» "What're you thinking?" Remus asks quietly. "About werewolves," I reply. "And you. And how it isn't fair that you had to be one when there are so many people who are more like werewolves than you are." / Sirius/Remus - best friends become something more. he was the star that he used to find his way home; and that home was with the star. *completed 8/26/16

But Sirius still had a problem. He always wanted to touch Remus. Just any sort of physical contact. When Remus was laying in bed, Sirius wanted to crawl in too; every time Sirius sat next to Remus, he had to constantly remind himself not to run his hand over Remus' thigh; Sirius wished he could slip his cold hands under Remus' thick sweater and finger every scar that littered Remus' pale skin; Sirius wanted to caress every part of Remus' face as if he could memorize it by touch; and Sirius really wanted to know what the soft skin on Remus' neck felt like under his lips, Sirius wondered if Remus was as susceptible to love bites as he was. But even though Sirius wanted all of these things, he didn't try to take them. complete :) Please note that I do not own ANY of the characters in this story. Thanks for reading :)

this is the way most disasters start, with sirius. it's no surprise that sirius gets james into another ridiculous situation. but -- sirius does end up meeting the cutest guy ever at a bar, and james does end up meeting this adorable redhead, so, small perks. (side jily), modern!marauders au. cover by @hmarsland!