#aparecium

@wolfstarmicrofic April 1, word count 512

Remus was sitting at one of the study tables in the Gryffindor common room, merrily humming to himself as he poured over the map of Hogwarts he’d been working on for years. He’d added a few spells to it. He’d managed, after a lot of trial and error, to track every single witch and wizard in the confines of the castle and school grounds. 

Looking at it now, he could see Hagrid in his hut by the forest. Lily Evans and Severus Snape in the library. He wished she’d hurry up and realised what a sleazeball Snivellus was, but she was blind to all his wrongs. He tracked the fast-moving figure labelled James Potter as he zoomed around the quidditch pitch and spotted Peter Pettigrew seated in the stands watching the Gryffindor practice. He scanned the parchment for the name he longed to see. 

“Boo!” Remus leapt out of his chair. Sirius was right behind him. He looked at the map as his heart slowed to its usual rhythm, and there was the little label with Sirius Black written on it, right behind the one with Remus Lupin on it. “Oops, sorry, Moony,” Sirius took the seat beside him. “What are you working on?” He asked intrigued, snatching the map from the table. Remus managed to vanish the ink, but it was too late. Sirius had already seen it. “Something to hide, Remus?” He asked, raising a brow. He took his wand out of his pocket and tapped the map. 

“No Sirius, don’t,” Remus begged. 

“Aparecium,” Sirius recited, and the ink reappeared, but not in the form of the map. Instead, Remus’s spidery handwriting appeared. 

‘So rude! Go away, ugly! Who said you could have this? A troll has better manners than you do!’ 

Sirius read each new insult as it appeared and threw his head back, bursting into loud laughter. 

“Merlin, Remus, this is… Well, it’s excellent,” he wiped a tear from his eye. “Now, show me what’s really on it,” 

Looking around to make sure no one was watching, Remus muttered the secret password under his breath and the ink spread out from his words and the map was revealed. 

“It’s a map of the school. It’s not finished yet,” he added, not wanting Sirius to judge him on the messiness of his charms. Sirius just stared at it in awe. 

“Remus, do you have any idea how much mischief we could accomplish with this map?” His eyes darted around the room, and he thrust the map at Remus’s chest. “Do not show this to anyone but us,” Sirius had a mad glint in his eye and for the next hour they bounced ideas off each other on how to improve the map and what changes could be made. Less than a month later the Marauder’s Map was finished and was on its maiden voyage to cause mischief. 

Aparecium by @ladykenz347

Hermione Granger has been away from London for six and a half years. When she returns, her son in tow, she runs into the one person she was hellbent on avoiding.

Rated: M; Chapters: 14; Words: 58469

@wolfstarmicrofic March 1, word count 236

Sirius was messing about with the map. 

“What are you doing to my map, Sirius?” Remus said sternly, making Sirius jump. He hadn’t heard Remus come into the dorm room. 

“I’m trying to get it to spout insults to anyone who tries to read it without the password.” Remus leant over Sirius’s shoulder, interested in his idea. Sirius stopped breathing as he willed his body not to react to Remus’s closeness. 

“What are you thinking, Aparecium?” Sirius nodded. 

“Yeah, if anyone tries to reveal the map’s secrets, it writes out the insults instead of the actual map.” Sirius had made the mistake of inhaling Remus’s scent. He had to squash down the whine that wanted to escape his lips as the woody smells engulfed his senses. 

Remus jumped up and ran to the door. “Where are you going?” Sirius asked, grateful for the space between them. 

“To the library, of course. I’m going to get all the books I can. So we make this happen.” 

Sirius flopped back onto his bed as he watched the tiny labelled Remus Lupin race out of the Common room and down towards the library. 

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ren, thank you so much!! i really appreciate it bby!! you’re way too kind 😳 i don’t deserve such kindness <33

I have and absolutely! A lovely fellow fic lover archives a bunch of fics and here is her folder of my stuff. The original Aparecium is there along with Reparo, Diffindo, the original Tergeo, and The Arrangement which have been pulled for rewrite!

Tergeo is up and as you know Aparecium is being posted 😘

https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/14XmIAq7VcHjDqO9aIoIVCKVrkGM2Lz-m

’ll be back in a minute, Liam. I know they aren’t mine, but I should probably make sure they’re doing alright. Sit tight.” With a small grunt, he pushed up on his knees to stand and made a quick detour for the kitchen, eyeing James seriously. “Really? You had to spit in his mouth?”

James was stuffing a scone in his mouth, crumbs falling out as he defended himself. “I didn’t mean it!”

“You better hope he doesn’t tell your mom… And witnesses too? Have I taught you nothing?” Draco clucked his tongue and winked, then climbed the stairs, passing the Silencio charm on the top step. He was accosted with Albus’ wails.  

He’d known Albus since he was a week old, he’d seen him take his first steps and attended every birthday party, each one with a more obnoxious gift than the last, sure to drive his parents up the wall. Draco was well are that they weren’t family, but they were as close as you could get.

After knocking on the door with his knuckles, the sobs quieted and a shaky voice bid him entry.

“Hey bud, how you doing?”

“Uncle Draco!” Albus curled in Draco’s lap and sat there crying, creating a wet mark on his shirt from the sheer amount of tears. 

“Let’s start the day over, yes? Liam is still here, and James feels dreadful. Let’s make something we can cover in chocolate and forget this morning happened.”

“Okay.” Albus sniffled, and Draco gave him a squeeze. The heat of a stare pulled his attention and he looked towards the door and saw a pair of silver eyes looking in on them. He opened his mouth to speak, but Liam hurried away and down the stairs. 

Draco led Albus downstairs, holding his small hand in his and spied Liam in the same seat he’d been in, reading the same book, but with a tight jaw.

“Head on into the kitchen, will you? I’ll be there a minute.” Draco crossed the room and sank to his feet in front of Liam. “We were gonna make something to eat and cover it in chocolate. Any interest?

“My mother fed me.”

“Do you want to come anyway? It’s a big production.” Draco laughed. “Last time Albus—”

“I thought you said I could sit here and read, and you would make sure I wasn’t harassed.” 

Draco’s head cocked back as if he’d been slapped. “I did.”

“Brilliant. Then I’ll just sit here and do my part. If you can do your part.” 

“Everything ok, bud?”

“Please stop calling me that. I don’t want his hand-me-downs.” The words slid through Liam’s pursed lips and sliced over Draco’s skin like razor blades.

“Liam…” 

With a loud disgruntled sigh, Liam snapped his book closed. “Is there anywhere in this house I can read until my mother comes back?”

Whatever mistake Draco had made seemed substantial and words failed him miserably. “Of course, I’ll leave you to it. Just let me know if you need me.” 

“I don’t need you. Alright? I don’t need anything from you. Just… leave me alone.”