#beautiful sirius black you will always be famous

[del-stars]

absolutely stunning gorgeous sirius is so important to me. like he’s just classically beautiful in the way that makes you stop walking if you passed him on the street. the parallel of the house of black being all put together and picturesque on the outside but so dark and messed up on the inside versus sirius valuing his looks above all else because it’s what people appreciate for but screaming and traumatised on the inside ughhhh it hits so hard

[annabelinlove]

No Games

Pairing: Wolfstar x reader (Sirius Black x Reader, Remus Lupin x Reader)

Summary: You were injured by some Slytherins and the boys worry for you.

Word Count: 5.9k

Warnings: angst, description of violence, language, Snape is a dick, English isn’t my first language, Peter doesn’t exist in this, lmk if I missed any

Being a muggle born never really bothered you. You loved your parents, and you were glad for the childhood you had. They were really surprised when you had gotten your letter but were supportive nevertheless. They didn’t understand your new world and even though they were happy for you, they never cared to learn more about it. Part of you was bothered about it, because living in two different worlds, yet still trying to communicate, was hard. You drifted apart and whenever you visited during the breaks, they never wanted to hear about your school year or the magical world. It was usually awkward and uncomfortable, but you still loved them dearly and knew they loved you. You weren’t ashamed of your parents and defended them any chance you got.

Your first year was pretty hard. Not only were you getting used to this whole new world you were suddenly thrown into, but you’ve also learned the hard way, that being a muggle born was viewed as a bad thing. Being called worthless, stain on the wizarding world and mudblood were suddenly a daily occurrence. Thankfully, being sorted into Gryffindor led you to meet some amazing people and become best friends with Lily Evans. You tried to get through it together and it was suddenly much easier to have someone who understood you. You’ve befriended the Marauders as well and since the start of the second year, you were inseparable. Lily had some apprehension at the beginning, since James Potter was an ‘arrogant toerag’ in her words, but you’ve helped her realize, that there was much more then mischief in the boys. It didn’t take long for you to develop feelings for two of the troublemakers. There was just something about Sirius Black and Remus Lupin that made you fall, and you fell hard. You still remembered the conversation with Lily, where you revealed your feeling by accident. It was soon after Sirius and Remus started dating.

“I don’t get how the two of them could be together! Don’t get me wrong, I’m really happy for them and I hope they’ll be happy but they’re just... they’re so different!” Lily told you drunkenly at one of the famous Gryffindor parties, looking at the couple snogging in the middle of the made-up dance floor.

“And that’s the beauty of it, you know? When Sirius is hotheaded, Remus is there to calm him down and where Remus is reserved, Sirius helps him get out of his shelf. They’re two sides of the same coin,” you defended them fiercely. Seeing them like that made you so happy, but the darker side of you was jealous, wishing you could be part of it.

“I kinda wish a coin had three sides, you know? Can you imagine how amazing that would be?” You said without thinking, gaze fixed on the two boys. Lily shot you a confused look.

“A coin with three sides? How would that even look? And what kind of shape would it have to have? Why would you want a three-sided coin?” Her confusion was not only in her eyes, but you could also detect it in her voice as well. You just rolled your eyes at her oblivion.

“I don’t want a three-sided coin Lily, I wanna be part of their relationship. How you’re on top of every class, I have no idea.”

The memory always made you smile. And your wish came true. Not long after your conversation with Lily, even though it felt like years for you, you became a part of the relationship. It was quite complicated at the beginning, you were no stranger to dating, but dating not only two boys but two Golden boys of Hogwarts was no easy task. But you’ve happily settled and after some long conversations, when you all tried to figure out, you were as happy as you could ever be.

Your sixth year was however when things turned complicated once again. The war raging outside the walls of the castle was taking a tool on you. You were constantly worried about the safety of your family as well as your own. It was no secret that you had muggle parents, which made you a target at the school as well. Every time you saw some Slytherins, mostly Snape with Malfoy and Mulciber, you were called names and even hexed multiple times. But it wasn’t only you, every muggle born was treated like that, which didn’t make it better, yet it seemed like you were the biggest target, wether it was because of your connection and close friendship with the Marauders, the constant pranks you pulled on them or the fact, that you always fought back and never let them get away with it. You had many serious talks with Lily about this topic. She tried to tell you to take it easy and ignore them like she did, and they’d get bored of it soon. You never had the heart to tell her, that the reason the boys didn’t target her as much was because Severus still had feelings for her, even after their falling-out, and threatened other Slytherins to take it easy on her.

“Why did you do that?” Lily asked you as you laid on your bed with a pack of ice on your face that still stung from the hex they threw at you.

“You mean why did I turned them into snakes? Because that’s what they fucking are Lily. I can’t juste let them call me names and walk away. Plus, they started it,” you said tiredly, the headache making you nauseous.

“But you could! If you had just ignored them, you wouldn’t have been hurt and in detention” she tried once again “that’s what I do, just walk away. So what if the call us mudbloods, its not like its harmful anymore.”

“But its not about the name calling. They’re fucking death eaters and acting like they’re better than us, but they’re not! It’s about the principle. You can’t do something bad and not get punished for it.” The conversation was almost identical to the one you��ve had many times in the past.

“Well, at least you’ve answered your question why you have to go to detention for the following week,” Lily sighed and went to change you ice pack.

The boys tried their best to protect you, they always made sure that at least one of them was with you. Wether it was in library with Remus, quidditch with James, the kitchen with Sirius or at least one of them walking you to every class and the Great Hall. They never talked to you about it, but you knew what they were doing, and the thoughtfulness warmed your heart. But they couldn’t be with you every second of the day no matter how much you wanted them to or how much they tried. That’s how you found yourself walking to your common room late at night after another detention with McGonagall.

“I’m sorry, you did what?!” Remus shrieked, staring at you in disbelief.

“I set Snivellus on fire. I mean, just his robes,” you mumbled sheepishly. Your boyfriends stared at you with mixed amazement and incredulity. James bursted into laughter.

“How come we never thought of that?” He said between laughter.

“Pff, don’t encourage her Prongs or she’ll think it was a good idea and will do something analogously stupid.” Your scarred boyfriend scoffed, but the corner of his mouth twitching.

“And what was I supposed to do? Let him torture the poor second year and just walk away?” You tried to defend your actions, slowly getting worked up.

“That’s not what he meant, pet. We just want you to be careful. Moony means well, he’s scared, just like the rest of us. They’re getting bolder and bolder. We’re proud of you for defending the kid, aren’t we, Moons?” Sirius finally joined the conversation, trying to calm you all down. He pulled you into his arms, kissing your head. Remus sighed and took your face into his hands, looking deeply into your eyes.

“Of course I’m proud, you're our brave girl, darling. Just don’t wanna see you hurt.” And with those words he kissed you deeply.

Walking down the dark and empty corridor, you tried not to think about the sickening smell you’ve been inhaling for the least couple of hours. Professor McGonagall made you wash one of the dirty bathrooms without magic as your punishment. You were disgusted with the Hogwarts students and the mess they could make. So lost in your own head, you didn’t even hear the steps of people behind you. Not until it was too late anyway.

“Well, well, well, who do we have here?” Said the voice behind you that belonged to no other then Severus Snape. Before you could even pull out your wand, it flew out of your hands with a simple Expelliarmus from Mulciber, whom you just noticed standing behind Snape.

“I’m not in a mood for your games Snivellus,” you snapped at him, already tired from the day you had.

“Oh, trust me, this is no game,” he threatened, smiling at you maliciously. You wanted to punch him so hard.

“What are you even doing here, aren’t you supposed to be at the infirmary? Those burns looked pretty nasty earlier.” His smile disappeared and something much more dangerous appeaed on his face.

“You’re gonna pay for that, you stupid bitch,” he sneered at you. Your fight or flight instincts kicked in and you moved to him with the intention to rip his head off his body. But before you could take more than few steps, he hit you with a Petrificus Totalus spell. You tried to mask your panic when you realized you could possibly be in an immense danger without your wand and the ability to move with two deatheaters, who loathed you. The grin Snape and Mulciber gave you was a sign of how much of a shit job you did to hide your emotions.

“Not so brave now, are you, mudblood?” Mulciber gave you a sickening smirk. You could see nothing but madness in his eyes. They started to circle around you, eyeing you like predators wanting to hurt their prey. You watched them carefully, waiting for their next move.

“Not in a mood for games, did you say? What a shame because I’m ready to play,” said Mulciber before casting a Flipendo and suddenly, you were upside down, your head hitting the floor. You wanted to do something, protect yourself, scream for help, but you were powerless, unable to do any of the things you wanted to.

“I feel like it’d be much more fun if she didn’t see us, don’t you agree?” He asked Severus who chuckled and nodded.

“For once, I must agree with you. Obscurs!” And all of a sudden you were blindfold, your panic rising. You had no idea what they had planned for you, but were sure it was nothing pleasant. Everything went pretty hazy after they hit you with the Confundus charm. The two deatheaters were taking turns hexing you. They made you slowly bleed and ache, but they haven’t done anything terrible to really harm you, which somehow made you even more nervous. They were slowly becoming more and more harmful with their hexes, causing you more pain. Until they grew bored of the wand work. You were thrown on the floor, all spells lifted from you, and you thought it was finally over before you were harshly kicked into the stomach. You could hear them laughing as they continued to hit you and kick you around the cold floor. They’ve caused you more then enough harm. You were bleeding from various places and was more than sure that you had a few broken bones as well as a concussion from them throwing you around like a ragdoll. Your foggy brain couldn’t comprehend all that was happening. Both of them suddenly stopped and quietned down as you tried to crawl away from them. The silence was broken with a shout.

“Crucio!” Yelled one of the boys. You couldn’t care less which one, as you were hit with an immense pain. You were on the floor, whirling in pain. You trashed on the ground, somehow in hopes off gettin rid of the pain, but all in vain. You tried to let out a scream, but you weren’t sure if you did because you couldn’t hear anything but their laughter. The curse was lifted and you sucked a breath of air into your lungs, or at least you tried to. You didn’t have time to even move before they’ve casted the curse again. And again and again. You felt like your insides were being twisted and ripped out of you. At that point, you just wanted them to kill you. You didn’t know how much time has passed, before Snape leaned over you.

“You’ll learn where your place is. You don’t deserve to breathe the same air as we do, mugblood. Let this be your lesson. Hopefully one you’ll remember until your pathetic life ends. Which may not be that long, now that I think about it.” You didn’t even notice that the curse wasn’t on you anymore. You couldn’t move, couldn’t see, couldn’t do anything then whisper a pathetic please, hoping your suffering would end soon. He just smirked at you and looked like he wanted to say something else, but Mulciber beat him to it, shouting Crucio once again. There was nothing you could do than just to take it while begging them to stop. You were slipping into unconsciousness, the pain being too much. You couldn’t even tell the difference between being under the curse and not because all you could feel was agony. You thought you heard someone shouting, but it may have just been a hallucination. Opening your eyes, you could make out a silhouette of someone else coming and you were praying to Merlin it wasn’t Malfoy wanting to join in on all the ‘fun’. To your surprise you saw, or at least thought you did, Snape and Mulciber running away, but not before the last curse Snape sent your way. Sectumsempra were the last words of Severus Snape, before he took of, disappearing in the darkness. You realized; you didn’t know pain until now. Your body was on fire and instead of drawing in a breath, you coughed out blood.

“Hey, hey, can you hear me?” Somebody was leaning over you, but you couldn’t make out who it was.

“It’s okay now, please just try to breathe. You’re safe, you’re safe.” Those were the last words before the darkness took over you.

“Lay her here, carefully! And quickly, sent for Dumbledore!”

“I don’t know what to do, I’ve never dealt with something like this.”

“Just hold on, it’s gonna be okay.”

“What the fuck happened?!” “You can’t be here right now, mister Black.”

“This is gonna hurt, dear. I’m so sorry.”

“You’re safe now, my love. I’m never gonna let anything like that happen to you. I swear on my life.”

“What the hell do you mean, they’re not gonna be punished?!” “We are not discussing this topic with you, mister Lupin.” “They can’t just walk away, have you seen what they’ve done to her? She’s fucking dying!” “Enough Remus, please.”

“Please, wake up. I know it’s selfish of me to ask this, considering everything that happened, but please, I really need you to wake up.”

You kept slipping in an out of consciousness, hearing bits and peaces of the conversations happening around you, but the darkness has always won and took you under.

The first thing you felt was something wet on your hand. You tried to open your eyes, but even such easy task seemed like something impossible. You tried to move, but it was like you were under the binding curse all over again. After much effort, you were able to open your eyes very slowly. The bright light made you blink a couple of times, but you were able to recognize your surroundings. The hospital wing. You wanted to sit up, but the pain suddenly consumed you like a tsunami, and a groan tore itself out of your throat.

“You’re awake!” Said a quiet voice. Your eyes met Lily’s beautiful green ones. Tears rolled down her cheeks and the realization that you’ve felt her tears on your hand hit you. You tried to open your mouth to say something, but your throat felt like sandpaper and nothing came out.

“Shh, don’t say anything, its okay. Here, try to drink some water instead.” She handed you a cool glass of water, but you were unable to sit up and drink. When she noticed, more tears welled up in her eyes and she softly squeezed your hand and with the words, that she’ll be back soon left you alone and disappeared behind the white curtains around your bed. You didn’t know how much time passed with you just looking at the ceiling, but Madam Pomfrey was suddenly by your side with some other woman in white.

“This is nurse Bimley, we’re just gonna do a quick check, okay?” She asked and both her and the nurse started to examine you and move you around. They asked you some questions, but you didn’t really pay attention, your mind tired to function properly. With their hands on you and calming words, you fell into the darkness.

Opening you eyes the second time was easier and even adjusting to the light was quicker. You found yourself half sitting, half laying on the hospital bed. Did they move you again? How long has it been since I last woke up? Why am I even here?

“Hey.” Whispered a voice beside you, interrupting your train of thoughts. You looked at the boy sitting on a very uncomfortable looking chair next to your bed. You’d recognize his stormy eyes everywhere, but the ever-present spark in them seemed to disappear, worry replacing it. Your hand was squeezed and you looked on your other side, seeing a scarred hand placed in yours. You felt somewhat calmer knowing that your boyfriends were with you.

“Here, drink this.” Remus lifted a glass of some murky liquid to your mouth waited patiently for you to drink the whole thing and you did even though it tasted like shit. He placed the, now empty, glass on the table, avoiding eye contact the whole time, contrary to your other boyfriend. You were all quiet for a while, just studying each other before Sirius broke the silence.

“How are you feeling, love?” You wanted to answer, but instead of words, you started to cough. To your horror you’ve realized droplets of blood came out of your throat, and Sirius was quick to hold a small bucket near your mouth.

“Shh, its okay darling. Just let it out. It’s okay.” Remus tried to soothe you, suddenly standing next to you. He looked like he wanted to place his hand on your back, but for a reason unknown to you, he decided against it. After your coughing fit, you closed your eyes and tried to properly breathe, which suddenly seemed like almost impossible task. When you calmed down a bit and looked up, you saw Sirius’s eyes pooling with unshed tears. He tried to smile at you reassuringly, but it felt fake.

“We should get madame Pomfrey,” Remus murmured, the words aimed to Sirius who slowly nodded, but before any of them could move, you croaked barely audible no. Your voice sounded like nails on chalkboard, and you cringed before starting to cough again. Sirius held up the bucket again while Remus spoke.

“Okay, okay. We won’t call anyone just yet. Just try to breathe for us darling.” And you did what he told you. He sat on the chair again. After you stopped coughing, you tried to speak once again.

“What..” but before you could finish your sentence, Sirius gently shushed you. “Don’t speak, my love. You need to rest and talking just makes it worse.” You nodded at his words, resting your head on the pillow behind you.

“Do you remember what happened, angel?” Remus asked you carefully to which you just shook your head. You didn’t remember anything; you mind still not working properly. The only thing you knew was that you were in terrible pain. Remus sighed before continuing.

“You were attacked darling. When you were walking from detention, some Slytherin cornered you and..” his voice broke, not being able to finish his sentence. Thankfully, Sirius took over.

“They did horrible, horrible things to you, angel. They didn’t tell us exactly what happened, but it almost killed you.” His voice was barely above a whisper at the end, a single tear rolling down his cheek. It almost killed you kept on replaying in your head over and over again as you started to remember bits and pieces. Their laughter, their hexes and curses, the pain. You didn’t even realize you started shaking before Sirius gently laid his hand on your cheek.

“Hey, hey, baby listen to me, you’re safe now. It’s over and you’re safe, do you hear me? We’re never gonna let anything like that happen to you again, okay? You’re safe with us. I promise.” He tried to calm you but you didn’t register his words as you kept on remembering everything. It felt like you were in a trance, not being able to do anything beside cry and shake, ugly sobs tearing out of your throat. You didn’t even realize that Remus quickly left your side to get Poppy to help you. To you, she appeared out of nowhere, suddenly by your side.

“I told you to get me when she wakes up, mainly to prevent something like this from happening. Now leave us alone and get professor McGonagall.” Both of your boyfriends left rather quickly without a word but sending you a sorry look. You really didn’t want them to leave but were unable to voice you thoughts through the sobbing. The sweet nurse got you to calm down after a while of sweet talk and reassurance that you were safe.

“Let me check the injuries, okay?” She asked but already started to take off your hospital robe that you didn’t even notice you were wearing. Underneath your whole body was bandaged, some of the bandages red from the blood seeping through them, you could see black and blue bruises where your skin was showing and you felt like you were going to be sick. Madam Pomfrey, thankfully, saw that coming and quickly brought a bucket to your mouth, the same that Sirius gave you earlier, and you puked your guts out, all that while she whispered calming words to you. When you were done, you closed your eyes and let the nurse rewrap your wounds after rubbing some ointment on them. The second she was done, professor McGonagall came into sight with Dumbledore on her heels, it was like they scented they could come.

“Good evening miss Y/S. How are you feeling?” He asked you politely, his eyes searching yours. You shrugged your shoulders, not trusting yourself to talk just yet.

“Do you remember what happened?” He asked you again to which you just nodded your head, avoiding eye contact with anyone.

