#Harry and Sirius get drunk together

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Desperate Love {Blurb}

Sirius Black x Reader / Remus Lupin x Reader / Wolfstar

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Summary: the moment you and Sirius found you were no good for each other. (This is a I'll Look After You / We'll Heal Together blurb to expand their relationship, not meant as a standalone but could be read that way)

Cw: Use of {Y/N}, Alcoholism, mentions of emotional infidelity, children, cussing, Sirius is mean and drunk, Right person wrong time

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A/N: There will be another post of the actual series soon!

Taglist- @otterlockholmes @stylesann @adhxmoony

You and Sirius stayed that whole night. Cleaning up around the place, taking care of Harry, and keeping the volume low.  Remus came over and you and him worked to distract Harry and Sirius took a nap. That really only consisted of him staring at the muggle tv and flicking through channels. When the actual parents returned you and Sirius went home.

You went home and had one of the most vicious fights you had ever had.

When you and Sirius finally returned to your cottage, it was still early morning. The familiar smell of Sirius’s black candles, his cologne, the subtle left over smell of burning oak from the fireplace and your perfume filled the small space. It smelt like home. 

You had grown so familiar, so comfortable, with the man behind you. Taking off your thick coat and hanging it for you, smiling softly as you turned to do the same. Everything you two had become was pure domestic bliss, a relationship modeled off your desires and not outside influence. Your relationship was so unapologetically you. 

Sometimes that was the worst part.

You swayed your way into the kitchen, getting ready to prepare you and your fiance something to eat. You could feel his eyes on you, but he stayed quiet. Usually when he got like this he liked to stay mellow, but conversation never hurt. There was something you had been meaning to ask him, something you should have brought up years ago.

“You know, being around Harry, it makes you think.” You hummed and took down two mugs, starting to fiddle with the muggle coffee maker Lily gifted you.

“Think of what?” Sirius mumbled as he sat at the table and continued to stare at you. You glanced at him and slowly smiled, turning to face him fully. 

“Lily and James. They were living. Truly living.” You gave a breathy sigh of fondness. “I admire it. Starting a family at a time like this.”

You used to wear rose tinted glasses. So in love with the idea of love, that your independent choices of who you loved made all the difference. You weren't marrying Sirius because your parents wanted you to, you were marrying him because you chose to. It was a hazy kind of bliss with the Black heir.

“Don't you think it's a bit.. foolish?” Sirius mumbled into his palm as he pulled down a book from the top of the counter and pretended to flick through the pages. You paused and slowly furrowed your brow, turning to face him. Watching as his jaw clenched and his hollowed cheeks dented. 

“Foolish? Sirius, you were just telling them how happy you were about it.” You challenged and set the coffee cup down, Sirius never hesitated to say what he meant. You strained your lips, walking towards him curiously. Sirius had been ecstatic at the wedding, he had told the two the very words of praise you were speaking now. Sirius wouldn't lie so casually... You tried to catch his eye but he avoided you, he knew how well you could read him. One look in his eyes and he knew you'd see every thought, no magic required.

“Sirius, what's on your mind?” You pried and he shook his head.

“I don't want kids.” He interjected instantly. Pressing his thumb to his cheek. You felt like you had just been slapped in the face.

Now, your relationship with Sirius Black was fragile. Not that you both didn't understand what it truly was. You've loved him for three years, and he's sworn his devotion to you several times over those few years. You were both love sick and dangerous together, one of the many reasons you weren't allowed on missions together. It was like you both had something to prove.

How it all started, however? Sirius would call himself a rebound. Self deprecation was his best way to respond to the idea you had in fifth year, after Remus broke your heart. Your relationship was innocent to start, but Sirius would always toe the line. To the point James would tease you both to just go through with the wedding.

“Why don't we?” You remarked, your head lifting from Sirius shoulder and leaned forward on the couch.

“What?” Sirius muttered, looking like a deer in headlights.

“At least get engaged. If we do, we would both get access to our gringotts accounts. It was our parents only stipulation.” You continued and Sirius gave a small scoff.

“Even if I did marry you, dearest, my parents would never let me see a knut.” He chuckled, voice cracking a bit. Especially when you sent him that devilish grin.

“That's just it. It's up to the bank, not her.” You mused and Sirius slowly smirked. “You are insane.” He laughed and you bit your tongue, trying to hide a smirk.

