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petitemistletoe · 11 months

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Presents of Mind

Pairing: James Potter x Reader

Warnings: smut, angst

Word Count: 5.2K+

A/N: Do wizards have grad school? What comes after Hogwarts? Also idk why but its canon to me that Sirius walks around naked

“Why are you moping?” Harry asked you, poking your arm lightly as he sat down on the couch next to you.

“I’m not moping.” You sighed and set your book down.

“You are. You’ve been moping since you got that letter last night.”

“That was my mom,” you sighed again, turning your body fully so you were facing Harry, “she’s going to the United States for Christmas to visit my brother and his wife and their new baby. It’s just going to be too crazy with the newborn so she wants me to stay with my weird Uncle Radolophus for the holidays. I told her I’d be fine here since I have about a mountain of work to finish for my advisor but she doesn’t want me to be alone.”

“Why don’t you stay with me for Christmas? This will be the first Christmas with my dad since my mom started dating Snape.” Harry had a disgusted look on his face. In Harry’s final year at Hogwarts, his parents announced they were getting divorced and his mother moved out of his house a few months later. Professor Snape had become even more insufferable as he tried to win Lily’s affection and luckily for everyone, Lily had waited until after Harry had been settled at university for his first year of a graduate program to start dating Snape. Harry had practically lost his mind and spent several weeks holed up in your shared apartment and you had to draw him out with chocolate frogs and butterbeer.

“Are you sure? Your dad won’t mind?”

“Nah, he’s nesting big time. He’s cooking a whole giant dinner and it’s going to be just me, Sirius, and Remus.” Harry shrugged.

“It won’t be weird? Me staying in your childhood home?” You asked, thinking about seeing Harry’s childhood bedroom.

“No, no, my dad rented a house in Cornwall. It’s a little tradition that him and his friends have. Come on! It’ll be fun. Cornwall at Christmas with my best friend. Snow on the beach!”

“Alright. I’ll come.” You nodded.

You and Harry had been friends since first year but you had strangely never met and had barely even seen Harry’s father. Harry’s mother had been more involved in all the school things and you supposed that’s why Lily and Severus had grown close again. It wasn’t that James was absent, quite the opposite, he was almost always at Quidditch tournaments and of course took Harry to and from Kings Cross every September but you just never seemed to catch him for more than a few moments since first year. You had heard from Hermione and Ginny, however, that apparently the man was supposed to be drop dead gorgeous.

“I’m leaving after my exam tonight. Meet you back here at seven?” Harry asked, getting up and stuffing his textbook into his bag. As Harry got ready to leave you heard a knock at your door. You got up off the couch to answer it and let Hermione and Ron in. They were bickering, as they usually were, and settled down in yours and Harry’s apartment like it was their own.

“Ron thinks that a vacuum cleaner is an appropriate Christmas gift for his parents.” Hermione sighed, pouring herself a cup of coffee while Ron flopped down on the couch next to you.

“It is! Mum loves to clean and dad’ll love that its a muggle invention.” Ron said, grabbing a throw pillow of the couch and burying his face in it.

“Your mother is a person beyond the face that she’s your mother. Why don’t you think of a gift that fits one of her interests?”

“She hasn’t got any interests!” Ron groaned and removed the pillow slightly to check his watch, “Harry let’s go! We got to be at the lecture hall in twenty minutes!”

“I’m coming! God, you two are so lucky you’re done with exams.” Harry said, shaking his head at you and Hermione.

“Oh Harry! Molly wanted me to ask if you’re coming to spend Christmas with the Weasleys?” Hermione said, finally taking her place next to you on the couch with her warm cup of coffee.

“No. I’m spending it with Dad this year. Plus, Ginny isn’t even going to be there, she’ll still be touring with the Cannons.”

“You don’t want to come to your best friend’s Christmas because your girlfriend won’t be there? We were friends before you even noticed Ginny!” Ron said, mouth open in shock.

“Ron, I’m spending Christmas with my father. You can bear Christmas with your own girlfriend and family.”

“Ugh, my family,” Ron sighed, “do you want to come?” He asked you.

“Spending it with Harry.” You shrugged. Harry rolled his eyes then looked at you on the couch. “We’re heading out! See you when we get back.”

You waved and then turned back to Hermione after you heard the door shut.

“So I’m spending Christmas with Harry.” You said.

“Oh my God. Have you seen Harry’s dad?” She asked excitedly.

“You know I haven’t! When was the last time you saw him?”

“I got tea with Professor Lupin a few weeks ago and Harry’s dad stopped by his flat to drop off his broom. The divorce is serving him well, let me tell you. He looks fantastic.” Hermione grinned.

“I don’t remember the last time I saw you this excited about Ron,” you joked gently.

“Ron and I have been together for almost five years now,” Hermione said with a bored shrug, “He gets to ogle Fleur and I get to ogle Harry’s dad. As long as we come back to each other there’s no problem.”

“Okay,” you laughed, “I get it. But isn’t this a little weird? That’s Harry’s dad. He’s our best friend.”

“Talk to me after you see him.”

You thought about Hermione’s words long after she left your apartment. You had a small bag packed and you were fiddling around waiting for Harry to come back. You practiced transfiguring different objects in your apartment into different animals. You figured you had to stop, however, when you transfigured your fireplace into a dragon and it took a few more seconds than you thought it would to transfigure it back. Your walls were a little soot covered but you were up on a chair trying to get the soot off the ceiling when Harry got back.

“What are you doing?” He asked with a surprised chuckle.

“Uh, had a little scuffle with a dragon.” You said sheepishly.

“Transfiguring the fireplace again?” He gave you a knowing look.

“How was your exam?” You asked, getting off the chair and pushing it back towards the kitchen table.

“It was alright. I’m ready to have a drink and not think about school for the next few weeks.” Harry said, setting his book bag down and grabbing his traveling bag.

“Yeah, real smart of us to go from Hogwarts to uni to grad school without taking a breath.” You rolled your eyes and grabbed your own bag, threading your free hand into Harry’s and waiting for him to apparate.

You stumbled onto a stretch of beach with a large manor that overlooked the water.

“So this is where we’re spending Christmas? I knew you came from money but I had no idea you were this well off. Sure you’re happy with Ginny?” You said, grabbing Harry’s cheek teasingly.

