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don't look much like a lover (doesn't mean that i won't try) by barkatthemoon
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
11 Apr 2026
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In the wake of his father’s death Sirius Black finds himself living on the North Carolina coast in the beach-themed love shack that Orion shared with his mistress. His plan for the summer is to finish writing his novel, get the house ready so that he can list it for sale, and get back to New York before the leaves can even begin to change.
Too bad his former college nemesis and fellow author Remus Lupin lives right next door, just as surly and withdrawn as he remembers him being, throwing a wrench into all of his carefully laid out plans.
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Sirius moves into a new apartment building and develops a crush on his neighbour, who never quite looks at him and rarely responds the way he expects. Convinced the attraction is hopeless, Sirius resigns himself to disappointment, unaware of how closely Remus has been noticing him, even without looking.
A winter of careful flirting, quiet misunderstandings, and a love that grows in the spaces between what is seen and what is sensed.
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“It’ll take some time to get it right,” said Remus, rubbing at his eyes, “and I probably need a N.E.W.T.-level charms book. In the meantime, what do you reckon the password should be?”
James cleared his throat, raising a hand in grave salute as if he were being sworn in as Supreme Mugwump. “How about, I, a veritable Marauder of the highest order, solemnly swear that this most troublesome artifact shall be used in the name of highest mischief, until which time said mischief has been managed.”
Remus gave James a bemused look. “You think the password ought to be, I, a Marauder, solemnly—”
“I, a veritable Maruader of the highest order,” James corrected.
“All right, you think it should be, I, a veritable Marauder of the highest order, solemnly swear that… er…What was the rest of it?”
“What a stupid password,” Sirius interjected before James could offer Remus the rest. “How about just, I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.”
“Fine,” said James begrudgingly, “but we need a password to clear the map off, too. How about, I hereby proclaim that—”
“How about, Mischief managed,” Remus interrupted.
James frowned. “I dunno…where’s the ceremony? Where’s the flair?”
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“Who are the marauders?”
“They’re teen royalty,” Evan says, glancing over at the field, and Remus follows his gaze to a trio of boys making their way out onto the field, wind artfully tousling their hair like they’re currently shooting a shampoo commercial. “If Hogsmeade was The Daily Prophet, they would always be on the cover.”
“That one there, that’s James Potter,” Barty says, pointing at the dark skinned boy with messy hair and gold rimmed glasses, his gym uniform appearing to be several sizes too small. “He is one of the dumbest guys you will ever meet. Evan sat next to him in English last year.”
“He asked me how to spell orange.”
“And that little one, that’s Peter Pettigrew,” Barty continues, pointing out the smaller blonde boy, a muggle cell phone pressed against his ear, so focused on his call that he doesn’t even notice the dodgeball before it bounces off the side of his head. “Peter Pettigrew knows everyone’s business. He knows everything about everyone.”
“And evil takes human form in Sirius Black,” Barty says darkly, an unpleasant expression crossing his face.
-aka: a marauders mean girls au
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"If I win you have to give me a blowjob in the locker room after the game. ” James stepped back and reveled in the dark blush that appeared on his cheeks. Regulus Black was not easy to make blush. He looked absolutely indignant at the suggestion and whipped his head around to make sure no one had heard.
When he decided that no one had, looking at the confused faces surrounding him, he seemed to relax a bit. He gritted out, “No fucking way.”
James smirked at him tauntingly, “Oh is the big bad Slytherin afraid of a little bet?”
Everyone knows the tragedy of Regulus Black and his bleak destiny, but what would've happened if he had someone to help him? What if he had found someone to save him from his destined watery grave? What if Regulus got to live past the age of eighteen? What if James Potter had fallen in love with him?