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IM FIGHHTING DOR THE LEFTYS

Would you maybe possibly want to join a war against leftys?

WHY ARE WE HATING ON YHE LEFTYS HELLO

yes

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AJAX TWCT ME ON INSTA

“I came across a fallen tree, I saw the branches of it looking at me,

Is this the place we used to love? Is this the place that I’ve been dreaming of?”

But it’s Remus when he’s alone after the war.

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“I came across a fallen tree, I saw the branches of it looking at me,

Is this the place we used to love? Is this the place that I’ve been dreaming of?”

But it’s Remus when he’s alone after the war.

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we know

“I came across a fallen tree, I saw the branches of it looking at me,

Is this the place we used to love? Is this the place that I’ve been dreaming of?”

But it’s Remus when he’s alone after the war.

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Would you maybe possibly want to join a war against leftys?

WHY ARE WE HATING ON YHE LEFTYS HELLO

yes

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peter is always just living guys

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regulus has sirius abandonment issues

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regulus has sirius abandonment issues

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IM SOBBING

regulus has sirius abandonment issues

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“Yes Remus, i’m on my way home.” Lyall sighed. The man in the back of his truck, 17 years old, black hair, silver eyes, sighed deeply. “I’ve just got to drop off this young man.”

“How old is he?” Remus asks on the other side of the phone.

“17 years old.” Lyall grumbled. Sirius, the man in the back, perked up a bit. He had gotten the police called on him because he walked on a ladies lawn. Lyall thought it was ridiculous, but the only way to make the lady happy was to take him to the ‘police station’ but he was just taking him home.

“Is he cute?” Remus asked. Lyall sighed and turned around. “And gay?”

“My son wants to know if you’re cute.” Lyall tells Sirius. He sighs. “And gay.”

Sirius grins. “Gay, yes. Cute, I believe so, sir.” He says cheekily.

Lyall sighs into the phone and turns back towards the road. “Yes and yes.”

“Grab his number for me, will you?” Remus asks.

“No, i’m not going to get his number for you.” Lyall says.

“829-728-9-“

“Hand over the phone!” Remus yells into the phone. Lyall debates it for a moment before handing the phone off to Sirius.

“Hello?” Sirius asks into the phone.

“What’s your number?” Remus asks.

“Hold on I don’t even know if you’re cute,” Sirius recollects.

There’s a silence on the phone for a second before a facetime call comes in. Sirius answers and it connects.

“Holy shit.” They both say.

“829-728-9-“ Sirius starts as Remus scrambles to plug it into his phone.

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“And they met in a cop car!” James finishes as he wipes his teary eyes.

There’s an outrage from both Sirius and Remus, sitting at the Just Married table. “That is not true!” Remus exclaims.

James gives him a weary look. “Fine. They got each others number whilst Sirius was in a cop car. They met at a coffee shop or whatever. Better?”

“Yes!” Sirius says.

meow

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barty: yeah i just don’t know what to do

luna: fuck it out of him

barty: luna wtf

luna: idk i heard mommy say it

Barty Crouch Jr would be the uncle that would rant to 6 year old Luna about his issues with Evan while she paints his nails pink and puts hello kitty hair clips to hold his hair back, and then he would 100% follow her advice.

He’d be THAT bitch and that’s why he’s Luna’s favorite. (I’m kidding) (or am I)

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womp womp

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can’t be embarrassed if you’re the one sharing !!

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you should

when a guy keeps harassing me to go on a date but not in a james potter way but in a snape way 🙁🙁🙁🙁🙁🙁🙁🙁🙁🙁🙁🙁🙁🙁🙁🙁

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"You wouldn't last an hour in the asylum where they raised me"

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Marauders Night At the Museum Au part 1

Remus pressed his lips into a line a quirked his eyebrow. James, on the other hand, smiled. “Thank you, sir.” James said, patting his back.

“You start tonight. There are rules in the cabinet.” Albus said, waving them out of his office door for the night.

Albus soon packed up, leaving both Remus and James behind in the sunset.

Remus pulled out a book, starting to read. “You’re so boring. We should be exploring.” James sighed, spinning around in a spinny chair.

