#Gryffindor party

[lulublack90]

Prompt 13 - Almost Kiss

@wolfstarmicrofic May 13, word count 362

Merlin, he was drunk. Remus had had way too much alcohol. Marlene had been in charge of the witch's brew and it was so much more alcoholic than Remus had realised. 

He blinked through the haze and found himself propped against a wall next to Sirius. He had no idea how he'd got there, but at a guess, James had probably put them there. His heart began pounding as he realised how close they were. Their thighs were squashed up against each other and their shoulders were brushing. 

He turned his head and met Sirius’s eyes. 

“Hi,” He said, the word slurry as it passed his lips. 

“Hi,” Sirius grinned back, sounding just as slurry. 

“You’re pretty,” Remus’s stupid mouth let slip. Sirius’s grin broadened.

“You’re pretty too.” His eyes seemed to be unfocused, but that could have been Remus’s. “No Moony, I really mean it.” Sirius professed, reaching out trying to take Remus’s hand, but ended up punching him in the arm before he found it. “You’re magic, Moony.” He whispered and leaned in. 

Even in the state he was in, Remus knew what Sirius’s intentions were, and he couldn’t believe that finally, finally, it was going to happen. 

Sirius was so close now, Remus could smell the firewhisky on his breath. He moved to close the gap. But just before they were about to kiss, Sirius’s eyes widened in horror. 

“Moony, I’m going to be sick!” And he proceeded to empty the contents of his stomach right onto Remus’s lap. 

“Eugh!” He exclaimed at the mess. Lily whipped past at that point and vanished everything, leaving Remus clean once more. 

She stood in front of them with her hands on her hips and said to them in her best stern head girl voice. 

“Bed, both of you.” They didn’t argue. Remus pulled Sirius to his feet and Sirius wrapped his arms around Remus as they ascended the stairs. They both ended up in the same bed, too drunk and too tired to continue what almost happened downstairs. Instead, they just fell asleep and didn't notice when the other Marauders entered the room and crashed about trying to find their beds. 

[remusoldsuitcase]

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[starchaserdreams]

Wolfstar Microfic: Passion

Sirius groaned as James sat down next to him. Sirius had been sitting on the floor in the corner in front of an armchair in the middle of Gryffindor’s biggest party of the year, he should have expected that James would come find him. But he’d still thought he’d have more than 90 seconds to himself. He’d just wanted to stare wistfully towards the record player.

“What’s got you in a funk, mate?” James asked, “Last I saw, you were flirting your way around the room, did someone shoot you down?”

James seemed remarkably sober, considering the state of most of the rest of the people in the room, Sirius included. 

“Wasn’t,” Sirius mumbled. He rubbed his eyes with the heels of his hands. “There’s only one person I’d want to flirt with anyway.”

James didn’t say anything, just squeezed his shoulder. Sirius had never told him, of course, but he might have known anyway. Sirius was probably obvious about it.

“Sometimes it’s like my heart is too full to bear,” Sirius said after a pause. “Like I’m on fire from the inside out and completely torn up by love.”

“What?” James asked, turning his body to face Sirius, as though getting ready for a deep heart to heart. But Sirius just shook his head, and let his eyes find the conversation near the record player again. 

They’d been there all night, Remus, Lily, and Mary, and hadn’t left once, except to get drinks. Sirius was eternally jealous of the girls for monopolizing Moony. 

James seemed to follow Sirius’ gaze.

“Moony?” James asked quietly, the words delicate, as though he was afraid of breaking the moment by scaring Sirius. But Sirius couldn’t be scared of the concept anymore.

He just nodded.

James seemed pleased with this. “You should tell him, Pads, he might feel the same.”

Sirius just shook his head. “Doesn’t,” he said simply.

“He might,” James replied. “Just talk to him about it sometime.”

“You think so?” James nodded. “Okay,” Sirius said, finally feeling bold. He stood up quickly, swaying slightly from how woozy he was standing up so quickly while drunk.

“Maybe not now-” James began, but Sirius was already halfway across the room. Something about the way Moony was laughing at something one of the girls had said made Sirius feel like he was a magnet, and Sirius was helpless to do anything but be pulled in.

When he reached them, he didn’t have any idea what to say, and they were already deep in a conversation that was foreign to him (Muggle cinema) so he had nothing to add. 

Instead of talking, he put his arms around Remus from behind, and hooked his chin over Remus’ shoulder. 

Remus tensed for a moment, as though wondering what was happening, but relaxed into it and brought his hands up to settle on Sirius’ hands, holding them loosely.

Sirius breathed in his scent: sandalwood. Sirius knew that scent well. It was the same body wash Remus had used all through their time at Hogwarts. Back in first year, before Sirius had understood about the full moons, back when he’d just felt sad and worried for his friend that he disappeared all the time, Sirius had used the body wash a few times. Only when Remus had been gone, because even then he hadn’t known how to not miss him.

Lily finished her thought, and then Mary spoke up quickly.

“Lily, I think we’ve been monopolizing Remus’ time. How about we get another round of drinks and go talk to Marlene.”

“Yes, quite right,” Lily said, before turning away immediately. Mary had the audacity to wink at them before she turned to follow.

But Sirius couldn’t find it in him to be annoyed at her for it. He probably would have done the same if it were one of his friends.

They stood in silence for a long moment, Sirius still holding on to Remus, and Remus not fighting at all, perhaps even leaning back into him a bit.

