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The Cockroach

Hi ! Here is another request for my Comeback Event! This request was sent by @that-bwitch : ‘Carole, hi! Hopped on tumblr, saw that you’re back to writing and became very very happy :) Hope you’re still taking event requests. I would love me some Sirius Black with Professor AU and an angry love confession. All the best xx’.

Thank you for your request! I hope you like what I’ve written for you :)

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Pairing: Sirius Black x Reader

Warnings: nothing… just some adorable fluff and a jealous Sirius. Professor AU + angry love confession

Summary: Sirius and you have been getting closer and closer while teaching at Hogwarts together, but none of you seemed ready to take the first step to take your relationship further. However, the arrival of a new colleague might awaken some jealousy into one of you. Will it be enough for the two of you to finally act on your feelings?

Word Count: 3778

Sirius was staring at you from across the corridor.

He wished he could say that it was a rare occurrence, but it wasn’t. Actually, it was more and more common these days.

He lingered in the corridor, right before the door of his classroom, while his students entered. He lingered there, by the open door, just so he could look at you. Because you looked beautiful like this, bathing in the warm afternoon light coming in from the row of windows that ran down the corridor. You were walking with a quick pace, small and yet fast footsteps echoing through the hall. His entire body warmed up at the sight of the happy and friendly smile you offered him, hurrying towards him. His heart, especially, felt light and warm under his ribs. It skipped a beat, but Sirius didn’t mind. He merely smiled like a fool.

“Hello, Sirius!” you chimed, not slowing down your pace.

“Hello, Y/N. Late as always, I see,” he chuckled, crossing his arms and leaning against the wall.

“What can I say? Hogwarts has a terrible architecture. Can you explain to me why my room is on the opposite side of the building compared to where my classroom is? Don’t you think it would be more practical if the two were, at the very least, in the same wing?”

“But then, you wouldn’t pass before my class so often. And I would hate to miss that view.”

You rolled your eyes, but couldn’t refrain the smile that birthed on your lips, and Sirius was not fooled.

“Well, I reckon you have a class to give, Mr. Black,” you replied, finally coming to his level, and slowing down just enough to look at him in the eyes for a moment. “Your students seem to be waiting…”

Sirius smirked.

“I do indeed, have a class to give. And you still have three flights of stairs to climb…”

“Oh, shut it!”

Sirius merely laughed as you walked past him, his loud, merry laughter echoing through the hall. It sounded a little like a bark. You loved it. It was warm and infectious. It brought a smile to your lips you couldn’t refrain.

You merely hoped that he would never learn that for the past two years, you had refused to change rooms with your colleague teaching potions, because then, you would be much closer to your classroom…

… and you wouldn’t have to walk in front of Sirius’s class every day…

There was a new teacher in Hogwarts this year, and Sirius did not like him.

First, because he was replacing Remus who had dropped his position as Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher this year, to pursue some research in Canada. Canada. Ridiculous. Moony kept on repeating that it was only for a year, and that he would come back with brand new elements to add to his classes, and that it was important and lots of nonsense of the kind. So, the man replacing one of his best friends could not be, by definition, Sirius’s friend.

But then, there was also the fact that this new Professor Williamson was spending way, way too much time with you.

It was the end of October, on Halloween night, and the year was merely beginning. And Sirius was already planning on transforming this colleague of his into a cockroach, before squashing him under his boot.

The Cockroach, indeed, was talking to you again. As usual. On the long table set for the teachers of the school, Sirius sat right next to Minerva. Sirius had taken up her classes and responsibilities concerning Transfiguration and the Gryffindor House after she had become Headmistress. And along the years, he had truly become her right-hand man, hence his position around the dinner table. Although, Sirius liked to believe -and there was undoubtedly some truth in this statement of his- that she was simply very fond of her former student. He liked to play favourites, and even if McGonagall tried to deny it all, it was hard for her to hide her smiles before Sirius’s silliness. After all, she was fond of him…

You always sat next to Sirius, ever since that first day two years before when you arrived in Hogwarts, ready to teach Charms after Flitwick’s retirement. Sirius had welcomed you at the train station, he had showed you around and the pair of you had become inseparable ever since.

But now, everything was changing. Because now, next to you, was not seated Sirius’s best friend, but Leo Williamson. And Sirius hated his guts.

He rolled his eyes as he overheard the man’s third terrible joke of the evening. He would have done anything to break the ban on firewhiskey set on the school. He so desperately needed a drink…

He was already mad at the man, but Sirius choked on his water when he overheard Leo’s next words.

“What about we go to Hogsmeade together this weekend? I know a very good place to get dinner. It would be nice.”

A date… the Cockroach was asking you on a date.

Sirius hated himself for being unable to breathe as he waited for your answer, but he couldn’t help it.

