oh lupin

Oh Shit…

It happened gradually…

Sirius: *bursts into the dorm, locking the door behind him*

Sirius: *spots Remus and holds a finger to his lips* Shhh…

It had started with little things. The way he’d put his hair up with his wand, dark curls falling across his forehead. The impressively dramatic eye-rolls. The sound of his voice. His crooked smile…    

Then it became more specific.

The way his voice would crack when he tried to hit the high notes in “Stayin’ Alive”. The way he’d always tilt Remus’ book down, peering over it with a mischievous look that said very clearly he was up to no good. How he passed every test effortlessly, infuriatingly, playing it off as “luck”. The way his shoulders hunched and his expression turned stony every time he passed Regulus in the hall, desperately trying to think of something to say to his estranged sibling. The way his whole face would light up whenever James introduced him as his brother. The way he’d sit quietly in the hospital wing after the full moon, dark bags under his eyes. The fact that he always took notes when he knew Remus wouldn’t be able to make it…  

Sirius: *sighs with relief when no one knocks on the door* *turns to Remus* Hey Moons, If anyone comes asking where I am… tell them I’m off snogging McKinnon or something.

The fact that it hurt when he said that…

Sirius: *notices the way Remus’ hands are trembling as he turns the page, his eyes staring blankly at the same spot*  

He didn’t know when it had happened… what had changed…

But…

Oh shit… 

… I’m gay. 

Okay, but everyone talks about James Potter realising Remus and Sirius were meant for each other before they even did. Like he wouldn’t even have blinked when they told him they were dating.

But.. Guys… This man is the father of Harry James Potter. The most oblivious boy I have ever seen.

Sirius was probably lying on top of Remus, furiously making out with him, the two of them rolling around the couch in the common room only to have James walk in like, ‘Hey guys, Remus there is this really pretty girl outside the common room you wanna go talk to her?’

Then Sirius sits up, ‘James?! Remus and I have been dating for like a year now???’

James is standing there all confused like, ‘Wait Padfoot.. you like guys??? Since when????’

Déjà vu

Based on THIS textpost


McGonagall: *looking over the write up of what the boys were caught doing. she sighs*

James: Actually professor, Sirius is my middle name.

Mcgonagall: *stares at both of them, feeling the absolute worst Déjà vu*

James: Yeah, Minnie, you look like you’ve seen a ghost or something.

McGonagall: *pauses, suddenly seeing two different boys in front of her…*

*The two boys leave the office*

FIN


James Sirius Potter/James Potter played by @space-marauder

Teddy Lupin/Remus Lupin played by @kapitan5o

  • [walking around, still disappointed 6 hours after visiting an aquarium]
  • Remus: What did you think a tiger shark was, Sirius?
  • Sirius: Awww babe, you had a crush on me? That's embarrassing.
  • Remus: We're married.
  • Sirius: Still.

anonymous asked:

teachers au? where marauders + lily all work at the same school? just an idea after reading ur camp au. love ur writing lots, ur super talented x

  • sirius keeps making fun of james for being That English Teacher™ that makes everyone read the book because ‘sixteen year old prongs would fuckin hate you mate’
  • lily has pot plants on her desk but they’re always dying
  • it’s a school meme how often remus hits his head on low doorways
  • james and lily frequently argue about who has the best class while standing over their stove eating rice out of the pot
  • remus teaches history and james spends half his time trying to convince him to take a lunch break
  • someone keeps stealing james’ whiteboard markers and putting them in the photocopier and hes sure its sirius but its actually lily
  • peter is the I.T guy who never knows whats wrong with the internet
  • lily has to put a dollar in the jar every time she says how much she loves graph paper and the money goes towards, as the label says, ‘getting sirius a haircut or maybe moony a sense of style’  
  • they all eat together in the staffroom but remus wont share his tic-tacs and james is the only one who can make lily’s tea right
  • Sirius is that weird substitute that you think you won’t have to do anything with and then you’re in chemistry with goggles on while he tells you to shut your eyes because this wasn’t on the instruction sheet but he did see it on mythbusters once
  • lily keeps going in really close to james’ face like shes going to kiss him and then at the last minute just whips out a calculator and whispers ‘embrace maths’
  • sirius keeps coming to remus’ class dressed as historical figures even though remus literally never asked
  • for their anniversary james gets a lily a bouquet of rulers and puts them in water and she stares at them forever when she walks into the kitchen. no boy has ever been as sweet as hers.
  • the carpet in lily’s classroom reaks of canola oil because of a terrible sirius prank that peter doesn’t let them talk about
  • remus hates highlighters for some reason so naturally every year james buys him an industrial pack of 200 for his birthday
  • sirius isn’t allowed to speak at school assemblies anymore ever since he blasted ‘gasolina’ while Al Gore’s climate change documentary silently played on the projector and no one could figure out how to turn it off
  • lily reads the great gatsby for james and hates every minute of it and she reminds him of this when they’re in bed and he’s hogging the covers
  • ‘listen here bitchman i read that fucking piece of romantised toilet paper for you so give me back my fucking sheet’
2

