〖one-shot〗 "Após ter começado a namorar com Remus, Sirius pareceu se tornou alguém completamente diferente. Ele nunca mais se interessou por mais ninguém e agora ele estava finalmente feliz, para valer, sem contar com o facto de que bastava alguém pronunciar o nome "Remus Lupin" que os seus olhos pareciam ganhar um brilho diferente e um sorriso que seria capaz de lhe cortar os cantos da boca por ser tão grande aparecia na sua face. Sirius tinha mudado, isso era óbvio, porém para melhor, e isso tudo era graças a Remus Lupin, e em parte a James Potter." Capa by @givemeyourbundinha PLÁGIO É CRIME

Harry anda deprimido e está prestes a receber o choque de sua vida quando descobre que Draco Malfoy é mais importante para ele do que ele julgava. ______________________________________ Tradução da fanfic de mesmo nome, escrita por Maya.

ACROFOBIA (s. f.) 1. medo mórbido de alturas. (NÃO contém hot/smut) [wolfstar-au] {oneshot} <SFW>

Concluída. Quatro vezes em que o time de Quadribol da Sonserina achava saber exatamente o que estava acontecendo entre Malfoy e Potter e uma vez que um deles realmente entendeu a situação. ou: o time da Sonserina e o time da Grifinória, apesar de afirmarem só sentir ódio um pelo outro, tinham um hábito de se relacionarem e se apaixonarem entre si. algumas pessoas não percebem, mas outras sim. ( one-shot ) ( ua - sem Voldemort ) ( humor )

Draco Malfoy, puro-sangue e Príncipe da Sonserina, sofre o impensável quando é atacado e mordido por Remus Lupin. Como se espera que ele tenha uma vida após isso, principalmente quando Potter continua a meter seu nariz nas coisas em que não devia? _______________________ essa fanfic não me pertence, ela é tradicionalmente postada em inglês no FanFiction, escrita por Sakuri

Remus was so beautiful; it physically hurt to look at him. "Hey, Remus." The other boy glanced up, amber eyes crinkling in the corners as he smiled. "Hello Pads." ~ meet sirius black: artistic, punk rock, as straight as a rainbow and not afraid to show it. plus he's a dog person. meet remus lupin: musical, owns too many jumpers (if that's even a thing), as straight as a rainbow and very much too terrified to show it. he is also a dog person. nobody saw it coming. well, i mean, apart from james, peter, lily, marlene, dorcas, alice, regulus, severus, pretty much all the students actually, mcgonagall, dumbledore, filch, mrs norris.....yeah, ok, let me rephrase my original statement. sirius and remus never saw it coming. everyone else? oh, pur-LEASE. ~ He sighed. "It's weird, isn't it?" "What is?" "The best people tend to think the worst of themselves." *** disclaimer: this might surprise you, but i .... *whispers* ....... don't actually ....... own ........ harry potter .......... *cries in fangirl* nope. that right goes to j.k. rowling. this is just another muggle a.u. there are loads of them. check them out. plus the a d o r a b l e fanart on the cover isn't mine either. it belongs to space dementia, who is an artist on tumblr. if you happen to be them, i have two things to say: thank you, sorry, and the artwork is awesome. [that's three things. oh well.] however this story is mine so please don't steal it (not that i know why you would want to). apart from that, enjoy the ride folks. started: friday 2nd august, 2019 finished: tuesday 10th december, 2019

"Fortune favours the bold. And if anything, darling, I am bold." ~ the italian renaissance, 1502. somewhere in florence. remus lupin is a sculptor, an artist, a poet. his world is embroidered with the fanciful and the beautiful, and he devotes himself to it beneath sweet blue skies. he will not allow himself to love beyond appearance, though, for underneath even the most perfect spun glass, ugliness sits like a chasm into which loveliness falls and shatters. sirius black is every artist's daydream - a muse, yes, but so impossibly steeped in perfection that the term 'muse' seems too ordinary. he is beauty beyond description, a smile soft like the feathery touch of sleep, a grey-eyed gaze that could paint clouds into the horizon. and yet, he seeks something - someone - who might wish to look further, beneath his perfect spun glass, and see... him. just him. but in a world filled with birdsong, could anyone bear to listen to the shrill scream of a broken mind? ~ "...in a way, every time I break a heart, I break mine, too. It seems that I ruin everything I touch." "But you create, Remus. You create the most beautiful of things." "I create destruction." *** disclaimer: i don't actually own harry potter, believe it or not. which is unfortunate, but i guess no one can really do anything about it. the story is mine though, so at least there's that. dedicated to my editor, @FanOfWayToMuch, for supporting me throughout the writing of this book. if it weren't for her, this would likely be much more trashy, and i am eternally grateful for her enthusiasm, honesty, and love. warning: there will be smut. and fluff. tooth-rotting, sweet fluff. i hope you brought a toothbrush. that's all i think. go read. stop wasting time. started: wednesday 19th february, 2020 finished: saturday 18th september, 2021

The Marauders are starting their fifth year at Hogwarts; Remus is starting with a massive scar across his face - a byproduct of the increasing severity of his furry little problem, which is a definite cause for concern despite his insistence that it it's fine. Sirius is starting with the memories of a certain morning at 12 Grimmauld Place in August: memories that he might not ever forget, yet is desperate to cloak underneath the facade that every is fine at home and that he and his parents just sometimes encounter minor disagreements. James is starting his fifth year, yes, but more importantly, he is starting phase five of his plan to woo Lily Evans: somehow his friends seem doubtful that he might succeed, but James, being James, is in no lack of confidence. And Peter, well, Peter is starting to wonder just why he puts up with these people, and if he should really be feeling sorry for Lily Evans, and maybe if he should have asked to have been sorted into Hufflepuff.

𝐌 𝐎 𝐑 𝐓 𝐔 𝐔 𝐒 Dear, please, letʼs not talk today; Not about death. ━━━━━━━━━━ 𝐣𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐮𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 previously "UTOPIA" @lessthandivine 𝟮𝟰𝟬𝟵𝟮𝟬 CW! and the people cried.

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