“I know its hard, but would you be able to tell us what happened?” You dreaded this question, but took a deep breath before finally answering verbally. You vaguely told them the events of that night. I don’t even know how long I was asleep ran through your head, but you pushed it aside and continued talking. About how they cornered you, taking your want and hexing you. How they grew tired of it after a while and decided to beat you up. How they used one of the Unforgivables on you before someone came to your rescue. How they ran but not before sending some unknown spell in your way. By the end, you were silently crying once again.

“Thank you, dear. You should rest now. Don’t worry about anything else. I’ll come and talk to you when you feel better.” Professor McGonagall thanked you and you heard in her voice how sorry she felt for you. You sent a smile her way, or at least tried to, before they left you again.

“You should really rest now. I’ve put some sleeping and calming draught next to your bed, if you want it.” Madame Pomfrey decided and went to leave you alone before you stopped her.

“May I speak to Remus and Sirius please?” You pleaded with her before adding “it’d make me feel much more at ease.” To which the nurse nodded before disappearing behind the curtain, hopefully snatching the boys. And soon enough, Remus’s head poked from behind the curtain, smiling at you soflty.

“Hi there, darling. James and Lily are here to see you, if you feel like it. If not, that’s completely okay and they understand. Anything to make you comfortable.” You smiled at his thoughtfulness, and you considered it for a second. You didn’t want your friends to see you in such state but you knew that seeing them would make you feel better so you nodded. Soon enough, around your bed were the four most important people of your life. You gently smiled at them, feeling calmer already. Remus carefully sat on your bed, Sirius in the chair next to him with Lily in the chair and James standing next to her on your other side.

“Hi.” you said timidly. Lily almost started to cry when she heard your voice and James laid a protective hand or her shoulder, smiling gently at you.

“Hello there, sunshine.” He responded just as gently.

“Are you feeling any better?” Remus asked you carefully, not wanting to make you cry again or overall worsen your state. You didn’t know whether to say yes or no so you just shrugged.

“I’m so glad you’re okay. We were all so worried.” Lily whispered, looking deep into your eyes. A flashback of her crying when you woke up suddenly popped up in your mind.

“You were here, before I mean.” You realized, looking at her.

“We were all here at some point. You kept on waking up and falling asleep the whole time you were here.” She looked like she wanted to add something, but her quiet sobs prevented it.

“Yeah, you’ve been here for two days. We sneaked in whenever we could. Sometimes you woke up and started babbling some nonsense, sometimes you just screamed. Do you remember any of that?” James added and that’s when you noticed the dark circles under all of their eyes. You felt bad for making them so worried.

“No. I mean, I remember some of it, but it’s all blurry. I remember some other woman tho, I think she was a nurse.” You tried to fish for your memories, but nothing else came to the surface.

“That was nurse Bimley, she came from St. Mungo’s after Dumbledore sent for someone to help you.” Lily explained, now more composed, but it left you even more confused.

“Why? What happened?” You decided to ask, wanting to hear their side of the story. They all looked at each other in apprehension, apart from Sirius, who was uncharacteristically quiet and avoiding eye contact, before Remus decided to put you out of your misery and explain.

“When you didn’t come from your detention, we started to worry. The more time passed, the more terrified we were. James tried to look for the map, but we’ve put it somewhere and none of us were able to find it. We kept on telling ourselves that you were fine, and that Minnie was just making you work extra hard, so we didn’t go to search for you. Something that I’ll never forgive myself for and I’m terribly sorry for it, love.” He took your hand into his and softly squeezed before continuing. “Then some Gryffindor prefect bursted into the command room, ordering everyone to go to bed, that there was an attack on a student, and we weren’t to leave our dorms. I felt my soul leave my body at his words, I swear. We didn’t even take the cloak, we just ran straight to the infirmary. There, we saw...” but before he could continue, Sirius interrupted him, his eyes unfocused as if he was remembering the night.

“It was Reggie. He found you and took you straight to Madam Pomfrey. He saved your life. We found him sitting on the floor, looking like he might pass out or puke. When he spotted us, he quickly started to explain how he didn’t have anything to do with it, how he wasn’t part of it and just tried to help you. I was so confused at that minute but when I saw the look on his face… I just knew that something horrible must have happened to you.” He exhaled, still not looking at you. It was Regulus who helped you. Regulus saved your life. You were tremendously grateful for Sirius’s little brother. Sirius took a deep breath.

“After he calmed down, he explained what happened. Told us that he was just wandering around when he heard screaming, so he went to see what was going on. He found you on the floor with Snape and Mulciber above you with wands in their hands. Doesn’t take a genius to know what was going on. He went to you aid, yelling at them to leave you alone. Before he could make it to your side, they ran away, but Snivellus casted some weird curse at the very last moment. We don’t know what it was but..” he choked on his words, not being able to continued. You could feel the anxiety from remembering that night rolling off of him. James decided to add to his speech.

“It slashed up your whole body.” He said before Remus send a dark and disapproving look his was which shut him up pretty quickly. Thank Merlin for Lily who decided to carry on explaining before the two of them started fighting.

“The curse made numerous of gashes appear on your body, they were all so deep and you were slowly, but surely bleeding out. If Regulus hadn’t brought you to the infirmary so quickly, you’d bleed to death.” She said quietly, not looking into your eyes.

“We heard Poppy screaming at Dumbledore to sent for help, that she wouldn’t be able to safe you by herself. Then he and McGonagall came out of the door and saw us. I don’t think they were even surprised to see us there. Dumbledore left without saying a word, surely to sent for someone from St. Mungo’s, while Minnie stayed behind. She was crying but tried to look strong for us. Told us that you were hurt really badly, but that they were going to help you. Then she made us all leave with a promise that we would be updated as soon as she knew something. She walked us all back to our dorms, even Regulus, to make sure that we wouldn’t try to stay. But once inside the common room, we just snatched the cloak and decided that one of us would always be by your side and we were until you woke up. And now we’re here.” Remus ended the story and a long pause followed. You tried to compose your thoughts but it all seemed too much for you. So I did scream. Your head started to hurt and you were just so fucking exhausted from everything.

“We’re gonna let you rest now, Merlin knows you need it. We’ll be back tomorrow, I promise. I hope you’ll feel better, sunshine.” James broke the silence first and he gently kissed your forehead.

“Thank you, Jamie. For everything. You too, Lils. Please, try to get some proper sleep as well, okay?” You pleaded with them and softly.

“Only you would worry about us getting some sleep while laying in a hospital bed.” Lily shook her head but laughed a little bit and you smiled at them as James took Lily’s hands and they both left, leaving you with your boys.

“I’m so fucking incredibly sorry, my love. We promised you that we wouldn’t let anything happen to you and look where we are now. I’m so so so sorry.” Remus whispered, ashamed of himself.

“We won’t let anything like that happen to you again. I swear on my life. We failed you once, but it’ll never happen again, okay? I’d rather die than seeing you like this again. I’m so sorry, my darling.” Sirius apologized as well and your hear hurt for them.

“This wasn’t your fault, you couldn’t have done anything. I don’t blame you and never will. Please, don’t blame yourself either. I’ll be okay.” You tried to reassure them, wishing they wouldn’t be so hard on themselves.

“But it is out fault. We should’ve protect you but instead left you alone to your misery.” Sirius kept on beating himself but you were quick to stop him.

“Please, don’t. You can’t be with me every second and that’s okay. You’re here now and that’s what matters.” Remus looked like he wanted to say something as well, but you stopped him. “Let’s talk some more tomorrow. I’m exhausted and in pain and I just want to sleep. I’m here and I’m alive, that’s what matters.”

“Of course, of course. We’re gonna leave you to rest. Merlin knows you need it. We’ll come back tomorrow.” Remus said as he started to stand up, but you quickly shot your hand to stop him, the quick move making your whole body ache again and you let out a groan. Sirius quickly brought the draughts that Pomfrey left for you to drink and you happily did so while smiling at him in thankfulness.

“Please stay, I don’t wan to be alone.” You whisper shyly when you’ve set the potion down, still holding Remus’s hand. He smiled at you gently but looked unsure.

“Are you sure? You need to get some sleep and we don’t wanna bother you or make you uncomfortable.” He made sure to know you’re comfortable.

“You could never make me uncomfortable. Please, I really need you right now.” You assured him and pleaded with both of them to which Remus nodded and performed a spell to make your bed bigger so all three of you would fit and have space.

“Oh, thank Merlin. I don’t think I’d be able to leave you alone tonight.” Sirius sighed as he laid next to you, very careful not to hurt you. You smiled at his words and turned to him.

“Have you talked to Regulus?” You whispered to him while Remus drew the curtain shut and went to lay on your other side.

“Yeah, sent him a message thanking him and telling him you were okay. He asked if he could see you.” He whispered back to you and gently put his arm under your head, to pull you just a bit closer.

“I’d like that. I wanna thank him myself.”

“I’ll let him know tomorrow. Wanna talk to him myself. But now sleep and don’t worry about a thing okay?” He kissed your head just as Remus lied on your other side and took you into his arms slowly, waiting for a sign of discomfort from you but when you didn’t show any, she kissed your head as well before whispering.

“Sleep now, my darling angel. We’ll be here when you wake up and then every second for the rest of our lives.”

[once-upon-an-imagine]

What Was I Made For? - James Potter

A/N: well, it looks like this keeps on working so... I hope you guys like it!

Anonymous asked: Request for hufflepuff black!reader x James with the prompt "Forget it. Just like you forget everything else." Where reader has never had a fun birthday celebration and usually ignores her birthday but James promises to do something fun for her and gets her hopes up but then stands her up accidentally (with happy ending please). Thanks so much <;33

Warnings: this is super angsty! (and super long) but it has a happy ending; mentions of abuse and overall a not happy family life, reader feels weird for not really knowing how to express her feelings; let me know if I missed anything

Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter :) gif isn’t mine :D  

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What Was I Made For?

Think I forgot how to be happy Something I'm not, but something I can be Something I wait for, something I'm made for

12:08 a.m. Your birthday was over. And he didn’t come. Of course, he wouldn’t come. You kept looking at your watch feeling a tiny bit of hope that he would come running any second, apologizing for being late. But, deep down, you knew it wasn’t going to happen. You sighed, running a hand through your hair, and decided to finally leave. You were angry. But not at him. At yourself. You should have known better. You never should have trusted a word he said. Because he treated you as if you were the center of his universe. And you were stupid enough to believe him. Because that’s what James Potter did. He made you feel as if you were the only thing that mattered to him. Damn him and his stupid beautiful smile. The one that got you into this mess…

“You actually want me to believe that you need my help in Potions?” you insisted as he raised his hands in surrender while you pointed your wand at him. “Why are you asking me?”

“B-because you’re top of our class-”

“That’s not true. Severus Snape is” you insisted.

“First of all, I would never ask Snivelly for help” he rolled his eyes. “And secondly, I doubt that’s true since you are a year younger than us and are already taking Advance Potions-”

“So ask Lilly Evans then-?”

“Evans hates me-”

“So do I!”

“Wait, y-you do?” he asked, confused, stepping away from your wand. He sounded genuinely hurt.

“I…” you weren’t able to continue. You never really hated James Potter. You hated him because you were supposed to, weren’t you? “D-don’t you?”

“I don’t hate you” he informed you. “Why would I?”

“Because Sirius does! And you’re his best friend” you told him. James noticed the hurt in your voice and in your look. He knew you missed Sirius.

“Your brother doesn’t hate you” he insisted and you scoffed, looking away and lowering your wand. “He doesn’t!”

“Look, Potter, you don’t have to lie, okay?” you glared at him a little. “Isn’t your father a famous potioneer? Shouldn’t you be good at Potions?”

“Yeah, he is… you gotta love the irony, love” he smirked.

“Don’t call me that!” you glared at him. “What if Sirius finds out?”

“He won’t” he assured you. “And I honestly don’t think he would mind if he does” he tried.

“What’s in it for me?”

“Isn’t the loveliness of my company enough, love?” he asked but he saw you raising your wand at him and he put up his hands in surrender. “Fine… what do you want?”

You thought about it for a moment. Nobody had ever asked you what you wanted. Not really. You were always just told what to do. And then, you thought of the one thing you had always wanted but could never do.

“Um… if I tell you… do you promise not to tell anyone? Or um… laugh at me?” you said, feeling your cheeks burn as you looked down. James had to admit, he had never seen you like this. You always looked so confident, like everyone else in the Black family.

“I promise” he said, making you sigh.

“W-would you teach me um… how to uh- f-fly?” you asked in a small voice, James wasn’t sure if he heard you correctly.

“Um… didn’t you learn how to fly in your first year?” he asked, confused.

“Look, it’s a long story. Are you in or not?” you asked, going back to your usual self and James let out a small chuckle.

“Fine. It’s a deal. You teach me Potions, I teach you to fly” he said, putting his hand so you would shake it. Which you did, pulling him closer.

“And Sirius is not to find about this, is that clear?”

“Perfect.”

And that’s what it was. Perfect. For the following months, you and James spent a lot of time together. In the beginning, you found him incredibly obnoxious since he kept trying to become your friend. Which he quickly managed. You let your guard down and found yourself actually liking his company. And then, it grew into more. You never thought it could happen, but it did. He had somehow become your favorite person. Granted, not many people talked to you so, it wasn’t hard. But if there was a word you would use to describe James Potter was, enchanting. And you quickly fell for him. And you hated it. Because now, here you were. Tired, hungry, alone, and upset. You made your way to the Kitchens, hoping that you could at least get some leftovers from the Elves.

“Miss Black” one of them greeted you happily. “We thought you weren’t going to make it” he said, making you frown in confusion.

“M-make it? What do you mean, Blim?” you asked, confused as two other elves carried a basket your way.

“Mr. Potter asked us to save this for him but he never came” he explained, confused. “Said it was really important for Miss Black’s birthday” he instructed as they handed you the basket. You felt yourself smiling a little but quickly wiped it away. He never came.

“Thank you so much, Blim” you told him.

“You’re welcome. Happy birthday, Miss Black” he said, as they waved you goodbye. You thanked them happily, after all, they were the only ones that had wished you a happy birthday, and then you made your way to your dorm.

“Hi, Ophelia” you greeted your beautiful black cat.

At least she showed up for your birthday. You changed into your pajamas, played some of your favorite music on your record player, and sat on the small seat you had created against your window to go through the picnic basket only to find your favorite food. He’d remember. Everything was perfect, even the cake. Except, he hadn’t been there. He promised he would and you believed him. You knew Gryffindor played today. You knew they won. But he promised. And you believed him.

But again, it was your fault, really. You should have never let him in. You should have never told him what your favorite food was. Or why you didn’t know how to fly. Or that nobody in your house wanted to share a dorm with you anymore. You shouldn’t even have told him that today was your birthday. Well, yesterday. Because you now understood what he felt for you. It was pity. It wasn’t love.

“Alright, are you ready?” he asked, holding up the broom.

“Actually… I’m having second thoughts about this. I don’t want to do it” you said, nervously.

“Come on, love. I promise you’re gonna love it” he insisted.

You had grown accustomed to him calling you love by now. No matter how much you begged him, he wouldn’t stop. And no matter how much you tried to deny it, you were starting to like it.

“B-but what if I fall?” you asked, making him smile at you adorably and grabbing your hand.

“I promise I would never let that happen” he said sincerely. “But… we don’t have to do this today if you don’t want to” he assured you.

“No, it’s okay” you said, unconvincingly. “I just… need a minute” you told him, sitting down on the grass of the Quidditch pitch.

“Look, I know you’ve told me not to ask why you didn’t learn to fly sooner so…” he said, sitting down next to you. “May I ask why you want to learn now? Why is it so important to you?”

“I don’t know” you said, quietly as you started playing with the grass next to you. “My mother has told me not to my whole life” you informed him. “She always said it wasn’t for ladies” you said, bitterly. “On my first year, she sent an owl saying that she may not be able to control which house her disappointing daughter was sorted into but I was not to ride a broom, and well… you know nobody wants to go against Walburga Black” you said with a sad chuckle. “I always wanted to learn because Siri and Reggie- um… Sirius and Regulus both know how to and they love it” you continued. “I guess I wanted to have something in common with them” you smiled sadly. “Are you… are you crying?”

“I’m sorry” he said, wiping away the few tears on his cheeks. “That was just… um, w-well, every story Padfoot tells me from your home it’s just…”

“Sad, I know” you said as James composed himself. “You can say it” you told him.

“Is it… as bad for you as it is for Sirius?” he asked, worriedly.

“A little” you admitted. “At least Sirius has you, Remus, and Peter” you smiled a little.

“You have me too” he said, placing your hand on top of yours and making you look up at him. “You know that, right?” he asked, feeling his heart beating faster when your smile got bigger.

“You’re sweet, James” you said, surprising him a little. “What?”

“I think that’s the first time you call me by my first name” he smiled.

“Oh, s-sorry, um-”

“No, no” he chuckled. “I liked it” he assured you. “I um… I like you” he said, feeling his cheeks blushing.

“Y-you do?” you asked, breaking James' heart at how genuine your question sounded. As if you were actually confused as to why someone would like you.

“Of course, I do” he said, cupping your cheek gently.

“A-are you about to kiss me?” you whispered.

“Is that okay?” he asked sweetly and you nodded smiling before James gently pressed his lips against yours.

You had no idea what you were feeling. Your entire body felt as if fireworks were exploding everywhere. Never, in a million years would you have thought that kissing James Potter would feel so perfect, but now that you knew, you never wanted to stop.

“Alright. I think I’m ready” you said once you pulled apart. James smile at you and got up, offering you his hand to help you. “Y-you promise I won’t fall, right?”

“Promise, love” he said, pulling you closer and kissing your hand.

Lies. From that moment. You never should have fallen for him. How could you have been so stupid? James may have been right, every story from your childhood was extremely unhappy, but you had never felt so empty inside. Having a best friend who then turned into something more and you were sure that you felt was something that you had never felt before, and now it was gone.

You hoped listening to sad songs would help you cry but your eyes seemed dry. You felt the pain in your heart, which was weird. You never felt that before. But you thought you might as well cry. James said it might help whenever you felt upset. But it ended up being him who cried. And not you. So, you were about to just go to bed, when you heard someone knocking loudly on your door. At 1:47 in the morning. You sighed, rolling your eyes, and quickly ran over to open the door, revealing nobody on the other side.

