Siriussexual

Finding niches

Losing britches

Poparockastankalicious

Giving kisses

All the pitches

Poparockastankalicious

Time's delicious

Making titches

Poparockastankalicious

Scratches itches

Charge the riches

Poparockastankalicious

Salem murdered

all their witches

Marauders Camp Counselor AU - Part 7

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Apparently, the University of San Francisco had just won the national championship. Something James balked to learn Remus knew nothing about.

The four of them, now minus Barty, had been volunteer coaches for a charity soccer league since freshman year and were personally requested by an Olympic hungry dad. Their job was to play soccer all summer, James told him excitedly. For which, they were being handsomely compensated, Peter added, even more excitedly.

While James scolded him about money-talk manners, Remus's small-talk manners, already few, gave way, and his attention shifted inward:

"We ate slop, and I never slept, but your mom and I, we found magic that summer," Sheila said. "I think only fate can bring people together in a place like that."

"Fate?" Remus scoffed lovingly, "Alright..."

Sheila just gave him a wry smile and shrugged. "You'll see."

"Creepy?"

"Moody?"

"Remus?"

"Hm?" Sirius was standing over him smirking. All the mischief returned. "You were sleeping with your eyes open again."

"Oh."

"It's time for dinner."

Remus looked around to see that James and Peter had gone.

"Food is a big priority of theirs. Blinding," Sirius said. "I'm sure they thought you'd be running after the bell too," He laughed fondly. "But, you don't seem like much of a runner to me."

"Okay," Remus said begrudgingly, too tired and annoyed to argue with him. Plus, he wasn't necessarily wrong.

"Okay," Sirius repeated awkwardly and with a twinge of disappointment. Remus could already tell he loved to argue. "Are you coming or not?"

Remus nodded and stood. Falling in step with Sirius as they made their way out of the cabin. "Sorry, you didn't have to wait for me." Like he had any idea where he was going.

He watched the same amused thought flash behind Sirius’s eyes. "Mm it's okay. I wanted to finish the album I was listening to anyways." Baiting question.

Remus took it. "What album?" He couldn't resist. Not when it came to music.

"The Game."

"Hm Queen." Remus nodded approvingly.

Sirius raised his eyebrows mockingly, "Wow! Are are you a fan Moody?"

"Remus. And obviously. I'm not a monster."

"Eh, jury’s out on that. But, I guess jury’s in on your music taste."

"And what is that?"

"Good. Must be. If you like Queen."

"I could be one of those people that only like all the radio hits."

"Any Queen song's a good song," Sirius said earnestly, "But, I agree. I should hound you more. Favorite song? Go!"

"From the album? Or in general?”

"Ooo Moody's a show-off. Both. Why not?”

Remus sighed. He was never going to shake that nickname. "From The Game probably ...'Rock It.' Of All Time...'Seven Seas of Rhye.'"

Sirius considered his answer with a cheeky smile. "Why those songs?"

"I don't know. I like how they sound."

Sirius laughed. "Ah and I thought we had a real music savant on our hands."

"Well, you go then. If you're such an expert on music theory."

And would love me in spite of it. Being gay. But never wholly. He will never love me wholly.

Marauders Camp Counselor AU - Part 6

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The first and main room was composed of rows and rows of bunk beds all accompanied by a wooden chest at the foot and a nightstand to the right. Remus counted at least 15. Fuck. Off to the right was another massive room full of toilets and sinks, and in its corner, nearest to the back door, was the smallest room to ever exist.

It was into this room that Sirius, like a cartoonish villain, marched Remus and his suitcase and where two boys sat on two bunk beds.

“Hey guys! This is Creepy. I found him outside.”

Relentless. Asshole. Remus huffed and rolled his eyes. “You’re the creep.”

“Oof, moody one,” Sirius said through the corner of his mouth. His eyes lit up gleefully.

Remus barely hid a glower, Sirius’s every word and move re-confirming his feeling that he shouldn’t be there.

A tan-skinned boy with glasses and curly hair huffed a mixture of chide and chuckle. “I’m James. You must be Remus.”

The smile he gave was the essence of warmth, and before Remus could respond, or question Sirius, James leapt up to crush him into a hug, pulling away with a hard pat on the back.

“We heard you won’t be with your friend. Sorry man. Barty bailed at the last second.”

Smart guy.

“And don’t mind him,” he said shrugging at Sirius, “He’s just excited.”

“And a pain,” said the other boy.

He was freckled and pinkish with short straw blonde hair. At first glance, he was rather unassuming, but there was a hardness and an eagerness that flashed behind his eyes, so quickly Remus wasn’t sure if he’d imagined it.

