#young peter pettigrew smut

[proserpina-magnus]

soil and dirt part two? where he fucks ‘mad and needy’ reader

As requested, pt 2 ;) , might make a pt.3... maybe.

Soil & Dirt PT.2 

Link to Soil & Dirt 

Prompt: After Peter leaves you unsatisfied in the greenhouse, you have to wait till lunch to get your reward. 

Word Count: 1.8k 

Content: NSFW, angry & frustrated reader, described femine reader, pussy eating, clit play, bit of crying, cocky & soft Peter cause I said so, bit of dirty talk, revenge ;) 

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Lunch was a disaster, your mind a constant battle with the present and past. Your body felt heated, upset, and wounded from Peter’s sinister games. Face red with either flustation or frustration, your fork in a death grip as you puncture a grape. 

Lily took notice, and so did Mary but she knew better than to worsen your state so she kept quiet. Lily, however, could not do the same. 

“You alright?” She asked, taking a bite out of her sandwich as you pulled on a smile. Your panties drenched with a certain type of lust only your boyfriend could achieve, you nod anyway. 

“Yeah of course,” you say, chewing on your fruit as you hear a sweet laugh fill the air, a mix of a deep chuckle and pure amusement. Your eyes look over, seeing Peter’s head leant back as his group of friends raved over some silly joke. 

This time, a strawberry was stabbed and the fork scraped forcefully against the bowl. A tad more force and the utensils would have broken, much like your earlier ruined orgasm. 

You thought bitterly to yourself, watching him eat his sandwich like he hadn’t just played you for the fool you were. How could he sit there and laugh? Wasn’t your pain enough for him to bow down and become insufferable with grief? You had to look away, a pout on your lips that Peter just noticed as he turned to see you. His smirk widened, seeing your tense shoulders that he would later sink his hands into and wind down your anger with battled pleasure. 

You finished your food quickly, organizing your used plates neatly on the table as you got up and walked swiftly past the boys. Peter watched you pass, eyes narrow as you pushed your chin out and didn’t even spare him a single glance. He realized his mistake and sighed, watching your hips taunt before you turned the corner and headed down the hall. 

Your steps lead you to the Gryffindor portrait, arms crossed as you lean against the wall and wait for your troubled boyfriend. The longer you wait the more you feel desperate, breath uneven in whispers. 

You get excited at the sounds of footsteps, heart racing as you dampen your angry stance and try to look more fluent. But it was only a second year passing by; your eyes closed in irritation, arms folded back over your chest as the young boy took notice and hurried away down the hall. 

A few moments pass, Peter's head seen down the stairs as his body later follows until he is standing right before you. You turn your head, not offering a word while waiting for him to open the portrait so you can finally get the ending you deserve. 

“If I didn’t know any better I’d say m’love is upset,” he starts, you glare and hold back your tongue so you don’t yell at him in front of the paintings. “Open the door Peter,” you say, having to look away from his teasing smile as he steps in front of the singing lady and says the password. 

Once it opened you slid under his arm that held the door, walking into the common room, not sparing it a second look before heading straight up the stairs to the boy's dormitory. Peter follows close behind, watching your skirt swish with the movement. 

You turned to a corridor, walking through it with quicker steps as you knew what awaited. Anticipation motivated you, hand leapt out and turned the door knob as you opened it and walked into the window-lit room. 

Your legs carried you to his bed, falling onto it as Peter shut the door behind you. He kicked off his shoes, watching as you got comfy on your stomach and head tucked into his pillows. 

A series of complaints then started, muffled by the fabric and Peter knew he’d have to spend the rest of the afternoon winning you over. He leaned on the bed, knees dipping into the mattress as his hand came to rub your exposed thigh. 

“Don’t touch me,” you speak loudly, lifting your head and turning to look at him. He sighs, continues to place his hand on your thigh and gently squeezed the muscle. 

“How am I supposed to make you feel better if I can’t touch you?” He asks reasonably, hand travelling quickly as it disappears briefly under your skirt. His fingers just graze your ass before you turn on your back, swatting his hand away with a matching frown. He bites his lip, seeing your daggers for a stare and places his hands on his thighs. 

Your eyes look briefly down at your skirt, then to his trousers with a full pout. Peter wasn’t a genius but he knew what that meant, he knew better than to leave your desperate stares unnoticed. 

Your stomach fluttered, making it impossible to express your feelings. Frustrated tears welled up behind your lash line, leaking down your cheeks as a sob racked through your body. 

“Oh, baby,” Peter's voice whispered softly, his face deepened with concern as he cupped your cheek gently and rubbed away leaking tears with his thumb. “'m sorry, I was being mean wasn’t I?” 

“Mh-hm,” you hum, pulling away from his soft hands and hiding your face behind your own shaky ones as you wipe at your tears. They didn’t stop, your chest rising with each sharp inhale as you tried to remain situated. You wanted Peter to know how angry you were but it was coming out in emotional distress. 

“I was so close Peter,” you exhale, voice pale from crying as you look at him with culprit-induced eyes. He nods, lips in a frown and you can’t help but find it attractive. 

“Let me make it up to you,” he offers, tucking hairs away from your wet cheeks as he pulls them behind your ears. You nod, breathing in slowly as the tears shortly stop. He smiles, lifting your chin and placing a long kiss on your lips. Once you kiss him back a grin replaces his frown, trailing his lips down your jaw and towards your collarbone. 

“Did I tell you how pretty you looked in this outfit?” He asks, lifting the loose blouse that was tucked into your skirt. You don’t fall for his kind words, still upset from his earlier antics. “Don’t soften me up, m’angry,” you huff, in which Peter chuckles and unbuttons the shirt swiftly. You let him pull it down your shoulders, leaning up a bit so he can toss it away onto the floor. 

“I can tell, that’s okay I’ll fuck you good and you’ll be my sweet girl again hm?” He whispers against your naval, kissing up until your bra hides what he once felt this morning. You sigh, his eyes looking up at you as he unhooks the garment and slides it off your shoulders. “I didn’t hear a no,” he grins, you rolled your eyes and felt his warm lips kiss the valley in between your breasts. 

“M’getting the silent treatment?” He asks, breath tickling your goosebump-ridden skin and his fingers massage your aching mounds. His thumb rolled over your nipple, leaving you little time to get used to the feeling before his tongue licked over the perk bud, swirling it gingerly before sucking greedily. 

A pretty gasp left your lips, back arching just enough to press yourself against Peter's looming body. You grinned, mind happy with the pleasure as your fingers threaded through his hair and pushed him down your stomach. Peter listened without words, his finger hooking the hem of your skirt and helping you wiggle out of it. He kissed under your navel as he pulled down your soaked panties, tossing them somewhere you won’t be able to find. 

“Fuck,” he rasps, fingers running up through your folds and collecting the desperation. Your hips twitch as his finger nicks your clit, hips grounded to try and get closer. He looked up at you, seeing your forced pout. “Made you wait like this?” He asked, a bit proud of himself that he could achieve such a state. 

You nod, combing back his messy hair as you pull him closer between your parted thighs. “Yeah, s’mean and rude!” You chanted, upset at the thought as Peter shakes his head. 

“Bit mean of me I’ll admit, but the wait makes it feel better,” he promises, his baby blue eyes intimate with your own. You pull away, still furious but your stomach knotted at his gaze. “Oh shut up, m’waited enough,” you mumble and he agrees with you, licking up your slit and blowing teasingly against your swollen clit. 

“Oh Peter, fuck,” you whisper, moving your legs so they rest against his shoulders. Your thighs shake, and his tongue continues down your folds, pushing his tongue inside. Your hips melt, fluttering at his touching and you press yourself further into his face.  He rubs your clit with his thumb, pressing in with deep circles. 

You bit your lip as you leaned your head back against his pillows, throat exposed as you let him toy around. It wouldn’t take long until you were sobbing and releasing all over his face. You hated how he was right, the waiting made it better. So much better. 

Cheeks flushed, eyes rolled back inside your skull as gasping moans filled the room. Peter's sounds muffled against your body, possibly enjoying this more than you. His cock was hard, leaking against his boxers. All morning his mind was filled with images of his cock stuffing you, he’d fuck you for hours if he could.

“That’s it! That’s it!” You whined, desperate as your body warmed and a sensation built up quickly. Peter’s thumb never faulted as his tongue still prodded your gushing pussy, suffocating once you trapped his head in between your thighs and lost it once your climax released. 

Your thighs are sticky with sweat, gently prying off his head as he pulls back and breathes properly. His eyes are shining, matching his glistening lips as you bring your head back. 

“Fuck that was good,” you pant, tits rising with each inhale as your fingers untangle from his blond locks. He nods, sitting up on his knees as he unbuckles his trousers. 

“Uh-uh,” you taut, closing your aching thighs and hiss at the friction. He squinted his eyes, letting out a sharp, “what?” as you watch his cock press painfully against the fabric. 

