Étiquette : mwpp

gryffindor against slytherin quidditch match in hogwarts. james has been anxious for weeks. and now it’s happening.

gryffindor is leading 40-10, and he scored three of those goals. he knows it’s too soon to call it a win, but he is getting more and more confident about it. maybe if he wins lily evans will look at him, or even congratulates him !

he hears a noise next to him and almost get hit by the slytherin beater ( who would have called it an accident of course ) he flies higher and intercepts the ball. he throws it at Marlene to catch and…

“SLYTHERIN CAUGHT THE SNITCH ! SLYTHERIN WINS !”

james takes a few seconds to analyze this information, before to consider jumping off his broom right now.

the gryffindor steps go silent. everyone is in shock. they are all starring at their team, in awe

except for one person who stands up and shouts :

“GOOD JOB LITTLE BRO THAT WAS SOME MAD FLYING SKILLS !”

you know what ? let’s imagine the marauders in afterlife.

afterlife is supposed to be forever, right ?

james is here. sirius is here. lily is here. remus is here.

you know who else is here ?

peter.

peter is stucked forever in the same place as the people he betrayed.

who used to be his best friends.

how do you think that would go ?

do they just stay in different corners of afterlife forever ?

do they come in contact after like, 2134 years of afterlife ?

do they at some point forgive him ?

and i know you’re all saying “whaaaaaat no he betrayed them” and maybe you’re right who knows BUT

remus forgave sirius for betraying his secret to severus snape of all people

so after a lot and a lot and a lot of time and apologies and explainations, why not peter ?

( @jilylicious it seemed like this would interest you. also sorry i’m writing this really fast and am bad at explaining but you have the main idea )

frenchy stuffs

original idea from @captofthesswolfstar

i just want the french team @tarranzeiguane and @rikkachloechan to see this

and sorry it’s way shorter than i planned to… but i had so much fun writing it ( also i’m messing with you and won’t publish the translation of everything Sirius says before an hour or so… i want to see you trying to figure it out )

Sirius and Remus were walking hand in hand in the common room, making their way to the dorms for a cuddle session. The punk rock Gryffindor was staring at his lover’s ear, amazed by the way his curls fell around it. Not that all the other parts of his face weren’t absolutely stunning, of course, but tonight in the light of the candles his ear appeared exceptionally…

Too absorbed by his loving mental rambling, he didn’t notice they had reached the stairs and he gracefully tripped and fell on the ground.

“Merde” he swore. He got back on his feet, blushing, trying to pretend it was all meant to happen. He looked at Remus, expecting him to be laughing at him, but instead the young boy was looking at him in complete bewilderment, his mouth slightly open.

“Er, Moony ? You okay ?”

Remus frowned and asked : “What did you… what did you just said ?”

Sirius tried to play the scene again in his mind – blushing again at his own clumsiness – and to remember what exactly he had said. Then he realized, and everything made sense.

“Oh sorry ! That was a french word. Sometimes I just… Happen to use one without realizing.”

Remus face changed to something Sirius didn’t completely recognize, but was certain was very positive. “You speak french ?”

Sirius, seeing what he could do now, grinned. “Mais bien sûr, mon amour ! You didn’t think one could be from the Ancient and Noble house of the Blacks and not be fluent in french ?”

Remus stayed quiet and still for an entire minute, before to suddenly grab his boyfriend’s hand and drag him in the dorm. There, he locked the room and wrapped his arms against Sirius’s waist and whispered : “Say something else in french ?”

Sirius saw the lust and desire in Remus’s eyes and started to feel a bit of pressure on his shoulder – and changes in some other body parts as well. He hesitated, and said : “Um… On a un contrôle en Transfiguration demain ?”

He mentally slapped himself. Of all the things he could have said, he chose to talk about that ?? He was no stranger to dirty talk, but the added pressure of the other language was making him say the most random stuffs. But Remus seemed to be pleased with it as he slowly started to kiss his boyfriend’s neck, making his way to the shoulder. “More…”

“Um, yeah, um… “ But then he grabbed the whole potential of the situation, and grinned again. “Hier je t’ai volé ta brosse à dent parce que je savais pas où était la mienne.”

Remus moaned and started to move his right hand to the zipper of the shorter boy’s trouser, but stopped his motion just above it.

“Speak again.”

“Well… J’ai mangé ta dernière tablette de chocolat ce matin. Et j’ai accidentellement renversé de la sauce tomate sur ton lit, et j’ai du remplacer tous tes draps. Et une autre fois j’ai fait tomber un de tes livres dans le lac. Je l’ai nettoyé, mais l’odeur de boue est restée pendant un bon moment.”

Remus stared at him again, burning with desire. He slowly kissed his boyfriend, biting his lower lip, and whispered :

“Pads, that has to be the sexiest thing I have ever heard in my entire life.”

patronus charms

( before you all hate me for this I just want to say it was @slytheroutofmybed who put me in an angsty mood, okay ? )

“Please try to focus more ! The Patronus Charm is one of those you will very probably be tested on for your N.E.W.T.s !” shouted Mrs. Han, the tall woman who taught Defense Against The Dark Arts in Hogwarts.