“Oh, that would be nice! I can’t go this weekend, I won’t be at Hogwarts because someone in my family is getting married. But perhaps we can do this another day.”

Sirius held his fork so tightly he started to bend the tip.

You had not said ‘no’. It was a mere ‘later’.

Did you like that guy? Did you really like the Cockroach?

Next to Sirius, McGonagall struggled not to laugh at Sirius’s reactions.

He was silent for the remainder of the meal, but he waited for you to be done with your dessert anyway. Even if he wanted nothing but to be alone in his room for a while, he waited for you. He always did. He always walked to your room with you, crossing the castle just to listen to your voice for a little bit longer. It was worth the trouble.

His grey eyes settled on your merry features, and he couldn’t refrain a dreamy smile.

You were worth the trouble…

However, a higher authority must have decided that Sirius’s day would thoroughly be ruined, as Leo stood up to leave the hall with Sirius and you. And to be fair, the Marauder did not know how to react. He was simply so used to walk alone with you at night, crossing empty corridors together while you talked of silly things that he was at a loss for words when Leo followed you outside the Great Hall.

Sirius’s resolution to turn this man into an insect was more and more tempting.

He would have preferred not to go to Azkaban though, so he refrained his urge to annihilate the man who walked by your side. Instead, he followed the two of you in silence, a few steps behind, glowering at Leo.

He wanted to make this man pay so much…

He was ready to punch him in the face when Leo complimented your haircut.

Sirius couldn’t really blame him though, you did look dashing now, hair a little dishevelled after a long day. But then, you were always absolutely gorgeous…

Still. The Cockroach needed to be taught a lesson, and what better plan than to perform a little prank?

Sirius was Padftoot after all. He was part of the legendary Marauders. It was true that he was now a teacher, but still, he could surely pull up a decent prank that would make his rival look absolutely ridiculous. And Sirius would be delighted at the sight.

You walked further down a couple of corridors, and then Sirius had the perfect idea. He wondered why he hadn’t thought of that before, actually. He was getting old, for sure. His mischievous reflexes were slowing down…

As you walked through a larger corridor, the passage was decorated for Halloween, with cobwebs, candles and carved pumpkins hovering high above the ground, near the ceiling.

One of the pumpkins down the corridor had a particularly vicious expression. Perfect. It was exactly what Sirius had in mind…

As discreetly as possible, Sirius took his wand out of his pocket. He didn’t need to speak the spell out loud though, he was talented enough at non-verbal magic to ensure that the pumpkin would fall right onto the professor’s head…

He would have been lying if he had claimed that he didn’t enjoy it. He felt like a teenager all over again. The rush of adrenaline was the same, he almost expected for Remus or James to peer into the passage from an alcove to watch the prank unfold.

He tried to hide the movements of his wrist as he flicked his wand, but it was unnecessary anyway, you and Leo were still chatting and you didn’t seem to be paying much attention to Sirius. Still, he tried to hide his movements as he guided the carved pumpkin towards the middle of the corridor, right on Leo’s path. It was hovering near the ceiling, and Sirius added another spell to make the orange vegetable a little softer, making sure that it would break upon his rival’s head.

Only a few more steps for the teacher to take, and he would be right under the pumpkin… oh… he would lose all of his sex appeal once covered with orange food. Sirius couldn’t wait to see this…

He counted, needing to release the pumpkin from his levitating spell at the right time.

Three.

Two.

One…

Another flick of his wrist, and Sirius made the pumpkin fall right on top of Leo’s head.

It crashed onto the professor in a thud, spilling some gooey food all over him. Sirius exploded with laughter at the sight. Leo had bits of orange vegetable in his hair and covering his shoulders, and the candle that had been inside the pumpkin had burned a hole in the teacher’s robes as it fell to the ground. When Leo turned to Sirius with a glare and clenched fists, all the mischief maker could do was to double with laughter, crying at how ridiculous his rival looked.

That was a good one. He would have to tell Remus everything about it.

He finally turned to you, expecting to find you laughing as well, but instead you seemed… worried…

Why were you worried?

“Leo, are you okay?”

The professor turned towards you again.

“Sure, I’m alright just… dirty.”

“I don’t know what happened… I…”

But Leo glowered at Sirius again. Oh, he knew what had happened… and Sirius gave him an innocent look that actually revealed how guilty he was.

“It’s nothing, I’m sure,” Leo mumbled. “I’ll just… call it a night, I guess. I reckon that I need a shower.”

You followed his gaze to look at Sirius, and he gave you a smile. He didn’t get why you glared at him all of a sudden.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Y/N,” said Leo.

“Yes, good night. I… I’m sorry this happened. Are you sure you’re not hurt?”

“No, no… I’m fine. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Before you could add anything, Leo was walking away.

