the cadence of part time poets

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Time 79h 33m

Reads 2,938
Votes 24
Parts 108
Time 79h 33m

THIS IS NOT MY WORK!!! ALL CREDITS TO motswolo ON AO3!!!!
    
    Summary:
    "They're... chaos," Remus said firmly. "And chaos is-"
    "Rock and roll."
    He looked at Sirius sharply, and for once, matched his grin. "Yeah."
    "Maybe that's my excuse then," Sirius said. "I cause a bit of chaos now, and maybe one day, it'll turn into rock and roll."
    
    After losing his mother at age eleven, Remus has spent the better part of the last four years bouncing from school to school or else running around London and pretending as though he wasn't the kind of well-bred boy his father brought him up to be. Now, with his chances all run out, Remus is sent to Hawkings Independent School as a last-ditch effort to clean up his act. There he meets the very people who will set up the rest of his life, and is forced to confront the pieces of himself he'd long thought had been lost.
    
    (genuinely not apologising for the slow-burn in this fic anymore. You've been warned <3)
    
    
    
    I just cant use ao3 so I had to I just had to transfer it to wattpad please forgive meAll Rights Reserved

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THIS IS NOT MY WORK!!! ALL CREDITS TO motswolo ON AO3!!!!
    
    Summary:
    "They're... chaos," Remus said firmly. "And chaos is-"
    "Rock and roll."
    He looked at Sirius sharply, and for once, matched his grin. "Yeah."
    "Maybe that's my excuse then," Sirius said. "I cause a bit of chaos now, and maybe one day, it'll turn into rock and roll."
    
    After losing his mother at age eleven, Remus has spent the better part of the last four years bouncing from school to school or else running around London and pretending as though he wasn't the kind of well-bred boy his father brought him up to be. Now, with his chances all run out, Remus is sent to Hawkings Independent School as a last-ditch effort to clean up his act. There he meets the very people who will set up the rest of his life, and is forced to confront the pieces of himself he'd long thought had been lost.
    
    (genuinely not apologising for the slow-burn in this fic anymore. You've been warned <3)
    
    
    
    I just cant use ao3 so I had to I just had to transfer it to wattpad please forgive me

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