JenCala

I'm really just a slut for Sirius spending his winter/summer holiday in Wales at Remus' house, and since they're banned from using magic they have to come up with other ways to pass the time. (Or if you wanna make it sexier... have them trying to keep quiet at night without a silencing spell after remus' parents have gone to bed lmao.)

Thanks for prompt, Nonny!  I love this trope.

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Remus stared at the ceiling above his bed and sighed.  He knew there was no way he was going to go to sleep anytime soon with Sirius sleeping just across the hall.  

He knew bringing his boyfriend home for the winter holidays was going to be stressful, but he really wanted his parents to get to know Sirius as more than just his best mate. They had been amazing and incredibly accepting so far, but asking them to let their only son and his boyfriend share a bed was probably pushing it too far.

Just as he closed his eyes and resigned himself to try to get some sleep he heard his door creak quietly open.  He propped himself up on his elbows and saw Sirius slip silently inside his room, shutting the door quietly behind him.  

“What are you doing, Padfoot?”  Remus whispered.

Sirius jumped, startled, almost knocking over the lamp on his desk. He tiptoed over to Remus’ bed and slid in beside him.

“What does it look like I’m doing?” Sirius grinned, his voice low.

Remus rolled his eyes. “If my parents catch you in here they’re going to skin us both alive.”

Sirius rolled onto his side, his head propped on one hand and wrapped the other arm around Remus’ torso. “We’re not doing anything, I just missed you.  I’m too used to sleeping next to you.”

Remus couldn’t hold back his grin. “Yeah, I couldn’t sleep either.”

“It’s been so great being here with you, Moony.  Your parents are bloody wonderful.”  Sirius said softly.  “They’ve been so nice to me, even knowing I’m shagging their son!”

Remus hid his head in Sirius’ chest, trying to contain his laughter. “They don’t know we’re shagging, Pads!”

Sirius kissed the side of his head and grinned, waggling his eyebrows when Remus met his eyes. “They’ve seen how devastatingly handsome I am.  They have to know you can’t keep your hands off me.”

Remus smacked his chest lightly. “Need I remind you who crawled into whose room and with your ego so big it’s a miracle it fit through the door.”

Sirius smirked. “That’s not the only thing that’s big.”

Remus rolled his eyes. “Oh Merlin…what do I have to do to shut your mouth?  My parents are going to hear us and they’re not going to be nice to you if they find you in my bed.”

Sirius leaned forward and captured Remus’ lips in a soft kiss, pulling back slightly after a few moments. “Well then, I guess we’re going to have to be really quiet.”

Sirius dove under the covers, pulling Remus’ pajama bottoms down past his hips.  

“Sirius!”

Sirius looked up, a wicked grin on his face. “Shh, Moony.  You have to be quiet.”  He winked and as his dark head moved lower Remus’ head hit his pillow.  

Remus bit his fist, stifling the moan that threatened to escape. Payback was going to be a bitch, he thought.

Hi brilliant human! Can I have WOLFSTAR?? Maybe modern AU, where the get together happens because of some sort of technology slip up? (Or because James. You know, whatever) 💚💚💚💚

Hello, love! I’m a sucker for Modern AU’s, texting, and my Wolfstar pups.  Hope you like it! It got away from me a bit. ;-)

Sirius skidded into his room, dropping his text books on his desk in the corner, before digging into his closet.  He knew the shirt he was looking for was somewhere in there.

His phone vibrated in his pocket and he disentangled himself from the clothes trying to strangle him before he looked at the message. 

Where are you, Lily? You were supposed to be here 20 minutes ago and I’m going to fail this class without you.

Sirius shrugged, realizing they must have texted the wrong number and went back to his search for his prized Bowie t-shirt. 

His phone vibrated again and this time he huffed, fully intending to let the mysterious texter know he had the wrong number, but when he opened the message his jaw dropped. 

Does this look like a happy face to you? 

The boy in the picture had curly, dark blond hair, piercing green eyes, and a faded scar that ran across his large nose and down one cheek.  His full lips were set in a pout that made even his angry expression look absolutely adorable to Sirius.  

He couldn’t resist texting back. 

No, mate, not happy, but definitely hot. ;-)

Sirius grinned when he got the reply.

WTF Lily, flattery won’t make me less angry that I’ve been waiting this long

Sorry, mate, but you’ve got the wrong number.  Is Lily your girlfriend?  She shouldn’t make you wait that long. 

Shit, I’m sorry, new phone and didn’t save my old numbers. 

Sirius hesitated, but he figured he had nothing to lose.  The guy in the picture was just his type, even if he was straight.

You didn’t answer if Lily was your girlfriend or not

Oh uh no, just a friend.  Helping me study.  Sorry for bothering you.

So you’re single?

Are you flirting with me??

