#Effie x Monty

[thexultimatexmarauder]

This is gonna be hard for me

Round 1A Minnie vs Effie

Fight! fight! fight! ( if you can’t choose your favourite choose the one you think would win in a fight) 😭

[florsial]

think think think

Regulus sneaks off to the Potters to give Sirius a secret Christmas gift and gets caught by Sirius and James who convince him to stay a bit longer, and every time Regulus is like, "I have to go" and Sirius is like, "It's Christmas Reg, cmon just a little longer, you can say that I dragged you here against your will or whatever, just stay a little for a bit longer." And Regulus, being loki helpless against his older brother, just agrees. And he begins to bond with everyone.

Eventually, Regulus accidentally stays the rest of the day and when he gets ready to finally leave, Effie is like, "Would you like to stay the night? It's quite late" and Monty just straight up says, "Would you like to stay forever?"

And that's how Regulus ran away. (Accidentally)

[lulublack90]

Prompt 19 - Pathetic

@jegulus-microfic January 19 Word count 903

“Prongs, it’s only two weeks. I'm pretty sure you can survive two weeks without my brother.” James knew that Sirius was right. It was only two weeks. But it was two weeks knowing that Regulus was in Grimmauld Place and would be having a very lonely Christmas with only his parents and Kreacher. James on the other hand was never lonely. He had Sirius and Remus staying with him and Peter came over nearly every day. Plus he also had two very loving parents. It was hard for him to have so much love and know Regulus had none.

A week went by and it was Christmas Eve. James knew he was annoying Sirius and Remus. He had been mopping about, not finding any interest in anything. Even his mother had commented on it. He’d been trying so hard since then to put on a brave face and make an effort. 

They were all sitting around the Christmas tree, putting the finishing touches on it and drinking huge mugs of hot chocolate — Remus was already on his second — when the wards alerted them to someone trying to get in. 

Monty slipped his wand out of his pocket, closely flanked by Euphemia.

“Stay back, boys. I mean it.” He commanded when he saw all three of them inching forward. Monty pulled the front door open, revealing a skinny young man wrapped tightly in a thick, expensive-looking travel cloak. He had the hood pulled up, hiding his face from view. But James would know him anywhere. Regulus Black was stood on his doorstep. 

“Let him in, Dad.” He heard himself saying as he walked forward. 

“Who is it?” Monty asked, looking confused. Sirius squinted, peering at the visitor. 

“Oh, for crying out loud. You’re both as pathetic as each other, you know. It’s only two weeks!” He shook his head and grabbed Remus’s hand, taking him back into the living room. “Hi, Reg. Merry Christmas.” He called over his shoulder. Understanding shot across Monty and Effie’s faces. 

“Come in, come in.” Effie waved Regulus forward.

“Thank you,” Regulus said politely once the door was firmly shut behind him. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mrs Potter. I hope my arrival isn’t an inconvenience.” 

“The pleasure is all mine, I’m sure, and it’s Effie, not Mrs Potter. And this is Monty. Say hello, Monty.”

“Hello, Monty,” Monty answered, deftly dodging Effie’s swotting hand.  

“Please ignore him, dear. Will you be staying for Christmas?” She asked as she gestured for his cloak.

“If that is alright, Mrs—Effie.” Regulus swallowed awkwardly.

“Of course it is. Does your Mother know you’re here?” Effie asked kindly. 

“If that bitch turns up here…” Sirius yelled through from the living room. 

“Sirius, language.” Effie cut him off before he could finish whatever it had been he was going to say. 

“Not exactly. She thinks I went back to Hogwarts to study for my O.W.L’s. I am going to go back to Hogwarts to study, but I thought I could make a detour on the way.” He gave her a sheepish crooked smile that James knew Sirius used on her all the time. As much as the Black brothers liked to argue that they were entirely different from each other, they both used the same tricks regularly. 

“Hmm, I’m not overly happy with that, dear. Especially after the last time with Sirius,”

“You love me!” Sirius yelled through again. 

“Stop shouting in my house, Sirius.” Effie chastised him, barely lifting her vice but very clearly heard. 

“Sorry, Effie,” Sirius called out more quietly. James could hear Remus giggling and Sirius swotting at him with a cushion.

“Sorry,” Regulus fidgeted with the cuffs of his jumper, “I’ll go.” He held out his hand for his travel cloak still in Effie’s hands. James turned to his mother pleadingly. 

“Don’t be silly, Regulus dear. It takes a lot more than Walburga Black to scare me.” She said with a very toothy smile. Regulus took a step back. Shock flashing in his eyes. 

“Come along, Monty. I need help setting up a room for Regulus.” She winked at Regulus and squeezed James’s arm as she headed to the stairs. 

“What’s the point? He’s just going to end up in James’s bed anyway.” Sirius cackled from the living room, clearly enjoying himself. 

“Sirius, behave,” Effie told him in her best mum voice. 

“Sorry, Mum.” Sirius apologised, his voice very subdued. 

Effie and Monty left James and Regulus alone in the hallway. 

“Hi,” James finally got to say once his parents had disappeared. 

“Hi,” Regulus smiled back. He rushed forward into James’s waiting arms and tilted his head up to look at him. James leant down and kissed him.

“Ooooooo.” Remus's cat called from the doorway. 

“Godric, Moony, don’t encourage them.” Sirius wasn’t as gung-ho now. 

