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moim0i · 6 months
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Promises Left Behind
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Pairing: Young Sirius Black x Gryffindor Female reader
Warnings: arranged marriage (but they actually love each other), abandonment, pure-blood ideology
Summary: Sirius Black and Y/N L/N have been betrothed to each other since birth, a way to reunite and strengthen the blood of house Black and house L/N. Sirius loved Y/N with all his heart and promised her and himself that he'd protect her as long as he lived. After a nasty argument with his mother, Regulus wasn't the only thing Sirius left that night.
part two /// part three
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the l/n's are what people call 'truly pure-blood', along with the blacks. ever since they were born, sirius black and y/n l/n have been promised to marry each other.
at first when sirius found out, he was completely furious on the matter. how could his parents just marry him off already? he's just a boy.
but when sirius finally met his betrothed, he didn't expect what she was like at all. he thought, like most pureblood girls, that she was cruel, snotty, and sadistic but she wasn't.
y/n was a gentle soul, a beautiful flower. the complete opposite of someone like his wrench of a mother.
the two children sometimes dressed up as a princess and a knight. sirius, the chivalrous knight, promises the ethereal princess, y/n, to be her sworn sword and promises to protect her from the harms of the Wizarding world and both of their parents. promising to always be there to protect her.
sirius and y/n became fast friends when their parents left them alone to be acquainted with each other. Oftentimes they would be found in sirius' room or outside playing with each other. sometimes you can even see regulus trailing behind the two.
"Reggie, leave us alone," the 10-year-old sirius huffed as he looked back at his younger brother who was gripping the back of y/n's dress, following the 2 older children.
the 7-year-old black just shook his head in response and gripped the dress harder, "no, let me play with you guys please!"
"I don't need my snot-nosed brother ruining my date, Reg," sirius argued and flicked little Reggie's forehead.
"come on, sirius. let regulus join, he must be lonely in this big house," y/n cooed as she petted regulus' hair like a cat. the young boy gave her a sweet smile and looked over at his brother, waiting for his response.
"fine but don't tell mother."
the little boy cheered as he dragged the girl off to sirius' room, as said boy just rolled his eyes and trailed behind them. he gave an annoyed look when regulus turned around to face him and stuck out his tongue before returning to the girl beside him.
"we're going to hogwarts next year, love. what house do you want to be in?" sirius asked as the two of them sat across from each other on the boy's windowsill.
"I'm not quite sure, I know my parents and yours want me to go into slytherin but I don't know..." the girl shrugged her shoulders as she looked outside.
"I for one hope I get into gryffindor," the medium-haired boy said proudly as the girl across from him had a shocked look on her face.
"gryffindor? sirius, are you mad? your mother would blow a fuse," y/n informed worriedly, she knew what walburga would do if that did happen.
"all the more to do it," sirius smirked. "I don't want to be in the house that my mother and the rest of my family have been in, they're despicable and cruel. I want to break the tradition, the first black in gryffindor."
"that's quite admirable and brave," y/n stared at sirius with a slight twinkle in her eyes. "I hope to end up in gryffindor too in that case."
"what? y/n, no. don't follow me, please. your parents will be furious, I don't want you to get in trouble."
"where you go, I go," y/n said and grabbed one of Sirius's hands, rubbing small circles on it.
sirius stared at y/n with a softness he never thought he could hold while being in this godforsaken house. but he did. for her.
"what about you reg? what hogwarts house would you like to be in?" the girl asked regulus who was sitting at sirius' desk, playing with the many trinkets on it.
"slytherin obviously," the other boy said and turned towards them. in all seriousness, sirius forgot regulus was there... and he wished it remained that way.
"mama's boy," sirius signed to y/n who slapped his chest in return.
"don't be rude," she whispered to the older black brother. "that's cool, regulus! would you play quidditch too?"
the younger boy straightened up, a conversation he was finally interested in.
"yeah! I hope to be a seeker," the boy grinned.
sirius just rolled his eyes for the nth time. sirius wanted to be the seeker for his house as well.
"im sure you'll get it regulus. I've seen you ride on a broom before, you're very good for your age," y/n complimented as the other boy just blushed and thanked the girl. "hey! what's that?"
the girl got up from the windowsill and walked towards Sirius' small bookshelf as the boy quickly followed after her.
"'the outsiders'?" the girl asked as she inspected the book in her hand.
"a muggle book!" regulus gasped and stared at it with wide eyes.
"I didn't know you could read," the girl giggled as the older black snatched the book from her hands and hid it under his pillow.
"I can read thank you very much," he snarked at y/n.
"mother is going to be furious!"
"she doesn't need to know, Reginald," sirius replied as he jabbed his finger at the younger boy's side. regulus flinched and yelped from the sudden attack.
"how did you even get that?" the girl asked.
"there's a muggle market not too far from here. they have everything. books, produce, clothing," sirius explained. "maybe I should bring you there one day."
"I'd love that," y/n smiled up at sirius.
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it's been a few years since that day. sirius and y/n were now in their 6th year at hogwarts and decided to spend their spring break at the potters along with the other marauders and lily evans. the two purebloods were sorted in gryffindor much to their parent's dismay but the two didn't care, they had each other and that's all that mattered.
"you two cannot wear that," James said looking at his two friends.
currently, the group of friends were all going to the muggle mall near James's house and sirius, along with y/n, unfortunately only had pureblood Wizarding attire... which was severely outdated in the muggle world.
"you guys look like you're auditioning for Hamlet and Ophelia," Lily laughed.
"ham-who?" sirius asked, confused.
"what she means to say is, you guys look like you came from straight from the 1600s," Remus chimed in.
"it's the only type of clothing we have, our parents would kill us if we had muggle clothing in our closets," y/n sighed as she looked down at her solid overall dress and white blouse while sirius looked like he had a poet/musketeer shirt with black slacks.
"that can only mean one thing, lads," James giggled with a grin on his face.
"shopping!" the group cheered.
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the group did receive many odd looks from the muggles, mainly y/n and sirius.
while everyone else was wearing colourful 70's clothing, the two were wearing very dull and formal clothes. it was giving cottagecore and Narnia.
"oh! y/n let's go over there!" Lily linked her arm with the other girl and dragged her away into one of the many clothing stores in the mall. the boys followed the girls inside the store as well.
"my parents would freak out if they saw me wearing these clothes," y/n gushed as she looked through the clothing racks with very colourful and some revealing items.
"here try this, y/n!" Lily explained as she shoved a bunch of clothing onto the girl's arms. it was an understatement to say that lily was excited to go shopping with another girl.
since going to hogwarts, her relationship with her sister petunia was straining. her sister barely even looked at her while she was at home anymore and it hurt her. she hadn't had the chance to do these things with another girl in a long time. y/n was the closest thing she had to a sister so she was truly happy.
"oh! thanks!" y/n said as Lily guided her to the changing rooms.
"do you think this would look good on, y/n?" Peter came up to remus and asked.
"no," Remus disregarded as he continued to look through the racks of clothing. "not her colour."
"oh... alright I'll keep looking," Peter concluded and walked off.
remus seemed content with himself as he pulled out some clothes he thought y/n would like, but it was quite hard to look for clothes for her. remus never saw her outside of wearing her school uniform and Wizarding garb so frankly he didn't know what she looked good in or what she liked.
"what about this," James pulled out a graphic tee from the rack and displayed it to sirius.
"ew james no," sirius said as he lowered his friend's hand that held up the shirt. "that looks so ugly, do you want me to look like a geek?"
"what? it doesn't look that bad..." the boy mumbled as he put the shirt back.
"of course you would say that," sirius said walking somewhere else.
"hey! what is that supposed to mean?"
"y/n are you ready yet?" lily asked the girl through the curtain.
"yes... I don't know about this lily..." y/n said as she poked her head out.
"oh come on, show us! don't be shy!" Lily encouraged which caught the other boys' attention. remus, with his many items of clothing in his arms, along with Peter, James, and sirius stood in front of the changing rooms waiting for the grand reveal.
"I'm sure you look lovely, darling," sirius called out.
y/n stepped out of the curtain and her group of friends either let out a gasp or widened their eyes.
she was wearing a cute tie front crop top and some fun flared trousers to match.
"you look awesome!" Lily beamed as she walked towards the girl excitedly and started fixing some corners of the clothing while james let out a low whistle in support.
"it looks good on you," Remus smiled while Peter gave a thumbs up.
"you look stunning, dear," sirius complimented as he took all of her in, head to toe. "absolutely ravishing."
"thank you," y/n smiled up at him.
"c'mon, remus has more clothes for you to try," Lily said dragging the scarred-up boy closer, who had a pile of clothes in his arms.
"thank you remus, these look nice," she took the clothes from his arms and went back to the changing room to sort and try them out.
for the next 20 minutes, the group of friends waited outside while y/n came out every now and then with different types of clothing. it was like their own personal runway fashion show as they all gave their opinions and compliments with each outfit. some outfits were nice while some were jokes (thanks to James who wanted to see what the girl looked like in outlandish clothing) but it didn't matter because the group was having fun and laughing.
they were having so much fun that some passerbyers gave them some looks, some were annoyed with how loud and rambunctious they sounded but the group paid no mind.
"lily you really don't have to pay for all of this," y/n pleaded as the group of gryffindors were done with their little fashion show and the girl picked out her favourite ones.
"oh hush, y/n. this was an incredible experience and I had a lot of fun. let me pay for it as a thank you," Lily explained as she gave some cash to the employee at the register. "plus I'm pretty sure you don't have muggle money to pay for it anyway."
the other girl looked down sheepishly because it was true, she never even held muggle money before.
"I'll pay you back for this, I swear!" y/n said as the cashier gave some change back to lily, who thanked them, and started putting all the items of clothing into bags.
"I can't wait for that day," Lily smiled at the girl.
"what about you sirius? have you found anything you liked?" y/n turned to her betrothed as he shrugged his shoulders.
"nothing here. didn't feel any of the clothing really but something caught my eye earlier when we were walking around the mall," sirius said as the cashier finished up. as the 2 girls were about to grab the bags, sirius was quick to intercept them. "let me get those, ladies."
"wow, ever the gentleman sirius," y/n laughed as Lily rolled her eyes playfully.
"of course, malady," he mocked still wearing his old fashion clothing as the group exited the store.
it was quick for sirius to build his own style of clothing. he knew what he wanted.
the thing that sirius fell in love with was a leather jacket he saw on display and y/n had to agree it screamed sirius.
he really did look like a 70's Rockstar with his long wavy hair and iconic leather jacket.
"what do you think, love?" sirius spun towards y/n who had a big grin and blush on her face.
"absolutely dashing, my prince," she giggled as sirius twirled her around.
the group spent a few more hours inside the mall having fun. remus got a few more sweaters to add to his collection along with some books to read while Peter got some records to play. y/n even got lily a cute newsboy cabbie hat that the ginger-haired girl loved.
the group of friends were now walking along the neighbourhood, James promised he had something fun planned so the others just blindly went along.
"muggles are so cute," y/n said suddenly as she saw a group of young children pass by with their bikes. sirius couldn't help but snort at the comment.
"why do you say that?"
"I don't know... walking around and being with muggles... their life seems so nice," y/n looked to her side to see an old couple sitting by their porch talking as the old lady was knitting something. "they don't have to worry about the horrors in our world."
y/n was referring to the uprising of voldemort and death eaters.
"I'm sure they have troubles of their own we don't know about," sirius replied as he took in the peacefulness of the muggle neighborhood, something he never experienced.
"you're right, but sometimes I just don't want to think about what's happening to the Wizarding world as of late and just live peacefully amongst the muggles."
"that does sound nice," sirius smiled thinking of a life with y/n where they weren't pureblood wizards. just regular people.
"I hope in another life we'll find each other again. a life without magic. a life without voldemort," the girl confessed as she grabbed Sirius's hand.
"of course, we'll find each other again, I'll look for you every time."
"hey, guys! over here!" James shouted. the group needed to go through a dense forest.
"this is a bit much don't you think, prongs?" sirius asked as he shoved away some leaves and branches from his face.
"it'll be worth it trust me," James replied and tripped over a big tree root.
"OW!" Peter yelled as one of the branches lily was shoving away smacked the poor boy at the face.
"oops! sorry!"
"is this really okay?" Peter asked as he tripped on the same root that James did. "what if we get a staph infection?"
"I'll give you a staph infection," Remus said absent-mindedly as he plucked out some leaves and sticks that got stuck on his jumper.
the rest of the group laughed at Remus' reply.
"here we are!" James announced as the group was met with a big cliff with water at the bottom of it.
"you've outdone yourself, Jamie," sirius said as he looked over the cliff. it was quite high.
"who goes first?" Peter asked.
"odds on?" James suggested.
"no, you go," sirius replied.
"maybe who can spit out the biggest loogie?"
"that's disgusting Peter," Remus gagged.
"we'll go," Lily said behind them.
the group of boys turned around to find the two girls already in their undergarments as they ran towards them.
"whimps!" y/n yelled as she held lily's hand and the two of them jumped off the cliff together and splashed into the water.
"holy shit!" James yelled but he had a huge smile on his face.
"well lads... there's only one thing to do," sirius said as he took off his leather jacket and the rest of his clothing until he was in his underwear.
one by one each of the boys jumped off the cliff and into the water. the others cheering as they did.
once they were all in the water, James splashed a handful of water right onto lily's face as y/n laughed. soon they all started having a water fight, remus included, as sirius jumped onto James's back. James got a face full of water so he tried to put sirius' head underwater in retaliation.
they then got onto each other's shoulders trying to push the other back into the lake. sirius was held up by James and y/n held lily on her shoulders, remus was on Peter's. sirius and James won the battle only because they played dirty.
after some minutes in the water, the group decided to go back up the cliff because their hands started to prone badly.
Lily put her shirt back on as she sat down with y/n's head on her lap. sirius draped his leather jacket over y/n's body to cover her as Lily threaded her fingers through the girl's scalp.
it was relaxing for y/n. laying down with the sun's heat beating down on her on the lap of a pretty woman who was massaging her head. life truly couldn't get any better.
"hey, pads," James called out to sirius who was resting beside him on the large rocks. "what are you doing after hogwarts? it's our last year next year"
"I'm not quite sure mate," sirius said as he flipped through the magazine lily had in her bag. "probably run away from home and take y/n with me. live our own lives. in terms of career... probably an auror?"
"sounds wonderful," James replied and turned to the other two marauders. "what about you lot?"
"considering my condition I can't be picky," Remus sighed. "honestly I'll take what I can get as a career."
"I'll probably work at the ministry," Peter shrugged his shoulders. "what about you, prongs?"
"I do like a good adventure," James grinned. "I think padfoot had a good idea of being an auror. or maybe a professional quidditch player is more up my alley."
"well if you do end up being a quidditch player, we'll make sure to go to all your games," y/n chimed in.
"what about you, y/n? what would you do after hogwarts?" lily asked the girl on her.
"maybe a curse breaker. if I'm being honest I haven't thought about it that much. a magizoologist is also an option," the girl thought out loud.
"how about you lilyflower?" James asked as Lily rolled her eyes at the nickname.
"I don't know... there are so many things I want to do," the muggleborn confessed. "I do like helping others so I might become a healer at st.mungos or go back to hogwarts as a professor. or I might even advocate for muggles and muggleborn rights."
y/n smiled at the last one.
"I like that one," y/n said. "you should do that one."
"one thing I know for sure is that we're all still going to be friends with each other, right guys?" sirius asked.
"yes."
"of course!"
"always."
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spring break ended and soon after their 6th year at hogwarts. it was late at night when sirius came back from his outing with y/n.
the two were out in a remote part of London, stargazing in the dark. many confessions and wishes were shared that night. y/n even gifted sirius a cute little bracelet she found at the muggle mall during their spring break. it was red and black and had a little dog paw as a charm. it reminded her of sirius so she bought it (with lily's money of course) and gave it to him. sirius swore to never take it off that night.
when sirius got home he didn't expect regulus to be up as well. it was 2 a.m. what was he doing up?
"you've been out late," regulus stated.
"why do you care?" sirius asked bitterly. "hey, where did you get that?"
sirius stopped to look at his younger brother a bit closer.
"get what?" regulus asked.
"that!" sirius pointed towards his neck. he was referring to a beautiful snake broach on the collar of his shirt.
regulus was silent for a moment before answering, "y/n got it for me... after spring break."
"why would she get that for you?" sirius sneered, a growing feeling bubbling in his stomach.
"because she's nice," regulus replied just as bitterly. "and unlike you, she hasn't forgotten about me, your own brother."
"you're not my brother," the older black said quickly, remembering the dark mark that's now imprinted on the young boy's arm. ever since he found out, he cut all ties with regulus but it was hard considering they lived together.
"she loves you, you know that," regulus said after sirius walked passed him. he knew how sirius could get. the gryffindor was always insecure with the fact that y/n could leave him any moment and be engaged with regulus if his parents or hers saw it as appropriate.
"that bothers you?" sirius tested without turning around to face the boy. sirius knew. sirius always knew of regulus' crush on his fiancee and it unnerved him because, to him, regulus was always the perfect boy. regulus always got whatever he wanted. it was blatantly obvious when they were children.
"sirius i-"
"forget about it, regulus," sirius interrupted as he continued to walk away. regulus just shook his head and walked away as well. that was truly the last time the black brothers were ever going to talk to each other.
sirius needed to hurry. he promised y/n that he'd come by her house later.
"what on earth are you wearing!" a voice shrieked and sirius went rigid.
"mother-"
"NO! do not call me that! I am no longer your mother," walburga shouted. "sirius, I cannot believe you're still fraternizing yourself with mudbloods and blood traitors! it's a disgrace to the family name and our blood heritage."
"mother, you're so blinded by your ideology that you can't see the harm it's causing. I've been around muggles and muggleborns and they're nice people," sirius tried to reason but his mother wouldn't budge.
"harm? sirius, the only harm happening is you tainting our family's reputation! you're a disgrace to our family and I won't tolerate it any longer, you've even tainted poor y/n into your wrenched ways," walburga argued and sirius couldn't help but get angrier.
"don't bring her up in this," sirius warned.
"then leave," the woman demanded. "as of tonight you are no longer a black. leave this house. as for y/n, you are no longer the one to marry her and you will not contact her, ever."
"you... you can't just do that," the young boy said with tears in his eyes.
"I can! I will!" walburga then quickly walked away towards the direction of sirius' room, the boy following right after her.
"what are you doing?" sirius yelled as he saw his own mother cast confrigo in his room, burning all the stuff in it. muggle and non-muggle things alike.
sirius stood frozen in front of his room as all of his things were burned to a crisp right in front of his eyes. when he got his senses together he just ran.
ran outside a place he once called home. ran far away and never looked back.
that night, regulus wasn't the only thing that sirius left behind.
sitting on her windowsill looking at the moon was y/n. waiting for sirius to get her so they can run away together.
as regulus watched his brother run away he couldn't help but see something at the front of the door. there sat the red and black bracelet y/n gave sirius, broken from the struggle the boy endured when throwing the front door open.
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roesworks · 28 days
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my marauder's sex headcannons
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james, sirius, and remus x female reader
WORD COUNT : 723
i wanna feed you guys (after literally a year) so enjoy my personal headcannons
james potter -
he is a certified switch. he leans more on the dominant side, but sometimes he just has a need to be told what to do.
when you're on top, without a doubt he is calling you mommy. not to mention, he will whine. he's always whining.
plus he will NEVER SHUT UP.
HE WILL ALWAYS PRAISE YOU.
