the other day someone told me my skin was a pretty color and that my hairy legs make them want to scream and so here I am, at dawn, trying to see what they see and trying to love myself more in ways I don’t fully yet!!!
Mixed up different designs for John came up with this~ [mainly cos of the under cut, I love undercuts and since Matt has one now and CtH John had one…. I just drew him with the hairstyle :’)] Put together the whole sigil design combining couple different references, lettering is witch lettering and it says things :^) It’s there mainly for aesthetics~ This is mostly drawn just for aesthetics :’D
‘Come on!’ Sirius said, the sides of his eyes all crinkled up from him laughing. You bit your lip, holding your firewhisky against your cheek. ‘You think me, out of everyone would be the first to go to jail. Why?’ He asked, still grinning ear-to-ear. You shrugged taking a sip of the alcohol. ‘You’d be drunk,’ You said, gesturing to his very tipsy state. ‘And you’d get naked and run right through the middle of London, yelling at the top of your lungs.’ You laughed, ‘And someone would call the muggle police and as they’d be shoving you into the police car you’d yell at them that you’re a wizard or something. And then you’d disapparate. And then the ministry would have to deal with erasing the muggles memories and stuff,’ You paused, grinning and how Sirius seemed to hang onto every word that came out of your mouth. ‘And then they’d throw you in Azkaban for a couple days…just to straighten you out a bit.’ Sirius laughed into his bottle. ‘I don’t think they just throw people into Azkaban willy-nilly.’ You shrugged, ‘There’s a first time for everything.’ ‘You’d come visit right?’ Sirius said, lacing his arm around you making you giggle. ‘Of course.’ You said, kissing him.
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‘Remus wait up!’ You called as you slipped down the grassy bank, Remus striding ahead of you. ‘Remus!’ You yelled. Remus stopped and turned back. ‘What the hell is going on?’ You demanded. ‘Why did you bring me here?’ Remus looked to the floor, sighing. ‘I have reason to believe that Sirius is here.’ Your heart stopped and you completely froze. ‘W-What?’ You said, trying to pull yourself together. ‘Harry showed me something on the map earlier this week.’ ‘What was it?’ You asked, catching up with Remus who took off again, this time you were right beside him. ‘Peter Pettigrew.’ ‘That’s impossible Peter is dead.’ ‘The map never lies, y/n, you know this.’ ‘There has to be an explanation-’ ‘There’s not!’ Remus said, impatiently. ‘And right now Harry is in the shack with Peter and Sirius and we have to get there before something terrible happens.’
You and Remus ran through the underground passage to the Shrieking Shack, and even though it had been many years since you had been down there you still remembered and knew every crack, crevice and tree root that lay in that tunnel. As you got closer you could hear voices and your heart jolted at the thought of Sirius being up there. But you had no time to be nervous. ‘Quickly!’ Remus said. You climbed up the stairs, as Remus burst into the room. You followerd him in to see Harry pinning Sirius to the floor, a wand pointed to his throat. ‘Expelliarmus!’ Remus shouted and he caught the wand. Every head in the room turned to Remus and you but you could only see Sirius. ‘Professor-!’ Harry called but Remus shook his head and gestured for Harry to step away. Sirius got to his feet. ‘Well well Sirius,’ Remus said, wand pointed, ‘Looking rather ragged aren’t we, finally the flesh reflects the madness within.’ ‘Well,’ Sirius grinned a rather toothless grin, ‘You’d know all about the madness within, wouldn’t you Remus?’ Remus paused before smiling and pulling his friend into a hug. After the hug Sirius turned to you, a grin still on his face, he opened his mouth as if to say something but suddenly the smile vanished. ‘Y/n?’ He whispered, his voice croaky. You nodded, tears springing to your eyes and you looked at the man before you. A man you had loved. Sirius looked to Remus who nodded and then back to you before pulling you into a tight hug. Tears escaped your eyes and as you held him you remembered the last night you had spent with him, that night with the firewhisky. ‘What is going on?’ Harry yelled, looking at the three of you. You held Sirius hand tightly. ‘I trusted you!’ Hermione shouted at Remus who stood close to Sirius. ‘And who the bloody hell is that?’ Ron cried, pointing to you, his leg bleeding on the floor. ‘Wait I know you.’ Harry said, stepping forward, ‘I’ve seen you in pictures with my parents. You were apart of the Order with them.’ You nodded, ‘That’s right, Harry.’ You said, pity in your voice. ‘Enough!’ Hermione shouted, ‘He’s a werewolf,’ Hermione pointed to Remus, ‘That’s why he’s been missing class!’ You looked to Remus who stayed completely calm. ‘How long have you known?’ ‘Ever since Snape set the essay.’ She replied. ‘Well done Hermione, you really are the brightest witch of-’ ‘Enough talking! Let’s finish what we came here to do!’ Sirius interrupted, a crazed look on his face.
You watched Sirius talking to Harry a few meters away and wondered what they were talking about. And you wondered what you would say to Sirius when you would finally get some alone time. ‘How long has it been?’ Hermione asked, ‘Since you’ve seem him?’ ‘About twelve years.’ You said, glad that it was dark so neither Remus, Ron or Hermione could see you welling up. You saw the two boys look back at the four of you standing there and Harry walked back, he smiled at you. ‘Sirius says you have a lot of great stories about my mum.’ He said, his eyes glistening. You grinned, ‘Oh yeah.’ You said, looking over to Remus who laughed. ‘He wants to talk to you.’ Harry said, smiling gratefully up at you.
You stopped beside Sirius who was admiring the castle. ‘Remember the very first time we kissed?’ He said, ‘It was over there by the lake.’ He pointed but your eyes were already on the spot. ‘I remember.’ You whispered. Sirius looked at you. His face looked old. So old. But between the wrinkled and the dark circles you saw his eyes. His eyes that had lost a lot of the shine in them but still twinkled if you looked hard enough. You could feel yourself beginning to cry again for the third time that night. ‘I never came to visit.’ You said, as tears quickly spilt onto your cheeks. ‘What?’ Sirius asked. You couldn’t stop yourself from sobbing as you repeated, ‘I never came to visit. On our last night together I promised-’ ‘I never expected you to-’ ‘But I should have.’ You cried, your whole body shaking. Sirius looked at you, pulling you into his shoulder. ‘I’m glad you didn’t. You would have been thrown into my cell if you did, you know that.’ ‘I would have rather spent the last twelve years in that cell with you than free without you.’ You said honestly. Sirius pulled back, holding you at arms length. ‘Don’t say that.’ He said, and you could see his twinkling eyes glassing over. ‘We’re together now, that’s all that matters.’ He paused, and smiled, ‘I’m going to get a house, way out in the country, and Harry’s going to live with me. And you will too.’ He said, a statement rather than a question. You grinned, swallowing the lump of guilt in your throat, ‘Of course.’