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You Can Let It Go || Sirius Black

Summary: Request - So I kinda have a personal request. It’s loosely based off Matilda by harry styles. Basically the reader didn’t have a BAD childhood, just not normal. Like for example (of course she thinks its all normal as that is what they grew up with) ... Read Rest Here

A/N: Thank you so much for the request @loving-and-dreaming! I really hope you like it. This was tough to write initially but super fluffy and loving at the end. A good old hurt/comfort!

Pairing: Sirius Black x Reader

Word Count: 4.5k +

TW: Talks of abuse, abusive parents, crying

“What about you?” Lily’s soft voice broke you out of the dream world you’d been in for the last few moments. They were talking about their childhood’s and all the fun things they did. Lily and her family always went down to the French seashore every summer for holiday. Remus and his brother would always go to camps around London while their parents worked away. James got to go to America almost every year to hang out with his uncle who was working at MACUSA. Even Sirius got to travel the world on his fathers dime. You didn’t really have anything. Your parents didn’t do things like that for you and your older sister.

“Hmm?” You hummed, not exactly sure what the group was talking about anymore as you thought about your past. As you looked up you locked eyes with the boy you’d had a crush on for years, Sirius, who was watching you with curiosity dancing in his iris’s. All eyes were on you.

She smiled, “What was your favorite snack from childhood? I think we’re the only two here who grew up with muggle parents.” Playfully, she bumped your shoulder with hers, “Can you believe they’ve never had a proper biscuit from Tesco before?” She smirked looking at all the confused faces around her.

You nodded your head lightly, “I never really got any of those growing up. Dad always said they were for special occasions only.” Speaking nonchalantly, you found Lily giving you a somewhat confused look. Her eyebrows stitched together as she tried to gauge the comment for what it was, were you being serious?

“Biscuits?” She was a little perplexed. She’d always had them on hand. All her friends always seemed too also. It was fairly common to have them always stocked up in a British household. You never knew when you’d want a biscuit with your tea.

Humming and nodding your head you didn’t see the guys watching the interaction unfold with curiosity in their own faces. You’d made some off putting comments about your childhood to your friends in the past. Comments you never really thought twice about. Sirius started picking up on your not so normal childhood after fifth year when you came back to school looking a little paler, a little skinner and much more exhausted than he was used to seeing from you. He tried to pry, to figure out if you were okay but you just shrugged him off time and time again. You were okay. It was just home. You didn’t get to eat at home like you did at Hogwarts, but you never thought anything of it. Hogwarts was the exception. What family could put out feasts on a daily basis like the kitchens did here?

“Mum never really bought us snacks. When she did dad always locked them away, anyway.” You laughed softly not realizing how weird that statement was. You thought it was normal to have almost all of your cabinets under lock and key. It’s not like your parents ever let you spend the night outside of the house to actually see how other Brit’s lived. No, sleepovers weren’t allowed. Mum always told you it was for your safety but you were starting to think she was lying a bit to you.

“Locked them away?” James’ normally happy face quickly turned down into a frown as he processed what you actually said. See, Sirius had come to him last year more than concerned over how you came back to school. James then started picking up on the weird things you said. How you never went on holiday, how your first time out of London was to go to Hogwarts, how you never had a damn sweet even when you got good grades.

An uncomfortable smile brushed across your expression as you ignored the looks of distress on their face as you continued, “Yeah. Dad always complained that me and my sister went through them too quick. We cost them too much money. So, we’d have to earn them.”

Lily shook her head in disbelief, “You had to earn food?”

“Only snacks!” You countered quickly after finally picking up on the tension the conversation was bringing, “We just had to do our chores for the week and then dad would let us pick out a pack of whatever we wanted.” It didn’t sound that good out loud you realized after you said it. None of this sounded quite right now that you said it out loud.

“Love,” Remus spoke up, “You know that’s not okay right?”

You shrugged, “It got us to do our chores, no?” It was a justification, and you knew it. Maybe it was a little weird to hold food privileges over your head like that. But what did you know? They were your parents after all. Who were you to question them. It wasn’t like they hit you or anything. More so just seemed perpetually irritated with both you and your muggle sister.

This time Sirius spoke up, “And if you didn’t do your chores?” He didn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable. He was trying to get you to understand how not normal your childhood seemed to be. How maybe just maybe your parents weren’t looking out for you as they should’ve been. He was more than concerned. And now that he’s finally broken free from his own Godforsaken family maybe he could help you with yours.

See, Sirius Black really liked you. Really, really liked you. But you’d never be able to figure that out as he hid his feelings for you under a tight lock and key. James, Remus, and Peter didn’t even seem to have a clue. Not that they should’ve known, he hid it well. Hid it for your sake. He’d decided long ago that your heart was better suited for somebody not as fucked up as him. He didn’t think he could give you what you deserved. He was broken and had far too much baggage for you.

Instead of trying to pursue you he went the opposite route. He decided to pursue every other girl he found remotely attractive at Hogwarts. A distraction from you. And boy was it quite the distraction.

Biting your lip, you didn’t know if you wanted to admit what did happen if you skipped your daily chores. It only happened once. You missed the car home from school once and had to walk, never dreaming of calling your mum or dad. You completely spaced on cleaning the toilet and your mum wasn’t very pleased once she got home.

Sighing you decided to just tell them. The look in Sirius’ face let you know he was not going to let it go, “It only happened once…” You trailed off feeling a little embarrassed to admit that your mum really did hold food back as a punishment. It just dawned on you how messed up that was. She literally didn’t feed you because you didn’t scrub a toilet on time… damn, that was messed up.

Sirius eyebrows rose as he waited for you to continue. When you didn’t he chose his next words carefully, “What happened love?”

An attempt to laugh it off came out, “Well, mum always said I could stand to lose a few kilo’s…” You looked away quickly from him and down to your hands in your lap. Embarrassment of what you just admitted washing over you rapidly. It’s almost as if you could feel the anxiety rising in your chest as you reminded yourself to breathe in and out.

Lily gave your arm a squeeze, “She literally didn’t feed you?” Nothing but concern was in her eyes as she bore them right into your own.

“It only happened once.” You repeated more to yourself than to them. Because the more you thought about it the more you realized just how fucked your entire childhood was.

Being so wrapped up in your own mind you didn’t hear Sirius get up from the table. A gentle hand on your back made you jump. Turning your head up to him he gave you a soft smile, “Take a walk with me?” He held his hand out for you to take. You didn’t really want to take a walk with him. You wanted to run back to your dorm and bury yourself underneath the covers for the next week in shame. Hide away from your problems.

In your hesitation he softened his expression knowing exactly why you were acting this way. He too was in utter denial at just how messed up his home situation was until James sat him down. He knew it was embarrassing and completely out of your control. He knew you didn’t want five sets of eyes watching you as you finally learned and processed just how neglectful your parents were. It was hard. Impossible even. Something he wished he could take from you.

“If you want to, love.” He continued holding his hand out to you.

Giving him a quick nod, you placed your hand in his gingerly, “Yeah, of course.” You got up from the bench with the help of Sirius. Not daring to turn back around at your friends you followed behind Sirius as he walked out of the Great Hall holding his hand tightly over yours. You missed the saddened looks from your friends as you disappeared behind the doors.

He only dropped your hand when you started to pull away from him, “Are you alright?” Sirius asked quietly making sure the students passing by couldn’t hear in on the conversation between the two of you.

You nodded your head quickly, “I’m fine. Why wouldn’t I be?” It might’ve been a little bit of a white lie, but you didn’t want him worrying about you. No, Sirius had a million other problems, and you didn’t want to add to his own stresses.

A sad look crossed his own features now. Slowing down he pulled you to sit down on the bench just inside the courtyard, “Love, you can talk to me. You know that right? I… I’ve gone through the same bloody abusive things you have. I didn’t… couldn’t admit that it was happening to me. It wasn’t until Prongs forced a hand last year and it finally clicked. I had to get out of there. I… we’re worried about you. You came back to school not looking like your usual happy self two years in a row. I… we just need to know if you’re alright.”

Your eyebrows creased together listening to him, “Abusive?” The word came out as a whisper. Were your parents abusive? They didn’t hit you. They never struck you or your sister. But abuse didn’t just come in the form of physical punishment. Were they mentally abusive to you? Could you really have gone your whole life so clueless to their antics?

He nodded with that same grim look on his face, “You told me a few days ago how your dad was always medicated and slept his life away. When he wasn’t high he was yelling at you and your sister… you have to know that’s not okay darling. That’s not a normal functioning thing a loving parent would do.”

Letting out the breath you were holding your eyes slowly found his. Of course, you knew Sirius would never judge you, but that little tinge of embarrassment was making your heart race, “Oh… wow.” Was all that came to your mind. Because wow. You thought you had a decent childhood. Really, it never seemed that awful. There were always things you wanted. And you got all the love you needed from your sister. But damn this was a lot for you to comprehend all at once.

Sirius let you sit there and think before gently giving your hand a squeeze. He just wanted you to know he was there for you. He’d always be there for you. It broke his heart that somebody could want to hurt you. You of all people. So, kind. So gracious. The patience of a saint. Smartest girl he’d ever met. And yet you were so humble about it all. You were the whole package. Everything Sirius wanted and everything he knew he couldn’t have.

“Is your sister okay?” He asked as he ran a comforting hand up and down your arm.

Your stomach twisted in knots as you thought about just how much she went through when you weren’t there. How much did she hide? She’s the one that basically forced you out of the house as soon as you got the letter from Hogwarts all those years ago. A horrifying realization set in. She forced you out to help you. To get you away from the people you thought loved you. She sacrificed her own wellbeing so you could go off and be away for ten months of the year. She was looking out for you. She was always protecting you.

“She’s at uni now.” Your voice was shaky as you spoke to him. Naturally, your older sister would do that. She’d do anything to protect you, “Has a flat with some friends. She… should be okay.”

“Good.” A quick nod came from the beautiful raven haired boy sitting next to you.

“Yeah,” Looking back down at your hands you continued, “I think I need to write her a letter.”

It felt shameful to finally understand what you’d went through as a child. Had you really been that clueless? Had your sister protected you from the worst of it? The twisting and turning inside your body only made you feel worse. Insignificant. Dumb.

“She’d probably like that.” He agreed with you. He didn’t want to push you to talk but his heart was slowly crumbling into a million pieces seeing you so despondent and confused. He wanted nothing more than to wrap you up in his arms and tell you how truly beautiful he found you. He wanted to be the one to build you up like James had done for him the previous summer. He wanted you to be free. Be the woman he knew you could be.

Humming in agreement it felt like your head was about to explode. What were you supposed to say to him? Why couldn’t you even look at him? Did your parents really hate you that much? Why didn’t you notice this at the time?

Sirius watched as he saw the turmoil flash across your expression. You were thinking hard about this, too hard. See, Sirius knew you well. Better than you might’ve known yourself. From the moment he knew he liked you he decided he’d watch after you. He knew your tells. Your anxieties. The things that kept you up at night. He’d made himself your very best friend. Little did he know he’d made you fall in love with him at the same time. Just like you, he hadn’t a clue of how you felt for him.

“Darling, you know you don’t have to go back there right?” He whispered while brushing stray hair away from your face. A shiver ripped down your spine at the gentlest touch from the most handsome boy you knew. It felt intimate the way he was both touching and looking at you.

Your eyes went wide at the comment. Could you really not go back there? They were only muggles. It’s not like they could find you if you just… disappeared. And if Sirius could get away from his powerful family in the wizarding world, why couldn’t you sneak away from them?

