#peter pettigrew x you

[milesmoralesluvs]

sirius: tonight, one of you will betray us.

james: is it me, sirius?

sirius: no, it’s not you.

remus: is it me, sirius?

sirius: it’s not you either.

peter: is it me, sirius?

sirius:

sirius: Is IT mE sIrIuS?

[sparkling-ariaria]

Marauders Era fics I read and want to keep...no°3

*Complete fem or non-specific reader insert fics*Updated: 14.04.2024

Falling for you by milunalupin - Peter x Reader A drabble about having a crush on Peter Pettigrew with Valentine's day coming up.

Dating Peter Pettigrew headcanon by maraudersmylove

Pickup lines by milunalupin - James x Reader With Valentine's Day coming up, James knew that this was the time to shoot his shot with you...

Lovesick Sirius drabble by theemporium - Sirius x gf!Reader Him pining over and loving cottage core you.

First introduction drabble by luveline - Remus x shy!Reader

Lovesick Sirius drabble by theemporium - Sirius x gf!Reader Him just pining hopelessly after you.

My girl by alwaysmoncheri - James x gf!Reader No one makes James Potter feel the way that his girlfriend does and he definitely knows it.

You two being in your own bubble drabble by luveline - Remus x shy!Reader

Sirius always needs your attention by ddejavvu

Clingy drunk drabble by inkdrinkerworld - modern!James x gf!Reader James who gets a little too drunk at a party and starts showing everyone photos of you because he just misses you.

Takin' a breath by familyvideostevie - modern!Sirius x gf!Reader Simply put, you love being in love with Sirius. You just never realized other people noticed all that much.

Lovesick James headcanon by volturissideslut

Lovesick Remus headcanon by volturissideslut

Lovesick Sirius headcanon by volturissideslut

Matching nail colours blurb by moonstruckme - Sirius x gf!Reader

Endless empathy by dwindlinghaze - Remus x gf!Reader Post full moon Remus who just wants to be with you.

Flirtation by moonstruckme - Sirius x shy!gf!Reader When Sirius won't stop tormenting you with pet names, you think to take revenge, but he doesn't react as you expected.

Prettiest girl at Hogwarts by kitkathockey - Remus x gf!Reader Remus is answering some of the first years questions and one of them asks who is the prettiest girl at Hogwarts.

Sirius helping you discover your right hair routine by moonstruckme - Sirius x gf!Reader

Home in each other's arms by ell0ra-br3kk3r-writes - Sirius x gf!Reader

Sirius drabble by moonstruckme - Sirius x gf!Reader Sirius speaking to you in french.

Borrowing his jumper for the first time by ohwowimlonley - Remus x gf!Reader

Remus drabble by lizard-on-a-window-pane - Remus x gf!Reader Remus is irritable before the full moon, his senses heightened and his temper short… but one person soothes him even when the rest of the world is anything but soothing.

Sirius drabble by luveline - Sirius x gf!Reader Shy!Reader being surprisingly cuddly when tired.

Sirius with a cold drabble by ddejavvu - Sirius x gf!Reader

James falls in love at first sight drabble by luveline - rugby player!James x cake decorator!Reader

Bumps by writtenbymoonflower - Sirius x gf!Reader You bruise easy and Sirius likes to be dramatic.

Lavender Haze by whorediaries-09 - Sirius x soft!Reader Sirius with a soft reader who's doing lovey-dovey little things for him.

He loves you no matter how shy by luveline - James x shy!gf!Reader

Puppy by messers-moony - Remus x gf!Reader Remus has a long day at Charms. (Prompt: Listening to them while they vent.)

Pretty Boy by alwaysmoncheri - James x Reader You think James is really pretty—unfortunately for you, Sirius notices and decides to take matters into his own hands

[ecliptiz]

Heyyy do you mind if I make a request? If you don't wanna write this that's obvs totally fine I just wanted to ask and see 💗

Could I ask for peter pettigrew x reader where reader is a little bit apprehensive of him because in thier younger years at hogwarts she fell victim to some of thier pranks and general silliness. Now in the last year of school she's in a class with peter and they have to share a book and so she has meet with him in the common room for working together for this class and she begins to realize that the marauders aren't that bad and somehow squeeze in some mutual pining between pete and reader and maybe the other marauders somehow set them up

(Yes I am aware of the cheesey-ness of this, if you could somehow find a way to squeeze in some angst that would be sublime because I love cute cheesy fics but I also love angst so I'm kind of torn on what I want really just anything with peter would be great if you can 💗🥰 )

𝗪𝗛𝗬 𝗔𝗥𝗘 𝗪𝗘 𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘 ╰► PETER PETTIGREW

SUMMARY — Sharing a book leads to a lot of things with the boy you thought you hated.

WARNINGS — CURSING

PETER PETTIGREW, an unassuming figure among the flamboyant constellation known as the Marauders, seemed to carry a perpetual aura of being overshadowed.

In a group where Remus held the enigmatic allure, Sirius radiated a bad-boy magnetism, and James exuded charisma that could light up the entire room, Peter was the quiet comet trailing slightly behind.

He lacked the rebel spirit that made Sirius captivating, the athletic prowess that drew attention to James, or the layered complexity that shrouded Remus.

Instead, he was just Peter — an unremarkable blonde boy with a penchant for sugary treats, indifferent to the allure of books or the thrill of sports.

His life was the epitome of normalcy, from his home routine to his uneventful days. Amid the cacophony of his more vibrant friends, he occupied the role of an exception rather than the rule.

Yet, against all expectations, his gaze started to drift toward a certain girl who possessed an uncanny ability to captivate him, even when her actions seemed trivial to others.

Whether engrossed in her books during class, fiercely competitive on the Quidditch field, quietly rebelling against authority, or simply navigating an ordinary day, she never failed to seize his attention.

For better or worse, she had woven herself into the fabric of his thoughts, casting a spell on his mundane existence and revealing the unexplored shades of Peter Pettigrew.

And there she was, nestled in the warm embrace of the common room, surrounded by the familiar faces of her friends. Her attention was drawn to their lively banter, laughter harmonizing like a soothing melody. Unbeknownst to her, a pair of intense blue eyes were fixated on her from a distance, tracing her every movement.

Meanwhile, those very eyes were the subject of another's scrutiny. Sirius, the audacious one of the bunch, leaned in with an impish grin, his raven-black hair adding to his aura of mischief. "Who ya’ looking at, Wormy?" he chimed, his voice laced with teasing curiosity.

Peter's heart raced, his gaze quickly veering away, panic dancing in his eyes. His efforts to evade Remus and James's knowing looks proved futile, and he was caught in their playful trap. "No one, just the—uh... window, yeah," Peter stumbled over his words, attempting to sound casual, but his furtive glances in her direction betrayed his façade.

James seized the opportunity with a mischievous sparkle in his eyes, his voice carrying a singsong quality. "Oo…" he cooed, delighting in Peter's discomfort. Unsurprisingly, the attempt to downplay his interest had failed. Peter's vehement denial only fueled their amusement.

Quickly shaking his head, Peter fervently dismissed their assumptions. "No, no 'oo'," he protested, his voice slightly too high-pitched in his nervousness. The length of his blond hair shifted as he moved, and in that seemingly trivial detail, his awkwardness was encapsulated.

"Wormtail likes a girl," James teased, his voice playfully sing-song as his round glasses slipped down his nose.

Remus raised his head from his book, a subtle yet teasing smirk gracing his lips.

"Which one is it? The one with the black hair? Oo, maybe the blonde!" James speculated, his excitement palpable.

“Maybe the (H/C) one?" Sirius chimed in, his gray eyes dancing with mischief. As the blush painted Peter's cheeks, Sirius erupted in laughter, raising his hands in mock celebration.

"It is!" Sirius declared triumphantly, elbowing Remus and pointing in the direction of the (H/C) girl. He turned to Remus with an eager grin. "Who is it, Remus? You're like our walking encyclopaedia."

Remus paused, humming in thought for a moment. "Y/N, she’s in our Potions class," he replied, his gaze shifting to Peter along with an arched eyebrow. "And Peter sits right next to her," he added with a playful edge, knowing well where this was leading.

James laughed heartily as Sirius erupted in cheers, earning a few odd glances from those around them. "Finally! Peter's getting a lady, lads," he proclaimed, mixing teasing with a mock serious tone.