“Shove off,” Harry rolled his eyes and led you to the front door. The manor was cute, comfy, and warm. It was more chic than the Weasley home, with newer furniture and more modern decor, but it was still homey. It smelled like warm butterbeer and cinnamon and you could hear casual conversation in the sitting room. Harry walked into the sitting room and you took in the two men who were sitting in there. One of the men was familiar to you, your old defense against the dark arts professor Remus Lupin and the other man was around the same age, with longer dark hair, a chiseled jawline and cheekbones, and a smattering of tattoos that were visible on his chest through his thin shirt. That couldn’t have been Harry’s father…could it? He was beautiful. But he didn’t really look like Harry and everyone was always telling Harry that he was the spitting image of his father.

“Hello,” you said, greeting the two men.

“Ah! There’s my favorite student.” Remus said, standing up and giving you a quick, respectful hug.

“This is my godfather, Sirius Black.” Harry introduced you to the attractive man, Sirius, who stretched out his hand to you after giving Harry a tight hug.

“Pleasure to meet you.” He winked at you and you fought down a blush.

“So where’s my dad at?” Harry asked, flinging himself down on the couch and holding his arm out so you could sit down next to him. You obliged, snuggling up against Harry’s warm body and looking at the two men on the opposite couch.

“He ran out to buy a few things you for you and your friend. He wanted to make the place feel as inviting as possible and make biscuits for the both of you.” Sirius said with an eyeroll.

“How’s he been. You know, since it all with Mum and Snape?” Harry asked. Sirius and Remus exchanged a look before Remus shrugged his shoulders and exhaled deeply, his fingers rubbing his temples,

“It’s been hard. Have you talked to your mum recently?”

“No. Not really. She knows how I feel about her and Snape. We’ve gotten tea a few times since but she knows that I wanted to spend Christmas with Dad.” Harry said with a head shake. You felt a little awkward, like you were intruding on a private moment between Harry and his uncles, but you didn’t say anything, just stared at your hands.

“I have no idea what she sees in old Snivellus.” Sirius rolled his eyes and earned a slap on the chest from Remus.

“Sirius!”

“Come on, you think so too,” Sirius rolled his eyes at Remus, “You hated him just as much when you were teaching as we did when we were at school.”

“Even so-” Remus started to rebut but you heard the sound of the front door shut and you were sure that James was finally home. He entered the sitting room and you had to remind yourself to breathe. He was just as gorgeous as Hermione and Ginny had described. He was tall, with dark hair and eyes and those glasses. He had an easy smile and was muscular the way that Quidditch players were but he also had a distinguished dusting of silver in his dark hair. He immediately bound to Harry and hugged him tightly, his bicep pressing up against your own on the couch. He then pulled away from Harry and focused his attention on you.

“I’m sorry. Strangely, in the entire time you’ve been close friends with Harry we haven’t really made each other’s acquaintance. I’m James.” James wrapped you in a close hug.

“Hi! It’s great to meet you,” you nodded, not exactly hating the feeling of his body on yours.

“So, I thought we would have a little Shepard’s pie if that’s all right with you, love?” James asked Harry. It was clear that he doted on Harry and you thought it was very precious. You had seen the way that Lily had doted on Harry and while that was all well and good it was different from the way that James was doting and it was refreshing and beautiful. You smiled at the duo as you watched them.

“Yeah, Dad, sounds great.” Harry grinned up at his father. James touched Harry’s cheek affectionately and got up to head back into the kitchen. Remus and Harry got up to help James and you were going to get up too but Sirius sat down on the couch next to you and grinned at you with that crocodile grin he was so good at.

“So, darling, do you have any connection to the honorable House of Black?” Sirius asked you, his fingers tracing a shape on your arm.

“No. I don’t believe I do.” You responded. Sirius grinned even wider.

“Perfect.” He said, showing off his white teeth.

“Get off her, Padfoot!” James called from the kitchen. Sirius waved at James’ general direction and stretched his arms over your shoulders.

“You wouldn’t happen to have daddy issues, do you?”

“Are you asking me that because you want to know if I’m into older men?”

“So are you?” Sirius leaned in closer to you so your nose was brushing against his.

“I had a great relationship with my Dad. Right up until he died.”

“Oh,” Sirius’ smile dropped, “I’m sorry.”

“That’s alright,” you said, waving him off, “That’s all to say that I definitely have some daddy issues.”

“Silver lining, then.” Sirius said, smiling. You wouldn’t have been surprised if in the following moments, Sirius was going to close the distance between you both and kiss you on the Potter’s couch but Remus walked in and threw an oven mitt at Sirius.

“Sirius! You whore!” Remus said, feigning anger and walking over to punch Sirius in the shoulder.

“Ow! Get off me, you’re cramping my style.” Sirius glared at Remus.

“You know what else should cramp your style? The fact that you’ve been dating me since sixth year.” Remus rolled his eyes.

“So I’m not allowed to live?” Sirius shot back. You were laughing as you watched the match unfold and it looked like Remus was gearing up to shoot another smart remark back but Harry walked back in and said,

“Dad says dinner is ready and for you two to kiss and make up.” Harry stretched his hand out to help you off the couch. You all took seats at the table.

“If you wanted to watch us make out, Prongs, you should’ve just said so.” Sirius teased. James stuck his tongue out in return. You took a moment to imagine what it would be like to have that tongue all over your body. You promptly shook your head to rid yourself of the thought.

“So darling,” James turned to look at you and fought the urge to blush, “Harry told me your last name is Siphera. Any relation to Jack Siphera?”

“Uh yes,” you nodded, pushing around a pea on your plate, “he was my father.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry. He was an excellent dueler. A strong member of the Order, you remember him don’t you?” James asked Remus and Sirius.

“Jack was a very kind man,” Remus smiled.

“Siphera…I didn’t know that he had passed. How did he die, if you don’t mind my asking.” Sirius asked. Remus was shaking his head but Sirius didn’t seem to notice.

“He was murdered by Bellatrix when she tried to escape Azkaban.” You responded.

“Bellatrix? My cousin Bellatrix? Bellatrix Lestrange?” Sirius asked, dropping his fork with a clatter.

“Do you know very many other Bellatrixes?” Harry asked. You started laughing and so did Harry until the two of you were both doubled over and gasping for breath.

“Alright,” James said, looking at you two warily, “I bought a bottle of firewhisky for us all, raise your glasses.” James poured everyone a generous helping of firewhisky and then raised another bottle of dark liquor for shots.