James ignored them both, only having eyes for Regulus. He dipped his head again, kissing him gently before dragging him into the living room. 

“Want to annoy Sirius?” He whispered in Regulus’s ear. 

“Always,” Regulus murmured back, eyes flashing with mischief, not unlike his brothers did. James sat down and pulled Regulus onto his lap and continued kissing him and smiling when Sirius started protesting wildly to their, in his words, disgusting public display of affection. 

James could feel Regulus’s chest shaking as he tried to keep his laughter contained. James was now quite happy to be home for Christmas.   

[floralembarrassment]

Problems... (1/4)

"Sirius I don't know how to tell them..." Regulus whispered into the dark of his brother's room.

"Reggie I promise you they are not going to care. Effie literally lobbied the PTA so a girl James didn't even know could play on the girls volleyball team. Volleyball Regulus not a single one of us even cares about volleyball! She wasn't even in our year," Sirius replied back.

He was trying to be reassuring but as he watched his brother worry his lip between his teeth he knew it wasn't working.

"James knows, yeah?" Sirius question.

"Yes," Regulus replied tentatively.

Sirius' eyes narrowed as he got side tracked and starred at Regulus in the dark, "are you two being safe?"

Regulus shoved Sirius and rolled his eyes so big he was sure they would fall out. "Oh my gosh Sirius I'm not talking to you about that!"

"Well you're talking about to me about needing tampons so how am I supposed to know what's off limits?" Sirius laughed lightening the mood.

"Ugggg" Regulus groaned and flopped back on the bed.

Sirius fell backwards to lay next to him. He let their pinkies join together like when they were kids. "Look, I can help you or James can or heck we both can. But I swear on Remus' life, Effie and Monty are not going to care that you are trans, but Effie will feel really bad if you ruin all of your pants for something she could've helped with." Sirius said, nudging Regulus who chuckled slightly at the last part.

After a few moments of silence Regulus took a deep breath. He gathered all his courage and got up from the bed, because he knew Sirius was right and because he did want Effie and Monty to know, he was just so afraid of the reaction going wrong.

"Okay. I can do this," he whispered to himself as he walked across the room.

Sirius got up and followed him.

"No no Sirius, it's okay. I want to do this on my own," Regulus said in his true fashion. He would find Sirius later, after he processed how it went to then dissect it with his brother.

"Oh I know, I'm going to have a little talk with James," Sirius said. "I'm not ready to be a uncle just yet," Sirius added firmly.

Regulus shoved him into the wall but let him keep walking towards James' room as Regulus slowly walked down the stairs to find Effie for his own little talk.

[isabel-lillah]

10 things only James Potter knew about Regulus Black

1) In July 1976, he came to the Potters through their floo together with unconscious Sirius. He left again before Effie and Monty came.

2) After his brother got away from home, he continued to secretly check on him.

3) He threatened Snape into not spreading the information about Remus being a werewolf.

4) He hexed another Slytherin for insulting Pandora.

5) He got punished for it by his mother. That was the second time he came through the Potters's floo.

6) He spent most of his nights at Hogwarts in the astronomy tower.

7) Regulus had violent nightmares that left him shaking. Sometimes, the shakes didn't stop for hours.

8) His touch was like the ocean - engulfing, gentle, but also powerful.

9) Before he left for the cave, he obliviated James in his sleep.

10) The obliviate didn't work.

[adharastarlight]

Reg, seeing James reading: you can read!?

James, glances up and rolls his eyes: as pretentiously as you can

Reg moves over to see his annotations all over the page: oh

Reg: *internally* I'm in love.

[soniabookwhore]

THIS -hear me out- effie and monty and NOBODY can disagree

[bimoonphases]

@wolfstarmicrofic March 15 – prompt 16: Felix Felicis – word count 381

Felix Felicis - Temporarily makes the drinker lucky, allowing them to succeed in all their endeavours

Sirius had always felt he needed luck. A whole barrel of Felix Felicis, more likely. Despite being born in one of the oldest and richest families of the Wizarding World, he had always felt he needed all the luck he could get.

He had needed it growing up without as much as a hug form his parents. He had needed it not to be crushed under the weight of the expectations the Black heir had to carry. He had needed it to face the backlash after the news of him failing to be put in Slytherin got back to his family. He had needed it to survive the mounting abuse every time he had been back in that house. He had needed it to walk out of it alive, the night he had run away.

But Sirius had to admit he also had had luck. He had had it that remote first of September, when he had seen for the first time that Potter smile on the face of a boy, now the man standing behind him. He had had it in all the love Monty and Effie, now sobbing in the front row, had unconditionally given him when they had taken him in their home. He had had it in all the support from Lily, who was now beaming as the wind ruffled her green dress, in all those years he had been estranged from his brother. He had had it in reconnecting with Regulus, who was now in the front row too, right between James’s parents and Peter, Marlene and Dorcas. He had had it in Mary, who was looking at him from under her flower crown and had been the first one to roll her eyes and tell him that he was disgustingly in love and no, it definitely wasn’t with her.

And most of all, he had had luck in Remus.

Remus, who was now holding his hands and smiling at him. Remus, who was his anchor, his horizon, his own moon in the darkest of nights.

“This is my favourite part,” Mary smiled. “Do you, Sirius Orion Black-Potter, take Remus John Lupin as your husband?”

Sirius smiled. Who even needed Felix Felicis. He had all the luck of the world in front of him.

