B = Break
Remus Lupin’s heart has been broken many times. Oddly enough, it was always broken by the same person. This particular person has probably dated every person at Hogwarts (girls, boys and teachers). This person is always very (erm…) open about his lovers.
Remus Lupin walked into the Gryffindor common room, wanting to congratulate himself on completing his 4 parchments essay on the first Goblin-Wizard War for Professor Binns. He was about to reach for his secret pile of chocolates behind the Gryffindor common room fireplace, when he heard a peculiar sniffling noise, He turned his head and saw a raven headed boy with ruffled (but slightly gelled) hair of about 15 by the name of Sirius Black, aka Padfoot, fellow Marauder and friend of James Potter, Peter Pettigrew and (surprise, surprise) Remus Lupin.
“Hey,” murmured Remus imploringly, “you alright mate?”
“Well for Merlin’s sake! I’m crying in the common room in the middle of the night. OF COURSE I’M NOT ALRIGHT!” exclaimed Sirius.
“Hey c’mon Padfoot, just tell me what happened,” replied Remus, walking over to the chair Sirius was sitting in and following by patting his friend’s back. “Its-its Regulus. He turned over to the other side,” sniffled Sirius, turning his head into Remus’s chest. “I just don’t know what to do Moony,” as Sirius sniffled and sobbed into Remus’s chest.
That was the beginning of Remus’s many more heartbreaks. His heart broke everytime he saw Sirius cry, and unknowingly to Remus, Sirius felt the same way.
A = Amortentia
Amortentia, as most of the wizarding world knows, Amortentia is a potion that can imitat the feelings of love and affection within the drinker. The potion’s classic attributes are its clear consistency and its ability to smell like the things the person loves the most.
It was 7th year potions and Professor Slughorn was demonstrating Lily Evans perfect Amortentia. Slughorn was calling each student up with the pair they worked with to create their own batch of Amortentia. The second-to-last pair was none other that Sirius Black and Remus Lupin.
As they walked up, they began catching whiffs of the Amortentia. When they finally reached the cauldron filled with Amortentia, they both began sniffing wildly.
“I can’t smell anything over your wet dog scent,” muttered Sirius. “And I can’t smell anything over your ghastly perfume,” muttered Remus back. After a few minutes of this, Professor Slughorn called them back to their seats because the next pair were waiting to sniff the potion.
Later, Sirius realised that he ran out of perfume a few a couple of days ago and Remus realised that, a) he hadn’t changed into a werewolf for a few weeks, and, b) he didn’t take a shower because Sirius was hogging the bathroom.
I guess it was just love at first sniff…
Why is it, that as soon as I settle down with a nice album, a new song pops up in my face, and I become obsessed all over again? Well, this happened to me over the weekend, and I was listening to ‘Youth’ by Troye Sivan, and curiosity took over and I listened to all the songs in ‘Blue Neighbourhood’ on YouTube. Well, guess what, I’m obsessed!
Some of the songs on the album, I will definitely be using for my new fanfiction (WolfStar, otherwise known as Sirius Black/Remus Lupin). And others, I just relate to so much. ‘Fools’ and ‘Wild’ have become one of my many go to songs.
What makes a good song, isn’t only a good beat or melody. In my opinion it doesn’t even need to have a GOOD meaning, it just has to have a meaning you can relate to. That is what makes a good song. It doesn’t need a great music video, it doesn’t need sponsors or endorsements. It needs meaning and vibe, and as long as there are those two things you’re on your way to a good (even great) song.
I know feel as if ‘Blue Neighbourhood’ is one of those albums that you will always listen to and never get bored of.
I’ve always had a hard time differentiating what’s happening in my head and what’s happening in real life, and sometimes I wish I could live in my fantasies. Now you my ask, “What are your fantasies, Sag Scholar?” Well, I (unlike many) don’t fantasise about the future, and what my life would be like. I fantasise about living and watching my favourite fanfictions happen. I fantasise about slaying dragons and not being the damsel in distress. I fantasise living in a world of books, fanfictions, YouTube and fandoms. But if anything, I always come to the realisation that my fantasies are just that. Fantasy. Fiction.
Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying that you should give up on your dreams, but maybe, just maybe the outside world is better than the one you imagined up in your head. I love to fantasise just as much as any person, maybe even more, but I hold the power to slip back into reality. To not get lost in my fantasies. It’s hard, I know, but reality is something one should hold on to, and if you feel like your slipping, hold on to the one real thing you love most in the real world. That’s how I do it.
But don’t get me wrong, fantasising is an okay thing to do. I mean one of my favourite quotes is, “Of course it’s happening in your head Harry, but why on earth should that mean it’s not real?” by Albus Dumbledore.
It’s good to get lost in fantasy, but make sure you resurface into reality