sad birds still sing

angel — 16, british, art student, gryffindor

fandoms — marauders, harry potter, hunger games

i write in my spare time and sometimes post it on here and ao3, thank you for reading my blog :P

Soon, he tilted his head to face Sirius. His black haired friend sat with his arms resting over his knees, his loose tie hanging from his unbuttoned shirt. He gazed into the sky.

A gentle breeze travelled through the grass, making ripples across the fabric of Remus’ trousers and pushing his white shirt against his skin.

“Remus,” Sirius spoke after a moment, breaking the silence that surrounded them.

“Sirius.”

“You know how James has Lily, but who do we have?” He continued, looking down to his friend with a curious expression.

Remus raised an eyebrow as he looked over, “I suppose we have each other.”

“True, but we aren’t… together like they are,” Sirius spoke with a small huff, picking at the grass between his legs.

Slowly, he looked away from his friend. For a moment, he wasn’t sure how to respond.

“But you mess around a lot with others.”

“That isn’t the same.”

Remus let out a small hum, thoughtfully tapping a finger on the ground. Sirius remained silent before turning to face him, grinning so bright his white canine teeth were showing.

“Remus, if neither of us are married by the time we’re thirty, we should marry each other.”

He was immediately taken aback by the offer, and a little flustered. But Remus considered his words before finally giving a nod of agreement.

“remus, if neither of us are married by the time we’re thirty, we should marry each other.”

remus is taken aback by the offer, and a little flustered. but he considers his words before agreeing.

hope your summer is as wonderful as your theme is

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