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#james potter one-shot
ddejavvu · 6 months
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more best friend james with no boundaries headcanons please 🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽 like sirius and remus definitely side eye the two of you but they don’t ever make it noticeable 🫢 they’re just waiting for the two of you to finally get together 😵‍💫 like james definitely rests his hands in between your thighs when he’s cold and remus is always muttering to sirius how that is definitely not best friend behaviour
Sirius and Remus stop in tandem, beat up shoes stomping to a halt in the middle of the floor. It would be comical if their gazes weren't so scrutinizing and judgmental towards you where you're curled up in James's bed.
"Are we interrupting something?" Remus raises a brow at you where you lay pressed to James's chest, his hands wrapped around your waist and tucked into the space between your thighs. He'd been griping about the chill of the air against his hands after realizing they wouldn't stay tucked into the sleeves of his sweater, so when he'd pried your thighs apart to slip his hands between them, you'd let him get his fill of your body heat.
"Jus' the most boring book I've ever read," James drawls, popping his head lazily off of the pillow to stare at his friends, "Don't even know why she reads this shit, anyways."
"I read it because I like it," You hum, used to James's disdain of your more 'boring' (read: not dangerous, reckless, or foolish) hobbies, "But I'm more curious as to why you read it over my shoulder, James, if it's so boring and awful."
"Not much choice," He reasons, but you both know he could shut his eyes if he wanted to be free from your novel, and you squeeze your thighs together in hopes of pressing his hands painfully together as a reprimand.
James makes a sort of stunted groan as his knuckles scrape painfully together, but when you release your grip, he doesn't pull away. He merely settles his head back against the pillow, eyes sneakily roving over the page you're reading.
"Remus, a word." Sirius grabs the man by his right scarred hand, tugging him towards the closet. They disappear inside together, and when the door shuts behind them, and Sirius manages to swat the sleeve of his leather jacket out of his face, he stares at Remus with wide, urgent eyes.
"Did you see that?" Sirius gawps, as if maybe Remus hadn't noticed James's hands resting inches from your core, "That is not normal friend behavior?"
"I bet two galleons they kiss within the month," Remus wagers with a smirk on his face, and the expression is contagious where it transfers to Sirius right away.
"Within the week," Sirius solidifies his stance, holding a hand out for Remus to shake, "You've got a deal, Moony."
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The moment the closet door shuts behind Remus and Sirius, you crane your neck to look backwards at James.
"They're not even trying to hide it anymore," You breathe, keeping your voice low so that the two boys can't hear you, "What do you think they're doing in there?"
"Kissing, probably," James snorts, "Pulling someone into a closet by the hand is not normal friend behavior."
"When are they just gonna give it up?" You scoff, twisting back around to resume reading, "They're so obvious."
"Dunno, love." James hums, leaning forwards to press a kiss to your shoulder where your tank top has slid off of the skin there. He readjusts his hands between your thighs, nestling them imperceptibly closer to your heated core, "Some people are just oblivious."
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junipers-archive · 11 months
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*ੈ✩‧₊˚✧ GIRLFRIEND ❥ The first time James calls you his girlfriend!! (fluff)
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Today was the day you were all able to visit hogsmeade for the first time.
Correction, it was the first time you'd be able to visit hogsmeade with permission. To be fair you'd already been countless of times, after you made friends with James, Remus, Sirius and Pete. They'd taken it upon themseleves to show you all the secret passages they'd found prior to your friendship.
Even your first date with James had been spent sneaking into the very town, holding hands through the passage way and kissing off his butter-beer made mustache.
You were currently walking down in groups, you and James were holding hands slowly watching the others as they conversed.
Sirius was, of course taking as much of the attention he could get by speaking quite loudly, "Well I think we should go to Honeydukes first, I'm all out of chocolate frogs from our last trip!"
Pete squeaked nervously beside him, "Will you keep it down! Minnie will hear you!"
"He's right pads, keep it down, also maybe we should split up? I need to make a stop at Tomes and Scrolls." It was Remus he had been leisurely strolling after Sirius' gallavanting, every so often stretching his long limbs.
Sirius, like a child was the only one who didn't quite listen to Remus when he spoke, no matter how intimaditing he could be. "Fine, but we can't split up, that's against the code moons."
Remus huffed out annoyed,
"Are you seriously bringing that up right now?" James was getting uncomfortable, like he always did when they fought, shifting the arm he had around you.
"Yes. yes I am. and if you follow the code you know, we don't split up. ever."
Even Peter was getting antsy, you'd all stopped at the ridge right before entering the town to continue the conversation . "W-well, do we have to follow the code? Jamie brought his girlfriend for godrics sake, I hardly think its necessary!"
Your heart skipped and your cheeks flushed at being called James' girlfriend, you knew it wasn't exactly the time but you hadn't yet had that talk.
James finally spoke, brought out of his daze by the mention of you, "Pete's right, I did bring my girlfriend and if you lot want to split up go ahead, I'm going with her."
He pulled you against his side tightly, leading you through his friends who were still squabbling about the 'rules'.
Walking down to the main ridge you still couldn't proccess what he said, he'd called you his girlfriend, correct? Not person-he-was-dating, not friend, not anything else, but girlfriend. right?
As you approach the three broomsticks your eyes are still blown wide, asking hestitantly, "Y-you said girlfriend?"
He grinned down at you knowingly leading you toward an empty booth, "Yes sweetheart, I did."
"S-So am I- does that mean-we're-"
He leans down to kiss your temple, silencing you as he smiles and pulls back to see your hopeful face, "Yes' believe it means we're boyfriend-girlfriend now, if that's okay with you?"
When you seat yourself your mouth is still agape answering quickly, "Yea, yea that's more okay with me Jamie!"
He tries to hide the small tint in his cheeks by looking down at the menu the waitress put down, "Good to hear, so what're you having?"
And the rest of the trip is spent perfectly, stopping by your favorite shops, almost never being out of each others reach and buying enough goodies to last you till Christmas. He even lets you drag him into a jewelery store nearby the pub.
Yet throughout it all you're still in a slightly lovesick daze, because James Potter had called you his girlfriend.
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bettymylove · 1 year
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The feeling of comfort
pairing: james potter x reader
content: fake dating trope, both are oblivious idiots, a basic cliche fic, kissing
a/n: my first fic<33 (if you want to be in my taglist comment!!)
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This day like any other day started the same not wanting to get out of bed but still doing it getting ready and heading down to the great hall with Lily.
James flirting with Lily, Sirius yelling he's done with this bullshit and Remus looking at him with an interest you could only imagine you could give to someone.
Sirius and James leaving for practice asking Lily for a goodluck kiss her refusing while rolling her eyes but a hint of blush still evident.
Y/n looking at the slytherin table to gaze at Regulus who she talked with once in a while but he never showed as much interest as her never seeing the true emotions she wanted him to see.
It was the same monotonous routine and she was sick of it she needed something new.
"Hey lily party in the common room tonight tell your friends" Remus informed Lily with so much comfort you wanted that comfort that level of friendship that trust you wanted validation.
"Okay see you tonight" Lily replied to him with a smile and the same level of understanding and informality.
A party finally something not so boring.
"Partyyy" marlene yelled hugging her slightly her of course returning the hug.
There was no reason for a party right now James had thought but who says no to some fun and besides things were getting way too serious around here.
"Chug chug chug chug!!"
Everyone was yelling around James while his head was thrown back trying to finish the contents of the bottle fast.
He did so within seconds receiving an attaboy from Sirius.
Lily and all her friends had made an appearance just minutes after all this Lily receiving a lot 'you look greats' as she normally does she was just effortlessly like that.
James noticed her and lead her towards the bar to his friends.
While y/n was sitting with her friends on the couch occasionally leaving to go get a drink that was until Dorcas decided she was bored and wanted everyone to play truth and dare.
It was all fun and game until the bottle landed on y/n with Lily on the other end and she knew what she was going to ask.
"So I'm only asking this because you didn't tell me the other day but who do you like?" there was a glint in her eyes as if she had found the perfect opportunity.
"Nope i choose dare"
"Nuh uh i already asked the question"
"Fine but if any one of you tell anyone" you pointed at everyone with a threatening look even though it was pointless this was gryffindor and one thing about gryffindors was they like to gossip.
"We won't" Sirius yelled "just tell us" you were about to say no the words practically on your tongue but that sense of wanting validation came back and anyways sharing a secret won't matter, right?
Everyone in the circle was anticipating an answer which you didn't want to give.
"Regulus" you mumbled finally after seconds of awkward silence.
"What!"
"Regulus Black" you yelled way too loud and everyone was looking at her in shock.
"My brother?" Sirius said in a way that made it seem like he was having a hard time processing this information.
"He's nice to me and actually makes the effort to know me."
"But a slytherin" peter questioned and you were filled with fury.
"Not everyone in slytherin is a bad person and just because you think so because you're too proud to be a gryffindor does not make him bad and he will never be bad to me you just have a standard for every fucking person" she was out of breath after that not quite believing she yelled at someone for something so little "I'm sorry I'm really sorry Pete I think I drank too much so I'm going to bed" she bid goodbye to her friends before heading for the stairs.
And even though Peter had mumbled 'it's okay' she didn't feel it and the only reason she reacted like that was because regulus actually talked to her just because he wanted to just because he wanted to know her and it made her feel good inside.
But anyways that wasn't an excuse and she'd find a way to apologize to Peter.
"Y/n wait" someone she didn't expect called out to her James Potter his perfect curls falling on his nothing short of an angelic face.
"James did you need something?"
"No-well I just wanted to ask you something."
She motions for him to go on.
"You know how I like Lily and you like Regulus Black."
"Yeah who doesn't now" recalling back the scene that just happened.
"Well my point is i thought if we make both of them jealous enough they'll actually want to date us you know ?"
"And how do you plan on doing that?"
"By making you my fake girlfriend" he said with such an ease like it was just a normal thing asking someone you barely know to date-to fake date you.
"This could end up really messy i mean if Lily starts dating you then she'll just see me as her boyfriend's ex and that will be a complicated relationship and-"
"I'll tell lily when we start dating" he cut her off.
"I need time to think about this I'll tell you tomorrow morning."
"That's fine."
You just nodded and went straight to bed.
The next morning you woke up a little early to pick up some flowers and your mother's special banana bread for Peter.
When you gave him both the things he was finally in the same mood he always is in.
And there he was James looking at you with an eagerness like a puppy waiting for its treat and of course your friends noticed him staring at you and not his 'lily flower'.
"Is there something going on between you and james?" lily asked with a curious tone.
"What? no of course not" you replied with your voice all high pitched.
Lily didn't completely believe you but left the topic nonetheless.
When you got up to go to your first class and started heading out the great hall James had stopped you.
"Have you thought about it?"
"Uh- yeah yeah i have."
"So ?" you could tell how patiently he was waiting for your answer.
"I'll do it" you said with an assertive tone.
Really y/n that's great he went in straight for a hug and even though you accepted it you still mentioned to him that no was there and he didn't need to that him just shrugging in response.
It had been a two weeks since then and everything was going according to plan well for James at least.
She did things James told her to do to make Lily jealous and it worked as she always found an excuse to leave,her cheeks always flushed.
It was a normal morning james coming down to sit beside y/n kissing her cheek.
"hey sweetheart"
"hii jamie did you sleep well"
"yeah dreamt of you actually" he said pulling her close.
"well i gotta leave have to talk to slughorn bout my paper see you before minnies class" James informed you as he picked up his bag.
"okay byee"
she looked at Regulus during this whole fake dating thing he had not talked to her once she was hoping it was because he was jealous.
"Wow you really are the perfect couple huh?" Dorcas asked.
"Yeah james and his sweetheart" Marlene elbowed you teasingly.
You know what there's a party friday night you should make a move on him to do the deed.
"Really don't you think it's too soon?" Lily asked.
"No it's the perfect opportunity" Mary made an effort to say something in the conversation.
"You know what?it's been almost a month now and i think we're ready" you only said this after hearing Lily's reply.
"Great I'll help you pick you out a dress"
"Yes please that sounds like fun"
You liked this liked being the centre of attention it was nice.
Just before transfiguration you met James like he said you would.
"James you're going to be so happy hearing this"
"what?"
"Okay, so you know the party on friday?" he nodded at this "Marlene suggested we should sleep together and Lily completely freaked out saying stuff like it's too early so i told them that we're ready so on friday after some time we'll just go to your dorm do whatever the hell we want and then I'll sneak back to my dorm at night so your friends won't be able to see but mine will"
"Okay, i wanna kiss your genius brain and this is a perfect plan"
"Oh i love you" he said hugging her. In moments like this was when y/n felt the best because even though she'll never admit to anyone she had started giving James the longing stares she once gave Regulus and maybe just maybe she liked James and even though they were not going to be together it was nice fake dating him.
That evening when you were back at your dorm Lily had asked you something.
I just wanted to ask "how did you and James even got together i thought you liked Regulus?"
"Oh no that Regulus thing was just a cover up i just see him as a friend I liked James but was too scared to admit that's it."
"Oh yeah that makes sense"
You let out a breath of relief thankfully you already prepared yourself for these questions before hand.
"It was friday and you were afraid you'd break your jaw from how much you were smiling you couldn't help getting to spend some alone time with James was amazing even though you had been on hogsmeade dates this was different it was his dorm.
"So y/n are you excited for tonight?" marlene asked with a slight wink.
"Oh yeah definitely" you tried to play it cool.
"You better tell us all the details"
"Marls he's right there" you said looking right at him he shot you a wink when you looked at him.
You had a free class today and were headed to the the library to get some work done when you were met with a sight you wished you wouldn't have seen.
There he was just outside the library Regulus Black snogging a girl without a care in this world and even though you didn't like him anymore it still stung for some reason.
