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vxntagedior · 2 years

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can i request a poly!marauders x reader fic where they hurt her feelings or fuck up somehow and she’s SUPER stubborn and they have to grovel a shit ton to get her forgiveness and then they have makeup sex? i’m just not the immediate forgiver type and want to read something that reflects that lmao

forgive us?

summary | you're stubborn and they want to make it up to you

pairing | poly!marauders x fem!reader

warning | 18+ minors dni, smut [makeup sex, dom!reader, sub!james, remus & sirius, f oral, p in v, slight mommy kink, creampie, cum eating]

word count | 1.3k

From a young age you always thought that everyone had one chance, because in the real world there were no second chances.

The boys knew that from the moment they met you, and promised that they would always have your trust.

Wrong.

“How many times do we have to say sorry?” Sirius pleaded following you around the library, you hadn’t talked to them in days and each tried to get a word out of you but you were sticking your ground and keeping your mouth shut.

Your steps halted as you came across the book you were looking for, your hand pulling Sirius’s eyes from you. Following the direction of your hand, seeing your book you needed was on a higher shelf, Sirius complied, grabbing the book for you.

He was stunned when you pressed a kiss on his cheek before wandering off, fast enough so he wouldn’t follow you.

It was a step in the right direction right?

James was panicking, they didn’t mean to miss the date you planned for them and now they were paying the price for it.

Hogsmeade was beautiful during the winter, the villagers hanging up lights on their stores, the snow constantly falling from the sky, having it be the perfect weather for butterbeers.

It was the last Hogsmeade trip before Yule break and you wanted to see all of them before going home.

You met them early that morning, making sure to meet you at Three Broomsticks at noon, each boy giving you their word before you left. It was around 11:50 when you arrived. You always liked to be early, getting a table that was facing the village but also under the heat so none of you would be shivering.

Hearing the clock struck 12, you still gave them a little leeway, knowing they were usually a couple minutes late to everything, but eventually it was 12:15, 12:30 now 1:30 and they weren’t there.

Madam Rosmata was kind enough to give you your butterbeer in the house, and gave you a lecture about how you shouldn’t wait for no man.

The walk back to Hogwarts was cold, the castle was empty, only a few stragglers, ones who didn't go to Hogsmeade or came back early.

Gryffindor’s common room was quiet when you entered. Taking a few more steps farther in, you heard a bang from above your head, looking up to see the bucket falling down to you.

You scream feeling the slime cover, before hearing the sounds of cheering.

“We got you!”

James was the first to come out, his happy face slowly turning into horor. “Oh, merlin!”

“You look beautiful today.” James whispered to you during class, you ignored him continuing to listen to Slughorn go over the potion you were about to make.

“Did you do something with your hair?” He tried again, twirling one the ends.

“Mr. Potter!” James straightened up, turning his attention back to Professor Slughorn, “would you like to tell me what is in an antidote to Veritaserum?”

“I-uh…” James fumbled on his words.

“10 points from Gryffindor.”

Remus had been avoiding you like the plague, if he saw you coming down the corridor, he’d walked the other way. He didn’t want to admit it, but Remus was scared of you when you got mad.

You wouldn’t talk to them yet you would continue on like nothing happened.

He felt stiff sitting next to you in the common room, you four of you were working on your own set of assignments, you and Remus on the couch, James on the chair with Sirius leaning his body against it.

“Is there any way for you to forgive us?” Remus whispered to you, “We’ll do anything for your love.”

That sentence sparked a lightbulb in your head, you smirked to yourself before turning to look at him.

“Anything?” You asked.

It was the first time you spoke to them since you came back from break, Sirius and James snapping their heads up to look at you.

“C’mon.” You grabbed Remus’s hand, pulling him towards their room, James and Sirius following obediently behind you. They all stood in the center of the room waiting for you to make the next move.

Their eyes were attached to your body as you started to undress, taking off every piece of your uniform before you were left in your bra and panties.

Sirius gulped loudly when you sat on his bed, slowly spreading your legs, letting them see the wet patch on your panties.

“C’mere Jamie.” You becockened, James scrambled towards you, sitting on his knees between your legs. “Such a good boy, go ahead baby.”

James moved your panties to the side, exposing your glistening cunt to him, his lips kissing along your inner thighs before coming to your clit giving it a light kiss. You groaned, gripping his hair, pulling him up to look at you.

“I didn't say tease me, did I?” You raised an eyebrow.

“No, mommy, I’m sorry.” James dipped his head in embarrassment.

Remus and Sirius stood and watched as James dipped in his head back between your thighs, licking up your arousal, making sure he didn’t miss anything. Sirius tried to hide the boner in his pants, cupping the tent of his pants.

“You two.” You nodded, each boy came to your side. You gripped Sirius’s chin, “You gotta make it up to me baby.”

Neither of them said anything more, Sirius diving right to your neck, latching his lips around your skin, kissing the column on your neck. Remus pulled down the straps of your bra, seeing your perked nipples, pinching them before wrapping his lips around one.

You moaned at the feeling of their mouths all over your body, collapsing onto the pillows, sitting up on your elbows to look.

James’s lips continued to suck on your clit, as he pushed in another finger, starting to scissor the two.

“I’m gonna cum, Jamie.” Those words were like magic to his eyes, continuing to lap up your clit along with picking up speed, feeling your clit start to twitch in his mouth.

“Oh fuck!” You cried, Sirius pulled away from your neck, pulling you in for a kiss, swallowing your moans, letting his tongue meet yours.

“Wanna fuck you.” James pleaded. “Please mommy.”

“I don’t know baby, you have to share with the other boys.” You smirked. Remus was more than eager to volunteer, coming up to the bed, pulling you into his lap while trying to push down his pants.

James came up next to you and Remus, giving you a light kiss, before eyeing your tits.

Sirius sat below you, sucking Remus while he waited. “You gonna put it in for me babe?” He nodded at your words, lining Remus towards your entrance, watching you sink down.

“Fuck.” You leaned back, lifting your hips before slamming them back down on his cock, “Your cock feels so good Rem.”

The praise went straight to his cock, Remus trying to control himself to not cum so fast. His hands were on your tits, massaging them, slowing down your waist, when James started to kiss down your chest.

Sirius continued to lick between Remus’s balls and your ass, feeling the weight of your ass press his forehead everytime you came down.

With all the stimulation they gave you, you couldn’t hold it anymore, coming undone on Remus.

“Cum with me.” You whispered in his ear, pressing a kiss to the clear to his ear. “Fill me up!”

He was practically growling, his hands gripping on your waist, feeling you squeeze around him gave him that final push to cum. Sirius wasted no time, to lick up all the cum that leaked out of you, before continuing to eat you out.

Your body was pressed against Remus, smoothing out the hair on James’s head. He smiled, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead.

“I forgive you guys.” You hummed, “Who couldn’t after that.”

fin.

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lilylollipops · 5 months

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could you write something fem!reader x lily evans where reader and james grow up together and are best friends but reader has a crush on lily and james tells her about his feelings for lily and begins his whole declaring his love for her all around the school and reader has to keep her feelings secret because she doesn’t want to hurt james and doesn’t know if lily likes girls or not?

you can decide whether lily reciprocates readers feelings or not i don’t mind either way, it can be angst and/or fluff 🙂

thanks 🙏🦀

absolutely loved this request! battled insane writer’s block but here it is! thank you for waiting patiently my lovelies! <333

pairings: lily evans x reader, james potter x reader (platonic), marauders x reader (platonic)

warnings: unreciprocated feelings (james and lily), misunderstandings (very brief!!), coming out, purposeful lowercase, she/her pronouns used for reader, no (y/n)

james was my best friend and i’d never have it any other way—not that i’d ever have a choice. our parents were best friends and so we had been too, ever since we were in diapers. so when we got on the hogwarts express together, we promised that we’d stick together no matter what. and we have, along with sirius, remus, and peter. they’re like my second family.

so you can imagine how conflicted i felt when lily evans entered the picture. from the second i laid eyes on her, i knew she was gonna ruin me. her red hair that always perfectly framed her face, her piercing green eyes, and her heart stopping smile. lily evans was my dream girl.

but, apparently, james and i shared not only everything else in our lives, but also our taste in girls because the moment he saw her, he fell in love. we sat at the gryffindor table with our new friends when suddenly james pointed down the table. “look! do you all see her?”

sirius, remus, peter, and i craned our heads to get a good look. i smiled, seeing the girl i had run into earlier on the train. she was really nice and had pointed to me to where we’re supposed to change after complimenting my necklace. i did my best not to blush now that i had sighted her again. “i’m gonna marry her one day!” james declared. i did my best to laugh along with the boys as i felt my heart—which had been leaping a moment ago—now breaking.

still, james saw right through me. “hey, what’s wrong?” he asked, placing a gentle hand on my shoulder. “oh, uh, nothing just a hair in my treacle tart.” i rushed out the first lie i could think of. the boys’ faces fell into disgust as they laughed at my misfortune. as they finally started settling down, i hoped this had been enough to change the subject. my hopes were quickly squashed as james excused himself to talk to the red headed girl.

i tried not to focus on their conversation, james being boisterous to try and keep her attention as she curtly introduced herself and began pointedly ignoring his attempts to flirt with her. i was so lost in thought that i had to be steered around by sirius as a prefect led us to the gryffindor common room. “are you alright?” he asked, leaning in close to my ear from behind me so that we wouldn’t disrupt everyone else. i nodded sharply, murmuring back, “just tired, long day.”

and with perfect timing, we were shown the way to boys and girls’ dorms. finally, the prefect dismissed us as he went off to join his friends at the chess table. i bade the boys good night, giving james an extra long hug, before making my way up the stairs. i froze when i saw the girl from before standing at the door, examining the names on the plaque. mine was on there. i gulped at the possibility that we’d be sharing a dorm for the next seven years. she spotted me as i inched forward, a friendly grin lighting up her face. “hi, you again! i’m lily and i suppose since you’re standing here, we’re going to be dorm mates!” she introduced herself excitedly.

i could practically feel my heart melting. i introduced myself in turn, my face flushing as she disregarded my offered hand to pull me into a hug. “sorry, you’re just one of the first friends i’ve made here. i’m really relieved to be sharing a room with someone i know.” lily said, tucking her hair behind her ear. i only smiled in response, so endeared by her that i could hardly breathe. together, we entered our dorm, and i couldn’t have even begun to fathom how troubling the next few years would be for me.

as the years progressed, i grew closer with both lily and the little group james and i had found, we now called ourselves the marauders. and james was still in love with lily.

when i would hang out with lily and our other friends, dorcas and marlene, it wasn’t long until james would come strutting over to attempt to woo her. anywhere you could possibly think of—studying in the library, relaxing under the trees on the grounds, laughing together in the common room. lily would roll her eyes, shoot a snide remark his way, and leave.

one day, it was just lily and i sitting under a willow on the grounds. her head rested in my lap as she read me a book by a muggle author called the picture of dorian gray. i was quite enjoying it and lily was happy to be able to have someone to talk to about her favorite books. i ran my hands carefully through her hair, watching as students milled about.

i couldn’t help the grimace that passed over my face when i saw the marauders coming our way, james in the lead. lately, it seemed like lily was more amused by him than anything else. she could even be labeled as receptive. as james’ best friend and pseudo wingwoman, giving him advice about things lily enjoyed and telling him not to make an idiot out of himself, i was thrilled at this progress. but as the girl in love with lily evans, perfect for me in all ways except for that she was more than likely straight, i was heartbroken.

i hadn’t noticed that my fingers stopped their motion until lily was frowning up at me. “everything okay up there?” she asked, moving her hand up to touch mine as she dropped her book open on her chest. “your boyfriend’s on his way.” i mumbled in a sing-song voice. i tried not to feel bitter as she giggled, sitting up and turning her head just as my boys arrived.

“hello boys.” i greeted with a grin. peter waved cheerfully, remus shot me a matching smile, and sirius winked at me from where his chin was perched on remus’ shoulder. james ruffled my hair and attempted to do the same to lily, but she swatted his hand away before he could. “hello my dearest lily, flower of my heart and light of life.” james greeted enthusiastically, dropping to his knees in front of her.

lily smiled and rolled her eyes, moving to sit crisscrossed and letting herself lean back into my chest. with a surprises blink, i moved my hand to rest on her arm and steady her. “hello james, my single most persistent nuisance.” she said with a teasing tone. my heart clenched in my chest and i tried to ignore the nudge peter gave remus, the looks the three shared as she reciprocated.

james smiled triumphantly, locking eyes with me as i gave him a subtle, approving nod. they began making small talk about classes, and remus (and sirius, who was apparently keen on staying attached to him) meandered closer to me to ask how the reading was going. we were in the middle of discussing the book when we were interrupted by james clapping his hands together. “so! as i’m sure you know, lily, this weekend is a hogsmeade trip.” james started.

“here we go.” peter muttered and lily hummed in acknowledgement. “well,” james continued confidently, “we’ve been getting along quite well lately, and i’d really like to get to know you better, so would you like to go to the three broomsticks? with me?” i smiled at him encouragingly, knowing that james really liked lily and really would treat her right. at least if i couldn’t be with her, my best friend would be happy with his dream girl and my dream girl would be happy with someone who loved her as she deserved.

i couldn’t see lily’s face, but my eyebrows shot up as she asked in a genuine tone, “like a date?” i watched james’ face light up as he looked around at all of us to make sure we were hearing this too. this was the first time lily had ever considered one of his proposals. james nodded carefully.

i felt more than heard lily’s sigh. “james, i’m sorry,” she started. we all glanced around at each other. while a rejection was definitely familiar, the genuine sympathy in her voice was foreign. “i can’t go out with you. it’s—god, i really thought you would’ve figured it out by now.” she sounded truly sympathetic and almost regretful. at james’ confused and sad puppy dog face, lily continued.

“i’m not interested—not just not in you, in any guy. i’m a lesbian.” my heart stopped at her words. i felt her tense against me, clearly worried for the reaction of those around us. james’ face had fallen, but he quickly smiled. he placed a gentle hand on her knee. “hey, that’s perfectly alright. i mean, i am a bit disappointed that you won’t be returning my feelings, but you’re cool. i’d like to keep being your friend, if that’s alright?” he asked. lily nodded quickly. “yes, that’s great. i find i actually quite like you when you aren’t trying to ask me out.” she said. i could hear the smile in her voice. james nodded once again and looked at me pleadingly.

i patted lily’s arm as james stood up, and she understood that i had to leave. the boys went ahead of me as i quickly kneeled and grasped her hand. “it was really brave of you and trust me, they’re all perfectly accepting. but i have to go, james—“

“he needs you.” she interrupted softly. i swallowed harshly and nodded. lily stared deeply into my eyes before mumbling, “i wish he could see what he’s had right in front of him this whole time. james would have never been so caught up on me if he had seen how you love him, how lucky he is to have your heart.” she gently tucked a strand of hair blowing in the breeze back behind my ear.

my jaw fell open and i laughed incredulously. “me? love him?” lily nodded, seeming confused at my response. “no, lily, it’s not—i’m like you. james has never been anything but a brother to me.” i rushed out. her eyes widened. “oh.” she breathed, eyes flicking down to my lips. i sat down fully again, closer to her than i’d been a moment before. “yeah, ‘oh.’”

lily’s fingers crept forward to meet mine, resting in the grass, before they climbed up further—up my arm, brushing my hair, resting on my shoulder. “i’ve wished to hear you say those words since our second year.” she giggled. i laughed in disbelief, and soon our foreheads were pressed together as we were both overcome by a fit of laughter. “well, i—i’ve been waiting since first year, since the train, so i believe that makes me the winner.”

lily gasped quietly and i grinned as she tried to compose herself. “the winner, hmm? i suppose that means you’ve earned a prize.” i stared down at her lips before forcing myself to look back into her intoxicating eyes. “i wouldn’t be opposed.” i whispered. lily hummed once more, her hand on my shoulder sliding to cradle the back of my neck as she leaned forward to press her lips to mine.

though i’d been waiting years for this moment, imagining and dreaming up how it would feel, i could’ve never imagined this. a warmth spread through me as our lips moved together in tandem. lily gently pulled me closer with an arm around my waist, and i angled her face to my liking with a gentle hand on her jaw. my brain felt like it was melting out of my ears as she lightly tugged my hair to get me closer. eventually, she pulled away, giggling breathlessly at my pout. “we do need air, you know.” she chastised lightheartedly. “who says?” i whined in response.

then, reality made its unwelcome return. “lily, i need to go to james. i’m sorry, i’ll be back, i promise. it’s just—”

“he’s your best friend. there’s nothing to apologize for, my love. i’ll be here, alright? no matter what. i’ve waited this long, what’s an hour or two more?” lily squeezed my hand in reassurance. i lunged forward to hug her, relishing in her enthused shriek as we tumbled over. “you may just be the best thing that’s ever happened to me, lily evans.” i declared quietly.

lily’s face erupted in a harsh blush and before she could reply, i pressed a last gentle kiss to her lips before sprinting off towards the castle.

dashing through the halls, i was given a wide berth and sympathetic looks; it seemed news of lily’s rejection had spread quickly. i skidded to a stop in front of the fat lady’s portrait, wheezing out the password under her concerned eye. “dear, are you quite sure everything’s alright?”

“yes, yes, please just let me in.” i begged through my gasping breaths. the portrait swung open and i maintained my quick pace until i was met with the door to the boys’ dorm. i knocked quickly and was almost immediately let in by peter. “thank god you’re here, james has been asking for you.” guilt struck deep in my chest as i tried to smile reassuringly at wormtail, knowing how he gets stressed in highly emotional situations.

“oh, don’t sound so relieved, wormy. we’ve got things all under control here!” sirius said, with a playful roll of his eyes. “yeah right.” james said, voice muffled as his head was smushed into his pillow. sirius shrugged from his place next to james on the bed, “alright, we’ve got it mostly under control then.”

remus sighed fondly, shaking his head and tugging sirius off the bed from behind him. “let the james whisperer work her magic.” i nodded in thanks before crawling up the bed to sit level with james’ shoulders. “talk to me, james.” i pleaded, rubbing his back soothingly. he pulled his face out of the pillow, resting it on my knee instead. “i just wish i would’ve known. i must’ve made her so uncomfortable and i’ve spent all this time on her when i never had a chance. i feel so stupid.” he sniffled, reaching up to wipe away a tear that had slipped. “oh james, you’re not stupid. you’ve just got the biggest heart of anyone i know. she’s not upset with you, okay? i promise. now you can move on, and i know that’s not what you’re thinking about right now, but it’s important to hear. there’s someone out there for you that will relish in your love and love you unconditionally in return. you’re gonna be alright, prongs.”

at these words, james’ eyes merely filled with more tears. he pushed himself up and flung his arms around me in a tight hug. i squeezed back just as fiercely, reaching to my fellow marauders to join. we all sat there together for a long while before we all disentangled from each other and lounged on the bed in a comfortable silence. remus tapped my head and i turned to look at him as he gestured to james. i stared in confusion. “tell him about lily. about how you feel for her.” he whispered to me. my eyes widened in shock. “how did you figure it out?” i hissed.

“you look at her the same way he does. the way i look at sirius.” he said with a gentle smile. i took a deep breath, remus squeezing my shoulder supportively, before i poked james for his attention.