“Siri… they’re my parents…” A groan of frustration finally bubbled to the surface as you really thought about it. They were your parents yes, but did they love you? Did they want the best for you? Did they even want you home? Was that why it was so easy to convince them to let you go to Hogwarts? You wouldn’t be their responsibility anymore?

“I can’t just… I can’t…” Not being able to find the words you desperately wanted to say left you giving your own head a squeeze in frustration. Why was this so difficult?

He took your hands that covering your face in his own and pulled them away gently. He didn’t want you hurting yourself as your life just got rocked upside down. He knew it’d take time for you to fully come to terms with what the hell was going on.

“You can. You can let it go. You can let them go.” He answered you softy. His eyes scanned the surrounding area to make sure nobody was close before continuing, “You have us. Lily. Me. We’d do anything for you love. You know the Potter’s have a room for you already. Mia and Fleamont love you!”

You shook your head rapidly, “I can’t do that Siri! I’ll be nothing but a burden.” Hot tears welled up in the corner of your eyes. Trying to blink them back only let them fall down your face instead, “I can’t be a burden Sirius.” Your voice wobbled as you tried to calm down, take a breath. But even you knew that wasn’t going to happen.

Not having any of it he quickly wiped your tears away before taking your chin in his hands, “Please stop saying you can’t. You can. I know you can. You don’t deserve whatever they’re doing to you darling. You deserve the world and so much more.”

The look he was giving you only made more tears fall. Trying your hardest to keep them in you finally just gave up. You were going to cry like a little baby in front of him. The walls you put up were crumbling down with a simple touch and his look.

He wrapped you in his arms and pulled you into his chest. Pulling the Gryffindor robe around your head to shield you from any looks that’d be coming your way. He didn’t want anybody to see you hurt and broken. He wanted to protect you. To make you feel whole again.

He let you cry it out over the better part of five minutes not giving a damn that your tears were soaking through his clothing. He only pulled you tighter and closer after each small sob wracked your fragile body. He ran a comforting hand up and down your back as you clinked to him.

He whispered, “It’s okay love. We’ll figure it out. We always do.” Over and over again trying to reassure you but damn was it hard seeing the girl he loved so upset.

After he felt the sobs wind down and the tears dry up he knew he had to get you back to that dorm to clean you up. Help you feel refreshed and somewhat like a human once more.

Gently, he pulled you away from his chest. And if his heart wasn’t already shattered it surly was now by the look on your face. Layers of distrust and hurt clouded your eyes as you finally really processed how messed up your life outside of Hogwarts really was.

“Come on love. Let’s get you back to the common room, yeah?” He whispered into your ear trying his best not to startle you.

“Alright.” You wiped the stray tears that kept falling away.

He didn’t give you much of a choice after that and for that you were immensely grateful. He took control of the situation, something you needed more than you knew. Pulling you into his side he took his house robe off, draping it over you instead so none of the other students could see your face that had been so clearly crying. He had to protect you from the terrible gossips from Hufflepuff that wouldn’t shut up about it for weeks. The last thing you needed was for some asshole Slytherin to make a joke in class at your expense. He knew how the students here operated.

He mumbled the password to the Fat Lady making sure you were covered entirely. She too was a terrible gossip. He pulled you right into the men’s shared restrooms not giving a shit if another boy was in there, he’d shoo them out and lock the door behind them. Perks of everybody being afraid of the Marauders for their pranks. Fortunately for the both of you nobody was there.

Sirius motioned for you to sit down at the bench near the faucets. Before you knew what he was up to he came back over with a wet rag and a sad expression still adorned, “I’m going to wipe down your cheeks if that’s okay with you love?”

“Please?” It came out as more of whisper as you didn’t trust your voice not to waver at the moment. You didn’t trust that you weren’t going to break down into another fresh set of tears at the way he was so delicately caring for you. You always knew he was the sweetest boy, but you didn’t know quite how far his kindness extended. He was going above and beyond, and it wasn’t lost on you. It only made your heart beat a little bit fast as he delicately wiped down your salt stained cheeks with a lukewarm rag. He was treating you as if you were the finest dish of China that would crack under any sort of pressure.

“You deserve so much more darling.” He spoke as he continued cleaning up mess you’d made on your face.

You didn’t want to argue but you didn’t exactly feel the same way. Why did you deserve more? Why was he saying these things?

“I don’t think so Siri. I think I got dealt the cards I deserve.” You couldn’t look at him. Your eyes were turned down to look at your feet.

He wanted to curse your parents. He wanted to curse himself. He didn’t understand how somebody like you could think so lowly of themselves. How couldn’t you see how amazing you really were?

He let out a strangled sigh in frustration at himself for not building you up. He’d been too damn caught up distracting himself from you that he didn’t do the one thing he swore he would, protect you.

“Love, look at me.” He stayed squatting so your face was at his level. He put the rag down on the bench next to you, “Please?”

And who were you to deny such a gentle request from him. You bit your cheek as your eyes locked with his once more.

“I’m not lying or kidding or joking around when I say that you deserve so much more.” He cupped your face in his hands. Taking a deep breath, he knew this was the moment when all those feelings were about to spill out. He’d hidden them for his sake, but you needed to hear them now, “You are the kindest, sweetest, most patient woman I know. I want to spend time with you love. I get excited when I get to sit next to you in class. I look forward to every breakfast, lunch, and dinner because I get to sit next to you. You make my days so much brighter. It’s you, love. You helped piece me back together without even knowing it. It’s you that I want to spend the most time with. You’ve made me the best person that I could be. You.” He spoke slowly making sure that you heard every single word.

Your heart was racing beyond measure at his impassioned speech, “Siri…”

He shook his head placing a soft finger over your mouth, “You are one of the best things that’s ever happened to me. I’d be a fool not to tell you how much I adore you. How much I love you…” He paused seeing your eyes go wide. He threw it out there, the L word. But fuck it. He knew he loved you. You needed to know just how much, “I love you darling. With my whole heart. I love you and I’m in love with you. So deeply.”

More tears fell at that. So many more fell. He didn’t pressure you to say a word as he cleaned wiped them away the more they fell. He’d sit here for hours if that’s what you needed. He’d come to realize he’d do anything for you. He loved you. He was madly in love with you.

Between the tears and the cries, you managed to confess the same, “I love you too. So much Siri.”

You launched yourself into his arms knocking him over leaving the two of you on the restroom floor. Thank heavens they get cleaned more often than not. Your saddened tears turned to ones of happiness as the feeling of dread was being overtaken by that of love. His love had done this for you. He had done it for you. He really did love you.

Wrapping you in his arms he stood with ease while also holding onto you. He didn’t want you lying on the men’s restroom floor. No matter how elated he was that you’d just confessed that you loved him right on back.

Once your feet were back on solid ground he wasted no time in holding your face in his hands, “I’m going to kiss you now.”

Smiling for the first time that day all your brain could think was, “Yes, please.”

That was all he needed to hear before he met his lips with yours. He delicately wrapped a hand around the nape of your neck to support you. He smiled into the kiss feeling how needy you already seemed to be.

You ran your hands all along his chest as you deepened the kiss showing him just how badly you wanted him. Needed him at the moment. Your hands ran through his locks of hair eliciting the hottest moan you’d ever heard. Smiling yourself, you knew you’d be doing that often in the future.

He snaked his other hand around your waist pulling you flush with his own body. Opening your mouth, you let out a soft whimper of pleasure feeling him so tightly pressed against you. Without breaking the kiss, he pushed you on the wall. Not giving you a single millimeter of space between the two of your bodies.

Your head swam with nothing but raunchy thoughts of him. Oh, how your mind was on cloud nine. It was only when he needed a breath he pulled away. Still his face was only mere centimeters from yours as the two of you panted for the sweet oxygen you’d deprived yourselves of.

“That was…” You spoke after a moment of simply staring into his beautiful pupil blown brown eyes. Your eyes scanned his face spotting the light blush on his cheeks, the freckles that seemed to be more prominent under the flush. He was so beautiful. More handsome than anybody you knew or had ever seen. And he was yours. He loved you and you loved him.

“Bloody hell, love.” He smiled before wrapping you up in yet another mind shattering kiss. Surely, you could get used to this, “You are everything and more. I love you darling.” He whispered before picking you right back up in his arms. All you could do was squeal and giggle with delight letting him take you to wherever he wanted.

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jmagnabo92 · 3 months

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So I saw a post on Instagram, and it said:

‘Isn't it funny how James Potter decided to bully and harass a malnourished little boy from an abusive family just for existing, and years later, James' son became a malnourished little boy from an abusive family that bullies him just for existing’

And all the comments were agreeing and saying things like, ‘Karma’, ‘Glad I’m a James Potter hater’, ‘Don’t understand how he has even one fan’

And I was like… what??? Was so tempted to write a whole thing about it but decided the hate I’d get wasn’t worth it. What are your opinions about this?

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK??!!!

That's my initial reaction.

Don't these people know that the sins of the father shall not be visited upon the son?

It's not karma for Harry to suffer for James' mistakes. It's bullshit and I hope that no one that believes that has ever done anything wrong in their lives or their kids shall suffer. AND THERE"S NOTHING FUNNY ABOUT THIS BS.

Now, let's point out how else they're wrong.

First of all, I had to re-read the Prince's Tale - and mind you, I did skim it so I could've missed things, but there is NO WHERE that says he was 'malnourished' as a boy. Not a single description said anything was physically wrong with Snape like malnourishment. It talks about his mismatched clothes, and his parents arguing. There's a line about James having an 'air of well-cared for - ness that Snape lacked' but there's NOTHING that he states he was malnourished or even abused.

So that's utter BS. I won't argue about the abuse, but there was no evidence that he was malnourished.

As for the about "just for existing" - I think a lot of people forget that SWM canonically happens *after* James saves Snape's life from Werewolf Remus. The reason that it's easy to figure that out is there is a scene with Snape/Lily arguing about the MM thing and she literally mentions James saving him the other night.

The next scene is SWM.

Now, before get into that importance - I want to point out that in the scene about MM & the saving of Snape, Lily asks, "Why are you so obsessed with them?" and if it was a relentlessly unfair bullying situation there's two obvious answers:

A) he's been bullying me for years

B) I have to obsess so I can get one over on them.

He doesn't say either of those things - you know what he *does* say - he says "Potter fancies you"... and more about 'how great he thinks he is'.... isn't that rather suspicious?

You know what's also suspicious? If Snape's being relentlessly bullied than WHY DOESN"T HIS BEST FRIEND KNOW THE OBVIOUS? Maybe because it wasn't a situation of bully/victim - maybe it was a rivalry like Dumbledore suggested in the first book.

Now, back to the timeline:

So James saves his life and yet says "it's the fact that he exists" - which sounds terrible, right?

Of course it does, but here's the thing - Snape had literally as recently possibly two weeks previously (we don't know *exactly* when but sometime between Nov of 5th year and OWLs) had attempted to (at best) OUT Remus (at worst) KILL Remus - who is ONE of James' BFFs. Now - on top of that - we know that Snape has been obsessed with a theory for ages about Remus. We see this in the MM & Saving conversation - Lily says "I know your theory" with the air of someone that has heard his theories before. Given that he only found out *for sure* within a few days of that conversation that suggests that he has been going after Remus for a while.

So, here we have Snape's attempt to get Remus out or killed and James has every reason to hate him - he's a loyal guy. He believes in his friendships so much it cost his life and literally learned something that could put him behind bars *just to help his friend*. Whatever happened, however it happened, that doesn't matter to James.