“To many holidays together.” Sirius grinned at you as you clinked glasses. You tipped your head back and took the drink, swallowing against the harsh burn in your throat. A small droplet escaped past the side of your glass and made its way down your chin and dropped between your breasts. You became acutely aware of the eyes that were on you. You rubbed your mouth harshly and took a large sip of firewhisky, averting your eyes to look at Harry. His cheeks were a bit pink from the shot and he shot you a large, easy smile.

The drinking continued and the evening ended with you and Harry stumbling into a free bedroom and falling asleep. You and Harry had often slept in the same bed, it started when you were in second year and you had both stayed up late revising for potions.

When you rose the next morning, your mouth was painfully dry and your head was pounding. You nudged Harry lightly and he groaned in response.

“What?”

“I need water.” You croaked.

“So get water.” Harry moaned, putting his head into the pillow and trying to wrap the edges of the pillow around his ears.

“I’m too hungover,” you shook your head.

“Fine, open your mouth I’ll use the aguamenti spell.” Harry shoved himself up on his forearms and grabbed his wand. You opened your mouth and Harry cast the spell. Unfortunately for you both, it was with much more intensity than Harry had intended and you choked on the intense stream of water that had assaulted your throat. You and Harry began to laugh as you were both drenched in water.

“I’ll go down and make some tea,” Harry said, changing his shirt.

“I’ll meet you down there, I’m just going to take a quick shower.” You stripped and wrapped a towel around you as you made your way to the bathroom. You let your body relax under the warm water and you thought about how Hermione and Ginny had been exactly right when it came to James. He was unbelievably gorgeous and you couldn’t stop thinking about when he hugged you, when his fingers bumped against yours as he was pouring drinks, as he brushed against you as he served dinner. It was intoxicating. There was also a detachable shower head that you grabbed and adjusted the water pressure. Once it got to a setting that was to your liking, you angled it so it was spraying a steady stream against your clit. You gasped softly at the pressure and let your head rest against the wall of the shower. You tried to imagine the old things that would get you going: the ripped quidditch players, the rugged wizards from romance novels, the occasional rockstar, but then James crossed your mind. The feeling of body against yours, how you imagined his lips felt against your neck. You imagined his cock entering you, the feeling of your body pressed against the shower wall as he pounded you from behind, his large hands on your waist, his breath hot against your neck. You came harder that you anticipated and you muffled your moans in the crook of your arm. You finished showering and changed into a fresh pair of clothes before descending the stairs. You felt your stomach churn in an unpleasant way when you smelled cooking from the kitchen.

“Good morning,” you said, sitting down at the kitchen table and accepting a cup of tea from Harry who looked just as queasy as you felt. James looked like he had fully rested after a long night of sleep. All around him potatoes were being mashed, green beans were being washed, and a turkey was being stuffed. James himself was charming a rolling pin to roll out dough for scones.

“Good morning! How did you sleep?” James beamed at you.

“How is it that even now in our old age, you still have never been hungover?” Sirius groaned, walking into the kitchen completely stark naked and pouring himself a cup of coffee.

“Sirius! Cover up. There’s a lady in the house.” James rolled his eyes.

“What you haven’t seen this before?” Sirius thrust his hips forward a little and pointed at his dick. You laughed and shook your head.

“Can’t say it’s my first time. Though it is my first time seeing a hickey there.” You and Harry both tilted your heads to get a better view of the large purplish bruise on the side of Sirius’ cock.

“Moony gets teethy.” Sirius shrugged, leaning against the counter and taking a long sip of his coffee. Remus walked in a few moments later and rolled his eyes at Sirius, throwing a pair of boxers at Sirius’ chest.

“Animals, the lot of you.” James shook his head.

“Dad, did you want to go for a round on the pitch?” Harry asked, accio-ing his broom into his left hand.

“Ah, I wish but I have to finish cooking.” James gestured to all the food around him.

“I can cook! Go, it’s alright.” You smiled. James gave you a grateful smile and nodded,

“I’ll only be a few minutes.”

“Take your time,” Remus waved him off, “I’ll stay and help too.”

“Cheers Moony!” James grinned, “Pads you coming?”

“Try and stop me.” Sirius laughed. The three boys scrambled outside and you could hear the chatter between them. You laughed to yourself and began to tend to the turkey.

“It’s sweet isn’t it,” Remus said to you, “the bond between James and his son.”

“It reminds me of me and my father. I never realized how close Harry and his dad are. I always saw his mother at school functions.” You said.

“Lily is an amazing mother, despite some of her most questionable actions as of late.” Remus sighed, “I do hope that her and James reconcile.”

“Oh,” you felt your heart do a flip-flop, “you think they might get back together then?”

“I certainly hope so.” Remus said with a sad smile.

“I don’t.” A new voice said. It was James. He was sweaty and panting as he grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge.

“You don’t? Not even a little bit?” Remus quirked an eyebrow.

“No,” James shrugged, “I think Lily is an amazing person but after so many years together I think we both realized that we can be better friends apart. There’s no harm in that.”

“I suppose only you and her would know.” Remus had a pensive expression on his face but he didn’t say anything further on the subject.

The rest of the day passed rather quickly, as you helped James prepare for the Christmas Eve dinner while Remus, Sirius, and Harry decorated the tree. After dinner you drank eggnog by the fire and listened to James tell stories about Harry when he was young and all the Marauders’ adventures. Sirius and Remus stumbled off to bed, thoroughly drunk with Sirius attempting to suck a dark hickey onto Remus’ neck.

“Silencing spell Pads!” James called.

“Cheers!” Sirius called back, the door slamming shut and the unnatural silence of the spell taking hold.

“It’s a little tradition in our household to open one gift on Christmas Eve.” James said with a smile. He handed a small wrapped gift to you and Harry.

“Oh, James, you didn’t have to get me anything. The invitation was enough!” You felt your face burn but you weren’t sure if it was from the egg nog or the gift.

Harry opened his gift first. It was a necklace with a silvery sword pendant.

“It’s beautiful.” Harry said, watching the way the pendant gleamed under the light of the fire.

“It’s functional as well.” James stood up and extended a hand to Harry as well. “Hold the necklace by the pendant and flick your wrist.”

Harry followed his father’s instructions and after the flick of his wrist the pendant expanded to a full sized sword.

