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amortentia - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 291
The feelings had come on quite suddenly.
The day they all met at the platform, to finally head back to Hogwarts for their sixth year, he felt it.
Staring at Remus, who had grown about six inches and styled his hair in a way that Sirius could only describe as different, his stomach lurched. He felt oddly off-kilter and embarrassed and nervous.
He tried to hide it. To wait until it passed or until he got over it, but it got worse daily. He became a stuttering mess around his best friend, and nothing was to be done about it. That was when he started to suspect.
Because the thing was, Sirius Black was smooth. He was a flirt and he was attractive and everyone wanted him. He was also straight.
So why was he feeling like this?
Well, the answer was simple.
He cornered James after about two weeks of torture and looked him dead in the eye. "Enough's enough, Prongs," he stated, cheeks still pink from a few minutes ago, when he accidentally somehow told Remus he wanted to eat him instead of eat with him.
James threw him a look. "Erm...what?"
"Stop spiking my drinks with Amortentia. I know you probably think it's ridiculously funny to see me make an arse of myself by tripping over Moony, but-" Sirius explained, rolling his eyes.
"Pads. I haven't spiked anything," James said, all sincerity.
And really, James was the only one who could have done it. Who would have thought something like this. So why....?
"You're sure?" He asked, almost desperately.
James only nodded.
"Fuck," Sirius murmured, mostly to himself, realizing. "Oh. Fuck."
James snorted. "Just don't kiss him until Christmas. Wormy and I have a betting pool going."
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theprongspotter · 2 days
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McGonagall: WHO STOLE THE TOILETS IN THE GIRLS LAVATORY?!
Sirius: It really wasn’t me this time.
Remus: Okay, why don’t I believe you?
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c: @prompts-in-a-barrel
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lulublack90 · 3 days
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Prompt 26 - Amortentia
@wolfstarmicrofic March 26, word count 288
Slughorn was showing off his brewing skills again. He’d brewed up a few of the harder potions to show to his class. 
Sirius stood close to a cauldron whose contents shimmered and swirled. Pearl dust, Sirius decided, was the ingredient that caused the mother-of-pearl sheen on the surface. 
He peered closer at the potion and caught a whiff of Remus’s scent. He turned with a grin, expecting him to be standing right behind him, but it was Dorcus. Remus was on the other side of the room, and even Sirius’s slightly heightened senses from Padfoot couldn’t pick him out that easily. He sniffed the potion again. Forest trees, night air, parchment and chocolate, it was definitely Moony. 
Professor Slughorn moved behind the potion in front of Sirius.
“And this one here is the most powerful love potion in the world, Amortentia.” He talked excitedly. “It causes infatuation and obsession so powerful it can turn the drinker mad if they consume too much. Notice the sheen and the spiralling steam rising from it? That’s how you tell it apart from other love potions.” He waved the rest of the class to gather closer. “Now, if you would like to, you may all come forward and inhale the steam. Carefully, mind you. We don’t want anybody trying to drink it. You should be able to smell the things you find most attractive.” Well, that would explain it, he thought. 
He moved to the back of the class, letting the others take a turn. James came away looking very confused. But when Remus leant over the shimmering solution and inhaled, his head snapped up, and he locked eyes with Sirius. Sirius gave him a crooked grin. Yeah, he thought. Knew it.  
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cause-town-travel · 10 hours
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binvibin · 2 days
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sirius bro. sirius??? oh my god
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bimoonphases · 3 days
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@wolfstarmicrofic March 26 – prompt 26: Amortentia – word count 946
Amortentia - The world’s strongest love potion, does not create love but obsession
Remus had feared that particular Potions lesson since the smile on Slughorn’s face when he had announced it.
“Of course, Amortentia’s use is forbidden, and its brewing strictly restricted, therefore you will not learn how to make it,” the Professor had said. “I will brew it personally and you will smell it, because its smell is not only different for everyone but it  also corresponds to the smell of the person you’re most attracted to.”
