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“Are we fighting, Moons?”
Hope tenses slightly at the nickname.
“Why would you think that, Pads?”
“You haven't commented on my arse once yet! My ego is deflating with every second that passes!”
Effie and Hope both roll their eyes in perfect timing with Remus’ exasperated sigh.
“Think about the conversation me, you, and Prongs had yesterday, love.”
Hope sees Effie's smirk grow, rivalling her own. The cogs in Sirius’ brain click as his eyes whip to the family stand. Effie laughs beside her, giving a small wave down to where Sirius is standing.
“Shit, hi Effie.”
The school obviously knows who Effie is. Everyone, regardless of who they supported, is laughing. Hope could make out Remus’ quiet giggles amongst the crowd.
“Hi, Effie!” He calls down the mic, “Oh, I can see you've met my ma already.”
Sirius’ face falls at Remus’ mention of her. Hope doesn't realise why until Remus speaks again. “Ma, meet my twat of a boyfriend Sirius Black.”
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Or; Hope is finally allowed into the wizarding world after the death of a blood supremacist. Remus invites her to a Quidditch match, and she finally gets to meet the Padfoot that she's heard so much about.
Bookmarked by suburbsofheaven
03 Jul 2026
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Another one of Remus’ quidich commentaar idd HOW to spell HAHAH ME OUT
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“Welcome, students and professors and esteemed guests, to the final match of this wonderful year! Slytherin vs Gryffindor! I would like to say that this is not a common event, but c’mon. Happens all the time. And usually Gryffindor wins and Slytherin CAN SUCK IT!”
“Mr Lupin, do not start.”
“Just getting warmed up, Professor. Nothing to worry about. Anyway. Here it is, folks, the Grand Final Game. Everyone welcome our beloved teams on the field!"
Remus Lupin commenting a Quidditch Game. That's it. Send tweet.Bookmarked by suburbsofheaven
03 Jul 2026
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I AM LAUGING MY ASS OF BAHAHHAHAH (Remus is just the best quidich or however you spell that commentator)
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Sixth year. The Marauders are growing older, the world is growing darker, and Remus Lupin is running out of strength he never had to spare.
What starts as ordinary exhaustion after the full moon slowly becomes something heavier, quieter, and far more dangerous. Remus is thinner than he should be, angrier than he wants to be, and terrified of the way his body keeps betraying him. He is the one who is meant to be steady, dependable, fine — even when he isn’t.
James worries too loudly. Peter worries too quietly. Sirius worries like it’s a war he intends to win. And none of them know how to help without breaking something fragile inside him.
Full moons get worse. Bones break. Tempers snap. Care becomes something painful and desperate and necessary. Remus is unraveling, and his friends refuse to let him do it alone — whether he likes it or not.
A slow burn descent and recovery story about hunger, anger, vulnerability, and the terrifying tenderness of being loved when you don’t believe you deserve it.
Bookmarked by suburbsofheaven
08 Jun 2026