@monsieurpadfoot

It wasn't… it couldn't be true. Remus was shaking as he rode the revolving staircase up to Dumbledore's office, his mind blank with horror. James and Lily. Harry. Sirius? That was maybe the worst part of all, the part he skittered away from even in his own mind, refusing to confront the horror of it. The sinking feeling in his chest said he'd already started to believe though. Remus had always been moved by logic and reason, and the logic of this was irrefutable. Sirius was the Potters' Secret Keeper. If that was true, then he was also the reason they were dead.

Dumbledore's owl had been vague. Of course it had. They were in the middle of a war. Owls were intercepted. Friends turned on friends. The Imperius Curse was rampant. Nobody knew who to trust anymore. Remus had been living with it for months as he and Sirius pulled farther and farther apart from each other, kept secrets, stoked suspicions. He'd been suspicious, yes. How could he not be? Sirius was acting stranger every day. But in his heart, he'd never really believed… The letter was simple, in Dumbledore's usual curling script.

Come, quickly.

He hadn't hesitated to Apparate into Hogsmeade, the trudge up to the castle feeling longer than ever. He'd verified his identity at the front gate and again at the doors, spoken the password, and now… He realized as the door was opening that he wasn't ready for whatever was on the other side. Confronting it would make it all too real, no longer something he could avoid in his mind. His breath hitched, his gaze landing first on…

Sirius?

His heart leapt. In spite of himself, his first instinct wasn't fear or suspicion. It was still to go to his partner, to wrap him in his arms, to thank god he was still alive. Sirius looked unhinged though, an absolute madman, and his gaze swiveled to Professor Dumbledore standing before his desk. Why was he here? Why had he called Remus here? To apprehend him? Was that necessary? Dumbledore was the greatest wizard in the world. Surely, he didn't need his help. Did he just want him to… be there with him, so Sirius wasn't alone? The thoughts pinged through his mind one after another like pinballs, none of them sticking, few making any sense at all.

"Sir?" he questioned. He was a grown man now, a member of the Order. They called each other by their first names. But in this moment of uncertainty, he reverted to old habits, a child asking a trusted teacher for the truth. He had a feeling what he was really asking for was comfort, and in that moment, Remus would have traded a comforting lie for all the truth in the world. He wanted to hear that the monster under the bed wasn't real, that James and Lily would live to grow old enough to meet their grandchildren, that the man he loved more than he loved himself wasn't a traitor and a murderer.

“You’re always welcome here, you know that.” Andromeda said, busying herself in the small kitchen of her and Ted’s flat. “Ted’s at work and I have the day off from St. Mungos.” she explained using her wand to get everything she needed to make something for them for lunch. “I ran into Cissy the other day did I tell you that?”  @ofdisharmcny​

Marauders and Reg group chat

Remus: who the fuck added me to the group chat?

Sirius: >:O language.

Regulus: yeah watch your fucking language.

Sirius: OKAY WHO TAUGHT REGGIE TO SAY THE FUCK WORD?!

Peter: ‘the fuck word’

James: You guys use the f word all the time??

Regulus: Merlin’s beard you don’t have to censor it.

Peter: say fuck James.

Regulus: Do it, James. Say fuck.

the Dog Star✨

Regulus: who the fuck added me to the fucking group chat

Sirius: :0 language little brother

Barty: yeah, watch your fucking language

James: OKAY WHO TAUGHT BARTY THE FUCK WORD?

Remus: the fuck word?

Peter: are you guys stupid? You use the f word all the time

Sirius: omg wormy censored fuck

Remus: say fuck, Pete

Barty: do it Pettigrew, say fuck

*regulus has left the chat*

*𝖲𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖪𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝖥𝗎 𝖯𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺 4*

𝖲𝗁𝖾𝗇: Enough talk you two come on let's kill him!

𝖳𝖺𝗂 𝖫𝗎𝗇𝗀 & 𝖪𝖺𝗂: Wait!

𝖲𝗁𝖾𝗇: I DID MY WAITING! 12 YEARS OF IT! IN THE SPIRIT REALM!

people are hating on jegulus cause it's stupid

I literally do not care what you think

Bellatrix: so… how are things?

Sirius, in the cell next to her: shut up Bella.

Time when Sirius is... Being Sirius 🍵

... I'm definitely writing a fanfic of this....

hello marauders fandom!!

! me and my best boy jesper @mystcius have started a 20+ DISCORD SERVER for marauders roleplay where we develop and roleplay Hogwarts in the 70s. It’s a really fun server to develop and interact within the marauders community with in character chats, in depth canon roleplays and developments of canon relationship and so on. it’s an all inclusive group where we promote minor and major characters (particularly promoting intergrating minor characters into major plot points too!! no one is excluded here.)

taken characters include :

— remus lupin, james potter, lily evans, sirius black, and evan rosier.

we do have an application google form up, but just like this post and i’ll dm you with all the details and we can have a little chat about it!

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@monsieurpadfoot

He barely heard the words before sleep rolled over him like a wave. That was how it felt after the full moon nights, like he'd sunk to the very bottom of the ocean, all that dark, crushing weight above him. If he dreamed on those nights, he never remembered them. It felt like a sleep too deep for dreaming, a sister to death, and he knew from his friends' stories that it was like trying to wake the dead. It was a poor survival instinct for werewolves who didn't have a safe place to return to.

Likewise, waking was like surfacing from the depths with no sense of how much time had passed, and it was disorienting to find the room dark again. Sirius's heart beat steadily under his ear though. It was one of the most familiar, reassuring sounds he could imagine, and he let his voice pull him back to wakefulness like following a trail of bread crumbs. He hummed sleepily in response, nuzzling his face into the softness of his shirt. Cuddling up to Sirius was like cozying up to a furnace. Remus didn't know if Sirius ran hot or if he was just always cold, but it was toasty under the blankets with him. He always ended up wrapped around him regardless of how they started, like even in sleep he was pulled toward the warm light that was his best friend.

"I can see why you like pets," he murmured before he could think better of it. Sirius's hand in his hair was delightful. His filter was always at a minimum in the hours after a change and through recovery, his mind not yet awake enough to remember why some things shouldn't be said out loud. "I'll help you with the soup. And tea." Tea sounded heavenly at the moment. Lily had helped him make some lovely ones that eased the aches, and his throat was dry as sandpaper. It also tasted a bit like dirt, which was far better than some other things he'd woken up to. Despite his agreement, he didn't move, however. It was very cozy right where he was.

Marlene x Sirius 

“Sirius, fancy meeting you here.” Marlene smiled taking a seat next to him. She had it on good authority he was here at the three broomsticks grabbing a drink and meandered over after work to see him. They’d always had an on again off again thing and she couldn’t help but come back to time and time again. @ofdisharmcny​

conversations i’ve had with my friend marauder coded

grey= sirius

green=remus

Fireside Chats || Read on Ao3 || 1.7K Words

“He’s still upset, then?” “Evans,” Sirius starts, and she can hear the disbelief in his voice. “You uninvited him to Christmas with your family. Yeah, he’s still upset.”

Excited for @mppmaraudergirl's Blackevans BFF Week! Here's two of our faves ruminating on some ~family woes~.

thinking about middle aged james again and his silly aprons and tiny shorts and household of kids and his drama with the other neighbourhood mums and him always getting flirted with when picking the kids up from school or clubs