“I do.”

[cressthebest]

Crimson Rivers thoughts pt. 19

chapter 33:

1. awwww being close to sirius again is the best part of reg’s life now

2. “James nearly breaks his fucking neck to do a double-take as soon as Regulus is led out again. If he was a dog, his ears would be standing straight up in intense interest. Sirius whacks him on the back of his head in what seems to be a reflex, most likely because James is doing absolutely nothing to hide the fact that he's currently undressing Regulus with his eyes.”

😭😭😭 james, keep it in your pants

3. i love that when people are jokingly mean to james, the first thing he does is call for his mum. he’s such a momma’s boy

4. james and reg being dressed up pretty <3333

5. effie and monty 💕💕🥰🥰

6. i love everyone teasing james and regulus for their crushes. they’re so funny 😭😭

7. oh. james leaving a flower at the door everyday is reg’s reason for getting up in the morning

8. their disabilities are not being ignored!!!!

9. i- they’re gonna have to visit the districts of all their friends from the arena, knowing that they walked those same streets and breathed that same air, and have to be fine

10. 😧 district twelve was where remus lived. i- sirius is not gonna do well

11. plsss lyall is so scared of why sirius would be knocking at his door

12. stop, this conversation with lyall is making me cry

13. lyall is gonna write remus a letter. i’m SOBBING

14. sirius missing remus is making me miss him too

15. “"You just found out my son is a murderer," Lyall informs him, raising his eyebrows slowly.

Sirius blinks. "Mr. Lupin, I'm also a murderer. I've killed twelve people."”

😳 they’re both on thin ice but that exchange is also unnecessarily funny

16. 😭😭😭😭 sirius, buddy, you just told lyall that you and remus had sex. my boy, pls think before speaking next time

17. 😭😭😭 he just rambled more and admitted to being in love. sir 😭😭

chapter 34:

1. DORCAS SEES MARLENE FROM THE TRAIN

2. DORLENE HUGGG!! FUCK YEAH

3. i’m so mad at the riches that victors and the hollow receive, while there are literally people in starvation

4. god, they’re so gay. dorcas just gave marlene her ring

5. i can’t fucking deal with this. james sees vanity and hodges’ families

6. i knew i couldn’t deal with it, cause james’ speech to the families is making me cry

7. 😬 shit they just did the hallow is hollow chant. shit shit shit

8. james, stop being so harsh on yourself. you deserve the same grace that you gave sirius

9. 😧 evans only friend was regulus. i- i am not okay at all

10. sobbing, shit shit shit. they’re looking at evan’s tree

11. “They talk a lot, him and Evan. Or Evan's ghost. Regulus tells him secrets that he's never told another soul. Evan is his best friend, so why shouldn't he?”

deep breath. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

12. 😭😭😭 regulus deciding that he must climb the tree even tho he doesn’t really want to

13. !!!! progress!! reg wants to sleep in james’ room!

14. “He won't see Evan in his dreams again for a long, long time.” 😐 i want to stare into author’s soul cause i hate them for this line

(also, if anyone knows author’s pronouns and could let me know, that would be great. idk if it’s something they shared or not, but if it is, i’d like to know)

[vomits0cutely]

Can I just say that the Potter men had the biggest and most muscular arms and thighs

[sunchasingstar]

Hc that James’ favorite color is red because it was the color of Effie’s sari and bindi in his earliest memory of his parents, because he is definitely a mamas boy

[noneknewaswellasi]

CHAPTER 11 IS OUT !!!!

<3

[lulublack90]

Prompt 5 - Bookshop AU

@wolfstarmicrofic April 5, word count 748

Sirius loved working in the bookshop. The Potter’s had asked if he would take over running it when they retired, as James was taking over the rest of the Potter’s substantial enterprise. But the bookshop was special, and they knew how much Sirius loved it. 

It had been the first place he’d ever worked. Effie had given him the Saturday job when he’d first moved in with them. He hadn’t wanted to keep asking them for money for things, so that had been Effie's way of giving him money without making him feel bad. 

He loved the smell of the place. Not only did they sell the new releases, but they also had a rare book section that Sirius sometimes just went to hide in. 

It was on one of these occasions that he came across a tall, lanky man wearing a truly horrendous jumper. It looked like something out of the ’70s, and judging by the threadbare cuffs, it might actually have come from that era. 

He was so engrossed in the book in his hands that he didn’t notice Sirius at first. Sirius tried to carefully back away so his customer could browse without interruption. But his movement must have alerted the man to his presence as he looked up straight into Sirius’s eyes. And Sirius felt his stomach flip. 

“Sorry, didn’t mean to disturb you.” He smiled apologetically at the man before him. “I can do a good deal on that one for you.” He gestured to the book in the man’s hands. “

“Oh, no… I can’t afford any of these books.” He blushed. “I just like looking at them. Choosing which ones I’d buy if I had the money. Plus the smell of them—it probably sounds silly, but I find it soothing.” 

“This is my favourite aisle. Always come down here for at least five minutes before I go home. It’s the, er, smell for me too. I don’t know what it is, but all my troubles just seem to melt away…” Sirius stopped talking before he embarrassed himself further. The man carefully replaced the yellowing book on the shelf and straightened.  

He didn’t know why, but Sirius wasn’t ready to say goodbye to this odd man. “You can come by and read as many of those books as you like. As long as you’re careful with them.” Normally, he would never let anyone actually sit and read, but he couldn’t help himself.

