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Just saw an edit "What if wolfstar were babysitting harry on 31st October"

AND I THINK I'M NOT FINE

(I'm gonna write a fic)

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"I asked chatgpt" Yeah, well, I asked Severus snape. And he said we should drown in the cauldron

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Dorcas: Okay Regulus, Fuck, Marry, Kill. James, Remus, Evan

Regulus: Fuck Remus, Marry James, Kill Barty

Barty: I wasn’t even an option!

Evan: I don’t know whether to be offended or just happy to be alive

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McGonagall: [to Dumbledore] If I didn't already know you were crazy, I'd think you were crazy.

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I was giggling like a toddler too while writing this :D

Sirius trying to teach lil Harry his name

Sirius: Harry, say Padfoot

Harry:

Sirius: C'mon lil guy, Pad-foot

Harry: Moo-ee

Sirius: No Harry, Pad-foot

Harry: MOO-EE

Sirius: You're one lil sh*t, aren't you?

Harry: Sh*t!

Sirius: F*CK! DON'T SAY THAT!

Remus, entering the room: Hey Harry, having fun?

Harry: F*ck! Sh*t!

Remus: ...

Remus, CaLmLy: WHO TAUGHT YOU THAT!?

Harry: Pad-foooo

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What if Snape never accepted the mark? Instead, he packed his bags the moment he graduated from Hogwarts and left to live somewhere else, somewhere far better than the gloomy, cold hands of the United Kingdom. The states, maybe. Hawaii sounded nice, and it seemed to be on its climb to vibrancy, so why not?

Cliché, but it was better than what he had before. He cut ties with everyone. No one could contact him, only very few knew where he was or had a clue about his whereabouts. Dumbledore had a little handy tracking spell placed on Snape after he realized that things would most definitely get hard to handle in the few coming years.

Three weeks of getting used to Hawaii, three months of making friends (astonishing news, I know), three years of bliss....that didn't last. Actually, three years hit a full bottleneck around October 31st.

Snape was simply returning from a party. He'd been attending them ever since year two, Easter, upon the request of a brunette-haired man who caught his eye. Thankfully, he'd only had a little to drink, though, that couldn't stop the wobbling of his ankles and the knocking of his knees from making their unwanted appearance.

Snape twisted the key leading into his home and stepped in, slipped off his tight shoes, hung a coat, and pushed his fingers through his (now cut short) hair. He flicked the light switch on and nearly had a heart attack because of what he returned to.

Not a corridor leading to the living room. Not an empty couch that usually called his name. No.

Instead, he was met with two sweaty, dusty men, one scarred and one holding a bloody infant in his arms. Both people Snape was certain he wouldn't have to see again. The scarred man raised his hand and waved awkwardly, the one carrying the infant scowled.

Snape fainted.

Part Two

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Based on X!

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Hc that instead of merlin's beard/Godric Gryffindor Sirius starts using variations of Lupin's name as exclamations in his everyday language like

"Lupin's furry tail, that was close"

"By Lupin's name, I will hex you"

"Remoony's baggy Y-fronts, Minnie's going to kill us!!"

"Lupin's most luxurious pelt, those dungbombs did a number, huh?"

"Moony's pants, what have we done"

It drives Remus up the wall but it catches up with James, Pete and the girls and by extension, the whole Gryffindor tower and soon there are several variations going around and almost on every corner you can hear someone go

"Acting the Lupin"

"Buggering Lupin"

"Gobsmacked Remus"

"In the name of Lupin"

"By the power invested in me by Remus Lupin"

It's hilarious and by the end of their time at Hogwarts, Remus doesn't even notice it anymore to the extent that it goes from blushing profusely and dropping whatever he's holding in surprise to blushing mildly and stuttering.

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Sirius: Every time I see Remus, my heart clenches and I get all nervous.

James: That's because you love him.

[Later]

Remus: Every time I see Sirius, my heart clenches and I get all nervous.

Regulus: Don't get close to him again, you seem to have an allergic reaction.

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Lanky, awkward eleven year old Remus, who fully planned to spend the next seven years avoiding everyone and keeping his nose in a book.

Eleven year old Sirius, who almost faceplanted on the train because he'd never seen someone that beautiful before

Baby wolfstar 🥰

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11 yo, modern AU

Sirius :*reading from phone* I heard 1 in 4 people are gay. That means at least one marauder is gay.

Sirius: hope it's Remus, Sirius: because Remus’s cute.

Everyone:

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Sirius once got so flustered when Remus called him “baby” in front of James that he walked into a glass door. James still brings it up at every opportunity.

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amortentia - January 17 - black brothers - wolfstar - background jegulus - @black-brothers-microfic - word count: 468

“How did you know you were gay?”

Startled by the question, Regulus nearly lost his grip on his broom, and had to take a moment to collect himself before turning to his brother, who was flying next to him. “Pardon?” he asked, still shocked.

“I - how did you know you were gay?” Sirius repeated himself, still infuriatingly unclear.

"Well after about the fourth time kissing a bloke, I realized I didn't hate it," Regulus replied, completely deadpan.

But Sirius just sighed, not laughing at all.

