Marauders Modern AU

Hogwarts is modern, the emo revival is alive and the boys are ready for it:

• It seems like everyone is a twenty one pilots fan apart from some of the Slytherins and Ravenclaws, and Peter.
• James walking down the corridor singing “all my friends are Heathens” and earning dirty looks from Sirius
• Fights over who found the band first (it was Remus)
• Lily Evans and Marlene McKinnon wearing chokers and dark lipstick to Potions and being told off for it
• Everyone singing Panic! At The Disco in the Great Hall and people still singing Teenagers by MCR
• Alice Longbottom being the first to get a septum piercing (Frank loves it) and nearly all of the other Gryffindors have one by the end of that week, they make bets over who will chicken out first
• A lot of bright hair dye in the younger years, a lot of winged eyeliner in the upper years. Hufflepuff boys are teaching Hufflepuff girls make up tricks
• Indie kids in Hufflepuff and a house vinyl collection. They have a joint house-savings pot too, for more records
• Selfies and Instagram?
• Everyone knows Remus Lupin has the most ‘aesthetic’ Instagram but he posts a lot of pictures of the moon?? And Sirius too actually..
• McGonogall on the verge of breakdown because there’s only many so times she can ask people to take out their piercings and ask Sirius Black to take his earphones out in class
• Pokemon Go. Imagine it.
• Which is the best Fall Out Boy? Pre-hiatus? Post-hiatus? Peter doesn’t care, Muse and Radiohead are the best.
• Sirius Black telling Lily that James loves One Direction to sabotage his chances with her
• Turns out Lily loves them and her best friend is a Larry shipper
• Snape likes 5SOS
• Third years in their ‘youtuber phase’, frequently seen lined up in front of McGonagall who’s holding a pack of wet wipes and looking more hopeless than James Potter’s school reports
• Cool kids who only like Blink-182 and Green Day and never-ending fights over who’s best
• Waiting for things like the Hunger Games and Divergent, arguments over which is better: book or film?
• Sirius and Remus have matching nails and James is insanely jealous

Marauders and Pokemon?

Don’t try and tell me the Marauders and the whole of Hogwarts didn’t play it:

• Remus is completely against it at first. It’s stupid and illogical, dangerous and dumb. He’s seen at least two people walk into walls and heard about the fifth year that supposedly fell in the lake
• Sirius thinks the complete opposite. Technology has officially peaked, virtual reality is here, and nothing will ever be better than this. Anyone that disagrees is an idiot, he says
• The four of them download the game and they’re all addicted within five minutes… even Remus
• Fighting over which team to pick, James wants Valor, Remus wants Mystic, Peter wants lunch?
• People subconsciously dressing like their trainer avatars
• There are at least three smashed iPhones each day
• Mcgonogall confiscates iPods constantly but the Slytherins started to rebel and steal them back obviously
• The Marauders taking late night hunting trips under the invisibility cloak but everyone is out so they don’t need it, but it gives an advantage
• Until Peter falls out of the cloak in front of Filch
• Each time a phone buzzes everyone checks theirs and groans because it’s not a rare
• Frank Longbottom swears he saw a house elf playing it?
• There is absolute HELL when the school network goes down. Plans for a school strike are made but the wifi comes back just in time
• Everyone singing the Pokemon theme at dinner??
• Dumbledore banned the game and GPS after complaints from Filch, but the ban was renounced when Sirius and James found him playing late at night in his dressing gown
• So many injuries? Madame Pomfrey and her first aid kit are living for this game
• Hagrid wanting to play but his hands are too big so he helps first years find gyms instead
• Lily Evans ‘hates’ the game, says it’s a demonstration of everything that’s wrong with society and calls James pathetic… she blushes when he catches her swearing at her phone when there’s a Pikachu in the boy’s bathroom. She goes in and gets it anyway.
• He finally asks her out, butterbeer and hunting at Hogsmeade? (She says yes)
• Sirius assumes he is invited. He is not. Remus goes with him instead, they hold hands and hunt but find nothing but Bellsprouts
• House alliances are made, Slytherins are working with Hufflepuff and everyone is fighting to pair up with Ravenclaw. Apparently only Ravenclaws work with Ravenclaws
• Actual fist fights when a rare Pokemon pops up!
• Peter finds Mew and Pikachu and Remus is furious because it’s Sirius’s fault that they missed that one in Hogsmeade, not that he cares, but how the hell did Peter get it? (He chatted up a Ravenclaw)
• Also an original Pokemon series re-watching party, in the Hufflepuff common room, all houses (and teachers) welcome. If they bring their own beanbags.

anonymous asked:

oh my!!! i love your writing so much!! i have your notifications on so i never miss out :) could you write a wolfstar where they're at a bookstore/library and one of them is just reading and the other stumbles into him :) i'm not sure if you've written anything like this please please

Remus liked to read books before he bought them. Not the whole book, just the first few chapters. A lot of books had amazing first chapters and then completely derailed around chapter three. Remus loved buying books but he hated buying books that he lost interest in because the characters became terrible.