There had been whispers in the classroom, and the few established couples in their year had smiled at each other.
“Yes, yes, you think you’ll have it easy,” Slughorn had chuckled. “But I’ve seen my fair share of people smelling something completely unexpected in Amortentia, so be warned!”
So now they were gathered around a fuming cauldron, their faces in various degrees of anxiousness.
“Well, come on!” Slughorn clapped his hands. “Who’s first? Mr Potter, be brave! After all, your love for Ms Evans is no secret to anyone!”
James grimaced, but he moved closer to the cauldron all the same.
“I smell…” he took a deep breath. “I smell the Library. And the Quidditch pitch in the sun and…” he hesitated. “Mint tea.”
Remus frowned. He knew Lily’s scent better than anyone thanks the the wolf’s nose, but none of those things belonged to her. He shot a look at James, who immediately looked at his feet.
“Ms McKinnon.”
“I, uhm,” Marlene went beet-red. “Coffee, pencils and peaches.”
“Interesting, wonder who that could be?” Sirius chuckled.
Even Remus remembered that glorious day when Dorcas Meadowes had shown up to the Gryffindor Quidditch team practice and Marlene had flown right into a goalpost when Dorcas had bitten into one of the peaches she had brought along.
“Now now, Mr Black, we don’t tease our classmates about Amortentia,” Slughorn smiled. “You never know what’s in store for you! Ms MacDonald, please.”
Remus swallowed. He knew perfectly well what would happen the second he got a closer whiff of the potion. He would smell leather, or cigarettes, or the firewhiskey he had drunk at that party when Sirius had ended up sitting in his lap and he had realised he was stupidly, desperately and hopelessly in love with him. He would have to lie about it to the whole class.
“Summer breeze, books and… leather?” Mary groaned. “Oh, come on!”
“I know, I’m unforgettable,” Sirius winked at her.
“And to smell like books you would have to open one,” Mary retorted.
Peter was next. He took a deep breath, got suddenly pale, then turned bright red and stumbled back.
“Are you quite alright, Mr Pettigrew?”
“Is it possible to smell more than one person, Professor?” Peter whispered.
“Ah. Yes, it’s happened before. Attraction is variable and not even magic can always determine if there’s only one person for you. What did you smell?”
“Roses, violets and lemons.”
Remus recognised the perfumes Peter’s last three girlfriends had worn and he looked at James. Maybe even what he had smelled belonged to multiple people.
“Mr Lupin, go ahead.”
Remus’s stomach twisted and he braced himself getting closer to the cauldron. But none of the smells he had thought about filled his nose. Instead, other things came up and none were Sirius’s smell.
“Well, Mr Lupin?”
Remus stepped back. He didn’t even have to lie then.
“Fireplace ash, late night rain and gingerbread,” he said.
He looked across the room to Sirius. Sirius was staring back, wide-eyed and pale as a ghost. Remus was about to say something when Sirius stumbled back and suddenly ran out of the classroom. Without even thinking, Remus ran after him. He ran along the dungeon corridors and up the stairs, into the main corridor and almost colliding against Regulus rounding a corner.
“What’s gotten into you two?” Regulus exclaimed, barely managing to not spill his tea.
“Where’s Sirius?”
“Outside, but-”
Remus didn’t stay to hear the rest of the sentence. As he ran towards the castle door, the wolf’s nose registered the smell coming from Regulus’s tea. Mint.
He finally caught up with Sirius at the lake.
“Padfoot?” he panted.
“What you smelled in the Amortentia…” Sirius’s voice was shaking.
“I don’t even know what it was…”
“I do.”
Sirius turned around. His eyes were glistening with tears, and Remus’s heart dropped as he fought with all he had the urge to get closer and take him in his arms and kiss him until he felt better.
“It had just rained the night I ran from my parents’ house,” Sirius said slowly. “When I fell into the Potters’ fireplace Effie had just gotten gingerbread out of the oven.”
“How could I smell your memories, Pads?” Remus whispered.
