Don’t ship it. Just don’t. It becomes an obsession, to the point where you are thinking about Wolfstar when eating breakfast; thinking about Wolfstar while in Calculus; thinking about Wolfstar while buying Taco Bell – it never stops, and with all the characters that run around your head near constantly, shouting spells and loving words, you start to wonder what normal people think about all day. There will always be something to remind you of puppy love or perhaps something Marauder-ish, but try to stay away.
I know how it can be – you always see cute fan fiction, and there’s always an adorable fan art painting, or someone posted a gif set and your little shipper heart flutters somewhat, but trust me: if you want to graduate high school/college or get a promotion or whatever it is, don’t ship RemusXSirius! You will never stop thinking about them to the point where it’s unhealthy. Though I usually don’t like to admit I ship Wolfstar, I am too far from recovery. Go on … without me…
(Unless, of course, you don’t want a promotion, or don’t care for graduation, or are completely contempt with the insanity that is Wolfstar, then by all means, go ahead. The fanfiction.net history and tracked couple tags are a pleasure.)
If this is the truth it’s a great time for me to be unemployed!
I will talk this over with my parents and tell them why I am not by any circumstances fit to be looking for a job, even less finding something to study.