Why were you jealous when you liked James maybe you were too attached to Regulus and it hurt you to see him with another girl.
You didn't go to the library instead headed straight for your dorm dressed down and picked out Jame's shirt that he gave to wear it and went straight to sleep.
After a while your dormmates came into the room stirring you awake "wait why are you back did I sleep that long?"
"I guess you even missed lunch so we brought you some food" Lily said with a shy smile on her face god you hated what you were doing to her.
"Thank you"
"Okay now eat up we'll all go shower and then get ready for the party" Mary was clearly the most excited for the actual party out of the lot.
"That sounds great"
You did everything Lily said and were standing in front of the mirror trying to decide what drrss to wear.
You ultimately decided on a black mini drrss with baby blue ruching at the neckline and the bottom.
Reaching the patry it was on full swing and for the first time in your entire life you felt wanted.
"Baby here" James shouted at you.
"Coming, okay how do i look"
"Perfect now go get him"
Reaching James he pulled out a seat for you and kissed your cheek in welcoming your freinds followed suit to the drinks area where everyone was hanging out.
After talking with everyone and james getting up to get you drinks a few hours had passed by you had played some games and now as you were about to go to play something else.
James pulled you back and whispered "do you wanted to go up?"
You of course had to initiate it you told your friends you would.
So when you friends were around you started to kiss his jaw and made it look like you were whispering something in his ear.
And he replied with a yeah of course baby before leading you up to his dorm.
"Gosh I'm so tired" james yelled before plopping on the bed.
"Really i thought james potter's party drive was high."
"It is just not tonight"
James was laying on his stomach trying to dig out his record when you decided it would be a great idea to tickle him.
He looked offended to say the least "did you just tickle me?" you just shruged "oh you are so in for it" he stated before you decided to run for it.
He was chasing you all over the dorm and you landed on his bed again he took this opportunity to pin both your hands above your head and tickle you.
"Stop stop jamie stop please"
"Jamie you nevercall me jamie until someone one's around"
"Don't you like it?"
"Love it actually, I love it when you call me jamie" he answered with such a nod that made it sound like he came to a very important conclusion.
If y/n was to tilt her head upwards a mere centimeter she would have been kissing james her james.
They were meant to be together and it frustrated her to every end he couldn't see that.
He tilted his head to the side his eyebrows kniting together in thought.
are you thinking of me?
She wanted to ask him but before she could he released her hands and sat up and in hopes to start up new conversation y/n thought it would be the best idea to talk about her previous crush.
"I saw Regulus kissing someone today"
"Oh no are you okay?"
"Yeah I'm fine I don't like him anymore there's someone else now." she said looking up at him wishing he would kiss her.
She thought she would be bold for once and leaned in only for James to back away.
Y/n you're not in your right mind right now.
she tried to hide her emotions she really did but it wasn't her fault her eyes started watering.
"Right of course sorry was just a crazy impulse.
James just nodded in response and that somehow made it worse.
"Oh would you look at that you said looking at the clock on his bedsude table it's late enough i should leave"
"But y/n-
And before he could continue she was out of the door.
Going back to her dorm she went in inside only to see her friends already back from the party.
"Hii y/n how did it go?"
"It was great he was great" you said with a bitter undertone which thankfully your friends didn't notice.
You went in your bed not in mood for an interrogation.
You couldn't stop it you were crying crying over a boy you never thought you'd see this day but here you were.
You hated how he made you feel.
You hated how he made you cry
But what you hated the most was that you didn't even hate him at all.
It was morning the birds were chirping the sun was shining but not for you you didn't want the morning to come beacuse that meant getting up and facing James.
But you had to get up you couldn't miss class again.
Reaching the great hall you were relieved to not see James.
Sitting next to Marlene you started loading stuff onto your plate.
"So you didn't give us any details you know."
"well there's nothing to tell i mean it was great i felt great I'm not sure he did though and now i don't know if i should ask him about it or let it be or maybe he's just hiding because he was enthusiastic i don't know I'm probably overthinking"
"Oh there's nothing to worry about I've had some guys who even though feel great just don't express it as nicely its totally normal"
"Really, thanks"
Wow y/n you just inserted your metal problems to make everyone belive he's bad at expressing things that'll make Lily jealous for sure ugh you hated yourself right now.
And just because it wasnt bad enough already James Potter had decided to show up.
"Hey baby"
"Hello" actually I'm going to go early to slughorn to see if I could find a seat after that you fled the great hall.
"But isn't her first class herbology?"
"I think so replied Lily"
You couldn't even look at him in the face let alone be in the same room what was he doing to you and why was he doing it you wish disappear into thin air right now the embarrassing moment replaying in your mind not in the right mind what does that mean.
You had decided that you don't want tofake date anymore it had been long enough already time for it to end.
Shaking you reached his dorm hesitant to knock and just before your hand was centimeters from doing so the door opened and there stood the man you longed you started doubting your decision.
But no you had to do this to make James and Lily happy.
"James I wanted to talk to you."
James asked you to come in but you refused standing in the doorway leaning on the frame you began speaking.
"I wanted to say that - I really- I think that we should end this fake dating thing. Lily is jealous enough and you should ask her.
"But what about your crush?"
"Oh it's okay i don't want to make anyone jealous"
After a few moments of silence while james looked like he was deciding something you decided to leave.
"Wait please wait."
But you resisted the cries and went on it was the nice thing to do for them.
You went to your dorm after that and collapsed on your bed that was probably the most hardest thing you have ever done and it hurt it hurt so much.
By the time you woke up to someone knocking on the door your eyes were all swollen and red and your cheeks had the tear stains still on them and everything about your face yelled you were crying though you didn't care.
But when you opened the door you wished you would had James was there and him seeing that you were crying was not the best thing.
"Y/n- he began before pausing and asking if were you crying.
"No I had something in my eye" you said frantically.
"Anyways did you want something?"
"Actually can I say something?"
"Yeah of course come inside"
"Y/n" he began once again "You said it's been way too long but i honestly feel like it's been mere seconds because every moment i spend with you i don't even realise I'm living it just because of your existence you have completely and totally mesmerised me and I yearn for you and it - it breaks my heart you cannot see that .
"What about Lily?" you whispered.
"I told her weeks ago I don't like her but still stayed with you because I like just being with you merlin I like doing nothing with you."
"I don't believe-"
He held you wrist and pulled you to look towards him holding your face in his hands.
"This feels like home you feel like home to me why don't you get that you are the sole reason why I exist and always will be and I love you y/n more than i will ever be able to say."
You started crying again pushing him lightly "you big idiot."
"So do you love me?"
You didn't answer just pulled his face towards yours smashing your lips against his him holding on to you so tight that if he lets go you will slip away.
Turns out all the books were wrong there are no fireworks in true love there's only comfort and that was exactly what you felt.
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justmyheart · 1 year
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evenings with james
"honey, i'm home!" his voice echoes through the house as he steps into the doorway, heavy boots landing on the carpet and cool air rushing into the house.
you rush to turn off the stove and brush a hand over your frizzy curls before running out to meet him. "hi jamie," you say shyly, hands linked behind your back, a brilliant smile on your face.
"angel.' his face softens at the sight of you and he steps forward to pull you into him. "missed you, today."
your face grows hot and you reach around his broad shoulders to hug him close. he smells like the train, the rain, and a mix of something uniquely james. it's your favourite scent. one that you never get tired, one that never fails to make you weak in the knees.
he buries his head into the crook of your neck, lips pressing soft pecks to the slope of your shoulder. you sigh, enjoying the feel of his strong arms cradling you as if you were precious cargo.
"i missed you more, jamie. wanted to do this all day." your voice is quiet, spoken into the smallest gap between the two of you but james hears you. he always hears you.
"thought about quitting my job today." he mutters it so quietly into your hair, you almost miss it.
"what? do you not like it? is something the matter?" your head rears back and you reach up to push the hair out of his eyes as you look up at him. his face looks tired, cheeks red with the cold but eyes bright behind his glasses.
"i hate it there," he admits. you feel your face drop in shock but stay silent, hoping he'll continue. "s'absolutely awful."
"jamie," you coo, "why didn't you say anything?" the frown on your face intensifies as he brings his forehead to rest on yours, hands clutching at your waist, scrunching up the shirt you're wearing.
"ask me why i hate it." his voice drops to a low whisper and your heart skips a beat. he doesn't sound like this often. your jamie is a happy one, someone always with a smile on his face, always looking at the best of it all. to hear him sound so unpleased, it tugs at your heart.
"why bub?" your hand moves up on its accord, cupping his cheek and stroking the soft skin there.
"y're too far." he complains. your eyebrows hitch higher on your face in confusion but you shuffle forward until your chest is flush with his.
"tell me why you hate your job, baby. how can i make it better?" your question takes on a genuine plea, the desire to bring back his smile back growing strong.
"you can't, it won't get better." his head hangs, voice sounding more defeated than ever. "i'll never figure out how to not miss you when i'm at work."
you're so focused on making it better that you don't fully process what he says at first. "james, i know it's not the most fun but - " you pause as your brain processes what you just heard. " - wait, what?"
james lets out a dramatic moan. "it won't work, baby! i miss you too much when i'm gone and i can't do it anymore." his body slumps over until his head is pressed to your chest and arms wrap low around your back.
you can't help the giggle and you clamp a hand over your mouth to muffle it.
his head shoots back up, narrowly missing the bottom of your chin. "are you- are you laughing at me?"
"no, bub, i- i would never," you manage through your fit of giggles. his eyes narrow at you and he pulls his hands back to plant them on his hips.
"you are! here i am, confessing my undying yearning for you and you're laughing at me!" he takes on an angry stance but it's hard to believe him with the corner of lips twitching and eyes bright as they take in your smile.
"no, jamie, i swear, i'm not. you're just - " a snort breaks through and you immediately redden in embarassment. james' eyebrows climb onto his forehead and his dimples make themselves known.
"you're just so cute," you finish weakly.
"cute! i'll show you cute!" he yells as he bends down and throws you over his shoulder.
"james potter!" you shriek, "put me down!" you cling to his back, feeling the way his muscles move as he rounds the couch and drops you on your back.
" i'm not cute," james says, "take it back." he's settled himself between your thighs, forearms planted on either side of your chest.
"okay, jamie, you're not cute," you concede, hands moving up to brush through the messy locks at his forehead.
"if you have to call me something, hot or sexy would be the right word for it." his smile is smug as you break into giggles that echo throughout the house.
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thesecretmansion · 1 year
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hey, hope you are doing well
could you pretty please write me some shyish james x reader where its like that scene from mean girls where reginas mom is like "do you guys need a condom???"
please dont feel pressured. Have a nice night!!!!!!!!!!!
James is too nervous to even kiss you with your mom at home.
"It's fine. She won't care", your attempts to reassure him don't to anything to calm his nerves. He really wants her to like him. You don't tell him that the moment your mom saw that he was an attractive young boy she liked him.
After much persuading, James finally leans across the bed and presses a soft kiss to your lips. You smile gently reaching to grab his neck (and maybe some curls) and hold him in place. You feel him smile into the kiss and grin. He pulls away to look at you before leaning in again.
There is a loud knock on the door and James pulls away fully looking startled. You frown as you hear your mothers voice call from outside your closed door.
"Do you guys want snacks? Or maybe a condom?"
James falls forward into your lap face flushed with embarrassment.
"No, Mom. We're fine", you say looking down at the darling boy in your arms.
"Okay. You let me know if anything changes. Be safe"
If possible James turns even redder. You laugh to yourself as you stroke his curls out of the way. So much for an egomaniac.
Hey! Thank you so much for the request. I hope this fit your standards. Also sorry he is kind of OOC in this. I hope this is at least close to what you had in mind. also mean girls is literally one of my favorite movies and i was thinking about rewatching when i got this notif! I hope you enjoyed and have an amazing lovely day.
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moonstruckme · 4 months
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James being a big bear of a boyfriend and always just like lifting u up so easily to hug and sit on his lap and even tho u hate when anyone else does it he’s so BEEFY that you’re fine with him doing it
Yessssss I'm not much of a physical touch person irl but James I would allow
poly!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 847 words
Sirius is trying to follow Remus’ example and focus on the puzzle, but his eyes keep flitting up to you worriedly. You’ve monopolized the couch, laying flat with a hand cast over your eyes and your mouth pinched in obvious discomfort. He’d tried rubbing your calf and Remus had offered you tea, but they’d both given up when the attention only seemed to worsen your mood. Remus suggested they work on the puzzle while you rest (not Sirius’ favorite activity, but forced upon him because it keeps him quiet) and now they’re both simply trying not incur your wrath. 
“Quit looking at me,” you growl without opening your eyes. 
In Sirius’ case, not doing a very good job. 
“Fine, sheesh,” he says, and you press your lips together like you’re restraining yourself from snapping at him. 
You cringe when the door opens, every line of you pulling taut. James is all smiles as he tosses his gym bag to the floor with a heavy thump. “Hello, my loves!” His voice is a decibel short of booming, but it softens when he sees you on the couch. “Oh, sorry, is she napping?” 
Remus shakes his head, lips pursed as he watches your hand tighten over your eyes. “Headache,” he explains quietly. 
“Oh, I’m sorry lovie.” James reroutes from the kitchen, heading for you. Sirius tenses. “How bad is it?” 
“Prongs,” Sirius whispers urgently, “don’t—”
But James has already lifted you, one hand under your knees and another supporting your back as he moves you smoothly from your chosen position of rest and into his lap. He makes it look like nothing, which is the first offense (Sirius isn’t sure which of you he’s more jealous of), but the second is that you let him. Sirius and Remus have both looked up in alarm, waiting for a biting protest that doesn’t come. Instead, you remove your hand from your face, burying in it James’ brawny shoulder instead. 