“Maybe Amortentia works differently on a wolf’s nose. But why did you smell mine specifically, Moony?”
Remus’s shoulders slumped. How he wished now he had smelt what he had prepared himself to and lied about it.
“I…”
“Before class started I sneaked in as Padfoot,” Sirius murmured. “I wanted to see if I smelt something different as a dog.”
“And?”
“I smelled you,” Sirius looked up at him.
Remus’s heart skipped a beat.
“You did?” he breathed. “And what did you smell as you?”
Sirius took a step forward, bringing them so close Remus could almost count all of his eyelashes.
“I don’t care,” he said. “As Padfoot I didn’t smell just things that reminded me of you, Moony. I smelled all of you. I think that’s proof enough.”
Remus started to nod, but then he moved, or Sirius did or they both did and half a second later they were kissing, hanging on each other as if their lives depended on it.
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incorrectwolfstar · 4 months
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sirius: just found out james is shagging regulus
remus: and??
sirius: therefore me and you need to get together so we can give him a taste of his own medicine
remus: how would that remotely affect james
sirius: i don’t know but we should still do it anyways
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the0introvert · 4 months
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*Sirius walking out of the bathroom after finding a spell/potion that temporally colors his hair.*: What do you think, moony?
Remus:*looks up from his book* cute.
*after a while*
Remus:*sobbing on James shoulder* He was so hot.
James:i know.
Remus: I'm so gay.
James:I know.
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worldofwolfstar · 6 months
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Sirius: I just think my instincts about people are better than yours.
Remus: What? Why?
Sirius: Well, I picked you-
Sirius: You on the other hand, picked me
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whenpercyfallsinlove · 9 months
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*wolfstar raising harry*
harry: guys i have something to tell you. you might not like it, but it’s who i am, and i can’t hide that from you guys any longer
sirius: harry you can tell us anything!
remus: yes we love you!
harry: okay well… i’m bisexual… idk if you guys are okay with that or if you even know what it means but i had to tell you
remus:
sirius:
remus: harry what do you… what do you mean that we don’t know what being bisexual is??
harry: well yk because both of you are straight-
sirius: I’M SORRY WHAT
remus: harry you think we’re straight??
harry: yeah because you guys are!
sirius: REMUS AND I ARE MARRIED
harry: WHAT I THOUGHT YOU TWO WERE ROOMMATES OR SOMETHING??
sirius: WE LITERALLY RAISED YOU 😭 YOU CALL US “MOONS” AND “PAD” DO YK WHAT THAT STANDS FOR HARRY?? IT STANDS FOR “MOM” AND “DAD”
harry: I THOUGHT YOU GUYS WERE JUST RAISING ME PLATONICALLY??
remus: there’s literally a picture of us kissing above the fireplace…
harry: i thought it was a platonic kiss?? 😭😭😭
sirius: WE WEAR WEDDING RINGS
harry: I THOUGHT THEY WERE FRIENDSHIP RINGS
sirius: WHAT IS A FRIENDSHIP RING??
remus: we celebrated our anniversary last week!
harry: i thought it was some sort of friendship anniversary 😭
sirius: omg i knew i joked that he would be stupid because james is his father but this… this is another level
i made this 😭
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teaformoony · 6 months
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sirius: hey remus, are you awake?
remus: what
sirius: are you awake?
remus: who the fuck do you think just said ‘what’?
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my-castles-crumbling · 13 hours
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Platonic Kissing
Based on an anonymous prompt
"Kiss Moony," James stated, a grin clear on his face.
Sirius reeled. He glanced around the circle, taking in the gleeful expressions on the faces around him. Quickly, he started making a mental note in his head of who he would get revenge on first. He decided on Marlene after James, since she looked the most smug.
Fine. He could do this. It was just a stupid kiss. Friends kissed all the time, he reasoned with himself. It was totally normal. Platonic.
He looked at Remus, who was blushing and looking down.