“What brought this on?” Remus finally asked, words quiet - not a whisper, but even quieter.

Sirius hooked his chin more tightly over Remus’ shoulder. He couldn’t see his friend’s face, but he didn’t need to - he would be able to read his body language easily. They knew each other too well to miss something like that.

“I love you,” Sirius said before he could think the better of it. “I’m on fire for you all the time. It’s love, or, I don’t know, passion, but I can’t stand that we were apart all night. I missed you.”

Remus chuckled, but squeezed Sirius’ hands where they held onto him. 

“You don’t have to miss me, I’m right here, and I’ll stay here with you.”

“I know,” Sirius said through a quiet laugh, “I just wanted you to know.”

Remus twisted around, hardly leaving the circle of Sirius’ arms. 

“It’s a little early for ‘I love you’ though.” He smirked. “Shouldn’t you take me on a date first?”

Sirius laughed, more sincerely this time, and he could feel the smile spreading across his whole face.

“Is that you asking me out, Moony?”

Remus just watched him for a moment, a pleased sort of expression on his face. “Yeah, Padfoot, it is.”

“Then yes, I will go out with you,” Sirius said, throwing his arms around Remus again. When he pulled back, he couldn’t help but feel a little bit like he was about to swoon. “Can I kiss you, Moony?”

Remus shook his head. “We’re both drunk, now isn’t the right time.”

Sirius couldn’t argue with that, there was no hiding how drunk he was. Even though he was over the moon (ha!) at what Remus had said to him, he still couldn’t hide that from himself.

“Okay,” Sirius said slowly, “then can we just cuddle up together? I just want to hold onto you and never let go.”

Remus smiled indulgently. “Now that we can do.”

@wolfstarmicrofic

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[whiskerwands]

James quoting shakespear to Lily <3

James standing on a common room table half drunk during a gryffindor party: “My Lilypad!

*Lily in a corner talking to Mary, her face scarlet, matching her hair.* 

James: “Where art thou my Lilyflower?”

*Lily facepalms while Mary snickers.*

James: “But soft!” *Stumbles on the table. His glass of firewhisky tipping slightly.* “What light through yonder window breaks?”

*Crowd cheering*

*Marauders laughing while urging James to continue*

Lily: *Peeking through her fingers.*

James: “It is the East, and Lilyflower is the sun!”

Mary laughing: “Did James Potter, pureblood gryffindor just quote muggle literature for you?”

Lily: *Groans.* "Toerag."

Unknown to Mary a small smile was unfurling onto Lily’s lips. However much Lily would later deny, the butterflies she felt in her stomach when James looked at her that night were like fireworks <3

[mik-ro-kosmos]

hogwarts

- luna lovegood

| frances forever, louis tomlinson, taylor swift, halsey…

- george weasley

| claire rosinkranz, one direction, metro station, wallows…

- cedric diggory

| ricky montgomery, the lumineers, taylor swift, harry styles

- harry potter

| auroras, of monsters and men, clairo, niall horan…

- tom riddle

| ricky montgomery, the neighbourhood, mother mother, harry styles…

- yule ball

| starship, snow patrol, bonnie tyler, ac/dc…

- ravenclaw party

| mathew wilder, eurythmics, fall out boy, soft cell…

- slytherin party

| alice cooper, the clash, bon jovi, the weeknd…

- hufflepuff party

| foster the people, billy joel, supergrass, kelly clarkson…

- gryffindor party

| the killers, kenny loggins, rick astley, survivor…

- gryffindor

| lady gaga, ariana grande, bts, fall out boy…

-hufflepuff

| anson seabra, aurora, blackpink, conan gray…

- ravenclaw

| blackpink, ed sheeran, halsey, taylor swift

- slytherin

| agust d, billie eilish, halsey, doja cat

- harry potter mix / guessing game

| willow, woodkid, olivia rodrigo, girl in red…

[robinegreenwood]

party

Sirius Black X Reader [seven minutes in heaven]

WARNINGS: underage drinking, partying. and guess what—they make out lol.

WORD COUNT: 3330 words

You were walking alone along the hallway, smiling widely, as you thought of how close spring break was. Being in your sixth year at Hogwarts you had a lot of homework, and you cherished having some time without McGonagall always on your back about due assignments.

"Oi, Y/n!" A voice pulled you out of your thoughts.

Looking over your shoulder you saw James Potter, one of your closest friends and classmates.

"James, for the last time I will not help you guys steal any firewhiskey," you let out an exasperated sigh.

Your hazel-eyed friend grinned as he ran his hand through his brown curls.

"Not to worry, I have something much more important to discuss with you," James continued grinning, "But not here, let's find somewhere with less eavesdroppers".

He slid an arm around your shoulders and pulled you into an empty corridor.

"James you're kinda freaking me out," you whispered.

"Sorry, we just don't want everybody to know." He explained softly.

"Who's we? What don't you want everybody to know?" You questioned, getting more confused by the second.

James looked over his shoulders, ensuring that no one was listening before continuing, "Okay, so, since it's the last day before the break the other Marauders and I have decided to throw a little get-together. To, ya know, celebrate. And we were hoping that you and Lily would come."

You crossed your arms as you leaned against the brick wall. "And why aren't you asking Lily? Oh, lemme guess, she already said 'no'."

James's grin vanished as he dropped your gaze.

"That's what I thought," You side-stepped James, shaking your head as you felt a ting of pity.

