@wolfstarmicrofic August 4, word count 535

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Remus poured more water into the kettle while they waited for James and Peter to get there. Remus had no idea what poor Mrs Figg was going to make of all this. He barely had one guest normally, and now he was going to have four, at the same time! The kettle boiled and the doorbell rang. 

Sirius ran downstairs to let them in, and a few minutes later they were sitting around Remus’s coffee table with cups of tea, a giant chocolate cake that James’s mum had apparently baked, which was beyond words, and Lily was explaining what had happened. 

James was physically shaking he was so angry over what had happened to Lily. It took both Sirius and Peter’s calming words to stop him from going to Lily’s house right now and confronting Petunia, her husband and Lily’s parents. 

“I don’t want you getting yourself locked up, Potter,” Lily told him, and her words helped settle him down further. 

Lily let out a long sigh. “I don’t even know what I’m going to do with all my stuff,” she said. “I was saving up to buy a place, but now I suppose I’ll have to find somewhere to rent.”

“Live with me,” James blurted. “Sorry, what I mean is, I have a spare room. You can live there rent-free, just help out with the bills and food.”

Lily narrowed her eyes at him suspiciously. 

“Is this an elaborate way to get me into bed?” she asked. Remus was ready to toss James out on his arse if his answer was anything but no. Lily had been through enough tonight without James coming onto her, but James held up his hands. 

“I swear I just want to help. I know I flirt a lot, but I know you’re not interested in me, and I would never force myself on you. You’re family now, and we protect our own.”

Lily let out a shuddering breath as she tried to keep her tears at bay, failing miserably. Remus quickly passed her another tissue as she raised the cuff of his jumper to her face. 

“Thanks, Remus,” she said, accepting the tissue. “And my answer is yes, James, I’ll move into yours, but only until I have enough for a down payment.”

James nodded and smiled. 

“Right,” said Peter, clapping his hands together. “I think we’d better be getting off. See you all bright and early for Operation Dursley Takedown.”

Remus saw them all out. Sirius lingered, wanting to steal a kiss without everyone watching them. 

“You staying, Sirius?” Lily asked. “I can take the sofa so you two can share the bed.”

Remus felt his face heat as he blushed profusely.

“I’d like that, if that’s okay with you,” Sirius said, smiling shyly. Remus felt his blush deepen, but he couldn’t pretend that he didn’t want Sirius to stay over. That had been the plan before Lily turned up anyway. 

“Yeah, I’d like that,” he said, looking at Sirius from under his eyelashes. 

“Gods, you two are adorable,” Lily scoffed, pulling all the fluffy blankets on top of her. “Night.”

“Night,” they answered in unison and trailed off to the bedroom for a good night’s sleep. 

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@wolfstarmicrofic July 30, word count 316

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James and Peter had been all over him a few days later when he’d braved the gym again. 

“Remus, are you okay?”

“Sirius said you weren’t well. My mum made you some chicken soup; remind me to give it to you before you go.”

“We were so worried when you didn’t come in or pick up the phone.”

“She makes everything from scratch. You’ll never eat anyone else’s soup again.”

“If there’s anything we can do to help, let us know.”

“Oh, and she made you a loaf of sourdough. The starter has been in our family for over a hundred years old!”

“Thank you,” Remus said, holding his hands up. Luckily, Sirius came to his rescue and steered him into the main gym, shooting daggers at his friends over his shoulder. 

“Sorry about them. They can be a bit much if you’re not used to it,” Sirius apologised. 

“It’s fine,” Remus reassured him. “It’s actually quite nice having people that concerned about me. Apart from Lily and my parents, there’s no one else who cares that much.”

Sirius pulled Remus into his arms and hugged him. 

“We all care and will never stop caring, even if you never set foot in the gym again.”

“Thanks, Sirius,” Remus said, his voice a bit thick as he tried to swallow the lump that had formed in his throat. “It means a lot.”

They hugged for a little longer, Sirius obviously not caring about his other clients seeing them. 