“James, what the bloody hell are you doing? You’re going to wake up my entire house!” you said, pulling him inside and closing the door as he removed the cloak around him.

“I’m sorry, love! I am so sorry I’m late! I swear I lost track of time!” he slurred out.

He was drunk. Really drunk. He was still in his Quidditch robes, drunk out of his mind.

“Potter, you’re-”

“No, no, no! Please don’t call me Potter” he said, walking closer to you and grabbing your hands. “You only call me that when you’re mad” he pouted. “I know I screwed up but I promise I will make it up to you, love!”

“James, you’re drunk-”

“I know! There was a party because we won and I swear I was just going to be there for a few minutes b-because I’m the captain a-and I just lost track of time and-”

“You should leave” you said, quietly, avoiding his eyes. You knew you would cave if you looked into his beautiful doe-eyed face. And you had made up your mind.

“No, no, sweetheart, please I want to make it up to you. Please give me a chance!”

“You are drunk right now-”

“I know, I know. I’m sorry” he insisted. “I can- I just need to-”

“James, please. I’m tired and you’re drunk. Just go to bed” you said, firmly. “We can talk tomorrow if you want to” you told him.

“I don’t want you to be alone” he said, his eyes tearing up. “It’s your birthday!”

“It’s no longer my birthday so… you can go” you said, getting upset.

“I don’t want to leave you” he said, getting closer to you and cupping your cheek softly, making you look at him. “Please, love. I am so sorry” he said. “Please talk to me, just tell me how I can make this right. You can yell at me! You can throw things, I deserve it-”

“James, I don’t want to yell at you” you said, sighing tiredly. “I just want to go to sleep” you told him.

“I don’t want to leave you, love” he said, with a few tears escaping his eyes and bringing you closer. He was about to kiss you and you smelled the Firewhisky in his breath so you pulled away and he kissed your forehead instead.

“Fine” you sighed. “Y-you can stay but I’m tired, I just want to go to sleep” you gave in.

“Okay” James said, feeling his eyes welling up. He couldn’t believe he had failed you. Just like everyone else in your life. He fucked up. He slowly walked over to your bed and sat down. “Is… this okay?” he asked nervously.

“Sure” you said, sounding exhausted.

You threw yourself on your bed, turning your back to him and James quickly climbed next to you. You instantly felt his arm wrap around your waist, pulling you to him. You sighed deeply, preparing yourself for what was to come. You were going to miss him. You knew that much. You hated how used you had become to him. How regular it just seemed for him to show up and spend the night with you. So, you took it in. His scent, his touch, everything about him because you knew it would be gone by tomorrow.

“I’m really sorry, love” you heard him say before he kissed the back of your head.

“Just… go to sleep, James” you whispered back and it wasn’t long before you heard his snores.

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The next morning, James woke up to an empty bed, and the realization of the night before quickly came flooding back into his mind. He quickly sat up and saw you on your desk, writing on some parchment.

“Um- w-what time is it?” were the first words that came out of his mouth and he cursed himself. He was beyond stupid.

“It’s still early” you replied as you continued doing whatever it was you were doing. “If you hurry, you can still go to breakfast before your friends wonder where you are” you said, quietly.

“N-no. I don’t want to go to breakfast” he said, walking over to you. “I want to apologize and talk to you” he said, looking down at the parchment you were working on. “W-what’s that?”

You finished writing and stood up, handing the piece of parchment to him with a serious expression on your face.

“A list of people who are not Severus Snape that can tutor you in potions” you simply said, trying to make your way to your window seat.

“W-what?” he panicked.

“I have your things here” you said, handing him a box with his things. “Oh” you said, realizing you were wearing his sweater so you quickly took it off and placed it on top of his things. “Sorry” you said, and you felt like you were freezing.

“Wait, you’re- you’re breaking up with me?” James asked, placing everything aside and walking closer to you. “Please, just… hold on a second. I promise I can explain-”

“James” you said, taking a step back. It unnerved James how calmly you were talking to him. Like you did in the beginning. Like your walls were up again and he meant nothing more than a stranger to you. “I just don’t think that this is working” you said, silently.

“Please, don’t do this, love! I swear I want to make it up to you” he said as a few tears started falling down his cheeks.

“Why are you crying?”

“Because I love you!” he shouted a bit louder than he intended to. “I know I fucked up and I am so sorry! But please, love, just give me another chance, I swear I didn’t mean to miss it-”

“That doesn’t matter, James-”

“Yes, it does! I know you’re angry, and you have every right to be, I understand that! But this is a fight, I- I can make it up to you and w-we can go back to the way it was-”

“Why would we do that?” you asked, confused.

“Because that’s what couples do!” he insisted.

“We’re not a couple, James” you said, sounding broken.

“Yes, we are!”

“No, we’re not. You never asked me to be your girlfriend. We’ve never gone out on a date. You barely talk to me outside these walls-”

“You said you didn’t want Sirius to know about us! I told you I didn’t care!”

“That doesn’t make a difference, James!”

“Yes, it does! Because I love you!”

“No, you don't!”

“Yes, I do! I love you so much and I know you love me too!”

“Okay, now you’re just being ridiculous, Potter” you said, with a sarcastic chuckle as you tried to walk into your bathroom but James blocked your way.

“No, I’m not!” he said, softly as you tried to look away. He gently cupped your cheek with his big, strong hand and slowly lifted your face so you could see him. Not even a sign of tears while his eyes were flooded. “Tell me you don’t” he said, quietly.

“E-excuse me?” you asked, confused.

“Tell me you don’t love me” he said. “I know you’ve never said that you love me but whenever I tell you that I do, you smile and you kiss me! You’ve never said that you don’t! So, tell me you don’t love me” he insisted.

“James!”

“No! If you want to break up with me, at least talk to me first! You at least have to tell me how you feel about me!” he argued.

“You wanna know how I feel about you?” you snapped pushing yourself away from him.

“Yes!”

“You really want to know how you make me feel?” you said, getting upset.

“Yes!”

“I have no idea how you make me feel, James!” you snapped, breaking James’ heart. “Y-you make me feel happy and angry, and scared, and sad, and crazy, and warm, and vulnerable, and like I can break at any moment, but I somehow know that I won’t because you won’t let that happen but then I feel so lost if you’re not there! And I feel weak and confused, and-” enchanted. “And, alive and like I can float, and sure but unsure at the same time, and like I can be myself and I want to try to be a better person but it wouldn’t matter because you still look at me with that stupid grin! And- and-” you said, trying to take deep breaths. “I don’t know! It’s just a lot all at once and I don’t know how to handle it and I don’t like it!” you said, trying to catch your breath. “I don’t like it, James!”

“Okay, okay!” James said, quickly walking over to you and placing his hands on each side of your face. “Breathe, love, please” he said quietly, as you slowly tried to catch your breath and stop shaking. James was now fully weeping but a small smile formed on his face. “Sweetheart” he said, quietly. “That’s love” he told you.

“W-what?”

“What you’re feeling” he explained. “That’s love” he insisted.

“How do you know that?” you asked, confused.

“Because that’s exactly how I feel about you” he said as you managed to even your breathing again.

“I don’t like feeling scared” you whispered.

“I know, love” he smiled. “I know, and I’m scared too-”

“Then why would you still want to be with me?”

“Because I love you” he repeated. “And… you’ve made me the happiest I’ve been and I know that I fucked up yesterday, I do, but I promise I will make it up to you and, if you let me, I will spend the rest of my life making you as happy as you make me, love” he said in a serious tone.

You took a deep breath. You wanted to. You really did. You wanted to know what was on the other side and if you could live a ‘happily ever after’ that you read in so many stories when you were a kid. But this was real life. And you couldn’t break James Potter like you broke everything else you touched.

“No, James” you said, pushing away from him.

“B-but-” he tried but you walked away, going to your bathroom.

“Please, James. Just… forget it. Like you forget everything else" you said sadly before you walked inside, locking the door and your heart broke when you still heard him cry.

James turned to look at the box you left with all of his things. He couldn’t bring himself to take it. He needed to make things right. He walked out of your dorm and your house and made his way over to the Gryffindor Tower, not even caring about breakfast. He plopped himself on the furthest sofa, and after a while, he heard giggling and a group of girls walking over to him.

“Hey, Potter” Marlene asked. It wasn’t usual to see him without his three friends and his energy was entirely different today. “You okay?”

“Um… can I ask you, girls, something?” he said as Marlene, Dorcas, Lily, and Alice sat around him. “I would ask my friends but… in this particular subject they all are just… useless” he chuckled sadly.

“Is it about a girl?” Alice asked.

“Well… yeah” he admitted.

“Oh, Merlin it is! Who is it?” Dorcas asked, excitedly.

“I can’t… say it out loud, Sirius can’t know!”

“He’s your best friend, why can’t he know?”

“Because it’s his sister” Lily smirked.

“What?” the other three reacted shocked.

“How did you know?” James asked, confused.

“I’ve seen you in Potions” she shrugged. “You two are cute together” she smiled. “So, what happened?”

“Well, we had been seeing each other for a while now and yesterday was her birthday and I promised her that we would do something and I had this whole picnic planned in the Astronomy tower but… I lost track of time and-”

“No!” Alice said, her smile dropping.

“You didn’t!” Dorcas frowned.

“You forgot?” Marlene asked, slapping his arm.

“I didn’t mean to! We were playing with our secondary team because we had so many hurt players, I didn’t think we would win! And then we did and I started drinking and I just lost track of time!”

“You are unbelievable potter!” Marlene glared at him.

“I want to make things right! I love her and I’m pretty sure she loves me to-”

“Pretty sure?” Alice asked with an arched eyebrow.

“W-well, she hasn’t said it, exactly, but I know she feels it” he insisted. “Look, this is the first time I’ve felt like this in my life and I know that I fucked up but… I also know she’s scared and it just… I want to make things right” he insisted.

The four girls shared looks amongst themselves before they went back to James and Lily nodded.

“Alright, we’ll help you” she agreed.

“Really?”

“Yes, but only because she has looked happier lately, and you seem to actually be sorry. But if you fuck this up again, Potter-” Dorcas threatened.

“I know, I swear, I won’t!” he told them.

“Alright, then” Alice smirked.

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“What are you doing here?”

“For fuck’s sake!” you jumped, falling down the stairs you were on and landing on the floor. “Sirius!” you said, getting up. “What the bloody hell are you doing here?” you glared at your older brother.

“I asked first” he shrugged.

“None of your business” you said, rolling your eyes. “You?”

“Same” he said.

“Fine. This has been lovely, then” you said, trying to walk out of the class but Sirius stopped you.

“Okay, no! Wait!” he said, grabbing your arm and turning you around. “I was… looking for you” he admitted.

“If you’re planning on stealing my Potions essay, I haven’t finished it yet-”

“No, that’s not it” he sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I… wanted to… um… talk to you” he said, awkwardly.

“Why?” you asked, genuinely confused.

“Well, there are… a few things I wanted to tell you” he admitted. “If um… you’d like to come with me to the… Lake or something” he said.

“Well, since you asked so normally” you said, still confused. But this was the first time that Sirius talked to you in so long, you really didn’t want to take it for granted, so you followed him. Once you reached to the Great Lake he sat down near a tree and pointed his side so you would join him. “So… did you bring me here to kill me or-”

“Shut up” he said with a faint chuckle. He then looked inside his bag and got out a small present. “Here” he said, handing it to you. “Um… happy birthday” he said quietly. You raised your eyebrow at him before grabbing the gift.

“Is this thing going to catch fire or something?”

“No!” he argued. But he couldn’t really blame you for thinking that. “No, I promise, I just… I know I’m a day late-”

“You’re about six years late but, alright” you said a bit harshly.

“I guess I deserve that” he muttered as you opened your present and you saw all of your favorite candy from Honeydukes. “I… wanted to say that… I’m sorry” he said.

“Um… why?”

“What do you mean why? For shutting you and Regulus out when I got sorted into Gryffindor and then… still not reaching out to you when you were sorted in Hufflepuff-”

“No, I know but… I mean… why now? Do you need something? Are you dying? Am I dying?”

“Stop it, bug!” he said, rolling his eyes and then looking at you when he realized what he had just called you. You felt your heart stopping for a moment.

“You… you haven’t called me that in a very long time” you said, feeling warmth in your heart. Once you thought was absolutely gone.

“I know… I’m sorry, if you’re not okay with it-”

“It’s okay” you quickly said. “I… kind of missed it” you admitted, looking away.

“You used to hate it” he chuckled.

“Yeah, I know but… once it was gone…” you sighed.

“We’re both really bad at this, aren’t we?” he laughed a little and, to his surprise, you did too.

“We definitely are the worst at feelings” you admitted. “Why are you apologizing to me now?” you asked curiously.

“A couple of reasons” he said. “I miss you” he admitted and you glared at him a little. “I really do!” he insisted. “Look, I get that we are awful at feelings and all that but… I’ve kind of been working on it and… I just… I want a relationship with my little sister” he said genuinely.

“Those are big words, Sirius” you chuckled. “What do you even know about relationships?”

“Well… I’m… currently in one” he said, looking away.

“You are?” you asked, a bit shocked and he nodded. “Wow, who’s the unlucky girl?”

Sirius let out a scoff, glaring at you. “Actually… it’s not a girl” he corrected.

“Is it Lupin?” you asked as Sirius widened his eyes in surprise.

“How did you know?”

“Well, it’s pretty obvious, you sink a deeper level of idiot whenever you’re around him” you informed him.

“That’s not true!”

“Yes, it is. Last week you knocked down your cauldron and three others when he laughed” you pointed out.

“That was… an accident” he tried to defend himself.

“Sure, it was” you said sarcastically.

“So… what do you think?” he asked, nervously.

“Why would you care what I think?”

“Well, you’re my sister, and… you’re also… the first person I’ve told” he admitted.

“Really?”

“Y-yeah” he said with a nervous smile.

“Well, if I’m being completely honest… I think Remus can do a lot better than you” you said with a smirk, making Sirius push you a little and glare at you.

“That’s not funny” he argued.

“I wasn’t joking” you said. “Is he… the one that’s making you get in touch with your feelings?”

“Kinda” he admitted. “You know, he and James grew up in a functional home, and… they know how to feel like a normal person” he informed you. “So… a few months ago, I was where you are right now” he added.

“What are you talking about?” you asked, nervously.

“I’m talking about you and Prongs and how you are afraid of being in a relationship with him” he said, casually.

“W-what? D-did James say-?”

“He didn’t say anything, but he’s a terrible liar” he shrugged. “I’ve known for a while and… to be honest, I have never seen him as happy as he is with you” he told you. “And… I have never seen him as miserable as today” he added. “So, I knew you were probably feeling worse, but… had no idea how to express it” he told you.

“How would you even know that?”

“Because you’re just like me” he told you. “A few months ago, Remus and I had our first fight. He told me that he loved me and… I kind of ran away” he said. “We didn’t speak for about three days. I was in such a bad mood, even I didn’t want to deal with myself” he explained. “Look, I know that we are wired differently than everyone else because mum and dad didn’t exactly teach us how to… feel or… love” he continued. “So, when someone does, it feels-”

“Fucking weird” you added.

“Yeah” he agreed. “But… that doesn’t mean that we can’t, you know that, right? And it doesn’t mean we don’t deserve it, bug” he told you. “I know I screwed up on my part and I am really sorry for pushing you away-”

“Why did you do it?” you asked all of the sudden. “I get that you were angry when you came back home from your first year but… Regulus and I never thought any different from you and you… shut us down” you said, sadly. “And then… the next year, when I was sorted into Hufflepuff, I thought maybe-”

“I know! I should have talked to you, I know, I was an idiot!” he said, genuinely. “Remus has made me talk about it a lot lately and… I want to make things right” he sighed. “You don’t have to forgive me if you don’t want to and I don’t expect you to do it right away if you do, I just… had to start somewhere” he smiled, hopeful.

“By giving me candy and saying happy birthday a day later?” you smirked a little. “It’s a good start, I guess” you nodded, grabbing a Sugar Quill and giving him one.

“Well, I also… wanted to help you fix things with Prongs” he suggested.

“Because you love James so much now that you are an expert on feelings and don’t want to see him sad?”

“Well… sort of, but… I love you too, bug” he said, making you almost choke on your sweet. You were pretty sure he had never said that before. “I know, we don’t really say that to each other or anyone else. Remus was the first person I ever said it to. It feels good, you should try it” he continued. “I know you love James-”

“How could you possibly know that? Even I don’t know that!”

“I think that you do and that’s why you’re so scared” he told you. “And I know I’m probably the last person that should be telling you this but… there’s nothing wrong with that” he assured you.

“It’s just…” you sighed. “W-what if he realizes how broken I am and he doesn’t want to be anymore?” you asked, sadly, breaking Sirius’ heart a little. “Or if I end up breaking him?”

“Bug, you’re not that broken-”

“Really? Do you want to know what I was doing in Potions class? I was looking for something that would make me cry” you explained.

“Really?”

“Yes, James cries all the time, did you know that?”

“Yeah, he cried when Moony and I told him we were dating” Sirius laughed.

“I feel empty without him, Sirius, and yet… not a single tear!”

“Well, that doesn’t mean you’re broken” Sirius insisted. “We never cry” he continued. “Blacks don’t cry” you both said at the same time, letting out a small laugh. “We’ll get there, bug” he said, pulling you to him and kissing the side of your head.

“We?” you asked, a little confused.

“Oh yeah, now that you have accepted me back into your life I’m not leaving-”

“Can I reconsider this-?”

“Nope, it’s too late! We’re going to be best friends, bug!”

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You had surprisingly spent the rest of the day with Sirius, and Remus had joined at some point. They took you to Hogsmeade as Remus insisted on at least taking you out for your birthday. You liked Remus, and you could see that he definitely brought out the best in your brother. They seemed very in love. And at some point, it dawned on you. You were in love with James. He had been right. What you felt for him, was love. You were still terrified but you had made up your mind to talk to him the next day. Remus and Sirius even said the four of you could go to Hogsmeade together. This was definitely the craziest thing you had ever gone through in your life. But you were done feeling sorry for your self and you were done being afraid. You definitely did not want to spend the rest of your life like your parents. Feeling nothing and being unhappy. So, you would talk to James and try to be happy for once. However, when you opened your dorm’s door, you saw that he had already gone ahead of you.

