Disclaimer: None of the Harry Potter characters are mine...unfortunately.
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Chapter 22 – Comfort
I heard about what had happened from both Sirius and James after he ran. My heart both hurt at the idea of my mate in pain but it also selfishly felt joy at the prospect of Sirius standing up to his mother because he loved me.
Sirius was a wreak.
He hated his family, yes, but that kind of situation is always in some form or another traumatising, especially for emotional teenagers.
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(1976)
Sarah carefully carried the warm mug of herbal tea through into the living room where her son and Sirius were sat silently on the sofa.
Sirius had a blue blanket wrapped around his shoulders as he shuddered, still not quite believing the events that had occurred. It had taken him several hours to get anywhere near the South area before he remembered the Knight Bus, not thinking of it before due to his enraged state.
Mrs Potter handed the boy the warm drink as she knelt before him. A small polite smile pulled to his lips as he thanked her and sipped the drink cautiously.
"How're you feeling now?" she asked as she ran a caring hand through the boy's hair. James was rubbing his back soothingly in a brotherly manner, as Sirius seemed to try and find the right words.
"Coping." He said honestly and the woman nodded.
"Well you spend as much time as you want here Sirius, you're welcome to stay here for the rest of the holidays...in fact, until you feel you're ready to leave."
James added to the promise with a reassuring smile and Sirius looked between the two of them before slowly he felt his shoulders shudder right before he sobbed again.
"Thank you." He croaked out as James pulled him into a tight one-armed hug.
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"Dad pushed the spare bed in here so you'll have to bare camping up with me." James said as he opened the door to his bedroom.
Sirius stepped through taking the room in again. Various Quidditch posters lined the walls with Gryffindor banners here and there. Plastered around a mirror that was above a desk between the two beds were pictures of the Marauders and relatives of James's.
Sirius took a closer look at one of the pictures containing all four of the Marauders; Picture Sirius had his arm slung over James's shoulder and held Remus tight against his side. He reached a slightly shaky hand up to trace the laughing werewolf's face before he turned to look at his Best friend who smiled at him gently.
"You're so brilliant to me James." He managed to get out through his scratchy throat and James smiled wider.
"It's what brothers do Padfoot, they look out for one another." The Stag animagus said and Sirius after a minute of silent contemplation rushed forward to embrace the messy-haired boy.
"Brothers." He said to himself and James chuckled.
"Brothers." He confirmed before the both pulled back. Slightly awkward Sirius playfully pushed James's shoulder causing the other boy to laugh.
Sighing, they both moved to lie on their respectful beds. Sirius rested his folded arms on his knees as he leant forwards slightly.
"I need to send Remus a letter." He said suddenly as he looked over at James but the other boy was already at the desk getting a piece of parchment out. Smirking, he placed it on the desk and pointed at it.
"I'll be downstairs if you need me." He said with a hint of amusement before with one final clap on the shoulder of his friend he left the room, clicking the door shut quietly.
Sirius looked at the desk for a moment before he stood and moved towards the chair. Settling himself into the cushioned seat he gingerly picked up the quill and after dipping it in the ink he put the nib to the parchment.
But what to say?
He stared a few moments longer at the tea coloured sheet then closed his eyes. He tried imaging Remus's face, and only Remus's face in his mind's eye.
Opening then again he placed the nib back to the paper and began to write.
/Dear Remus,
I don't really know how to start this letter because my mind is still in a muddle. I guess this is as good as any I suppose.
I've finally done it.... I've left that God awful family of mine.
I'm currently sat in James's room, quite safe love. The Potters have taken me in no questions asked and I will never understand why. Guess that's what you'd consider the opposite to my family I suppose. The Potters and The Blacks, from one extreme of cruelty to one extreme of kindness.
The catalysts actually, love, were you. My mother did not share my views in us being a couple, saying that our relationship was shameful and a disgrace to the family name. Like hell was I going to stand there and let her tally your wonderful name.
She told me to end it and I told her I wouldn't, to make a long story short. Words were exchanged and blows were...no, never mind. Forget that.
The important thing is I left. No black-hearted wench is going to make me give you up my love. You are my everything.
I realise that you're going to threat about whilst you're reading this letter and I beg you not to worry Moony. It was going to happen sooner or later and quite frankly this was most likely the most important cause that could've happened.
