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ghostblog1313 · 1 year

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Star-Crossed Confessions

Regulus Black x reader (no use of Y/N or physical descriptions) (She/her/hers) pronouns used. Word count: 2.1K Trope: Distant friends to lovers

A/N: In honour of Speak now (Taylor's Version) being announced last week I thought id try to sneak in as many lyrics as I could and also a crumb of wolfstar because I couldn't help myself enjoy <3

As she meets him in the hallway, it's almost midnight and he appears lost in his own thoughts. Over the last few weeks, she has become familiar with the vacant expression that seems to be permanently etched on his face, despite her efforts to wipe it away. She calls out for him unsure if he could even hear her with the war of words being shouted in his head

“Regulus?”

His head whips towards you, anger flashes through his eyes before he registers who has called him and seems to dissipate just as quickly as it appears yet he still narrows his eyes at you. "What do you want?" He asks. His deep, smoky voice fills your eardrums, his breath visible as he talks and exhales into the cold winter air.

“I wanted to check on you, you seemed distant today.” ‘and everyday for the past month as well’ she wants to add but figures it's better left unsaid

Regulus’s eyes seem to soften for a moment. He blinks. Then he smiles slowly. It’s friendly and genuine. She can’t help but smile back.

"You're checking up on me?"

He sounds both amused and genuinely touched like he wasn't expecting her to care."I guess I can't say no to that, especially if it is such a beautiful girl asking," he says, and there's a certain twinkle in his eye. He's flirting, she chuckles, shaking her head. “Always the flirt Black, just like your brother.”

Regulus's smirk widens to a smile, a genuine one, the one you've been longing to see for weeks.” He is obviously pleased with himself and by your compliment."It's part of the Black DNA I suppose. Are you flirting with me back, by chance?" He's teasing, you can tell by the tone, the same one you've heard his brother use with Remus when they think no one else is in the library

"I guess you'll never know for certain" she grins slowly walking towards him. Regulus looks at you as you approach and he sighs, his smile vanishing.

"You are too difficult," he mutters. "And it's rather annoying."

He seems a little bit hurt, and he turns. You feel like you've messed up somehow, or maybe hurt him"I'm teasing, but I was serious earlier, are you okay?" She smiles at him, a smile she's desperate for him to return. He's not smiling or trying to be charming; he looks genuinely concerned. He also looks a little surprised. He's not used to other people taking care of him.

"Are you willing to listen?"He seems shy to ask, almost like she'll say no or deny him someone to talk to,bracing himself for rejection, he stills waiting for her answer. “For as long as you need me to”,she speaks softly, taking his hand in hers. As she does so, she notes his hand feels rough,; Regulus’s hand is also quite a bit bigger but he holds her like water in his hands. He faces her with some relief on his face, he seems quite gentle and soft in that moment, as if he's finally returning to himself. His thumb strokes her hand softly, and he looks at her earnestly, "Can we go to the kitchens? I feel like talking," he asks softly. His voice is a lot quieter than it was a moment ago. He actually sounds a bit shy."Of course, follow me" she gently pulls him towards the kitchen turning back to look at him with a soft smile gracing her features.

Regulus gives her a small, sweet smile in return and follows behind the girl . His face has softened since speaking with her and he seems...a lot more approachable now. The icy veneer that normally covered him is gone.

He walks with a lot of energy and confidence. His steps are strong and powerful. But when he talks, his voice is soft and quiet. When he smiles, his whole face lights up. It's a beautiful sight to see and it really, truly seems genuine.She doesn't see it he is really trying his best here. This is him trying to let his guard down for her...not an easy thing for him to do.

As they enter the kitchen, they make sure not to disturb the busy elves. Finding a quiet corner, they settle down and he takes the opportunity to observe her closely, still unsure if her intentions are genuine. She allows him to study her and speaks softly to avoid scaring him, "What did you want to talk about?"

The kitchens are warm and lively with the smell of baking treats, and it's a comfortable atmosphere for you both. The air is humid and smells of cinnamon; you can hear the elves singing as they work. It's comforting and safe. It feels like the perfect place to spend some time talking with someone, maybe even to open up.

Regulus sighs softly and rubs his eyes. He does not break eye contact with you. For the first time, you feel like he is really paying attention to you. His eyes seem to be looking past your face down to your soul.

