Pt. 1 Who To Choose (A Marauders FanFic) by DeviantPirateQueen, literature
Literature
Pt. 1 Who To Choose (A Marauders FanFic)
*WHO TO CHOOSE
Snow began to fall against the outer walls of Hogwarts. Ali Kingsley and Christina Wayne had just returned from their trip to Hogsmeade Village. Both were carrying parcels from Honeyduke’s and their dresses for the Yule Ball.
“I still can’t believe you’re making me go to the Ball.” Ali pouted as they reached the moving staircases.
“Well excuse me if I wanted you to actually have fun during our fourth year. Besides, it’s not like you have to be there long. Just come and hang out with me and Castiel for a bit.” Christina retorted.
“I know that! I just don’t see why
Furry Little Problem by fuzzyalligator, literature
Literature
Furry Little Problem
A/N: Remus never denied he had a furry little problem
Theme: Bunny
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“Sometimes you remind me a lot of James. He called it my 'furry little problem' in company. Many people were under the impression that I owned a badly behaved rabbit.”
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“So, how goes your…” James looked around the common room to make sure none of the other students were paying attention to their conversation. “Furry little problem?”
Remus rolled his eyes since it was the only part of his body that didn’t ache from the night before; it had been one of the worst nights he could ‘remember’. He had a feeling it
Don't Try This At Home by fuzzyalligator, literature
Literature
Don't Try This At Home
Theme: Cotton candy
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“What is this stuff, Moony?” James asked as he gingerly touched the new confection that Remus had purchased from Honeydukes. It was a light pink color and felt almost like a spider’s web. When the product had been revealed, all of the Muggleborn and some Halfblood students were very excited to try it.
The sixth year just rolled his eyes before taking off a bit of his treat. “Well, Honeydukes calls it Spider’s Nest but Muggle’s know it as candy floss. I used to love this as a kid.” The two Purebloods watched as he placed the bit of Spider’s Nest into his mouth and hummed
We solemnly swear
We're up to no good
With Dungbombs and frogspawn
The four of us stood
Moony, the werewolf
Always brave and wise
Young in his bones
Yet old in his eyes
Wormtail, the rat
With potential and use
His betrayal killed many
But he got his dues
Padfoot, the dog
Who was loyal and brave
He would die for his friends
No matter how much he misbehaved
Prongs, the stag
Born talented and clever
Would die for his family
Loyal, forever
Though they all perished
They are not truly gone
With each passing generation
Their legacy lives on
The Girls' Staircase by fuzzyalligator, literature
Literature
The Girls' Staircase
A/N: Here be cross-dressing boys!
Theme: Cross-dressing
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“What do you think they do up there?”
Remus gladly looked up from his Potions essay – horrible subject in his opinion – to find his three friends staring at the door that led to the staircase up to the girls’ dormitory. The four of them had quickly learned how the staircase worked their first year at Hogwarts. And for the past three years they’ve always wondered what the girls did since they had better security than the boys.
“Probably gossip,” Peter muttered just loud enough for his friends to hear him.
Sirius rolled his eyes and tu
Sirius stepped out of the kitchen, glancing around him as the portrait closed behind him. Pockets full of cookies, cakes and other various snacks, he retraced his steps through the darkened halls of the castle, gaze constantly moving about as he searched for anyone he might regret running into at this time of night.
It was rare, to say the least, for him to slip out at night all on his own. But he'd finished his essay far sooner than he'd expected and decided to garner he and his mates some snacks. No one disagreed with the plan, but no one volunteered to join him, either.
Hearing a sound ahead of him, Sirius quickly took refuge in an empty
It wasn't exactly uncommon for him to remain at Hogwarts for Christmas. Since starting, since being sorted into Gryffindor and becoming the sore disappointment of his family that he was, he spent nearly every Christmas at the castle. Occasionally, James remained with him, one year Remus had. Peter had tried, but had been convinced to go home by his parents every time.
He'd had the offer to go home with James this year. It was, after all, his home now. And, much as he felt more at home there than he ever did at Grimmauld Place, he declined. There had been little to no time to sit and be alone with his thoughts since leaving his family, his en
A/N: Remus and Sirius slash. Don't like? Don't read.
Theme: Ignore
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"You're acting like a child!"
Remus rolled his eyes and continued on his way out of the Gryffindor common room, not looking back at the other teen who was calling out his name.
With a huff, Sirius sat back down in his seat on the couch right beside James who was trying his hardest to hide his smirk. "How long's it been?" he asked while managing to sound nonchalant.
"3 days," Sirius mumbled, slouching more in his seat as he crossed his arms over his chest as he pouted. It had been an accident, it really had, but Remus still blamed Sirius for his essay being ruined by