Sir Pads the Brave

Sirius stood outside the house in Godric’s Hollow, his hand clutching his bag. His leather...

Wed, 23 Jan 2013 14:04:00 +1100

Sirius stood outside the house in Godric’s Hollow, his hand clutching his bag. His leather jacket hung carelessly at his shoulders and his motorbike was parked behind him. To the casual observer he looked like himself; tall, confident, a little bit messy but ruggishly handsome, and calm. He was anything but. His shoulders ached with the effort it took to keep them still, tears pricked at the corners of his eyes where they threatened to spill over and he clutched the bag in his hand so tightly that he thought his hand might begin to cramp. He hadn’t seen his best friend in months. It had actually been months. Ever since he had stupidly decided to join the Order (it had been a brave decision, but a stupid one nonetheless), he hadn’t been able to visit his friends in fear of putting them in danger, and he knew that a great many of his friends had been in the same situation. Keeping James, Lily and the baby safe had been the top priority for Sirius, along with making sure that Remus and Peter stayed alive. He hadn’t seen James in months. He hadn’t seen that evil, beautiful redhead, and he hadn’t even been able to meet little baby Harry yet.

Sirius wasn’t often emotional..no, that was a complete lie. He was emotional all the time, but he was overly emotional for show. It was rare that he was quietly emotional, emotional for the sake of being emotional and showing his feelings without a large audience. But he couldn’t help the wave of feelings that threatened him in that moment, standing out the front of the Potter’s home, with the knowledge that in the next few minutes he would be seeing the people he loved again. He would be able to pull James into a one-armed hug and punch him with his free hand, while James told him what a ponce he was for nearly crying, and Sirius gave him crap for calling his son Harry James Potter, ‘for merlin’s sake why didn’t you just call the kid James Potter II you great twat?’

The war had taken its toll on them all, he knew. There had been long nights, terror-filled nights, friends who hadn’t come home from missions with the Order, friends who had turned out to be working with the enemy, and Sirius knew that in comparison to many; he was very lucky. He still had his family (not the pureblood bastards, but his actually family); they were still safe, still alive. He hadn’t seen Peter yet, and he still wanted to see Doe and Marley and Reg but he knew that they were safe, and at the moment, that was enough for him. He hadn’t heard from Remus in a while which always worried him, but they had been separated for long periods of time as of late, being away on missions and the like, so they were used to it, but that didn’t mean that Sirius had to like it. He had always hoped that it would be worth it in the end though, that at the end of it all when everyone was safe and the world had been saved, Remus would finish school and go on to do his teaching, and Sirius might keep the bookstore, might even buy it, or he could always go back to Auror training. Those were things that he didn’t have to think about just yet, right now he could focus on being here.

Sirius raised his arm, ready to knock on the door, and he could hear voices coming from inside the house. They were home. Sirius could hear the voices of James and Lily through the door, and he couldn’t help the slow grin that spread across his face at the sound. After taking in a deep breath, he leant forward and knocked on the door.

Knock knock.

okay sorry I’m done Imma disappear into obscurity again.

Thu, 20 Dec 2012 01:44:24 +1100

okay sorry I’m done

Imma disappear into obscurity again.

Photo

Thu, 20 Dec 2012 01:42:00 +1100

I slept all day

Thu, 20 Dec 2012 01:36:30 +1100

missmarlenemckinn:

siriusthestarblack:

missmarlenemckinn:

siriusthestarblack:

If I were a lesser man…I would bark at you right now. Damn cats.

Sirius! I’m sure that Max would love you.. and he’s so little, and new, you can’t all ready hate him!

I..eurgh. I don’t hate him, it’s just a reflex. They set my teeth on edge. But if you really want I’ll make an effort.

That would be lovely…

Sirzipan iasbergihsbrekthb hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

remuzjohnlupin: siriusthestarblack: remuzjohnlupin: siriusthestarblack: So…uhh…Moony. Should I...

Thu, 20 Dec 2012 01:34:08 +1100

remuzjohnlupin:

siriusthestarblack:

remuzjohnlupin:

siriusthestarblack:

So…uhh…Moony. Should I explain what your present means or…?

Yes.. I’d like that. Then I can give you yours?