However, the enthusiasm was short-lived as Remus interjected. "I don’t think she likes us," he admitted, dampening their spirits.

The realization weighed heavily, but it was no news to Peter, who had already experienced the brunt of Y/N's indifference firsthand, feeling her pointed glances and cool reception whenever he tried to initiate a conversation.

"Why do you say that?" Sirius inquired, reclining on the couch with his legs spread out and his arms casually draped behind him.

"Do you remember that prank we pulled in our third year? The one involving that paint which turned people neon and made them glow like that for a month?" Remus posed the question, tilting his head in recollection.

Sirius nodded, his expression pensive as he pieced the memory together. James mirrored the same contemplative look.

"What about it?" Sirius pressed, a quizzical eyebrow raised. Remus delivered his response with an exasperated eye-roll. "Y/N was the unfortunate victim. We ruined all her homework, papers, her clothes—everything she was wearing," he recounted, listing the extensive damage they had caused.

As Remus spoke, Peter felt a heavy pang of guilt settle within him, his shoulders slumping in response.

James winced, his lips forming a tight line as he glanced at Peter, sympathy evident in his eyes.

Sirius, on the other hand, hissed through his teeth, his gaze now on Peter. "You certainly picked a challenging one there, Pete," he jested, patting Peter's shoulder with a chuckle.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗

PETER FELT A sickening sensation gnaw at his stomach, his nerves twisting into tight knots. He sat in the Potions class, a restless heat simmering beneath his cauldron, which signaled one thing—today's practical potion session.

Beside him sat Y/N, her expression a picture of boredom as she idly gazed at the flickering flames beneath her cauldron. The professor's words cut through the still air, announcing the day's task: a potion-brewing assignment.

Y/N's attention shifted to her satchel, her brows furrowing as she rifled through its contents. She paused, her searching becoming more frantic as she realized her textbook was nowhere to be found. An inward curse accompanied her reluctance to turn to Peter for help.

With a reluctant sigh, she finally spoke, her tone tinged with ennui. "I don’t have my book." Externally nonchalant, inside she was churning with worry.

What if Peter had shared her eccentricities with the other Marauders, leading to some sort of bizarre hex? She had heard a rumor from a seventh-year Hufflepuff that they were involved in an eerie cult-like activity within the Shrieking Shack.

On the other hand, Peter was grappling with a jumble of thoughts, his mind a swirling vortex of nervousness. Staring at her, his book hung limply in his hand, his words stumbled and tripped in his mind, leaving him tongue-tied.

"We can, uh... share?" he eventually stammered, inwardly cringing at the crack in his voice. Her gaze lingered on him for a moment, and he felt himself shrink under her scrutiny, his cheeks turning a shade warmer than he'd have liked.

After a brief pause, Y/N nodded in agreement, shifting closer to him. This simple movement sent tremors through Peter's nerves, his palms clammy and his heartbeat resonating in his ears.

He tried to steady his trembling hand as he opened the textbook, attempting to act natural while his mind raced with a whirlwind of emotions.

The professor's voice cut through the air, announcing the next part of the class. "And with your table partners, you will be composing a six-inch essay on the effects of this potion, its consistency, and the brewing process—covering the standard topics."

Peter's heart felt like it had taken a sudden leap, only to plummet back into his chest. Spending extended time with Y/N was both thrilling and terrifying for him.

Meanwhile, Y/N couldn't help but internally groan at the prospect. The last thing she wanted was to be stuck working closely with a Marauder, especially since their presence seemed to come in a package deal.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗

Y/N SAT IN the cozy corner of the Gryffindor common room, Peter beside her on the red couch. Books, quills, and scattered sheets of paper were strewn across the table,

Despite the material at their fingertips, Y/N felt the weight of awkwardness settle in the air. Her posture was rigid, and words seemed to evade her.

Despite the material at their fingertips, Y/N felt the weight of awkwardness settle in the air. Her posture was rigid, and words seemed to evade her. She was acutely aware of the eyes of James and Sirius on them, making her heart race uncomfortably.

Across from them, Remus occasionally looked up from his book, his gentle smile a mixture of understanding and encouragement.

"So, is this one of the effects, or is it for a different aspect?" Peter's voice broke the silence, a seemingly innocent question that held the true purpose of engaging in conversation with Y/N.

She glanced at her book, hiding a small smile. "It says 'effects' right here," she replied, her laughter softening the atmosphere and putting Peter at ease.

"Yeah, come on, Pete," Sirius chimed in, appearing behind the couch with a mischievous grin. He rested his arms on their shoulders, pushing them slightly together.

Y/N stiffened initially, suspicion clouding her expression. However, a deep breath later, she allowed herself to relax. Perhaps Sirius wasn't up to his usual pranks this time?

Peter also eased up, mirroring her movements. The unexpected push from Sirius brought them closer, their shoulders touching.

Sirius released them with a satisfied whistle, striding away as if his brief interference had been entirely innocent. James struggled to suppress his laughter behind his hand, amused by Sirius's antics.

Neither Y/N nor Peter moved.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗

FOUR MONTHS, six days, and two hours had elapsed since that fateful day—an interval that hadn't gone unnoticed by Sirius, who was meticulously keeping track.

"Peter, it's high time you made a move," Sirius declared, his expression firm as he stared down at the groggy trio seated on the floor, all clutching their pillows.

Groans of protest filled the room, Remus's voice particularly raspy from sleep. His hair was in disarray, and his eyes struggled to focus.

"Did you have to wake us for this?" Remus complained, rubbing his eyes and stifling a yawn.

"Yes, because for the past two months, you two have been inseparable. Peter can probably recite her favorite shampoo brand by now. Don't you think it's about time?" Sirius's voice held an air of exasperation, his tongue clicking in annoyance.

James let out a long-suffering sigh, closing his eyes and burying his face into his pillow. "Do we have to go through this? Peter's practically sleepwalking at this point!" he protested, gesturing toward the disheveled figure that appeared half-asleep, barely registering the conversation.

"James, remember last year with Lily? You had us going through this every single night!" Sirius retorted, his hair a wild mess as he shook his head.

"I've even got bets riding on this, James. Marlene bet against me, claiming they won't get together this month. And I've staked my hair on it! My hair!" Sirius's voice reached an incredulous pitch as he emphasized the gravity of the situation.

Peter stirred from his half-asleep state, mouth hanging slightly open with a small trail of drool. "Huh? What's happening...?" he mumbled, his speech slurred and drowsy.

Sirius grinned, his grey eyes shining as he shook the boy back and forth by the shoulders. “We’re gonna get you a girlfriend, Pete.”

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗

THEY RELENTLESSLY attempted various schemes to portray Peter as a hero, a selfless gentleman, a smooth talker—anything to capture the attention of the girl he secretly pined for, the girl whose minutest details he knew by heart.

One strategy involved James hurling a bludger in her direction, supposedly for Peter to heroically intercept before it reached her. The outcome? A bloodied nose, an irritated Y/N, a sheepish James, a rolled-eyed Remus, and a barely-contained laughter from Sirius.

Then there was the attempt to make Peter appear exceptionally intelligent. They covertly provided him with answers to questions the professor posed, but alas, he ended up delivering the wrong responses half the time.

They even tried to coach Peter in the art of flirting, an endeavor that concluded with him crashing headlong into a wall while trying to charm Y/N on their way to class, leaving him with a concussion and Y/N understandably perplexed.

As the week neared its end, the boys found themselves somewhat disheartened. Despite their efforts, Peter seemed to have made little progress—assuming they had missed any subtle signs—and their attempts at pet-sitting for Y/N's cat had resulted in scratches all over them.

The cat was clearly not fond of their company.

Peter's mood was gloomy as he sat alone in the library, his posture guarded and defeated. His gaze was fixed hazily on a romance book titled 'A Guide to Love for Dummies,' which he had already read three times over.

When someone sat down nearby, he quickly tossed the book aside, looking up with a mixture of surprise and trepidation, only to meet Y/N's (E/C) eyes.

Startled, he took a shaky breath, his cheeks taking on a reddish hue. A similar change in color adorned her (S/C) skin, puzzling him even further. He cleared his throat, attempting to appear nonchalant as he rested his head on his hand, his other hand resting on his waist—an intended display of casualness that didn't quite go as planned.

