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Vermont, 1969. "It was 9am, summer Sunday, strains of the White Album on the jukebox and Remus was in the diner at the edge of town when Albus came in the door shaking the hanging bells."
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- Part 8 of Empire Building
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06 Dec 2020
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One Light Burning by blanketed_in_stars for adistantsun
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
04 Dec 2018
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Remus is facing him across the table, palms braced against the wood and cheeks flushed from the wind, obviously demanding an explanation. Sirius swallows. I missed you, and I think you might be working for the other side, and I still miss you.
It's the winter solstice of 1980, there's a spy, and strange magic is cropping up off the coast of Scotland.
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13 Nov 2020
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the kids dream of making it (whatever that means) by misandrywitch
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
24 Oct 2013
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Four boys, one friendship, four points of view. Mssrs. Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs have been through a lot together.
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13 Oct 2020
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They were starting on the second floor when Sirius heard a tiny but stern “ahem.” The boys whirled around to see a very small, round girl in Slytherin robes and a pink headband. “Excuse me,” the girl said, her dimples appearing as she smiled sweetly, but Sirius couldn’t help but find her off-putting. “May I ask why you’re taking down my posters?”
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- Part 2 of changing the world
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08 Oct 2020
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How Fragile We Are, Between the Few Good Moments by emergencymanagement
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
27 Oct 2020
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By the time it’s dark, there’s a fire crackling before them. The tent is set up. There are two chairs propped up by the fire. They have cooked and eaten dinner, and they are sitting in silence. It reminds Sirius of the dinners at home after he got sorted into Gryffindor, or after his mother found the letters from his friends, or lately, whenever he dares to show his face around the house at all. What lives in that space isn’t actually silence. Silence is absence. This thing that hangs between him and his mother, now between him and Remus, is the presence of something suffocating and cutting. It doesn’t serve as a placeholder for noise, it serves as a punishment. It cleaves him to the bone, flays him until he wants to cry. The soft, knotting feeling in his chest he feels when he wants to let tears out but can’t is rising in him. Sirius doesn’t know how to kill it except to hiss, “Well if you’re mad at me just fucking say so.”
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07 Oct 2020