“Good night, Leo!” Sirius shouted after him, a satisfied grin on his lips.

He was chuckling when he turned to you again, but the look of anger on your face made him fall silent instantly.

“What?” he asked with a frown.

“Did you do that?”

Your voice was trembling with anger now. You were mad, clearly. Sirius’s frown deepened.

“What makes you think that?” he defended himself.

But you were not fooled.

“I don’t know, Sirius. You do have a reputation from when you were a student here. And it is the first time that I hear about a pumpkin falling on its own!”

“Oh, come on now! Don’t be like that! Have you seen his face? It was hilarious!”

“I don’t find it funny.”

“Come on, no one got hurt! It was an innocent prank.”

“So, you do admit that you’re the one who sent this pumpkin falling on his head!”

“Yes! Yes, alright! I did it! I admit it! I plead guilty! Happy now?” Sirius fought back, raising his voice now as he opened his arms wide.

“Merlin! How old are you, Sirius? 12?” you asked, and your voice was getting louder as well.

You could feel that the situation was getting out of hand, that you both were losing your cool… but you couldn’t help it… you were too angry.

“Why are you so mad? It was just a joke!” Sirius asked, and he still seemed confused before your reaction.

“He could have been hurt! These pumpkins are heavy!”

“I made it softer, it was perfectly safe.”

“Did you plan that?”

“How could I have planned that, I didn’t know this Cockroach would walk with us tonight.”

“Cockroach? Seriously?”

You heaved a frustrated sigh, clenching your jaw.

“You are unbelievable. Immature. A pain in the arse, Sirius.”

“Well, thank you for the compliments,” he replied wryly.

“Why are you being so mean to Leo, anyway? He’s very nice, you know?”

Sirius rolled his eyes.

“He is,” you insisted. “And you’ve been insufferable around him ever since the beginning of the year! Why?”

Sirius shrugged. How could he answer that? He couldn’t tell you that he was jealous. That he liked you. That he… that he loved you, actually. And that it drove him crazy to have a rival, because he wasn’t sure how to tell you how he felt and he needed time to gather his courage, and what if you pushed him away if he talked to you and…

He forced his mind to quieten again. He had to remain calm. He had to carefully choose his words now…

“I simply don’t like him. It happens. Can’t love everybody, you know?”

“Stop lying.”

Your voice was lower again, but now it was deadly cold. And he hated it. He preferred when you were almost shouting at him. Because this… this sounded distant and emotionless and he hated it…

He winced.

“I… I don’t like him, okay? Now, it isn’t a big deal. Was it immature? Probably. Was it stupid? Maybe. But I didn’t hurt the guy or do anything serious…”

“That was mean!”

“Yes, well, I was pissed, okay? Sorry if I have human emotions every once in a while!”

His voice had risen again, and his anger was growing at each passing second. All of this was ridiculous…

“It was uncalled for!” you fought back, your tone and anger matching his again. “He didn’t do anything! What were you even mad about?”

“His existence.”

“Oh, come on! What did he do to piss you off like that?”

“Nothing…”

“STOP LYING!”

This time you had not merely raised your voice, you were shouting. You were shouting at him, and Sirius wasn’t sure how to handle that. He had never heard you screaming like this. You seemed truly upset…

He could feel his heart beat faster and faster and he wasn’t certain if it was out of anger or discomfort; but he hated it, of that he was certain. He didn’t want you to be so angry against him he wanted you to… he wanted to…

He heaved a frustrated sigh, shrugging.

“It was a stupid prank,” Sirius answered, struggling to keep his voice quieter, calmer than your tone, in an attempt to calm you down too. “I’ll admit, I didn’t think much before doing it. But it was merely a prank. I didn’t hurt him, he’s perfectly fine. Only his ego got a little bruised, and honestly, considering how condescending he can be, I reckon I’ve actually done something good for the entire community tonight.”

But you shook your head at him, taking a step closer.

“Why did you do that? Why, Sirius?”

“You are insufferable with all your questions!” snapped Sirius, trying to take a step back, but you grabbed his sleeve.

He was about to break, and he knew it. Because there was something a little desperate in your gaze, and if you kept on pushing him to talk, Sirius knew that he would tell you everything and he couldn’t… he couldn’t lose you…

“Why?”

“I told you, I don’t like him.”

“Why?”

“Y/N…”

“WHY?”

“BECAUSE HE LIKES YOU!”

He ran a hand in his long dark hair in frustration, before looking at you again.

“Because he’s constantly flirting with you, and he… and you were ready to go on a bloody date with him!”

He turned around, struggling to calm down. He threw his head back and took a deep breath.

“Why would you be upset by that?” you asked, but this time there was no anger in your voice. Still, it was trembling.

