Sirius✨️👽

they meet by complete accident on the streets of london while sirius is there on a school trip. sirius spots remus smoking outside a corner shop and, without knowing a single word of english, decides he’s going to bum a cigarette off him anyway. it takes an embarrassing amount of pointing, miming, fake smoking motions and increasingly dramatic hand gestures before remus finally figures out what this very animated french boy wants. he starts off trying not to laugh, but sirius looks so painfully determined to get his point across that remus caves and hands him a cigarette.

they end up standing there together for the next twenty minutes.

sirius talks the entire time in rapid-fire french, complaining about his teacher who only gave them thirty minutes of free time around carnaby street, about how impossible it is to keep up with his class, about london, about anything that comes to mind. he knows remus doesn’t understand a single sentence, but remus keeps nodding anyway, smiling whenever sirius gets especially dramatic with his hands, replying with the occasional “yeah?” like he’s somehow following along

neither of them understands the other, but somehow they’re still having a conversation.

eventually sirius’s classmates start calling for him from down the street. remus pats his pockets, finds a pen, gently takes sirius’s hand and writes his address across the back of it. then he taps the ink with his finger, mimes writing on paper, and points in the vague direction of france.

“send me a letter.”

sirius doesn’t understand the words but he understands everything else.

@gmtgab: skrunkly orange cloud loaf

@itsaboon: liquid creature?

you're orange, witch and skrunkly <3

whatabout me guys???

It was as if all of Remus’ life-long misfortune was actually amounting to something.

@gmtgab: skrunkly orange cloud loaf

@itsaboon: liquid creature?

you're orange, witch and skrunkly <3

whatabout me guys???

MY regulus black gets wrapped up in his friend's dumb decisions even when he's trying to be the responsible one. (spoiler: he's just as bad) and most of the time, he's willingly participating in the dumb stuff because it's fun. and people LIKE fun.

he gets angry easily (falls for ragebait all the time) and is sort of a jock-asshole who gets really ticked off if he doesn't win his quidditch match. (i have so many thoughts on sporty-reg. that's a sports fan right there.)

he laughs loud with his friends and YES he smiles and has fun like a normal person. he'll be rowdy in class when barty's purposefully annoying him, getting told to shush by his teachers more than once in one lecture.

he's a normal teenage boy who acts like one. he's the type to be getting ready for school and say "i'm gonna be quiet and depressed today" and then be laughing and carrying on with his friends the second he gets to his first class because pandora whispered one joke.

“Hm?” Remus hums, half-asleep.

“What d’you think about my hand?”

Sirius turns and shows Remus his left hand, illuminated by the soft glow of their nightlight.

“Your hand?” Remus asks, confused.

“Yeah,” Sirius wiggles his fingers. “Doesn’t it look a bit naked to you?”

“Naked?”

“Yeah,” he clicks his tongue, showing Remus his knuckles. “It feels too bare.”

“Huh?”

“I dunno,” Sirius throws him a cheeky smile. “Wouldn’t it look prettier… with a ring on this finger, maybe?” he whispers, wiggling the finger next to his pinky.