He did not believe it; he would not believe it; still he fought Lupin with every bit of strength he had. Lupin did not understand; people hid behind that curtain; Harry had heard them whispering the first time he had entered the room. Sirius was hiding, simply lurking out of sight –

remus headcanon
  • i have a headcanon
  • the marauders notice how Remus gets really moody when he reaches the 2 day mark before a full moon
  • each month varies in emotion
  • some months, he’ll be really sad
  • he’ll push his food around his plate, drag his feet when he walks, go to bed early, not even bother to get a cup of tea, lay his head on the table during class, not chime in on conversations, and have the boys constantly worry about him
  • other months, he’s completely pissed off
  • he’ll sigh in exasperation when he drops something, snap when someone asks him more than one question, rub his eyes and groan when he’s asked to do something, and sit on a common room couch with a mixture of annoyance and disgust on his face as he tries not to roll his eyes at everyone, making the other boys nervous whenever they’re around him, like he’s a bomb ready to explode
  • and sometimes, just sometimes, he’ll have a mixture of both
  • he’ll listen to his sad records but let out an aggravated groan when they skip, he’ll stare off in class and when he misses something the teacher said, he’ll hastily flip through his book and try to catch up, whilst having a pissy-pouty look on his face
  • the boys don’t even try to test him during this mood
  • when he’s this way, he has a no tolerance for any bullshit
  • and so, one day in 6th year, a day before a full moon, he was in that particular mood
  • they were all in transfiguration
  • James was sitting with Lily today, she let him; she’s starting to like James
  • Sirius is next to Peter, chatting about nonsense, and Remus is at the next table with his head on his crossed-arms
  • he likes being alone during classes before a full moon
  • but of course, only the marauders new that
  • so a snotty Slytherin sat next to Remus, seeing that there was no other seat available
  • neither one was too happy about this arrangement
  • toward the end of the class, Mcgonagall was talking about how transfiguring muggle-owned things isn’t tolerated because it’s too risky in exposing magic and confusing and scaring the muggle half to death
  • and of course, the Slytherin sniggers
  • “What is it?” Mcgonagall asked the slytherin
  • “I just think it’s funny,” the Slytherin starts,” that muggles can’t really seem to grasp anything.”
  • James can feel Lily tense next to him
  • James purses his lips and knits his eyebrows together, ‘here we go again, guess i’m going to have to get my knuckles bloody after class’
  • “Come again?” Mcgonagall asked with a puzzled look
  • “I just mean,” the Slytherin continues,” haven’t they noticed something’s up by now? Haven’t they noticed magic before? I mean the ministry can’t erase everyone’s memory… I guess their just slow… uneducated and slow.”
  • at that, Remus slowly lifted his head off the desk and turned to look at the kid, wearing the most ‘i can’t believe someone actually thought that in their head and then decided to said it out loud’ expression on his face
  • then the Slytherin kid says, in a voice just low enough for Mcgonagall not to hear, but everyone in a ten foot radius to, “Maybe that’s why mudbloods are so slow and horrid at magic, take after their stupid parents. Aren’t i right?”
  • and just as Sirius and James are about to pound this kid into the ground, Remus takes a handful of the kids hair from the back of his head into his fist, and slams the kids face on the table so hard and fast, James almost missed it
  • “REMUS!,” Lily and Mcgonagall shout at the same time, both standing up, Lily knocking her chair over
  • the kids nose starts gushing blood, undoubtedly broken, as he wails and fumbles to get away from Remus
  • and Remus just has this half bored, half disgusted look on his face as he watches his classmate flail about
  • Peter has the same shocked expression as James, and then James and Sirius share a glance, and before they know it, they’re on the floor laughing their arses off
  • since then, that was always the first story that got brought up whenever someone mentioned Remus for the next two years, and the story that always made Remus grin wide whenever he was in one of his ‘moods.’
  • Lily: Remus?
  • Remus: Yeah?
  • Lily: I think I'm going crazy.
  • Remus: Why?
  • Lily: Do you see a dog riding a stag over there in the Forbidden Forest?
  • Remus: *looks outside*
  • Remus: *Sees Prongs running around in circles while Padfoot rides his back*
  • Remus:
  • Lily:
  • Remus:
  • Lily:
  • Remus: gOd dAmmIT nOt AgAIn