“i have to tell you something. and i’m scared, but i think you deserve to know. all of you do.” at this, the rest of the marauders perked up and looked at me. “i, um… well, i like girls too.” there was a brief silence as i looked at my best friends, awaiting their reactions.

remus was the first to break the moment. “thank you for telling us, darling. i’m very proud of you.” he said clearly, reaching from behind to hug me around my shoulders. i sunk back into his embrace, squeezing his arms gratefully in return. sirius leapt up next, completely engulfing me and remus into a tight hug. “it all makes sense now! birds of a feather flock together, eh?” he cheered, ruffling my hair. i laughed, pushing him off.

peter merely shrugged. “i thought we all knew that already, but thank you for telling us.” my jaw dropped as i laughed in shock. he smiled sheepishly, grabbing my hand. my eyes landed on james, who was staring at me with a look i couldn’t discern. “james? is that… is that alright?” i mumbled nervously, playing with the hem of my jumper. “alright? oh, love, of course it is. come here.” he quickly replied, scooting closer to tug me into his arms. we began to rock gently back and forth.

“i was so scared, jamie.” i whispered into his shoulder as my eyes welled with tears. “it’s alright, it’s all okay now. you’re wonderful. don’t ever forget that. nothing to be scared of.” he cooed, going into mother mode. “i was scared because i loved lily too.” i rushed out, squeezing my eyes shut in fear of his response.

the rocking stopped. james didn’t seem to breathe for a moment. then, he pulled me somehow closer, his hand coming to hold the back of my head. “i’m so sorry. i’m so, so sorry.” he cried into my hair. “no, you’ve got nothing to apologize for, why are you sorry james?”

“you never did anything because of me. you didn’t have to give her up, love, i’m sorry.” i merely shook my head in response. i held no ill will towards james for my own decisions. he was my brother, and i’d give anything up to make him happy, even without him asking. suddenly, james lurched back, holding me at arms’ length. “you have to go to her now! she has to know how you feel!” i stared in confusion.

“come on, up!” james cried, pulling me to feet. “what are you on about?” i asked as sirius sprang up to pull me to the door. “you’ve got my blessing, now go tell lily how you feel!” james urged.

“are you sure? you love her—”

james interrupted me with a gentle hand over my mouth, “and i never had a chance. you might. she loves your company, i’ve never seen her look unhappy around you. and you love her too. you’ve given up all these years for my sake, now go be happy.” i grinned and swept james into a tight hug.

“thank you.” i whispered.

“thank me later.” james winked before shoving me out the door and following behind. i practically flew down the stairs, with the marauders all parading behind me and cheering me on. as i stepped into the common room, so did lily, entering through the portrait. she mumbled my name in something like wonder as i continued forward, stopping only when i was right in front of her and grasping her hands.

“hi.” we both said, and laughed at our synchronicity. i dropped one of her hands to cup her cheek with it. “hi.” i repeated. she laughed, winding an arm around my waist. “shut up.” she mumbled with a grin, before surging forward to once more press her lips to mine.

with the girl of my dreams holding me close and locking her lips to mine and the cheering of my closest friends in my ears, i figured things couldn’t get much more perfect than this.

#lily evans x reader #platonic james potter x reader #platonic marauders x reader

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lupiningwolves · 2 years

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summer school pt. II | sirius black x reader

summary: after he ignored you, you confront sirius at a party

warnings: smut, sir kink, daddy kink, rough sex, degrading, praise, finger sucking, possessive behaviour, not proofread

part 1

your heart broke every time you opened the snap he sent you back. you told sirius everything that happened in your day, the exciting and rather boring things. and most of the time you got a pictures back where you could only see half of his face.

it went on like that for days, even weeks, after summer school ended. you had even asked him if he wanted to come over to yours - even if it had just been as friends. all you wanted was to see him after what you two had done.

that was until you had actually seen him, at a party with everyone from summer school. there he stood, in his stupid jeans and his stupid t-shirt with his stupid leather jacket. god, how wet you already got thinking about him.

you turned away from him to try and process everything at first before talking to him. „y/n“ that’s all it took for your legs to get weak. he gently grabbed your arm and made you turn around again to look at him. „thought it was you“, he said with a smirk.

„hey“, you mumbled.

„everything okay?“

„i don’t know, you tell me.“ you didn’t know where the sudden confidence came from. „we didn’t talk properly after-“ -you fucked me

he grinned when you were too shy to end the sentence. „c‘mon, i live nearby, we should talk.“

five minutes later you were pressed against the door of his apartment. „you ignored me“, you whispered. „you confused me. it hurt.“

„fuck, baby, you had no idea what you were doing to me. sending pictures of you at school, when you were working in that stupid office or after you came out of the shower. i wanted nothing more than to take you in the bathroom of you school and fuck you in front of the mirror. or bend you over the desk you were working on so good. but - fuck - the way i dreamt about fucking you in the shower.“

you released a gasp at his words, especially when you felt his breath tickle your neck and his hand grasp you ass. „sirius-“

„wrong. c‘mon, baby, we discussed this already, haven’t we? i’m in charge here“

you moaned as he kissed and sucked on your neck. „sir“

„that’s right, angel, gonna make you feel so good. gonna make it up to you, okay?“

you only nodded, already too dumb to think. next thing you know was you laying on his bed, naked, beneath him. you tucked at his shirt and seconds later it was laying on the floor next to your clothes.

„sir“, you whispered. „need you, now.“

„i know, baby, so needy. haven’t felt good since i left, huh? couldn’t make you feel so good the way i did?“ you shook your head. „gonna prep you.“

„noo“, you whined and began taking his trousers off. „need you now. wanna feel you in me.“

„sweetheart-“

„no“ and without a warning you turned both of you around so that you were straddling him, sinking down on his cock. a whimper escaped your lips at the stretch.

„fuck, baby, you feel that?“ he put his hand on the bulge in your stomach. „that’s me, baby.“

„daddy in my tummy“, you whispered and started rocking back and forth, moaning loudly at the feeling.

sirius groaned at the new name, but also at the feeling of you around him. „up and down now, angel.“

„i can’t-“

sirius‘ chuckle made you whine. „such a cockdrunk little slut, aren’t you.“

you fell forward and gripped his shoulders. „so good“, you mumbled.

„yours, sir, just yours.“

„that’s right, mine. and mine only“, he said before lifting you up and pounding roughly into you from beneath.

„yeah, that’s my girl“, sirius said when he felt you clenching around him. „missed you, sweetheart. my hand didn’t feel nearly as good as you.“

„cum“, you blabbered.

„already? go on then, cum for me, baby.“ with that you clenched around him with a loud moan. but that didn’t mean he stopped. oh no…

he pushed two fingers inside your mouth after turning you two back around and pounding into you even harder than before. „cum in me, daddy. make me yours.“ your words were muffled by his digits, but he still understood you.

„always been mine. since you first were in my room.“ he let out a loud groan. „fuck, gonna cum. mark you as mine.“ and with the innocent look you gave him he couldn’t help but release inside of you. „gonna clean you up and then i’m gonna fuck you in the shower. never gonna let you go again“

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jamesunderwater · 11 months

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Water - a wolfstar microfic

Modern Coffee Shop AU ~ cw: mentions of suicide as a joke, mild transphobia, misgendering, dysphoria ~ word count: 1,499 ~ @wolfstarmicrofic

“I swear to god I’m going to kill myself if another customer starts giving me their order when all I’ve asked is ‘How are you.’” I made the joke even though I knew he’d hate it. Remus Lupin takes thoughts of my death very seriously, doesn’t even laugh when I say, ‘But my death will be Sirius!’

But I mean, no pun intended, I was Sirius about the comment.

Because, look, sometimes working in customer service feels like choosing between lying on asphalt naked on a boiling summer day and just sort of…walking into traffic just to make your headache go away.

That didn’t make sense, I know that, but I’ve worked two double shifts in as many days and I’m icing both of my feet and I wasn’t trying to upset my best friend by talking about my death by my own hand, but a woman who was almost certainly named Lauren had just completely ignored my frantic Be with you in a moment! as I nearly poured oat milk all over myself for the fourth time today to start telling me about the lavender latte she wanted ‘grande size’ when I don’t work at a Starbucks.

“It’s still not funny,” he’d said, too busy slowly pouring steamed milk into a mug to look me in the eye, but I knew exactly the expression he’d have used if he could.

“Fine, I’m going to scream, Shut the fuck up and wait one goddamn second or get the fuck out of the store! if another customer starts giving me their order when all I’ve asked is ‘How are you.’ Better?” I was whispering fast and sharp in his ear, ignoring the next Lauren in line who was trying to catch my eye.

He did look up at this, lifting a brow at me, his stupid mouth smirking just enough that only I’d notice. “Slightly.”

As my manager, maybe he should have preferred I opt for suicide, but Remus Lupin isn’t a capitalist pig like that.

The line was to the door, which meant muttering benign threats of bodily harm (to myself or the customers) was only going to delay my inevitable suffering. I moved on to the next Lauren, and the next, and then the Laurens and their Boyfriends, who were usually named John, and then the Laurens and their moms, who usually looked perturbed to be in a coffee shop run by weirdo queers and eyed the mustache coming in on my face and my round cheeks, noted my voice that had the rasp of a 14-year-old boy and the cadence of someone raised to be a woman pandering to societal standards (no matter how hard I tried to drop the sound of a question mark at the end of my sentence, or encouraged myself to talk like the concept of the name Brad), and evidently deduced that I was something rather than someone so once again answered, “How are you?” with a flat-toned, “Medium latte with nonfat milk,” without meeting my (queer) eye.

I opened my mouth, taking in a very large breath in preparation for my verbal assault, when I felt a body swerving in beside me. “How are you?” Remus asked her again, and Lauren’s Mom blinked at being asked another question.

“I’m fine, thank you,” her words were clippy, but at least he’d gotten an answer to the world’s most useless question. “Medium latte with nonfat milk, please.”

He’d even gotten a please.

I went to the bathroom.

When I returned, Remus asked casually, “Switch spots?” and didn’t mention that I’d just left him alone with an endless line on a Saturday morning when we didn't have a mid-shift so that I could sulk in the bathroom for five minutes, because again, he isn’t a capitalist pig. And also, he is kind of a saint.

So I made oat milk cappuccinos for people that asked us to put vanilla in them–in a cappuccino–for the next two hours until my brain slid out my ears, down my arms and into the espresso drain.

And then—

“Excuse me,” someone said in a tone that sounded very much like they did not care if anyone ever excused them, “I think she made my drink wrong. I was supposed to have a large oat milk latte. This is medium, and I’m pretty sure it’s whole milk.”

She made my drink wrong, she made my drink wrong, she made my drink wrong, my shoulders were so stiff they must have touched my ears. I looked down at my black tank top and my cut off shorts and my black doc martens and wondered if I should have washed my binders last night after all because maybe it wasn’t constricting my chest enough? I hadn’t even spoken, what did I do wrong? What did I do to earn she?

Remus leaned over the register, taking the cup from the customer. “He did not make your drink wrong. I called this drink out, a medium latte for Cathy. Your drink is a large oat milk latte for…” He checked the tickets waiting on the counter. “Helen?” The customer nodded, wide-eyed. “Yeah, your drink is still third in line.”

“Oh…” Helen sputtered, actively not looking at me. “I apologize, I didn’t realize.”

“Alright, well, we need to serve the next customer, so if you could just stand…” Remus gestured toward the other side of the bar, and Helen nodded, stepping back.

Even though the next person stepped forward, Remus turned to me. He didn’t ask with words, just his soft eyebrows.

I shrugged. “One more hour, right?”

At least, in the last hour, the lobby area was so full that many people opened the door and walked right back out. My feet ached so much I had to bounce between them for a moment of relief, my back pain was flaring up from my binder, and the clattering sounds from multiple groups’ loud chatter mixed with the music playing over the speakers created the most grating noise I’ve possibly ever heard.

When Marlene and Dorcas got there to take over for us, I almost kissed them on their beautiful lesbian mouths.

“That bad, huh?” Marls asked as she clocked in.

“What?” I questioned.

“You didn’t make a quippy joke when I came in, didn’t make up a song about how hard the day was, didn’t compliment my new shoes. You’re truly dead inside, so it must’ve been a rough shift.”

“Could’ve been dead on the outside, but Remus wouldn’t allow it.”

“I’ll be thanking him for that, then.”

“You ready?” He came up from behind me, touching my elbow just slightly. Somehow, even after a grueling morning with no mid-shift on an overly warm Saturday when we could have been lying out on the grass somewhere getting actual vitamin D, Remus was smiling, and his eyes meant it.

Like I said. Saint.

When we got into his car, he started it and cranked the air, but didn’t move to leave the lot. Leaning back in his seat, his shoulders facing forward, he rolled his head to look at me. “Wanna talk about it?”

I didn’t. But I did. Mostly I wanted to be around him as long as possible.

“There’s not much to say, right? Whatever. I don’t pass, it is what it is.”

He didn’t say anything.

“It’s just so fucking annoying that you pass so well,” I said, not thinking about it, and only heard how it sounded a few moments after. I winced. “Sorry, I didn’t mean it like that, just, like, that woman you took over for me with, she even said please to you, when she couldn’t be bothered with me at all. Like, she fully thought you were a cis guy! I just don’t understand what I have to do!”

I hadn’t meant to get that worked up, but I’ll admit it now, I was nearly crying, the words clogging up my throat, each and every side glance and double take at the sound of my voice clawing its way out of the recesses of my disassociated mind.

He reached a hand over the center console, hovering it over the hand I had resting on my water bottle, our silent way to ask, Can I touch you? I lifted my hand up to meet his in response.

“I’m sorry, Sirius. This part of transitioning just…sucks.” His fingers were warm resting directly over mine, and I think I stopped noticing the pain in my back, my feet, my mind as much. “It’ll get easier eventually, but–yeah, until then,” he pressed his hand more firmly against mine, “I’m here.”

Anyway, Prongs, I think what I’m trying to say is I might be falling in love with my coworker/boss/best friend, and, um, help?

(Also, god I want to quit my job.)

(Also also, like exactly how bad would it be if I gave myself three T shots in one sitting?)

Terrified, Tired, Still Icing My Feet, Padfoot

FIN

A/N: DO NOT take more HRT than is prescribed to you by your doctor, no matter how much you want to, trust me, I've done it and I only got chastised and fucked my system up a bit. Also, would you guys want to read more of this little fic? No idea where it'd go, but I am fond of any iteration of wolfstar, so naturally I've already fallen in love with them. (Which is a little self-absorbed of me since Sirius was....heavily based on my own experience.) That being said, I did want to say that the customers at my coffee shop are much better than this--this was really more emulating the experience of working for Starbucks. 😆 all the hugs to my trans sibs reading this <3

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breaniebree · 1 year

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SNEAK PEEK!

Chapter 9 -- The One With the Red Lipstick Print

The sight made Harry smile and his chest ache in ways that he couldn’t explain. He wished Sirius was here to see how big his kids were growing and he wished Zee was here. She was supposed to be here and that suddenly made the ache worse. He stood up, claiming he needed something from the kitchen, and then he took a moment to lean against the counter, closing his eyes. It was only a moment before he heard someone behind him.

Tonks’ hand touched his back and he turned to give her a smile. “I’m fine.”

Tonks lifted an eyebrow. “Stop lying, Harry.”

He shrugged and rolled his shoulders. “She should be here right now. She should be here experiencing Christmas morning with her babies. She deserves to bloody be here.”

“She does,” Tonks agreed. “But she’s not here, Harry. I know that hurts. I know it’s eating at you and we both know that we’re doing everything possible to try to figure things out.”

“Borage and Slughorn’s theory is —”

“Unclear,” Tonks interrupted. “Hope is a powerful emotion, Harry. You know that and I know that. I don’t want you to give up on it, but you also can’t cling to it. No matter what happens, we will figure it out. Together.”

He nodded and sighed when she flung herself into his arms for a tight hug. “You’re really annoying, you know that?”

She laughed. “You love me.”

“Only because I’m forced to.”

She smacked him in the arm and he laughed.

“I miss her, too. She was one of my best friends.”

Harry hugged Tonks tighter, resting his chin on the top of her head. “I know.” He let out a slow breath before he let her go, his eyes meeting her grey ones. “I haven’t said anything to them about it.”

“Good,” Tonks said. “Let’s keep it that way. As I said, hope is a powerful thing, Harry. Until we know for sure, this is just for us.”

“And Ginny and Uncle Rem.”

“Obviously,” Tonks said, winking. “But that’s a given.”

Harry moved to the ice box to get himself a tall glass of orange juice, pouring a second one for Tonks when she asked. He took a long drink, letting the citrus linger on his tongue before he swallowed. Tonks leaned against the counter next to him, sipping her own juice before she spoke.

“How’s Auden?”

Harry hesitated only a moment before he answered. “He’s… fine.”

Tonks rolled her eyes. “If you say ‘fine’ one more time, I’m telling Remus.”

He smirked. “Oooh, scary.”

Tonks elbowed him and he grunted. “Tell me, you jerk.”

“We’ve resorted to name calling now?”

“Harry!”

“Fine, fine,” he said, holding up his hands. “And I’m not saying I’m fine, though I am, so stop giving me that face. Auden is… it’s good.”

“You’re still going twice a week?”

“Yeah. Sometimes more.” At Tonks’ raised eyebrow, he cleared his throat. “After Rex and I spoke to Slughorn about the potion, well, Ginny convinced me to see him again. He made time for me.”

“He’s a good guy,” Tonks said. “He’s good at what he does.”

Harry nodded. “He’s… it’s good.”

Tonks smiled and elbowed him lightly. “Look at you, being a grownup and talking about your feelings and stuff.”

“Piss off,” he said, making her laugh.

“Excuse me?” she demanded, pointing to the rule board that was still on the kitchen wall. “What does rule number three say?”

“As you said, I’m a grownup so rule number three doesn’t apply to me anymore,” Harry said, sticking his tongue out at her.

“Don’t wave that freaky tongue at me,” Tonks said, sticking her tongue out at him in turn just as Remus came into the kitchen.

“Ah, I see my favourite two mature humans are chatting. How lovely.”

“Harry’s ignoring the rules,” Tonks said. “He told me to piss off.”

“Tattletale,” Harry said.

Remus chuckled. “I never thought it was possible for you two to become more immature as you aged. Nymphadora, Harry can swear if he wants to, just not around Teddy.”

“Like you never swore around me,” Harry protested.

“What’s the rule, Harry?”

Harry snorted. “Do as you say not as you do. Hypocrite.”

Remus smiled and put his arm around Harry’s shoulders. “Absolutely. Now, are you okay?”

“Fine.”

He raised his eyebrow and Tonks moved to hug Harry from the other side. “Can we talk about Harry’s overuse of the word ‘fine?’ It’s making me want to hug him.”

“Hmm,” Remus said, examining Harry for a long moment. “You know if you need to talk, Harry, I’m always here for you.”

“I know,” Harry said. “I’ve never doubted that.”

Remus kissed his forehead and then made a show of ruffling his hair while Tonks waved her wand behind Harry’s back. Remus smiled and stepped back, his whisky eyes lit up in mischief. “Much better. Come on, let’s go back into the living room.”

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moonlightdancer26 · 2 years

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Hey, I just saw a Marauder stan claiming that James has changed because he apparently plans to make Snape the godfather of his second child. Like... what ?? Do you know where this is coming from ?

*laughs in day 3760 of dealing with Marauder stans’ fanon bullshit*

Aight, let’s get to work:

That claim is a completely unfounded fan-theory that makes no sense whatsoever. This theory/whateverweshouldcallit was presented as one of Jowling Kowling Rowling’s headcanons/unpublished ideas, but it did not originate with her.