“But as always, brilliant.” He purred and leaned down to kiss your palm, making your laugh.

It wasn't surprising the only person in the friend group who seemed against it was Remus. Even Lily supported the outlandish plan. Get engaged, collect your accounts, and call it off.

You never followed through with that last part.

“You.. don't want kids?” You repeated, a bit baffled. You had never once mentioned wanting to have a family with Sirius, but he had always made it painfully clear that was what he wanted. At least, that's what you thought.

He made absolutely sure the cabin could hold a family, two rooms, public space, a field to run in. He told you about the ideas he had, sending a child with his last name to a muggle school for his first few years would spite his mother in the best of ways. How having you as a wife was the best curse he was ever gifted by the hag. Not fiancé, wife.

It never once crossed your mind he didn't want this too.

“I don't want kids.” He muttered and you gave a deep sigh through your nose. 

“That's.. that's a discussion for later.” You whispered and looked away from him. He scoffed, and you closed your eyes, sighing. When he got like this, you knew he was looking for a reaction. A reaction you refused to give.

“I don't want kids. There will be no discussion about it.” He grumbled and stood up.

You rubbed your temple and tried to focus your once loving and excitable energy on the more serious topic. The conversation he seemed so desperate to have.

He watched you try and calm yourself before he began to stand and grabbed his coffee cup and the expensive bottle of scotch on the shelf you had since you first moved in. James’s house warming gift.

You watched him start to open it and winced a bit. “Sirius, please, not now of all times.” You whispered and he scoffed.

“Seems appropriate. I just watched you play house with my best mate for hours, might as well.” His words were bitter and to the point, cutting through the rose tints you adorned and let you see the house more clearly. Thick layer of dust clinging to the lights you never clean, the hazy warmth of the yellow glow seemed much more like a medical white, and Sirius Black looked like the boy you hoped stayed at Hogwarts. Bitter and childish. Sharp and unapologetic.

He reminded you of what this was.

Once you processed what he said, you gawked at him. Eyes wide before your expression turned to slight anger as he continued to open the bottle and poured himself a decent amount of liquor, shooting it back. You watched as his hair fell down his jaw and seemed to frame the pale bobbing throat.

Sirius had just broken this habit, closing in on himself at the slightest push back. As if the demand of affections and attention from someone he didn't think he deserved was too much for him, and seeing Remus, someone Sirius seemed to believe was perfect for you, look at you like you could ail all his illnesses, mend every wound physically for emotion. Wounds Sirius himself marked you both with, it was pushing him closer and closer to an end you couldn't bare to see him meet.

“Sirius, you can't possibly be genuine.” You spoke carefully and Sirius gave a bitter laugh over the tail end of your words. Your expression turned sour, trying to hold back as your body shook and your shoulders square. You were fantastic with confrontation. Not when no party was truly in the wrong. There was no enemy in these matches of wit and skillful pin pricks to your hearts, aiming to scar more often than not.

“Do you think I'm daft, {L/N}?” 

It was always the same conversation, the same points that broke skin on contact and contracted around your throat. Like the snake he was born to be, a boa to your neck and a cottonmouth striking you deaf. He wasn't the lion he claimed to be on nights like this.

He was a coward, hiding behind the drinks he threw back. Tomorrow, he would act as if nothing had happened. Showering you with adoration and love he swore he could take from you without a blink of an eye the night before.

“Don't-” You were too, a coward, that was. The snake you were born to be, the snake you became, coiling in itself and begging for him to loosen his grasp and return to your game of pretend. 

“You don't think I see how he looks at you?” He slammed the mug on the counter. “He isn't over you. He saw you with Harry and I swear I could have offered him a cure for his furry problem and he wouldn't have looked away!” His voice boomed and you shook your head, turning to walk away. It pained you beyond belief to be reminded of how cruel he could be. How much of a Black he truly would become when rage met his weaknesses. He hated weakness, love was weakness. Some days, that was all you needed to know he loved you. His cruelty. 

Sirius let out another string of profanities.

“I'm not doing this. No. We just got some fantastic news, Sirius. We just met our godson. You will not spoil it with your nonsense!” You shouted back and he took another shot. Drowning himself into the numbing elixir, taking away none of his pain and replacing his relational thought with reactive passion. You seemed to pick them that way, Severus, Sirius, Remus… Behaviors begging for reaction. Begging for you to care.

