"Art isn't meant to be pretty; it's meant to make you feel something."
Sirius wants to get tattoos. Remus wants to know why Sirius never wears short sleeves.
[ Wolfstar one-shot ]
Heyo! For those of you who don't know me, I'm Elliot. You can thank my girlfriend for dragging me back into Marauders fics for this. It was initially meant to be 200 words of fluff but oh well. The title's meant to be a bit of a play on the 'all that glisters is not gold' saying in a fore-warning way but also happy because sometimes things that glitter are gold. Anyway, hope you enjoy this. My boys need more magical tattoos.
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CW: Self-harm (eating chocolate purposely to kill wolf, scars from cutting), mentions of abusive families, mentions of racism
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The Christmas after his friends became animagi, Remus got as much money as he feasibly could together to buy them presents. He knew that they wouldn't expect it, but he expected it of himself.
They stayed at Hogwarts for Christmas that year. Peter was having issues with his family, and Sirius wanted to avoid his own. They were the only Gryffindors who stayed aside from Lily, so Remus got her a gift too, even if it was smaller.
Christmas morning, the four boys ran down to the Christmas tree to open presents by the fire. The table had a paper tablecloth over it - the lion of Gryffindor wore a Santa hat and carried a sack of gifts on its back. It roared silently on the covering as snow fluttered down around it. On the table were several small bowls of sweets and a plate of cupcakes. A two litre bottle of butterbeer sat off to the side.
By the time Lily came down in a fluffy dressing gown with her hair messy and tied up, they had gotten through most of the presents from their families.
"Evans!" Sirius waved her over. "Come on - you're falling behind!"
Lily rolled her eyes but sat cross legged between him and Peter. "It's not a race." But she grabbed the first present with her name on it and tore it open.
Remus sat back and watched for the most part. His parents had gotten him some nice chocolates and a woolen scarf but with the treatments and cost of books, it was all they could afford. He passed around one of the packets of chocolate. Sirius was the only one to refuse. "It'll make me sick."
Lily frowned and took one piece of chocolate. "Since when are you lactose intolerant?"
"Oh, is that what it's called?" Sirius looked at her. And then shrugged. "I don't know. I just can't eat chocolate."
