Musings of a travel nurse

trust that everything will fall into place without you forcing it there.

Harry: And there was a little door to give me cold soup.

Severus: A LITTLE DOOR TO GIVE COLD SOUP!?

Harry: And the windows had b— wait, where are you going?

Peter: you know me, I won't tell anyone

[One hour later]

Sirius: MY BABY BROTHER? SCANDAL

James: HA that's not true-...who told you?

Sirius: Wormy, duh

James: I got a problem too

Remus: I’m in love with Pads

James: I’m in love with Pads’s brother

Remus: …

He expected a lion, or a grim, or just something fierce. Something dangerous.

Instead, he’s a giant, shaggy, over-affectionate dog who just wants to be petted.

He feels embarrassed by it at first. It feels too soft. Too needy.

But then, as Padfoot, he realizes he can do things Sirius Black is "too cool" to do.

He can rest his head on Remus’s ’s knee. He can lick Remus’s ’s cheek when he’s sad. He can curl up at the foot of Remus’s ’s bed.

And when Remus scratches him behind the ears and whispers, "good boy, Pads," Sirius feels a rush of affection so strong it nearly forces him to transform back right then and there.