Soupy George

“old habits die screaming” except its remus and every time he smokes he thinks of sirius and he wants to quit cause it’s killing him but it feels like he’s quitting the last piece of sirius that he has and death would feel better than having to live without him but sirius wanted him to live a long and fulfilling life

I didn't know we were changing the spelling of y/n to regulus

Regulus is a multi use term, also translates to Mary Sue.

something so magic about you

LOOK AT THEM??????????

Links to each portrait:

James Potter (video) Peter Pettigrew Remus Lupin (video) Sirius Black

[More characters during the war]

The Shoebox Project [x]

I randomly get nostalgic for The Shoebox Project. 🥹

Sirius escapes, part two

part one

people telling you they reread your fic is the biggest compliment you could ever receive. there are thousands of stories out there begging to be found, to be explored, but your story meant so much to someone that they came back to it eagerly, they went over every word again. to love is to return and loving a fic is rereading it. thank you to all readers and rereaders <3333

This drawing for @plecotusauritus exists for a reason 😁

Name a better feeling than getting the first comment on a fic you were uncertain about and knowing that at least one person liked the tiny piece of your brain that you put on the internet

Canon Sirius 'we've all got light and dark inside us' Black:

"Both very bright, of course- exceptionally bright, in fact." (McGonagall speaking of Sirius and James.)

"Your father and Sirius were the cleverest students in the school.” (Remus talking to Harry.)"

“I’ll be surprised if I don’t get an Outstanding on it at least. (Sirius speaking about his DADA OWL.)

"I don’t need to look at that rubbish, I know it all.” (Sirius speaking about his Transfiguration OWL.)

"An extraordinary achievement." (Dumbledore speaking about Sirius and the other becoming Animagi.)

"Black was a tall, full-grown man." (Prisoner of Azkaban)

“He (Sirius) was rather taller than Snape.” (Order of the Phoenix)

"To Sirius’s right stood Pettigrew, more than a head shorter." -"Sirius was tall and handsome." (Deathly Hallows)

Fanon Sirius: "Mooooony, I broke a nail and I am depressed! Lift me up so I can reach the bed, because I'm too short to reach it myself! I am generally helpless. Oh, what's that thing on the desk, with the leather cover and- is that writing on it? Is that a *book*? Take it away from me, I'm allergic to books!"

So when Jesus rises from his grave everyone rejoices and it becomes a holiday but when I, Count Dracula-

One of my favourite bits of media history trivia is that back in the Elizabethan period, people used to publish unauthorised copies of plays by sending someone who was good with shorthand to discretely write down all of the play's dialogue while they watched it, then reconstructing the play by combining those notes with audience interviews to recover the stage directions; in some cases, these unauthorised copies are the only record of a given play that survives to the present day. It's one of my favourites for two reasons:

@wolfstarmicrofic | 27-03: Expecto Patronum | 574 words

“Sir, I— would it be possible to demonstrate my patronus privately?” Sirius asks this years DADA teacher, tone lowered to not catch the attention of the other students as they revised for the mid term examination being held in the second period.

“All students must demonstrate their patronus in the same conditions, Mr. Black.” The professor states gruffly, a little too loud, Sirius looking up to see that they had at least caught the attention of a few students in the first row, as well as Remus, damn his wolf hearing, in the back. He flushes, beginning to stutter.

“But— it… Sir, you must know that a patronus can be quite revealing…”

The professor just stares blankly back at him. “And what kind of life threatening secrets does a 17 year old have, pray tell?”

Sirius frowns, biting back the correction that he’s 18, thank you very much- lip isn’t going to help his case. Instead he just nods at the teacher, and returns to his seat.

He crosses his arms on the table and lays his head down on them, feeling a bit defeated. It had taken him forever to get it, and when he finally did… He huffs, felling sorry for himself, because now he’s going to have to throw the practical exam.

Remus slides into James’ vacant seat- he’s off talking to Lily, or bugging her, more likely.

“You okay?” Remus asks, ever the gentle, caring giant. Sirius can’t bring himself to look at him, he just grunts.

“Have you still not been able to get it? Is that why you…” Remus tries, and Sirius sighs heavily, turning his head to face Remus but not lifting it from his arms. He meets warm eyes and he could just lie, and say he hadn’t gotten it.

Remus’ patronus was a wolf. Not the kind of wolf that he was, but a wolf all the same. Strong, powerful.

But Sirius’ was Moony. Anyone who had been paying attention in their previous years classes would know that it wasn’t an ordinary wolf.

And it’s unlikely Remus would take it for what it was- that Sirius was entirely devoted to him, mind, body, soul and curse— likely seeing it as Sirius not taking the danger being close to Moony every full moon seriously.

“I— I can cast a patronus.” Sirius says quietly, turning his face back down into his hands. He can’t do this.

“Okay…” Remus says, not pushing.

When it comes to Sirius’ turn, he barely casts a whisp. His second try, a poor excuse for a shield.

He can’t risk it.

Later in the dorms, James corners him and asks what happened, because he was the person that Sirius went to when he finally got it, insisting they celebrate. He hadn’t shown him though, and now, James demands to see it, because Sirius won’t even go to dumbledore to explain the situation.

With a heavy sigh, Sirius draws on his chosen memory, and casts, “Expecto Patronum,” a fully corporal patronus of Moony erupting from his wand.

“Oh.” James says,

“Yeah.” Sirius echoes, watching Moony prance around the room.

“So you like. Properly fancy him huh.” James says, and Sirius groans, throwing himself back onto his bed.

“What am I going to do!”

“You could just tell him.” Remus answers from the door he hadn’t even realised was ajar, Sirius bolting up at the sound of his voice with wide eyes. “He might just tell you he likes you too.”

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