my stories

Love is like falling and falling is like this

"Who died and made you Elvis?"

He knows her, even if he doesn't know *her*.

We all die too young.

Harry's got a theory. It could be Moony.

Because Ginny is there.

Before Sirius, there was James.

It's in their blood and blood is forever.

"Think hard, Malcolm Reynolds, because she’s a lot smarter than you’ll ever be."

It takes Harry a while to notice that no one leaves him alone with Sirius.

Sirius hides in the pantry. Remus finds him. Naughtiness ensues.

"You kept it. You kept my razor."

If they were on speaking terms, Remus would scoff and ask him how he could tell the difference between one white, cotton shirt and another, but Sirius could, and did.

Remus wondered how two people who used to be able to finish each other's sentences couldn't even look each other in the eye anymore.

The first time Sirius called him 'James' during sex, Remus pretended not to hear."

Sirius is a daft bastard. Remus accepts that.

There's something cozy about the Gryffindor common room at Christmas, with garlands strung and a fire crackling in the hearth.

Ron didn’t want to make the same mistakes Sirius had.

sub·text n. 1. The implicit meaning or theme of a literary text. 2. The underlying personality of a dramatic character as implied or indicated by a script or text and interpreted by an actor in performance. American Heritage Dictionary, Fourth Edition

"I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now."

"Ron is a fifteen-year-old boy, and fifteen-year-old boys are utter gits most of the time."

Sirius, leather pants, back alley hand jobs.

Hermione teaches her old professor a few things.

Remus. Sirius. Blowjobs.

Tomorrow, she will be ordinary again. Tonight, she is beautiful.

Halloween 1981

Boromir worries about the little ones.

Another meeting of the Men Who Loved Sydney Bristow comes to order.

"It was never about trust. But you were never able to understand that, were you?"

Sirius liked to be punished.