“You can wait till after dinner,” you hum in thought, turning around and leaning over the bed to fetch your panties. Peter gets a full view of your swollen goods, his breath hard as he watches you hide the pretty sight behind the fabric. 

“Are you kidding me?” He asked, sitting confused on his ruffled bed as you quickly put on your outfit. You just buttoned up your shirt and tucked it into your skirt as you leaned over, kissing him with a giggle. “It’s better if you wait,” you explain with revengeful eyes, quickly slipping out of his room and waving with an innocent smile. 

He watched the door close, cheeks flushed with red as he licked over his lips, the sweet taste invading his senses. “Fucking tease,” 

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[petitemistletoe]

rewrite your elvis fic why’d you only call me when you’re high but with one of the marauders?

Title: Why'd You Only Call me When You're High?

Pairing: Sirius Black x Reader

Warnings: smut, angst, drugs, old school rocker vibes

Word Count: 1.9K+

A/N: this could only be written about Sirius I'm sorry! He's so rockstar coded! happy holidays y'all :)

… The mirror's image, it tells me it's home time

But I'm not finished, 'cause you're not by my side

And as I arrived I thought I saw you leavin', carryin' your shoes

Decided that once again I was just dreamin' of bumpin' into you

… Now it's three in the mornin' and I'm tryin' to change your mind

Left you multiple missed calls and to my message, you reply

"Why'd you only call me when you're high?"

"Hi, why'd you only call me when you're high?"

Sirius finished his line of coke, flipping his head up and sniffing harshly. He gave himself a long look in the mirror. He looked great, obviously: leather jacket over a bare chest, a tangle silver and gold necklaces of varying lengths cascading down his neck to his chest. Most of his tattoos were visible and his pair of leather pants were impossibly tight. His fingers were adorned with a number of rings and his hair was that perfect combination of messed up and carefully styled. His eyeliner was smudged around his eyes and he couldn’t quite tell if his eyes were so dark from the eyeliner or from the lack of sleep. 

Sirius couldn’t remember the last time he had had a solid night of sleep, but that was the nature of touring. Of course his bandmates weren’t like he was. James was boring and married with a kid, who Sirius obviously doted on, but James spent all his time when they weren’t performing or practicing with Lily and Harry. Remus was dating this guy Grant who really got under Sirius’s skin. Was it because Sirius and Remus had had a fling, an excellent mind-blowing fling, and when Remus pushed for more Sirius said no and Remus moved onto Grant? Maybe. Was it because Grant was disgustingly kind and sweet and felt like the absolute antithesis of Sirius? Maybe. Was it because Grant had gotten Remus into tea and biscuits rather than coke and pills? Maybe it was that too. And then there was Peter. Peter, bless his heart, tried his absolute best but the coke made his nose bleed, pills made him constipated, and liquor made him vomit. So most nights after a show, James would go home to Lily and Harry, Remus would go home to Grant, Peter would go home to god knows who (probably his cats or gerbils or whatever), and Sirius would go anywhere but home. 

He had liked groupies, townies, the international girls and guys, but he liked you most of all. You were a bit of a forbidden fruit, you were his brother Regulus’s best friend, but that made it all the more appealing. Sirius only went home, only spent the night in his bed, if he knew you would be there too. 

Sirius dialed your number as he made his way home in the backseat of his limo. He was rolling something that he wasn’t sure if it was a joint or a cigarette as the phone rang. He did a double take as he drove past Newt Scamander’s house. Newt Scamander was an old school rocker, a living legend basically, and even though he was a little past his prime looks-wise, he was still a sex symbol. But it wasn’t just Newt’s house that caused Sirius’s double take, it was the fact that he thought he saw walking out of Newt’s house, carrying your phone in one hand and your heels in the other. Sirius shook the thought from his brain, figuring that he was so high he probably just saw a tree branch or something. Sirius got your voicemail but he knew, despite the late hour, that you were not asleep. He dialed you again. And again. And again. Until finally he heard your voice.

“Why’d you only call me when you’re high?” You sounded annoyed but he just laughed it off as he walked into his house, stepping out of his boots and kicking them off somewhere, stripping his sweaty clothes haphazardly and letting them fall off his body haphazardly. 

“That’s how you answer the phone? No hi?” Sirius teased, falling back on his bed and stretching his sore muscles. 

“Hi.” You said pointedly, “why’d you only call me when you’re high?”

“I’m not high.” Sirius said, taking a long drag of his spliff. 

“It’s three in the morning, Sirius.”

“Come over baby.” Sirius crooned. 

“You’re still talking the same shite you always did.” You were rolling your eyes, Sirius knew you were. 

“It’s harder and harder to get you to listen, baby.” Sirius said, a bite of annoyance coming through. He was on the come down from his earlier line and and was getting irritated. 

“Luckily for you I’m incapable of making alright decisions. I’ll see you in a few.” You disconnected the call. 

Sirius finished his spliff and began to roll another one. There were a few messages on his phone from James, he was probably up at one of those late night feedings for Harry. He started to read through them when he heard his door open and shut and after a few moments you were in his bedroom, crawling your way up the bed towards him. 

“That was fast.” Sirius frowned. Usually it took you at least fifteen minutes to get from your place to his, even in the dead of night when no one was out on the street. 

“You complaining?” You asked, pulling your shirt over your head as you straddled him. Sirius was going to question things more but suddenly your tits were in his face and he forgot all about that. 

… Somewhere darker, talkin' the same shite

I need a partner, well, are you out tonight?

It's harder and harder to get you to listen

More I get through the gears

He buried his face between your tits and groaned,

“This is my favorite place in the absolute world.”

“Well make yourself useful, Black, and stimulate my nipples.” You said, gripping his hair harshly. Sirius obliged, wrapping his lips around one of your hard nipples and his nimble fingers flew to other one, tweaking and pinching it. You were grinding down in his lap against his hard-on until his lips moved from nipples up around the curvature of your breast, then up your clavicle, then up your neck, until he got up to your lips. Before he could connect his lips to yours, you pulled back and made your way down his body and wrapped your hand around his cock. Sirius gasped as you ran your hand between your legs to lubricate it and then started jerking Sirius off. You laid flat on your stomach between Sirius’s legs and continued jerking him as you lightly sucked one of his balls into your mouth. Sirius went from the light gasps to strangled, intense moans and he felt like his lungs were about the collapse. 

“Get up,” he choked out, “I need to be inside you.”

You lifted yourself up and without much warning you seated yourself on Sirius’s cock. Sirius groaned and held your hips hard in place, preventing you from moving. 

“Sirius, come on.” You whined, your nose touching his as you tried to move again. Sirius released his grip and started fucking up into you hard. Sirius lifted his jaw, capturing your lips in a deep kiss. You pulled away harshly, pushing yourself up so you were no longer pressed against his chest. Sirius thought about saying something but then you moved your hips in the most delicious way and he forgot all about it. Sirius pulled you off of him and flipped you over, bending you over so your chest and face were pressed against the mattress and your hips were up in the air. There was a tattoo at the base of your back that had have been new. He pushed into you, his hands grasping your hips like he was about to fall off the edge of a cliff. 

He was close, so so close to finishing, but he was distracted by the tattoo on your back. It looked like a constellation, it was vaguely familiar looking, maybe it was something that he had studied in an astronomy course. One of the stars on the constellations was darker than the rest and it had a small green glow mark around it. 

“Did you snort too much or something? I’m getting rug burn here.” You said, turning and looking over your shoulder at Sirius. Sirius’s eyes snapped back up to yours and as he locked eyes with you he came. He always tried to pull out but he was caught off guard this time that he came inside you.

Incapable of makin' alright decisions, and havin' bad ideas

… Now it's three in the mornin' and I'm tryin' to change your mind

Left you multiple missed calls and to my message you reply

"Why'd you only call me when you're high?”

“Fuck Sirius!” You snapped, jumping off him and running to the bathroom. 

“Sorry,” Sirius murmured. It was weird…that tattoo was so so weird. It felt like something was sitting on chest he was so strangled by the idea that he had seen that exact constellation before.

“Fuck Sirius,” you repeated, walking back into his room and shaking your head, “I gotta get a morning after pill tomorrow.” You walked over to Sirius’s discarded tight leather pants and pulled out a few crumpled up bills that were in his pockets. “This is why I fucking hate having sex with you when you’re high.”

“I’m not high,” Sirius said weakly, still staring at your tattoo as you were bent over digging through his pockets.

“You only ever call me when you’re high.” You said, straightening up and starting to pull on your clothes.

“You aren’t staying?” Sirius felt like he was running out of time.

“I, uh, have to be up in the morning so I need to have an…early night.” You said, not looking Sirius in the eyes. 

“Am I starting to bore you baby?”

"Hi, why'd you only call me when you're high?"