“You want a child so bad? Go and have Lupin’s. I'm sure he's more than happy to provide that service. Right after he's done howling at the moon and feeding on-.” Sirius declared to the roof, hands outstretched. You did your best to level yourself out, but slander to your shared friends was not something you could ignore.

“Sirius Black! You bite your tongue!” You shouted back and he scoffed, making you roll your jaw and close your eyes. Trying to steady your breathing. You hated to be angry. “... Sirius, it's been a long night. We haven't slept yet, you're drinking,” You gestured to him pouring yet another shot. Sighing heavily. “I want to sleep. I just- let's not talk about this.”

“Just like you. You're just so ready to drop it. Why's that? Hm? You don't want to slip up? Admit you want him too?” He taunted like a child. You shook your head and tried to calm yourself further. Reminding yourself every strike he took at you wasn't for you. It's a manifestation of his own feelings of guilt and stress, his awful and over used love language.

“Sirius, you're being cruel and vindictive-”

“Merlin, woman! Will you talk to me like a person! Forget the self help books! Tell me what you really feel!”

“You want to know how I truly feel?” You snapped back and he seemed to respond more the more angry you got.

“Yes! Merlin, finally! Give me a fucking crumb of life in your words. Like you bloody mean it!” He ranted and you began to pace, mirroring his erratic movements through the kitchen, as he waited impatiently. Your snake ready to strike as he continued to hiss and brandish his fangs at you.

“I think you think I'm a fool.” You shouted at him and he seemed absolutely giddy at the reaction. “I think you are hurting me because you're in pain and won't admit it!”

“That so?” He gave a laugh and it made you flinch. “I'm in pain? Is that what that book you love to read diagnoses me with? Oh, Doctor, what are my woes?” He prodded and you snatched the drink away from him as he tried to pour himself more. You capped it and sealed it away in the cabinet of other half drank bottles from arguments and parties over the years. “I think you're the fool? You're the fool who doesn't know what's going on in my head?”

“Yes! I think you think I'm a fool. Sirius, you want me to give up on you.” You demanded with a chilling calm. Sirius didn't seem pleased with this. 

“Either that or you think I'd just ignore the painful fact that you've been in love with Remus since Hogwarts!” You snapped back and his jaw went slack. You stared daggers at him and he suddenly tightened his expression, your snake clinging to his neck and injecting years worth of your bane. He wasn't so excited anymore.

“What are you talking about?”

“The glitter incident? The jealous looks? The constant badgering? The dance? You clung to him like he was the last man on this earth.” You rattled on, speaking over Sirius whenever he opened his mouth. “I believe you love me, Sirius. I really do. But you need to analyze what exactly is making you so jealous about me and Remus. Is it that he's in love with me? Or is it that it's not you?”

Sirius slowly set his mug down and you sighed. Taking a few more breaths before you spoke slowly. “No one calls their friend ‘My Moony,’ Sirius. No one does. No one convinces his friends to keep a mandrake leaf in their mouth for a month to help them through a full moon. One friend who can't bloody shut up!” 

You stopped your pacing and stared daggers into his eyes. He was speechless, paralysis from your venom taking over as he stammered to collect himself.

“I don't.. I..” Sirius’s voice was low, as if he was grappling with the news himself. You stared at him in shock. How had he not realized?

“I thought loving you would be enough.” You spoke carefully, steady, and Sirius shook his head. Flushed from the buzz in his mind. “I do love you, you know that? I think it's unfair. You love us both, but I'm wrong for wanting Remus in my life?”

You stepped closer and got a good look at his eyes, finally able to see the turmoil and desperation behind it. Then you found it. So much regret you yourself almost fell into it. “.. I'm over him, Sirius.” You whispered softly. “I have been waiting for you to be too. Merlin, you,” your breath caught in your throat. “You haven't even asked about a wedding date.”

Sirius opened and closed his mouth like a fish. Truly regretting drinking. Slowly, he shook his head and rubbed the bottom of his palms against his eyes. “... it seems you've given me too much credit.” He muttered.

Your throat tightened and you slowly closed your eyes. “I love you, Sirius.”

“And him.”

“You.” You repeated. “And I think you need to get your priorities in order. I truly do. I thought love would turn you into a man I deserve, like this would be the answer but,” You gestured to the alcohol. “It hadn't been. You made a choice at Hogwarts, and I think we both know you regret it.”