Sirius let out a wry laugh.

“What do you think?” he rhetorically asked, shaking his head, his back still to you. “What do you think, Y/N? Why do I walk with you after every meal when my chambers are on the opposite side of the castle? Why do I spend so much time with you? Why would I be jealous?”

He turned to you again, and you could see that he hated himself for telling you all this. It was written there, in his grey eyes; they seemed almost as hard as granite now, and yet there was also sorrow tainting his gaze when he looked at you.

“I like you, Y/N,” he went on through gritted teeth. “I like you, and this jerk is there, flirting with you and asking you on dates and…”

He heaved a sigh, and he seemed tired, all of a sudden.

“You’re going to hate me now, right?”

He closed his eyes, before running his hand across his face.

“I’m sorry, okay? Let’s just… forget all this happened.”

“You like me?”

Sirius finally looked at you again. You didn’t seem angry anymore. You seemed… confused. But then, there was something else that shone in your eyes that looked like hope…

Sirius had spoken too much already, anyway. Might as well confess it all. He had ruined everything already…

“Actually… I feel something… a little stronger than that. But yeah… I guess you can put it that way,” he answered, his gaze lost in your eyes.

Your lips slightly parted in shock. He didn’t know what to make of your gesture.

“I know you don’t feel the same, it’s okay,” he went on.

But you shook your head.

“I… Yes. Okay. Yes.”

Sirius quirked an eyebrow.

“What? What are you talking about?”

“Yes, I want to go on a date with you. Saturday night?”

He stared at you, aghast… completely taken aback.

“Wh… what?”

“Oh no… the wedding… you could come with me to the wedding?”

Sirius blinked a couple of times. You were looking at him with wide eyes, you seemed out of breath and terribly nervous but… there was no trace of anger, or sadness left in your gaze.

Sirius tried his hardest to wrap his mind around what your words meant.

“You… you want me to take you on a date?”

“Yes.”

“At your friend’s wedding?”

“Why not?”

“So… you would be taking me on a date, then.”

“Oh… yeah, I guess so.”

“At your friend’s wedding.”

“Yeah.”

“Absolutely not.”

He saw you panicking, and hurried to go on.

“I am taking you on a proper date. One that doesn’t involve dozens of people I don’t know around. One that does not involve anyone but us. Tomorrow night?”

“Tomorrow? It’s Wednesday.”

“And? We’re teachers, we don’t have a curfew.”

“Right… that’s true.”

“Then… I’ll take you on a date, tomorrow night. 7pm? I’ll drop by your room?”

“Okay.”

“Great.”

The two of you stared at each other for a while, not certain to fully comprehend what had just happened and transpired between the two of you. It was nice though. An excellent news for sure. And you wished you could be smart enough and mysterious enough to hide the truth, but you were too upset at that moment, too happy as well, too excited, too shocked…

“I’m in love with you, by the way.”

His eyes grew round, and you were certain that he would push you away this time. It was one thing to confess that you liked someone, and it was another entirely to confess that you loved them…

You could feel tears forming at the corner of your eyes.

“I’m sorry… I… I shouldn’t have said that…”

But before you could add another word, Sirius had taken the three steps that separated the two of you, was holding your face with both his hands, and was crashing his lips to yours.

And by Merlin’s beard it was one hell of a kiss…

You lost your fingers through his dark hair once you were able to react and kiss him back, after the first shockwave had passed. He brushed his thumbs across your cheeks, making your heart flutter. And Merlin, his lips against yours, and the taste of his tongue on yours…

When the two of you finally broke the kiss, you were both breathless, dizzy, heads spinning and hearts pounding.

When you opened your eyes once more, it was only to be lost into Sirius’s grey stare.

He struggled to swallow, you saw his Adam’s apple moving up and down.

“I… I love you too, by the way,” Sirius whispered, but you heard him loud and clear.

Your lips broke into a wide grin.

“You do?”

“Of course, I do…”

You giggled, you couldn’t help it. This whole situation was surreal. He finally wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you close to him while you rested your temple against his jaw.

“Can I ask you something?” he whispered, and you silently nodded to let him continue. “Were you really thinking about going on a date with the Cockroach?”

You laughed.

“Stop calling him like that!”

“The nickname suits him.”

“No, it doesn’t. And no, I wouldn’t have gone on a date with him.”

“Really?”

“Obviously. I mean… why do you think I’m keeping my room on the opposite side of the castle compared to where my classroom is? Because then I have to walk before your class every day, and it gives me a good excuse to see you, even if it’s just for a minute… Why would I go on a date with anyone but you, then?”

Sirius grinned. You didn’t recall seeing such a bright smile on his face before.

“You really are going to be the death of me…”

But before you could argue, he was kissing you again, and you didn’t complain…

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