minecraft “i can’t remember where i put anything” asmr
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this could also be a doctor doing open heart surgery
it’s his first year and he is excited. no, he is nervous. no, he’s both, but mostly nervous. he’s never been away from home before, not on his own. it’s four days until the full moon and though he knows all of the arrangements that professor dumbledore has made for him, he’s still unsure of how he’s going to deal with it.
he stares out of the carriage window, at the fields passing by. there’s other kids in this carriage, but they all seem to know each other. he’s alone, and that’s what he’s most scared of.
what if he never makes any friends? how will he explain to them where he goes every month, why his moods change, why he’s always tired? he’s always been a bit of a loner, ever since it happened, but in hogwarts it’ll be different. at hogwarts, he’ll be alone in a crowd of people.
he rests his head on his hand, looking out at the sun glimmering off the train window. all he can do is wait, he decides. wait and find out what happens next.
remus lupin is on the train to hogwarts.
it’s his sixth year, and he is not alone. sitting across from him is james potter, his hair carefully windswept, playing with the snitch he and sirius nicked at the end of last year. peter sits next to james, devouring a peanut butter sandwich with bright eyes. sirius is next to remus, laughing his way through ridiculously exaggerated impressions of their professors.
remus is laughing too, in a carefree way that, five years ago, he never thought he’d achieve. james is debating how much mayhem sirius could get up to if he sneaks into the slytherins’ car as a dog; peter has already got in there as a rat and dropped crumbs in snape’s hair.
they learned some of the hardest magic remus has ever heard of for him. he still can’t believe it, is half convinced that his life since they found out has been a particularly cruel dream. but they did it, for him. he’s in this compartment with three unregistered animagi who would risk everything to make him that little bit more comfortable.
sirius has grabbed some dress robes from his bag and held them to his chin, in a passable caricature of professor dumbledore. james throws the snitch at his head - when it zooms back into his hand, peter gives a little squeak of joy. remus doesn’t know how he found these people, but he knows he’s so lucky to have kept them.
remus lupin is on the train to hogwarts.
it’s the last time he will ever be here, though he doesn’t yet know that. he is asleep, in a carriage on his own. he got here early, battered suitcase full of his only possessions, exhausted from the trip to king’s cross. he had only meant to close his eyes for a few minutes.
when he wakes up, it is to a lingering sense of dread, a creeping cold that he instantly recognises. his wand is in his hand before he can consciously react. images flash through his mind - sirius black being dragged away to azkaban, peter pettigrew’s finger, all they could find of him, james potter’s coffin being lowered into the ground. there are children in the carriage; he tells them to be quiet, doesn’t even look at them. it is later, when a boy has fainted and he’s dispelled the dementor, that he looks.
a red-haired boy, staring at him. a girl with a lot of hair, looking like she has a thousand questions. another boy with a faraway, tortured expression. a small, red-haired girl, shaking like a leaf. and…
james potter, lying in front of him, looking the same as when remus first met him. he stands there, numb, not quite believing what he is seeing. it’s james, the spitting image of him, back from the dead and thirteen years old again. it’s only when the boy blinks, and opens his eyes, that remus realises who this must be.
he looks like james, but his eyes are lily’s. the boy doesn’t even look at him - he doesn’t know who remus is. of course he doesn’t. they only met a few times, when harry was a baby.
there is chocolate in his bag. he gives it to harry, acting almost on autopilot. he mumbles something about seeing the driver and leaves the carriage. as soon as he is outside. he puts his hand to his head and closes his eyes.
remus lupin is going to hogwarts again. but this time, he is entirely alone.
Enemies to “ugh I can’t believe I’m saving your life” to “ugh we have to work together or the world ends but it’s not like I like you or anything” to “oh we actually connect pretty well but that doesn’t mean anything” to “I would die for you but don’t read too much into it” to “I’ll kill anyone who lays a finger on you” to Lovers.
Enemies to “there, I saved your life. Now yall can go die for all I care”
see if guardians survived past the initial shenanigans in the game (ie like. not getting murdered) it would open up so many WEIRD things i just. god. wow
everyone’s like “wow! i can’t wait to meet your respective guardian!” and it’s just…a fucking disaster. jade bitch slaps bro. dad adopts everyone. mom runs away from the alter for the dad/mom wedding and then gets engaged to the condesce or something. no one is safe.
“why wouldn’t mom and dad get married they were clearly in love” listen up kids they had one date, which was on the last day of their lives, and it would be hilarious if everyone was gearing up for some kind of cheesy ass wedding and the mom was like “sorry every1…im a lesbian, actually” and then joins forces with the evil queen. im sorry but momcondysprite^2 is a thing that needs to happen
“Rose I’m your mom you have to join my army.” “The more you talk, the less conflicted I am about having to beat you up to win the game.”
Also my wifi was being a shit and made tumblr bug out so you get to see my tags in the main body of the post.