His arm slipped, causing his head to thump against the table. Panicking slightly, he shot up straight, clearing his throat again.

"Y/N!" he attempted to deepen his voice, but it cracked embarrassingly.

"Peter." Her smile was warm, her gaze flickering between his flushed cheeks and his sparkling eyes.

"What were you reading?" Her inquiry was accompanied by a glance toward the book he had discarded. Unbeknownst to Peter, she was quite aware of his reading material—she had been discreetly observing him too.

“A- uh..Sports book! Yeah muggle sports book.” He said hurriedly, eyes widening when her hand made its way to rest in his.

“So uh- Peter I’ve been thinking about your little stunts with your friends.” She spoke, her soft voice turning serious.

She had alsways thought the Marauders were stuck up bullies, and that may be true to some extent she had gotten to know them over the time..getting to talk to Remus about things like books, life, walks. Being able to Talk to James, or debate with him about random things, not every getting really mad at eachother. Being able to Talk to Sirius about more Serious things- pun intended- the stars, gossip.

And being able to gaze at Peter when he was doing random things, and feeling a warm feeling in her heart, something that made her head spin , tummy twist and turn and a hard to get rid of smile bloom on her face.

Peter watched her, eyes wide and brows furrowed- lip darting out to wet his dry lips.

“I uh..” she trailed off, taking a deep breath.

Peter thought of all the words Sirius had said to him, what James had said, and pushed them to the side- there advice sucked. But he could rely on Remus’s advice.

And following Remus he did. His mouth moved before his brain, words spilling out. “I like you! Really like you..i like everything about you, i like how your serious face looks, i like your smile and how your eyes look when you do..” Peter continues to ramble about her, all while Y/N listens with parted lips, heart beating in her ears.

And in the end, lips jumbled together, expressed feelings and thumping hearts.

Peter was no longer a figure in the background, he was in the main light to the most important person of his life, he was no longer the full character, he had bloomed.

And instead of a dull flashing star in the night sky, he was one of the brightest, shining amongst the ones he was once in the background for. He was no longer the ‘The fourth Marauder’ he was ‘Peter Pettigrew’

[justtwotired]

Ekkk oh my gosh Marauders prompts! Peter is my favorite would you mind if I make a request for him x female reader please? (I understand if you don't wanna write peter unfortunately for me not many people like him which I understand but I still love him)

Prompt 19. “Who are you?”

I'm not great with plots so if you wanna write it differently that's fine but I was thinking something along the lines of reader says the prompt to peter in an argument that they're having because peters behaviour has been a bit strange. and he's started saying things around her that indicate that he's sympathetic towards voldemorts cause. and that he thinks magic should be for magical born people not muggle borns and that maybe we'd all be safer off just listening to voldemort and then there wouldn't have to be a war and reader understands that he's just scared but at the same she's slightly sickened that he could even consider that and she's just like wtf

Omg, I really didn’t expect to get a Peter request at all, and then it turns out to be the first! Yes, ofc, I love young Peter sm haha. Really there aren’t enough Peter fanfics!

Now, I’ll get started for this one.

Warnings: a bit of angst, yelling, kissing, killing, happy ending.

It’s was June 1978 and it was the last week at Hogwarts, for some, this felt different than for others.

Everyone was excited for the summer, finally no homework! Though they where going to miss Hogwarts of course. Then you had the seventh years, they felt different, of course they where excited, they where going into the big wide world!

Yet for this same reason they where nervous, maybe a little scared. And if these seventh years where already nervous and scared, we are headed for the topic of the few Gryffindors that where all called to Dumbledores office one day.

They felt the same, excited, nervous, scared. But this was for a whole different reason, because they weren’t going to find a new job yet, no, they where going to fight in a seemingly never ending war.

But right now, they tried getting their minds of of that, as all the seventh year Gryffindors sat on the couch talking and laughing, bringing up memories from the past years.

Mary McDonald sat on a love seat where two people would easily fit, but she had refused to move and occupied the whole thing. Remus Lupin and Sirius Black sat on the ground by the fire, Sirius trailing figures over the scars on Remus’ hand.

James Potter and Lily Evans occupied a love seat together, the latter sitting on his lap as he sometimes bent down to kiss her temple lovingly. Marlene McKinnon sat on the ground with Dorcas Meadows behind her in an armchair, combing her long nails trough her girlfriends hair.

Dorcas surprisingly was not a Gryffindor but a Slytherin, yet they had known her since fourth year and the group had told Dumbledore that he could trust her to also join the order.

Then there where Peter Pettigrew and Y/n L/n who had stubbornly occupied the whole couch as she laid her head in his lap and he was softly trailing circles on her shoulders with his thumb.

It was starting to get late and Marlene and Dorcas where the first to leave, Marlene bringing Dorcas to her dorm and probably staying there.

It didn’t take long before Peter and Y/n where alone and she turned on his lap, so instead of laying on her side she laid on her back.

She smiled up at him and he bend down to softly kiss her lips.

“Are you scared of the war?” He asked her after a while. “Pete! I thought we promised not to talk about it tonight!” She said and he shrugged. “Yeah, but that was before everyone left.”

She sighed and moved her eyes to the ceiling of the common room. “Yes, a bit, but I am ready to do what I have to do to stop this.” She said determined. “You?” She asked and he sighed.

“I’ve been thinking.” He said softly. “We could just… be save and not join the order…” he said and she looked at him with a bewildered look. “I’m just saying, what if we’d join you-know-who? That would reassure more safety then the order.” He said and she got up and took a step back.

“Peter, I really hope your joking, because this isn’t funny.” She said with a horrified look in her eyes and he quickly got up. “No, love, you don’t understand. I just want you to be safe, I just can’t lose you.” He said and she shook her head.

“But that is not the way to do it, Peter.” She said harshly. “I’m even surprised you managed to think about that. Next thing you know you are agreeing with his believes.” Her voice started to grow louder. “Do you? Do you believe that muggleborns shouldn’t do magic and that they should be killed?” She asked with raised eyebrows.

“No! No of course no-” but he couldn’t finish his sentence. “Do you believe it’s completely fine to enter someone’s house and kill their entire family just because of their blood?” She continued and he put his hands over his ears shaking his head. “Do you-” she started again but this time he interrupted her and yelled.

“Yeah! Maybe!” He said and then clapped a hand over his mouth, obviously not having meant it. She took another step back. “Who are you?” She asked with a shaking voice. “Who are you and what have you done with my sweet Peter?” She croaked out.

“No, no I did not mean that! You where just freaking me out I wanted you to stop!” He looked at her bewildered. “I know, I know it was a stupid idea and I know we would never want to join him. I’m just so scared I will lose you.” He said as he met her eyes with tears in his eyes.

“You are the best thing. That’s ever happened to me. I- I’d just do anything for you, because I love you so much. Of course we aren’t joining him, but at least just stay neutral. Don’t join the war at all, we’re both pureblood, we’ll be safe- you’ll be safe!” He said and she shook her head.

“I’m sorry Pete, but right now, I just need some time.” She said before walking off, headed for her dorm.

They didn’t talk for a few days and of course their friends questioned what happened, but they didn’t say a thing.

Y/n started to think about Peters words. She, of course, understood he really hadn’t meant what he said, she felt happy he wanted her to be safe, but she just wanted him to understand they also had the protect those innocent people being killed, she wanted him to understand that they could make a difference.

On their last day, Y/n just came back from telling a few hufflepuff friends that where a year below her, goodbye. She walked trough and empty hallway, looking at her feet when she bumped into someone.

He grabbed her by her waist to stop her from falling and she met with Peters eyes. He steadied her and then took a step back. “I’m sorry, Y/n. I really am. And I understand if you want to just- break up and not talk to me ever again, but just know I really love you.” He said.

“Peter, i need you to understand that I really want to join the order, I know I am risking my life, but what will it matter when we can prevent it from killing other innocent people?” She asked and he let out a sigh.

“I do really understand that, love. And I of course won’t tell you what to do and I’ll be behind you in every decision you make.” He took a small step closer to her. “I would never join the other side and it’s just something stupid I said after a few drinks and a long day.” He shook his head.

“It’s fine, Peter, we’ll just forget about it.” She said. And just like that. They continued with their lives, they joined the order, stopped many death eaters and never joined the other side.