“Bad,” you grumble, but your tone lacks the venom you’d spat at Sirius a moment before. 
James coos like he’s got a kitten in his lap instead of a viper, bringing his considerable arms around you. His palm cups the back of your neck, kneading gently at the tensed muscles there. “Where does it hurt, darling?” 
“Everywhere.” 
“By your eyes?” 
“No.” 
He hums, brows furrowing as he works steadily at your neck. You’ve gone nearly lax in his arms, trusting him to hold you up as you slump against his front. “Have you been drinking water?” 
“It’s not that.” Some of the irritation is back in your tone, Sirius notices, but it’s been markedly softened for James. “I had tons of water this morning.” 
“Probably a tension headache then, yeah?” He looks to Remus, who nods. The quiet boy looks as dumbstruck as Sirius feels. 
James moves his grip to your sides and lifts you again, rearranging his legs to get more comfortable before placing you back in his lap. He places a hand on each side of your head, thumbs pushing into your temples and rubbing in slow, soothing circles. You begin to look like you might fall asleep.
“This is so unfair,” Sirius hisses to Remus. 
“He has a power,” Remus admits weakly, “which transcends understanding.” 
“Do you want some tea?” James murmurs to you after a while. Sirius’ eyes have gotten stuck watching the movement of his forearms, and he snaps them reluctantly back up. 
You hum, uncertain but definitely considering it. Behind you, Remus throws up his hands. James sees him and smiles, shoulders shaking with quiet laughter. 
“I’m getting the sense this isn’t the first cup you’ve been offered,” he says, looking immensely entertained. 
You sigh, but even that sounds pleasurable as his big thumbs drill diligently into your temples. “Yeah, but I just wanted to be left alone.” 
Remus and Sirius exchange a look. You seem perfectly fine with company now. 
“Don’t be silly,” James chides lightly, “a warm drink will make you feel better. Remus, love, would you be so kind as to make her a cup?” 
“Sure.” His voice is gruff, but then you murmur a quiet thanks, Rem and Sirius actually sees the moment his heart turns to mush. “No problem,” he says, softer now. 
“Attagirl.” James’ hand drops to give your shoulder a squeeze, his bicep flexing slightly with the movement. Christ, Sirius might have to fake a headache later, if this is the sort of treatment those receive. “Drink your tea and then we’ll get you to bed, yeah? You can sleep the rest of this off.” 
“You know, I offered to carry her to bed earlier,” Sirius says, still slightly bitter, “and she told me very clearly to fuck off.” 
You don’t sound so much exasperated now as exhausted. “Siri, when you carrying me doesn’t involve setting me down every five steps for a break, then we’ll talk.” 
James’ laugh surprises both of you, and he apologizes hastily for jostling you, pressing a quick kiss to your forehead before resuming his ministrations. You don’t seem all that upset about it.
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myfictionaldreams · 6 months
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Day 6: Dry Hump- James Potter
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Summary: James Potter was your best friend, and he was unequivocally in love with Lily Evans. However, he has one secret he trusts only with you: he’s never kissed anyone.
Tags: 18+ readers only, smut, inexperienced James & experienced Reader, friends with benefits vibes, kissing/making out, dry humping, cumming in pants, teasing, nearly caught
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James Potter was your best friend. He had many best friends, including the other Marauders and fellow Gryffindors, but he was YOUR best friend and had been since the first year at Hogwarts. James was the one person you always ran to and shared all happy memories with; if you needed cheering up, he’d be the only one who could pull a smile to your lips. It had always been just the two of you until he became infatuated with Lily Evans.
It had been years of hearing about how wonderful Lily was, which you knew anyway as she was your friend. Finally, you convinced her to say yes to one date with James, even though she did wait until everyone was finishing their time at Hogwarts and about to graduate. He’d waited long enough, and you were thrilled to see him getting his dream date.
This was until he casually announced one day, “I’ve never kissed anyone”.
He’d mumbled it to himself under his breath. James had gone from pure exhilarated joy to fear and doubt at the weight he’d put on his shoulders for having to be the perfect date for Lily. You’d taken him to the Shrieking Shack to try and get away from everyone else so that James could blow off some steam, but all he’d done so far was sulk in his armchair and stare into the fire whilst waiting for Sirius and Remus to join after their lesson.
Then, out of the blue, he admitted his secret that he had yet to kiss anyone. A frown dawns on you as you turn away from the book in your hand to inspect the messy-haired Marauder next to you visually. “What?” you asked with a hint of uncertainty as if he was telling the truth, “How have you never kissed anyone before?” Your mind raced to all of the parties in the Gryffindor tower where most people, including yourself, had made out with others, but now that you thought about it, you’d never seen James lip-locked with anyone else.
It was James’ turn to frown as he looked at you blankly, “When would I have had time? I’ve just wanted to be with Lily, and she’s always said no when I’ve asked before. Anyway, I don’t see why you’re saying it in that tone; it’s not like you’ve been kissing loads of people”. You give James a tight-lipped smile to show that he was, in fact, very wrong with that statement. His eyes widen as he realises the truth, “Wait, you have? Since when?”
“James, how can you be shocked? I’ve kissed plenty of people before, especially during those parties with the fire whiskey that Sirius always steals for us. You wander off with the Marauders or fawn over Lily, and what am I supposed to do? Stand on my own? Absolutely not, I go and find some fun”.
Your best friend’s mouth drops open in shock. Still, he quickly covers it up by looking away grumpily, “Great, so I’m the only person in our year who hasn’t kissed anyone, and now, I’m going to take Lily out, and she’s going to refuse to see me again because I don’t know what I’m doing, we’re going to finish school, and I’ll never see her again, and I’ll die alone!”.
You couldn’t help but laugh at his over-the-top rant, shutting the book with a loud snap and facing him completely whilst still in your chair. “James, you need to chill out a bit; I’m sure it’ll be fine. Do you really think Lily’s been going around snogging loads of boys? I’m sure she’s just as inexperienced as you”.
James’ shoulders dropped in relief as he turned back towards you with hope in his hazel eyes, “Do you think so?”
Your face immediately gave it away that you’d been lying as you sighed, “Ok, I might have seen her making out with a Ravenclaw a year ago, but still, I wouldn’t worry about it! You’ll be excellent! You’re James Potter, the Gryffindor King, a founding Marauder and Gryffindor Seeker. You can sure as hell make out with Lily Evans correctly”.
The pretty Marauder smiled thankfully at your dramatic declaration, “That’s true, thanks, Sweetheart”. Relaxing back into your seat, the book returned to your hand, assuming the conversation was officially over. However, only a moment later, James is whining pathetically, “But what if I’m not good? What if I hurt her or lick her wrong or-”.
“Lick? Why are you licking her, James? I thought we were on about kissing?”
“We are! But you know, people use tongues and-”
“James, I don’t know what you want me to say; if you’re that petrified with kissing, why don’t we practice a little so you can stop freaking out”. It took you a couple of long seconds before the offer you’d just given him genuinely dawned on you. You weren’t sure why you had said it, expecting him to say no but wishing for him to calm down and thinking this was the only option.
James’ head snapped towards you, giving his full attention as he asked, “Wait, you’d do that?” He pushed himself up off the chair's arms, and his eyes were wide and hopeful again.
Lowering the book, you spoke slowly, “Yeah, sure. I mean, it’s just a kiss, and at least we’re friends, so no feelings have to be involved”.
“Yeah, that's a good point! Okay, right, so, um, how do we do this? Do I come over to you, or do we stand?”
Sighing at James, you stood abruptly, dropping the book and strutting to him with arms swinging. The marauder sits up suddenly, taking his feet off the stool he had been resting on as he stares up at you with wide eyes that you can see the whites of his eyes beneath his glasses. “What are you doing?” He questions uncertainly as you straddle his lap without a word, your knees resting on either side of his toned thighs, your fingers slipping around his neck and interlocking at the base of his skull.
“I’m going to kiss you, James. Is that alright with you?” You didn’t mean to sound sassy as you asked with a single raised questioning eyebrow, but you also needed to make sure that he was happy for this to continue.
Those two wide hazel eyes stared at your lips, licking his own to moisten as he slowly nodded, “Uh yeah, just tell me what to do.” A pang of sympathy rushed through your chest at seeing James becoming nervous, which was not usually a sight that you had to see as he was usually such a confident, happy person. You would have spent some time to explain that it was normal to be nervous during your first kiss, but you didn’t want to allow any more time for him to freak out, so loosening your intern locked fingers, you moved them to cup each of her freshly shaved cheeks and pressed your lips delicately against his. You wanted it to be quick enough that he didn’t even have time to tense, even though he did proceed to lock up as you moved back to assess his reaction.
“See, it’s not so scary. You’re supposed to enjoy this, James”. Thankfully, as your face lowered once more, he forced himself to take a steadying breath and relax the tension in his muscles as your lips caressed his.
They were softer than you’d anticipated, plump and smooth like a pillow and instantly, your eyes and his close. However, James surprised you by moving his first. His hand lifted and rested on your hip so gently that you hardly felt it until he gave your body a little squeeze to test the waters of how much he could get into the moment. So you rewarded him by pressing your face harder against his, lips beginning to move and rubbing against each other on instinct.
James even amazed himself with how naturally and quickly he could make out with you. Tilting your head, you deepened the kiss, nose pressing into his cheek so that you could smell his skin that had remnants of his aftershave, which was always spicy and woodsy. As the air became necessary, you pulled back enough to take deep, greedy breaths, now noticing he was doing the same thing but looking up at you with half-lidded eyes.
“So what did you think-”
James didn’t allow your sentence to finish as his other hand cupped along your jaw, pulling your face closer again until the two of you kissed with much more heat with the movements. His mouth opened wider to match how yours was moving against his; your heartbeat quickened as you leaned further into his tall, warm body, melting into his touch and kiss.
Then you wanted to take a risk and licked his bottom lip, which you were ultimately greeted with a praising deep groan of satisfaction that vibrated James’ entire chest and sent tingles straight to your core.
Ok, wow, you thought as James attempted and succeeded with his own lick back against your tongue; you were definitely getting turned on by this. As if he was reading your mind, James pressed harder on your hips, willing you to move down, which you did, your skirt pushing up on your thighs so that when you sat on his crotch, your panty-covered pussy was flush against the material of his trousers.
As one, the two of you pulled away from each other. Mainly because you were now sitting on his very hard erection and also because he knew you could feel his evidence of being aroused. You both stare at each other with wide, unblinking eyes, lips slightly swollen and the taste of his spit still on your tongue.
However, you didn’t want to stop and awkwardly sit back in your seat, and he wasn’t rushing to push you off, either. You were horny, and so was he. Yes, James Potter was your best friend, but that didn’t have to matter; you just wanted him to enjoy the moment and show that it wasn’t as scary as he thought.
Enough time passed, and if he didn’t want to continue, he would have said something by now, so you took the opportunity to lean back in, your thumb attempting to soothe him, stroking across his cheek in timid circles. As your mouths reconnected, your hips ground down on his crotch. You were hoping that he knew enough about anatomy to tell that the warmth from your pussy was a sign of arousal, wanting him to know you were just as turned on as he was.
You do it a few more times, rubbing back and forth with increasing pressure until James makes a pained noise that has you stopping altogether and checking in on him.
He’s looking everywhere but at you, as he apologises, “Sorry, it’s just these trousers are tight and rubbing me painfully”.
“You could just take them off”, you say once again, not thinking before you speak. James looks at you with dramatically wide eyes as he, too, realised what you’d just said. Quickly, you clarified, “I’m not saying that to have sex or anything; I just mean, we could kinda carry on doing what we are doing, but if your trousers are hurting, then just in your boxers”.
You’re surprised by his automatic response of a nod, yes, his arousal blocking all thoughts of Lily as he begins to undo his belt easily. Rising onto your knees to give him room, he pushed the offending material until his thighs were bare and his plaid boxers were on display, barely containing his length. Not wanting him to feel exposed, you lowered yourself once more, and both groaned at the contact, yours at a higher pitch as you could feel the entire outline of his cock against your cunt.
James was bigger than you’d thought and was currently pointing down his left thigh, so you angled your hips in this direction. Tilting your hips forward slightly, your clit grazed along his shaft, causing a hitch in your breath as it caused pleasure to pool in your abdomen, moisture slickening your hole with each movement.
You’re breathing just as heavily as he is, lips still moving against each other, exploring, tasting, needing more. You were kind of proud of him when he moved his face down your jaw, leaving open-mouthed kisses and causing more pleasure to pulse through you. You were half tempted to rise onto your knees again to show him the evidence of your arousal that had soaked through your panties and onto his boxers, but you didn’t want it to stop.
As your fingers delved into his messy black hair to hold his face closer, he thrust his hips up against yours to add to his stimulation. He was still apprehensive, so he didn’t push too hard, but he rocked back and forth until his tip was pressed against your clothed folds. The muscular thighs beneath yours tensed with each thrust, the muscles defined from all his years of playing quidditch.
His hands remained in place, one on the opposite side of your jaw to where his mouth still kissed, and the other hand helped to move your hips back and forth in time with his own ruts. You’d never actually gotten off like this with anyone before. Usually, underwear would be removed at this point, and more direct contact could occur, but it was still exciting to have some barriers between you. The lace of your underwear was quite rough against your most sensitive area, especially your engorged throbbing clit. You were sure to be sore afterwards, especially with the amount of pressure you were rubbing against each other; with each passing second, the need to find completion made you both desperate.
As his lips found yours again, his tongue began to delve and explore the hollow of your mouth, along your palate and even over your teeth; your pussy began to clench, fire blooming in your core with the impending release.
