Status Updates From Best Friend’s Brother

Lily does message again, though. If it helps you feel any better at all, I really do think you'll love him. Actually, he even looks like you. Potter, do you have something you need to tell us?

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HIM? Peter responds.
HIM??? Alice adds, then everyone outside of Lily jumps on the train, so it's just a wall of:
HIM????
HIM?????
HIM??????

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Moony is currently occupying it. He's keeping it warm for you. Besides, don't you have a mean barista to laze about with? Sirius replies with a quiet chuckle that makes Remus grunt in his sleep. Sirius scratches his head gently, soothing him.
James takes a few moments to respond. I just asked him if I made his inner child feel safe and he said his inner child is dead???

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"What, you don't want to do a kinky thing where we shag with Dorian Gray falling further into intense, hedonistic pleasures in the background?" Sirius asks innocently, leaning in closer.
"Sirius," Remus says, a warning.

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The world is wide, and has many marvellous people in it.Don’t take away from me the one person who gives to my art whatever charm it possesses: my life as an artist depends on him" Sirius says softly, then closes the book and sighs. "He might've just said he was in love and couldn't bear to lose him; it's the same thing. I couldn't create when you were gone, Moony. Everything was you. Dorian Gray has nothing on you".

"Dorian Gray is to me simply a motive in art. You might see nothing in him. I see everything in him." Sirius pauses and glances at him again, the look heavy and lingering, then goes back to reading. " He is never more present in my work than when no image of him is there. He is a suggestion, of a new manner. I find him in the curves of certain lines, in the loveliness and subtleties of certain colors".

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"Dorian Gray is to me simply a motive in art. You might see nothing in him. I see everything in him." Sirius pauses and glances at him again, the look heavy and lingering, then he goes back to reading. " He is never more present in my work than when no image of him is there. He is a suggestion, of a new manner. I find him in the curves of certain lines, in the loveliness and subtleties of certain colors."

Remus blinks. "What a limiting thing to say. Don't you believe in the difference between what people do and who they are?"
"Aren't the things we do a reflection of who we are?" Sirius asks, thumbing gently at the corner of a page. "Dorian killed Sybil and Basil. Does that not make him a murderer?"
"Well, yes, but he was more than just the things he did."

"Really? Why is that?" Remus says, watching him curiously. He wishes he could step into Sirius' mind sometimes and just walk through it, brushing his hands along the curtains, walking his fingers along the books on their shelves, slipping the key into the locked door he lets no one enter.

"I order pastries based on the color of your ties now. I got the croissant because you were wearing green."

Regulus finds himself laughing. It just—bubbles out of him, a little ridiculous, and he can't help it.

"It's making you suffer, so it will absolutely be a thing."
Regulus arches an eyebrow. "You're transphobic."
"You're homophobic."
"I'm literally gay."

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"Surely we could...wear them down?" Remus suggests. "Ease them into it? If we tackle them from both sides, maybe we can get them to a place where they can reconcile. If we start now and bring them up to each other, maybe try to change their minds over time, then one day…"

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See, James Potter met Sirius Black at the awkward, fumbling age of eleven and felt something break open his very bones and fuse together with this boy who had sleek hair and wide, playful eyes eager for the world that James so desperately wanted to explore alongside him. He's learned that so many things in this world aren't permanent, but Sirius? Well, Sirius Black is unshakeably, inarguably forever

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