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valentineforlemonandcherry · 2 years

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Tag Yourself - Part 3. Young, First Loves (Peter Pettigrew, Regulus Black, and Teddy Lupin) & How They Finger You

In loving you, these men, who adore you, love when they get to hold you - maybe by gently hugging you and letting you rest on their chest, or perhaps by casually holding your hand and kissing the back of your small hand in theirs. However, in making love with you, their strong, broad hands will tend to wander elsewhere, and while all of them prefer to keep you all filled up with them until you simply can’t think about anything else, they each touch you in their own fitting manner - some with lithe and graceful fingers, others with thick and dominating fingers - so that they each prefer to keep you occupied just a little differently…

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Peter Pettigrew:

Peter holds your hands, clutching at them sweetly. Fingers interlaced, palms met in warmth, he squeezes your hands to let you know he’s about to cum. You hold your breath and do your best not to move or squirm too much, to make sure he’ll keep hitting that deep, sweet spot inside of you. When Peter finally cums, he moans hotly into your mouth and he gathers your hands together in his. His fingers slip out of yours, but then he holds both of your hands, cupping your hands in his grasp until they are gathered cutely at your chest.

Peter keeps going, holding your hands in his warmly, while he pushes his cum deep inside of you with his cock, painting your insides all white and warm with him. It makes you shiver all over with happiness, and you cum, too. When you finally finish, with many soft gasps and lovely moans, you stare up at him, blinking so sweetly and with the cutest little blush sprinkled over your cheeks.

Peter blushes, too, because he just finds you so very cute, and he can’t believe how lucky he is to be with you like this. He pulls you in against him, cuddling you as the little spoon. Then, with his arms wrapped around you, Peters opens your little hands in his and he draws pictures in your palms with his index finger, drawing things he knows you like - little rabbits, the crescent moon, and kites with long, pretty tails, until you fall asleep in his arms, smiling happily, and dreaming of little rabbits playing on the moon, with kites wrapped gently around each of their little cotton tails, following them around as they happily bounce around in a meadow full of daisies and sunmoonflowers.

Regulus Black:

Regulus loves to sit you in his lap and warm his cock - in front of a mirror. And while he’s not the most vocal person (unless he’s really lost in the heat of pounding deep into you), his hands always guide you. At first, his lithe fingers open up your top so he can admire your beautiful breasts. He takes your hands and places them atop your own breasts. Looking in the mirror, you make eye contact with Regulus. You can immediately tell, from the lust spelled out in his dark, glittering eyes, that he wants you to give him a little show - to play with your breasts in front of him. He gives you a few moments to get into it, to push your little hands against your breasts for him. You hear Regulus’ breathing start to pick up and finally, when he reaches over himself. Capturing your hands in his, he becomes a bit mean (or so you think), catching your fingers in his and making you pinch harshly at your own nipples and guiding you to grope your breasts harder and harder, until, in his eagerness, Regulus’ own fingers slip between yours. You gasp softly when you feel his cold, hard rings pressing into your breasts. Keep in mind, too, that all the while, his legs are snaked around yours, trapping you so that your legs are splayed open for him, so much so that you can’t move even one bit as you sit on his cock.

You start to pant in earnest. Fortunately Unfortunately for you, all of your moaning and squirming is causing Regulus’ cock, already nestled in deep inside of you, grow even harder, making what is already quite a tight fit even tighter. You whimper, letting Regulus know that the situation is becoming unbearable for you - as if Regulus doesn’t already know that, as one glance in the mirror makes clear that your pussy is already dripping wet and clamping around his cock when he hasn’t even touched you. Regulus watches your mouth open and let out a pleading little gasp.

Smirking, Regulus decides to slide his hands into your hair. Gathering your hair back at the nape of your neck, Regulus pushes his head forward, and then, resting his chin on your shoulder, he presses his mouth against yours hotly, drawing you in for a long, passionate kiss. As the two of you kiss, his hands are deceptively gentle at first, stroking your hair into a ponytail sweetly. But as the kiss becomes more intense and Regulus sucks on your sweet lips, his fingers become tangled with your locks quite tightly, quite possessively.

When you finally start to pant from want of breath from the kiss, and, unable to hold in your desire any longer, you start to beg for movement to release some of the intense tension in your pussy, Regulus sharply yanks your head back by your hair, and he scolds you, “Don’t you dare move, and don’t you dare speak - not until I’m done with you.” Using his grasp on your hair, he forces you to arch your back for him while you’re still sitting in his lap, and, reaching around you with his other hand, Regulus grabs your other hand and guides it to your cunt, and he makes you touch yourself until you’re babbling, completely gone, having cum at least three times on his cock - all without any ‘movement’. Let’s make it five times, five times that you make that cute little cunt cum on my cock, Regulus thinks to himself, ever so pleased with you, and then, we’ll see about that ‘movement’ you’re begging for, little kitty.

Teddy Lupin:

Teddy loves to touch your little pussy. He loves the feeling of slipping his long gentlemanly fingers over your cute clit, and he loves even more the feeling of finally plunging his fingers into your wet, tight cunt. When he’s managed to push his cock deep inside of you, making your cunt and tummy positively burn with the feeling of him, Teddy always plays with your clit as he leans forward and whispers softly in your ear to, “Shush. You’re all right, sweetheart. You’re okay with me. Mmm, gonna make this tight little pussy cum, aren’t we? Yeah, we are...” And he keeps his hand cupped gently over your pussy as he fucks you, and he touches you so sweetly - except right as you cum, he loves to suddenly slap your pussy, not hard, but just enough to make your cunt twitch and throb all around his cock. The sound of your gasp, followed by a low whimper, while your body shivers against his and your pussy clenches and milks his cock, makes Teddy absolutely lose his mind with pleasure. With a groan, he cums in you, too.

After making love, Teddy always pins you down. With a light laugh at your playing with him and trying to escape, he adoringly kisses your shoulders all over and then, he makes you cum again by pushing his fingers into your wet, sloppy, cum-filled cunt and making you squirt all over his lap. You honestly find it a little embarrassing, how your cum-filled cunt squelches and creams when he makes you take his fingers again, but you’d be lying if you said it didn’t make your tummy lurch in pleasure and your heart thump soundly in your chest. Teddy moans softly when he looks down and sees your cream and his cum all mixed together, dripping down his wrist, and he rewards you with a soft bite on your shoulder that makes you squirm in his arms.

Besides that, you’ve found that even when the two of you are just lying in bed or on a sofa and (seemingly) innocently kissing, Teddy’s hands will always wander down and slip into your panties and push inside of you, making you gasp softly in his mouth. And despite his soft nature, there is a playfulness about Teddy, and he uses his knowledge of exactly how to touch your pussy to pleasure you to tease you in public (but only with your prior consent, of course.) You’ll be having dinner at a friend’s place, and Teddy, who is sitting next to you, will discretely reach over and start to gently pump his fingers in and out of you. You stand it for as long as you can, but when your thighs are clenched together and you’re shivering all over, you finally ask to be excused from the table. As you stumble your way out into the hallway, Teddy goes after you. He grabs you by the waist and pulls you into the nearest room and presses you up against the wall. He always finishes what he starts - and so you have to hide your face in the crook of his neck to try to muffle the desperate little gasps leaving you as he fingers your little pussy to a hushed, yet intensely blissful orgasm.

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kkurades · 2 years

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˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ STARRY EYES ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

━━ during the battle of hogwarts blaise had lost sight of you but when he finally found you again he found your dead corpse.

word count: 2637

pairing: fem!gryffindor!lupin!reader x blaise zabini

warning: death, blood, missing limbs, broken skull, war.

“But he's there! Potter's there! Someone grab him!” Pansy Parkinson exclaimed while you watched the scene unfold next to Hermione.

Ginny instinctively moves towards Harry with her wand drawn. Your eyes quickly flickered to your boyfriend, Blaise Zabini who was already staring at you.

Both you and Hermione made a move to join Ginny while you desperately clutched your wand, praying to whoever was listening that you wouldn't have to use it.

The other Gryffindors, Hufflepuffs, and Ravenclaws follow your lead and stand protectively around Harry before Filch abruptly marched in, but you couldn't bring yourself to listen to him as you examined Blaise who seemed indifferent about the situation.

“Wait! As it turns out, Mr. Filch, your arrival is most opportune. If you would, I'd like you to lead Miss Parkinson and the rest of Slytherin House from the Hall.”

Your gaze quickly flashed towards Professor McGonagall before looking back to your frowning boyfriend.

“Right away,” Filch suddenly halted before questioning the head of Gryffindor once again, “Er, exactly where is it I'd be leadin' em to, ma'am?”

“The dungeons should do,” while the other students cheered as the Slytherins were taken to the dungeon, you felt an apprehensive feeling crawl over you as you watched Blaise desperately looking at you.

Perhaps he had known that the inevitable was going to happen, and he didn't want you to be in the middle of the battlefield without his protection.

After all, you still were a Gryffindor through and through. And unfortunately, your house was particularly known for its impulsiveness, which was a trait that you shared.

You watched stoically as Blaise disappeared from your sight before moving towards your father and your stepmother.

Remus kissed the top of your head, while Nymphadora pulled you into a firm hug. You inhaled her vanilla and candy-like scent, which soothed you extensively before pulling away and joining Neville and the rest of the DA.

You were assisting Cho, Nigel, and Katie while Seamus ordered you around in placing magical 'charges' on key pressure points.

Your body stilled when you noticed Scabior and the Snatchers moving towards you and Neville.

“Not good,” you heard Neville mumble before you took his arm and sprinted as fast as you could while Ginny and Seamus were standing at the edge of the wooden bridge.

Even though you knew you should have been more concerned about Scabior and the Snatchers, who were about to catch up to you any instant, you felt the terror seep into your body as you caught a maniacal gleam in Seamus’ eyes.

Fortunately, you were quick enough to reach the duo in time before the bridge ultimately collapsed.

But when you turned around, you noticed that Neville had suddenly disappeared. Ginny gasped beside you as your mouth fell scarcely open and your eyes widened.

The moment seemingly lasted forever before charred fingernails appeared over the final remaining of the bridge.

You let out a sigh of relief before you and Ginny rushed to hoist Neville up onto what's left of the bridge.

“What?” The youngest Weasley asked as Neville glanced at you.

“That was quite exciting,” you let out a groan as Seamus grinned and winked at him.

“Mad. The both of you,” Ginny declared before a thundering rumble almost send Neville tumbling off the bridge again.

Ginny steadies him as you all peer into the distance, noticing that the reason of the small earthquake were giants.

You quickly said your goodbyes before you dashed off to help fight off the death eaters, while Ginny and Neville parted ways with Seamus.

And while you were fighting for your life, Blaise had been stuck in the dungeons with a harsh glare on his face as he stared holes into the grinning Filch.

“Night-tee night,” Blaise felt like he could slaughter the man right then and there, but quietly watched as Pansy cursed him.

“You let us out of here, you filthy squib!” Filch only grinned, shaking the ring of keys in his hand, and turned to walk away.

When he was a fair distance away the chamber began to tremble, but with each step, it got more violent. Suddenly plaster rained down, and a ragged hole opens in the ceiling, followed by multiple others before a massive eye peered inside which made some Slytherins scream.