Sirius gasped theatrically, “You wound me Pete.”

Ignoring Sirius, as if he had done it 1000 times before, he gave Remus a polite half wave. “I’m Peter.”

A nod in response, “When did you all get here,” Remus asked.

“Yesterday,” James said. “We were coming in from California, so they planned an extra day of travel in case there were delays.”

“So you all know each other then?” There was no question. The air between them was soft and knowing, no hints of the stiffness of new meetings, but the question was expected and easy.

“Yeah, James and I grew up in San Diego. Our dad’s work at the Naval Training Center,” said Peter proudly, “We both committed to University of San Francisco for soccer, and that’s where we met Sirius.”

On instinct, Remus looked to Sirius, expecting input or at least a snarky remark. The cold sad look he was met with shocked him into a stupid silence.

“Welcome aboard Moody,” was all he said, light but soulless, no remnants of the mischief of moments earlier, before climbing into the bunk above James and disappearing into a cassette.

Marauders Camp Counselor AU - Part 5

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Camp Pheonix was co-ed. The boys’ village was down by the lake and the girls’ as high up on the bluffs as safety would allow. No subtlety there.

Kathy dropped Dorcas and Lily off first.

“You two will be with the 7 year olds here in Rowena. Your co-counselors should be in there already.”

The girls shared an anticipatory smile.

“We’ll all meet in the dining hall at 6. If you need anything before then, give me a holler,” Kathy told them. Her air familiar as an old friend.

Lily gave Remus’s shoulder a squeeze. “I have a good feeling about this summer,” she beamed.

“Yeah, good luck losers,” Dorcas said, waving with the back of her hand.

Lily’s face contorted as a scold came and was shoved down. She hesitantly moved forward from Remus’s side, looking back to give a final reassuring smile before the wooden door of the cabin snapped shut behind her red ponytail. Sounds of nervous girlish glee came from inside.

“Alright losers,” chuckled Kathy as she gracefully maneuvered the bus down towards the water.

“Xeno, you’ll be in Kingsley with the oldest boys. And Remus you’ll be with the 10-11 year olds in Ollivander.”

She pulled over to let Xeno out first, and Remus’s heart sank. He had banked on them being together, not because he thought Xeno would be particularly helpful or organized. Logistically, it would’ve probably been easier without Xeno there who was incapable of following a schedule. But he was a good friend, a best friend, comfortable and predictable. Remus was not in the mood for unpredictable. He hadn’t been for a long time.

“We won’t be together?” Remus asked. “I requested him on the application.”

“We prefer people with experience to be with the younger kids, and we were short a counselor in Ollivander. I’m sorry boys. My hands are tied.”

“Let’s not fight fate Rem. She can be nasty,” Xeno said winking at Kathy. He gave Remus an excited grin. His canines had always been crooked. They flared to their respective sides, making his smile wider and completely fearless. He grabbed his bag and took off, leaving Remus to fight fate alone.

“Here you are,” Kathy said, pulling up to the cabin 4 doors down, “Don’t be too sad with me. Camp is magical. I promise. You’ll be alright.”

A soft “yeah” was all he could muster.

“I’ll see you at 6. Have fun!”

As he stepped off the bus, she gave him a smile as unreadable as everything else about her and sped off down the hill.

Remus could hear voices inside. One loud and easy. One soft and warm. Two boys. Probably his co-counselors. Their shadows stretched into the front room, and he was frozen. He tried to open the door and go inside, but all he could do was stand and stare.

The aftermath of Lily’s meddling. Why had he listened to her? He had sworn her off for good after the incident in Professor Flitwick’s research lab. Tried to anyways. He could still leave now. “That incident got you an internship,” his imaginary Lily reminded him, “and a scholarship.” Ugh. He watched the shadows and went back and forth with himself, totally paralyzed.

“I didn’t know people could sleep standing up,” a voice broke in. “I’ve seen cows but never a person.”

Remus, shaken, let out a strangled sound of surprise and spun around to see a boy his age. Their eyes met first. There was a smirk in his. He had shoulder length black hair and white pale skin, undeniably handsome. Beautiful. The world around his silhouette blurred, and he was all Remus could see.

“Hello? Are you okay?”

“Yeah! Sorry! I just…”

“You don’t have to explain. I’m Sirius,” he said, “Unless, you really are a cow and those brownies James brought were of the magical variety. In that case, I need to rest up before dinner.”

“I’m not a cow. I’m Remus.”

Annoying.

“How long were you standing there?”