Your mouth dropped when you saw the scene in front of you. Your dorm was decorated with beautiful fairy lights above, like floating stars, and candles and flowers everywhere. James was in the corner, finishing putting some flowers next to your bed.

“James?”

“Oh, I’m sorry, love- I uh-” he stuttered, walking closer to you. “Um, I know you told me to f-forget about it but…” he sighed, offering you the last flower in his hand. “I don’t want to” he chuckled. “I don’t want to forget about it and… I don’t want to forget about you” he explained. “Love, I know that I majorly fucked up” he continued. “And you have every right to hate me and never forgive me if you want to but… I wanted to give you the birthday that I had planned for you first. The birthday that you deserved before I royally fucked it up” he said, grabbing the picnic basket on your window seat.

“Did you ask the elves to do the whole meal again?”

“N-no” he assured you. “Um… I did it myself” he said, making your heart flutter a little. “Granted, I… uh, I don’t think it’s going to be as good” he chuckled. “So, we don’t have to eat it if you don’t want to” he assured you before he placed the basket back down. “I um… I also didn’t get to give you your present” he said, grabbing a bag on your nightstand.

“You-” you felt something weird happening. “You got me a present?”

“Of course, I got you a present, love” James smiled sweetly. “Would you like to open it? Or we can eat first if you’d like. Or you can eat. And I can leave if you prefer-”

Before he could go on, you quickly grabbed the bag from him. James smiled to himself at how excited you looked, opening your gift. And then, you pulled it out. A book. And a stuffed rabbit. An exact rabbit like the one in the book. Wearing a small knitted cardigan with Gryffindor colors. Just like the one James had given you.

“What-?” you tried to catch your breath. “H-how did you-?”

“The sweater comes off” he smiled. “I asked my mum to make it, I thought it would look cute because you like mine so much” he explained.

“N-no, how um- how did you know-?”

“You told me, remember?” he frowned, confused. “How when you were a kid, and your mum took you and your brothers to Diagon Alley and you ran off and got lost and ended up in a muggle library” he continued. “And you read that book and you always wanted a rabbit like that one-”

“Y-you remember that?” you asked, in complete disbelief.

You told him that story so long ago. You remember it perfectly. It was the first night he stayed in your dorm and you ended up talking all night. You had no idea he would remember it. It felt like forever ago.

“Of course, love” he said as if it was obvious.

Before either one of you could say anything else, you threw your arms around James’ shoulders and you planted a big kiss on his lips. James widened his eyes in surprise a little before he closed them and wrapped one of his arms around your waist and he placed his other hand on your cheek.

“This is…” you sighed when you pulled apart and you looked down at your rabbit. “This is the nicest thing anybody’s ever done for me” you chuckled.

"Um... I also wanted to ask if... you would like to be my girlfriend?" he said, nervously.

"I would really like that" you nodded.

“Wait, are you… are you crying?” James asked, brushing a few tears with his thumb.

“A-am I?” you asked as a smile appeared on your face. You brought your hand up to your face and you saw that it was, in fact, covered in tears. “I’m crying!” you chuckled as you noticed James’ eyes welling up as they usually did. “James, I’m crying!”

“I can see that, love” he smiled brightly at you. “I’m really sorry I forgot your birthday” he said, pulling you closer.

“It’s okay” you assured him. “You cooked for me” you said with a small laugh.

“I also apologize for that. I have no idea what I was doing” he warned you.

“It can’t be that bad” you assured him. “Would you like to join me?”

“R-really?”

You nodded, grabbing his hand and pulling him towards your window. You sat down as James pulled out the food, smiling when he saw you playing with your rabbit’s ear and going through the pages of your book. He had never seen you smile like this. And he promised to himself that he would do anything he can to keep that smile placed there.

“James?”

“Yes, love?”

“Um… please don’t cry when I say this but… uh, you were right… earlier today” you said, nervously before you cleared your throat and you looked at him. “I love you” you admitted, feeling an enormous weight off your shoulders. And of course, James’ tears quickly ran down his cheeks.

“Y-you do?” he asked with a sweet smile and you nodded.

“I’m sorry it took me so long to say it” you said, nervously. “I just… well, y-you know Sirius and I don’t really- um… I was just… scared because we were sort of instructed to… not really feel anything and I just… didn’t want to screw things up with you because you are very in touch with your emotions and I’m a bit broken that way-”

“You’re not broken, love” he insisted, holding your hand in his. “I wish you could see yourself as I see you. Because you’re perfect” he said, making you smile a little. “And I love you so much” he said, pulling you for another kiss and he felt your smile against his lips. “Say it again” he asked when you pulled away.

“James-”

“Please” he pouted, making you laugh and roll your eyes a little.

“I love you” you said, making him throw his arms around you and pulled you to him, peppering your face with kisses as he heard you laugh, which was his favorite music.

“I love you too!”

The End

[Bonus Scene The Next Day at The Three Broomsticks...]

"Sirius... are you crying?" Remus asked his boyfriend.

"It's just so beautiful" he said, wiping his tears as you rested your head against James' shoulder. "How Prongs set everything up for her birthday after he forgot and he got her that cute rabbit" he said, while Remus chuckled and hugged him and he looked at James.

"You kind of opened the gate for Blacks to cry, you know that right?"

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A/N: I really love how this turned out so I hope you liked it too! xD let me know what you think! Remus is coming next and then Sirius!

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@wolfstarmicrofic July 4 - prompt 4: Monsters [word count 701]

There had always been rumors about the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black. Not only about their wealth, or the legend that they had been one of the first wizarding families in the British Isles, but also about their ancestral house itself. About what it hid, deep down in its basement.

Parents told misbehaving children to obey or they would take a tour of the Blacks’ cellar, and if they didn’t they were reminded of Andromeda Black, one of the girls of the old house, who had been punished and sent to the basement by her parents. The first time, she had come back silent and hiding scars under long sleeves. The second time, scars traversed her beautiful face and she didn’t speak again. The third time, she hadn’t come back at all. Parents told this story shivering at the memory of another misbehaving Black kid their own parents had told them about, and even after decades they still remembered the day Alphard Black, his arms and chest covered in scars, had disappeared. Whatever was in that cellar, the head of the House of Black used it to discipline his own children throughout the generations.

Only once, recently, there had been rumors about one of the children being sent to the basement as a punishment and coming out the next morning unscathed. It had been Sirius, who was the only boy left in the family, the heir so desired of the whole bloodline, and he hadn’t had so much as a scratch. That must have shaken the head of the house, his father, because for years after that episode the neighbourhood didn’t hear about anyone else being sent down to the cellar, not even Sirius for all his rebelling. Apparently, once had been enough.

Now Sirius had turned seventeen a couple of hours before, legally allowed to do magic, and he was silently making his way down the stairs to the basement, wand in hand. The heavy door at the end of the corridor opened without protest at one flick of his wand and he moved inside, carefully approaching the figure crouching in a corner.

“It’s me,” Sirius whispered.

His heart started beating faster as two eyes planted themselves in his. He had been twelve the first and only time his parents had thrown him in the cellar with the monster to learn a lesson. The only lesson he had learnt that night had been that his family had kept someone prisoner for years and used him as their personal weapon. Someone who had no fault in who he was or who he became once the moon outside was full. Someone Sirius had sneaked back to visit as often as he could, something pulling him towards him. He had brought him food at first, then blankets, then even books. When there was no full moon, the werewolf was just a boy like him. A boy whose name, before his parents snatched him away from everything that could have been his life, had been Remus.

“Sirius…”

“It’s time,” Sirius knelt on the floor, hesitantly putting a hand on one of the boy’s scarred arms. “I’m of age now, and I’m finally running away from this place. And you’re coming with me.”

“I can’t…”

“You can,” Sirius said, firmly. “You’re not a monster, despite everything they made you do. It’s not your fault. None of it is.”

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You never did, remember?” Sirius smiled.

Remus slowly nodded, and Sirius flicked his wand, making the chains binding Remus’s ankles to the wall fall open.

“What if they come after us?” Remus whispered, slowly getting up.

“There won’t be anyone left to come after us,” Sirius answered. “I made sure of that.”

There had always been rumors about the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black. Last but not least, the rumor about how the famous monster they had kept in their basement had finally gotten out one night and killed every single member of the family. Years later, the only Black remaining, Sirius, took his husband’s surname, officially wiping the Black name from the Earth. Their children, twins Alphard and Andromeda Lupin, were never told stories about monsters.

[diana-rose-25]

★*☆ Eugh, As If

pairing/s: Sirius Black x Evans! Reader

warnings: Severus Snape.

description: The younger sister of Lily Evans takes revenge for her when slimy old Snape betrays her and calls her a mudblood. Sirius wants to marry her now.

status: unedited

word count: 5.2k

Note: I word vomitted.

“You think Potter will ever stop with his shenanigans in getting Lily to fall in love with him?”

Dorcas leans back while biting on the toast to look at the entrance of the dining hall, watching Potter try to stand tall and cool in front of the woman he fancies, and failing miserably.

It’s no secret that James Potter is one of the most sought out bachelor in the school, maybe even the Wizarding World, and he fucking knows it. When one is constantly praised for everything he does, have the ground he walks on practically worship, a star player in Quiddich, comes from a prominent family, insanely wealthy, and, there is no denying it, a handsome lad; one while develop a massive ego.

James Potter knows he is the shit. He is not only gifted in the athletic aspect, he can also hold himself well in the academic aspect.

Strutting around the school like a peacock, as if he runs the school, and maybe he looks like it from the swooning glances he gets from the ladies and the envious looks from the guys. With his charming smile, messy hair that compliments his features, and laid back attitude, James Potter can attract anyone and everyone.

Well, anyone but the one he wants.

Dorcas and Marlene sighs at the sad, and almost pathetic efforts to woo their friend. While James is trying his best to appear cool and composed, they know the young man well enough that his palms is sweating by the way he brushes them in his trousers, his stance is somewhat off by the ways he’s constantly shifting his weight from side to side, the way he constantly brushes his hair back, and if they squint closely, they can see how the corners of his lips are shaking in his smile.

Meanwhile, Lily Evans could care less. Despite her look being indifferent and the way she nods her head from time to time, she has this far away look in her eyes. Dorcas and Marlene shares a concerned look, if the rumors are true, then that event from yesterday and last night are the cause of it.

Lily then made an excuse from the looks of it before walking away towards them and James looking surprised. It’s the first time that Lily actually made a civil excuse to get away from his attempt at making a conversation rather than cussing him out and walking away.

Dorcas hummed, tearing away her look once she sees Lily walking towards their seat to look at Marlene. “You think she knows?”

“Only way to find out is when she walks through that door,” Marlene replies before sipping on her tea. As if she’s summoned, (Y/N) walks into the dining hall right after Lily takes her seat beside Dorcas who rubs a hand on her back comfortingly.

“Oooh, she definitely knows something,” Marlene smirks in her cup.

Lily and (Y/N) couldn’t be any more different from each other despite being twins, well, fraternal twins. Although the twins share those deep, forest green eyes, and a few quirks and mannerisms, everything else couldn’t be anymore different.

Lily is known for her famous, shiny, flaming red locks with a matching extroverted fiery personality, a beautiful stars of prominent freckles painted all over her face and body, always with her big group of female friends wherever she goes and is academically competitive. An overachiever honor student. Hence, joining a few orgs that catches her interest to broaden her horizon in the Wizarding World. Lily Evans is unafraid to speak what’s on her mind and call people out on their bullshit, earning her the title of the Gryffindor Princess.

Unlike her older sister, (Y/N)’s hair does not command the attention of the room upon entering. Although it’s still beautiful on its own way, being pitch black even when the sun hits her hair. She also sports freckles on her face, not as noticeable and its only littered around her nose, cheeks, and a little on the chin. (Y/N) mostly keeps to herself but enjoys the company of her two friends, Pandora and Elisia. She’s not as intense in academics, but still impressive as she only falls right behind her sister, being number 2 in their whole year. (Y/N) is more mellow compared to her sister, though still sporting that fiery temper but is rarely shown and more controlled. That doesn’t mean she can’t show her blatant dislike for her someone, her face says everything without uttering a single word.

The two sisters couldn’t be any more different physical and personality wise, yet are the most desirable bachelorette in the castle to both muggle born and purebloods (they will never admit it publicly other than a few friends).

You would think that between the two of them, Lily is the most terrifying. But if you ask Lily Evans herself, she would only smile at you and say: “you have no idea.”

James instinctively raised his arms and swiftly moves aside before (Y/N) crashes to him by the way she walks. The woman usually sports her rbf (resting bitch face) which is often mistaken as annoyed or indifferent, but her face is now devoid of any emotion. Like suppressing a fire beneath the exterior. The only evident clue about her burning rage is her body language, the frown on her lips, and her clenched jaw. None of her admirers dares to approach or even bother her once she sits down beside Pandora on the Ravenclaw table.

“Isn’t she a part of the dueling org? And she’s with you, right?” Marlene nods at Dorcas’ question. “And there is a compulsory meeting this afternoon to welcome new comers?”

“Who are you talking about?” Lily asks with a bit of her toast, getting her answer when Marlene nods her head towards her twins’ direction.

“Yeah, there is, what about it?”

Dorcas shrugs her shoulders, sneaking a glance towards Ravenclaw’s way. Noting the way (Y/N) had a fist resting on her cheek with her elbow propped on the table, blowing on her coffee before taking a sip, face still visibly annoyed.

“Can non members watch later?”

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“Think Snivellus’ll show up his face today?” Sirius jumps towards James’ back, wrapping an arm around his shoulder as they walk towards the Dueling Org’s room.

James scoffs, “better not or its on sight.”

The pair followed the clump of first year students who are taking their time ogling at the wide infrastructure of the room. The walls are lined with ceiling to floor windows, craved with different magical creatures ranging from the tiny fairies to the huge dragons seemingly soaring through the sky. In the middle of the room, four pairs of tables are assembled together to create a stage where practice spells are demonstrated and duels will commence.

Students are idly chatting around the tables, the first years almost bouncing around excitedly from the front whilst the older years can feel their nerves shake from the building adrenaline the more they wait. Having the compulsory meeting as a welcome to new new members means having the chance to be picked in a duel demonstration.

Professor Flitwick and Professor Slughorn stands on the make believe stage of the room, talking amongst themselves and another student. Sirius Black smirks upon seeing her figure from beside the professors, taking notes in whatever they are talking about. Sirius taps James’ chest to direct his attention towards (Y/N). The two of them share a knowing smirk before walking towards where she is.

(Y/N) had barely touch a foot down to the ground when she hears the annoying voice of a certain, older Black.

“How is my favorite Evans doing today?”

She could feel a headache forming earlier today, it turns worse when she saw the infuriating grins by what she calls the Dumb and Dumber Duo. There in front of her stands James Potter and Sirius Black, shoulder to shoulder with arms crossed against their chests, a playful gleam in their eyes as they peer down at her.

She sighs and rolls their eyes at them, before turning her back against them and looking through the notes she just made. “What do you idiots want now?”

“Can’t I just approach my favorite sister-in-law for no reason?” James playfully pouts, approaching her side and wrapping an arm around her which earned him a hard shove against his chest that has him wheezing on impact.

“Eugh. As if.”

“Oh come on now, Sweetie Pie,” (Y/N)’s face scrunches up in disgust when she feels a breath on the other side of her face and her hair getting twirled around a finger. Sirius shot her a playful wink and smile when she slaps his hand away and takes two steps back, his proximity is too close to her liking.

“Didn’t I already tell you not to call me that?” Sirius tilts his head in confusion, smile still on his face, “did you?”

“Yes, I did you mongrel,” (Y/N) says with a roll of her eyes. “I’ve told you countless of times already.”

“Really?” The tall man mocks, placing his pointer finger and thumb on his chin and looks up, painting himself to be thinking of a deep thought.

“Hm, I don’t remember. Mate, you remember anything about (Y/N) Evans telling me to stop calling her Sweetie Pie, Honeybunch, Sugar Pie, Light of my Life, Apple of my Eye, Baby Babe, and Darling Princess?”

(Y/N)’s eye and fingers twitches at the sheer audacity of the man in front of her, her grip on her pen tightening to the verge of snapping when James skips to Sirius’ side with a faux, innocent wide eyes.

“Really? She said that? When?”

James mirrors Sirius’ pose, the duo somehow forming an innocent aura around the two of them. To the first years, it seems like two men deep in their thoughts, to those who knows better, the two idiotic duo are up to something again.

(Y/N) is one of the people who knows better. Yet before she can conjure up her wand to send a stinging spell their way. Professor Slughorn calls everybody’s attention to the front to start the introduction.

Sirius stuck himself to her side whilst James positions himself to his other side, hoping to catch a glimpse of Severus and send a certain finger his way.

The other first years and new members flocked themselves to the front, squeezing themselves together as much as they can to listen eagerly and get the best view. Unknowingly shoving the three sixth years together until their shoulders press together.

It might be a sharp quill or paper, but something stung (Y/N) on her arm causing her to let out a low hiss and instinctively pull it away, all without looking at the perpetuator.

Sirius looks down at her, brows furrowing when he catches her pull her arm away and the eager first years once again pushing themselves and crowding the front row.

“Hey, hey, hey.” He calls out loudly, taking (Y/N)’s shoulder and pushing her against his side whilst he holds the other arm out towards the first years. The small crowd looks at him with slight fear in their eyes at the strict tone of his voice and freezes in their feet.

“Stop pushing guys,” he reprimands. “I assure you all will see and hear everything, but let’s avoid an accident by not pushing and let’s make some space, yeah?”

Sirius shoots them a charming smile as he uses his hand to motion a push to create some space. As if activating his Black Charm, the girls swooned at his strong and charming appeal and immediately listened to him, taking a few steps back while keeping their eyes at him. Emitting girlish giggles while the boys scoffs and turns their heads away, still following them nonetheless.

(Y/N)’s eyes widens at how effective and fast Sirius can make the crowd listen to him, she almost finds it admirable. She gently pushes herself away from him and looks up at him with an impressed look.

“Thanks,” she says before looking at the front again. “Not bad, Black.”

