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small_giftsTitle: Adventures in Astronomy
Author/Artist:mindabbles
Recipient:midnitemaraud_r
Rating: NC-17
Contents or warnings (highlight to view): *sleepy rimming*
Word count: 2,150
Summary: Sirius has lost his book. James, Lily, and Peter think he may have also lost his mind.
Notes:midnitemaraud_r, Thank you, thank you, thank you for your incredible generosity in pitching in to help make sure that all the pinch hitters got gifts. We ♥ you! What should I do to thank you? Why, I should write porn of course. ;) I think that you should imagine this is an AU, just 'coz. Thank you, thank you to red_squared, elizassecret, and gryffindorj for their beta help with this.
"You not turning in, then?" James asks. He yawns theatrically. "We've a meeting in the morning."
"We've a meeting?" Sirius asks. "Do we, Mum? It's the meeting, not Lily waiting for you, that's calling you to bed?"
Sirius is not about to go to bed. Remus isn't home yet and his tumbler of whisky is still half-full. Can't waste that.
"He's fine, Padfoot," James says, his face soft with concern. "We'd have heard if he weren't. We never expected him home by now anyway."
"He might get home tonight," Sirius says, staring into his glass. James gives him another kind look. "Oh, shut up and go see to your girlfriend."
"You can at least make yourself useful if you're going to mope about all night. Go on and write up the notes we're supposed to have for Moody tomorrow."
"Go fuck yourself," Sirius says. "At any rate, I don't have my book."
Just then, Lily calls, "James, get your arse in here," from the bedroom at the end of the hallway.
"Yeah, Padfoot. Not myself," James says, waggling his eyebrows.
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Sirius is vaguely aware that someone has stuffed half a dozen Pygmy Puffs into his skull.
He turns over and the deafening crackling noise threatens to split his head in two. He cracks open one eye and the light stabs his brain like a knife. He's hanging half off of James' and Lily's sofa, which is littered with papers. He pushes himself to sitting and blinks at his empty rucksack. It looks as if it was sick all over the living room.
"What the hell happened here?"
Sirius never noticed before that Lily sounds as if she uses an amplification spell. He closes his eyes to stop them from falling out of their sockets.
"Lossmabook," Sirius mumbles and even he knows that was unintelligible. "'Stronomy."
"So, I don't suppose you finished those notes for Moody," James says. He crosses his arms and looks exactly like his father. "How much did you drink?'
"The bottle. Couldn't finish," Sirius mumbles. "Can't find my book."
"Your book?" Lily asks. "For the research on moon magic? You can use mine."
"I need my book," Sirius says. There are other Astronomy books, but this one is his.
"Oh yeah, almost forgot. There was an owl," James says. He holds up a roll of parchment. "It was sitting shivering on the loo window ledge, poor thing. Must have tried to rouse you from the dead and given up."
"Whassit say?" Sirius asks, squinting against the unnatural glare off James' teeth.
"I didn't read it," James says. "It's addressed to you."
James tosses it to him and the sudden movement Sirius makes to catch it sends a wave of nausea washing over him. It has Remus' familiar spidery handwriting on the front.
"What I'm wondering, Potter, is why you chose now to respect people's privacy," Lily says. She frowns at Sirius. "Oh for Christ's sake, here." She leans and presses her wand to his temple and it's like cool water has cleared out the Pygmy Puffs. "Read it. Is Remus all right?"
Sirius glances at the note. There's a lot of it he won't read to them, although he's a feeling James might like to hear. "He's fine. He doesn't know when he'll be home. Before the full moon, I hope."
**********
Sirius empties the contents of his wardrobe onto the floor. His old, battered copy of Adventures in Astronomy is not there either. It's not in his school trunk and it's not in the kitchen cupboard.
The rooms echo with the very particular sound that is the lack of Moony.
**********
He hasn't been to Peter's since Christmas Eve, and he's certainly seen the book since then.
"Padfoot?"
One of the many things he's learned from Remus is that you have to look in the places you're certain something is not.
"Padfoot," Peter says. "You know it's not here. Why are you dissembling my linen cupboard?"
"Peter," Sirius says. "If it were where I knew I'd left it, I would have found it by now."
"Okay...look, I can help you with the notes before Remus gets back. If you don't want Remus to have to do research on lunar phases and magic, fair enough."
Sirius stares at him blankly. "No, I just need my book."
