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    this is an ATYD fanfic first!!! and a harry potter fanfic only by necessity. this is literally just me rewriting each chapter of atyd but from Sirius's perspective bc i love this story so much and can't get enough of it. all credit for the original work goes to MsKingBean89 and if for some reason you've stumbled upon this without reading the original ATYD first, please go do that!!

     

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    8/24/23
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    09 Aug 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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    In a lot of ways, Shane Hollander is uniquely qualified to survive the end of the world.

    Not that the world is actually ending.

    Probably.

    The news rotates between saying it is and saying it isn’t, and Shane does his best to ignore it. His teammates sometimes chatter about it, in the locker room or during breaks at practice. It’s come up with his parents more than once, but he brushes it off, changes the subject. Doesn’t engage.

    Just a virus. Like the flu. Highly contagious. Not lethal. Not a big deal.

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    or, the zombie au fic where the author forces them to admit their feelings under the high pressured stakes of the zombie apocalypse. Because the story isn't about zombies, it's about true love and found family. But also it's sometimes about zombies. And just like the real Heated Rivalry, it's rarely about hockey.

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    Note: I'm violently anti-AI! Fuck AI! No work on my page will ever be written by, edited by, or otherwise touched by AI. Ever!

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    It was a Friday when the video dropped.

    “What is happening?” He asked St Simon, who was holding his phone tight to his chest, his expression odd. “Someone has died?” 

    Across the room he could see Marlow moving slowly upright from where he had been doing floor stretches, his phone in his hand as well, his face pinched. 

    “It’s Hollander,” St Simon said. 

    The bottom of Ilya’s stomach fell out, closely followed by the rest of Ilya’s organs. His chest hurt so acutely that he thought he must be having a heart attack. 

    “Not dead,” St Simon added quickly, reaching out to grab Ilya’s shoulder when Ilya’s knees actually buckled. “Jesus, sorry. I should have - no it’s just -” 

    “Someone tell me what the fuck is going on,” Ilya snapped, “and everyone else shut up.” 

    Marlow reached him now, held his phone out to Ilya, open already to an article with a headline huge enough Ilya could easily make out the HOLLANDER blaring out of it even before his eyes focused and he took the phone from Marlow. 

    A video is posted online, for Shane it feels like a death sentence. For some parts of him, it is.

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