Stunned, Sirius’ eyes widens at her acknowledgement of him. She rarely, or him ever, compliments him on anything. Although he had never done anything worth complimenting before. He made a happy sound at her, eyes almost disappearing at how large grin makes its way in his face. There’s a bounce in his step when he turns his direction to Professor Slughorn again. This time, he stands more taller with his posture straight and chin tilted upwards, a small, proud smile still on his face.

James looks at his mate with a playful scoff before shaking his head, finding the situation all too amusing. Unaware that he acts a lot more worse with Lily, and she doesn’t even acknowledge his presence most of the time other than calling him out on his bullshit.

The meeting continues on with discussing the rules, attendance, and basic etiquettes of dueling. The long lecture already had some of the older years almost dozing off due to boredom as they have had this discussion before. James falls victim to that boredom, opening his mouth widely to yawn without any sound and shaking his head to shake away his tiredness.

Sirius, on the other hand, is having the time of his life by constantly teasing the younger Evans beside him, poking her constantly and unnecessarily commenting to her about anything and everything. He only stops momentarily when (Y/N) pinches his arm so hard that he had to stick himself to James’ side, rubbing the wounded area before talking (Y/N)’s ears off after the pain disappeared. (It was bruised when he checked.)

“Now,” Professor Slughorn claps his hands once, effectively gaining the attention of everyone, including those who are in the midst of dozing off.

“Now that the rules and regulations are stated, I do hope you all take it seriously and to heart. After all, punishments are not to be taken lightly.”

“To formally start off the welcoming ceremony of the Dueling Club,” the older students perk up at Professor Flitwick’s insinuation. James, Sirius, and (Y/N)’s back straightens, feeling their fingers twitch in anticipation. “Professor Slughorn and I will choose students from the older years to give you a glimpse of a proper duel.”

The older students starts whispering excitedly, some playfully raising their hands in hopes that they will be picked while some try to turn their heads away to avoid being seen. James and Sirius holds their head up high, if the professors want to show the new comers some entertainment, it is in their best option to pick them two. If it’s a show they want, then it’s a show they’ll get.

Professor Slughorn and Professor Flitwick whispered amongst themselves before nodding and walking to the other ends of the stage, anticipation and excitement fills the air once they face the students.

“From my house,” Professor Slughorn starts, “I would like to call upon Mr. Severus Snape as one of the students for demonstration.”

Giggles and small laughter can be heard in the room, the heads around Snape’s area turn to look at him with proud smiles and pats on his shoulders. Of course the idiot will surround himself with the other posies after yesterday’s event. They are the only ones left who will so much as talk to him.

James, Sirius, and (Y/N)’s eyes narrows, shooting stabbing glare towards Snape’s direction as her climbs up the stage and proceeds to where Professor Slughorn is standing. The older man clasps his shoulder and wished him a silent good luck.

“If Professor Flitwick picks me, I’ll make sure to end this lesson with him bald to put an end to his greasy monstrosity of a hair.” James says, crossing his arms while not tearing his gaze away from the Slytherin boy in front.

“Oh please, you’ll be just doing us a small favor.” (Y/N) scoffs, “I don’t think his hair is the only greasy thing about him.”

“I bet you, he’s never heard of a body exfoliator and wash cloth before.” Sirius adds, lips twisted downwards as they continue to stare daggers at him. “I don’t think he even knows what a regular shower is.”

The three chuckled darkly before Professor Flitwick calls upon one of them.

“In that case, I will pick out someone from my house as well. Ah, Miss (Y/N) Evans, would you kindly join us?”

“Certainly professor,” (Y/N) replies with a smirk and a wicked gleam in her eyes before quickly masking it with a beam and wide eyes. She immediately walks up the stage, head high and shoulders squared, causing the young boys and girls to awe in the confident aura she’s portraying.

Throughout the years, Severus Snape gained more confidence for himself, getting acknowledge and praised for his growing mastery at potions, and surrounding himself with fellow Slytherins with the same aspirations in life. His friendship with Lily really helped him out throughout all the unfavorable events that happened to him, and although he should also be friends with (Y/N) by extension since they all grew up together, they never really clicked but remained civil.

(Y/N) had always kept her mouth shut about her opinions on Severus Snape in respect towards Lily. She never understood why Lily would befriend him when he does, and is still doing questionable things, and his whole vibe is off. Her older sister was protective of their friendship, even once not talking for a week when (Y/N) said she refuses to be in the same room as him without her. It was one of the hardest week of her life. Ever since then, she never brought him up to anything ever again unless Lily started it.

However, due to him calling her a mudblood yesterday, the unspoken civilized rule between the two of them shattered.

Severus Snape never thought he would experience so much fear just by looking at someone’s eyes. There was ringing on his ears and sweat starting to form on his forehead, he grips his wand for some sort of comfort with a shaky hand while trying to maintain eye contact with her.

He doesn’t know why he’s so terrified, (Y/N) is just standing in front of him with arms crossed over her chest with her head tilting down to hear what Professor Flitwick is talking about. She nods her head from time to time but her face remains devoid of any emotion and green eyes are still burning deep to his soul. Snape gulps down, praying to whoever is out there that no one can see how difficult it is to hide how terrified he is right now.

It’s just (Y/N), he never has to worry around her before. Besides, she’s not much of a duelist and he’s probably better than her. She can hold her own but nothing special nor spectacular about the way she duels. She’s lost more than won duels from last year. Snape shakes his head and rolls his head around to release the tension, it’s just her look that’s making him terrified. Yes, that’s right, he soothes himself, I’ll be fine. He’s a better duelist than (Y/N) will ever be.

A sigh of relief escapes his lips before quirking up to an arrogant smirk. His posture changes, from his shoulders slightly hunch back, chin tucked on his chest causing his disgusting greasy hair to cover his face, to standing tall with an overconfident aura about him, sporting a nasty smile that almost looks like a grimace.

It’s just (Y/N) , what could happen? Snape thought, now casually twirling his wand around.

Sirius and James noticed the shift within Snape from their view. They grit their teeth in annoyance and worry about their friend (at least, they consider her as one, they don’t know if she considers them as one). Sirius feels his fingers twitch, wanting nothing more to take his wand out and blast the ever living shit out of the man to snap him out of his arrogant stance.

“We ought to teach him a lesson,” James says through gritted teeth, Sirius only hums in response.

Professor Flitwick was saying something to the class, but Sirius couldn’t hear anything that comes out of his mouth. He looks at where (Y/N) is standing, he’ll say that he’s surprised, but he honestly expected it.

(Y/N) remains the same, except this time, she had her head tilting downwards as she stares at Snape through her lashes with lidded eyes, a reminiscent of a taunting snake. Sirius let’s out an impressed noise, he’s 100% sure that if she wasn’t sorted into Ravenclaw, she would have perfectly fit in with Slytherin house.

Sixth year students know that (Y/N) is not the best duelist out there, but Sirius can’t help but feel that there is nothing to worry about. He hums as he crosses his arms against his chest, still looking at her when the two of them starts walking towards the center of the stage, wands in front of their faces in customary respect to formally start the duel.

James looks at him, stunned at the laid-back demeanor of his best friend. He taps him on the chest, “mate, why do you look like that? Your crush is over there about to have a duel with that git.”

“Relax, James,” Sirius glances at him briefly before looking at her again, the smirk still on his face. “Just watch.”

Five paces apart, now the two are facing each other with wands drawn. Snape smirks, opening his mouth to conjure up his spell, “confringo!”

“Protego!” (Y/N) let’s out instantly, effectively blocking the spell with a wave of her arm. The way she projects the shield spell causes a ripple effect, making Snape stagger back before regaining his footing while she remains the same.

Snape’s eyes widens at the force of the spell. She didn’t even use Protego Maxima to project that kind of ripple effect. It was just a simple spell, Snape gulps, but why the hell was it so strong? Enraged, Snape grits his teeth holding onto his wand tightly before swinging his arm and shoots another spell. “Everte Statum!”

(Y/N) successfully blocks the spell without moving an inch. The nonchalant attitude of hers rubs Snape off the wrong way, further frustrating him. He then sends spell after spell after her, his adrenaline getting the best of him as he hurls his arm left and right while taking step forward after each step. His face contouring, not bothering to hide his frustration anymore.

Professor Flitwick sees this, and calls him out, “easy on the spells Mr. Snape! This is just a demonstration.”

The younger crowd watch in awe at the display of magic, witnessing the how much potential possibilities they have with the use of magic. They watch with eager eyes at the colorful display of cells Snape lets out from his wand and how flawlessly it is counteract by (Y/N). His group of friends continues to cheer him on and constantly belittling her calling her names, shuting up only when Professor Slughorn called by out and someone sending a stinging jinx at them. All of them had to exit the room immediately to head on to the infirmary room.

Sirius continues to glare daggers at Snape, his fingers gripping tightly into his arm as he watches (Y/N) continuously blocking spells but not doing anything to counter back. He gnaws on the bottom of his lip, wondering what the hell is your plan? Do you even have one?

Gusts of wind blows (Y/N)’s hair back as she continues to counter spell. It’s beginning to tire her arm out, and frankly, it was starting to bore her. The force of a spell causes her to momentarily stumble back, and that distraction is all Snape needs. ”Mimblewimble!”

Gasps echo around the room as they witness (Y/N) recoil back from the force of the spell, sending her straight to the floor with her back first, effectively punching the air off of her.

James and Sirius let out a shout of concern an disbelief, immediately running to the side of the stage. James had to hold on to Sirius’ sleeve to prevent him from jumping up. Shouting out strings of curses that shocked the first years and reprimanded by Professor Flitwick who’s tending to his student.

“Watch your mouths Mr. Potter and Mr. Black!” He scolds before turning his attention to his student, who is now shaking her head, arms and elbows on the side of her as she props up her body on the floor. “Are you well Ms. Evans? Can you stand?”

(Y/N) cracks her neck to the side before opening her mouth to answer her professor, but nothing coherent escapes her lips. The Mimblewimble spell ties the targets tongue in a knot, preventing them from making a coherent speech, or saying incantations correctly.

She clicks her tongue in annoyance, standing up after nodding to the head of her house, signaling that she is fine and is still able to duel. She made a show of dusting her skirt a cloak, then making her way towards the center of the stage once again.

Snape looks rather pleased with himself, much to the annoyance of James and Sirius. If looks could kill, the Slytherin would be dead from the moment he set foot on stage.

“Wands at the ready!” Professor Slughorn says, the two students immediately had their wands up, waiting for the signal. A beat has passed, then two. “Begin!”

“Immo-” Snape could himself ascend from the ground before he can even finish talking.

Wordlessly, (Y/N) blasted him a spell that sent him flying out the ground. A shout escapes his lips until his body roughly slams down to the ground with a loud thud. A sound of ‘oohh’ escapes most of the audience while James and Sirius lets out a victorious ‘yeah!’

It takes a few seconds for Snape to snap out of it, tapping Professor Slughorn’s arm when the former offered his hand out to help. To say that Snape is completely taken aback is an understatement, because how the hell did (Y/N) know how to use wordless magic before him? That requires intense concentration, skill, and proper technique.

A muggleborn besting him at something? And humiliating him in front of everybody in this room? No, that is not acceptable.

Snape’s face contorts again into that ugly face he likes to show as he sends furious spell after spell again after the signal. However, unlike the beginning, (Y/N) didn’t only counter spells, she also started sending one of her down.

Students watch in awe at the two who looks like they are fencing with the way they both take steps forward and back, symbolic of a dangerous dance the two are tangled in. The new-comers think that these are the two most eloquent and dangerous students in the org. However, older students will tell you that this is the first time someone lasts this long in a wordless duel, let alone a sixth-year student. A pretty impressive feat that not even older witches and wizards have mastered, yet alone confident enough to perform it.

Here is (Y/N) Evans, going from a mediocre duelist to being one of the best in school. A muggle born who struggles to think and recite spells during duels is now blasting magic left and right as if it was as easy as breathing. No word or sound escapes her as she continues shooting spells left and right before ending the duel.

“Yeah! Yeah! Kick his ass!” Marlene and Dorothy shouts from the back.

(Y/N)’s lets out a jet of water, not enough to take Snape down but enough to push him back and lose balance. His mouth then starts bubbling up with soap as she uses scourgify (to which James and Sirius laughs loudly at) before bandages wraps itself around the head out of thin air, effectively blinding him and covering his mouth. Snape’s hand went to his face in a panic to claw the bandages away from his face and spit out the putrid taste of soap in his mouth, yet he is unable to when (Y/N) turns her body to gain momentum for the spell, throws her wand out, sends the final blow, immobilizing him and sending his paralyzed form down the ground.

His body falls down the floor with a thud. The room is silent, then booming cheers fills the room.

(Y/N) hums at the sight of Severus Snape on the ground, now currently being tended to by Professor Slughorn who is undoing the effects of her spells. She twirls her wand around her finger twice before tucking it into her pocket, then facing the crowd with a grin and curtsying for them.

Professor Flitwick claps his hand, congratulating his student with a tap on her hand. “Well done my dear! I see you’ve been working on what I taught you. Hurry along now to Madame Pomfrey, get that spell of yours fixed with an antidote.”

The said girl hums and nods her head in agreement before bouncing down the steps, feeling much more better and preppy than this morning.

(Y/N) meets the awestruck faces of James and Sirius whose jaws are open in shock along her way, shooting them a teasing smirk and a wink. She pass by them with an air of arrogance she rarely sports, but she’s proud of herself this time. Basking in the attention of heads turning towards her with stars and envy in their eyes.

They continue watching the girl as she walks towards the door with a bounce on her step, hands out in a girly way, and hips subtly swaying from side to side with the crowd parting their way for her.

James feels a shiver down his spine as he witness the raw power and skill she has. Now all too aware that she can kick his ass anytime if he ever pushes her or her sister again. “I’m gonna be nice to her now.”

“Yeah? You do that,” James turns his attention to his best mate. Rolling his eyes at the love struck gaze he still holds after the woman exits through the door, eyes still fixated on it.

“I’m gonna marry her.”

note: idk why, I sat down for three days straight and started writing this. It's originally a series, but I don't know if you guys would like it.

[starstruckmoony]

style.

masterlist

pairing - sirius black x fem!reader

summary - you and sirius start dating after accidentally running into each other at a concert but confirm nothing, just to watch everyone lose their shit online.

trope/tags - band/celeb!au, instagram/social media!au, modern!au, fluff, terrible humour

word count - 991

warnings - language

part 1 / part 2 / part 3

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starmanblack mv leak?? 😱😱

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prongsyboy last time i did that they threatened to fire me

starmanblack lol i wouldn't worry, i'm irreplaceable

prongsyboy OI NOT FUNNY

rjlupin you're bold af for tagging all of us

starmanblack it's so you can take half the blame

mmmckinnon looks cheap

starmanblack get out

marymacdonald my serotonin levels rose a bit

pete__ are we still your favourite band?

marymacdonald forever and always pete 😚

user728288 did y/n like his post or am i trippin?

user862945 i already cried to the album don't make me cry again

user001991 boyfriend

user446622 you signed my shirt yesterday

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yourusername studiocore

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starmanblack the amount of times i've tripped on those wires is bloody ridiculous

yourusername gotta love being a singer

starmanblack you're good at it

yourusername 😳

vance_emm seems like a cool aesthetic tbh

yourusername it's a lifestyle at this point

mmmckinnon we should write some songs together next time

prongsyboy and they can all be about how amazing sirius' hair is

yourusername i've got a few in the chamber already

starmanblack i'm blushing

user272720 does this mean y/n x marlene duet?

user647372 WHAT I THOUGHT U WERE ON TOUR

user327776 she's multitasking

user001911 are we all just gonna ignore y/n saying she's got songs about sirius' damn hair?

user338288 NO BUT I SAW THAT AND CRIED THERE HAS TO BE SOMETHING GOING ON

user133543 uhhhh new album? pls say yes

user382809 OMG???

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yourusername thank you for those three beautiful shows edinburgh! i shall be going home with lots of wonderful memories and a bag of gummy bears 💕 (special thanks to whoever gave those to my favourite security lady (alice ily 💓))

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starmanblack so when are you coming to london?

yourusername when are you free?

starmanblack can i slide into your dms?

yourusername you're free to try 😚

mmmckinnon my throat is so sore i can barely speak

casmeadowes i CAN'T speak

yourusername that means i was good 🤪

pete__ can i come for free next show?

yourusername we can negotiate

prongsyboy i volunteer to spectate from the first row

yourusername pay up prongsy boy

user055251 best experience of my life

user293929 I GOT A GUITAR PICK QUDOQIDJQJDJQDJQJSJ

user456268 can you fight?

user288882 SIRIUS LMFAOOO

user564400 i love him XHADJJAJSJA he's lowkey flirting

user919292 doesn't he have a gf though?

user444447 naw they broke up

user667634 I WAS THERE I WAS THERE

user709111 COME TO GERMANY PLS

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starmanblack unmatched unspoken w rizz

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4,111 comments

yourusername you look like you're about freestyle it

starmanblack rapping is my hidden talent

yourusername 😲😲😲😲

marymacdonald HOW did you make remus agree to that?

rjlupin i was bullied please come help me

xeno_lovegood is there context behind this?

ev.rosier there's never context with them

prongsyboy evan is right

user029390 someone make green screen edits i'm begging

user372919 are you and y/n dating?

user644211 ffs y'all are annoying af 💀

user747373 early halloween party?

user327372 HELP ME WHAT

user654553 sirius you're famous 😭

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celeb_gossip not long after his split with actress emma vanity, sirius black has been pulled into some unexpected dating rumours with fellow rockstar, y/n l/n. the two singers have been leaving some interesting comments under one another's posts recently, and fans claim to have seen them together at marlene mckinnon's shows and several other occasions. the alleged couple, however, has not been photographed together yet. what do you think? 🤔 is this just another senseless rumour? 🤨 or is there something more going on? 👀 drop a comment and let us know your thoughts 😘💋

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user709111 never thought i'd see pictures of those two side by side

user900012 wouldn't be surprised if they were together actually

user915624 why does it even matter? 💀

user362625 they're just friends lmfao you all need to get a life

user422224 i thought y/n was dating evan 😭😭

user374848 HELPPP NO HE'S JUST HER PHOTOGRAPHER

user929397 honestly y/n should date me

user113231 PLS BE TRUE DHAHDJAJSHW

user800001 THIS WOULD BE MY DREAM

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yourusername one day i'm gonna release a song about this little demon and you lot better make it my most streamed track

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starmanblack ooo threats?

yourusername i need everyone to appreciate my pets

starmanblack i have a photo of him looking guilty after he peed on my carpet

yourusername use it as your profile picture

starmanblack done

maraudersofficial THAT WAS THE OFFICAL ACCOUNT SIRIUS

pandorasbox put it on an album and include limited edition photocards of him

yourusername can i hire you?

r.a.black cats are better

marymacdonald as a cat mother, i agree

starmanblack wrong but okay

user433322 I MISSED HIS LITTLE PHOTOS

user111000 AAAAHHGDHSHD CUTE

user726261 I WILL STREAM ITTT

user939290 even your dog got to meet sirius before i did lmao i'm hurt

user937344 SIRIUS WAS TGERE? WTF

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starmanblack dog

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yourusername is this your only good angle?

starmanblack it's a representation of how you see me

yourusername i will be contacting my lawyers 😤

yourusername i'm telling him to bite you next time

starmanblack bold of you to assume he'll listen to you

yourusername we both know he likes me more

starmanblack let me be in denial for a bit

prongsyboy woof

starmanblack don't bark in my comment section

prongsyboy ☹

bartyyy has this one contaminated your carpet too?

starmanblack no i was 3 seconds faster this time

user999291 you own this angle

user172777 YOU AND Y/N WE NEED ANSWERS

user866622 I AGREE WITH THE COMMENT ABOVE ME

user232655 EVERYONE LEAVE HIM ALONE 😭😭

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[hyperfocuscentre]

Why I think BLUE (Billie Eilish) is The Black Brothers coded!