I love you, and I would defy a million demons for you.
I'll see you soon Remus. I have to see you soon.
Please, write back when you get this. I need to see something, anything, that's a part of you...even just your handwriting.
I love you,
Your Sirius. /
He looked over the letter again, blowing the ink dry before he placed it in an envelope. After that he picked up the red wax stamp that James had with the Potter family crest on it where he melted the end above a candle flame. When it was runny enough he sealed the envelope then turned to find James.
He walked down the stairs to find both James and his mum in the kitchen talking quietly. They looked up when he entered and with a smile James stood.
"Want to use my owl? He's really fast."
Sirius nodded mutely and waited patiently as James went out the kitchen door to retrieve his owl from the perches outside.
"You're looking awfully peaky Sirius sweetheart. Maybe you should get some rest after you've sent the letter." Sarah Potter said as she stood, placing a hand on the tall teen's forehead. He nodded and gave her a grateful smile.
"Thank you for everything." He said in a small voice so unlike his own and the woman smiled at him.
"You practically live here anyway Sirius, Me and Harold have both come to consider you the son I never had to endure several hours of labour for." She said winking at him and the boy laughed.
James came back five minutes later with a handsome owl perched on his shoulder. The Barn owl ruffled his feathers happily at it blinked its blue eyes at Sirius pensively.
"Hathor here is faster then any owl in all of Hogwarts. What with Remus living less then two miles away from here it'll be like one of those muggle fellytone conversations."
"Telephone James dear." Mrs Potter said distractedly as she helped fasten the letter to the restless bird's leg before they cast the bird free through the window.
"Any reason why you're not using the Floo network?" The kindly woman asked and at first Sirius said nothing but after a moment he answered quietly.
"I wasn't ready to tell him face to face what happened."
Sarah nodded and after a reassuring squeeze of his hand she turned him around.
"Now to bed you, James make sure he gets some rest."
With one final smile Sirius let his friend lead him upstairs to the bedroom where he lay down on the spare bed. Almost as soon as his head touched the pillow he had closed his eyes and he was resting a little fitfully, but resting.
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A soft tingling was teasing his palm and at first he thought his hand had gone numb from something. Then it became a little more prominent as his mind began to wake itself. It was fingers, resting on his palm and after a moment he blinked his azure blue eyes open groggily.
He was greeted with the sight of Remus Lupin kneeling beside his bed with a look of anxiety on his face. A trembling hand reached up to trace gentle fingers over Sirius's cheek, brushing the midnight hair out his gaze then all movement stilled as they stared at one another.
"Hey." Remus whispered quietly.
"Hey." Sirius returned with a cracked voice.
Then his shoulders shook once more and Remus embraced him, Sirius's face burying itself into Remus's neck as the shock of everything flooded him once more.
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"How is he?" Ethan Lupin asked as Sarah Potter made him and Brigit a cup of tea. Harold Potter sighed as he removed his glasses to pinch at the bridge of his nose. They were all seated around the Potter's kitchen table as the boys talked upstairs, minus James who was currently returning Hathor to the owl pen in their garden.
"He's...I think he's still in shock over both actually running away and his mother hitting him. Well, I mean she hits him all the time," Brigit Lupin gasped in disgust at such an idea, "But that never makes it any better I suppose."
"But he's not going back right?" Ethan said and Harold shook his head.
"No, no, he's staying here with us...whether he likes it or not the proud sod." He said chuckling lightly as he recalled numerous occasions where Sirius's pride got the better of him.
"Evil, foul twisted gargoyle of a woman, Wench Bitchy little..." Sarah muttered as she moved towards the table with a tray full of cups of tea. Harold chuckled at his wife's dwindled language and Brigit laughed lightly.
"You know, I think setting Sarah on Persephone Black is a great idea." She said lightly at to help emphasise the point Sarah scowled.
"They wouldn't find the body." She growled.
James came back through to find the parents laughing lightly and with a smirk he cocked his head.
"What?" He asked and his dad wiped his eyes as he controlled his chuckling.
"We're thinking of setting your mum on Sirius's mother...what do you think?"