Well I thought that was obvious

You’ve seen one goofy picture of me and you’re flirting?

What can I say? I liked what I saw ;-)

I could be an axe murderer you know

Oh, but what a way to go!

LMAO Are you serious?

oh mate, did you step into that one!  I’m ALWAYS Sirius ;-)

I’m a bit lost now and you spelled serious wrong

My name is Sirius, Mr. Grammar Nazi

oh well shit, I’m sorry.  How was I supposed to know? 

No worries, mate, it’s a weird name I know

I know all about strange names

Oh yeah, what’s yours then?

How do I know YOU’RE not an axe murderer?

Does this look like the face of an axe murderer?

Sirius took a quick selfie after adjusting his long hair in the mirror and sent it.

He didn’t receive a response for a couple of minutes and Sirius sighed, figuring the bloke was straight and suddenly realized he’d been texting another man. Just when he’d turned back to his futile search for his Bowie shirt his phone vibrated again,

Remus.  My name is Remus. 

Hi Remus.  So you’re alright a guy is flirting with you?

Honestly?  A bit shocked that someone like you would flirt with me, but yeah, it’s good.  I mean it’s alright.  I’m bi.

Someone like me?

Well yeah, I mean, hell, you look in the mirror.  You don’t need me to tell you you’re fit

Why Remus darling, how sweet of you 

oh bugger

Not yet dear, I expect dinner first ;-)

Don’t be a git, people are looking at me now. I slammed my head on the table after that last text

LOL Poor thing, has Lily not arrived yet?

No, she’s still not here and I bet she’s with that new boyfriend of hers

OMG you don’t mean Lily Evans do you??

How do you know Lily???

This is too much!  It’s fate Remus, fate!  Lily’s dating my best mate James!

James Potter?  You’re THAT Sirius?

Well in all Sirius-ness, how many Sirius’ are there?

That’s true

OMG you’re the friend she’s been wanting me to meet!

I guess she got her wish

Not yet she hasn’t. Um - want me to come by and keep you company until she gets there?  We can both ream her out then.  James might even be with her.

You want to meet me?

Again, I thought that was obvious.  Kismet is at work here, Remus.  Who are we to deny it?

Yeah, sure.  Um, I’m at the cafe on the corner of Birch right off campus. 

I’m only a few minutes away. You sure this is ok? I mean, what if I do turn out to be an axe murderer?

What a way to go ;-)

Wolfstar of Sirius taking care of Remus after a full moon and cleaning hm up

Oh I just love this trope.  I hope you like my take on it!  It got away from me a bit. 

Sirius didn’t know why this full moon had been rougher than usual for Remus, he just knew the wolf had been extremely agitated.  As Padfoot, he had tried to get Moony to romp playfully like they usually did, but the wolf had been aggressive, pinning him several times and growling his discontent.

They had allowed Moony out of the shack with trepidation, but felt he needed to run some of the aggression off.  Though it had calmed the wolf somewhat, he had still been hard to control.  It had taken all of the combined strength and effort from both Padfoot and Prongs to get him back into the shack before dawn.

Now, Remus lay unconscious in his bed in the hospital wing—battered and torn, even after Madam Pomfrey’s best efforts.  

Sirius sat beside the bed, wringing out the linen from the bowl of warm water before proceeding to wipe some more of the blood from Remus’ chest—one of the many injuries obtained from the night before.   

He had just finished cleansing one of the nastier cuts when he felt Remus begin to stir.  Sirius quickly put the linen down and took hold of Remus’ hand.

“Shhh, I’m right here, Moony.” 

 “Ugh … everything h-hurts.” 

Sirius smoothed Remus’ fringe away from his face with his free hand. “Last night was rough.  You tore yourself up pretty badly.  Madam Pomfrey says you’ll be right as rain in no time, though.” 

Remus tried to focus on Sirius’ face. “Why are you here?  Where are the others? Did I hurt anyone?”

Sirius squeezed his hand. “Where else would I be?  Prongs and Wormtail are in bed sleeping, the nancies. Prongs and I got a few scratches from trying to rein Moony in, but no, you didn’t hurt anyone.” 

Remus turned his head away and didn’t speak for a few moments.  When he finally did, his voice was rough. “I’m sorry, Pads.  I don’t remember, but I’m sorry I hurt you and James.” He tried to pull his hand away, but Sirius held on tight. “You should go to bed.  I’m fine.” 

“Stop it, Remus.  It was nothing but a few scratches, you didn’t hurt us; you hurt yourself.  I don’t know why Moony was so aggressive last night, but it’s all right.”

Remus kept his head turned away, but Sirius could see his thin shoulders tremble and hear his laboured breathing. “Remus, what’s wrong?  Why was Moony so upset last night?” 

“I’ve had a lot on my mind lately, and I guess it bled over into the wolf is all.  You should really get to bed, Pads. Just go.”