It was at this point, Regulus decided they needed to have this conversation on the ground, so he flew to the stands and sat, Sirius following him. “What’s wrong, Sirius?” he asked, safely seated on the uncomfortable benches.

“I…we learned about Amortentia in potions today,” Sirius mumbled, staring out into the pitch.

Ah, the Love Potion. “And?” Regulus probed, pretty sure where this was going. Because anyone who had eyes could see how Sirius looked at a certain tall, slightly-clumsy werewolf.

“My Amortentia…it smelled like…” Sirius whispered, like he couldn’t fully say it.

“Amortentia can smell like platonic or familial love, too” Regulus reminded him comfortingly. “Amongst other more…confusing things, I can smell the Quidditch pitch and your hair potion in mine…” he offered, trying not to cringe at the vulnerability of the statement. 

“Yeah…but I don’t think it’s like that,” his older brother confessed, finally looking at Regulus with tears welling in his eyes. “I think I’m just a bit thick and I didn’t realize.”

“Well, you are that,” Regulus chuckled. “Sirius, you know liking Remus doesn’t make you gay, right? You could be bi, or pan, or…whatever.”

“Yeah. I just…it’s a lot,” Sirius sighed, turning away again. “Do you think he’ll hate me?”

Imagining the way Remus looked at Sirius, the equally-adoring stares and heart eyes, Regulus chuckled. “No. Pretty sure his Amortentia smells like your disgusting socks and stupidly expensive cologne. I’d bet money on it, actually.”

Sirius’s face turned red. “You think?” he asked hopefully, eyes wide.

“Remus is gayer than I am,” Regulus assured him. “And I’d bet my broom he’s especially gay for you.”

Looking unsure, Sirius nodded. “I…yeah, I just…okay. I…thank you.”

“Look at you, disappointing out parents again,” Regulus joked with a wry smile. “You keep outdoing yourself.”

At this, Sirius laughed. “It’s a talent,” he quipped.

Unsure of what else to say, Regulus murmured, “If you ever need to talk..”

“I know, get you drunk, and then get emotional,” the older boy grinned.

Regulus smirked. “Exactly. Now, where were we?”

But as they both stood to again take to the skies, Sirius turned. “I steal it from James, by the way. The hair potion. If you ever wanted to use it too, or whatever.”

And then he shot off, leaving Regulus completely stunned.

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"WHO TAUGHT YOU THAT?!" Remus asked calmly

Sirius trying to teach lil Harry his name

Sirius: Harry, say Padfoot

Harry:

Sirius: C'mon lil guy, Pad-foot

Harry: Moo-ee

Sirius: No Harry, Pad-foot

Harry: MOO-EE

Sirius: You're one lil sh*t, aren't you?

Harry: Sh*t!

Sirius: F*CK! DON'T SAY THAT!

Remus, entering the room: Hey Harry, having fun?

Harry: F*ck! Sh*t!

Remus: ...

Remus, CaLmLy: WHO TAUGHT YOU THAT!?

Harry: Pad-foooo

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water - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 287

Face completely blank, Sirius took a shot of the clear liquid in front of him, swallowing it easily and looking around the room. “Alright, ask me a question,” he said confidently, slamming the tiny glass back down.

“Favorite color?” Peter asked immediately.

“Hm…Black. Or purple,” Sirius answered, face still emotionless. “Maybe green? No, brown!”

The three other boys mumbled and nodded.

“When my candy stash mysteriously disappeared last year…” Remus said, eyebrows narrowed.

“It wasn’t me!” Sirius insisted, eyes wide. “I swear!”

“I can’t tell if he’s lying,” Peter whispered loudly, staring at Sirius with confusion on his face.

James, however, decided to go for broke. “Out of everyone at Hogwarts, who do you wanna snog the most?”

“Moony,” Sirius answered without hesitation. In the same moment, his cheeks turned bright red, and he looked down.

“He got water,” Remus said flatly, trying to ignore the sinking in his stomach and the thrumming of his heart. “There’s no way he drank Veritaserum.”

“What makes you think that?” Peter asked, looking at Remus quizzically.

Remus snorted. “Because the only way he’d say he wanted to snog me is if it was a joke.”

Sirius, who still was looking down, looked up furiously and opened his mouth as if to argue. But James beat him to it. “Sirius, how tall are you?” he asked his friend, who shot him the dirtiest of looks.

“One hundred ei…” his face twisted and he swallowed violently, like he was compelled to do so. “One hundred seventy-two centimeters,” he murmured, an angry expression on his face.

“Nah, he got the Veritaserum,” James grinned, chuckling.

But Remus was far too busy to laugh as well. Because if Sirius got the Veritaserum, then that meant….

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Remus: *literally just rolls up his sleeves*

Sirius: If you’re not planning to pin me against something, that’s just rude.

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Remus, exhausted and not having slept a blink in a week due to the moon+exams, finally falling asleep with his head in Sirius' lap in the common room.

That night, not a peep was heard from the Gryffindor house.

Because absolutely no one had the nerve to even breathe a bit loudly when Sirius Black™ was glaring at them, eyes threatening murder if they woke Remus up, all the while gently carding his hand through Remus' curls and keeping him sufficiently warm & cuddled.