*sirius And Regulus End Up In The Same Battle*

*sirius and regulus end up in the same battle*

sirius: REGGIE, IT'S PAST YOUR BEDTIME

regulus: the fuck are you doing here?

sirius: *grabbing his brother's arm* c'mon, you gotta get to bed

regulus: *confused but follows sirius* okay?

Wolfstar Microfic: Beloved

“Fair and faint be-loved,” Remus read aloud from his book, where he sat on the window sill.

Three heads snapped up at once. Sirius tried to hide a smile. It was cute.

“What did you just say?” James asked slowly, not unkindly. 

“Fair and faint be-loved, it’s from this poem” Remus repeated. The more he looked around their dorm and scanned his friends faces, the more he seemed uncertain. “What?” he finally asked. 

“Mate,” James said carefully, “it’s pronounced ‘beloved’ not ‘be-loved.’”

Remus blushed furiously. “I never knew that. That’s embarrassing.”

Sirius didn’t think that he’d ever been more fond of Remus than he was in that moment.

“Well I think that’s nice,” Sirius said. “And you know what they say, never make fun of someone who mispronounces a word, because it means they learned it reading.”

“Yeah,” Remus muttered, not making eye contact. 

Sirius hated that he looked uncomfortable, and got up to go over to the window. He leaned against the frame, put his arm around Remus’ shoulders, and kissed the top of his head. 

“You’re my beloved, Moony.”

Remus blushed furiously, but Peter and James were grinning. “Ours too!” Peter said.

“Awww, you’re all my beloveds,” James said.

Sirius grinned. He’d meant it a little differently towards Remus, which Remus knew, but if James and Peter didn’t know that, it was fine for now. Because they were absolutely right: they were all beloved to him. No one could possibly be more important to him than these three people right here.

@wolfstarmicrofic

imagine: sirius drawing on remus' arms during class cause he can't stay still and focus and remus slowly dozing off cause he finds it relaxing despite acting annoyed that he can't take notes at first

Lily: *wrapping presents* hey who took the scissors?

Remus: not me

Sirius: wasn’t me

Marlene: i’m gonna just throw my presents at people so i don’t have to wrap them, so i haven’t got them!

Mary: sorry not me Lily

Peter: i haven’t seen them!

James: Reggie was here a second ago wasnt he?…

Lily: *nervously* yeah he was…

Sirius: *jumping up* EVERYONE KNOWS THAT REGULUS BLACK IS NOT ALLOWED TO BE UNSUPERVISED WITH SCISSORS.

Remus: darling he only attacked you with them ONE TIME

Sirius: that’s what he wants you to think.

i raise you italian black brothers

french black brothers. nothing can change my mind about that.