“Oh, are you sure? That’s incredibly kind of you. Er…” 

“Sirius.” Sirius offered. The man smiled at him. 

“Remus.” 

Everyday after that, Remus came in and spent a couple of hours in the rare books section. Thankfully, he treated the books as though they could fall apart at any moment. Sometimes, he’d bring Sirius a coffee. Other times, they’d share a sandwich. Sirius got used to seeing Remus every day and felt the huge amount of disappointment when, after over a month, Remus didn’t come. 

He wondered if he’d done something wrong. Sirius sat in the shop an hour after closing time. Just in case Remus turned up. 

When the clock passed six, he gave up. He gathered his belongings and locked up. He turned to head home when he heard the sound of pounding feet on the pavement. He looked behind him, and a very dishevelled-looking Remus was running towards him. 

“Oh my god! What happened to you?” He asked, worried about the state Remus was in. 

“I’m so sorry I’m late. Some awful person stole my bag on the tube, and it had everything in it. My phone, my wallet, even my keys. I had to walk here because I didn't have any money for the train.” 

“You had all that going on, and you still came to the bookshop? Are you mad?” Sirius asked, baffled by Remus’s choices. 

“ No, I didn’t come all this way with only the clothes on my back to come to the bloody bookshop. I came to see you, you idiot!” Remus blurted out, exasperated. “Sirius, I don’t come into the shop everyday just to look at books.” 

Something clicked in Sirius’s brain. Oh, he thought. He closed the gap between him and Remus and pressed a kiss to his lips. They parted, smiling dopily at each other.

“Come on, sweetheart. Let’s get something warm in you. Takeaway? My treat.” Sirius took his hand and pulled him in the direction of his flat. 

“Yeah, okay then,” Remus replied as he followed Sirius home. 

[floralembarrassment]

hello!! hope you are doing great !!

i was just wondering if you could write some trans james. I only see trans regulus ones and never james. Have a nice day !!

Hello! I am doing very well thank you I hope you are too! I love this request so much, so here you are! Requests and asks always welcome! with love

About James (1/1) (jegulus)

"Did you always know?"

"About James? Oh yes. But he always knew, from the moment he could talk he would tell us, and correct us. Every stranger who would compliment him for being well-behaved, he would look up at me with big eyes and say "mama I'm a boy, tell them they are wrong." Effie reminisced.

"Mum," James said. An attempted caution but all fondness.

Fleamont chuckled as he set down four cups of tea.

"I'm sorry, James I asked," Regulus said thanking Fleamont as he passed him a cup. "It's just- well I know they aren't a very good baseline, but my parents were furious when Sirius... well actually my parents are always furious about Sirius." Regulus laughed lightly.

"It's alright dear," Effie said, reaching out to squeeze his shoulder.

"He's just interested in you son, it's nice," Fleamont said.

"I know dad, it's honestly fine. Just pull back on the embarrassing kid stories please," James said.

"Wait there are embarrassing James stories?" Regulus antagonized, and Effie and Fleamont both laughed as his waggling eyebrows.

"Oh goodness," Effie said, "there are so many, where to begin," Fleamont finished.

"Parents, please behave," James said getting up.

He had been holding Regulus' hand, who didn't let go. As James got up Regulus let his arm be pulled around his head, until he was just one step away from having to pull apart. James turned to look at him, and Regulus met his gaze. Love and joy and something secret but sweet passed silently between them. Then, Regulus kissed James' hand and it was like everything else happening around them fell away for just a moment. As Regulus sat back up and James pulled away with a smile, the spell was broken.

Effie and Fleamont smiled at one another knowingly. They too had a similar magical ability to be looking at one another and forget about everything else. When they looked away, Regulus pretending not to watch but waiting expectantly.

"Do we tell him the story of how James tried to get his nani to teach him to sew so he could make all his skirts into pants?" Effie giggled a bit.

"Or about the time that he only spoke in rhymes because he thought that's how he would become a poet," Fleamont offered.

"Oh my Dad!" James groaned as he walked back in with a plate of biscuits.

But then the three of them burst into laughter. And when James looked at Regulus, at his star, into the stormy grey eyes sparkling now as the sun looked upon it, he couldn't even be bothered by what his parents were saying. Actually as Regulus was laughing and laughing, James realized he never wanted that sound to end.

[ellecdc]

Soooo, I'm not the usual requester of the poly!moonwater x reader, but I fell I love with them and the way you write them!

With that being said, could I request Mia and Monty taking in Regulus and reader, saving them from their cruel families, and the holidays being absolutely hectic with everyone there.

Maybe some Mia and reader bonding?

If not that's fine! All my love,

🦕

*gasps* thank you lovely! I'm so glad you've loved moonwater enough to submit a request!!! sorry this took so long, I had this half finished and couldn't figure out for the life of me how to wrap it up happily, and then I was like "of course! Effie!" - not so much chaos but a lot of hurt/comfort and fluff

~please note: my requests are currently closed as I work through my older ones~

poly!moonwater x fem!reader

CW: toxic/abusive family dynamics, mentions and insinuations of abuse, your parents suck in this - I'm sorry, but just call me Euphemia Potter because you're all my children now

Remus had to admit that he was getting increasingly worried about you and Regulus the closer it got to the summer holidays. It seemed that no matter how much brighter the weather became outside, clouds were determined to follow the two of you around.