The giant's fist dropped heavily through the hole, fingers probing the cell clumsily. Filch watched in horror as the cell fell to pieces and the Slytherins spilled forth.

Goyle ruthlessly flung Housemates aside, while Blaise followed in his wake. Ready to start searching for you throughout the whole castle, even if it would take him the entire night.

As they reached the safety of the corridor, a hand — this one of human scale — reaches out of the darkness and grabbed Goyle.

Blaise stifled his groan at the sight of Draco Malfoy before following him, desperately hoping that they would come across someone who could notify him of your whereabouts.

Before Blaise comprehended what was occurring, he was perched atop a fragile tower while fire consumed everything around him.

He had lost his wand earlier on and thought that this would be it before Ron and Harry flew towards him and Draco on brooms.

He quickly took Ron's outstretched hand and mounted the broom while listening to Ron complaining about it under his breath.

Blaise suppressed his eye roll because Ron Weasley did save his life.

While Ron flew them to safety, he couldn't stop himself from asking about you. The words were scorching him, and he desperately ought to know the answer.

“Where's Y/n?” His voice was steady, but if you listened close enough, then you would perhaps have heard his urgency.

Ron quickly glanced at him with a scoff before replying.

“I don't know. I haven't seen her since the start of this.”

But as Ron glimpsed at Blaise's despairing expression, he felt himself blurt something out.

“She went with Ginny and Neville,” he timidly said, which lit Blaise's eyes once again before Ron landed the two of them safely.

Blaise awkwardly thanked Ron before dashing off in the hope to find you.

You had scratches all over your face, your nose was probably broken, and you were convinced that your left pinky was about to fall off.

You tried to shrug it off as you continued fighting off the infinite death eaters.

Much to your solace, you found your dad and stepmom and quickly approached them while fending off the enemy.

But your relief was exceptionally brief when Antonin Dolohov ultimately killed your father.

You heard your heart pounding loudly in your ears as the light left your father's eyes.

You could hear Nymphadora's heartbreaking cry before you charged at Dolohov ruthlessly before you killed the man.

While you were able to kill Antonin Dolohov, you knew that it was partially because he had been diverted and hadn't seen you coming.

You were about to approach your father's body but abruptly halted when you noticed Bellatrix Lestrange standing a little further from you, inclining to kill Nymphadora.

No sound came from your throat as Bellatrix neared your stepmom who was wailing over her dead husband's body, not caring whether she was open for attacks.

You noticed out of the corner of your eye Kingsley Shacklebolt attempting to reach Nymphadora in time, but you knew he was too far away to do anything.

Nymphadora looked up at the sound of Kingsley yelling at her, but she felt like she couldn't move as Bellatrix moved toward her at an extraordinarily rapid pace.

You quickly made your mind up as you ran right towards the merciless death eater, your wand having been discarded somewhere along the way of killing Dolohov.

Your body collided with Bellatrix' as you made an effort to shove her off the edge of the castle.

Unfortunately, she yanked you with her before she quickly apparated to safety.

It felt like everything was going in slow motion as you caught a glimpse of Kingsley and your stepmom leaning over the edge while they screamed your name at the top of their lungs as tears streamed down Nymphadora's cheek as she watched you plunge to your death.

You felt yourself relaxing as you realized that you had saved Nymphadora and that she would have an opportunity to survive this and go home to Teddy.

You quickly accepted your death, as your final thoughts were of Blaise Zabini.

You particularly thought about the feeling of when you woke up next to him in your dorm.

The sunlight bled through the curtains around your bed as you felt Blaise's heartbeat steadily thumping beneath you.

You remembered the adoring look on his face as you kissed him softly while your limbs were tangled together.

Your last thoughts were of Blaise before your body shut down when it collided with the ground.

Nymphadora remembered the determination on your face when she looked up to see you charging at Bellatrix to save her.

She remembered the anguish she felt when her maternal aunt pulled you down with her.

She remembered how she scattered to her feet before taking off towards the edge with Kingsley right next to her as she shrieked your name, desperate to see you one more time.

She remembered the heartbreak she felt when your eyes softened, and you looked peaceful, almost relieved, as you fell to your death while the stars were reflected in your eyes.

Kingsley had to haul her away while Arthur looked at her with sorrow in his eyes.

Minerva McGonagall's face twisted into pure horror when she heard the sound of bones breaking.

She quickly spun around only to see you dead on the floor with your eyes hauntingly staring into her soul as the corner of your lips had been turned upwards.

A gasp left her body as a single tear fell from her eye before hurrying over to you.

She crouched next to you, taking you into her arms but had no option but to leave you there.

The castle still roamed with death eaters, giants, and whatnot, and she couldn't afford to be vulnerable at a time like this, besides she was way too old to be carrying bodies around, so she quickly promised your dead body that she would return as soon as possible.

Only after Voldemort's defeat did McGonagall remember about you again and instantly asked Wood to assist her to pick up your body.

Oliver let out a shallow breath as he halted next to your body. You hadn't been moved because you had fallen into a relatively peaceful area where there wasn't much damage done.

He quickly glanced at the head of the Gryffindor house with a shaken look on his face before seizing your body.

Your head lolled against his shoulders and your arm limply hung from your body as Oliver carried you to the great hall, where most of the bodies were placed.

When he entered the Great Hall, he noticed some people throwing pitiful looks at you in his arms as he brought you to a free spot.

Just as he was about to place you down he heard someone let out a miserable sob before turning to your stepmom who hadn't left Remus his side since the war had ended.

He carefully put you on a blanket as Nymphadora fell down next to your body. He took this as his que to leave, but not before giving one last tragic look at your corpse.

Neville, Ginny, Seamus, Harry, Hermione, and Ron immediately ran towards you when they noticed your body being brought in.

Neville closed his eyes as tears escaped them while he remembered how lively you had looked hours prior.

Hermione leaned into Ron as salty wet tears streamed down her face as she hiccuped slightly while Seamus stared at you with horror and misery.

At a sudden point during the battle did Blaise find Neville and Luna, but when he questioned them about your whereabouts he came out with nothing.

His hopes started to falter after he had practically scoured the whole castle.

After Voldemort's defeat, he had followed the Malfoy's into the great hall and quietly sat there as he observed the doors, hoping for you to come through them.

He had asked all of your friends by now where you were, but none of them knew. Blaise had even looked at all the bodies to ensure that you weren't dead.

Later on, Draco and his mother had already left, but Blaise didn't dare to move his eyes from the gate.

His eyes glanced towards a small commotion that had been around one of the bodies that had just been brought in by Oliver Wood and professor McGonagall.

When he looked closer, he noticed that it were your friends. Even your stepmother was there as she sat on the ground while crying her eyes out.

He quickly came to realize that it couldn't be a coincidence.

'No'

He kept repeating the word as he quickly jumped up and neared the group, but he felt his heart in his throat when he recognized your messy y/h/c hair and your favorite red sweater that you had been wearing earlier that night when he saw you.

His eyes widened as he pushed through your friends, who threw sympathetic looks as he collapsed next to your body.

The war hadn't been kind to you. Your nose was broken and dried blood stained your upper lip. You had multiple scratches and gashes along your body, and blood stained the blanket that you were laying on, indicating that there was a wound on the back of your head.

Your fingers were covered in grime and blood, but he could make out that you missed one finger.

Blaise clutched to your body refusing to let you go as tears fell from his eyes, not caring about the blood that was tainting his clothes.

He sat there for hours, refusing to leave you as the stream of tears seemed endless.

At a certain point, they had placed your father’s body next to you, but he paid him no mind.

Most students had been leaving the Great Hall, but he remained next to you while Nymphadora watched him sadly.

He felt like his life ended the moment he found your body, but his thoughts were cut off by a hand being placed on his shoulder.

His eyes glanced towards the owner, who happened to be Nymphadora. She sat down next to him while trying to keep her tears at bay.

“What happened?” Blaise's voice was quivering and hoarse, his hands trembled, and he was terrified of the answer.

“I- Y/n found me and R-Remus at a certain point during the battle. Remus had just been killed by Antonin Dolohov so she avenged him by killing Dolohov. After her fight with him she-uhm, she lost her wand. While I was grieving over Remus I was oblivious to Bellatrix who was planning to kill me,” Blaise let out a shuddered breath as he knew where this was going to but kept quiet.

“She charged at Bellatrix and pushed her off the castle, but Bellatrix pulled her with her. During their fall, Bellatrix managed to apparatus. Even though Y/n didn’t kill her, she saved my life,” Nymphadora was full-on sobbing now as the memory seemed like an endless loop.

“What-what happened to Bellatrix?” Blaise felt anger fill his body as he spat out the name of the woman who had partially killed his Y/n.

“Molly killed her.”

Blaise nodded but remained quiet as he grieved you with your stepmother silently. But he was sure that he wouldn’t be able to recover from this, from your death.

©cupidsheqrt , 2022.

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emmie-tt · 1 year

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hello writer,

hope you're having a good day, can I request you a Harry Potter X reader post war where they both are raising ted together as friends but then Harry falls for the reader and reader doesn't know it.

Just Friends...

Description: Raising a child with your best friend is all fun and games until feelings start forming

WARNINGS: death, yelling

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Y/N POV

This was not supposed to be happening..I look down at the people I called my parents for the past year as they lay dead on the ground. I look at Harry, my best friends, as his arms wrap around me. I hug him back as we cry together.

After a few minutes I remember something- more like someone. I pull back and look at Harry with wide eyes. "harry...teddy.."

His eyes widen as he stares back at me, after a minute of what looks to be a staring contest he grabs my hand and takes off running out of the great hall straight to where Ted was staying with one of Tonks friends house.

As we arrived I look at him and take a deep breath "what- who's gonna care for him? I mean- they didn't have any family did they?"

Harry shakes his head then looks at me "no...but they had us, they cared for us so the least we could do is care for their son."

My eyes widen at what he was saying. He noticed and sighed before continuing "y-you dont have to...I didn't mean to throw that on you.."

I shake my head "no- no I want to help...just didn't expect you to say that"

He chuckles softly and grabs my hand "we've got this...let's go get him.."

I nod and start walking into the house, we explain the situation then pick up baby Teddy...

Tears fill my eyes as I stare down at the small baby in my arms..the baby that didn't even get a chance to know his parents, the baby that was born into a world full of hate...

Harry gently wrapped his arms around me and Teddy attempting to comfort me

My body leans back against him as I attempt to keep my tears from falling, Teddy slowly stirs in my arms and looks up at me. A small smile takes over my face and Harry slowly leads me outside after grabbing Teddy's bags.

After a few hours we make it to the burrow. When we walk in all eyes land on us, Molly makes her way over to us and wraps her arms around us in a warm hug.

After a minute she pulls back and Ginny walks over and gently takes Teddy from my arms, after she walks away to take him to bed I turn around to face Harry as my arms wrap around his body.

We stand in the burrow kitchen hugging, crying and comforting each other for the next few hours before we finally head to bed deciding to sleep together since neither of us wanted to be alone.

-6 months later-

Y/N POV

It's been a long 6 months, Teddy has officially started crawling. Me and Harry made the decision to buy a small house together so we weren't staying at the burrow anymore.