… And I can't see you here, wonderin' where am I

It sort of feels like I'm runnin' out of time

I haven't found all I was hopin' to find

You said you gotta be up in the mornin'

Gonna have an early night

And you're startin' to bore me, baby

“I’m fine, Sirius. I just have an early morning.” You said in a snippier tone than Sirius had ever expected to hear from you.

“What’s that tattoo on your back?” Sirius stormed across the room and grabbed you by the arm harshly. 

“It’s the constellation Leo.” You snapped back, glaring up at Sirius.

“And what’s the glow on that star?” Sirius didn’t know why he was getting so upset but his blood pressure was only continuing to rise as he looked at you and thought about that tattoo.

“You really don’t know?” You smiled cruelly. “You really don’t recognize it.”

“What is it?” Sirius could feel his nose bleeding and he wiped at it. There was a streak of smeared blood on his cupid’s bow.

“It’s the star Regulus.” You grinned.

“Why’d you have to be such a bitch?” Sirius screamed.

“Why’d you have to be?” You retorted.

“Why’d you always lie?”

“Why’d you only call me when you’re high?”

Why'd you only call me when you're high?

… "Why'd you only ever phone me when you're high?"

"Why'd you only ever phone me when you're high?"

"Why'd you only ever phone me when you're high?"

"Why'd you only ever phone me when you're high?”

[regulusblcksgf]

i like to think Sirius called Regulus ‘reggie’ in public all the time (and got hexed once) and cheer for him every time he would do something that was minimally against the rules by proudly screaming without restraint

[maeblack]

„Yeah love?

- some deep desire you want to tell me?“

Paring: young Sirius Black x reader

Warnings: includes smut –> teasing, kissing, sex and a very annoying James Potter

also, English is not my first language and I’m doing my best, so please be patient with me and be warned :)

Word count: 3643

Summary: while history of magic got a bit boring Sirius and you didn’t pay attention at all. So it leads to a bit teasing in class. But finally as class ended everything didn‘t work as planned.

My fingertips slide along his tights over to his lap. „Aw someone’s needy“ Sirius exclaimed smirking with a sugar sweet voice. He raised his hand to grab a strand of my y/h/c hair, so he could play with it. His eyes followed every single action his fingers did. I already knew what he was up to which made me breath in sharp. „You might not want to start something you can’t finish“ he said now looking directly into my eyes. I shivered as I hold my breath. This influence he had towards me was a curse and blessing together. „Who say I can’t finish this?“ I whispered as my glance travelled along his face. „Well- “ he smirked and put his distinctive Sirius Black look on. As professor Binns raised his voice again Sirius turned his gaze forward.

But I knew he didn’t pay attention. How could he? Slowly I guided my fingertips along his thighs and over to his mid again. A smile played around my lips as he took unnoticed a deep breath in, to control himself. Suddenly, as his fingers let go of my hair and traveled down to grab my thigh, I bite my lower lip. A well known feeling appeared in my stomach, as his hand traveled up even more. The teasing was amusing.

Until Sirius hand reached my mid. Now it was my turn to stay in control. I sighted slightly, at the loss of his touch while his hands traveled down at the inside of my thighs. He chuckled at my reaction. He played it cool, but I could see in his gaze how much my little teasing affected him, like his did me. As I got lost in my thoughts, my fingertips slid from his thighs over to his mid a bit to harsh. In the suddenly new action a moan escaped his throat. He bit his lower lip, the moment he released what happened. I suppressed a laugher. Than my gaze flew carefully around the classroom. Everybody seems to mind their own business. If somebody had heard us then the two in front of us.

James sat now, after he had to swap seats with me as a punishment last week, right in front of us, next to Lily. Professor Binns thought James and Sirius would be more concentrated if they wouldn’t sit next to each other. How wrong he was...

Neither James nor Sirius nor me were now paying attention in his class. The only one who did was Lily. But how could it be otherwise.

I exchanged a nervous gaze with Sirius. He looked a little bit shocked but now a mischievously grin appeared on this lips. Non of the two in front of us seemed to know what happen a seat behind them. Lily starred strait at the board where Professor Binns stud, every now and then she added something to her parchment. James leaned in his seat facing her, not paying attention to anything except her. I sighted in relief.

But the next moment a shiver ran down my back as I saw Peter staring at us. I nudged Sirius, who didn’t noticed the same I did. One of his hands already started to play with my hair again, the other tightened his grip around my thigh. „Hm?“ he asked thoughtlessly. Then his gaze followed mine. Peter sat next to Remus, a seat near Lily and James. „What?“ Sirius mouthed questioning as if nothing happened. Peter turned around to look at Professor Binns before he started to mouth an answer. „What the hell?“ I whispered confused „I literally didn’t understand one word“. „Me neighter“ Sirius hissed concentrated. I rolled my eyes not sure if he really hadn’t understood. „If you have it, give a word“ I uttered, while my fingertips travelled playfully up and down his thighs again. But now Sirius didn’t seem to care either, about what Peter had said. His eyes already searched up my face and followed every little move I made.

The moment professor Binns ended class, Sirius stud up abruptly. I looked up at him grinning. „Y/n, can we please go“ he than begged wispering as I didn’t move. The expression on my face got more amused. „Now“ he declared emphatically. „Sure“ I nodded as I took his reached out hand. „Hey, where are you two going?“ Remus asked interested as Sirius was about to hurry out the classroom. „I thought you said you would be learning after class...“ he mentioned. Sirius cleared his throat. „How are we supposed to do our essays without books, my dearest moony?“ he assured. Remus raised an eyebrow. „Actually I was talking to y/n...“ he than informed Sirius. I giggled. „But good for you if you do something too, pads“ he laughed „I don’t want to help you again, the evening before the essay has to be finished“. Sirius intertwined our fingers while waiting impatiently and searched for my glance. „Fine than Sirius and I will go upstairs and grab our books... we‘ll see you after in the common room, okay?“ I listed. Remus nodded. „Oh but I will join you a bit later, because I promised Professor McGonagall to tutor a few third years...“ he reminded. „Yeah me too“ Lily added. „Just the best of the best“ James joked appreciatively. Lily rolled her eyes annoyed. „Shut it Potter“ her voice nearly cold. I exchanged an amused gaze with the others. „Maybe James said more than enough this period of professor Binns class“ I speculated grinning. „Of course he did“ Peter confirmed. James made a face towards us visibly annoyed.

„Okay than see you later guys“ Sirius smirked as everyone of us went their own way in the hallways. Around the next corner he crashed his lips into mine and pinned me against the wall. His lips placing kisses along my jaw down my neck. „Sirius“ I managed to say „we can’t stay here“. I giggled while I pushed him away slightly.

Harshly he pulled me in for a kiss. His hungry lips crahed into mine. I sighted into his mouth as he pulled me closer and guided me on his lap, while he sat himself down on his bed. His hands cared along my back until they were placed on my waist. I could already feel the heat coming up in my stomach. My fingertips traveled along his chest enjoying every moment of it. Than they reached their well known place in Sirius soft hair. He broke the connection of our kiss breathlessly. „So needy today, hun?“ I asked mischievously. „Oh yeah“ he exclaimed grinning before he closed hungry the space between us again. Now slipping his tongue into my mouth. Both of us fought over dominance. But the moment my mid stoke against his, he sighted. Which let my take control for once. I laughed into the kiss. Yeah, he was really needy today. A miracle how he managed class like this. The moment I started unbuttoning his shirt, the door was opened. I winced by the sudden interruption. Sirius sighted at the loss of my touch. „Oi, did everything ends up with you two making out?“ James shouted over as he entered the dorm. Only now Sirius opened his eyes in confusion. He hadn’t realized that his best mate had entered the room, until his own moans were replaced with the joking voice of James Potter. I cleared my throat. „Is this a rhetorical question or do we have to answer this?“ I asked trying to sound amused. James laughed as he dropped himself on his bed. Sirius chuckled at my answer. „I thought you two just wanted to grab something... and I thought you didn’t meant an orgasm“ James joked. „Well... Luckily we don’t have to do it on our own, like other people in this room“ Sirius replied cocky. I chuckled. James just starred at us for a few seconds instead of answering. Then the room went silent, until Sirius raised his voice again. „What exactly are you doing here prongs?“ he questioned reproachful, now looking at James. „Oh nothing special... I just live here“ James answered while getting comfortable in his bed. It didn’t seemed as if he would leave soon. I sighted as I was about to get up from Sirius lap. But as he didn’t removed his hands from my waist I was forced to stay there. He bite his lower lip and growled slightly, as I bumped into his lap again.

„James, don’t you have to do something else than laying in bed? For example planning how to ask Lily out? Or by Merlin just doing your essays?“ I asked as I looked up at him. „No... to be honest“ James started and continued with a waterfall of words. But I didn’t listened. I couldn’t even manage to catch a clear thought. „Bloody hell, prongs just bugger off“ Sirius interrupted him annoyed. James looked at him in surprise.