Pulling back, your fingers moved to rest on his shoulders to hold on tighter as you quickly moaned, “Please don’t stop; I’m going to cum”.
James moaned huskily, out of breath, but both of his hands were now on your hips, moving both his hips and yours faster to find his orgasm. Resting your forehead on his, you both shared the same area, still tasting the other in your mouths, sweat beginning to coat your faces. You were sure you could feel his own wet patch against your arse cheek from where precum was dribbling from his tip and staining his underwear. 
“Ah, fuck- James!” your head tilts back as you finally orgasm, thighs shaking and pussy fluttering around nothing. However, just as you were beginning to come down from your pleasurable high, James suddenly grabbed you painfully, both arms wrapping around your waist as he sat up further on the chair, nearly knocking you off of him if it wasn't for his grip around your midsection. Reassuringly your arms wrapped around his shoulders as his face nuzzled into your chest, his body shivering as thick spurts of cum soaked his boxers.
His moans were like music to your ears and sounded slightly pathetic, making you cling to him more, attempting to run your fingers through his hair to calm the crazy style, but to no avail. Your pussy felt like it was on fire due to the rough stimulation and the untouched orgasm, but it felt so good you savoured the sensation for a few minutes whilst trying to catch your breath.
“There you go, Potter. Not only have you kissed a girl for the first time, but you’ve also made her cum”.
James laughs, loosening his grip slightly to look up at you, but then you both hear the worst noise imaginable: voices from a few floors below, especially those of Sirius and Remus. You scrambled to your feet, straightening your clothes and sitting back in your chair, picking up the book and opening it to a random page as James pulled up his trousers, both of you ignoring the bodily juices completely.
James just about had his feet back on the footstool before Sirius and Remus walked in, but both immediately halted and looked between you and James. It was Sirius who spoke first, eyes squinting in accusation, “Why do you both look so guilty right now? What did you do?”
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theemporium · 7 months
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james eating you out under your hogwarts skirt in the corner of a corridor 🤭
this could literally have been a whole fic tbh bedjwwbkbf anyways thank you for requesting!🫶🏽
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This wasn’t the first time one of the marauders’ shenanigans had gone wrong, and you doubted it would be the last. 
But it was very, very different to their usual fuck ups. 
A lot of the time when something went wrong, it was for one of two reasons: either they got caught long before they could even hatch a plan, or something didn’t work out in their favour. You had seen it time and time again in the years you had been friends with the boys, and it never failed to amuse you.
This had been no different. One of them had a stupid idea, the rest of them encouraged it and the planning began. Despite the close friendship you shared with the boys, they never disclosed any details with you, so you were left sitting with the others as they huddled in the corner of the common room discussing their next prank. And ten minutes later, they were out the door to play out the prank, or so you assumed.
Instead, the boys had returned with sheepish looks on their face and a very fidgety James standing behind them, and it was all because the boys had tried to fuck with amortentia.
They fucked up the ingredients or the process—you still weren’t sure of the details—and it seemed James had taken the brunt of it all when he pushed the others away from the bubbling cauldron. 
However, none of you would realise just what side effects the dodgy potion would have on your boyfriend.
“Oh fuck,” your head hit the wall with a thump as you fought to keep your eyes open. “James, baby, please—”
“My pretty girl,” he groaned as his palms massaged the fat of your thighs, squeezing and pulling as he tugged one of your legs over his shoulder. “Taste so fucking good.”
“James,” you breathed out, your gaze shifting down but your skirt intruded the sight of your boyfriend lapping shamelessly at your cunt. “Someone can see us—”
“Don’t care,” he grumbled, his nose nudging against your sensitive clit until you were almost keeling over him. “Wanna taste my girl, princess. Can’t keep me away from her.”
Your heart was pounding in your chest, your body was humming with white, hot pleasure and the mere fact that anybody—whether it be a student or a professor or even a fucking ghost—could turn the corner as see your boyfriend pressing you against the wall, kneeling between your legs as he ducked under your skirt to eat you out. 
As it would turn out, the side effect of the dodgy potion made your boyfriend fucking insatiable. You had come more times in the last twenty-four hours than you probably had in the last few weeks, and it was all to do with the fact that James couldn’t get enough of you. 
He had you sprawled across the bed until you whined about other people hearing during the night. He had you bent over the common room couch when the rest of the castle was asleep. He had you pressed against the edge of the tub in the prefect bathrooms in the morning. He had his cock down your throat in the quidditch broom closet. He had you up against one of the windows on the staircase up to the divination tower between classes.
James Potter hadn’t let you have a single break to catch your breath since he was hit with the potion, and it was honestly a shock you were still standing at this point. 
“James, baby, please,” you whined, the noise was pathetic and needy, and something about the fact you could hear him slurping against your wet pussy between your pleas just made the coil in your stomach tighten. “We can’t—”
“Shhh, you can take it,” he murmured as his hands tightened around your thighs, pulling you closer to him until you were slumped against the wall with his face pressed against your cunt. “You’re still dripping, princess, can taste myself inside you.”
“Shit,” you hissed, your eyes clenching shut as your thighs squeezed around his head. “James—”
“Fuck, honey, need to fill you up again,” his voice was needy and whiny as he pulled his head out from under your skirt, his nose and chin and lips glistening with your arousal. Your eyes shifted down to see the way his cock strained in his trousers, how hard he was from simply making you come twice on his tongue. “You gonna help me out, princess? Gonna take my cock again?”
You were exhausted and you didn’t even know if you could stand up any longer, but the sight of your boyfriend pleading on his knees as he palmed his cock had your resolve shattering in seconds. 
“Please, Jamie, fill me up again.”
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daenysx · 2 months
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Hii can you write where james and reader are both the only virgins in the group so decided to do it together to get it over with but then they started to do it more often bcs james is absolutely obsessed with her.
thank you for requesting, i hope you like this! requests are open!!
james potter x fem!reader, nsfw
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james thinks maybe he should be embarrassed.
here he is, knocking on your door, standing at your doorstep with your favorite dessert in his hand. this is the third time in this week, and it won't be the last. he fixes his posture, puts a little smile on his face, and knocks on your door again. he is fine.
you open the door, wearing only your sleep shorts and a little tank top, which is both a blessing and a curse for james's poor heart. your hair seems a little messy, your face without any make up, and you look beautiful. your lips curve upwards when you see james at your doorstep, you are quick to pull him inside.
"hi, sweetheart." james says as he steps inside. "i hope this is not a bad time."
you look at him like he's said the silliest thing in the world. "come on, jamie, you know there's no such a thing as bad time for you."
"yeah, yeah, i'm glad." why is he acting so out of character? suddenly he's shy, blushing when you point at his hand.
"is that for me?" you ask, kind of shy but more comfortable than him.
he nods. "of course, there you go."
he gives you the box and you take it with a huge smile on your face. "thank you!"
james's heart takes a leap.
you lead him inside, your little living room looks cozy with all those blankets spread on your couch and the warm air covering the room. you take the dessert with two spoons, sitting on the couch and inviting james next to you. he takes off his jacket and kicks his shoes, sits next to you, hoping to be less awkward in the next moments of this act.
"would you like something to drink?" you ask.
james shakes his head. "no, maybe later."
you nod, taking a spoonful of your dessert. "this is perfect. literally the best thing in the world, thank you so much."
james laughs. "you're welcome, angel."
you look at his unused spoon. "why don't you eat?"
he doesn't know. his mouth is dry, he should get a grip on himself. "i'm-"
your lips look perfect around that spoon.
"you've got chocolate- here." he leans into your space slowly.
you smile, his fingers cup your cheek. "this is so cliche."
"you think so?" he whispers.
"you know," you begin. "if you want to kiss me, all you have to do is ask."
james leans back on the couch, suddenly free of shyness to jump on the opportunity. "what if i want more than just a kiss?"
"i'm sure we can do something about that." you take another spoon of chocolate sauce.
"oh, baby." james says, pulling you to his lap. "come here."
your hands are empty, you move quickly to him. your legs are on each side of his thighs and you sit gently. "how do you feel?" he asks, holding your hands.
"i'm fine. really, really good."
"you sound unnaturaly teasing. i thought that was supposed to be me."
you shrug. "i don't know, you act weird today. it's not like this is the first time we're being this close."
the best night of james's life was probably the night he'd spend at your apartment, in your bed. you were naked, so was he, the wine was kicking like a liquid courage as you had sex for the first time. you could expect weirdness between you two, you were both each other's first time and you had been friends for years, but it never happened. it felt so good and so right, james lost himself between your legs and you made sounds that you've never made before.
you were both inexperienced, subject of sirius's little teasings and remus's sympathetic looks when it comes to stuff about sex. you don't know how did things happened as they have that night, but suddenly you were kissing james. you could be afraid if this would ruin your friendship but at that moment everything was so good, you could never imagine the act could ever feel like this.
since that night, james had been to your apartment once more. he was just trying to make sure everything's okay between you and your friendship still stands. then, he was taking off his clothes and you were leaning towards him. you took his cock in your mouth for the first time and james forgot everything except your name.
now, here you are, trying to balance yourself on james's lap, keeping yourself still to not press against him. "james," you say. "it's okay. i- i want you too."
james throws his head back, his hands still holding yours. he looks at you through his glasses and smiles. "i just want you to feel good."
"i'm always feeling good when i'm with you." you say, honestly. "i think we fit each other really well and i- i want it, with you."
"yeah?" james pulls you closer. "you want it, pretty girl?"
you nod. james continues. "i guess we've got addicted." he says like it's a secret. "but that's okay. we can keep going as long as you're good with it."
you start the kiss and james exhales, finally. he cups your cheeks, angles your neck to deepen the kiss. you taste sweet, he licks the chocolate left on your lips. you whimper quietly, feeling him harden under you. this is good, you think. this is so perfect, it doesn't feel any wrong.
james's hands go to your back and he rubs your skin affectionally. he breaks the kiss to brush his lips on your pulse point. you take a breath, holding onto his shoulders. "james." you say. "i wanna go to bed."
he obliges, lifts you easily, and carries you to your bedroom. he is gentle when he puts you on bed, you are quick to take off your clothes. you are not shy to be naked around him, he makes you feel safe. you throw your clothes somewhere on the floor and settle down on bed, watching james.
he looks at you, eyes focused, and mouth slightly open. is he dreaming? this surely is better than any dream, you are lovely as you lay there and wait for him.
he doesn't intend to tease you or make you wait. you've been so honest and sweet with him, you deserve to get what you want. james makes a quick work of his clothes, leaving everything on the floor until he is bare in front of you. he gets on his knees on bed and reaches you. you part your legs obediently, without expecting a word from him.
"you're so pretty, sweetheart." james says, fondly. "you know that, right?"
you squirm under his hands. "jamie, please."
"you should know that." he says, kisses your chest. "you should be aware of the power you have on me."
you shake your head. "it's mutual, and you're being silly."
"let me be romantic for a second, yeah?" he kisses your perked nipple. "fuck, gonna give you everything you want."
"please." you say, losing your breath when he sucks your nipple. he likes using his mouth on you, you realize. he slowly goes down on your body and you laugh when he kisses below your belly button.
"tickles?" he asks, ever so playful.
you nod. "will you do it again?"
he answers by kissing the same spot over and over, turns you into a mess under his mouth. his fingers are quick to touch your cunt, he collects the wetness that starts pooling and rubs it all over. "will you let me taste you?" he asks, begging for a yes. "i wonder if you taste so sweet everywhere."
"you- i guess you can, if you want." you arch your back, subtly press your cunt against his mouth.
"if i want? i'm dying for it."
he buries his face between your legs, tries to get directing noises out of you. he's not experienced but he finds himself to be a quick learner when it comes to you. he licks the wetness out of you and pushes his tongue inside. you wrap your legs around his neck, the sensation is so strange but suddenly it starts feeling good. you remember the second time you had sex and how you felt insatiable to take his cock in your mouth. he must feel that way right now, you think, because he never stops making those wild noises as he uses his mouth.
james sucks your clit relentlessly. you whimper, his name becomes a song. he grips your thighs and holds you in your place. "james- so close- so clo- hmm-"
he lifts his head just for a second. "come for me, lovely girl. let go for me, this is perfect."
you obey, arch your back as he sucks again, and you're dripping in his mouth. james keeps licking, helps you through your peak. you feel so tired, so exhausted, so naked, and it's good. james keeps you steady, his cock twitches at the sight of your cunt, all swollen and licked.
"are you okay, baby?" he coos. "we can stop."
you shake your head. you can't stop because he's addictive. "i want you inside." there's no crumb of shyness left. "please, i want it."
james angles you to be more comfortable, he rubs the skin of your thigh. "gotta be slow, okay?" he says.
you nod, messy and desperate. "however you want."
he positions his cock in just the right way. he is being slow and quiet as he keeps pushing, he knows it's a tight fit. when you clench around him he can't help himself, he goes a little fast. "oh, angel." he whispers, mouth closed on your neck. he pushes himself again. "so tight, just like the first time i got you like this. you're gonna make me come soon if you squeeze around me like that."
you part your legs a little more, holding onto his broad shoulders. "i like this so much. so full, jamie."
james starts moving inside you, still careful but easier. you try to move your hips accordingly, it's like a new dance both of you are trying to learn better. he is worried he'll come too soon, because you're being irresistable.
"can you touch me- right, right there?" you ask, position his fingers on your clit.
"yeah, yeah, of course."
his fingers play with you until you start begging for him to come. he keeps pushing himself until he can't see straight anymore. "can i come? james, can i come again?" you melt, so close and so wet, you can hear the wetness pooling on bed.