Yet, that thought of Peter, that one night where he said those horrible things always sat in the back of her head. Taunting her and not leaving her alone.

One night, she had convinced James, Sirius and Remus to visit Peter who was sick and couldn’t join their meeting. It had just ended and when she suggested it, the boys thought it a rather good idea.

They apparated a street away and walked to Peters house, there, at the front door, they heard voices. “No! No I won’t do it!” They heard Peter and they shared glances and stopped in their tracks. “But oh, dear Pettigrew. If you don’t, we’ll kill you, because what are you going to do, it’s three against one.” Another voice spoke.

“I don’t care! I will not join you! I will not go with you, I will not betray my friends!” His voice started to raise. “Fine then, we’ll kill that little girlfriend of yours.” Another unknown voice said.

“You don’t even know where to find her. She’s in hiding and I can tell her to stay there. You think I’m stupid? If I join you, I’ll have to eat her out anyway, you’ll kill her anyway, I will not do that.” He said angrily. “Kill me if you want, I’m not joining you.”

The four shared glances before silently sneaking to the house and when they turned to corner, Sirius had a finger against his lips to silence Peter and not announce their presence.

They got the three death eaters with a surprise attack and Remus send a partronus to Moody who could come collect them with a few other Aurora as they knew he had headed to the ministry after the meeting.

“Peter!” Y/n ran into his arms and hugged him tightly. “I’m so proud of you.” She said and he held her, kissing her cheek and whispering reassuring things in her ear.

Two years later, the word about the prophecy got out. The Potters went into hiding and Peter became their secret keeper after Sirius backed out at the last moment.

While the Potters where in hiding, Dumbledore found out about the Horcruxes and he sent people in missions to find them. He even asked the help of Pandora Lovegood, who wasn’t in the order, to talk with the grey lady, as she was the only one the lady would talk to.

That’s how they found the diadem easily. Y/n and Sirius where sent on a mission to Malfoy manor, where they used a poly juice potion to look like the Carrow twins who where currently captured and being questioned by the order, unbeknownst to Voldemort.

They roamed the manor and eventually found the Diary who had been trusted to Lucius. It was hidden in his room under a lose floorboard, nothing Sirius couldn’t find.

They easily destroyed it with fiendfyre, which didn’t go unnoticed by Voldemort as he grew weaker and demanded Lucius show him the book, which he didn’t have anymore.

With smirks they tried to hide, they had found out the next Horcrux was in Bellatrix’ vault at Gringotts. Y/n has managed to pickpocket the woman and get the key and then got to take one of her hairs.

Not telling anyone else, they went on a self appointed mission and managed to destroy Helga Hufflepuffs cup aswel.

They had proudly told their story to the order, some where mad, others proud and many where happy they where one step closer to defeating Voldemort.

“It’s only one more, seriously, what is it?” Sirius had groaned at a meeeting and Dumbledore was silent. “I do not know. But we still have the Carrow twins. I think it better if we sent you two undercover again and find out.” He said and the two agreed.

They had to sit trough meetings where they watched as Nagini killed people and everyone grinned as it happened.

“Im sick of that snake killing literally anything it can find.” Sirius had told her as the stalked trough the halls of Malfoy manor. “Careful, there it comes.” Y/n had grinned and Sirius clenched his wants as his knuckles became white.

“Avada Kedavra!” Just like that he killed the snake and Y/n’s eyes widened as she looked at him. “Sirius! Sirius what did you do!?” She panicked, but then, she saw the black smoke rising from the snake.

“It was her… she was the last Horcrux!” Y/n’s eyes widened. “We- we have to find him! We can kill him now!” She had said.

This had failed and they had quickly apparated away when it was found they where not the Carrow twins.

In the end, Sirius did end up Killing Voldemort, but this was already a week later.

The Potters could come out of hiding, Peter too, as he had been in hiding as the secret keeper.

Years later, they stood on platform 9¾ where they waved at their kids. Harry was already in his second year. Y/n and Peters daughter started her first year today and the twins Remus and Sirius adopted also started today.

[siriuslysmoking]

vould you write jealous angry smut with Peter Pettigrew?

Mine

Pairing: roommate!Peter Pettigrew x Reader

Warnings: smut, degradation, name calling, alcohol consumption, cussing, dom!Peter, no contraception (this is fictional, you are not. wrap it up.)

Words: 1.7 k

Summary: Your roommate Peter gets a little jealous seeing you with a guy at a bar.

Notes: okay sorry it took awhile, I have never read/written anything about Peter so this is a first plus I had to do my research, if you know what I mean. I assumed you wanted young Peter, so it’s going Peter. I choose a Dane DeHaan gif but you can imagine him as anyone. I honestly hate this so much. but anyway here to long awaited Roommate!peter fic

After graduation you had moved in with a friend from Hogwarts, all of his other friends had partners or lived on their own. So when you mentioned you wanted to get a roommate he volunteered. You hadn’t been friends for long, just met a couple of months into your last year at Hogwarts.

Everything had been going smoothly, you got along, most of the time when one was working the other was home, so you both got privacy. The only time you two actually saw each other was before bed.

After you had first met Peter you were instantly attracted to him, but you knew since he was to be your roommate you could never admit it to anyone. So you made sure to busy yourself, if that was work, parties, other people, friends. Pretty much anything you could think of.

However, it had felt as if Peter was always around and you weren’t Necessarily complaining. He often hung out with friends, worked, and went out. But whenever you were both home at night it was impossible to avoid the tension between the both of you.

That’s when one Friday night you decided to get your mind off the dirty blonde boy and go out with some of your friends.

“Come on, let’s get a drink.” Lily Evan shouted over the blaring music, as you both traveled through the sweaty bodies around the club.

Once you both settled at the bar and ordered a round of drinks you both observed the crowd. “Oi, Y/n, guy with tattoos, to the left.”

“Huh,” you spoke to Lily, you moved your gaze to look down the long bar table. “oh.” You locked your eyes with a brunette, he looked in his late twenties which was fine but you were in your early twenties.

“Yeah, oh” Lily said back sarcastically.

“He looks a little old.” Mary suddenly came from behind you with the other two.

“Older men are hot.”

“Marls, you’re a lesbian.” Dorcas inquired, squinting at her girlfriend.

“So? I can still appreciate a man’s beauty.”

You laughed, shaking your head and looking away from the man down the table.

“Oh, I forgot to tell you, the boys are coming sometime tonight.” Mary said before asking the bartender for another round.

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You weren’t sure how you got here but you were pressed against the wall, with the tattooed man marking your neck. You slightly opened your eyes, feeling a heavy gaze on you.

Your eyes locked with your dirty blonde roommate across the club, his piercing blue eyes falling onto yours across the tainted rim of the glass he had against his lips. your lips was slightly ajar as you held your roommate's gaze. his eyes slightly darkened and he placed his glass down to the bar. James Potter was sitting next to him and trying to hold a conversation with his best mate but not realizing that Peter wasn't paying the slightest attention to the dark haired boy.

You tried to ignore the heavy weight of his gaze and removed your eyes from his. Pulling on the tattooed man’s hair to remove his lips from your neck and to connect them to your own.

Across from you, at the bar Peter downs another glass and hops off the stool.

“Mate- where are you going?” James stopped mid sentence noticing his friend's mental absence.

“I gotta go.” Peter muttered an excuse as he started to move through the hot bodies.

Once his eyes caught on the man’s roaming hands he lost it. He shoved the man off you and grabbed your wrist.

“What the- Peter!” You said in surprise, Peter started to tug you away from the man with a death grip on your arm.

“Come on man!” The man shouted, you had already forgotten his name. You could barely hear him over the loud music and Peter guided you out of the building.

“Peter, where are we going?”

“Home.” That’s all he said.

“Are you okay?” You ask wryly, you had made it down the street to where he had parked, he opened the door for you and spoke harshly, “Get in the car.”

You obliged but not without giving him a frustrated sigh.

“Don’t give me attitude, princess.” Peter spoke once he slide into the car.

The ride to your shared apartment was silent as you sat quietly in the passenger side of his car. Once you entered the parking lot and he parked you broke the silence.