"you're doing so good f'me, my love."
and he will never hit you or degrade you. he thinks that's just plain mean.
sex should be fun. he does it often so that he can skip out of doing cardio. killing two birds with one stone.
on the aspect of cardio, though, james can last a long time. he could go the entire night if he really wanted to.
"please just one more. one more, i promise."
he's a big guy, so you already KNOW that dick is at LEAST nine inches.
"it won't fit-" "-i'll make it fit."
HE LOVES THE STOMACH BULGE
fucking under the cloak.
while he doesn't like to hit you, he is most definitely leaving accidental bruises from gripping you so hard.
he'd rather grip your arm than the mattress. he loves feeling you.
he's probably the loudest moaner in the entire wizarding world.
he enjoys moaning your name so much that if you didn't cast a silencing charm then everyone in hogwarts would hear him.
he loves your boobs. whether they're big or small, he is most definitely sucking them and leaving them polka dotted by the end of the night.
and literally every night he's with you. sex or not. he's latching his lips onto your nipples and sucking the life out of them like they're lollipops.
he is without a doubt an experimentalist.
like whenever he finds a new position or just a new kinky idea, he's going to bring it up to you.
most of the time, you enjoy it. other times, it's just a one time thing.
he tells you he loves you all the time. it's all part of his 'never-shuts-up' persona.
sirius black -
dom. without a doubt.
"who's pussy is this?" "yours."
he likes making you cry. tears of pleasure are his favorite.
degradation is never out of the question.
and "my little slut."
while that is the case, he will, 'talk you through it' if you will.
"finish for me, baby."
100% getting off to you screaming his name.
he's definitely an ass guy. he likes groping it and hitting it whenever he gets the chance.
he's a little on the smaller side, but he definitely makes up for it in width.
he is very. VERY. loud.
he can last a SOLID three or four rounds.
ngl, he looooves bondage.
lets be real, he keeps a black rope in his nightstand.
he will most DEFINITELY tease you with his wand.
or he'll LITERALLY stick it up there.
honestly, he just likes to tease you in general.
pussy checks in public ALLLL THE TIME.
sometimes if you're wet enough, he will just do it with you on the spot.
"wet already, baby?"
he wants everyone to know that you're his, so he takes measures by leaving hickeys all over you, especially in noticeable places.
LOVES seeing you ride him.
he is 100% stealing james' cloak and doing it with you under it.
remus lupin -
a switch, but much more on the submissive side. so basically a sub.
he will literally get off on getting told what to do. and frankly he prefers being a pillow princess.
he definitely starts off quiet, like a whimper here and there,
and then as he gets more and more comfortable with you, (like around your third time) his whimpers become louder and louder.
he is a SOLID seven inches.
he will do some pretty kinky stuff with you.
like experimenting with candle wax. because he was curious, obviously.
and this guy has a huge thing for period sex. not that you mind it, it helps you forget about your cramps.
the rare times that he's on top, he is the sweetest ever.
"you feel so good."
you've done it in the library a few several times... in the restricted section. nobody has to know that, though.
he loves how you taste and will always tell you that.
your boobs are one of his most favorite things about you.
bite bite bite
and he loves touching you.
anywhere he can get his hands on you he will caress you.
he doesn't really last more than three rounds, but,
there were definitely days where he was so into it that he just couldn't stop.
he loves receiving pleasure and praise soso much.
he's just a sweet boy.
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inkdrinkerworld · 4 months
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reader coloring Siri’s tattoos!!! please it would be the cutest
Being an artist- at least in your spare time- makes things like your boyfriend having black and white tattoos beneficial to you.
Sirius is laying in bed, scrolling on his phone while you lay beside him with your paint pens and sheets of watercolor paper.
His video plays softly in the background, your ac whirs, and you’re aware of your breathing and the pens dragging across the paper.
“Siri?” You murmur, head turning this way and that to analyze the bunnies you’ve painted on the paper.
“Yeah, poppet?” His phone falls to the bed as he turns to you. His tattoos flex and move and they catch your eye for a quick moment.
“Could I paint you?” You ask as you watch his chest rise and fall- the tattoos, the hearts and the skulls, the neat cursive of his handwriting spelling your name.
“Me? Think you’d need a bigger page for that.” He grins when you roll your eyes and shimmy up the bed. Sirius watches the hem of your shorts rise as you sit up in your knees and he can’t help himself from pulling you into his lap.
“I’ve already painted you in my books, I want to paint in your tattoos.” You say the words almost shyly and Sirius chuckles.
“Fine by me, puppy. Just as long as you’ll take your time, yeah? Like having your hands on me.” The startled gasp you make at his last sentence makes Sirius smile- you’re still a little shy, like when you’d first met and it’s endearing as ever.
His hands sneak under the hem of your shorts, grabbing your ass as you lean in to colour his chest.
“Sirius, stop pinching my ass!” You groan and twist in his hold making him laugh.
“Okay okay, I’ll stop,” you hardly believe him and your lack of belief is proven right when he begins jiggling your bum and laughing when you glare up at him.
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ch-4-eri · 7 months
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Good morning to you, too. — Sirius black.
Waking Sirius up with a handjob, okay okay. (It’s all consensual I promise)
Them late hours go crazy. Dedicated to lils <3 @wzrd-wheezes ;)
You were brought out of your slumber, a dream that made you soak through your shirt, and your pants.
You had no idea what you dreamed of, as soon as your eyes were open, you forgot it completely.
Heart hammering in your chest and your legs slightly weak.
You looked at your boyfriend, Sirius sleeping peacefully with his arm under his pillow, the other placed over his bare stomach.
Watching the way he breathed, his stomach going up and down in a relaxed manner, the tattoos on his stomach and his sides complimenting his pale skin.
You took a shaky breath as you sat up slowly, pushing the covers off of you, moving your hair behind your ears.
His head was facing the other way as you sat in front of him, moving the covers off of him, as well.
Reminded of asking his consent if you can touch him when he's asleep, and he gave you the green light.
Your hands went to his pants, sliding them down his legs as you watched how he’s still breathing calmly, and you can’t wait to have him panting.
You wanted to hear his voice, the way you make him crumble usually as you rubbed your thighs together at the thought, your hands slid his boxers down just enough to grab his dick in your hand.
You gently started pumping him up, Sirius stirred in his sleep, feeling the way his cock twitched in your hold.
The boy squirmed for a brief moment as you went faster, your mouth hung open while watching how his eyes fluttered open, a soft moan escaping his lips.
Sirius’s eyes were on you, his eyes narrowed, still tired and half closed from his slumber, your hand moving up his cock in a rhythm that had him let out another sigh, a deeper one.
“Baby… oh god.” Sirius mumbled, his face still confused but then a soft smile appeared on his pale cheeks, tipping his head back.
Your hand continues with the same pace, feeling him twitch underneath your firm grip. Sirius continued whimpering, his mouth open and his voice still coated with sleep.
You bit your lip as you rubbed your thighs together at his sight, his breaths so heavy as you stared at the way his stomach caved in and out with each breath he took.
“You know— I’d still make you breakfast even if you didn’t— didn’t have to make me cum.” He let out a breathy laugh, his tongue flicking across his bottom lip.
Sirius gripped the sheets as you went faster, his whimpering and grunting choked, his eyes closed shut as you were getting brutal, your hand squeezing around his cock as he was a moaning mess beneath you.
Sputtering, squirming, whimpering and shaking as you kept going. “I’m gonna— I’m gonna cum, oh god.. oh god baby.” Sirius cried, his head so tipped back you were facing his neck, feeling how desperate he was for you to make him cum.
You let out a shaky breath as you watched him, then it wasn’t long before he cried out as you made him finish, his cum coating your hand and the top of his tummy.
Sirius panted for a few seconds, his body vibrating from the sensation and his breathing shaking.
“Well… good morning to you, too.” Sirius smiled, his teeth so perfect, his lips red and his voice heavy with sleep, making you chuckle at how adorably hot he looked.
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kquil · 10 months
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SIRIUS BLACK | HIS FAVOURITE NEIGHBOUR PART 2
SUM. : the rest of the marauders finally meet you and get to taste your famous cookies, they even invite you to their next gig.
G. : rockstar au ; modern au ; muggle au ; neighbours au ; rockstar sirius ; rockstar marauders ; neighbour reader ; reader bakes cookies ; sirius being a flirt ; you're invited ; cookies are much appreciated ; sirius can't keep his hands off you
LENGTH : 0.9k
PART ONE
NOT PROOFREAD OR EDITED
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The knock at the door almost went unnoticed but Sirius had developed an acute hearing for when his neighbours wanted to complain. He ignored them most of the time and pretended that he couldn’t hear them over his guitar but when he knew that he was on thin ice, he made an effort to sharpen his hearing. That same sharpness developed on different grounds for you, however. 
As soon as Sirius heard your knock at the door, he knew immediately that it was you and abruptly stopped everyone in the middle of practice. The marauders stopped their playing to cast him a look of confusion, completely missing your almost muted knocks at the door. 
“Sorry lads,” Sirius uttered, making his way to the door and smiling brightly upon seeing you there with a tray of chunky chocolate chip cookies, “(Y/N)!” Sirius greets cheerfully, stepping aside so you could enter his abode as the other marauders stand to attention, excited to officially meet you. 
“Hello Sirius, sorry to interrupt,” you bashfully apologise, your confidence at the door slowly disappearing the longer you were inside his apartment. You had made short trips to give Sirius a tray of cookies many times before but never with his friends over and their added presence was getting to you more than you thought it was going to. 
“Not at all, so what have you got for me today, love?” he asks, leading you into the living room with his hand on the small of your back, the rest of the boys slowly coming into view with their instruments beside them. 
Smiling, you raise the tray in your hands slightly, “It’s your favourite, you can share with your friends too,” you take a short moment to flash each of the three other men a timid smile, “as thanks for playing such good music in the background,” they laugh and happily accept your offering, which immediately begins to ease your nerves. While everyone took a moment to indulge in one of your cookies, Sirius introduces you to the rest of his bandmates one by one. 
The one with unruly dark locks and cute glasses was James, the drummer. The tallest one with mousy brown hair and soft brown eyes was Remus, the bassist. And lastly, the blonde one with a little more pudge in his cheeks was Peter, the one on the keyboard. 
“Pleasure to meet you all, I’m (Y/N),”
“Oh we know,” James sings as he licks crumbs off his lips, his statement making you raise a curious brow. 
“Sirius won’t stop raving about you,” Remus adds with a mischievous smirk as you giggle, a heat flourishing over your cheeks. 
“Sod off, Moony,” came Sirius’s flippant retort. 
“These cookies taste great by the way,” Peter gushes, already reaching for another one, “what’s your recipe?”
“I can’t tell you that,” you playfully pout, “or else I wouldn’t have an excuse to come over,” your comment makes Sirius laugh with his head thrown back in delight.
“You see me often enough as is,” Sirius nudges your side teasingly.
“Who said I wanted to see you? After meeting him, I want to see more of Remus,” 
The brunette laughed aloud, sending you a wink and smirking at your playfulness as Sirius pouted beside you. He pulls you in by the waist and leans down, his forehead almost pressing against yours as his grey eyes melt your jokey stare, “you don’t mean that, do you?”
He was being a tease but there was an obvious hint of flirtation in his words that made the three other marauders in the room share a smirk, especially when they see how flustered you become from Sirius’s actions. 
“Stop it,” you move your face to the side in embarrassment and bashfully push him away by his shoulders but it was no use since the grip of his hands firmly lingered on your waist, “Sirius!” the man in question bites his lip to suppress a large grin. He loves hearing you say his name, especially when you whine the way you do. 
“Alright lovebirds, break it up,” Remus finally breaks you two apart, shooting a sympathetic smile your way; he knows better than anyone how prodigious Sirius’s presence can be, especially up close, “we still have to practise for our gig next week,”
This makes you smile, “A gig?” you turn to Sirius who nods, eyes softening at your obvious excitement for them. 
“Yeah,” he pulls you to his side by the waist again and presses a kiss into your temple, “do you want to come and see us play?”
“Yes please!” you chirp already bouncing on the balls of your feet from excitement. 
“We’ll save you a table with Lily then!” James announces, “She’ll be coming to see us too,” 
“Lily is James’s girl,” Sirius explains in a whisper when you tilt your head in question at the new name. 
“Perfect! Your music already sounds amazing,” you gush, putting a smile on all of their faces, “so I can’t wait to finally see the visuals of the performance too!” This gets Sirius’s attention. He maintains the smirk on his lips when leading you back out with your empty tray in hand and after you had said your goodbyes to the boys. 
“When we perform,” Sirius begins, taking your hand as you step outside, stopping you and turning your attention back to him, “only be looking at me, okay, doll?” his other hand grips the door frame and he’s suddenly a towering silhouette rather than a gentleman at your side. 
“O-okay,” you stutter with your heart, voice squeaking and face hot. 
“Attagirl,” he winks and kisses your hand, never breaking eye contact before stepping back into his apartment. 
You can’t wait until next week…  
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A/N : here's a small continuation of one of your favourite timestamps, my lovelies, i'll see if i can make more part 2s for my other popular time stamps as well. i have also taken the liberty of tagging additional people who have shown interest in the first part of this, i hope that's alright.
TAGLIST : @melinajenkins ; @astonishment ; @until-i-found-you ; @goodoldfashionedluvergirl ; @tiensmamains ; @neeezza101 ; @raevyng ; @prongsio ; @its-sappho-biotch
NAVI.
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cosmal · 1 year
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I really really want to see like shy! Reader with either Fred or Sirius, just cause of how different the boys are personality wise compared to their shy s/o. Like especially if the s/o has attachment issues, needing to touch them but getting flustered when making an attempt to hold the boys hand. Just ugh 💌
hold my hand
summary you really want to hold sirius's hand and don't know how to ask him.
content sirius black x shy!fem!reader
Sirius looks really pretty. You weren’t sure if it was possible, but he’s proving himself right now. You won’t be selfish to think he’s done it for you by any means, but you’re feeling selfish tonight.
He sits across from you, light eats its way up his chest where his satin shirt dips down to reveal his skin. Decorated with tattoos and a silver chain that dances between them. The matching piercing glistens where it dangles from his ear.
He’s always been donned in pretty jewellery. Bangles that clink when he moves, rings stacked on his fingers that bite your skin every time he touches you.
You’re not sure what you are. Sirius touches you when you want. He kisses you and hugs you but you’re not together. When you really think about it you know how stupid it is. You’re both too content to do anything about it. But tonight, he looks so fucking pretty all you want to do is hold his hand.
He’s talking passionately about something James. Roaring laughter and stories you’re sure they’ve shared before. You’d slide across the couch or lean into his side if you had it in you. Like you’ve ever had the confidence — especially with Sirius Black.
Like Sirius has some third sense, he lets his conversation fade out with James and turns his attention to you. You hide the small smile in your drink. Trying to act like you haven’t been staring a hole in his thigh since you sat down.
“Y/N, lovely,” he says, sliding the extra space between you. James moves his attention to Regulus and you feel less guilty.
You turn like you’re surprised he’s near you and put your hands in your lap. “Sirius,” you say quietly.
He puts his drink on the table near your legs and turns to face you. His knees press into yours and you stare at where they meet. “You okay?” he asks. You really want to touch him.
“Yeah,” you say, blinking back up at him. He smiles at you sadly.
“You need another drink?”
You’d love some water. “I’m okay, thank you.”
Now he’s frowning at you and you feel worse. You expect the next question before it comes.
“Are you sure you’re okay? You’re kinda looking right through me, honey.” he says, hand finding your leg. It burns and you wish it didn’t.
Honey. You’re not together but he calls you honey. And lovely, and darling, and baby. If he can call you any pet name he wants, then surely you can touch him.
Sometimes it’s an ache you can’t ignore. Usually, Sirius has a knack for knowing how to fix it. You like being near him, you always have, and Sirius likes doing things you like. He’ll let you sit at his side, hang off his arm, and lean all your weight onto him if you need to. But he’s always the one to initiate it. Always.
So when you say, “Can I — could I maybe hold your hand?” at a volume he can barely hear, Sirius, dies.
His smile almost reaches his eyes when he pushes his hand out in between you. Palm upwards, fingers wriggling about. “Course you can.”
You smile that demure smile that you know Sirius stupidly adores. Pinched brows and appled cheeks.
You link your fingers through his and the ache abates. “Thank you.”
He smiles something that says Don’t be. You don’t ever have to ask. Like it’s obvious. Pulling you into his side until you’re smooshed against his shoulder and slumped into the couch. You think maybe he likes you more than you know.
He flows back into more conversation with Frank, making sure he gives your hand a few squeezes to make sure you know he’s still thinking of you. The conversation ebbs and flows because he’s Sirius and you’re more than content to sit by his side and just be with him. It’s nothing out of the ordinary.
Your hand gets clammy and you think maybe Sirius doesn’t want to hold your hand. That maybe you’ve overstepped. You move your hand to let go and he squeezes you closer, never faltering in his conversation with everyone else. It seems natural.
You think you like it a little too much.
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lionizingheathen · 1 year
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OK NOW I CANT STOP THINKING OF REMUS ACTUALLY LETTING SIRIUS (plus james maybe) HAVE A GO WHILE WATCHING HHHNGGGF??!??
I can do that (Warning that I've never written anything like this so I deeply apologize if it's not what you're looking for)
Remus Lupin x Sirius Black x James Potter x Fem!Reader
Warnings: Smut, multiple orgasms, watching, choking, slapping, throatfucking, degredation, spanking, unprotected sex, oral sex male receiving, hair pulling, multiple partners
Remus had you stripped naked before they even arrived, laying you across the bed. That'd been hot enough, but seeing the way that Sirius and James looked at you, like they wanted to swallow you whole... God, it was so much.
"Are you 100% sure about this mate?" James asked, and Remus nodded, placing a soft hand on your cheek to make you look over at him with a crooked eyebrow. God, you wanted to rile him up, see exactly what he would do when put in the right circumstances.
"Yeah, it's not a problem. She likes to put on a show, isn't that right?" He asked softly, and you nodded, chewing on your lip. You'd do anything that he asked you to do.
"Yes..." You responded, and James bent a little bit, clearing his throat. You didn't care, you were too busy daydreaming about what was going to happen.
"Hey. Y/N." James said, and you lifted your head, looking up at him. He placed a hand under your chin, rubbing a thumb across your cheek, making you shiver.
"Yeah?"
"Are you 100% sure that you wanna do this?" James asked, looking you in the eyes. You smiled, reaching over to squeeze his hand. He'd always been so gentle, it would be fun to watch him lose control.
"Yeah, because if you don't, James and I would be happy to just stay and like... watch one of your muggle movie things." Sirius offered, and your smile only grew as you shook your head. God, Remus had picked such good friends.
"No, I want this too... but it was sweet of you to ask me." You said, and he nodded.
"Wouldn't wanna do this if you weren't 100% okay with it." That was such a kind thing to make sure of... granted, it was also customary, or at least you felt it should be, to ask beforehand.
"Oh, I am."
"You're up, Potter." Remus said, pushing him forward. James took a deep breath and nodded, giving you a smile.
"Okay..." You got up on your knees, placing a hand on his face, feeling his hands come up to cup your breasts, his thumbs brushing across your nipples.
"What do you want, Jamie?" You asked, and he swallowed heavily before answering.
"Can you suck me off? I've been thinking about how good that would feel for years." He said, and you flicked your eyebrow up, giving him a smirk as you pushed him away a bit before letting yourself fall to the ground onto your knees.
"You want my lips wrapped around your cock, Potter?" You asked, and he nodded frantically, unbuttoning and pulling his pants down, letting his cock spring out. You swallowed back a groan as you wrapped your hand around it. He was about as thick as Remus, but a little bit longer which was daunting... but a challenge you would gladly welcome.