“Don’t think this is getting you out of what I have planned for you today. Go get changed and grab a yoga ball.”

Remus chuckled, pressed a sweet kiss to Sirius’s cheek and disappeared into the changing room, wondering what on earth Sirius had planned that involved a yoga ball, something they’d never used before. He shrugged to himself; he was going to find out in a minute anyway. 

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@wolfstarmicrofic August 9, word count 279

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Remus had bruises from Vernon grabbing him. He found them when he realised his arm was sore. Five dark circles blemished his skin. 

“That fucker!” Sirius hissed when he saw them. “I hope he has even worse on his neck and arse!”

“It’s fine; we helped Lily, and that’s all that matters,” Remus assured him. 

“Even so,” Sirius said as he bobbed his head and pressed a kiss to each bruise. “Better?” He grinned up at Remus. 

“Better,” Remus croaked, his cheeks already flushed. 

“Good.”

They did not do as their friends had suggested and have ‘a good time’, but they did curl up happily on the sofa together reading Remus’s books, until lunchtime when they ventured out for sandwiches from the shop two streets over. Then Sirius ordered a pizza for dinner as they watched some soppy romance. Remus had been waiting for Sirius to say he’d better go home, but he never did, and then they were getting ready for bed and slipping under the sheets. 

“Bit of an exciting day, huh?” Sirius said softly, illuminated by the soft glow from the lamp on Remus’s bedside table. 

“It was,” Remus agreed, gasping as Sirius’s hand found his thigh, the warmth from his fingers burning into Remus’s skin. 

“Might be able to squeeze a bit more excitement in, if you want to?” 

Remus swallowed. He did want to, but he was nervous. 

Sirius removed his hand, taking Remus’s silence for a no, but Remus reached out and grabbed it, replacing it on his thigh. 

“I don’t really know what I’m doing, so you’ll have to coach me, but I’d like to have maybe a little bit of fun.”

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@wolfstarmicrofic July 25, word count 390

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Sirius was so comfortable. He fought the urge to wake up, holding onto sleep for dear life. But the inevitable happened, and his eyes slowly blinked open, and then he wasn’t so upset about waking up. 

He grinned like a Cheshire Cat when he saw Remus’s sleeping face. He stared at him far longer than a friend probably should, but he looked so beautiful and peaceful; it made Sirius’s heart soar. Their legs were all tangled up, and Sirius was basically on top of Remus. He probably should have warned him before they went to sleep that he was a cuddler. It didn’t matter who was in his bed; he was naturally drawn to them in his sleep. 

He watched Remus until his eyelids began fluttering, and even then he couldn’t look away and met those vibrant honey-coloured eyes. Remus’s skin turned red as though he’d just come out of a steam room and not just from catching Sirius watching him sleeping. 

“Morning,” Remus said quietly, his mouth barely opening. It took Sirius a second to realise he was trying to keep his morning breath to himself, but Sirius didn’t care about silly things like that. 

“Good morning,” Sirius beamed at him, refusing to move from his spot on Remus’s chest. “Sleep well?”

“Erm, yes, I did, thank you. Did you? Sleep well, that is?” Remus was an adorable stammering mess this early in the morning. It made Sirius want to clamber higher up him and snuggle in forever, but that wasn’t something he could do, right now at least. 

“I did, thank you. In fact, that was probably the best night’s sleep I’ve ever had. I might do it again tonight.” Sirius’s words had Remus blushing all over again. Sirius bit his bottom lip, then thought, fuck it, and cried his neck until he could kiss Remus’s pink cheek. Remus’s skin was so unbelievably soft. He reached up a finger and stroked the pad over the spot he’d just kissed. 

“Sirius,” Remus croaked. Sirius removed his finger from Remus’s skin. 

“Sorry,” he muttered, making to roll off Remus, but Remus’s arms wrapped around him, and when Sirius looked up into Remus’s face, Remus was leaning in, waiting to check that was what Sirius wanted. Sirius wasted no time and met Remus’s lips. They were even softer than his cheek. 