You didn't get far as James grabbed onto your shoulders, spinning you around so you were facing him once again.

"Lily said that if I got you to come, then she would come too. Please Y/n" His face was serious, and his eyes pleading.

You were sort of an introvert, preferring to spend your time reading in the library, or hanging out with a smaller group of friends then going to a large party. You were okay with low-energy parties, but anything too crazy made you feel uncomfortable. And you knew any party of the Marauders would definitely not be small nor civilized.

You thought of James, and how much he seemed to love your red-haired friend, Lily. You knew that deep-down she liked James back, she was just too stubborn to admit it. It was your duty as a friend to both Lily, and James to attend this party, but that was the only reason you would go. Your mind wandered to a certain dark haired boy, with a charming smile that made your heart melt. No, no way did he affect your decision … Or so you tried to convince yourself.

"Fine, I'll go" You agreed, coming back to reality.

James whooped as he picked you up and began spinning you around in a circle. You laughed, amused at his behaviour.

"What's going on?"

James, still beaming, set you down as you turned to see the rest of the Marauders standing in the corridor.--The Marauders, there was-- James Potter, the most rambunctious one, who was also seemingly in love with your best friend, Lily, next there was Remus Lupin, the most soft-spoken, and your closest friend out of the group, then Peter Pettigrew, a rather odd boy who followed the others around, and lastly, Sirius Black; the foolishly handsome womanizer who, unfortunately, seemed to have cast you under his spell. He was also the boy who had interrupted James's celebration.

"Y/n is gonna come to the party!" James giddily shook your shoulders.

Sirius chuckled, "So in other words, Lily is coming too?"

The smile on James's face confirmed Sirius's suspicion.

"That's great James!" Remus congratulated, "But if you make any more noise Filch is gonna have you in detention,".

"Ahh, your right as always Moony, we had better go start setting up anyways. Thank you Y/n!" Taking you by surprise James pulled you in for a tight hug and kissed your cheek.

"Uh yah, of course," You managed to take a breath.

"Prongs, let's get going yeah?" Sirius said, his expression dark.

James immediately released you from the hug, giving you a small smile before looking apologetically at Sirius. Remus started walking out of the corridor, Peter and James following close behind. You had been too busy watching the others to notice that Sirius was now less than a foot away. You glanced at him, growing more nervous by the second as he leaned in towards you. His breath, hot on your neck, sent shivers down your spine.

"Looking forward to tonight, love," he smirked.

You stood, too stunned to move, as he turned and confidently walked away.

After regaining control of your body, you made your way out of the corridor, your mind in a state of forelsket. (yes im too dramatic sometimes)

It was now 10:00 o'clock that night and you, along with your two closest friends, were sneaking through the seventh floor on your way to the party in the room of requirement. To your right was Camilla Canis, the most outgoing and opinionated out of the three of you. She was very excited to be going to the Marauders party. To your left was Lily Evans, she was more like you, quieter and serene, but unlike you she had a good relationship with her schoolwork. Not saying you were a bad student, you just didn't feel any joy when being assigned extra questions in Potions. Anyways, Lily, unlike Camilla, was not excited to go to the party. She had not been pleased to know that you had agreed to go, and that as a result she would have to attend.

"Y'all ready to kick it?" Camilla's voice broke through the silence.

"Oh ya I'm ecstatic," Lily glared at you.

You held up your hands defensively, "Sorry, but I mean isn't there a tiny part of you that's glad you decided to come?"

The look Lily gave you was enough to silence you. Thankfully the door of the room of requirement appeared before things got any more heated.

As you stepped inside, you raised your hand up to shade your eyes from the bright lights. Your ears were met with blaring dance music. Once you were used to the light you noticed that you were in a red room, no smaller than your common room. There were streamers hanging from the ceiling, couches and chairs along the walls, and tables that held various drinks and snacks. In the very middle of the room was a dance floor, where most of the party goers were gathered; apart from those making out in the darkened corners. All in all you were pretty impressed.

"Well," Said Lily, peering around. "What do we do now?"

"I don't know, go snog James or something. I'm gonna grab a drink, guys want anything?" Camilla asked.

Lily, who had turned a bright shade of red, just shook her head no.

"Y/n? Want something?" Camilla looked at you.

"No, I'm good,". You rarely drank, especially not when you were surrounded by people, it didn't tend to work out well.

"Ladies!" the three of you turned to see James and Sirius making their way through the sea of dancing people.

"You made it!" Sirius slipped one of his arms around your waist.

You immediately tensed up. Sirius was always very flirtatious and his actions weren't out of the ordinary, but your body still reacted even at his slightest touch.

"Wouldn't have missed it for the world," You said blushing.

"ACTually I coul… Lily started, but stopped after noticing the look of hurt flash on James's face. "It looks really good," she quickly covered up.

James smiled in appreciation."Well, if you girls are looking for something to do, I believe we are going to start playing a game very soon,"

"What game?" You asked curiously.

"You'll find out soon enough love," Sirius winked at you.

You looked at James, your curiosity growing.

James just grinned, "Ya, what he said. Oh but I should warn you, things are gonna be heating up".

James and Sirius then turned and began making their way through the crowd of people dancing, occasionally pulling someone aside.

"Hey Camilla," you nudged your friend with your arm.

"Sup,"

"I think I better get a drink now,".

