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Remus waved his wand over the small pile of ash on the ground, and the cards started to slowly materialise back to their former shapes. Specks of dust reattaching mid-air, and swirling around to find correct placement in pace with the flicks of his wand. The dark sot turning into images, and...

When asked if he was keeping 'something' from him, 'something' did come to mind. Remus' eyes momentarily flickered, and he let out a not so convincing; "What? No," spoken way too fast, and he seemed to realise it himself, because he cleared his throat. He closed his eyes briefly, and when he...

"Veritaserum?" asked and looked at Sirius taken aback. That was strong stuff, he had no idea Sirius was carrying that around. He had once read about wizards who spilled their deepest secrets in interrogation, without a pinch of hesitance, just by drinking a few drops. Remus had to admit, that...

He smiled by how accurate the password was for today, and followed after his dark-haired friend into the common room. He could tell that the Fat Lady had been wondering why they were here at this time, but she seemed to have been too busy with talking with a knight from another painting to give...

Remus threw the last bite of a scone in his mouth, before he dusted his hands off and reached for his wand. He exchanged a glance with his friend, but already knew his role. Maybe it was because he had been holed up in the library for weeks, but he had really needed a day like this. His eyes...

Remus imagined the scenario of Wormtail having a girl, and tilted his head as he thought about it. Remus had never seen him with girls ever, now that he thought about it. Yet Sirius last words, made Remus flash him a slightly scolding look, since his friend was saying that Peter would be...

Bellatrix just smirked at the insult, but a look of genuine disappointment did flash over her cold gaze when Sirius didn't seem interested in taking it further. She would have enjoyed a reason to blast the Gryffindors with her spells. She pursed her lips, rolled her eyes, but in the end just...

"They would love you, if they got to know you," slipped from his mouth softly. Then his green eyes went to focus on the encounter in front of them. Remus felt Sirius hand slip from his, as his friend seemed to mentally prepare himself for the interaction. It was as if Bellatrix had a sixth...

Remus made a mental note to force James and Sirius in a room together, so they could talk this out. He was still internally a little excited about the prospects of living with Sirius, but honestly he also thought it was a matter of time before James and Sirius were back 'closer than blood'. They...

"What did you- a gem?" Remus laughed under his breath by his compliment, and touched his cheek lightly where the marking of the scars dented from his face. Long lines of scarring announcing to everyone that there was something a little off. "Yeah well..." he let the hand drop. "...until that...

"What is it?" he whispered, when Sirius firmly dragged him away from the ruckus. Then his dark-haired friend turned toward him, cloak off and eyes roaring with emotion. Remus mouth closed slowly, as if registering that it was time to listen and not interrupt. Remus went through a wide range of...

Victoriously Remus' fingers felt the fabric to his touch, fine as silk and invisible to the eye. He dodged underneath James' heirloom, and his nose was suddenly less than a inch from none other than Sirius Black. Sirius' familiar grey eyes looking back at him, seeming a bit apprehensive to see...

"Protego!" The familiar voice made him whip his head around, to look for the spell-caster. Remus lifted his hands surprised when a book slammed into an invisible force in front of him, and dropping down uselessly. One page ripping loose and fluttering to the ground. He might have hesitated, if...

All the surrounding people reacted to the small exclaim the boy made, when his rogue chair suddenly floated off the ground. Remus gaze lifting as well. His face split in an amused smirk, as he recognised his "shusher", who was balancing to keep onto the furniture. Then his smile fell though...

Was it getting warmer? Remus tugged a little in his collar and looked up from his book. There were definitely people here who could generate heat, but not enough to explain the sudden desert climate. He tugged his tie loose, and pulled a little more in the shirt. His eyes searched a little for...

Remus Lupin had started to have a very predictable schedule the last months, going on the second. Going by a pattern that someone could figure out by following him a single day: If he wasn't eating, sleeping or in class... he would be at the library. Studying something new all the time. He had...