"Yes." He groaned, and you grinned up at him, leaning in.
"Good boy." You flicked your tongue across his tip, groaning to yourself at the taste, feeling him tense. "He tastes so good." You moaned before taking him into your mouth, taking him as deep as you could, letting him gently lead your head until your nose was pressed against his pelvis. HIs head was leaning back and you watched as his chest rose and fell quickly.
"Holy shit... Ohmygod her mouth is so fucking hot..." He moaned, pulling his hips back to gently snap them forward again, making you gag around him. He moved a little faster, but not too hard, clearly afraid of hurting you... which was a shame because you wanted to see him go feral.
"Calm down, mate. Don't get too excited, you'll never last." Remus said with a chuckle, and James let out a high whine as he glanced down at you, his mouth dropped open. You clenched your thighs together, trying to reduce some of the throbbing there, but it did nothing.
"Shut up..." You bobbed your head up and down, letting your fingers slip between your thighs to rub at your clit, making you moan around him. "Fuck." He whined, and you felt your face get hot. God, he was so fucking hot.
"You can fuck her throat, James. She likes it rough." Remus cleared his throat, clearly trying to get your attention. "How do you feel about that, baby?" He asked, and you pulled off, breathing heavily as you looked up at James, jerking your hand quickly up and down his cock, making him tremble.
"Please, James. Fuck my throat raw." You begged, and he looked down at you, his gaze softening for a moment.
"Are you sure?" He asked, and you rolled your eyes. The cute, respectful side was getting a bit overplayed, you just wanted him to take some goddamn control.
"Stop asking that and just fucking do it. Go with your gut, Potter. I know how to stop a man if needed." You said, and he chewed on his lip, nodding as he pulled you back onto his cock. You swallowed around him eagerly, letting him fuck your throat as hard as he wanted to. He let out a loud grumbling moan as he gripped your hair.
"Fuck... God, Remus you get this every night?" Sirius asked, and you blushed as you felt James fuck harder into your throat. He was so eager... you knew he would be, you knew how doting he was on Lily, there was no way he wasn't like this.
"Every night... every morning... pretty much whenever I want she's willing to get on her knees for me... or do pretty much anything else." Remus murmured back and you felt your cunt clench at this. You liked when talked that way about you. Sirius groaned in approval and you felt his eyes on you once again.
"Lucky bastard." He murmured, and Remus let out a throaty chuckle, undoubtably with the biggest smirk on his face.
"Should've acted quicker in seventh year. Could've had her at least once." He responded, and you whimpered around James's cock, gripping onto his thighs as he paused, buried in your thoat, making your eyes tear up around him.
"Shut up."
"Oh my god, fuck I'm getting close." James cried, and Remus let out a snort.
"Seriously? Already? Fuck, you finish fast." He said, and James whimpered, shaking his head as he strained, the veins in his neck popping out for a moment as he increased his pace.
"Not normally." He let out a high whine, holding your face against his pelvis as he doubled over, gripping the wall behind him. "Oh fuck." He gasped, and you felt him cum down your throat, frantically swallowing around him before you pulled back, giving him a wide smile.
"You taste good, Jamie." You said, getting up from your knees. He pulled you against his chest, tucking your face against him as he held you. It was sweet that that was his first instinct, to hug you tight and murmur quiet praises into your ear, it made your heart squeeze. Truly the best man. Lily was lucky.
"That was amazing. Fucking amazing, Y/N." He sighed, pulling away to give you a wide smile. You placed a hand on his cheek, rubbing your thumb across his cheekbone.
"Thank you, sweet boy. You're up Sirius, what do you want?" You asked, watching as he smirked at you, walking over with so much confidence that it made your knees weak.
"Oh, I want your cunt. Bend over on the bed. On your hands and knees." Sirius said, and you dropped immediately, smirking back at him as you did. You followed orders well, the boys were bound to know that by well.
"Yes sir." You said, and he gripped your nips, snorting as he saw your position. What?
"Come on, spread those legs futher for me. I know you can." He said pushing your further open before you felt the head of his cock prod against you, slipping inside a moment later, making you gasp. There was no need for prep, you were dripping already.
"Holy shit..." Your mouth dropped open as you felt him inside you. He was by far the thickest, causing a pleasent burning stretch as he began easing himself inside of you. "Remus, he's so big." You whined, and he let out a chuckle as Sirius continued to stretch you, making you see stars. How was he still going?
"You can take it. You can take anything, baby." Remus said, and you groaned, nodding as you felt Sirius slide the rest of the way inside, making your eyes roll back.
"Yes sir." You sighed, and Remus smirked at you, making you shiver.
"Such a good girl." He replied, and you nodded, chewing on your lip as you furrowed your brows. God, this felt good... Sirius was good, you knew that from conversations in school.
"Fuck, her cunt is so good, Remus. How could you wait so long to let us do this?" Sirius asked as he gripped your hair, yanking hard as he thrusted quickly, pushing the breath out of you each time. Heaven on earth.
"I agree, we should've done this sooner. It's fun to watch her get all fucked out." Remus said, and you felt Sirius's hand slap down hard on your ass, making you yelp. God, this felt so good... so fucking good.
"More... Harder... Please." You begged, and Sirius laughed, reaching forward to push your face against the mattress, pounding into you harder. The new angle made you want to scream, your eyes rolling back in your head as you tangled your fingers into the sheets.
"Look at her, James. She's such a fucking whore." James was practically trembling, his fingers digging into his trousers as he watched you.
"Yeah... she is..." He grunted, and you looked over at him, seeing his cock straining against his pants. You wanted to feel him down your throat again.
"You're hard again, mate." Remus commented, and he shot him a glare.
"I know." You knew what to do, what to ask. He seemed like he could follow directions well.
"Touch yourself for me, Jamie." You begged, and he whimpered, nodding as he shucked his pants down his legs again, gripping at his already leaking cock.
"Shit... okay..." He whined, and you chuckled, a large smile spreading across your face as you felt Sirius's hand smack down on your ass once again.
"He takes orders so well." You gasped, and Remus nodded in the corner, looking pleasantly amused at the exchange, though Sirius beat him to voicing it.
"Guess we know who's in charge in your bed, huh?" Sirius chuckled, and James gave him a look that was supposed to be a glare, but ended up as a pout at best.
"Fuck, shut up!" He groaned, his hand working his cock faster. So pretty.
"Sirius, please, harder!" You begged, and Sirius grunted above you, pushing you harder into the mattress as he increased his pace once again, making your mouth drop open
"Of course, beautiful." He murmured, and you felt yourself begin to fall over the edge, knowing you would be screaming within moments. God, this was good.
"I'm... I'm cumming, oh my god I'm cumming!" You cried, and Sirius chuckled, biting down on the skin of the back of your neck, thrusting harder as you saw stars, gripping hard onto the sheets, feeling yourself tremble beneath him.
"Good girl, good girl, cum on my cock, making a fucking mess all over me, fuck yes." Sirius groaned, and you whimpered, unable to come up with a thought, any words you had in mind completely wiped free as he ignored your sensitivity.
"You look so good baby... looks like James is gonna cum again." Remus said, and you looked over at the other man who was jerking his cock frantically, the tip angry and read. You let out a groan as Sirius reached around, wrapping his hand around your throat, tightening his grip quickly.
"Cum on my face, Jamie." You croaked out and he looked at you, completely gone as he stood up, walking closer as he hung his head back, letting out a loud groan.
"Really? Are sure?" He asked, sounding frantic, and you nodded, looking up at him, your mouth hanging open as Sirius used his free hand to rub roughly at your clit.
"Yes! Cum!" You begged, and James looked down, his brows furrowed and his glasses falling down his nose as his hips jerked forward, his cum spurting out to coat your face, making you gasp. You grinned up at him, appreaciating how frantic he was. So cute.
"Holy shit..." He hissed, the last spurt coming out before he fell away, collapsing onto his chair, breathing heavily.
"God, you look good all covered in cum, beautiful." Remus sighed, giving you a large smile. You glanced down at his crotch, seeing his cock straining against his pants. It forced you over the edge once again, seeing how badly Remus wanted you. God, he was going to ruin you after this.
"Fuck, I'm gonna cum again! Oh my god, oh my god!" You cried, your lip trembling as you collapsed flat against the bed, feeling Sirius grip your hips as you let out high moans with each hard thrust, your eyes rolling back in your head. You heard Remus let out a throaty chuckle from across the room, making your face flush.
"Still screaming after having your throat fucked raw... You really do love this, huh baby?" Remus asked, leaning forward. You nodded frantically, feeling a pleasant buzz over your body as Sirius thrusted frantically inside of you, getting closer to the edge himself.
"Yes! I love it, love being used." You cried, and Sirius groaned behind you, spanking your ass hard once again, making you gasp.
"Holy shit I'm getting close." He gripped under your chin, bending over you so you could see his face. He was straining, chewing on his lip as he looked down at you. So hot. "Where do you want me to finish?" He asked, and your brain went blank. Anywhere he wanted. You would take whatever the fuck he was willing to give you.
"I... I..." He rolled his eyes, shoving you back down onto the table as he thrust hard and fast into you again, addressing Remus as though you weren't even there.
"Remus, where do you want me to-." He didn't even get to finish his sentence before Remus was talking.
"Cum inside her, she fucking loves it." He said, and you nodded, feeling him still inside of you, gripping hard onto your hips as he filled you with his cum, making you tremble.
"Shit... Fuck! Take it, fucking take it." He groaned, pausing for a moment before he pulled out, both of you panting before you gave him a smile.
"God, Sirius... that was so good." You sighed, sitting up to walk over to Remus, resting your chin on top of his head, wrapping your arms around him. He placed his hands onto your arms, making your heart skip.
"Yeah it was... fuck, I gotta bring Lily next time." James looked at you almost nervously as he shifted around on his feet. "Would you want that?" He asked, and you nodded quickly. You'd wanted to be fucked by Lily for years.
"Fuck yes, that sounds amazing."
"I just know she'd love to cum on your face." James responded, and your heart pounded at the thought of that. Lily Potter had to taste like a goddamn dream.
"Sounds perfect." You said, and Remus stood up, stretching.
"Until next time, boys." He said, nodding at them to show themselves out before he turned to you with a large smile. "You were wonderful, dear." Remus said, and you pressed your hand to the front of his trousers, pressing frantic kisses to the side of his neck, making him let out a quiet grunt.
"You're hard." You murmured against his skin, and he sighed, pulling you back from his neck so he could look down into your face.
"I just watched you be fucked for an hour straight... Yeah. I am. Get on your knees." He instructed, and you let him guide you down before you unbuttoned his pants, pulling them quickly down his thighs
"Yes sir." You gripped his cock, leaning forward to lick the tip of his cock.
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velvetcloxds · 2 months
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LITTLE BIRD | S.B.
word count: 2.2k
warnings: mafia!sirius, secret agent!regulus (not related to sirius in this au), prince!james, princess!reader, potter!reader, bodyguard!lily, future prince!remus- when I tell you I want to make this a series sooo badly, I've so many ideas
summary: when your parents go missing and hoards of people are trying to get into the palace to hurt you and your brother, you have no choice but to go and get help from the last person your parents would have you be associated with
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There was a vibrant hum in the palace as you walked down the stairs, hearing aggravated groans filled with words that you simply knew they’d have swallowed had you already been in the room. You expected no less in your parents’ absence, everyone wanting to have their say in managing the situation at the gate, nearly hundreds of men and women gathering in angry hoards as they tugged at fencing, threw at windows, and cursed into the air. There were many opinions, always were, however, a queen and her husband missing and leaving her children to command her country while she was indisposed, prompted all the more than usual.
The door to your mother’s office opened from inside, strange faces meeting you as you stepped into the doorway, a silence shivering over the small space as James sighed, almost relived as men backed away from the corner, they’d talked him into, merely bowing their heads in acknowledgment of your presence.
“Ah,” he began and brushed his shirt into place as he nodded towards you. “Little sister, I assume you’ve come to enlighten us on the only right way to handle our little predicament?” he mused, and you knew his tone to have a familiar mix of sincerity yet belittlement to it.
Your brother was an odd creature, unlike either of your parents, unlike you for that matter. Never one for the politics of your home, the weight of your family, much rather cooped up in his room with his paintings, he’d have himself starved yet inspired instead of sitting about the throne dealing with issues of state. He was wise in his personal endeavors, but foolish in his belief that the Potter name held no purpose in his life, despite your shared responsibilities he’d always managed to twist your lives to benefit his own, though admirable for some, it left you plastered in his misfitting shoes.
“Consider the problem already solved,” You began and as if on cue, Lily came stumbling into the room behind you, momentarily stealing the men’s attention before demanding eyes fell back onto you. “Though I’m sure my parents appreciate council being offered so graciously to their children, I can assure you that we are capable of managing our own affairs,” You explained and cleared your throat as you stepped aside, hands folded in front of you as you waited for them to understand your request.
“I think what my sister is far too kindly trying to say, is that our mother fairs well without a bunch of old men telling her what to do and so will we,” James agreed and with a tired shrug he plumped down onto the leather office chair, gesturing the gaping men out of the room with an outstretched hand as he smiled at you. “So, what’re you going to do?” he asked once the room had cleared, assuming you’d miss the way his gaze lingered but a second too long on the woman who hovered at your side, hand resting on her gun halter as she looked at her feet.
“What I always do,” you informed him, allowing an arrogant smile to tilt into your lips, knowing it had no place there yet having no control over it all the same. “Clean up your mess.”
It was not long before you were pulling your coat around your body, ignoring the warnings that Lily was mumbling, a well-known mantra much like the one she’d heard from Regulus when he was training her to be your guard and much like you did to him, you paid the words no mind. You pulled the hood over your head as you reread the map on your phone to guide you in your escape, feet leading you past the staff rooms, through the fire escape that led you right into the hidden gardens where James thought he could smoke in secret.
“Princess, your parents wouldn’t approve of this,” Lily whispered, peering around the lawn as you opened the hidden latch that was made by the very person you were running to see. “Now is not the time to take this risk, not when they’re not here to get you out of trouble.”
“I have no choice, you know that, and they’d know that as well,” you bargained, knowing she had no intentions of making you stay when she followed you out of the gate and to the outside, the shouting and stomping growing louder as the two of you looked around for the car that he’d sent for you.
Not a word more was exchanged on the way from the palace, familiar apprehensive looks shared as the driver kept his eyes on the road, only looking down when his phone chimed with a text from the man in question, you presumed. You were unnervingly accustomed to the entire ordeal, knowing that despite the risk you were taking, the reward would be far greater, worth much more as you considered your choices. Lily was right when she spoke about your parents. You were making your own bed, as they’d taught you to, but they’d never approve of who you were inviting into it. You thought you’d have more time, time to butter them up to what was shaping up to be a yearlong conversation in hope for peace, but you’d never accounted for riots at your front door or death threats with blood stains thrown through your window.
The car eased to a still in front of the cold brick building, a hand on your back guiding you out of the street, away from wondering eyes as you looked back to see if Lily was close behind, the route was no different than before, the unhappy glares and whispered musings of disapproval being of no bother as you waited to be taken to his door.
“Princess,” a voice snarled, and you had no restraint as a frustrated breath left your lips, your mission was brought to a stop as a man stumbled into your way. “It’s been quite a while since we entertained royalty on this side of town,” he noted and you mustered a look of faux surprise, shaking yourself from the grip on your back as you looked him up and down.
“That might be true, but I am not here as royalty.”
“Aye? Who are you here as then?” he persisted and you scoffed, knowing that by the sudden silence that sauntered into the air the man in question was not far from the little scene that’d been formed, disrupting his time.
“My friend,” the thick accent fled through your senses as though it filtered through your veins, his frame begging your gaze to drift to him and it obliged, always did, a teasing smirk on his lips as he looked down at you from atop the stairs. “Does anyone have a problem with that?” he prompted, and it was as though the simple words held piles of threats as the men separated to make room for you to walk.
“Princess,” Lily gave a frustrated scoff as she was stopped at the foot of the stairs. “Be careful,” she insisted before you followed the man of the house to the office that you’d spent many nights hiding from the world, debating a settlement for families only known as foes.
“Sirius,” you sighed, closing the door behind you and smiling when he pushed himself onto the empty desk that sat askew in the corner of the bare room, his eyes trailed slowly over your face, trying his best to decipher why you were there without you saying anything, he had a frustrating habit of doing so quite successfully. “I need a favour,” you breathed after a second that seemed to last forever, squirming slightly under his gaze despite it being far from strange.
“I assumed as much,” he teased, nodding for you to go on as you walked towards him, tugging the hood from your head, fingers moving to ease everything back into place.
“There are people rioting in front of my home, threatening us, promising to kill us,” you began and stilled right at his side, looking down at the city as it lay in the streets, cars pulling up and then pulling away after mere minutes, a notion that you would’ve questioned in the past had you not learned to keep your nose from his business.
“I saw,” he leaned back against the wall to see you again, no doubt missing the smile that dipped into your mouth as he proved without much prompt that he cared at least slightly if you had managed to escape unharmed. “How did you get out?”
“Same way you get in.”
“Clever girl,” he tutted, and you’d have laughed at him if you weren’t to be in his debt in the future. “What exactly do you want me to do, hmm? Riots at the palace seem more like a job for the police, no?”
“They’re wearing your name, Sirius.”
You didn’t know how long you were supposed to pause after that. You were somewhat expecting him to jump to his own defense, half expecting him to accuse you of mistrusting him, yet you knew neither was to happen. Trust was a rather strong word to use for whatever the relationship was that you had. You knew he was true to his word, knew he would not allow you to come to any harm and though your power was much less than his own, you’d try to do the very same for him. Though beyond all of that, you knew that as many troubles lay with your name, there were many that laid with his own. He was a criminal, after all, some of the worst of his kind and you were in his home, begging him to help you when you knew it would earn you heaps of problems in turn. Your mother would have your head, she’d have his too. She didn’t take out his family, his entire line of kin just for you to allow their kind right back into your lives.
“They’re not mine,” he offered, and his hand settled on the table next to yours, tilting his head to see what you were looking at, humming as if to acknowledge your train of thought. “That’s part of our little agreement, is it not? Our little settlement of peace? I may not harm your family as revenge for what your mother did to mine, and you let me make a quick buck off taking out the bad guys the police miss,” he sighed at that, noticing the way you rolled your eyes at his almost mocking tone as he mimicked words that you’d spoken out of serious intents to do good. “Those men are trying to hurt you, Y/n, if they were mine then I’d have them tied and beaten already, you understand that don’t you?”
“Of course, I do,” you sighed, and though you should be very much appalled by his words, you found an odd sense of comfort in his reassurance, smiling with him as he nodded at you.
“Good. Now, do you want me to take care of it for you?” he asked and needed no answer to know that that was exactly what you’d come here for. “I sent men down as soon as you texted me. The gate will be cleared by the time you get home,” he explained and chuckled softly at the shock that sifted onto your face. “You think I’m not the first one to know when you’re in trouble, little bird?  Though, I’ll admit, you were very brave coming all the way here, would not have known you were nervous had it not been for those,” he informed you as he pointed to your shaking hands, you’d hoped your grip on the table would’ve hidden it, but it seems you were very wrong, warmth spreading across your cheeks.  “You’re shaping up to be quite the leader, you know, your mother would be proud.”
“So would your father.”
“Oh, I would not say that, bowing to a Potter is what he regrets most.”
“I’m sure,” you smiled, looking up to the door when Lily stumbled through it, just like before, the same look on her face as she looked between you and Sirius.