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@wolfstarmicrofic August 14, word count 211

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Sirius’s palms were sweating. He was sure Remus could feel how clammy they had become. They were almost at his house now, just a few more houses to go, and then he’d be inviting Remus inside. Gods, he was sweating. He needed a fan like right now!

“Why are you so nervous?” Remus asked, squeezing his wet hand. “Are you a secret hoarder or something?”

“What? No! It’s just, I’ve never had anyone but James, Peter and James’s parents over.”

Remus dropped his hand and hugged him, and suddenly Sirius felt so much better. With a new spring in his step, he wiped his hands on his jeans, took Remus’s hand again and all but dragged him to his front door. 

“Aww, look, he’s bringing his boyfriend home!” James shouted from his living room window. 

“We’re so proud!” Peter called from his kitchen window, gently dabbing his eyes with his handkerchief. 

“Oi, oi, lover boys! Keep those windows closed; we do not need to hear Remus’s screams of pleasure this fine afternoon!” Lily bellowed from her bedroom window. 

“I hate the lot of you!” Sirius shouted at them, stomping his foot like a petulant child and slamming the front door on their laughter as soon as he and Remus were inside.

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@wolfstarmicrofic July 29, word count 622

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Sirius looked down at Remus, willing him to talk, but all he did was roll his head and groan. 

“Remus, please, what do you need?” Sirius begged, reaching for Remus’s hand. He was burning up. He put his spare hand over Remus’s forehead and found it hot to the touch and damp with sweat. He ran to the bathroom and searched for paracetamol. He found a packet and pushed two of the white pills from the blister pack before running to the kitchen and filling a glass with cold water. Not even debating it for a second, he put the glass and pills on the bedside table and slid into the bed beside Remus. He lifted Remus’s heaving, protesting body up, resting him against his chest and pressed the glass against his lips. Remus drank greedily, his eyes staying closed as his throat bobbed hard as he slurped the water. 

“Open up, sweetheart,” Sirius murmured, moving the glass and pressing the pills against Remus’s lips. 

“What is it?” Remus rasped, still refusing to open his eyes. 

“It’s just paracetamol.”

Remus shook his head, then whimpered pitifully, his hands coming up to cradle his head. 

“Top drawer, bathroom,” Remus said so quietly that Sirius almost missed it. Sirius had to jump back out of the bed, making sure that Remus was comfortable first. He grabbed all six boxes and quickly read the dose instructions, but he had no idea which one Remus needed.

“Which one is it?” he whispered beside Remus, holding out the boxes. Remus still didn’t open his eyes, opting to reach out and feel the boxes until he found the right one. He popped three pills out and swallowed them dry. Sirius quickly lifted him up again, slipping under him, the rest of the medication abandoned on the bedside table as he pressed the glass of water to Remus’s lips again. Remus finished the water in the glass and let out a quiet sigh. 

“Sleep, sweetheart, I’ll look after you,” Sirius told him and felt Remus’s tense body relax against him as he let sleep take hold of him. 

Sirius held him the entire time he was out, stroking his hair and checking his temperature now and again. It was definitely coming down, but he was still warm. 

“Oh dear, not again.” Mrs Figg sighed. 

Sirius jumped out of his skin, the movement almost dislodging Remus; he hadn’t heard the old lady come in. 

“I can call his parents if you can’t stay,” she said, but Sirius shook his head. 

“I’ve got him. Does this happen a lot?”

Mrs Figg shook her head. “Not as much as when he first moved in. I was calling his mother nearly every week, but he’s not had a flare-up for quite a while. It’s a good thing you came by; I wouldn’t have realised until later.” She shook her head sadly. “If you need anything, dear, I’m downstairs.” She patted Sirius’s hand, looked sadly at Remus and then disappeared as silently as she’d arrived. 

