my stories

It seems they have both learned to hope.

Remus loved that motorbike almost as much as Sirius did.

James is bored, Sirius is randy, Lily is naughty, and Remus just wants to get laid.

Hermione doesn't believe in Divination, but she's not taking any chances.

She stands out from the crowd, tall and proud and fucking perfect with her red lips and her long legs and her beautiful skin.

Mikey wants silence, but Meldrick won't stop talking. Post-ep for "Have a Conscience."

Josh dreams.

Logan is a risk-taker.

Harry has a power Voldemort will never understand.

Four boys, two blowjobs, twenty years and worlds apart.

Everyone has their day, and Josh knows his is coming.

Aragorn accumulates heirlooms the way he accumulates names. (Aragorn/vambraces=OTP)

Sirius. Remus. Hermione. Sex.

The grave soul keeps its own secrets, and takes its own punishment in silence.

This was the problem. He was always letting his emotions run away with him, while Remus just sat there, calm and controlled.

lorelai. handkerchief. confused.

"It's home, if you want it."

He misses the feel of it on his skin.

She wears the dress for every first date because she rarely has a second.

Caesar's wife must be above reproach.

Sirius leads and Remus follows.

Sirius tastes of cigarettes and firewhisky when Remus kisses him

Josh Lyman. A 1972 Chevelle SS. Frustration.

"So you want to. With James." "No, with you and James."

"We could all use a security blanket these days."

Bill. Remus. Backseat blowjobs.

She's got a new sort of power now, and she thinks long and hard about how to wield it.

"His measures are the hours; morning and night" Ralph Waldo Emerson

The idea of showing Lockhart his true place at Hogwarts is more arousing than thinking of the sex act itself.

One day he crossed some line / And he was too much in this world