“Pete-“

“Shut it.” He dismissed you as he got out, he waited until you followed him out of the car and then he made his way up the stairs to your apartment. He opened the door aggressively after unlocking it. You walked in after him and watched as he started to take off his jacket.

“What is wrong? I don’t understand why you're freaking out-“ suddenly your back was pressed against the front door. You let out a small gasp as you felt Peter press into you, feeling his hard bulge press into your stomach.

“What’s wrong?” Peter mocked you. “What’s wrong is that your walking around like a fucking slut when you have no right to give yourself to anyone but-“

You interrupted him, “what are you on about? Are you upset that I was kissing that guy?”

Peter chuckled, “huh…” he paused, moving closer to your face, inches apart, you could smell the alcohol on his breath. “Yeah, actually, for some reason you think you can just go up and kiss anyone. Let them touch you when… when you obviously don’t belong to them.”

You furrowed your eyebrows, “Who? Who do I belong to, then?”

“Me.”

“Peter.” You breathed out, his face moved to the crook of your neck, he started to kiss down your jaw and onto your neck.

“You think you’re allowed to let him touch, no one’s allowed to touch what’s mine. ‘Cause you belong to me and so does your body.” Your breathing quickened as his lips trailed lower.

“Peter.”

“Walking around and acting like a filthy slut.”

“Your slut.” That’s all you said, his lips stopped and he slowly looked up to see your head laid back, your eyes closed and your lips agape.

“That’s right.” He said, his lips leveling with yours, “my slut.”

He leaned in closer, enough for your lips to brush against each other. You nodded to his words, looking to his lips to see a sly smirk growing upon them, then he smashed his lips against yours.

You gasped, giving him entrance to your mouth, his tongue explored your mouth as your hands trailed up to his hair. “Jump” he whispered against your lips.

You did as he asked and he wrapped your legs around his waist and carried you forwards to his bed. Once you got to his bedroom you were tossed onto his bed, he was quick to follow you, he was on top of you, his lips moving from your stomach up to your neck.

You hummed in agreement as he leant back, while you tried to chase his lips.

He tutted, shaking his head, “You don’t know how many times I’ve heard you, touching yourself when you think I’m asleep.” he smirked, “What do you think of?”

“You.” you sighed, leaning your head back on the door, “It’s always you.”

“Really, princess.” He smirked as his hands started to travel down your frame.

“Mhm.” Your body arched into his hands unconsciously, needing more.

“Aw,” He cooed, “My desperate little whore.” He started to swiftly undress you until you were on your back naked. His fully clothed body was pressed into you.

“These,” his hands wandered to your breasts, pinching and rolling your nipples. “Are heaven.” He lowered his mouth onto your nipples.

“No-“ you protested, “need more, want you in-“ he cut you off by shushing you.

“I know, I know.” He quickly unbuckled his belt and pulled his pants down onto his lower thighs, his boxers were next.

“Now.” you whine, inpatient, needy, and desperate.

“Oh.” he cocked his head, “you wanna tell me what to do?”

“N-no, I just- please.” you begged. You lifted your hips to press into his but his hands shoved your hips back into the bed.

“Huh.” he shook his head at you, sitting up, pulling his pants lower and lifting his shirt up. His finger went lower on your body until he reached where you needed him the most, he gathered your slick and rubbed it up your slit, circling your clit. Once you release your first moan he pulls back making you whine.

“Shut up, You desperate little slut.” he chuckled, mockingly. Without telling you he was pushing into you, you moaned on instinct.

“Pe-peter.” you moaned, trying to grind on his cock but his hand that still rested on your lower abdomen restricted you. Peter rutted into you, moving his hand from your stomach to your legs, wrapping them around his hips. Peter let out a breath moan as he kept his pace even. You knew you werent gonna last long, not with his thumb circling your clit and his cock hitting that spot.

He wasn’t either with your tits bouncing with every movement of his hips. 

“‘m not gonna last.” you murmured.

“Me neither.” he shook his head in the crock of your neck.

“Come, come inside of me. Please.” you beg, wanting him to fill you out.

“Are you sure?” he panted into your neck, you hummed in response.

“You ready? Come with me.” you nodded at Peter's words.

“You ready? Now.” he breathed both of you releasing together. The knot from your stomach untying in a wave of pleasure.

“Fuck.” Peter panted, moving his head to lock your lips once again. “Fuck, you’re beautful.” he spoke as he slowed down his movements.

“You are too.”

[astraeaalstroemeria]

Peter Pettigrew Masterlist by Astraea

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Peter Pettigrew

He is the deemed as the outcast of the Marauders group. He was very shy yet calm and supportive of his friends. Not that many girls flocked around him during his youth. But his friends did all they could to include him and treated him with such respect, love and trust. So why did he betray them?

oh, who you are is not where you've been (one-shot) (soon...)

somewhere in the haze, got a sense i'd been betrayed (one-shot) (soon...)

i belong with you, you belong with me? (one-shot) (soon...)

[robynlilyblack]

Shes underwater again - Send me a situation along with a character and i’ll write a lil blurb (e.g sirius black x shy! fem! reader on their first date) could you pretty please do y/n is peters girlfriend but the boys haven't told her about the animagus situation yet. In defence against the dark arts her boggart turns into an army of rats and lil petes like oh no what do I do now meanwhile remus is trying so hard not to laugh and sirius and james have lost it and y/n's is so confused at how they find her boggart so funny (I love peter but rats freak me out so bad I can't even go near hamsters or just anything even rat like just eww)

Nope

Peter Pettigrew x fem! reader 

Summary: Peters finds out his girlfriends boggart

Warning: swearing

A/n: 0.6k words, the idea of a swarm rats reminded me a little of dishonoured, this is such a funny idea too I love it! Thank you for the request, I hope you like it x

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You sighed in relief as you and the boys finished the last of the glass containers in the DADA classroom “Can we go?” Sirius asks your professor

“Not quite, since you all decided to skip yesterday’s lesson to turn the Ravenclaw’s quidditch gear pink…” you all start sniggering before shutting up as the man glares “…you lot missed our lesson on boggarts, therefore one of you must volunteer to cast the Riddikulus charm on theirs…only then are you free to leave” he says smugly looking at the five of you “So, who will it be?”

Remus and Sirius collapse into themselves, you knew why, James and your boyfriend also looked a little nervous so you decided to go for it, hoping they’ll remember that the next time you ask them for something “I do it” you volunteer

Stepping towards the rattling wardrobe you pulled out your wand, you really had no clue what was going to come out “Ready?” he asks

“No” you half scoff gaining chuckles from your friends and a small eye roll from your professor

He opens the wardrobe, at first nothing happens and a part of you hoped the boggart decided to go on vacation, but then little things started scurrying out of it…rats! A swarm of them coming towards you, nope fuck this, you think as you scramble onto the nearest desk yelling as you go

“Ew no, ew…no no no nope-ity nope” you squeal shaking as you stand on the desk the rats running around in a circle around it “Please do something” you bounce up and down on the desk hoping your friends would help but they’re…laughing?

Sirius and James have lost it, bent over in contagious laughter while Remus’ lips are pressed together as he tries his best to contain his, your boyfriend however looks mildly nervous, okay mild was an understatement, maybe was he scared of them too?

“Pete help please!” you plead gaining his attention, fluttering your eyelashes his face softens 

“Use the charm pumpkin, imagine them wearing little hats or something” he suggests even if there is an evident lump in his throat

You nod taking your wand and picturing all of them with little top hats “Riddikulus” you say but nothing happens, you bounce a little more on the balls of your feet psyching yourself up before trying again “Riddikulus…yes!” you celebrate as the rats run back into the wardrobe with cute little top hats…they still freaked you out but at least they looked amusing now

“Well done miss Y/l/n…” you teacher nods closing the wardrobe and locking it “Now get off of my desk and out of my class room” he eyes you and the boys, his tone light hearted

Sirius and James turn to Peter as you slip off of the desk bashfully “I know what I’m buying you for Christmas” James teases

“Oh…” Sirius taps James arm quickly “…get a monocle too”

“Shut up” Peter hushes as you join his side “Hi Pumpkin” he gives you a cringy smile

“That was something” you giggle “I’m getting you lot back for laughing at me though” you point at them before turning to your boyfriend “Can we get out of here rats give me the heebie-jeebies” you shiver clutching onto his arm making the boys chuckle “Stop it” you pout

“Course” Peter says giving the boys a weird look as he heads to the door the boys parting and bowing as he passes 

“Right this way oh gentle Pete” Sirius says

“I tip my hat to you” James gestures as if he has a hat earing a discreet elbow to the gut as Peter passes him

As you exit you turn to Peter “What was that about?” you ask confused

He shakes his head kissing your cheek “Nothing, don’t worry your pretty little head about it” he says and as you hug him his brain goes into overdrive, maybe we’ll just never tell her

Thank you for reading 💛

[princesspuffle8]

I know we hate him (as a fandom) but he gets a ring too (I will do one for all the characters in marauders era and some special feature characters if requested from the golden era).