Sirius hugged Remus to him, deciding there and then that once Remus woke up and when he was feeling better, he’d have him explain what all his meds were for and how best to help him when this happened again, because Sirius would be there for him next time and the time after. He wasn’t going anywhere, not that Remus knew that, but he wasn’t. Sirius could tell he was in this for the long haul, and anyway, if he could make this easier for Remus, he would do it. Remus let out a little huff and snuggled closer to Sirius. Sirius grinned down at him and hugged him, humming a sweet lullaby to soothe him back to sleep. 

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@wolfstarmicrofic August 12, word count 353

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“I hate you,” Remus gritted out as his body shook. 

“Music to my ears, sweetheart.”

“No, I really hate you.”

“Keep singing that sweet song while you hold that medicine ball for thirty more seconds.”

Remus’s arms trembled violently as he held the heavy ball straight out and away from his body. 

“You know you’re not coming over tonight after this, right?”

“But your arms are going to be like two limp noodles,” Sirius purred in his ear, his hands resting lightly on Remus’s hips as he gently adjusted his posture. “How are you going to manage to get any relief?” Sirius’s hand slid to Remus’s front and grazed the front of his shorts. The medicine ball hit the mat with a heavy thud. 

“Sirius!” He hissed, spinning around to face his boyfriend/personal trainer. 

“Nope, nope, nope!” Peter came running over to the pair, waving his hands frantically. 

“Now look what you’ve done,” Remus chastised Sirius. Sirius, as usual, didn’t care even a little bit that Peter was reminding him of the rules of the gym. 

“You can’t feel up your client, Sirius!” Peter huffed exasperatedly. 

“Peter,” Sirius said casually, cocking his head to the side. “What are those?” he asked, pointing at Peter’s feet.  

“Huh? Oh, my new sandals?”

Sirius quirked an eyebrow at him. “Shut up, they’re really comfy.” 

Sirius gave him a look.  Peter harrumphed and strode away, his sandals squeaking with each step. “Shut up!” He said over his shoulder. “And stop with the inappropriate behaviour, or I’m telling Effie!” 

“Don’t you dare!”

“Watch me!”

“Eugh! Fine! I’ll behave!”

Remus snickered. He hadn’t had the pleasure of meeting the Potter matriarch in person, but he knew if he kept seeing Sirius as much as he was, he’d be invited over for dinner. James had said as much when he’d walked in earlier after having Sirius stay over five days in a row. 

“Shut it, you,” Sirius grumbled, but then that familiar mischief flashed in his eyes, and Remus’s smirk vanished. “Tell me, sweetheart, have you ever heard of a burpie?”

Sirius stayed at his own house that night. 

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@wolfstarmicrofic August 10, word count 349

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It was like riding a bike, Sirius thought as he latched onto Remus’s neck, kissing, licking and sucking the tender skin. It had been a while since he’d had the time/ felt the impulse to be with anyone. He was going slow; he had a feeling that Remus was more inexperienced than he’d mentioned yet, and he was in no way going to rush him into anything. 

“Shit, Sirius!” Remus gasped as Sirius sucked at his pressure point and gently rolled his nipple between his fingers until the little bud pebbled. 

He let go of Remus’s neck and replaced his fingers with his mouth, sucking and grazing his teeth over the sensitive bud while he rolled the other. Remus bucked off the bed, whining but not stopping Sirius either, so he continued. 

He dropped Remus’s left nipple and kissed his way over to the other, sucking it into his mouth and lapping at it with his tongue while Remus squirmed beneath him. He could feel Remus’s erection against his stomach, twitching as Sirius continued to play with him. 

“S-S-Sirius,” Remus whimpered through gritted teeth. He was reaching his limits, so Sirius pulled back and moved his lips further down. 

He nuzzled his face in the soft, downy hair on Remus’s belly. A belly that had the startings of some hard abdominal muscles. Sirius bit down on one. He couldn’t wait to get Remus back in the gym; they were going to work on these until they were works of art. He continued his journey down, kissing the inside of Remus’s milky-white thighs, almost as pale as his own. He’d have to get him in shorts and relax out in his garden. A bit of vitamin D would do him some good. 

