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En el último año de Hogwarts, los Merodeadores están más unidos que nunca tratando de aprovechar al máximo sus últimos meses cometiendo travesuras en los pasillos del castillo, pero con su llegada febrero trae decoraciones tan llamativas qué causan insoportables dolores de cabeza y el típico desborde hormonal de adolescentes en San Valentín, del cuál Sirius empieza a sospechar que Remus se ha vuelto parte. Sus sospechas solo aumentan cuando ve a Remus actuar cada vez más distraído y distante en la presencia de un enigmático chico de Ravenclaw.
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Winning over the love of your life is easy–you just have to know which love language they speak. Or at least, that’s James’s theory. Sirius isn’t sure he believes it, but James’s plan sure beats the alternative of actually talking about his feelings. After all, one more grand plan can’t hurt, can it?
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reading you like road signs (tell me where to go) by m0onyy
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
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The end of summer and the tangible beginning of something new.
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Remus has spent three months abroad. And Sirius has missed him. A lot. Probably too much to still be considered platonic. Oh, and oops, there's only one bed!
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He is quite clever, he considers, in the way he doles out his observations. A look in the hallway between classes during which he focuses on Remus’s fingers as they hold his textbooks, is enough to tide him over until lunch. At lunch, he can risk a prolonged glance into his eyes, green and full of speckled yellow spots. This can keep him full until bedtime. At night, he watches Remus in his too big shirt and tiny, tiny shorts that should be illegal, as he puts on his reading glasses and buries himself in some muggle romance novel, and this is enough to fill Sirius’s dreams that night, until he wakes up in the morning and the cycle inevitably begins again.
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Sirius gives a little wave, checking his phone for the name of his next client.
"Remus?" he asks as the man approaches him.
"Yeah," Remus confirms with a nod. "Padfoot, right?"
"Just Sirius is fine," he replies with a smile. Sirius takes a moment to look over the man; he's a tall and gangly type, with shaggy brown hair that's greying at the temples and hazel, nearly yellow eyes. He's also wearing a sweater that swallows up his entire frame. Small scars litter his face, and there are a couple of larger ones peeking out of his neckline.
"Alright." Remus smiles, almost shy. Nervous, Sirius realises. "You do the, er…" He looks around furtively. "The special cover ups?"
"The magical ones, you mean?" Sirius asks, and Remus nods. "Yes. Is this your first time getting a magical tattoo?"
"I've only ever gotten one before," Remus says with a grimace, pulling up his sleeve and showing Sirius the back of his wrist. "And it's the one I want to get rid off."
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The first time Laurent saw Elliot, he thought: Oh, he’s definitely Damen’s type. Tall. Stylish. Blue eyes. Blond-ish hair. Smelled like bergamot and disposable income. He ran the art gallery across the street and always wore scarves that looked too expensive to exist in a world with crumbs. Damen, of course, noticed him immediately.
“Who is that?” Damen whispered one morning, eyes glued to the door.“That’s Elliot,” Laurent said tightly, slicing cranberry-orange loaf with more force than strictly necessary. “He sells oil paintings of sad horses and overpriced ceramics.”
“So... rich.”
“Obnoxiously.”
Damen grinned. “I like that in a man.”
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