“Your parents were just brought home by Regulus and the rest of the CIA,” she explained, holding the phone out to show you the picture of them arriving at the palace and you had to shake your head at the timing, Sirius’ words being anything but empty as there was not a single soul out on front of the place, barely any evidence left behind of the reason for your visit except for abandoned signs and makeshift weapons.  
“I have a new car waiting for you outside,” Sirius announced and shrugged when you looked at him with what any normal person would describe as awe, though you’d never dare to label it as such, merely an appreciation for his capabilities. “I’ll call when you get home.”
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pairing: sirius black x reader
genre: fluff, fake-dating/relationships, the tiniest bit of angst, con artists sirius and reader sksks
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"listen, i hate my father and i'm positively sure that he hates me too but he is filthy rich so i curated a-" he paused, considering his next words "-plan of sort."
"so you." he pointed to her.
"and i." he pointed to himself. "get married."
"we then inherit a trust fund that he and mother had set up for regulus and i when we were to be married and split." he finished explaining his plan."what do you say?”
“what do i say?" she repeated his words after a while. "no— you want to know what i think?"
at his nod she added, "i think that it's a stupid idea."
or two (one really) reluctant person chooses to marry the notorious sirius black for the price of many millions galleons.
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"is this seat taken?" the voice caught her by surprise, raising her eyes to meet the asker's waiting ones.
"avril normally sits here," she replied, sparing a glance towards his usual seat; there sat lupin, potter and pettigrew bantering like they always did as they waited for the lesson to start. did they have a fight?
"well she's not here." he pointed out with a small smirk, making his way around the table to take a seat despite her words. "i'm sure she can find another spot."
she only bit her tongue, stopping herself from responding. black —whether he was purposely ignoring or genuinely failed to notice how irritated she seemed to be— cleared his throat, asking her a question that should've been expected from him, yet still managed to surprise her.
"are you seeing anyone?"
feeling as though something was stuck in her throat, she muttered quietly, "pardon?"
"you heard me," he said boldly, pulling his things out from his bag. "why is that any of your concerns?" black paused his actions, keeping his head low as he stared into his bag. "it's not," he admitted after a while, "i'm just curious."
she said nothing, watching as he continued rummaging his bag for his supplies. black lifted his head back up; quill in hand, his grey eyes meeting hers. "are you not going to answer my question sweetheart?"
"i'm not," she said eventually, turning towards the front of the class. "i'm not seeing anyone right now."
•••
it was late, she was tired; extremely tired but sleep didn't seem like it will be making its way to her anytime soon. lily had asked to meet her after class, when she asked why she couldn't just tell her more about the issue during their lunch break lily quickly told her that she had a prefects meeting to attend to (as if lupin eyes didn't grow wide, giving away that it was clearly a lie).
still, she went to the gryffindor's tower anyway, at the exact same place and time that lily had asked to meet her but the redhead wasn't there. instead there was potter, letting her into the common room and insisting that she wait on one of the couches instead of going up to the dorm to see her.
it wasn't until two minutes later when black showed up, sitting down besides her with a —somewhat— uncomfortable look (that didn't suit his handsome features at all) did she realize that this was another one of lily's lie.
"look," black started. helga, whatever did happen to hello, or how are you?, people really just skip to the point now these days. "i'm sure you're wondering why i'm here instead of evans and i will tell you that but i need you to hear everything first before you react, will you be able to do that?"
merlin, gryffindors are weird. "i'll try?"
"great, trying will do." he smiled charmingly, shuffling his weight so he could properly meet her eye to eye. "i have a..." he trailed off thinking to himself, "proposition?"
black licked his lips, mustering up his courage to continue on with his words. "listen, i hate my father and i'm positively sure that he hates me too but he is filthy rich so i curated a-" he paused, considering his next words "-plan of sort."
"so you." he pointed to her.
"and i." he pointed to himself. "get married."
"we then inherit a trust fund that he and mother had set up for regulus and i when we were to be married and split." he finished explaining his plan. "both the money and our relationship, you can go on your merry way and i on mine." he was searching her for a reaction, she knew that, she could feel his eyes roaming around for the most minuscule of movements that came from her. "what do you say?"
she was too stunned to speak; speechless at the shock of it all, it didn't help that his recap was half-assed. "what do i say?" she repeated his words after a while. "no— you want to know what i think?"
at his nod she added, "i think that it's a stupid idea."
black frowned at her words. "honestly, i think it's a solid plan, we just need to get married— we don't even need to be in love! just get married and you get money! it's that easy! it's not like i'm forcing you to join a cult-" to that she opened her mouth, trying to state that the noble house of black itself is a cult but sirius was quick to read her expression, shutting her up by continuing with his pleading, "-besides, i'm not bad looking and great company from what i've been told!"
"well if you're such great company why don't you go find someone else to be fake married to? i'm sure that they'll be plenty of girls lining up for the chance to be your fake wife."
"i don't want any of the other girls, i want you. you're not currently seeing anyone so no one will get hurt from this!" he replied, running a hand through his hair in a stressful manner. this was not how he had planned for it to go. "and i— i want it to be with someone i know and i just so happen to know you."
choosing to ignore how black both admitted that he wanted her for this specific purpose, or how the question that he had asked hours priors to this was in an ulterior motive, she exclaimed. "you also know dorcas. ask her! she's a great girl!" her voice was loud enough for the said girl to turn to her direction with a questioning look. "or marlene, she's extremely good looking."
"i can't," he retorted, sounding the slightest bit annoyed, "everyone and their mother knows marlene swings the other way."
"how are you sure i don't swing the other way then?"
"i don't— do you?" he asked with sudden interest. sirius shook his head, going back to the topic at hand when he stated, "the minimum that you'll get out of this is a million galleons, that's the minimum! i know there's more in that trust fund and i am willing to split it equally."
she thought about it for brief second before asking, "why me? and do not tell me because i'm someone you know because we barely know each other; i only came here to see lily but obviously i was tricked, so tell me why i should agree to this?"
black sighed, his voice growing grim when he answered, "you're the only girl i'm willing to invest in." he paused, maybe those weren't the smartest word choices but he was a flirt not a romantic and the difference had never been made clearer. "so won't you just... think about it, please."
•••
"are you going to do it?" lily asked, settling herself on the seat across from her. please lord, let her finish her essay in peace. "are you still mad at me? c'mon [name] i said i was sorry!"
and here she thought she would be safe in the library.
"i still have the rights to be mad about it," she retorted, keeping her head focused on finishing her work. "you made me sit through that god awful plan!"
"only because i thought you'd agree!" that grabbed her attention, making her turn to the person with an incredulous look. "you're extremely easy going so you could at least stand one another and it's a lot of money!"
"lily, you think i'd marry black for the money? i barely know the guy!"
"then think of it as an opportunity to get to know one another!" she exclaimed loud of enough to get the pair shushed by the librarian. "i mean i personally would for that kind of money."
"then you marry him!"
"no that's weird, i'm in love with his best friend!" she argued in return, a disgusted look on her face. "plus i can't stand him, i could barely talk to him for an hour without lecturing him let alone plan a whole wedding with him."
"i'm not going to marry a stranger."
"he isn't. think of it this way, by the time you finish all the planning he'd be a friend to you," she said, "or you know, something more than friends," she teased with a soft smile.
"lily, a divorce takes at least six months to be finalized. that's half of a year of my life being spent with someone i have no romantic feelings for." she replied, trying to get her friend to understand her reasonings. "not to mention the amount of paperwork i'd have to go through."
the head girl huffed, admitting to herself that she had made good points. she spoke again, this time a lot softer, drawing her into her, "black really needs this."
"he's been living at the potter's after leaving home and if he does get this; he and his brother could get a flat where they'd finally be free from that terrible place," she said slowly, "well at least i think that's why he's planning on doing this. he never told me why exactly, just that he wanted to scam his family."
"i don't think he'd ever tell me the real reason as to why he wants to do this but he doesn't owe me the truth." it was clear that she cared for him, lily's heart was too big for her own good.
"fine, i'll think about it," she muttered, defeated.
lily gave her look, one of disapproval. "you've been saying that ever since you found out about the plan. you don't expect me to believe you when you say it now do you?"
"okay, well i promise that i'd think about it for real this time, is that good for you?"
"it's more than good." she smiled happily.
it was a week later and she had kept her promise to lily, thinking over every possible outcome of what could be the results on the marriage would be:
1. they get married, everything goes according to plan, they get divorce, she becomes a millionaire.
or 2. they get married, the promise of money was fake, she was stuck with him for the rest of her life.
or 3. they get married, everything goes according to plan, she catches feelings for him, she becomes a millionaire with the desire of a man she cannot have.
but maybe that was her dwelling on the negative, not everything is always bad. right?
right?
her eyes scanned the corridor, looking between the crowds of students who were making their way back to their common room after a day of lessons for a group of four rowdy boys. after spotting them, she held onto her bag's strap, ensuring that they won't move when she made her way through the bustling crowd.
with a call of his name, black turned; halting his step as he waited for her to catch up. his friends stood beside him with a curious look. "i thought i'd never see you again," he said with a smile, "you've been ignoring me like the plague."
"you are the plague," she retorted, "if i stayed close to you for long enough you're narcissism will rub off on me." sirius only chuckled, knowing that her comment was light hearted. he looked down at her, meeting eye to eye; silently prompting her to talk about why she decided to call after him. "i thought about it."
to that his grey eyes lit up with recognition, now awaiting the answer that she'd give him whether it be bad or good. "and i thought why not? a million galleons to babysit a gryffindor is an easy pay."
sirius grinned. "great."
"great," she repeated awkwardly, "although i'd have to talk to my parents about it first. i wouldn't want to deal with them if they found out i had eloped."
"it's a good thing i already talked to them then," he said, his smile getting wider when her face dropped. "you what?"
"i knew that you'd need your parents approval so i reached out to them," he spoke while he started leading the way towards the great hall, "they like me."
"black when did you talk to them?" she asked him urgently, why hadn't anyone from her family reached out to her about this? were they planning on leaving her in the dark?
"when i asked you to think about it."
"after you left for your common room i wrote them a letter, your mother agreed to meet me and we talked it through," he added easily, "i of course told her it was because i'm in love with you and wanted nothing more than for you to be mine —keeping the lie going, you know? she told me to talk about it with you but i already did, i just needed an answer from you."
"and now that i've got it. i just need our parents to finalize our betrothal." he finished his words, meeting her gaze.
she shook her head, not believing him. "how did you even find out where they live? i've never once told you where i live."
"i just told the owl to find mister or missus [l/name], it was a simple as that." there was an air of obviousness to his tone, as if she should've figured it out by now but he still answered her anyways. "now can we have dinner? i'm starving."
•••
the words about sirius black and [f/name]'s engagement spread fast. hell, it has barely been three days before a fourth year approached her, asking her if the rumors were true before they sobbed at her answers. their nightmares was coming true.
sirius black was no longer single.
the rumors were okay for the most part, for it was true yet it brought her nothing but an unsettling feeling when she heard her name being whispered in the hallways. even now, as she was sitting at her house's table; barely paying attention to her friend's playful banter did the gossip follow her.
"have you selected a date yet?" avril asked, buttering her toast while she looked at her friend. "yup, his mother wanted a summer wedding, august to be specific. pure-blood accustoms or something," she replied with mild interest, stirring her tea. avril frowned. "it's your wedding, shouldn't you be the one making the decisions?"
"you'd think so," she retorted, lifting her mug to her lips, "but his mum's a nasty witch." she took a sip of her tea before placing it back down on the table. "we met her this weekend where she told us her plans for our wedding."
"she also gave me the black family's engagement ring," she added, lifting her left hand up. on the ring finger laid a dainty silver band that resembled a serpent of sort with a green diamond on top. it was no where near the traditional muggle engagement ring but it was beautiful in its own way. "it's an heirloom and to be completely honest i'm scared wearing it. what if i turned into you know who or something?"
avril laughed good-naturedly, amused by the situation. "honestly, a million galleons would not be enough for me to get involved with the blacks."
"well i've already bought the ticket and there's no turning back now." she shrugged, dropping her eyes to the table. "plus, sirius is actually a decent person to keep around."
"really?" she asked testingly, chewing on her toast.
"really." she nodded. "we have astronomy together and he's incredibly useful. black knows everything about it since his family are named after them. i think he's growing on me." she added. "although every time i remember i'm technically his investment, i second guess that idea."
"what do you mean you second guess that idea?," cut in eric, a ravenclaw who was dragged into their small friend group by avril. "who wouldn't want to marry a man who calls you an investment."
she opened her mouth, a sarcastic remark at the tip of her tongue when the owls flew into the great hall in one large flock; instantly heading towards their respective owner. she hadn't expected any mails today, she was all caught up with the wedding plans along with the letters from her family. so imagine her surprise when one of the many owls soared down, perching on the table in front of her, waiting with a wrapped parcel between its feet.
her eyes raised to meet her friend's curious ones, all of them wondering what's within the wrappings and most importantly who it was from. she hesitated, unsure whether she should take the package from the owl. with a prod from eric, she reached out; untying the parcel from the owl.
the owl flew away immediately, retreating to the crowd of birds. it didn't take long for her to realize what it was, "flowers."
"they're flowers," she repeated, holding up the arrangements for her friend to see, "they're really pretty." she added, biting back a smile. helga, it felt good getting flowers.
"who's it from?" avril asked excitedly.
she looked down, there was card tied to the strings of the bouquet, "black."
"oh," eric muttered, "of course he did, he's your fiancé after all."
"yeah, but it's not why he got it for me," she said, staring down at the card, "it's a thank you gift for dealing with his mother." she giggled, she separated the card from the strings before handing it over to her friend, "here look."
i know my mother is a bitch, thank you for talking to her. you made her tolerable.
- sirius black
now if she remembered correctly, the gryffindor table was seated to her right. with that knowledge in mind, she turned; wanting to thank black for his gift only to find him —coincidentally, sitting with his back to her. she poked at his shoulder, trying to steal his attention from his friend.
he turned reluctantly, looking (maybe more than) a tad bit annoyed only for his eyes to soften when he realized it was her. it took him another second to realize what she was holding before he said, "i see you've got the flowers."
"i did." she smiled, an action that he quickly copied. "i also got your message."
"i knew you would."
of course he would. "right." there was an air of awkwardness that she couldn't quite explain. "well thank you for this, it's lovely sirius."
his smile widened. she wasn't sure why it widened but she was incredibly grateful for it. how could one person's smile be so breathtaking?
"it's no problem. i'm glad you like it my love."
•••
"good evening." an unexpected greeting came, making me her jump from her spot. she looked up from her bed, only to find the source of the voice smirking down at her in amusement. "did i surprise you darling?"
it was pretty evident that his sudden presence startled her. "of course you did dumbass. who even let you in here? i could've been naked!"
"but you aren't," he quipped smugly.
"i could've been!"
"and yet you aren't."
"you're impossible," she grumbled, "are you going to tell me how you got here or not?"
"how i got into your dorm?" he asked, still standing by her bed.
"where else?!" she replied, sitting up and shuffling her blankets away. despite her hostile tone, she made space for him to sit down, patting it slightly to indicate that he could sit if he wanted to. sirius gladly accepted the offer, making himself comfortable while he thought of an answer. "well?"
"i just told the first years i was your fiancé." he shrugged, his smirk still prominent. "they didn't even think to hesitate."
"of course they won't, you're you," she retorted, looking into his eyes. "are you going to tell me why you're here then?"
"what? i can't just come to see you because i missed you? you're my bride to be after all," he teased playfully, holding her gaze.
"no," she smiled unkindly at him, "you can not. now will you tell me why you're really here?"
"alright," he huffed, for a brief second she thought she saw his shoulders deflate, but he was quick to recover, asking her, "you know tomorrow is a hogsmeade weekend don't you?"
at her nod, he continued, "well i wanted you to meet my brother."
"regulus?" she asked dumbfoundedly, brows furrowing together. "why?"
"i uhm-" he stuttered, seeming embarrassed? that was unlike him. "-i wanted you two to approve of each other."
"hmm?" she hummed to signal that she was listening while also simultaneously prompting him to go on.
"i wanted regulus to meet you, and like you and i also wanted you to meet him —and like him." he explained, breaking eye contact to stare at his hand sheepishly. "i want my brother to like you since we're going to get married and all that."
"sirius," she started attentively, "he doesn't need to like me, our marriage is fake remember? it'll be over in a blink of an eye, i'm just trying to help you out."
"yeah, i know that," he said frustratingly. "still, he's my brother, he is important to me; and despite him already knowing that our marriage is a false one, i want the two of you to like each other."
she considered his words. eric will throw a tantrum when he finds out about this. "alright, what time shall we meet?"
•••
maybe running down the stairs of the entrance hall at full speed wasn't the best idea but she was late and sometimes being late justify being a menace to everyone surrounding her. sometimes.
if that sometimes is being late to meet your soon to be husband's brother of course, one that you desperately needed approval from. one who has been waiting for your arrival with his brother for —atleast 15 minutes now. she felt incredibly sorry for making them wait but honestly, it wasn't her fault her hair decided not to cooperate with her this morning.
she wanted to look her best for them, first impressions matter after all. what would it say about her if she should up with frizzy hair that stuck out in every direction possible.
"there you are!" sirius exclaimed, approaching her the moment he spotted her, "c'mon the carriage's leaving, let's not be late."
listening to his words, she did what she was told, following him and his brother into an empty carriage. "i'm so sorry for making you wait, i didn't mean to, i was getting ready and before i knew it i lost track of time-"
"it's okay," regulus cut in, his eyes scanning her every expression. "we weren't waiting that long," he added, trying to reassure her, "the carriage was already planning on leaving when we got there so we technically only waited mere minutes."
fuck, he's charming. "i'm regulus black, you must be [name]?"
"i am, it's nice to finally meet you." she smiled, offering him her hand. she should've expected it, really she should've, with him being from an aristocratic family and all but regulus lifting her hand to press a gentle kiss on it still stunned her. she cleared her throat, "sirius has told me quite a lot about you."
"he has? and here i thought he was ashamed of me." he arched an eyebrow, whether he was teasing her or being genuine she could not tell.
"how could he possibly be ashamed of you, he's not even ashamed of himself." at that regulus chuckled, his smile no different from sirius'.
sirius rolled his eyes, watching their playful interaction with a small satisfied smile on his face. "i'm glad that the both of you can bond over bullying me," he said as the carriage pulled to a stop, "it's good to know that both my brother and fiancée thinks so highly of me."
sirius got out first, helping her get down from the carriage as best as he could. the three of them made their way to the three broomsticks, wanting a comfortable place where they could sit and chat their heads off.
seeing the black brothers in their natural habitat was entertaining. they were similar in many ways, from the way they talk to the way they carried themself and yet they were so different. sirius preferred to talk and make outward jokes while regulus listened, mumbling sarcastic remarks that had you smiling to yourself at how cheeky it was.
sirius had a habit —she was quick to note— of glancing down at regulus' left arm, a worried look always took place when he did so but he was swift in changing his expression. replacing it with a neutral one whenever he caught himself doing so.
regulus was as great company as his brother, charming, and fascinating to a certain extent.
they spent a large majority of their time talking. all of different topics ranging from quidditch to their favorite subject until regulus dropped his eyes to the table where her hand laid, playing with a napkin. "i see mother gave you her ring?"
"yes, she did," she said, her ring finger suddenly feeling heavy, "it's beautiful."
"it doesn't look very you," sirius joined in, pointing out the obvious. "it's still beautiful sirius, it doesn't need to be very me." his brow furrowed, countering, "but that's not good enough, it's your engagement ring after all."