"yes, come on, sweet thing." he pushes the deepest he's ever been, you clench so hard, he starts coming. "come with me."
you are sure you lose your sight for a second. james explodes on your belly, his strength helps him pull himself back before coming inside you but he keeps playing with your clit so you clench around him and nothing as you come. you see him, you see stars, you feel so sensitive. james groans as he holds his cock to let out every drop of his cum. he exhales your name, desperate to lay down with you on the bed. you are quick to pull him on your chest, he puts his head on your body, and listens your heartbeat.
minutes pass in silence as you both catch your breaths. james rubs your skin with gentle fingers. you stroke his curls, and press a kiss on his forehead.
"i think we're getting pretty good at this." you say, smiling.
"yeah, i guess we are quite the experts of sex now." he says. "can you imagine sirius's reaction?"
"oh, he'd probably never believe it." you say. "but that's fine."
james sits on bed. "would you like to have shower? we've made quite the mess of each other."
you nod, reach for his hand as you sit next to him. "jamie," you begin, "there's no one else that i'd rather do this with. you're- you're the only one for me."
james smiles, kisses your forehead lovingly. "i'd hope so, sweetness." he gives your hand a squeeze. "you're the only one for me, as well."
(you can check here to find out about sirius and remus's reactions lovelies.)
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kquil · 2 months
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JAMES POTTER | LIKE LOVERS DO
REQUEST :  hiiiii :) if/when u can, smith like this with james or remus lupin? @bobs-fav-cat
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(art is by gyung_studio on instagram)
SUM : you and James Potter are just friends —friends that act like they’re in a loving relationship.  
TAGS. : modern au ; muggle au ; idiots in love ; james loves giving you princess treatment ; and you love returning his affections ; just friends being friends ; hehehe~ ; they’re in denial ; domestic fluff ; selfcare session ; biker james? ; james being a sweetheart ; reader being absolute wifey material! ; james and reader being so in love it’s sickening ; the type of sickening that makes you puke rainbows, glitter and love hearts ; mutual pinning! ; slightly based off a tiktok i saw once ; happy ending where they get together ; so much fluff ; scheming gremlin friends ; lily, dorcas and marlene as cupids for reader ; remus, sirius and peter as cupids for james ; idiots in love
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“They should wear a sign,” Peter laughs as he and his close friends eye the pair of oblivious idiots across the room, “one that says ‘we’re actually together no matter how much we deny it’,” 
“You said it,” Sirius raises a hand and the two high-five each other before sniggering between themselves.
Across the hall stood you and James. It was a networking event disguised as a formal company party. And even though you and James weren’t each other’s dates to the event, James wore a matching tie to your chosen dress. The two of you unanimously decided to go with the excuse that you had both gone shopping for an outfit together and unconsciously bought matching things. It was only natural because you two were such good, close friends. 
From a distance, the three watch as you lift your left foot up through the high side-slit of your dress and draw attention to your unbuckled heel with a frown. James’ hazel eyes focuses onto your heel as well and immediately places his flute of champagne on a nearby table to help you, as if it was second nature to him; it is second nature to him— taking care of you. He’s kneeling down and re-buckling your heel for you as your hand tentatively places itself on his broad shoulder for balance. 
Once James is finished, he stands back up with a grin, takes up his flute with one hand and wraps his other around your waist to pull you into his side with a smile. Neither of you flinch at the closeness, in fact, you snuggle further into your best friend’s side and tuck your head under his chin so he can place a kiss onto the crown of your head. 
“Wanna bet on who folds first?” Remus speaks up with a devious smirk, Sirius and Peter eagerly voicing their predictions and placing their bets. 
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“Oh Jamie!” you gasp and smile widely as your best friend presents you with a beautiful bouquet of flowers, “They’re beautiful,” he helps the floral arrangement into your arms with a satisfied grin, a fondness in his eyes as he watches you savour the scent of the pretty blossoms.
“My pleasure, my dear,” he regales dramatically as you giggle, “I passed by the florist on my way back from lunch at the pub with the boys and thought you’d like them,”
“I do like them,” you lean forward and kiss him on the cheek, “you’re so thoughtful, thank you for thinking of me, James,”
His warm smile softens further and he kisses your temple lovingly, “of course,” aside from the lingering scent of your shampoo and conditioner, James picks up on something more appetising, “what’s that delicious smell, angel?”
“Oh!” reminded of your earlier activities, you lead him into your kitchen where you proceed to find a vase for the arrangement in your arms, “I was baking—”
“Treacle tart!” James cheers and does a goofy little dance in the middle of your kitchen, his excitement obvious. 
“It’s almost done so you popped in at just the right time,” you giggle softly whilst transferring the arrangement into your chosen vase. With a pleased hum, James presses up behind you and places his large hands on the curve of your hips, his thumbs tenderly stroking up and down until he eventually pushes the hem of your shirt up, caressing your soft skin beneath. 
“Mmmmm… lucky me,” he whispers happily into your shoulder, where he begins trailing kisses up your neck. His words send a shiver up your spine and you resist the escalating urge to turn in his arms and lead his lips to cover and press against your own. 
You’re just friends. Nothing more, nothing less. 
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James can’t get over how cute you are. 
Even when you’re doing the most mundane things, he can’t help but find you adorable. Like right now. Even with a bright green clay mask on your face, you are adorable, perched on his lap with your knees on either side of his thighs as you spread the same treen mask over his skin. 
“Stop moving, Jamie!” you chastise gently whilst stifling a giggle. 
“You stop moving,” he counters playfully and emphasises his words by placing his big hands on your hips and squeezing your curves briefly. Your only response is to laugh and do your best to continue applying an even coat onto his face. 
“….there!” you huff and set aside your tool to close the clay mask tub, “all done, no thanks to you!” He tickles your sides in retaliation as you climb off his lap and reach for your phone in order to set a timer. His antics were a brief distraction as you bless him with your tinkling giggles. 
“For how long do we keep this on?” 
“15 minutes,” 
He pulls a face, one that makes him look like a duck as he ponders over his thoughts. He looks so ridiculous, especially with the green mask on his face — it was only naturally for you to burst out laughing, “what should we do until then?”
“Stop talking,”
“Wha—?!”
“Not like that, Jamie,” you coo as he pouts dramatically, “we have to stop talking soon or else the mask will crack too much as it dries,” he makes a long noise of realisation at your words and nods obediently, zipping his lips before throwing away the imaginary key. 
No matter what he does, he’s always making you laugh. You’re sure that, even if you’re temporarily banning him from speaking, he would still be able to make you laugh and your clay mask will end up looking like a dried up riverbed. 
You have no complaints, though. 
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You weren’t expecting it but you still weren’t too surprised when you see James waiting for you outside — just in time to pick you up after a night out with your close girl friends. He was wearing one of your favourite sweaters of all time, it was soft and big (big enough to make him appear deceivingly smaller than you know his figure is) and is the warmest thing you’ve ever worn. 
“James!” you call out, happy to see him. The build up of fatigue from the whole night melts off your aching limbs like powdered snow under golden sunbeams. Running to him, he greets you with his heart-stopping smiles.
“You look beautiful,” he whispers as soon as he has his arms wrapped around you. 
“Stop it,” you sigh into his shoulder, your face buried into the soft fabric of his sweater, “I look a mess after tonight,” 
He pulls away, enough to meet your eyes and examine your face without having to remove his arms from around you, “If this is you looking a ‘mess’, then I wonder what type of beauty you were earlier tonight,”
His comment makes your heart soar but you don’t let it show on your face, even when he wiggles his eyebrows comically to emphasise his flattering remark. Instead, you narrow your eyes at him before slipping out of his arms and biting your lip at the confused, pitiful whine he lets out. You don’t leave him miserable for long, however, as you’re quickly reaching down to lift up his sweater so that you could pull it over your head and burrow yourself inside. Like the living furnace he is, you’re greeted by such a comforting heat, you forget that you’re both still outside in the wet cold of the night. 
Throwing his head back, James laughs and wraps you up in his arms again, laying his cheek against the top of your head through his sweater. The first time you ever did this, he wasn’t shy about saying how much he loved it. And now, you’ve made it a tradition to do this often during the autumn and winter months. Admittedly, you loved cuddling him like this too; it’s more intimate and you love being surrounded by his warmth. It was a bonus that his scent literally has you in a choke hold under there. You’d happily suffocate on the smell of his cologne, laundry detergent and natural smell. But it also feels as though you’re falling into a trance by some alluringly scented spirit.
“As much as I love holding you like this, dear, I’m still on a mission to get you home safe so…” he looks down at you, hazel eyes turning soft at the adorable sight of you cuddled up to him under his sweater, “can my princess please let me help her into my car and drive her back home safely?”
You didn’t respond, only pouted and whined to express your dislike of pulling away from him as well as the warmth of his soft sweater. James knew instantly what to do. You two were best friends after all; it was a requirement for him to know all your needs telepathically. It was an awkward shuffling of limbs but James managed to slip off his sweater without needing to lift it off your figure and hoists you into his arms before you could start grumbling at the loss of his embrace.
“Not long now — my princess will arrive at her carriage soon~” he sings in a whisper beside your ear, smiling fondly at your soft giggles and adoring the way you wrap your arms around his neck to cuddle him close before needing to pull away so he can carefully sit in his car’s passenger seat. 
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“Oh, come on!” Marlene gives an exasperated sigh as you examine the array of snacks laid out before you. In your peripheral, you observe how Lily doesn’t make any moves to stop Marlene from pestering you; instead a small smirk tugs at the corners of her lips, secretly enjoying and wanting to take part in Marlene’s badgering. 
“You come on,” you throw back with a light-hearted glare, “I thought we were going to buy snacks for movie night, not grill me on my friendship with James,”
“Friends, huh?” Dorcas arches a brow as Lily stifles a giggle beside her. All three were eyeing you mischievously as a heat flushes across your cheeks. 
“Stop it you guys,”
“We’ll stop as soon as you stop playing the friendship game with James!” Lily bargains, unable to hold herself back anymore, and you try your hardest not to roll your eyes while your cheeks flood with a familiar warmth. 
“We’re just friends,” it was a painful admission but you’d rather have what you have right now with James than ever risk sabotaging it. 
Marlene examines a strand of her golden hair as Lily leans against her side, “James acts more of a boyfriend to you than just a friend,”
Dorcas speaks up with a hint of impishness, “and I can prove it~”
“How?” you challenge, raising your chin ever so slightly in silent provocation. But Dorcas has no reaction, she just continues to smirk at you. 
“I’m gonna need your phone first,” you hesitate from the devilish sparkle in her eyes but eventually relent, cursing the weakness that was a result of your aching heart. Dorcas types away on your phone for a moment as Marlene and Lily peer over her shoulder and snicker at what they read. She doesn’t allow you to read the message she typed out before hitting send and handing your phone back
It takes a moment for you to get over your shock and look through the message she sent. It was sent straight to James, lovingly named as ‘My Idiot ❤️’ in your contacts, and it read: ‘James, this scary looking guy keeps following me around in the shop and it’s creeping me out! I can’t find the girls either 😰 what do I do?’. Your jaw drops and you can’t find any words to voice whatever it is you’re feeling; a mix of anger, upset, shock and creeping curiosity over what they have planned.  
Not a minute goes by and your phone is getting rapid notifications from James messaging you, he even tries to call you but the girls snatch your phone away before you could answer. They shake their heads at you and you huff, crossing your arms. You would have protested more from the rising anxiety you feel over having to lie to James but you were so curious. In the end, you reluctantly accept their plotting and try to prepare yourself for what’s to come.
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For a minute, the message notifications stop from your phone and Lily feels her phone buzz from inside her bag. The three giggle as Lily rushes to take out her phone. From the side lines, you continue observing everything with your heart pounding rapidly in your chest. Lily types back a response and all three look up at you in unison, their eyes swimming with mischief.
“I’m setting a stopwatch to see how long just-friend-Potter gets here,” Marlene snickers and you groan, Dorcas and Lily giggling on either side of her. As much as you love them, they’re such a nuisance sometimes…
You could only guess that Lily sent him her location and now all of you were left patiently waiting for James to appear. 
Not even 15 minutes passes before James comes storming into view, tall and broad-shouldered, dressed in all black and without his glasses. Even without his glasses on, when James glances over and catches a glimpse of you, recognition crosses his unfriendly features and he storms over. Within seconds, he’s pulling you into a warm embrace. 
“Oh thank god,” he breathes a sigh of relief and presses his face into your hair, “you’re okay… —are you okay?” you look up as he pulls away and searches for your eyes, squinting to be able to do so without the aid of his glasses. 
“Y-yeah, I’m alright. The umm, the creep disappeared a little while ago,” you muster a small smile of reassurance, still uncomfortable with lying to him, before managing to softly ask your burning question, “why aren’t you wearing your glasses?” habitually, you feel about for the breast pocket of the leather jacket he has on and pull out his circular specs. 
As you carefully clean his lenses on your shirt, he goes to explain, “I wanted to look scary so that creep leaves you alone,” you’re quick to realise that without his glasses he would be forced to squint so that it looks like he’s glaring. It also clicks in your head that he wore all black so he could look even more intimidating. It was unusual for him to wear just black, normally that was Sirius’ thing, but you’re not complaining; James looks really attractive dressed in black, his hair tousled around messily and without his glasses on.
“Thank you, Jamie,” he grins boyishly after you put his glasses back on for him, taking a moment to adjust them until they sit aligned and comfortable. By habit, you comb your fingers through his untamed hair and James, in turn, presses a kiss to your temple. 
“I’m just glad you’re okay, princess,” your heart skips a beat at the nickname — he’s called you that so many times but he’s reserved it especially for you and it makes you feel so special, “do you want me to give you a ride home?” he lifts up the motorbike helmet in his hand, which you immediately recognise. Your curious eyes meet his hazel hues and he smiles bashfully, “I borrowed Sirius’ bike to get here quicker…” he shuffles around his feet, nervous under your gaze —he hate lying to you too, “okay okay… I took his bike without asking but I promise to give it back as soon as I get you home safe!” 