“I don’t know. I tried saying hi, but you didn’t answer. I thought you’d move eventually, but then you didn’t, and I was having so much fun watching you that I lost track of time. Could’ve been an hour,” he smirked deeper.

“Creep.”

“Ditto.”

They stared at each other for a long time. The air between them was slow and familiar, and Remus felt the pull of change in his gut.

“Come on creepy. I’ll introduce you.” Sirius snatched the bag out of his hand and herded him inside.

Marauders Camp Counselor AU - Part 4

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Her name was Kathy, a very tall very slender woman, and she would be their supervisor for the next 3 months. Any questions or requests could be directed towards her, day or night, she told them with pride. The drive from Burlington to Addison was around an hour, and on the way, she explained to them that she and her husband had been working at the camp since they retired 10 years ago.

“She’s gotta be at least 60 then,” Dorcas whispered.

Remus scoffed, “No way.” Kathy’s hair was starkly black, her skin an olive complexion. The only signs of age on her face were deep smile lines beside her eyes and mouth. Her voice was old, but her eyes were bright. She was beautiful.

“I’ll bet you 20 bucks. She’s literally retired.”

“Retirement is not a requirement of old age,” Xeno said too loudly.

“Okay,” Remus smiled.

“No,” Lily groaned, “you guys promised me no more bets, and this one is just blatantly rude and sexist.”

"No. Xeno promised you during his last ego death, and I'd kill to be so hot and mysterious people have no idea how old I am," Dorcas smirked.

”What if she’s a vampire?” Xeno whispered seriously.

They all laughed at that (even Lily). Kathy was hot, there was no denying it. Remus had never seen Xeno as present as he was listening to her explain the set-up schedule.

They had two weeks until the campers arrived and cabins needed to be cleaned, pathways cleared, and stations assigned. Once they made it into Addison, it was another thirty minutes south to camp, Kathy told them, and they’d receive their bunking assignments.

The bus entered Addison Vermont through a red covered bridge. They had their own just like it back in Princeton. It was the first thing you’d see in any travel guide for the small Illinois town, but when you entered Addison’s bridge, mountains, deep blue water, and a towering sharp white steeple met you on the other side, nothing like the long dirt road in Princeton. Remus’s heart tightened.

They all knew the Princeton bridge. They’d slowly driven under it three thanksgivings ago when a snowstorm kept them all trapped at Greenville, and they’d gotten so bored and desperate they made the perilous trek to Remus’s parents house. Remus could feel all three worried pairs of eyes trained on him as they left Addison behind and drove further into the woods.

Marauders Camp Counselor AU - Part 3

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Remus was on a train. Green, then total darkness streaked past as they went through a tunnel. In front of him was a woman with sandy blonde hair. It was a familiar color, but what truly gave her away was her smell, like lemons and the sea.

“Mom?”

“Mom!”

“Hope,” he choked.

“She can’t hear you,” came a voice next to him.

Remus looked to his left to see only shoulder-length black hair before he was yanked back to the plane, eyes opening as it screeched and fought to a stop.

Dorcas was looking straight ahead, jaw set, breaths shallow, but Lily was looking at him with a sad expression. They shared a glance, before he pulled his eyes away sharply, refusing to acknowledge what she knew.

Xeno had managed to sleep through it all, most likely tripping on something. Greedy bastard. He used to share. Every Tuesday, they would get high and watch “Fat Albert.” Xeno loved Dumb Donald’s hat. He’d tried making one for himself, but he couldn’t get the holes right, too far apart, too close together, until they had used up every hat or piece of fabric his mom owned. Remus wasn’t allowed over after that. They’d been high then too, had relived it every trip, but two falls ago had come and went, and in its wake, Xeno pretended like drugs didn’t exist around Remus. They all did.

Burlington International was the smallest airport Remus had ever seen. One very short and square building greeted them as they stepped off the plane.

“We made it ,” Lily smiled, rallying the troops. The air was crisp from the morning and the ocean, out of view but in the wind. The furthest east Remus had ever been was Indiana. He hadn’t thought going beyond that would have mattered, but the Atlantic sky was different. Being from Illinois, he was no stranger to hills and green and rocks, but the colors were deeper here, the sky and the trees at war with each other.

"New England! I missed you," Xeno sighed.

"You moved from Maine when you were 3," said Dorcas, laughing, "how do you even remember living here?"

"I remember everything. I remember my birth. And I'll remember my death."

Dorcas frowned upward in concern.

"That's nice Xeno," Lily cooed, like a tired mother, trying to simultaneously appease and shut him up as they walked inside, where someone was waiting to drive them the rest of the way to camp.