"I'm just..." Regulus begins quietly. "It's hard, you know? I'm very used to people being afraid or jealous of me. I feel like it is hard for people to understand me sometimes. But you seem to..." he pauses not knowing how to put it into words. "Get me. I'm not even sure if that's quite right, but you make me feel seen in a way that I think almost nobody really has before. And I am...grateful."

She smiles not in a way she realises but, he notices a glimmer in her eyes and a radiance emanating from within her. It reminds him of his former self, before the war and before Sirius left. He becomes captivated by her presence and almost misses her words as she speaks softly, "Regulus you know i'm always going to be here for you, no matter what i promise”

Regulus's eyes widen when she smiles. It's genuine and her words seem to touch him. There's something that resonates deep inside him, almost like he's remembering a much better time from long ago, a time he has long forgotten. It's as if he's suddenly seeing her like she is the sun and she's just pierced through the clouds and the darkness he surrounds himself with.

"Thank you," he says earnestly, and he leans towards her in such a way that it almost seems like he is going to kiss her.

"What has happened, Regulus? you can tell me, I swear" She takes his hand for the second time that night, he almost feels sparks fly when their skin brushes

Regulus looks at her and he nods thoughtfully. her intuition and observation skills are very sharp,"I'm just so alone," he says softly. "There is so much pressure on me, expectations and judgements. I have...so much...to live up to, you know? And I am expected to be perfect; never fail, never disappoint. So I bury everything...and I close people out to avoid pain. But sometimes that only makes the loneliness worse."

"Regulus, shutting everyone out won't help. Trust me," she says, gazing into his eyes with a familiar look. It's the same expression he gave Sirius that night when he begged him not to leave him in that house. "Please don't shut me out," she pleads with him.

Regulus looks at her and she can see the internal struggle in his eyes. He is not sure whether or not to trust her. But then he finally nods thoughtfully and sighs."Okay. I won't," he says softly.For the first time, he seems to make a decision he wants to make. She can see some happiness and a small amount of relief on his face. He is putting all his faith in her.

"Good. I couldn't bear to lose you," she whispers softly, matching his volume. Regulus smiles gently. It's small but he obviously means it. His guard is slowly, slowly coming down.

In a soft and genuine tone, he asks, "Is there anything else you would like to talk about?" It's clear that he is truly interested in making her feel better and he shows genuine concern for her feelings.

"I suppose there is, but right now, you are more important," she says, emphasising her focus on the present moment and their interaction. Regulus looks at her and his eyes soften. She is his biggest priority, that much is clear. She feels like she has made a connection here. He actually wants to hear what she has to say in that case she truly feels like he deserves an answer. He seems like a good person, just broken. Like he lacks human connection...and that has taken a toll on him.

"Go right ahead, I'm all ears," he says, indicating he wants you to continue. He is showing care and genuine concern for you.

She suddenly freezes, uncertain of her next move. He senses her nervousness and wishes he could ease her anxiety, but he's also feeling frozen with uncertainty. He's afraid to touch her, fearing he might break her delicate composure. "I don't want to make things weird between us," she says, expressing his concern about potentially damaging their friendship.

*Regulus is very perceptive. He can sense how nervous she is, and he is sympathetic towards her. He is trying very hard to give her his full attention.*

*He nods thoughtfully at her words and raises his eyebrows.*

"It's okay," he tells her soothingly. His voice is warm and calming, and it actually calms her down a little. he can hear the silence between them, can can hear what she hasn't yet said, what she's scared of admitting, he can feel the excitement in himself .he sits watching the tears in her eyes refuse to fall and hearing the shake in her voice when she speaks. "You're my best friend, I don't want to do anything that might cause me to lose you”

Regulus's eyes go wide as she says this. There is a brief pause, his mouth falls open and he actually seems slightly shocked. He never expected her to say this. It almost makes him blush at how...how vulnerable she's made yourself to him. He never would have expected it but...it's touching. And it's special, and he feels special to her .Not wasting another moment, his face softens once more and he pulls her into a hug

It's then she finally allows herself to cry, when she's safe in his arms, and hits then he smiles wider than he has in weeks. He speaks softly, his warm breath brushing against her neck, causing her to shiver and move closer into his embrace. "You don't have to worry about losing me, Mon amour," he whispers, revelling in the feeling of her in his arms. "I have fallen deeply in love with you, and I can't imagine my life without you." Se pulls back from the embrace but he doesn't let her go too far as he held on tight to her, she cranes her neck placing a soft kiss on his lips

Regulus is shocked again. To say he's smiling is an understatement; it's like he's been waiting his entire life for this moment. He seems to be in ecstasy. she's not sure if he's ever felt such intense euphoria, not ever...It fills him up with joy, and he's overwhelmed by the strength of it all.

you're close enough, you can see the stars in his eyes.

