estive agarrada a ele. Presa aos seus lindos olhos que me traziam conforto. Aos seus lábios, que conseguiam me acalmar ou me fazer soluçar de desejo. Ao seu toque, que me dava segurança. E ao seu amor, que nunca faltou, que nunca me fez querer ir.

Lily <3

James já estava de jaqueta. Disse que, se alguém tivesse que sair, seria ele. 😭 Eu talvez tenha feito ele chorar...

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Novamente me desculpe por qualquer erro, estou atualmente em bloqueio criativo e super oculpada então acaba que algumas palavras se repitam, o que é chato se lida muitas vezes. Obrigada por ler.

English version coming soon, I promise.

[dyinomite]

fourth book is out! i hope you guys enjoy!!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64740265/chapters/166345369

[lycarael]

I actually find it ironically hilarious that the right is so hell-bent on enforcing gender conformity that they're taking away treatments that are mainly used on intersex people that increase gender conformity. They don't want trans people to exist but they're about to get an influx of people who are visibly/openly *born* with atypical sex chromosomes/physical development. You don't understand, I'm sobbing laughing at how they're accidental allies for intersex people.