Sirius began to swirl his half empty coffee mug and stared down at the brown drink. He wet his lips and gave a strained laugh. “I think we both do.” He whispered and you closed your eyes. 

“Figure it out, Sirius.” You whispered and pulled off the ring from your finger, setting it on the counter. You don't look at Sirius, but you could hear his sound of defeat. Instantly the regret rushed over him.

“{Y/N}-”

“When you are ready for me. I will be proud to wear it. Until then, figure out what you want.”

You waited months for Sirius to come back to you, tell you everything he's learned and lost, that he didn't want to lose you. He never did.

There was fault in both sides. You didn't ask him to forget about Remus, you wouldn't be so hypocritical. You wanted him to choose you. He never did, it was a reminder that it was simply a plan. A plan you should have cut off years ago.

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It was like James had a sixth sense of when Sirius brought a man home, because the last eight times, he’d tumbled through the floo, needing help with something, or wanting to hang out or to check in on Remus. Each time Sirius had been utterly cockblocked by it.

The ninth time it happened, he’d had enough.

“How do you do it?” He snapped when Davey suddenly remembered that he had an early start in the morning. “How do you do this every time?”

James, to his credit, played dumb, “Do what? I’m just here to return Moony’s book.”

“Where is it?” Sirius said, looking at James’ empty hands.

“Where’s what?”

“The book.” Sirius growled, “The book that you’re returning to Moony, Prongs.”

“Oh, would you look at that? I left it at home.” James chuckled, “Oh well, no harm no foul.”

Sirius strode past him into the hallway and James heard his bedroom door slam. Remus poked his head into the living room a few seconds later.

“I think he’s onto you.” He said wearily.

“No idea what you mean, Moony.” James sat down on the sofa.

“What is it?” Something in the wards?”

“Nothing gets past you, does it?” James smiled as Remus dropped into the armchair.

“I just don’t understand why you’re doing it.” Remus frowned, “I’d ask if you fancy him, but you’re getting married in three months so I almost don’t want to.”

“No, I do not fancy Padfoot. Jesus.” James groaned, “But you do.”

Remus’ face dropped, “Don’t know what you’re on about.”

“Moony.”

“Prongs.”

“Remus.”

“James.”

“Look, I know sometimes I can be… unobservant, let’s say. But not this time.” James pointed at him. “I saw the two of you at our engagement party.”

Remus’ face suddenly went from very pale to very red. “Ah.”

“Yes, ah. It looked like the two of you were finally getting your shit together.” James looked at him over the top of his glasses. “So what happened?”

“Well, we came home, we… spent some time in Sirius’ bed. I woke up alone in Sirius’ bed and we’ve just… never spoken about it.” Remus shrugged, but James recognised that sad look in his eyes.

“Would it kill the two of you to have a conversation?” James sighed.

“Possibly.” Remus said, “It’s definitely been too long to bring it up now, though. And he clearly has no intention of doing so. If anything he’s bringing more men home than he was before.”

“But they’re not staying long are they?” James feigned confusion. “Fascinating.”

“This won’t end well.” Remus couldn’t help but smile. “I'm going to deny all knowledge. Wait, would me bringing people home trigger the same thing?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” James smirked.

“And that’s why I go to their place whenever the opportunity arises, instead of bringing them here,” Remus said.

“Well, that, and you’re not an asshole.” James’ smirk dropped. “I don’t get what he’s doing.”

“Oh, believe me, I’ve been over and over it in my head.” Remus said quietly, “If he regretted it, he could just tell me. It would suck for a bit, but I’m not a dickhead.”

“Maybe you just need to get drunk together again.”

“That’s a stupid idea.” Remus curled in on himself, tucking his feet under him. “Maybe I should think about moving out.”

“No!” Sirius stood in the doorway, wide-eyed and covering his mouth. James and Remus stared at him. “I don’t want you to move out.” He said quietly after an awkward silence.

“But you understand why he’d want to?” James frowned at him. Sirius nodded. “So, why?”

“I met Emmeline.” Sirius mumbled, “The morning after the party.” Remus’ mouth dropped open.

“Oh, fuck.” His head was in his hands, “Oh shit, oh fuck.”