"Right, okay, you can keep looking, just put everything back where you found it. I'm off to the Leaky to meet Marlene. Join us if you regain your senses."
Sirius can't help but think that everyone is behaving oddly.
**********
It's nearly midnight when Sirius gets back to James'.
He didn't really expect to be pushed against the wall with a wand to his throat. Lily would never have cornered him this easily if he did.
"Merlin," Lily breathes, lowering her wand. "What the hell are you doing here at this hour?"
"I didn't check your upstairs loo for the book," he says. He rubs his eyes and thinks he should have had a cup of tea at Peter's. "Can I just pop up without you trying to maim me?"
"When did you last sleep a full night?" she asks.
"That's an odd response to my question, Evans," he says. Really, everyone is behaving strangely. It all seems to be since Remus left.
She tilts her head and for a second he thinks she's going to raise her wand again. Her hand lands on his shoulder.
"Just stay here until he gets back, yeah?" she says softly. "Get some sleep in the guest room." He opens his mouth to speak, but before he can, she says, "I'll help you look for your book in the morning."
She really is a good egg, Lily.
**********
Sirius buries his head deeper into the pillow. He stretches and digs his toes into the mattress. He rolls his hips, trying to stay in the most delicious dream. He presses his erection against the bed and the warm lips of his dream open on the small of his back.
He gasps. A familiar weight is behind him on the bed.
"I looked for you at home first," Remus whispers.
Remus' tongue traces the place where Sirius back curves into the swell of his arse and dips into the top of his cleft.
"Moon—"
"It's very convenient that you sleep on your front. Naked," Remus says, and Sirius feels him stretch out next to him. He's naked, too. He slides his tongue further down and Sirius spreads his legs without realising he's done it.
"Fuck." Sirius moans and twists his hands in the sheet. "You're back."
Remus laughs against Sirius' skin and runs his hands up Sirius' sides, curling under his ribs.
"Missed you so much," Remus says.
Sirius can feel Remus, hard against his leg. He starts to turn over to pull Remus into his arms, when Remus presses him down and licks along his cleft. Nothing, nothing, feels like this and Sirius gasps and pushes up on his knees.
"Missed you so much," Remus repeats and slides his tongue back down, pressing over his entrance. His hand opens on Sirius' belly, holding him up.
"Moony," Sirius moans. He reaches back and touches Remus' hair.
Remus leans in again and the tip of his tongue circles Sirius' entrance. It's perfect and unexpected and almost too much.
"More," he murmurs.
Remus laughs again and the vibrations travel through Remus' tongue and up Sirius' spine. Sirius moans loud enough that if James and Lily are awake, they'll have no doubt Remus is back. Sirius presses his forehead into the pillow and lets everything narrow to Remus' tongue swirling over his hole, circling him, and then pushing just inside.
"Fuck." Sirius reaches under his body to grab his aching cock. He rocks back against Remus' tongue and strokes himself hard and fast. "Moony, I'm—"
Remus pulls back and Sirius whimpers at the loss of his tongue on him, when he was so close.
"Sirius," Remus says. His voice is rough as gravel. "Turn over."
Sirius doesn't even consider arguing. He's on his back and Remus moves to straddle him, his knees on either side of Sirius' hips. Remus is as hard as Sirius is, his eyelids heavy and his eyes burning. He moves up Sirius' body, and Sirius bucks up and groans as Remus' thighs brush his cock.
"Want you." Remus reaches back and wraps his hand around Sirius' cock. He sits back and presses the tip of Sirius' cock to his entrance.
"Moony, I should...help you." He makes a flailing gesture with his hand in the direction of his wand. He doesn't take his eyes of Remus.
"No need," Remus says. He leans back just a little, working the head of Sirius' cock into his body. "I was watching you sleep and getting ready for you, imagining my fingers were your cock."
Sirius bites down hard on the inside of his cheek as images from the half-dream he'd had and thought of Remus standing over him, working himself open and slick, come flooding into his head.
"You're...ahh....okay...fuck," Sirius moans. He rolls his hips as Remus sits back and his cock slips inside Remus' hot, tight arse.
"Yes," Remus hisses. He grinds down onto Sirius' body and makes tight little circles, keeping Sirius all the way inside him.
He keeps up the slow, tight circles and the intense sensation builds and builds until Sirius feels lightheaded and desperate.