“You were born bluer than a butterfly

Beautiful and so deprived of oxygen

Colder than your father's eyes

He never learned to sympathize with anyone”

‘Your father’ because Orion was never Sirius’, Fleamont was always meant to be Sirius’.

“I don't blame you

But I can't change you

Don't hate you (Don't hate you)

But we can't save you (But we can't save you)”

Sirius coming to terms with the fact, although he’s his baby brother, he has to let Regulus make his own choices. Sirius coming to terms with the fact Regulus is following in the path their parents set.

“You were born reachin' for your mother's hands

Victim of your father's plans to rule the world

Too afraid to step outside

Paranoid and petrified of what you've heard”

I interpret this as being about the way Regulus was raised on the whole ‘Pureblood mania’ stuff. He was indoctrinated into the beliefs, taught to fear and despise the muggleborns.

“But they could say the same 'bout me

I sleep 'bout three hours each night

Means only twenty-one a week now, now”

Sirius about his own trauma and his own problems that came from his family. The beat drop feels like Sirius getting put in azkaban; no matter how much he tries, he’ll always be seen as the ‘evil’ heir to the Black family.

“And I could say the same 'bout you

Born blameless, grew up famous too

Just a baby born blue now, now”

Essentially, I think this song is Sirius looking over his relationship, regrets and memories with Regulus while he’s in Azkaban.

[thegirlwhowrites642]

Do you think Harry is handsome?

Let's answer this question properly so people can finally stop talking about this.

Technically, there's a quote from Rowling that says that James, while not as handsome as Sirius, is good-looking. Harry looks like James, so that should solve it.

This is not really about remembering what's written in the books (something JKR clearly doesn't know how to do) so we could even take that statement and be done with it.

But fuck JKR.

Let's start with James.

It's said that Sirius and James could have been mistaken for brothers. Obviously, while this is a reference to how close they were, it must also mean they looked kind of alike. After all, they were two tall white English posh boys with black hair. But Sirius is supposed to be incredibly handsome so I highly doubt you could mistake someone that is not conventionally good-looking for his brother.

You could add that the kind of arrogance James displays is very difficult to have if you are not somewhat good-looking. James is also very popular, and as good as the guy can be at Quidditch, he is a massive nerd, so to achieve the super-popular status he must have been good-looking.

When Lily shouts at him about messing up his hair, her accusation is that he is doing it to look cooler, never heard of someone that looks cooler by being less good-looking. His hypothetically looking like an idiot for doing it doesn't seem to align with his being popular and also, the guy has friends, and one of those friends is Sirius, if it made him look like an idiot he would know.

This could already settle the issue, but let's talk about Harry.

Harry starts the story as this short underfed thing but he changes during the story.

Between fourth and fifth year, he has his first growth spurt. He seems to have another between fifth and sixth year.

In the fifth book, Pansy substantially calls Harry ugly while he is on a date with Cho. Now, I'm sure she was exaggerating but he mustn't have looked like a model for her to be able to say that. What is also true is that Harry has gone through a growth spurt while being starved and hyper-stressed and with what? Four hours of sleep each night? He mustn't have looked at his best.

In fourth year, Cho, who is a year older, barely knows him (which means personality is not a factor), and is dating Cedric, a supposedly handsome guy, seems to kind of like him. She doesn't find him ugly for sure. Harry here is still pretty short so I imagine he must have a quite decent facial structure. To be fair, considering Cho's behaviour with the whole date/post-article mess, one could argue that maybe she just had a bit of a popularity fetish. This is up to everyone's personal interpretation I suppose.

At the start of sixth year, Hermione tells Harry that one of the reasons why girls like him is that he got taller, but it's just a way to say they find him good-looking. He wasn't short the year before, and sure now there's the difference that they don't think he is completely nuts, but the implication is very clear. If you think about it, it's pretty reasonable, this is probably the first time in Harry's life he looks healthy, surely the first time since he got tall. He spent nearly all summer at the Burrow being properly fed, playing Quidditch under the sun, and falling in love which is always good for the skin (I'm completely serious, it's a hormones thing).

After the war, Harry becomes an Auror, so he definitely is very much in shape. And we have already established he has a good facial structure, he's tall, and his messy hair is recognised as attractive. And, I mean, the combination of black hair and green eyes must not be horrible.

At last, let's talk about something I'm sure no one cares about besides me. Harry and Ginny's stories are built in parallel because they are meant to be equals. They are both popular, they are both charismatic, and they are both famous. Ginny is meant to be this undisputably beautiful girl, so undeniably beautiful that not even the people who hate her can deny it. If Harry isn't, not necessarily as good-looking but still conventionally good-looking, the structure gets ruined.

So, yeah, Harry is handsome. Not Sirius handsome, but handsome.

[If someone writes me that attractiveness is subjective I swear to God, I'm blocking them. We are talking about conventional beauty here. And, yes, knowing if a character is or is not conventionally good-looking is pretty important to be able to write them correctly]

[sn0wp1anets]

just got back from dance so some marauders dance au brainrot

dancer james potter is my one and only the loml honestly. classically trained but now is super into hiphop and like commerical dancing. he teaches classes at those really intimidating studios and he is so loud and the biggest hype-man ever. goes to his friends classes (mostly sirius) for fun. always has to stand in the back filming the mirror because hes tall and has really steady hands/arms. hes nice sure but hes also like kinda an ass because he knows hes good .you can tell when he starts dancing because his eyes change so fast its like a light switch. can pick up choreo at insane speeds and is casually just like oh wait youre still on this part? has like a real fanbase and everything because he danced for some singer on a big world tour and everyone thought he was hot. dresses really messy in that stereotypical dancer way ifykwim. does alot of battles.

oops i lied dancer sirius black is also my fav ever and the loml. hes classically trained ofc and was a bit of a ballet prodigy. he and james have been training tgt since forever. smooth like so smooth that its kinda intimidating because youre like wtf how does he move like that does he even have bones. (kind of the way sean lew moves if anyone has watched his videos) absolutely ruthless choreographer- to the point where the studio will only let him teach advanced classes because it's literally impossible to keep up- and people get annoyed because hes like what do you mean you cant do this. perfect svetlana arches and so flexible that in ballet even the girls are like wtf. dances w his clothes alot? like he uses them as part of the dance. does loads of artsy projects.

dancer lily evans who took ballet classes at her local community centre and then got a scholarship at some posh academy that sirius and james were at. having the most gorgeous lines ever and is really known in the dance world for insane artistry. tried taking jazz funk and hiphop and heels classes but nothing stuck so she just does ballet. most perfect hair bun that everyone else asks her to do theirs. in a really intense ballet company and shes such a perfectionist: if you see a light on in the studios at 2am chances are its her. gets really annoyed when people take her barre spot. got super famous when she danced juliet- the audience cried in the final act, and she even got calls to be casted as juliet in movies

mary is one of the only ones to have never done ballet but shes just so good at everything else that it kind of gets overlooked. heels queen. teaches alot like actually alot and its mainly heels classes. like james she has so much energy in classes so she always hypes people up. has the best style even when shes just practicing or teaching- people always ask her where she gets her clothes from. insane crazy facial expressions when she gets into it and when she performs you literally cant look anywhere else. she choreographs for tv shows and movies and things but once she choreographed a pop star's music video and then posted a tutorial of the dance and everyone lost their shit collectively. random but when she does hiphop classes etc she does that thing where she tucks her shirt into her bra.

dancer remus went to the same academy as L+J+S and was also a scholarship student so the teachers paired remus and lily up for pas de deux/partner work all the time and it annoyed lily so much but remus didnt really care. he doesnt look very strong but he has insane core and leg strength so all the girls in the company want to be paired with him for lifts etc. kinda thirdwheeled sirius and james' friendship/relationship when they were at the academy got kinda frustrated because he wasnt as flexible as sirius was. goes to all the non-compulsory classes in the company and listens to the barre gossip so he knows everything. goes to his friends' non ballet classes too like this man does not rest. known for dancing the prince in sleeping beauty and once he got stopped on the street and asked if he was 'the guy from that one ballet'

marlene danced competitively in a really intense team when she was little so she has insane stamina and also is really good at staying out of dance world drama. does mostly contemp work but also gets involved in alot of other dancers' choreo projects because shes flexible and easy to work with (mostly except for when people are slacking - she will just rip into them: she got banned from teaching at a studio after getting mad and going if youre not here to dance then why are you even here get out- which is kinda valid but wtvr) dances really sharp and really clean. will just wear mary/james/remus/sirius' clothes when she practices instead of her own.

peter started dancing because of james (they were childhood friends) but then got really bored of ballet so he quit. the end. jk no he took alot of modern dance classes and then kind of hopped between different dance styles. realized he has really bad stage fright so he doesnt really perform but he still dances and he choreographs like alot. he also gets invited to judge events and battles alot? in like bug battling events hes one of the three people sitting there with sunglasses on. he also gets brought in as a guest choreographer for teams and companies and schools.

dancer dorcas is like untouchable. she went to ballet school in russia and not the uk, but moved back to join a company. becomes the company's principal at 20. there was a rumor that she sold her soul to the devil for ballet technique and she found it so funny that she texted her family group chat about it. danced the lead in swan lake and also the sugar plum fairy in the nutcracker production. has really nice warm up clothes. used to be rivals with lily in the company when they were both soloists but now theyre friends and its a thing for them to get dinner together after evening rehearsals. her jumps are really powerful and pretty so they end up getting put on programmes and the website and on advertisements and sirius thinks its funny to send her photos of them. sometimes goes ice skating just to show off (its iconic)

[marauders-81]

Jegulus - Teaser

I finally got the nerves to post this :)

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James Potter was a stealthy person. Well, he liked to think so. He got through the Castle Gates quietly enough. If he was good enough to pull that off, then surely he could count himself as a sneaky person. However, he still had to find a certain room, gather certain things, and get out. 

Scaling up the tall wall had been hard enough. Dressing up as a butler, he thought to himself, would have been far easier. But what was life without a little risk? So here he was now, at the window of his best friends - and partner in crimes - old room. Sirius Black was a runaway from the castle; and if he ever showed his face going back there, chances are he’d be executed. So James, being as brave and loyal as he is, took it upon himself to collect Sirius’ things. He hadn’t told Sirius, instead wanting it to be a surprise. Looking into the room, James was instantly delighted. There were so many shiny things! It was as if he’d become a magpie, he just couldn’t help himself. He slid himself through the small window, grunting quietly and falling to the floor with a thud. For good measures he kept quiet, to make sure no one was on their way up. After clearing that thought from his head, he stood up, brushed himself off, and got to work. Piece by piece, everything went into the large bag James had taken with him. Bits of jewelry, clothes, any money that he’d found lying around; he’d even seen a crown on a mannequin, which he’d just had to take. James simply couldn’t help himself, everything was so… alluring. He could easily sell it all to a nearby village, and him and Sirius would be rich! He could imagine it in his head; the two of them in this big house, living the life that he’d always wanted. 

Once he’d taken everything he desired, he looked around the room; properly, this time. The closet was the size of James’ room in the cottage he stayed in, and a beautifully carved violin sat next to the expensive-looking piano in the corner- wait… what? Sirius didn’t play the piano. He’d said to James before he ran away: “I never let my witch of a mother teach me, so she took it upon herself to teach my damned brother instead. Bought him this grand piano and everything.” 

But then what was Sirius’ brother’s piano doing in Sirius’ room? James frowned in confusion. He took another look around, turning to the corner where the lacey, royal bed sat- and promptly jumped back in shock. 

On the bed was a boy, possibly a year or two younger than James. And James had to admit, he was beautiful. His hair curled over half of his face in an ebony black fringe, and was only just long enough to be tied into a mini ponytail at the back. He had skin as pale as brand-new parchment, and it was smooth enough to resemble a babies. And his eyes… The only thing that James could find himself comparing them to were diamonds. So blue, and so light, that you could almost believe they glowed in the dark. And they were so, so unimpressed as they bore into James’ plain hazels. “Finally noticed me, have you?” The boy drawled, and James was drawn in by the softness of his voice. Soft, yet firm. Unforgiving. “You would have thought that a famous, wanted thief like you would be aware of his surroundings.” Unable to stop himself, James bowed low down in an almost mocking manner; never once taking his eyes off of the boy in front of him. “Crown Prince Regulus. It’s… truly an honor to meet you.” He said lazily, his lips curling into a lopsided smirk. The boy - now known as Regulus - blinked. Was it possible for someone to look twice as unimpressed? Regulus stood up, making his way to the thief. James straightened up; at his full height, he proved to be taller than Regulus by maybe a few inches at the least. The sight made James swell with pride. Now he could confidently say he was taller than both Black Brothers. (This was something he’d be bragging about to Sirius later.) “Care to explain why you’ve decided to target my room, of all the rooms in this castle?” There was that voice again. Soft and smooth, yet cunning and cruel. It made James positively weak at the knees; not that he’d ever admit it. He had to keep up his bravado, in efforts to try and impress the King-to-be in front of him. He did falter, though; what Regulus had said confused him. “Your room? This is-.....” James turned to look around the room, and suddenly everything made a whole lot more sense. The grand piano wasn’t in the wrong room. He was in the wrong room. “Oh.” 

James’ cheeks flushed in embarrassment. Of course he was in the wrong room. Why else would there be a random bloody piano? Sirius didn’t even play piano. He groaned, turning towards the bag he had and searched through its contents. Sure enough, every piece of clothing he looked on had the same initials; RAB. Regulus whatever Black. When he looked back up at the unamused boy, he gave an apologetic grin. “.... I was trying to get to Sirius’ room. You know, grab his things.” James chuckled. He put the bag down and lifted his hands up in surrender, but the other boy didn’t seem to care. Instead, his beautiful face was painted with the creases of concern, and he seemed to perk up at the mention of his brother’s name. “Sirius? Where is he?” He wasn’t talking slowly this time. James had peaked his interest, and he stepped closer to the bigger boy. His eyes seemed to light up and harden at the same time; as if his life depended on this information. James paused, before getting an idea. Regulus was very pretty… And everyone who knew that James was a thief, knew that he couldn’t help himself when it came to pretty things. A grin slowly spread across his face, and his eyes lit up with mischief. He leaned down, resting his hand on his knee and looking Regulus straight in the eyes. “I could take you to him, you know. Just come with me?” If Regulus decided to listen, it would make everything so much easier. James could just sneak him out of the castle. No harm done. But of course it wouldn’t be that easy. Regulus, unlike his big brother, was proud to be royalty. He wouldn’t just leave, not like that. “Mother says I’m not to leave the castle. Not after… Not after he did.” Regulus whispered snidely. “I wouldn’t want to leave with the likes of you, either.” 

James sighed. It was expected that Regulus would try to resist. Didn’t he know that James was a thief? Just refusing wouldn’t make anything better in his case. While thinking this, a small chuckle bubbled out of the taller boy’s mouth. He took a step back, shoving his hands in his pockets and pouting like a small child for a moment. The sight made Regulus roll his eyes and reach towards the bag on the floor, filled with the expensive goods. “I’ll be taking my things back, now- hey!” The dark haired boy yelped, because before he knew it, he was slung over the shoulder of the other. He kicked, and he yelled, but James merely smiled cheekily. 

Bxrry

[siriuslystarbucks]

Fluff AU where Voldemort lost, good guys lived and prongsfoot pursue civilian professions. They still would be no less rock-stars in it than Weird Sisters. Pro Quidditch captain James aces it all with his shrewd playing strategies - Sirius attends all matches and makes outlandish cheering campaigns. Sirius studies how to destroy dark artifacts, writes books about it - James is most swooning and knowledgeable fan at his presentations. They would be legends AND so in love it’s disgusting. 😄

People watch James's quidditch matches and see famous scholar and cursebreaker Sirius Black fawning over him-- literal heart eyes and cheering anytime James does anything on the pitch.

People go to see Sirius give a lecture on his latest findings and- wait hold on, is that James Potter? The youngest quidditch captain in the last 3 centuries? What's he doing here, and why is he looking at Sirius like that?

I imagine it would be a beautiful misunderstanding for a while, people who are only vaguely aware of the two of them knowing each other. They get so confused to see Sirius and James attending all of these events, and it's only when people see them kiss and there's a photo of it in The Prophet that they connect the dots.

People that actually know them are like "How did none of you figure this out sooner. They always hang off of each other and constantly say how much they love the other. This was glaringly obvious since they were fifteen"

[hpcestfest]

HP Cest Fest 2023: Week 1 ☕️

📖 Sweet Victory | E | 5,000 Bill Weasley/Charlie Weasley/Victoire Weasley

Bill can't bring himself to despoil his virgin daughter. He begs a favour from Charlie to help.... er, pave the way. But can he see it through?