Anyways without further ado, here is Peter Pettigrew’s ring for you. It’s ummm rather unique to say the least. He doesn’t want to take any advice from his friends because he feels like they just don’t understand his taste. (Also he’s jealous of James being rich and Sirius coming from money too, albeit an abusive family. Plus he doesn’t trust remus’s taste because he’s weary of his muggle parents). So he forges his own path and gives you a bold ring which he thinks is rather gyffrindor of him (it’s not).

It’s bright red and flashy, but he got scammed and the jewels are made from glass so he makes up for it by making it so they can glow in the dark. Not the prettiest but he thought of you so it counts right?

[avalynlestrange]

Peter Pettigrew

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PETER PETTIGREW

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[remuslovebot]

sirius black being the cockiest mf ever trying to impress his crush and she is not impressed in the slightest to the point he starts getting really shy around her because he no longer knows how to act if his usual bravado doesn't work

but turns out just being his dorky, vulnerable, and still (softer) flirty self works like a charm!!

Sirius would totally the most cocky and immature tactics to get you to go out with him. it would be romantic for sure. im picturing the dance number that heath ledger sings in “10 things i hate about you.”

I hope you enjoy!

𝐂𝐚𝐧’𝐭 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐌𝐲 𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐎𝐟𝐟 𝐘𝐨𝐮 | 𝐒.𝐁

summery: after Sirius gives up on his boastful ways of flirting, you turn the other cheek and notice the popular marauder is sweet and dorky on the inside.

warnings: not proof read. one inappropriate joke, but that’s all 🫶🏻

pairing: sirius black x reader

Sirius Black was a charmer. That was for certain. Rumors spread like the plague of his roughish ways. You were not a fan of him, which was unfortunate for you because he was a fan of you. Constantly. Every chance he would get, he would flirt you up in the hallway.

“Hey y/n, what are you doing later?” He would ask you. You replied with, “McGonagall’s transfiguration essay.”

Sirius just smirked and returned with his cocky banter, “That’s a shame, I wish you’d do me instead.” He grinned, James and Peter behind him laughing.

It wasn’t genuine, or at least that’s how you felt. You rolled your eyes and replied with, “You wish, Black. In your dreams.”

You walked away with out seeing or hearing Sirius’ response. It frustrated you to no end that he would joke that way. You wanted to save him the trouble. He was obnoxious and too cocky for your own liking.

You missed when he was sweet and genuine. Not the popular boy that has become a staple at Hogwarts.

Sirius on the other hand, genuinely did want you. But no other tactic had gotten him a date. The rumors were misconstrued and he put on a cocky front. But in reality he was just as shy and dorky as he used to be.

One night after a hogsmeade trip, you were reading in the Gryffindor common room. It was a nice quiet night by the fire place. But all of a sudden, Sirius showed up, sat in an arm chair near you and started playing with wizarding cards.

“Could you keep that down?” You asked him, looking up from your book.

You expected a witty and cocky calculated response, but instead Sirius looked flushed. He ran a hand through this shiny hair and nodded, a little shy.

He gave up on impressing you and being so boastful. What did he have to lose? “Yeah sure, sorry.” He replied.

Sirius’ response continued to surprise you. Where were his annoyingly witty comments and jokes? Why wasn’t he flirting?

“Are you okay?” You asked, now a little confused.

“Yeah I’m fine,” he replied, lookin over at you. In his mind you looked so beautiful sitting by the fire. “Urm—actually I wanted to apologize. For making you so upset. I just think you’re really pretty an all. But I’m taking the hint and I’ll stop.”

He sounded so sweet about it and vulnerable. This was the Sirius you liked. The genuine one.

You smiled softly, “Thank you for the apology Sirius. I appreciate it. But you really think I’m pretty?” You asked.

He nodded, continuing to be sincere in his response. “Yeah, could never take my eyes off you love?” He said. It was straightforward and flirty but absolutely adorable and dorky.

You blushed. Why couldn’t be t he like this all the time?

“I like you like this.” You said, with a small smile. Sirius flushed.

“Y-you-u do?” He asked, a little surprised. This was the first time you’d shown him affection.

“Yeah. I mean when you aren’t being so boastful and cocky around me. I like the genuine you, Sirius.” You said.

With that, he sat up and walked over to the couch. He sat next you and both were facing each other.

“Sooo, I guess what you’re saying is???” He teased. You lightly pushed him and laughed.

“I’m saying if you tried to ask me out in a less boastful way. I would say yes.” You explained, blushing.

Sirius felt like he’d won the jackpot. “Really?! Uh I mean oh that’s cool.” He said, earning another giggle out of you.

“Y/n, will you go out with me?” He asked, sincerely.

You nodded, “Yes Sirius, I will.”

[milesmoralesluvs]

james: where's sirius, y/n, and remus?

peter: playing hide and seek.

james: where?

peter: ...

peter: i'm not sure you get how this game works.

[4remus]

[ellecdc]

A Man With a Plan.6

prologue // p1 // p2 // p3 // p4 // p5 // p6 // p7

Remus Lupin x whimsical!reader - Hogwarts Era (no Voldemort) - Soulmate AU

CW: swearing, mostly fluff, funny moments with friends, no plot just vibes [crystal dialogue prompt courtesy of keke the unstablereader 🫶]

Though Remus was undoubtedly relieved that you a) knew of his affliction, and b) forgave him for his arseholery, he was admittedly a little more than slightly disappointed that very little had changed between the two of you.

Which made no sense on account of the fact that he never planned on anything changing between the two of you to begin with; he was discontent, nevertheless. 

“Oh, good, Y/N’s here. Listen, how the hell do I stop the nargles from stealing my things?” James shouted as you approached the table. You looked like you had perhaps only been prepared to say hello and carry on, to which James was having none of it and nearly bodily forced you onto the bench next to him. 

“Hello, Jamie. Do you have your cranberry seed oil infused corks?” You asked as you obediently took your seat.

James scoffed and pulled out a lanyard from under his uniform which, lo and behold, had a cork attached to it smelling very much like cranberry seed oil. “I literally never go anywhere without it.” He said as if you had asked a particularly ridiculous question.

You hummed and Remus watched a divot appear between your eyebrows as you scrutinized what Remus assumed was James’ aura or some other such entity. “Well, I don’t see any around you, James. What makes you think you have a nargle problem?”

James groaned dejectedly and turned back towards his lunch. “All of my things are missing! It started around the time you went missing.” James stressed, still not having completely forgiven you for your disappearance at the last full moon. “It was my school tie, and some socks, a quill set my mom got me at the start of school, and now I can’t find my herbology textbook!”

You hummed again and seemed to look around the table as if you’d somehow find his belongings there. “Perhaps you should ask your friend Peter.”

Remus heard Peter choke on his pumpkin juice as James, Sirius, and Remus all turned to look at him. 

“Uh...haha, so, funny thing...” He started, cut off by an indignant squawk from James.

“You were stealing my stuff!? Why!?” He cried.

Peter’s cheeks pinked though a pleased smile graced his lips. “You were so worried about Y/N being missing and the nargles taking your things. I thought a funny prank would lighten the mood; I wouldn’t get a chance like that again!” He defended himself. 

“You are so dead.” James muttered as Peter (wisely) took off out of the Great Hall with James hot on his heels.

“Alright Y/N.” Sirius started, throwing an arm over your shoulders. “You’ve gotta tell me; how’d you know it was Petey boy?”

A shy sort of pride painted your features and Remus thought it was the most beautiful you ever looked. “Wrackspurts.”

Sirius’ smile fell slightly, but the amusement never left his eyes. “Wrackspurts?” 