Remus only knew why Regulus would perhaps grow tense at the thought of returning to 12 Grimmauld Place on account of Remus’ years’ long friendship with Sirius. But the youngest Black, since reconciling with his older brother, has staunchly refused to discuss family life. Remus could accept that; he understood the gist.

But you, he was at a loss with. Though, he would admit that your occasional flinch at a raised hand or sudden quick movements by either Regulus or Remus spoke volumes on that end.

So here you all were (being Remus, you, Regulus, Sirius, James, Peter, and Lily) sitting by the Black Lake and enjoying the sun on one of the last few days of the school year, and you and Regulus were nearly comatose in your melancholy. 

Lily and Peter were doing their best to pretend they didn’t notice any tension in the group as they busied themselves with a game of wizarding chess, but James and Sirius had no such qualms and were staring hard between Remus and Regulus. 

“I told you that you could come with me, Reggie.” Sirius said surprisingly softly for the oldest Black. Regulus’ jaw twitched as he stole a fleeting glance at James.

“You told me that a year ago. I wasn’t smart enough to go then, I don’t see why I’d deserve that option now.” He muttered, sounding disturbingly more and more like the aristocratic Pureblood he was raised to be.

“It’s not about deserving, Reg.” Sirius said at the same time Remus said, “of course you do.”

“Honestly,” James interjected, “at this point, my mum would be pissed if you didn’t come live with us.”

Regulus’ face appeared to remain impassive, but Remus knew better; there were signs. His jaw tightened, there was a small movement in his left eyebrow and a subtle glossiness in his eyes.

Suddenly his gaze flit to Remus, his eyes almost begging him to understand something he hadn’t yet voiced. Remus held Regulus’ gaze until his eyes turned to something else; to you.

But it didn’t appear that you had heard any of the conversation going on around you; your eyes pointed to some unmarked point in the horizon, your mind far away.

“I can’t leave her.” Regulus whispered once he knew you wouldn’t hear.

“What’s the point of both of you suffering, Regulus? You can’t help her from Grimmauld Place.” Sirius argued. 

Regulus finally groaned, and Remus’ heart clenched knowing how close he was to frustrated tears. Remus felt just as close, feeling completely helpless in this situation. But his parents struggled enough supporting him alone. He knew that if he asked, his mum would have the two of you in a heartbeat, but the Potter’s had the space and funds to do it far more easily. 

“Y/N can come too.” James said plainly.

“Hm?” You hummed quietly, turning your attention back to the group at the sound of your name.

Regulus grimaced slightly but James, either ignorant to body language or choosing to ignore it carried on. “I was just thinking, we’re inviting Regulus to move in with us for the summer. Perhaps you could join us?”

You stared hard at James without breaking eye contact and Remus grew more and more tense the longer you stayed silent.

“It’s good that Regulus is staying with you.” You commented, sounding nearly robotic.

“You could-” Remus began, but you cut him off.

“Don’t, Remus.”

“Amour.” Regulus pleaded quietly.

“Leave it.” You ordered before standing and walking away. 

Regulus sighed and buried his face in his hands. Remus couldn’t stand it anymore and moved to sit beside him, rubbing soothing swipes up and down his spine.

“Your brother is right, love. You’ll be more help to her if you’re safe at Potter Manor. You need to be brave for the both of you right now.”

“She’s never told me either, you know?” Regulus spoke from inside his hands. “I have no idea what happens when she leaves here.”

Remus fought back the tears that threatened to infiltrate his eyes. “You’ll be more help to her from Potter Manor.” He repeated.

You’d been avoiding the boys, that much was certain. And even if you weren’t avoiding them, it was like you weren’t even there when you were sitting right next to them. Remus hated to think that this was the note you were all leaving on, knowing you’d not see each other again until September first. 

Regulus had agreed to stay with the Potters, though he refused to discuss with anyone what was said to his parents (or, perhaps more importantly, what his parents had said in return). 

So, they stood there in Central Hall with their bags and school trunks; James and Sirius arguing over what they were going to do first when they got to the Manor (in an attempt to hopefully lighten the mood for Reggie's sake) while Remus stared at Regulus’ face without pretending that he wasn’t, as his boyfriend stood painfully rigid.

You appeared then, the strap of your duffle bag thrown over your shoulder and your school trunk trailing behind you. Remus didn’t think he’d ever seen you look so forlorn.

It was like a switch was flipped in Regulus, and he went from a soldier standing at attention to cooing over your shorter frame.

“Let me get this, amour. Did you get everything packed okay?” He asked you softly, pulling your duffle bag gently from your shoulder to throw over his own. You barely nodded in acknowledgment, eyes staring at the ground unseeingly. Remus felt sick to his stomach.

“Okay.” Regulus murmured at you quietly, giving Remus a quick shake of his head as he went to move to you. Remus had this overwhelming urge to pick you up and huddle you under his arm, not letting go until you were all the way to Wales – where your family couldn’t get to you.

But Regulus perhaps understood your mindset better than he did.  

“Can Rem take your trunk for you?” Regulus asked, mostly as a means to invite Remus into the conversation and less trying to get him to be your pack mule.

“No.” You said as firmly as you could manage in this fragile state. “I’ve got it. Thank you, though.” You said, finally looking up to make eye contact with Remus and Regulus. 