Two shots of firewhiskey later you were feeling quite relaxed, which was perfect because the mysterious game was about to start. There was a group of you who had gathered on some couches in the corner of the room as you waited for the instructions.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, thank you all for coming to the party. I think it was a huge success, but sadly it has come to an end," James frowned at the group.

There was a chorus of 'Nooo' and 'It's not even late' from everyone sitting. Obviously most people were not ready for the fun to end.

"Hey now, the party may have ended," Sirius started, "But the after party starts right now!" he grinned.

You shook your head smiling as everyone, except Lily, whooped and cheered.

"Haha that's right," James laughed, "Now let's get to this game, has anyone here played Seven Minutes in Heaven?"

The majority of you all shook your heads but some, including Camilla, were giving knowing glances to each other.

"This is right up your alley Y/N," Camilla whispered to you, grinning.

Something told you that she was definitely lying. A knot began forming in the bottom of your stomach as the effects of the fire whiskey faded.

"Soooo, for those who don't know, Seven Minutes in Heaven is like an intense version of spin the bottle. The girls will put an item of theirs into this bag, and the guys will put an item of theirs into the bag James is holding. Everyone will get a turn to draw from the other bag, whoevers item you pick out is the one you will be spending time with," Sirius grinned cheekily, "…In the closet."

You lowered your face as you felt it heat up, your imagination going wild with what could possibly happen in the closet. You lifted your face only to find Sirius's eyes boring down into yours. If it was possible, your face turned a deeper shade of crimson. After what felt like hours you managed to look away.

Beside you Camilla was threatening to turn Lily's hair green if she didn't put something in the bag, which prompted you to search your pockets for an object. You managed to find a small bracelet charm which you dropped into the bag as it was passed around.

"Alright, looks like everyone's had a chance to put somethin in, so who's first?" James asked, smiling devilishly.

Not to your surprise, Camilla stood up and reached her hand into the bag pulling out a blue tassel.

"Who's the lucky man?" Sirius asked, looking around the circle.

"That would be me,". The voice belonged to Betram Aubrey, a very handsome Ravenclaw.

Camilla grinned, very pleased with her luck, as Bertram grabbed her hand and led her through one of the many doors that lined the wall.

"Don't do anything I wouldn't like!!" Sirius called after them, smiling mischievously, "now who's next?".

As time passed more and more people were sent into the closet together. Some came out all disheveled and blushing, and others came out looking ready to fight. Camilia had gotten to go into a closet twice now, but you and Lily hadn't had the chance yet. Neither of you, especially her, were too upset about it, but some part of you was curious to see what might happen if your name got called.

You were interrupted from your thoughts as Camilla lightly elbowed your shoulder, "Y/n,".

"Hmm, what?" You asked looking up. What you saw made your heart stop beating. Sirius Orion Black was holding up your charm bracelet. His eyes swept through the circle of people to land on you. He smirked at you and immediately you felt your face heating up, your eyes unable to drop his gaze.

"Well go get him Y/n," Camilla encouraged pushing you up.

It felt like you were moving in slow motion as you made your way over to Black, who still wore his signature smirk. As you reached him he grabbed your hand and led you into one of the rooms; he shut the door and you were both engulfed in darkness.

"Sirius?" you called out.

"I'm right here, love," he chuckled.

He sounded much closer than you expected and instinctively you took a step back, finding yourself pressed against a wall.

"Am I making you nervous?" he asked, as he took another step closer to you, trapping you against the wall.

Your body froze as he placed his hands on either side of your head, leaning close enough that you could feel his breathe on your neck.

"I-," you couldn't think clearly with his face just inches from yours.

"That's alright love," he murmured against your neck, "just tell me if you don't want this,"

You responded with silence as all you could do was stare into his piercing grey eyes, your body trapped between a wall and the man you had always longed for.

"Sounds good to me," his tone darkened as he lightly traced your jawline with his hand.

Sirius tipped your chin up, his eyes questioning, giving you one last chance to back out, but there wasn't any part of you that didn't want him, right here, right now and so you responded by quickly pressing your lips against his.

Pulling back you saw a look of surprise ridden on his face, but it quickly turned into a smirk, "No patience ay love? Well, let's try to take this slow."

As he spoke his lips brushed excruciatingly slowly over the naked skin at your neck. Sirius suddenly stopped his movement, bringing his lips to yours. The kiss started out slow, and careful but quickly became more passionate as want overcame the both of you. His hands found your waist, pulling your body flush against his own. Sirius pulled out of the kiss only for his lips to find your neck. Slowly he nipped and sucked at your skin, tilting your face to the side for better accessibility. His grip on your waist tightened as he lowly groaned, his tongue flicking over the sensitive skin of your neck. You found your body heating up, enjoying the feeling of pure pleasure that was coursing through your body. A soft moan left your mouth as he began sucking harsher, leaving your skin marked with a deep shade of crimson. As he continued, you found yourself overwhelmed with the need to touch him and so you maneuvered his body so he was the one pressed against the wall. This earned a low growl in response from Sirius as he withdrew from your neck. With a newly found confidence you wrapped your arms around his neck and pressed your lips against his. Slowly deepening the kiss you dipped hungrily into his mouth, Sirius reciprocated the kiss as his tongue found its way through your salty lips. Your hands ran through Sirius's hair, lightly tugging on the ends, causing his body to shudder. You both pulled away, breathing heavily as you fought to regain your breath.

Sirius's hands fell to your hips as he pushed you back against the wall, his eyes dark and his voice low as he murmured in your ear, "I want you Y/n,".