You nodded in agreement. “Mhm. His head was full of them.” You said simply as you took a piece of cut strawberry from James’ abandoned plate and popped it in your mouth.

Sirius nodded with a look on his face that seemed to say ‘fair enough’. “And how’d you know about this one?” He asked, motioning towards Remus with his head.

“About his affliction, or about his soulmate bond?” You asked as if you were simply talking about the weather.

Sirius cocked his head as he considered you. “Both.”

“His aura...or I suppose Moony’s aura.”

Remus felt his eyebrows recede into his hair line. “Moony has an aura?” He asked you.

You nodded in the affirmative. “I’m assuming you’re right-handed?”

Remus nodded numbly.

“Most of the lunar cycle, Moony’s aura sits around your left shoulder. As the cycle moves closer to the full, he resides on your right. Also, sometimes when I’m near, he tries to come closer. Would you say that’s true?” Your serene tone did nothing to calm the racing of his heart.

“Well, I’ll be damned.” Sirius said, interrupting Remus’ internal struggle. “There really was nothing you could do to hide from this witch, huh Moons?”

Remus chuckled self-deprecatingly and looked down into his lap in a little bit of shame. Your smile never faltered, however. 

Peter and James returned then; James with a self-satisfied grin on his face, and Peter with his hair, shirt collar, and tie in disarray. 

“What’s so funny?” James asked as he sat beside you, smacking a platonic kiss to your cheek as he winked over at Lily from her spot further down the table, whose face turned a shade of red rivaling her hair at having been caught watching James.

“Remus and his last two braincells trying to keep Y/N away from him.” Sirius snickered. Remus kicked at him under the table which caused you to jump. He apparently had missed his mark and had kicked your shin by accident. 

“Fuckin’ hells, dove. I’m so sorry. Are you okay? Oh my gods...” 

Sirius barked another laugh as Peter whispered a quiet ‘dove?’

“Oi! You really have lost your gobstones! Can’t believe Moony’s the dumbest one out of all of us now.” James said as he checked your shin for injury under the table. 

“Remus isn’t dumb.” You defended the dumb bastard. 

“Well, you can’t say he’s very smart here, dollface.” Sirius conceded.

You hummed and shooed James away from your leg. “Wisdom was chasing him; Remus was just always faster.” 

This time, poor Pete lost his pumpkin juice completely as he sputtered mid-sip. You didn’t even seem to realize you’d said something particularly funny (or devastating) as James nearly fell off the bench in a fit of laughter and Sirius pulled you into his side.

“Oh, for the love of Merlin. Remus, please, can we keep her!?” He said in between bouts of laughter, wiping away a mirthful tear from under his eye.

Remus had no objections. 

What Remus hadn’t agreed to was this.

Remus understood that allowing Moony (and...himself) to keep you around meant that he would ultimately have to share you. He knew that he’d have to share you with James, he’d have to (rather unfortunately) share you with Regulus, he’d have to share you with Pete and Sirius who seemed just as enamored with you, and he’d likely eventually have to share you with Lily, Marlene, Mary, and the rest of his friend group.

He was however not in the slightest prepared to have to share you with the likes of Barty Crouch Junior. 

Remus had, quite happily, found you studying in the library alone and asked politely if he could join you at your table. The two of you had been studying in companionable silence when Regulus showed up. No matter, Regulus was quiet and diligent in his schoolwork. 

Then, Sirius had shown up perturbed that his baby brother and his best mate were hanging out (to which both Regulus and Remus vehemently denied, seeing as they were both here studying with you, not each other), and insisted he be involved. Though Sirius struggled with the whole sitting-still-and-quietly thing, he more or less managed to join the three of you without much fuss.

But then James showed up, which sparked a long and arduous debate between he and Regulus regarding which entity was worse – wrackspurts or nargles – to which you weren’t even a part of save for each of them calling to you in need of an explanation every so often. You would look up from your book and answer them politely before returning to your schoolwork as if you weren’t surrounded by complete idiots. 

Remus was lovestruck. 

And then Barty showed up.

“Y/N, Y/N, Y/N, Y/N, Y/N, Y/N.” Crouch screeched as he ran through the library completely ignoring the shushing from other students and string of curse words following him from the crotchety librarian. 

“Hello, Bartemus.” You greeted the banshee serenely.

“Quickly, darling.” He started before promptly dumping a large sack of tumbled rocks and gems in front of you. 

“Where’d you get all of these?” Regulus asked incredulously, reaching to pluck a small stone that had rolled over to his open book.

“Never you mind that!” Barty shouted as he swatted his hand away. “Y/N - light of my life, apple of my eye - which of these crystals will help me piss of my dad the most?!”

Once again appearing completely unperturbed by the general chaos around you, you perused the crystals set before you. 

“Well, Carnelian can invoke passion.” You said as you plucked a red stone from the pile. “Garnet can invoke intense emotions: jealousy, anger, fear. I recommend pairing it with gold – maybe place it in a gold setting for a necklace or something similar. Dravite will bring up unresolved emotions...” And soon, two red stones and a brown stone sat in your palm as you held them before Barty. 

“Pfft, figures.” Barty grumbled. “Red and gold never fail to piss me off either.” He sneered, looking pointedly at the three Gryffindor’s seated at your table. Remus was not necessarily proud of the low growl that the comment elicited from him, but he was proud of the restraint he showed when Moony was screaming in his head to tear the fuckers head clean off his scrawny body. 

“Bartemus.” You chided gently, looking up at Barty standing above you like a parent might look at a particularly troublesome child: full of love.

Remus hated it. 

“Sorry my sweets.” Barty cooed at you and ran a finger along your cheekbone. 

Remus hated that more. 

“Mr. Crouch!” The librarian called, finally having caught up to her problem student.

“Well, I must be off.” Barty called casually as if it was completely of his own volition that he now vacate the premises. “Keep the rest, beautiful angel face. Much love!” 

And he was gone. 

Thank Merlin. 

“The friends you keep.” James muttered as he shook his head in disappointment as if he wasn’t one of said friends you keep.

“Oh, Bartemus is not so bad. Perhaps just a little misunderstood, and a little more than maniacal.” You put simply. 

James was shushed loudly by the librarian for his laughter.

“I’ll go check on him.” Regulus said as he stood. He barely spared the Gryffindors a glance as he nodded politely at you. “I’ll see you later, Y/N.”

“Goodbye Regulus.” You sang to him, smiling brightly like he had just been anything more than sort of polite to you.

Remus once again figured that was as much affection as Regulus could ever show. 

“You boys are welcome to help yourselves to the crystals. It’s a wonderful idea to take the ones that speak most to you.”

James exclaimed gleefully as he started to browse the many stones in front of you. Sirius’ face piqued in interest as he quickly plucked the most sparkly stone on the table.

“Jamie, you should bring this one to Lily.” You said as you handed him a small, slightly translucent pink stone. James didn’t bother asking questions such as ‘why?’ or ‘what is it?’ or even ‘should I be worried?’ before he accepted it, punctuating his ‘thanks angel’ with a kiss to your hair before he was racing out of the library.

“What stone was that?” Remus asked, unable to quell his curiosity.

“Rose quartz.” You responded simply.

“What’s it do?” Sirius asked.

Your mouth quirked in thought. “Stones don’t really do anything. They just encourage what’s already possible.”

Sirius rolled his eyes earning him a defensive kick in the shin from Remus. 

“What does rose quartz encourage, dove?” Remus placated.

“Love and affection.”

Remus nodded and watched as Sirius pocketed two more shiny and sparkly stones before his expression was painted with mischief. “Say, Y/N. What crystals should our dear Moony here have?”

Remus couldn’t even bother shooting his mate an unimpressed glare when your face picked up excitedly and you began sifting through the stones. He watched just as animatedly. 

After a few moments, you proudly displayed a small palmful of stones. 

Remus placed his hand palm up beside your much smaller one and relished in the intimacy of you gently transferring the stones into his palm; your hands gently brushing in the action.

“What are those stones?” Sirius asked curiously.

Remus swore some bashfulness painted your features as you pointed the stones out in Remus’ palm. He was thankful for the continued contact as you explained them all. 

