"Is there a shoreline where the seaweed holds the rocks so tight they soften into sand? Is it too late to say that's how my heart feels in your hands? Like you could sift it through an hour glass and pass it off as time never stood still, and neither did I. But I will if you let me." A 'Lie Low at Lupin's' one-shot.

"Give me your hand Make room for me to lead and follow you beyond this rage of poetry. Let others have the privacy of touching words and love of loss of love. For me Give me your hand."

It's Saturday night and Sirius Black accidentally walks into a dorm room which may or may not contain a Remus Lupin watching cheesy musicals while dressed in a truly atrocious pair of pyjamas. [Non-Magical University AU]

"I have been saving up my hope in language, in a spoken name, a written name; I had given a name to everything, and you have taken the place of all these names." [Post-1981 Remus Lupin]

Because growing up is scary when everything you know and everything you're good at and everything you treasure is tied to this very moment.

"I don't know what 'I love you' means I think it means 'don't leave me here alone'" A 'lie low at lupin's' fic.

Sirius Black kissed the way he did just about everything else: recklessly, but with a kind of unhindered devotion.

In which Sirius doesn't want to talk about it but also really wants to talk about it (A wolfstar one-off).