There are so many things wrong with this fan theory, including the fact that:

Lily was not pregnant with a second child and even if she was I highly doubt that she and James would pick Snape as a godfather. Peter is right there [a) I’m not counting Sirius because he’s already Harry’s godfather so let’s assume they’ll want to pick someone else b) I’m not counting Remus because we were told that they suspected him at that time]

They didn't know that he already was on the good side at the time and probably haven't even seen him for years.

Even if they knew, James most definitely would not pick Severus as the godfather (no matter how much he supposedly changed), and hell, I don’t even think Sevy himself would want that. Jimothy and the leapfrog would probably pick Sirius again, or perhaps Peter, whom they trusted oh-so much? (😏)

As far as we know Sevy and the deadhead redhead never crossed paths once during the war. They were on opposite sides of the war and Lily got married to James. It’s more than likely they never crossed paths after graduation. Even when Severus had begun operating as a double-agent for Dumbles—which was before Lily died, mind you—the Order was completely unaware of it.

To even get remotely close to the sort of scenario, this would mean that:

— Severus and Lily would need to have rekindled their friendship.

— James and Sev would have needed to make peace with each other.

— Dumbledore would’ve had to reveal Severus’s position as a spy to the Order—whom he knew included a traitor (oh god.. Marauder stans bouta have a field day with this)—which was extremely risky.

^^ And I don’t doubt either of the first two points I listed above would have taken a much longer time than a year/year and a half. And besides, in between Sev switching sides and the Potters dying, James and Lily would access the privilege of seeing Severus only at Order meetings… which a) they did not b) wouldn’t have been enough time to get that close to someone to the point where you’d want them to be the godparent of your child. Plus, there’s a chance that James and Lily didn’t even attend any Order meetings whilst they were in hiding.

So yeah, not only is this very much not canon but it also ignores most of what’s established in it.

To expand this a bit more, you say this Marauder stan used this as proof of James’s apparent growing up? Well, let’s debunk that, shall we?

It isn’t canon. Boom. Argument completely debunked. It ain’t canon = don’t use it to defend your non-existent faves. <3 Piece of cake.

You can’t use “oh well it’s possible that James would have matured/matured” or “it’s possible he would’ve made peace with Snape,” those are mere what if’s. What if’s are not arguments. It’s ridiculous how this is such a simple thinking process but these arguments have been going on for such a long time. It appears the logic is unable to continue logicing in the Harry Potter fandom.

Story time:

I remember a year ago I dealt with this idiot on YouTube who used this exact argument. (I remember cause 1. holy shit time goes by fast 2. I got a notif for someone complimenting me for my responses 😌 3. around a month ago, I argued with someone in that same comment section.) And I of course corrected them and wrote most of the arguments I’ve written here. They got super pissed and kept on telling me “shut up you stupid Snape apologist,” “fuck you,” “James actually grew out of his bullying ways,” “most of what you said are lies and exaggerations about James (💀💀),” etc. I will legitimately NEVER get over the fact that that person actually said “I guess it’s one rule for Severus Snape and another rule for everyone else,” like sir… do you not know how ironic that is coming from a Snape anti? 😭😭

Anyway, I hope I answered your question, anon! Have a nice day.

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silverhenderson · 10 months

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The Rabbit and the Wolf

Fandom: Harry Potter (Marauders Era)

Paring: Remus Lupin x reader (Iris Lebelle) and a bit of Regulus cause why not as well as Marlene x Sirius

Warnings: Angst, Cussing, Suggestive material

Summary: Determined to help her boyfriend during the hardest time of the month for him Iris risks a lot, just so he's safe. But will everything be okay with her life in risk?

Word Count: 5349

It had been an accident. It was her fault, not his. Iris lay against a tree, blood dripping down onto her lap. Her shirt had been slashed and there was an array of deep cuts. If her papa had been there he would’ve fainted from seeing her hurt and having no idea what could’ve done that seeing as he was a muggle. Her father on the other hand wouldn’t see anything on account of being blind as a bat. She laughed a bit to herself and flinched, Reggie would be yelling at her in his sweet way for being so stupid. She slowly moved her head to the side, looking at the dark forest being lightly illuminated by the moon, the full moon. Tears dripped down her face and landed on her thighs she let out a hiss as the salty tear seeped into another set of injuries on her leg.

How could she have been so stupid? Following them into the woods. Remus had been really upset for the past couple of days, she was worried. Iris had known Remus’ condition for a while, not because he had told her but because she had figured it out on her own. Iris had worked with a variety of magical animals and had noticed that her study of werewolves had matched up completely with Remus’ actions.

She had walked to the other boys and asked about it. “I know about Remus,” she said to them. James looked up at her shocked, Peter turned red, and Sirius almost spit out his firewisky. Sirius coughed and looked at his friends and then at Iris, “about what?” he said trying to calm down. “That he is a we-” James shot up and covered her mouth with his hand, he held her and the other two also stood. James dragged her upstairs to the dormitory, the people in the common room looked confused at the situation. Although it looked like she was being kidnapped no one did anything; James shoved her into the room and Peter closed the door. He let go of her, she sat down on her boyfriend’s bed. “You done?” she asked, the group was confused at her bluntness seeing as she was the “sweet” one. They nodded, “As I was saying… Remus is a werewolf” The group looked at each other with a mix of shock and fear. “How did you know?” James whispered, like there was someone else in the room who didnt know Moony’s secret.

“Well, first off his nickname is Moony” she laughed and Sirius rolled his eyes, she ignored him and continued. “Second he always makes sure our dates aren’t on the night of a full moon, I’ve caught you four on my prefect rounds; sneaking around,” she said.

“But we are always up to something” Sirius shot at her, “True” she replied her hair turning a bit red from how annoying it was he kept interrupting her. “But it’s always on a night of a full moon and he’s bedridden the day after” They looked everywhere but at her. “Oh and I know you’re Anamagi,” she said adjusting her skirt. Sirius glared at her, “and why would you say that?” he said snapping at her. “Cause Marly told me” she smiled; “I’m gonna have to talk to her about that” Sirius muttered under his breath annoyed that she was blabbing their secret.

James let out a breath and messed with his hair a bit, thinking about what to say to her next. “Why did you tell us you know?” he questioned, “I want in,” she said bluntly. “No,” Sirius said firmly, “why not exactly?” she snapped at him. “Because you’re annoying,” he said. She rolled her eyes, “you’re also a bit” Peter started, she looked over at him quickly. “Im what?”

He bit his lip “Fragile” he said quietly. Iris blinked, she didnt know whether she should be mad or hurt; yeah she was a nice person but she could hold her own. Working with animals that could easily kill her in one swift motion and having a father who worked with magic plants was dangerous in itself. “I’m not fragile,” she stated firmly, James and Sirius exchanged a look. “Well…” James started, “Name one time” she replied and crossed her arms. “Alright,” Sirius said a bit more quickly than she would’ve liked; “what about the time you and Reg were in herbology and you got a cut across your cheek? You cried for like an hour,” he said smugly.

Iris stood, “I’ll have you know professor Garlick had given us Fanged Geranium, which I’m allergic to, and not that it is any of your business but I was on my period” Sirius grimaced at the comment about her “monthly”. “What about when Lucius made that comment about your dad?” James asked.

“If you recall Malfoy had said that my father was a squib because he’s blind and that he was a freak of nature for marrying my papa.” she crossed her arms again. “That’s a touchy subject and they both were kicked from their families for being together, AND I later hexed him for saying that about them”. The three 6th years got quiet after that. “There’s one more thing” James started, “Remus would kill us if you got hurt,” he said quietly; Iris’s heart ached at the comment. Remus was so sweet but would sometimes assume she was some weak child who couldn’t fend for herself. “I can handle myself, now either you let me join you or I tell Professor McGonigal about your little adventures and your illegal activities,” she said. “You wouldn’t fucking dare” Sirius whispered angrily.

“Try me.” she shot back, her eyes showing absolutely no fear. They could tell she was completely determined to join them. “Fine” James sighed, defeated. Sirius whipped his head to his best friend. “You can’t be serious!” he shouted, “she’s lying! She wouldn’t compromise Remus or us! And besides she’s like a puppy” he glared at Iris who glared back. “But what if she’s not? She’s smart Sirius she’ll find a way anyway and if she gets hurt and tells Remus he will kill us” James shot back glancing at Iris who was still glaring at Black.

Realizing there was no way he could convince James he looked to Peter who stood there nervously. “What about you Peter? You have to agree this is bloody stupid” Peter stood quietly. “James is right, she’ll figure out a way to be with Remus whether we want her to or not and I don’t want to get killed by him, and anyway she did hex Malfoy into not being able to speak for a month”. Sirius opened his mouth to say something but realized it would be no use, he groan loudly. “Fine, but I’m not helping” he walked to his bed and face-planted into it with a soft oof.

Iris couldn’t help but smile, “so I’m in?” she asked excitement in her voice. “Yes,” James said looking at her, “yay!” she said excitedly. Finally, she could be with the love of her life during the hardest time of the month for him. “So how exactly is she supposed to help?” James said looking at Peter. “I want you to teach me how to be an anamagi,” she said bluntly. James stopped, Sirius looked up from his bed. “What?” James asked. “I want you to teach me how to be one of those animal things”

“No. I draw the line there and anyway aren’t you a metamorphamgus?” Sirius said sitting up, Iris rolled her eyes. “ metamprphamguses cant transform into animals stupid and anyway you three did it and I’d like to remind you that I’ll do it anyway, and if I tell Remus you refused to hel-” “fine” James snapped. “We’ll help” she smiled at them. “Where do we start?”

That was four months ago, and they had finally gotten her to be able to transform at will. Iris would transform into a white rabbit with a pink and yellow stomach. She could also change the color of her fur at will with her condition. James had been impressed at how quickly she had picked up the skill, but Sirius was not. And Peter was just happy not to be the smallest animal in the group.

At dinner that night Iris had walked over to them and kissed her boyfriend on the cheek. He looked up at her blushing and smiling, “hi bunny” he had said not knowing her new skill. She giggled at the nickname and sat next to him. “What so funny?” he asked pushing some hair behind her ear. “Nothing” she whispered and he kissed her softly. He deepened the kiss. “Would you two get a room?” Sirius snapped and Iris pulled away blushing. Remus rolled his eyes and put his arm around her waist. “So we on for tonight?” James asked stuffing his face with some chicken pot pie. Remus nodded and looked to Iris who pretended not to hear, “Meet in the common room?” he asked putting some steak on his plate.

The other marauders nodded. Someone crept up behind Iris and covered her eyes. She squeaked, “guess who?” the person said. “Hmmm” she replied, “I smell cologne, books, cigarettes, and Jelly beans. Sooooo Reggie!” she said. He laughed and let go of her she spun around and beamed up at him. Remus let his arm slip from her waist as he ignored the Slytherin. Regulus smiled at her, “we still on for tonight?” he asked glancing over at Remus to see his face. Remus’ jaw was set and he ground his teeth together. “I can’t,” Iris said sadly, “I have to help Hagrid with some Fwoopers he’s nursing back to health” Regulus nodded a bit of disappointment on his face. “Alright,” he said calmly, “well let me know when you want to meet up” he smiled at her. She nodded, he leaned forward and kissed her on the head. Iris smiled up at him. Remus noticed the exchange. He possessively put his arm around Iris and pulled her close, he kissed her again. This one was much more inappropriate in public. Jame and Sirius looked away grimacing, Peter watched in awe like what they were doing was some sort of entertainment. Regulus gagged and walked away. Remus slipped his hand up Iris’ skirt and she pulled away. “Remus,” she said breathlessly, he smirked and continued eating like the events that had just occurred didnt happen.

Much later the four marauders stood in the Gryffindor common room. The sun was almost finished setting when there was a soft knocking at the portrait hall. Remus went over to see who it was, and the other followed, “I still think this is a bad idea” Sirius whispered to James. “So do I but we don’t have much of a choice”

Remus pushed the back of the painting open to see Iris standing there sheepishly. He blinked, surprised by her presence “I-Iris?” he stuttered, “hi sweetie” she smiled at him. “What are you doing here? I thought you were helping Hagrid”

She giggled, “That’s tomorrow sweetheart, tonight I’m here for you”. Remus’ mind filled with thoughts, “As much as I would love to bunny I can’t. I and the others are going too…” he looked over at the others pleading with his eyes. “She knows Moony,” James said motioning to Iris, it took Remus a minute to understand what he was saying. When he did his eyes went wide, “you know?” he said looking at her. She nodded, “Surprise,” she said moving her hands into small jazz hands. His jaw dropped, “I have so many questions, but if you know why are you here? Unless…” she waited for him to realize. “No,” he said firmly, “Remmy-” she started, he grabbed her hands, “Iris no I won’t let you come with us, what if I hurt you? I’ll never forgive myself” she smiled. He was so concerned about her, it was so sweet. She wanted to kiss him right there but it wouldn’t be appropriate.

“Remus, you are my everything and I will be dammed if I let you suffer alone.” he opened his mouth. “I’m not done” She held up her hand and he closed it. “I know this is dangerous but I can and will make this choice for myself; I’m going with you whether you like it or not” he looked at her blue eyes, saying nothing.

“Fine” he huffed, and she smiled. “Everything will be okay” Boy would she be wrong. He held her hand and kissed it, “I want you to be behind the others though, as far away from me as possible” she nodded. He kissed her on the cheek, stepping out of the portrait hole. The others followed and lastly Iris.

James looked at the marauder’s map and directed them so they wouldn’t run into a teacher doing their rounds. Sirius sped up next to Remus. “I told her not to come,” he said to Remus, “but she insisted,” he said rolling his eyes. Remus nodded, “she’s stubborn,” Remus said not looking at his friend. “I don’t even know how she’s supposed to be with us, I don’t think metamorphamgus can transform into another animal can they?” he looked at Sirius with worry in his voice.

“Well she kinda made me, Prongs and Wormtail teach her how to become an Anamagi” he smiled awkwardly. Remus sighed “Of course she did, what hers?” he asked. He knew it couldn’t be anything big, she was too soft of a person to be able to be any large animal. “A bunny” Sirius laughed, “A bunny?! She’s gonna get herself killed!” Remus shouted. Sirius shooshed him, “Don’t make this any more difficult, we should just show her how tiring this is and she’ll never come with us again.” he whispered to Remus.

To say Sirius found Iris annoying would be an understatement, she was different from him in every way; he hated that she was a part of this. It was supposed to be their time when the four boys could be free but since Iris and Remus started going out she was everywhere. Not to mention how much he saw her when she visited Grimmauld Place during the summer to see Regulus. This could be the moment where if they scare her enough he wouldnt have to see her stupid face around him for at least one night a month.

“Left,” James said behind them, Sirius looked back at James confused. “But we always go right” “We just need to go left” James argued back. “No teacher goes down this hallway at night it’s too dark” Before James could say anything Sirius lit his wand and went down the right hallway. He took two steps before he saw a couple snogging in front of him, he made a disgusted face before he saw who it was. Steven Rosier, Evan’s brother, and Marlene. He stopped, anger bubbled up inside of him. He walked over and shoved the couple apart, Steven yelled at him. Marlene looked up to see it was Sirius, he looked like he wanted to punch the boy in the face. Her expression was a mixture of embarrassment and anger, “what the hell Black?!” she shouted, he spun and looked at her. “Me what the hell?! You should be in bed! And why the fuck would you kiss that twat?!” he yelled at her. She shoved him away from her, “Since when do you bloody care about what I do with other people?! I thought I was just another loop on your belt”. He looked hurt at the comment, James grabbed him by the arm. “Sirius we have to go” he motioned to Remus who was looking more stressed by the second.

Sirius looked at his friend and opened his mouth to protest. James just shook his head and pulled his arm. Sirius allowed himself to be pulled away, Marlene glared daggers at him until she was out of sight.

The rest of the walk down to the whomping willow was silent and awkward. Sirius looked at his feet the whole time, Iris yawned tiredly. As they stepped onto the stairs of the castle James held Iris back as the others continued their walk. “Iris I know you want to help him, but he’s scared. You don’t have to do this” he said softly; his eyes soft. “I know,” she said calmly, “but I love him James, and I hate that he has to suffer I just want to know he’s safe and okay. He’s my world and to know that he has to suffer like this and I can’t stop it hurts more than any curse. But I can be here for him and that’s all I want.” he nodded, and he hugged her. She hugged him back, “be careful and stay close okay?” he whispered in her ear and she nodded. Life had been cruel to her, not in the way that it had been to Remus or Sirius but James couldn’t help but feel he needed to protect her from the world.

They let their embrace go and followed the other three boys when they caught up Peter had already turned into a rat and was pressing a knot on the tree. Sirius and Remus ducked into a hole she had never seen, before Iris could follow James grabbed her again. “Wait here, it’s safer” she nodded. He followed his friends along with the rat that was Peter.

Iris waited, she sat in the moonlight; her mind wandered to what could be happening down in the hole. She flinched at the thought of Remus suffering during his transformation. She had studied werewolves and had even met a couple before. All had described different ways they transformed all slightly different but all excruciatingly painful. Her heart ached at the thought of her beloved being hurt by some curse he had been given by the world. 10 minutes passed then 20 until finally she saw Peter in his rat form climb out of the hole. He trotted up to her and transformed back into himself, “he’s coming” she nodded and he transformed back.

She took a deep breath as she heard the panting of something much larger breathing, its footsteps heavy; walking closer and closer to the entrance under the willow. It’ll be okay she thought, everything will be okay she took a deep breath and closed her eyes. The footsteps got louder and louder. Turn she shouted in her head; nothing happened. Now she said again in her head but nothing. She felt something warm breathing on her neck. The breathing was heavy, rough, and monstrous. Iris opened her eyes, and there before her; stood a large animal. Its eyes glowed yellow, inches in front of her face. It snarled at her, Remus; Her Remus. But it wasn’t him, no trace of him, this was a monster.

She didn’t move, her body screamed at her to run; run as fast as possible, away from him. But she couldn’t. Behind Remus stood a large dog and a stag. They watched, also unable to move. The werewolf breathed deeply before reaching his claw up in the air. Before the other marauders could intervene it was too late. He had sliced straight through her stomach. She fell back and screamed in pain, he ripped away at her. Out of their trance, the stag ran right into him, pulling Remus away from her. Iris looked down at her bloodied body. The fear of everything that had just happened caused her to transform. The white rabbit that replaced her was just as bloody, cuts deep she ran off into the forest. Behind her, she heard the howl her body screamed at her to stop; the pain from her injuries was too much. Iris continued running, far away. Until she collapsed in a heap, passing out from her injuries. Time passed, and the small bunny lay in a clump of tangled limbs. Its fur slowly turned blood red. Its breathing was staggered.

Deep in the forest near a lake were two large beasts, a dog, and a wolf. The sun beginning to rise the wolf was slowly disappearing into Remus. When he was completely back the dog transformed into Sirius. He helped Remus up on the log he sat upon, he put his arm around his friend. Remus looked at him, “where are Prongs and Wormtail?” he asked shakily, “looking for Iris”

Iris her name rang through Remus’ head. Memories flashed into his head, she had gone with them; where was she? Why wasn’t she with them?! Remus’ eyes filled with tears, and fearing the worse he began to cry. His tears fell and mixed with the water of the small lake. Sirius looked down at him, “why are you crying?” he asked confused. “It’s not cause of Iris is it?” he asked causing something in Remus to snap. He pulled away. “Of course, it’s because of Iris!” he yelled, glaring at his so-called friend. “She’s not here! She could be hurt or worse! Because of me! And your acting like nothing is wrong!” tears streaming down his face. Sirius watched in shock, never had he seen Remus like this.

