Lazy days
FORBIDDEN FRUIT
twelve years in hell for the sin of loving a killer
a little comic i made last month about remus reacting to betrayal in 1981 more under the cut!
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Remus finishing reading The Secret History and just sobbing into Sirius’ shoulder, while clutching onto his shirt and him being held close by Sirius. Remus can’t even explain why he’s crying bc that book is a fucking emotional rollercoaster.
I’m once again thinking about Sirius, Remus and their epic 39 line stare.
Remus: *plucking petals off a flower* He loves me... he loves me not. He loves me... he loves me not. He loves me... *plucks last petal* he loves me not...
Sirius: *bursting in with an armful of various flowers and bouquets* That can’t be right, try again.
i face death in the hope that when you meet your match, you will be mortal once more. — r.a.b.
I’m pretty proud of this ._.
okay but hear me out:
In first year Remus never told anyone when his birthday was
The marauders made a big fuss on birthdays
Until Sirius asked McGonnagal
She told them because they were super annoying
Remus wakes up on his birthday thinking it would be a normal day
Instead wakes up to his friends holding balloons, gifts and a sign that said “Happy Birthday Remu”
They blamed James
Remus was utterly shocked at his friends
Tries convincing them today is not his birthday and they shouldn’t celebrate
“Nonsense. This is gonna be LEGENDARY”
They sing him happy birthday in the Great Hall too
And whenever they come into each other in the halls
And at dinner
To end the day they sneak out past midnight to the astrology tower
They gift Remus a cake (It said again “Remu”)
Remus goes to bed so happy because he has the best friends ever
The exact moment when Sirius realized that he would live for Remus. Moony and Padfoot on my parents’ house near the lake. - James Potter. 16. Winter.
this is beautiful
insp.
𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞, 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐚 | 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫 | 𝐬𝐡𝐞/𝐡𝐞𝐫 | 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐩 | 𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐟𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫 | 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐞𝐫𝐚 | 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 | 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐲 ☽
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