Since living with Harry I've slowly started falling for him...how could I not? Watching him with Teddy makes my heart explode with happiness.

A few weeks ago Teddy started calling Harry Dada..We knew it would happen but it still surprised us to say the least. It made me realize that we aren't just Teddy's older siblings that have to care for him...were his parents...at least the closest thing to them now...

As I stand at the kitchen in the window lost in thought I feel a small hand touch my leg causing me to jump, then I hear a laugh coming from the kitchen doorway.

I look down and see Teddy sitting next to my leg staring up at me with his adorable smile..I pick him up and hold him close, my smile grows as he nuzzles his face into my neck

-HARRY'S POV-

I wake up to a small cry, I reach over and grab my glasses and put them on before turning to see if y/n was still asleep, I had came into her room last night after another nightmare.

I frown slightly when I see the bed is empty. My gaze snaps over to the crib in the corner of the room that has a whining baby in it. I get up and walk over to him and pick him up.

As we make our way out of the room and downstairs to make him his morning bottle I see y/n in the kitchen zoned out. I stand and admire her for a moment before snapping out of it.

I smile and set Teddy down when he starts squirming, he crawls his way over to her and grabs onto her leg causing her to jump. A laugh escapes my lips as she looks down at him before picking him up. I continue watching them as Teddy snuggles closer to her, watching her with Teddy is my favorite thing...She's so gorgou- wait. no she's my best friend...

A small sigh leaves my lips as I shake my head to try and get rid of the thoughts

Y/N POV

I turn around to face Harry only to find him leaning against the doorway with only his sleep pants on..

I look away from him to hide my blush, he makes his way towards us and kisses my forehead softly whispering a "good morning..."

I nod and say a small good morning back before busying myself with making Teddy his morning bottle, after it's made I take him into the living room and lay him down in his bouncer seat (were gonna say they have those things-) and give him his bottle before heading back to the kitchen

When I get there the kitchen is empty so I start with the dishes from last night before making some breakfast. As I flip the pancakes I feel arms wrap around my waist causing a gasp to fall from my lips.

I turn around and look at Harry who has a smirk on his lips, I gently smack his chest "you scared me!"

He laughs "your very jumpy this morning, everything okay?"

I nod and turn back around "just...another nightmare last night is all" I finish the food and set it onto plates before moving myself out of his arms and handing him his plate

He nods and rests his head on my back before huffing in annoyance when I move away. He takes the plate while looking at me with a playful glare. A giggle erupts from me as I kiss his cheek and walk off to the living room, I sit on the couch and start eating.

-HARRY'S POV-

After y/n took Teddy to the living room to give him his bottle I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. After I finish with that I walk back to the kitchen to find her finishing up the dishes, a smile forms on my face.

I know I shouldn't be feeling like this, she probably doesn't feel the same way but...the heart wants what the heart wants right?

After a few minutes of just admiring her I walk over as finishes up breakfast and wrap my arms around her waist, she jumps again causing me to laugh softly.

She turns around in my arms and I stare down at her pretty face laughing harder when she gently smacks my chest and says "you scared me!"

"your very jumpy this morning, everything okay?'

She nods and turns back around which allows me to rest my head on her back and hold her close, a frown overtakes my face when she says "just...another nightmare last night is all"

An annoyed huff leaves my lips when she moves out of my arms. When she hands me my plate I playfully glare at her causing adorable giggles to leave her pretty lips.

I watch as she walks out of the kitchen and into the living room, she takes a seat on the couch so I walk in and sit down next to her and start eating.

-TIME SKIP 9 HOURS-

Y/N POV

As I finish getting Teddy ready for dinner, just into some comfier clothes. I sigh and head back to the kitchen somewhat glad when I find it empty.

Harry has been extremely touchy all day..It's driving me crazy. Also making it very hard to ignore my feelings for him. I set Teddy in his highchair and start getting stuff out for dinner when Harry comes inside.

He walks into the kitchen and over to Teddy kissing his forehead and nodding along to the small babbled that Teddy says. I watch them for a minute but quickly look away when he looks over at me.

As I finish dinner I make me and Harry's plates before giving Teddy things he can eat.

We sit down at the table and start eating. A very thick tension settles over us only letting up when we focus on the small boy who is making a mess..again

After we finish dinner Harry takes Teddy to give him a bath, I stay downstairs and clean up everything from dinner. Just as i'm about to finish up cleaning I hear someone clear their throat.

My head turns and I see Harry standing the doorway. He makes his way over to me and leans against the counter "you okay?"

I nod and go back to washing the dishes only to have my arm grabbed, my head snapped up to look at him "your not- what's wrong? did i do something?"

I sigh and set the plate down that I was washing "nothing is wrong. i'm fine."

He scoffs and pulls me close to him "right. you done lying to me yet?"

I groan and and push myself away from him. "this! this is what's wrong!"

He stares at me confused "what are you talking about?"

I sigh and motion back and forth between us "this. you. you and your touchiness! i-it's driving me insane! i'm trying so hard to not fall for you- well to ignore the feelings I have for you but you make it so hard! with the constant touching and helping and being an amazing dad! a-and the no shirts, and the sleeping in my bed! i'm in love with you but i'm trying to not be but your making it so damn har-"

He cuts me off with a kiss, a very passionate yet sloppy kiss. I gasp softly and kiss back while wrapping my arms around his neck as I deepen it slightly only to be interrupted by a small voice "Dada! Dada!"

We pull back and look over at Teddy who's crawling his way over to us with a smile. Harry smiles and leans down and picks him up before looking at me with a smile "you are supposed to be in bed little man"

I smile and kiss his cheek when Teddy laughs " awe did Dada try and put you to bed hm?" I take him from Harry's arms and hold him closely.

Harry smiles and kisses my forehead and chuckles "let's get you both to bed hm?"

I nod and start walking towards my room with Harry behind me following us. I set Teddy down in his crib and give him his pacifier.

We both stand and watch over Teddy as he falls asleep. Once he falls asleep I turn and look at Harry who's already looking at me. I smile as he leans in and kisses me softly.

We make our way to my bed and lay down facing each other. As we stare at each other I finally speak up "what does this mean..?"

He smiles and cups my face gently "I'm hoping you'll be my girl.."

I smile and nod kissing him again. He kisses back and pulls me close to him. After awhile we finally settle down and rest my head against his chest and relax.

He holds me close while rubbing my back gently. "goodnight my love.."

I smile cuddling close to him "goodnight..."

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I love this so much!! I'm so sorry it took so dang long o write but I hop you like it!!

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wolfstardaughter-jj · 2 years

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Fred Weasley spending the night at Lupin-Black cottage would include:

Sirius being adamant that if he sleeps in Y/n's room, Fred must either sleep on the floor or the couch

Ofc when Sirius leaves, Fred would eventually go on to Y/n's bed and stay there the rest of the night

Fred would ask Y/n to put on a tv show and the two would watch it until one of them would get hungry

So both Fred and Y/n would head down to the kitchen at some ungodly time and snag a tub of ice cream and a pack of cookies and head back to Y/n's room

The ice cream tub would be empty and only a few cookies would be left at the end of the night

By then, the two would have fallen asleep, cuddled up on the bed while the film continued to play in the background.

The next morning when Sirius comes to wake up the two and mostly to check if Fred had listened to his requirements

But when he sees that the two were blissfully snuggled up together in their sleep, he held back on the thought of waking them up, afraid it would ruin the adorable moment even if he still wasn't completely okay with the idea that his daughter was dating Fred Weasley

Sirius would simply go back down to the kitchen to inform Remus and Teddy that the two weren't going to be joining them that morning and that they might be sleeping in.

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midnightstar-90 · 2 years

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Can we have one where Severus survives the battle of Hogwarts but his daughter (the reader) gets injured and needs him

I’m Sorry

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Dad! Severus Snape x Daughter! Reader

Summary: After believing her father to be dead, Y/N goes to avenge him. What happens when alive?

Warnings: Mentions of character death, maybe just a little cursing.

A/N: It's springtime, so you know what that means. Finals! This took too long to write. I rewrote this 3 times. I changed the plot 3 times! I really hope y'all like this. I wanted to get it out by the end of the night.

“Y/N Snape!” Professor McGonagall yelled out.

My 11-year-old self stood tense, too nervous to move. I was surrounded by my future classmates. We all wore plain black robes, while the older kids sat at their House’s assigned tables, wearing their assigned house robes. I’ve sat through many Sorting Ceremonies, so why was I so nervous?

I look up towards my father. He wears a stern look on his face, but it’s directed towards someone else. I follow his sight to find Harry Potter seated with his fellow Gryffindors. I look the boy up and down, analyzing him. I knew very little about the scar headed boy, but I knew my father had some not-so-great things to say about his father.

I felt someone behind me give me a push. I look back behind me to see ‘Pugface’ Parkinson giving me a mean glare. “Go!” She said, waving me off like a peasant. I sent a glare back toward her as I slowly approached the chair with the Sorting Hat next to it. My 11-year-old self was met with Professor McGonagall holding the Sorting Hat in her hand. She gave me a slight nod, motioning for me to have a seat. I do as instructed and try to relax as the old hat is placed upon my head.

I can feel my father’s stare from the back of my head. Every student was turned to see which house the daughter of the “cruelest” teacher would receive.

“Hmmm. This is very difficult. Loyal to your father and many others like a true Hufflepuff. You hold much bravery like a Gryffindor. And you're smart and wise like a Ravenclaw. But I think that’s what makes you so clever and resourceful like a Slytherin. So, how about…”

Even though I knew which house I would receive, there was still a small part of me that was scared of getting a different house. I turned toward my father. He had shifted his face towards me. He looked at me like he was studying me. When I heard “Slytherin!” I was up on my toes. I smiled wide and hopped towards my seat at the Slytherin table next to Draco. My eyes shift back towards my father to see a slight smirk and a wink. I felt Draco pull me into a tight hug.

My entrance into Slytherin was amazing and one of the best days of my life. I was accepted by everyone in the house, and it wasn't because of my dad. Slytherins protected each other. Everyone could be what they wanted around each other, and they wouldn't be judged. At least, that was until Voldemort came back during my fourth year, and all Slytherins would be categorized as Death Eaters by all the other houses.

During my 5th year, Draco and I were recruited as Death Eaters. My father fought hard for me to keep my innocence, but his "loyalty" to the Dark Lord wasn't enough to save me or Draco. My father saw the fear in both of us, so he made an unbreakable vow to keep both of us safe during our mission, ordered by Voldemort.

The next year, the wizarding world would become a depressing place to live in. People are tortured by Voldemort's followers. Parents are scared to send their children to Hogwarts. Children, Forced away from their homes, as debt owed to the Dark Lord by their parents. The circumstances only got worse as the war progressed.

Now, the Battle of Hogwarts had begun, and I was all alone. I looked all over Hogwarts for my father. He had left me at home, to keep me safe, but I couldn't stand the idea of something bad happening to my father. I checked his classroom, Filch’s office, the Slytherin common room, anywhere I thought my father would be. My last stop was the Great Hall. The giant room was cleared of the enchanted ceiling and the mesmerizing furniture, and what had once been a place where everyone could be themselves and live out their wildest dreams, was now full of pain and death.