“All you ever do is shit talk her! I love her and you treat her like shit! I don’t know if it’s because your jealous or what but I love her more than anything in the world and you just cuss her out.” Remus stood, Sirius reached out to steady him but he pulled away. “Do you know what it’s like?! To love someone more than anything in the world and have your friend hate her? To be in love?! No, you don’t because you’re a fucking whore” Remus fell to his knees. “You will never know what it’s like to love someone but know you can never show them who you really are”.

Remus held himself and sobbed, he knew he hurt her. He had to have hurt her. Or she saw who he was, the monster he was and she had left him. Both thoughts teared him up inside, he pulled at his head. Sending himself into a panic attack and a bad one at that. He cried and screamed, pulling at his hair; digging his nails into his skin.

Sirius watched, he wanted to help Remus he really did but he didnt move. He had watched him attack Iris and did nothing, and Remus blamed himself. He came to his senses and grabbed Remus’ arms and wrestled him so they looked at each other. “Stop.” he said demandingly, “She wouldnt leave you, she begged to be here. She risked everything for you Remus; I have never seen someone love someone else as much as she does you. To be honest I’m so jealous of what you have. I want to be like you both; she put herself in harm’s way for you, I know for a fact everything she does is for you; she fucking loves you” his heart stung. “And your right” It was his turn to cry, “I’ll never understand that because the one girl I would trade the world for wants nothing to do with me”

Sirius let go of Remus and began to sob, Remus watched his friend. Slowly he leaned over and hugged him, the two cried; both wondering what they had done to deserve any of this.

James and Peter ran through the woods calling out for their friend. “IRIS” James screamed out, not caring what animal he would attract. Peter looked under every rock, nook, and cranny he came across. “JAMES” he heard Peter call, James ran to his friend. He pushed Peter away, there sat Iris. Her breathing was shallow, blood covered every part of her. She was dying. Peter looked at James fearfully.

“Peter stays with her” He nodded and knelt down to the girl. James ran to the front of the forest, dodging trees and roots. Finally, after what seemed like thousands of miles he arrived at the outskirts of the forest, booking it to Hagrid’s cabin, he banged on the door. “HAGRID” he screamed continuing to bang, the door opened. Hagrid stood there in the nightcap, clearly, he had just been woken up from his sleep. “What is it, James?” he said grumpily rubbing his eyes. “It’s Iris,” James said with clear panic in his voice, Hagrid’s expression changed. “Where is she,” he said sternly.

Peter pushed Iris’s hair behind her ear, he held his hand to her head where there was a particularly deep gash. He heard footsteps behind him, grabbing his wand he pointed it at the people. Hagrid and James. “Move boy,” Hagrid said, looking down at Iris; the two boys saw something they never thought they would see from Hagrid. Fear. He picked her up gingerly, “James go get Professor McGonigal” James opened his mouth and Hagrid shot him a look. Potter nodded and ran to the castle.

“Peter come with me” The two ran through the forest, Iris growing limper by the second. They arrived at the castle, and at the front doors stood McGonigal and James. When seeing Iris Minerva put her hand over her mouth in shock. “Hagrid, take her to Dolly” Hagrid nodded and walked inside. The two boys tried to follow but she stopped them. “My office Potter and Pettigrew. Now,” she said sternly the boys nodded and walked inside.

Minerva noticed another set of figures walking to the castle, Sirius helped Remus who limped along and up the hill. When the two were close enough that they could see her face she called out to them. “Lupin go get cleaned up and then my office immediately, as for you Black you can go straight there” The two nodded and walked inside. Minerva slammed the large oak door and walked swiftly to the headmaster’s office.

All four boys sat in her office, heads down with looks of regret on their faces. Minerva sat down at her desk, they looked up. “What happened?” she asked calmly. “Where is Iris?” Remus asked quickly, “Ms.Lebelle is in proper care right now, now tell me. What happened.” none of the boys said anything; gilt was etched on each of their faces. She sighed, “Pettigrew tell me,” she said looking at the smallest boy. Before he could respond James interrupted him, “We found her in the woods, she clearly had been attacked” While he wasn’t lying he was very much dancing around the whole truth. “Yes I noticed Potter,” she said looking at him. “Mr.Lupin has an excuse for what he was doing during the early morning, you three however have yet to tell me what you were doing”. It was Sirius’s turn to speak, “It’s my fault,” he said. Remus looked at him, “I asked Iris to come with us for a morning stroll, I thought it would be funny to take her into the woods” he looked down at his lap. “I didn’t know this would happen” shame in his voice. Minerva nodded, “well thank you for being honest Mr.Black; however, you three will be given detention for a month and you sir will be given 3 months’ worth as well as staying after my class to help clean up” Sirius nodded.

Now you have all had a long night so you may head to bed. They all stood except Remus, they walked until Peter noticed he wasn’t with them. “Remus?” he asked quietly, Remus stood and said nothing. Following behind his friends.

Talk of what had happened the previous night had spread through the school like wildfire. The marauders walked into the great hall and were greeted with stares from every table. Lily ran over to them and hugged James tightly. “James are you alright?” she asked as he hugged her back. “I heard what happened” She buried her head in his shoulder and he nodded. Marlene looked over at the group from her seat next to Dorcus and an empty space where Lily had been sitting seconds prior. She looked at Sirius, concern in her eyes. He stared back, she gave a small wave to him; surprised at her action he waved back. “Lupin,” a voice said behind them, Jame let go of Lily and turned with the others. There wand in hand stood Regulus.

Behind the younger boy stood a group of Slytherins and one or two Hufflepuffs. “Where is she” he spat, glaring daggers at Remus. “What did you do” he stepped closer to the group, “Reg don’t do anything rash,” Sirius said calmly. Regulus ignored the warning and pointed his wand at Remus. “I’ll ask you one more time, what did you do?” Remus said nothing. The room was silent, all staring at the confrontation. Regulus put down his wand, placing it in his cloak he walked over and socked Remus right in the nose.

All hell broke loose, the two fought; striking each other over and over again. Lily yelling at Remus to stop, Regulus’ friends egging him on; Sirius trying to stop the brawl and everyone cheering for either Remus or Regulus. After a bit, they pulled the two apart, “Stay away from her, you monster!” Regulus screamed trying to get away from his Brother. James held Remus back who was trying to grab his wand to hex the younger Black. James pulled Remus away and Sirius for Regulus taking him out of the great hall.

After all classes had ended Remus walked alone to the hospital wing. He ran headfirst into a man dressed in a formal suit, “oh sorry” he said calmly. Remus looked up, the man didnt look down at him; instead right over him. A bird perched on his shoulder, it squawked Remus’ name. “Remus Lupin, Remus Lupin” it repeated, the man smiled softly and looked down a bit more still a tad over Remus but close enough. “You must be Remus,” he said calmly, “yes” the young boy replied. “Im Gregory Lebelle,” he said calmly, Remus opened his eyes widely “I’ve heard a lot about you the older man chuckled; Iris is very fond of you” Remus laughed awkwardly. “How is she?” he asked shamefully, “she’s doing better, she is at Saint Mungo’s her father is with her.” Remus nodded.

“I’m so sorry,” he said tearing up, “it’s alright, she’s strong and will be back soon”. Remus looked up at him, “I know what you’re going to say” Gregory breathed out calmly. “Don’t, she needs you more than you think, I’ve never seen her so happy than when she’s been with you” The man reached out and patted Remus on the head. “She really does love you” Remus sniffed, “she loves me?” he asked; he nodded at the boy. “Something tells me you two will have many more adventures together but you have to let trust her okay young man?” Remus nodded. “Good now I must be going” he walked around the boy. “Oh and Remus?” Gregory turned around; “you should come over for dinner something tells me you’ll love my husband’s dinner” he winked at the boy and walked away.

Remus stood there in shock but smiled to himself.

A month later Remus sat reading a book in the common room, Sirius busted in startling him. “Remus!” he yelled, Remus looked to his friend. “Shes back” Remus shot up; he let the book fall to the ground. He ran out the door and too the entrance hall, there stood Iris who was hugging Lily. He stopped, looking at her, the two girls let go of their embrace. Iris looked up to see him, she dropped her bags. He ran to her and hugged her, he sobbed into her shoulder; “I’m so sorry” he cried. Pulling away he kissed her face all over, she laughed. “Remmy,” she said smiling at him, he looked at her. “It’s okay” he hugged her and thats where they stood never wanting to let go.

#remus x reader #ocs #sirius black #james potter #peter pettigrew #marlene mckinnon #sirius x marlene #remus lupin #harry potter #maruders #hufflepuff #gryffindor #gryffinpuff #regulus black

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fluxweeed · 1 year

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10 first lines

share the first lines of ten of your most recent fanfics / wips

hi @teeteringpileofunusednotebooks and @nv-md! tysm for the tag + i’m sorry i’m so late!! mari – i’m ridic excited for your stupid number of WIPs – also i feel like you’ve started writing at least? two more? since you posted your version? i’m laughing, but with love. ali – your lines are all so perfect and make me miss ur writing so much! nv-md binge incoming!!!

the last time i did this was exactly 10 published fics ago, so this is actually perfect timing! last time i also completely ignored the rules and talked in-depth about each line, and u kno what? tumblr is about the only place i feel comfortable being stupidly self-indulgent, so here we are again lmao 🙈

in reverse chronological order:

1. For Lack of Wanting (8.4k, E, unrequited drarry)

I was obsessed with him, you know.

(this line and also the entire first section is so tell-y but tbh i purposefully didn’t care. i just wanted to write some fucked-up unrequited roleplay sex, you know? sometimes you have to forget about writing good and just treat urself)

2. Still the pine-woods scent the moon (15.5k, E, remus/harry)

It seems like a reasonable idea, at first.

(so this fic actually started off as a sirius/harry after i went on a huge @lqtraintracks bender one weekend [and if u haven’t already, stop what ur doing and go inhale all 19 lqt sirius/harry fics immediately]. then i realised there was nothing i could really add to a sirius/harry fic that hadn’t been done already - but i came across this art and it lodged itself into my brain forever. it’s just the vibes, u know?? how soft remus looks but also the way he’s looking right at the camera?? that man is in CONTROL. so anyway then obv i needed to find a way to get him into grimmauld place so he could walk in on draco fucking harry in the arse. thus: first line.)

3. Ferrety Little Mouths and How to Snog with Them (5k, T/M, soft drarry kissing)

“And she lost her shit, can you believe it?”

(can’t rly take credit for this one; this whole section with draco talking about his ex is almost word-for-word a convo i had with a friend about their ex and their friend who was weird about it. not quite sure the phrase “she lost her shit” was used, but that was def the vibe.)

4. Two to Lie and One to Listen (85k, E, drarry fake relationship [sort of])

She’d got another letter from the Ministry that morning. It was from the Muggle Liaison Office this time.

(god, this fic. in the very first draft, hermione was the legit villain: the sort of friend who is well-meaning and loudly supportive, but is lowkey bigoted and doesn’t think that queer relationships are as meaningful as straight ones. then before the first big rewrite i started thinking more about her motivations and had the idea of making her trans – both to give her a non-bigot reason for agreeing to help draco hide his sexuality and not tell harry about it [it’s all about the trauma, folks!!], but also as a nice little fuck-you to jkr. so then she needed more of her own storyline, bc it felt like a bit of a cop-out to be like “hey this character is trans i swear! anyway let’s mostly ignore her and have her get in the way of the main pairing” [which, honestly, is still sort of the vibe of the fic], so she got her big Let’s Change The World Campaign.

the first version of this prologue was from draco POV; the second version was hermione POV but she was sooo mean and angry; this one is the third attempt. i wanted to show her desperate attempts at making any kind of change, anywhere at all, so it’s a bit more plausible that when she runs into draco malfoy, she’s like “ok yeah sure let’s pretend to be boyfriendgirlfriend!” lol. also does it bother anyone else that there are three different tenses in this one line? everything about this fic makes me sick lmfao)

5. Per my last letter (I hope you choke on it) (10k, T, epistolary author!harry/publishing-grunt!draco)

CURRICULUM VITAE: Draco L. Malfoy

(can’t remember whose idea it was to start with a cv? it seems like the sort of lazy backstory shortcut i would do, lmao, unless it was actually @lastontheboat’s idea, in which case it was a genius move to introduce draco’s work struggle and set the tone for his journey thru the rest of the fic)

6. An Auror Error (1k, T, stupid drarry auror fic written in tongue-twisters)

Harry shivered under Malfoy’s stern glare.

(1. wanted it to be left a bit ambiguous what harry’s actually feeling here [reality: he’s shivering bc he thinks draco is sexy when he glares, but also he could be scared bc he’s being interrogated?] 2. playing around a little bit with the s/sh sounds. easing into the nonsense to come.)

7. Eight o’clock, tomorrow evening (11.5k, E, drarry legilimency sex)

It was seven fifty-five, and Draco’s stomach churned.

(listen, i thought i was doing something with the title being a line from the end of The Four Doors, which this fic is a lil sequel to. this first line was (a) tying that together even more and also (b) establishing the POV switch from harry POV in 4D)

8. The Taste of Țuică (15k, E, ron/harry/draco)

Mum always says my problem is that I care too much. I think that’s nonsense, honestly—one of those meaningless things mums say to make you feel better about overreacting to stupid shit. But I can’t deny that I care about my friends. I mean, really care about them. You know?

(i’m including the whole first line here instead of just the sentence bc i was trying to do sooo much here, lmao. first, i wanted to really ground this fic in ron POV, and the weasleys are so very Family [u know??], so i wanted to get that in asap. i also wanted to get in ron’s maybe-demisexuality in there – i love love LOVE getting characters to explicitly state something about themselves while also simultaneously not realising it at all [seriously i do this all the time, promptly forget about this if ever u plan to read one of my fics bc it will be all u can see now haha] and this absolutely an example of that. poor old ron is going “hey i love my friends soooo much, i love hermione, and also i love harry, i just love them both SO MUCH. wait why tf did i kiss harry that one time???” what a chump.)

9. Belatedly Consummated (4k, E, drarry post-arranged marriage fuck)

The problem is: Harry can’t stop touching Draco.

(idk man i just really liked the thought of these two idiots having to cohabit and try to remain platonic while they get a magical boner every time they touch each other ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ this one also gave me a chance to do another thing i rly like to do, which is take the first line and make it the last line, except the last line is somehow Resolved. last lines are fuckin HARD, i use this trick all the time, pls also forget this one before reading any of my fics, ty)

10. Show them the night that they dreamed about before (6.5k, E, percy/harry/draco)

Draco’s first thought is, Huh, Potter’s here again.

His second thought is, What is he doing, bent over the desk like that?

His third thought is, Oh. Weasley is fucking him.

(i think this was the first thing i wrote for this fic and i lowkey still love it. i think it’s maybe a bit confusing? clunky? i feel like one of my beta’s didn’t like it? but it makes me laugh and also i enjoy the mental image of percy going to town on harry and draco standing there experiencing a whole-ass face journey while otherwise completely motionless, so.)

BONUS WIPS:

1. 10k/15kish written, E, silly drarry vagina fic

As soon as Harry wakes up, he knows that Something is Not Right.

(i feel like this might stay the same in the final version? this wip is about 5 years old lmao but i’ve been playing with this beginning section a bit recently. have made it 100% sillier and imo it’s improved it so much. still not sure i’ll ever finish it.)

2. 27k/50kish written, M, drarry polyjuice clubfic

In general, Harry is grateful for Hermione’s efforts to keep him alive.

(i strongly suspect i’m going to rewrite this entire first scene once i actually finish the fic and realise there are secret themes that currently elude me. atm it works as a way of getting them to where they need to be [on a brisk morning walk!] and also as a joke later on in the fic, but there’s nothing else really going on with it.)

god i’m so sorry for hijacking a simple tag game to talk about myself at such obnoxious length ;_; hope it encourages more writers to talk about their processes tho, i need more fic writing meta content now galla’s bonus podfic episodes are offline. tag me if u do this / come across this pls!!! love u ❤️

#ali idk why i can't tag u properly this happens all the time i'm so sorry ;_;#if you've blocked me but also tag me in things occasionally that's such a power move and i respect it #fair warning to anyone tempted to click the read more button: this post is 1.5k words long #be kind to urself and keep scrolling x #my fic #tag game

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thatblackravenclaw · 2 years

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Idiots In Love

Masterlist

author note: I'm not quite sure how I feel about this one. I like it, but I'm not sure if you all will like it. Let me know lovelies.

Poly!Marauders x fem!gryffindor!reader

word count: 924

warning(s): fluff, mutual pining, communication is key, not proofread because I'm lazy

Telling your guy best friends that you’re in love with them shouldn’t be too hard, right? Just say it. I can’t. We’ve been best friends for years and now all of a sudden I want more? But it’s not like that. Not at all. I’ve been in love with them since I truly got to know them all. Is it right to be in love with all three? It doesn’t feel wrong.

“Uh oh. Something’s going on in that little head of yours. Spill.” Sirius says after kissing me on my forehead.

I focus back in on my surroundings and see that Remus, James, and Sirius have all joined me in the common room. I could tell them. I could tell them all right now. It’s perfect. We’re the only ones in here.

I look them all in the eyes and realize that I seriously lack the most important Gryffindor trait, courage.

“Just the history paper that Binns assigned us. I was kind of dozed during the lesson, so I’m not quite sure what to write.”

“What’s it supposed to be on?” James asks.

“Uhm, the Werewolf Code of Conduct of 1637.”

“So you have a werewolf best friend and decided not to ask for help on the subject?” Sirius asks me with the utmost sass in his tone.

“Well, excuse me, but last time I checked Remmy wasn’t even alive in 1637 and why would I assume he knew the history on the matter?”

“As that may be true, I actually read up on it one night when I couldn’t sleep, so I can help you. We can go to the library whenever you’re free.”

I don’t know if I can handle being alone with him with my emotions at an all-time high like this.

“Yeah, sure. Sounds great. Want to go after dinner?”

“Works for me.” He says with a smile.

My heart is beating erratically. I can’t even hear what the new topic is due to the blood rushing in my ears.

“I’m going to be up in my room if you guys need me. Marlene needs my help with something.” I say suddenly without meeting their eyes. I stand and then walk upstairs.

I didn’t full lie. Marlene does need help. Not from me though. We’re both in love with our best friends and there’s nothing we’re doing about it. She’s in love with Lily and Dorcas but refuses to tell them.

I open the door to find her dramatically laid upon her bed.

“Hey Marls”

“Hey.” She says seeming very short with me.

“Oh? What did I do this time?”

“You left me to deal with my sorrow.”

“Oh, please.” I say, letting a laugh out.

“Lily was so brilliant in class today. She does charms so easily. It’s amazing.”

“Yes, yes, we know. Lily’s the brightest witch in our year, Dorcas’ laugh in contagious, they’re both so blah blah blah” I say with humour as to not be mistaken as being bitter about her love for our roommates.

“Alright, I talk about them a lot. So what? Also, as much as I love her, she’s second best. Everyone knows it’s you who takes top spot.”

I smile at the compliment and continue about the room to calm my nerves. I hear a creek by the door and see Lily and Dorcas. My smiles drops. Not to a frown but a neutral expression.

“You’re in love with us?” Dorcus asks while not taking her eyes off of Marlene; My attention going to her as well. By the look in her eyes, I can tell that her heart dropped.

I grab my school supplies and make a swift exit out of the door.

I make it to the top of the stairs but don’t go down. I hear the dulcet tones of Remus talking to who I assume are the others.