"Bloody marvellous idea." James said quickly as he settled himself down at the table, nicking a little bit of his mum's tea as he did so.
"Go make your own you cheeky sod." She teased as she ruffled his hair.
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"Have you put any ice on that?" Remus asked softly as he tenderly stroked the red bruise on Sirius's cheek. Smiling the other boy reached his hand up to link their fingers together.
"Mrs Potter already sorted that out for me." He said and Remus smiled gently at him.
"Can you blame me for worrying?" He said and the animagi shook his head.
"I'm pretty sure if the situation was switched I'd be just as bad."
They were currently led on the bed with Remus resting his back against the headboard, Sirius in-between his legs with his back to the werewolf's chest.
"I'm so sorry this happened love." Remus said quietly as he nuzzled the nape of Sirius's neck sweetly.
"No, it was going to happen one way or another...this seems the most logical reason though."
Slowly he turned in the safety of his boyfriend's arms so they were face to face. Sirius reached a hand up to trace the feline features of the tawny haired boy until his fingertips came to rest softly on top of Remus's lips.
After a brief moment of tropical blue staring into Egyptian gold they moved forwards, their lips joining as they kissed, getting deeper and deeper until everything that had occurred drifted away leaving only them.
Fingers weaved into one another's hair as they moved together, the kisses more needy as they moved closer and closer until Sirius was led over Remus, their legs entwined and hands searching, tracing one another's bodies.
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AN: I am particularly proud of this chapter because as I type this I am nursing the world's greatest hangover. Kids, don't drink the purple Vodka shots!
Thanks to:
Elrohir Lover: Lol, good luck on your date! Hmm, something bugging you about HP...is this in cannon or Fannon? And aye, feel free to pummel the living daylights out of the toff-nosed Blacks! That's just the least that they deserve.
Celestangelofsin: Aw why thank you. I'm glad that you're enjoying it and those were really nice comments. Now I have to nurse a big head lol!
Yapi-is-gay-13: Mrs Black is the kind of woman that strikes me as the kind that knows no boundaries. If she wants to physically punish her children then by Merlin she'll do it, no matter what people say.... God I hate people like that.
Adhara1: Aye, I never imagined some huge magic argument, just traditional muggle yelling and hitting! As for James, that's how I imagined him to be like to his friends, despite what a git he was to some people.
Elvencherry07: Ah but do remember that The Blacks aren't a Deatheater family, only a pureblood one. Regulus was the one that became a Deatheater (resulting in his death) but Sirius's parents merely supported the idea of Voldermort's beliefs. Nope, they were just good old traditional wankers!
Tigris-lex: Youch, if Maerve's (by the way, that's such a brilliant name!) mum is really like that then I give her my sympathy lol. As for the cookie, is it chocolate chip? Because I do love them so!
Sidhelady: LMAO yeah I can imagine Harry doing the whole 'no one over 30 is allowed sex' deal! Even funnier if it was Sirius telling the story, I'm sure he'd milk it just to wind Harry up!
Legolas19: Lmao indeed and wait no more, here we are!
Akuma Malick: Aye I'm playing with the Regulus thing. Because no matter how much you fight and scream some part of you recognises this annoying person to be your family. Regulus has had the exact same upbringing but instead of resisting it like Sirius he accepted it as part of his life. But eve then, he still worries –ever- so slightly about his brother.
Angelcrawler: Aye, I wanted the Lupins to be the exact opposites of the Blacks and the Potters to be the original 'Weasley style' family! And I'm glad you liked 'Little Wolf', Cara may be making another appearance in my AU coming after this fic.
Mira Black: Lmao, you did indeed 'just say that'. But it was funny so you are forgiven. Aye, the running away thing was just a huge toy for fanfic writers to play with and it's surprising how many really don't! And yah for you, no more school...shit, I've been in College for a year now, it feels like not that long ago I was still in school!
Happo: MONTY PYTHON! I love that! "SHE TURNED ME INTO A NEWT!.....I got better" As for the punishments, lol sounds like a smart plan. I think that's why they really created sex, so cruel people like you and Rem can use it against others lol!
Amari Sfalas: Why thank you, it's good to hear you're enjoying it.
Hp-Azn: Does my head pounding from a hangover count as angst?
