Remus moved carefully through the crowded room, making sure that he didn’t touch anything, move anything. Most of the other rooms were sparse and clinical, but this was how Harry felt comfortable and nothing would be denied to the Saviour of the Wizarding World. And you almost wouldn’t know, wouldn’t realise because of the confidence with which ( Read more... )

One on OneHe first noticed it when he realised- from the way that Charlie was leaning, his position on his broomstick, the groups of muscles that tensed- that he knew exactly when the other man would swerve. Knew that although he was aiming for the centre hoop, it was the right he’d fly through, hoping to get the bludger to zoom after him and get ( Read more... )

Peter was sitting on the floor, a small frown creasing his forehead as he concentrated on what he was doing, completely oblivious to his surroundings ( Read more... )

Lupin always wore long sleeves, even in the middle of the summer. Frayed cuffs a little too short, exposing bony wrists that could really use more flesh… not that Snape cared, of course. And if he made sure that House Elves took food along to Lupin’s quarters when he was too weak to get to the Great Hall, that was only so that he would still have a ( Read more... )

There was a tale he had been told, once. Of demons that had created a mirror- a mirror so large that it took hundreds of them to carry it. That the mirror twisted everything, that each reflection was a hideous mockery of the thing that looked into it. Black became white, ugly became beautiful, good, bad ( Read more... )

“You’re sure they’ll stay on ( Read more... )

The young man licked his lips a little and smiled as the paintbrush moved, capturing the devil in him and binding it to the paper. Firelight flickered on Lucius’s skin as his lover tried to keep his attention on his task, grey-rimed head bent to look at the canvas ( Read more... )

He is not, perhaps, conventionally beautiful. His hair is a disaster, his skin strangely pale in the dungeon light, his eyes ( Read more... )

Tear-filled green eyes ( Read more... )

Remus knew when not to disturb the others by the sound of their breathing. When Peter was… *indulging*, his breath sped up and whistled through his nostrils, squeaking slightly. James tended to be silent, except for when he was almost gone, then he made a noise like a soft, coughing bark, which al ways made Remus think of the forest. And he himself ( Read more... )