"in case you've forgotten, i'm marrying you for your money, as of right now i'm the definition of a gold digger," she reminded him with a small smile, "an engagement ring being very me is the least of my concerns."
at that sirius frowned, dropping the topic. regulus stifled a laugh, the corners of his lips curving upwards. "has mother took you dress shopping yet?" he then asked with interest.
"no," she answered, "my mother wanted me to pick a dress of my own, your mother didn't like that idea very much. long story short i have the freedom to pick out whichever dress i want."
regulus pursed his lips, thinking. "i'm glad to hear that. i know mother is exhausting to deal with, i hope you find exactly what you're looking for."
"thank you regulus." the door bell rang to signify someone's entrance, the said boy turned, spotting a girl standing by the door before turning back towards his brother; pink creeping onto his cheeks. "is that her?"
he nodded sheepishly. "we'll leave you to it then," she said, standing up from their booth; she grabbed onto sirius wrist, smirking down at him in hopes that he knew of her plan. sirius got the memo, holding onto her hand before briskly bidding his brother goodbye. "do you think they'll end up getting married to scam your family like us?"
sirius laughed as the pair left the inn, walking down the streets that were so fond of. "probably not. i don't think he has it in he."
"i didn't think i had it in me to marry someone for his money at 17 either but here i am," she replied sarcastically, looking up at him. it was then did she realized that they were holding hands, she hesitated; not sure whether to pull away or to keep holding onto him. his hand was warm, it felt nice.
sirius, as if he had read her mind decided to squeeze it reassuringly. "can i take you somewhere?"
"hmm?"
"there's a shop around the corner," he said, maintaining eye contact, "can i get you something from there?"
"oh sirius you don't need to get me anything-"
"i know i don't need to," he cut in softly, "i want to. so i can please take you there?"
she thought about it briefly, knowing full well that her answer would be yes because who was she to deny him anything. "what is it that you wanted to get me?"
sirius broke into a smile, turning to lead the way. "do you remember how i said that the ring wasn't very you?"
"the thing you said barely 10 minutes ago? yes i do."
"good," he muttered, turning the corner, his grip on her hand never once faltering, "because i want to get you want that actually does feel like you."
"sirius i already told you it doesn't matter, you've already bought me flowers and that's more than i could ask for."
sirius paused for a split second, pursing his lips. "look, if i don't get this for you then how would people know you're mine? that ring is no where good enough for you," he questioned, leading them into the store. he held the door open, smiling at the shop's clerk who was ecstatic to see a customer. "just think of this as my thank you for marrying me gift."
"i don't think that's real thing sirius," she said, stilling besides him as he looked at the different rings the employee had put on show.
"it doesn't need to be real if it's what is needed in order for me to spoil you," he muttered in return, his full focus on studying the different rings. finally he picked out one he thought best resembled her. sirius took off his mother's ring, placing it in his pocket and slipped the new ring on her finger. "what do you think?"
"i think it's beautiful."
"i can't really take that as an answer love, you also said that about dear mother's ring."
"fine, i think it's magnificent. i love it sirius." she smiled, eyes glancing between him and ring.
"it's perfect then," he muttered, taking it off and handing it to the clerk for it to be sized. "that will be  our engagement ring."
it was later on that night, with avril and eric passed out on her bed after discussing their outfit plans for her wedding did she opened up the box that contained the new ring.
she lifted it out, examining it when something caught her eyes. engraved into the back of the ring wrote: yours S.B
•••
avril loved throwing parties, she loved plying people with food and making sure they were enjoying their time, she loved gathering her friends round a circle to play silly games that captured the true essence of adolescent. avril loved everything that one could love about parties.
so when she told her friends that she wanted to throw one in the hufflepuff's common room it was in their nature to help out. it was sunday, dinner had just finished and the common room was empty, each person in their own respective dorms getting ready when eric and [name] made their journey out, heading towards the kitchens for as much snacks as they could gather.
facing the broad stone basement corridor, it brightly lit and decorated with food-themed paintings, she reached out to tickle the pear on the painting. the  pear giggled, turning itself into a large green door handle that revealed the entrance. she took the first step, entering the kitchens with eric behind her.
"what are you doing here?"
her eyes widened, not expecting anyone besides herself and eric to be in the kitchens at this time. "i could ask you the same thing sirius."
"i asked you first."
she turned, briefly looking at eric for help but her effort was to no avail, the ravenclaw was as at a loss for words as she was. "i'm here to grab some snacks, we're throwing a party and it would a pretty shitty one without any food."
"oh," he muttered, "no wonder you look so pretty."
"you're wearing the ring," sirius pointed out after minute, gesturing towards her finger. was all conversations between two people who would be married to one another always this strained?
"i am," she said, looking down towards the ring, "how could i not? you bought it for me."
there was the silence again; her, eric, sirius and his friends all awkwardly glancing at one another. "oh! uhm- eric this is sirius, my fiancé and sirius this is eric, my friend."
"nice to meet you," sirius smiled, offering him a hand. eric hesitated, eyes drifting towards to her direction, she tilted her head slightly, an action he took as cue to accept sirius hand.
eric shooked it, smiling in return when he spoke, "i know she's marrying you for your money." sirius smiled dropped, slightly taken aback when eric added, "i'm sure potter knows it too, doesn't he?"
in truth potter did know, sensing by the way his shoulder tensed up at the pretense of him knowing. eric had a weird way of wording things, making everything seems hostile when it wasn't supposed to be. helga, why does men have to make everything so hard?
"eric you can grab the cheesecake?" she asked, making their attention shift to her, "i need to have a word with sirius about the wedding, then i'll grab the punch and meet you back outside."
"i'll see you in a bit." after she waved her friend off, she grabbed onto sirius' arm, pulling him towards a secluded spot where his friends wouldn't be able to eavesdrop on their conversation. she looked at him hesitatingly, studying his expression before asking, "are you mad at me?"
sirius frowned, furrowing his brows in concern. "no," he answered, "why would i be mad at you?"
"i dunno." he was taller than her, having to look down in order for their eyes to meet. "i just thought that maybe eric had said something to upset you."
"he's a bit... straight forward, no subtlety whatsoever," she added, "also a little untrusting at first but he's very kind, he's a great guy." the way his gaze hardened at her words, turning from attentive to resentful didn't go unnoticed by her. is he sure he's not mad at her?
"i'm not mad at you," sirius said softly, consoling her, "nor am i mad at your friend."
"then why do you seem so uneasy? especially when you're with your friends? you're never like that."
sirius pursed his lips, thinking. "because," he started, a smile tugging on his lips, "you look very pretty, and i just happen to not know how to act around pretty people."
she scoffed, rolling her eyes despite feeling her cheeks flush at his words. "right, of course."
"love, i'm being serious!"
"of course you are you're sirius!"
"hey! i'm being truthful here," he argued, chuckling slightly, seeing her flustered over a compliment had to be his new favorite thing. "you look as pretty as a picture."
she smiled, brushing it off. "that's sweet of you to say." noting how his eyes was lingering onto her every movement. "but you're still not welcomed to the party."
sirius laughed, throwing his head back at the lame joke she made. his words was never meant to be anything more than praise, wanting her to know just how breathtaking he thought she looked. "that's a shame, i was looking forward to get a taste of that cheesecake."
"better luck next time," she said, biting her lips. "i think i should go now."
"i think so too," he replied after composing himself, still smiling down at her due to their height differences. "it's unfair to keep my darling away from them for too long."
she watched as he took a calculated step forward, bringing the front of their shoes to contact. staring up at him, she felt her breath get caught in her throat.
leaning down abruptly, sirius pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead; her eyes fluttering shut at the warm contact. he stepped back then, he smiled once more, "invite me next time, won't you?"
•••
next time came in the form of a gryffindor party instead. it was james potter's birthday and it would be an understatement to say that the marauders went all out. despite the party being a "secret", the room of requirement was packed with students from every house that is cool enough to join an inter-house party.
upon arrival she was quick to spot regulus, introducing him to avril and eric who he both charmed his ways with them. eric and regulus, both cut-throat people bonded easily, making good natured jokes about how big of a mistake it was that she chose to marry sirius. eventually the slytherin led them to the life of the party.
"[name]!" james cheered excitedly, walking towards her with open arms, his face flushed. she returned his hug, turning towards his friend with a confused look only to receive chuckles from them. pulling away james grinned at her, slurring "i'm so happy you're here!"
right, he's drunk. "and i'm so happy to be here james," she replied, making him his smile stretch out even wider. "although i'm not too late am i? it seems like i missed out on the fun."
"oh no don't worry," lily shook her head, answering for him, "he just wanted to be that shit faced drunk person of every party."
"ah," she nodded in acknowledgment. "oh, uhm- i hope you don't mind, i brought some friends?"
"no it's okay, the more the merrier," lily smiled kindly, taking one look at them before noting, "eric from potions and avril from care of magical creatures."
"weird way to identify me but i've been called worse," avril said light-heartedly, earning smiles from their small group. "now, would you be kind enough to show me where the booze is?"
"it's just right around the corner, i can get some for you actually," lily offered, being the good host that she is, "[name], peter, would you mind helping me?"
"oh," she muttered not expecting herself to be mentioned. "no i don't," she smiled, taking the hand that lily offered and following off behind her.
"so," avril started, turning to sirius, "she looks great doesn't she?"
sirius nodded, not thinking much about his actions. she really did look beautiful tonight, although —if he really thought about it— there wasn't a day where he didn't think she wasn't good-looking.
"you like her don't you?"
remus, with his curiosity now piqued, dropped his head, leaning down to hear their conversation over the loud music. regulus doing the same, finding the topic of his brother's real love-life intriguing. "yeah pads," remus started tauntingly, "you fancy her don't you?"
"i hate you did you know that?"
"avoidance is not an answer black," eric commented with a small smirk, "if you fancy her just say it."
"i don't," sirius stated, his tone now on edge, "i mean it, i only care for her as a friend and nothing more."
it was the truth, as of right now he thought of her as a friend that just had some extra steps to it. she was kind and pretty but so was lily and regulus' new girlfriend but that didn't mean he was attracted to them. really, whether they want to believe it or not, sirius could be friends with a woman and not be in love with them.
"are you sure princess?" eric added, provoking him. sirius rolled his eyes, now used to the (for the lack of better words) asshole demeanor that eric had. "alright, i'll leave you to it," he said with a condescending smile, "but just so you know, [name] is the shit faced drunk at every party."
"and potter does not stand a chance at taking that position from her."
"speaking of the devil," avril murmured, breaking apart from their small group to welcome the two girls with open arms, refusing the spiked punch that lily offered for a shot of firewhisky that she immediately downed when her friend handed it to her. "you know me so well."
"i'm really the best aren't i?" she joked, turning towards sirius; she smiled up at him, an action that he copied and handed him a shot of firewhisky as well. sirius shook his head, opting on a butterbeer that peter handed him. "you're not drinking?"
"i'm not," he replied, taking a sip that resulted in foam being stuck on his upper lip. she frowned, disappointed, "why not? it's your best mate's birthday!" sirius only stuck with his decision, deciding to stay sober so he could take care of james whilst lily had her fun. "don't worry darling, i know how to have fun without getting drunk."
"what a shame, i brought these with me for nothing," she said, staring down at the three shot cups between her finger, "well i better not waste it then."
and with that she downed one, grimacing at the taste right after. she held another shot for remus who took it with a polite smile; the pair cheered, drinking the shots, for the party has officially started.
"pads," came james, pouting, "mate my throats dry," he complained, eyes going heavy. "will you be so kind to grab me a cup of water?"
from the corner of his eyes sirius spied lily talking to some of her friends, seeming just the slightest bit under the influence. "sod off prongs, go find your girlfriend."
at the other side of the room was [name]. the alcohol had hit her about an hour after her initial shots, drunkenly laughing at every joke that remus made as the two of them found themselves to be partners in drunken crime. remus chuckled, throwing his head back with a punch still in his hand, she sat besides him, listening to the story he was telling with a small smile.
"honestly, at one point during fourth year i had considered starting a hogwarts protection group from those two maniacs," the brunette said, incredulous by how stupid his fourteen year olds idea was. "i was part of the pranks too but still."
she only snorted, finding everything funny in her current inebriated state. as she opened her mouth, ready to tell him a funny story of her own sirius approached, a cup of water in hands. "hullo dear husband."
"hello," he greeted in return, handing her the cup of water, "i think you've had enough my love," he said patiently, ignoring the cringed looks that remus was sending him. "drink this so you won't feel so hung over tomorrow morning."
"sirius if i can handle getting married to you then i can handle being hung over on a tuesday." despite her comment, she drank the water anyways. alcohol sure does make your throat dry out. "you know you don't look like you're having too much fun."
"i don't?"
"you don't," she said, getting onto her feet to face him eye to eye. she placed a hand on his shoulder to steady herself, looking at him with an intoxicated gaze. pulling her hand away, she exclaimed enthusiastically, "anyways, me and remus are going to dance, have fun being sober!"
and with that she left, hand pulling at remus so the lanky boy would follow after her. sirius' eyes trailed after them, noting how they both were bad dancers and yet did not seem to be stopping anytime soon. it wasn't long until eric, tipsy enough to be nice to anyone other than avril and [name], dragged sirius onto the dance floor as well.
she found her way to him, smiling as she moved badly to the beat. she said something that she couldn't quite hear; sirius leaned down, his ear close to her mouth, ensuring that he could hear her over the loud music. with a drunken giggle, she told him, "you're so handsome."
he pulled back to his full height, looking at her with amusement. "thank you chérie, 'preciate it."
•••
"do you still think i'm handsome?"
"shut up," she scowled, ignoring the delighted look that sirius had from eliciting such response. "i don't want to deal with you right now."
"why not? you thought i was handsome last night and now you suddenly despise me?" he teased quietly, not wanting to distract other people with their conversation.
"sirius i'm too hungover for this right now," she said, trying to keep her eyes straight at the board. oh how she missed the days where avril was sat beside her. "and if you say something along the line of i told you so, i will hex you into oblivion."
sirius bit his lips, holding back his tongue from stating that he did warn her about this. instead he commented, "you know i think i like you a lot better when you're drunk."
"and i like you better when you don't speak but we both can't have what we want now can we?"
"actually," sirius said matter-of-factly, "i've already gotten what i wanted."
"and what's that?"
"you."
"not the drunk you but having you is good enough for me," he clarified, "but i can always count on avril to bring out my favorite version of you-"
sirius continued to talk, but no sounds came out. don't you just love the silencio charm? she patted his thigh, causing him to pause in order to look at her. she smiled at him kindly, her expression the direct opposite of her next words. "you are so annoying right now."
•••
"your mother picks the worst time for us to meet her," she said, not once bothering to greet him. maybe he was rubbing off on her. "i mean seriously, couldn't she have planned to see the venue on a hogsmeade weekend."
she closed the hufflepuff's door behind her, walking to his side. sirius shifted his weight off of the pillar he was waiting for her at and started leading the way, "i've just had a long day of school and now i have to be nice to her. no offense boys, but i hate your mother."
regulus let out a small laugh, smiling at her words. "no offense taken [name], we hate her too."
"good," she said cheekily, "i'm glad we have that in common."
they made their way up to the great hall, then up again towards their usual passage beneath the one-eyed witch statue by the stairs. sirius tapped the hump with his wand, muttering a quiet dissendium. the witch's hump open just wide enough for a person to slide down to the hidden passageway.
sirius went through first, pushing his way up into honey duke, regulus followed soon after, leaving her last. with help from sirius, she climbed up the ladder, shutting the trap door below her.
sirius helped her make her way out of honey dukes and into the streets of hogsmeade. after reaching their destination, a spot that allowed for them to apparate, he let go off her hand, knowing that she (like him) was legal and could apparate on their own while regulus on the other hand. their unofficial adopted child, could not.
regulus, now used to being babied whenever he traveled with the couple made his way between them, letting sirius throw his arm around his shoulder while [name] slipped her arm around his waist. with a flick of both their wands, their small group landed in a secluded alley way where their wedding venue would be held.
the pair let go off him, heading towards one another and —as of muscle memory— interlocked their fingers, holding hands like they always did when they were to fake their relationship. the three walked, pushing pass the grand door and quickly spotting both walburga and her mother.
it was the second week of june, the finals had passed,  their NEWTs were completed. it was two weeks before the school year ended and roughly two months away from their wedding. it would be a lie if she said she wasn't nervous, she was, of course she was. marriage was a scary thing —especially when you're marrying into a family with old money who also simultaneously praises dark magic.
"mother," sirius said with a small bow, greeting her as politely as he could. "and missus [l/name], you look as gorgeous as ever."
her mother smiled, dismissing his compliment with a wave of her hand. "no need to flatter me, i've already approved of you sirius."
he smiled, feeling proud of himself for some reason he couldn't pin point. walburga coughed, causing the other four people to turn to her, giving them her full attention. by her side stood a short women with short blond hair, "shall we get started?"
the five followed her through a path that she had prepared, using magic to help visualize the venue the way both mothers wanted it. there was a hall that led into the main ballroom, its ceiling high with fancy chandeliers. her mum who had wanted a more natured feel to their wedding, asked if the person who was showing the venue, andria, could incorporate plants to the walls.
andria followed through her request, and within a flick of her wand the walls were lined up with vines, the ground spilling with purple flowers that made a satisfied smile find its way onto her mother's lips. andria then added a gate for a dramatic flair, making the hall seemed ethereal in its own way.
"this is nice," sirius murmured just loud enough for her to hear. she turned her eyes away from the various plants to him, finding him already looking back at her. "it is."
they then moved towards the ballroom, with it already being set up due to walburga's perfectionist personality; the couple stood in awe. this would've been the wedding of their dreams had they been actually in love.
looking down the isle, she found herself drifting off for a second, imagining her friends waiting by her side while her husband stood happily by his. softly she muttered, knowing that sirius could hear her despite how quiet her words was, "do you think you could cry when i walk down that isle?"
sirius watched her, considering her words for a moment, "do you want me to?"
"yeah..." she trailed off, tearing her eyes away from the isle to look at him. "i mean i bought a beautiful dress so you better cry, if not then i might just have to cancel the wedding right then and there."
sirius let out a small laugh, finding her request incredulous. "okay, i'll try then."
"thank you."
"it's no problem, i'll try anything for you."
•••
the school year ended, the pair passing the NEWTs with flying colors and now the only thing they had to worry about was the wedding.
during the first week after their graduation sirius had invited her to stay at his place, an offer that she was quick to decline. her mother was a pain to deal with on a monthly basis already, let alone having to live with her for as long as it took until their wedding came.
instead she agreed to come by his place, keep him company all the whilst plan out the final details of the wedding. after coming over for half of july she had grown quite used to his spacious room, with its many plastered posters and pictures that left only little of the walls' silvery-grey silk visible.
now she sat, kicked back on his bed while sirius stood ranting, filling her in on everything his mother had said when she was absent. she thought of anything and everything she could say to reassure him. after a while she stopped him, patting the empty spot besides her for him to take.
for a moment she remembered just how close they were now, not even a year ago she was denying him a seat at her table and now she sat comfortably on his bed as if it was of her own. "do you want me to fight her for you?"
"what?" sirius cracked out a smile.
"she's you know- she's the most unloving, conservative woman i've ever met," she confessed, "but i suppose being married to your cousin does that to you."
sirius chuckled, feeling slightly better by listening to her shit talk his mother. god he hated that woman. "[name], you're absolutely amazing but her being inbred was so unnecessary to bring up."
"like you have a say in this sirius." she gave him a look that he knew was her ridiculing him, causing him to grin. "you're a product of their work."
sirius cringed, feeling disgusted by her insinuation. he then cleared his throat, remembering why he had invited her over in the first place. turning serious, he said carefully, "there's something i've been wanting to ask you."