Remus rolled his eyes. The sunset drew to a close, as a curtain of darkness fell upon them. James, now sleeping in a chair, only awoke when Remus screamed. Now, James was expecting a robber, or a burglar or something. What he was not expecting was a skeleton dog trying to get behind the circular desk that James and Remus were sat at. James was wide awake now. “Holy crap! What do we do?” James yelps.

“Get the rules!” Remus says, his voice rushed.

James tries to open the cabinet Albus said it would be in, failing to. “It’s locked!” James said.

“Try again!” Remus shouted.

“I can’t!”

They heard a piercing whistle throughout the museum, and everything stopped. A man wearing tight pants, and a complicated top came out. The skeleton dog rushed to him, sitting by his side. “What are we doing chasing the new night guards?” He asked the dog. The man was gorgeous. With his long dark hair, eyes silver yet warm, and a smile radiating through the cold air of the museum.

Remus thought he was beautiful. Remus had never thought of anyone like that. “Who are you?” Remus said, coming to his senses.

“I am Prince Sirius Orion Black the lll of France. Well, previously I suppose. It is…2024, non? Well I was disowned in 1775, so I suppose that’s that. I was killed in 1780, though, so it didn’t matter.” He said, his black hair swishing elegantly, despite his sad story.

“Are you alone?” Remus asked carefully, his mind swimming with questions. “Are you real?”

Sirius laughed. “No, i’m not alone. I have my brother Regulus. He got disowned and guillotined in the same day. He technically died before me. Only by a month, though. And no, i’m not real. I’m made of wax.”

“Where is Regulus?” James found himself clearing his throat and asking.

“Well he got sent out for enjoying men’s company and guillotined for having no desire to be a woman, so most likely changing. They’re awful here, they put him in a corset every day. He changes, every night though.” Sirius told them.

Remus and James’s mouths dropped. At the stunned silence, Sirius groans. “Please don’t tell me you don’t like the fact we prefer men over ladies. Ladies are lovely, I just don’t like them. The last night guards were like that and-“

“You like men too?” Remus chokes out.

Sirius nods carefully. Remus gets up out of his seat, patting Sirius in the back. “I’m sorry that happened to you. I promise James and I don’t care. I’m bisexual and James is Pan”

Sirius furrows his eyebrows. “You speak two languages? As do I. What does that have to do with anything. And James is a pan? He doesn’t look like one.”

Remus laughs. “I like men and woman. James likes everyone.”

Sirius frowns. “Oh. That’s nice. So what am I called?”

“You just like men, right?” Remus asks, taking him to the seats. The dog follows. Sirius nods. “Then you’re gay, probably.”

“Gay? As in happy? Well, I suppose I am happy with men.” Sirius thinks aloud.

Remus laughs, brushing his hair out of his face.

James, on the other hand, is nearly banging his head against the desk. He truly didn’t think life could get any crazier after his boyfriend of 2 years broke up with him, kicking him out, with no job. But of course, wax statues, skeleton dogs, animals, and is that a talking statue of George Washington? are coming alive. James was not having the best time. He was happy his best friend, Remus, finally met someone (even if it was a wax statue) and thought that was awesome, except for the fact they were talking wax statues that are now alive. Wasn’t Remus supposed to be the logical one?

But then again, all his logic apparently flew away when a man walked down the stairs with James’s clothes on. James coughed. “Those are my clothes.”

The man turned to him and frowned. “Hm. Sorry. Yours must have been the locker I nestled into. I have to steal these clothes you see, because apparently committing so called treason and getting executed isn’t enough for me to be put in men’s clothes.”

“Oh, no! It’s totally okay, just a bit of a shock. Considering it had my name on the back and things.” James choked.

James had walked in wearing a spider-man t-shirt, black jeans, and a letterman jacket from high school that said ‘Potter 03’ on it. He had to change into his uniform, so the clothes went into the locker.

It seemed wrong that someone as elegant as this man before him was wearing something so casual. He looked as if he belonged in a painting.

He smiled. “Thank you then.”

“Are you Regulus?” James asks, fascinated by this new man.

Regulus nods. “I suppose Sirius had told you our entire life story?” James nods. “Thought so.” When James looked confused, Regulus sighs. “He tells everyone.”

i haven’t posted any writing in literally forever so have this unfinished scrap xx

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the marauders to peter after the betrayal