„Okay, now that you two don’t want my company either“ he than said pouting while he was about to stand up from his bed. But suddenly he paused his doing. „But you know what? Only because you two where here first you can’t tell me not to be here“ he ended his sentence. „What?“ Sirius gasped. „Oh hell... bad day“ I uttered more to Sirius addressed than to James, who answered instead „Yeah even I have a bad day sometimes“. I sighted while covering my face with my palms. „I bet now comes the fucking story?“ Sirius barked. „Yes because you asked so nicely, padfoot...“ James assured grinning sarcastically. „What did I do to deserve this today??“ Sirius expressed dramatically. „Oh come on... I’m not that boring. Plus I will make it short for you“ James declared „but don’t be in such a bad mood pads, otherwise y/n will probably search for a new guy to have fun with...“. „Oh I want to see your mood, if you would lay in bed with lily, snogging and I would come in and tell a story nobody wants to here...“ Sirius mumbled aggressively, holding himself back. „If this will happen I‘ll remind you“ James challenged eyebrows raising. „For sure“ Sirius replied while letting his head sink back into the pillows „just continue with your story time so we can finish what we were up to“. James didn't have to be asked twice.

„Could you just sit still?“ Sirius hissed through clinched teeth. „Hm?“ I hummed questioning not getting what he wanted. „You’re sitting very comfortable on my dick“ he whispered „and if you‘re moving, it drives me this kind of crazy...“. He broke up his sentence. But he didn’t have to finish it, the heat in my stomach already started burning at his words. „And if you won’t stop I can’t hold myself back any longer... and than it might happen that I just don’t care about prongs on the bed next to us“ he declared while his voice got more and more mischievously. „I‘m sorry“ I said smirking with an excusing expression on my face. „But sitting still dives me crazy“ I admitted as I tried not to move. Now Sirius started grinning at me „I think you‘re very needy too“. „Maybe“ I whispered smirking. For a moment Sirius went quiet as he glared over to James, who gestured wildly while talking about this and that, lily here and lily there, quidditch and class and so on. „Slowly I begin to just don’t fucking care how bad his day was because he is just about to ruin my day too“ Sirius exclaimed growling. „As if you ever cared within the last ten minutes?“ I announced „He talked about I-don’t-know-what longer than I heard professor Binns today in class“. Sirius nodded. „how selfish...“ was the last thing I heard from him, than now James loudly started to plan a new idea about how I cloud help him with lily so that he would be the guy who is snogging in this dorm. And suddenly I heard myself raising my voice and interrupting them both. „James just shut the fuck up“ I shouted. It went silent and James looked at me in shock. „In the moment I really don’t care“ I growled „you know, I can handle much, okay? But this is clearly to much... you can’t just come in here while you saw us snogging and report how bad your day was while I have to sit on Sirius boner and have to listen to your bullshit“. Sirius opened his mouth but closed it again without admiring some of his sassy comments. James stared at me for a second and than just started laughing. My face fell. Now I was the one who stared at him in disbelief. „What’s your fucking problem today, prongs?“ Sirius questioned irritated. „Just get out of here... now“ he added growling while gestured wildly. James lifted himself up from his bed, still laughing, and walked over to the door. He slammed against the frame while he opened. „How long did I make it?“ he asked now. „What the fuck“ Sirius exclaimed as he sat himself up. Than Peters voice was heard „doesn’t matter. You won“. „Yesss“ James cheered. „What-“ I turned around to make sure I understand right what happened. A bit to fast, I noticed, as Sirius moaned slightly. I suppressed a laugher. „Ow you will get this back, believe me“ Sirius hissed towards me. „Yeah? Prove me“ I challenged. „I would love to“ Sirius smirked with a raspy voice. My stomach clinged at the tone of his voice.

For a second I totally forgot my anger until James addressed his speak to us. Again. „I clearly have to say sorry“ he announced. „What?“ I asked now in more than just disbelief. In James’ face no sign of sorry. „Wormy and I made a bet, as the two of you were in here for so long. That’s why I had to give you two my company as long as I could“ he explained mischievously. I raised my eyebrows at his explanation. Not able to find words for this. „I will kill you, Potter“ Sirius growled through clinched teeth „I will kill you both after this“. James grin disappeared but in his eyes a shine of amusement as he raised his eyebrows appreciative. „And that’s the moment where we have to leave“ he than announced and bowed „much fun you two“. „You deserve it“ Peter added grinning before he closed the door behind him. „Yeah better leave“ Sirius affirmed. „You own me your poisons essay, wormtail“ James informed Peter while their steps became more quiet in the hallway.

Still not sure what just happened, I turned back to face Sirius again. His expression relaxing while they formed a choky grin as he locked eyes with me. His eyes searching in mine while he stroked a strand of my hair behind my ear. I took a deep breath and felt my body began relaxing too. „What a pair of idiots“ I sighted nearly soft as I got lost in Sirius dark gray eyes. „Yeah“ he hummed. His face only millimeters away from mine. I closed the last space between us and pressed my lips against his. The kiss started soft but got more intense with every second. My hands at their so familiar place in Sirius hair. He let his tongue slid along my lips to beg silently for inlet. I opened my mouth as I sighted. Now welcoming his sweet taste. I adored it always, like it was the first time I could taste it. His hands disappeared under my shirt until they pulled it over my head. Then he began kissing down my jaw and neck as I unbuttoned his shirt and stroke it off. I moaned slightly as he nibbled on the sweet spot in my neck. I already knew tomorrow everyone would be able to see his work of art. But I didn’t care. Slowly I leaned into his chest which made him sank down into the mattress. The moment he felt the soft pillows in his back, he flipped me over, so he was on top. Sirius worked himself, with kisses and soft bites, down to my breasts. His hands traveled to the back of my bra as I arched my back. He freed my breast only to attack them with kisses and licks. I sighted enjoying. Now his eyes met mine. I swallowed hard against my dry throat. He hunched over me to connect our lips again. My hands around his neck while my fingers played with his hair. One of his hands slowly made the way down to my mid. The so long awaited touch made my whined. Sirius chuckled at my reaction. „Maybe now I can satisfy your desire“ he forewarned me. Before he slipped his hand underneath the fabric of my skirt and slip. I moaned out at the unexpected touch. His long fingers parted my folds and slided over my clit. „Already so wet for me, love?“ he asked while pulling back his hand only to get rid of my clothes. The sudden cold let me shiver. But with the bare touch on my tights, while he parted them, the heat in my stomach came up again. Then he began placing kisses from my breasts down to my mid. A few millimeters before he reached the place I needed him the most, he stopped. I sighted at the loss of touch, only to whined as he suddenly placed his thumb on my clit. „Sirius“ I whimpered as he didn’t move. „Yeah love?“ he asked innocently „some deep desire you want to tell me?“. My hips begann to move slightly. But this made him only press his thumb harder against me. I was about to say something as he suddenly rubbed his thumb at my clit. I moaned out at his fast movements, not able to form words. Nearly a moment before I thought I would reach a high he stopped and took a long, slow lick against my entrance and clit. I catch breath barely. „I promised you, you will pay for that sooner or later“ he admitted with a grin. „Sure“ I breathed out while I let my head fell back. But in the next moment he parted my folds again and licked along them. A moan escaped my throat. His licks got shorter with every moment. My hand traveled down and grabbed a handful of Sirius dark hair. The heat in my stomach grew bigger and bigger. But every time I was about to get over the high, Sirius stopped his doing and found something new to tease me with. Now without warning he slides his middlefinger into me. I moaned out his name, as he continued licking while his finger started bumping into me. He added a second finger which made me whine out even more. „You’re so tight as always“ he mumbled soft against me while he circled his fingers inside me.

„You think you can handle me already, love?“ he asked after a few more thrusts. I nodded, as he looked up to meet my eyes. I pulled his face up to mine for a kiss. The softness from his lips calmed my body down. I fiddled on his trousers until I pulled them and his boxers down. Slowly I tangled my fingers around his chock. While he started moaning into the kiss. After a few movements of mine, he broke the connection of our lips to take a deep breath. I smiled soft as I admired him while he moaned out my name. „Already showing me what your beautiful hands can do for me...“ he announced whispering. As I got a bit faster his breathing got shorter. But the moment before he could reach his high, he grabbed my wrist and guided my hand to his lips. Only to place a kiss to the back of my hand. Now he hunched over me, his face millimeters away from mine. Then his tip stroke against my entrance as he locked eyes with me. I whined out, the moment he gently bumped his first thrust into me, while he moaned a slow and raspy „fuck“. His rhythm became faster as the moans got louder. Sirius‘ hand traveled down my body until he reached my clit. I whined out as he began circling around it. I reached every few seconds a new high. Quickly his circles against my clit became rubs. Together with his thrusts, I was about to drove crazy. I arched my back while I felt the heat in my stomach grew overwhelming. „Sirius“ I whimpered „I- I‘m…“. „Shht it’s okay love“ he whispered in my ear „Come for me. Come all over me“. His words gave me the final push. I felt the heat floating through my whole body and my legs started trembling a bit. My mid clinched around him. Which made Sirius moan out my name while he sat his final thrust. His chest now sinking into mine and his face buried into the crock of my neck. His arms tangled around me, pulling me closer. While my hands placed in his hair, softly stroking through it. I closed my eyes enjoying while I catched breath again. His sweet scent all around me.

