Sirius catching Remus daydreaming and he asks him what he’s thinking about and jokingly says “was it about me?” and Remus flushes and stammers and Sirius can’t stop smiling for the rest of the day and thinks about that moment a whole lot for weeks and even sometimes tries to remember every last detail of it when he’s alone in Azkaban
FUC K I STARED AT THIS FOR LIKE TWO MINUTES AND THEN GOT IT AND AND
I haven’t forgotten about Remus and Sirius
sirius wearing a white garter belt with red and green christmas bells on it that jingles when they walk
sirius in a banana hammock with christmas trees on it
sirius in a lopsided christmas hat and nothing else
s i r u i s
old cute battered boyfriends in the cold
again, for Squee! and this is a bit old of a few months but i don’t care thiS SHIP IS KILLING ME
He blinked, and his vision cleared. From every rafter, every window, and every lantern in the room hung inexpert loops of hand-made paper chains — riotous, mismatched, and clumsily constructed. Remus smiled, the soul-deep ache of his mending bones fading just a little under the benediction of such effort. He twisted his head, searching for Sirius, and felt his smile deepen. The Black arse was still fixed solidly to the seat of a very uncomfortable chair beside his bed, but the Black body was thrown forward, an arm extending over Remus’s thighs, a thin strip of paper still clutched feebly in one hand. Sirius slept like the dead, and was probably drooling, Remus mused, but his presence was perhaps the greatest Christmas gift he’d ever received.
Moony & Padfoot
remus always remembering to pack an extra pair of socks on full moon nights because sirius continuously forgets his own. every time.
((sirius secretly just likes wearing remus’ knobby wool socks because they remind him of the jumpers remus wears))
“I want you to picture Professor Snape in your grandmother’s clothes”
#remus what are you doing #this is a school for children #don’t think we don’t see what’s going on here #don’t think we don’t see the old school vendetta #james and sirius and peter there is spirit #little voices at the back of your head whispering #’go on moony. tell him to put snivellus in an old lady hat. go on go on!’ #sirius doing that supposedly seductive little pouty face at the back your mind#james rolling his eyes at it and aiming a half-hearted kick at sirius’ shin #peter following suit because he’d pretty much follow james’ suit anywhere #resulting in an all out scuffle of the imaginary boys in your head #and for a split second you think about ignoring it all #being responsible #saying something professorly #but you’re at hogwarts #and the boys in your head are still punching and flailing like they always did #and you’re not quite sure you’re ready to let that go just yet #so you tell the boy - frank’s kid - to put snape in a dress #and just for a second the boys in your brain stop fighting and look up to smile at you #and then of course sirius elbows peter in the chest in a totally underhanded and patently black move #and everyone is back to kicking the crap out of each other #and swearing #and cursing #and laughing like it’s the last thing they’ll ever do #and really it was wasn’t it
It was Christmas morning, and Remus Lupin woke up early for once. Usually, he would open his eyes to the smell of hot chocolate and toast, and the sight of Sirius doing Merlin knew what now by the foot of the bed. But this time, Sirius lay huddled to his side mumbling something about murder and too early before drifting off to sleep again, and Remus sat up and started opening the presents. (He had the nagging suspicion that he would be receiving several things from girls he did not really know well. Presents that Sirius would have too much fun examining, like last year’s. And now, Remus was forearmed against any such happening.)
He picked up one small box. There was no name on the card, but Remus recognised the handwriting as the same one he usually sees on the board during Transfiguration classes. On the card was written, ’ Please do remember to keep your pet in check.’
Glad that there was no hot chocolate after all, or he would have either choked or spilled it all over Sirius, Remus opened the box.
Remus wanting to take some time away from the other Marauders to sort of clear his head and deal with some things after the whomping willow incident
Remus sitting alone at lunch for a few days afterwards and bringing a book so people won’t talk to him and so he doesn’t have to look at James and Sirius and Peter and everyone else staring pityingly at him as he sits there all by himself
Lily sitting down next to him because she knows what it’s like to feel completely alone and betrayed by your best friend and he doesn’t exactly tell her everything that happened but she listens to what he’s willing to share and they end up chatting about other things too and of course Remus still acutely feels the absence of the marauders but he doesn’t feel entirely alone