wolfstar oneshots

after.

this one's a little shorter but i wrote it after seeing smth about it on pinterest, hope you like it!

Remus Lupin stepped through the veil of soft light that washed over his body, feeling the warmth against his face. The first thing he saw when he regained his vision was the face of James Potter. "Moony!" James cried, throwing his arms around his best friend, both of them sobbing into each other. "Shit, Prongs, I missed you so much-" Remus whispered, his voice muffled even more by James' soft t-shirt. A tap came at his shoulder and he turned, wiping the tears quickly from his face only to have them flow faster when Lily smiled gently back at him. "Oh, Remus, it's good to have you here," she said comfortingly, stroking his back as Remus squeezed her as well. "W-where's Padfoot?" Remus asked, swinging his head wildly around, straining his eyes to find his other best friend. Well, the term 'best friend' used loosely. After all, Remus had been in love with Sirius since he was fourteen, no matter his marriage to Tonks. "Moony?" An all-too-familiar deep, raspy voice came from behind him. "Holy mother fucking shitballs-" Remus spluttered and pressed his lips together, trying to keep the tremble out of his voice. "Pads- you look-" "Good for a dead person? Thanks, Moony, just what I wanted to hear after you just died." Sirius laughed, a warm, belly laugh that Remus thought he could listen to forever and never get tired of it. "Pads, listen. I- I wish I could've saved you that day, and I'm so glad that you're happy with James and Lily and everyone but there's something I really, really need to do and I kind of-" "Moony, shut the fuck up," Sirius muttered and grabbed his cheeks roughly, kissing him until there was no more breath left in either of them. Lily and James clapped, James wolf-whistling just like he did at that party in sixth year. "Get a room," Prongs laughed, nudging them both with his elbow. Remus and Sirius smiled at each other. "I love you, Pads." Padfoot smirked that Sirius Black grin, and closed the space between them again. It seemed like that moment could go on forever before a not-very-subtle "What in Merlin's fuckery is this shit?!"

Shit.

Tonks.

stfu no one cares that theyre dead and they dont need to breathe, i know this ok its creative liberties people.