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    Orion Black has two sons, one twelve and one fourteen. Remus doesn’t know them better than their names and the fact that even the private school isn’t good enough for them, they go to boarding school during terms.

    Regulus is younger, twelve years old, and sitting in a tailor-made suit next to his cousin Bella, on the far end from his brother Sirius.

    Sirius is fourteen.

    Sirius is looking right at the choir.

    No, correction.

    Sirius is looking right at Remus.

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    18 Jun 2026

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    “They’re… chaos,” Remus said firmly. “And chaos is—”
    “Rock and roll.”
    He looked at Sirius sharply, and for once, matched his grin. “Yeah.”
    “Maybe that’s my excuse then,” Sirius said. “I cause a bit of chaos now, and maybe one day, it’ll turn into rock and roll.”

    After losing his mother at age eleven, Remus has spent the better part of the last four years bouncing from school to school or else running around London and pretending as though he wasn't the kind of well-bred boy his father brought him up to be. Now, with his chances all run out, Remus is sent to Hawkings Independent School as a last-ditch effort to clean up his act. There he meets the very people who will set up the rest of his life, and is forced to confront the pieces of himself he'd long thought had been lost.

    (genuinely not apologising for the slow-burn in this fic anymore. You've been warned <3)

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    They stay that way for a long time, Catra’s face tucked into Adora’s shoulder, Adora gently cradling Catra’s head. Adora is careful not to hug Catra too hard or make her feel restrained, anticipating the moment that Catra will start to pull away — but Catra doesn’t. She hangs on so tightly it hurts, her claws digging through Adora’s jacket and into her back, latching into her like she did when she was a kitten and didn’t know how much her claws could hurt. Adora tries not to wince, tries not to move a single muscle, worried that if she does the spell will break and Catra will struggle away, appalled at having shown weakness.

    But Catra doesn’t let go. And so neither does Adora.

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    12 Nov 2025