“Whoa! Is that the sword of Gryffindor?” You asked, scrambling up and examining the sword up close.

“Yes it is. It’s been in the Potter family for generations. Flick your wrist again.” James instructed. Harry did so and the sword returned back to it’s pendant size. Harry put the sword around his neck and gave his father a tight hug.

“Open mine!” You urged Harry, handing Harry your gift as well. Harry opened it and laughed.

“Oh my God! This is great!” Harry grinned, pulling out a jumper that Mrs. Weasley had helped you knit. It was a dark red with a little design of a figure that looked like Harry whizzing by on his broom after a golden snitch.

“Thanks! It took a lot of yelling from Mrs. Weasley and some tears but it’s done!” You beamed.

“This is truly amazing. You’re very talented.” James was studying the jumper in adoration.

“I’m so glad you think so because after I did it once I was able to replicate it and make some tweaks so happy Christmas James!” You handed James an identically wrapped package. Inside was a jumper but the design was a man who looked like James that disappeared and a stag stood in his place. You had remembered the stories Harry had told you of his father’s animagi status and thought it would be sweet. James wrapped you in a tight hug and grinned at you,

“Thank you so so much.”

Harry gave James his gift and then handed you his gift to you. It was a gorgeous porcelain tea set that was enchanted so the bottom of each tea cup had a grim at the bottom, a silly callback to yours and Harry’s shared time in Divination. James had run out for a moment and then returned with a small box for you. It was a beautiful, dainty bracelet. James helped you put it on. You were absolutely speechless.

“Thank you so much, James. It’s absolutely lovely.” You excused yourself to the bathroom where you investigated it more. It looked like real gold. Why would James give you such an expensive and intimate gift. You saw there was a little slip of paper underneath the bracelet. You pulled it out and read:

To my one true love, my Lily

That made more sense. James had given you a gift that he had intended initially for Lily. You would give it back to him after Harry went to bed. You were about to round the corner to reenter the main room when you overheard a conversation between Harry and James.

“-Siphera is a lovely girl. Are you and her…together?” James asked.

“No, no,” Harry responded, “She’s my best friend in the entire world. I’m glad you got to meet her.”

“I am too.”

You took that as your cue to re-enter the room and you nestled back into your spot and wrapped your hands around your cup of eggnog.

“Alright, I’m going to ring Ginny before bed. G’night.” Harry gave you another hug before going to bed.

“So James, while I really appreciate the bracelet I don’t think I can keep it.” You said, handing James to bracelet back.

“Oh, you don’t like it?” James gave you a look of alarm.

“No, it’s not that. I just saw this note and…” You handed James the note.

“I, um, I am so sorry. I had gotten you a box of chocolates for Christmas but then I saw your gift and I panicked. I had bought that bracelet for Lily months and months ago and I needed to give you something better. You’ve been such a light in Harry’s life and honestly in these few short days I’ve loved having you here. I want you to keep the bracelet.” James looked at you with large imploring eyes and extended the bracelet back to you.

“Oh, thank you so much. You have to know that Harry is my best friend and he’s been amazing. Especially after everything with my father. And I can see where he gets his giving spirit. Thank you again for having me for Christmas this year.” You became aware of how close you and James were on the couch. His hand was on your knee and his breath was warm against your face. He leaned in and kissed you, his hand on the back of your neck. His lips were soft and he was gentle, warm. You pulled away and looked down at the ground.

“I’m so sorry, I don’t know what came over me. I’ve just…been lonely. But that isn’t an excuse.” James shook his head.

“I think I’m going to go to bed. Good night.” You scrambled from the room. You reentered your room and tried to think about what had just happened. And then you thought fuck it, you deserved a little guilty pleasure now and again. And before you knew it you were knocking on James’ door, emboldened by the eggnog.

“I’m glad you’re here. I’m so so sorry-” James started but you wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him hard. He pulled you into the room and shut the door, pushing you up against the door and pulling your jumper over your head. He thread a hand in your hair and tilted your face up a little as he angled his tongue. His hand went down to the waistband of your jeans and fiddled with the button for a moment before sliding his hand down into your panties.

“So wet for me,” he whispered into your mouth. You were going to give back a smart remark but James pushed two of his nimble fingers into your pussy. You gasped and gripped James shoulder harshly. His thumb found its way to your clit and he started on circular motions as he pumped his fingers in and out of you. His lips made their way to your neck and he was sucking hickeys on your neck that you would curse in the morning but right now all you cared about was James keeping his pace as you approached your orgasm. It hit you like a tidal wave and you were moaning into James’ mouth and begging him for something you weren’t totally sure of.

He moved you to the large wicker bed that sat in the center of the room. You helped him out of his shirt and unbuckled his pants. You kissed down his chest, along his happy trail, and down to his cock. You took him in your mouth and he moaned lowly,

“Oh fuck.” He moaned, holding your hair back as you tried to take him as deep as possible. You grabbed his balls lightly and released a strangled,

“Okay! Okay, I don’t want to cum just yet.” He pulled you off of him and flipped you over so you were beneath him. He pushed himself inside you and you both moaned.

“You’re so big,” you moaned.

“You’re so tight,” he moaned back. He was fucking you at a relentless, unforgiving pace. One of his hands was gripping the headboard tightly and the other was alternating between your nipple and your clit. You were approaching your second orgasm of the night and with the way it was building you knew it was going to hit you even harder than the first one. James pulled out completely and slammed back into you and that was it. You orgasm hit you hard and your orgasm triggered James’. He came inside you, babbling thank yous and oh my gods. He pulled out of you and you both laid side by side, breathing heavily and fanning yourselves.

“We can’t ever tell Harry.” You said, the icy shock of sobriety making you realize the gravity of what you had done. You had slept with your best friend’s dad. That would kill him. James was going to respond when an owl started pecking at the window. James opened the window and untied the piece of parchment wrapped around the owl’s foot. You were able to read it over your shoulder.

James,

I made a huge mistake. Ring me in the morning?

