Fic: A Star, Singing, bonus gift for dustmouth
Title: A Star, Singing
Author/Artist: shaggydogstail
Recipient: dustmouth
Rating: PG-13
Contents or warnings (highlight to view): *Possibly blasphemous account of the Magi. Abuse of Epiphany traditions generally.*
Word count: 5k.
Summary: A few points: 1. James did not get Sirius to proxy-stalk Lily; 2. Sirius and James are definitely not shagging; 3. Lily is ( Read more... )
Author/Artist: shaggydogstail
Recipient: dustmouth
Rating: PG-13
Contents or warnings (highlight to view): *Possibly blasphemous account of the Magi. Abuse of Epiphany traditions generally.*
Word count: 5k.
Summary: A few points: 1. James did not get Sirius to proxy-stalk Lily; 2. Sirius and James are definitely not shagging; 3. Lily is ( Read more... )
My frail little heart can't take much more of this! This was such a wonderful surprise to wake up to.
I read this the first time at the absolute arse crack of dawn- I was barely even human when I started reading it, to the point where I was reading every sentence twice, but by the end I was wide awake and grinning like a complete idiot.
Bad jokes, rambling incoherence, and everybody talking complete bollocks are probably my top favourite things, as it turns out.
Oh man, Sirius was just so, so, SO wonderful. From the very beginning, with James playing him KNOWING that Sirius would do anything to make Mr. and Mrs. Potter proud.
And then passing on the news of weddings to a giddy James- I think I started laughing then and didn't really stop until the very end. He was so delightfully dramatic in all the right places, endearing in his absolute determination to not sound like his mother, and outrage that no-one was taking the epiphany ritual seriously.
Didn't he fulfill his best friend duties marvelously, though?!
I loved that you took the, "they are a little bit too comfortable with each other", and just stuck them both in a shower stall together. Shampooo-ing each other's hair, i say. Truer friends I have never heard of hahahaaaaa!
Lily and Sirius as potion partners were just so good! You fit them together in a way that made them genuinely like each other. The moment with Sirius frowning and accusing Lily of being cheap really should not have made me snort like it did.
I was so in love with the two of them doing secret planning all on their own- and James magnanimously being pleased because in future he and Lily would have to be sharing Sirius anyway.
I swear to god, Lily catching onto Sirius by him drawing hearts (and a PENIS) around Remus' name nearly finished me off. There is literally not a moment in this story which does not have me rolling around the place like a complete dick.
And then the ritual itself, with Sirius being so stroppy with Lily not being clued in. These muggleborns, I tell you, no culture at all about them!
And bloody Remus, goading him the entire time, and enjoying himself far too much whilst doing it. But, as I'm sure you were expecting, what really go me was the jam. A WHOLE JAR OF JAM. With James now getting a little offended and correcting Lily. I am actually dead and buried. :')
And then Remus, sort of skirting the edges of this whole thing, all the while being terribly unsubtle and just betraying himself at every turn.
I cannot describe how stupid I probably looked every time he slipped up again. NO-ONE'S NOTICED, REMUS, IT'S FINE. Except that- literally everyone is noticing- and if that isn't the most charming thing, I don't know what it is.
With poor Peter begging Sirius not to tell Remus for the THOUSANDTH time that he doesn't use James as wanking material. Good one, Sirius, that ought to do it.
But the moment at the end, after that truly romantic confessions (dragons and everything!), with Remus smiling at Sirius was just so completely. I was obviously far too into it because I swear I actually felt my heart swell with it. There is something about Remus honestly smiling and being happy that gets me like no other!
And finally the ending, like the Hogwarts express indeed, and James so altruistically offering a blow by blow account of his evening. Quidditch injuries! Poor Peter, honestly haha
Oh I cannot thank you enough for writing me such a delightful, funny, warm hearted thing. Just a good old fashioned, Hogwarts era, Marauder shenanigans fic. Which, between you and me, will always be my most favourite thing.
Thank you so very, very much!
Now please excuse me, I have to go read it again for the third time-
<3 <3!!!
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Also, your prompt had so many amazing elements and made me discover things I didn't even know I needed in my life, the being too comfortable being the first. Obviously this is exactly how it was - here we have boys who sleep in the same room, spend all day together in the same classes, eat all their meals together, and yet find the prospect of sometimes being parted for an hour or two in separate detentions so utterly unbearable they have to invent a magical mirror so they can stay in touch, lest they pine and perish apart. They are such ridiculously co-dependent oversharers, I love them.
JAM IS VERY IMPORTANT! I wish I could say this is the first time I've used jam as a plot point, but that would be a lie. Mm, jam. Jam tart is even a legit Epiphany tradition!
Thank you for giving me the chance to have so much fun, and for being utterly lovely. ♥ ♥ ♥
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Them being all far too comfortable with each other is literally my favourite thing about them. That weird, sometimes occurence in fic where they all wear odd items of each other's clothing just makes me get all faint.
So yes, Sirius lovingly plucking rose thorns out of james potter's arse cheeks (after being the one to push him in there in the first place) was right up my alley...
Epiphany jam tart indeed, I obviously know what I should be cooking. Trust in the tart!
Seriously, thank YOU so much, I am still not over this wonderful story. In all honesty, I'm not sure I ever will <3
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