"I love you," he whispers in your ear. He's completely serious and genuine. He means every word. "I love you too," she murmurs, leaning in to kiss him.Regulus kisses back passionately and for a moment the world melts away around her. He breaks the kiss, breathing heavily. His eyes are sparkling from the kiss, and it's like he's looking at her for the first time. He seems in love and for the first time in a while truly happy.

For a moment, he seems unable to say anything. Instead, he gives you a small, soft smile."This is the best moment of my life," he says quietly, but he sounds like he means it. Leaning forward, she presses a soft kiss on the bridge of his nose, giggling as he scrunches his face in response. "Good, you deserve to be happy, Regulus," she says, with a smile on her lips.

Regulus chuckles and blushes as she kisses his nose. He's never had anyone be so intimate with him...not like she is. It fills him with so much warmth. He looks at her with love and adoration and it's like he never wants to let her go. Her words fill him with a sense of pride and joy. He nods thoughtfully. "I am because of you," he whispers. "You mean everything to me.”

For the first time in weeks, the stars seemed to shine brightly again, as if the universe was acknowledging their love and granting them a moment of pure happiness.

#regulus x you #Regulus Black x reader #Regulus black x y/n #regulus black fic

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astrid-delacour · 6 months

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more things my friends have said as marauders quotes

Barty: sperm shaped drinks are the best kind of drinks

Lily: I do what I want /DEBAUCHERY

Pandora: did you just use debauchery as tone tag

James: sleep paralysis possum

Remus: I'm like a functional alcoholic

Evan: I'm not edgy but my friend had a dream last year

Marlene: he's so basic I can't see him

Sirius: do they make foot lingerie

Sirius: you look like the grinches dog

Evan: I would never call the ace alliance it's legal name in casual conversation

Mary: your hair is the colour of the devil

Sirius: it's not gay if we both have girlfriends

Regulus: I am better at the tism cause I make the noise

Lily: who drew balls on my board?!

James: I'm like Thomas Edison and you're that welsh dude

Remus: Stalin?

Regulus: I'm mean but not detriment to dental hygiene mean

Sirius: this is the one thing the Catholic Church would back me up on

Marlene: she's so mommy, I want to use her thighs as earmuffs

James: give me the fucking magnet back you hoe

James: we do not call 12 ear olds hot in this establishment

Barty: are you a Rick or morty?

Evan: idk

Barty: I feel like you're a rick cause you're autistic

Barty: I'm a whore for jack skellington

Dorcas: I'm a whore for sally

Lily: omg we're literally the bubonic plague

James: whatever fruits your loops

Sirius: I'm not to gay for anything, except heterosexual relationships

Remus: that takes a level of common sense I don't have

Barty: I've added a sneeze for every year of my life

Sirius: "*takes dramatic bow and twirls hair like a Renaissance girl who's secretly a witch*"

Marlene: fuck you and your two prong fork I have a seven prong fork

Marlene: she's a bitch but I love her that's my opinion of her (about dorcas)

Regulus: take an IQ test rn and while you're at it take an "am I gay" quiz

Regulus: ok 1684 the men were being whores and the girls were being whores (describing his family)

Mary: can you guys stop being horny on main please? (Talking about Canada)

Lily: nothing goes harder than the electoral college at homecoming

Pandora: I'm still on my autism high

James: you never know how fast you're walking until you body check a wall

Barty: it's really hot when you hear the tortured screams of a child predator dying

James: no one pulls my leg on leg day

James: thank sweet cheesus

Dorcas: it's a requirement

Evan: THATS A LIE. That is a LIE

Dorcas: it definitely is....