Happy Christmas

Lily

#james potter #James potter x reader #James potter smut #bfd!James potter #harry potter #Aaron Taylor johnson #Aaron Taylor johnson smut #marauders #atyd marauders #sirius black #remus lupin

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ddejavvu · 1 month

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well I’m not sure how many u had, but I was thinking of the free use roommate (user manual and it’s sequel) and bfd with bsf harry and his uncles

i mean i still have them i just haven't really written anything on the docs in a while because i go through fandom phases and i haven't had a marauders one in a while. so i still like them, of course, but i don't have inspiration to write a ton of outside content about them. if i'm writing something that isn't requested it's always for the fandom i'm currently into, which at the moment is star wars, though i've been working on a top gun WIP because i was supposed to finish it this past monday 💀

#mei's mail

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bunnyvenomx · 1 year

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𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗟 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗔 𝗦𝗛𝗢𝗧𝗚𝗨𝗡 🧟

a prompt.

your hopes and dreams of finding anyone from your past have long since dissipated, so when the father of your childhood best friend comes to your rescue in what you presume to be your final moments, you can hardly believe it.

in the mood for morally grey bfd in an apocalyptic setting ??

he, a grumpy nomad with a deadeye, has done unspeakable things since you saw him on the sidelines of your last soccer game, becoming less and less human as the days pass. you, on the other hand, have been struggling for survival since being captured and utilized as bait by a group of marauders and highwaymen.

i’m thinkin thots about him cradling your face in his blood-stained hands and you falling asleep in his musky flannel shirts while waiting out a storm in a dilapidated house. he’d teach you how to shoot a gun, his hands on your hips and his breath on the nape of your neck.

when will you tell him that you’re a wanted woman ?

who would be a good subject for this one? ari levinson? frank adler?

anyone is welcome to use this prompt for inspiration. i only ask that you tag me so i can squeal and gush over your work. ♡

#prompts #chris evans #frank adler #ari levinson #steve rogers #fanfic #zombie au

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ao3feed-jily · 7 years

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Palo Alto

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2n4hdLs

by NachoDiablo

Remus, Sirius and James are living in Palo Alto, CA, a year after graduating from Stanford, along with their dealer-turned-friend, Peter. They’re working full time at the tech company they interned with as students. Remus is there to save money and keep his health benefits while looking into grad school options, James is there on a quest to romance their coworker Lily, and Sirius is there because the other two are. None of them are quite ready to grow up yet, so they spend most of their time plotting office pranks and throwing parties.

When James convinces Lily to attend the Marauders’ annual BFD concert after-party, they get ready to throw the most epic party of all time (or at least the most epic party thrown in the Bay Area in the last ten years) to finally win over her affections and prove that he’s serious about wanting a relationship. Meanwhile, Sirius is struggling with his feelings for Remus and questioning his sexuality, both of which get more difficult as time goes on.

Updated every Sunday.

Words: 5769, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M, M/M

Characters: Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, James Potter, Peter Pettigrew, Lily Evans Potter, Severus Snape, Marlene McKinnon, Dorcas Meadowes

Relationships: Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, James Potter/Lily Evans Potter

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Non-Magical, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Desi!James and Sirius, Black!Remus, Trans!Lily, Pansexual Remus, Demisexual Sirius, Asexual Sirius Black, he's figuring things out, but he's totally gay for Remus, Jealous Sirius Black, Friends to Lovers, Slow Burn, mostly a lot of fun and fluff, and lots of weed, it's NorCal, Come on, Trans Character, Asexual Character, no major angst, except the angst Sirius creates for himself

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2n4hdLs

#ao3feed #fanfic #Harry Potter #Jily #James Potter #Lily Evans #Lily Potter #Lily Evans Potter

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ao3feed-snape · 7 years

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Palo Alto

read it on AO3 at http://ift.tt/2n4hdLs

by NachoDiablo

Updated every Sunday.

Words: 5769, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M, M/M

Characters: Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, James Potter, Peter Pettigrew, Lily Evans Potter, Severus Snape, Marlene McKinnon, Dorcas Meadowes

Relationships: Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, James Potter/Lily Evans Potter

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2n4hdLs

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #Severus Snape #Snape #Professor Snape #SS

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ginevrapng · 9 months

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I saw that you were accepting requests and I was wondering if you could write something about best friends’ dads!marauders x reader or something like that?

If not, I completely understand! <3

i've never written bestfriends!dads before so i hope you enjoy it! i didn't know if you wanted me to include peter but the majority of marauders fics leave out peter and i think this concept works better without him. <3

there was a lot of great things about being harry potter's best friend, one of those things happens to be getting to spend time with his hot dad james, completely off limits dad. that doesn't stop you from thinking about how charming he is though.

you've seen photos of james when he were younger and harry is a spitting image of him. now with age he's changed in all the best ways, his hair less messy, neater with slightly having the appearance of being slicked back and with thicker frame glasses. a distinction between him and harry, both younger and older is his build, james being more built with broader shoulders and more muscular.

he's kind and considerate and always calls you 'sweetheart' making you flush and every time leaves you wide eyed. you've never heard him call anyone else sweetheart so it's always leaving you feeling bashful.

james tells you that you can come and visit and stay whenever you want and you're always welcome so whenever you spend time at harry's you also end up seeing his two godfathers who also spend a lot of time there. whenever that happens you are rather reluctant to leave the house, not just enjoying all the company that they deliver but also how attractive they are, just like james.

remus somehow always memorising you. like when he rolls his sleeves up so you can see his arms or how you swear you sometimes see in the corner of your eye glimpses of him looking at your lips while you're talking. his jumpers and cardigans always looking so comfortable and soft, you wonder what they'd look like on you. you think about his sandy hair that covers his eyes and his beautiful hazel eyes that crinkle when he smiles and how he always looks tired and how you'd happily let him rest and sleep on you. he never talks about his work but it must be pretty rough for him to constantly look so tired.

sirius is ruggedly handsome always leaning against walls instead of sitting down, even when a seat is available. leaving you watching longer than you should as you watch his pose and see him stretching causing his tshirt to rise, exposing a bit of his torso. he has his long jet black hair which now has streaks of grey that he constantly runs his hands through.

you're going back into the living room, where everyone is, after you went to the kitchen to get a glass of cold water due to the heat and see sirius moving in a way that momentarily makes you freeze.

"you alright doll?" sirius smirks at you after spotting you. you nod but are unable to stop shifting side to side nervously after being caught, causing him to raise his eyebrow, looking amused as he chuckles at you.

this is the first time any of them has addressed your behaviour towards them but they have all noticed your longing looks and shy glances.

they've all been waiting for the moment to make a move and they're starting to lose their patience. you were none the wiser with their intentions, trying to get you alone, away from your friends and away from harry, asking you personal questions and give you special attention.