After a few moments Sirius rolled over to his back and pulled me with him. Now my head rested on his chest. With my eyes closed again I relished his calm breathing and his fingers which played with my hair. „Y/n?“ he softly asked. „Mhm?“ I hummed nearly half asleep. He chuckled slightly at my response. „I really love you“ Sirius admitted „I hope you know that“. I smiled and looked up to meet his eyes. „I know... and I love you even more, better keep that in mind“ I whispered.

[remuslovebot]

the marauders daring debut | a rock band au

so i am completely OBSESSED with this idea!! the marauders as a rock band would be perfect and i might make some x reader fics for it but in the same universe.

PLS SEND ME REQUESTS 😤🥺

- guitarist! james potter x reader or bassist! james x reader

- drummer! sirius black x reader

- lead singer! remus lupin x reader

i already have playlists and the link for them will be here.

pls send me requests! i will do full length, drabbles, etc.

also im fine with NSFW but minors dni!! and please be 18+

[catherinnn]

Ten seconds.

Sirius Black x reader.

Reader and Sirius manage to have a picture of the first time they finally kissed.

warnings: my English, like one swear word and kissing, very fluffy.

a/n: this is first Sirius x reader fic I wrote, I had this idea from a tiktok and just thought of Sirius bc he's the only thing I think about lately, I hope you like like it <33

Y/n was spending her Christmas break with all of the marauders in James' house. She firstly become friends with Remus in second year and eventually started hanging out with all of the group. She was in Revenclaw but never actually got along with anyone at her house, just her dormates, and when she started studying with Remus Lupin and Lily Evans in the library, she found out that she actually got along better with griffyndors.

Now they're in their sixth year.

James and Sirius were discussing about going to muggle London, they were already tired of being inside all the time and convinced James' father of letting them go there alone. That pair could be very persuasive sometimes.

Her relationship with Sirius has always been weird, if anything. Becouse when she first started hanging out with the marauders, James and Remus accepted her with open arms, Peter was rather quiet and nervous around her at first, but over time he started to trust and like her more, but Sirius was completely negated on this whole new marauder girl situation, she wasn't even in griffyndor, she was just a nerdy, cowardly revenclaw girl to him at first, how would she ever say yes to one of their pranks ideas?

But over time he realised that she was always on board with them, especially when they wanted to prank the slytherins, and even better if it was on Snivellus. She had some pretty good ideas and she was even better to escape from detention threats from professors or prefects. She could be really persuasive sometimes.

Eventually he accepted her as a marauder and as a friend to him, a really good friend. She always understood his problems with his family becouse she never got along with her mother either, she had a very toxic relationship with her since she was a kid. So every time he had a new letter from home, he would open it with her. Or when he had had a fight with Regulus in the halls, he would go to her firts.

On the start of their fifth year, Sirius-- well not just Sirius and rather all the boys in their year, had a surprise when y/n showed up more... developed, along with most fifth year girls.

He started throwing a flirty comment here and there to her every time they were hanging out, even if the marauders--or anyone-- were there with them, even one time he said something about her eyes in front of McGonagall, that was very embarrassing for y/n, but Sirius was still with a grin on his face when McGonagall throwed a funny look to them.

Now in their sixth year y/n had become more confident of herself, and started to respond to his flirty comments, in a more flirty way of course, becouse she enjoyed the smug on his face or his blushed cheeks sometimes--yes, she had made Sirius Black blush. But even with their flirty relationship, they were still just friends, they had both been in relationships in previous years with other people, but never made a move on each other, not even a drunk kiss at a party.

But anyways, here they were, all five of them, in muggle London just walking around, buying muggle books and vinyl records of their favourite muggle singers, when they found a photo booth cabin.

"Merlin, we have to get some pictures of us in it" y/n said.

"What even is this thing" James asked.

"You get in the box and it takes like four pictures of us, it's really fun" she responded.

"But they don't move like magic pictures do, they just stay still and they're in black and white" Remus added.

"That sound kinda boring-"

"We'll do it!" Sirius interrupted Peter, they all squeezed in the cabin how they could and took a lot of funny and cute pictures of the group.

They ended up having like nine stipes of pictures, but y/n wanted to take more.

"Alright, that's enough for me" said Remus getting out of the booth.

"Yeah, we already have plenty of pictures of us" James agreed following him with Peter

"No, c'mon let's take a few more" y/n whined, the other boys said no to this but not Sirius.

"Alright, we'll take some more pictures of us then, we're the best marauders anyways" Sirius comforted her, staying inside the cabin with her.

"I heard that" James yelled while he was already walking away with Peter and Remus.

So they payed for another stripe of pictures with the few muggle coints they had left.

For the first picture Sirius stick his tongue out looking at the little camera and y/n smiled showing her teeth, they waited ten seconds and for the click sound and changed their positions, they were now putting their middle fingers out to the camera, waited for the box to take the picture and then Sirius changed to look at her instead, he grabbed her neck and kissed her cheek, he stayed like that and y/n-- trying to not smile at his action-- throw a kiss to the camera, they waited ten second like that and before Sirius could turn his eyes at the camera again y/n turned her head to look at him now.

He stayed still looking at her.

Ten seconds.

She had ten seconds to decide whether she should do what she had on mind or not. Ten seconds to decide whether to kiss him or not.

They looked at each other and y/n slowly grabbed his cheek.

Eight seconds.

He had plenty of time to look away, but he didn't.

Five seconds.

He stayed watching y/n, waiting for what he hoped her next action to be.

Two seconds.

She leaned closer and kissed him.

One second, the camera took the picture.

They kept kissing, their four pictures already taken and the booth was printing them out.

The picture string was waiting for them to grab it, but they didn't, they kept kissing each other.

Sirius had grabbed her head to kiss her passionately, he had waited so much for this to happen.

She put her hands to his hair and played with it while their tongues fought. She had waited so much for this to happen.

Eventually they pulled away from the kiss.

"Wow" he exhaled, y/n looked at him fighting a smile and losing.

"Felt like the right time to do it" she said.

"Totally" he agreed and gave her a peck on the lips, smiling.

They took the stripe from the booth and they had a perfect picture of their first kiss. The first of many.

After all of that, they got out of the cabin, he held her hand, and went to find their friends.

It hadn't passed much time for the rest, but for them it felt like it had passed a long time.

"Oh, there you are" Remus noticed them, not really minding their hands holding, it was normal for the pair to show a little affection, it happened almost every day, but this time it was way different for them both.

"Well, don't just stay there, show us the pictures" James asked, they looked at each other.

"I think this one is going to stay just for us" Sirius said, but this only made James more curious, he went to grab the stripe of pictures in his hand, Sirius pulled back and pushed him with the hand that was holding y/n's. Then both boys started fighting for the pictures.

Y/n just laughed while Remus and Peter rolled their eyes, this kind of fights happened all the time in the dorm.

"Get off of me you idiot, you're going to brake it" Sirius yelled, James ended up grabbing the stripe and when he looked at it, he almost choked.

"NO WAY!!" the other two boys went next to James to look at it also, and they both screamed too.

"Fucking finally!" Remus said "I was getting tired of the tension between you two."

The boys keps teasing the couple and they just smiled rolling their eyes but silently agreeing with Remus, fucking finally.

[forourmoonyyy]

Heyaaa it’s been a long time coming but here it is!!

Enjoy <3

[mischievovstar]

sneak peak of my upcoming chapter that's titled "Pembroke Mulciber" of my fanfic mist on wattpad!

"Well you already know why. our parents had set us both up to be married as soon as we graduated, i was just protecting you from Potter."

"I can protect myself, I don't want your protection" Cassie said in almost a yell, she hated being assumed she needed help from someone.

Mulciber raised a brow "I didn't say you can't, but it seems like you have forgotten who to be and to not be friends with Cassini" he warned her.

"Potter and I aren't friends, we will never be friends for reasons we both know" she lied obviously, they weren't friends but she and James had been talking more than usual. and her mother wouldn't like that.

"I'm just making sure, letting your mother know what her daughter has been doing in school" he said while he rolled his wand between his fingers.

"mhm, right. then stop kissing her ass, i tell her everything" there she is, she lied once again straight to his face. being a Black meant to be also good at lying to keep herself out of trouble.