Students, parents, and teachers stood over loved ones, sobbing their hearts out. Children and Teenagers lay motionless on mats. Medical help from St. Mungo’s Hospital ran from cot to cot, mat to mat, trying to help and save the soldiers and survivors of the war. Soldiers of the war entered the room critically injured. Some were pale, and the only color that showed was the blood oozing out of their body.

All I saw were dead, injured, and grieving people. But I didn’t see my father anywhere.

“Y/N!” A familiar scar headed boy was running up to me with his friends following closely. Harry wore a look of concern, sadness, and guilt. I turned towards the boy, hoping he knew the whereabouts of my father, but his face worried me.

"Potter, whatever it is, it's gonna have to wait. Unless you know where my father is," I said hopefully. When they didn't speak, I shook them off and turned before walking away.

Harry ran in front of me, stopping my motions. “Y/N, that's what I wanted to talk to you about,” he was breathing heavily like he had just run a marathon without stopping. “Well, spit it out! Where is he?” My mind was running in circles, repeating the same phrase over and over. Please be okay. Please be okay. Please Be Okay. But the more I stared into Harry and his friend's eyes, the phrase started to change. Please Don't Be Dead. Please Don't Be Dead. Please. Don’t. Be DEAD.

“Ron, Hermione, and I followed your father to the boat house out by the docks,” Harry said, starting to sound less out of breath, but sadder. My eyes filled with tears at the scenarios that were running through my head. “He was with Voldemort. Your father gave Voldemort Dumbledore's wand, the Elder Wand. Voldemort then said that there was only one way to truly own the Elder Wand. Voldemort sent Nagini to attack him. She-she continued to attack him until his last breath… I am so sorry, Y/N," Harry explained. I felt my body become unable to stand. Harry leaned forward and quickly grabbed me before my body hit the floor. I felt like I had lost the ability to breathe. Harry rubbed my back smoothly, repeating the phrases, “I’m sorry” and “you don’t deserve this”.

It felt strange to be comforted by the boy I and all the other Slytherins would bully. We all knew that there would be a day when the title of "the chosen one" would actually be something. That one day, Voldemort would rise once again, and Harry would have to prove himself worthy of the title. But that didn't matter to us at the time. And now, here I was crying my eyes out in his arms.

I heard loud sobs coming from my left. I turned to see a group of redheads standing in a circle. A pair of legs could be seen from between the group's legs. “Ron, you too?” I asked through my tears.

“Yeah, my brother, Fred,” he looked down to not show the tears in his eyes. He must have really loved his brother. Maybe not as much as I did my dad, but he still cared for his brother. It crushed him to even look in that direction. “You should go while you have people to share your pain with, because trust me, going through it alone is terrible,” I said, giving Ron a sad smile. He reflected my smile and started over toward his family.

“Here. Your father said to give this to you,” Harry spoke, bringing my attention away from the Weasleys and onto him. I held my hand out, and he placed a vial of clear liquid. “The Pensieve in McGonagall’s office will be useful.” I immediately knew what the clear liquid was. My father’s tears.

“Now, I have to end this,” Harry said, turning to leave the Great Hall. I grabbed Harry’s arm, before he could leave, and turned him back towards me, “I’m coming with you.” He could tell that I was serious and that I wasn’t joking. And I wasn't I was willing to risk my life to avenge my father, and Harry knew that. “It’s not safe,” Harry argued. “He killed my father-” “And thousands of others, but only I can defeat him, and I can’t do that if I’m trying to keep you safe,” Harry cut me off. I was silent, allowing him to walk off.

My vision was filled with red. What Harry had told me about my father being dead continued to run through my head. The image of Nagini tearing through my father's flesh was hard to not think about.

I felt a dark presence run through my body as I slowly lifted my head, taking in my surroundings. Before anyone can notice, I left the Great Hall, following Harry out, and started on my quest to avenge my father.

Severus's POV

I laid still, remaining in the same position I laid in for the past 20 minutes. The pain seared through my body as I felt the blood ooze out of my body. It was surprising that I lasted this long. I groaned as I slowly moved to my side, pulling the wand from my side pocket.

"Vulnera Sanentur," I mumbled, trying my best to do the right wand movements. My wand hovered over my body as I felt some of the wounds healing on my body.

It took me a minute to get up. Just because my body was being healed, didn't mean that it didn't hurt. I held my side limping to the door of the boathouse. I opened the door, leaving the wooden building. I looked up at the sky to see a very cloudy day, luckily, no dark mark in the sky.

That’s when I felt a sting in my arm. I rolled up my sleeve slowly, still feeling the pain from the bites. I rolled up my sleeve to see the very mark that I had just wished wouldn’t appear in the sky. The snake on my arm started moving, causing my arm to burn. This could only mean that the Dark Lord was calling his Death Eaters. I gasped remembering I wasn’t the only Snape with the mark on their arm.

I tried to run towards the castle, knowing that my warning for my daughter to stay home and safe wouldn’t be carried out. But my efforts to save my daughter were stopped by another searing pain running through my body. I fell to the forest floor, groaning in pain.

There was only one thing I could do at this moment, and that was to call for help. I took my wand once more, and I pointed it up towards the sky. “Periculum!” I told my wand. A red light shot up into the sky. And I laid there on the ground, hoping someone would notice and would come to help me.

Y/N’s POV

I knew Harry would leave me so he could fight Voldemort, so I followed him into the woods. He stopped in a clearing and pulled out a golden snitch. From my line of sight, all that I could see was Harry pulling the tiny ball-like object to his face. He slowly pulled it away, and an object that I couldn’t recognize from where I was standing emerged from it.

I saw a small light hit my face, and I looked away from Harry to see a woman with Harry’s eyes, and a man with many of Harry’s facial features watching him. I could only guess that they were his parents. Professor Lupin and Sirius Black stood next to the couple. From my recollection of my father’s stories, the woman who had to have been Lily Potter, held her hand out for her son. Harry quickly walked towards her and tried to grab her hand. He was disappointed when his hand went right through hers. He instead looked at her in despair.

Harry held a short conversation with his family. But the conversation ended when Lily pointed in my direction, “Curious, just like her father, I see.”

Remus followed her line of sight, “Indeed, she is. But she is much braver than her father at her age. Doesn’t take anything from anyone. One of my brightest students.”

Harry turned, looking me right in the eyes. My eyes went big, and I ran. I ran away, not listening to the sounds of Harry calling my name. He knew what I was doing, and he wouldn’t continue on his mission if he knew I was following him. So, I ran farther into the woods.

A bright red light lit up the sky. I noticed the red light as an effect of the periculum spell. Someone’s alive, and they need help. I felt my arm start to sting. I looked down, seeing the snake move.

This was it. I could finally get the chance to kill the dark lord. But the person that needs help. I looked between where the red glow was and the scar on my hand. And after careful consideration, I decided to save the person first.

So, I ran as quick as I could towards where the light once was. I stopped on a hill, seeing the one person I had never thought I would see again. “Father!” I yelled, running towards him.

I help him up, holding him up with his arm around my shoulder. We slowly make our way to Hogwarts.

I gasp in pain as the mark burns more. “Y/N, are you okay?” my father asked, concerned.

“Yeah, it’s just the mark. I should be asking you that. Harry said you were dead,” I said.

“I thought I was too, but somehow I survived.”

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We made it to Hogwarts, and everyone was standing outside. The good guys stood with their backs facing Hogwarts, while the Death Eaters stood opposite them. I looked through the crowd of people near Hogwarts, and I notice everyone in my year, along with some older students and teachers. I even saw Draco sadly watching the group of Death Eaters crowd around us.

I was still holding my father up when I saw Voldemort and Nagini. I felt an anger rise in my chest. My arms were tense and my face was as red as a cherry. My father noticed, causing him to squeeze my hand in reassurance. “Don’t do anything you’ll regret later,” he told me. I take my father’s warning to heart and decide to stand there and watch the noseless man.

“Harry Potter is dead,” Voldemort started. For the second time today, I felt the oxygen leave my body. I looked down in guilt. I couldn’t help but wonder if I didn’t run, would Harry still be alive. If I wasn’t a coward, would we be standing here, listening to this man? Or would I have suffered the same fate as Harry? If I stayed, would I have gotten a second chance with my father?

Ginny ran towards the snake-like man, in tears. She screamed, as she ran towards him, but was pulled back by her father. “Silence,” Voldemort yelled, throwing a spell at the girl, as a warning.

“Stupid girl,” He started. “Harry Potter is dead, and from this day forth, you will put your faith in me.”

Voldemort turned away from the students and professors and turned toward his followers. “Harry Potter is dead,” he yelled once more, much louder than the first. The Death Eaters laughed manically. Voldemort joined in, spreading his arms and saying, “and now is the time to declare yourself.” Nobody moved. They only watched with tears in their eyes. “Come over and join us or die.” Everyone stayed quiet.

“Draco,” Lucius called out for his son. My father and I’s attention was turned towards the platinum white-haired boy. Draco looked over at me with a glint of sadness. I slowly shook my head, but his attention was moved when his mother called out his name. Draco looked around. I felt a tear drop down my cheek as Draco reluctantly moved toward his parents.

“Draco!” I yelled out, bringing everyone’s attention to me.

Voldemort looked at me with a disgusting smile. “Ah, Y/N Snape-” He was going to continue, but then he noticed who I was helping up. “I thought I killed you,” Voldemort said through his teeth.

“It’s gonna take a lot more than some snake bites if you want to kill the half-blood prince,” my father said confidently. I looked up at him with admiration.

“Well, it seems like I didn’t have to kill you anyway. The wand did its job, and-”

Harry’s lifeless body was now full of life as he sprung from Hagrid’s arms. He stood up and pulled his wand out, “Confringo!” The spell bounced off of the snake, making her angry. The snake angrily chases Harry as he runs through the courtyard.

While Nagini chases Harry, Voldemort turns towards my father and I. “It seems I was wrong about being wrong. You're holding me back and it’s time to pay. “Avada Kedavra,” he yells out. A green light shoots from his wand and towards us. Quickly, I yell out, “Protego!” I deflected the cure but that only made the dark lord more upset.

“Oh child, when will you learn that you can’t stop me? Crucio,” he yells out once more. Before I know it, pain rushes through my body. I let out an ear-curdling scream, and fall down. And that was when all hell broke loose. My father used all his strength to lift me up, and moved me away from the fight. I release one last breath before passing out in my father’s arms.

My eyes blink open to see a blurry grey ceiling, along with a glimpse of black. When my vision appears clear, I am able to see my father standing and watching over me. He just sat there, watching me. No emotion rode over his face, but I knew he was relieved.

“You were lucky to have survived. Voldemort was going easy on you,” he simply spoke.

“Is it over?” I asked.

“Yes, it has been for over a day. It seems that Mr. Potter has shown great Bravery, facing Voldemort with the Elder Wand.”

“But, Voldemort would have been powerless, because you were still alive.”

“Whether or not I lived or died, he still would have lost.”

“Why?”

“When will you learn, child, that I love you. And I would never do something to intentionally hurt you. The Elder wand received a new owner when Dumbledore was first disarmed. Not when he was killed,” My father explained.

“Draco,” I said, holding out the “o” in realization to his point. My father nodded.

“Are you okay? You were attacked by a giant snake,” I asked in concern.