"you got a boyfriend or girlfriend doll? sirius asked you out of the blue one day, catching you completely off guard.

you splutter and try to answer while james starts speaking. "you're not dating my harry are you sweetheart?"

"what! of course i'm not! we're just friends." you say probably louder than you should, wanting to defend yourself.

you hear someone coming up behind you, "good." remus clasps your shoulders with his hands, slowly rubbing them and making patterns with his thumbs before he moves away and goes to help sirius with the washing up.

fiddling with your fingers you watch them all clear the table and sort out things that needed to be doing in the house with a small dreamy smile on your face.

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ginevrapng · 7 months

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character guide

reoccurring characters i frequently write about or plan to

(i love getting requests and asks about these characters!)

— best friend!james

"can he really stay in denial and pretend he's not in love with you if lily knows, what if she's told the others. what if she's told you?" best friend james is kind of toxic. he's jealous and possessive. he tried to ignore his feelings and instead focused it all on lily evans, who they later dated and broke up with. you and james have been best friends for years, you've known each other since first year. you call him 'jamie' and no one else does. you have a playful relationship, it's also affectionate with hugging and physical contact in general. you get cold a lot and end up stealing his blankets and covers from his bed, james has no complaints because when he eventually gets them back they smell like you. you have no idea of james' feelings towards you. you fancied james at one point before deeming that you had no chance with him and you couldn't ruin your friendship you had together.

— bestfriends!dads marauders / bfd!marauders

"you're not dating my harry are you sweetheart?" "what! of course i'm not! we're just friends." you say probably louder than you should, wanting to defend yourself. your best friend is harry potter and the marauders have taken an interest in you. they've noticed your lingering looks and they're waiting on making a move. you spend a lot of time around harry, so you also spend a lot of time around them, every time they want to make you theirs more but they're being patient. they've fooled around together in the past, remus and sirius more often than the others. they'd have one night stands with random girls together. they don't want to treat you as a one night stand. harry and you are in your early 20s, the marauders being around 43. magic is never mentioned.

— boyfriend!neville

neville places a delicate kiss on your temple and speaks lowly into your ear, "love you flower." you two have been in a relationship for quite some time now. he tells you he loves you and you tell him you love him too. you're an intimate couple, always seen holding hands and cuddling. in private you are the same, you find it hard to keep your hands of each other, and mainly it's you that would be described as a more needy person, always wanting to kiss him and fuck him while neville tries his best to put his foot down, you're rather persistent though. boyfriend!neville is a soft dom and worships the ground you walk on. he has a slight geordie accent and loves pet names, calling you 'flower' and 'petal' a lot.

— friends with benefits james / fwb!james

he has to tell you. he has to tell you. i love you. i love you. i love you. your relationship is that you have no relationship. you're not really friends but make out all the time. you've never spoke to each other about what you are or your feelings but overtime you've both fallen in love with each other but the other one doesn't know, and the whole school doesn't even know that you know each other. if james mentioned your name to his friends he'd get confused looks and they wouldn't even know who you are. you're not a gryffindor and you're very different to james, quiet and well behaved. you don't stand out from the crowd and you don't wish to, you don't have many friends either, preferring spending time alone. james goes out of his way to learn your time table so he knows where you'll be and when, wanting to know when he can steal you away from your next class so he can see you. you both wish you could spend more time together but never mention it to each other. james calls you 'love' but you're oblivious to how genuine it is and how he never calls anyone else it.

#best friend!james #bfd!marauders #boyfriend!neville #fwb!james #♡ lana talks #♡ mine / writing #/////#harry potter #hp #james potter x reader #neville longbottom x reader #poly!marauders x reader #hp x reader fluff #hp x reader smut

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ginevrapng · 9 months

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𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

♡ = smut ///// ✿ = dark content ///// ∞ = fluff ///// ▷ = suggestive

marauders era

— james pining over chubby reader ∞▷

— best friend!james being in denial over his feelings towards chubby reader (ft lily x james) ✿♡

— best friend! james jealous over peter ∞

— "i've missed you" fwb!james x chubby (coded) reader ♡

— bfd!marauders x reader

— "did sirius black just wink at you?" sirius x chubby (coded) reader ∞

— "trust me" fwb!james x chubby (coded) reader ♡

— best friend! james wanting to spend time with you alone in his room ∞

— james with a mummy kink {{kinktober}} ♡

— poly!marauders with a somno kink/waking you up by eating you out {{kinktober}} ♡

— remus and hatefucking {{kinktober}} ♡ remus is kind of mean in this >:(

— regulus black with a puppy kink ♡

— fake dating trope with lily ∞

— sirius x chubby reader with a humiliation kink {{kinktober}} ♡

— bfd!marauders looking after you after a night out ∞▷

— remus fancies chubby reader but she's absolutely oblivious ∞

— james overhears people being mean about his chubby girlfriend ∞

— james comforts his chubby girlfriend as tells her how much he loves her and her body ∞

— "i'm not your boyfriend" remus x reader (angst)

— alphabet nsfw headcanons with peter ♡

— chubby teacher muggle reader meeting sirius ∞

— james 'breeding kink (+wants a big family)' potter ♡

golden era

— "did i ever tell you how beautiful you are?" george x slytherin reader (5.2k words) ∞

— soft somo with fred ♡

— "tits or ass?" golden trio era preferences ▷

— we're not dating! series masterlist

— thigh riding with boyfriend!neville ♡

— george loving his redhead/ginger girlfriend ∞▷

— laying on boyfriend!neville and thinking about your early years at hogwarts while tired ∞

— ron with a daddy kink {{kinktober}} ♡

— fred dating a muggle ∞

— dark!harry headcanons ✿

— fred x muggle!reader / going to weasleys' wizard wheezes for the first time ∞

— friends to lovers with george ∞

— you doubt harry's love for you ✿♡

— boyfriend!neville loves overstimulating you ♡

— harry doesn't like pulling out ✿♡

— spending christmas with your boyfriend george and the rest of the weasley's at the burrow ∞

*a lot of these readers are chubby or chubby-coded even if i don't specifically say they are the masterlist

— *ask of someone asking my favourite fics i've written at the time of answering (x)

#♡ masterlist #harry potter masterlist #marauders masterlist #marauders x reader #hp x reader #hp #marauders #/////////#chubby reader #plus size reader

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ginevrapng · 10 months

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hi, welcome to ginevrapng!