Obviously Oblivious: And a Mwah to you too lol!
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Chapter 22 – Comfort
I heard about what had happened from both Sirius and James after he ran. My heart both hurt at the idea of my mate in pain but it also selfishly felt joy at the prospect of Sirius standing up to his mother because he loved me.
Sirius was a wreak.
He hated his family, yes, but that kind of situation is always in some form or another traumatising, especially for emotional teenagers.
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(1976)
Sarah carefully carried the warm mug of herbal tea through into the living room where her son and Sirius were sat silently on the sofa.
Sirius had a blue blanket wrapped around his shoulders as he shuddered, still not quite believing the events that had occurred. It had taken him several hours to get anywhere near the South area before he remembered the Knight Bus, not thinking of it before due to his enraged state.
Mrs Potter handed the boy the warm drink as she knelt before him. A small polite smile pulled to his lips as he thanked her and sipped the drink cautiously.
"How're you feeling now?" she asked as she ran a caring hand through the boy's hair. James was rubbing his back soothingly in a brotherly manner, as Sirius seemed to try and find the right words.
"Coping." He said honestly and the woman nodded.
"Well you spend as much time as you want here Sirius, you're welcome to stay here for the rest of the holidays...in fact, until you feel you're ready to leave."
James added to the promise with a reassuring smile and Sirius looked between the two of them before slowly he felt his shoulders shudder right before he sobbed again.
"Thank you." He croaked out as James pulled him into a tight one-armed hug.
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"Dad pushed the spare bed in here so you'll have to bare camping up with me." James said as he opened the door to his bedroom.
Sirius stepped through taking the room in again. Various Quidditch posters lined the walls with Gryffindor banners here and there. Plastered around a mirror that was above a desk between the two beds were pictures of the Marauders and relatives of James's.
Sirius took a closer look at one of the pictures containing all four of the Marauders; Picture Sirius had his arm slung over James's shoulder and held Remus tight against his side. He reached a slightly shaky hand up to trace the laughing werewolf's face before he turned to look at his Best friend who smiled at him gently.
"You're so brilliant to me James." He managed to get out through his scratchy throat and James smiled wider.
"It's what brothers do Padfoot, they look out for one another." The Stag animagus said and Sirius after a minute of silent contemplation rushed forward to embrace the messy-haired boy.
"Brothers." He said to himself and James chuckled.
"Brothers." He confirmed before the both pulled back. Slightly awkward Sirius playfully pushed James's shoulder causing the other boy to laugh.
Sighing, they both moved to lie on their respectful beds. Sirius rested his folded arms on his knees as he leant forwards slightly.
"I need to send Remus a letter." He said suddenly as he looked over at James but the other boy was already at the desk getting a piece of parchment out. Smirking, he placed it on the desk and pointed at it.
"I'll be downstairs if you need me." He said with a hint of amusement before with one final clap on the shoulder of his friend he left the room, clicking the door shut quietly.
Sirius looked at the desk for a moment before he stood and moved towards the chair. Settling himself into the cushioned seat he gingerly picked up the quill and after dipping it in the ink he put the nib to the parchment.
But what to say?
He stared a few moments longer at the tea coloured sheet then closed his eyes. He tried imaging Remus's face, and only Remus's face in his mind's eye.
Opening then again he placed the nib back to the paper and began to write.
/Dear Remus,
I don't really know how to start this letter because my mind is still in a muddle. I guess this is as good as any I suppose.
I've finally done it.... I've left that God awful family of mine.
I'm currently sat in James's room, quite safe love. The Potters have taken me in no questions asked and I will never understand why. Guess that's what you'd consider the opposite to my family I suppose. The Potters and The Blacks, from one extreme of cruelty to one extreme of kindness.
The catalysts actually, love, were you. My mother did not share my views in us being a couple, saying that our relationship was shameful and a disgrace to the family name. Like hell was I going to stand there and let her tally your wonderful name.
She told me to end it and I told her I wouldn't, to make a long story short. Words were exchanged and blows were...no, never mind. Forget that.
The important thing is I left. No black-hearted wench is going to make me give you up my love. You are my everything.
I realise that you're going to threat about whilst you're reading this letter and I beg you not to worry Moony. It was going to happen sooner or later and quite frankly this was most likely the most important cause that could've happened.