What *does* matter is that Snape tried to detrimentally hurt his friend. So he has a reason, but in SWM, he literally *can't* say that. He would be outing Remus and he's not going to do that.

Which means he NEVER did anything *just because he exists* - he had a reason, he just couldn't say it.

Now, why does James have fans?

Because he's a good man. This is the man that did stupid shit when he was a teen, sometimes for good, sometimes for bad, but nothing he did was ever on par with the things that Snape was doing - I've got a while post on that.

After he grows up, he joins the Order - to do good for people that he doesn't have to care about, yet does. He does so much good, he becomes a target. In that, he then goes on to give his life for wife and son. And they think this man doesn't deserve fans? What Bullshit is this??

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ANYWAY, my longass point here is that: They're idiots, and I kind of wish that some people had more thought into the situation. James deserves better.

#james potter #Pro James Potter #Anti Severus Snape #Anti Snape #Meta

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fourmoony · 1 year

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𝐨𝐡, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲

𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐮𝐬 𝐥𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐧 𝐱 𝐟!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

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"I want one." I'd said, without even thinking.

Harry had just started to crawl. Lily was hovering over him rather nervously, wand at the ready to fix any bumps or bruises whilst James (who was very frazzled, but also very chuffed for his son) tried to figure out how to work the 'bloody muggle photo-thingy'.

Inside the Potter's living room, filled with laughter and joy, and so so much love for each other (and Baby Harry) it was all too easy to forget about the war. It was easy to forget the identifying questions James had made us answer on arrival, or the incantation we'd had to perform just to be able to see James and Lily's home. It was easy to forget the missions Sirius and Remus were being sent on, stretching out over weeks and days, or the missing muggles, witches and wizards, the rising death toll, the insistent nagging from The Dark Lord to change allegiances and join him.

On a lazy Sunday, where Lily would make soup and crusty rolls for lunch, and a roast for tea, where James and Sirius would spend hours transforming between their anamagi to amuse Baby Harry and Remus would read aloud whilst Peter and I played chess, it was easy to forget everything wrong with the world. It was so easy to just exist.

Remus looked up over the cover of his book and then down at his nephew, who was now sitting atop Padfoot, his father laughing maniacally whilst Lily shooed them out of the kitchen. He smiled an odd sort of smile, like he hadn't expected the words to come out of my mouth at all. Ever. Honestly, neither had I. Having children had been the last thing on my mind, in that time. But seeing the joy that Harry had brought to our friends, the life that Lily and James were building for him - it inspired me.

"Well," Remus mused, sitting his book down on the coffee table - careful to mind the cups of scattered tea everywhere - "I'll distract Lily. You could take Prongs in a duel. Easy."

His smile was wicked, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he came from the single arm chair to the sofa I was stretched across. He lifted my legs, sat them back on his lap, arm stretched along the back of the sofa behind me. I rolled my eyes at him, pouting, "You know fine well that's not what I meant, Lupin."

Remus laughed. A rare laugh, these days. My heart melted. He looked so much like the boy I'd fallen in love with all those years ago - the quiet (not at all quiet), studious, mysterious Remus Lupin. Little had I known he was the true mastermind to all 'Marauder' pranks, while remaining studious and mysterious, but also being the biggest, most sarcastic loud mouth I'd ever met. I had been in way too deep ever since.

"I know, love, I know." He patted my shin gently, lovingly.

He was thinking, behind those big, hazel eyes. I knew Remus inside and out, the moral debate was eating him alive. The self doubt, the inner fear he held of himself, of the wolf.

"I guess I never much thought of us having children. Of you wanting to have them, really, with me..." Remus looked pitiful, lost in thought, I frowned.

"Why wouldn't I want to have children with you? They'd be the prettiest, smartest, funniest babies to ever walk the Earth." I said confidently.

This earned me another laugh. Then, a shrug, "I dunno," Remus scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, "The wolf, I guess. It's not really one hundred percent that the kid wouldn't be."

I knew the possibility. But I also knew the progress that was being made in the ways of Lycanthropy. I knew how hard it had been for Remus, growing up. I knew he was cast aside, an afterthought, that people held prejudice against 'his kind', but I'd only ever loved him more for the strong man it had turned him into.

Not everyone was like this, though.

"I know the risks. I know you'll have put a lot more thought into it than me. A conversation for another time, maybe, but I'd like you to know," My hands reached for his face, guiding him to meet my eyes, "It would never be the wolf that put me off having children with you, Remus."

Remus smiled, a genuine smile and leaned forward to place his lips on mine. I settled back into the sofa, watched as Remus picked up his book, settling over my shins to read it.

"Your massive head..." I blew a whistle, "Now that might put me off."

Sirius cackled from the kitchen. Remus blew a raspberry and Harry copied him.

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dufferpuffer · 2 months

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Snapes Boggart

I don't think it will have anything to do with Lily. She is already dead, she had already rejected his friendship - the worst has already happened, and he has accepted that. He has taken these events into himself and grown from them. Voldemort's wrath? Mmm... Boggarts aren't really just something that scares you - they specifically try to make you feel your greatest fear. eg. Remus' isn't just a werewolf... but the threat of the full moon coming to make him transform, even though the moon isn't scary. Voldemort could figure out Snape is fooling him, and that would be quite spooky - but being killed isn't exactly something that worries Snape too much. Dumbledore losing faith in him is a better candidate, because Dumbledore is the only one with any care for him. If Albus kicked him to the curb, sent the Ministry after him, cancelled his role of Potions Master, told him to never come near Harry again... what exactly would he have to live for...? He may as well try and kill the dark lord himself. ((oh fuck thats an interesting fic idea - Severus on the run trying to single-handedly take down Voldemort, because he may aswell.))

I think his Boggart is his father.

His father was a muggle and he was abusive. I'm not saying Severus shakes in his boots every time he thinks of his dad, but the memories do still upset and embarrass him. He hated muggles and he loved magic. No muggle children liked him, only Lily - a witch. The muggle world gave him nothing but misery. Him being a half-blood was a shameful thing for a young Snape. His feelings about muggles cost him his friendship with Lily. His feelings about muggles lead him to become a Death Eater... lead Lily to her death. He has grown, he no longer seems to care about blood purity above aesthetic anyway... but his entire life has been irreparably changed and shaped around the fact he has Muggle blood. I think if Severus Snape walked into the classroom when Remus was teaching about Boggarts... his father would have walked right out of that cupboard and started belittling him in a thick Mid-Northerner Black Country accent, perhaps even drunken. Of course Severus is hardly going to cower in fear at his father... but I think just the thick reminder of where he came from, who he was, what decisions he has made in life because of it... it completely unsettles him. Seeing his fathers face is an instant trigger, and the humiliation of a room of students seeing it - god, he WISHES it was just Voldemort killing him...

#hp #severus snape #boggart

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saintsenara · 1 month

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Oooo thoughts on remus/james? :0

thank you very much for the ask, anon!

my preferred version of the marauders' dynamic is that james is the central figure in each of their lives [and that, without him, peter, remus, and sirius don't... automatically gel] and absolutely integral to each of their senses of self.

which means that, when it comes to shipping them, i am very much of the opinion that james potter and his three boyfriends is canon.

but i also think that there's a subtle difference in each of the marauders' platonic relationship with james, which would impact how any romantic relationship with him functioned.

and with wolfbucks i think you have - in comparison to prongsfoot, which is so rampantly codependent, and to wormbucks, which will be influenced by the resentment and jealousy of james which must lurk under peter's outward affection for him - a relationship in which a constructed, flawless version of james is worshipped by remus and the james who actually exists is never approached by his friend as a real person.

we see this in canon - that, while sirius' grief for james feels more visceral and raw than remus', sirius is also able to acknowledge the reality of james much more openly, while remus chafes against the idea that he might have had any negative characteristics at all. remus is the person who dismisses the tension between snape and james as snape's jealousy of james being talented and sexy in prisoner of azkaban; when harry confesses having seen his father being a bully in snape's worst memory, sirius who cops to their behaviour, while remus attempts to protect james from harry's anger.

i think there's something really interesting which can be done with the idea of remus' adoration of a perfect james who doesn't really exist having to careen headfirst into the reality of james as a human boyfriend, with all of the accompanying faults and flaws, that could either be really toxic or genuinely moving if an author wanted to take it in either direction.

but i think there's also something really interesting in the idea that james would want to maintain the flattering image of himself which remus had invented, and that he would, therefore, go out of his way to indulge remus' more straightforwardly negative characteristics in order to maintain his status in his lover's eyes.

[i do, in fact, think that this characteristic - in terms of wolfbucks' platonic relationship, at least - is canon. remus' shock in deathly hallows when harry is furious at the suggestion that he might just walk out on his pregnant wife and unborn child heavily implies to me that james would have just said "yep. do what you want, king" in the same situation...]

and so, while i would certainly say that wolfbucks would be much more deeply rooted in artifice in prongsfoot... i can't say the potential for total mess it contains doesn't compel me...

and it certainly compels me more than wolfstar.

#asks answered #asenora's opinions on ships #wolfbucks #remus lupin #james potter

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myriadparacosm · 5 months

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You think Sirius Black would go crazy over James having child? Do you even imagine how he will be for REMUS' CHILD? He will lose his mind.

I personally do not like the original relationship of Remus and Tonks (love you queen but your author is shit) because it felt forced to me - though it gave us one little Edward "Teddy" Remus Lupin.

Anyhow, let's trash canon out of the window because what matters is how Sirius would absolutely go mad for Remus' child - be it from Tonks or anyone else (male wizards would definitely figure out a way to get pregnant through magic but that's another story). He is already over himself for Harry and he wouldn't truly play favourite but it's /Remus/ so Teddy has a very important spot that Sirius probably wouldn't know how to deal with.

Sirius will literally sleep as Padfoot in Teddy's room to be sure nothing happens to him and Remus wouldn't not catch him right away. Teddy would always remember a dog spying on him at school or even when he plays outside.

In the case of Remus being an only father/sharing custody (because come on Remus and Sirius are soulmates and they will end up together)

Sirius would always try to get involved and he naturally becomes the favourite of Teddy - who sometimes calls him papa (because Sirius would definitely teach him french swear words to mess with Remus but Teddy will ask how to say dad in french) and it's an embarrassing surprise to everyone. Teddy will even fuse Pad with Papa because Remus often call Sirius Pad.

Though Sirius would recover pretty fast and use it at his advantage and Teddy is the perfect partner in crime: "You shouldn't speak with that tone to the papa of your child!" "Yeah! Don't speak to Padpa like that!"

Remus is, of course, smitten and desperate over all of this because he already has enough feelings to deal with without adding up his son bonding with Sirius like it was meant to be.

The school, because it's important that Teddy learns from Muggles before going to Hogwarts, is convinced that Sirius is the actual father of Teddy up until Remus showed up to pick him up. (yes Sirius responded to Mister Lupin but no one was there to see him blush and Teddy kept the secret in exchange of candies). He had to fight with Sirius who has taken the habit to drop off/pick up Teddy without /asking/ to finally do it by himself and the first time this happened - Remus thought his child got kidnapped until he called Sirius: "what do you mean he disappeared? Teddy is with me-- bollocks, not the chocolate Teddy!"

Sirius will literally adopt Teddy the moment he sees him. Harry was also smothered with his love but James isn't the love of his life (rude he says) whilst Teddy feels like the future, present and past of Remus all in one and Sirius is a very possessive person, which he is aware of, but he can't stay away.

