Tristan Joseph Moore (not_an_orphan) wrote in beyondthepages, @ 2010-03-29 07:05:00 |
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Entry tags: | !dropped, 2023 08, james potter, remus lupin, sirius black, tristan moore |
RP: New Friends
Characters: Tristan, Moony, Padfoot, Prongs
Time/Date: Mid-eveningish through tomorrow
Location: Hogwarts, Forbidden Forest
Warnings/Rating: Tris' innuendos?
Summary: Tris shows up to take Moony through the motions
Status: Dropped
Tristan had been ... surprised at the request. He wondered how hard the healer had fought against him being invited to the castle for an extra moon, and he grinned slightly. He was never sure if it was better or not that she was just afraid of him, and it wasn't that she hated him or his kind.
Landon had been understandably disappointed; he'd been looking forward to watching Tris run through the woods behind Isaac's place. But he understood, too. And he was jealous as hell, but goodnaturedly so. He'd be meeting the infamous Marauders in a few days. Maybe even tutoring or something, if they went that route.
Tristan arrived at Hogwarts just after his own dinner and a peek in the Great Hall showed he was just in time for the end of their dinner. Brilliant timing then. He tried to shove his hands into his pockets only to recall he was wearing pocketless sweats (because they were easier for on and off before and after his shifts). So he settled for letting his hands dangle at his sides.
Blue eyes swept over the lot of them, and he nodded. No one had ever mentioned the three of them were so hot. He tried to guess which was which, and process of elimination was quick enough to label them. James had the glasses, Sirius had the dark hair, and that meant Remus ... was the other one.
Plunking himself down beside the other wolf, he grinned. "Fancy a shag then?"
Oh yes. Tristan certainly had to make an impression, didn't he? The fact that he'd happily have a go at any of the three of them didn't hurt matters any, either. Though he reasoned at least two of them were straight what with the fathering children and all that ... unless they had had wild bisexual sides in school that they'd just repressed. Yes, he'd think along those lines. Because that was more fun.