Chills ran through your body at his words, which were so painfully honest and full of emotion. You leaned your head against the wall behind you giving him more access as he began to nip at your collarbone, his lips travelling tantalizingly slow to the base of your neck, finding your sweet spot. Feeling the need for more contact you tugged at the base of his shirt, signalling that you wanted it off. He smirked against your neck as he obliged, teasing you as he pulled his shirt off, inch by inch. The urge to glare at him was interrupted as your eyes were drawn to his naked torso. Your eyes devoured his body, taking in every beautifully crafted muscle.

"It's rude to stare," Sirius smirked.

You felt your face heat up, but surprisingly you didn't turn away, instead you moved closer to him staring right into his eyes as your hands gripped his arms.

"Shut up Black," you muttered before connecting your lips to his neck.

Your hands slowly moved up his arms, feeling the definition there before your hands roamed his torso, your mouth slowly trailed down his neck to his chest, sucking harshly and pulling on his uncovered skin with your lips. Sirius responded with a low groan, his hands moving to grip your waist. You pulled away from his body slightly as you admired him, his usually perfect hair was now disheveled, his face flush, and his lips were dark and swollen, but in your eyes this was his truest form of raw beauty.

"What are you looking at?" he chuckled, having caught you admiring him.

"You," you smiled softly.

His eyes shined as he pulled you closer "You're much nicer to look at," he mumbled into the crook of your neck.

A small laugh escaped your lips as you once again wrapped your arms around his neck. Sirius leaned back and cupped your face with one of hands, the other remaining on your hip. His lips met yours full of need, which you recorpirated with the same passion. Your hands willed his body closer until there was no space between you. Hungrily, you deepened the kiss tilting his face to the side as your tongues fought for dominance.

Suddenly the door to the room was flung open as you heard James voice shouting, "Times up lovers!!"

Sirius immediatley moved his body to shade you from view, allowing you to straighten up your hair and clothing. The bright light from outside the room seemed to bring you back to your senses as everything sunk in. You were now one of the many girls that had gotten used by the notorious womanizer who was Sirius Black.

Shaking your head in disappointment at yourself you tried to push by Sirius, but he caught your wrist, preventing you from leaving.

"Hey, what's wrong?" he asked.

You laughed bitterly, "You got what you wanted Black, now will you let me go?"

"What I wanted," he shook his head, "What I want is still you Y/n, all of you, always,".

"Me?" you said in disbelief, "You could have anyone you wanted but you want me?"

"Yes,"

"Why?" your voice came out as a whisper.

"Because you are the most genuine, loving, and generous person I have ever met, and I'm not about to let you slip through my fingers. I want to be with you" He replied honestly.

"I, well I don't know what to say," you said looking up at him.

"Don't say anything right now, just promise me you'll think about it," he reached for your hands.

You just nodded, smiling softly.

"HEY GUYS WHY ARE YOU TAKING SO LONG?" James's shouting interrupted your shared gaze.

Sirius smiled at you before turning to leave the room.

"Hey Black you forgot about your shirt," you called out after him.

He turned back and grinned, "Keep it, you'll look better in it anyways," he winked, continuing back to the others.

You shook your head smiling as you tucked his shirt under your arm, your heart full and your mind heavy.

[easyicesblog]

[theliliesofwatersedge]

*In a meeting with the Potters after a certain Gryffindor party*

McGonagall: *Sliding a photo across the table*

McGonagall: Do you have anything to say for this photo Mister Potter?

The Photograph in question: *Depicting the Gryffindor common room bedded out with empty firewhiskey bottles/Alice, Peter and Sirius passed out on the floor/Remus and Lily sharing a joint/Dorcas and Marlene making out against the wall/Frank, Mary and Pandora dancing and finally James in the centre of the common room with one fist in the air and another swung over Regulus’ should with a beer loosely hanging from his fingers as they kiss*

James: Thats not me.

Mcgonagall: Thats not you?

James: Nope...

[alexsays-no]

*playing Lay all your love on me*

ILOVETHEM ILOVETHEM ILOVETHEM

[mochafrappiccinolatte]

This is a Jegulus birthday one-shot dedicated to the lovely, sweet, kind, talented, and most perfect @kat-m-toast. Happy birthday 🖤

TW: implied explicit content

Four things are true:

James Potter loves birthdays.

James Potter has never had a surprise party because he is so excited for his birthday every year that he always helps his friends plan him an elaborate party.

Regulus Black hates birthdays and elaborate parties.

Regulus Black loves James Potter.

It’s the fourth one that is the current cause of Regulus’ migraine. Presently, Regulus is sitting in the dark, crouched down in the Gryffindor Common Room on a Saturday night surrounded by rowdy lions, who he just cannot get to shut the fuck up.

“Do they truly have no sense of decorum? They are going to ruin the surprise,” Regulus thinks with an irritated huff.

You see, James’ birthday fell on a Wednesday this year. Which was a problem because he had quidditch practice at 5:30 am (the maniac) and what is there to do on a Wednesday? The Marauders, as usual, caused a giant commotion over breakfast, how they made every fork and spoon say happy birthday prongsie when touched Regulus will never know. They then partook in riotous revelry throughout the day, so you know, the same as any other Wednesday.

Regulus, the HBIC (head boyfriend in charge) planned a candlelight picnic on the astronomy tower. It was sentimental, cute, quaint even, their relationship did start on that very tower, after all. But, Regulus knows his boyfriend and his love of grand gestures, birthdays, and, sadly, elaborate parties.