┆彡 this blog is 18+ !! sometimes i post/reblog explicit content

𝐈𝐍𝐁𝐎𝐗: open!

𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐌𝐄: lana♡ — 21 | she/her | bisexual | slytherin |

𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐎𝐖𝐍

𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆

𝐑𝐄𝐎𝐂𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄 (fwb!james, boyfriend!neville, bfd!marauders, best friend!james)

┆彡 i do not support jkr in anyway; seriously fuck jkr

favourites: ♡ fred, george, neville, ginny, luna, ron, remus, james ♡

#i've made a tumblr dedicated to hp fic content <3 (finally)(after like years)#♡ pinned #///////#hp #harry potter #hp x reader #harry potter x reader

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ginevrapng · 7 months

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hi, welcome to ginevrapng!

┆彡 this blog is 18+ !! sometimes i post/reblog explicit content

𝐈𝐍𝐁𝐎𝐗: open!

𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐌𝐄: lana♡ — 21 | she/her | bisexual |

𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐎𝐖𝐍

𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆: @uravitypng

𝐑𝐄𝐎𝐂𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄 (fwb!james, boyfriend!neville, bfd!marauders, best friend!james)

favourites: ♡ fred, george, neville, ginny, luna, ron, remus, james ♡

(i've reposted my pinned post because i had to change the links and the formatting quite a bit)

#♡ lana's pinned #edited and reposted pin post! <3 #♡ lana talks #///////////////#harry potter x reader #hp x reader #harry potter x reader fluff #harry potter x reader smut #hp x reader fluff #hp x reader smut

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ginevrapng · 4 months

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would it be alright if I made a character ai bot based off your BFD!Marauders fic? I'll send you the link if it's okay~

I loved it so much that I wanted to play around with the idea a bit, but no pressure at all! I'll understand either way <3

I'm sorry but I wouldn't feel comfortable with that idea at all. I'm glad you liked my bfd!marauders though

#♡ lana's letters

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ddejavvu · 2 years

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Just take a second to think about poly!bfd!marauders (this post is 18+, minors dni.) also, let me know if I should write a fic about this, because it’s been on my mind and I can’t stop thinking about it 🥴 this is a relatively dark concept, as the reader and the marauders have a large age gap, however, reader is above 18 and consenting. this isn’t a super organized fic but :) it could be :) if you want :)

(James is a single dad in this)

You’re Harry’s friend, and he invites you over the summer after you’re out of school. You meet his dad, and you can’t deny that the man’s attractive, but it’s the last thing on your mind as you get settled in. You’re making polite conversation with James and he’s super super nice to you, you start feeling welcomed right away, and you immediately have a good feeling associated with him.

You go to sleep that night with James’s kind words on your mind, his sweet “You’re welcome here anytime, sweetheart,” or the way he’d pulled you into a tight hug the second you’d arrived. You try to push down your growing attraction to him, because he’s your friend’s dad, and Harry’s sleeping right beside you, him on the floor beside his little twin bed that he let you have.

You wake up in the morning to the smell of pancakes, and Harry shaking you awake. You two make your way downstairs and James is in the kitchen, his boisterous laugh filling the room as he chats with a man that sits at the table.

You recognize the man from all of the pictures that Harry’s shown you, and greet his godfather with a warm smile. Sirius welcomes you just as James did, setting your place at the table beside his own. You managed to miss the glare that James shot his way, instead focused on the steaming pancakes set on the table, strawberry syrup drizzled delicately over the top.

Harry comments on how he’s surprised to see Sirius up this early in the morning and sirius merely laughs it off, sending you a dashing smile and telling his godson that he had to be up and moving to greet Harry’s guest.

Your former professor walks in only moments later, flashing you a kind smile and sitting down in the only empty seat left. You expect the conversation to be awkward around your previous teacher, but he’s warm and kind and makes you feel less like an inferior, a student, and more like a friend.

Day by day, you notice James’s friends showing up more and more often, and within two weeks you swear they’re living at Harry’s place. Harry seems just as confused by their constant presence as you do, but they’re all so nice to you that you aren’t able to judge them for it.

Finally, one night, you’re tossing and turning, and you decide to get a glass of water. You step into the bathroom but you realize that the glass you usually used was back in the kitchen, slowly descending the stairs to find the fire roaring, the three men you’d been seeing every day for two weeks huddled around the fire.

They instantly have their eyes on you, and you blush in the low light of the living room as you realize that you’re only wearing an old tshirt.

They each flash you matching grins, faces barely lit by the roaring fire. You mumble something about getting water, and duck quickly into the kitchen, back against the fridge as you take a moment to stabilize yourself.

They’re Harry’s family, one is his dad and the other are his ‘uncles’. It would be wrong to harbor feelings for any of them. It doesn’t matter if they’re handsome and charming and ridiculously fucking sexy, you’d be wrong to like them.

Your brain is a whirlwind and you’re reaching for a glass on the shelf, in your hazy state you don’t realize that you’ve knocked a glass off of the shelf and it’s in pieces all over your feet and the floor.

James is by your side before you can process what happened, his strong arms around you as he lifts you off of the ground and away from the broken glass. You feel him carry you out to the living room and you relax into his hold, almost upset when he sets you down in a chair in front of the fire.

“You guys help Y/N,” James’s soft voice warms your heart, “‘N I’ll get the glass cleaned up.”

You come to realize that your foot is knicked slightly, and it’s only a tiny scratch, but Remus and Sirius tend to it like it’s a gunshot wound. Remus has gauze spelled around your foot and Sirius coos soft praises at you for doing so well with your injury, and your brain is full of thoughts you’d be ashamed to let your best friend hear.

James finally comes back and you realize that you’ve been sitting in his seat. You quickly hop up and stand awkwardly by the fire, and James doesn’t hesitate to take his seat once more.

“Y/N,” his voice is soft and soothing, low so that his son doesn’t hear, “Y’dont have to be so shy around us, y’know.”

Sirius just chuckles and leans back in his chair, “‘S real cute though, doll.”

You’re starting to question if you’ve really been looking too far into things, if the welcoming hugs from James had been more than that, if Sirius’s teasing winks had been a different kind of teasing than you’d though they were, if Remus’s lingering stares weren’t just because you had something on your face.