"what is it?" she prompted him, letting him know that she was listening and for him continue on with his words.
"can i kiss you?"
and before sirius knew it, he was rambling, "for when they announce us as man and wife i just- i wanted to know if you were okay with it before it's time and i kiss you without you being fine with it, i don't want to make you uncomfortable, you've already done so much for me-"
"you can." she cut him off with a small smile, one that brought him nothing but comfort. "it's okay sirius, you can kiss me."
"thank you for asking," she added after a minute.
sirius gazed at her, a small smile breaking onto his face. his eyes glancing down to her lips then back up to her eyes. he knew that she was watching him, watching how his eyes were lingering onto her lips like a tattoo kiss.
there was a cough by the door, making them both turn their attention to it. regulus stood awkwardly, shifting his weight; with his eyes wide, he spoke, "mother sent me."
"she wanted me to make sure that you guys weren't-" regulus let out another cough "-having sex."
•••
august seventh came sooner than she would've liked, maybe it was for the better, having it be over sooner. or maybe it was for the worse, not having been ready to see herself settle down yet. but she knew —despite her doubts— that the show must go on. keeping an even head she breathe in, feeling the air in her lungs before letting it go. it was time.
"are you ready?" eric asked, helping make last adjustments to her wedding dress. "no." she huffed honestly, hearing the orchestra music begin even behind the large door. eric smiled softly at her, letting her father come to her side, "well it's too late now."
she took a deep breath, the doors opening on its on accord in a dramatic manner. charmed rose petals pelted at her feet as she took her steps forward. she  took a moment to look around at who was gathered, and where, but she barely recognized them. a large majority of the people were ones who came to honor the noble house of black name's while the other half were distant family and friends that her mother had invited.
down the isle sirius stood, james, regulus, remus, and peter by his side. watching her walk with clouded eyes, she beamed at him, playing with the bouquet in her hands. when she arrived in front of him she noticed his watery grey eyes. as quietly as she could, she commented, "you're crying."
"i am," he said, agreeing. "i told you i'd try anything for you."
the music cut out, the ceremony was starting. the pair shared cheeky smiles as they listened to the officiant drone on and on, following the normal wedding procedures until it was time for them to recite their vows.
"with this hand i will lift your sorrows. your cup will never be empty, for i will be your wine. with this candle, i will light your way into darkness. with this ring, i ask you to be mine."
sirius slipped a golden band around her finger first, her repeating his actions not long after. sirius stepped forward, his shoes touching her's. leaning down slightly, he pressed his lips onto her, his right arm finding its way on her waist and tugging her ever closer to him.
his cheeks were wet, presumably from the tears he had had. she kissed back, melting underneath his touch. sirius smiles into the kiss, a feeling that she knew she'd never forget. the kiss breaks: her pulling away from him, feeling flustered. and then it was official, they were married, this was just the beginning of the end.
•••
"where should we go for our honeymoon?" she asked suddenly, surprising sirius. they were once again in his room, this time alone, the door close with no regulus standing by to make sure they weren't up to something. "since we're married and all now, i think i deserve a break."
sirius thought for a second, laying down on the cold hard wood floor, a place that he somehow had found solace in. "we have a home in paris if you want to go."
"paris sounds nice," she mumbled. her gown was still on her, having come to his room immediately after the recessionals. she was to live with him now, husband and wife after all. staying with sirius, in his room, alone, for roughly a month, won't be so bad. will it?
"it does," he concurred, "do you want to go?"
"maybe," she said, unsure. "gosh this is awkward."
"what's awkward?" he asked, looking puzzled. from his position on the floor, his eyes searched for her. finding her on his bed, sat with her knees pressed to her chest, looking down at him.
"us right now." she answered, straightening out her legs. he frowned then, even more confused. "the people who attended probably thinks we're going at it right now but we're sat here talking about paris."
"we can go at it if you want," sirius said, sitting up. at the roll of her eyes, he smirked, "i'm not denying you anything, it seems as though i can not."
she threw a pillow at him, one that he expertly caught with one hand. she felt her neck heating up, whether it was from the drinks she had or his words she could not tell. "you're insufferable you know that?"
"i'm anything you want me to be my love."
"stop it or i'll punch you in the throat," she warned. watching as he stood up from his spot and made his way to the empty side of the bed, sirius laid down, inching himself closer to her every second. "are you... trying to seduce me right now?"
"maybe," he murmured, finally landing his head on her thighs, the tool of her dress providing him a sense of cushion. "is it working?"
"no," she answered, giving him a smile that was meant to ridicule him but all it did was make his smirk grow more narcissistic.
"why did you never join the quidditch team?" her hand found it's way into his hair, twisting round the onyx curls. "you were really good at it you know? i saw you sub in during james' practices."
sirius shut his eyes, leaning into her touch when her hand landed on his scalp, scratching it lightly. "i didn't want to compete."
"with who?"
"regulus," he answered softly, "we weren't on good terms when he joined the team and i could not bring myself to handle seeing him. especially not during a time where we were to compete for who would be greater."
"oh." her hands paused its movements on its own accord. "i never thought of it like that."
she thought about him?
"well i also never thought of us going at it until you mentioned it minutes ago," he retorted, earning himself a slap on the arm. good godric, he loved drunk [name]. "the offers still stands you know?"
"baby i wouldn't sleep with you if you were the last man on earth."
sirius cheeks grew pink at her choice of nickname, never once in their roughly eight months long relationship had she called him anything but sirius or black. she noticed it, smiling when she leaned down to face him. "you like being called baby don't you?"
and —for the first and last time ever, sirius told her to, "shut up."
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"the man has mummy issues, of course he likes being called baby," eric scoffed. avril laughed, joking at the expense of her friend's husband. "i wouldn't be surprised if he lets you boss him around in bed."
"alright that's enough," she stopped him, hiding a smile. "my lack of sex life should not be the topic of today's conversation. lily here is literally getting married."
"no, no," lily protested, dismissing the topic change, "i'm more fascinated about you and sirius than james' proposal to me."
"seriously?" she asked incredulously, her eyes moving to everyone around the table for at least one person to be on her side. "i feel like i've said this way too much but in case you've forgotten, i married sirius for his money, i don't like him that way and vice versa. me and sirius haven't slept together."
"but you want to," marlene pointed out, taking a sip of her wine. helga, how did a dinner celebrating lily's engagement turn into them trying to prove that she was in love with her husband. "i can see it in your eyes."
she sigh, defeated. they weren't going to believe her words so what's the point in trying to deny it any longer. lily, seeing her expression shifted the topic, telling them about how she had already made an appointment for herself to go dress shopping and that all the ladies were invited.
the rest of dinner went on smoothly, all of them catching up with one another. spending the night switching from topics to topics, eric's love life didn't escape their conversation, being the only man in the group and all. the former ravenclaw boy had found someone who was kind to him, and from his description, the complete opposite of him but then again, they do say opposite attracts.
after bidding goodbyes, they went on their separate ways. after walking to an empty alley way with avril, she hugged her goodbye before flicking her wand, apparating herself back into sirius' room.
sirius who heard the unmistakable crack, sat up straight, wiping his eyes with his sleeves just as she noticed him hunched over on their bed. her faced turn to one of concern, standing in front of him, cautiously she asked, "what's wrong?"
"nothing," sirius answered, smiling up at her.
she frowned, taking a seat besides him. "not to be a dick but you're a terrible liar."
sirius laughed watery, wiping his nose with his sleeve. "it's just walburga, you know?"
"she did something again?" she asked, clearly not surprised by the news.
at his nod she carefully wrapped her sirius in her embrace. it was weird, hugging him, the most they've ever done was kissed and that was under the pretense of marriage. she's seen him angry, sad, frustrated, and disappointed over walburga but had never once seen him crying. she did not know how to comfort him but she sure as hell will try.
"do you want to talk about it?" she felt his head shook, feeling his tears dampening up her shirt. instinctively, she leaned down, pressing a kiss on the crown of his head. her voice was soft, whispering reassuring words in an attempt to calm him down. 
his breathe steadied enough for him to speak, sirius lifted his head from her shoulder and looked at her with embarrassment. "i'm sorry."
"it's okay," she said lightly, "it's what having a wife is for right?"
there was a small smile on his lips, feeling relieved to have her presence besides him. with a small laughed, he repeated, "i'm sorry you had to see that."
giggling slightly, feeling better about how the mood having been slightly lifted, she quipped, "i don't mind it, seeing a handsome guy cry had always been in my bucket list."
sirius paused, eyes bloodshot red, "you think i'm handsome?"
"are you still sad?" she asked slowly.
"yes?"
"i always thought you were," she answered, watching him lower his eyes awkwardly, a small smile finding its way to his lips.
"what if i said no?" he questioned timidly, his voice coarse.
"the i would've lied and said you're the most mediocre looking man i've ever seen."
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"you and sirius looks like a couple," regulus mumbled, pushing his brother's leg over to make room on the couch.
she turned to him, the heat of sirius' hand around her waist getting warmer and warmer as she thought about her brother's in law comment. "what kind of couple?"
sirius kept quiet for a moment, gazing at her seductively.
"why are you looking at me like that?"
"like what?" he said innocently, giving her his best doe eyes.
"like you're flirting with me."
"i'm flirting?" he muttered as if it was new information to him, "flirting with you?" he added, squeezing her waist, his thumb sneaking beneath her sweatshirt, pressing onto her skin. "please don't get me wrong."
"so you're not flirting with [name] right now?" lily asked from her spot on the arm chair, green eyes watching his hands placements.
"maybe i am, maybe i'm not. we're married after all, i need to keep sweeping my darling off of her feet or else she'll fall for someone else," he said smoothly, smirking at lily who then rolled her eyes at him.
over the course of the first month of their marriage, sirius had managed to open his own vault, transfer all his parents trust fund money, found a flat that deemed fit for him and his brother and found a lawyer to begin their divorce's process.
maybe it was all moving too fast but the whole situation had never been taken slowly in the first place. he had asked for her to move in with him and regulus, an offer that she didn't clearly thought through and had accepted. with the help of magic, moving was done within two days which james ended up calling for a celebration. a house party where everyone within their circle was to be invited.
"you shouldn't flirt with people that easily," she commented, stealing his attention back to her.
"and you shouldn't fall for people who flirts with you," he countered, keeping his eyes on her.
"well i didn't! i don't fall for people easily."
"you were just telling me not to flirt with you because you fell head over heels by my beauty when you saw me," he said smiling accusingly, his thumb drawing circles on her skin.
"i didn't tell you not to flirt with me."
"then what did you say?"
"don't flirt with people so easily."
sirius hummed in thoughts, his hand not once stopping it's movement. "so i can flirt with you but not other people. sounds pretty controlling." she looked at him warily, awaiting his next comments. "good thing i like a woman in charge."
"you're ridiculous," she scoffed. eric, who was sat on the floor opposing her, smirked, giving a look that she knew all too well. i was right. pushing herself up and off the couch, she gave him sirius one last look. "i'm filing for a divorce."
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the months went by fast, before they even knew it they were halfway through their divorce trial. sirius had filed a no-fault divorce, giving them both equal amounts of legal property. he had served her, and initiated the negotiation process. it seemed as if he was rushing to get rid of her and it would be a plain out lie if she said it didn't hurt her feelings.
"hey," sirius greeted, spotting her read on the couch the moment he entered their flat. "i got you something."
she lifted her head from her book, giving him a questioning look. an expression that sirius took as cue for him to continue.
he shrugged his jacket off, hanging it by the coat stand and dropping his keys in its pocket. he lifted the item in his hand, and made his way to sit besides her. she bookmarked her page, shutting it and giving him her full attention. "what is it?"
sirius only kept quiet, handing it to her, "open it."
she did as she was told, slowly unwrapping the package to reveal a small cake with the words happy anniversary written on it. she looked up him with surprise, smiling. "what is it for?"
"for our anniversary!" he exclaimed, pointing out the obvious.
"sirius our wedding anniversary isn't for another ten months."
"not that anniversary." he shook his head. "it's the anniversary of me sitting besides you despite you saying no."
"you remember that?" she asked with a small laugh.
"of course i remember!" he exclaimed, running a hand through his overgrown hair, "i was so nervous to talk to you."
"you were nervous to talk to me?" she followed up, settling the cake on their coffee table. "why?"
"because i thought you were cool, and i didn't know what to do since i had already asked evans for her help with the whole plan thing and i still hadn't talked to you nor was i certain you'd agree."
"you thought i was cool? and here i thought i was the only girl you were willing to invest in," she teased earning a pout from sirius. "fine fine i won't hurt your feelings today, thank you for this, sirius. i will definitely owl regulus and make fun of you about it later."
sirius lips jutted out even more, giving her his best doe eyes. "i feel like you love regulus more than you love me."
"how could i ever love regulus more than i love you," she said sarcastically. sirius faced turned to one that she could not read. curiously she asked, "what? is there something on my face?"
"no, nothing," he dismissed, still gazing at her.
"than what is it?"
"you said you can never love regulus more than you love me," he said slowly, his own grey eyes drifting between her lips and her eyes. she nodded cautiously, not wanting to overstep him. "prove it then."
"p-prove it?"
"prove it."
"prove what exactly," she said with a short lasting laugh, trying to take some of the tension off of herself.
"prove that you love me more than regulus."
she laughed, thinking that it was another one of his joke that she never fully understood but sirius remained —well, serious, keeping his eyes on her.
sirius was slow with his next action, giving her an out if she wanted it. he made sure to watch for her most minuscule movements, the last thing he wanted to do was mess this up and make her uncomfortable. sirius very casually —even though he felt as though his heart was to explode any second, leaned his head down, capturing her lips with his own.
why did he spent so long denying it when it felt so good to have her by his side he would never know. what he knew was that he liked the feel of her, liked that she was kissing him back, liked that she had seen the worst of him (and his sick family) and chose to stay, like that she was —in the most dysfunctional way possible— his.
when sirius pulled away, the first thing he noticed was how her eyes widened with fascination, which only made him fall deeper into the hole he dug for himself. "was that weird?"
she laughed, snapping out of her trance and shook her head. her hands moving on its own accord when the found its way to his cheeks, feeling weak after the chaste kiss. "no, no, it was fine. amazing even."
sirius smiled in return, feeling relieved that she seemed nowhere near mad at him. "it was okay then?"
"it was more than okay sirius," she reassured him, bringing his face forwards and pressing a kiss to his forehead before she even registered her gesture. sirius turned to the side, hiding his blushing face in her palm but his red ears was no help to his case.
sirius own hand reached up, covering her hand with his and pulled it away from his face. "we should call our lawyers."
"we should. they're not going to like this."
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—from bee: i no longer support the artist i’ve chosen to name this fic after but that doesn’t change a thing,,, i still have a song for it hehe
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msmoony7 · 3 months
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Ice Skating with Sirius Black
Summary: you and Sirius go ice skating on the great lake (fluff)
Word Count: 360
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“Ahh!” you shout as you tumble down onto the cold ice. You look around and see Sirius hunched over laughing at you on the other side of the lake. He skates over to you with ease and helps you to your feet.
“You know,” he starts, “you’re supposed to stay on your feet, not your bum.”
You stare daggers into him and he slowly starts to back away from you with his hands held up in the air.
“Wait, come back! I can’t go more than two feet without falling.”
He comes back and grabs your hand, trying to help you forward. You make it about five feet this time before falling again.
“Wow, you really are bad at this,” Sirius chuckles while he helps you up once more, dusting the ice off your clothes.
“I’m not bad at this,” you contest, “you’re just abnormally good at this. How are you so good at this?”
“Remus, James, and I go skating here every year. Plus I’m just good at everything I do,” he replies with a smile. He’s not wrong. That man is good at everything he does. 
“Grab my hands,” he says.
You grab them and he stands facing you, helping you forwards. 
You slowly start to get the hang of it with his help. He moves next to you and is now only holding onto one of your hands.
You finally make one lap around the lake with his help and he lets go of your hand to cheer for you. In your excitement, you lose your balance once more and begin to fall over. He runs in to try and keep you up but fails as you end up falling on top of him.
“You can skate backwards and I can’t even stay on my feet for more than a minute,” you huff while still laying on top of him, burying your head onto his chest.
“Sorry, love. We can’t all be good at everything we do,” he says with a smile as he pulls your chin up and leaves a soft kiss on your lips. “C’mon, let’s go get you some butterbeer to cheer you up.”
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mydearlybeloathed · 6 months
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𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒
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𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: you and sirius have a well practiced and sentimental ritual: hair washing.
𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: sirius x fem!reader
𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1052
𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: reader and sirius shower together, fluff, reader's hair texture and color aren't described so hopefully everyone can picture their own beautiful hair
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Mornings spent in your boyfriend’s bathroom were some of the best, especially on Sunday mornings, when there was no quidditch, no school, and probably no detention. Today was one of those mornings.
The rest of the boys were up and out by noon, but you and Sirius were still wrapped up in his bed sheets, face to face with your legs tangled and his head resting on your chest. Remus’ pesky Muggle alarm clock had woken the pair of you up just an hour ago, when the wolf boy dodged a thrown pillow and shouted a curse as he ran from the room.
Finally, finally, you were alone again, but sleep was hard to catch again. 
Sunlight was bleeding in through the window curtains and laughter wafted up from the common room. The bed was getting stuffy and hot, and you noticed your scalp felt damp, eliciting a sigh from you. “Pads?”
“Sleep,” he grumbled back, pulling you tighter against him.
You huffed and blew a strand of hair out of your face. “Sirius, come on. Can’t waste a whole day.”
“Why not?”
“Siri,” you laughed. “Please? Maybe we can get breakfast still.”
“Not hungry,” he muttered. Sirius tucked his head further into your neck. He almost purred when you started to scratch at his head.
His hair really was pretty. Ever soft and lovely to play with, it fell just below his chin. Though, as you ran your fingers through his dark locks, he started to squirm at the feeling.
He groaned and lifted his head to stare down at you. “It’s as oily as it feels, huh?”
idown your face and reache dup to caress his cheek. “Wanna shower?”
Sirius brightened into alertness instantly, throwing the sheets off and tugging you along with him. A laugh escaped your lips as he shut the door behind you and led you right to the shower.
Your shampoo and conditioner was already there, having its own special spot among Sirius’ bottles and then the three-in-one the boys used. It’d been a while since you washed your hair in your own dorm, you mused, having taken to coodirnating wash days with Sirius.
It was a sacred ritual, almost, started a year ago, some months into your relationship. You’d noticed quickly how much care Sirius put into his hair, and he’d noticed the same in you, and it was this unspoken observation that deepened the affection growing between you. 
He had your routine down by heart, knowing every product you did or didn’t use and always making sure he had a spare in his bathroom. Sirius’ hair was very important to him. Growing up in Grimauld Place it was one of the only things he could control. So the fact that you could appreciate this part of him as much as he did only made him love you more. 
Sirius relished in the feeling of the steam of the warm water, you skin against his. He melted at your touch, loving how you carded your fingers through his hair with shampoo, admiring how gentle your hands were. 
He was feeling particularly sentimental today, it seemed, as his hands found the divots of your waist and guided you into a sway. He hummed a song he’d heard on Remus’ cassette and grinned at the sound of your giggle in his ear. 
Sirius was just as careful with your hair, taking his turn in washing yours. Pride swelled in his chest as you closed you eyes and leaned into him, completely at ease. He loved that he made you feel safe, and adored how you made him feel the same.