He had to keep walking around because the clerk in the shop, Snape, liked to bother Remus, telling him he had to buy the book before he read it. It was a shame that this unruly man happened to work at Remus’ favorite books shop (favorite because of the selection and the atmosphere, not because of the staff. Although the man who owned the shop, Dumbledore, was perfectly pleasant.) 

Remus was engrossed in the book and wasn’t watching where he was going. He tripped over something large in the middle of the aisle and went arse over teakettle, sprawling onto the floor and dropping his book.

“Holy shit, mate, are you okay?” 

Remus rolled over onto his back and managed to sit up. “I think I’m fine,” he said, brushing himself off. “My apologies, I wasn’t watching where I was going.”

“Oh, don’t worry about,” the man said, waving him off. “I probably shouldn’t be sitting here like this.” 

Remus cocked his head to the side and studied the stranger. He was a short man with long dark hair and a leather jacket. Good-looking in that effortless kind of way certain people had - like he just woke up in the morning looking gorgeous. Remus had no idea how he could have missed him in the first place. He was surrounded by books and wrapping paper. “What on Earth are you doing?”

The man chuckled. “Wrapping gifts, obviously.”

“Yes, obviously,” Remus said, blinking incredulously. “Any reason you’re doing it on the floor of a book shop?”

The man huffed. “It’s my Godson’s birthday and I forgot to get him something. Okay, not so much that I forgot that the thing I wanted to get him I was told wasn’t practical. So I was rebelling until today, when I realized I was going to show up to a five-year-olds birthday empty handed.”

Remus’ lips curled up into a smile. “What were you originally going to get him?”

The stranger ducked his head down. “An electric guitar.”

Remus burst out laughing. “Yes, I can see how that wouldn’t be the most sensible gift for a child.”

“You’ve got to learn young!” the stranger insisted. “Mozart was playing the piano when he was just four!” 

Remus stood up and went to retrieve his book. “So instead you’re getting him some books?”

The man shrugged. “Everyone likes books, right? Books are great when you’re a kid.”

“I think so, yes,” Remus said, giving him a reassuring smile. “They certainly were important to me growing up.”

“Good,” the man said, using the scissors to get the extra ribbon to curl with a flourish. 

“Well, good luck,” Remus said, finding his page in his book. 

“Hey wait,” the stranger said, standing up. “I just realized I have way more parcels than I could ever carry on my own. Any way I could bribe you to come along with me and carry some of these? I’ll buy your book for you and when we get there I’ll give you a piece of the birthday cake. So what do you say?”

Remus took in a deep breath as he composed himself. “Are you serious?”

The stranger grinned. “Absolutely.”

“I wouldn’t want to intrude on a little kid’s birthday party…” Remus said nervously. “After all, you don’t even know me.”

“You have an honest face,” the man said, picking up his gifts from the floor and handing a few of them over to Remus. 

“Hold on a second, did you pay for the books before you wrapped them?” Remus asked, studying the gifts in his hands. 

“Nope,” the man said, laughing, heading through the bookshelves towards the front door. “I hate the fucking clerk that works here. That guy is a twat.” 

“That doesn’t mean you should steal from his workplace,” Remus hissed, following after him quickly.

“And now you’re an accomplice,” the stranger said, turning around the wink at Remus. “Run!” 

The man took off towards the front door and Remus had no choice but to run after him. He didn’t feel right about the stealing but he also didn’t want to get caught. His heart was pounding as they crashed out the front door and sprinted down the sidewalk.

“You’re insane,” Remus said breathlessly, pressing his back against the wall of the alley they were hiding in, making sure Snape hadn’t followed them. 

“Damn right I am,” the stranger said, walking over with his arms full of gifts and capturing Remus’ lips. 

Remus was so startled that he nearly dropped the presents in his own hands. He could feel the surge of adrenaline rushing through his body as he kissed the stranger back. He wondered for a moment just what he was doing kissing a stranger in an alleyway after having just stolen some books.This was not Remus Lupin’s life.

“Fuck, you’re perfect,” the stranger said, pulling back and smiling up at Remus. “And don’t worry, I know Dumbledore personally. I’ll send him some money in the mail. I just hate having to deal with Snape.”

Remus swallowed around the lump in his throat. “So was this some kind of test?”

“Nah,” the man said with a smirk. “It was pretty fun though.”

“Remus Lupin,” he said, shuffling the presents around so that he could stick his hand out. 

“Sirius Black,” he responded, shaking Remus’ hand. 

“I’m not sure if it’s nice to meet you,” Remus admitted.

Sirius chuckled. “I get that a lot,” he confessed, peeking out of the alley and deciding the coast was clear. They walked together for about five blocks and then turned into a residential neighborhood. “It’s just that one, there,” Sirius said, gesturing with his head towards a large white cottage with a stone wall around it. It looks homey and sweet with a front garden and little children running in and out, a lot of them red-haired and wild.