Your suspicions are beautifully and exhilaratingly confirmed when James reaches a hand out, beckoning you back towards him. You perch hesitantly on the arm of the chair that he’s sitting on, and the conversation he starts up doesn’t match the falsely casual tone he says it in.

“So, Y/N, Harry hasn’t mentioned any boyfriend of yours. Is there someone we need to worry about?”

You desperately cling onto the notion that maybe he’s just being nice and overprotective with his son’s best friend, trying to ignore your growing excitement, but the wolfish grin that sirius sends you suggests anything but.

“No,” you begin, voice drowsy and trepidatious, “Why?”

“Jus’ wondered, pretty thing,” James reached up to brace a hand on your bare thigh, “if you’re not doing anything else,” you don’t miss the emphasis he puts on his innuendo, “Y’up for havin’ some fun tonight?”

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ddejavvu · 2 years

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are you gonna write more of the dbf fic with the marauders cuz it was so goooooood

today is multiverse monday! send me any au you can think of!

how about harry almost catching you all? this post is 18+, minors dni.

Sirius's harsh grip on your hair had you mewling in a tantalizing mixture of pleasure and pain, your mouth wide open as Remus's cock hit the back of your throat. You gagged painfully, tears in your eyes as you tried leaning back into James's embrace, his cock stuffing your dripping cunt from behind as you laid bent over James's bed.

Sirius didn't let you lean back, though, yanking upwards on your hair tighter until you cried out in pain, head forced back onto Remus as he thrusted into your mouth.

"Shut up, puppy," Sirius hissed, harshly pinching your sensitive clit as he watched James's dick piston in and out of you, "Harry's gonna hear you."

You'd snuck away from your best friend after a particularly exciting dream had your thighs rubbing together, slick pooling inside of you as you shakily got out of bed. You'd intended to only wake Remus, knowing that the rest would be too loud and too exhausting to deal with in the middle of the night, but rules were rules, and you had to be shared.

So now you found yourself here, hands desperately gripping the sheets that were sliding off of James's bed, trying in vain to ground yourself despite the six hands pulling you this way and that.

And inevitably, of course, you did wake Harry. Your best friend had only taken fifteen minutes to realize that you were no longer next to him, awoken by a shrill cry that sounded suspiciously like you.

He trekked down the hallway to his father's room, noting the dim light under the door and the repeated whines coming from within. Part of him was too sleepy to realize what was going on, until he finally touched the doorknob and one of the shrieks that came from inside sounded a lot more like a moan than a cry for help.

His stomach turned sour and he reared away from the door, head frantically putting two and two together. It couldn't possibly be. You would never, his dad would never, would you? Would he?

He finally raised a shaky hand to knock at the door, and all at once the movement inside stopped, cries suddenly muffled then ceased altogether.

He heard quick whispers from inside, heart pounding as he watched someone walk to the door. It was James who opened it, hands placed precariously over the bulge in his boxers, those and a tank top his only nightwear.

"Did you need something, son?" James's tone was strained and fraught with stress, panic alight in his eyes.

"Dad," Harry begun, "What's going on?"

"Nothing, nothing," James grinned, eyes darting to the part of the room that Harry couldn't see, "Just... Okay, listen, I'll be honest with you."

From under the invisibility cloak beside James's bed your mouth hung open in horror. James had sworn that he wouldn't tell Harry, no matter what happened. Your heart was pounding as it sunk into your stomach, your eyes trained carefully on your best friend's mistrusting face.

"Please do," Harry glared at his father, eyeing him suspiciously, "What are you all doing in here?"

He finally peered around the doorframe to see Remus and Sirius standing 'casually' inside, the former leaning against the dresser with a false grin and the latter leaning on the bed while whistling.

"Listen, son," James began, his voice gruff, "Sometimes, people need a... release."

Harry gags at his father's poor choice in wording, "God, dad, could this be any weirder?"

"It's normal!" James insisted, "Anyways, y'know, when you need that release, there's not always someone around to.. assist you."

"Oh my god," Harry grimaces, looking his father up and down, "Were you wanking?"

"Let's call it a group drain." James suggested, his tone light and lofty now that he'd steered away from the danger zone.

"Oh my god," Harry only got more disgusted, "Were you wanking together?"

"We're just really good friends," Sirius offered, stealing a glance down at your concealed form, "Y'know, it's less awkward to watch porn when there's someone else there, 'n I thought who better than my old schoolfriends."

Harry let his eyes slip shut, a shaky sigh coming from his lips, "First of all, why would it be less awkward to watch porn around other people? Actually," His eyes opened again, stressed and anxious, "Don't answer that. Second, your obsession with the Beatles has officially gone too far, the lot of you. Third, you're buying me earplugs tomorrow," Harry pointed accusatorily towards his father, "Now, I'm going to go get water. I don't ever want to hear about this again, and could you please try not to wake the whole neighborhood?"

"On it," James's charming grin seemed to work wonders even on his son, as the boy turned away from the door, mumbling under his breath something about how 'foul and soulless' his family was. You finally took in a shuddering breath, scrambling to get out from under the cloak when Harry was finally out of sight.

"No more tonight, m'love," Remus whispered, setting your nightdress right on your shoulders from where they'd flipped it askew to expose your breasts, "Now, go 'n clean up in the bathroom, jus' pretend y'went there."

You were sent off with a quick pat on the ass from Sirius and a soft kiss on the cheek from James, rushing across the hall to the bathroom and shutting the door before Harry could come back up again.

It wasn't easy to clean up the mess of cum that had begun leaking out of your stinging cunt, but you made quick work of it and managed to be standing in the doorway of the bathroom as Harry walked back up the stairs.

"Oh, Harry! Didn't know you were up," You grinned weakly, your insides aflame as much as your cheeks were, "I was just, um-"

"Listen," Harry groaned, "I don't know how much of that you heard, but if it was any at all, I'm sorry."

"Oh," You played off of his apology, "I didn't hear anything! What happened?"

"Nothing," Harry waved his hands and dismissed your question, "Let's just go to bed, I want to forget this so badly."

#poly!marauders #poly!marauders x reader #poly!bfd!marauders #poly!bfd!marauders x reader #poly!marauders fluff #poly!marauders fanfiction #poly!marauders smut #poly!marauders x reader smut #multiverse mondays #ddejavvu's multiverse mondays #james potter #james potter x reader #remus lupin #remus lupin x reader #sirius black #sirius black x reader

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