You give a small giggle and wrap your arms around his waist and bury your face into his muscular chest. It’s an embrace that James eagerly returns, petting your hair whilst speaking over your head once he finally spots your three friends. 
“Are you guys okay too?”
“Gee, thanks for the concern, Potter,” Marlene rolls her eyes as Lily and Dorcas crack up, “yeah, we’re good,” 
“Good, good,” James immediately goes back to focus on holding you close and kissing the crown of your head, affectionate and sweet. You could always rely on him to be there for you no matter what and the thought made butterflies explode into a fluttering haze in your stomach. 
Dorcas had proven her point. 
It was clear now that James prioritised you over anyone else. And you didn’t know whether to be flustered and scream for joy or melt into a puddle of goo. 
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“She’s not my girlfriend so shut up,” James huffs and groans as he rolls over to lay on his stomach across the length of the sofa whilst Remus, Sirius and Peter sat in a scattered array about the living room. 
“Says the motorbike thief,” Sirius hisses playfully, shooting a superficial glare at his long time best friend/non-blood-related brother. 
“She really does act like your girlfriend more than your friend, Prongs,” Remus chimes up, setting his book aside as Peter offers him several cubes of chocolate. 
“I don’t get why you two don’t just date each other,” it was Peter who speaks up this time and James can’t help but roll his eyes that even Peter was on his ass about this. 
“That’s right! You don’t get it!” they wait for him to continue with a ‘so’ before demanding something but James just presses his burning hot face into a cushion and has a silent tantrum.  
“I’ll prove you wrong!” Sirius claims boldly and when James looks over, his biker friend was rapidly typing away at his phone, “I’ll give it around 20 minutes until she gets here,” 
James raises a brow, “Who?”
“Your not-girlfriend, of course!” 
“What did you say?” Remus asks what they were all wanting the answer to. 
“Oh nothing~ just that Jamesie-kins over here is really upset over something but doesn’t want to tell us why so we don’t know what to do to help him feel better,” Sirius fakes a pout and watery eyes as James gapes at him, horrified. 
“HOW IS THAT GONNA PROVE ANYTHING?!”
“If she gets here in 20 minutes then that means she prioritises your hurt feelings over going to her favourite over-priced restaurant with Pandora,” James’ eyes nearly bulge out. 
“That’s today?!”
Sirius’ devious smirk was answer enough. 
“I say 10 minutes!” Peter bets. 
“15!” Remus adds on.  
Remus wins the bet when you get there 14 minutes after Sirius’ text message was sent. Your arms are piled up high with James’ favorite junk food snacks, ranging from sweet to savoury. Over your shoulders, you wear your fluffiest blanket (James’ favourite) as a cape and rush forward to drape it over him. No time was wasted as you silently move around their shared flat at lightening speed, putting on the TV and switching to his favourite, comfort show, laying out his snacks on the coffee table and putting the kettle on before snuggling down under the blanket with him. It was a tight fit for the two of you on the sofa but neither of you minded; you were both cuddle bugs and enjoyed the closeness. 
“Get out, you three! Leave Jamie and I alone!” you speak for the first time to shoo the three boys away. They happily oblige, Remus smirking as Sirius and Peter cough up their betted amounts and close the living room door behind them. 
For a long moment, you merely stay there, your arms wrapped around James’ shoulders, one hand lovingly petting his hair as your other presses his face into your chest. James wasn’t shy about voicing how this was his most comforting position for cuddles and it made his heart race that you had cancelled your long awaited plans just to console him. 
“What’s wrong Jamie?” you finally ask, voice soft and slow with patience, “Sirius told me you weren’t feeling so well… but you’re not ill? Are you?” he feels you press the back of your hand against his forehead to check his temperature as he finally locks his strong arms around your midsection and pulls you even closer, “No you’re not, thank goodness,” he falls in love with the relief he hears in your voice. He loves falling in love with you over and over again; it’s so easy, “what can I do to help?”
He doesn’t know why he held back for so long. It was all so clear now. The fact that your eyes sparkled around him the way his did when he looked at you was so unbelieved before, he kinda just voluntarily blinded himself. But now, it was like he was seeing colours for the first time. James just can’t believe it took Sirius, of all people, to make him realise it. What a joke… he almost wants to laugh. But he can’t, not when his heart was ready to beat out of his chest for you. 
“Jamie?”
“…a kiss…” it was a whisper but you heard him so clearly. And he knows because he heard your breath hitch. 
“—what?”
“I want a kiss…to feel better,”
Not wanting to raise your hopes, you press a kiss to his forehead and your heart deafens your ears as it beats loudly against your eardrums. 
“A proper kiss,” he raises his head and pulls up to level his lips with yours, his hazel eyes melting your gaze, “like lovers do,”
You’ve waited so long for this moment that you couldn’t even fathom that it was actually happening and your entire world slowed to a standstill. It wasn’t until James had pressed his full lips against yours that you felt your senses come to life with so much intensity that you felt like you wanted to faint. But you wouldn’t dare miss your first kiss for anything. 
Like lovers do, you kissed. Like lovers do, you embraced. Like lovers do, you whispered sweet words, a life long promise, to one another, “I love you,” 
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A/N : this started off as a timestamp that i sneakily wrote this request into (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.゚ i didn’t know how to conclude it at first but i just kept writing and writing and now it’s finished haha! i hope you darlings enjoy the read! and i would also like to humbly tag my beloved moot @diputy for reasons she understands on a deep level (⸝⸝⸝• ω •⸝⸝⸝) ♡
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ddejavvu · 2 months
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Your best friend James with no boundaries is such perfect James I can’t even 😩 I feel like after a while James rubs off on you and you don’t even think about it anymore. Like all of a sudden you’re bursting in on him in the shower to ask him a simple question, you’re taking your bra off immediately when you get to his room to get comfy, you’re touching him and being affectionate in ways that is definitely more than friends. And every time James is just doe eyed in love 😍 like you’re my bestie, darling 🥺 Meanwhile Sirius and Remus are watching like 😳 did that just happen? That’s not normal best friend behaviour
"Where's James?" You waste no time in pushing the door to the boys' dorms open, interrogating Sirius and Remus who've occupied themselves with what looks like a mountain of classwork.
"He's in the shower, you can- wait for him on his bed-!" Sirius watches as you beeline for the bathroom, standing to stop you when he realizes you're about to walk in on James.
"Y/N, don't-!" He tries, but you've nudged the door open, and you don't stop there. You make for the shower curtain and Sirius stands frozen in his spot, wondering if he's going to be fired as the group's official guard dog.
"Jamie?" You call, sticking your head between the shower curtain and the wall. James turns where he'd been unknowingly showcasing his broad, muscled back, soapy and lathered with suds.
"Oh-! Y/N, hi," He grins, working a sponge over his side, "What's up?"
'What's-' Sirius turns to Remus, mouthing an echo of your words in confusion. Remus has nothing to offer; in fact, he looks weary as he sits back in his seat and listens.
"Do you think I can borrow your scarf today? The girls 'n I were going to Hogsmeade but it's really cold, and I think I lost my scarf in the forest."
"Yeah, 's in my trunk, bird," James nods, conversation flowing easily despite James's lack of attire as he bends lower to scrub at his thighs, "Y'know where my trunk is, yeah?"
"Under your bed?" You confirm, and he nods again.
"Get the boys to help you drag it out, m'love,"
"Right. Thanks Jamie," You grin, leaning in to kiss the soaked skin of his cheek. He grins brightly, letting his own lips press to your much drier face.
You leave the bathroom once more to be met with Sirius and Remus's mildly disgruntled expressions, and they stare at you like they hadn't heard James's request for grunt muscle.
"Can you... help me with his trunk? He said I could borrow his scarf." You repeat, pointing timidly in the direction of his bed.
"Why don't you just take his boxers, too?" Sirius's nose wrinkles as he grimaces, "I bet they're jealous you see his dick more than they do."
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*ੈ✩‧₊˚✧VALENTINES DAY CONFESSIONS
❥ James!potter x reader (You've had a crush on James for months now, he finally gets the nerve to ask you to be his Valentine, only to find you were on your way to ask him.) Word Count: 700
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"Jus' don't know if she'll like it!" James was in the common room discussing his singular girl problem with his friends. "I mean we've been friends for a while, but I still don't even know if she likes me!"
Sirius who was languidly laying across one of the armchairs nearby rolled his eyes as he answered, "Your delusional if you don't see it."
"He's right James, she really does like you, laughs at every one of your bad jokes enough." even Remus had enough of his jabbering, most of their conversations almost always ended up with James bringing up your name.
He was blushing at even the mention of you liking him back, "What if she already has a Valentines though? What if she doesn't really like me? What if-"
"Give her the Valentine!" It was Pete, laying on the ground in a star-fished position, he'd almost drifted off into a sweet sleep before he was woken once more by James' worried voice.
He got up from the couch he'd been stationed at, quickly and quite bravely if he said so himself heading for the door. "Fine. But if I get my heart broken you will all be very sorry!"
As he left they all let out a collective sigh, they'd been attempting to convince him all week, maybe, just maybe if they could finally get you two together, they'd get some peace and quiet.
When James gets to you he's panting, having ran down several flights of moving stairs to reach you. You had come to the library to return some of the books you'd borrowed to study, he knew this since he was the one who offered to help you, just so he could spend more time with you.
"Y/n!" He tried to look casual, all the same hiding the gift behind his back as he approached your figure.
"Oh, hey Jamie!" you eyes were bright and your heart fluttered at his flushed cheeks.
"Have you got any plans for the day?" He was hoping your answer was no, so he could take you on a proper date, something you deserved.
"M'no don't think so, why?"
"W-well I was just hoping, since you're free, and its Valentines day..." your heart beat faster as he continued, you'd waited months for him to realize you liked him back.
"Well maybe you could, or rather we could, w-would you be valentine?" He swears you're the only to ever make him this nervous.
When he see's your pleased expression however he gets a surge of confidence taking out your gift and handing it to you, a beautiful bouquet of your favorite flowers accompanied by a small box of chocolates.
"Yes!" Your reply comes far too quickly, but you couldn't care less, taking out the small card and chocolate box you'd gotten him from your bag.
You shove it towards him as he gapes at you, "I-What-What is this?"
"Well, you were taking far too long, I mean I went to every one of your quidittch matches, pretended I needed help studying so you'd offer, laughed at every single joke of yours, godric I even went to your friends for help!"
"I never thought you'd like me!" He was bright red, how had he not seen it this entire time?
"Jamie I laugh at every single one of your jokes." You were exasperated, how had you fallen for such a sweet oblivious boy?
"Is that supposed to be an insult? Cause if I'm being honest it sounded-"
You stop his jabbering, placing the gifts on the table nearby and pressing your soft lips to his. Your heart melts as his hand comes to caress your cheek as if you're the most delicate flower in the world.
Because to him, you were.
When you pull back you're both grinning so hard your faces hurt.
"S'not and insult, just a fact." And it was, you would laugh at everyone of his jokes, no matter how ludicrous or ridiculous they were, you found him funny. And charming, and kind, and beautiful, and perfect, perfect for you.
"Well then, my Valentine, shall we begin our date?" He held out his arm as you smiled sheepishly at his name-calling.
"We shall."
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writtenbymoonflower · 2 months
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Hi! Can I please request a poly!Marauders x reader where the reader has a secret admirer? The reader is receiving anonymous gifts and letters, making the boys anxious and jealous. If not, it's okay! Thank you, author-san!
omg i love this! thank you so much, baby, hope this is okay! gn!reader x poly!marauders
cw: jealousy and possessiveness, borderline harassment and stalking, hickey
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You groaned loudly when you opened the front door only to be greeted by yet another bouquet of flowers. You begrudgingly brought the arrangement into the house, setting it on the countertop. 
"Again? That’s like the third this week, and it’s only Wednesday." Sirius said, exasperated and (almost) as annoyed as you. 
"Fifth, actually." You hated that you were complaining, you knew you were technically very lucky to receive all these gifts, it was just distressing. And to be frank, getting very old.
"Christ, this person is thirsty." Sirius’ voice was strained, clearly more anxious than he was wanting to let on. 
"At least it seems they don’t have much of a chance, anyone worth their salt knows that you hate roses, angel." James said, between mouthfuls of his sandwich. 
"I know," You cringed. "Who should I give these to this time? Lily has enough flowers to open a shop" You rolled your eyes. "Speaking of," You reached into your work bag and pulled out two boxes. "There were chocolates at my work when I got there yesterday, and a pair of earrings on monday." You walked over to where Remus and Sirius were cuddled on the couch. 
“Geez, dove. Are we gonna have to step up our game?” Remus said, voice tinged with jealousy. 
"No, this person needs to step down. Or at least give me a return address or something. All the notes say is ‘from someone who appreciates you, xx.’ It’s actually kind of distressing." You handed the smaller box of earrings to Sirius, "Are these your style, honey?" 
"What? You don’t want them?" He sounded surprised. Of course you didn’t! Why would you need presents from a random person when you have three boys who give you all the love you could ever need? (and in the way you like it)
"No, I would feel weird wearing them." You cringed, handing the larger box to Remus. "You can have these, I don’t even like cherry chocolate." Remus took the box like it was filled with poison, a disgusted tilt to his lips, just as Sirius dramatically dropped the jewelry box onto the coffee table. 
"I don’t know whose grubby paws have been on this box." He sneered. You rolled your eyes at his dramatics, looking over to James who was still in the kitchen. He had set his sandwich down and was looking like a kicked puppy. It made your heart crack.