”Sober up and shut it,” Dorcas said tightly as Xeno tried to start up an existential conversation with a passing flight attendant.

”Why did we let him come with us?” Dorcas asked Remus. “HE is going to be in charge of someone’s kid.”

“It’s not so hard,” Remus tried, “and he’ll have help.”

She breathed a short laugh, ”Well, whatever, it’s too late now.”

Marauders Camp Counselor AU - Part 2

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To deny Lily Evans was never in good sense, impossible even. Remus liked to fight with her about little things like where they should study or eat, but when it came to life, people, love, there was Lily, like she had been born of laughter and the earth’s tides, an all-seeing force of nature. Her care was pushy but genuine, and she knew best. Besides, Remus had always enjoyed a summer of nothing, but without Lily, Dorcas, Xeno, or even Snape it would’ve been too completely uneventful even for him, so on May 21st 1981, he found himself boarding a flight to Vermont.

Xeno had spent their wait for bag check pondering death. “What do you think free fall is like?,” he wondered wistfully. Asking the people around them if they believed in an after-life. Xeno had a gift for making people uncomfortable. His questioning was never antagonistic. He was motivated not by anger or fear, but pure curiosity, so unfettered that it rivaled the universe. It was hard to stomach. Everyone stood a good distance from them after that.

Luckily, their flight was early, and the line moved fast. They grabbed bagels at the stall next to their gate. Dorcas and Xeno always savory. Lily and Remus always sweet.

“What about you Remus? Where do you think we go after we die?”

“Why are we still on that?,” Dorcas said settling into the next to Remus.

“Xeno there are kids sitting behind us,” Lily whispered frantically.

He gave her a detached look, the concept of unseemly talk alien to him. Furious parental glares bore into their heads. Lily cringed.

“Nowhere,” Remus said, “we go nowhere.”

“Hm. Nowhere…” Xeno mused, placated, for now. Remus had meant what he said. He didn’t believe in heaven or anything similar. How could he? But he also knew Xeno would never accept such a close-ended-open-ended answer, and the concept of ‘nowhere’ kept him busy until they had boarded, all in a row, Lily at the window, then Dorcas, then Remus, and Xeno in the aisle seat across from them next to a couple Remus recognized from check-in, both of whom grimaced at the sight of their neighbor.

Dorcas’s generally resolute demeanor was anything but as they took off. She had been quiet all morning, silent after Xeno’s unsettling round-table in the line for bag check, only breaking it to mutter curses and scolds at him. Usually, in moments of stress she would wear nothing but her resting grin, the picture of nonchalance, her only tell her right thumb which she dragged over every nail, back and forth. But today, as the plane rattled into the sky, she sat hand in hand with Lily, her pride strangled tightly in her palm where it stayed for the rest of the flight.

Remus later learned that, that was her first time flying. The memory still shocked him when it crossed his mind, someone like Dorcas Meadows never having seen the world.

Marauders Camp Counselor AU - Part 1

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Remus had planned to spend his last summer of freedom like he did every year, cashiering and getting high.

He should have known better than to deny Lily Evans.

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She said it would be a good resume builder, which, to no surprise, piqued little interest in Remus, even less so when Snape chimed in, in agreement. He told her as much.

"It will be good experience Remus, and we won't be in the same classroom next year," she said.

"Yeah, he won't have you to take care of him."

"Sev!"

"So inspiring! Is that how you plan on leading your future classroom Snaily?," Remus said, pointedly loud. On cue, giggles sounded from the corner. Snape paled.

"Remus don't encourage them," Lily scolded. "Dr. McGonagall just spoke to them about name calling. We’re supposed to be setting an example."

Remus pulled his mouth into a straight line and shrugged. "Snaily started it."

Lily gave him her scariest look, the one she'd made just for Snape's sake, and aimed the pen she was holding at Remus's forehead. Bouncing off, as if by design, it fell into his open thermos.

"Throwing school supplies? What example is that setting Lil?"

Imitating Remus's casual display from before, she shrugged, a hint of a smile in her voice, "you started it."

Snape forced out a single sneering laugh.

"Lily, we spent the entire semester 'gaining experience.’” Remus was nearly whining,” Why would you want to spend the summer doing the same. Don't you want a break?"

"How many more chances will we have to be all together? And it will give us a chance at more causal practice. No grades involved. Dorcas and Xeno are coming."

"Is Snaily coming?" Remus said, earning himself a dual glare.

Snape wasn't coming. His double majors in chemistry and education meant he'd always had to take summer classes. Remus knew that. He couldn't let the sneer slide.