“We have to tell her. We can’t continue to sit around ignoring how we feel.”

How they feel?

“How do you suppose we say it then Moony? Say, “Hey, we know we’ve been best friends for years, but for the majority of those years we’ve been in love with you and want to know if you’ll have us?” Sirius says with irritation and anxiousness laced in his tone.

“You know,” pause, “That actually wasn’t bad.”

“Yes.” A voice that’s between a whisper and a normal tone. I didn’t know it was my voice until all three of them looked at me. I had walked halfway down the stairs without realizing it.

“You weren’t supposed to find out like that.” Says Remus, meeting me at the bottom of the stairs.

We walk over to the couch. I sit on the chair to the left of them to see all of their faces. I look over to James who has not talked since I got down here. I find that he is already looking back at me.

“Is it true Jamie?” I ask.

I see him blush at the nickname. He nods his head yes. I move my eyes to the others. Them both looking at me with anticipation.

“Seems you lot have beaten me to the punch.” I confess, leaning back against the chair.

Their eyes brighten at the confession.

“I know we’ve been best friends for years, but for the majority of those years I’ve been in love with you and want to know if you guys will have me?” I repeat the speech from earlier.

It seems we all had the same idea because we all stand and embrace.

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The School for Young Assasins, pt III (the final part)

*credits for the drawing to @serpenera. Thank you for letting me use it!🤍

Note: I know it's been a while but I just couldn't write the ending right. Thanks to my burnout I got from coding daily for the past month and a half now I finally got to finish this story. And I hope you like it. Enjoy!🤍 tagging @smilingformoney and @astronova-00 to let them know that the story they showed interest into finally got its conclusion.

Warnings: to not spoil anything i'll say just death and a lot of talk about it and about suicide, also angst as hell. Again, if you're a maurader stan, this is just a work of fiction, James and Sirius take the role of Kurt and Ram, period. No massive editing, just raw material.

Part 1 // Part 2

“Put those back!” Veronica urged, looking panicked from left to right to check if anyone in the library heard or saw anything.

“So you’re familiar with them… All the better,” Severus smirked at her, putting the two pistols back in his school bag. He hunched over it, trying to fit them inside as they were before he showed them to Veronica.

“I’m not ignorant as others in the Muggle Studies class,” she whisper-shouted at him. Severus knew who those others Veronica mentioned. They were all those dunderheads that didn’t deserve to breath a second more, the ones he and Veronica would take care of. He could already imagine them two conquering the world from the shadows, two rogues against the system, always two steps ahead.

“But how are you going to scare them if you plan to kill them? Dead bodies can’t feel.” Veronica wanted for all this to be a dream but she could tell by seeing him so confident near her that this was all reality, his reality, their reality, her reality. Severus didn’t respond so she continued: “You already shot at them with blanks, that won’t scare them if you thought about it. Plus, where in Merlin’s name did you get them?” Her eyes met his school bag.

The guns, always the guns, why can’t she just go with the flow and thank me later? Always asking questions, too many questions, he thought.

“When you have a drunk, violent, and muggle father, you’d be amazed to see what one can find in the house waiting to be taken.” And it was true. Severus found one pistol in the bathroom of his father’s house. The bastard tried to take his life from the looks of it, and he couldn’t even manage to do the deed. Coward. One pistol turned into two with the help of a multiplying charm. You know what they say, you can’t make a killer if you don’t squeeze the trigger with your own finger. “And we’re going to use Ich luge bullets,” Severus added nonchalantly.

“Ich lu - What?”

“Ich luge bullets. The nazis used them in World War Two to fake their own deaths.” He could tell Veronica didn’t understand a word he said, but it was all good. It meant his charade would hold for long enough. “Muggle history. I didn’t expect you to know it. You’re pureblood after all. But thanks to them we can forge their suicide and make it look like a suicide pact. The bullets will leave them unconscious for some hours. It would probably damage some tissue but it won’t be anything deadly.”

“You’re sure it’s safe?” Oh, she was so delicious with her innocence. He would miss her once he turned her to his liking.

“Of course. Now, for the suicide scene. We shoot them and make it look like they shot each other and by the time they wake up, they’ll be the laughing stock of this school. And for the final piece, we need a suicide note.”

“And what did you have in mind?” Veronica asked, her face blank, with no indications of her true feelings. If you want to mingle with the predator, you have to act like one. Severus smiled when he noticed this and added proudly: “How about ‘James and I died because we had to hide our gay forbidden love from a misapproving world.’?”

“I can make it work,” she smirked at him. Veronica decided then to give him one more chance. If it turned out to be a messed up joke, fine, haha and move on, trying to make Severus see that the world wasn’t such a harsh place as he thought. But if it was the opposite, some cruel thing with consequences like the Heather Chandler accident, then it was goodbye.

And so they planned the encounter with James and Sirius for the remainder of their time in the library. By the time they each went to their common rooms, the note was written, the weapons distributed to both of them, and the lure set.

The lure consisted of a letter inviting James and Sirius to a menage a trois with Veronica in the forbidden forest, that night, at around 9. The letter emphasized this fantasy of hers and how shy she was about it until she gave it a second thought.

******

There they were. Both James and Sirius were facing Veronica in a moonlit clearing far from curious eyes. She tried to control her urge of fidgeting and biting her bottom lip nervously. She could feel the coldness of the gun’s barrel against her lower back and couldn’t think of anything else, no matter how hard she tried.

“Glad you could come!” Veronica managed as seductively as she could. “I’ll ask you each to step in the circle closest to you,” she said as they appeared on the ground with a wave of her hand. James and Sirius stepped inside without any fuss, too excited by the prospect of making the “once nerdy, now hot bombshell hanging with the Heathers” theirs. “Now strip for me!” They got rid quickly of their cloaks, shirts were discarded and when they got to their belts James raised his head, eyebrows meeting in a silent question, trying to make Sirius look at him.

“What about you, Veronica?” Sirius voiced the other’s query.

“I thought you could rip my clothes off of me, sport!” She gave them a reassuring wink. Veronica prayed for this to end soon. She felt sick, dirty, ashamed. What did she think she was doing so late after curfew? Playing good auror-bad auror with Severus in front of those two Hogwarts bullies? And with what purpose? So they could feel what the others felt in the presence of their “attention”?

Veronica was suddenly pulled out of her thoughts by James. “What about now?” Yeah, what about now, Veronica?

“Now I’m gonna count to three. One…” Her right hand slipped under the cloak on the way toward her back. “...two…” Fingers found the cold metal of the pistol and curled around it. The air felt heavy in her lungs and seeing the eyes of James and Sirius gleem in excitement, her knowing what it’s going to really happen, didn’t help very much.

“Three,” a deep voice shouted from the sky. All three of them lifted their eyes, only to see a dense shadow floating between branches. A sudden explosion broke the silence, disturbing the forest, and making Veronica’s eardrums hurt, followed by a short flash of orange light that seemed to hit Sirius in the chest, knocking him unconscious. Creatures from the forest started to cry and run in a chaotic pattern.

“Now, Veronica!” The shadow screamed and Veronica remembered what she was supposed to do. Her fingers felt numb from squeezing the grip during the first gun shot and almost dropped the pistol when she released it from the elastic of her skirt. She pointed the barrel toward a scared and confused James and squeezed the trigger. BANG!

The bullet hit the tree left to James. His eyes were as wide as a niffler’s who was caught stealing and turned to run, forgetting his clothes and his wand on the ground near the circle he was in moments before.

“He’s escaping… Shoot him!” The voice was behind her now, but she couldn’t care less what he was saying. She let a wild laugh leave her parted lips.

“Did you see him? His eyes?” Veronica asked, turning to face Severus. His face was livid with anger, eyes hunting for a glimpse of James. She stilled her laughter, the worse things now coming in the front of her mind. Then her head turned to Sirius’ limp body on the ground, a thin trail of blood smearing the right corner of his mouth, a bullet wound ornating the left side of his chest like a morbid, wild rose.

“I’ll catch him. Stay here!”, and he rose up into the air, disappearing in the night in the direction James ran.

“Sirius! You’re alright, aren’t you?” There was once more silence in the clearing, too much for her liking. “Sirius!” She pleaded again, this time shaking him gently in the shoulder with the tip of her foot, pistol still in her hand. But he didn’t open his eyes, his chest didn’t rise and fall with the hint of breathing. He remained stiff in the same position he fell, on his back, arms by his side, mouth half open in shock. Veronica didn’t need anymore hints to know he was in fact dead. Ich luge bullets… How could she be so stupid?

From deep inside the forest the sound of another gunshot came to her. This is it. He’s done it. He lied to me, he used me. He killed them. Who could he kill now? It’s me. I know too much. It’s gonna be me. Severus is going to kill me.

“Problem solved,” Severus panted from behind her, reaching for her shoulder. He gave it a short squeeze and went to search in her school bag. “Now let's leave that note somewhere and get out before Hagrid decides to investigate what those sounds were,” he said as he rose to his feet, the false suicide note in his hand.

Severus went to Sirius’ body and left the note near him, then grabbed the pistol from Veronica’s hand and put it in Sirius’ right hand. “I left mine with James.” As if this was soothing for her or something. “Let’s go!”

He grabbed her waist and flew them to the wooden bridge where no one would think to look for them and where they could celebrate their success. At least that’s what Severus daydreamed.They landed and as soon as her feet felt the hard wood under them, Veronica tore his hands off of her and took several steps back from him.

“I’ll find my way to the Ravenclaw Tower by myself,” she mumbled, eyes fixed to the ground in front of her. “It’s pretty late, you should head back to the dungeons too before Filch or someone else finds you out of bed.” Veronica began to turn around but she was blocked by Severus’ hand grabbing her arm tightly.

“What are you talking about? I’ll take you there. I’m never letting you go, Veronica!” She flinched at his confession. She didn’t expect this of all things possible.

“Let me go, Severus! This is over. Us, whatever it was, it was over the moment you shot Sirius.” Severus let his hand drop from her arm and stared at her in disbelief. All he sacrificed for her, for them. Was she really that stupid? Was she really a dunderhead like the rest of them? No, not that. He wouldn’t have become so involved in this relationship if she was like the rest. He just made an error of judgment. Severus thought Veronica was ready for this, for his type of living, but it turned out she wasn’t. And he was left trying to fix what he had broken.

“You say it’s over but you’re wearing my cloak.” He smirked at her. Veronica was then aware of the fact that she indeed wore one of Severus’ green collared cloaks. He gave it to her after that night he made love to her in the clearing and she took it from her trunk because she looked for the comfort his smell provided before performing that sick joke to James and Sirius.

“Damn you and this cloak and me for not figuring it all out sooner!” Veronica shouted into the night, struggling to get the cloak off of her shoulders. In her confusion she didn’t notice Severus taking one step toward her. Veronica only felt his big, warm hands capturing her face. His thumbs were caressing her cheeks in up and down motions. She froze in place and stared at him in disbelief. Veronica expected him to scream at her, to jinx her, to throw her off the bridge, not coming at her with this tenderness that broke her heart.

“I love you, Veronica Sawyer! I may not be the pureblooded snob your parents want you to marry, but you're stuck with me, it seems.” Her cheeks were blushing. From his confession, from anger, from the temperature difference between the cold night and his hot breath on her skin. “All I did from the moment I met you, I did it for you. Heather hurt you, I took care of it. James and Sirius overstepped their boundaries again, I took care of that too.”

“You lied to me…”

“And I’d lie over and over again if I could keep you safe.” His eyes gleamed in the darkness.

“You call this safe?”

“Life isn’t fair and it bites you and chews that bit of you very slowly so it would hurt even longer. What we did is nothing more than assuring it won’t happen as often as before. We did a good thing. They won’t be able to bite, and spit, and mock, and torture just because they want to.”

“Severus, I don't see it like you do…” Veronica tried to escape his grasp once more but he kept her there, his fingertips finding their way to her hair.

“You’ll see. I promise you that, I’ll make you see,” and Severus brought her lips closer and crashed his against hers, searching for reciprocation. But all he found was reluctance. Veronica didn’t even touch him, let alone embrace him. He forced his mouth on her even more, eyebrows scrunched in concentration. He wanted to feel her passion too. It was there, Severus knew it, it was Veronica’s stubbornness that wouldn’t let it unfold. He broke the kiss and looked her in the eyes, searching for a clue of some kind. Severus found them glassy, and a little red from trying not to cry.

“Until then I don’t want to be near you again,” she breathed and ran away from him. It didn’t matter if Severus heard her, or understood her. This was about keeping the promise she made to herself.

Fine, of course, she is still influenced by the others. I should have thought about this before. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. I need to end the others too. That’s how I make her see. I’ll bring quiet and peace in her life. I’ll eliberate her. Just wait, Veronica. I’ll come for you. His thoughts raced and he took off flying, going to the Astronomy Tower to think and plan all in the privacy the tower provided.

******

A few weeks passed by avoiding each other in the hallways. It was easier than avoiding the James and Sirius scandal anyway. Severus was right about one thing: they would end up being the laughing stock of the school. Rumors circulated among students more violently than wildfyre did, and as much as Veronica wanted to shout in everyone's face what the truth really was, she couldn’t because of Severus.

Severus? He was quieter than usual. He didn’t try to talk to her after that night, didn’t leave her notes. It was like she never met him in the first place. It worried her and comforted her at the same time. But nevermind Severus at this point. The NEWTs were approaching and Veronica focused on that when her mind forgot about him.

This and hanging out with the Heathers. Heather Duke took over after Chandler’s “suicide”. It wasn’t the same. Duke was more bossy and absurd than Heather Chandler. The perks of being chief popular I guess, Veronica thought. Did she bully Heather McNamarra to an inch of killing herself? Yes, she did. It was Veronica who stopped the Hufflepuff from doing something she couldn’t undo. Did she start gathering signatures for some school club or other, mocking and stalking and terrifying whoever dared to deny signing that piece of parchment? Yes, she did.

Veronica couldn’t care less about anyone at that point. Her thoughts seemed to keep bouncing to Severus. Will he come after me? I know too much. I know he’ll come after me, but when? How?

The day she sensed for the first time in a while his gaze on her through the crowd of students in the halls she panicked. Severus following her around did nothing but aggravate her state. This is it, she thought.

Everywhere she went, Severus was just around the corner. The panic turned to fear, who turned to dread, who turned into an idea. The only way he was going to let her be is if she was dead.

Climbing the stairs to the Ravenclaw Tower Veronica could still feel him behind her. Good, she thought, come and see with your own eyes.

That was the day Severus was going to let Veronica know about his big plan and drag her out, by force if necessary, to see and understand what he meant that night. He made his way after her to the Ravenclaw Tower, answered the riddle, and sneaked into the common room. It was deserted. All the better. It was lunchtime so most likely the other students were there, having their last lunch. He got to the staircase to the girls’ bedrooms and flew straight to Veronica’s room, avoiding the enchanted steps.

“Veronica, I know you’re in there, open the door!” Severus shouted through the wood, one hand turned into a fist that kept banging the door’s frame. “Veronica, don’t make me come in there. Just open the door and indulge me with your presence!” Silence.

Severus started to feel his stomach sink in an all knowing feeling. She’s behind that door dead. Veronica please don’t be dead, please. With a nonverbal spell he unlocked the door and entered. His knees were beginning to get weak and they buckled when he took in the sight of Veronica’s body hanging from a rope made of sheets. Her body was still warm and soft. Only if I acted earlier, she might still be alive. He let a quiet sob escape, a single tear tainting his cheek, before composing himself.

“I’m so sorry to find you like this, Veronica! It’s my fault in some way. You weren’t ready, I should have known that. But it’s too late now unfortunately. You know, I had prepared a surprise for you today. A gift one might consider. I planned to run away with you tonight after we watched the castle burn together. That was my surprise. Beside the gun I brought some explosives. From my father also. He’s a miner. I didn’t know what I would use them for when I took them. You gave them use. I do this for you. I’ll see you on the other side.”

Severus’ cheeks were wet with tears and his voice was nearly failing him by the end. He turned abruptly and left, shutting the door behind him.

Seconds passed like centuries, and Veronica’s muscles were sore from keeping herself up and making sure the sheets were loose enough for her to sneak shallow, hurried breaths. She let herself fall limp on the ground, her lungs burning for air and mind burning for explanations. So Severus was after her in a way, but not to kill her. He wanted to take her with him after…

“The signatures,” she exhaled, her mind running at a massive speed. Summoning her wand, Veronica ran from her dormitory in search of Severus. It might be too late to stop him, but at least she could look him in his eyes in their final moments in a silent cry of Was it worth it? as they burned to ashes.

******

The dungeons were the only place she had to search. By now all the other students and the staff were in the Great Hall for dinner which was what Severus looked for sure. To have all the victims gathered around in one place while he set up the explosives right under them. That’s what the signatures were for. A massive “suicide pact”.

“Veronica! You’re dead… I saw you dead!” Severus said, his eyes bulged in confusion. Veronica was in front of him, wand pointed straight at his chest. She got there while he was turned to grab a box of cables.

“You were mistaken, Sev-” he let out a tear at the sound of her nickname for him, “-and it seems to me you were mistaken since the moment I saw you.”

Severus’ soft expression turned into a frown.

“I wish your mom would have been a little stronger and would have stayed for you. I wish your dad was good to you. I wish you weren’t mocked and beaten in school and I wish those grownups saw what we all see, what we all face, what you’ve been through.”

“You know nothing of what I’ve been through!” Severus spat, still crying, though he didn’t know the source of the tears. He had his wand pointed at her too by then, his arm trembling slightly.

“You’ve told me enough of it. And they deserve to be punished, yes. They all wronged you, I wronged you too. But we don’t deserve to die. Life is a much harder prison than death.” Veronica was sobbing then too. All she’d been through these past months came back in that moment and turned into tears.

For a minute they kept pointing at each other with their wands, in silence broken only by their whimpers.

“You’re right, darling!” Severus said as he dropped the wand. With a slight move of his wrist the boxes of explosives and cables were gone. Veronica’s knees gave up then and let her fall to the ground, a relieved breath escaping her.

“Life is a much harder prison than death. I love you! Always!” She lifted her head only to see Severus’ black wand pointing at his head, a greenish glow at its point. “Avada Kedavra!”

“Severus,” she whispered in shock. Veronica didn’t have any power left but to stay and look at the lifeless body of her former lover. It might have started as a whim and a lie, but it ended how he always said.

A suicide.

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:Not You: - Sirius Black x F!Reader

A/N: Some of these titles are awful. Minor angst, fluffs. Also I used to go back and forth between first and third person a lot, before switching to second person permanently. This is one of the few that was written in first person.

Summery: Sirius doesn’t handle having feelings well.

Prompts: “I’m just not right for you” / “I can lose anything, but not you”

Word Count: 2669

The Gryffindor common room was mostly quiet, which was strange considering the fact that James, Sirius, Remus, and Peter were all sitting along the wall "doing their homework." As if that was believable for even a minute. Remus was the only one I'd imagine that actually might be working. And of course, James and Sirius were whispering back and forth, laughing to each other.

I looked back at the book in my hands, trying to study for our upcoming Transfiguration quiz. The portrait swung open, I glanced up to find three of the younger girls walking past the boys, all looking at Sirius who had taken a second to smile at them, giggling as they headed to the dorms. I barely had it in me to roll my eyes. It was stupid the way that all of the girls, didn't even matter what house they were in, fawned over Sirius.