“I am fine, but you on the other hand. I could have lost you. Don’t ever do something like that again,” He said sternly.”That fight was between Voldemort and I. Don’t ever insert yourself in something that dangerous ever again.”

I chuckled and said, “I can’t promise that.” I give my father a knowing look. He looks at me sternly, but his scorned look soon reveals itself as a knowing smirk. I smile big at the interaction.

“Come here,” my father says, pulling me into a hug. The was a slight pain from the circumstances, but the love for my father withdrew the pain. I gave a tight squeeze before moving towards his ear, “so, if you’re the half-blood prince, then who am I?” He chuckles and responds with, “You are my fierce, stubborn princess, who has deemed herself worthy to learn from the Half-Blood Prince.” I laugh, enjoying the good times I have with my father before it’s over. Because I knew that as soon as the war started, my life was going to get 10 times harder.

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teddy-the-teddybear · 5 months

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Angstmas

Rules!: Listen.. here's how this works... you get to send in for someone out of the list I have.. and I'll write an angst story for it... now this week and the week after Thanksgiving I have drivers ed so I'll probably start the week after that. All the way up to Christmas... maybe even new years if you want. When you request please send in the quote not just the number it is... it makes it easier. If there is anyone you want to request for who isn't on the list.. just message me and ill let you know if ill write for them. Thank you! Merry fucking Christmas!

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☆James Potter (Harry's son)

☆albus potter

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looneyleyle · 8 months

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harry potter masterlist

mad-eye moody ~ c. diggory written 11.20.20 reposted 9.9.23 aunt muriel ~ g. weasley written 12.18.20 reposted 9.9.23 room of requirement ~ d. malfoy written 12.27.20 reposted 11.06.23 the potters ~ t. lupin written 2.1.21 reposted 11.06.23 hogwarts ghosts ~ f. weasley written 6.9.21 reposted 11.08.23 always her ~ b. weasley written 11.09.23 hogwarts express ~ d. thomas written 1.17.22 reposted 02.12.24

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imafivestarkpopstan · 2 years

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And let's just pretend the Potter, Weasley, Black and Lupin families are the four immortal families.

This is a different version of the The Youngest Potter/Other NingShan Potter stories.

"Waaaahhh!" A baby's cries could be heard around the house, and Regulus went up the stairs to calm the newest addition to the Potter family. Y/N Lily Potter. 3 months old.

As her cries quietened, Regulus rocked her to sleep, and she dropped off. 9 year old Harry Potter, and his twin Elliot Potter, ran into the room.

"Papa, we did it!" He said excitedly.

"Ahhh, that's great, but your sister is sleeping. We don't want her crying again right away, do we, boys?"

"No Papa." They chorused.

"Now, what did you do?" Regulus asked the twins.

"Dad helped us with our floating planet project, and we got an A☆!"

"That's great boys, let's discuss this downstairs, yeah? Uncle Sirius and Uncle Remus are.xoming with Teddy."

"Yes, Papa." They said.

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"Hawwy and Elli leawing?" Y/N asked her father.

"Yes, Harry and Elli are going to Hogwarts. Say bye bye, Y/N." James said.

"No Daddy! Twin no go!" Y/N started to cry. She'd already seen her older sister, NimgLi, go away, and she didn't want the twins to go.

"Y/N, Harry and Elliot will be back at Christmas." James looked to Regulus for help. He took Y/N from James and bounced her up and down.

"You'll see them all at Christmas, yeah?" He cooed. "And Julian is finishing school in 3 years, so not much longer." Y/N calmed down.

"Bye bye, Hawwy! Bye Bye Elli!" Y/N waved.

"I don't know how you do it. You always manage to calm her down." James muttered. He sling an arm around the younger man.

"I have birth to her, duh." Regulus said, shifting the now sleeping Y/N into a more comfortable position. "Of course I know how to calm her down."

Y/N started shifting in her sleep. Regulus, noticing her movements, motioned for James to get the car. He knew, from experience with this girl that she was ahaving a real dream.

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"Dad, you can't go out there! You and Papa will die!" Y/N pleaded with her dad's. Regulus knelt down next to the ten year old.

"Princess, we have to. We'll be fine. We won't die."

"But- if you do... I need you!" She was crying now. Regulus hugged her.

"I can't promise no death, but if we do die, the Weasleys will take good care of you."

"No! You can't go!" She shouted. Ginny took her hand and lead her away.

"Their gonna get themselves killed!" Y/N said anxiously.

"Y/N, your fathers know what they are doing. They won't die." Ginny said. Y/N sat on one of the benches, slowly falling asleep.

"Y/N, Y/N!" It was Harry.

"You're alive!" She exclaimed.

"Yes I am. And Imeed you out of here for a while."

"But dad and papa asked me to stay here!"

"We need something here. Please?"

"Fine." She went out of the Room of Requirement and waited. Wandless and helpless, she hid behind a gargoyle.

"Y/N!" It was her best friend, Teddy Lupin, who's dad's had also gone to help.

"Teddy! Thank goodness!" The two ten year olds hugged and they both hid behind the gargoyle.

"Fred watch out!" Y/N pushed him out of harms way, fatally injuring herself.

"Y/N!" Regulus had spotted her knock Fred out of the way, and made his way over, blasting Dolohov out of the way.

"Y/N,wake up, please!" Regulus cried, shaking his youngest child frantically. James ran over.

"W-what happened?" He asked, staring at Y/N blankly.

"She pushed Fred out of the way." Regulus said, tears blurring his vision.

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"She's dead, I'm sorry, James, Regulus." Madam Pomfrey said solemnly.

"No." Regulus said. "No, she can't be dead. No, she's not dead."

"I'm sorry, Mr Black, there's nothing more I could do." Madam Pomfrey said sadly. Regulus sat beside his dead child, crying silently. James was in shock.

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"Y/N."

"Grandmum?" Y/N turned around. She was at her grandmother's house. "Where am I? Am I dead?"

"Not yet, child, but you might be."

"What do you mean?" Y/N asked, confused. Her grandmother sighed.

"You have a choice. Death decided you could choose to go back. Live your life, go back to your parents." Y/N's grandmother said.

"I want to go back." Y/N said immediately.

"Alright." Y/N turned around to look down to the earth. Her heart pounded. There were her parents, her siblings, and friends. All looking pale and sadder than Y/N had ever seen them. Especially Regulus.

Y/N had been his youngest child, the one who'd given him smiled after what happened in 1981. For 9 years, he'd suffered from nightmares, flashbacks, and panic attacks. But when Y/N was born, those died.

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Just as McGonagall was about to set fire to the coffin, it opened. Y/N climbed out solemnly.

"Hi everyone. I'm sure you're wondering why I'm alive. When I got knocked out, Isaw grandmum. She told me I had a choice. Go back, or stay there and actually be dead. I chose to come back." There was silence. Then Regulus was running. Tripping over his feet, he stopped when he reached Y/N. Staring at her, he realized how much his children actually meant to him.

"Papa?" She called, in the sweet, soft voice he thought he'd never hear again.

"You're really here." He said blankly.

"Yes, I am. Papa, I'm here." And he was hugging her, so tightly.

"Papa, I'll actually die if you choos me like that." She coughed out jokingly. He released her.

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"Teddy Remus Orion Lupin Black! You give me back that textbook now!" Teddy jumped, but gave it back to his girlfriend, who glared at him.

"Y/NNNNNN, you promised we'd go out today!"

"Five minutes, Teddy!" She snapped. "If I don't pass my NEWTS, I'll be jobless."

"Alright, alright."

"Thank you, Teddy."

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"Arcturus Sirius Lupin! Come back here!" Y/N called fiercely. Archie cowered under his mother's furious gaze and slouched back inside.

"Yes, Mum?" He asked timidly.

"Did you break your brother's Spaceship?" She narrowed her eyes.

"He hit me, Mum!" Arcturus defended.

"Orion! Did you hit Archie?" Y/N asked. He lowered his head.

"Yes Mum."

"Why?"

"Because he didn't let me into his room." Orion said.

"Arcturus?"

"Alright, sorry, sorry, I'm sorry for breaking your spaceship! I just didn't want you finding my profect and potentially ruining it." Archie said.

"Ok, I'm sorry too, then." Orion smiled at Archie.

"Y/N! Teddy!"

"Harry! Ginny!" Y/N called. "Be right there!"

"Bo.:ys, come on, and be nice."

"Hi Harry, where are Albus and James?" Y/N greeted her brother.

"Albus is out with Scorpius-"

"Their probably making out." Y/N mumbled under her breath.

"-Amd James is at his friends house." Harry finished.

"Alright." Teddy said contently.

"Dad and Papa are coming over for dinner. Staying?" Y/N asked.

"Oh, uh yeah, sure, if it's alright with you, Teddy and Ginny, of course." Harry said.

"It's alright." You all said.

All was well.

Longest one! I'm sorry for not posting for so long!

#teddy lupin #y/n potter #jegulus #hinny #regulus x james #regulus x t #regulus x daughter #jegulus x daughter reader

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crimsonheart01 · 2 years

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Saturday April 30, 2022

It’s been a rough week this week but I still managed to get in a few reads throughout. Here’s this week’s round up. I hope you enjoy them, bisous!

If you read any of the stories on this lists, please make sure to show love to the authors by liking and reblogging their content!

A reminder to everyone that my blog houses 21+ content. This post isn’t any different. I’m not adding in the specific tags or warnings for each rec here but know that they can house adult content as well.

✨ If you are under 21, please DNI.✨

1. by the pricking of my thumbs by @thewayofthemandalorian

Pairing: Pero Tovar x Fem!Reader

I love when the grumpy one falls for the soft one. It’s one of the best tropes and this one checks off everything on that list. I loved this story and the portrayal of Tovar. My favourite bit about this was the way Tovar started off skeptical but that slowly built into his slight teasing manner. Ugh and that prolonged first kiss? YES! The perfect build up. Sent tingles down my arms. I loooooooooved it.

2. breath of life by @thewayofthemandalorian

Pairing: Pero Tovar x Fem!Reader

I adored this retelling of Snow White and the Huntsman. I would be downright terrified running into Tovar in a darkened forest, especially when he’s tasked to kill you. The slow progression of their feelings for each other is chef’s kiss. Nothing is rushed between them. Our reader is slow to start trusting her almost killer, while Pero is slow to let down his steely resolve around her. I also love the world building in this one. The way the other characters are weaved in throughout the whole story and how it all comes together, is amazing.

3. Below the Line by @prolix-yuy

Pairing: Dieter Bravo x Fem!Reader

This story is a masterpiece. A MASTERPIECE. The subtle hints of familiarity we get from our reader right from the start, to the actual bomb she drops with Dieter, then to Dieter doing everything in his willpower to change that first impression. Absolutely perfect. ALSO I WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO FORGET THE SCENE OF OUR READER, DIETER AND HER CAR. PLEASE! IT IS BURNED INTO MY MEMORY! So much so that I’m considering propositioning my husband to do the exact same thing

4. This Drabble by @greyeyedmonster-18

Pairing: Sirius Black & Teddy Lupin

This was absolutely stunning! It’s such a real take on a relationship with a parent and their teenager. It’s rough to try and navigate all those emotions and what comes along with them but the way Sirius allows Teddy to express themselves without pushing is nothing short of amazing. I loved the interaction between them and the way Teddy sought out Sirius to have this particular discussion, as well as how Sirius was cognizant of how to properly approach the discussion with Teddy. When Sirius stops to school his own reaction, allowing Teddy to the the one to steer their interaction made my heart soar. Ugh, we were robbed of Dad!Sirius but lbr, there’s no room for canon here anymore because fandom is exponentially better.

