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    LONG fic charting the marauders' time at Hogwarts (and beyond) from Remus' PoV - diversion from canon in that Remus's father died and he was raised in a children's home, and is a bit rough around the edges. Otherwise canon-compliant.
    1971 - 1995

    This IS a wolfstar fic, but incredibly slow burn. Literally years. Long build up but worth it I promise!

    PLEASE DO NOT COPY TO WATTPAD. SERIOUSLY, WHY??

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    (Compiled by amazing reader, JustAnotherPerson)

     DISCLAIMER: I do not support JK Rowling's disgusting transphobic views.

    NOTE: I AM NO LONGER READING OR REPLYING TO COMMENTS ON THIS FIC

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    “You think that she went in on the water on purpose?” Langdon asked quietly.

    “She knows how to swim” Garcia felt her own voice trembling “she's a good swimmer.”

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    “No,” he says, smiling gently, like he doesn't know how irritating he's being. “Is my room first, da? You should speak with front desk.”

    Hollander stares at him.

    And then he starts to laugh.

    You ask the front desk,” he shoots back, in between his odd wheezes. Ilya's heart starts to pound in double time, because this is not—this cannot be Shane Hollander playing bed chicken with him. Their competitiveness is fierce, to be certain, but surely, Hollander would be the bigger person, no? “This is my fucking room, Rozanov. Wild horses couldn't drag me away.”

    OR: Ilya's apartment is under construction. Shane's in town for a game. It'd be a shame if they somehow had the same hotel room.

    [or, or: we need some more goddamn 'there was only one bed' out here.]

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    Hollander narrowed his eyes. “Are you… jealous?” he asked suspiciously.

    Ilya scoffed. “You can fuck whoever you want, I don’t give a shit.”

    “...Right.” Hollander pulled on his boxers before he dropped the towel. “Because it’s not like you don’t fuck other people too, you know.”

    “I know.”

    “And it’s not that you- you aren’t enough, or whatever.” Hollander turned even more red, looking down. “But, like, we don’t get to see each other that often.”

    “I know.”

    “And, you know, it turns out you can have a lot of anonymous sex if you’re gay. People are surprisingly okay with it.” He said it earnestly, like he was the first person in the world to make this discovery.

    Ilya forced himself to swallow, keeping his face carefully blank. “Is that so?”

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    OR: Shane downloads Grindr. Ilya goes into a jealous spiral
    set pre-tuna melt, 2015ish

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    01 Feb 2026

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    Ilya grins, relishing in the hitch in Hollander's voice. “Is nice when you beg,” he murmurs, before he drops both his hands to Hollander's waist, smoothly undoing the button on his jeans. “Your voice, it gets soft? High?” He shakes his head as Hollander kicks his pants off, leaving him in just socks and his briefs, his dick dripping, a spot of damp precum that's growing against the fabric. Ilya drags his top off but keeps his sweats on, grinning broadly at the other man. “I do not know words for it. But I do know—you are needy, Shane Hollander. Greedy for me.”

    OR: Ilya has a lot of wants these days. One of which is a near constant desire to see Shane Hollander ruined in his sheets.

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