📖 come softly to me | E | 2,100 Orion Black/Regulus Black

Regulus is finally old enough to experience one of the famous Black family parties. The guests are wild, and the firewhisky is stronger than Regulus anticipated. Dazed and greedily aroused, he finds himself in a hallway in his father's company.

📖 A Merciful Alternative | E | 4,300 Lucius Malfoy/Draco Malfoy

Draco learns that there is no easy way out after his failure to kill Albus Dumbledore atop the Astronomy tower. The Dark Lord promises to humiliate the Malfoy family in every way possible before the night is through.

📖 Look Inside and Awake | E | 2,900 Severus Snape/Tobias Snape

Perhaps no one else would ever find him attractive, but as he watched his long, thin fingers drift down his abdomen, he'd never felt more beautiful.

📖 When a Fire Starts to Burn | E | 11,400 Harry Potter/Severus Snape

It's a Severitus to Snarry A/B/O, do you really need more of a hook than that? Ok, fine: Severus is stood up by an alpha for his yearly heat. Suppressants can only help so much then, and when his heat comes on with his sixteen-year-old adoptive alpha son around him, well, things happen.

📖 Three Time's a Charm | E | 774 Harry Potter/Sirius Black

He wants more than anything to be the reason for the boy's tears, and Sirius always gets what he wants…

📖 Iris | M | 6,100 Alice Longbottom/Neville Longbottom

Neville loves his mum so much. He never meant to let it get this far... or did he?

📖 Atonement | E | 5,200 Percy Weasley/George Weasley

“I’m here to pay my debt." “How could you possibly repay me? It's your fault he's dead!” Percy clasps his fists and repeats his offer, this time with the air of a supplicant begging for mercy. “Please, George. Please let me do something. I can’t watch you waste away. I’ll never forgive myself!” The breath vacates his body when George disengages the zipper of his ratty, hole-studded jeans. The teeth grind open with lewd precision, and he pops out between his flaps, flaccid and pathetic. “Suck my dick,” George smirks, challenging his brother to back down. 

📖 the hands that collar you (belong to your brother) | E | 1000 Regulus Black/Sirius Black

Prompt: Power bottom!Regulus choking Sirius as he rides him, saying he’ll get him a collar next time, calling him “puppy” as Sirius whines from the pleasure he’s receiving.

📖 A Breed Apart | E | 18,400 Harry Potter/Harry Potter

In the summer following Harry’s third year of school, something strange happens. He’s at the park when all of a sudden the afternoon has turned into evening and all he can remember is a flash of green light. Before he can write to Sirius about it, someone arrives at Privet Drive with an explanation.

🎨 A Grim Bargain | E | Webcomic Orion Black/Sirius Black

The night Sirius runs away from home, he does not expect anyone to be waiting for him by the foyer. "Please. I'll do anything, so please, don't leave." Sirius considers it. "Anything?"

[mrsfrecklesmarauders]

Alphard

In this AU, Remus and Sirius were childhood friends because the Lupins used to work for The Black Family. Remus is trans. Rosie is Remus' death name before he transitioned.

CW: Drug Use, Grief and Homophobia.

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2006:

Sirius didn't have the nicest family. They all kind of scared Rosie a little. They were beautiful but vile. No wonder Sirius didn't like spending time with them and he spent most time with Rosie and her parents. So it was weird when Sirius' whole expression changed when they saw that car arriving. He smiled like never before.

"Uncle Alphard!! He is here!"

Sirius climbed off that tree as quickly as possible. And he ran towards the gates.

"Sirius, wait!"

Rosie climbed behind him as well.

"Uncle Alphard is the best. You will see, Moony" Sirius said as Rosie reached him. "He is my favorite person in the whole world. He is so wicked"

Rosie smiled because it kind of warmed her heart to see Sirius so happy. And when Sirius smiled, Rosie felt something burning inside her chest.

"I would like to meet the famous Uncle that you always talk about" Rosie teased.

Rosie was really curious, especially when they saw that fancy car getting inside the property. With loud music sounding inside.

Sirius was practically bouncing.

"He always brings me wicked presents when he gets back from his trips"

The car's door opened and Rosie could see the famous man getting out.

Rosie's cheeks went immediately red. Alphard Black was absolutely handsome. Of course, just like his nephew. He was wearing white trousers with a fancy belt and a half opened shirt, showing his hairy chest. His hair was elegantly ruffled. And he was wearing black shades. It was weird but that was what Rosie always admired from men. Masculine, adventurous, naturally handsome. Sometimes Rosie hated thinking she'll had to grow up and be feminine like her mum, or Mrs. Black. And she would never be this. Whatever Alphard was.

"Guess who's back!!" Alphard exclaimed opening his arms.

"Uncle Alphard"

Sirius looked like he wanted to hug his Uncle but he was containing himself.

"It's my favorite nephew! Yeah!"

Sirius giggled.

"What are you waiting for? Ha?" Alphard laughed "Come here and hug your Uncle"

Sirius raised an eyebrow but he obeyed. Rosie saw Alphard squeezing his nephew hard.

Not Orion or Walburga Black ever hugged their son like that. And Sirius loved hugs, he desperately craved them. But he liked to act cool and pretend he didn't.

Then Alphard noticed Rosie and he took off his shades. Rosie noticed the same gray eyes that Sirius had. The same gorgeous eyes. But they were red. And his pupils were bigger. It kind of scared Rosie. Alphard smiled.

"And who are you, sweetheart?"

"Rosie..."

"Rosie is my best friend, Uncle Alphard" Sirius smiled "She is so cool for pranks and stuff"

Rosie smiled back.

"Woow!" Alphard exclaimed and touched Rosie's head "Your hair is so soft, Rosie dear..."

Rosie froze.

"Isn't it soft, Sirius?" Alphard insisted. He even grabbed Sirius' hand "Here, touch it"

"Yeah..." Sirius blushed embarrassed "It is"

This man was really weird. For what Sirius had told Rosie, Alphard was different from the Blacks. Alphard was free, fun and reckless. Not a complete lunatic.

"Pleasure to meet you, sir"

"Sir?" Alphard laughed. But there was nothing funny. He was just laughing. Sirius and Rosie looked between each other.

"Oooh you got yourself a beautiful girlfriend, Sirius" Alphard winked.

"Rosie is not my girlfriend, Uncle!" Sirius protested, going very red "She is just my friend"

Although Rosie wanted to be with Sirius. Not now, of course. In the future when they grew older. But she didn't say that.

"Ooh" Alphard looked between the two.

"I'm never having a girlfriend. Just like you" Sirius added.

Alphard smiled.

Rosie also saw another man getting out of the car. He was different from Alphard. He was wearing brighter colors and he acted a bit feminine.

"Alphie..." he said, putting his hand on his hip "You're not introducing me to your gorgeous nephew?"

Sirius frowned, looking at this man with disgust.

"I told you to wait in the car, Roddy"

"You know I'm very impatient, handsome"

"Who is this, Uncle?" Sirius asked with the same expression as Orion used when he met Rosie.

"Rod... He is just my friend" Alphard explained.

"Oh yeah we are really good mates, aren't we love?" Rod winked and giggled.

Alphard rolled his eyes. He looked embarrassed of his friend. He ignored him.

"I bought you something, Sirius..." Alphard laughed. Sirius smiled

"Yeah?"

"Of course I bought you something...." Alphard went to retrieve something from his car "Didn't I get him something, Rod?"

Rod nodded "He spent good money on you, love... I don't even get candy from him" he sighed "Or maybe some sort of candy..." he smiled to himself.

"Will you shut up?!" Alphard screamed this time.

But then he smiled widely as he turned to Sirius. Rosie was starting to think this man was completely bunkers.

Alphard gave Sirius a wrapped package.

Sirius ripped it from his hands and opened it.

"Wow!" Sirius stared at the box. It was some sort of video game console "This is wicked. Look Moony!!"

"Wow" Rosie's mum always said that The Blacks bought Sirius expensive stuff to erase the fact that they didn't show him love.

"You're welcome" Alphard smiled. But then he put his finger on his mouth "But don't tell your brother because I didn't get him anything"

"Regulus is a whinny baby" Sirius said as he opened the box.

Alphard roared in laughter again. As if Sirius said the most funny thing ever. Rod laughed with him. Sirius and Rosie stared at them.

"Whinny baby! You're right!" Alphard raised his palm and Sirius smiled weakly as he hit it.

"So what do you think, Sirius?" Alphard kneeled down to face him.

"About the console?"

"What? No!" Alphard shook his head "About coming with me... For a ride... For a little adventure"

Sirius stopped looking at his new toy and stared at his Uncle with opened eyes. He even smiled.

"Really? Now?"

Alphard nodded.

"Can Rosie come?"

Rosie didn't want to go anywhere with these two lunatics.

"Yeah of course!!" Alphard exclaimed.

Sirius giggled, but then he looked at Rod with hate.

"Does he have to come?" Sirius whispered.

"Heard that!" Rod exclaimed "Rude!"  he crossed his arms.

"We'll drop him home" Alphard winked. Sirius giggled.

"Alphard!" Rod protested, sounded angry now "You promised to spend the evening with me"

But Alphard silenced him with his finger and closed his eyes.

"I thought you missed me and you wanted to see me" Rod continued.

"Sh sh sh..." Alphard interrupted "Do you hear that?"

But none of them were hearing anything apparently, because they were trying to listen carefully.

"Do you hear that?" Alphard insisted, this time smiling "Do you hear it, Sirius?"

"What is it?" Sirius bounced, expecting something cool from his Uncle.

Alphard went to his car again.

"A really bloody good song!" he turned up the volume.

The loud music filled Rosie's ears. It was a good song. The Rolling Stones' Emotional Rescue. Lyall liked it as well. But it was so loud, that Rosie was scared Orion and Walburga would hear it. Even Rosie's parents could hear it from the pool house.

It became weirder when Alphard began dancing and singing on his own. It would've funny if Rosie didn't find this strange. But Sirius didn't seem to mind, because he was laughing at his Uncle amused. And Rod, Rod was looking at Alphard in a strange way. In an intense way.

And it became even weirder when Alphard took Rosie's hand and spinned her around. And then he made her face Sirius. And dance with him. But Sirius always looked away when Rosie looked into his eyes.

When Alphard walked away dancing, Sirius let out a chuckle.

"I told you Alphard was wicked"

"Yeah insanely wicked, that is"

"What?"

"Nothing..."

Now Rosie understood why Sirius liked Alphard so much. He was so different from the rest of the family. Always perfect and correct. But Alphard was acting like a child. Not like an adult.

"WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING HERE?"

Walburga's scream could be heard even through the loud music. She looked shocked and furious. And little Reggie was hiding behind her. Rosie saw Sirius rolling his eyes, like he always did when his mother "spoiled the fun" As Sirius said.

Walburga's eyes flickered through Sirius, then Rosie, then Rod who was looking at her upside down and Walburga made the same disgusted expression than Sirius before.

"ALPHARD!!" she screamed.

But Alphard was still too busy dancing. His eyes closed.

"ALPHARD!!"

When Alphard didn't answer, Walburga went to turn off the music.

"Hey!" Alphard protested.

Walburga crosses her amrs.

Alphard smiled when he saw her.

"Wally! Dear sister!" Alphard went to hug her, but Walburga pushed him away. She looked furious.

"Uncle Alphard!" Reggie was also happy to see his Uncle. He was smiling at him.

"Little One!" Alphard ruffled his hair affectionately "What do you have there?"

"My action figure"

"Your action figure?"

Rosie noticed Walburga was placing herself in front of Regulus, protecting him from Alphard.

"Nerd!" Sirius protested, rolling his eyes. He was jealous that his Uncle was paying more attention to Regulus.

"Shut up, Sirius!" Regulus protested.

Alphard laughed.

"Look, Reggie" Alphard pointed at Sirius' hands "I brought you something"

Regulus smiled looking at the console.

Sirius hid it "You said it was for me!"

"Ah..." Alphard smiled "You'll have to share it, I didn't bring anything for you, Wally.... Oops..." Alphard shrugged.

Walburga was still looking at Alphard furiously.

"What are you doing here? You didn't say you would come"

"Do I need bloody permission to see my nephews? To see my family? Ha? Ha?"

Walburga didn't answer.

"Bloody party pooper...."

Sirius and Regulus laughed at the lame insult. Alphard laughed with them. But then it was all silence until Rod spoke.

"I didn't introduce myself, did I?" Rod showed Walburga his hand "Roderick Carson... Call me Rod... Alphie's... Friend"

But Walburga wasn't interested because she ignored him.

"You should probably go, Alphard" Walburga said calmly "Now"

Alphard whined like a little kid.

"But he just got here!" Sirius protested, approaching his mother.

"I just got here!"

"And we were going for a ride!"

"For a ride, Walburga!" Alphard added.

"Can I come?" Regulus asked shyly.

"Yeah..." Alphard smiled.

"Of course not!" Walburga interrupted "You are not going anywhere.... Neither of you"

"But mother...."

"Don't protest, Sirius!" Walburga crossed her arms "I said you are not going anywhere"

"But why?"

"Because I say so and that's it!" Walburga snapped "And you have to obey me because I am your mother"

"Uuuh..." Alphard teased.

Sirius shook his head in frustration.

"You always ruin everything"

"Get back inside!" Walburga said "And take your brother with you..."

Sirius groaned but reluctantly obeyed.

"Let's go, Moony"

"I think the Miss Lupin's parents are waiting for her at home" Walburga added "It's getting late"

"But we were trying my new console..."

Walburga's penetrating and scary eyes said everything.

"Yeah... I should probably go" Rosie said.

Sirius rolled his eyes.

"We'll try it tomorrow" Rosie smiled at him.

But Sirius didn't look happy.

"Bye Uncle" Sirius said "Bye Boring Witch" he added in a whisper.

"What did you say?"

Sirius smirked.

"Bye Uncle Alphard" Reggie added.

"Now that I am back in London, I'll come visit everyday..." Alphard smiled.

Rosie and Sirius walked away, taking Regulus with them. They left Walburga, Alphard and Rod.

"Can I see what Uncle Alphard got us?" Reggie said as they reached the house.

"No!" Sirius snapped hiding the console away "He said he bought it for me!"

"He said he bought for us!"

"No because you are boring"

"And you are a bogger!"

"Guys!" Rosie protested "Please don't fight... We can all play a little, right?"

Rosie looked at Sirius.

"You're lending it to Reggie and I, right Sirius?"

"Yeah!" Reggie smiled.

Sirius rolled his eyes.

"Oh no!" Reggie added.

"What is it?"

"I dropped my action figure!"

"I'll get it for you" Rosie said confidently.

"I'll go with you" Sirius said.

"No! Your mother said to get inside" Rosie said "I'll be back in a second"

Rosie left the two boys fighting for the console again. She walked slowly towards Alphard's car. She didn't want them to see her. She just wanted the action figure and that was it. She wasn't even listening to their conversation. But when Rosie retrieved the action figure, she heard something that got her attention.

"What's wrong with you?? Are you absolutely mental? You cannot come to this house in that state!"

Walburga was raising her voice. And Rosie felt that she had to continue listening. For Sirius. So she hid behind a bush. Alphard and Walburga were discussing and Rod was waiting inside the car but really pendant of the conversation as well.

"What state, Walburga? What state?"

"What state? You are absolutely wasted!!" Walburga snapped "Or stoned..." Walburga stared into Alphard's eyes "Bloody hell you're fucking stoned, Alphard! Look at your eyes! You're high as a kite! What did you have? What was it?"

"I don't know what you are talking about. I didn't consume anything"

"Oh please"

Walburga shook her head.

"It's not a big deal" Alphard shrugged "The doctor got me some new pills for the nerves"

"IT'S DRUGS, ALPHARD! DRUGS! OF COURSE IT IS A BIG DEAL!!"

Of course Rosie knew about drugs. She read about them once in a book and her mum explained it to her. But she had never seen someone like that in real life. Stoned, was it? It was worse than when adults drank alcohol.

Walburga was losing patience.

Alphard silenced her.

"The kids are going to hear you"

"I am not letting you see my sons ever again in this state..."

"Wally..."

"If you come to this house, you come sober... Otherwise you're not coming here at all!! I'm telling the guards to forbid you the entrance. Do you understand?"

"Come on..."

"And worse even with company like that..." Walburga gestured to Rod "Alphard, what is this?"

"What's wrong with Rod?"

"What's wrong with Rod? Really?" Walburga snorted "Don't tell me you keep that kind of company. Don't tell me Orion is right"

"Your bloody husband is insane! That's what he is!"

"But he is right... You are not a good influence for my kids... You're not a good influence for Sirius. He is becoming a bloody rebel because of you"

"And you are becoming a old boring cow because of Orion" Alphard said, now with a serious tone and expression "You sound like mother"

Walburga was taken aback by that. Like she was offended.

"What happened with the old Wally? The cool one?"

Rosie couldn't imagine Walburga being cool, ever. She was strict and scary.

Walburga rolled her eyes.

"I've grown and matured"

"You're letting Orion control you"

"And you are becoming a drug addict" Walburga snapped "And a faggot"

Now it was Alphard's turn to be taken aback. Faggot? Rosie didn't know that word.

"I'm not... I..."

"Unless you stop with this ridiculous life style, I am not letting you see my children" Walburga said "Now, I want you out of my property, otherwise I will call the guards. And I will tell them to kick you out like a dog"

But Alphard didn't move.

"Get out, Alphard!!" Walburga pushed him this time "Now!... Out! Out! Out!"

Alphard got in the car reluctantly. Rosie saw Rod trying to comfort him but Alphard pushed him away. Rosie thought it was enough and she ran out of there before the car drove away.

This was too much to process. Rosie didn't know if she should tell Sirius what she had seen. When she returned to the house the boys were still discussing.

"You're just jealous because Uncle Alphard said I was his favorite"

"Uncle Alphard is insane, just like you"

"Here, Reggie" Rosie gave him the action figure.

"Thanks, Rosie"

Rosie smiled.

"I should probably go home"

"Noo..." Sirius pouted.

"Let your girlfriend get home, Sirius" Reggie giggled.

"Rosie is not my girlfriend!" Sirius yelled and Regulus ran inside giggling

Rosie smiled.

"So? What did you think?"