5. Morning Debrief by @phandoz

Pairing: Frankie Morales x Fem!Reader

Ugh yes, Frankie boooooyyyyyyyyy! I love the coyness of this entire fic. How blissfully ignorant Benny is to the whole situation, only to have it pushed directly into his face by the end. I love the kinship with our reader and Benny in this one. Not to mention how Frankie is quietly taking it all in. I could feel his smug grin from here!

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starstruckwillows · 1 year

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dad!headcanons — harry potter ♡

requested by @inthehoneymoonwithconnorrk800 <3

harry potter x fem!reader, dad!harry, headcanons, fluff, headcanons for biological and adopted children

harry potter as a dad

biological children

•harry wasn’t sure if he wanted kids. he hadn’t had the best examples of parenting, he was never around young children or babies

•but when you came to him, pregnant, it felt like (almost) all of his worries fizzled. they weren’t as important as you, and the child you’d created together

•he visited his parents’ graves when he found out. to say hi, to ask for advice, to maybe just tell them they were going to be grandparents

•goes to see andromeda tonks too, where she’s raising teddy lupin. realises how much this child is something he wants

•when the time comes, he’s an amazing father

•splits responsibilities with you, never lets you end up doing everything

•has such a bond with his kid, and it’s not long before he’s tentatively bringing up the subject of more

•toys everywhere, he’s not a must-be-tidy-at-all-times dad. we’re talking magical train sets, muggle rubber ducks, doll houses, push cars, everything he passes in a shop somewhere

•naturally such a girl dad, but he is so happy with a little boy too. anything he can love

•makes such a big deal out of birthdays, really goes overboard

•raised around so many cousins and friends, massive family times, so many game nights gone wrong

•sincerely apologizing for the attention being a potter will bring his family, but they don’t really mind. at least he’s famous for a good thing

•as they get older, and they’re off to hogwarts, of course he’s missing them. he doesn’t want to stifle them, but the letters are twice a week, at least

•and your kids were raised well, with love, so they have no problem writing back to them all, and they know their home is always a safe place

•harry sleeps well at night knowing he created the home he wanted

•will cry at their weddings, if they happen

adopted children

•three scenarios — you’ve had a biological child, you want more, and for whatever reason that is, you two decide to adopt (harry’s fully supportive of this)

•or, for whatever personal reasons, you can’t or don’t want a biological child (harry’s fully supportive of this)

•or, not long after the war, the wizarding world is still overrun with orphans. there are leaflets everywhere begging couples to adopt. you wanted to expand your family as it was, and harry’s worries were overcome both by his previously mentioned visits, and his desire to not let voldemort ruin the lives of any more children

•whatever it is, he loves them like his own. because they are his own.

•all the prior headcanons, because nothing changes for either of you. your family may not be nuclear, but why should it have to be?

•if anyone pokes fun at their adoption, you best believe harry is up there like a flash to get someone seriously scolded, and you aren’t far behind him

•when the time comes to tell your kids, harry is perfect with it. he knows what to say. you don’t leave it too long either, harry knows what it is to feel lied to about your family

•if any relationships struggle around that time, the strain is physically clear on harry. but he waits for them to be ready, knowing how personal it is

in conclusion

•in any situation, harry loves his children

•he’s a good dad. nobody is perfect, he’ll maks mistakes, but not with the gravity of the one’s he feared

🏷️ — @faeriieblush @poppet05 @it-be-me-ella @juneberrie @ell0ra-br3kk3r @meredarling

#starstruckwillows #lightning era #golden trio era #harry potter #harry potter fluff #harry potter hurt/comfort #dad!harry #dad!harry potter #harry potter x reader #dad!harry potter x reader #headcanons #harry potter htc #harry potter headcanons #harry james potter #harry james potter x reader

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patrophthia · 1 year

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it wasn’t implied? | remus lupin

pairing: remus lupin x reader

genre: fluff, pining, maybe angst¿?, miscommunications, secret confessions, not proofread

wc: 4.2k

originally posted on wattpad

"i saw you," sirius said lowly, smirking, "you two think you're so sly but i see everything."

"i don't know what you're talking about."

"sure, you don't," he remarked with a roll of his eyes, "you never know what i'm talking about, not when i told you that your crush on remus was obvious, not when i tell you that remus fancies you back and definitely not when i saw —with my very own two eyes— you kissing."

"just be careful doll, i've been there before," he told her softly, making her glance at him. "you've been there before?" she repeated testingly, not understanding what sirius meant. "i was once remus when i was younger."

"where should we go next?" peter asked excitedly, holding onto the teddy sirius had won for him for dear life.

it was a hogsmeade weekend, the marauders had decided that it was a bright idea to sneak off to an amusement park. the sun was setting, a pretty mix of pink and blues with hint of gold within it. they stood in the middle of the park, pulling at their coat tightly to keep themselves warm whilst james suffered in a corner.

"definitely not the roller coaster again," said lily wearily, eyeing james from where she stood as he hunched over a garbage can with remus and sirius to his side. "anything but the roller coaster again."

"i'm pretty sure they're done with it," she said kindly, watching as remus rubbed james' back in a soothing manner, "we've been on it four times now, i don't think they'd like to go on it for any longer."

"hopefully, you're right," lily muttered under her breath as the group of boys returned.

james looked up, smiling charmingly. "what's next?"

"i wanted to go on the ferris wheel," said sirius off-handedly, his hands digging into his pocket to keep itself away from the cold, "the sunset's nice."

"okay," lily agreed; nodding her head as she approached james' side, lily looped her arm around his and began leading the way when she realized that two of their friends were missing. turning around, lily spotted the pair conversing between themselves. "guys?"

"yes?" remus looked up, finally noticing that their friends were ten steps away and blushed. "sorry."

lily only smiled, giving him a pointed look and glanced down slightly. "is she cold?"

"very," she answered, voice muffled as her head was pressed against remus' torso, holding onto him tightly. "remus is very warm."

"of course, he is. the man's a human furnace," sirius said, almost frowning, "now, c'mon i want to see prongs throw up again."

"that's disgusting," she whispered just loud enough for remus to hear, moving her head slightly to look up at him.

"it's pads, what'd you expect?" he asked in return, smiling fondly at her.

she scrunched her nose in disgust, accidentally picturing james going through hell once more at sirius expense. "less suffering for the man who's already legally blind?"

remus laughed at that, making sirius groan even more. "would you stop flirting please?" sirius whined dramatically, "seriously princess, are we going to get an apology here?"

pulling away from remus completely, she stood besides him and assessed their friends.

"sorry, i made you wait because i was cold," she started slowly, feeling as though she was a kid waking up her parents to tell them she'd done something bad. sirius tutted, pulling out his wand and casted a warming charm on her. "can we go ride the ferris wheel now?"

"of course, we can," sirius said brightly, all signs of his previous sour mood disappearing.

sirius led the way this time, bantering with lily as remus and [name] walked slightly behind. shoulders brushing against one another as they listened into their friends arguing.

somewhere between where they started to the waiting line, remus had managed to slip his hand into her's intertwining them together.

she looked up at him, surprised —not to mention, extremely flustered, and smiled. an action that remus reciprocated along with a comforting squeeze of her hand.

james, lily, sirius, and peter took a car of their own. insisting that remus was too tall (as if it made any sense) to fit into their carriage so it would be better to have her accompany him as to not have him be lonely. all four completely oblivious to just how obvious their match making attempt was.

"this is nice," remus commented absentmindedly, looking over his shoulder, "it's so pretty up here."

"it is," she concurred, eyes kept on remus. tinge of pink and blue with the slightest hint of purple, painted his face, green eyes shining brightly. "they're taking pictures of us."

remus turned abruptly, concern written all over his face, "what?"

"them." she pointed upwards, remus eyed her direction and found their friends in the other car grinning and waving at them.

lily had her polaroid camera in her hand, it pointing at them. she gestured her over, shouting about how she couldn't fit her into the frame unless she sat besides remus. she followed her request, moving to sit by his side and looked up at them.

their was a flash, lily took the first polaroid out and handed it to james who was besides her. "smile!" she shouted before adding, "move closer, [name]! you're too far away!"

again, she did what she was told, scooting over and rested her head on remus' shoulder, smiling up at lily. remus laid his head on top of hers, beaming at the camera as well. lily counted from three and the flash went, sitting back down when she was satisfied with its result.

remus hand found hers once more, holding onto it firmly. "i think i might fall asleep."

"go ahead," she said lightly, "i've been working on my levitation spell, i can get you back to hogwarts safely."

remus lifted his head up so he could look at her properly. "as much as i am honored to the first person you murder, i'm really not looking forward to dying so soon."

she moved away from his shoulder, gaping at him with mock offense. "you underestimate me, mister lupin."

"and i've always been correct with my underestimations."

"that's not a kind way to talk to your best friend."

"actually i can talk to my best friend however i want," he said matter-of-factly, "that's kind of the point of being best friends with someone, being able to act however you want."

"you know what," she said, scooting away from him, "i don't want to be near you anymore."

"is that so?" he taunted, pulling at her hand.

"it is."

"i don't believe you." he leaned forward, pushing at her buttons. the full moon was near, which meant remus' senses had been heightened, making the both of them fully aware of just how fast her heart was beating. "i really don't believe you."

within seconds his lips are on hers, closing the gap between him and her without any hesitation. the line of whether their relationship was platonic or romantic, now crossed. remus tilted his head, leaning down to help her from straining her neck. the kiss was innocent, pulling to a stop when they were ushered out of their car by their friends.

remus cheeks were red when he left the carriage, blaming it on the cold wind. james had swept remus into a conversation about the prosperity of churros when remus took her hand again, holding onto it as he amused james with questions.

sirius was walking besides her, hands tuck in his leather jacket. he nudged her lightly —an action that almost knocked her off of her feet if it weren't for remus catching her. remus scolded sirius quickly before turning to check on her, after being satisfied with her answer he turned back to james.

"i saw you," sirius said lowly, smirking, "you two think you're so sly but i see everything."

"i don't know what you're talking about."

"sirius, you're seventeen stop talking like you're in your eighties," she said exasperatedly, "and i'm really confuse right now. what the fuck do you mean you were once remus, were you once tall and cute or something?"

sirius made a face, one of offense and irritation with the slightest tint of hurt. "are you calling me short and ugly? you wound me, sweetheart."

"i'm not calling you short, sirius. it's just that i don't have the crippling fear that you would suddenly lick my head when i'm near you."

"tall people don't do that," sirius frowned, "do they?

"i wouldn't know," she shrugged.

"anyways." sirius dragged out, moving back to the topic at hand. "what i'm trying to say is that i've put someone in the same situation as you and moony right now. it doesn't end well, [name]."

"it's really confusing —and if i'm being completely honest here, i feel guilty for everything that happened," he confessed quietly, "i made it complicated. when it could've been so easy.