He isn't perfect at taking care of Teddy at first because he is too much like a friend rather than a parent to Teddy but he learns fast and tries to be better. No one really asked Sirius if he ever felt like having children or even if he felt like he would be any good at it - to which he would have replied with a depecrating laugh and 'are you mad?' because Sirius is afraid at the idea of being a parent.

The question isn't so much important right now, not when he tucked Teddy in, hugging him as Remus read the traditional bed time story to them. Sirius always falls asleep there, definitely after Teddy despite what Remus says after waking him up so they can sleep properly in their bed ever since Sirius moved in indefinitely.

#hp marauders #marauders #sirius black #wolfstar #remus lupin #marauders headcanon #teddy lupin #edward remus lupin #the marauders #myriad

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nolita-fairytale · 1 year

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living on a remote island with sirius & raising baby harry together (remote island au)

au headcanon where you and young!sirius black flee the country to live on a remote island and raise baby harry instead of going to azkaban

pairing: sirius black x fem!ravenclaw reader

warnings: none.

a/n: ok so hear me out: i thought that this is the last part. but then. i had some ideas of how this remote island au would fit into the storyline of hp so i may write two epilogues (one where it lines up with the hp storyline and one fluff happy ending).

thank you again to all who have read, liked, reblogged, and commented. there's an instagram account called @aendthesea and this is what i feel reader, sirius, and harry's lives are like on the island. check it out if you're a visual person like me.

part one | part two | part three |

there's a letter in the kitchen of the cottage from your father that explains that it's not safe for you to meet up with your parents yet. you must wait a full two weeks to make sure that you haven't been followed and you're sure that you destroyed the armoire correctly.

when sirius finally comes to a few days later, he's expecting to wake up in azkaban. boy, is he surprised to find himself overlooking the mediterranean as he makes his way out onto the back porch.

"what did you do?" "sirius, i couldn't let you go to azkaban for a crime you didn't commit. remus helped me. he wasn't the traitor, sirius he-." "i know. it was peter. the traitor. that bloody rat."

your conversation is interrupted by the sound of a baby crying. as you emerge from the house with baby harry in your arms, sirius falls to his knees in grief, the events of what happened coming back to him. he knows that it means james and lily are dead.

there's so much grief but sirius grieves more openly than you. he grieves for his best friends. for baby harry. for the life he was almost condemned to.

waking up in the middle of the night to sirius having nightmares.

sirius has major survivor's guilt.

about a month after you settle in, you receive a letter from dumbledore. remus has gone to him for help. he will keep your secret and help cover it up, as long as you agree to let harry come back for school. you both oblige willingly and figure, it's a problem for future-you-and-sirius.

moving from the safe house to a home inside of your parents' villa. while not pleased that they've practically become grandparents overnight, it takes one look at harry for them to fall absolutely in love. and they make great babysitters.

adjusting to life on the island takes time but sirius is beginning to warm up to being only a short walk from the beach.

roaming the island sirius in his animagus form (he is a wanted fugitive afterall) and becoming known around town as the girl with the black dog.

giving in and finally marrying sirius because, you know, for the diplomatic immunity, of course.

having a competition of who can learn the native language fastest, then competing with each other who can learn the rest of the languages that line the coast of the mediterranean.

once it's safe for you and sirius to venture into more mainland territories, sirius begins exploring in his human form. sirius continues increasing his new language skills by reading sleep training books in the native language, after baby harry regresses and refuses to sleep through the night.

sleepless nights because you two have a freaking baby.

sirius really brings a whole new meaning to 'speaking in tongues.' think: sirius speaking french in bed and then all of a sudden he switches to greek, italian, or turkish. he's got a real knack for it too.

baby harry is bilingual, that is, until sirius begins teaching him french. can you imagine a harry potter raised in the mediterranean?

enjoying a slow life filled with simple pleasures: walking to the beach, eating slices of melons & fruits under the warm sun, and sunday sauces that simmered on the stovetop all day long to pure perfection.

keeping an herb garden, pulling lemons straight off of the trees and making lemonade for the three of you.

family beach trips with lots of sunscreen involved. baby harry absolutely loves the water and as he grows older, you practically have to pry him out of the ocean to get him to come to dinner.

while you take up photography as a hobby, sirius finds an old piano that someone's just left on the street and takes it in. he takes up his old hobby, playing the piano and humming along. singing and playing lullabies to harry omfg.

having a long conversation when harry first calls sirius 'dada,' and deciding how you'll tell him about his parents. debating whether or not you let him call the two of you mum and dad and questioning what lily and james would've wanted. you decide to let him choose when he gets older, what he'd like to call the two of you.

sirius has a phase where he wants nothing more than to give harry a sibling to play with, but you know it'll be too complicated with him being a wanted man. he's fallen head over heels for harry and for being a father, but you feel it would be irresponsible to bring your own child into it.

"gods, you're so beautiful. c'mon, just think about it. harry and a little brother... or little sister." "sirius, i-, we're barely twenty two! i love being harry's godmum more than anything and i just-, i don't know." "bet you'd look so good carrying our baby too, love." "sirius... damnit. we can practice if that's what you're getting at." "always, my darling. always."

also, does anyone think about how the marauders would've only been 30-32 when harry began hogwarts, yet they were played by grown ass adults in the movies? just me? ok, cool.

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#sirius x reader #sirius black x reader headcanon #sirius black headcanon #sirius black x reader #the marauders #marauders era #padfoot #sirius black fluff #sirius black x fem!reader #sirius black imagine #harry potter au #harry potter headcanon #harry potter

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robynlilyblack · 2 years

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Welcome to the family

Draco Malfoy x fem! potter! reader

Harry Potter x fem! twin! Reader

[Requested – see request here]

Summary: Y/n and Draco have been dating in secret for a while but how will her family react when they find out?

Warnings: swearing, kissing, allusions to sex, mentions of food, sex, drinking and eating, lil more angsty in some places than I meant for, argument, shouting, drunk Lily and Remus at the end

A/n: 5.8k words, couldn’t help but add some Draco fluff in there, no voldy au, Wolfstar has an adopted daughter whose older than the reader but her name isn’t mentioned, oh and I wrote more than I intended because as per usual I got carried away, there may be a few mistakes in this one and I am so sorry, I am happy with how this turned out as I was a little nervous with the story line I went for x enjoy!

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You fiddled with your jumper, pulling it down gently to make sure Draco’s shirt wasn’t visable in any way. Once you were happy you picked up your bag checking you had everything, your wand, your dads cloak and in particular the marauders map which you stole from Harry’s dorm earlier

As you were about to zip up your bag when the door to your dorm opened abruptly, hitting the wall as it did, revealing your brother being backed into the room by Ginny whist making out “Evening” you say amused, scaring them half to death

They jump apart, relaxing as they see you although Harry looks a little embarrassed “Hi y/n” Ginny smiles “I thought you’d be away by now sorry” she lets out a giggle

“Hey Gin, no worries I’m just leaving now” you say with a smile beginning to walk by them “I’m not ready to be an aunt yet so be safe” you nudge Harry who lets out some kind of noise looking mortified “Have fun” you sing as you close the door behind you, oh merlin did you love to tease your twin

Making your way down the stairs you wave at Neville as he sits in the corner with Seamus and Dean before heading to the door, but as you are about to exit you hear your brothers voice “Y/n!”

You spin around spotting him jogging up to you “Hey…wow you work fast” you jest wiggling your eyebrows

“Ha ha very funny” he deadpans but you can see the blush creeping on his face “I was wondering if you’ve seen the map or Ron and Hermione” he inquires

Fuck, you think, of course now he notices, it’s only been going missing for near 5 years “Nope” you lie before tilting your head “What does Ron and Mione got to do with it?” you question

“Me and Gin think they’ve started hooking up” he explains

“Finally” you say with a chuckle, relaxing a little knowing he’s not quite figured it out yet

He nods “I know long time coming believe me. Anyway, if you do see them let me know because I think they’re the ones nicking the map every week…I’m not mad just curious” he says genuinely “and...I may also have a bet on it with Gin” you giggle at that

“Sure thing and same, I’ve got one on it with Georgie…” and Dray “Nice chatnbut I’ve really gotta get going” you give him a smile before starting backing out of the common room

“Where you off to by the way?” your brother inquires

Merlin can’t a gal sneak off to see her boyfriend in peace anymore? “Just have some astronomy work I need to do because I fucked it last time…oh I borrowed the cloak so I can sneak easier on the way back” you quickly clarify “Hope that’s alright”

He seems to buy it “Yeah course sis” he gives you a small side hug “You want me to pack up some stuff for you if you’re going to be late?” he offers knowing you all have to get up early for the train back home tomorrow

You’re eyes light up but you also feel a twinge of guilt in your stomach “Yeah that would be great thanks” you reach out giving his arm a little squeeze before heading off

Sneaking into the Slytherin common room was almost second nature to you now, with Draco slipping you the password and your dads cloak it was a piece of cake. You pushed the door gently open to Draco’s dorm, you hated his father but the private room he got for his son undeniably helped with keeping your relationship a secret.

You and he had been dating since 5th year but had been friends long before that, unlike your brother your introduction to Draco was a lot nicer, even if it only happened to be around 5 minutes apart. You had walked right into him on the train, then asked if you had seen a boy matching your brothers’ description to which told you to away from him because he was a wanker and you replied teasingly ‘That’s kinda hard but I know what you mean, we did share a womb’

After that you didn’t really speak until you were paired together the following year, finding that you both rather enjoyed the others company and hence began sneaking around. As the years went by you slowly develop crushes on one another, the yule ball being the point you both realised it, seeing him with Pansy and you with George killed the two of you, of course neither worked out, both of you realising your dates were actually your best friends not potential lovers. After that night your hugs were just that little bit longer, touches lingering, talks deeper and the tension between the two of you only kept growing, so much it took less than a week into your 5th year before he finally kissed you

You dropped your bag lightly, smiling as you saw Draco’s sleeping figure. Pulling your jumper over your head you draped it over the chair by his desk, quickly slipping off your shoes along with your jeans before you climbed into bed next to him. You smiled as you cuddled into him, hand slithering around his torso and your head nuzzling into the side of his chest

He hummed in his sleep, stirring as you gently left a couple of kisses on his jaw “Evening love” you feel his voice vibrate from his chest, arms coming to wrap around you as he pressed his lips against the top of your head

“Hi Dray” you smile into his chest “You don’t mind the surprise visit, do you?” you check, tugging on your bottom lip

His lips turn up “Never when it comes to you my love” he finally opens his eyes looking down at you with the softest smile he reserved for those he loved most

You lean up kissing his lips tenderly “I’m going to miss you” you pout burying your head into the crook of his neck

“Me too” he replies with a sad smile “It’s only two weeks this time” he strokes your hair, heart aching at the thought of not being able to hold, let alone speak to you for so long

You nod gently into him before placing a kiss “Can I stay here the night?” you mumble into his skin

He nods “Of course baby” he squeezes you gently “Want me to dig out the alarm clock?” you pull back nodding but your face is sad “Love” he cups your face

“What are we going to do when we graduate?” you ask quietly, maybe it was the impending distance that brought this on but it was something you needed to think about

He shakes his head “I don’t know” his thumb strokes your cheek before tracing over your lips lightly “But we’ll figure that out together” he assures you before thinking for a second “I’ll have full access to my Gringotts account on my birthday so even if I’m disowned…” he says the last word quieter “…we’d still have money”

You mouth parts in a happy shock before you smirk a little “You realise I too am rich…not Malfoy rich but enough that I could take care of you” you assure him, bopping his nose

He chuckles “How about I buy us a place to live and you decorate it, you’ve always had the better sense of style” he kisses your forehead

You nod “Fine but it needs to be a cute cottage and pets count as décor, right?” you tilt your head a playful look painting your face

“Anything you want” he says truly, smiling at you in complete admiration “But right now we sleep” he places a lingering kiss to your lips

As he breaks away you pull him in again “I’m not very sleepy” you mumble into his lips

“I see how it is” he replies lifting your hips on top of him “Just here for one last shag eh?” he shakes his head pouting teasingly

“I can leave if you-” he doesn’t even let you finish before he’s sitting up and pulling you in for another kiss

The next morning was a blur, hurrying back from Draco’s dorm at 5am to try and grab some extra sleep and pack before you had to rush to the station. You used to sit with Harry, Ron and Hermione but after making friends with Neville and Luna you now sat with them, you loved it but as a twin you missed your brother dearly even on a short journey like this.