I could wonder what it was they saw in him, the stupid girls, but I already knew because I was a bloody hypocrite. Merlin knows I'd had a crush on him since first year, something about his sense of humor, the giant smile always on his face, especially when he was with James, and his smart mouth had always been very appealing. All the girls were stupid. Not because they fancied him, or acted foolish and idiotic in his presence, it was because they all thought that maybe they had a chance with him, the mysterious bad boy from Gryffindor. He ignored every single one, besides flashing grins and occasionally winking at them, which he did often, he honestly didn't so much as flirt with them. They all thought they had a chance to be the one he called his, but the ugly truth was that he wasn't interested in any of them, and it only made them all want him more.

"You know," Lily bounced onto the couch next to me, "you can tell him you like him."

"Yeah, right." I slammed my book shut, looking at the auburn-haired girl, "So he can laugh at me? You know how he gets, and I'm not about to let him turn me into a joke."

"Let who turn you into a joke?" James asked as he walked up to the couch we were sitting on, the rest of the boys in toe. Leaning over, he kissed Lily on the top of the head, the others all looking at me.

"Oh- nothing, just one of the boys in Ravenclaw..." I lied. Sirius raised his brow at me, as did Lily. One of them full of curiosity, the other knowing better.

I was walking down the corridors, making my way to the library, when familiar footsteps matched up with mine. "Where's James? You two never go anywhere without each other."

"He decided to have his girlfriend help him with his homework instead of Moony. He's getting tired of doing it for us apparently." Sirius laughed, brushing a piece of dark hair behind his ear.

"Well, I can't blame him honestly," I smirked.

"So, about this Ravenclaw boy, who is he?" Startled at his question, I stopped in my tracks. "Well?"

"It's none of your business, Sirius." Lost for any other words, I hadn't exactly planned on it being brought up again and had made no effort to elaborate the lie at all.

His eyes were the grey of a perfectly smooth stone, even though I had looked into them hundreds of times, every time I saw them, I was stunned. "Well (Y/N), I'm making it my business."

I stood there, stubbornly; arms crossed over my chest. Sirius grabbed my wrist, gently pulling me into the next empty corridor behind him and pressed my back against the wall, facing me, his arm placed by my head, blocking me from going anywhere. "Who is this boy?" He asked again, dark hair falling back around his face.

"Why does it matter, Sirius? It's just some Ravenclaw boy from class."

He looked stern, almost angry, and then slightly indecisive. His face went completely blank, he let out a breath, and then leaned forward, his face almost touching mine. "I won't allow anyone to make a joke out of you." His words were hot on my skin, and then his lips were hot on mine.

I kissed him back fiercely, grabbing his face between my hands, pulling him closer. His hands were at my waist, pulling my body to his, extinguishing any space that was between us. Sinking into him, he deepened the kiss, slipping his tongue between my lips, my hands tangled up in his hair.

Pulling away to breathe, Sirius looked into my eyes, "I'm sorry." He whispered and then walked off, leaving me in the empty corridor alone, cold taking over the parts of my body that he had been keeping warm.

More confused than I think I had ever been in my life, I continued on my way to the library, the taste of Sirius's mouth fresh on my tongue.

"-and then he just apologized and walked off. I haven't seen him since." I was sprawled out on Lily's bed next to her.

"So, what do -you- think it means? I mean he must obviously fancy you. He doesn't just go around snogging girls in the corridors." She asked. "I can ask James, I'm sure they tell each other everything, those two are worse than girls."

"I don't know, I don't want him to think I'm desperate, or that I blabbed." Sighing I rolled over onto my side, thoughts of his mouth on mine flashing through my mind.

"Well, you think he'd expect it. We do tell each other everything. We are girls." Lily laughed.

Deciding it was probably time for bed, I got up and moved into mine. "I suppose I'm just going to sleep on it. We can worry about it tomorrow."

Heading up to the Gryffindor common room after dinner the next day, I found Remus walking in front of me. "REMUS!" I called out, hoping I was loud enough to be heard.

Stopping in his tracks, he waited for me to catch up. "Hey, (Y/N)." We walked side by side the rest of the way.

"Have you seen Sirius today, Remus?" I asked, glancing over to catch his reaction.

His expression didn’t change, he had to know something. "Uh, no. Not really."

I wasn't stupid, but I could act like I was. "Oh, well I was just wondering if he was alright. I'm not sure if he attended any of our classes today, but I noticed that he wasn't at breakfast or at dinner."

"I think James said that he was in classes today, he was just late or sat in the back or something. I'm not really sure, but if I find anything out, I can let you know."

"Alright. Well thank you anyway, Remus. Have a good night." And I walked back up to my dorm.

Sitting there, I waited for Lily to come back, biding my time looking over books and doing homework. The hours seemed to pass by, when finally, Lily made an appearance.

"He's been avoiding me all day, I tried to talk to Remus, but he just lied to me about it, said he didn't know where he was. Also said he'd let me know if he heard anything. I very highly doubt that."

"I just saw Sirius come down from his dorm into the common room, I bet he's still probably there if you wanted to go see him."

I only debated it for a second, before standing to make my way back down the stairs and into the common room. Lily was right, he was sitting on the couch, looking into the fire.

"Sirius..." I called. He jumped as though I had startled him.

"Oh, (Y/N) ... I was just about to head up stairs and get to bed." Sirius said coolly, refusing to meet my gaze.

"I know that you've been avoiding me all day, Sirius. Don't you think we should talk about what happened?" I asked, taking a step towards him.

"There isn't anything to talk about, L/N." My stomach turned cold, as he stepped away, putting more distance between us.

"What do you mean there isn't anything to talk about? You kissed me Sirius, you pushed me up against a wall and kissed me like it meant something." It took everything that I had keep my voice from cracking. My hands started to tremble, as I tried to step forward again.

Sirius kept his distance. "I know what I've done, and it was nothing but a mistake."

"No!" I couldn't hold back any longer. The corners of my eyes started to burn as the tears hiding there tried to escape. "You're lying!"

"I'm just not right for you, Y/N. Just imagine, us together...? It's never going to work out. The only thing we can be is friends." He sounded disgusted, I had no choice but to believe him, but there was no way I was just going to let go on his terms.

"No, Sirius... we can't even be that. I like you, a lot, and I have for years. I won't let you hurt me...you said you won't allow anyone to make me into a joke, but if I stay friends with you after this… that's all I am. Just a big stupid joke." I wouldn't cry, not here, not now, not in front of him.

"Now you're really talking non-sense,” His mouth turned down into a deep frown. "You can't just end our friendship over this petty argument. You just need to get some sleep; do you need someone to get Lily for you?" Who did he think he was? How dare he feel like he deserved to be upset after this, this was all his doing.

"I can get to bed on my own, thanks." I huffed before walking off, deciding that that would be the last thing I would say to him.

I spent the next several weeks nearly alone. I wasn't trying to push away any of my other friends, but I couldn't see them if they were with him. It only took three days for Sirius to realize that I had meant what I said about no longer being friends. Nearly every day since, he had all but got down on his knees and begged me to talk to him, but I just walked past him, acting as if he wasn't even there.

"Sirius won't stop talking about you and it's getting on my nerves." Lily announced one day while we were in the library with James and Remus studying.

"Oh, has he started doing it all the time now? I barely noticed. We've never been able to get him to stop talking about her." James added rolling his eyes, "Isn't that right, Moony?"

Remus sighed, looking at me and Lily. "He really has since we started school first year. If you're not around, you're the only thing he talks about. I'm honestly surprised that he never runs out of things to say."

Lily looked over at me, waiting for me to say something, anything. What happened between me and Sirius had really hurt me, put me in a real bad place. And him. He looked terrible, but there was no way I could talk to him, I already knew how it would go. I would listen to him, let him tell me what's been bothering him, and then feel bad, and forgive him, and then go back to the way things were. Only instead of looking at his lips and wondering what it would be like to kiss them, I would know. And that would be worse.

"I'm not giving in, I can't." Looking back at my book, I could feel all three of them looking at me. "What?"

"Y/N, Sirius is... he's really not doing well." Remus said. "Honestly, I can't remember the last time he ate that we didn't force him."

"Yeah," James piped up, "He just walks around talking about you and how he messed up everything. He sleeps even less than he used to because his nightmares are worse than they were."

My heart sank into my stomach. He looked awful, upset. I could hear it in his voice when he tried to talk to me, which was at least once a day. He was persistent, and up until that point, so was I. We all knew that he had had problems with his family and their Pure-Blood supremacy issues, until last year when he moved in with James' family. But still, he had been having nightmares for years. If they were getting worse -and- he wasn't eating, there was really something wrong.

Suddenly the world around me was a blur. And I couldn't even remember if I had closed my book, or if I had said anything to my friends when I stood from the table. I don't think I could feel my body as I ran, as hard and as fast as I could out of the library. All I could feel was my heart pounding in my chest, all I could hear was the blood in my ears, and all I knew, was that I NEEDED to find Sirius. I ran and I ran and I ran, down every corridor, robes flying behind me, knocking into anyone that got in my way.

"SIRIUS? SIRIUS WHERE ARE YOU?" I screamed as loud as I could manage. I couldn't think of anywhere he might be, and just as I was going to give up, I saw a dark mop of hair outside, heading towards the lake.

"SIRIUS!" I yelled, over and over as I ran, he turned around at my voice.

"Y/N?" He ran to meet me, and I ran right into his arms. He picked me up off of the ground, spinning me in circles.

All of our "I'm sorry's" spilled all over each other, my hands on his shoulders trying to pull him into a hug, and I just kept saying it -I'm sorry, I'm so sorry- And he had his large warm hands on my face, brushing my hair out of my eyes, filling my ears with "I'm sorry", "I'll never hurt you again", and "I've missed you so much." I stopped him.

"Sirius, I had no idea how bad it was. I didn't know. James and Remus... they told me everything."

His hands, still on my face, and his lips were covering my own, moving with mine. He tasted the same, minty and some other thing that I couldn't put my finger on. He kissed me slowly, and gently, and like he was afraid to stop. When he finally did pull away, he just looked at me, square in the face, his grey eyes not letting me escape. "If this is what you really want, then I'll give it to you. If you want to be with me, then we're doing this. I have been miserable without you. I can't take this anymore, I can lose anything, but not you... I love you."

"Sirius, we don't have to. If it's not what you want-"

"No, it is everything that I want. I was just scared, I didn't want to ruin our friendship, to lose you, but as long as I have you, I'll never have anything else to lose." I couldn't tear my eyes from his, his lips kept moving but all I could hear was him saying in my head, over and over. I love you. I love you. I love you.

"There was never a boy from Ravenclaw, I was lying. Lily told me to tell you how I felt, but then James walked up and-" Pausing, I stared at him hard. "Sirius, I think that I'm in love with you." I was breathless.

He smiled brightly for the first time in weeks. “After everything you've put me through, you had damn well better be." And he kissed me again.

#sirius x reader #sirius black x reader #sirius black imagine #YourSlytherinPrincess #YSP

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itsjaywalkers · 1 year

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laurie beloved will you give us (me) a little snippet of your fic (as a christmas present) you know how much i love it (i think about it day and night)

OF COURSE I WILL SAM <3 i’m more than happy to obligue. you deserve a snippet for christmas and though i’m not sure if this is enough to be called a gift i hope you enjoy it anyway <333

Lily scowls openly, and takes a few steps forward, until she’s standing right in front of Barty, arms crossed and a red eyebrow arched. He towers over her, more than a head taller than her, but Lily doesn’t recoil, doesn’t show an ounce of fear in her expression. She doesn’t even seem tiny compared to Barty, though he is very clearly looming over her, and he’s bigger, wider than her.

He grins lazily at her, not impressed in the slightest while he surveys her small frame, but in return, Lily doesn’t let herself be intimidated, seizing him up with a quick glance that can only be described as disappointed.

“I’m asking you,” she says, the flatness in her tone not enough to disguise her displeasure. “I don’t know what sort of disagreement you two were having, but I do not care. Any form of violence is completely unacceptable, and if you think I’m just gonna—”

“Evans,” Sirius interrupts, making James jump, his whole body turning towards his best friend automatically. He watches him spit a bit of blood, and his stomach turns at the same time that Remus tenses all over again. Still, Sirius doesn’t pay them any attention. His focus has returned to his brother. “Drop it.”

Lily gives him an annoyed stare, but there’s some concern clouding her eyes. “No, I don’t think I will. He punched you, Sirius! And you may deserve it sometimes, god knows I’ve wanted to do it myself more than once, but that doesn’t mean—”

“Lils.” James is the one who intervenes this time, because he’s watching the way Sirius’ jaw clenches and unclenches every few seconds, and he knows that if Lily keeps pushing this, it isn’t going to end well for any of them. “Lils, let it go. This isn’t—We shouldn’t—” James sighs, and casts a questioning look at Sirius that seems to go completely unnoticed, but he catches the little nod, and he lets out a quiet exhale. “We’re at Sirius’ home. Well, the place that used to be his home.”

Lily scrunches her nose, watching James like he just grew a second head, and he understands the feeling a little too well to blame her for it.

“Are you telling me that Sirius grew up here? In Grimmauld Place?”

James works hard not to cringe, and then he nods, the puzzlement in Lily’s expression only growing.

“But—I don’t understand. Why does he—”

“That,” James cuts her off again, pointing at Regulus with his thumb, and doing his best not to shrink when he snaps his eyes at him, “is Regulus Black. He’s Sirius’—”

“Why don’t you all come inside?” Regulus asks sharply, and James gapes at him, his lips parted and brows shooting up. Evan and Barty also turn to look at him with the same incredulity, but Regulus is ignoring them, his eyes set on James, who gulps at the intensity he finds in his glare. “It seems like there’s a lot we need to talk about, after all.”

#fic: making ghosts #laurie answers #a little snippet for my beloved #i really hope you like it #merry christmas #sam tag

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messers-moony · 3 years

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Secret Boyfriend | R.B

Paring: Regulus Black X Lupin!Fem!Reader

Summary: Keeping secrets seem to run in the Lupin family but one of the two twins has a bigger secret than the other can imagine.

Pitter-patter could be heard inside the Gryffindor Common room. The Scotland weather never really seemed to make up its mind during the period between winter and spring. Nevertheless, it brought a calming atmosphere to the red and gold common room. The five Marauders sat in front of the fireplace, speaking to one another. Remus, Y/n, and Sirius sitting together on a couch. James on an armchair, and Peter sitting on the ground in front of the sofa.

“So, Little Lupin.“ James drawled, “When are you getting a boyfriend?”

Remus chuckled, quickly putting an arm around his twin sister, “Hopefully, never.”

“Maybe I already have a boyfriend, and you lot just don’t know.” Y/n snipped as she elbowed her brother in the ribs slightly, “Oh, come on, paws!” James exclaimed teasingly.

Paws was Y/n’s Marauder name. Her animagus was a Siamese cat, which resembled her personality quite well if you asked Remus. Y/n was quick-witted, independent, intuitive, curious, and affectionate when comfortable. She and Sirius were known to flirt all the time but recently - meaning a couple of months - they hadn’t done it at all. Perhaps Y/n was actually avoiding his flirtatious remarks. Nevertheless, Y/n’s animagus was a direct correlation with her personality.

“Yeah, paws, you’ve been neglecting me recently. I’m not too happy with it either.” Sirius added with a fake pout, “Oh hush it, you two. Leave my sister alone. She’s got no hidden boyfriend.” Remus defended, looking at his sister.

“Right, Y/n?” Remus coughed, and she jumped out of her daydream, “Mhm! Of course.”

Conversation went on as usual. They began discussing new pranks, but Y/n’s jumper pocket felt heavier than usual, knowing what’s inside. It was a cream-colored envelope with the Black family crest as a seal. Y/n knew more than anyone that Sirius wouldn’t be happy to see the familiar logo, but this wasn’t from his parents. It was from his little brother, and Y/n was anxious to give it to him. So when James, Remus, and Peter went upstairs, Y/n pulled him aside before he could leave.

“Padfoot, wait.” Y/n called, and he turned back, “What's up, paws?” Sirius queried, turning to face her.

She sighed and pulled the envelope from her pocket, “Please, read this. It isn’t what you think it is despite the seal.” Y/n stated, handing him the parchment.

“Where did you get this?” Sirius asked as he opened the packaging, “Regulus.” Y/n’s answer was firmer than expected.

Nonetheless, the letter inside seemed essential to his fellow Marauder, so he opened it. Inside he was met with his little brother's prominent handwriting. The black ink treaded so seamlessly across the brown paper. Y/n remembered watching him write it at his desk, desperately trying to collect his thoughts while his hand shook relentlessly. She couldn’t do anything but sit from his bed and watch. Regulus needed to do this alone.

After reading, Sirius slid the letter back inside its packaging, “Well, it’s his fault.”

“Actually, it isn’t.” Y/n quipped, “Listen, Sirius, Regulus is trying. He really is.”

“You would know this how?”

“Because we’ve been friends for a long time.”

“Oh really?” Sirius questioned sarcastically, crossing his arms, “Since when did you and Reggie become so close?”

“He began tutoring me in third year for Potions.” Y/n answered, “You couldn’t have asked Remus?”

“No. “ Y/n shook her head, “Slughorn wanted Regulus specifically.”

“Well then. Full moon tomorrow, hope you’re prepared.” Sirius chirped as he began walking up the steps to his dorm, “I’m always prepared.” Y/n replied to essentially no one.

She sighed. It was apparent Sirius didn’t want to believe what Regulus had written. It would’ve been hard on anyone. But Regulus wanted it to come from him instead of Sirius finding out. Since Y/n’s third year - Regulus’ second year - she felt attracted to him. He always made time for her. It wasn’t until their fourth year when she realized it. In her fifth year, they made it official. Regulus Black and Y/n Lupin were a couple but hidden beneath an invisibility cloak.

Seventh year wasn’t easy. The upcoming war, her brother's lycanthropy, N.E.W.T.S, and Regulus getting the dark mark. Nothing seemed to be working in her favor. Books didn’t even seem to please her anymore. Her eyes wandered while she began to daydream about anything rather than reality itself. People began to notice how lost the girl appeared.

Especially her brother.

Study sessions with her weren’t the same. Some days her eyes would appear glossier than usual as if someone put a coating of lip gloss over them. Maybe they were rimmed with a pastel pink seeming tired and unhappy. The tremors in her hands were hard to ignore as she wrote with her quill. If there’s one thing Remus Lupin was good at, it was being observant; however, there wasn’t time, and he didn’t have the patience to deal with this right now. The full moon approaching meant that Remus’ patience tolerance was down to about none.

There was one thing that brought her clarity. Regulus Black. The Gryffindor common room was always a warm and welcoming atmosphere. In contrast, the Slytherin common room was cold and damp, but it brought her comfort because of the person inside. Y/n padded quietly inside of his prefect hallway, which was beside the Slytherin common. She walked into his bedroom, which was dark.

No candles lit. Just dark. Regulus always felt comfort in the dark, but it wasn’t dark because of that. It was dark because he was absent. Y/n peered over to his desk, where letters sat from his mother and some cousins. Andromeda seemed to try and reach him, but the letter looked unopened. There was one that caught her eye. It was Remus’ handwriting, and it was from him. It was also opened. Y/n knew she couldn’t stay all night. The full moon was due to rise in just two hours.

Picking up the parchment, she began to read:

“ To Regulus Black,

You need to step up. I get it. Sirius has been disowned, but he tries to make an effort. Can’t you see that? Sirius really needs you, and I know that you miss him too. This whole stubborn game of not wanting to talk to each other has gone on long enough.