“Yeah. She turned up for your coffee date wearing less than I enjoyed seeing on a Sunday morning.” Sirius came and sat on the arm of the sofa. “I may have been a bit snippy with her, honestly.”

“Wait, who’s Emmeline?” James asked, looking between them.

“She’s the woman that Remus brought home three days before your engagement party,” Sirius said, not looking at Remus, who was trying not to smirk.

“On a Wednesday, Moony?” James was bewildered.

“Sometimes trivia night is a good way to meet people,” Remus muttered. “I completely forgot that we had plans. Well, that explains why she blocked me.”

“That, and Sirius playing jealous boyfriend,” James added.

“I was not— I didn’t�� Shut up, Prongs.” Sirius looked at Remus, “I figured it out afterwards that it was arranged before we… you know. And then I just felt gross for how I reacted.”

“You could have said something, you know.” Remus sighed, “You didn’t have to pretend it never happened and return to your carousel of men.”

“Yeah.” Sirius nodded, “It was shitty, and the shittier I felt about it, the more I spiralled, and then I thought you’d arranged this thing with Prongs to cockblock me, and then I was petty about it. And then I felt guilty about how petty I’d been, and then I spiralled some more, and yeah. I’m sorry.”

“Moony had nothing to do with it,” James confirmed.

“Yeah, I know that now.” Sirius pointed to the door. “Moody would have something to say about your awareness of your surroundings.”

“Moody can kiss my arse.” Remus shook his head, “We probably should talk about it then?” Sirius nodded.

“Well, that’s my cue.” James stood up. “You’re welcome. I’ll be around to fix your wards tomorrow. Please be clothed.”

“You’re lucky we love you, you know,” Sirius said as James waved before stepping into the fire.

“So at what point do we tell him that we’ve been together for six months?” Remus said as Sirius came to squeeze into the armchair. “He really thought he was onto something.”

“He means well.” Sirius kissed Remus’ forehead. “Love you, Moons.”

“Love you too.” He said, “Tell Davey we owe him a pint.”

Notes:

ha.

Also my headcanon (is it a headcanon if it's your own fic?) is that the first time it happened it was completely innocent, Sirius was just bringing a friend round for a drink or something, but then James showed up and was so pleased with himself that they concocted this plan

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Hei, I love your IRITB and Canis major so much. I keep going back to it.

Since V seemed to be okay with lending Sirius to have a child, how did he feel when Sirius give him the letter about Albus and Gellert and openly admired Grindelwald? And when the Vampire drunk from Sirius? Really I just want to see possessive Voldemort ;)

Also by the end, Voldemort got angry simply when Sirius wasn't home. How would he actually react if he had let Sirius marry and Sirius had a child? (Let's pretend he didn't murder Harry)

Here's a small part that didn't make it into the last chapter of Canis Major (I had to cut about 10k words):

This wasn't one of my brightest ideas, Voldemort considers, when all the vampires in the room stare at Sirius.

It's not just the usual admiration Sirius gets; there's something predatory in their eyes that sets Voldemort on edge. It makes his fingers reach for his wand.

He has to remind himself nothing will happen to Sirius; in fact, he's quite certain Sirius will enjoy it greatly. It's why he volunteered him for it, after all.

Yet even that bothers him. As the woman stalks closer to Sirius, and Sirius' pupils dilate when facing her, Voldemort is bothered, tendrils of anger licking at his brain.

Apparently, it's one thing to know Sirius is whoring around, and quite another to witness it.

He can't stand the way he looks at her, with arousal, the same way he looks at Voldemort, when they're in private.

It infuriates him. The amusement from before, when Sirius was all offended to be offered as a 'snack', withers and dies. He wants to murder the woman.

Rodolphus coughs, and Voldemort snaps out of it, only to realise he'd taken a step forward, and that he's holding his wand.

Get it together, he tells himself, just as Rodolphus sends him a pointed look.

The next few moments are uncomfortable bordering on unbearable. When she bites into Sirius, his Sirius, Voldemort envisions several ways to obliterate her.

He doesn't need vampires on his side that much, does he?

You do, a more rational side of his informs him.

No, I really don't.

"Enough," he orders, after just a few seconds.

She doesn't stop, and he raises his wand-

Nathaniel orders her to stop, and she does.

Voldemort is seething, something ugly and raw twisting inside him when he sees the fang marks on Sirius' throat- a throat that belongs to Voldemort.