"Jamie, what’s wrong baby? Come here." You beckoned him over. He rushed to your side, placing his hand protectively on your shoulder and gripping you tight. You looked at your other two boyfriends, Remus’ jaw was clenched tight and Srius was still looking at the box and scowling. 
"I jus’ don’t like it." James said from your side, his voice was small like a child's. 
"Wait, hold on," You said, "Are you all actually worried about this?"
"Define ‘worried’ lovely," Remus said, his voice an awful mix of venomous and depressed. “I don’t think any of us like knowing there’s someone out there fighting for your affections.” His eyes had an angry glint to them. 
“Guys,” You said, your heart only breaking further. “You have nothing to be worried about, okay?” James’ grip tightened on you. “There is absolutely no competition here, I’m not even giving these the time of day. I don’t want anything to do with the gifts or the person sending them.” 
“But you would if we weren’t in the picture.” Sirius said quietly, all too insecure for your liking. You wormed your way out of James’ grasp, resulting in a whine being pulled from his throat, to crouch in front of Sirius. You grabbed his pretty face in your hands, looking into his sad eyes. 
“No, I wouldn’t. I’m not impressed by these gifts.” You took a deep breath, not wanting to confess the next part and worry your boyfriends worse. “They actually kind of scare me.” You admitted, making all their eyes snap to you. 
“Scared? Of what, darlin’?” James piped up. 
“I just,” You cringed. “I don’t like knowing that there is someone this obsessed with me and I don’t know who they are. And that they know where I live and where I work. I mean, who knows how much they know?” 
“Well now I feel like an arse.” Sirius grabbed you from the floor and hauled you onto the couch with him and Remus, wrapping himself tightly around you. “Here I was thinking this person was gonna get you away from us, not knowing they were worrying you.” 
“You’re not, I promise!” You reassured. “Honestly, if there was someone doing all this for you three I would be really jealous too.” You placed a hand on two of your boyfriends’ thighs, looking over at James, who was still sulking, now sitting on the coffee table in front of you. “But I can assure you, even if I found out who this person was, they, and no one else, would be able to take me from you three. You aren’t getting rid of me that easy. Besides, I don’t like stalkers.” You joked. 
Remus pulled you closer to him, gentle but still much more aggressive than usual. Your other two boyfriends had settled, but he was still heated. 
“Remmy,” You turned to face him. “I promise, you have nothing to worry about.” 
“I know,” He grunted, burying his face into your neck. You wanted to shrink at the ticklish feeling but you allowed him to stay there, knowing he needed it. Remus had a jealous streak, perhaps the most of all your boyfriends. James and Sirius were more subtle in their protectiveness, but Remus started marking you all like a wolf anytime someone let their gaze linger too long. You buried your fingers in his hair and scratched his scalp, trying to relax him. 
“As soon as I find out who this is I will get them to stop, I promise.” You said vehemently. You looked guiltily at all your boyfriends, “I’m sorry this is happening, it isn’t fair to you all.” 
“It’s not your fault, dolly.” Sirius placed his hand on your back. “You don’t have anything to be sorry for, you aren’t asking for this.” You were about to hug him, but Remus held fast around your waist, you started to protest, but you felt Remus’ lips latch to a spot on your neck, nibbling and sucking hard enough to sting, but not hurt. The sound you let out was half giggle and half moan.
“Christ, Moons!” James barked, “You trying to brand them or something?” The three of you started giggling like children. Remus released your skin from his teeth, observing the red and purple splotch that was left in his wake. 
“Gotta make sure they know what’s mine.” He said, possessively. “Don’t worry," His eyes glinted furiously at your two other boyfriends, "you two are next.” 
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inkdrinkerworld · 8 days
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waking up from a nap and james not being there so we go search for him and he's w Remus and Sirius but it doesn't even matter bc you NEED your post nap hug :(
You’re groggy as you peel your eyes open, the evening sun blocked out a little from James’ shut curtains.
You move a little closer to his side and frown. Usually, there’s a warm body to cuddle up to, the soft smell of cardamom and clove but not this time.
With an even more severe frown, you walk out to the living room. When you hear the voices of Sirius and Remus you know where to find him immediately.
“Jamie,” you whine, an even more pitying expression on your face as you stomp towards him.
“Hi lovie,” James knows exactly what you want and he has to actively fight a smile from breaking out on his face as he opens his arms to you. “How’d you sleep?”
His big hand pushes back all of the loose hair that’s fallen from your braid while his other one rubs your back.
This had become routine for you and James when you took naps. There must be post nap cuddles so you don’t feel grumpy.
You’re like a cat in James’ mind- you preen under his affection, do that cute head tilt when he scratches a good part on your head or back and you just love being all up under him; especially post-nap.
“Bad,” you’re just saying that and James’ laugh lets you know that he knows you’re being untruthful. “Okay it was good, just missed you.”
Sirius pipes up then, “S’rude not to acknowledge your guests yknow doll.”
You shrug, eyes closed as James scratches the base of your neck. “You’re intruding.”
James’ laughs trembles down his entire body at Sirius’ aghast look.
“How rude, Remus brought you those godforsaken melons you’ve not stopped talking about. And bunches and bunches of the black grapes you love.” Sirius’ voice goes up a pitch and you know he’s teasing.
You open one eye, catching Remus jerking his chin to the kitchen where you spot the spread of fruit.
“I never said Remus was intruding, just you. Remus never steals my boyfriend before I get post-nap cuddles.” Remus laughs at the way Sirius’ eyebrows jump to his hairline and his tattooed hand darts for your foot.
He presses a mean thumb into the arch of it until James bats his hand away.
“I’ll cut them up when you’re fully awake, ‘kay?” James whispers to you and you smile.
“Thanks Jamie,” you kiss under his chin and then say, “You’re the best.”
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thesecretmansion · 1 year
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Hi! How are you? May I request a James or Sirius blurb (you can pick whichevee one you are in the mood to write for) with a self conscious reader who refuses to accept that James/Sirius likes them as more than a friend? Thanks in advance
“James likes you, you know”
You scoff at Remus’ ridiculous confession.
“Yeah, right. He likes Evans. We’ve been over this”
“You’ve been over this. He quite literally is in love with you” Before you could respond, James plops down at your table in the library. He takes a peak at what you're writing before making a face and moving away.
“James! What a surprise! What on earth are you doing here?” Remus asks. You shoot him a nasty scowl at the tone of his voice but James doesn’t seem to pick up on it. 
“Wanted to see what this one here is up to”, He said smiling fondly at you. Remus gives you a look that clearly says see. You pointedly ignore it.
“Well I’m writing my essay”
“Great, so nothing important”, he ignores your splutter of protest, “I need to talk to you”
“Well I’m busy”
“Not anymore. Sorry Remus”
Remus nods him off with a smile gesturing for the two of you to leave. James all but drags you to a small nook in the library.
“I need to tell you something and I need you to promise me you won’t say anything until I am done” He says, his serious tone catching you off guard. You nod quite hesitantly, scared of what he is about to say. 
“I like you. Like really really like you.”
Your jaw drops. He keeps talking but you don’t hear all of it, stuck in a whirlwind of shock. 
“No, you don’t”
That catches him off guard.
“Didn’t I say not to talk until I was finished? And yes I do”
“No you don’t”
“How would you know how I feel”
“Because I know you. You are in love with Lily Evans and have been since first fucking year. There is no way in hell that you, James Potter, like someone like me”
“Well I do”, James says stubbornly, “and what on earth do you mean someone like you? You’re bloody perfect”
“No. You know who is bloody perfect? Lily Evans. And I am nothing like her”, you say a sinking feeling in your stomach that is only getting lower.
“Maybe I don’t want someone like her”
You look at him in disbelief.
“I’m not kidding. She is great sure but maybe I don’t want someone who shits on me every 5 seconds”
“You know what James. I need to finish my essay. I do not have time for this right now”, you say turning to leave.
“Wait-”
“No. See you in class”
And with that you leave, thought’s circling your head like a toy train on its tracks.
I am so so so sorry that this took me so long to write. I hope you enjoy this. I didn't really write too much of self-conscious!reader and I tried to imply it more than out right say it. I also had difficulty trying to end this. I hope this is at least somewhat close to what you wanted and I hope you have an amazing day/night!
Also please note that the tone Remus uses when greeting James is the same tone in which Georgia says "Jas, what a surprise, what on earth are you doing here?" from Angus Thongs And Perfect Snogging.
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Promises Left Behind
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Pairing: Young Sirius Black x Gryffindor Female reader
Warnings: arranged marriage (but they actually love each other), abandonment, pure-blood ideology
Summary: Sirius Black and Y/N L/N have been betrothed to each other since birth, a way to reunite and strengthen the blood of house Black and house L/N. Sirius loved Y/N with all his heart and promised her and himself that he'd protect her as long as he lived. After a nasty argument with his mother, Regulus wasn't the only thing Sirius left that night.
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the l/n's are what people call 'truly pure-blood', along with the blacks. ever since they were born, sirius black and y/n l/n have been promised to marry each other.
at first when sirius found out, he was completely furious on the matter. how could his parents just marry him off already? he's just a boy.
but when sirius finally met his betrothed, he didn't expect what she was like at all. he thought, like most pureblood girls, that she was cruel, snotty, and sadistic but she wasn't.
y/n was a gentle soul, a beautiful flower. the complete opposite of someone like his wrench of a mother.
the two children sometimes dressed up as a princess and a knight. sirius, the chivalrous knight, promises the ethereal princess, y/n, to be her sworn sword and promises to protect her from the harms of the Wizarding world and both of their parents. promising to always be there to protect her.
sirius and y/n became fast friends when their parents left them alone to be acquainted with each other. Oftentimes they would be found in sirius' room or outside playing with each other. sometimes you can even see regulus trailing behind the two.
"Reggie, leave us alone," the 10-year-old sirius huffed as he looked back at his younger brother who was gripping the back of y/n's dress, following the 2 older children.
the 7-year-old black just shook his head in response and gripped the dress harder, "no, let me play with you guys please!"
"I don't need my snot-nosed brother ruining my date, Reg," sirius argued and flicked little Reggie's forehead.
"come on, sirius. let regulus join, he must be lonely in this big house," y/n cooed as she petted regulus' hair like a cat. the young boy gave her a sweet smile and looked over at his brother, waiting for his response.
"fine but don't tell mother."
the little boy cheered as he dragged the girl off to sirius' room, as said boy just rolled his eyes and trailed behind them. he gave an annoyed look when regulus turned around to face him and stuck out his tongue before returning to the girl beside him.
"we're going to hogwarts next year, love. what house do you want to be in?" sirius asked as the two of them sat across from each other on the boy's windowsill.
"I'm not quite sure, I know my parents and yours want me to go into slytherin but I don't know..." the girl shrugged her shoulders as she looked outside.
"I for one hope I get into gryffindor," the medium-haired boy said proudly as the girl across from him had a shocked look on her face.
"gryffindor? sirius, are you mad? your mother would blow a fuse," y/n informed worriedly, she knew what walburga would do if that did happen.
"all the more to do it," sirius smirked. "I don't want to be in the house that my mother and the rest of my family have been in, they're despicable and cruel. I want to break the tradition, the first black in gryffindor."
"that's quite admirable and brave," y/n stared at sirius with a slight twinkle in her eyes. "I hope to end up in gryffindor too in that case."
"what? y/n, no. don't follow me, please. your parents will be furious, I don't want you to get in trouble."
"where you go, I go," y/n said and grabbed one of Sirius's hands, rubbing small circles on it.
sirius stared at y/n with a softness he never thought he could hold while being in this godforsaken house. but he did. for her.
"what about you reg? what hogwarts house would you like to be in?" the girl asked regulus who was sitting at sirius' desk, playing with the many trinkets on it.
"slytherin obviously," the other boy said and turned towards them. in all seriousness, sirius forgot regulus was there... and he wished it remained that way.
"mama's boy," sirius signed to y/n who slapped his chest in return.
"don't be rude," she whispered to the older black brother. "that's cool, regulus! would you play quidditch too?"
the younger boy straightened up, a conversation he was finally interested in.
"yeah! I hope to be a seeker," the boy grinned.
sirius just rolled his eyes for the nth time. sirius wanted to be the seeker for his house as well.
"im sure you'll get it regulus. I've seen you ride on a broom before, you're very good for your age," y/n complimented as the other boy just blushed and thanked the girl. "hey! what's that?"
the girl got up from the windowsill and walked towards Sirius' small bookshelf as the boy quickly followed after her.
"'the outsiders'?" the girl asked as she inspected the book in her hand.
"a muggle book!" regulus gasped and stared at it with wide eyes.
"I didn't know you could read," the girl giggled as the older black snatched the book from her hands and hid it under his pillow.
"I can read thank you very much," he snarked at y/n.
"mother is going to be furious!"
"she doesn't need to know, Reginald," sirius replied as he jabbed his finger at the younger boy's side. regulus flinched and yelped from the sudden attack.
"how did you even get that?" the girl asked.
"there's a muggle market not too far from here. they have everything. books, produce, clothing," sirius explained. "maybe I should bring you there one day."
"I'd love that," y/n smiled up at sirius.
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it's been a few years since that day. sirius and y/n were now in their 6th year at hogwarts and decided to spend their spring break at the potters along with the other marauders and lily evans. the two purebloods were sorted in gryffindor much to their parent's dismay but the two didn't care, they had each other and that's all that mattered.
"you two cannot wear that," James said looking at his two friends.
currently, the group of friends were all going to the muggle mall near James's house and sirius, along with y/n, unfortunately only had pureblood Wizarding attire... which was severely outdated in the muggle world.
"you guys look like you're auditioning for Hamlet and Ophelia," Lily laughed.
"ham-who?" sirius asked, confused.