He grips Remus' hips and thrusts up into him, harder, deeper, more, anything to get further inside Remus, to feel more of him clenching around him. He opens his mouth, but he can't breathe and he can't speak. He tips his head back and closes his eyes as his vision goes white and he comes hard and long inside Remus.
"Fuck," he pants. "Moony."
Remus bends down over him, panting, his fringe beaded with sweat. Remus leans down to kiss Sirius. It's gentle and slow, and Sirius realises as he reaches for Remus to bring him off, that his stomach is covered in a cooling, sticky pool. He laughs and pulls Remus down to lie on top of him.
"That's never happened before," Sirius says, nuzzling his face into Remus' neck.
"Yes, well. Don't get a big head," Remus says, but the ragged, breathless way he speaks takes any sting out of the words.
"You like my big—"
"Oi, shut...hey, it's two in the morning." Remus says, glancing at the clock on the bedside table. "It's New Year's Eve now."
He starts to pull away and unaccountably seems to be pushing himself off the bed.
"Where are you going? No more bad jokes, promise," Sirius says, pulling him back against his chest.
"Padfoot." Remus laughs softly. "I'm not leaving. I've a present for you."
"Yeah?" He slides his hands over Remus' shoulders and back and arse, and then lets him go.
"Well, it's not really a present," Remus says, shrugging as he sits up. "Sort of."
"Go on then. Get it."
"It's not wrapped," Remus says, with the maddening tone of apology he so often has for his gifts.
Remus crosses the room and rummages in his bag. When he comes back to bed, he hands Sirius a book. Adventures in Astronomy. His book. The leather cover is repaired and the pages are all attached. The binding is firm and offers just a little resistance as he opens the book. It opens to the section on the phases of the moon.
It's all there just as it was, scribbled in class when they were supposed to be preparing for NEWTs, but couldn't think about anything except the thrill of being able to touch each other.
Nearly every page has a note—a memory from that first term of NEWT level Astronomy and the waiting for the lesson to be over so they could find somewhere to be alone.
"You fixed it," Sirius says. He caresses the book with his fingertips.
"Well, I had it fixed," Remus says, sheepishly. "Peter's cousin's working at Flourish and Blott's and he—"
"Peter knew?"
Remus nods and frowns a little as if this is not the response he expected. "It's not anything—"
"It's perfect," Sirius says. He takes Remus' hand and pulls him back down onto the bed to sit next to him. "It's the perfect present."
Remus wraps his arms around Sirius and Sirius feels warm from his head to his toes.
"Happy New Year, Moony."
"Happy New Year, Padfoot," Remus says, leaning to kiss him. "There're hours before James and Lily are up."
"Yes," Sirius says. He pushes Remus back onto the bed. He'll climb on top of Remus in a second, but first he opens the bedside table drawer and carefully places his new, old book inside. For safekeeping.
Author/Artist:
mindabblesRecipient:
midnitemaraud_rRating: NC-17
Contents or warnings (highlight to view): *sleepy rimming*
Word count: 2,150
Summary: Sirius has lost his book. James, Lily, and Peter think he may have also lost his mind.
Notes:
midnitemaraud_r, Thank you, thank you, thank you for your incredible generosity in pitching in to help make sure that all the pinch hitters got gifts. We ♥ you! What should I do to thank you? Why, I should write porn of course. ;) I think that you should imagine this is an AU, just 'coz. Thank you, thank you to red_squared, elizassecret, and gryffindorj for their beta help with this. "You not turning in, then?" James asks. He yawns theatrically. "We've a meeting in the morning."
"We've a meeting?" Sirius asks. "Do we, Mum? It's the meeting, not Lily waiting for you, that's calling you to bed?"
Sirius is not about to go to bed. Remus isn't home yet and his tumbler of whisky is still half-full. Can't waste that.
"He's fine, Padfoot," James says, his face soft with concern. "We'd have heard if he weren't. We never expected him home by now anyway."
"He might get home tonight," Sirius says, staring into his glass. James gives him another kind look. "Oh, shut up and go see to your girlfriend."
"You can at least make yourself useful if you're going to mope about all night. Go on and write up the notes we're supposed to have for Moody tomorrow."
"Go fuck yourself," Sirius says. "At any rate, I don't have my book."
Just then, Lily calls, "James, get your arse in here," from the bedroom at the end of the hallway.
"Yeah, Padfoot. Not myself," James says, waggling his eyebrows.