“I’m not going anywhere.  Damn it, Remus, look at me!” 

Remus turned his head slowly, and Sirius saw his beautiful eyes, more amber than green still and filled with unshed tears. He squeezed the hand he still held and ran the other softly against Remus’ hair, his heart clenching at the obvious pain on his face. 

“What is it, Remus?  Do you need me to get Pomfrey?  Are you in a lot of pain?”

Remus shook his head, his eyes closing on a sigh as Sirius stroked his scalp. “I’m just so tired.  Tired of this every month. Tired of being a monster.”

“You are not a monster,” Sirius growled. “You have a condition, but that doesn’t make you a bloody monster.   You are the best man I know, and I’m damn lucky to be your friend; we all are.” 

Remus opened his eyes and stared into Sirius’. “Maybe you shouldn’t be.  I could hurt or kill any of you during the full.  You’re all idiots for being around me.”

“Stop with this self-pity shit!  We’re lucky to know you, and we’d do anything for you, you git.  You would not hurt us; I know this.  Now shut the fuck up so I can clean you up some more.”

Remus scoffed, but allowed Sirius to wipe some more of the blood away.  When Sirius went to remove the blanket from his torso to clean the wounds on his legs, Remus stopped him with a surprisingly strong hand.

“That’s enough, Sirius.” 

“I’m just trying to clean you up.”  

“No. Leave it,” Remus demanded, his voice strong and insistent. 

Sirius shook his head in agitation but acquiesced and went to pull the blanket back up over Remus’s torso when he realised the sheet was somewhat tented over his pelvis.  Sirius swallowed hard and forced himself to look at Remus’ flushed face.

“Damn it, Sirius. Just go already.” 

“Is that—? Are you … hard because of me?”

Remus turned his head away again. “Fucking hell, Sirius, just go!”

Sirius leant over and gripped Remus’ shoulders. “Are you attracted to me?”

Remus chuckled darkly, his jaw clenched in embarrassed anger. “Yes. Is that what you want to hear?” He bit out. “Just another thing to make me different, to make me wrong.  I fancy my best mate! Are you happy now?  Just go and—”

Sirius quickly cut him off, pressing their lips together.When he pulled back after a few moments and looked into Remus’ shocked face, he asked, “Are you done now?”

“Wh-what was that?” 

Sirius rolled his eyes. “That was a kiss, you git.” 

“I know that! But why?”

Sirius smiled softly and took hold of Remus’ hand once again. “Because I’ve fancied you for a long time.  Because I never thought you would feel the same way.” He shrugged. “Because I really wanted to.” 

Remus stared at him, looking completely bewildered.  “You fancy me?” 

Sirius smirked. “Since fifth year. Prongs bet me I couldn’t make it through this term before snogging you silly.”

“Prongs knows?” 

“He figured it out when he caught me staring at you in Potions.  Takes the mickey out of me any chance he can, too.  I’m surprised you hadn’t figured it out yet.”

Remus smiled. “Well, that was hardly a snog, so I don’t think you lost the bet.”

Sirius’ smirk grew. “I’ll happily lose the bet once you’re recovered.  For now though, let me just get you sorted, all right?”

ok tho imagine how weak at the knees sirius gets when he sees remus genuinely smiling

Oh I’ve seen a few head canons lately about this and I just love it.  I had to give it a bit of a go.  ;-)

There were so many things that Sirius loved about Remus, but his smiles were at the top of the list.  

Remus had a mischievous smile when they were planning a prank that made Sirius grin wider as they went over the intricacies of their plan, trying to anticipate every contingency.

The smirk that graced Remus’ lips when the planned prank was executed without a hitch was Sirius’ second favorite smile.  He loved seeing the mischief in the dark green eyes and the self-congratulatory twist of his lips as they silently cheered a prank well done.

Remus’ grin when the four friends were having fun, wandering Hogsmeade, or just sitting around talking and enjoying being with each other made Sirius’ stomach flutter.  He loved seeing Moony relaxed and just being a typical teenager without the worries he knew plagued him so often.

Whenever Remus was lost in a book and came across something he particularly enjoyed, the soft smile that graced his lips would always warm Sirius’ heart.  He loved to watch Remus curled up on the sofa in front of the fire in the Common Room, completely absorbed in his book, peaceful, the dim light of the fire playing across the gentle curve of his lips.  

The smile that made Sirius’ heart stutter though was the rarest of all though Sirius tried to bring it out of his Moony as often as possible.  It was the genuine, wide curve of his mouth when he’d first seen his friends transform into their Animagus forms and realized they’d done it for him.  It was the smile that graced his lips after Sirius had first kissed him and admitted he’d fancied Remus for so very long.  It was the smile that was currently gracing his face, his eyes lit up with wonder and affection as Sirius told him he loved him for the first time.