Evan: sweet lord Jesus

first year: vou have to come vou stand in line and have chicken fingers

Dorcas: I'm signing you up for Tuesday

Evan: I hate you

(In a baby voice) Sirius: I'm wubber wou're gwue what ever bounces off me stwicks to WOU

(Also baby voice) Marlene: jwokes on wou I'm cement *closes door and leaves*

Sirius: WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?!?!? MARLENE! MARLENEEEE

James: so we've got a white a black and a Hispanic. I love cultural diversity

Mary: ohhhh so he PlaysTM golf

Mary: right person wrong time except by wrong time you just don't like him and right person you mean he's ugly

Mary: I hot girl summered a little too close to the sun

Lily: you would put an e minor in there

Mary: Marlene needs to be spayed

Marlene: you're like garage band

Dorcas: Lily I think my song is killing Marry

Lily: good

Lily: it needs a little more work and by a little I mean I haven't started it

Dorcas: this is not a no judgement zone, this is a very judgement zone

Sirius: dairy-free, gluten-free, uhh vegan-free, it's all the frees

Dorcas: how self sabotagey are we feeling today

James: .... functionable

Peter/Remus: what? did you just say functionable?

James: ....veah

Peter: it's functional

James: seriously?!?!

Remus: yeahhhh

James: I was homeschooled ok!

Remus: how long have you been saying it like that?

James: anyways...

Dorcas: I'm not getting that sappy! They don't deserve that!!

Mary: your eyebrows are like 3 business days from your eyelids

Marlene: that is the bassiest bass

Mary: sometimes you just have to accept the crack

Peter: James would be a court jester

Pandora: that's very hannon-y

Pandora: like power ballad but make it cats

Lily: how loving should be as easy as ...?

Marlene: COW

Marlene: like cow eat grass

Mary: loving should be as easy as 'insert metaphor here'

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clairecrive · 3 years

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"Rock my world" - Sirius Black x reader

A/n: I was thinking of making this a series but idk, let me know what you think. The band in the picture, Maneskin, are my inspiration for the marauders' band music and aesthetic. Check them out cause they're really good. They're going to represent Italy at the next Eurovision contest.

Here's their Instagram and Spotify.

Tags: Muggle AU, so ofc no magic, no Hogwarts, Marauders in a rock band, no Peter but Regulus instead, jily

Warnings: none

Word count: 2.2K ish

Summary: When y/n finally agrees to check out this band that her best friend was always talking about, she's in for a pleasant surprise and one hell of a night.

It had all started in the cheesiest and most cliscé of ways, really. Y/n had made a bet which had made you go out of your comfort zone that one night and for your bravery, you were rewarded with the most amazing boyfriend ever. It sounds like a story out of a rom-com or a romance novel, doesn't it? Well, yeah, it felt like a main character moment but, unlike what we see in those stories, it wasn't always fun and games.

But let's start from the beginning, shall we?

Y/n's best friend Jules had been nagging her about this rock band who was apparently the new sensation of the year according to her, for the longest time. So, one Friday night, when Jules had informed her that that very band was playing in a bar not very far from her workplace, she agreed to go for drinks there.

Worst case scenario, she thought, the music will be terrible but at least I get to tease Jules about it.

Still clothed in the floral dress she had chosen this morning, but adding a few glittery touches and graphic eyeliner to make her look more nighty, y/n headed towards said bar where Jules was already waiting for her.

"Finally," she huffed when y/n rounded the corner and entered her field of vision.

"Sorry, it was my turn to close tonight," y/n shot her an apologetic smile before hooking their arms.

They made their way inside looking for a place to sit. The bar was already crowded but not in an unusual way. Maybe it was the hour or the fact that it was a weeknight, y/n didn't know but felt grateful that it wasn't packed. She really wasn't a fan of crowded places.

They got their drinks and caught up as they usually would about their week. They were almost finished when the band walked up the stage and music started playing. Even before the first note, one look at their outfits made clear what kind of music they were going to play.

They had an interesting aesthetic, y/n had to admit. They wore the same colour but each member had their own style. The band was made up of four guys, the bassist had long straight hair and he looked a lot like the singer who instead had curly hair, the drummer had short curly light brown hair and y/n couldn't see what he was wearing past a black vest while the guitarist had black hair that was all over the place and wore glasses.

They had an androgynous aesthetic, each of them with beautiful makeup in tones of black and grey and the ones y/n could see clearly were wearing a sort of body. They looked stunning. Y/n had decided she liked them based on this alone. She had to admire anyone who had the guts to express themselves freely especially when it was in such an open and unapologetic way of going against gender norms.