Sirius is vaguely aware that someone has stuffed half a dozen Pygmy Puffs into his skull.
He turns over and the deafening crackling noise threatens to split his head in two. He cracks open one eye and the light stabs his brain like a knife. He's hanging half off of James' and Lily's sofa, which is littered with papers. He pushes himself to sitting and blinks at his empty rucksack. It looks as if it was sick all over the living room.
"What the hell happened here?"
Sirius never noticed before that Lily sounds as if she uses an amplification spell. He closes his eyes to stop them from falling out of their sockets.
"Lossmabook," Sirius mumbles and even he knows that was unintelligible. "'Stronomy."
"So, I don't suppose you finished those notes for Moody," James says. He crosses his arms and looks exactly like his father. "How much did you drink?'
"The bottle. Couldn't finish," Sirius mumbles. "Can't find my book."
"Your book?" Lily asks. "For the research on moon magic? You can use mine."
"I need my book," Sirius says. There are other Astronomy books, but this one is his.
"Oh yeah, almost forgot. There was an owl," James says. He holds up a roll of parchment. "It was sitting shivering on the loo window ledge, poor thing. Must have tried to rouse you from the dead and given up."
"Whassit say?" Sirius asks, squinting against the unnatural glare off James' teeth.
"I didn't read it," James says. "It's addressed to you."
James tosses it to him and the sudden movement Sirius makes to catch it sends a wave of nausea washing over him. It has Remus' familiar spidery handwriting on the front.
"What I'm wondering, Potter, is why you chose now to respect people's privacy," Lily says. She frowns at Sirius. "Oh for Christ's sake, here." She leans and presses her wand to his temple and it's like cool water has cleared out the Pygmy Puffs. "Read it. Is Remus all right?"
Sirius glances at the note. There's a lot of it he won't read to them, although he's a feeling James might like to hear. "He's fine. He doesn't know when he'll be home. Before the full moon, I hope."
Sirius empties the contents of his wardrobe onto the floor. His old, battered copy of Adventures in Astronomy is not there either. It's not in his school trunk and it's not in the kitchen cupboard.
The rooms echo with the very particular sound that is the lack of Moony.
He hasn't been to Peter's since Christmas Eve, and he's certainly seen the book since then.
"Padfoot?"
One of the many things he's learned from Remus is that you have to look in the places you're certain something is not.
"Padfoot," Peter says. "You know it's not here. Why are you dissembling my linen cupboard?"
"Peter," Sirius says. "If it were where I knew I'd left it, I would have found it by now."
"Okay...look, I can help you with the notes before Remus gets back. If you don't want Remus to have to do research on lunar phases and magic, fair enough."
Sirius stares at him blankly. "No, I just need my book."
"Right, okay, you can keep looking, just put everything back where you found it. I'm off to the Leaky to meet Marlene. Join us if you regain your senses."
Sirius can't help but think that everyone is behaving oddly.
It's nearly midnight when Sirius gets back to James'.
He didn't really expect to be pushed against the wall with a wand to his throat. Lily would never have cornered him this easily if he did.
"Merlin," Lily breathes, lowering her wand. "What the hell are you doing here at this hour?"
"I didn't check your upstairs loo for the book," he says. He rubs his eyes and thinks he should have had a cup of tea at Peter's. "Can I just pop up without you trying to maim me?"
"When did you last sleep a full night?" she asks.
"That's an odd response to my question, Evans," he says. Really, everyone is behaving strangely. It all seems to be since Remus left.
She tilts her head and for a second he thinks she's going to raise her wand again. Her hand lands on his shoulder.
"Just stay here until he gets back, yeah?" she says softly. "Get some sleep in the guest room." He opens his mouth to speak, but before he can, she says, "I'll help you look for your book in the morning."
She really is a good egg, Lily.
Sirius buries his head deeper into the pillow. He stretches and digs his toes into the mattress. He rolls his hips, trying to stay in the most delicious dream. He presses his erection against the bed and the warm lips of his dream open on the small of his back.
He gasps. A familiar weight is behind him on the bed.
"I looked for you at home first," Remus whispers.
Remus' tongue traces the place where Sirius back curves into the swell of his arse and dips into the top of his cleft.
"Moon—"
"It's very convenient that you sleep on your front. Naked," Remus says, and Sirius feels him stretch out next to him. He's naked, too. He slides his tongue further down and Sirius spreads his legs without realising he's done it.