After saying your farewells to Luna and Neville, you find Harry, seeing him wave at Ron, Hermione and Ginny as they headed off “See you soon” you shout towards them as you approach your brother, earning a ‘byes’ and ‘miss yous’ from them before you turned to give him a hug “Hey” you smile into the embrace but something felt off “You aright?” you pull back looking at him with concern

“Yeah” he confirms but his smile is strange

As you were about to question it you felt someone bump into you “Watch it” they snap and your heart skips as you recognise the voice

“Me watch it? I think you need to get your eyes checked Malfoy” you clap back with a challenging smirk

“Of course out of everyone its the Potters that are blind as bats” he teases with his own smirk, eyes trailing up and down you in particular, you look cute in that lovely, he places the thought into your head, it was times like this you actually loved Snape for teaching him how to do that

“Fuck off Malfoy” Harry says harshly, grabbing your arm and your bags before pulling you away quickly

Did he wake up on the wrong side of the bed? Draco looks at you surprised, sure he and Harry were enemies but your brother was never one to get angry for nothing.

You just shrug discreetly mouthing ‘love you’ seeing him return it before Harry dragged you out of his sight “Harry!” you hit his hand as you get out of the station “What’s wrong?” you weren’t mad at him just worried about him, did something happen on the train you didn’t know about?

He looks around “What’s wrong?” he repeats back to you before pulling out the map “What’s wrong is you lied to me” he looks at you betrayed, hand clutching the paper in what you can’t tell is either anger or disappointment, perhaps a mix of the two?

Your mouth parts, oh Godric he knows, you panic, breathing picking up “Harry…” you start but the confrontation is cut off by your parents

“Harry! Y/n!” your father calls out

You turn your head at them still processing while Harry quickly stuffs the map back into his bag “This isn’t over” he whispers to you quickly before turning to your parents “Hi!”

“Hey” you say with a fake smile, you were happy to see your parents but the thought that Harry knew made you feel sick

Harry didn’t know you had been stealing the map at first, he just assumed you had been borrowing it to pull pranks or for sneaking off to the kitchens after curfew. However, since you’d returned for 5th year he noticed it going missing more often and now he was dating Ginny this year he finally observed how you also didn’t return to your dorm some nights, the map always coincidentally gone every time. He thought maybe it was like him with Ginny, trying to keep a new relationship quiet until you figured it out but even then, he had told about his feeling for Ginny because he needed advice pursuing them, so it hurt that you didn’t do the same

He did try to figure out who the person was, he ruled out someone in Gryffindor pretty quickly, for a while he thought maybe it was Luna and you were nervous because it was a girl, but then he came across her hanging out with Ginny on one of the nights you were gone and that theory was thrown out the window. Eventually he decided to nick the map back, swiping it from your bag last night before you left, watching as you headed down to the dungeons. He then began to understand why you were so secretive and didn’t tell him, you were dating a Slytherin, but the bit that made his blood boil was the ones whose dorm you entered

The thought of the boy who was his literal nemesis and his sister together made sick to his stomach, he felt so betrayed and wanted in that moment to march down there, confront you both but more importantly beat the blonde to a pulp. He eventually calms himself, okay he realised you had the cloak and there was no logical way he could get in there but still baby steps. As Ginny fell asleep in his arms he lay staring at the ceiling, unable to sleep at the thought you, his sister, his twin spending the night with him, his enemy, his bully.

He always knew you were softer with Slytherins, a trait you got from Lily as you often gave the twins a piece of your mind when the targeted those just because they were Slytherin, and you defended some of them. But Draco? The boy that called Hermione a mudblood the first time they met, insulted Ron for his family’s situation, bullied him and many others countless times, that Draco, how could you?

He pretended to be asleep when you returned to your dorm, sneaking a glace he saw you looked tired, a little sad and had some purple marks on your neck. In that moment he didn’t know what this was, was it two enemies relieving the tension? Had Draco seduced you to get back at him? He was going to have a civil conversation but when he saw the way Draco’s eyes were on you at the station, the smirk on his face that now had new meaning and he just snapped

The following morning you and Harry hadn’t spoken, luckily your parents nor godparents had noticed probably just assuming you were tired from the train “So I was talking with Molly and thought that we could head the burrow for a breakfast on Christmas day? Maybe we could bring the presents with us?” Your mum suggests with a smile

Both you and Harry perk up at the idea “Can I invite Hermione?” Harry asks as she chops down on a bit of pancake

“She’s already coming, I believe Ron bet you to it” your father wiggles his eyebrows knowingly

“Will you be coming Uncle pads, Uncle moony?” you ask with a small smile whilst trying your best to avoid Harrys eyes

Sirius nods “Yup considering our little pup will be there” he grins at you

“Where is she anyway? I thought the shop was closed for the holidays?” James inquires

Your uncle hums “It is but there is some work that needs to be done” he replies shrugging while Remus and Lily let out small chuckles

“Mum? Uncle?” Harry eyes them as do you although you have a feeling you know what it’s about

Lily and Remus share a look before the latter turns to his husband “You’ve really not caught on yet, have you?” he says amused while you smile knowing for sure what’s going on

Sirius’ face drops “Caught on to what?” he asks baffled

“Oh!” you let out a small giggle as the penny drops for your dad “Which one?” he makes an F with his hands before attempting to do the same a G but gets confused with how to do it

Your godfathers’ eyes widen as his mouth forms an ‘o’ watching your dad still trying to make the letter “Oh no she’s too young for that” he shakes his head wiggling his pointer finger

“She’s almost 20” Your mum interjects “Besides Fred is a nice boy” she says

Remus nods in agreement “I mean he did take her to the yule ball love…all the signs were there” he places his hand over his husbands giving it a little squeeze

“I thought that was just as friends like y/n with the other one” Sirius sits back in his chair like he’s just heard she’s gotten married or something “Still…she too young and Fred is too similar to me” he huffs before eyeing you “You better not get any ideas” he points at you

Harry scoffs “Too late” he says but then his mouth drops, a flash of regret across his face before he looks at you apologetically, sure he was mad but that was nothing compared to if your parents and godparents found out

“Y/n, what is he talking about?” your father looks at you, the look he’d never given you before, usually his stare down was fake because as soon as your mother left he’d be wanting every detail of the prank or mischief you just pulled but right now it was real and it scared you

“Umm…” you flounder trying to speak eyes becoming glassy, your brother while interested in knowing all the details, okay definitely not all the details, felt awful seeing the sister, the sister that was never phased by anything looking so fearful

“Sweetie?” your mother gently prods

Your mouth must have opened countless times before something came out “I was going to tell you after graduation” you saw lowly, Harrys eyebrows knit together, tell you?

“Who?” your dad question, tone almost judgemental

“Jamie” your mum scolds but you can tell she’s eager to know

You stab at the food on your plate “Bit of a double standard guys” you say trying to avoid the subject of who you were dating “Harrys dating Ginny and you pat his back, but when the girls start dating someone we get the third degree”

“Don’t do that” Sirius eyes you “I know that tactic, I taught you that tactic” you knew he was right and now you were screwed

You stay quiet for a second debating your options but none seem great, only idea you could think of was throwing your pancake at him and apparating the fuck out of there “He’s in my year” you admit reluctantly

“House?” your dad inquires

You freeze, eyes flicking to Harry who looks somewhere between worried and disappointed before looking at your mother, giving her pleading eyes as she is the only one at the table that could maybe understand. She seems to catch on, closing her eyes for a second before a reassuring smile emerges on her face, your uncle Remus also catches on while Sirius and James take a few seconds but when they do you grimace at your fathers’ tone

“Oh hell no” your father shakes his head “There is no way you’re allowed to date a Slytherin…I mean I don’t want you dating anyone till your 30 but a snake oh no” he says a little melodramatically

“Are you mad?” your uncle adds earning a nudge followed by an annoyed whisper you couldn’t make out from Remus

“Leave her alone she can make her own decisions” your mother defends you but a part of you knew even that would be short lived once his name was revealed “How long have you been together sweetie?”

“Since the start of 5th year but we had been friends since around out 2nd” you elaborate, seeing your brothers jaw drop in your peripherals

“Since 5th year?” Harry says in shock, his brain trying to process it “Do…do you love him?” he asks warily

You nod “Very much” your eyes start to tear up

“What Slytherin?” your father finally asks the dreaded question and when you don’t answer he and your uncle begin guessing

“Nott?” nothing

“Zabini?” nah da

“Better not be Crabbe or Goyle” that earns a look of disgust “Thank god” your uncle sighs in relief

“Malfoy” Your father says jokingly, your uncle laughing with him but it quickly stops as they see your face “MALFOY!” he says furious

“Dad…” you squeak out

“No” Sirius shakes his head “You can’t be dating my cousin’s purist spawn” he refuses to believe it

You look at your other uncle who looks a little disappointed, your eyes then go to your mum who looks more conflicted than anything else “How could you love someone like him? I thought I raised better” that hurt, your father so enraged he couldn’t register the heartbreak on your face

“You aren’t to see him again” Sirius says your father nodding next to him

“Uncle Remus?” you look at him but he has a look that tells you he does agree with your other uncle and father “Mum” you turn to her, voice cracking

“Sweetie…I don’t...umm” she looks like she’s trying to process but the lack of understanding makes you stand up

“Where are you going? You aren’t leaving until we get to the bottom of this” your father points to the table “Don’t you-” he starts but you apparate away

Your family stares in shock for a few minutes before Lily speaks up “You knew, didn’t you?” she asks looking at Harry who nods slowly

“You told us Malfoy was a prick?” Sirius exclaims “Harry how could you let that ferret wiggling his way-”

“Love” Remus places his hand on Sirius’ back rubbing circles in attempt to calm him “How long have you known?” he then turn to the boy inquiring in a gentler tone

Harry sighs “I knew she was sneaking around with someone but I didn’t know who because she was taking the map with her every time. So last night I stole it and that’s when I saw her meeting Draco…I hadn’t had time with the train and things to talk to her about it” he confesses

“Saw her where on the map?” his father asks in a tone that makes Harry think he’s going to murder someone

“The astronomy tower” he lies

“Where Harry?” his father sees right through them

He closes his eyes “His dorm room” Harry days quietly and that was it for his father and uncle both standing

“Where are you going?” Lily stands up as well

“To get some answers” James replies before walking over, looping his arm with Sirius

Sirius pulls out his wand “And to kick arse” he states before apparating himseld and James

Lily and Remus barely have any time to react to them as Harry stands up “Hon-” she starts but he cuts her off

“Sorry mum but I need to go find y/n” Harry apologises before apparating himself

“Firewhisky?” Remus turns to Lily who looks like in all her years of dealing with four marauders, 3 children of marauders and the entire Weasley clan this is what was going to kill her, not because she was angry at you but from the stress of the situation

“Yes please” she nods quickly

“I’ll get the emergency chocolate too”

Draco sighed as he lay on one of the couches in the library, staring up at the ceiling, it hadn’t even been a day and he already missed you. His thoughts were interrupted by a bang, jolting up as he hears it again almost like someone is trying to break the front door down. Distantly, he hears how he assume can only be Dobby opening the door followed by muffled shouts

Standing up he walked over to the door, heart stopping as he recognised the voice “COUSIN!” Sirius screeched

“What is the meaning of this?” Lucius exclaimed as he greeted their uninvited guests

“Sirius?” Narcissa says completely bewildered as she sees them “Potter?”

