Tbh, I forget that I send in requests so I don't mind if they're late. And also, PLEASE CONTINUE COFFEE!WOLFSTAR I LOVE ITT
And so the Coffee House AU continues!
Remus hadn’t thought that Sirius could be more attractive, but he had been happily proven wrong when Sirius pulled his long black hair into a bun and revealed a tattoo of of trail of stars positioned behind his left ear.
He began to wonder if there was anything that wasn’t absolutely perfect about this gorgeous boy with the dazzling smile that was waiting for him by the exit at 10 AM sharp.
Sirius broke into a grin and raised his cup in greeting. Remus shifted his bag and took a deep breath.
The autumn air was perfect for a walk, which is what he thought they were going to do.
“So on a scale of ‘hell no’ to ‘fuck yeah’ do you trust me?”
Remus stopped about a foot from Sirius and froze. He watched as Sirius took a sip of his chai latte with a shot of mocha syrup.
Sirius laughed and nodded his head towards a motorcycle across the street.
Remus, who knew next to nothing about bikes simultaneously cringed and gawked.
It was impressive with it’s sleek black paint and shiny chrome, that much was true, but he had never in his life been on a motorcycle. He’d heard horror stories that should turn him off to the idea entirely, but something in his gut decided that he should definitely trust Sirius.
“Are you cool with that?” Remus tore his eyes from the bike to look back and Sirius, who wore a shit eating smirk between sips of his latte.
“Yes?” Remus answered uncertainly, and Sirius chuckled.
“We’re not going far. Just a few blocks, but it’s much faster that hoofing it on foot.” Remus tried to think about what was in that direction as he cautiously followed him to the bike.
Sirius handed him a helmet and then put on his own before straddling the bike. Remus couldn’t help but notice that he looked at home on the back of the motorcycle, which he had named Padfoot, he was informed, because he wasn’t allowed a pet growing up.
Part of Remus thought that was weird, that other part of him wanted to pinch his cheeks and call him fucking adorable. He also learned that his parents disowned him at sixteen and he shared a flat with his best mate, James Potter, if his memory served him correctly.
“Ready?” Sirius called over his shoulder as Remus awkwardly straddled the bike behind him and Remus could SMELL the scent of leather permeating from Sirius’s jacket.
And fuck it was NICE, almost as nice as being pressed against Sirius’s back
Remus wasn’t sure, but he was fairly confident in saying that Sirius was purposely pressing back a little firmer than he normally would. Remus wasn’t going to complain.
The bike roared to life and purred beneath them as Sirius drove off the campus and onto the main strip in town.
They didn’t go all that fast, and Remus clung to him the whole five minute ride, but he definitely decided that he would be willing to do this again.
Remus looked around as Sirius parked in front of a building with tinted window fronts and two glass doors. He’d seen the building before - he passed it nearly every weekend on his way out of town to see his parents, but he hadn’t ever considered it to be anything other than an office building.
“So…you work here?” Remus asked, and Sirius laughed as he unlocked the door.
“’Work’ is an operative term,” Sirius smirks and throws the door open. “Come along, Remus.”
Remus took a few tentative steps and his jaw nearly hit the floor. What he saw was the last thing he had been expecting.
“This is my studio, yes.”
There had to be over fifty canvases of art on the walls alone. Paint covered the cement floor, and brushes of all sizes and other various tools were everywhere. Some where put away nicely on a wall and organized by brand and size, but others were spread out over a large, stone table.
“How did I know that you would like it here?” Sirius cut him off and smiled genuinely. Remus nodded, a bit bashful.
“I didn’t. I just hoped. Looks like I was right though.”
Remus almost couldn’t believe it. Heat rose on his cheeks and he blushed something fierce.
“You did all of this on a whim? What if I hated it?”
“But you don’t. That’s the important part.”
Perfect. Sirius Black was perfect and Remus was ready to sign his life away to this artsy boy with the motorbike and tattoos.