Yeah, I’d like that. So um. It’s a bit of a story. Well you know how I was telling you about my…my uncle Alphard? Well it turns out he died a few weeks ago, stupid excuse for a family didn’t even have the decency to let me know. But that’s not the point. The point is that he named me and Reg in his will. In fact he…he pretty much left everything to me and Reg. Which includes a house in London. It’s not big or fancy or anything…but it’s mine. I own it now. And it’s got two bedrooms, one for me and one for Reg when he comes home on break. And I thought… well.. you might want to share mine? I know I’ve got some bad habits but I could promise to pick my clothes up off the floor..and make breakfast or something. I just..um. So the key is one of the copies for the front door… It’s not stupid is it?

Remus stood there, unable to move as his lips opened and closed like a fish out of water. His eyes looked to the couch, taking a seat as his weak knees gave out. He hadn’t been eating much anyways due to the moon’s pattern and this pushed him over the edge as his eyes began filling up a bit, trying to blink away the moisture that was now building up. “Sirius I…” As much as he wanted to decline the offer, to let Regulus and Sirius live in peace together as they should, he just didn’t have the heart to say no. Not to Sirius, and not just because he had no other place to go… but also because he wanted this. Remus shouldn’t have to deny himself things he wanted, things he needed. He wanted to wake up next to the other every morning for the rest of his life. He needed it. Remus raked a hand through his sandy hair and let out a shuddered, nervous breath as his chest heaved, almost as if he was trying to keep back a sob. “No.” He finally said, but gave a smile. “No, it’s not stupid at all. It’s… perfect.” Remus stood up and flung his arms around Sirius’ neck as his lip quivered, then let out a few soft cries into the other’s shoulder. Remus didn’t cry often but the feelings were overwhelming him and especially now. He would say yes properly, to living with both of the brothers, but he couldn’t speak now that his body was convulsing with soft sobs, his arms slipping to hug around his boyfriend’s strong shoulders. It meant more to him than he realized; it was the most pleasant shock he’d ever had.

A MARAUDER'S CHRISTMAS EVE [Mostly for Pete and Remus, but anyone is welcome]

Thu, 20 Dec 2012 01:30:34 +1100

peterstail:

remuzjohnlupin:

siriusthestarblack:

The fire in the Gryffindor common room was roaring and the room was warm, even with the light blanket of snow falling from the ceiling. It fell down gently and covered the floor, but was not cold to touch. Simply a mirage. All of the usual Christmas decorations had been taken down, and had been replaced with the marauder’s special stash of decorations. Fortune telling baubles, tiny Santas hanging from the fireplace that sand rude versions of popular muggle Christmas carols, edible Christmas lights that continued to flash after you’d eaten them, and to one side of the common room, the Christmas tree. It was also covered in a light blanket of snow, and the small ornaments hanging from its branches spoke to the people passing by, occasionally offering holiday cheer but mostly offering bad Christmas jokes. On the top of the tree was an abnormally large star, and it had taken quite a few charms to keep it up there.

Sirius stood back to admire their work; yes, it was a job well done. There was hardly enough Gryffindor students left to care too much, and Sirius had promised McGonagall that he would have everything back to normal for Christmas night. But Christmas Eve was for them, for Moony to enjoy a Christmas night since he couldn’t have one.

Everyone had gone home on holiday, except a few people who decided to stay back as Remus had also. His parents weren’t exactly welcoming and he’d much rather stay with Sirius anyways. But Remus, as usual, was upstairs in his dorm, in his warm bed, reading a book that he’d read a thousand times. He chucked it into the waste paper basket near Sirius’ bed and rolled over frustratedly. Four days just about, and he’d be hating himself again once more. But he was unusually happy at the same time. Remus had almost everything he wanted, even though his life hadn’t given it to him in the first place. It was oddly reassuring for the future.

Remus smiled to himself; it wasn’t right to be down all the time, it was just plain pathetic to always throw yourself a pity party. He then rolled out of bed, going to find Sirius. Remus was already in just a plain white t-shirt that went under his normal attire and his loose school pants, but he didn’t feel like putting on a proper shirt, so he slipped on a grey sweater over his shirt then proceeded to head out of the dormitories and down into the common room. Taking one step off the last, his eyes widened. “What the hell…” Was all Remus said as he took a few more steps into the changed-room. His eyes scanned over everything, taking it all in through his widened, amber orbs. “S-Sirius?” Remus called out, his hands meeting the back of the couch that sat in the middle of the room. His lanky fingers curled around the back but his eyes were so many places else. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t seen magic before, that was a common occurrence, but this was Christmas magic.

