#wintertime shenanigans

[theramblingsofadork]

❄️ (WIP) Snowball Fight!! Parents VS Superpowered Children!! :D ❄️

The kids have a bit of an unfair advantage let’s be honest— 😂

[a-little-specificity]

dare

for @wolfstarmicrofic

It's wintertime at Hogwarts, the snow having already passed the white, fluffy, novelty stage that entices all the first and second years (and yes, even some particularly cheeky third years) out onto the grounds for snow fights and romps. Now, the snow is hard packed, layers and layers of sharp ice and muddy snow compacting around the castle like a sort of wintry armor.

It's trekking across this crunchy, slippy earth that Remus finds himself now, hobbling after James and Sirius, who are having entirely too much fun, even as they slide and nearly bring the other colliding with the ground.

"You lot are trying to cause my premature death!" Remus huffs, narrowly falling straight on his arse on a patch of snow covered-ice. I wish Peter were here, he thinks. Peter, who is most ostensibly not there, conveniently bowed out of outdoor activities after breakfast in the hall, citing a "potions study group" that Remus knows is code for meeting up with a Hufflepuff girl who's decided she likes his jokes enough to snog him. So that leaves Remus, tromping after James and Sirius and trying not to catch his death in snow.

"Oh Moony - live a little! Surely you have winter in Wales, mate?" Sirius laughs, using James' arm as leverage to spin around and give Remus a look. The look which leaves Remus breathless, his thoughts momentarily interrupted by the sight of Sirius, cheeks and nose-tip flushed pink from the cold, smile wide, and those grey eyes absolutely glittering in the clear, crisp sunlight of the day.

It's these moments that Remus is worried he's been found out, that Sirius knows, has to know, because otherwise why would he be looking at him like that? Like he knows Remus is so down bad for him that he's do anything he asked, anything if Sirius would just keep looking at him like that.

Remus has been silent a beat too long, stared at Sirius' face a breath too many, and he feels himself blushing, thankful that his wind-bitten face will hide the most of it.

James, thankfully and obliviously, saves Remus from having to come up with what would have likely been an awkward, half-hearted response.

"You were right Sirius - the lake hasn't frozen over yet! Clothes off lads!" James immediately begins shucking off his layers, piling his sweater and trousers on top of his robe to keep them dry.

Remus, who still changes in the bathroom, despite the rest of the Marauder's insistence that they wouldn't look (James and Peter) or wouldn't say anything (Sirius, naturally), balks.

"You want me, to do, what? And why?"

"Come on Remus -just a quick dip in the lake! It'll be invigorating - promise!" Sirius manages a wink before his pulls his jumped over his head and tosses it in the mix with James'.

Remus pointedly rolls his eyes and shoves his hands deeper in his robe pockets.

"I can supervise - make sure you lot don't drown or the Giant Squid doesn't come for you."

"Moo-ny!" James and Sirius groan in unison.

"Moony this is an official Marauder's outing, minus Pete of course, you can't just not! Don't make me resort to something childish, like daring you to jump in the lake naked with us, or something." Sirius, teeth chattering and naked bar his pants turns and gives Remus the look, his eyes equal parts pleading and playfully challenging.

Bloody hell, he definitely knows.

"Fine." Remus sighs, breaking eye contact to focus too intently on unbuttoning his robe so as to not focus on Sirius' body, took close and clothe-less. Reckon I can change in the dormitory now, at least.

cross-posted on A03