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okay, sit with me here for a minute.

the moon, the earth, the stars, the sun. messrs moony, wormtail, padfoot, and prongs.

the sun and the stars one in the same--- the sun *is* a star, the stars are the sun. And yet, they are separated eternally. The Sun will never truly be considered on the stars in the eyes of observers, and no other star will ever be able to meet the sun.

But rather, the stars are put with the moon. They are conjoined, they are matched together like a celestial marriage. It will always be the moon and the stars--- but never *truly* be the moon and the stars, because the moon will forever be locked in the earth's orbit, while stars will forever be trapped outside our atmosphere, thousands and thousands of light years away.

and just as the moon is locked in the earth's orbit, the earth is locked in the sun's. It exists, perfectly placed between he moon and the sun except for the rare, rare occasion that the moon manages to squeeze itself between the moon and the sun. A reprieve. A few short, brilliant moments once every hundred or so years where the moon gets to be with it's stars, and the earth can't stop it. But eclipses only last a few minutes. And when that ends, it's back to orbiting the earth. Over, and over, and over,. Waiting for the next brief moment it gets to sit next to the sun, the stars, and bask in their beauty.

The earth is not of any of the other three, yet day after day, year after year, it loops and loops around and around the sun. It's entire existence relies on the careful balance the sun provides, and when that careful balance will inevitably fall, so will the earth alongside it.

And only then, when the earth's life is eradicated, when it's left another misshapen, useless chunk of rock in the universe, will the moon be released to be amongst it's matching stars. Only then, then the moon be a part of these beautiful lights we've considered it amongst for eons, where we see it each night but it will never truly be. Only when the earth has caused it's own demise will the sun be released from our false classification of it as something better, more than the other stars due to it's simple placement amongst society, will it return to its brothers of the stars. Will it truly, once again be a star. And only then will the moon be amongst the stars we've gifted it to.

does that make sense?

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Sirius: this is my petition to start calling Remus 'Virginity Collector' Remus: absolutely not Peter: You are already called the Casanova of Gryffindor tower. James: how many-- Remus: do not finish asking that question. Sirius: Will you tell me the answer, though? Remus: No. Sirius: Higher than one? Remus: I'm not answering that James: loser.

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James: I think one of us should start a quotebook of the insane shit we say Peter: It would exclusively consist on Padfoot. Sirius: I'm not THAT out of pocket. Remus: the other day you asked me if the God fandom was toxic. Sirius: well, is it? Peter: how did you survive this long?

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Peter: when was that party Marlene wanted us to be at? Sirius: hold on, let me ask the voice that holds all my memories for me. Moony? Remus: it's on Tuesday.

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James: I love you! Peter: Prongs. We're both dudes. Calm down. James: :((

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James: Sirius, who's calling me? Sirius: Effie! I've got it! Sirius: *picks up* Hi, Mum. Your son and I are having sex, please hold. James: You CANNOT answer my MUM like that! M

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Evan: Potter, put a leash on your dog. James: who said I can control anything Sirius does ever? Evan: Lupin, put a leash on your dog. Remus: Yeah, that's fair. Padfoot! Sirius: If you're gonna tell me to stop hexing the Slytherin commons I'm not going to. Remus: try again. Sirius: ... I'll go fix the door to the Slytherin commons

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Sirius: does anyone else have platonic kinks? Peter: enlighten me, Padfoot. What in the fuck is a platonic kink? Sirius: like, uh, er, James: Give him a sec, he's buffering. Sirus: No, yeah, I don't know, actually.

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Barty: you seem like you hissed at people as a kid. Regulus: bold of you to assume I don't still hiss at people.

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Pandora: Have you ever thought of just, like, pretending to be a good person? Barty: wait, that's not what we're all doing already?

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James: Remus! Join us! Sirius: We're playing Smash or Pass. Remus: is--- Padfoot. Is that Death Eater propoganda? Sirius: Of course! Remus: I cannot believe this is a sentence I have to say. Do not play Smash or Pass with the Death Eater propoganda Peter: What are you? A narc?

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James: Breaking news! It's okay to say fuck! Peter: Wow, James, thank you. I so definitely needed your permission to continue speaking the exact way we have this entire time.

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Lily: I'm going to spell all of you mute if we mention cocaine or hookers one more time. Peter: Pads, that's your cue to stop talking. Sirius: but I haven't even gotten to good part of the story!

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Barty: Potter, research purposes. What's your favorite muggle candy? James: Uh, circus peanuts. Regulus: You seem like a circus peanuts kind of guy. James: Is that an insult or something? Regulus: could be. If you want.

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Barty: Evan just asked me what my aesthetic is. What does that even mean? Regulus: Well, it's kind of like walking into Wal-Mart and stealing the twelve-pack of high lighters. Barty: Thank you, Reggie. I try.

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Sirius, without looking up from his computer: Okay, maybe Voldy's a power bottom James: why in the ever-loving-fuck would you say that? Sirius: I've seen things, Prongs. Remus: I'm revoking your ability to use the internet, now.

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Sirius: James likes men, which is gay. And he likes women who like men. Also gay. Therefore, James is gay. Remus: That is not how bisexuality works. Sirius: it is now.