With hair and bodies clean, the ritual took its next step as the shower turned off and the pair of you stepped out onto the little bathmat Peter had brought back in first year. The mirror was all fogged up, and this triggered your favorite step: Sirius took his finger and drew a single smiley face in the corner of the mirror before he wiped away enough of the condensation for you to see your reflections.
He put on some boxers and threw one of his t-shirts at your head, and side by side you went through the motions of drying your hair and then brushing your teeth. It was probably somewhere close to noon by now, meaning the preparations for lunch were being set out in the Great Hall. 
When all was said and done, you and Sirius stood in the center of the bathroom, lazily leaning into one another, your arms draped over his shoulders and his around your waist. 
“We should go eat,” you said.
He barely mumbled in agreement, yet neither of you moved for another moment. That was until someone started pounding their fist against the bathroom door, and James’ voice bellowed, “Oi, lovebirds! Time’s up!”
You groaned in unison, and Sirius moved to unlock the door with you shuffling behind him. James stood on the other side looking much too chipper for your liking, and you promptly flipped him off as you passed. He just chuckled and mock-saluted the pair of you, retreating into the bathroom.
Sirius tossed you the clothes you’d been wearing the day before and then went to change for the day as well. You stood at the mirror over Remus’ desk, messing with your hair a bit before you called over, “Love, can you braid my hair?”
You didn’t need to ask twice. In seconds he had you sitting on his bed whilst he stood behind you, chewing his lip as he manuevered your strands around to fix it exactly right. Your eyes fell shut and your shoulders relaxed; nothing felt quite as nice as your boyfriend playing with your hair.
He tied it off with an elastic, and when you turned around you found him pulling his hair back in a low ponytail, some curly strands poking out and framing his face nicely. You shifted around on the bed to stand on your knees, pecking a kiss to his forehead before you jumped down and interlocked his hand with yours.
“Shall we, Mr. Black?” you teased, swinging your arms between you, leading him down the stairs to the common room.
Sirius rolled his eyes and pressed his lips to the side of your head. “We shall.”
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moim0i · 5 months
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Promises Left Behind Part 2
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Pairing: Young Sirius Black x Female Reader, Regulus Black x Female Reader (one-sided)
Warnings: reader gets crucio'ed and abused many times (mentioned), everyone is worried for the reader, reader helps regulus try to destroy the horcrux, voldemort knows
a/n: I never expected promises Left Behind to blow up like it did but I'd like to thank everyone that enjoyed it (ノ^^)ノ I never thought I'd make a part 2 so there's some things I wished to change about the first one but it's okay, I hope you like part 2 :)
part one /// part three
Taglist: @anflowers11 @wivwer @quackitysdrugdealer @abaker74 @am-i-shit-or-am-i-the-shit
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y/n waited and waited but that night, sirius never came by to see her.
the next day, walburga came to their residence to tattle tale about y/n and sirius' rendezvous with muggle kind. y/n's father was furious with the fact that his own pureblood daughter would even think to associate herself with those inferior beings.
he thought he would let it slide that his daughter was sorted into gryffindor instead of slytherin (because there was one house he would've been disappointed the most if she got in it hufflepuff) but time after time it seems that y/n kept disobeying him and he has had enough. he was disgusted to have a blood traitor as a daughter.
y/n was thrown around and even crucio'ed by her own mother and father as they yelled at her about her treachery and their disgust. how she was ungrateful for behaving the way she did when people didn't have the privilege and luxury she had.
y/n was broken. she was scared. the pain and the abuse would've driven her mad but she only had one person in her mind.
where was sirius? was sirius okay? did sirius go through the things she's going through right now? is that why he isn't here?
all thoughts and similar were swirling in her head as she lay in her bed with a tear-stained face.
the 2 pairs of adults thought it would be a good idea to discard sirius and y/n marriage and instead promise her to regulus. by this time, the boy was already an active death eater and people who know the black family well acknowledge that regulus has always been walburga and orion's perfect son.
he was a slytherin. a death eater. an athlete. smart.
a perfect pureblood son.
walburga and y/n's father had a plan. they would say that sirius ran away, with no indication of coming back to her, as he lives comfortably with the potters and never thought about her. that is where regulus would come in and comfort her. of course, the parents knew of y/n's fondness for regulus and vice versa.
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y/n sat down on the edge of an elegant pond that her family had in the backyard of their estate. her knees were pulled up, resting her chin on them as she watched the fish swim around. she was tired. both physically and mentally but she was glad to avoid her parents for today and have her time by herself outside of her home.
regulus stood in the house, watching her. he wanted to go up to her so badly, make sure she was okay.
he knew the things she endured, having gone through them himself if he disobeyed his parents. that's why he was their perfect son because he was scared. a coward.
that was another reason why regulus envied sirius. sirius had a courage to him that actively challenged his parents that regulus failed to see in himself.
with the little courage he had, he walked outside and sat next to the girl.
he didn't want to ask if she was okay, that was a stupid question. so he sat in silence, thinking of what to tell her.
"is it true?" y/n asked, never taking her eyes off the pond.
"excuse me?" regulus asked in confusion as he looked at the girl.
"is it true? that sirius left without looking back?"
"yes..." regulus replied as y/n scoffed. "but he loves you, you know that."
"love?" the girl's voice cracked. "look what his love did to me."
it was silent again for a moment before regulus was the first to speak, "I'm sorry about what happened to you, I know how it feels."
y/n refrained from asking if sirius knew what it feels like too. why would she? did he even think of her?
"do you still believe in it? blood superiority I mean," y/n finally turned to the boy beside her who was already looking at her.
"I did, back in the day," regulus confessed. "I thought that was the only right way. I will admit that I was slightly angered when I'd see you and sirius run off with muggleborns and halfbloods like it was normal but after some reflection, I realized that..."
'that I'd still fall in love with you if you were a muggle,' regulus wanted to say but couldn't. he couldn't drop that bomb on her. it was unfair and selfish, she was clearly not in the right state of mind.
"what did you realize, regulus?" y/n asked.
"I realized that either way, we're all just human. it shouldn't matter. this whole thing about a blood being superior to another is stupid," regulus shook his head as he looked away. "it's all just bullshit."
"you're right. it's all just bullshit."
"oh, before I forget," regulus then pulled out a small little thing from his picket and gave it to the older girl. it was the red and black bracelet that she gave sirius the night he ran away, the jewelry clasp bent and broken.
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the first day back at hogwarts felt off to the marauders. the absence of their favourite girl was prominent in the atmosphere.
james was worried when sirius showed up to his house wet from the pouring rain and frantic.
sirius was mumbling incoherent words while james got a towel and tried to warm him up. after the boy stopped shivering and calmed himself down, he spilled everything to the glasses-wearing boy.
how his mother found out about his and y/n's date in muggle society. his muggle clothing. how she broke the engagement between them and how she forbade him from ever seeing her. how she burned everything in his room. how she burned his face off the black family tapestry.
james listened to every word that came out of his best friend's mouth. he felt bad for the boy because it was clear to anyone that sirius came from a loveless family.
james also questioned why sirius didn't come with y/n in toe. he thought they were in it till the end of the line so it was hard for him to think that sirius would just leave the girl in the pack of wolves.
that's when sirius confessed something he never told anyone (but james at this very moment) before.
after a heated argument with his mother and a hasty conversation with his father, before he threw the front door open, sirius revealed his family's ties with voldemort and how his father threatened that they had eyes everywhere, so if sirius were to run away and make contact with y/n, they'd retaliate against her.
he couldn't stop thinking about her. sirius felt immense guilt knowing that y/n thought that he'd just run off without her. it was true but he didn't mean it with malicious intent. he wanted nothing more than to take her with him but knowing that he was a target to dark wizards, he couldn't.
the entire summer, sirius couldn't help but think about her the entire time. a lot can happen in 2 months.
so he sat in silence in the express with the rest of the marauders. he saw y/n pass through the corridor and he subconsciously inched closer to the door. he desired to get a glimpse of her and hoped she would look back at him but she didn't. she kept walking.
sirius expected it, of course. he wasn't surprised about regulus trailing behind her, like he always did, and he scoffed.
attempting to wave to y/n, remus raised his hand but after she didn't even glance at the group he put his hand down slowly in confusion.
james had head boy duties to attend to so he left sirius to explain what happened in the summer of 1976 to remus and Peter who were left in the dark. he made sure to promise sirius that he'd check up on y/n when he made his rounds along with lily, who became head girl.
when james saw the girl he was surprised to find her with a nest of snakes, people he thought the girl would never associate herself with. the only gyffindor in a compartment filled with slytherins.
y/n was by the window seat, looking at the scenery as they made their way to hogwarts. james attempted to talk to her but she just ignored him while the other slytherins started to holler at him, not caring that he was the head boy.
he observed the girl while he was getting berated by the snakes around her. she closed in on herself, she was hugging her body like she wanted to make herself small. james was anxious about what could have happened during the summer that turned her into this so quickly. she was always so lively and expressive so it was strange seeing her like this.
seeing how y/n wouldn't budge along with her slytherin companions, he gave her one more reassurance that he was there for her before james left the group to check up on other students. lily watched from the next compartment over that she was checking up on and gave a saddened look when james shook his head at her. lily made sure to make a note to herself that she'd check up on y/n herself when they were in the safe space of their dormitory.
when the glasses-wearing boy met up with his companions in the great hall he noticed that y/n sat on the very edge of the gryffindor table, alone. james relayed what happened in the compartment and sirius couldn't help but feel more guilt. something obviously happened, something bad, and she had to endure it all alone. he wanted nothing more than to go up to the girl and talk to her but he could feel the dark gazes from the slytherin table that were looking at him. spies. it was a warning for sirius to back off.
as the sorting ceremony and the grand feast began, remus never tore his gaze away from y/n. he noticed that she never looked anywhere except her plate the entire time, picking at her fingernails, a nervous habit remus noticed of hers throughout their years of being friends.
that night, y/n rushed to her bed and closed the canopy around her bed, an indication that she didn't want to be disturbed.
still lily made it her mission to talk to the girl, even though it was a one-sided conversation. the head girl was sure to make it clear that she would always be there for her and that whatever she was going through, they could go through together. alas after a moment of silence and no response, lily decided to head to bed.
y/n lay there trying to stifle her sobs, clutching her forearm as fat tears rolled down her cheeks.
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"you've been avoiding us," Remus stated when he cornered the girl in a secluded part of the library. y/n jumped up from her seat and turned around to face the boy.
"what are you doing? have I not made it clear that I don't want to be with any of you?" y/n hissed as she quickly gathered her things.
"what's going on with you? everyone is worried."
"nothing is wrong. all of you guys just need to leave me alone!"
"y/n, please. whatever it is we can help!" Remus tried to reason and grabbed her sleeve on impulse when she came to run around him.
"get your hands off me, you halfbreed!" y/n whispered yelled as she flung her hands away like they'd been burned. remus wasn't offended when she called him that, honestly it further proved that something was going on because the y/n he knew would never call him something like that.
that's when something clicked in his mind.
remus grabbed y/n wrist as she struggled and turned her forearm to face him.
there staring back at him was the dark mark. his mark.
"no... y/n no, no, no, no..." he kept repeating as the mark glared back at him. remus looked back up at the girl whose eyes became glossy.
"I told you to leave me alone," she snatched her hand back and turned to leave. "it's for the best."
there was one place y/n thought to go to where she could be alone and that was the astronomy tower. it was a place sirius took her to spend time and bitch about life. she knew the boy never came here without her so she felt secure to be there right now.
"I knew I'd find you here," a recognizable voice called out as the male leaned against the railing beside her.
"regulus... what are you doing here?"
"I came to check up on you," the boy said and turned to face the gryffindor.
"it seems like that's what everyone is doing lately..."
"you should be grateful for having friends that care so much for you."
"I know it's just..."
"just what? tell me what's on your mind."
"I don't think I can do it anymore."
"what do you mean by that?" regulus looked perplexed.
"everything. this mark. I never wanted this life at all," y/n confessed as she collapsed on the ground and leaned on the railing. "I just wish I could leave and live a normal life. a muggle life but I know that as long as I have his mark on me, that wouldn't be possible."
regulus sat down beside the girl, shoulder to shoulder. "I know how you feel... I never wanted this life either."
"I still can't believe you have the mark, i thought minors weren't allowed to take the mark... you're just a boy."
"and you're just a girl..."
"there has to be something that we can do... I don't want to be on this side of the war," y/n whispered to the young boy beside her. even though she felt safe at hogwarts, there were always eyes and ears everywhere.
"I do have some suspicions about the dark lord," regulus began to say as he stood up. "I cannot disclose them here. too much of a risk for someone to eavesdrop. follow me, I know a place where we can talk privately."
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"the come and go room," y/n gasped as she entered a room that resembled a home with a fake outside world on the window.
"I found the room of requirements by accident one day," regulus explained. "It is where I feel most safe and at home. whenever I wanted to be alone or study, I would always go here."
"what is it that you wanted to say?" the gryffindor asked as she sat down on the small but cute dining table.
the other followed after her and asked, "have you noticed anything about the dark lord?"
"I mean... he's a bit ugly?" the girl answered in uncertainty.
"that's exactly it," regulus exclaimed. "the dark lord... he doesn't look human at all. I'm wondering why that could be the case. I remember older death eaters gossiping and talking about how the dark lord used to be handsome back when he attended hogwarts so I fail to see how old age can turn him into that."
"Reggie! you're a genius! there definitely is something suspect about that."
"I reckon it has to do with dark magic but I don't know what."
"it's turning him less and less human whatever he's doing. like he's losing his soul."
"without a soul, the body just becomes a corpse."
"the dark lord does look sickly and pale."
"this is dark magic beyond our comprehension. if we can figure it out, we might have an advantage to stop the dark lord."
"where could we start? there are no dark magic books that can be accessible to us unless we sneak into the restricted section in the library."
"that is something we might have to do but our families are already involved in the dark arts. we need to dig around our houses to see if we can find anything about soul splitting."
"my father does have a study where he keeps some books but it would be suspicious if I'm found in there looking through. I'll do it though."
"me too. I've been in my parent's good graces for a while so it wouldn't be uncommon for me to be involved in the dark arts. actually, I think they'd be proud. just be safe and careful, okay?" regulus begged as he reached forward to hold her hand.
"I promise but are you sure you want to do this regulus? it's very dangerous."
"all my life people have made decisions for me. of course I made decisions myself that I regret because I was such a coward. I won't be a coward any longer, I'll be brave."
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sirius looked down at the marauders map as he walked through the halls. he wanted to speak with y/n. he needed to see her.
his heart shattered when remus told him about how he saw the dark mark on his girl.
he was completely gutted. he felt frightened, guilty, and hopeless. he was too late.
he didn't think that they would push her into the dark side so soon. sirius already made a plan about how he was going to take the reader, not caring about the huge target on his back, after their graduation and go into hiding.
he felt better knowing that she'd be with him because he had a better chance of protecting her than to leave her with her dark wizard parents but now knowing that she was mark, it was a big foil to his plan.
she didn't even know the truth. the truth of why he ran away and never came back. he would've come back for her. he wanted to. but he knew if he did it wouldn't end well.
before he ran, his father warned him about the consequences of seeing her and since sirius was still underage and couldn't do magic outside of hogwarts without being in serious trouble, he couldn't.
that's why sirius was frantic for y/n to know the truth. he didn't want her to think he didn't care about her because it was quite literally the exact opposite. he cared for her too much. loved her too much. too much to the point that he'd risk it all. all for her. he just needed to tell her because it would break his heart in a million pieces if the girl who held his whole heart in her hands thought that he thought so little of her.
sirius saw the name of the girl he loved at the astronomy tower but what unnerved him was that she wasn't alone. she was with his younger brother, regulus.
the gryffindor boy knew the fastest way to the astronomy tower with all the secret passages that he and the marauders found.
he felt slightly warm inside knowing the spot he showed the girl during their 3rd year was a comfort spot for her... because it was a comfort spot for him too.
sirius was halfway through the secret passage when he saw the two walk in the opposite direction.
he tried to catch up with them as fast as he could but when he reached the seventh floor at hogwarts, their names suddenly disappeared. sirius looked on confused as he rounded the corner and saw an empty hallway. he swore he saw their names just a second ago. where could they have gone?
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throughout his last year, sirius couldn't catch the chance to talk to y/n at all. she either actively avoided him, was around a ball of snakes, was with regulus (whom sirius avoided), or simply disappeared after entering the seventh floor.
it was one day near their last day of school when he finally caught her. she was at the black lake, skipping stones with her hands just like a muggle.
"y/n..." sirius called out to his first love. y/n visibly froze when she heard his voice. when sirius saw her ready to run away, he called out to her again. "y/n wait! talk to me please."
the girl didn't say anything but made no move to run away.
"that night. whatever you thought, it isn't what happened," sirius began to clarify. "never in my life would I ever leave without you willingly. trust me I wanted to go back to you, I swear on my life. before I could leave my house my father slammed the door close and said that they had spies everywhere and if I were to make contact with you, they'd hurt you. I never truly felt like a coward until that day because I knew what my family was capable of and I was afraid that if I did come to you that night, I wouldn't be able to shield you. after that night, I never stopped thinking about you. you were what filled my mind every day during that summer and it drove me insane not knowing if you were safe or not. it broke me that day in the express when I saw you through the glass of my compartment and you looked so broken, so soulless. I couldn't help but think that I did this to you and I did. remus told me already and you know what? I don't care. I don't care that you're a death eater because I know this isn't you, this isn't what you wanted. I've trained day and night to be the best wizard that I could be. I'm stronger now than I was a year ago so please. please come with me after graduation and let me protect you like i promised when we were young. you can run away from this life and stay with me and the other marauders like you were always meant to."
nothing but the slush of water and the birds chirping was heard after sirius' outburst. sirius started to feel uncomfortable and insecure about the silence. never has he ever opened up like this before and it took a lot of courage for him to do so but he shifted on his feet uncomfortably as y/n said nothing but create little crescents on her palms.
"please say anything. laugh at me, yell at me, hit me, I don't care. just please say something," sirius begged as he felt the blood pumping in his ears. he was so nervous and overwhelmed.
"no."
"no...? what do you mean no?"
"sirius I can't..."
"what are you saying? what do you mean you can't? the boys and I don't care that you're a death eater, we'll help you escape."
"it's not that, sirius. I can't run away with you."
"but why? can't you just tell me?"
"no sirius, I can't. just please respect that."
"is it regulus? have you fallen for him?" sirius clenched his jaw as he said those words.
"what? no, no. I haven't."
"I see you've chosen your side, l/n."
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it's been a few years since then.
james and lily got married and were about to have their first baby.
the marauders and lily were deeply grieved with the fact that y/n couldn't be there for james and lily's wedding and the birth of their child but they always left a seat open for her during get-togethers if one day she happened to show up. sirius never stopped loving y/n, his heart was always open to her.
they don't know what happened to y/n after graduation along with regulus black. they were informed by a little birdie that regulus dropped out of hogwarts before his last year and that he and y/n were both announced missing.
in reality, regulus and y/n found out the truth about voldemort. regulus, in his frantic state, came to y/n with crucial information.
regulus revealed that the dark lord took his house elf, kreacher, to this crystal cave and made him drink this foul liquid that would protect the horcrux that he made. regulus was horrified by the dark lord's cruelty regarding the horcruxes and the suffering he forced upon his house elf.
regulus and y/n made it their goal to go back to that cave, with the help of kreacher, and destroy the horcrux, knowing it'll weaken voldemort.
the house elf apparated his younger master and his betrothed into the dark and eerie cave. they were now in front of the basin where the dark liquid stared back at them, taunting them to drink it.
"I'll drink it," y/n stated as she grabbed for the shell and scooped the black liquid onto it.