Sirius cupped Remus through his underwear and looked up at him through his eyelashes as he sucked little bruises into his delicate thigh skin. 

“More?” he asked in a sultry voice. 

“Yes,” Remus croaked, his eyes dark with desire. 

“Good,” Sirius purred and dragged his underwear down, leaving him spread out and naked, ready for him to devour. 

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@wolfstarmicrofic August 7, word count 513

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“What the hell makes you think you can just storm into my house?!” Vernon spluttered as the four of them marched past him and started up the stairs, straight into Lily’s room. She’d drawn them a map, so they knew exactly where they were going. 

Lily’s dad poked his head out of the bedroom opposite Lily’s, looking startled at finding three men he didn’t know in his house and Remus. 

“Morning, Mr Evans,” Remus said cheerfully. “Just collecting Lily’s things.” He turned away and started putting the boxes together. 

“Remus? What on earth is happening?”

“What the ruddy hell do you think you are doing?!” Vernon bellowed at him, having finally reached the top of the stairs. 

“Vernon, what’s the matter?” Petunia asked, poking her nose out from behind her bedroom door. 

Vernon grabbed Remus by the top of his arm and slammed him against the wall, having picked Remus out as the weakest. 

“I’d take your hands off my boyfriend if I were you, that is, if you wish to keep them,” Sirius purred, suddenly by Remus’s side. Vernon didn’t move, but then Peter and James joined them on the landing. James’s hand was around Vernon’s neck instantly and lifted him into the air. Vernon released Remus immediately. 

They all watched on, stunned that James had managed to lift the portly man with only one hand. 

“Lily asked us not to make any more trouble than necessary, but I think this trouble is necessary. Don’t you think so too, boys?”

“Yes,” they agreed in unison as Vernon scrabbled at James’s hand. James leaned in and spoke softly to Vernon. 

“What you did to Lily is disgusting and unforgivable. If I ever see you in the same vicinity as her again…” he didn’t finish his sentence, leaving it up to Vernon to fill in. “Oh, and Mr and Mrs Evans, I think you are utterly disgraceful for believing this piece of shit over your own daughter. You ought to be disgusted with yourselves.” He dropped Vernon without warning and headed back into Lily’s room to finish packing. 

With the four of them, it took no time at all to pack away Lily’s things. They went out in pairs to load up the van, locking it between each visit, lest one of the Dursleys got any ideas. 

Petunia hadn’t come out of her bedroom, but she stood in the doorway glaring at them. Mr and Mrs Evans had retreated to their bedroom and hadn’t come out again, wallowing in their guilt. 

With everything packed up, they headed back down to the van. 

“Good riddance, you bunch of marauding louts!” Vernon shot after them. James let out a loud sigh and spun back around; Vernon scuttled backwards, tripping over his own feet and landing on the neatly trimmed grass still coated in dew.  

“That’s right, Dursley. We’re Marauders, so you’d better watch out, as we might not be as pleasant the next time we meet.”

They got into the van with no more incidents and drove straight to James’s, where Lily was waiting for them. 

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@wolfstarmicrofic December 23, word count 155

It had been twelve years since he’d last set eyes on Remus Lupin. He knew the second Remus entered the shrieking shack. The familiar scent of chocolate and pine trees wafted up through the cracks in the floorboards directly to Sirius, where Harry held him at wand point.

Remus came clattering up the rickety staircase when the girl had screamed out that ‘Sirius Black was here’, and the anticipation was killing him. 

He dragged his eyes away from Harry. It nearly broke his heart; he looked so much like James, but Lily’s murderous glare shone out of her green eyes. 

The footsteps hit the landing, and he held his breath as the door banged open, its hinges shrieking in protest, and there he was, greyer than ever, but Sirius had no doubt that the man stood before him with watery eyes was the man he’d loved ever since he was fifteen years old. Remus Lupin.