its only natural for a girlie to kin remus lupin

in a dorm: remus & peter are roommates, but share a suite with sirius and james (who are also roomies, duh), so the two rooms have a little common lounge/kitchenette separate from the rest of the floor

sirius is a cosmetology/beauty school major, mirroring how he's good at transfiguration/is an animagus - and i think he would enjoy a more creative, "nontraditional" major, and also i think this ties well into people's interpretations of sirius as more gender nonconforming & valuing freedom of self expression

in a dorm: remus & peter are roommates, but share a suite with sirius and james (who are also roomies, duh), so the two rooms have a little common lounge/kitchenette separate from the rest of the floor

sirius is a cosmetology/beauty school major, mirroring how he's good at transfiguration/is an animagus - and i think he would enjoy a more creative, "nontraditional" major, and also i think this ties well into people's interpretations of sirius as more gender nonconforming & valuing freedom of self expression

“Moons, I have an important question.”

Remus looked up from his book, only half paying attention. Because, since getting together a month ago, Sirius asked ‘important questions’ a lot. Some of them included, but were certainly not limited to:

Would you love me if I were a worm?

Would you love me if I turned into a dog and ate all of your homework?

Would you love me if I lost all my teeth?

Would you love me if I was bald?

And, Remus’s personal favorite, and the one that confused him the most, would you love me if I was never born?

Of course, Remus answered yes to all of these, because he’d known Sirius for almost five years, so he knew how to placate him. 

So he expected this question to be the same.

“Would you still love me if I dressed like a girl sometimes?”

But now, Remus gave his boyfriend his full attention, because the question seemed to hold more weight. 

“Of course I would, baby,” he replied earnestly, looking over and meeting Sirius’s eyes. “Do you…really think I wouldn’t?”

“Dunno,” Sirius mumbled, playing with a loose thread in his blanket. “You don’t think it’s weird?”

Remus chuckled and moved to sit next to him, grabbing his hand. “I think you’re weird. But however you want to dress, I’ll always think you’re stunning. And I’ll never stop loving you. I promise.”

Gray, tear-filled eyes finally met his own, and Remus momentarily was breathless. “I’m still a boy,” Sirius murmured.

“Even if you weren’t,” Remus swore, “I love you for you.”

At this, Sirius smiled a bit. “What if I were a snail?”

“Have you ever kissed anyone, Remus?”