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So maybe everything didn't work out perfectly for Harry. Still, most of his friends survived, he'd gotten married, and was about to become a father. If only he'd have stayed away from the Veil, he wouldn't have had to go back and do everything AGAIN.
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17 Jun 2025
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“Excuse me,” the stranger with the curls and the eyes and the nose and the lips and the hands, spoke lowly in his ear. Close enough that Sirius felt warm breath on the side of his face and it made him break out in goosebumps. He was so close. So close and so tall he had had to bend down to speak in Sirius’ ear.
The man had placed his hand on Sirius’ back in order to pass him, the squeeze behind him to get to wherever he needed to go. And in order to do so he had placed one of those large hands with the long fingers on Sirius’ back, low enough for him to feel a pinky and ring finger burn into the naked skin of his lower back. Instantly sobered up Sirius looked at him as he passed, and was only spared another one of those crooked grins and the wisp of soft t-shirt against his arm.
Light brown hair and long limbs soon disappeared in the crowd and Sirius was left with a pounding heart and weak knees.
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Or; A three-part story of two young men falling in love over the course of a night, a week, and a month.
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28 May 2025
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A shiver trembles through Sirius, racing up his spine, and he blames the crisp air. Remus leans closer, and his lips are parting-- and Sirius shrieks as a chunk of wet, numbing snow is rubbed into his cheek. He squirms beneath him, twisting his head away, but Remus only presses him harder into the glacial ground.
When Remus sits back, Sirius glowers darkly, using his freed arm to wipe his face with his sleeve. He can't quite remember how to breathe, and Remus is still over him, their legs tangled and bent at odd angles.
"You were a lot nicer to me when you were sick." Sirius says.
"I was weak." Remus smiles, and the warmth from his body fades as he gets to his feet. "Don't get used to it."
Of pub quizzes, old films, Chinese takeaways, broken arms, and impassioned discussions of literature: Remus is confusing, and Sirius is just trying to figure him out.
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