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There’s a wolf whistle from behind them, and they turn around at the same time. Sirius, leaning against the doorframe, smiles down at them, without sharpness, without concealed ferocity. “Bitchin,” he remarks, and scruffs Remus's hair as he passes by, before sitting heavily beside James.
They sit, for a moment, before James starts giggling. Slowly, at first, then loudly, until he’s hunched over his knees and wiping tears from his eyes. Remus and Sirius join in, because James is fucking infectious, and they laugh and they laugh and they lean against eachother, all three, all three, all three.
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08 Nov 2022
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He fell into a deep bow, smiling the whole while. “I’m the ringmaster, of course.”
“Is that skin— Is it yours?” Old wood groaned as the Archivist shifted his weight. “Originally.”
“It is!” the ringmaster said as he swooped back upright. “Nikola decided I wore it well, so she let me keep it. Why do you ask?”
The Archivist gave him another once-over. “You just… you look familiar. Like someone I know.”
On relearning, reconnecting, and redefining.
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