Mulciber scoffed "sure thing, don't tell me what to do and stay in your lane Cassini. i got eyes and ears all around the place" he taunted her with a smirk before he made his way back to his friends, leaving her speechless.

he was being sarcastic right? of course he was. or that's what at least Cassie's mind was telling her, it wanted to protect her.

read it on here

[liveyourlifeenjoyyourlife-blog]

fuck peter ☺️

[hedwigge]

I've recently stumbled upon peter/sirius fics they're highkey all smut but tell me why they were kind of good!?

[wednesday-fanatic]

Who I Will Write For and What I Will Write For

Will: Smut, fluff, angst, death, I will do Dom/sub dynamics, choking, masterbation, overestimulation, hard doms, soft doms.

Wont: Piss kink, shit kink, creampie, not too rough of sex (but I will do rough sex), and I will not write for use of toys.

Fandoms:

FREE REIN

Pin Hawthorne

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SHADOW AND BONE

Kaz Brekker

Jesper Fahey

Alina Starkov

General Kirigan

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MANIFEST

Ben Stone

Olive Stone

Cal Stone

Zeke Landon

Jared Vasquez

TJ Morrison

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DEADLY CLASS

Marcus Lopez

Saya Kuroki

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HARRY POTTER

Harry Potter

Draco Malfoy

Tom Riddle

Lorenzo Berkshire

Matteo Riddle

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MARAUDERS ERA

Young!James Potter

Young!Regulus Black

Young!Peter Pettigrew

Young!Remus Lupin

Young!Sirius Black

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NARNIA

Edmund Pevensie

Peter Pevensie

Prince Caspian

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BUNK'D

Griff Jones

Xander McCormick

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HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON

Hiccup Haddock

Astrid Hofferson

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ZOMBIES 2

Wyatt Lykensen

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SECRETS OF SULPHUR SPRINGS

Griffin Campbell

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DRAGONS: THE NINE REALMS

Tom Kullerson

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WEDNESDAY

Wednesday Addams

Tyler Galpin

Xavier Thorpe

Ajax

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DC

Barry Allen

Caitlin Snow

Alex Danvers

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MARVEL

Loki Laugherson

Tony Stark

Peter Parker (Tom Holland and Andrew Garfield)

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OUAT

Peter Pan

Felix

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MIRACULOUS

Chat Noir

Adrien Agreste

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HEARTLAND

Ty Borden

Dylan Westfield

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ENOLA HOLMES

Sherlock Holmes

Tewksbury

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ANNE WITH AN E

Gilbert Blythe

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RISE OF THE GUARDIANS

Jack Frost

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I do requests. I will do X Reader and X OC.

Message me through my profile if you have a request. I do not really check comments, so it's easier for me to get requests through a message then a comment

I will write for characters from Kings Choice which is a game on the Google play store. I dont know why but im in love with some of the characters, like, the way their animated is hot. Here's who I'll write for from the game:

Lance

Beth/Ian

Ryan

Esmerelda

Eva

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I will do smut, fluff, and angst for the Kings Choice game. I take requests for them too

[l0verboyxoxo1111]

𝕽𝖚𝖑𝖊𝖘 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖗𝖊𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 & 𝖜𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌:

Hello everybody and welcome to my writing blog! :) I wanted to write down here, what are my rules and what will I write for.

What I will write for:

• X reader’s

• Headcanons

• Fluff

• Smut

• NSFW

• Agnst

• all genders of readers

• Kinks (only ones who aren’t harmful)

• Ships

• Fanarts

What I will not write for:

•Rape

Characters I will write for: * if the character is gay I will not write them as straight.

Harry Potter | Marauders Era

• James Potter

• Lilly Evans

• Peter Pettigrew

• Remus Lupin

• Severus Snape

• Sirius Black

• Regulus Black

• Narcissa Black

• Bellatrix Black

• Andromeda Black

• Lucius Malfoy

Harry Potter | Golden Trio Era

• Harry Potter

• Hermione Granger

• Ron Weasley

• Draco Malfoy

• Luna Lovegood

• Neville Longbottom

• Fred Wesley

• George Weasley

• Pansy Parkinson

• Blasie Zabini

• Tom Riddle

• Adult Version Sirius Black

• Adult Version Remus Lupin

• Adult Version Severus Snape

• Also I will write for: Mattheo Riddle, Tom Riddle as brothers ( i will also Write for Tom as young Voldemort) Enzo Lorenzo, Theodore Nott

Gotham:

• Edward Nyggma

• Oswald Cobbelpot

• Fish Mooney

• Jerome Valeska

• Jeremiah Valeska

• Barbara Kean

• Bruce Wayne

• James Gordon

• Selina Kyle

• Poison Ivy

• Victor Zsasz

• Tabitha Galavan

• Harvey Bullock

• I will also write for DC characters who aren’t from the Series, as: Harley Quinn, The Joker, Roman Sionis Etc.

Friends:

• Rachel Green

• Monica Geller

• Phoebe Buffay

• Joey Tribbiani

• Chandler Bing

• Ross Geller

Hazbin Hotel:

•Angel Dust

• Charlie Morningstar

• Vaggie

• Cherri Bomb

• Sir Pentious

• Husk

•Alastor

•Vox

•Velvette

•Valentino

•any other character from that fandom

Helluva Boss:

• Stolas

• Blitzø

• Asmodeus

• Fizzarollie

• Loona

• Millie

• Moxxie

• any other character from this fandom

* you can ask me to add more fandoms, I will add them if I know them <3

That’s all hope you Enjoyed :)

[theyraylovehate]

Wheel of Fan Fiction Masterlist

Smut 🔥

Fluff 🌸

Angst 💧

*This is like brand new so most of the characters won't have anything just yet*

•Stranger things

-Billy Hargrove

-Steve Harrington

-Eddie Munson

-Robin Buckley (Fem/NB only)

-Argyle

-Johnathan Byers

-Nancy Wheeler

-Jim Hopper

-Joyce Byers

-001/Henry

-Will Byers (No smut)

-Mike Wheeler (No smut)

-Max Mayfield (No smut)

Hateful Cuddling - Female reader 🌸

-Dustin Henderson (No smut)

-Lucas Sinclair (No smut)

-Eleven (Jane) Hopper (No smut)

•Marvel

-Iron Man/Tony Stark

-Captian America/Steve Rogers

-Black Widow/Natasha Romanoff

-Hawkeye/Clint Barton

-Hulk/Bruce Banner

-Thor

-Loki

-Winter Soldier/Bucky Barnes

-Black Panther/T'challa

-Doctor Strange/Steven Strange

-Scarlet Witch/Wanda Maximoff

-Quicksilver/Pietro Maximoff

-Starlord/Peter Quill

-Gamora

-Spiderman/Peter Parker

-Falcon/Sam Wilson

-War Machine/James Rhodes

-Valkyrie (Fem/NB only)

•X-Men

-Professor X/Charles Xavier

-Magneto/Erik Lensherr

-Wolverine/James Howlett

-Quicksilver/Peter Maximoff

-Rogue

-Jean Grey

-Storm/Ororo Munroe

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[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.

〰〰〰〰

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.”

[b00inazkaban]

I have no idea what to post but can people give me like ideas for fics for?

Master list: :)

IM NOT USING THIS MASTER-LIST ANYMORE! Head over to my second one on my navigation page and request from that one please and thank you my lovelies!

Who/What I'll write for:

Most kinks,

Fluff,

Angst (I’m not a fan of angst but I’ll still write) ,

Aged-Up characters,

Any/All genders

Poly relationship’s (3 -5 Character’s)

Harry Potter/ Marauders / Fantastic Beasts:

Ron Weasley Hermione Granger Neville longbottom Cedric Diggory Ginny Weasley Fred Weasley George Weasley Blaise Zabini Pansy Parkinson Theadore Nott Luna Lovegood Cho Chang (maybe depends on request) Bill Weasley Fleur Delacour Tom Riddle Mattheo Riddle Nymphadora Tonks Bellatrix Lestrange (Younger and Older) Lucius Malfoy (Younger and Older) Narcissa Malfoy (Younger and Older) Severus Snape (Younger and Older) Sirius Black (Younger and Older) Remus Lupin (Younger an Older) James Potter Peter Pettigrew (maybe and young and with the good fancast(s) Lily Evans Marlene McKinnon Mary McDonald Dorcus Meadowes Newt Scammander Thesus Scammander Jacob Kowalski Sweathearts; Queenie Goldstein Tina Goldstein !Young! Albus Dumbledore Gellert Grindelwald (Mads or Johnny)

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Carlise Cullen Esme Cullen Charlie Swan Jacob Black

Bella Swan

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Jasper Cullen

Emmet Cullen

Rosile Cullen

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Barry Allen

Cisco Ramon

Harry Wells

Caitlin Snow

Iris West

Julian Albert

Oliver Queen

Captain Cold

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Draco Malfoy (Only character I’m so sorry I just can’t write anything for him unless it’s fluff still don't like writing for him tbh)

I won’t write for Rape,

Smut for agere,

Smut for minor x adult

Non-con

Kidnapped (maybe tho depends on character and other things)

A/n: Ik minors are on here and still read stuff so I'm not putting a age warning on here, people don't really read age warnings usually but I'll put age warning on the one with smut or suggestive themes. Also, please make suggestions with enough detail for me to imagine and make something with, and this is a safe-space for any and all genders and agere, thanks have a good day!