"Fuck." Sirius moans and twists his hands in the sheet. "You're back."
Remus laughs against Sirius' skin and runs his hands up Sirius' sides, curling under his ribs.
"Missed you so much," Remus says.
Sirius can feel Remus, hard against his leg. He starts to turn over to pull Remus into his arms, when Remus presses him down and licks along his cleft. Nothing, nothing, feels like this and Sirius gasps and pushes up on his knees.
"Missed you so much," Remus repeats and slides his tongue back down, pressing over his entrance. His hand opens on Sirius' belly, holding him up.
"Moony," Sirius moans. He reaches back and touches Remus' hair.
Remus leans in again and the tip of his tongue circles Sirius' entrance. It's perfect and unexpected and almost too much.
"More," he murmurs.
Remus laughs again and the vibrations travel through Remus' tongue and up Sirius' spine. Sirius moans loud enough that if James and Lily are awake, they'll have no doubt Remus is back. Sirius presses his forehead into the pillow and lets everything narrow to Remus' tongue swirling over his hole, circling him, and then pushing just inside.
"Fuck." Sirius reaches under his body to grab his aching cock. He rocks back against Remus' tongue and strokes himself hard and fast. "Moony, I'm—"
Remus pulls back and Sirius whimpers at the loss of his tongue on him, when he was so close.
"Sirius," Remus says. His voice is rough as gravel. "Turn over."
Sirius doesn't even consider arguing. He's on his back and Remus moves to straddle him, his knees on either side of Sirius' hips. Remus is as hard as Sirius is, his eyelids heavy and his eyes burning. He moves up Sirius' body, and Sirius bucks up and groans as Remus' thighs brush his cock.
"Want you." Remus reaches back and wraps his hand around Sirius' cock. He sits back and presses the tip of Sirius' cock to his entrance.
"Moony, I should...help you." He makes a flailing gesture with his hand in the direction of his wand. He doesn't take his eyes of Remus.
"No need," Remus says. He leans back just a little, working the head of Sirius' cock into his body. "I was watching you sleep and getting ready for you, imagining my fingers were your cock."
Sirius bites down hard on the inside of his cheek as images from the half-dream he'd had and thought of Remus standing over him, working himself open and slick, come flooding into his head.
"You're...ahh....okay...fuck," Sirius moans. He rolls his hips as Remus sits back and his cock slips inside Remus' hot, tight arse.
"Yes," Remus hisses. He grinds down onto Sirius' body and makes tight little circles, keeping Sirius all the way inside him.
He keeps up the slow, tight circles and the intense sensation builds and builds until Sirius feels lightheaded and desperate.
He grips Remus' hips and thrusts up into him, harder, deeper, more, anything to get further inside Remus, to feel more of him clenching around him. He opens his mouth, but he can't breathe and he can't speak. He tips his head back and closes his eyes as his vision goes white and he comes hard and long inside Remus.
"Fuck," he pants. "Moony."
Remus bends down over him, panting, his fringe beaded with sweat. Remus leans down to kiss Sirius. It's gentle and slow, and Sirius realises as he reaches for Remus to bring him off, that his stomach is covered in a cooling, sticky pool. He laughs and pulls Remus down to lie on top of him.
"That's never happened before," Sirius says, nuzzling his face into Remus' neck.
"Yes, well. Don't get a big head," Remus says, but the ragged, breathless way he speaks takes any sting out of the words.
"You like my big—"
"Oi, shut...hey, it's two in the morning." Remus says, glancing at the clock on the bedside table. "It's New Year's Eve now."
He starts to pull away and unaccountably seems to be pushing himself off the bed.
"Where are you going? No more bad jokes, promise," Sirius says, pulling him back against his chest.
"Padfoot." Remus laughs softly. "I'm not leaving. I've a present for you."
"Yeah?" He slides his hands over Remus' shoulders and back and arse, and then lets him go.
"Well, it's not really a present," Remus says, shrugging as he sits up. "Sort of."
"Go on then. Get it."
"It's not wrapped," Remus says, with the maddening tone of apology he so often has for his gifts.
Remus crosses the room and rummages in his bag. When he comes back to bed, he hands Sirius a book. Adventures in Astronomy. His book. The leather cover is repaired and the pages are all attached. The binding is firm and offers just a little resistance as he opens the book. It opens to the section on the phases of the moon.