"y/n, no. I can't let you do that, let me do it," regulus tried to reason.
"Reggie, it's okay. I'm older I should do it, if anything were to happen to me just promise me that you'll take the locket and destroy it."
"no, let me do it, please. you have so much to live for, your family is waiting for you," regulus was referring to the marauders who were all in the potter's house, checking up on lily's pregnancy.
"young masters, let kreacher do it," the house elf piped up to the two humans who were arguing with each other. "kreacher lives to serve the noble house of black. let kreacher drink it so the young master and his betrothed can take the locket and destroy it."
"kreacher you can die! you barely survived the first time, it's unlikely you'll survive this time."
"then kreacher dies," the house elf jumped up to the basin and grabbed the shell out of y/n's hand and started drinking the liquid.
the sound of gagging and screaming echoed throughout the cave and the two humans watched helplessly as kreacher drank the liquid.
"regulus! the locket!" y/n exclaimed as she took salazar slytherins locket in her hands. she looked at regulus and nodded at him, signalling him to continue their plan.
regulus placed a fake locket with a note inside it so it could delay time if voldemort were to find out that his real horcrux was in danger.
their little moment came to a stop as they heard noises coming from the water. regulus and y/n turned around to find skeletal creatures crawling out of the deep lake.
"y/n! stay right behind me!" regulus demanded as he held out a hand towards the girl and his wand was in front of him, ready to battle.
"depulso!" regulus yelled but it did little to nothing as the 3 of them were surrounded by the inferi.
y/n kicked one of the inferius away from her when they grabbed her ankle but it only momentarily stopped them before they continued their pursuit.
"regulus, no!" y/n screamed out when she saw regulus get dragged by several inferi into the water. she was torn between going to kreacher who was passed out on the floor or regulus who was being dragged underwater. ultimately she made her choice as she dove into the cold cave water to retrieve the young boy. she knew kreacher would rather she choose regulus over him anyway.
y/n fought hard to kick the inferi away from regulus so they could apparate away. as y/n held on to regulus, he widened his eyes when he saw an inferius grab her shoulder but it was too late as she was in the process of apparating.
they landed on the ground and the impact helped regulus throw up some water he inhaled but y/n's scream got him scrambling towards her.
during apparating the sudden grab from the inferi caused her to lose focus which resorted to a splinch. she was only missing a small part of her arm which was a relief because it could've easily been her whole arm.
regulus tore off a bit of his shirt and quickly wrapped it around y/n's wound as he tried to comfort her. it wouldn't do much but hopefully, it would stop the bleeding.
regulus picked y/n up bridal style and realized he was in an unknown neighbourhood. not just any neighbourhood but a muggle neighbourhood.
the boy walked around trying to find any sort of help he could get but with such an unfamiliar location, it was hard.
"oh my goodness! Harold come see this!" a female voice said.
regulus turned to see an old woman on the porch of her house with a man emerging from the door.
"oh dear! do you children need help!" the old man came rushing down to the two wizards and witches.
"yes please help her, she's hurt," regulus begged as he was ushered towards the elderly couple's house. that's when y/n realized this was the neighbourhood james took her and the marauders, along with lily, during their spring break back in sixth year. it was also the same elderly couple she saw when they were walking to the cliff.
"what did you kids do to get her in such a bad state?" the elderly woman scolded as they got to their living room and regulus set her down gently on the couch while the old man went to the bathroom to get a first aid kit.
"the cliff. we were stupid and decided to jump off it for fun and I got hurt," y/n said quickly while regulus looked surprised by her quick thinking. it would explain why she got hurt and why they were both wet head to two.
"ahhh you youths! it's about time the town closes the cliffside!" the elderly woman scoffed.
the old man came back with the first aid kit and the woman got to work with y/n's arm while the man ushered regulus to change into some clean and dry clothes.
regulus and y/n stayed at the nice elderly couple's house for a few weeks as they recovered. regulus was surprised by their generous hospitality but he figured they were an old couple that had too much time on their hands.
the two magical beings looked on in amusement as they watched moving pictures on a rectangular device.
sure they had moving photographs but they normally move for a couple of seconds but never for hours with sounds like the one they're seeing right now. muggles were truly extraordinary beings.
the two of them felt comfortable in their home. this was the life y/n always wanted.
"maybe we should just stay here, y/n. grow old..." regulus stated softly and turned to the girl who was staring at the locket in her hands.
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voldemort sat at the long table in the blacks home, his trusty snake by his side. walburga and orion black, alongside y/n parents, looked dishevelled and pained as they sat at the table as well.
"if any of you see regulus black, y/n l/n, and sirius black during battle," the dark lord's icy voice said. "kill them first."
p.s the room of requirements that shows up is a home regulus hopes to have with y/n ☹️
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flusteredmoonn · 3 months
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enchanted; sirius black
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summary: "i'm wonderstruck, blushing all the way home," in which the hard-headed gryffindor shocks everyone with his confession.
tags: (SFW), fluffy, soft sirius, love confessions, fast paced, she/her pronouns, third person y/n.
words: 1.0k+
speak now tracklist. request.
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he stared across the classroom as their history of magic teacher drawled on about something clearly unimportant. he watched her as she effortlessly managed to keep focus in the ever boring lecture hall. the boy's gaze flickered to the ghostly teacher, who paced above the flagstone floor as he went on yet another tangent about the great war of the giants.
he smiled to himself as he looked back to her, finding tranquility in the way she leaned over to whisper something she clearly found amusing to her friend. his own friend's amusement became white noise in the background as he made haphazard notes.
a crumpled piece of paper landed on his desk in front of him. reaching out and grasping it, he looked to his friends, who were all snickering amongst themselves as they plotted their next prank.
who're you admiring, pads? the note read conspicuously, scribbles of writing and smudged ink occupied the parchment. the writing was so very obviously james, the messy scratches and the assertiveness the worn page held was telling enough.
no one, shove off. binns is just boring. he quickly wrote back, re-crumpling the parchment up and throwing back to the messenger. subtly.
the lesson continued, as sirius' eyes grew heavy at the monotonous voice their history of magic teacher wielded. he gave the class a once over again, before he found himself staring at her profile, watching intently as she continued to swap between note taking and exchanging hushed whispers with her friends.
methodically, the clock at the front of the room ticked 'til the top of the hour, where the ghostly professor dismissed them. the entirety of the class stumbled out of the stone room, wooden benches screaming against the floor as they were pushed back.
"where were you sirius, it's like you weren't even in the room," james clapped his friend's back before swinging his arm around his shoulders.
"what do you mean?" the long haired boy played oblivious, earning a laugh from the other three boys.
"c'mon, padfoot, you've got that look in your eyes..." remus alluded wearily, matching his pace with james and sirius whilst peter remained a few paces behind.
"and what look would that be, moons?" he may as well have scoffed, as he shook his head with a chuckle.
"that look, you know, when james looks at evans," remus laughed cockily as he gripped the back of sirius' shoulders and gently shoved him forward. he laughed at his friend's joke, before denying it and continuing to venture toward his next class.
"nah mate, you looked totally whipped," peter piped up, before the four parted ways.
sirius reached his classroom, trailing behind his classmates as they were summoned into the room. he slid into a seat at the back of the room, directly behind y/n.
much like history of magic, he spent most of the lesson watchng the girl take notes and interact with her friends, going unnoticed by anyone else. lazily, he also scribbled elegantly on a piece of parchment, briefly jotting down the notes magically scribed on the chalkboard.
the class had been tasked with reading ahead for the next chapter in preparation for their exams. the room was silent, only the echoing of quills scratching on parchment was circling the atmosphere.
the girl had been skimming the book in front of her before taking notes, when she adjusted her arm, brushing the quill from her desk. it floated down to the stone tile floor, landing gently at the boy's feet.
watching the feather fall, he leaned down and picked it up swiftly,
"hey, y/n," he whispered, calling for the girl's attention without disturbing the tranquility of the room.
she turned her head toward the boy as she shifted in her chair to face him, humming in acknowledgment. wordlessly, he held out the fallen quill to her, merely smiling softly after being quietly thanked.
he smiled at the back of her head, watching as she turned around and continued her prior task without missing a beat.
he resumed scrawling notes, the activity almost becoming mindless. almost. as it wasn't long before the near silent thump of a crumpled piece of parchment landing in front of sirius broke his concentration.
thanks again, i wouldn't have noticed and completely forgot it otherwise. the note read sweetly. her voice echoed in his head as he read it, the inflections of her voice translating from the ink on the page.
the pair would not interact again until weeks later. sirius quietly followed james who strolled around on his prefect duties, not so subtly conspiring their next prank in the depths of the empty corridors.
y/n had found herself on the way back from the library, having spent too long holed up in a corner of the ancient library, desperately trying to keep on top of the masses of homework the teachers were assigning in preparation for exams. swinging her bookback over her shoulder, and looking both ways before leaving taking a cautious step out the room.
the two boys' voices echoed through the acoustic stone walls, causing the girl to freeze momentarily, deflating when she realised how non-threatening they both were. sighing, she began to walk in the direction of her common room.
"oh, y/n!" sirius bravely called out, a confused grumble from james following his friend's words.
"yes, sirius," the girl paused onced again, turning to face the long haired boy.
"i've been meaning to speak to you for some time," he approached her, waving a hand dismissively at the other boy, who left to continue his prefect rounds.
"oh? what do you need to speak with me about?" she asked rather formally, oblivion underlying her tone.
"uhm, i uh," he suddenly became hesitant, and less sure of himself, "i just need to get this off my chest," the girl's brows furrowed in confusion as he became more cryptic.
"i like you, like a lot," he spoke suddenly, the girl's jaw dropping with surprise.
"i'm sorry?" shock lingered in the air between them.
"gosh, y/n, i fancy you, i've fancied you all this time. can't you see?" he asked rhetorically.
"but you've been round the school and back," she deflected, her shock only growing as the his declaration continued. he went on to tell the girl of his far away love stricken watching.
before long the pair found themselves in one another's embrace, silently basking in the admittance of feelings for the other.
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from the artist: this took me way to long to write and the quality is still horrid lmaoo. also i've come to the conclusion i can't end pieces that are meant to be fluffy.
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inkdrinkerworld · 4 months
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best friends to lovers with sirius x reader PLEASEE love the touchy bsf james fics sm
I’m making this touchy bsf!sirius and shy!reader!!
Something about being close to Sirius amps up your shyness. It doesn’t help that you’re always together because your friend circles overlap.
Right now, you’re hosting early Christmas dinner for all your friends because they’re all off to their family- everyone but you and Sirius ironically, but you’re trying not to focus on that too much.
“Poppet!” Sirius’ call echos through your apartment and finds you in the kitchen where you’re taking your bread out the oven.
“In the kitchen Siri,” you say, not quite a shout but loud enough for him to hear. Your heart speeds up when you hear the click clack of his boots on your flooring.
“Happy early Christmas,” he says quietly, setting the bottles of mead, spiked eggnog (a recipe he had begged your mother to teach him many Christmases past), and sorrel.
His hands, now free, find your hips as you set the loaves on cooling racks.
“Happy early Christmas,” you echo, trying not to freak out at his proximity. It’s not unwanted and it’s been freely doled out to you for years, but you still can’t help but feel giddy and shy under his touch. Or his gaze, or well, just anything Sirius really.
“D’you need help with anything, poppet?” He asks, his cold rings running up your hip as he waits for your response.
“Can you pull the biscuits from the fridge? They’re the last thing to bake.”
Sirius nods, leaving you quickly and in the space of time it takes, all your friends come tumbling into your house.
James with the ham, Remus with turkey, Lily with a tofu dish, Marls and Dorcus with gifts.
Your house goes from quiet to lively in a matter of seconds and the boys set the table while you and the girls start drinking.
“Do you think Sirius will make a move on you?” Dorcus asks and you roll your eyes.
“We’re just friends,” you mutter, sipping your sorrel as your friends scoff. This is a conversation you’ve all had in many different ways.
You insist you’re friends and then Sirius goes on a does something not exactly too friendly.
“Dove? Can you come here a minute?” Remus calling you makes your eyebrows raise to your hairline.
“Yeah, Moony?” Sirius is already sitting in his self assigned seat- the one right beside yours- with a frown on his face. As you get closer, you notice he’s scowling and gritting his teeth.
That makes the nerves in your stomach churn a little more violently.
“Would you please tell Pads that you wouldn’t kiss him to ring in the New Year?” The girls laugh at the reasoning for Sirius’ sudden bad mood.
You frown. You hadn’t thought that was what he was gonna ask you. “Do you want to kiss me, Siri?” Sirius looks up at you instantly, eyes stormy.
“S’not about what he wants dove, do you wanna kiss him?”
You feel put on the spot and know Remus will drop it if you ask him to, but Sirius looks pensive. Like he’s on edge for your answer. Like he might combust and disintegrate if you refuse to kiss him.
Not like you would. He’s got lips that deserve to be kissed.
“Yeah I’d kiss him. Or let him kiss me, whichever way it has to go.”
Sirius perks right up, much to your friends’ delight. “We can start practicing now or when these lot leave if you like, poppet.”
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ch-4-eri · 1 year
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jealous.
I love this song so much so why not?
You were watching your crush from a distance, as you’ve done for years now, well two years if you don’t want to exaggerate.
Sirius black flirting with any breathing soul except for you, he could have anyone he wants, so why would he want to be with you?
You’ve always had that in the back of your mind everytime you thought of talking to him, you were desperate, but you could never.
With your chin in the palm of your hands you were nudged back into reality from one of your friends, meeting her concerned face as you dropped your arm from the table, leaning back into your seat and clearing your throat.
“Alright, what the bloody heck has gotten into you?” Blair swished off her blonde locks with the same look she had from seconds ago at you. You shrugged. “Babe you’ve been pining over black over there for like, what? So long I don’t even remember.”
“Are you here to state the obvious?” You spoke up, the frustration bubbling up your chest. “Yes. And the fact that you need to get over him, don’t you see?” Blair pointed with her head at him, his loud personality coming into view which twisted your guts some more. “Don’t I see what?”
“He’s for everyone! Literally look at him, screams unavailable.” Blair took a bite off her sandwich and dusted off her hands. “I know, I can’t help it I’m jealous.” You crossed your arms as she started laughing.
“You can’t be jealous over Sirius black, got it?” Blair fixed her slytherin tie and waited for you to speak, you loved her but her opinions were meaningless to you, but you wanted to believe her. You just liked Sirius too much to pay Blair any mind at this moment. Sirius got up which made you short circuit. “oh no he’s coming over here!” Blair whispered shouted at you.
“Hey, Blair right?” Sirius started, his eyes on the green and silver tie, all his family being slytherin’s. “Yep, that’s me right there.”
“Are you friends with regulus?”
Sirius stared from her to you, feeling insanely tongue tied you hoped he wouldn’t speak to you, even though that’s all you ever wanted. “Oh yes, Reggie, not friends but we do talk.” Blair said, pinching you from under the table, a habit she had when she was put in uncomfortable situations.
“Ah. Well, if you wanted to talk about me and my friends maybe do that in our faces, yes?” Sirius said, all his friends laughing behind him. You sunk into the chair, Blair joining you. “It’s not bad talk, my friend here was talking about how good looking you are.” Blair blurted, she had good intentions yes, but she totally threw you under the bus. “Blair!” You sat up, your angry eyes fixated on your blonde best friend.
“Oh is that so?” Your eyes turned to the gray eyes that were looking into yours all smug like, you were sure you were melted into a puddle. “I’m sure you get that every second of everyday.” You defended, not knowing how you got the heart to say that out loud. “It never gets old.” Sirius smirked as you pinched Blair, having her stiff in her seat.
“Well, good.” You smiled up at the boy you’ve liked for so long, your heart was gonna jump out of your chest. “Brilliant.. so I’ll see you around… what’s your name?” Sirius asked, his cocky grin never leaving his face as you told him your name. “Gorgeous name, gorgeous girl.” He checked you out and saluted his way back to his friends.
“Blair, you bitch!” You angrily stomped up from your seat as Blair followed you.
“Well that got him to notice you!” Blair held on to your arm.
“Babe I’m sorry! Come on don’t be mad at me, I was nervous!” Blair said next to you causing you to stop. “Okay, I’m not mad. I just didn’t know this would happen, him asking about me!” You hyperventilated. “He called you gorgeous!” Blair giggled, covering her mouth. “He did!”
“He did!” You held her hands, squealing and jumping up and down like literal school girls.
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kquil · 10 months
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SIRIUS BLACK | PRETTY EYES
request : ooh can i request a one-shot with sirius black doing the readers eyeliner please? <3 thank u so much baby xx —@corp0real
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“Need some help with that, darling?” Sirius asks from the doorway as he stares fondly at your figure perched at the vanity, trying to complete your makeup with some eyeliner. 
Instead of answering his question directly, you huff and puff out your cheeks as Sirius approaches with a chuckle, “I don’t want to ruin my makeup underneath…” 
He coos at your whining and gently takes your chin in between his thumb and pointer finger, “my poor baby,” he pouts, jutting his bottom lip out prompting you to playfully mirror his mock expression, which he laughs at and leans down to press a kiss against your lips. 
“W-wait, Siri!” you stop him with a hand to his chest, “my lipstick is gonna smear,”
Undeterred, Sirius redirects his path and presses a kiss to your neck instead, “Well, good thing I still have other options,” he smirks against your skin and begins peppering kisses up and down the column of your neck as a stray hand creeps up your thigh, waiting for you to push him away. 
“Sirius, my eyeliner!” you refocus his attention after lightly slapping his hand away and bring your eyeliner to his line of sight him, “help me, please,”
“N'importe quoi pour mon amour,” he whispers, sitting down and bringing your face closer as he goes about helping you. 
“Hmm? What was that darling?”
“Anything for my love,” he translates and resists the urge to kiss your smiling lips. For several minutes Sirius takes absolute care in accentuating your eyes with the perfect shape, width and length of liner. He’s become somewhat of an expert seeing as he loves doing these small little gestures for you. He’ll gift you flowers; tie up your hair with the spare hair ties he carries around on his wrists for you, disguised as bracelets; tie your shoelaces; style your hair; paint your nails and more. All those little things have become second nature to him so that you feel his love for you as naturally as the sun breaks the horizon every morning. 
After some time the delicate strokes of the liner against your skin fades away. Sirius then blows some air onto your closed eyelids to tell you he’s finished and awaits the unveiling of your beautiful eyes. 
“Si beau,” he awes when you finally open your eyes and blink at him, the liner adding to your features and arming your stare with the most lethal weapon to his heart, “comment ai-je pu avoir autant de chance?” he whispers, leaning in and tilting his head as if to kiss you, only to stop at the last minute when he remembers your earlier comment. He’s about to lean back when you meet him halfway and kiss his lips sweetly. He doesn’t complain and kisses back. He’s smirking when you pull away but he also raises a brow to ask: why the change of heart?
“You know I love it when you speak French to me,” you sigh and his smirk grows all the more mischievous but there is mutual love in both your eyes. 
“Alors je ne m'arrêterai jamais,”
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translations : (forgive me for any errors but i used google translate for all of these)
N'importe quoi pour mon amour : Anything for my love
Si beau : So beautiful
comment ai-je pu avoir autant de chance? : how did I get so lucky?
Alors je ne m'arrêterai jamais : Then I will never stop
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a/n : im not doing these requests in order as some need more time than others but again, i hope i did this cute scenario justice and that you darlings enjoyed the read! also! im taking full advantage of the fact that sirius can speak french! ugh! he's so... AHHHHHH! (⁄ ⁄>⁄ ▽ ⁄&lt;;⁄ ⁄)
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