"so . . ." sirius trailed off, watching her with patient grey eyes, "talk to him. make sure you know where the two of you stand before everything goes wrong."

sirius gave her one last reassuring smile before he tuned into their friends discussion on churros. remus let out a laugh at one of james' comment, a pretty smile on his lips that may or may not have pulled at her heart string.

fuck remus, where did she stand?

•••

sirius was laying on the couch, james sitting on the floor besides him along with peter while remus sat on the armchair when lily and her found them in the gryffindor's common room. there was a girl, hunched over the coffee table, a small notebook in hand talking to james and sirius as she wrote down whatever she found important.

she must've felt her presence, looking up at them with a small smile. "dorcas, we had care of magical creatures together in third year."

she replied with her name, smiling as well. "what were you three talking about?"

"a project," she said enthusiastically.

lily sat down besides james, and patted the empty spot to her left for her to take. she was about to take a seat beside lily when something tugged at her hand, she turned, following the direction of her distraction and found remus smiling at her, his hand holding onto hers.

"sit with me." she was hesitant, not knowing where she was supposed to go when the chair was so small. remus must've noticed, pulling her directly into his lap and wrapped an arm around her waist, securing her in her spot.

dorcas didn't even bat an eyelash when she continued on, "would you like to hear about it?"

"sure."

dorcas began her explanation with a clap of her hands. "so i've been reading a new romance novel and in it there's this muggle newspapers thing where people can mail something they wanted to say to someone they loved or cared for, whether romantically or platonically, it was called the W.L.U segment —standing for words left unsaid."

"i thought it was cool so i asked dumbledore if i could somehow pull an event together and he said no but i'm known to be quite annoying so i used that to my advantage and eventually he agreed."

"so." she clapped her hands together. "on march, thirteen, the fifth floor corridor will be plastered by sticky notes with hand written words on them for each person that is submitted to. it is by first name only and there would be a spell to prevent you from actually recognizing who's ever hand writing it is, so everything will be anonymous."

she had many questions, unsure how everything will work out like dorcas planned it out to. there was thousands of students at hogwarts, how can she fit them all in the corridors (even if the name were to overlap), how will the letters be submitted if it was anonymous, and most importantly —how will filch's cat resist the urge to claw off all the notes?

instead she settled on asking, "march thirteen?"

"it's when my dad first met my mother," she said with small smile, "under a clementine tree."

"can everyone just submit anonymously?" peter asked, intrigued.

"that's pretty much the whole idea, no one would know who said what. we're giving out special notes that would magick itself out of your life the second you've finished writing and it would be added to the wall. the notes will be owled out to everyone, because if you saw someone trying to get the notes you'll be suspicious of them, ya know?"

and then she added, "the identities would be unknown unless you sign it off with your full name, or initials for whoever it is you wrote it to, to guess. it's up to you really, if you want your identity to be known then you make it known."

"are you sure it will stay anonymous?" he followed up skeptically.

"cross my heart. not even the ones preparing this project would know."

•••

march came fast, so did remus' birthday —an event that had left her more confuse then she was before hand. the marauders had threw him a surprise party, one she attended in high spirits.

around midnight, marlene had dragged her into a circle where their friends was waiting for her. "we're playing truth or dare," she had told her.

the first few rounds was fun for the most part, her having done stupid dares that had spilled out of peter's drunken lips (the gryffindor is the funniest when he's absolutely wasted).

remus' birthday cake sat in the center of the circle, everyone enjoying their slices while they played the game. remus picked dare for the third time, keeping up with the courageous gryffindor spirit.

dorcas perked up at this, getting her word in before anyone else could. "i dare you to kiss the person you find most beautiful in this room."

sirius had pouted his lips out for him only to be blatantly ignored by remus. the room was —more or less— unphased when remus had made his way over to [name], cupping her face and kissed her.

soft and quick.

when he pulled away, he made his way back to his seat and acted like nothing had happened.

dorcas nudged her from her right, giggling slightly as she spoke, "i knew he would kiss you."

then the question she tried so desperately to forget resurfaces. what were they? where did she stand?

the next day comes and dumbledore introduced the project at dinner, letting dorcas up on the podium which she spoke at proudly, informing everyone of her plans and answering any questions they had.

the notes arrived the next morning, students walked around chatting about who they planned to write to and by dinner time half of the castle had written and sent off their first notes.

march, thirteen came and she was rudely awakened by dorcas and sirius pounding at her door, announcing that the project has been opened for viewing and that they needed to see it as soon as possible.

she quickly got dressed and followed them into the common room. stood by the entrance was the rest of their friend group, all looking tired out of their mind.

james led the way towards the fifth floor, the corridors walls littered with notes, all belonging to a group of names in alphabetical order.

their group went through the names one by one, being nosy when there seemed to be some sort of drama in the mysterious notes. some of the notes were on the sweet side, some malicious.

james was a common name but they were —luckily enough— able to identify which one was their james based off of how some referred him as 'the quidditch king' or 'james, potter, james potter' or the last (and definitely sirius' favorite way of identifying james out of them all) was 'james, the four eyed one.'

there was various love confessions, some cussing him for not giving them a position on the gryffindor's quidditch team, and some compliments about how much they wanted to run their hands through his beautiful, beautiful hair.

"you smell." sirius read out loud, ignoring the tiny :) that was drawn on the note to laugh at james' face. "i think that's for you, prongs."

"shut up, pads. you smell like wet dog."

then was the letter R standing tall above the name remus. on the wall stuck countless amount of notes, all confessing just how pretty they thought remus was. his pretty eyes, his pretty nose, his pretty lips and how much they wanted to kiss it and his stupidly pretty hands.

"good god moony, what spell have you put hogwarts under," james said slightly horrified, his eyes gluing to each notes that stuck under the name remus, "what have you done?"

"i haven't done anything," remus replied, his tone defensive, "and we can't be sure this is about me, i'm not the only person named remus."

"yeah but you're the only person in this school with that name." dorcas pointed out, just as fascinated as the rest of them with the amount of letters he received.

something caught her attention, making her take a step forward so she could get a better look at it. dorcas turned to her friend, fingers pointed at a note written in blue paper. "this handwriting looks familiar."

she followed dorcas' hand, reading the note to herself. i'm so confuse, remus. where do i stand? am i your girlfriend or am i just a girl that's a friend?

below it was another note written with same handwriting. i shouldn't have let you kissed me the first time and i definitely shouldn't have let you done it the second since all it did was amplify how i feel for you.

sirius cleared his throat loudly, pulling their attention to him. "this is boring," he began, grey eyes firmly locked with her, "let's go read mine."

he pulled her away with a smile to the others, hoping that they'd follow without questioning. "you wrote it didn't you?"

"wrote what." she acted oblivious, standing before the wall filled with notes for the name sirius. he, like remus, was the only one with that name.

"those notes." he rolled his eyes, annoyed.

"isn't there supposed to be a spell to prevent people from knowing who wrote it?"

"there is," he concurred, "i actually don't know for sure. 's why i'm asking you. i don't recognize your hand writing but i know the situation mentioned like the back of my hands. i can only assume and i know they can too."

"so now everyone knows that i'm confused about what remus and i are?"

"pretty much," lily joined in, standing besides her. "god, sirius why is so many people angry at you?"

"why people are upset with me is not important right now," said sirius distractedly, "what's important is that moony read those notes —just like we did, need i remind you— and he still hasn't come to try and talk to you."

"maybe he doesn't know it's from me—"

"remus is not a basket case, darling," cut in sirius. "he's being slow on purpose."

lily tsked. "men are stupid, [name]." she reminded, not sparing a second at the baffled look sirius threw her. "let's go read the ones with your name on it."

there was only so many notes for someone with her name, all littered with different colors and signed with their initials on it. she didn't know half of the possible initials but one specifically caught her eyes.

r.l

she hoped, despite knowing that she shouldn't, hoped that it was from him and that he had written it for her.

above the initials was the note itself, written in a set of neat handwritings that was so similar and yet so unidentifiable, it had her heart jumping to her throat.

i had hoped that one day i could shun you out of my mind but i cannot, not when you are the only thing running through it. not when the idea that you'd let me kiss you again is stuck in my mind. the same mind that hasn't stopped thinking about you before i even knew how much i liked you.

i can only hope you would forgive me for it. r.l

"you know," sirius said slowly, eyeing the note, "this whole confession thing would be so much easier if you just talked to each other."

"like you're the one to talk sirius," lily scoffed, "you wrote regulus a lengthy five note apology letter instead of just saying sorry."

sirius flushed at that, turning away from lily bashfully as he muttered under his breath about how she was no fun.

•••

dinner came after classes as usual. dumbledore gave the podium once more to dorcas for her to express just how grateful she was that so many people participated in the project, welcoming feedbacks with open arms.

dorcas thanked james, lily, and sirius, respectfully giving them credit where it's due. dorcas was half way off the podium when her eyes widened comically, running back towards frantically. "just one more thing."

"if someone has said something to you and you're sure that it's meant for you from that special someone." dorcas looked at her pointedly, making her avert her eyes. "talk to them, work it out. that's all, goodnight."

dessert wasn't even able to make its appearance when she was hunted down by the marauders.

"i need to talk to you." remus took a step forward cautiously. "please?"

the five of them trudge towards the nearest empty room, the other three boys leaving to give them privacy. "so," she drawled, "what did you want to talk about?"

"why did you ask me if you were my girlfriend?" he asked directly, not seeing the point of beating around the bush.

"isn't it self explanatory?"

"no, it's not actually," said remus, annoyance etching into his tone, "would you care to explain why you said so?"

"i said it so because, i wasn't sure if i was."

"you weren't sure if you were my girlfriend?" remus scoffed, narrowing his eyes incredulously, "then what were you?"

"i dunno," she said lowly, feeling stupid that this conversation was even happening in the first place, "it's what i'm trying to find out."

"okay wait." remus took in a deep breath, his hand in a pausing motion. "so for the last three months, i thought that you were my girlfriend while you thought i was just some friend who goes around kissing people?"

"that's not—"

"it's not? because, it seems to me like you thought so."

"well it's not my fault you never made it clear!"

"and it's not my fault you never asked," he argued, "because, if you did —for even just once, we wouldn't be fighting right now."

she stared at him in silence, feeling speechless. "i'm so confuse."

"you're confuse?" he asked, almost taunting, "i'm fucking confuse. i've been thinking that you were my girlfriend since i kissed you in that goddamn ferris wheel."

"you thought we've been dating for three months?"

"yes," he said with a nod, "since we went on that ferris wheel and i kissed you. you didn't pull away, you kissed me back so i thought the feelings were mutual but apparently not."

"so that night," she murmured slowly, "your birthday." she clarified. "you kissed me because you were my 'boyfriend' and not because you were drunk."

"i kissed you because, you truly were the most beautiful person in that room," remus sighed, "why would you even think otherwise?"

"i don't know—" she paused, feeling pathetic, "it's just something sirius said after we kissed, it got me thinking—"

"of course, it's fucking sirius," remus cut in, laughing dryly, "the lad makes one relationship mistake and thinks he's qualified to go off and give advice. look where that got us now."

they could hear a scowl from outside the room before a smack landed, a loud ow! and a shut up you twat, you messed this up once already following in its wake.