This brings us back to number four, Regulus Black fucking loves James Potter. This means Regulus knows that, although James was grateful for their candlelit birthday picnic, he was also disappointed that his Wednesday birthday meant he couldn’t have a party.

Or, so he thought. Regulus isn’t the HBIC for nothing. So, he’s spent months meeting in secret with the Gryffindors (vomit), sourcing firewhiskey (surprisingly easy), writing Effie to get her to send James’ favorite cake so he can blow out candles (this muggle custom confuses and disgusts Regulus, but James loves it and it’s not like Regulus is a stranger to James’ spit), convincing Peter to “accidentally” lose the map (yes, Regulus knows about the map, no, they aren’t that discrete), convincing Remus to steal the invisibility cloak (yes, Regulus knows about the invisibility cloak, no they aren’t that discrete, like at all) and then sneaking everything up to the Gryffindor Common Room while Sirius distracts James (again, surprisingly easy).

But everything, every argument with his brother, every secret meeting with the lions, thank Salazar for Lily Evans, every trek through dirty passageways that Regulus sacrificed more than one pair of shoes to, hell, even the four nights of Regulus sleeping in the Slytherin Common Room that he traded with Barty in order to get the expensive firewhiskey (apparently there’s this thing Barty wants to try against the window and the floor that required him and Evan have complete privacy) was all worth it when he saw the look on his boyfriend’s face when the confetti flew into the air and everyone jumped up and yelled surprise.

Regulus has never seen James cry, embodiment of sunshine and all that, but even from where Regulus now stands by the stairs he can see the tears shining in James’ eyes.

When James finally spots Regulus, that’s when the tears fall.

“This was all you, wasn’t it, love?” James asks as he gets closer to Regulus, slipping an arm around his waist.

“Happy birthday, Jamie. I hope your surprise party was worth the wait.” Regulus replies, his lips against James’ cheek.

So yes, Regulus Black loves James Potter, and, if the show of gratitude he got in the Room of Requirement that night is anything to go off of, Regulus Black may be persuaded to like elaborate parties as well.

[mastermindmiko]

Oblivious

Pairing: Ron Weasley + fem!reader

Word count: 937

Summary: You can't find a date for the Christmas party, and you're completely oblivious.

Warnings: being oblivious and negative thoughts, not proofread.

Hey! If you think this didn't completely suck, feel free to check out my masterlist.

I was the best Potions maker in my year, in all of hogwarts if I'm feeling confident that day, so naturally, I'm invited to go to Professor Slughorn's Christmas party that all members of the Slug-club are invited to.

My dilemma was that I had no date. Hermione told me to go alone, but Ron's word from fourth year (no matter how pathetic) echoed into my head. I did not need Ron to think that I'm pathetic.

Harry was also in search of a date, but when I asked him (desperately), he just turned red and fumbled. I assume that the thought of being my date was just so awful, he couldn't stand it.

I thought about asking Ron, but remembering his kiss with Lavender made me feel an ache in my chest. I didn't know what their relationship status was, so I didn't want to overstep any boundaries.

Not even Cormac Mclaggen asked me, and he's asked everyone. I didn't want to go with him, of course, but why was it that no one wanted to be my date.

When the party was only a week away I started to grow desperate. I asked Dean, Seamus, Neville, but none of them agreed. Maybe there was something wrong with me because a few nights before they were all talking about how much they wanted to go, I told Ron about wanting to ask them, then the next day they all told me they weren't available.

Neville was desperate enough to work at the party, but not be my date. Was serving people tiny confections and drinks more tolerable than evening with me?

I had to find a way to deal with the fact that I was simply undateable and that I would have to go to ball on my own. So, naturally, I curled up into my dorm and cried while eating chocolates.

A knock echoes through the dorm room, and I wipe away any excess chocolate that could've been on my mouth, then I allow the person to enter. Ron says, "Are you okay? Hermione said that you've been crying."

He walks to my bed, and I sniffle. He continues, "I was worried, since you know..."

"Since what?" I ask, confused. He just blushes and waves it off. He hesitates before sitting next to me on the bed. He purses his lips then looks around the room awkwardly.

He points to the dress that's hanging against the doorframe of the bathroom, making sure it doesn't wrinkle. It was an amazing dress, the perfect shade of blue that was a perfect mix between elegant and casual. It was perfect for the party.

"Is that the dress you're wearing to the party tomorrow? You'll look beautiful." He says then flushes. My eyes snap to him at the statement. He stutters, "Not that the dress will make you beautiful - you're always stunning."

"Can we not talk about the party?" I groan, rubbing my face with my hands that I checked were chocolate free. Ron inquires, "Is that what this is about? The party."

I groan and lay back into my bed, back spread on the mattress while my legs dangle off it. I confess, "I don't have a date."

Ron copies my position and looks at me. His face turns into a frown. He says, "I'm sure you'll find someone."

"I haven't been able to find someone for weeks."

"I um I am free tomorrow." Ron says, and I reply quickly, "You'll use that time well and finish that potions homework you've got."

Hos frown deepens, but it's true. The only reason why I'm friends with Ron, Harry, and Hermione was because a few years ago, I was told to tutor Ron in potions.

I think back to the fact that I'm dateless and I let out a singular sob. I feel a tear trickle down the side of my cheek as I stare up at the ceiling. I cry, "Is there something wrong with me? Why does no one like me?”