I hate it when someone ship Sirius x Remus 😭😭 tumblr is full of it.. So can u cheer me up and give me an imagine of Remus x Reader marry? Thanks 😁
“I promise to love you unconditionally, to support your goals, to honor and respect you, to laugh and cry with you, to cherish you for as long as we both shall live.” Remus said with a soft smile on his face.
“Remus, do you, take Y/N Y/L/N to be you lawfully wedded wife.” The preacher asked.
Smiling down at you, Remus answered. “I do.”
“Do you, Y/N Y/L/N, take Remus Lupin to be your lawfully wedded husband.”
“Yes, I do.” You nodded as you smiled through the happy tears that were softly falling down your cheeks
“You may now kiss the bride.”
Remus quickly grabbed you by the waist and pulled you to him. You wrapped you arms around his neck as he leaned forward and smashed his lips against yours, officially making you Mrs. Remus Lupin.
Imagine being pregnant with Remus Lupin’s baby after two wonderful years of marriage.
“Oh my gosh,” you whispered as tears gathered in your eyes. You stared down at the little stick that was going to change your life forever. You smiled at the thought. You and Remus were pregnant. You wiped the happy tears away and got up of the floor. You knew exactly how to tell him.
You fidgeted in your dress as you cooked dinner. Remus had been away for the past couple of days giving you plenty of time to get everything ready. You were almost finished when you heard Remus call out that he was home. He stumbled into the kitchen.
“You look fantastic, Love,” he complimented as he wrapped his arms around your waist and kissed your neck.
“Thank you,” you smiled. “Why don’t you get cleaned up while I set the table?” Remus kissed you once more before making his way to the bedroom.
Remus emerged in a pair of clean clothes as you finished putting dinner on the table.
“You didn’t have to go through all this trouble. I would have been fine with takeout,” Remus said as he pulled out your chair before sitting down himself.
“I know, but I wanted tonight to be special,” you murmured.
“I didn’t forget something, did I?” Remus asked with a smirk. You shook your head with a smile.
After you two finished dinner, you told Remus to close his eyes as you fetched his present.
“Ok, open your eyes,” you told him as you set a white box with a big red ribbon in front of him. Remus smiled and looked a little suspicious as he opened the box. On top was a letter.
Each of us helped pick out this gift. We hope you enjoy!
Prongs, Padfoot, and Lily Flower
Remus smiled before looking into the box again. The first onesie he pulled out was from James.
Next was Lily’s.
Next was Sirius’s.
And finally yours.
Remus turned his head sharply towards you.
“Really?” he whispered. You eagerly nodded your head. Suddenly, you were Remus’s arms as he swung you around the kitchen. Once you’re feet were back on the ground, Remus’s lips were on you.
“You have made me the happiest man in the world,” he whispered in your ear.
He carried their things up to the room and took three attempts at scanning the Muggle card to open the door. He sighed in frustration and went for a fourth try before Hermione silently snatched it from his fingers and slid the card through. “Magically” a little light flashed green, and the door opened after a small clicking sound.
“Do you want to sleep first?” he asked her, setting their luggage in the open closet nearest the door, his eyes full of concern. “Or maybe a bath?”
She looked lost, and that frightened him though he would be damned to say so out loud. Remus had promised Richard that he would keep Hermione safe, look after her and protect her, and she certainly needed taking care of right then. When she shrugged, Remus led her into the bathroom and gently unbraided her hair for her. He tugged on the tap to the bath and ran it until the water was hot, stoppering the bottom with a small plug attached to the nozzle with a little chain.
“I’ll be right outside the door,” he promised, kissing her cheek and wiping away a feat falling tears.
James, Albus, Lily, Fred, Dominique, Teddy, Louis, Roxanne, Molly and Rose used to have bets about who could sing along the worst to their
Grandma Molly’s Celestina Warbeck music. Victoire, Lucy and Hugo
refused to take part in the practice.
Teddy was popular with people due to how odd he was. He was Headboy but didn’t hesitate to look like he could kickass when someone was being targeted and bullied. He was a metamorphmagus so he could entertain the younger ones with his appearance and always remembered names and faces.