I know what it’s like to argue with a sibling, and it isn’t pleasant. Suck it up, swallow your pride and talk to Sirius. You don’t have to ultimately make up, but please, he’s trying.

From, Remus Lupin. “

Y/n swallowed down her anger. Who was Remus to get involved in their affairs? If Sirius and Regulus didn’t want to interact, that was their problem, not his. It infuriated her. But she didn’t have time to babble around. Y/n pointed her wand at her and became a cat. Perks of her animagus being allowed at Hogwarts, she could roam around freely without suspicion. Quickly she sprinted down to the Whomping Willow, where she was met with her three Marauders in human form. Y/n transformed back.

“Where were you! I was worried sick!” Remus scolded, “Nowhere, but we need to talk later.” Y/n answered.

They got Remus in the shack and changed into their animagus forms. A stag, a rat, a dog, and a cat. The dog and the cat had the most interaction with the werewolf. Sometimes the dog and werewolf would cuddle up beside each other, whereas the cat would sleep on its own along with the other two animals. The following day Y/n and Sirius lugged Remus up to the hospital wing. Y/n sat beside him the entire time while the other three went off. Sirius and James were off to Quidditch practice. Peter was off to see his girlfriend in Hufflepuff.

Y/n tapped aimlessly on Remus’ hand, “M- Morning.”

“Morning, Moony.” Y/n greeted, “How are you feeling?”

“Phenomenal.”

“Sorry.”

“What did we need to talk about?” Remus questioned, and Y/n tilted her head, “You said we needed to talk before going to the shack.”

“Yes, I did. Um- uh- did you send Regulus a letter by any chance?” Y/n stammered, “I did. Why?”

“I saw it.” Y/n replied shortly, “You saw it?” Remus repeated incredulously.

She nodded, “How did you see it?”

“Regulus and I are friends. Sometimes we hang out in his dorm.” The words seemed like nothing as they rolled off her tongue, “You hang out in the Slytherin dorms? Is that why you always know the password so we can do pranks?”

“Of course.” Y/n chuckled, “I use my privilege to its advantage.”

Remus began to get up but grimaced, causing Y/n to jump up to help him. Gently she eased him to a sitting position. A new scratch on his cheek and multiple on his arms. It’s evident that the cat and the dog had to stop him. The thin scratches on his arms were a cat's nails. The thicker scratch on his cheek was a dog's nails. Remus looked down at his arms.

“I’m sorry.” Y/n muttered, “Not your fault, paws. Who was it this time?” Remus asked.

“Prongs. Apparently, you wanted Prongs.” Y/n answered, and he kissed the top of her head, “Thank you for stopping me.”

“Anything for my brother.”

“Just like anything for our Moony?”

Y/n laughed, “Yeah.”

Paws began to tap on his hand again, until a voice echoed through the hospital wing, “Y/n?”

“Y/n?” The voice called again, and Remus quirked his eyebrow at his sheepish sister, “Y/n!”

Suddenly a black-haired, grey-eyed, pale figure was beside her. He didn’t realize what he was doing until he had already kissed the top of her head worriedly. Y/n turned pink at the affection and the embarrassment of it happening in front of her brother. Remus coughed, and the male stood straight.

“Regulus, what a surprise.” Remus retorted, “Didn’t think you’d ever visit me in the infirmary.”

“Remus, please-“

“I wouldn’t.” Regulus snapped, “Then why are you here?” Remus inquired.

Regulus’ hand was playing aimlessly with the ends of Y/n’s hair, “Moony….” Y/n began at a whisper, “Regulus is my boyfriend.”

“This-“ Remus pointed at them both with a laughing smile, “Is funny.”

“Nice prank, paws, but it isn’t going to work.”

Y/n sighed, “It isn’t a prank, Rem.”

“We’ve been together for about two years now.” She confessed, and Regulus stiffened, “Friends, my ass.” Remus scoffed bitterly.

“Remus, please-“ Y/n began, “No, please just leave. We can talk about this later when I’m in the right frame of mind. Because if you don’t leave, now I might throw a punch.” Remus replied.

She sighed and reluctantly left with Regulus trailing behind her. Y/n didn’t want to cry. It was pitiful. Regulus never had a good relationship with Sirius since Hogwarts, yet he didn’t seem to care. Thankfully, after building the Marauders Map, she knew every little crevice and hiding spot. Pulling back a tapestry, she sat down on the cement floor. Regulus doing the same beside her. Hesitantly he pulled his arm around her shoulders, pulling her into his chest.

“This is pitiful.” Y/n chuckled bitterly, “I’m sorry, Reggie.”

“It isn’t pitiful. You and Remus have a close relationship. It’s okay to be sad about him telling you off.” Regulus replied, placing his chin on the top of her head, “Sirius and I are different. Don’t compare you and Remus with us.”

Y/n nuzzled into his chest, “I saw the letter Remus sent you.”

“I- I saw the way he spoke to you, and I’m sorry.” Y/n stated, “I hope he comes around.”

“I do too, love.” Regulus kissed the top of her head, “ I do too.”

It was quiet for a moment until two figures pulled back the tapestry, “Oi! Get off, little Lupin!” James exclaimed, and Y/n sighed, “Sirius, James, please just leave.”

“What are you doing with my mate's little sister, Regulus?” Sirius interrogated, “Comforting her. She needs me.” Regulus retorted, tightening his grip on her shoulder.

Y/n stood up and pulled Regulus with her, “Come on. We four need to talk.”

The four of them walked into a broom closet. It was a quiet walk. Eerily quiet. It brought shivers down Y/n’s spine at how silent the walk was. The tension was so thick you couldn’t cut it with a knife. The pressure felt like sludge. It was thick and mush. But when Y/n opened the door, the lot of them walked inside. James and Sirius stared expectantly.

“Regulus and I have been dating since my fifth year.” Y/n began, and Regulus intertwined their hands.

“Little Lupin!” Sirius exclaimed, “You weren’t lying when you said you had a secret boyfriend!”

“You scandalous little thing!”

“I can’t believe this.” James stated after running his hand through his hair, “How did Remus take it?”

“Not very well.” Y/n replied, “He kicked me out of the hospital wing when Regulus showed up. “

“He’s- He’s not in the right mindset, though. He’ll come to. I know he will. He has to.”

Sirius’ eyes softened, “Moony will come around. It might just take him a minute.”

“Regulus.” James called, and grey eyes stared at him, “Y/n is a Marauder.”

“I know that.” Regulus interrupted, “She is my little sister as much as she is Remus’” James continued.

“And mine!” Sirius added, smiling brightly, “Y/n is our little sister. The lot of us depend on her. We can’t, and we won’t have her heartbroken.” James explained sternly, suddenly looking a lot like Mrs. Potter.

Regulus’ cheeks flushed with pink, “I love her, I really do. I don’t plan on breaking her heart anytime soon.”

“You’re gonna be my sister-in-law!” Sirius squealed, hugging Y/n forcefully, almost knocking her over, “Oh, little Lupin.” He cooed.

“You’re all grown up!”

They laughed, and Sirius kissed her forehead, “Take care of him, will you?” He whispered so only she could hear, “Of course.” Y/n smiled.

“Alright, alright, I’d like my girlfriend back,” Regulus replied, taking her away from Sirius’ arms.

Sirius gulped, “How’s mum going to take this, Reggie?”

“I don’t care.” Regulus retorted, “Mums gonna have to deal with it.”

The smile on Sirius’ face was brighter than the sun, “Oh, Reggie!” He wailed, pulling Regulus into a tight hug.

The two brothers smiled as they hugged each other. Regulus sleeve slipped up, and James stepped back, pulling out his wand. The two Black brothers pulled apart, and that’s when Sirius saw it. The dark mark on his brother's sleeve. Y/n stiffened as Sirius lifted his sleeve up further to see it clearly.

“Reggie…”

“Sirius, please, I didn’t want it.” Regulus pleaded, “She- They- Please.”

James watched intently at them. Sirius’ eyes had filled with tears as he embraced his younger brother. For the first time in a long time, Regulus felt protected in his brother's arms. James walked closer and joined them. Hugging both Black brothers as close as he could. James Potter, the man who never stops giving. They pulled apart, and James took Reggie into his own arms.

“You need anything, you come to me, okay?” James informed sternly, and Regulus nodded, “Ye- Yeah.”

“Remus and Y/n always come for the holidays. You won’t be alone.” James stated smiling, “My parents already have one Black; they won’t mind another.”

The Black brother smiled, “Thank you….”

The days went on, and Regulus still avoided the Marauders altogether. Remus glared at him from the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall. Deep emerald green eyes were flashing at the grey ones that sat at the Slytherin table. Until Y/n jabbed him in the ribs, taking his attention away from the younger Black brother.

“Remus.” Y/n scolded, “Stop it.”

“I think you’re too hard on him, Moony.” James began, “He loves your sister. Maybe talk to him.”

“No.” Remus snapped, “You guys can accept this, but I can’t.”

They didn’t push any further. Y/n and Remus had been distant from each other. It was weird to watch the twins who were typically attached at the hip to be so - abroad. Regulus didn’t like that he was now the cause of their fussing. After all, they were the reason Sirius and him were on speaking terms now. So Regulus and Sirius made a plan. It involved them being locked in a broom closet, and so it happened—one night after dinner.

Remus was shoved into a cupboard, not by his own liking either, “Come on, Sirius! This isn’t funny. I have prefect duties to do!”

“Actually, someone else has taken them over.” Regulus informed, and Remus whipped around, “What are you two doing here?”

“Remus, explain it to me.” Regulus began, “Why you don’t approve of me with your sister.”

“Because! You’re a bloody death eater! You probably forced her to be with you.” Remus exclaimed.

Y/n scoffed, “A pureblood forcing himself with a half-breed? Doesn’t seem likely.”

Remus ran his hand through his hair, “Okay, he’s still a death eater!”

“I was forced!” Regulus exclaimed, “They strapped me to a chair and embedded the mark into my forearm. You don’t think I wasn’t thinking of her the entire time?! I was scared out of my mind!”

“The entire time, all I could think about was ‘How is Y/n gonna take this.’” Regulus admitted, “My heart aches for her. I didn’t want her to be scared.”

Remus’ green eyes turned soft, “Does she accept you? Does she love you? Do you love her?”

“Yes, Remus. I love him for who he is. James offered him a place to stay at the Potters.” Y/n replied, “And yes, I love her.”

Tears filled her eyes, “Remus, please. I don’t want to lose either of you.”

Remus held out his arms, and she walked right into them. He placed one hand on the back of her head and one on the small of her waist. Holding her close to his heart, rubbing his thumb through her hair. Regulus’ grey eyes stared at the two siblings before him. Remus’ heart softened at his crying sister. He never wanted to hurt her, ever.

“Paws.” Remus began as he pulled away slightly, “Does he make you happy?”

Y/n sniffled and nodded; Remus wiped her cheeks, “Okay.”

“Does he know you, for you?”

“Mhm.”

Remus turned to Regulus as Y/n parted with him, “Where’s paws favorite place to be scratched?”

Regulus chuckled, “Behind her ears.”

“Take care of my little sister.” Remus pleaded, “Please, Regulus.”

“Of course. I wouldn’t expect any different.” Regulus answered.

Remus walked forward and put out his hand. Hesitantly Regulus shook his hand. Grey eyes met green ones. Remus couldn’t help the smile that placed itself on his face. Without hesitation, he pulled Regulus into a tight hug.

“Take care of my sister, and I’ll take care of you.”

“Always.”

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atydblack · 3 years

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“Show you” Part 2

post azkaban sirius black x reader smut

MDNI

read part one first !!!

warnings : age gap, cheating, daddy kink, rough sex, degrading

Sirius had been ignoring you all week, barely making eye contact with you never mind speaking to you. You were frustrated in more ways than one, craving his touch but also agitated that he could act like nothing ever happened.

Ron hadn’t noticed that anything was wrong, he caught you spacing out in deep thought a few times but that was all.

It had even gotten to the point where you tried to recreate the way Sirius made you feel using Ron, trying to get him to fuck you harder or to pay more attention to you in the bedroom but he simply got confused and kept asking you where all this came from.

In front of everyone else you were more attached to Ron than usual for multiple reasons. For one you didn’t want anyone to think that there was something up, and of course you wanted to grasp at any attempt of making Sirius jealous.

Tonight, you were having a small gathering in celebration of Charlie and Fleur getting engaged. Molly and Arthur were spending the night at Grimmauld Place, preparing it as they were moving us all there within the next week. They wanted us to have some fun as everything had been so depressing for the past few months. Of course, they trusted Remus and Sirius and a few others to make sure everyone was safe and were willing to protect us if anything went wrong.

The night was already getting on, everyone was slightly tipsy. You were sat on the sofa next to Ron, the same sofa you and Sirius got a little too comfortable on a few nights prior.

Sirius was right in your eyeline, leaning up against a counter with a drink in his hand talking to a woman you had never seen before. She had long pin-straight blonde hair that fell graciously at her hips and a deep red dress that hung to her curves.

“Who is that?” You mumbled to Ron, trying to hide the jealously that coursed through your veins.

“Who?” Ron responded, completely oblivious.

“That woman talking to Sirius.” You continued nodding your head to where they were stood.

“Some Auror who’s joining the order. Why?” His eyebrows furrowed as he noticed you couldn’t break your gaze away from them.

“How do we know we can trust her?” You grumbled, trying to come up with an excuse.

“I’m sure Sirius knows her, he’s not an idiot.” Ron responded to which you let a scoff pass your lips. Ron simply furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

They had been talking all night. Sirius hadn’t looked at you once, so when he finally turned his head towards you, you took the opportunity to make him jealous.

Without a second to spare, you turned to Ron and pressed your lips against his. You were never one for public affection, however desperate times call for desperate measures.

Ron was clearly quite taken aback however kissed you back, you had had quite a bit to drink at this point, so you didn’t care what anyone else thought.

You could feel his eyes burning into you as you deepened the kiss, wrapping your arms around Ron’s neck as he snaked his around your waist.

Not taking it too far, you abruptly ended the kiss and made eye contact with Sirius. He simply smirked and turned back to the blonde stood in front of him. You were infuriated.

Sirius had made you feel like the most important person in the world for one night and now you felt like you barely mattered.

“Is everything okay?” Ron attempted to break you out of your trance, but he failed.

“I’m fine.” You replied through gritted teeth. “I’m going to get another drink.”

“But you have- “

You didn’t have time to hear Ron’s response as you stood up and walked to where the drinks were stationed, passing Sirius on the way. You poured pure fire whisky into a cup and took a shot of it before filling it to the brim.

Your body was ignited with jealousy and anger and you couldn’t control it anymore. He was driving you insane and your subconscious was being drowned out by alcohol.

Your heart was beating as you began walking back, pretending not to see Sirius before purposefully bumping into him, spilling his drink down his white shirt.

“Shit.” Sirius mumbled, looking down at the stain that was now growing.

“My apologies,” You said, riddled with sarcasm. “I didn’t see you there.”

Sirius looked down at you and his jaw clenched. You held eye contact for a few moments before he walked out of the room to clean himself up.

You walked back over to Ron, who was completely oblivious to what was going on and had started a conversation with Harry instead.

“I’m just going to the bathroom.” You said to him before bending down and pecking him on the cheek.

You hurried off to the bathroom, locking the door behind you and releasing a deep breath as you realized what you had just done.

You looked at yourself in the mirror and realized just how drunk you were.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” You muttered to yourself.

There was a small tap at the door, and you froze.

“Y/N.” Sirius said quietly, his tone very harsh and serious. You stayed silent, trying not to make any noise. “Y/N if you don’t open this door, I will fucking break it down.”

You almost yelped at his dominance. Slightly apprehensive, you unlocked the door and let him come in.

“You are in so much fucking trouble.” Sirius spat before pushing you up against the wall and pressing himself into your back. He was now changed, but you barely had any time to take his appearance in as he was so quick to grab you.

His left hand held both of your wrists behind your back as the other one held the back of your throat.

“What the fuck made you think that was okay?” He continued, muttering harshly into your ear.

“You’ve been ignoring me.” You whined, sounding pathetic against his dominating tone.

“Brats don’t deserve daddy’s attention.” He pressed his crotch against your ass causing a pool to begin forming in your underwear.

“I-I’m not a brat. I need you daddy, please.” You cried out, pushing your ass further against him.

“Hmm,” He began, pushing some hair out of your face and releasing his grip slightly. “Maybe if I make you cum, you’ll be a good girl?”

“I will be – I am your good girl I promise.” You whimpered, desperate for release.

His hand travelled down your front with you still pressed against the wall before lifting up the hem of your dress. You let out a moan before he had even touched you, earning a low chuckle from him.

“How bad did you want this, baby?” Sirius mumbled almost sarcastically as his finger brushed over your clothed clit. You couldn’t respond, your mind too foggy as he was moving achingly slow.

“Reply to me when I’m fucking speaking to you.” He spat, yanking on your arms he still held behind your back.

“So bad, daddy.” You whined. He slid your underwear to the side before sliding his ring and middle finger past your folds and inside you.

“You’re so wet for me, pretty girl.” He groaned in your ear. The first thrust felt like heaven. You had been craving his touch all week and it was finally yours.

He pushed deeper before pumping them in and out of you. You wanted to scream at the pleasure you were feeling.

“Cum for me, baby.”

It was embarrassing how quickly he got you so close. You felt your pulse in your lower abdomen as he continued to fuck you with his fingers. You were a mess, crying out a moan with every single thrust of his hand.

It wasn’t long before you were riding out your orgasm on his fingers, grinding against him as your walls clenching around him as you caught your breath.

His grip was released from around your arms and he pulled himself out of you, sucking off your cum from his fingers.

“Now try to fucking behave.” Sirius muttered before turning to the door leaving you a sweaty mess.

“Wait- “You called out, slightly regretting it after it had left your mouth. The fog that grew in your brain as you fell into your subspace was starting to confuse your reality too. You could no longer tell when he was truly angry at you. He turned to look at you. “Kiss me, please” You almost begged.

The last thing you wanted was for him to hate you, you felt like you needed him. He was like an addiction that you couldn’t bare to get rid of.

His whole stature softened, his tensed shoulders falling, and his jaw untightened.

Sirius attached his lips to yours, holding your face in his large hands.

“I’m sorry.” You mumbled against his lips.

“Y/N,” He sighed, pulling back and running his fingers through your hair. “It’s okay baby. I’m sorry for ignoring you, but you know I can’t let anyone find out what’s going on between us.”

“I know but that doesn’t mean you have to flirt with other girls in front of me,” You finally released your anger. “I mean, who even is she?”

“That woman is joining the order,” Sirius scoffed. “Is that seriously why you were so angry? After you were eating Ron’s face in front of me.”

“I had to get your attention somehow.” You whined. “And besides, Ron is my boyfriend.” You dug deeper.

Sirius shook his head in somewhat disbelief. You could tell he was angry, but it somehow turned you on even more seeing his jaw tense and the veins in his neck pop out.

“You’re deluded, kitten.” He seethed as his grip on your waist tightened. “I’m not finished with you, meet me in my room at midnight.”

Sirius walked off without another word.

there will be a final part 3 up in the next few days

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Tell Me Your Dirty Secret

Pairing Bill Weasley x Fem!Reader (slight Sirius Black x Fem!Reader)

Word Count: 4.5k

CW: Smut, Jealousy, choking kink, possessive!Bill, Dom!Bill, Sub!Reader, use of pet names, aftercare, slight degradation, oral (male receiving), vaginal sex, slightest bit of violence, unprotected sex. if I’ve missed anything out plz let me know!