Regulus, for his part, managed to smile sadly at you. Remus was sure his discontent was written all over his face.

“Ready to get this show on the road? Look at me, sounding all muggle.” Sirius called. One would think he sounded indifferent to what was going on, but Remus (and Regulus) could see this for what it truly was: distraction.

“No.” You whispered.

“What is it, lovie?” Remus asked, turning his attention quickly back to you.

“I’m not, I-” you took a few quick breaths, face scrunching up painfully as your eyes filled with tears. “I’m not ready, I can’t. I can’t go. I’m not...”

“Okay.” Regulus said softly.

“I can’t go back, I can’t - I’m not ready.”

“That’s alright.” Sirius offered just as softly. 

You were disturbingly close to hyperventilating – surveying your surroundings like you were looking for a place to run, looking for a way out. “I can’t do it anymore, I can’t.” You cried.

“Then don’t, love.” Remus pleaded. And you broke down into sobs. 

Something inside Remus snapped and he made for you, enveloping you in a hug that was probably far too tight, but you nuzzled impossibly further into his chest anyway as if he could perhaps hold your pieces together as you fell apart.

He’d find a way to do it for you if that’s what you truly needed.

As your gasping sobs ceased and your breathing evened into only the occasional hiccup, James let out a theatrical “Phew.”

“What?” Regulus asked, voice somewhat taut from both protectiveness and frayed nerves. 

“I sort of told my mum she was coming to live with us, anyway.”

Remus could have kissed the sod right on the mouth at that moment. He opted to kiss the top of your head instead. 

“I don’t want-”

“-to be in the way. You won’t be, amour.” Regulus interrupted your train of thought, voice far softer than the one he’d used with James.

“Yeah, Regulus is far more inconveniencing than you are, dollface.” Sirius snarked with a wink, earning him a quick stinging jinx from Regulus. 

If Remus had thought that the hard part was over in Central Hall, he was very wrong.

You had settled not too badly as you all rode the wagons to the train station holding onto Remus’ hand like a vice, and Regulus appeared to be far more comfortable now that he was less worried about you. Regulus undeniably had some abandonment issues, and the thought of going to the Potter’s without you left him with the sense that he would somehow be letting you down. Remus supposed that at least before, the two of you could commiserate together knowing that whatever you were going through, so was the other.

But as the group travelled on, some of your own tension returned the closer you got to Kings Cross Station. 

“You don’t have to say anything to them, you can just leave with us.” Sirius said plainly as Remus reached to grab your bags from the overhead compartment.

“That’d be considered kidnapping.” You responded quietly.

You hooked your duffle over your shoulder and stood, looking through the compartment as if you could somehow see your family through the sheets of metal separating you and Platform 9 ¾.

“Would...would you like us to come with you? Stand by your side? How would you like to do this, love?” Remus asked, leaning back slightly so he could see your face directly. 

You seemed to ponder that for a few moments before returning his gaze. “Maybe...maybe you guys could just, stay a little behind me? Not close enough to say anything or for them to say anything to you, just...”

“Close.” Regulus finished for you. You nodded in response.

“Consider it done, dove.” Remus said and pressed a kiss to your forehead. 

James and Sirius spotted the Potter’s quickly after exiting the train and brought your bags and trunks to them so that the Potter’s elves could bring them to the Manor. You watched as your trunk disappeared with a pop; there was no going back now. 

“Y/N.” An indifferent tone called, causing you to stand up straighter, though you didn’t seem ready to turn your gaze towards it yet.

“We’re right here, amour. We’re not leaving without you.” Regulus insisted. Remus wanted to touch you, grab your hand, kiss your cheek, but he knew he’d have to wait until you felt safe.

Safe.

Soon you’d be safe.

True to their words, Regulus and Remus followed you towards your parents who stood poised like models in a Victorian Era portrait, staring down at you over their noses, though the two boys paused a good distance away as you had asked them too.

“I hate this.” Regulus murmured as you said hello to your parents. Your mother turned to leave before you asked them to wait.

“We’ll be able to take her home after this.” Remus placated, but it did nothing to soothe his own nerves either. 

“You’re doing what?” He heard your mother ask derisively. 

You repeated yourself, albeit quieter and more meekly than you had before. Remus wanted to hex her for making you feel so small.

“Absolutely not. Get your things.” Your father barked.

You raised your hand carefully, pointing towards the Potter’s to explain that they’ve already brought your things to their house.

“You insolent little witch. How dare you undermine me like this.” Your father spat and took a menacing step towards you. You stepped back quickly with a full body flinch, and that was it for Remus.

“We’re done. Let’s go.” Remus said authoritatively. “Come on, dove.” 

You needn’t be told twice, allowing Reg to steer you towards the Potter’s as Remus cast a quick muffliato around you to spare you from any trailing remarks your parents made. 

Remus and Regulus exchanged a worried glance over your head as you kept your eyes glued to the floor, letting yourself be guided blindly through the platform.

“Ready to go, dearies?” Euphemia Potter asked kindly, softly, as she beamed at the five students in front of her with Fleamont at her side. Even Remus felt like he had whiplash at the difference of atmosphere on this end of the platform; he couldn’t imagine how you or Reg were managing. 

“Hello, cariad!” Remus heard his mother call before any of you could answer Effie’s question. He turned his gaze to see his parents, Hope and Lyall Lupin, move through the crowds towards them.