After half an hour, the music stopped and after the singer wished everyone goodnight and they all climbed down. As she expected, they played rock music ranging from soft rock edging pop to hard rock that made her think a lot of ACDC. Y/n wasn't an expert in music but she had liked what she heard and wouldn't mind listening more from them. She was sure that she was going to catch some of their songs on the radio in the future.

However, Jules picked up the conversation where they had left it before the concert and decided that it was the time where she'd complain about her recent love interest. Each of their weekly meetings had one of this moment. Unfortunately, it looked like Jules didn't have a lot of luck when it came to guys. And as it always would, she wondered if she was the problem asking y/n if the reason every one of her relationships failed because she was unlovable. As if.

"That's not true, I truly believe that you can learn to love anyone. Lest you get to know them, of course."

"Of course you'd say something like that."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"If you truly believe that, then you're not going to say no to this." Jules wriggles her eyebrows suggestively and y/n knew that the night is either about to become very interesting or about to go very wrong.

"The expression on your face is telling me that I should definitely say no to what you're about to say."

"Oh c'mon, it's just an innocent dare. Nothing too crazy, I promise."

"Which is?"

"You see that guy leaning on the bar? Long black hair with the black leather jacket?" Y/n turned around indulging her friend and eventually spotted the guy she was talking about. She took her time to look at him until she realized something that made her whip around to face Jules again.

"You mean the singer of the band?" y/n asked incredulously.

"Isn't he handsome?" Jules smiled wide completely ignoring the look y/n was giving her already knowing what was going through her friends' mind. "I want you to go to him and ask him out."

"What?"

"C'mon", Jules complained reaching out to y/n over the table, "didn't you say that it was possible to love anyone? Can't you see yourself loving him?"

"That's not the point," y/n exclaimed still not believing that her friend was suggesting something so outrageous. "Can you see him loving me?" Because that man over there had "heart breaker" spelt all over him. And okay, y/n had to admit that this was a rush judgment she was making and it wasn't exactly fair but there was no way that a guy like him could be interested in a girl like her.

And yes, we could stay here and discuss all the reasons why that statement is wrong but still, if she were to put herself out there -something that was not like her at all- she wasn't going to go over someone so out of reach for her. And that was that.

"Listen, do you remember that video you sent me the other day?" Jules squared her shoulders, now looking fully serious at y/n. Unfortunately, y/n did remember the video Jules was talking about. She would have never guessed it would come back and bit her in the ass otherwise she'd never sent it.

Sighing, y/n looked down at the drink in her hands and thought about it. The video basically encouraged the viewer to go up to what they believed was the most beautiful person in the room and tell them exactly that. It may sound a little silly but at the time y/n had appreciated the sentiment. Going out of one's comfort zone. Challenging yourself. Because, what was the worst that could happen? That person shotting you down? That didn't sound life-threatening. Now though, y/n wasn't so sure.

"Worst case scenario, just tell him I'm calling you and head back here." Jules offered, almost as if she could tell exactly what her best friend was thinking.

Looking at her best friend, something snapped in her. Jules was right. What's the worst that could happen? She already knew that the guy was going to shoot her down. She was prepared. It was a dare, a silly thing that could give her a story to tell to her nephews one day.

What the hell, y/n thought squaring her shoulders.

"You know what?" she downed the rest of her drink and got up from her seat, "I'm doing it." Looking in the reflection of the tissue box on the table to check how she looked, she fixed her smudged lipstick and ruffed her hair before nodding solemnly at Jules and turned around.

As she made her way to the bar, she could hear Jules cheering on her fueling her sudden confidence.

The man of the hour was there where she saw him last. Her steps faltered as she realized that she had no idea how to approach him. What was she going to say? Oh my god, she was totally going to make a fool of herself. If she was not going to die for his rejection, she sure is going to die of embarrassment.

She was almost about to turn around and abort the mission when his eyes met hers.

Well, fuck. There was no way she was going to back down now.

She regained her confidence and smiled at him while closing the distance between them. She smiled at him. Who was she? Did someone drug her drink?

He smiled back at her, turning so that he'd be facing her once she reached him and she almost stopped to pinch herself to see if she was hallucinating or something.

"Hey," she said once she stood in front of him. Good, she thought, let's start with something simple.

"Hi," he smiled back at her.

Okay, okay, it's going good, isn't it? He hasn't ignored me, that must mean something, right? Yes, that he wasn't a rude asshole was her sobering thought.

"So," y/n started trying to take to time while she figured what to say, "I saw a video the other day," was what she ended up with.