[jimblejamblewritings]

yes, i’m a squib | part 9.

Summary: Y/N Black has always been a squib, to the dismay of her pureblood family. Cast out to the orphanage at a young age, she thought that was her life. Until her relative Sirius Black breaks out of Azkaban. Suddenly a letter to Hogwarts in thrusted into her hand and Y/N becomes a true part of the magical Wizarding World.

Warnings for the Series: violence, death, light smut, angst, fluff

Pairing: harry potter x black!reader, cedric diggory x black!reader

Word Count: 3.3k

Previous Part | (Series Masterlist)

“Don’t kill him. You’ll go to Azkaban for a real crime this time.”

That made Sirius pause. He returned the wand to Remus, keeping a tight grip on Peter. Not heeding Sirius’ advice, Pettigrew began sputtering thanks to Harry. The boy shook his head.

“We aren’t letting you go. You should take his place, go to Azkaban for what you did to my parents. Let the Ministry and the dementors decide what to do with you.”

Your dad chuckled, gravelly with all sweetness missing. “You are Lily Evans’ son alright… try transforming back into a rat before we hand you over, Wormtail, and I’ll kill you. Forget Harry’s kindness.”

The man swallowed hard and nodded. Lupin performed spells to tie up Peter and Snape before mending Ron’s leg to the best of his ability. Your father apologized to Ron, insisting that he was aiming for the rat. Ron tried to brush it off like it was nothing— more for your sake than anything really. You all made your way back up the tunnel. Lupin held on to Peter, Ron leaned on Harry for support. Hermione carried Crookshanks back and occasionally checked behind her to make sure the floating Professor Snape who was still knocked out was in fact behind you all. You and Sirius led the pack, your father wrapping an arm around your shoulder. Lupin called out to his friend who turned his head to look.

“When we turn him in this means you’re free.”

Sirius sighed. “Freedom, haven’t felt that idea be possible in a long time… what’s the first thing you want to do, Poppet?”

“Will you sign my permission slip for Hogsmeade? Uncle Remus keeps busting me and making me pay in candy.”

The gravelly laugh erupted from Sirius. “Absolutely! And then?”

“Teach you to be nice to Kreacher.”

“He’s still alive?”

“Yes and a very nice house-elf.”

Sirius rolled his eyes. “I will very very reluctantly learn to be nice to our devil of a house-elf for Poppet’s sake.”

“Good, one more thing.”

“Don’t tell me you want me to make nice with Bellatrix. I’ll hex her the next time I run into my brat of a cousin. Almost bit her when escaping my cell just for good measure.”

“I want to go home.”

That small statement made Sirius pause just at the opening of the tunnel. He turned to look at you completely. He nodded his head minutely and the faintest, most broken looking smile graced his face.

“Yeah, (Y/N), we can go home.” He turned to Harry. “You can come stay too, boy. Remus is in charge of (Y/N) if anything happens to me. I’m in charge of you for James and Lily— if your aunt and uncle let you. They have real guardianship.”

“They might say no just to spite me but I’ll ask!” Harry said, enthusiastically.

Even if the Durselys said no, he could always visit for a vacation. Anything was better than spending all his time with his aunt and uncle. You all made your way out, avoiding stepping too harshly and waking up the Whomping Willow tree. The march up to the castle began when everyone was safely out. Your father left your side to run to his friend.

“Remus, Remus, did you remember?”

The man shook his head. In the haste of finding Sirius when he realized that the four of you were still at Buckbeak’s execution, the man forgot to take the wolfsbane potion. Remus shook his head and his whole body began to shake violently. His eyes went to black.

“Children, run!” Sirius yelled at all of you. “Run— Now!”

You, Harry, Ron, and Hermione headed back towards the castle. Lupin, now a fully transformed werewolf, casted Sirius aside and began to follow the easy targets that you were. Sirius transformed into his Animagus form. Pettigrew used the chaos to his advantage, transforming into a rat and fleeing.

Ron led the way as he darted into the woods. The forest provided some form of shelter but had split the four of you up. You and Ron had been separated from Harry and Hermione. The two of you darted behind a tree, holding your breath, as you watched the werewolf slink past you.

A cawing noise garnered his attention. Ron grabbed your arm and ushered you in the opposite direction. The two of you continued your hushed run until you saw the stones of the castle. Ducking behind the stone ledge, you two waited impatiently for Hermione and Harry. You got more worried by the minute when you didn’t see them or Sirius or Snape. Ron hissed and grabbed at his leg.

“Ron!” you gasped.

The stitches that Lupin had given had busted open again from the running. With the adrenaline gone, Ron realized how much pain he was in— he began to think that his leg might be broken. You stood back up briefly to check on the outside, breathing in relief when you saw Snape appearing with three stretchers floating behind him, one with chains wrapped tightly around it. You ran to him.

“Professor, Ron is hurt!”

Without missing a beat, a stretcher was conjured up for Ron and you followed Snape as he led everyone to the infirmary. Madame Pomfrey jumped at the sight, alerting Dumbledore to be down at the infirmary right away. You stayed in the infirmary all night. They had taken your dad, much to your protest.

Harry groaned when he woke up. He wiggled his toes only for them to hit something that wasn’t the edge of the hospital bed. His eyes opened to see you sitting cross-legged with your eyes closed at the edge of his bed. You were resting your chin on your hand and he was positive he could see you drooling. Laughing, Harry sat up and shook you from your nap.

“Oh, good, you’re up. Madame Pomfrey!”

The nurse came out immediately to see the entire Golden Quartet now awake. She checked on Ron and Hermione first before moving to Harry. You looked at the newspaper tucked under her arm to see your father’s mugshot plastered all over it once again. You grabbed the paper and read the front page.

“Where is he?” you asked frantically.

“Don’t worry, Ms. Black. They’ve caught him. He’s getting the Kiss now, the dementors are preparing upstairs. You are all safe now.”

“WHAT?!”

You, Harry, and Hermione ran before Madame Pomfrey could catch any one of you. You didn’t get very far, running into Dumbledore right outside. He held a hand up to silence the unintelligible protests coming from the three of you. Harry was given the floor to speak, Hermione filling in all the little details.  

“Professor Snape has already reported to the Minister. He even reports that Black confunded you all.”

“He was knocked out! He doesn’t know,” you tried to reason.

Dumbledore looked at you. “Professor Snap—”

“Is ly—”

“Let me finish. Professor Snape is sure in what he saw. I cannot convince these men of otherwise.”

“Do you believe us?”

Dumbledore nodded. “What we need is more time. More time and they could see the truth. I’ll see what I can do. More time.”

You all looked as Dumbledore walked off— he seemed to be in no rush to you. You gritted your teeth in irritation.

“More time? We don’t have more time! Saying it three times doesn’t suddenly give us more.”

Hermione made a noise that you had never heard her make before. “Of course, how could I be so daft?”

She pulled out a golden necklace with an hourglass in it. Speaking faster than she ever had in her life, Hermione explained how she had been using the time-turner that McGonagall gave her to attend all of her classes. The three of you ran back into the infirmary to avoid anyone— that was one of the rules that Hermione explained, you can’t be seen using it. Madame Pomfrey had gone back to her office. Hermione looked over at Ron. His leg was still injured even with Madame Pomfrey’s healing.

“I’ll stay with him,” you offered.

“Are you sure?”

“How helpful am I with no magic? Just make sure Snape is woken up to see Pettigrew… and try to get everyone safely away from Professor Lupin.”

The other two nodded and you sat with Ron. He began to ask questions and you simply distracted him until Harry and Hermione disappeared. Ron was adamantly shaking his head. He went wide-eyed and pointed right behind you.

“How did you two— you were just there.”

The three of you laughed while you poked Ron’s good leg. “Don’t be ridiculous, Ron, how can they be in two places at once?”

Ron agreed but was left very confused. Dumbledore called you outside where he was standing with Snape and your father was still knocked out on the stretcher.

“Severus has told me of what has transpired last night,” Dumbledore said. “With Pettigrew no longer here, Sirius is not innocent immediately. I will write to Fudge but he can’t be seen here for someone else to find, Ms. Black. He will have to be taken to a holding jail on campus.”