After my confession, I hear a snort from my right. I whip my head to find Ron smiling at me. I frown, why was he smiling at my misery? “Why are you smiling?"

He doesn't reply, but he looks at me like I'm both an idiot and another way that I can't quite place. I ask, "Why are you looking at me like that?”

“You’re so stupid.” He chuckles after a beat, and my frown deepens. Nothing was making sense. What did I say that would make me loom stupid? I pout and ask, “What do you mean?”

“You ask too many questions.” Ron, let's out with a smile. The next thing I know is that he's hovering over me with a hand on my cheek and his lips pressed to mine.

I hold his face and kiss him harder. My heart is beating a hundred miles a minute and my stomach feels like its going to explode. I have a sappy smile on my face before I pull away to mumble, sadly, "What about Lavender?"

"What about her?" Ron replies, holding himself up by his forearms that are on either side of me. I pout again and say, "You two kissed."

"That was nothing. I pushed her away afterwards." Ron says, and he looks confused. I smile, knowing that him and Lavender aren't a thing. I say, "Never mind, just keep kissing me."

And he does. He whispers against my lips, "You taste like chocolate." He continues to kiss me like his life depended on it.

I guess I do have a date after all.

a/n: I think that this is one of my favourite confessions I've ever written, I think it's adorable. Also, I'm aware that the GIF is the dinner party, not the Christmas party, but I couldn't find any other relevant ones.

[jan0sch-ao3]

Perpetually Flirtatious - Wolfstar

Microfic Rated: Teen and Up Uploaded to my Ao3 15/01/2024

He was swaying his hips, the music guided him from woman to woman - flirtatious.

It was loud and crowded, but Sirius was easy to spot, at least to Remus. He couldn’t take his eyes off the soft black hair flowing between the people. The wall was cold and so was the drink but his cheeks were hot; he felt blue.

Remus wanted to dance too, lay his hands on Sirius’s swaying hips and guide him away from those women.

However, Sirius didn’t notice Remus’ gaze and didn’t waste a thought on him while laying his hands on an unknown girl’s hip with her arms around his neck.

That’s the Sirius Remus knew, the Sirius he could never have - perpetually flirtatious. Word count: 120

[remusoldsuitcase]

Marauders playlists masterlist

hi, i have A LOT of playlists inspired by the marauders and i want to share them here :)

I shall divide them by theme

Marauders

Gryffindor party - marauders edition: this one is my baby, everything is pre summer 1978 (AKA last Hogwarts year for the boys (and gr8 for a 70´s party))

a Marauder playlist: songs that fit them

Characters

Remus

Sirius:

James:

Peter:

Marlene <3

Lily

Grant Chapman:

Relationships

Jegulus/StarChaser/James+Reggie - jegulus daily dosis

Sirius and Regulus as brothers not a ship - toujours pur

Wolfstar: we can divide them by feelings i guess

Angsty - mr. tell me a f***ing secret Happy - wolfstar but is actually happy Sad - remus thinking about sirius at 3AM; but is post-war 1993-1994 (or Prisoner of Azkaban) - wolfstar 1993

Moments

Post Halloween: :D yeah I... i can´t say that much about this one, pretty self explanatory - remus, something awful has happened

And that´s all, i´ll edit this post if i make more, bye

[gaianyx]

The Slytherin Party

By Jane F. Nyx

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Reader

Summary: At the monthly Slytherin Party there is only one rule. No Gryffindors aloud, except for a pair of twins. What happens when one of those twins happens to be your good friend and latest 'one-night stand'?

W/C: 1.1k

A/N: Based on the 'Hogwarts Party' tiktoks. Feedbacks and tips will be well received :)) Proof read. No use of (y/n).

Happy reading everyone!

The first thing to be heard was the sound of a muffled song blasting through speakers when I got closer to the 'door', the girl's unused bathroom.

Two Slytherin boys were watching the door, so I walked up to them, my trusty bag with all the goodies inside kept closer to me.

"I brought the puff Blaize ordered," I said, showing the boys my bag. 

They opened the door for me to enter.

The loud sound of music becomes much clearer. People dancing, drinking and singing around. Almost every student from every house was there. The monthly Slytherin Party became a tradition.

No Gryffindors aloud. Hufflepuffs, the bakers and herbologists. The Ravenclaws, the potions and spells makers, were always welcome. And of course, no Slytherin could go through a party without their emotional support Hufflepuff buddy next to them.

I walked through the cloud of people trying to find the right ones. That's when I saw them, standing next to what looked like a potion Fontaine.

Blaize Zabini, who had Luna Lovegood leaning on his shoulder. And Mattheo Riddle, with Dove Jackson, aka my best friend, by his side.

I quickened my pace to talk to them.

-"Hey, love! How is it going?" Dove asked when I approached her group.

-"I'm doing good," I responded, "Brought the stuff, made this morning," I showed them all the bag and gave a smaller one that was inside to Zabini who gladly accepted it.

-"Did I ever tell you you're the best?" Zabini asked, passing the bag to Luna to give it to her fellow potion makers.

-"No need to, I already knew that," I laughed at the last part. Dove and Luna then took both of my arms for us to leave the boys and do some business.

We were dressed for the night, Dove wearing a dark green tight dress to match her house. Luna a white cocktail dress with glitter that fit her style perfectly. And me, my favourite, blood red dress.

We had just started to hand out the potions when they walked in...