The handsome stranger lifted his eyebrows in amusement and took a sip of his beer. Y/n took that as a "go on then".

"There was this woman that basically dared anyone watching to go up to the person who they thought was the most beautiful person in the room and tell them exactly that." Well, let's just get it out of the way, I guess, she thought. "So, here I am," she added as if it wasn't clear enough.

However, as she saw the man's smile widen, y/n suddenly realized how really screwed she was. This man was way out of her league.

"Well, now that I'm here, I should also mention that you've really good at what you do too."

"Not to sound rude or anything," he spoke for the first time that evening and y/n had already decided that he had been the gods' favourite in another life before he opened his mouth but now? as he heard his low and raspy voice? she was sure he had been at least a demi-god, "did you lost a bet or something?" he asked, his grey eyes boring into hers like he was looking into her soul.

Who was this guy? and why was she feeling like this? Get a grip, y/n, she scolded herself.

"Is it that obvious?" y/n's shoulders slouched as some of the tension left them, a nervous laugh leaving her mouth.

"I saw you downing your drink like it was some kind of bravery potion before you came here," he explained with a light scroll of his shoulders. "Not that I mind though," he added with what should be an illegal smirk. Smug.

"Yeah, I'm sure you've heard it countless time only tonight." Let's joke on it, she thought, there's still a chance I can come clean out of this mess.

He chuckled and, not leaving her eyes, he slipped a hand through his loose hair pushing it back. "I meant that if you hadn't come I would probably found an excuse to come up to you too." He leaned back onto the bar looking completely unbothered, not as if he had said something that made her feel on fire.

"Looks like I've to thank your friend for my luck." Looking over your shoulder, he held one of his hands up and lightly waving at Jules, y/n figured.

"Yeah, let's not tell her that or I will never hear the end of it." Rolling her eyes, y/n also leaned on her arm resting on the bar next to him. Whether it was the fact that all the cards were on the table or that what he said meant that he had to somewhat like her, she felt more relaxed than a couple of minutes ago.

"Before I make this solemn oath, I think it would be appropriate to know your name, don't you think?"

"It's y/n," she held her hand up for him to shake. However, he had something else in mind since when he took hold of her hand he turned it and held it up to his lips to leave a soft kiss on it. Y/n almost rolled her eyes at the gesture if it wasn't for his eyes. They didn't move from hers and she found that she didn't want to stop looking at him. Like she was in a trance. Yes, he was handsome, even more so up close, so of course he was nice to look at but that wasn't why. It's the way his eyes glimmered as they watched her, the gentleness with which he was holding her hand, the softness of his lips on her skin. What would they feel like on her lips, she wondered.

"I'm Sirius."

And that's how it all started. A silly video sent almost automatically to her best friend and an outrageous bet made y/n's night definitely interesting. To her luck though, Sirius became a permanent presence and not a one-night sensation.

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Tagging: @seldomabsent

#sirius black #sirius black x reader #sirius black AU #muggle AU #no hogwarts #no Peter either #the marauders are in a rock band #young!sirius black #marauders #sirius black one shot #sirius black imagine #sirius black imagines #sirius black fanfiction #sirius black fluff #marauders x reader #marauders imagine #harry potter x reader #harry potter imagines

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onewiththedemons · 4 years

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Okay so this is my first Wolfstar fic, as well as my first one shot that I’m posting on here. I don’t if this is too short or too long to post on here but yeah. Sorry for the grammar (I really suck at it) enjoy and tell me what you think!! It is also on my Ao3 if you would rather read it there. Also this post is so long but I’m posting this on mobile and don’t know how to create the keep reading button, sorry

Out on the rooftop Sirius felt free, he felt relaxed but that could also be the cigarette he was currently smoking doing its work.

He forgot about his parents, who were still out there somewhere, searching for him. About Regulus still refusing his help to escape, and the fact that his best mate, James was away on some work thing.

But it was still nice up on the rooftop with the city almost silent, which was not unusual for the area that they lived in. And in the peace of the evening, there seemed to be a quiet whirring sound.

As Sirius scanned his surroundings his eye caught the sight of the shadow of a person seemingly brushing their teeth at -he checked his watch- 3 in the fucking morning. Sirius rolled his eyes. If you're not going to bed until practically morning what good would brushing your teeth do?

He continued his smoke, but the person in the window made him curious and Sirius lingered on it for longer than anyone else might of.