Putting on the last touches to the tree, he heard Remus stepping down the stairs. One of the many perks…or abilities he had was his acute hearing, much like Sirius’ drooling. He dug his way out of the tree, coming around the opposite side and putting his wand in his pocket, “Hey, Moon! What d’you think? Nice right?” He gave his friend a small smile, nodding and widening his eyes as he stepped away from the tree to examine the full effect. It was exactly what they were going for. Of course Peter had been working on it the better part of the day while Sirius kept Remus ‘occupied’.

He scratched his head, looking around to find Sirius on the far side and nodded in acknowledgement. They’d done well. Even though James hadn’t been about for ages it seemed, he would’ve enjoyed this little idea as well. Pete went over to an arm chair, sitting in it and sighing, a bit exhausted.

I log on sometimes and stare at stuff :|

Thu, 20 Dec 2012 00:54:00 +1100

I log on sometimes and stare at stuff

NOPE

Sun, 25 Nov 2012 20:43:02 +1100

NOPE

wow I accidentally logged in to the wrong account and now I’m sobbing. woops?

Mon, 19 Nov 2012 23:24:52 +1100

wow I accidentally logged in to the wrong account and now I’m sobbing.

woops?

peterstail: serpads: HEY GUYS I JUST MISS YOU AND THIS IS CRAZY BUT WHEN THINGS ARE LESS BUSY WE...

Thu, 19 Jul 2012 15:08:14 +1000

peterstail:

serpads:

HEY GUYS I JUST MISS YOU

AND THIS IS CRAZY

BUT WHEN THINGS ARE LESS BUSY

WE COULD MAKE A NEW RP, MAYBE?

I just. gah. that would be really wonderful.

then god damnit I shall endeavour to make it so.

HEY GUYS I JUST MISS YOU AND THIS IS CRAZY BUT WHEN THINGS ARE LESS BUSY WE COULD MAKE A NEW RP,...

Fri, 13 Jul 2012 21:56:24 +1000

HEY GUYS I JUST MISS YOU

AND THIS IS CRAZY

BUT WHEN THINGS ARE LESS BUSY

WE COULD MAKE A NEW RP, MAYBE?

Mon, 09 Jul 2012 12:05:09 +1000

Photo

Sat, 07 Jul 2012 12:01:02 +1000

ALL MY CRIESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

Fri, 06 Jul 2012 18:05:16 +1000

thestagpotter:

CREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYSS

I had so many posts that I wanted to reblog and be all GUYSSS LOOK LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOK but I didn’t want to hog the dash n stuff.

thestagpotter: sobbing @ all da memories. pretty much yeah

Thu, 05 Jul 2012 22:40:37 +1000

thestagpotter:

sobbing @ all da memories.

pretty much yeah

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Thu, 05 Jul 2012 18:02:32 +1000

serpads: missmarlenemckinn: “So, you’re getting married,...

Thu, 05 Jul 2012 18:02:05 +1000

serpads:

missmarlenemckinn:

“So, you’re getting married, huh?”

“Well, yes. And I was wondering, if maybe you’d do me the honour of walking me down the aisle?”

“The honour would be all mine, love.”

;~;

serpads: prongs-potter-: James teaching Sirius some Quidditch...

Thu, 05 Jul 2012 18:00:44 +1000

serpads:

prongs-potter-:

James teaching Sirius some Quidditch moves.

James: You have to grasp the handle firmly.
Sirius: I know how to play -
James: FIRMLY GRASP IT IN YOUR HAND.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

ooc: my mother just came in and asked if I was having a fit.

serpads: fabprewett replied to your post: ooc Take a walk on the ginger side, you’ve been Serious...

Thu, 05 Jul 2012 17:59:05 +1000

serpads:

fabprewett replied to your post: ooc

Take a walk on the ginger side, you’ve been Serious Black far too long.

A walk on the ginger side is a walk on the wild side.

"We’re not gonna leave you alone in a rickety old shack, not on your birthday and definitely not on..."

Thu, 05 Jul 2012 17:58:28 +1000

““We’re not gonna leave you alone in a rickety old shack, not on your birthday and definitely not on Christmas. You’ll just have to deal with it.””

- Good man, Pete. (via serpads)