The origin
The year was 2006, a time where rihstones and rihanna ruled the world, a period where society was still under the blissful veil of alcoholic a living under the guise of party girls. so where we find a young remu and sirius, doused in cheap cologne in the back of a film lit hotel bar. covered in the musk of each others oozing feramones thinking I want nothing more than, this and a couple of ciggs.
“Dumbledore” moaned severus stroking his Dae Bae’s foxy silver chin pubes. He felt him throb, as his serpent slytherined into Dumpy’s tight wet cavity.
“AHH yes right there hold it there” they exclaimed in unison as Snape climaxes.
*9 months later*
“It’s a girl” the nurse exclaims as she wheels out Dumpy, adorned in his denim atrocity hospital gown, coddling their baby tight in his arms.
“Our finest creation yet, the perfect end to our child cavalry”
Snapes eyes wilted with tears of joy glazing over clear view of disciple number 47.
“we shall name this one nicki coops” Dumpy mumbles proudly.
disciples 1 through 46 assemble around the hospital bed chanting in thier chorus of italian accents. Our spiritual liberation group is now complete.
Sirius arose, spiritually rebirthed by dumbledore’s disciples. His mind was now clear. He knew what he needed. The spiritual group was complete but a man has needs. “Remu” Sirius croaked “I have some requests”. Sirius would make Remu offers he couldn’t refuse. “Imagine Remu” Sirius said, winking, “this and a new pair of lacy undies, this and bumming a couple of cigs, this and a denim atrocity wand sheath ;), this and an orgy with our 46 fellow disiciples”.
Sirius saw Remu’s eyes light up, his mouth shaping into a smirk with an astronomical trajectory. Remu licked his fangs, “I’m in” he growled.