Both of them had no idea how to react, even Lucius was concerned by the fury in their eyes but hid it well “Why are you here?” he asks clearly annoyed

“Your son seduced my daughter” James accuses

Draco felt like he was going to throw up, oh Salazar did he have nightmares about this day, it was a good run, he thought placing a mental bet of which of the people in the next room was going to kill him first

“That’s ridiculous” his mother laughs at the notion “The only think we know of your daughter from Draco is how annoying your son is”

“Besides our son already learned his lesson with dating Half-breeds from the Parkinson’s daughter” Lucius states,

Draco jaw clenches at the slur “Don’t you dare call her that!” Sirius speaks up “Where is he?”

Draco didn’t know if he should run, hide or just accept his fate but luckily his mother came to his rescue “He isn’t here” Narcissa replies quickly

“Bullshit” James mutters

“What makes you think they are an item?” Lucius asks sceptically

“Harry caught them and she revealed they’ve been together for over two years” Sirius informs them

He just has to ruin everything, Draco sighs leaning his head on the door not realising it was ajar, stumbling a little as he reveals himself “Oh shit”

“Oh shit is right” James replies

It was safe to say Draco getting your fathers blessing was most like off the table as he and Sirius bolted towards him and then proceed to chase him around the house and surrounding grounds for a good ten minutes before they were all spent, hunched over catching their breath outside in the garden

“Why” James puffs staring up at him

“Why what?” Draco pants brain not quite functioning from the impromptu workout

“Y/n” Sirius runs his hands through his hair, putting it into a bun as if he’s gearing to fight the boy “Explain to us how a bully like yourself manages to worm their way into my goddaughter panties”

“Mate” James shoves him “Terribly worded...” he points at him before Draco “...but you have 1 minute to explain before I catch my breath enough to run again”

“We worked on a project in second year and we became friends, in secret because me and Harry hated each other…” Draco begins explaining only to be cut off

“Why? Jealous of my son?”

“Yeah” Draco to their surprise admits “Harry is better than be at almost everything, he rejected my friendship which in hindsight was fair enough. I was a prick especially in first year but y/n’s friendship helped me realise that all those ideals my parents fed me were crap. And no, it didn’t happen right away and I still called people slurs but she never gave up on me…she never abandoned and I fell head over heels for her” he explains

“Why keep it a secret then?” Sirius asks with a scoff “If you love her so much why hide her like dirty laundry-”

“Pads mate, try to paraphrase in a way that doesn’t make me want to hit you too” James snaps at him before once more turning back to Draco “Again the question stands”

Draco could have laughed at your father and godfather if he didn’t hear the former say ‘too’ in reference to punching “For a few very good reasons” is all he could say

“State them” your father says crossing his arms as he and Sirius waited not so patiently

“Okay…” Draco takes a breath “First, we didn’t know how us being together would work out and…we knew it would cause a tidal wave of gossip…we also didn’t want everyone butting in and watching us constantly, having all of their opinions affecting and putting strain on our relationship” James and Sirius’ face soften as they quickly realise the boy makes valid points “Second when we knew this was real and we were in love we were scared that not only my family but hers would overreact…can you blame us considering…” he gestures to them “And third, we were going to reveal everything but after we graduated, got access to out accounts so if I was disowned or she was we would have funds to rely on”

The last point makes your father think “Wait you and her were planning on what running away together?” that was when Draco saw it hit him, the regret washing over his face, a similar one on Sirius’ as well

“That was plan B” Draco mutters “Hasn’t y/n told you this?” he asks confused as what exactly occurred before he starts to worry

“No…” James shakes his head before he curses “Fuck”

“Where is she?” Draco knew he had no right to ask but he needed to know

Sirius shrugs “We don’t know she apparated away and then we were so mad we came to kick your ass” he points at him

“What? I need to find her” he pulls out his wand racking his brain to figure out where you could be as he figures it out he hears his father

“Don’t you dare” Lucius stares him down with the biggest glare he had ever seen, if looks could kill Draco would be death about 3 times over “You leave and you are disowned” he says plainly “Cut off and never welcome in this house again” he gestures to the grounds

Draco looks at his father flicking to James and Sirius a moment before he smiles “So be it” and with that he thought of you and apparated

He landed somewhere in the woods, not quite sure why until he catches sight of a treehouse. You had brought him here once when you both managed to sneak out and see each other once over summer, you told him how you and harry built it and it was still your safe space even if Harry had long since grown out of it.

As he climbed the ladders he heard sniffles, heart clenching as his head popped up and saw you curled in a little ball crying “Love?” he says softly as he stands up properly but it still startles you

You stare at him for a second before launching yourself into his arms not questioning how he is here just happy that he is “Draco” you mumble as you burying your head into his chest “I’m so sorry, I was reckless and harry found the map and now my whole family…” you ramble

“I know” he cuts you off gently

You pull back moving to sit on one of the old benches “How?” you ask as he sits down next to you

He takes your hand in his “Your Father and uncle paid me a visit” he cringes but chuckles as your eyes comedically widen

“They didn’t…merlin I’m so sorry dray” you close your eyes as you lean your head on his shoulder

He lifts your head up smiling at you “Hey it’s okay” he brushes some hair for your face “It felt kinda nice to have it all out in the open…even if I thought I was going to get Kedavra-ed for a moment” he let sout a nervous chuckle

You giggle a little “How did they react? Your parents I mean” you squeeze his hand

He let out an empty laugh “Could have been better…” he hesitates before continuing “I’m officially homeless, disowned and only wealth is the clothes on my back” you mouth parts “But…I’ve never felt this free in my whole life” he reassures you

“Dray…” you didn’t know what to say

“You don’t need to say anything” he shakes his head like he read your mind “Although maybe help me convince your parents to let me stay with you…or failing that I could live here” he jokes to which you giggle nudging your nose with his

Your moment is cut short by your brothers’ voice “You really love her, don’t you?” he asks in a much softer tone that Harry was expecting

“Yeah” Draco answers without hesitation

Your brother nods “I don’t like it…” he points “And I might actually throw up if I think about the logistics too hard” that makes small smiles appear on you and Draco’s face “Oh and you bet your arses there will be a ban on PDA around me but…” he takes a deep breath “If you’re happy then I’m happy. I might not understand, or how all this…” he motions to the two of you “…happened but you’re my sister and I love you” he finishes

You both stand up and walk over “Thanks” you say giving him a hug, staying there for a bit before pulling away

Harry kisses your forehead before looking at Draco who’s standing rather awkwardly but Harry could see the visible weight that had been lifted from him, he looked genuinely relived…however even with that in mind “I’m not hugging you”

“Wouldn’t want you too” Draco replies with a small smile

“Lily, Moony you here?” James calls out as he and Sirius return to the house

“Living room!” they hear Remus distantly shout

Walking James smiles “Hey…” he greets before seeing the scene “Oh no the emergency chocolate is out” he mumbles to himself

“HI!” Lily cheeses at them from the couch

“Is she…” Sirius whispers at his husband gesturing

“A tad tipsy” James and Sirius nod “yes…I am too but just a little bit” he motions with his thumb and forefinger

James looks around as he seats a seat next to his wife, cuddling her back as she wraps her arms around him “Where Harry?” he wonders

“Went to find y/n” Remus replies, also becoming a little touchy and as he leans into Sirius, taking his hand “How did it go?” he asks sobering up ever so slightly “You didn’t actually kill him, did you?”

James shakes his head “No but he is officially disowned and homeless” he informs

“What?!” Remus look at them in shock while Lily seems too tired to register

“It’s true” your voice makes them jump, all turning up to see you, Draco and Harry standing in the door way

“Hi” Draco greets with a cringy smile and the most awkward wave known to wizard

“You think there’s room for one more at the table mum?” you look towards her

“Course sweetie…hello Draco I’m Li…lily” she says gleefully with a little hiccup

“She’s a little drunk” Sirius informs you

“Oh…” you let out a small laugh “Dad, can Draco stay with us?” you ask hopefully

“No” your expression drops

“But he can stay with us” Sirius adds, yours and Draco’s faces lighting up “It wouldn’t be right not to help you the way I was when I got disowned, besides we have a spare room now our daughter has moved out and…” he remembers the original conversation “…apparently seeing Fred Weasley…Moons I need to make another drop-in visit…” Sirius says standing up

“Oh no you don’t…” Remus pulls him down quickly before turning to Draco “But yeah sure you can stay with us”

“Thank you” Draco gives them a grateful look

“You’re welcome but if you hurt her I’ll kill you” Your father threatens

“And I’ll make sure it’s slow” Sirius adds

“And I’ll eat you…oh yeah those rumours are true…what?” Remus turns to Sirius who nudges him before laughing nervously “I may be a little drunker than I thought…the emergency chocolate is boozy” he confesses to which you, Draco and Harry chuckle

“Welcome to the family son” Your father says but scrunches up his face as soon as the last word exited his mouth “Nope too weird…Just welcome”

#draco x reader #draco malfoy and reader #draco x you #draco and you #draco malfoy x y/n #draco malfoy x reader #Draco Malfoy #harry potter and reader #harry potter and sister #Harry Potter #potter reader #Jilly #wolfstar #soft draco #fluff and angst

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seriousbrat · 3 months

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I get why this didn't happen because of the ~mystery~ but it's weird that in the conversation in HBP where they're discussing Dumbledore's motivations for trusting Snape, and Harry says "he didn't give a damn about my mother either".... that Remus doesn't point out that Lily and Sev were once friends? I mean perhaps this implies that he wasn't very aware of their friendship but how could he not have been at least somewhat aware of it? The next line says that they were all "lost in horrified shock" which could have been why Remus didn't say anything; another explanation is that Remus assumes that Harry already knows, and in fact knows more than he does about it, namely that Snape stopped giving a shit about Lily after SWM

There's another post that points out that there's frustratingly little information on Lily because she's so central to the final plot twist. And it makes sense because Harry sees himself in his father, rather than his mother who is actually much more similar to him. He hungrily seeks out information on James but leaves the figure of his mother alone as a sort of idealised perfect being. So there's a lot of scenes where you'd think someone would mention Sev and Lily being friends but they just don't lol

#i mean arguably ppl like sirius don't care about snape enough to mention it #dumbledore also has motivation not to mention it #it could also be that it wasnt common knowledge #lily and sev would both have reasons to keep it hidden at school #but then she says that her friends all know about it #and james and sirius were definitely aware of it from the compartment

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some very scattered thoughts on slytherin harry (and also the platinum quartet in general), under a readmore for you and my convenience:

my personal slyth harry is still gonna grow up and take over as DADA professor, because imho taking him out of hogwarts, the first place he ever felt at home, the place he met, like, damn near everyone he cares about, is contradictory and at worst character murder.