"what she means to say is, you guys look like you came from straight from the 1600s," Remus chimed in.
"it's the only type of clothing we have, our parents would kill us if we had muggle clothing in our closets," y/n sighed as she looked down at her solid overall dress and white blouse while sirius looked like he had a poet/musketeer shirt with black slacks.
"that can only mean one thing, lads," James giggled with a grin on his face.
"shopping!" the group cheered.
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the group did receive many odd looks from the muggles, mainly y/n and sirius.
while everyone else was wearing colourful 70's clothing, the two were wearing very dull and formal clothes. it was giving cottagecore and Narnia.
"oh! y/n let's go over there!" Lily linked her arm with the other girl and dragged her away into one of the many clothing stores in the mall. the boys followed the girls inside the store as well.
"my parents would freak out if they saw me wearing these clothes," y/n gushed as she looked through the clothing racks with very colourful and some revealing items.
"here try this, y/n!" Lily explained as she shoved a bunch of clothing onto the girl's arms. it was an understatement to say that lily was excited to go shopping with another girl.
since going to hogwarts, her relationship with her sister petunia was straining. her sister barely even looked at her while she was at home anymore and it hurt her. she hadn't had the chance to do these things with another girl in a long time. y/n was the closest thing she had to a sister so she was truly happy.
"oh! thanks!" y/n said as Lily guided her to the changing rooms.
"do you think this would look good on, y/n?" Peter came up to remus and asked.
"no," Remus disregarded as he continued to look through the racks of clothing. "not her colour."
"oh... alright I'll keep looking," Peter concluded and walked off.
remus seemed content with himself as he pulled out some clothes he thought y/n would like, but it was quite hard to look for clothes for her. remus never saw her outside of wearing her school uniform and Wizarding garb so frankly he didn't know what she looked good in or what she liked.
"what about this," James pulled out a graphic tee from the rack and displayed it to sirius.
"ew james no," sirius said as he lowered his friend's hand that held up the shirt. "that looks so ugly, do you want me to look like a geek?"
"what? it doesn't look that bad..." the boy mumbled as he put the shirt back.
"of course you would say that," sirius said walking somewhere else.
"hey! what is that supposed to mean?"
"y/n are you ready yet?" lily asked the girl through the curtain.
"yes... I don't know about this lily..." y/n said as she poked her head out.
"oh come on, show us! don't be shy!" Lily encouraged which caught the other boys' attention. remus, with his many items of clothing in his arms, along with Peter, James, and sirius stood in front of the changing rooms waiting for the grand reveal.
"I'm sure you look lovely, darling," sirius called out.
y/n stepped out of the curtain and her group of friends either let out a gasp or widened their eyes.
she was wearing a cute tie front crop top and some fun flared trousers to match.
"you look awesome!" Lily beamed as she walked towards the girl excitedly and started fixing some corners of the clothing while james let out a low whistle in support.
"it looks good on you," Remus smiled while Peter gave a thumbs up.
"you look stunning, dear," sirius complimented as he took all of her in, head to toe. "absolutely ravishing."
"thank you," y/n smiled up at him.
"c'mon, remus has more clothes for you to try," Lily said dragging the scarred-up boy closer, who had a pile of clothes in his arms.
"thank you remus, these look nice," she took the clothes from his arms and went back to the changing room to sort and try them out.
for the next 20 minutes, the group of friends waited outside while y/n came out every now and then with different types of clothing. it was like their own personal runway fashion show as they all gave their opinions and compliments with each outfit. some outfits were nice while some were jokes (thanks to James who wanted to see what the girl looked like in outlandish clothing) but it didn't matter because the group was having fun and laughing.
they were having so much fun that some passerbyers gave them some looks, some were annoyed with how loud and rambunctious they sounded but the group paid no mind.
"lily you really don't have to pay for all of this," y/n pleaded as the group of gryffindors were done with their little fashion show and the girl picked out her favourite ones.
"oh hush, y/n. this was an incredible experience and I had a lot of fun. let me pay for it as a thank you," Lily explained as she gave some cash to the employee at the register. "plus I'm pretty sure you don't have muggle money to pay for it anyway."
the other girl looked down sheepishly because it was true, she never even held muggle money before.
"I'll pay you back for this, I swear!" y/n said as the cashier gave some change back to lily, who thanked them, and started putting all the items of clothing into bags.
"I can't wait for that day," Lily smiled at the girl.
"what about you sirius? have you found anything you liked?" y/n turned to her betrothed as he shrugged his shoulders.
"nothing here. didn't feel any of the clothing really but something caught my eye earlier when we were walking around the mall," sirius said as the cashier finished up. as the 2 girls were about to grab the bags, sirius was quick to intercept them. "let me get those, ladies."
"wow, ever the gentleman sirius," y/n laughed as Lily rolled her eyes playfully.
"of course, malady," he mocked still wearing his old fashion clothing as the group exited the store.
it was quick for sirius to build his own style of clothing. he knew what he wanted.
the thing that sirius fell in love with was a leather jacket he saw on display and y/n had to agree it screamed sirius.
he really did look like a 70's Rockstar with his long wavy hair and iconic leather jacket.
"what do you think, love?" sirius spun towards y/n who had a big grin and blush on her face.
"absolutely dashing, my prince," she giggled as sirius twirled her around.
the group spent a few more hours inside the mall having fun. remus got a few more sweaters to add to his collection along with some books to read while Peter got some records to play. y/n even got lily a cute newsboy cabbie hat that the ginger-haired girl loved.
the group of friends were now walking along the neighbourhood, James promised he had something fun planned so the others just blindly went along.
"muggles are so cute," y/n said suddenly as she saw a group of young children pass by with their bikes. sirius couldn't help but snort at the comment.
"why do you say that?"
"I don't know... walking around and being with muggles... their life seems so nice," y/n looked to her side to see an old couple sitting by their porch talking as the old lady was knitting something. "they don't have to worry about the horrors in our world."
y/n was referring to the uprising of voldemort and death eaters.
"I'm sure they have troubles of their own we don't know about," sirius replied as he took in the peacefulness of the muggle neighborhood, something he never experienced.
"you're right, but sometimes I just don't want to think about what's happening to the Wizarding world as of late and just live peacefully amongst the muggles."
"that does sound nice," sirius smiled thinking of a life with y/n where they weren't pureblood wizards. just regular people.
"I hope in another life we'll find each other again. a life without magic. a life without voldemort," the girl confessed as she grabbed Sirius's hand.
"of course, we'll find each other again, I'll look for you every time."
"hey, guys! over here!" James shouted. the group needed to go through a dense forest.
"this is a bit much don't you think, prongs?" sirius asked as he shoved away some leaves and branches from his face.
"it'll be worth it trust me," James replied and tripped over a big tree root.
"OW!" Peter yelled as one of the branches lily was shoving away smacked the poor boy at the face.
"oops! sorry!"
"is this really okay?" Peter asked as he tripped on the same root that James did. "what if we get a staph infection?"
"I'll give you a staph infection," Remus said absent-mindedly as he plucked out some leaves and sticks that got stuck on his jumper.
the rest of the group laughed at Remus' reply.
"here we are!" James announced as the group was met with a big cliff with water at the bottom of it.
"you've outdone yourself, Jamie," sirius said as he looked over the cliff. it was quite high.
"who goes first?" Peter asked.
"odds on?" James suggested.
"no, you go," sirius replied.
"maybe who can spit out the biggest loogie?"
"that's disgusting Peter," Remus gagged.
"we'll go," Lily said behind them.
the group of boys turned around to find the two girls already in their undergarments as they ran towards them.
"whimps!" y/n yelled as she held lily's hand and the two of them jumped off the cliff together and splashed into the water.
"holy shit!" James yelled but he had a huge smile on his face.
"well lads... there's only one thing to do," sirius said as he took off his leather jacket and the rest of his clothing until he was in his underwear.
one by one each of the boys jumped off the cliff and into the water. the others cheering as they did.
once they were all in the water, James splashed a handful of water right onto lily's face as y/n laughed. soon they all started having a water fight, remus included, as sirius jumped onto James's back. James got a face full of water so he tried to put sirius' head underwater in retaliation.
they then got onto each other's shoulders trying to push the other back into the lake. sirius was held up by James and y/n held lily on her shoulders, remus was on Peter's. sirius and James won the battle only because they played dirty.
after some minutes in the water, the group decided to go back up the cliff because their hands started to prone badly.
Lily put her shirt back on as she sat down with y/n's head on her lap. sirius draped his leather jacket over y/n's body to cover her as Lily threaded her fingers through the girl's scalp.
it was relaxing for y/n. laying down with the sun's heat beating down on her on the lap of a pretty woman who was massaging her head. life truly couldn't get any better.
"hey, pads," James called out to sirius who was resting beside him on the large rocks. "what are you doing after hogwarts? it's our last year next year"
"I'm not quite sure mate," sirius said as he flipped through the magazine lily had in her bag. "probably run away from home and take y/n with me. live our own lives. in terms of career... probably an auror?"
"sounds wonderful," James replied and turned to the other two marauders. "what about you lot?"
"considering my condition I can't be picky," Remus sighed. "honestly I'll take what I can get as a career."
"I'll probably work at the ministry," Peter shrugged his shoulders. "what about you, prongs?"
"I do like a good adventure," James grinned. "I think padfoot had a good idea of being an auror. or maybe a professional quidditch player is more up my alley."
"well if you do end up being a quidditch player, we'll make sure to go to all your games," y/n chimed in.
"what about you, y/n? what would you do after hogwarts?" lily asked the girl on her.
"maybe a curse breaker. if I'm being honest I haven't thought about it that much. a magizoologist is also an option," the girl thought out loud.
"how about you lilyflower?" James asked as Lily rolled her eyes at the nickname.
"I don't know... there are so many things I want to do," the muggleborn confessed. "I do like helping others so I might become a healer at st.mungos or go back to hogwarts as a professor. or I might even advocate for muggles and muggleborn rights."
y/n smiled at the last one.
"I like that one," y/n said. "you should do that one."
"one thing I know for sure is that we're all still going to be friends with each other, right guys?" sirius asked.
"yes."
"of course!"
"always."
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spring break ended and soon after their 6th year at hogwarts. it was late at night when sirius came back from his outing with y/n.
the two were out in a remote part of London, stargazing in the dark. many confessions and wishes were shared that night. y/n even gifted sirius a cute little bracelet she found at the muggle mall during their spring break. it was red and black and had a little dog paw as a charm. it reminded her of sirius so she bought it (with lily's money of course) and gave it to him. sirius swore to never take it off that night.
when sirius got home he didn't expect regulus to be up as well. it was 2 a.m. what was he doing up?
"you've been out late," regulus stated.
"why do you care?" sirius asked bitterly. "hey, where did you get that?"
sirius stopped to look at his younger brother a bit closer.
"get what?" regulus asked.
"that!" sirius pointed towards his neck. he was referring to a beautiful snake broach on the collar of his shirt.
regulus was silent for a moment before answering, "y/n got it for me... after spring break."
"why would she get that for you?" sirius sneered, a growing feeling bubbling in his stomach.
"because she's nice," regulus replied just as bitterly. "and unlike you, she hasn't forgotten about me, your own brother."
"you're not my brother," the older black said quickly, remembering the dark mark that's now imprinted on the young boy's arm. ever since he found out, he cut all ties with regulus but it was hard considering they lived together.
"she loves you, you know that," regulus said after sirius walked passed him. he knew how sirius could get. the gryffindor was always insecure with the fact that y/n could leave him any moment and be engaged with regulus if his parents or hers saw it as appropriate.
"that bothers you?" sirius tested without turning around to face the boy. sirius knew. sirius always knew of regulus' crush on his fiancee and it unnerved him because, to him, regulus was always the perfect boy. regulus always got whatever he wanted. it was blatantly obvious when they were children.
"sirius i-"
"forget about it, regulus," sirius interrupted as he continued to walk away. regulus just shook his head and walked away as well. that was truly the last time the black brothers were ever going to talk to each other.
sirius needed to hurry. he promised y/n that he'd come by her house later.
"what on earth are you wearing!" a voice shrieked and sirius went rigid.
"mother-"
"NO! do not call me that! I am no longer your mother," walburga shouted. "sirius, I cannot believe you're still fraternizing yourself with mudbloods and blood traitors! it's a disgrace to the family name and our blood heritage."
"mother, you're so blinded by your ideology that you can't see the harm it's causing. I've been around muggles and muggleborns and they're nice people," sirius tried to reason but his mother wouldn't budge.
"harm? sirius, the only harm happening is you tainting our family's reputation! you're a disgrace to our family and I won't tolerate it any longer, you've even tainted poor y/n into your wrenched ways," walburga argued and sirius couldn't help but get angrier.
"don't bring her up in this," sirius warned.
"then leave," the woman demanded. "as of tonight you are no longer a black. leave this house. as for y/n, you are no longer the one to marry her and you will not contact her, ever."
"you... you can't just do that," the young boy said with tears in his eyes.
"I can! I will!" walburga then quickly walked away towards the direction of sirius' room, the boy following right after her.
"what are you doing?" sirius yelled as he saw his own mother cast confrigo in his room, burning all the stuff in it. muggle and non-muggle things alike.
sirius stood frozen in front of his room as all of his things were burned to a crisp right in front of his eyes. when he got his senses together he just ran.
ran outside a place he once called home. ran far away and never looked back.
that night, regulus wasn't the only thing that sirius left behind.
sitting on her windowsill looking at the moon was y/n. waiting for sirius to get her so they can run away together.
as regulus watched his brother run away he couldn't help but see something at the front of the door. there sat the red and black bracelet y/n gave sirius, broken from the struggle the boy endured when throwing the front door open.
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