“Gangs all here now!” Lyall called, and you tightened your hand currently enclosed safely in Remus’. He gave your three quick squeezes in return: a silent promise of safety. 

“This must be Regulus and Y/N!” His mum cheered, looking awfully close to embracing both of you. However, Regulus’ aristocratic upbringing appeared to save the day as he quickly stepped in front of you and stuck his hand out, bowing politely to her.

“Mrs. Lupin, it’s very nice to finally meet you.” He said, posh accent on full display.

Remus gave a pleading look to his family, knowing his mother was the kind to say “oh, I’m really more of a hugger.”

But apparently, one thing motherly love was very good at was reading the room, and his mum accepted the handshake before his dad, Effie and Monty all got one of their own. You nodded politely and exchanged a quiet ‘hello’ but opted to stay glued to Remus’ side.

He couldn’t say he minded that option entirely. 

Euphemia Potter was no stranger to troubled children showing up at her doorstep, but she couldn’t help but admit how different this time was.

Last year, Sirius showed up battered, beaten, bloodied, and bruised, not to mention completely scared out of his mind. And underneath all of that was this horrible fear for his younger brother’s safety, as well as an overwhelming sense of guilt for leaving him behind.

Sirius never really recovered from feeling like a burden, not last summer at least. He remained entirely too polite for Effie’s tastes, full of “thank you, Mrs. Potter”’s or “that really isn’t necessary”’s right up until the day she sent them off to Hogwarts.

“Now boys.” She said, giving the two troublemakers as stern a face as one Euphemia Potter could muster. “Though I would certainly prefer no trouble at all, can we at least promise not to get quite as many detentions this year? And for the love of Merlin – no more broken bones! I like that when people ask me how my sons are, I can at least say ‘well, at least they’ve got their health!’”

Effie was certain that the pressure behind Sirius’ eyes from fighting the tears must have been excruciating, but he held out for as long as he could before he launched himself into her chest. 

“Thank you, Effie.” He finally whispered through tears.

“Please, Sirius.” She whispered as she stroked the boy’s hair. “Call me mum.”

If last year was full of guilt, grief, and fear, this summer seemed to be full of caution, hope, and love.

Where James spent last summer trying to keep Sirius in as high spirits as possible, this year he got to simply play the role of host. Where Sirius spent last summer trying to stay out of the way and convince himself and everyone around him that he was completely fine, this year he got to show his brother what real family looked like.

And though he saw a lot of Sirius in Regulus, there was so much that was so distinctly him.

Regulus’ trauma came out in impeccable table manners, speaking in a manner far more suited to a member of parliament than a teenaged boy at a casual meal, and assessing the atmosphere in the room with the efficacy of a social weather man. 

But his personality was completely contradictory. 

He made jokes and comments that he didn’t seem to realize were funny until people around him laughed, which caused him to blush but let out surprised laughter of his own. Where Sirius’ jokes were performative and always for the sake of amusing the people around him, Regulus’ humour came naturally and unbiddenly. Where Sirius showed his love and excitement as loudly as possible in order to make sure everyone around him got to share in it, Regulus dutifully handed out his love and excitement in carefully curated doses. 

She loved them both beyond measure.

And you...well, Effie could certainly see how you managed to win over not one but two of her favourite young men. Your trauma seemed to come out in the form of fading into the background. Everything you did, you did quietly. You never asked for anything, whether it be for seconds at dinner, something to drink during the day, or to go into town to shop for supplies.

But even though you were clearly struggling, Effie could see how much you cared for those boys both actively and passively. Your body language seemed to change the second either of them entered a room, their presence’s easing any discomfort you may have been feeling nearly immediately; you smiled brighter, made more eye contact, and even contributed to conversations when one of them was around. Right now they were your confidence, your safe space. Effie hoped to get the chance to see it for herself one day, but she felt unbelievably lucky to get to see it in this way too. 

You always showed up with bottles of water when the boys were outside playing quidditch, somehow knowing Regulus was the kind to completely miss any cues his body gave him of thirst and predicting his needs. And you always brought sunblock out unprompted when Remus would fall asleep with a book over his face, ensuring he wouldn’t burn in the sun. 

She loved you so much.

It had been about two weeks since summer holidays started, and Hope and Lyall Lupin were going to be leaving their mini holiday at Potter Manor in a few days when Effie felt that you had made enough progress to broach the subject. 

“Y/N, dearie. Do you have a moment?” She asked as you and the boys walked in the back door after spending some time down at the lake.

Effie noticed a flicker of concern cross your features, though you readily agreed nonetheless. Remus smiled while Regulus promptly stood at attention.

“Hope’s going to be leaving in a few days, and I was thinking perhaps we could get a shopping trip in before she does.”

At this Hope looked over with a beaming smile. “Oh! I’d so love to go shopping! The shops are not nearly as posh in Cardiff.” 

You looked between the two women uncertainly but began nodding your head. “Erm, yes, sure. What...what are we shopping for?”

“Well, I thought we could go shopping for some clothes.”

You looked absolutely horrified at this. “I have clothes! I brought everything I had from school.”

Effie smiled encouragingly at you. “Yes, and what you had packed for school was appropriate for a Scottish autumn and winter, not for a summer in London.”

Sirius, never one to leave very well alone, piped up at this. “I want to go shopping! Can I come?”

Hope chuckled and ruffled the boy’s long hair. “I think it’d be better just us ladies, hm?”

