#94 words

With thanks to @julcheninred for the handholding as I tried something new.

A raven’s croak, Your fallen cloak, The windsong cracked and sere.

I sent your name Into the same Entangled with my fears.

Draco, I’ve come! A word—a crumb— From you will feed my hope.

No answer heard, The moon obscured, I climbed the thorny slope.

Then wings of black: A swift attack. I feared a wicked wraith

Had found me lost, Alone, exhausted, Starved of all but faith.

A curse I cried Too weak, too wide. Dark feathers singed and torn.

But when I turned The raven burned, And there you stood, reborn.

Written for the @drarrymicrofic prompt, "raven."

just know that remus is ravenclaw and plays quidditch… because

p.s. sorry for the pun, i just think it’s actually kind of funny

CW for getting hit… by a big metal ball

for prompt “nemesis” @wolfstarmicrofic

Sirius looks away from his on-pitch nemesis. 

The rivalry didn’t really make sense. Sirius was a beater, clearing the space for James to score.

His nemesis was a keeper, steady on his broom and watchful of everything. But Sirius got so caught up in those eyes. The way they scanned everything, never faltering. Sirius catches them for just a second and Remus doubles back, flashes a blinding grin and continues his watch. Sirius nearly falls off his broom just from that.