It’s midnight and there is not a soul in sight. Spending the holidays with the order in Grimmauld place sure was exciting from Sirius’ drunken shenanigans and Molly's incredible cooking to the twins' pranks, there was never a boring moment within the household.

Currently, you were sitting in the kitchen nursing a cup of hot chocolate thinking about your boyfriend Bill Weasley. You had met Bill through his brother Charlie, whose year you’d been in at school, the crush you had on Bill started from the moment you met him but you waited until you had left school before trying to get closer to him.

At the moment Bill was away on order business he was due back in the morning, this left you unable to sleep out of concern for his safety and with time to collect your thoughts.

Bill is the most handsome man you’ve ever met, his piercing blue eyes and his strong muscular form are all perfect but his kind and charming personality made you even more attracted. Bill is the sweetest boyfriend you could ever ask for, always checking up on you asking about your day, complimenting the meals you make, running a bath when you don’t feel well. His warm embrace makes you feel so safe and secure among other things... The sex is amazing Bill is always so attentive, always taking care of you first before carefully making love to you but it wasn’t enough. For the past few weeks, you had been wanting him to be a little rougher with you but you didn’t know how to tell him what you wanted.

It started one morning when he’d walked into the bedroom to find you struggling to tie your shoes, he’d bent down and tied them for you. You watched as his fingers, which were laden with rings, quickly but efficiently tie your laces before he stood up to kiss you on the cheek.

That was only the start of your fascination with his rings, he would often massage your shoulders for you after a long day at work before retiring to bed. When he kisses you he often holds your face in one of his hands, the cold metal of his rings against your face would cause butterflies in your stomach.

But you also wanted him to choke you. You’d started imagining him choking you after going out to a bar with him, a guy had been harassing you and you’d been trying to ignore it but he grabbed your arm tightly within his hand in a bruising grip trying to talk you into going home with him. You could smell the alcohol on his breath and before you knew it the man was being held up against the nearest wall by Bill, his hand around the pervs throat as he gave him a gruff warning to leave you alone.

Since that moment you’d constantly been fantasising about what it’d be like to have Bills hands around your neck whilst you had sex. The only problem with this being that Bill was ever so gentle whilst having sex with you, he’d never been rough in the bedroom.

You sigh as you finish off your hot chocolate before walking over to the sink with your mug to wash it out. *there must be some way to get him to be rough with me* you think longingly, suddenly the idea strikes you like a lightning bolt *Bill only had his hand around that man's neck because he pissed him off, perhaps if I make him jealous enough and then try to seduce him he will be rougher*

With that thought in mind, you decide to head up to bed not wanting to wear yourself out before tomorrow’s order meeting which would be the perfect opportunity to put your plan into action.

The weekly order meeting at Grimmauld Place was due to start in a few minutes, the house bustling with order members. Bill spots you from across the room and starts making his way over to you, “y/n” he shouts over the crowd.

Looking around you, you notice that the seat next to the owner of the house Sirius Black is free so you quickly seat yourself next to him.

“Alright love,” he says arching one brow before taking a sip out of the goblet in front of him.

“Yeah good,” you say looking around the kitchen for Bill, you spot him speaking to his mother who must have accosted him before he could get to you.

“trouble in paradise?” he asks before leaning back in his seat.

“No, no, nothing like that” you hastily reply, “I just um…” you look him up and down before taking a quick glance at Bill across the room.

“Y/n?”

You decide to give in and ask Sirius for help with your plan considering that he seems to be one of the few people in the room who would agree to it. “Would you help me with something?”

“Sure doll, what?” he asks, leaning in closer to listen to you.

“I need to make Bill jealous”

Sirius smirks before looking over your shoulder for Bill, he turns back to you and looks you up and down “what’s in it for me?”

You consider backing out for a second but at the thought of potentially having Bill's hand around your neck, you decide to go for it. “I’ll get you a bottle of firewhiskey”

Sirius smiles before taking your hand in his “deal” he doesn’t release your hand and whispers “don’t turn around he’s watching us, play along.” He raises your hand to his mouth before placing a chaste kiss upon your knuckle, you giggle both out of nervousness and to keep up the act.

You place your hand on the table and continue your conversation with Sirius.

“Why are you trying to make him jealous? If you don’t mind me asking?”

You look into his eyes and contemplate whether you should tell him or not. “I just want to piss him off,” you say, batting your eyelashes innocently.

“Mhmm, so you don’t just want some rough passionate make-up sex” He replies cockily picking up his goblet again.

You look at him sheepishly “how’d you know?”

He places his goblet back on the table before putting his hand on top of yours, “you don’t look like an angry woman trust me I’d know from all of the women- well also men that I’ve angered in my lifetime and every time you look at him you look as if you want to jump his bones.”

“I um-“

Sirius cuts you off, “it’s okay, you don’t need to explain yourself, maybe give me a few details tomorrow if you’re still able to walk, oh and my firewhiskey but I’m glad to be at your service doll”

You hit him on the shoulder before letting out a laugh, a tear falls from your eye as you laugh.

Dumbledore walks into the room getting ready to start the meeting, “Let's hope that Bill sits reasonably close to us” you say getting visibly excited.

Sirius lets out a chuckle, “Have fun I suppose but don’t come crying to me in the morning when you need a pain-relieving potion”

Bill walks over to you and leans over your shoulder to kiss you but you dodge him at the last second so that his kiss lands on your cheek. “Hello love, you look like you’re having fun” instead of turning around to speak to him you continue to look at Sirius, “mhmm,” you say dismissively. Bill gives you a look of confusion before walking away, he sits down at the opposite side of the table to you just as Dumbledore starts the meeting.

The meeting is relatively boring. It mainly consists of Albus talking about the upcoming patrols, you can feel Bill's eyes on you as you try to concentrate on the meeting and decide to shift your chair closer to Sirius’. Your hand is still on the table and after a few seconds of sitting closer to Sirius you can feel him place his hand on top of yours, he starts to stroke your knuckles with his thumb. You look up at him offering him a smile, he smirks back at you and leans into your ear. “We’ve barely done anything and he looks irritated already, follow my lead” he whispers before he leans back into his chair he strokes your cheek lightly with his free hand.

A couple of minutes pass by before Sirius shifts his chair even closer, he takes one arm and wraps it around you, you lean into his side with your head resting on his shoulder. You hear an angry huff from the other side of the table and take a glance up to see Bill with an angry expression upon his face.

Mad-eye starts giving his report on the happenings in Hogsmeade and you can feel yourself start to drift off to sleep as he continuously rambles.

You open your eyes at the feeling of someone lightly shaking you, “y/n love, you fell asleep the meetings finished” you look up to see that you have fallen asleep on Sirius, the rest of the order are starting to get up out of their chairs. Bill walks Molly and Arthur over to the floo giving yourself and Sirius a minute to yourselves.

“I don’t think we’ve pissed him off enough,” you say whilst trying to think of what else you could possibly do.

“You’re staying for drinks with us aren’t you? Perhaps we could flirt a bit more or you touch me up” suggests Sirius and before you can put up even the slightest protest at his suggestion Bill returns to the table with Charlie, Remus, Tonks and drinks in tow.

For a while Bill ignores you but you can see the slight frown upon his face every time he looks down your end of the table.

After a while of sitting back and listening to Charlie's stories about his encounters with dragons, you hear someone’s stomach rumble. Tonks giggles “sorry, I guess I’m still hungry”

Bill stands up “I’ll see if I can find any food, I’m sure Mum left some cookies a couple of days ago”

As Bill walks around the table you reach out to Sirius and put your hand on his thigh. You hear Bill let out a low growl as he notices how close you are to touching Sirius’ crotch. Before making his way over to the pantry he leans down over your shoulder, you can feel his warm breath behind your ear. “What are you doing?” He asks angrily.

You turn around to look at him and notice the red tinge on his face. It almost matches the shade of his hair due to how angry he is. “Nothing babe, I’m just talking to Sirius, am I not allowed to speak to my friend?” You reply innocently.

Bill lets out a huff before wiping a hand across his face trying to calm himself down, he proceeds to walk over to the pantry to find the cookies and upon returning he practically throws the plate onto the table. Everyone bar yourself and Remus takes one. After a couple of minutes you reach out to grab a smaller one but Sirius stops you by grabbing onto your hand. “I’m not sure you’ll want one love, they’re a few days old so they are quite hard.”

“That’s okay, I like it hard” you reply cockily before grabbing one.

There's a stunned silence for a moment before everyone starts laughing, that is everyone except Bill.

Sirius stretches in his seat before standing up, “c’mon let’s go sit in the library it’s much warmer up there” Sirius reaches towards you taking your arm in his before leading the way up to the library.

Upon reaching the library, Sirius backs you into a bookshelf and cages you in with his arms. “I’m sure you’ll get what you want soon, love” he whispers down into your ear. Instead of withdrawing after whispering into your ear, he keeps his face close to yours so that if anyone were to walk into the room it would look as though the two of you were making out.

Sirius has the most breathtaking eyes you’ve ever seen, you can feel your breath hitch as you gaze into his face. Sirius due to his lineage has sharp aristocratic features upon his face, his lips voluptuous and full. If you weren’t already with Bill you definitely would have jumped Sirius’ bones.

A couple of minutes go by, you hear the sound of the floo signalling that someone has left. Another minute flies by and you feel your heart flutter in your chest with anticipation. A stomping noise comes from the staircase before the door is abruptly opened,

Bang!

In a matter of seconds, Sirius has been roughly pulled away from you and pinned into the wall by an angry Bill.

Bill has his hand wrapped around Sirius’ throat and you can feel the anger radiating off of him. “Hands off my girl” he growls. You whimper but Bill ignores you so that he can focus on Sirius who is currently pinned to the wall smirking.

“Trust me I’m not interested in your girl” replies Sirius cockily despite having a muscular hand around his throat.

“Then why were you all over each other?” Asks Bill, his hand on Sirius's neck slightly loosens

“Because she asked for it” Sirius replies cockily. Bill tightens his hand around Sirius’ neck yet again and you whimper even louder than before. Your panties are completely soaked and you’re rubbing your thighs together to try and relieve some of the arousal that you are feeling. Both Bill and Sirius hear your whimper and look over to you watching as you non-discreetly rub your thighs together.

“She planned this Bill, look at her, she’s getting off on it,” Sirius says with a hint of laughter in his voice.

Bill watches you for another second before letting go of Sirius.

“Is that true princess? Did you plan this?” asks Bill, with a strange look on his face. You don’t respond to him so he walks over to you and tilts your head up to look at him.

“Answer me when I talk to you” he growls dangerously, his eyes have darkened slightly, possibly due to his anger or arousal. You whimper again before nodding. “come on love, let’s go to bed” he firmly grasps your arm and marches you over to the door, he stops and turns to speak to Sirius from across the room “we still okay to stay tonight?” He asks gruffly.

“Sure mate” replies Sirius leaning against a bookcase with a smirk on his face. The last thing you see before you are dragged out of the room is Sirius winking at you.

With a tight grip on your arm, Bill marches you up the stairs of Grimmauld Place towards one of the guest rooms. You can feel butterflies in your stomach both excited and nervous at the prospect of getting what you want. Bill drags you into the guest room and closes the door. Bill turns around to watch you for a minute before beckoning you forward with his finger. “Come here love”

Cautiously you walk towards him till you are standing right in front of him.

“Why did you do that?” asks Bill, the strange but intimidating look remains on his face.

“M’sorry” you reply, slightly embarrassed.

“No love, I didn’t ask you to apologise. I said why?” He steps forward so that there is no space between you. You can feel his breath on your face.

“Just wanted to make you jealous” you reply, sheepishly.

Bill puts his hand under your chin and tilts your head to make you look at him. “Why’d you want me jealous princess?” his mouth is right next to your ear and you can feel his warm breath against the side of your face.

“S’hot” you reply putting a hand on his chest

“Mhmm, and what else?” Asks Bill, starting to kiss and suck on your neck.

You let out a quiet moan, “want you to be rough”

“Rough? how’d you want me to be rough?”

You pull back from him slightly to look into his eyes, his pupils are wide with arousal, “Well?” He asks arching a brow

“Want you to fuck me hard,” you say breathlessly, you can feel the tingle in your pussy from just admitting to your desire to be dominated.

“Good girl” he whispers before kissing you, Bill brings up one hand to start massaging your breast as he backs you up to the closest wall. Bill presses you up against the wall and softly bites your lip before backing away from you. You whine, Bill stands in the middle of the room with his arms crossed looking slightly amused at how desperate you are. “strip” he orders. You look up at him and don’t make a move to take off your clothes.

“Are you dumb princess? I said strip” Bill gives you a stern look as he orders you to take your clothes off. After a few seconds more of staring at Bill blankly, you start to remove your clothing. Just as you are about to remove your panties his voice reaches your ears again. “Leave them on”.

You look at him and rub your thighs together, your panties damp with arousal. Bill comes closer to you and puts one hand on your shoulder to push you down “Be a good girl and suck my cock”

You get onto your knees and wait patiently for him to unbuckle his belt, you watch as his ring laden fingers pop open the button on his trousers and push them to the floor alongside his underwear. His cock, long and hard now revealed to you.

The sight of his cock has what one might describe as a Pavlovian effect on you, your pussy throbs with excitement and your mouth suddenly feels as though it has too much saliva. You lean forward and spit on your hand before enclosing his length in your fist, you run your hand up and down it, getting him harder with your hand. You bring your face closer and look up at Bill, his face expectant. “Well?” He asks.

You bring out your tongue and give the head of his cock a lick, Bill shudders and lets out a pleasurable moan, you grin before taking him slightly into your mouth, sucking on the tip like a lollipop. Bill starts to moan a bit louder, you take him deeper into the warm cavern that is your mouth. You bob your head up and down whilst using a hand to work the rest of him off as he has a rather generously sized cock. Bill puts a hand in your hair, his eyes are shut revelling in the pleasure that your mouth is giving him. “Yess, good girl” he hisses, trying not to succumb to the urge to just cum in your mouth.

After a few minutes, Bill pulls on your hair, you release him from your mouth and look up at him before whining in disappointment. “Up,” he says, you stand up slowly trying to adjust to the blood flow getting back to your feet after being on your knees.

Bill reaches down to help you and pulls you into his chest as you rise, “are you gonna be my good girl?” He asks with a smirk on his face, without giving you a second to reply he lifts you off of your feet and carries you to the bed, throwing you down and settling himself over you. Roughly, Bill pulls down your panties before chucking them across the room, he brings himself back up to your face grasping your jaw in one hand. Your pussy throbs as you stare into each other’s eyes.

Bill has the most beautiful blue eyes you’ve ever seen, the blue orbs a stark contrast to his ginger locks which are tied back in a bun at the back of his head. As you distract yourself with your boyfriend's beauty he sneaks a hand down to your pussy. You gasp as a lone finger suddenly fills your aching core, he pumps it in and out a few times before stopping causing you to squirm, “Bill, please” you whine.

Bill smirks and leans down to take a nipple in his mouth, he waits until you let out a little moan before releasing your nipple with a pop. Not wasting another second he pushes his cock into you, letting out a groan at how tightly you are gripping him, he starts with gentle thrusts before steadily speeding up. You can feel the tingle in your pussy and let out little moans every time Bill pushes back in.

As you get closer to your release Bill starts to slow down, he slows till you start to whine having been pulled away from the brink of orgasm. Bill moves one hand to rest next to your neck and continues slowly thrusting, he leans down and takes your ear lobe between his teeth for a second before letting go and pulling back to look into your eyes.

“So princess,” he starts “did you think it was fun to make me jealous?” he punctuates his sentence with a hard thrust causing you to let out a gasp.

“M’sorry” you whisper back at him.

“Sorry? So you don’t want me to be rough with you?” He asks with a smirk on his face, this time he ceases all movement. You whimper and buck up your hips to try and get him to move, he chuckles. “Look at you, acting like such a desperate slut” he starts to move again, this time with slow, hard thrusts.

“Is that good baby?” he asks

“Not enough” you whine back at him

“Not enough?” he asks “maybe my desperate whore would get what she wanted if she asked for it”

He wait to see if you respond before continuing, he looks you dead in the eye, “Tell me” he whispers huskily “tell me your dirty secret”

Without thinking you end up blurting out what you want, “want your hand on my neck”

Bill takes one hand and gently wraps it around the front of your neck, pressing down lightly at the sides. Bills rings feel cool against your skin, the cold metal a stark contrast to the heat of your sweaty body. You moan loudly and your pussy clenches around his cock drenching it even more.

Bill feels himself getting close from the grip you have on him so he starts to thrust harder “good girl” he hisses.

It feels like a dream, how could this delicious demanding man be your Bill, you are in such disbelief at how easy it was to get him to be rougher with you that the next words that fall from his mouth seem almost unreal.

“Touch yourself” he huffs out mid-thrust

You reach a hand down and start frantically rubbing your clit, desperate for release. You feel the tingle in your navel grow and your moans get louder. Bill senses that you are about to cum and presses down slightly against the sides of your neck pushing you over the edge. You see white and feel Bill release your neck as he gives a few more thrusts before releasing inside of you, he manages to stay on his arms long enough to pull out and drop down next to you.

Half asleep from the powerful orgasm you hear someone moving around the room, you let out a groan and shift slightly to get more comfortable.

“Shh baby” Bill whispers, he moves your legs to start cleaning you up and you let out a whine at being moved from your position. Bill gently strokes your cheek, “it’s okay, I’m just cleaning up the mess, good girl” He takes a wet cloth and carefully wipes up the mess between your legs.

The mattress shifts slightly as Bill returns to you, he pulls you into his chest and softly kisses your forehead, “my good girl” he whispers into the top of your head just as you drift off to sleep.

The soft glow of sunlight coming through the dusty old curtains is the first thing to greet you upon awakening. You stretch out your limbs which are sore from last night and try to roll over but find that you can’t due to the strong arm that Bill has wrapped around your torso.

Bill softly snores and you peer up at his face over your shoulder, his features even more beautiful in the glow of the morning sunshine. His skin has a pretty sheen to it, the freckles on his arms and face stand out against his pale skin.

Carefully so as not to awaken him, you slip out from under his arm. As you stand up you almost lose your balance and have to hold on to the edge of the bed to steady yourself. You notice Bill's shirt from the previous day abandoned on the floor so you pick it up and pull it on buttoning it up before shuffling out the door.

You head to the restroom and then start to make your way down to the kitchen, the trip taking almost twice as long as usual due to your aching muscles.

Finally, you get to the kitchen which is empty, you make yourself breakfast before sitting down. After a few minutes, you hear the floorboards creak signalling that someone is approaching the kitchen. The door creaks open and you are greeted by Sirius who is grinning from ear to ear, “morning love, wasn’t expecting to see you today”

You roll your eyes and finish your breakfast. You slowly stand up and make your way to the sink with your dishes, you lean against the counter after ridding yourself of them. “Soooo” begins Sirius, “how was it?” He leans against a nearby wall and takes a sip of his coffee waiting for your answer.

“Good” you respond not giving anything away

Sirius looks you up and down before putting his mug down and crossing the room to stand between your legs, he’s so close that you can feel his breath upon your cheek. You close your eyes as he brushes a strand of hair away from your face, you feel him shift away from you and as you open them again you find him softly smiling at you his eyes have a mischievous twinkle.

Sirius walks back towards the door pausing before turning back towards you. “I have a present for you” he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a bottle, he throws it to you, you catch it. It’s a bottle of pain-relieving potion. He winks at you before leaving the room.

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