Sirius: Look, unless I can
convince both my parents and the rest of the pureblood wizarding
community I’m a raging homosexual, this arranged marriage is going
ahead as soon as I turn 17.
Sirius: …than have to marry Bellatrix –
Sirius: Half
the school already think we have heart eyes for each other. It won’t
be that hard to convince them we’re getting funky –
Remus: …no more than a month. Maximum.
Remus: There’s
going to be tragic break-up scene. In public. Where I slap you.
Remus: I could never take that title from you, Padfoot.
Remus: When, exactly, does this “relationship” of ours kick off?
It wasn’t as though they hadn’t done this before… actually they did this quite often. Both boys, to keep the others from becoming suspicious, would sneak down to the empty Transfiguration classroom after hours for a few private moments of teenage carelessness.
Dorm life sucks, and they were forced to get creative.
Now only if Sirius had not forgotten the map.
Sirius: *first to arrive as per usual, shucks off his quidditch sweater and trousers while he waits for Remus to arrive*
*hears footsteps outside of the classroom*
Voice From Doorway: Lumos Maxima
Sirius: Fuck
McGonagall: *shocked* Mr. Black.
McGonagall: What in Merlin’s name are you doing on my desk? Please tell me this is not yet another highly inappropriate demonstration of your affections.
Sirius: …ew No, ma’am.
I- uh, I was–
I was studying.
McGonagall: Studying?
Sirius: Yes. I was studying.
McGonagall: And why, pray tell, must you bare yourself in order to study, Mr. Black?
Sirius: shit Uh, well….
Wool… is- uh-
It’s very itchy and distracts a studious… student, like myself, from focusing on this riveting passage that I am supposed to be learning from.
So I figure, why not just remove it and keep the creative…
juices *cringe* flowing?
McGonagall: From now on, Mr. Black, please refrain from studying in the nude.
McGonagall: Oh, and Mr. Black. Do ask your “study partner” to meet me in my office after he has collected himself as well.
You are aware that there will be punishment, correct?
Sirius: …. well played.
Remus: *bursts into the room, already half-naked* Sirius!
Sirius: *pales* Er… Remus…. *nods to McGonagall*
McGonagall: Must be chilly in your half-clothed state, Mr. Lupin. I suggest you put on a sweater.
Remus: *stutters*
McGonagall: I would appreciate you boys finding another classroom to… “study” in. And since you’re here… I’ll see you in my office in an hour… or so… Mr. Lupin.
Sirius Black, Marlene McKinnon, and a small number of other members of the Order were sent on a mission that would turn out to be the last for some of them. Before backup could arrive, the team already suffered some losses. Forced to get separated by the death eaters that ambushed them, a certain Sirius Black fought back for a while, alone, until he lost his wand. Running for his life now, he found himself in a room where he laid eyes upon a corpse of someone that he did not expect to have lost their life. Not tonight.
As the realisation that one of his dearest friends was now dead hit him, Sirius’ heart didn’t only crack a bit more, like it did every time one of the members lost their battle. This time, it felt like an entire piece was ripped out.
Sirius looked at the way the body was torn. Only one particular savage could have done this. An animal. He knew exactly who that was, as he and his friends had crossed him on more than one occasion.
As he started losing control of his own breathing, Sirius heard steps coming towards the room. He had to get out of there. He needed to find his wand. Or just a wand. He could hear the rest of the order members that came with him to this mission. Running, screaming, as they were being hunted down, He needed to save them. He ran too. But not away.
As he was looking from room to room for a weapon, frantic Sirius bumped into a familiar figure. One he was certainly relieved to see. Not only the team’s backup, but his own too.
Seeing that oh so familiar face helped as a grounding. He slowly started looking calmer and calmer, feeling the need to hide his panic, not wanting to transmit it. Not that Remus couldn’t tell.
Remus heard no falter in Sirius’ voice. But he could see his dried out tears. The loss was so obvious in his eyes. He felt his own will fall back in his chest. When he heard that they sent for backup, he didn’t expect it to be this bad. But he ran to them anyway. Maybe he didn’t ran fast enough.
i want to believe that right after the prisoner of azkaban, Lupin followed Sirius at Grimmauld Place or wherever it was that he went first and helped him get back on his feet, shaving and cleaning up being the first things on the list.
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