I love you, and I would defy a million demons for you.
I'll see you soon Remus. I have to see you soon.
Please, write back when you get this. I need to see something, anything, that's a part of you...even just your handwriting.
I love you,
Your Sirius. /
He looked over the letter again, blowing the ink dry before he placed it in an envelope. After that he picked up the red wax stamp that James had with the Potter family crest on it where he melted the end above a candle flame. When it was runny enough he sealed the envelope then turned to find James.
He walked down the stairs to find both James and his mum in the kitchen talking quietly. They looked up when he entered and with a smile James stood.
"Want to use my owl? He's really fast."
Sirius nodded mutely and waited patiently as James went out the kitchen door to retrieve his owl from the perches outside.
"You're looking awfully peaky Sirius sweetheart. Maybe you should get some rest after you've sent the letter." Sarah Potter said as she stood, placing a hand on the tall teen's forehead. He nodded and gave her a grateful smile.
"Thank you for everything." He said in a small voice so unlike his own and the woman smiled at him.
"You practically live here anyway Sirius, Me and Harold have both come to consider you the son I never had to endure several hours of labour for." She said winking at him and the boy laughed.
James came back five minutes later with a handsome owl perched on his shoulder. The Barn owl ruffled his feathers happily at it blinked its blue eyes at Sirius pensively.
"Hathor here is faster then any owl in all of Hogwarts. What with Remus living less then two miles away from here it'll be like one of those muggle fellytone conversations."
"Telephone James dear." Mrs Potter said distractedly as she helped fasten the letter to the restless bird's leg before they cast the bird free through the window.
"Any reason why you're not using the Floo network?" The kindly woman asked and at first Sirius said nothing but after a moment he answered quietly.
"I wasn't ready to tell him face to face what happened."
Sarah nodded and after a reassuring squeeze of his hand she turned him around.
"Now to bed you, James make sure he gets some rest."
With one final smile Sirius let his friend lead him upstairs to the bedroom where he lay down on the spare bed. Almost as soon as his head touched the pillow he had closed his eyes and he was resting a little fitfully, but resting.
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A soft tingling was teasing his palm and at first he thought his hand had gone numb from something. Then it became a little more prominent as his mind began to wake itself. It was fingers, resting on his palm and after a moment he blinked his azure blue eyes open groggily.
He was greeted with the sight of Remus Lupin kneeling beside his bed with a look of anxiety on his face. A trembling hand reached up to trace gentle fingers over Sirius's cheek, brushing the midnight hair out his gaze then all movement stilled as they stared at one another.
"Hey." Remus whispered quietly.
"Hey." Sirius returned with a cracked voice.
Then his shoulders shook once more and Remus embraced him, Sirius's face burying itself into Remus's neck as the shock of everything flooded him once more.
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"How is he?" Ethan Lupin asked as Sarah Potter made him and Brigit a cup of tea. Harold Potter sighed as he removed his glasses to pinch at the bridge of his nose. They were all seated around the Potter's kitchen table as the boys talked upstairs, minus James who was currently returning Hathor to the owl pen in their garden.
"He's...I think he's still in shock over both actually running away and his mother hitting him. Well, I mean she hits him all the time," Brigit Lupin gasped in disgust at such an idea, "But that never makes it any better I suppose."
"But he's not going back right?" Ethan said and Harold shook his head.
"No, no, he's staying here with us...whether he likes it or not the proud sod." He said chuckling lightly as he recalled numerous occasions where Sirius's pride got the better of him.
"Evil, foul twisted gargoyle of a woman, Wench Bitchy little..." Sarah muttered as she moved towards the table with a tray full of cups of tea. Harold chuckled at his wife's dwindled language and Brigit laughed lightly.
"You know, I think setting Sarah on Persephone Black is a great idea." She said lightly at to help emphasise the point Sarah scowled.
"They wouldn't find the body." She growled.
James came back through to find the parents laughing lightly and with a smirk he cocked his head.
"What?" He asked and his dad wiped his eyes as he controlled his chuckling.
"We're thinking of setting your mum on Sirius's mother...what do you think?"
"Bloody marvellous idea." James said quickly as he settled himself down at the table, nicking a little bit of his mum's tea as he did so.
