Remus/Sirius Small Gifts

Title: The Loneliest Man of Winter
Author: starfishstar
Recipient: blanketed_in_stars
Rating: T
Contents or warnings (highlight to view): *none, aside from references to canonical events *
Word count: 2,350

Summary:

In a world where Sirius went on the run instead of to Azkaban, it’s Christmas 1981 and Remus may be the loneliest man in the world.

Until…

Notes: Written for blanketed_in_stars’ request: for something inspired by “Lonely Man of Winter” by Sufjan Stevens (the Doveman mix, featuring Melissa Mary Ahern).

Thank you to liseuse for betareading!

(BTW, blanketed_in_stars, I wrote this way back in the beginning: when I was first looking for something to treat in Small Gifts, your Sufjan Stevens prompt was the one that jumped out at me. (Because Sufjan, and because this song in particular seemed to fit so intensely and beautifully for Remus.) I didn’t realize until weeks later, after posting was well under way, that your official gift creator would be using the same prompt. I apologize for that! If anything, please take it as a compliment to how good the prompt was, that it so thoroughly seized not one but two imaginations.)


( The Loneliest Man of Winter )

Title: Let the Tea Leaves Fall
Author: starfishstar
Recipient: coyotesuspect
Rating: PG
Contents or warnings (highlight to view): *some references to what’s to come for the Marauders during the first war, but the story itself is set in a happier era, during seventh year at Hogwarts *
Word count: ~2,300
Summary:

Sirius frowned down at the teacups. “There are so many other things I could be doing with my time. Are we taking this seriously, really?”

Or: the Marauders practise reading tea leaves in preparation for a Divination exam, and see more than they bargained for.

Notes: For coyotesuspect, for your prompt #2: “tea leaves ain’t shit” ;-)

(No, I don’t actually think any of the Marauders would have taken Divination to N.E.W.T level. But let’s roll with it…?)

Thank you to Small Gifts beta extraordinaire liseuse! And thank you to my friend A. who came up with a fitting idea when I was trying to figure out what to see in Remus’ teacup.

( “All right,” Lily said. “Let’s do this thing.” )