Fannish fun

A tiny half-drabble written from the April 4th prompt in wellymuck.

Title: Completion
Author: exiled_mind
Rating: very light R
Summary: The inevitable is not always so, when Sirius Black is involved.
Author’s note: Inspired by wellymuck’s April 2nd prompt. Betaed with speed and perception by amor_remanet. This style is an experiment, so any and all feedback is appreciated.

( Life and living have a cycle, a relentless rhythm that carries one along until it is through with you, and then you come to the end. )

My very first post using my shiny new laptop. So wonderful. It actually works, and tends to actually do what I tell it to, a novel concept, I assure you. What is not so wonderful is the process of transferring everything from my old laptop to this new one. Oy, headache.

In honor of my birthday, and to christen the new computer, I had wanted to write a new fic, however the muse has not been kind to me of late. I can do the next best thing, however, now that the reveal for remus_reads has occurred :)

First, however, I would like to pimp out the fic that I received in the exchange: Raindrops on Noses by nohwrah. I've linked you to the posting at her journal, rather than the community's journal so that should you want to comment on it, she will receive it more easily. This story is a lovely fic written from my prompts of: teasing conversations and hopeful endings. It is Remus/Sirius, G, MWPP-era, and quite enjoyable.


My contribution to the exchange is below, but before I get to that, a bit of background... It was written for nohwrah (Funny how that turned out :) ), with the prompts: smoking!sirius and unrequited love being requited. The minimum word count for this exchange was 200 words, however once I got started I couldn't stop. It just got completely out of hand :-D I think the prompts given were perfect - enough to give me a starting point without being restrictive of my imagination. I'm sure there are still rough spots in there, so feel free to point out any errors, or question anything you'd like - I love constructive criticism. I also had a second beta, rissabby, in addition to the always-wonderful amor_remanet, whose comments and suggestions were added to the version of the fic I'm posting now, so... thanks to wonderful, lovely, understanding, and patient betas!

Title: Sheer Madness of the Marauder Sort
Rating: PG
Pairing(s): Remus/Sirius
Warning(s): Hmmm, heights and smoking?
A/N: This fic was written for nohwrah for the remus_reads fic exchange to celebrate Remus Lupin's birthday. It was-betaed by the ever-talented amor_remanet and rissabby, whose help and humor are invaluable.

( It was the smoke that gave Sirius away... )

Oh, and because I am absentminded (although in my defense I've been in distracted and in pain since yesterday afternoon) I forgot to link to the shackinup_sesa that I received, and so, without further ado, Love in Darkness. It is lovely, and sad, and touching, and thank you mystery-author :) I will link to it again when I find out the author, which I believe will happen on the 1st of January.

Remus was dragging Sirius (by his tie, a more efficient guide than even a leash on Padfoot) off to a more secluded area of the library when he noticed James sitting alone in a large stuffed chair off in the corner, half-hidden by shelves. James? Studying in the library? Since whe- oh.

Although James had an open book on his lap, it was clear from his wandering eyes that his attention was on something other than his studies. Or, more accurately, someone.

The pretty redhead with glinting green eyes sat around a table with several other students discussing the latest charms homework. It seemed, however, that the normally focused and studious Lily Evans was having her own trouble concentrating on work. Her eyes repeatedly drifted over in the direction of James' seat, although she continually caught herself and forced her attention back to task.

Interesting... Remus thought, before a quick kiss from Sirius turned his attention back to his own mission.


Half-an-hour later, a far more disheveled Moony and Padfoot paused in the process of sauntering out from behind the shelves when Remus noticed that the group of students were all stacking their books and notes - likely off to the Great Hall for lunch - and walking out the door. All except for Lily. Remus held out an arm to stop Sirius before they came fully into view around the corner and motioned for him to be quiet, which Sirius obeyed despite obvious puzzlement.

Making an excuse about needing to find one more text, Lily turned back and surveyed the nearly empty library with a small smile before striding over to where James sat, still failing to hide the direction of his interest. As she reached him, James’ eyes widened and he held his hands up in an "I'm innocent!" gesture exclaiming, “Lily, I didn't-!"

James protest was interrupted by Lily’s hands grasping the collar of his shirt as she bent over him and her lips cutting off his sentence as they plunged down to meet his.

Remus felt as if his eyes were going to fall out of his head. He heard Sirius make a strangled gasping sound next to him and jabbed his elbow into Sirius’ ribs in warning.

A first-year peeked out from behind a giant stack of books, squeaked, and dove back into the safety of her studies.

The book James had been pretending to read slipped off his lap and onto the floor with a muffled thud.

And the kiss went on. Gradually it softened, sweetened. James raised a hand, reaching for Lily, but she released his collar and caught his hand in hers, pressing it back down onto the arm of the chair. Her other hand moved up and she threaded her fingers through his messy hair before settling to play with the tendrils at the nape of his neck.

The kiss finally ended when Lily pulled away from James, leaving him speechless, and with a rather stunned expression on his face. She, too, wore an expression of surprise, although hers was tinged with amusement as well. She pressed the fingertips of one hand to her smiling, reddened lips and gazed at the thunderstruck James for a long moment before turning away with a swish of her long hair and exiting the library.

James’ mouth opened and closed soundlessly several times, before cracking into a wide smile and bounding out of the chair. He let out an elated whoop and sprinted out of the library at top speed, leaving an abandoned book, an amazed Sirius, and a laughing Remus behind him.

The prompt inspiring this story can be found here. Honestly, this started off as a happy, fluffy little drabble, and well...

( Scamps - 1,000 words )

Double duty this time, Prompt 4 and Prompt 8.

Summary: Remus and Sirius survey their kingdom and Sirius hatches a plan.
Word count: 1146 together, plus a picture.

( Kings of the Castle )

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( The Colors of Autumn )

A drabble written for scarvesnhats using this prompt.

With the window open he can barely feel his fingers and toes, numbed as they are by the first real chill of the season. Each breath is a struggle, both against the sharpness of the air and the pressure in his throat, but he cannot give this up. This smell of autumn, this clean purity of the world. He wants to breathe it in and cleanse himself. To forget. Or perhaps... to remember.

Despite the chill of the room, the chill of his flesh, Remus can still feel a spark of warmth in the center of his chest, kept alive by the memories of warm and comforting arms pulling him close and lulling him into a state of peace.

Another one written for dogdaysofsummer, although not inspired by a prompt this time. Also here.



( “He’s quite tiny, isn’t he?” Sirius asked quietly, and for the 3rd time that afternoon, awe still coloring his tone. )