Moonlit Marauder

“I suppose I’d have to to make sure you don’t get yourselves in too much trouble.”

“I know my eleven-year-old self would be shocked at the turn of events.  But in all honesty, I wouldn’t have it any other way.  Admittedly…I’d like for our circumstances to be a little better.  But words can’t really explain how happy I am right now.”

“’Course you would, the four of us on our own we’d be dead in a week.”

“On if you want your furry little problem at the wrong time of the month.”

“Papa Potter is making a werewolf potion? I feel like you might be far to at ease with that, mate.”

“Depends.”

“On what exactly?”

“Didn’t convince you to test out a new potion, did he?”

“No. Should I be afraid if he does?”

“The lot of you in matching costumes…now there’s a sight I’d love to see.”

“You know, my eleven-year-old self would be asking that same thing.  If you’d told me then that I’d be standing where I am now, I would’ve laughed and never believed you,”  Lily admitted.  “Yet somehow, here we are anyway.”

“The lot of us? Lils, you’d have one too don’t kid yourself.”

“…Perhaps?”  Lily slowly said.  “Maybe not those of us who work in the ministry or the DMLE specifically…but I suppose technically you, James, Remus, Peter Sirius, and myself could be considered vigilantes…”  Lily laughed.  “But don’t tell Sirius that.  Who knows what he’d do if he got the thought in his head that we’re all vigilantes running around.”

“I understand what it is you’re saying,”  She nodded, though it certainly wasn’t something she expected to be talking about on her wedding day.  “I do know we’re definitely going to try.  I don’t give up easily, and I know James would agree with me when I say neither of us want to give up what it is that we have together.”

“Matching costumes. We’d be laughed out of the wizarding world, that’s exactly what would happen.”

“Have you been talking to my dad?”

“Of course, your dad’s a delight.”

“I do think calling yourself the friendly neighborhood werewolf would probably do more for you instead of just announcing that you’re a werewolf,”  Lily agreed with a nod, then furrowed her brows slightly.  “Of course we are, Remus.  I mean, I know not every day will be like this and we’ll probably have some ups and downs, but at the end of the day, I wouldn’t want to go through any of that with anyone other than James.”

“If I ever become a vigilante, I’ll be sure to use it for my tag line.” Remus paused for a moment, before laughing. “Wait, do we already count as vigilantes?” 

“You’re right, everything is a lie.”

“I knew it, you sick bastard. And now she’s stuck with you for life, which means the rest of us are as well. We’d be terrible friends to abandon her with such a monster. Your evil plan worked this time, Potter.”

“Piss off, you know I’m rubbish at potions.”

“There’s a black market, you could be shady, Potter, tricking us all. Is our friendship even real? Have you been drugging all of us since the beginning, have you no ethics?”

“Hm, that might be something you’d want to wait until the second time you meet to tell them,”  Lily laughed.  She squeezed Remus tightly.  “Thank you, Remus.  That means a lot.”

“You sure? I think ‘Hi, I’m Remus, friend of the happy couple and neighborhood friendly werewolf’ is a great conversation starter. Maybe a bit much, but I’ve not attacked anyone right? So no harm.”

“Hello, hi!”  Lily beamed, her face practically glowing in the overhead lights.  “Thank you so much for coming – there’s just one thing I want to tell you quickly –”  She paused and pointed her parents out from the rest of the people.  “–Those are my parents over there.  They’ll love you if you answer their questions about magic or what sort of job you have.  Just…don’t scare them or anything, okay?”

“Huh. So I definitely shouldn’t mention a certain furry little problem then? I feel like that might be just this line of too much.” Remus teased, before he pulled her into a hug. “You look beautiful, Lily.”

“See – always knew she was gonna fall madly in love with me.”

“I’m still half convinced you slipped her some powerful love potion. The real Lily Evans would have more sense, mate.”

peteswormtail:

buckoff-potter:

“Wormy’s right. If I didn’t know any better I’d say you’re trying to kick me out early.”

Peter nodded, stifling a laugh at the thought of Sirius getting new bones. “I mean– we’ve still got time, yeah?”

Sirius came walking into the room, working on eating whatever he’d found in the fridge for the moment, “Did I hear something about a gift for me and bones?” He looked between his three mates, “Where?!”

“Well you’ve ruined the surprise now, haven’t you? Can’t manage to kick Prongs out, can’t surprise Padfoot, tripping Wormy’s the only success of my day. And that wasn’t even intentional.”

buckoff-potter:

“Should’ve made a bet,” James chuckled to himself before clapping Peter on the back. “Remus thought he’d redecorate. Bit of a shit place to put it, if you ask me.”

@peteswormtail​

“James isn’t leaving for another month, can’t you wait to redecorate? Does everything have to change again?” 

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“It’s not like I’m kicking him out the door, I just thought we could use a bit more storage space. Think about it, get some dog toys and a bow and it doubles as storage and a great gift for Padfoot.”

“You– do I look, am I turning a bit blue? It feels a bit cold in here, maybe– you don’t think, could it be one of them?” Peter asked in a whispered frantic tone, looking all around, really wishing he’d managed to master the patronus charm by now. 

Remus shook his head. “You don’t look blue, I mean you’re not entirely wrong about it being cold, but I’m trying to look on the bright side...Maybe it’s just a draft?”

buckoff-potter:

“Hey, mate.”

@peteswormtail​

Peter rubbed his elbow as he rose from the floor. “Where’d that thing come from? It wasn’t there when I got here, was it?”

“It’s always been there, Pete, haven’t you noticed?”