Remus walked behind Sirius, unsure of his place there. It seemed a bit off to be a twenty-five year old at the birthday party of a chid he didn’t know. Yet Sirius walked in so confidently that Remus couldn’t help keeping in step with him.

“Jamie!” Sirius called out, dumping his presents on the table with the others and hugging an attractive Desi man with wild hair and glasses. “This is Remus.”

Remus shuffled awkwardly under their twin gazes. Jamie was clearly looking Remus over, assessing him on behalf of his friend. Sirius was merely looking at him with a fond expression on his face. Remus remembered their kiss in the alleyway and felt himself blush.

“James Potter,” he said finally, holding out his hand. “Welcome to my son’s birthday party.”

“I’m so sorry to just show up like this,” Remus burst out before James had even finished speaking. “It’s just Sirius needed help carrying all the presents and he roped me into it and well he’s very difficult to say no to. He said he would give me a piece of cake but now that seems a bit inappropriate and I can get cake anywhere. I can leave if you want me to.”

James glanced over at Sirius. “I can see why you like him.”

“Oh, he fell for me right away,” Sirius joked, putting his arm around James’ shoulders. “Quite literally.”

James chuckled and shook his head. “Only you, Sirius,” he said in exasperation. “Come on then, Remus. If cake you were promised then cake you shall have.”

“Let them eat cake!” Sirius exclaimed, walking into the other room with James while Remus trailed behind them. 

In the living room a small boy was seated on the sofa that looked almost exactly like a miniature version of James except his eyes were green instead of hazel and the frames of his glasses round instead of square. He was surrounded by other children his age of a bit older. They seemed to be playing telephone with each child whispering to the one beside them. 

A red-haired woman came in with a tray of cheese and crackers, setting it on the coffee table in the center of the circle of children. Afterwards she walked out of the circle and came to stand beside James, Sirius and Remus. 

“Oh, hello, who is this?” she asked, glancing over at Remus as if she wasn’t sure if she was supposed to recognize him or not.

“Remus. He’s my date,” Sirius said proudly.

“Your date,” she echoed slowly. “You brought a date to my son’s fifth birthday?”

Sirius shrugged. “Not intentionally.”

“This is my wife, Lily,” James spoke up quickly. “The love of my life who has promised not to kill my best friend.”

“It’s a real struggle sometimes,” Lily said, giving Sirius a hard stare of disapproval. “Anyways, you’re welcome here, Remus.”

“Thank you,” Remus said politely. He wondered if he should make an excuse to leave. He was intruding on a family moment with people he didn’t know. He didn’t even know Sirius, the person he had come in with. One kiss did not exactly make them acquainted. 

Sirius slid over to Remus and laced their fingers together, giving his hand a gentle squeeze. “See, you’re a hit already,” he said, beaming up at Remus. 

“I don’t think resignation to your antics counts as acceptance,” Remus informed him softly. “I should probably go.”

“No, don’t go,” Sirius begged, holding onto his hand tightly. “I want you here.”

“Why?” Remus asked. “We just met.”

Sirius sighed and placed his head on Remus’ shoulder. “Do you really want to know?”

“Of course.”

Sirius looked around and then led Remus outside to the backyard. There were two lawn chairs and they sat down side by side in them, their hands still connecting them. 

“So, Lily, James and I all went to school together,” Sirius began, tilting his head up and looking at the sky wistfully. “They fell in love and got married pretty soon after school. I love them both and they’ve done everything they could to include me - made me best man at their wedding and Harry’s godfather. And I love it. I love everything they let me be a part of but it’s still not the same, you know? They’ve got their own family, they’re this little unit together. They’ve been married for six years now and I’m still on my own. Sometimes it’s hard coming here and watching them be a family when I’ve got no one of my own.” 

Sirius tilted his head to the side to look at Remus. “Then today at the bookshop you crashed into me and it felt like sometime important was happening. I couldn’t just let you go on your way without seeing what this was - what it could be.”

Remus smiled. “You know you could have just asked for my number,” he teased, rubbing the inside of Sirius’ hand with his thumb. 

“I know,” Sirius said quietly. “I just didn’t want to face another one of Harry’s birthdays alone. I honestly never thought I’d get you here.”

“You had me intrigued,” Remus admitted. “And chocolate cake is my weakness.”

Sirius chuckled. “Good to know.” He got up from his chair and walked over, sliding onto Remus’ lap. “Is there any chance you’re feeling even a fraction of what I am?”

Remus studied him for a moment. staring into those grey eyes as if transfixed. “I’d say so, yeah,” he said, his voice gone hoarse. He pulled his hand away from Sirius’ in favor of tangling it in Sirius’ hair and kissing him fiercely. Sirius smiled against his lips and then began to kiss him back.

“Oi, you two!” James called from the back door. “We’re about to sing happy birthday. Get off your arses and get in here!” 

They broke the kiss and Remus found he couldn’t stop smiling as Sirius slid off his lap and held out his hand. “I promised you cake, didn’t I?” he asked with a smile of his own.

“That you did,” Remus said, taking his hand.