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James:

Peter:

Remus: SHUT THE FUCK UP SIRIUS IT’S 3 AM!

Sirius:

Sirius: well well well, lucky for you, I am the master of seduction. After all, I did seduce the one and only moony.

James: okay, so what do I do?

Sirius: *explaining*

*later*

James, to lily: Are you a burger? ‘Cause you could be the meat between my buns. *smirks*

Lily: What the fuck James?!

James: uhh... DAMMIT SIRIUS! he said this would work!

Lily:

Sirius: What the fuck is that?!

James: Oi! Hand it here.

Remus: Fuck off.

Sirius: Damn moony, no need to be so rude.

James: *steals calculator*

James and Sirius: *giggling and messing around with the calculator*

*20 minutes later*

*Sirius hands back the calculator with ‘boobies’ in the display*

(Deuteranopia is a type of red-green color blindness characterized by the inability to distinguish red and green pigments.)

(Chromesthesia or sound-to-color synesthesia is a type of synesthesia in which sound involuntarily evokes an experience of color, shape, and movement.)

Remus has never been able to fully appreciate the vibrance of the Gryffindor house colours. To him red and gold are almost indistinguishable and the common is just an abundance of yellow and gold shades.

Sirius, James, and Peter are completely unaware of Remus’ colourblindness until one day, when James asks Remus to pass him his red notebook (James has an assortment of gryffindor coloured objects, including his red and gold notebooks). Remus not knowing which one is the red notebook and which is the gold, decides to just test his luck and grab one. He hands over the notebook, which James thinking he’s joking, says, “no mate, that’s my journal. I need my quidditch notebook.”

“Oh,” Remus responds feeling embarrassed for having gotten it wrong.

“It’s all good, I just wanted to write down a play idea I had.”

James turns and heads out of the dormitory to the common room, Peter following close behind.

Sirius stayed behind and turned to a dejected Remus, “are you alright?”

“I- no it’s fine, go join James.”

“No really, Remus, you can tell me.”

And so Remus tells Sirius about how he’s never been able to know the difference between red and gold. He knows one is red and one is gold, but to consistently differentiate them seems impossible to him. It feels good to be able to finally tell someone.

Sirius doesn’t react, he sits there thinking.

“I’ve always been able to hear colours. Is that not normal?” Sirius mentions softly.

“Uh no? I don’t think so.”

“Oh.”

“Can you describe red to me? People have always told me that it’s bright but I’ve never known what that really meant.”

Sirius immediately blurts out a bunch of sounds that he associates with the colour red. Eventually he walks over to the record player Remus brought to hogwarts and searches through their collection of records to find just the right one that screams red.

as the events after halloween 1981 from remus pov

(TW. dark themes, su*cide)

Take me to the rooftop I wanna see the world when I stop breathing Turning blue Tell me, love is endless, don't be so pretentious Leave me, like you do (like you do)

Remus after Sirius is believed to have betrayed them causing James, Lily, and Peter’s deaths.

If you need me Wanna see me Better hurry 'Cause I'm leaving soon

Remus pleading for someone to help him, he can’t handle being alone right now.

Sorry, can't save me now Sorry, I don't know how Sorry, there's no way out (sorry) But down, mm down

He doesn’t want to think about how he’s going to have to spend the rest of his life alone.

Taste me, the salty tears on my cheek That's what a year-long headache does to you I'm not okay, I feel so scattered Don't say I'm all that matters Leave me Deja vu

He’s thinking back to how Sirius betrayed him with The Prank and how he should’ve seen this coming and that it’s his fault for not being more cautious. That he allowed his love for Sirius to overpower his wariness.

If you need me Wanna see me You better hurry I'm leaving soon

Again, pleading for someone to come rescue him from the he’ll that has become his life. The war may be over now but his life has never been worse.

Sorry, can't save me now Sorry, I don't know how (sorry) Sorry, there's no way out (sorry) But down, mm down

He feels that he’s got no one and nothing to live for anymore.