With the final day of school officially here, every student that hadn’t gotten permission to leave early was spending their freedom at Hogsmeade before catching the Hogwarts Express that afternoon. Ron was finally let out of the hospital but no one felt like going to Hogsmeade. You were all sitting outside on the steps of Hagrid’s hut. Hagrid was excited, probably more excited than everyone.

Apparently, Buckbeak had escaped before his execution and the Minister agreed with Dumbledore that it was too much of a hassle to chase down a hippogriff for such a small offense. Lupin came strolling over, for the first time in a nice suit rather than his frayed clothing.

“Are you ready?” he asked.

You stood up and brushed out your dress. You and Lupin were going to testify on your father’s behalf— Snape was already at the Ministry with Dumbledore. There wasn’t a confirmation of trial but they agreed to let Dumbledore bring Sirius Black to the Ministry of Magic. You were told to be in the best clothes you owned. Harry, Ron, and Hermione wished you luck and gave you the final goodbye wave of the school year.  

The Ministry of Magic was an intimidating place. It only seemed to get larger as you made your way to the room where your father was. You were sure the whole Ministry was there when you entered the room. The Wizard Council and every single Magical Enforcement Squad member. At the head were Cornelius Fudge and Barty Crouch Sr— who had long been demoted to the Department of International Magical Cooperation but had to be here to see Sirius Black. Cornelius looked down at your father who was dressed in decent clothes thanks to Dumbledore.

“Mr. Black, you acknowledge that you have come to the Ministry of Magic willingly,” Fudge said.

“Yes.”

“Willingly coming must be considered, ladies and gentlemen. Mr. Black, you may choose. Azkaban or the Dementor’s Kiss.”

“What?” you yelled. “That’s not fair.”

Lupin held your struggling form back— you cursed the man for his surprising strength because he certainly didn’t look it. The wizards and witches on the council watched uncomfortably as you thrashed about in the man’s arms. Dumbledore and even Snape began to calmly advocate for Sirius, telling Fudge that only an innocent man would walk themselves into the Ministry with such serious charges against him. Wands were drawn suddenly when they noticed that Sirius had gotten up— no one saw that Dumbledore had unlocked him— and strolled over to you. Lupin only let go because Sirius was in front of him. Sirius hugged you tightly, stroking your hair gently.

“It’s okay, (Y/N). I said this could happen, told you not to come looking for your old man, Poppet. It’s alright.”

“No!” you yelled and broke out of his grip and faced the entire council. You pointed at Barty Crouch.  

“It’s not fair because you never gave him a trial! You said it wasn’t worth your time. My father didn’t kill anyone, he didn’t do it. I’ll do anything, I’ll take Veritaserum.”

“Ms. Black,” Barty Crouch started— highly offended that you dared to call him out. “Powerful wizards can go against the effects. A potion so unreliable has never been used in a trial.”

“I’ll take it, not him.”

“If he has confunded you? Of course, you would believe you were telling your truth. Your father seems to have gotten to you somehow.”

“No! If not that then something else. I-I’ll-I’ll accept the Cruciatus Curse to prove it.”

“(Y/N)!” Sirius and Remus yelled.  

“NO! It’s not fair! You shouldn’t die. Dad should have a fair trial, PLEASE!”

Your voice rose unnaturally high and the tears streamed down your face, your nose starting to run. Snape used the moment to his advantage. He turned to the head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement— Amelia Bones.

“Surely, you know that isn’t how the law works, Councilwoman Bones. You can’t let the Minister bypass the law. Word will get around. And you’ve stressed the poor girl out, she offered to be tortured.”

Amelia cleared her throat, uncomfortable at the thought of an Unforgivable Curse being used on someone as young as fourteen and not to mention innocent. You bit down on your hand to stop your sobbing noises from getting too loud. The room went silent as they waited for the Department Head to speak.

“Mr. Black wasn’t given a trial once, we will not break the law again. Someone please clean up the girl and we will proceed.”

The trial went on longer than you imagined. Memories were pulled from you, Sirius, Lupin, Dumbledore, and Snape— Lupin hanging his head in shame as his werewolf affliction became known to everyone. You were given Veritaserum. Barty Crouch protested to both stating that they were known to be unreliable because the brain alters memories sometimes. Told to state your proof of Sirius’ innocence and what you witnessed.

And when all five of you did the process once, you did it again in a different order. And then once more with the others out of the room so the council could ask questions. You didn’t realize how much you were shaking until you were the last person left and every adult that you trusted was no longer in the room. Amelia Bones calling your name made you turn your head from the door that Dumbledore just closed to all the Ministry workers in front of you.

“Ms. Black, Remus Lupin in his memory shows you two having a conversation about Mr. Black. You maintained the entire time that Mr. Black was innocent even when his best friend potentially suspected him. When was this?”

“Fall, after Halloween.”

“Can you give us a more specific time?”

“No,” your voice shook. “After Halloween, before Christmas.”

“Early December or November?”

“I’m not sure, I don’t k—”

“Relax, sweetheart,” Amelia tried to comfort. “You are not in trouble. We are merely trying to figure out all the information.”

You nodded and relaxed the fist that had been gripping the bottom of your dress till you were sure that your knuckles would split open from the pressure. Amelia smiled and took a deep breath with you. She requested that all members of the Ministry— including Minister Fudge— direct their questions to her and she would be the only one to communicate with you.

“Alright, let’s try again. Do you remember when you talked to Remus Lupin about Mr. Black’s innocence?”

“After Halloween, before Christmas… November! Professor Snape took points from Gryffindor and assigned a very long essay on werewolves so I went to Professor Lupin when I… figured out that he was one.”

“You’re sure it is November?”

“Yes. Professor Snape was only substituting because Uncle Remus was gone and the full moon lasted longer than normal. Another one didn’t occur until December. I know because I had to keep track to become an Animagus correctly.”

“Uncle Remus, yes, let’s talk about that. You found out Remus was your godfather. Did you always know?”

“No, I didn’t.”

“But he did?”

“Yes.”

“And you found out before or after your first contact with Mr. Black.”

“After.”

“In any of your letters did Mr. Black try to convince you he was innocent?”

“He didn’t have to.”

“But did he?”

“Not— not directly. He mentioned he should’ve stayed strong to try and clear his name but never anything else.”

Amelia nodded before scribbling something with a quill. You began to mess with your dress again, fearing that you said the wrong thing. The others were called back into the room. You wouldn’t look at your dad— not if you were the reason for his conviction. You wouldn’t look up when Amelia began the raising of the hands to see if they thought Sirius was guilty or innocent. You only looked when you heard a sigh followed by a thud. Your father was crying.

“The Ministry extends their sincerest apology for your false conviction. Congratulations, from this day on you are now a free man, Mr. Black,” Amelia Bones said. “We’ll leave you to collect yourself while your papers are filed— you do in fact have to register being an Animagus, Mr. Black.”

The members of the Ministry exited the room until it was just you, Remus, and Sirius left— Dumbledore and Snape had exited with the rest of the members. Sirius stood up and you finally left the chair to give him a hug. The two of you rocked back and forth before letting go. Sirius wiped at his tears with his sleeve.

“Let’s go home. That sound good, Poppet?”

You nodded so hard you were sure that your head might roll off of your neck.

“Are you coming, Moony?”

“I’ll visit soon. I suspect with the trial details coming out, I should be on the lookout for a new job.”

“You’re not going to keep teaching? You’re literally the best Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Uncle Remus.”

He chuckled. “I am the only one you’ve ever had. It isn’t safe to be around children, parents will say that. After my incident, I agree. Maybe in the future but I should leave for a year or two. I’ll visit you two when you’ve settled in.”

Remus and Sirius hugged before you all went your separate ways. Naturally, Sirius took his new found freedom to apparate you two back to Grimmauld Place. He wanted nothing to do with his old house— he wasn’t even sure if it was still there. It was too close to James and Lily, was the spot where Alicia died, was the place he made the worst decision of entrusting Wormtail. Grimmauld Place, no matter how hard Kreacher tried, was a dusty and rundown place. The minute you landed inside, the large portrait of Walburga Black began to yell. You and Sirius both covered your ears until he had it.

“Mother, shut up!”

Kreacher came running down the hall. He was very pleased to see you and not so excited to see Sirius. Both Kreacher and Sirius were told to be cordial to each other. Sirius pointed to the little elf.

“Nice sweater,” he said awkwardly as if trying to be sincere.

“Thank you, Mistress (Y/N) gave it to me.”

“Doesn’t that mean you’re free? You don’t want to leave?”

“Kreacher wants to stay.”

“Of course he does,” Sirius muttered under his breath. “Well, can you figure out a way to shut mother up… please.”

You complimented your father on his rough attempt at being nice. With Kreacher’s help, the place was cleaned up in time for dinner. The dinner table— mainly its inhabitants— seemed out of place. A man with an emaciated frame, a girl no longer in trial clothes but a large hoodie, and a house-elf in a sweater.

(Part 10)...