pq harry still starts up the DA under pressure not just from ron and hermione but also draco this time (a draco who is already terrified over what side his father is going to come down on, and a draco who is deeply and increasingly aware of how he *will* have to fight) but i figure that the name is actually rather up for debate. only reason DA would win out is gryffindor influence. there's other contenders tho (including salazar's heralds, courtesy of draco, because they MILKED the "harry is the heir of slytherin!!!" thing for all it was fucking worth in second year. half the school is still convinced he *is* the heir of slytherin and just sorta beat a usurper's ass with his big fuckoff snake)

furthermore, DADA prof slyth harry also takes over from snape as head of slytherin house --

-- and on the note of good ol severus, this is a severitus household. even if he doesn't take the leo inter serpentes route and does not straight up adopt harry, seeing mini james potter with jumpscare lily eyes get sorted slytherin alongside an entire weasley and watching them both befriend draco Fucking malfoy (and furthermore watch said malfoy befriend a muggleborn gryffindor girl) is enough of a shock to sev's system he can approach harry a little less on the defensive from the jump. this is deeply hilarious to me, because i think that slyth harry would be much more like james than canon harry - as in, i think slytherin as a house is an environment that fosters a bit of ego, because it doesn't discourage pride in oneself. and by god do i think james had an ego for a bit there

and on the note of severitus! i also think that in this particular au, remus sirius and severus are all sorta parental figures, and remus seeing severus care so deeply for his dead best friend's kid is plenty for him to try and get along w sev. this just leads to remus n severus being, like, pretty cool w each other, and remus having an "okay boys. get along for harry's sake. and also mine please" moment w sev n sirius. (do i think the three of them should also bang? yeah obviously but that's not relevant to harry's story. i digress lmfao)

if i were to write this thing (and i don't know if i will but i would love to see it realized so i might have to at least try) i think that harry would need a bit of a rival slash annoyance in the vein of canon draco, and i think it'd have to be a little gryffindor who fully believed the "slytherin is Thee Evil House" bullshit, who'd end up foreshadowing the horcrux in the very first book by telling harry they thought voldy left a bit of himself behind and that's why harry is in slytherin. idk who that would be but i think id have to workshop it a little.

finally i also think i would have to write it a little grittier than canon. not like, too grimdark, but definitely just realistic - some grit, some goof, some sweetness, and some despair, much like the real world is

this was very scattered but i have a lot of thoughts and feelings about this au

#potions essays #platinum quartet #slytherin harry #slytherin ron #slytheron? lol

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I wasn't expecting you.

@struttingstag

March 19 Prompt: I wasn't expecting you. | 1205 words

Enjoy some pure fluff!

James was ecstatic. He had been waiting his whole life for this day to come. His wedding. His parents always told him stories about their wedding or well their whole love story really and he couldn't wait to have his own. James loved openly and loudly. His heart was always on his sleeve and he refused to have the person he fell for think that they weren't loved. No matter how stubborn they ended up being.

James was standing in his dressing room at the small church that they found. When James pictured his wedding when he was younger, it was in a big church surrounded by all of their family and friends. Oh, well. To be in love is to also compromise, according to his father. And James would do anything for the one that he loved the most. He looked in the mirror again before Lily showed up in the doorway.

"Are you ready?"

"I've been ready, Lils." James smiled easily.

Lily was one of the bridesmaids, which should mean they were focused on the other groom but his groomsmen weren't that responsible. At least not according to Lily, who, if you ask her, had spent way too much time making sure everything was ready to leave it to Sirius to fuck anything up. Sirius had been losing his collective shit for the last week leading up to the wedding.

"Yeah, yeah. I know. You've been ready since your parents told you about their wedding when you were seven," Lily mocked with a wave of her hand before she looked out the door. "Let's go. The music is going to start soon and you know that he will be pissed if you aren't there waiting for him."

"Yeah, I know."

James shrugged on his suit jacket and tugged on the lapels with one last look in the mirror before he buttoned it and followed Lily out of the door. The double doors were held open for him and his father was waiting at the end of the aisle right in front of the altar. James turned back to Lily, who gave him an easy smile and James couldn't have been happier about what he was about to do.

He stood up at the altar with his father unable to contain his smile. The music started and all attention was focused back on the double doors. James' heart was doing flips in his chest in anticipation. Remus walked down the aisle with Lily first, then Pandora by herself. Little Luna and Harry walked down next, with Luna throwing the rose petals everywhere she saw fit and Harry holding on to the rings like his life depended on it. They were the most adorable twins that James had ever seen and he loved to babysit them when Lily and Pandora wanted to have a night out.

The music changed and James held his breath as he looked back at the double doors to see the most beautiful man he had ever seen in his life. Regulus was whispering to his brother before he looked up and caught James' eye and smiled fully. James melted instantly and it was a surprise that his knees didn't give out underneath him. Regulus and Sirius made their way up the aisle and James stopped breathing altogether when Regulus was in front of him. James figured that Lily and Pandora would have put makeup on him but he didn't expect the stars that adorned the corners of Regulus' eyes.

Sirius was saying something to him but James couldn't hear him over the litany of Regulus, Regulus, Regulus going on in his head. It took a minute and somebody smacking him upside the back of his head before he came back to the present and glared at Sirius who had a shit-eating grin on his face.

"You can ogle him after you are married," Sirius laughed before adding, "preferably when I'm not in the room."

Yeah, yeah," James mumbled before Regulus turned towards his brother for a second.

"You know, Siri. I'll make it my mission to have him ogle me especially when you're in the room."

Sirius gagged and shook his head, probably to dispel the thought before he stood next to James and Regulus took his spot in front of him.

"That won't be a hard mission, love," James whispered before he pressed a chaste kiss to Regulus' cheek.

Monty cleared his throat to get everybody's attention. The church was quiet aside from Monty speaking and the low music playing in the background. James couldn't hear any of it as he watched Regulus as if his life depended on it.

"James," Regulus said quietly as he laid his hand on James' cheek, pulling him from his albeit, increasingly dirty thoughts.

"Hmm?"

"Your vows," Regulus chuckled before he glanced around at everybody waiting with bated breath for James to speak.

"Oh, oh yeah. Sorry," James laughed nervously as he ran his hand along the back of his neck.

They had written their own vows and Regulus hadn't heard them yet, actually, nobody had heard them yet and James didn't know why that was. He supposed that he wanted to keep it a surprise. James pulled out the piece of paper, simply for something to hold onto. He had them memorised. James looked at the paper for a minute and changed his mind, putting it back in his suit jacket and grabbing a hold of Regulus' hands instead. Regulus smiled sweetly.

"Regulus," James stopped and cleared the lump in his throat before he continued. "Regulus. When I was younger, I had always pictured my wedding and the love story that I wished that I would have. I used to wish that I could have a love story like my parents did but that didn't happen like I had planned when I was a mere seven years old. I had always thought I would marry a nice girl and live in a big city full of life but as soon as I met you, that dream changed. You came out of nowhere and I wasn't expecting it. I wasn't expecting you."

James smiled easily before he continued again, gripping onto Regulus' hands tighter, "You challenged everything that I thought I knew about love and relationships and I am forever grateful that you did. Yes, we had our ups and downs, but what couple doesn't? What I'm trying to say is that if I had been given the chance to go back and have the life I thought I was going to have, I would have told whoever gave me that opportunity to shove it up their ass. You are the love of my life and I couldn't imagine spending another day without you in it. I love you, Starlight and I will always love you until the day I day and in every lifetime after that. There is no getting rid of me now."

Regulus chuckled lightly and James beamed so bright that he could probably light up the entire church from it.

"I have no intention of it, mon soleil."

The rest of the wedding went off without a hitch and James couldn't be happier to call Regulus his husband now.

Also on Ao3: To Have and To Hold

#marauders fandom #dead gay wizards #regulus arcturus black #james fleamont potter #marauders fanfiction #regulus x james #sirius orion black #jegulus microfic

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buggre-alle-this-for-a-larke · 1 month

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TW: DISCUSSION OF DOMESTIC ABUSE TACTICS

Something that really puts me off wolfstar, at least in canon and anything vaguely canon compliant, is that it takes Sirius being a shit friend in 1981 (something that becomes mutual by November 1981) and sprinkles in abuse.

If Remus and Sirius were in a romantic relationship in 1981, Sirius is using some classic abuse techniques on Remus.

Namely: (image taken from the NHS website)

Isolate: Sirius goes to lengths to isolate Remus from his friends. By guaranteeing Remus isn’t told the secret (poa ch18), Remus will never see James, Lily, or Harry again because that’s how the fidelius charm works. He could have turned up at their door and still wouldn’t be able to see them. He has been very successfully cut out of their lives. According to Remus ,James wouldn’t have believed any of his friends were the spy (DH ch 5), meaning this all came from Sirius as we’re told in PoA (ch18).

Peter was also in hiding as the secret keeper, though to what extent we’re never told (“when I arrived at his hiding place, he was gone” (poa ch18)). If they’re trying to keep Peter safe from the spy and not tell Remus about the switch (which they are, poa ch18), it’s likely Remus has been cut out of his life too. Based on Sirius’ will.

Remus doesn’t have a major support network to fall back on; he refused to go to his father for help (pottermore) and his lycanthropy makes it difficult for him to have pretty much anyone (DH ch11). So if Sirius has been able to get James, Lily, and Peter out of Remus’ life by his conviction that Remus is the spy, he has successfully cut Remus off and isolated him from all of his close friends.

Money: This leads on from the previous point. Remus, at that point, didn’t work. His lycanthropy made it incredibly difficult for him to get and keep employment and so most of his time was dedicated to the Order (pottermore). As he wouldn’t return to living with his father, it was James that funded Remus’ entire life and paid his rent (leaky cauldron interview with JKR 2007).

Needless to say, cutting Remus off from James doesn’t just mean he has one less friend - it means Sirius has cut Remus off from his finances. If James and Remus are no longer in contact, and it stands to reason they’d have to be otherwise Remus would figure out that Sirius isn’t the secret keeper (which is the thing they want to avoid (poa ch18)), then Remus has no form of income. How quickly that would turn dire we don’t know, but probably not very long. Sirius’ actions are controlling Remus’ access to money.

Blame: We don’t know why Sirius thinks Remus is the spy, neither the books nor pottermore goes into any details (it’s not because Remus was with the werewolves, he doesn’t do that until 1996), only that he does. Meaning the isolation and controlling of his finances happens because of something Sirius believes of Remus - if Remus had noticed this (and if Peter hadn’t betrayed them within a week he would have) Remus would have been blamed for Sirius’ actions.

It’s also likely Sirius would deny his tactics if Remus called him out on it, tiptoeing pretty close to the “deny the abuse is happening, or downplay it” line too.

Accuse of affairs: Of course I say kinda this one not because of actual affairs, but because of what Sirius has accused Remus of doing elsewhere. Replace affairs with ‘accusations of murdering their comrades, planning to murder more, and conspiring with a fascist dictator’. Remus hasn’t done any of that, and yet it doesn’t stop Sirius from accusing him.

For comparison, when Remus believes Sirius was the spy; he has been told Sirius was the secret keeper, Dumbledore corroborated that Sirius was the secret keeper, Peter has been ‘killed’, there were eye witness accounts saying that Sirius murdered Peter and then blew up a street, Sirius was caught at the scene laughing and, as far we can discern, goes with law enforcement quietly, and he is imprisoned. There’s nothing to suggest Remus thought Sirius was the spy before he’s provided with the evidence (even if that evidence turned out to be wrong). Sirius did all this to Remus without evidence.

This is one hell of thing to accuse your boyfriend of doing. It’s a hell of a thing to accuse a friend of doing don’t get me wrong, but when this is the person you’re supposed to love and be the closest to? That shit is rough.