"Go make your own you cheeky sod." She teased as she ruffled his hair.
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"Have you put any ice on that?" Remus asked softly as he tenderly stroked the red bruise on Sirius's cheek. Smiling the other boy reached his hand up to link their fingers together.
"Mrs Potter already sorted that out for me." He said and Remus smiled gently at him.
"Can you blame me for worrying?" He said and the animagi shook his head.
"I'm pretty sure if the situation was switched I'd be just as bad."
They were currently led on the bed with Remus resting his back against the headboard, Sirius in-between his legs with his back to the werewolf's chest.
"I'm so sorry this happened love." Remus said quietly as he nuzzled the nape of Sirius's neck sweetly.
"No, it was going to happen one way or another...this seems the most logical reason though."
Slowly he turned in the safety of his boyfriend's arms so they were face to face. Sirius reached a hand up to trace the feline features of the tawny haired boy until his fingertips came to rest softly on top of Remus's lips.
After a brief moment of tropical blue staring into Egyptian gold they moved forwards, their lips joining as they kissed, getting deeper and deeper until everything that had occurred drifted away leaving only them.
Fingers weaved into one another's hair as they moved together, the kisses more needy as they moved closer and closer until Sirius was led over Remus, their legs entwined and hands searching, tracing one another's bodies.
(TBC)
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AN: I am particularly proud of this chapter because as I type this I am nursing the world's greatest hangover. Kids, don't drink the purple Vodka shots!
Thanks to:
Elrohir Lover: Lol, good luck on your date! Hmm, something bugging you about HP...is this in cannon or Fannon? And aye, feel free to pummel the living daylights out of the toff-nosed Blacks! That's just the least that they deserve.
Celestangelofsin: Aw why thank you. I'm glad that you're enjoying it and those were really nice comments. Now I have to nurse a big head lol!
Yapi-is-gay-13: Mrs Black is the kind of woman that strikes me as the kind that knows no boundaries. If she wants to physically punish her children then by Merlin she'll do it, no matter what people say.... God I hate people like that.
Adhara1: Aye, I never imagined some huge magic argument, just traditional muggle yelling and hitting! As for James, that's how I imagined him to be like to his friends, despite what a git he was to some people.
Elvencherry07: Ah but do remember that The Blacks aren't a Deatheater family, only a pureblood one. Regulus was the one that became a Deatheater (resulting in his death) but Sirius's parents merely supported the idea of Voldermort's beliefs. Nope, they were just good old traditional wankers!
Tigris-lex: Youch, if Maerve's (by the way, that's such a brilliant name!) mum is really like that then I give her my sympathy lol. As for the cookie, is it chocolate chip? Because I do love them so!
Sidhelady: LMAO yeah I can imagine Harry doing the whole 'no one over 30 is allowed sex' deal! Even funnier if it was Sirius telling the story, I'm sure he'd milk it just to wind Harry up!
Legolas19: Lmao indeed and wait no more, here we are!
Akuma Malick: Aye I'm playing with the Regulus thing. Because no matter how much you fight and scream some part of you recognises this annoying person to be your family. Regulus has had the exact same upbringing but instead of resisting it like Sirius he accepted it as part of his life. But eve then, he still worries –ever- so slightly about his brother.
Angelcrawler: Aye, I wanted the Lupins to be the exact opposites of the Blacks and the Potters to be the original 'Weasley style' family! And I'm glad you liked 'Little Wolf', Cara may be making another appearance in my AU coming after this fic.
Mira Black: Lmao, you did indeed 'just say that'. But it was funny so you are forgiven. Aye, the running away thing was just a huge toy for fanfic writers to play with and it's surprising how many really don't! And yah for you, no more school...shit, I've been in College for a year now, it feels like not that long ago I was still in school!
Happo: MONTY PYTHON! I love that! "SHE TURNED ME INTO A NEWT!.....I got better" As for the punishments, lol sounds like a smart plan. I think that's why they really created sex, so cruel people like you and Rem can use it against others lol!
Amari Sfalas: Why thank you, it's good to hear you're enjoying it.
Hp-Azn: Does my head pounding from a hangover count as angst?
Obviously Oblivious: And a Mwah to you too lol!