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For the next three nights, Sirius went up to the roof to smoke and forget. And every night this mysterious person would seemingly prepare for bed in the early hours when anyone else would be fast asleep. Sirius being the reckless person that he is decided he would go down and ask this person what they were doing up so early in the morning.

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With confidence, Sirius rapped his hand on the door.

“Agh!” There seemed to be a confused scuffle going on inside when finally the door creaked open.

“Yes?” The inhabitant said.

Sirius looked up at the man in front of him. Fuck. He was fucking gorgeous, and Sirius was sure he was standing there like a blubbering idiot gaping at the man at the door. But fuck it. When you looked like this man did how could you not expect a couple of stares?

The way he towered above, and his lanky limbs (which Sirius was sure were probably awkward as a teenager) were graceful, and Sirius wanted to be wrapped in those (surprisingly toned) arms. The deep brown of his eyes that probably sparkles in the sun. Or at least would definitely sparkle for Sirius.

“Hello...” the man snapped his fingers in Sirius’ face. God his fingers. So elegant, and suddenly Sirius had the urge to have his hair stroked lovingly by those fingers. But he was sure his black mane, that he was generally quite fond of, was no match to the golden locks of this man in front of him, old pink hair dye could be seen ever so faintly but Sirius thought it gave it character.

“Oh heh, wrong door. Sorry. Bye!” Sirius managed to stammer out before scampering down the hall.

“Wait!” The man yelled, but Sirius was long gone.

***

His thoughts were going a hundred miles an hour. And they were all about that man at the door. He had been a complete idiot, and if Sirius hadn’t decided that he was hopelessly in love with him he would definitely avoid the building forever. But he was going back tonight. Even if it was just to catch a glimpse of this mysterious person.

“Fuck!” Said a new voice, at the same time as the sound of something smashing disturbed the peace.

“What the hell” muttered Sirius.

Turning the corner of the rooftop, Sirius felt all the air leave his body. The man. Was standing there. On his rooftop. -watering plants?

“Ehm”

“Oh, hi!” The man said enthusiastically. “Sorry, I was just watering my friend, Lily’s plants. Maybe you know her seeing as you obviously live in this building. You being on the roof and all. Unless your a robber, that wouldn’t be good. Are you a robber? Wait why am I asking you. Agh I’m just going to stop talking now.

Huh, this man could be just as awkward as Sirius, which was quite a feat in his opinion. “Who are you?”

“I’m Remus.” The gorgeous man said, sticking his hand out.

Shit. Even his name was adorable. “Err Sirius.” He managed to stammer out, finally returning the handshake.

“Hmm, you look familiar? Have we met before?”

“Heh, err I might have you know been the man who,” Sirius stopped to scratch the back of his head awkwardly. “stood at your door last night,”

“Oh, you were the awkward drooler!” Remus smirked, shifting his weight.

“Yeah, sorry about that, you, heh, just- hmm.” He flicked his hair out of his face, giving him an excuse not to meet Remus’ intense gaze. “You were cuter than I expected,” Sirius said, his words almost drowned out by the city noises.

“What was that?” Remus said, but he took a step forward. Almost suggestively.

Sirius looked down at his feet and built up his courage. He made his eyes look up to meet the others but when he did Sirius saw that Remus was a lot closer than before.

“May I?” This man asked gesturing to Sirius's waist.

He nodded and Remus looped his strong, warm arms around Sirius.where his eyes sparkling in mirth? He leant forward, his mouth almost touching Sirius’ ear. “I think your rather cute yourself.” The amusement evident in his voice. And then his arms were no longer around Sirius, who suddenly felt cold.

Remus stood at the door, his hand lingering on the handle. “We should go out sometime, I’ll expect you to pick me up, seeing as you know where I live and all that.” His eyes definitely sparkling now.

Sirius would have huffed in offence if he wasn’t entrapped by the person in front of him.

“Check your pocket, and give me a call.” And then he was gone.

A smooth business card lay in Sirius’ jean pocket. With the name Remus Lupin and his number.

Remus Lupin, who just disappeared into the night. Had asked him out?

And then Sirius was dancing, gleefully shaking like a small child when he hit something and heard a faint oof. Sirius was almost paralysed in fear but managed to turn to catch Remus, holding his forgotten jacket in his hand, grinning at him, winking and then sauntering off.

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