Viewing Sirius and Remus’ interactions in this period through a romantic lens takes it from just being shitty to being downright grim. Listen I love a good bit of angst in a ship, so long as the angst is built on a solid foundation of trust and respect, but this goes beyond like casual angst for me. And people’s claim that Sirius being in a relationship with Remus at the time is the thing that makes it okay is just not the one.

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If you’re up for writing it, could I get a Father figure! Professor!Remus Lupin x student!gn!reader

Reader is struggling with being a lycanthrope and making friends they can trust, so Remus is there to comfort them.

LAUGHTER - REMUS LUPIN

ੈ✩‧₊˚ FANDOM: harry potter

ੈ✩‧₊˚ FORMAT: long/short fic

ੈ✩‧₊˚ WARNINGS: angst, werewolf reader, mentions of no sleep, scars, bullying, slight hermione and ron x reader if you squint, poor reader, random non-canon character named oscar, swearing, father figure remus, mentions of a raw wrist, scratching, reader goes into a mindless state

ੈ✩‧₊˚ SUMMARY: remus comforts his favourite student

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You did not want to go to class today.

With the full moon last night and nothing to stop you from turning into a werewolf, you had gotten no sleep whatsoever.

It didn’t help that you had the worst roommates to ever walk the planet.

“Wake up!” One of them, who will remain nameless, yelled at you, hitting you repeatedly with their pillow.

Another laughed. “You don’t have to be so lazy.”

The third, who also shall be nameless, pulled your blankets off of you, leaving you in the cold. Oh, and also showing off your brand new scars.

“Ew!” One exclaimed, stumbling away from you. “That’s disgusting!”

“How does something like that even happen?” Another queried.

“It’s sickening.”

With a long sigh, you stood up and glared at them.

“For once, can you just leave me alone?” You begged, brushing strands of hair out of your face. “It’s 7AM, don’t you have any better to do then torment me?”

“Honestly?” The tallest one said, “Yes. Are we going to leave you alone?”

“No!” They all screamed together.

Laughter.

“For once, can you try to look decent?” One of them mocked you, earning laughter from everyone in the room.

You sighed, and grabbed your clothes.

“Where are you going? Back to your garbage can of a house?”

Laughter.

You shoved your fingers in your ears as you ran down the stairs, trying your very best not to fall flat on your face.

You were, in a word, disappointed when you saw your classmates in the common room, all staring at you.

“Y/N?” A boy, Oscar, asked, “Is everything alright?”

You glanced up at him, slowly pulling your fingers away from your head.

Oscar was a bit taller than you, somewhere around 5 inches taller. His brown eyes stared into yours, concern written all over his face.

“Yeah,” you lied, “everything’s fine.”

Oscar was nice. But he wasn’t very good at keeping secrets, not his fault though! He was constantly being forced to drink Veritaserum. You couldn’t trust him, even though you wanted too.

“Are you sure?” His eyes flicked to your clothes. “You’re still in your pyjamas. Are they pissing you off again? If I have to-”

”It’s fine, don’t worry! I just find the bathroom a better place to change.”

The worried look on Oscars face was still there.

You began to hear your roommates laughter, combined with them coming down the stairs after you.

“Y/N, do-” He began, before you quickly cut him off.

“I have to go! I’m sorry, i’ll see you later.” Your voice was trembling, and the sentence came out more forced than you had thought it would.

All you saw was a flash of his confused face before you ran into the hall.

As you were walking, you had your head down, so you couldn’t really see if someone was coming towards you or not.

To your dismay, you bumped into someone. Not only someone, but your Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Lupin.

“Mx. L/N?” He asked. Confusion was laced in his voice, but he had a smile anyway. “I never thought I would see you walking around this early. What’s the occasion?”

You awkwardly smiled back at him, “Just uh… just heading to the bathroom!”

You tapped your shoes together, praying he didn’t ask any more questions.

But, he did.

“Heading to the bathroom with your uniform?”

You looked up, finally, and met his eye. He looked a little concerned, analyzing your face and expression for any sign that something was wrong.

“Yes, because, uh-”

“You don’t have to explain yourself, Y/N.” He reassured, raising his hand like he was going to place it on your shoulder, then deciding not to and resting it in his pocket instead. “However, if someone is bothering you, or if anything is wrong, whether it be mental health or family issues or even trouble with your classes, you can come to me. Understood?”

You nodded, and he stepped out of your way.

You didn’t realize it with your eyes facing the ground, but his gaze followed you as you toddled down the hallway, a worried crease between his brows.

He made a mental note to check up on you atleast once a week.

You had Professor Lupins class with the Gryffindors for your last period of the day.

You would never admit this to anyone, especially him, but he was honestly the closest thing you had to a dad. He was nice to you, caring, made sure you weren’t struggling in his class, and he did seem to keep a close eye on you.

For whatever reason, you had chosen not to walk with your classmates, and decided to walk a different route to your class.

But, you weren’t the only person walking this way.

“Professor!” You exclaimed, panic filling you as your teacher began walking on the same route.

Professor Lupin only smiled. “Good afternoon, Mx. L/N. Taking a different route, are we? Do you mind if I join you?”

“Not at all.”

The walk was mainly silent, Lupin occasionally asking you something or making small talk.

For example, he had started a lovely conversation with you about 1 minute into your walk.

“You have eyebags.” He noted, “Rough night, I'm assuming?”

Your cheeks flushed at his observation.

“Yeah, a bit.”

Without thinking, you pulled up your sleeve and began scratching your red-raw wrist.

Lupin, of course, noticed this.

He felt insanely worried when he saw how red your wrist was, and how close it looked to bleeding. But, something else caught his attention.

On your hands and up to your elbow, you had scars. Not just normal scars from some class, the same scars he had. This created a new level of concern for him.

“Y/N.” He spoke, turning towards you as you reached your destination.

“Yes, Professor?”

“Go around the other way. You can sneak in unnoticed if we enter at the same time. You never seem to like being the centre of attention.”

You have a shaky breath. “Thank you so much.”

You turned on your heel, but he caught your attention once more.

“One more thing. See me after class, will you?”

He didn’t let you respond or argue with him. Instead, he entered the room. You did as he suggested and went through the other door. And, just like he said, nobody batted an eye towards you.

You took your spot beside a boy with flaming red hair and a long nose.

When you caught his eye, he gave you a small smile, which also earned the attention of the girl beside him, who’s hair was very poofy.

You recognized them as friends of Harry Potter, and as people who helped save the school a couple of times. Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger.

When you smiled back at them softly, their cheeks became slightly pink.

You all turned your attention back to the lesson.

“A few months ago,” Professor Lupin began, “we worked on Boggarts. The end of that lesson did not go as planned.”

He glanced at Harry.

“So,” He smiled and clapped his hands. “we’re going to try again. Line up!”

Everyone immediately obliged.

You were listening to the shouts of kids’ “Ridikkulous!”, but it all faded away as Ron Weasley turned around and looked you dead in the eyes.

It took everything in you not to jump.

“Do you know what time it is?” He asked, looking you up and down unsubtly.

You looked at your pocket watch.

“It’s… 3:30.” You replied, glancing up at him.

He smiled at you, and held out his hand. “Thanks. Ron Weasley.”

You were, in a word, surprised by this.

“Y/N L/N!” You said, happily shaking his hand. Also mentally yelling at yourself for the way it came out.

Rons smile turned into a grin, and he turned back around.

Soon, it was your turn to face your boggart.

As the thing began shifting its shape, that same worried crease appeared between Lupins eyes. He was about to stop you from facing it, but it was too late now.

Your face was filled with terror as your boggart turned into a full moon, immediately proving his theory.

“Look! They’re afraid of the moon!” Someone shouted, causing everyone in the room to laugh.

Laughter.

Laughter?

Why are they laughing? You thought, raising your wand as tears fought to be free.

Laughter!

It was overwhelming. The only laughter you ever heard was when they were laughing at you.

Why would they laugh at something like this? You mentally queried. Why is it affecting me so harshly right now?

“Y/N! Say ‘Riddikulous!’” You heard somebody yell from far away.

You weren’t sure what it was, but your brian couldn’t focus. You felt mindless as you stared at the crater covered ball in front of you, wand still raised.

The laughter stopped.

The laughter stopped?

The laughter stopped!

You felt an arm wrap around your shoulders, and came back to reality at the sound of Professor Lupin shouting “Ridikkulous!”

It was a good thing it was the end of class, because everyone was walking out once the bell rang.

“Y/N,” Lupin said softly, sitting down and patting the chair next to him.

You gulped and sat down beside him.

He rolled up your sleeve with such care and gentleness it surprised you.

“I know your a Lycanthorpe.” He admitted, gesturing to your scars.

When you looked scared and panicked, he began to reassure you.

“Don’t worry! I’m not going to tell anybody. The information doesn’t leave this room. However, I need to ask you something, and don’t lie, be honest, it’ll make this easier. What’s going on? I know somethings wrong, and you can tell me.” He softly said, taking your hand in his.

You felt as if you could trust him.

You decided to tell him everything.

“Everything’s wrong! I can’t make a friend I can trust. Everyone only laughs at me, the only time i hear laughter is when my classmates or the people who are supposed to be my friends are laughing at me! My family is poor ever since my father left, and I won’t be able to afford the books and stuff for next year which means I can’t come back. If I can’t come back I’m not sure I can survive. This place is the only building where I can get free food and eat and drink as much as I want. Even though I’m not close with them, I have friends here! And, being a Lycanthorpe, whenever there’s a full moon, I don’t get any sleep at all! I can’t leave here, I can’t!”

You spilled your heart out to him.

The tears finally dropped, no matter how badly you tried to hold them back.

Lupin seemed a little surprised, like he hadn’t expected it to be as bad as that.

He opened his mouth to speak, but no words would come out. He was speechless.

“I’m sorry,” you apologized, getting up and running to the door, “i’ve said too much. I’ll leave.”

“Y/N,” he called, “you can’t just leave after telling all that to me.”

You knew there was no point in arguing, he had a point.

With a sigh, you turned around and sat back in the seat.

He smiled at you softly, which gave you a little comfort.

“I’m glad you trust me with this. I know how difficult it can be to find the courage to speak about these things. I’m not sure if there’s much I can do to help you with your family, but I’m sure I can help with the making friends part. I saw you talking to Mr. Weasley, he’s someone I think is trustworthy, so try to get closer with him. Or maybe Neville Longbottom, I think you and him would get along wonderfully.” He said, placing his hand on your shoulder and giving it a light squeeze.

“And,” he began, “I want you to know that you can always talk to me about anything at all. Just say the word, and we can have a talk. Now, tell me, who were the ones giving you a hard time?”

“Pretty much everyone. I can’t place any specific names.” You muttered.

“Do you have your notes from yesterday?” He asked, grinning as he got a great idea.

“Yes?” You said confusedly.

“Look over them, and maybe try to memorize them. I wouldn’t want you to fail the pop quiz tomorrow.”

You began to grin with him as you realized his plan was to have everyone else fail the quiz and have you be the only one passing.

“That’s genius!” You complimented, even laughing a bit.

“In all seriousness, I’ll see what can be done about them. Thank you for telling me this. Now, i’m sure you want to have your free time, yes?”

You nodded, and he smiled.

“Run along, then. I’ll see you tomorrow, Mx. L/N.”

“Thank you!” You shouted to him on your way out, happily trotting down the hallway.

and i’m gonna leave it there because i don’t know how to end this

#mars writing 🧈#harry potter #remus lupin #remus lupin x reader #hp #hp x reader

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