All the students groaned. It was the third lesson they spent desperately trying to produce something else than blue-ish sparkles, and yet no one in the group of seventh-years had managed it. Their frustration was more than obvious, and a few of them seemed like they had already given up.

The Marauders and Lily were seated in the back on the room, Sirius pouting while waving his wand.

“But when will Peter, James and I be allowed to perform the spell ? We already know how to do it !”

Remus rolled his eyes and explained : “Whenever it won’t be fishy. McGonagall probably guessed you are Animagi already, and we don’t want anyone else to. We don’t want you in Azkaban Sirius.”

Sirius pouted again, but nodded. Then his eyes lightened as if he just had an idea, and he grinned. “I’m disappointed Moony. Will you kiss me better ?”

Remus sighed like this was a suffering ask, and then leaned on to peck his lover’s lips. James pretended to throw up behind his desk, and Lily hit him on the arm, before to stand up and clap her hands :

“Well this is very cute but Remus and I actually have some work to do.”

Remus groaned but got back on his feets. They pointed their wands in front of them, and tried to think of a happy memory. Remus closed his eyes and took a deep breathe.

He was in the forest, his three friends in their animagus form running with him. The black dog was playfully chasing him, before the wolf jumped on him and they both rolled on the ground. When they got up, the wolf felt the deer running in front of him and the rat jumping on his foot. He started to run to…

“Remus, man, I think you got something !”

He opened his eyes and saw a grey light shape forming around his wand. It wasn’t a full Patronus, but it was close. Without paying attention to what others were saying around him, he closed his eyes again and focused.

He was holding Sirius against him. James and Peter were still in their animagus forms. He couldn’t believe they had done this for him. He felt tears on his cheeks, and he tried to pull out of Sirius’s hug to avoid wetting his clothes, but his friend was holding him too hard. He felt his hand in his hair and…

A large blue figure emerged from his wand and started to run around the classroom. All the students dropped their wands and watched it in awe. Lily stared at him with her mouth wide open. James screamed something that sounded like congratulations. Peter laughed and hugged him from behind, before Sirius pushed him away and took his place with possessiveness. Remus laughed out loud and grinned to his boyfriend.

And then the Patronus he casted ran back to them, and Remus’s smile dropped.

You could now clearly see what it was. The professor nodded in approval and scribbled something on her parchment that must have been Remus’s grade.

Sirius bursted out in laughter. “Well Moony i guess the serie of coincidences will never end !”

James ruffled his friend’s hair and whispered “Werewolf McWerewolf strikes again I see.”

Peter was about to add another joke, but froze when he saw Remus’s face.

“Remus ? Moony are you okay ?”

Suddenly all the Marauders and Lily stopped to laugh. Remus was breathing heavily and staring at the ground, tears forming in his eyes. His hands were shaking.

Sirius got a bit closer and reached for his right hand. Remus grabbed it and pressed it hard. The black haired boy told the teacher they needed to get out, and he dragged him out of the room without waiting for his professor’s answer. They walked for a couple of minutes before they were in the park and Remus sat on the ground and took his face in his hands. Sirius heard quiet sobs, and put his arm around his Moony’s shoulder.

“I’m just so tired of it, Pads.” Remus said without looking at him. “So tired of going through it every month. And how it haunts me even when the full moon is away.”

He paused for a second and said “Your Patronus is supposed to reflect your personality, who you are. You are a dog because you are loyal and cheery most of the time. Prongs is a stag because Merlin he can’t stop bragging. And Peter is a rat because he is quiet but smart. And I’m a wolf because, well, I am a wolf.”

Sirius shook his head and pull his boyfriend into a hug. “No, Remmy, that’s not true. Your Patronus is a wolf because you are a fighter. Because you always remain strong. Because…”

But before he could continue Remus interrupted him : “Merlin, Pads, can’t you see ? I’m not ! I’m neither strong nor brave nor beautiful nor anything you always call me !”

He stood up abruptly, but Sirius stood up too and grabbed his arms : “Of course you are ! For the last time Moony you are more than your condition !”

“Really ?” Remus shouted. “Because everything and everyone else tells me otherwise !”

“Fuck everything and everyone else !” Sirius yelled. “Can’t you just think for yourself and see that you aren’t just that ?”

Remus seemed to cool off a bit before he said calmly : “Listen Sirius it’s great if you have this mental image of me being a fighter, or beautiful, or whatever, but you must just accept that I am not !”

He looked mad and about to burst into tears. Sirius didn’t know what to do. He should be used to Remus crisis of self-hatred, but he always found himself helpless, unable to make him see how ridiculous he was.

Remus sighed and added : “I don’t want to have this conversation right now.” He began to walk away but Sirius catched his hand again.

“Please, Remus, please… Just let me try to explain to you… I know you’re hurting right now but just listen…”

But Remus pulled his hand away and shook his head.

“Sirius, I appreciate you trying, I really do, but I can’t do it right now. I need to be alone.”

And without a word of goodbye, he turned away and walked to the castle. Sirius just stood motionless, his heart aching in his chest. There was nothing he could do to help his Moony, and that was what hurt the most.