Sirius pouted at that, but Regulus took pity on his brother. “You can come with me and Fleamont, Sirius.”

Sirius stood abruptly and planted a smacking kiss to the younger boy’s cheek. “You’re officially my favourite sibling.” He declared, earning him an indignant ‘oi!’ from James. 

“Get off of me, you sod.” Regulus grumbled, leaning further into Remus’ side. 

You looked at your two boys then; Remus was smiling at you with a look so full of love and pride it nearly rivaled Effie’s, and Regulus was smiling encouragingly and so sweetly, Effie was certain her blood sugar levels spiked just at the sight.

“That...that would be very nice. Thank you, ladies.” You agreed quietly. You nodded your head in decision, mostly to encourage yourself but Effie was thankful for the effort.

It was hard to imagine a time nearly eighteen years ago that Effie and Monty were heartbroken and struggling to finally have a child of their own. If only they’d know that seventeen years later, their lovely, lovely boy would bring home four more for them to love.

She was simultaneously sad for you, Regulus, and Sirius that you had to grow up in homes that didn’t love you the way you ought to have been, but she was so beyond grateful she got the honour to love you properly, now and for the rest of her life.

As long as Euphemia Potter lived, none of you would ever spend a moment being anything but loved.

[heaven4lostgirls]

Can you do one where Sirius’ parents are called to school by Dumbledore after a massive prank and he’s freaking out about it but the reader helps him out and is there for him? Thank you

Never alone

sirius black x reader

word count: 884

a/n: i’m back!! i’m sorry it took so long for me to get this out but here it is x

“You realise we have to call your parents in because of this prank boys?” McGonagall’s soft-spoken tone broke the silence in Dumbledore’s office. All the marauders nodded except for Sirius as he closed his eyes tightly already cussing himself out in his head for the stupidity of the prank, they had pulled against the Slytherins.

He felt James’ hand land on his shoulder and squeeze in comfort as if he were able to hear his inner thoughts. He almost felt guilty for wanting to push his hand away, but he knew his best friend was just looking out for him. After the meeting they made their way out and towards the Gryffindor common room.

He saw your anxious form waiting for the boys on the couches in front of the crackling fire in the Gryffindor common room and just as you two made eye contact you had already made your way towards the portrait hole and pulled him into a hug with a sigh of relief. “I was so worried about you, I though McGonagall was going to hex you all, I’m so glad you’re okay.” Sirius breathes in your comforting scent and pulls you into him tighter and before he can fight it, the urge to cry overwhelms him and you feel the dampness grow on your shoulder. The anxiety hits you like a whirlwind and you try and nudge him away from your shoulder to check if he has been hurt somehow but with surprising strength for someone being mid breakdown he resists.

You are forced to look over his shoulder to the other three boys who have too walked in side by side with solemn looks on their faces. With your eyes you ask them silently why your normally happy and dramatic boyfriend is sobbing into your shoulder with simply no explanation. They all look at him in sympathy and in passing James whispers into your ear “McGonagall told us she had to notify our parents because the prank was serious.” Normally you would have laughed at the pun that James had unknowingly said however with the state of your boyfriend currently you simply widen your eyes and hug Sirius even tighter.

“Let’s go to my dorm okay love?” you murmur into his ear whilst his body shaking sobs have dulled to simple sniffles and heavy breathing. Once you feel him nod softly into your shoulder you usher him to your dorm room and when passing lily, you softly ask her if she can keep everyone out for a while and with a concerned look to your boyfriend she nods and smiles sympathetically to you. Once you reach your dorm and lay on your bed with Sirius, he still refuses to meet your eyes. You’re not entirely sure how to approach this situation, Sirius has been open with you ever since you started dating and being friends as well as partners meant that you knew next to everything that happened to him at home.

“I won’t push you to tell me what’s worrying you Pads but I need you to calm down for me, okay? Can we do some breathing exercises together?” you see him nod and you grasp his shaking hands in yours and together you do some breathing exercises together and once he has calmed down enough you give him the chance to talk about what’s worrying him.

“I should have never done the prank, I knew it was too soon after the last prank but James was so excited and I just couldn’t let him down and now...now they’re going to- “he cuts himself off as abrupt sobs shake his body again. You pull him closer and rub his back trying to help him. “They can’t hurt you Sirius, Effie and Monty are still trying to get you and Reg under their custody, okay? This is only a formality Siri, you know that.”

He nods as he sniffles and tries to wipe his nose with his sleeve to which you wrinkle your nose at. “I’m worried they don’t get custody and Reg and I are going to be forced back into that house, I- I can’t go back there, I wont.” You nod your head at his words, you knew just how badly injured Regulus and Sirius had shown up to James’ house, they had floo called you at 4am and you had rushed there without even a second thought about it.

He nods and seems to have calmed down significantly from what he was like in the common room, he moves to lay on top of you, but you tut and grasp his chin to make him look into your eyes. He whines in disagreement, but you continue until he finally relents. You softly brush his lower eyelashes that are still lined with tears and peck his nose. “Do you need me to tell Reg your parents are coming so he knows where to avoid on that day?” he smiles softly before shaking his head. “I’m pretty sure James will have told him already “and you nod softly before he moves to lay on your chest again.

“Tired?” you question, and he nods already halfway asleep, you hum and place your hands into his hair and softly play with his hair which softly lulls him to sleep.