"nowhere bad," she said, defending sirius slightly, "he actually told me to talk to you but i didn't so it's technically my fault."

"it's not your fault, [name]." remus frowned. "this could never be your fault. i kissed you not once but twice and never bothered to talk to you about it. it was stupid of me to think it was mutual."

"but it was, remus," she told him, "the kiss. everything. it was all mutual. i just— i didn't know that i was your girlfriend."

"then i must be one shitty boyfriend," he snickered, chewing on his bottom lip.

"will you just shut up and kiss me?" she took a step towards him. "as my boyfriend this time."

remus met her in the middle, smiling shyly. "how could i ever say no to you."

—from bee: this is incredibly inspired by the unsent project,, check it out it’s pretty cool!!

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hjparisian · 9 months

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ready baby- harry j potter x reader

p: harry j potter x fem! reader w: just fluff, not fully proofread summary: after the wizarding war, (y/n) and harry spend time healing from the past. harry is ready to move forward and start a family, but is (y/n) ready? a/n: a request from one of my lovely followers! kinda short but i hope its good

The end of the Second Wizarding War came as a relief to everyone, but it brought many deaths to love ones. From Fred, Lavender, Remus, Tonks and many more, both Harry and (Y/N) had to face a lot of coping and healing. Because of this, they couldn't really progress on what they desired in the future.

Since Harry was deemed as the godfather to Remus and Tonks' baby, Teddy Lupin, he and (Y/N) would often visit Andromeda to help raise him. (Y/N) had absolutely adored the little Metamorphmagus and was often the one coddling the boy. She'd always have Teddy wrapped snuggly in her arms. This sight was always a dream to Harry.

You see, Harry has always thought about having children, especially with (Y/N). He's always known that she was the one for him. He had proposed to her prior to the Battle of Hogwarts, promising that even if he had to die, he will always be hers. Thankfully, he had survived and defeated Voldemort, having their wedding a little bit after to bring cheer to a dark era.

Even though he really wanted children, he never expressed the thought towards (Y/N). He didn't want to bring this up when they were both healing from the war and didn't to put pressure on (Y/N) if she didn't want children. At least they had Teddy to help raise.

The two Potters returned home after celebrating little Teddy's fifth birthday with Andromeda and the Weasleys. The two had always spoiled Teddy a little too much when it came to birthdays and Christmas, giving him a pile full of gifts ranging from different toys to pictures of the boy's late parents.

After the two had changed into more comfortable clothes, (Y/N) had went to make tea for the two of them. Harry sat at the table, staring at his lovely wife.

"Teddy is growing up pretty fast, don't you think?" (Y/N) says to Harry as she brought him his tea.

"He is. Soon he'll be taller than you," Harry said, a faint "hey!" coming from (Y/N).

"Maybe he'll be taller than you."

Harry laughed. "Yeah right."

A comfort silence laid in the room before (Y/N) began speaking.

"Hey Harry?"

"Yes, love?"

"I've been thinking," (Y/N) started. "After spending so much time helping Andromeda with Teddy, I think I'm ready."

Harry was slightly confused. "Ready? For what?"

A shaky (Y/N) took a deep breath. "I think I'm ready to start a family with you."

"Really?" Harry asked.

"Yes. Caring for Teddy made me think of what it'd be like to raise a child of our own. And you know, maybe give Teddy a young sibling," she said.

To say Harry was happy was an understatement. The man had stood up and wrapped his arms around his wife, picking her up and spinning around in joy.

"I can't believe it," Harry said as he sets her back on the ground. "Are you sure you want to do this? With me?"

"Yes Harry, there's no one else I'd rather have a child with than you." (Y/N) told him. "Besides, I think it's time we move forward in our lives. I know we will never truly get over the war, but we can focus on our future, bring more little wizards around."

"We should have three little Harrys," he said jokingly.

(Y/N) laughed. "If they're anything like your sassy self, you're handling that catastrophe."

"I'm not sassy!"

"Joking! Maybe."

Harry cupped (Y/N)'s cheek before leaning forward to kiss her, (Y/N) meeting his lips at the middle.

"I love you, darling," Harry said to (Y/N).

"I love you too, Harry."

"So," Harry began. "When can we start this family?"

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moonyswife · 4 months

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Coffee Talk

Remus Lupin x reader

Warnings: Pure fluff, a bit of kissing and probs a bit of bad grammar.

06.26 AM

Dark clouds painted the sky, winter snow littered the ground outside, the freezing air was kept outside by the strong facade of the Potter Mansion. WInter break was coming to an end soon, as would her invitation to the Potter's, and as much as she missed the castle, the end of the mini vacation to James's with all their friend group for break was something she didn't want to end soon, or ever truthfully.

Y/m laid restless on her makeshift made on the guest room that was the designated "girl room", even though she shared a dorm with these lovely girls, they where incredibly more annoying during any kind of break, Marlene's snores where getting louder by the second, Mary kept talking in her sleep, Lily was way to clingy (they had to share a bed, because Lily agreed to come [begrudgingly] at the last minute).

With no room to breathe and uncomfortable, y/n got up, grabbed a blanket and with no care of being quiet left the room, these girls deserved to be disrupted, they deserved to be bothered, but alas, they where still fast sleep.

It was way to early too be up he sky was still awfully dark, she should be sleeping under a huge comfoter with her teddy and fuzzy socks, sadly she found herself laying on the couch with only a blanket to protect her from the freezing cold of the Potter's living room.

06:57 AM

A crack on the floor woke y/n up, she hadn't even realized she fell sleep, startled she sat up and cursed herself for not bringing her wand along, adjusting her eyes to find out whose face it was in the dark, it spoke.

“Shit! Merlin, you scared me” Remus Lupin himself was the face she couldn’t see, what a shame she thought, he has a gorgeous face.

“I know I’m not the best looking sleeper, but I don’t think I can get scary” her lame joke earned a small laugh from him. Worth it.

“You know I didn’t mean it like that” his voice was raspy, she figured it was from sleeping. “What are you doing here anyways? Why are we sleeping on the couch?”

“Could ask the same thing” She replied, “The girls are giving me hell, I have no idea how I can keep up with ‘em all year, what about you?”

He gave her a smile, the one that makes his dimples noticeable and the scar on his nose widen, the one that makes girls like her swoon at the sight of it, the one that he usually keeps hidden, the one that he secretly reserves for her.

“Same thing, the boys are incredibly annoying, god knows I’ve put up with them for five whole years, I need a break, plus, James’s room is way too cluttered for four guys to be able to sleep in.”

She hummed in response, “sit down, don’t just stand there by the doorway, it’s creepy”

Remus blushed he didn’t even realized that he was standing there so tense, he suddenly felt utterly aware of himself, of his tight pijama pants that were way too short on him, of his old shirt with holes in it that he was way to attached to to throw out, of his tussled hair, of the exposed skin littered with scars, he was in pajamas in front of her. Sure she was too, but she looked great, like always.

"Mmm, you scared the sleepiness out of me... What about an early breakfast?"

Honestly she was still pretty tired, but it has been a while since they could share a moment alone, ever simce they've left hogwarts the whole group has been glued together, it has been hard to have one on one conversations, not that she needed to, but there was something brewing inside of her anytime she talked with Remus alone, they both felt it, she was sure, but neither made the move.

"Sure, I really need a coffee" She said making her way into the kitchen.

"I'm more of a tea kind of guy, but I'll join you with a cup." He tried to make it sound non chalantly, but he really despised coffee, he only drank it when she was around, ever since that time in third year he obliged to grab a cup with her because he lied and told her he loved it to impress her.

Comfortable silence fell upon them as they made coffee, shuffling around the kitchen trying to be quiet, smal huffs and giggles filled the now warm kitchen, y/n couldn't help but smile anytime she looks at him, he was the most beautiful man on earth.

"Wat'cha looking at" He said grinning like a devil.

"You"

"Me? What's so interesting about me?"

"Stop messing with me, Remus, you know." Hopefully her cheeks would not be as red as they felt.

"Know what?." he was getting cheeky, she diverted her eyes from his face, suddenly the cup of coffee was the most intersting thng in the world.

"C'mon, look at me," He said as he tilted her chin upwards to look at him. Merlin he was tall. "Don't get shy on me all of a sudden, What's wrong?"

"Why don't you have a girlfriend?" it was a stupid question, she hoped that the answer was what she wanted, still, weird thing to ask.

He laughed "What? Why? Why do you care?"

"I asked first, like, really, how come the cutest guy in all of hogwarts is still single?"

because all I've ever wanted was you, he wanted to yell.

"I don't know, I don't really care for it" he lied, "Why don't you have a boyfriend, I've heard about guys interested in you" he tried to play his bitterness for friendly banter, he wasn't sure it worked.

She hummed "Well none of them are my type, y'know"

She looked at him in a way that would've made Remus's knees buckle it he wasn't standing against the kitchen island.

"Well whats your type?" Sudden braveness.

"Well, there's this guy and he's exactly my type" she said in a such a dreamy way that made Remus want to die, jealousy filled his chest.

"yeah, he's so dreamy, and cute and pretty" she liked the way that made him mad, he's the smartest person she knows, but he's stil just a boy, a very dense one at that. "he loves to wears old wooly sweaters, he loves fantasy and children books but pretends to only read philosophy to seem more nuanced" she looked into his eyes and held his hands, he squeezed them. "He loves tea, but he pretends to like coffee to impress the girl he likes" she laughed as her hands moved from his hands to his chest and finally to his neck.

He put his shaky hand on her hips, "Kiss me"he pleaded. She happily obliged.

Her heart skipped a thousand beats and she was sure she passed out for a second. It was perfection, the way his hand squeezed her waist as he deepens the kiss, how he hummed in her mouth when she tugged at his sandy curls, hours could've gone by, they wouldn't have cared.

Sadly they had to breathe so she broke the kiss, nose to nose and holding each other, they locked eyes as they fall into a fit of laughter.

"Okay.... so... we're on the same page, I think" she said as the laughter broke down.

"Yeah, I think we are" he grabbed her hand. Y/n yawned "Oh Merlin, what time is it?"

The clock signals:

07:38 AM

"Still pretty early to be up" he says, the coffee long forgotten.

"Mmm, want to cuddle and make out in the couch 'til the others wake up" she said hugging his side.

"I'd like that very much" he said pulling her out of the kitchen and into the living room couch.

10:05 AM

"OH MERLIN MY EYES!!!" A familiar voice woke them up. "JAMES! MOONY AND Y/N HAVE DEFILED YOUR COUCH!"

"Don't be stupid, Sirius, you woke them up" Lily's nagging followed.

Y/n had made no attemp to get up, to hell with them, she was comfortable, her arms around Remus's neck and his around her waist, theur legs tangled with each other's, slowly morphing into one.

"My Lilyflower's right, pads" James said. "Let them sleep, god knows it's been long enough with the yearning and the crushes and the longing glances. And they're way too much of cowards to do anything in some else's place, our Moony is a proper glenteman."

Remus flushed,but tried to keep quiet, he didn't care their mates were mocking them, all he cared about was his girl and his girl was cuddled up against him.

With a last kiss (momentarily), they dozed off again.

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