#siriusdrabbles

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What would our muse’s biggest fight revolve aroundWith tears in his eyes, he snarled at his friend and pushed him back, with whatever strength he could muster. He heard James in the background, trying to get them to stop, to calm down, but Remus couldn’t. He was tired of it. Because as much as they joked about his infliction, Sirius had gone a little too far with one of the jokes, and nearly hurt Snape. In fact, he nearly had Remus kill him. Remus could still remember the desire in his heart when he woke up, the pure hunger just to hurt the boy. It scared him so much that when his friends found him, he was shivering and crying. "Do you ever think about anyone other than yourself?" he shouted then, shoving once more at Sirius until he finally stopped trying to grab at him, to calm him down. Remus was normally a calm person, but when he raged, it was a terrible sight indeed. "I could’ve hurt him—I… I could’ve killed him.”"Moony… Remmy, please. I’m sorry, it was a joke."He snarled then, nose curled and teeth bared like an animal before he pushed passed Sirius despite James calling after him. “Leave me alone. I can’t look at you right now, Sirius, I swear to Merlin I’ll hurt you if you come after me.””Remus!”

What they would say upon finding out your muse had betrayed them."He wouldn’t… He couldn’t. You’re lying."

What they would do if they found out your muse had been spreading malicious rumours about them."If this is anyone one of your jokes, Sirius, I don’t find it humorous. And I may just spread a few of my own."

How they would feel upon hearing your muse was running away."I’m coming with you."

How they would react to the news of your muse’s death.He was there, smiling one minute, and the next he was gone. Harry was screaming. It was all he could hear over the sound of his own thoughts, and he had to keep his arms around the boy to keep him from going after Sirius. But all he could really think in his head was. ‘Sirius. Sirius, Sirius. You’re gone. You left me.’

What their lasts words would be to your muse.

"You’re my brother, and I love you. Just be happy, Pads. For me."

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Next life

(so I took this idea from the movie paranorman lool yolo)

They were just teens. He was the boy in the corner that no one talked to be, because clearly there was something wrong with him if he didn’t talk to people. It wasn’t because he didn’t want to, but because he happened to be shy. And because he grew up her long enough to know that people just didn’t like people like him. 

He was the sort of kid that believed in the paranormal things. Took the whole thing seriously. He was scrawny and tall, and most of his clothes didn’t fit. A lot of people made up rumors that he lived on the streets because his parents didn’t want him anymore. Why would they want someone so defective?

There was, however, one person that didn’t think that way.

He was a new kid to the school, and had a rather obnoxious attitude. But instead of finding it annoying, the school population seemed to gravitate toward him, actually liked to hear what he had to say. Strangely enough, he was interested in the boy that sat all alone in the lunch room and even went up to talk to him one day, despite the protest of his friends.

"My name’s Sirius," he offered his hand. The boy before him looked familiar to him, but he couldn’t quite place his finger on why.

"That’s an odd name."

"No odder than Audio Science." He shrugged, and nodding when the other boy looked up in curiosity. "Yeah, someone actually named their kid that."

"Remus. My name’s Remus."

"You’re weird, but I like you." It was really that simple. So simple that the scrawny boy just stared at him with a stupid expression, before grinning a toothy grin. "Let’s be friends, Remus."

And then they were friends forever.

Thee End.