Yes, a normal, friendly reaction. Of course Remus was embarrassed. Who wouldn't be embarrassed about having to kiss someone in front of a group of people?
Deciding to get it over with, he crawled awkwardly, stopping in front of Remus, and looking at him nervously.
Which was normal. It was normal to be nervous to kiss your friend, right? it was normal to get butterflies in your stomach and stare at those beautiful, pink lips, and wonder what it would feel like? Feel a bit lucky, even, that you got to find out?
Yes, he decided. It was friendly. A friend thing.
He decided it was also friendly, kind, to reach out and stroke at Remus's cheek. To slowly pull their lips together while staring into those heartbreakingly beautiful eyes. Because really, he wanted Remus to be comfortable. Obviously.
And it was friendly, too, when he gasped at the contact of their lips. When he threw his arms around Remus's shoulders and crushed their bodies together, and sparks erupted over his body. They were friend sparks.
The moans that fell from both of their lips were moans of friendship, Sirius told himself, pulling at Remus's hair and slipping his tongue into the taller boy's mouth, relishing in the taste. They were close, that's all.
And when Remus move his hand downward to Sirius's thigh, gripping it, making him bite and suck at the other boy's lips, Sirius had to fight to remind himself that this was platonic. It was...platonic touching. Platonic snogging. Platonic feelings.
But when they both came up for air with a gasp and stared into each other's eyes, a few people whistling around them, Sirius started to think that maybe...it wasn't so friendly. Because Remus's eyes were dark and lust-filled and his lips were red and kiss-bitten and Sirius felt the unmistakable pull of want at the base of his spine.
"I think....Sirius and I need to discuss this elsewhere," Remus murmured, voice rough, eyes never straying from Sirius's own.
Sirius nodded breathlessly and stood, pulling Remus with him.
Of course, not much talking did happen.
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theprongspotter · 5 months
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Sirius, coming out: I don’t like women.
James, gasping: You’re a misogynist?!
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lulublack90 · 2 days
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Prompt 27 - Expecto Patronum
@wolfstarmicrofic March 27, word count 301
Fifth year was turning out to be more challenging than Sirius had anticipated. There was a monstrous amount of homework, and the wand work had amped up a few notches. 
He was having particular trouble casting a patronus. He was sick of chanting ‘Expecto Patronum’ and having nothing happen. Not even a wisp of a patronus emerged from his wand. 
James had been one of the first to cast the spell successfully. Of course, he had. That boy was happiness incarnate. His stag patronus was so blindingly bright the class had had to look away.   
“You’ll get it,” James wrapped his arm around Sirius’s shoulders, giving him a quick squeeze. “You’ve had a shit time recently. It’s bound to be hard to get a happy memory to feel happy after what your family did to you. Just keep trying. It’ll come eventually.” 
James was only trying to make it better, but he made Sirius feel terrible. He was trying so hard not to let everything that had happened at Christmas affect him. But how could it not?
His own parents had cast the cruciatus curse on him repeatedly until he was senseless. He was lucky he’d been able to escape. 
“Expecto Patronum, Expecto Patronum, Expecto Patronum.” He kept chanting over and over, concentrating on memories of his friends. 
He was about to give up when, as he was chanting the spell the last few times, Remus looked up from his book and smiled at him. Suddenly, a huge ghostly dog erupted from the tip of his wand and bounded around the classroom. It came back to him and sat at his feet with its tongue lolling out the side of its mouth. 
He had no idea what he’d been thinking when he cast it, but whatever it was, it was powerful. 
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moonyishot · 15 days
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Sirius: *Rambling about a hyper fixation*
Remus: *Interrupts to tell Sirius how he loves to hear him talk and to hear him talk about something important to him*
Sirius: *brain short-circuits*
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buzzed
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marlene lasted about a week before using a hair growth potion while remus…let’s just say he was more motivated to commit to the bit…
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(also new but she’s a cheerleader! chapter) (loving the subliminal messages i leave in my wednesday posts lmao)
close ups!
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