Call my friends and tell Them that I love them And I'll miss them But I'm not sorry Call my friends and tell them that I love them And I'll miss them Sorry

- Remus is about 6’3

- Sirius is 5′10

- aka the perfect height for forehead kisses

- it started on a particularly sad day and Sirius sat himself down on the couch next to where Remus was reading

- Remus was so caught up in his book that he hadn’t noticed Sirius’ bad mood

- Sirius being fed up with Remus ignoring him, settled his head in Remus’ lap to get his attention

- Remus just continued reading with one hand and began running his fingers through Sirius’ hair

- after Sirius huffed for the sixth time, Remus finally set his book aside and gave Sirius his full attention

- whilst comforting Sirius whilst he explained what caused his bad mood, Remus, without really thinking, leant down and kissed Sirius’ forehead

- since then whenever Sirius wasn’t feeling 100%, he would find Remus and literally present Remus with his forehead for kisses

- and since Remus is 6′3 and Sirius is 5′10, Sirius’ forehead is the perfect height for said forehead kisses

- one day Remus gifted Sirius platform docs, which Sirius LOVES to wear and strut around in

- but when he wears them his forehead is at Remus’ eye level, which is very inconvenient for receiving those precious forehead kisses

- Sirius finds this very very sad and he stopped wearing his docs for a while because the docs weren’t THAT great that he would sacrifice his forehead kisses for a pair of boots

- eventually Remus convinced Sirius to wear the docs again because they helped make Sirius feel extra confident on those difficult days

- and that day Sirius learned that when wearing the docs, he could hug Remus from behind and hook his chin over one of Remus’ shoulders

- the docs made him the perfect height for hugs and nuzzling his head in Remus’ neck/shoulder

It was a sunny afternoon in mid-October, and Remus, Sirius and James were strolling through the halls of Hogwarts on their way to their tree by the Black Lake. Peter had snuck off to the kitchens to get snacks so they could have a little picnic.

As they were walking Remus’s hand would occasionally brush against Sirius’s hand as they walked side by side, whilst James continued to ramble on about his plans for quidditch training as team captain. Sirius, who was struggling to resist the urge to grab Remus’s hand, had complained to James in the past about how much he wished to be able to hold his boyfriend’s hand. James, for once in his life, wasn’t entirely oblivious, and noticed Sirius’s current dilemma. Without hesitation, he grabbed Sirius’s hand and began swinging their arms back in forth to subtly bring Remus’s attention to show him it was alright to hold hands. A smiling Sirius linked his pinkie with Remus’s and intertwined their hands.

Together the three of them continued their journey through the halls of Hogwarts onto the fields outside to their spot, where they found Peter already there with the picnic blanket laid out and food spilling out of the basket. Peter had already begun eating, as expected, as James, Sirius, Remus sat down.

Remus, his muscles still aching from the previous full moon, sat down against the trunk of the tree, in between two roots which he used as arm rests. Sirius lay down on his back, with his head resting in Remus’s lap and Remus automatically began running his hands through Sirius’s hair. James took the remaining free space of the blanket next to Peter, where he lay on his stomach, his legs, being too long, stretched onto the grass.

The four marauders enjoyed the afternoon sun in each other’s company, it wasn’t often, now that they were in sixth year, that they could spend an afternoon all together free of stress. Sirius would occasionally feed Remus a strawberry or piece of chocolate. Sirius always made sure to take special care of Remus so soon after a full moon. He seemed to have this remarkable ability to know exactly where Remus ached most throughout the day and would take the extra time to massage away any knots in his shoulders, back, legs. Currently Sirius was in the process of rubbing Remus’s calves, which were unusually tight from running around so much during his last transformation.

James:

Has a stick with multiple prongs each with a marshmallow and lets the stick balance on his knees. Then gets distracted by Sirius catching his marshmallow on fire and casting aguamenti that his marshmallows end up a little too roasted. Once Sirius gets annoyed he offers up one of his marshmallows.

Sirius:

Is too impatient to wait for it to roast perfectly so he sticks his marshmallow right into the flame for short bursts in the hopes that it speeds up the process. He ends up holding it in the flame a little too long and his marshmallow catches on fire and he quickly tries to blow it out, which doesn’t work so James jumps in and sprays him with water. Sirius gets annoyed that his is now soggy and is offered one of James’s marshmallows.

Remus:

Has perfectly masted the art of marshmallow roasting and holds his marshmallow just above the flame whilst slowing turning in his hand it like a rotisserie. Once his marshmallow is perfectly golden brown he breaks off a block of chocolate and lets it melt on top.

Peter:

McGonagall: Sensory deprivation- What is this for?

Lily: Hey James.

James: Really? I’m a sexy boy?

Lily: *nods*

Lily: Hi James.

Remus: Penguin.

McGonagall: No, I don’t think you understood-