It's all there just as it was, scribbled in class when they were supposed to be preparing for NEWTs, but couldn't think about anything except the thrill of being able to touch each other.
Can't stop thinking about last night, Padfoot.
That's because I'm brilliant.
You're bigheaded, anyway.
I'm big somethinged, Moony.
Not a word, Padfoot.
Not a complete sentence, Moony.
So, tonight?
Tonight.
Nearly every page has a note—a memory from that first term of NEWT level Astronomy and the waiting for the lesson to be over so they could find somewhere to be alone.
"You fixed it," Sirius says. He caresses the book with his fingertips.
"Well, I had it fixed," Remus says, sheepishly. "Peter's cousin's working at Flourish and Blott's and he—"
"Peter knew?"
Remus nods and frowns a little as if this is not the response he expected. "It's not anything—"
"It's perfect," Sirius says. He takes Remus' hand and pulls him back down onto the bed to sit next to him. "It's the perfect present."
Remus wraps his arms around Sirius and Sirius feels warm from his head to his toes.
"Happy New Year, Moony."
"Happy New Year, Padfoot," Remus says, leaning to kiss him. "There're hours before James and Lily are up."
"Yes," Sirius says. He pushes Remus back onto the bed. He'll climb on top of Remus in a second, but first he opens the bedside table drawer and carefully places his new, old book inside. For safekeeping.
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Date: 2012-01-08 07:35 pm (UTC)*side-eyes your co-conspirators* Hmmph!
Right. I'm off to read now. Love the title! \o/
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Oh, Min! You!
Fretful Sirius missing his Moony! James & Lily! Sirius obsessing over his Astronomy book! Assertive Remus! RIMMING! Adorable, dorky, naughty notes in books! It's like you know me so well! :-P
I love this so, so much!!!! THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU!! ♥ ♥ ♥ You really didn't have to, but I'm very glad you did anyway, because this! *snuggles them both*
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Date: 2012-01-20 05:44 am (UTC)YAYAYAYAYAY! I am SO happy you like it. It is lovely when Sirius is all sad because he's Moony-less (I mean, not when he's in Azkaban, but you know...) and yay that you liked this version of that classic. Sorry there wasn't more Astronomy. I tried, but I sort of ran out of time and I didn't want to be inaccurate because YOU WOULD KNOW! I hoped that assertive-rimming-Remus would make up for it.
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Date: 2012-01-08 09:14 pm (UTC)And Remus's return is quite a nice surprise, not to mention sexy and hot. And he fixed Sirius's book! Awww. Love these two and love this!
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Date: 2012-01-09 06:03 am (UTC)I love the narrative structure here: writing from Sirius' POV - and emphasizing how he thinks that everyone else is acting strangely - was really brilliant. I very much felt for Sirius here, but the little twist at the end as to what the book really meant was quite clever. That was reflected well in the ending, too:
"Yes," Sirius says. He pushes Remus back onto the bed. He'll climb on top of Remus in a second, but first he opens the bedside table drawer and carefully places his new, old book inside. For safekeeping., for it somehow seemed very fitting and appropriate for Sirius to be a bit sentimental. I see that in him in canon and you captured that spirit really well.
This bit was also very sweet and somehow felt very Sirius: The rooms echo with the very particular sound that is the lack of Moony. Again, you really captured his voice and spirit nicely.
Through and through this was darling and funny and hot and a genuine pleasure to read.
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Date: 2012-01-20 05:52 am (UTC)Thank you so much for your lovely, sweet, generous comment. I have a fondness for Sirius being a bit manic or wacky, and I am really happy you liked the way that played out here. I'm glad you liked the book as well. I don't like him too wacky--there's a reason for his behavior. :) I'm glad you like the sentimental Sirius. I think he is in canon as well and YAY that I captured that. THANK YOU!!
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Date: 2012-01-09 08:29 am (UTC)Remus coming back and making everything okay is one of my top five bullet proof kinks -- it's one of the reasons I tolerate him, you see ;)
Fabuous work, especially since I know you put this together so quickly!
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Date: 2012-01-20 05:54 am (UTC)Yes, Remus fixing everything is one of my favorites as well (especially if Sirius has unraveled a bit--then he's especially tolerable), and I'm so glad that you liked it enough to tolerate Remus. :)
Thank you!
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Date: 2012-01-11 11:53 am (UTC)This was adorable and so very hot and the gift was very touching. I loved it!!
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