The Weasley twins.

I quickly turned to Luna and Dove, grabbing them by their arms.

"You told me he wasn't invited," my voice sounded much more like a grunt, after the new discovery.

-"Well, we didn't invite them," Luna said with her calm tone, "Maybe Mattheo did. He was talking to Blaize the other day about some candy he had ordered for the party,".

Of course they did.

There was only one exception to the 'No Gryffindors Rule'. And that exception happened to be George and Fred Weasley.

And Fred Weasley happened to be my one party date/flow/thing/I don't know what happened that night.

Since then things became weird between us. I was drunk that night, he was drunk that night and we both had smoked a bit. So I don't know how much of it was real.

Yes, there was tension before that. But nothing more than Fred being a flirt. He was just a flirtatious person.

We were both dealers so it was made to happen that we would meet at any party soon. But I didn't know it would take only a week time.

"Looking good, sweetheart!" was the first thing I heard leaving that pretty mouth of his.

I felt two gentle ticks on my shoulder, so I turned around.

The one only Fred Weasley.

He was a little taller than me so I needed to look a bit up to see his face.

And God, did he look good tonight.

Black button-up shirt and dark blue jeans, the first two buttons of his shirt open leaving room for imagination.

Luna and Dove had disappeared, leaving me and Fred alone...

-"Hello, Weasley!" I gathered the courage to talk. "What are you doing here?" I already knew the answer, but everything was better than silence. Even tho we were at a party full of people.

-"Same as you," he said "Just business," Fred pointed at George who had handed a little bag to Mattheo and Blaize.

-"I see..." I didn't know what to say, did he even remember everything that happened last party?

-"I was actually hoping you would be here tonight," he said taking one step closer. I could smell the familiar scent of cinnamon and wood.

The same smell that felt so intoxicating the last time. The same smell that made me wanting for more and wished the night didn't end the way it did.

Both of us were just too scared, scared to take the next step and admit that what we had wasn't only rivalry between dealers, that it wasn't only the friendship we had built, that it wasn't only the flirting and shared glancings.

That it wasn't only me and him, but maybe a us.

He took another step closer, he was looking down into my eyes and I was looking into his.

-"You also look good tonight," a small laugh escaped Fred's lips and a smile appeared in mine.

A slower song started to play. It might have been destiny, but in any way, it happened.

-"Would you like to dance?" Fred asked, "Promise I won't run away this time," he smiled at the last part remembering the chaotic night you guys had had.

-"Yes," and there I was. Once again at the arms of Fred Weasley swaying to a slow song, my hands on his shoulder and his hands on my waist.

-"You know," Fred was talking in a much lower tone now, almost a whisper, "I don't regret the last party, nor do I regret kissing you, the only thing I regret was leaving you afterwards,".

-"Freddie..." I felt my cheeks heating up, "We were drunk," there I was once again blaming everything on the alcohol and the weed. Completely ignoring my feelings and second-guessing the whole thing.

-"I only drank that much to take the courage and finally hit up on you and admit that what I feel for you is much more than friends should feel for each other," his eyes seemed to spark, and I couldn't stop looking at them.

We were in a trance, completely forgetting the world around us.

"And I hope, that you feel the same about this redhead right here," there was hope in his eyes, but there was also fear.

-"What I feel for you is much more than friends should feel," I said, my heart racing, "And I don't regret anything. Not at all, the only thing I regret is that it ended,".

And he kissed me.

But not for the last time.

A/N: If you enjoyed this post please don't forget to like and reblog <3333 Thank you for reading!

Requests: open

See you in the next chapter!

xoxo Jane

[xxxregulusblackxxx]

You know the fic you're reading is so angsty if you have to take a break and read pure fluff from you're comfort ship from a completely different fandom

[lulublack90]

Prompt 29 - Sip

@wolfstarmicrofic Prompt 29, word count 329

The Marauders were having a party. James and Sirius had convinced Madam Rosmerta to supply them with alcohol. Peter and Remus had asked the house elves if they would be so kind as to send up some food for their guests. And Mary, Lily and Marlene had decorated the Common room. Between them, they seemed to be unstoppable.

The party was in full swing. Everyone was having a great time, dancing, eating, drinking and, in Peters's case, singing along full pelt to an Elton John song.

Remus had had to sit down. He’d done a few too many shots, so was quietly taking small sips of water to try and clear his head and settle his stomach. 

Monolith started playing after Rocket Man. Remus looked over at the dancers. Most were couples dancing to the slower song. But right in the middle of the dance floor, in a circle of his own, as though a magical barrier had been placed upon him, was Sirius. 

His body swaying to the music. His arms above his head, bringing them up and down slowly around himself. His hands moved with the music, floating through the air. His fingers twitched with the beat. His whole body was alive, moving fluidly. 

Remus took another sip of water before placing his glass down on the nearest table and helplessly walking towards Sirius. 

He wound his way through the other dancers until he came to Sirius’s circle. He stood on the edge, watching Sirius undulate to the music. His eyes were closed, a smile playing across his face. 

Remus went through the imaginary barrier straight to Sirius. He carefully placed his hand on Sirius’s hips. Sirius let his hands fall around Remus’s shoulders. 

“Wondered how long it would take you.” He crooned, opening his eyelids in a flutter. 

“Sorry, I was enjoying the view.” Remus grinned at him as Sirius laid his head on Remus’s shoulder, and they swayed together for the rest of the night.