"Ha?" Rosie was still thinking about the conversation she heard.

"About Alphard"

"Oh!"

Rosie didn't want to hurt Sirius. Alphard was the only person in his family he liked. The only one that cared about him. So Sirius said. The only one that actually listened. And didn't treat him like the heir. But like a kid. So Rosie couldn't tell him. It wasn't up to her. And she didn't understand the whole thing yet.

"You were right" Rosie smiled "Alphard is wicked"

Sirius smiled back.

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2013:

Sirius hadn't said anything. Sirius hadn't moved. Ever since he arrived from his Uncle's funeral, all he did was sit next to Remus and ask him for a cigarette. Remus had waited for him awake, because he wanted to be there for Sirius. He had gotten back to that house with that family of his. Only for his Uncle Alphard.

"I don't want to talk about it, Moony" he had said.

So Remus didn't ask questions. But it was obvious that Sirius was bad. He was too good at hiding it. But Remus knew him well.

"I can't believe he is gone" Sirius said after a while "I am supposed to be sad and cry. But I can't..."

Remus stared at him as he finished his fag.

"I want to. I feel like I have to. But I can't" Sirius continued "All of them were fake. Cissy cried. And she didn't even like him..."

Remus decided just to listen.

"And Walburga cried. That bitch hated him. Reggie cried. He doesn't cry anymore. But he cried. Not at the funeral. The night before.... And everyone seemed sad and pretended to be sad but talked shit about him when no one was around. I heard, Remus. I heard them"

Remus nodded.

"And I was supposed to cry because I didn't hate him. And I got along with him. I was his favorite. He was my favorite person. He was favorite uncle. But I didn't cry. I can't"

Remus couldn't take it anymore. He wanted to hug him. He wanted to kiss him. But all he did now was squeeze his shoulder gently.

But Sirius pulled away and he stood up and began pacing.

"He lied to me, Remus!" he said "He lied to everyone. I admired him and I wanted to be like him but he wasn't what I thought. Who was he? He consumed drugs, he was an alcoholic... And he was... He slept around... With... With men"

Sirius said it with disgust. Even if they had been snogging and Sirius knew Remus was gay. But it didn't matter. Remus understood Sirius' frustration.

"I thought I knew him better than anyone but apparently I didn't. I didn't even know my real Uncle... That bastard!! That bloody bastard!!!"

"Hey... Hey... Sirius..."

Remus stood up to calm Sirius down.

Sirius' eyes were moving desperetly on the floor. Moving through his thoughts.

"Nobody is perfect" Remus whispered "And I know your Uncle loved you.... And I know you loved him..."

Sirius shook his head.

"That's the important thing, right?"

Sirius grew up very close to Alphard. Alphard consented all of Sirius' rebelties. Alphard was the cool parent figure that taught him about life, while his parents were the strict authority. Alphard had been there for Sirius when Sirius most needed him, when Sirius most needed love, when Sirius most needed a parent. Someone to guide him. And perhaps Alphard wasn't the best example. He taught Sirius to smoke and drink. He took him to parties making him seem older. He taught him how to flirt and be popular with girls. Although Alphard did the same with men. Alphard wasted his life in parties, drugs and sex. But he was the only one that actually cared for Sirius. The only one in his family that loved him. And that counted for something.

"Sirius... I know you are in pain. I know you are gonna miss him" Remus said carefully "I understand how you feel. It was the same when I lost my mum"

"It's not the same thing"

"It doesn't matter that he lied or hid things from you. What you're going to remember is what he did for you. And how he loved you"

Sirius' eyes filled with tears, so he looked away.

"I told you I don't want to talk about it! Don't you understand?"

Remus sighed but nodded.

"I'll leave you alone then"

He wasn't angry. He understood. He wished Sirius would let himself feel. And he wished Sirius would not be embarrassed of anything. Especially around Remus.

Remus started walking away towards their dorm When Sirius called him.

"Remus!"

He sounded so desperate that Remus had to look back.

Sirius closed the gap between them wrapping his arms around Remus' waist and burying his head on Remus' chest. That's when he started crying. Remus' heart broke. But he did his best to hug him back and comfort him.

That's when Sirius started sobbing, clenching for Remus' sweater for dear life.

"He is gone, Moony!" Sirius exclaimed "He is gone!"

"I know... I know..."

"It hurts... It hurts so much... I am going to miss him..."

"I know Sirius..."

Sirius continued crying and Remus stroked his hair and gave him several kisses on his head.

"I hurts, it hurts... But I promise it will get better, Sirius. I promise"

Remus reckoned he would do anything to make Sirius' pain go away. But he couldn't. Remus was there for him. And he loved him. He loved him so much. Sirius didn't deserve the family that he got. They all made him suffer. And it wasn't fair that this happened to Alphard. Not now, when Sirius could actually get to know him. When they could talk about sexuality and growing up. Sirius had left his house and it would've been amazing that his Uncle was there to support him.

But this was life. And Remus wanted to be there for Sirius no matter what. It didn't matter what Sirius felt for him. It didn't matter if they would never formalize a relationship. It didn't matter if Sirius used him or only saw him as a friend. Remus didn't care about all that. He was completely in love with Sirius and he was going to be there for him. That was all Remus knew.

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Fic Author Self Rec

Fic authors self-rec! ✨ When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you’ve written, then pass on to at least five other writers ❤️

Thanks for the tag @liiilyevans! I also find this hard, because it's much easier to be a cheerleader for others than for myself, but here goes -

A Rose in Winter - WIP, M

An Edwardian Era, arranged marriage AU based on a classic, cheesy 80s bodice-ripper romance novel of the same name. After a string of bad luck, the Weasley family is pressuring Ginny to take a wealthy husband. She is swiftly arranged into a marriage contract with the tragic and mysterious Lord Potter, hidden behind a mask and heavy cloak to cover his scars from the attack that made him famous.

I'll even give a little sneak peak of the next installment:

Her nephews and niece gasped and giggled delightedly at the sight of the elves, which earned a broad smile from Whimsy and grumpy scowl from the older elf. Ginny rolled her lips inward and looked down at her plate to hide her smile. Something about the grumpy creature amused her, but she didn’t know her new husband well enough to know if he would think her rude. She glanced at him through her lashes, to find his eyes locked on her, the light shining in from the window behind her and illuminating his irises for the first time. They were a startling green, breathtaking in their beauty and intensity. Ginny felt her cheeks warming under his stare, discomforted by his eyes while the rest of his face remained hidden behind that infernal mask. The moment was broken when Bill leaned toward the stranger on Potter’s right and introduced himself.

“I don’t believe we’ve met. William Weasley, Ginevra’s eldest brother.”

“Sirius Black. Harry’s godfather.”

A hush settled over the table as her brothers stared curiously at Black. Lupin cleared his throat, a smirk swiftly hidden behind his fist. At least she knew why Black’s eyes looked so familiar. It was easy now to make the connection between the two men’s grey eyes and even their black hair, though Ginny supposed Leo must have gotten his bone structure from his mother, because other than his coloring, he looked nothing like Sirius.

Comfortable - 3.7k, T

A self-indulgent, childhood friends to lovers No-Voldemort AU

Neither one of them could definitively say when their friendship had evolved into something more. One day they were tumbling down the hill at the back of The Burrow’s paddock, racing to see who could make it to the bottom first, and then seemingly, the next day they were tumbling into his bed at Potter Cottage, racing to see who could get all their clothes off first.

Ok, so maybe it wasn’t so dramatic of a transition as that. Perhaps it would be easier to define if it had been. In reality, it had been a glacially slow change, one thankfully free from embarrassment and arguing, but antagonizing all the same in that neither knew where the line was drawn. 

Cat and Mouse - 20k, M

An AU where Dumbledore doesn't die at the end of Harry's 6th year and Harry returns to Hogwarts for his 7th year, where he and Ginny get caught up in an angsty are they aren't they relationship. The first fanfic I ever shared and will always have a special place in my heart, even if the ending lost its steam.

Of course, it was hard to guard her heart when he kept pulling her into deserted classrooms and broom closets to snog her senseless. He’d wait until she was walking alone and sneak up on her with that damn cloak and yank her into a closet, where they’d spend the next hour driving each other insane. He’d hold her back after practice under the pretense of going over new chaser drills, only to pin her up against the captain’s office door and tear at her practice kit. He’d whisper sweet nothings in her ear until she was this close to giving in.

But then Ginny would remember those awful words, “I forgot,” and she’d push him away.

“Thanks for the good time, Captain,” she’d say, willing herself to not look over her shoulder as she casually walked away. The next day he would find some new girl to walk to class.

Weasley Pub Nights - 600, T

A fic that made me laugh while writing it, and makes me laugh every time I go back a re-read it.

Once a quarter all the Weasley siblings got together sans spouses and parents and got pissed off their arses. Ginny loves Weasley Pub Night, despite being the only female of the bunch. It’s the one night where her brothers forget to censor their raunchy conversations, the one night where they treat her like just another brother and not their baby sister.

But she is about to fuck it up.

Time - 4.3k, M (probably could be a T+, but I'm paranoid about ratings)

Another self-indulgent fic that I have plans to turn into a series of one-shots. Canon Compliant but Not Epilogue Complaint. An unplanned pregnancy during Ginny's 7th year leads Harry to realize he actually has a really good future to look forward to.

We have time , Harry echoed. Blimey, what a concept. The last eight years had felt like he was trapped in the bottom bowl of a giant hourglass while the sand poured in from above faster than he could keep his head above the level. Everything had rained down on him, pressing him closer and closer to that pinch point on the hourglass where the sand would run out and he would suffocate from it all.

And then he had finally defeated Voldemort and that hourglass had blown apart, scattering the sands of time across the universe and freeing him from the pressure to just survive . Now he could live.

Hm, let's see. Tagging: @corneliaavenue-ao3 and @thenicestthingiveseen and anyone who wants to be better at self-recs!!

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remus “oh i’ve heard all about you / all those things they had to say / you're a legend 'round this school / locally famous drama queen / turn my eyes, i see you stare / aross the room and right at me / now you're smiling like you've got / like you've got something on your mind” lupin

sirius “you are always on my mind / sitting here i am waiting / ones like you they make me shy / innocently intimidating / i still can't figure you out / you're the kind that drives me mad / are you here looking for love / or do you love being looked at?” black

wolf “you're so beautiful / i don't want to turn away / you've been here before / make me feel like you're a / wild animal / shaking i am your prey / i’m all you want / if i could go back in time / i’d shoot my shot / i’d risk it all / if i could go back in time / i’d shoot my shot / just so i could have a chance with you” star

[lesbianfrogandtoad]

everybody wants you (but i don’t like a gold rush)

With the release of the Marauder's third studio album, guitarist Sirius Black is suddenly thrust into the spotlight. For the first time ever, his own lyrics are included in their songs.

Remus Lupin's third period history class loves the new album, and can't help but wonder who the beautiful love songs are about. They eventually find out.

(Read on AO3 or read below the cut)

Friday

After 10 years together, Remus Lupin knew everything about Sirius Black. Sirius had always been quite reserved, so this was not a feat to be taken lightly. He was a man of many invisible wounds which he only revealed to a lucky few. Given this, it was a bit ironic that Sirius Black went into a field where everyone felt entitled to know him. 

Sirius had never planned on becoming famous. He had always loved writing music, but most of his lyrics ended up feeling way too personal to share with anyone, let alone the world. 

What had started as fucking around with Peter and James eventually became an actual band. And now, that actual band was releasing an album with songs that Sirius had written himself.

While he still wrote music that felt incredibly personal, he had learned to make the lyrics cryptic enough to prevent the public from truly knowing him. It was a Friday night, and Sirius was about to find out if this technique held up.

In just three short hours, the world would be able to listen to Sirius’ deepest thoughts. He had played the guitar on their previous two albums, but none of those albums contained lyrics by Sirius himself. Needless to say, Sirius was incredibly nervous. 

Remus was considerably less nervous. He had listened to all of Sirius’ songs, and truly thought that they were great. Unfortunately, he had never been musically inclined, and while Sirius appreciated his praise, it did nothing to stop his rising pulse. 

They were sitting on the couch in the home that they shared, surrounded by friends. To the casual observer, Sirius may have appeared relatively calm given the circumstances. He was engaged in a lively conversation with Marlene, slowly sipping on a glass of wine. Only if one were to look at his white-knuckled hand clutching Remus’ under the table would they be able to tell that he was secretly freaking out. 

…

Monday 

“Did you guys listen to the new Marauders album?”

Remus did not make a habit of listening to his student’s conversations, but sometimes he just couldn’t help it. 

“Oh my god, yes! Literally so good. I want James Potter to run me over with his car.”

“Really? Have you even seen the guitarist?”

Remus stared at his laptop, holding back a grin. He certainly had seen the guitarist. 

“Honestly I couldn’t pick a single other member of the band out of a lineup.”

“Well Sirius Black is hot. And he wrote like half of the songs on the album”

“Wait, show me a picture!”

Hoping that he wasn’t blushing, Remus stood up.

“Alright, everyone please take your seats. Show of hands, how many of you did the reading over the weekend?”

“Mr. Lupin, do you seriously expect us to read about the Great Depression when the Marauders just released an album?”

Remus smiled. 

“Yes, Aoife, I do.” 

“I’m pretty sure that’s considered cruel and unusual punishment. Which is against the law.”

“I am truly the worst. Now, who can tell me what we can get from this source?”

… 

That night, Remus lay in bed, running his hand through Sirius Black’s famous hair.

“My third period students love your music. They were talking about it before class today.”

“Really? Any particular songs?”

“Well, they weren’t really talking about the songs. More about you specifically.”

Sirius let out a surprised laugh.

“Are you saying that your students think I’m hot?”

Remus blushed.

“I won’t deny it. But they did like the album.”

“Well I’m glad to hear it. And I’m glad to hear that I’ve still got it,” Sirius said with an amused smile. 

Remus laughed, adjusting his position so that he could look his partner in the eyes. 

“Smug bastard. You know that you’re hot, you’re just trying to get me to say it.”

“You got me. Please tell me I’m pretty, Remus.”

“Sirius, you are the prettiest.”

…

Wednesday

“God, I wish someone would write a song like that about me. I would kill to be Sirius Black’s girlfriend.”

“I know, right? He’s the perfect man. She is so lucky.”

…

“My students seem to think that you wrote those songs about a woman.”

“Really? People think I’m straight?”

“Don’t worry Sirius, I know the truth.”

“That is so embarrassing, I put so much work into looking as queer as possible.”

…

Friday

As Remus walked into work, he couldn’t help feeling a little excited for his third period class. Sirius had released an interview the night before, and his students were sure to have heard about it. 

Later, as the third period bell rang, Remus’ theory was proven correct. 

“Hey Aoife, did you read the Sirius Black interview in Rolling Stone last night?”

“No, why?”

“Oh my God. You’re never gonna believe this.”

“What? What did he say?”

“You know how we were talking about how lucky whoever is dating Sirius Black is?”

“Yes?”

“Well we were wrong, it’s not a girlfriend. He used he/him pronouns!”

“So Sirius Black is gay?”

“Maybe? At least somewhat.”

“This is the best day of my life.”

Remus couldn’t help but laugh at that. “This is the best day of your life?”

“Absolutely.”

“Well it’s about to get better, because today we’re talking about the New Deal!”

“You must know that that does not make my day any better.”

“Well that’s a shame. The New Deal is incredibly fun.”

“Hey Mr. Lupin, you’re gay, right?”

Remus eyed her with suspicion. “Yes?”

“So now that Sirius Black is gay, maybe you have a chance!”

He snorted. “That’s very kind of you. Now, let’s start a list of social services created by the New Deal. Anyone have one to start with?”

…

Saturday

“I’m very proud of you, you know that?” 

“I know. I was so scared to tell everyone, but it turns out that not so many Marauders fans are homophobes.”

Remus smiled. “I don’t think James would allow it. He’s always been vocal about this kind of stuff.”

“I know. I was still scared though.”

Remus grabbed his hand across the table. They were in public, but after the interview, he knew it was only a matter of time before the press put two and two together. 

It wasn’t like they had never gone to lunch together, but Sirius hadn’t gotten this much attention from the press before. Their relationship was not a secret, but they kept it relatively private. Neither of them had ever been crazy about public displays of affection, so what media attention had been directed at Sirius tended to assume that they were just friends. 

As Remus ran his thumb over the back of Sirius’ hand, he heard a camera shutter to his right. Classes on Monday were going to be interesting.

…

Monday

“Oh my God, it’s you! You’re dating Sirius Black!”

“You got me. I am.”

At this, the entire class erupted in excited chatter. Every student seemed to have something to say about their teacher’s love life.

“Alright, Alright. Please settle down. I will let you guys ask three questions, but then we have to get back to learning history, okay? Alright, Aoife, you can go first.”

“Mr. Lupin, why didn’t you tell us!? You let us talk about him in front of you every day for the past week without saying anything!”

“Ah, well– I tend to keep my private life private. I can’t exactly be professional if I’m constantly talking about my partner. Also I thought it was funny. Next question– Dylan, what’ve you got?”

“Are all of those songs about you?”

“Well I hope so. That would be very awkward if they were not, considering we’ve been together for 10 years.”

Once again, the classroom was filled with the overlapping voices of students trying to process this newfound information.

“Okay! One more question, and then we seriously have got to move on.”

Scanning the room full of excitedly raised hands, Remus’ eyes landed on a girl sitting quietly in the second row. “Emma, how about you?”

“How did you two meet, Mr. Lupin?”

“Great question. We met when we were a little older than you folks. We went to school together.”

This seemed to satisfy the students, who were considerably calmer than they had been previously. Remus decided to take this as a win.

“Now, let’s get to learning history. I am super excited for today’s class, because we are going to take a look at works that emerged from the Federal Writers Project.”

… 

“I love my job.”

“So today was good?”

Remus nodded. “It was good. Hectic, but good. I ended up managing to squeeze some content in, despite all efforts to distract me.”

“I’m sorry that my job puts you in the spotlight so much. I know that’s not your favorite.”

“That’s okay. It’s worth it because I love you. You’re worth it.”

Sirius pressed his face into Remus’ sternum, and Remus placed a kiss on his forehead. It didn’t matter what the world knew about Sirius, because he got the real Sirius all to himself.