“This is amethyst, which supports calmness; rids the mind of negative thoughts, and promotes dreamless and restful sleep.” You explained, causing Remus to nod his head. That could be helpful.“This is obsidian which helps one process their emotions.” That one earned a snort of laughter from Sirius. “Jasper is supposed to provide support during stressful times. This is moonstone which...well...I suppose that’s self-explanatory.” 

Remus hummed but couldn’t help but notice you failed to discuss the last stone sitting in his palm. He wasn’t going to push it, however.

“And the pink one?” Sirius asked sharing no such qualms, lips quirked in a smirk and eyes full of mirth. 

You cleared your throat awkwardly, clearly feeling slightly self-conscious, but explained it nonetheless. “Rose quartz to encourage love and trust.” 

Remus would usually consider himself a generally skeptical person: but you may have just converted him.

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[justtwotired]

“Back the fuck off.”

Summary: you and Regulus recently broke up over stupid teenage reasons. It was a really bad fight and you two haven't spoken since, though both regret your actions. At a Gryffindor house party, he spots you kissing Mathew smith, the Gryffindor seeker, who Regulus absolutely despises.

Pairing: Regulus Black x Gryffindor!reader

Warnings: swearing, kissing, fighting, a bit of sexual assault.

⬇️unamused⬇️

Regulus stands at the drinks table with Barty as they are being pure Slytherins looking around with judging and cold looks. Neither of them wanted to come to said party, but Evan -who was currently participating in a round of beer pong- insisted they went.

His eyes travel the crowd and he spots them, making him narrow his eyes. He knew she was doing it to spite him, he knew even she hated Smith, but there she was, sticking her tongue down his throat.

"Ohh, she is playing with fire." Barty seemed to start enjoying the party the moment he followed Regulus gaze. "Shut the hell up." Regulus head snapped towards him and then his eyes traveled back to the girl and that stupid idiot she was kissing.

His hands where slowly starting to roam under her clothes and that's when he couldn't take it anymore and pushed himself of the table making his way towards them.

- 15 minutes earlier -

"They are absolute morons." Y/n shook her head as she watched Sirius and James jump of the table they'd just been dancing on. "Tell me about it." Remus rolled his eyes.

She took a sip of her drink as she watched the boys make their way over to them. "Oh, their coming pretend you don't know them." Peter said and they all quickly avoided eye contact with the two boys. "Oh haha, you're so funny." Sirius said sarcastically.

His eyes fell on Y/n and they narrowed. "Boring again, I see." He said as he eyed the glass with clear liquid in her hands. "But thinking about it, I could use some water," he took it out of her hands and a horrified expression formed on her face.

"Sirius no wait-" but she was to late and he took a sip and moments later spit it out, coughing. "Y/n, you absolutely menace to society." He said handing the glass back to her.

"Are you alright, pads?" James asked laughing. "I am, but she isn't, what psychopath just casually sips straight vodka." He grimaces and James' eyebrows race.

"What? It's good, you're all just over dramatic." She said taking another sip, making Peter chuckle a bit, as he himself had made that same mistake before.

They all looked up at the sound of the portrait swinging open and watched an excited Evan and annoyed Barty and Regulus walk into the common room.

Y/n rolled her eyes, and then they landed on someone and a smirk formed onto her face. "Y/n, no." Remus said and she looked at him. "What do you mean no?" She asked.

"Regulus just walked in and your wearing that smirk? Whatever your planning, no." He said and she rolled her eyes and giggled. "It's just a bit of fun." She said, standing up to leave the couch and pushing the glass into Sirius' hands.

"Here, you can have that." She says and he looks at it in disgust. "No thanks." And puts it down.

"Smith, hey." She greats the seeker and he turned to her. "Y/n, looking ravishing as always." He said with a shit eating grin as he looked her up and down and stopped at her chest.

She would slap him in the face if it wasn't for her plan just unfolding:

Make Regulus as jealous as possible.

"I can say the same about you." She said, her words slightly slurring. Smith took a step closer, snaking an arm around her waist. Everyone in Hogwarts who had a brain knew he had liked her since fourth year, which was one of the reasons Regulus despised him, but also the other way around.

Everyone in Hogwarts with a brain also knew Smith was an actual, selfish, prick. He had a reputation of cheating, one girl even claimed he had cornered her once, but no one knew if it was true, as she had a reputation of lying.

"I heard your single now." He grinned as he pulled her closer, his breath smelled like alcohol. "It was such a shame you where with... him." He sounded disgusted at the last words.

She let out a sarcastic laugh, starting to maybe regret her decision a little bit... but only a little.

"Well, that's over now... sooo." She trailed her finger passed his white button up. She looked up at him and he smashed his lips against hers, she pulled him closer, deepening the kiss.

Her eyes fluttered open to look around the room and they landed on Regulus who wasn't looking at her as his eyes traveled around the room, but she could see them slowly make their way over to them and she closed her eyes again as Smith tongue slipped into her mouth.

They broke apart for a moment before they kissed again and slowly his hands started to travel, one slipping into her skirt and the other under her top.

His lips detached from hers and made their way to her neck and then he whispered in her ears. "Seeing such a beautiful girl like you with a Slytherin. Tsk, I'll show you what it's like to be with a real guy." He whispered before going back to kissing her neck and his hand suddenly slipped into her panty's.

She was taken by surprise but before she could do anything about it, someone else did.

Regulus had made his way trough the crowd, pushing people aside and watching as Smith went further into her skirt and kissing her neck, it made his blood boil.

"Back the fuck off." He said and Smith looked up and grinned, taking his hand out of her skirt, and Regulus almost thought she looked relieved.

They made eyes contact and he narrowed his eyes at her. "What do you want." She said, obviously with alcohol in her system. "Indeed, what do you want?" Smith asked as he put and arm around her waste and his finger tips rested under the band of her skirt.

"I want you, to get your filthy hands of her." Regulus said with a threatening tone. "And why would I do that? Such a pretty girl, and she isn't yours anymore? I wouldn't even have cared is she still was, I had plans anyway." He laughed dryly and Y/n looked rather horrified as she questioned if that would have been against her will.

"Leave her alone." Regulus demanded and Smith smirked. "And why would I do that, she seemed to be rather enjoying me."

Suddenly, Y/n started to really regret her decision, and grabbed his wrist to stop him from going any further. "What is it baby, you don't like it?" He asked and she sighed and squeezed her eyes shut.

"Stop, I want you to stop." She told him and he huffed. "You don't tell me when to stop." He said and pulled the hand on his wrist away with his other hand.

She knew she had gotten herself in this situation, it was her own fault, but now she really wanted to get out. Suddenly he let go of her and Y/n hadn't processed the sickening crack.

Regulus had punched him right in the nose and blood was rapidly streaming out. His grey eyes fell on Y/n who stared shocked.

He grabbed her arm and then dragged her out of the common room and eventually stopped in a hallway.

"What is wrong with you?" He asked angrily. "Do you know how much worse that could have been?" He asked, he was furious as he turned his back to her.

"Honestly, Y/n that was such a stupid move! And for what? Making me jealous? Well it worked, happy now?" He turned to her as he yelled, but stopped as he watched her.

Her hands where shaking and tears streamed down her face. His features softened as he walked towards her and took her hands in his, placing a soft kiss on each of them.

"It's alright." He whispered to her and she shook her head. "No, no it's not, I'm so sorry, it was a stupid move. I didn't think it trough." She said as more tears streamed down her face and she sniffed as her nose was now full and starting to run.

He wiped away the tears with his sleeve and kissed her on the forehead. "It's alright, Ma Cherie." He whispered as he hugged her. "Come, you need to get some sleep." He said and then led her over to the Slytherin dorms.

She was sitting on his bed as Regulus took a T-shirt and sweatpants out of his closet. He hands rested on her top and then looked at her. "May I help you here?" He asked and she nodded.

"Use your words, darling." He said softly, he always requested she used words when asking for her permission to do things like this, as he didn't want her to regret later.

"Yes." She croaked out and he slowly lifted it over her head and helped her pull the clean shirt over her head. He did the same with the pants and then tucked her into his bed.

He changed out of his clothes to, and joined her, pulling her into him and kissing her forehead. "I love you, my little dove." He said and she murmured something along the lines of "I love you too." Back before falling asleep.

[siriuslysmoking]

Young Roommate!Peter Pettigrew jealous smut coming your way soon!