“It is the quality of ones convictions that determines success, not the number of followers”
Remus Lupin, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

Featuring @asktheboywholived as Remus Lupin!
A big thank you to everyone for their support! Every like and every reblog makes my day! Hope you guys enjoy this one!

Imagine Teddy Lupin’s teachers looking at the list of upcoming students and being like,

“Oh, Lupin! Remus was a good student, despite what he may have gotten into with his friends, his son should be no real trouble!”

Now imagine eleven-year-old Teddy jumping off of the stool after being Sorted and his hair turning his House colors and everyone simultaneously remembers who his mother was

turncoat: in defense of andromeda tonks nee black

The day after Andromeda’s world ended, she woke to a house full of life.

She rolled out of bed in soft pajamas, bare feet. One pillow was mussed and crumpled. The other was untouched, plumped just the way Ted liked it. She leaned against the headboard, pale fingers gone paler from squeezing the wood.

Her knees were creaking, her joints aching. She was forty three and she felt like she had at least a century brittling her bones. Morning light, grey and dim, dropped through the crack in the curtains, shattered to the floor. There was a sniffle. There was a crescendo of an infant’s cry. Andromeda wrapped an old blanket around her shoulders and went to her grandson.

If she had picked up the newspaper on her front step (she wouldn’t) she would have seen the garbled headlines first trying to make sense of the smoldering remains of the Battle of Hogwarts. THE END OF OUR TERROR? the Prophet screamed.

When Andromeda went out into the rest of the house with Teddy nestled into her shoulder, she had to step cautiously over sleeping bodies. In one corner, a boy with disheveled hair and crooked glasses was passed out on her living room floor, wrapped around a lithe redhead. Harry had insisted on coming to tell her about Nymphadora and Remus in person. The rest of the snorers on her floor had insisted on coming with him. Andromeda had insisted that if they tried to leave again in that state, exhausted and unfed, they’d end up passed out in a ditch somewhere and not just because she’d send a curse after them.

She didn’t know them yet. She didn’t know Harry would spend hours on all fours when Teddy was learning to crawl, demonstrating proper form, while Ginny laughed and cheered them both on with Lee Jordan-style commentary. She didn’t know Molly Weasley would fold herself bossily, comfortably, into Andromeda’s Saturday afternoons with teacakes and preserves, her mending and her sharpest gossip, kindest words.

Andromeda didn’t know that the bushy haired girl curled up on the couch would teach Teddy to read, buy him Muggle science books and help him make a potato battery for a lightbulb, that the lanky redhead bent like a long-limbed question mark at the foot of the couch would become Andromeda’s newest, brightest chess arch nemesis.

Little Teddy on one shoulder, Andromeda went barefoot into the kitchen to get down her daughter’s favorite mug and fill it full of steaming tea. Andromeda let it overbrew, watching sleeping chests, backs, ribs, stomachs rise and fall, breathe, shake. When she finally rolled the bitter liquid over her tongue, she clung to the mug, didn’t let it break the silence.

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