I Meanwhat Is It About Him? Sirius Asked, Folding His Arms Over His Chest And Casting His Gaze Over To

“I mean…what is it about him?” Sirius asked, folding his arms over his chest and casting his gaze over to his brother. Regulus was quietly swirling a straw around in his drink, staring at the ice cubes almost in a trance. Sirius rolled his eyes. “Seriously, Moony.”

Remus watched him too—everyone else was dancing, laughing and talking together like always—and smiled ever so slightly. “He’s quiet,” he replied, “like me.”

— passage from some moonwater I’ve been thinking about

MY QUEEN!!

i present you: baby wolfstar stuck inside potter house on a rainy day, reading together in their pajamas <3

(what do yall think they're reading? any guesses ??)

James: you wouldn't hit a guy with glasses would you?

Regulus: *grabs james' glasses off his face and hits him with them*

James: you hit a guy- with glasses- oh- you're so clever *smiles like a love sick idiot*

Regulus: moron

Regulus is rich but doesn’t carry a wallet or cash on him. He does have a better alternative though.

Regulus: Put your hands in the hair. This is a robbery.

James, putting his hands up: Hello, to you too love.

Regulus, patting James down:

James:

James: Are you robbing me or feeling me up?

Regulus: Can’t a man do both?

James: My very lovely thieving boyfriend can.

Who else thinks that sirius and remus should kiss