And then he has to endure seeing Sirius feeding from the pest, a blissful look in his eyes, between lazy blinks.

It's especially infuriating, because Voldemort cannot feed him this way. This is not something he can offer to Sirius, and he feels lesser because of it. It's all illogical, mad, and it only serves to stoke his anger further.

Finally, it stops.

"How do vampires get erections?"

It's such a Sirius thing to ask, curious, reckless, lustful thing that he is. It would have made Voldemort laugh, but the tension in the room is high, all the vampires are aroused, and Voldemort wants to kill them all.

Nathaniel glides closer to Sirius. "I would be happy to explain."

Voldemort places himself between them. "The deal is sealed," he says, pointing to the door. "You will hear from me soon."

"You'll be able to find me for the next hours," the woman whispers to Sirius. "My blood will lead you to me-"

"Out," Voldemort orders, at the end of his patience.

Horrible images assault him, of Sirius and her naked, in some bed, bodies interwind.

It has never happened before- even when he knew Sirius was out with a woman or another, Voldemort did not think of it, did not care too much, because those women are nothing compared to him, insignificant entertainments that can only hold Sirius' attention for a moment.

But now he imagines it, and it makes him want to destroy something; preferably the vampire woman.

He calms, slightly, once he's alone with Sirius, back home. He's still irritated, because Sirius is hard, and it wasn't caused by Voldemort, but he can keep his anger in check.

And then he makes sure to redirect Sirius' lust, to make it about Voldemort.

As they fuck, Voldemort plans ways to kill the vampire.

When Sirius leaves, close to dawn, Voldemort goes on the hunt.

He brings back a bracelet the woman wore, an ancient thing, now splattered with blood and ashes.

He puts it away in a box, with a smile.

Only then he can sleep in peace.

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As for your last question, Voldemort *thinks* he will be alright with a marriage, but he won't be. Deep down, even he knows he won't be able to share Sirius, but he doesn't think about it too much, in typical Voldemort fashion. In his delusion, he pretended that Sirius would only have a wife for a night or two, get her pregnant and then she'll just disappear; that the baby wouldn't change Sirius. It's beyond delusional, of course. Marriages don't work quite like that, and neither do children.

[mrsfrecklesmarauders]

"Did you see him? Did you see what he did?" Sirius snapped "God! I can't believe he did that. It was humiliating. What is Benjy going to think?"

James was quiet as he placed a glass of water on his hand "Here, drink up"

"I'm sober!" Sirius spat "I don't need this. Remus is the one that needs it"

James pursed his lips "Lily already gave him some. She is taking care of him. I want to talk with you"

"About what?"

Sirius was furious but not with James. Never with James. He had been excited to plan a party for his friends for Halloween. Not only his lifetime friends from Hogwarts but also his new friends from art school.

Sirius just hated how insecure Remus had gotten. They had been dating for almost two years. They shared an apartment. They loved each other. What else did he need as proof?

Sirius had never loved anyone as he loved Remus. He was so freakingly in love that sometimes that feeling scared him. Sirius could never stop loving him. He was sure of that.

But when Remus got like that, drunk and jealous, Sirius didn't recognize him. He hated when Remus acted all possessive.

Remus had gotten so drunk in fact that said horrible things to Benjy.

"Remus is seeing things where there are not" Sirius said as he took a seat but he was too energetic so he stood up again and began pacing.

"I am the one to blame all the time! But he is the one who got drunk and started insulting Benjy!! In front of everyone! We were supposed to be hosting a party together. I am bloody right to be angry, aren't I?"

James took a deep breath and pushed his glasses up, something that made him look more mature. Maybe he was more mature. He was a father now.

"Do you want me to tell you you're right because I am your best friend and practically brother... Or do you want me to tell you the truth?"

Sirius frowned and stopped pacing.

"What do you mean?" he asked "What truth?"

"Remus got like that because of your attitude" James explained "And I think he's right..." he shook his head "Not about getting drunk and attacking Benjy but about getting jealous"

Sirius was about to reply something to defend himself. But he decided not to contradict James.

Yes, Benjy was a good friend. They had gotten close really fast. He was wild and passionate like Sirius himself. And Sirius had fun with him all the time. It wasn't his fault Remus never wanted to come to the parties or raves. He was more a person to stay home and enjoy a good book. But Sirius was constantly changing. He was in the peak of his youth. Long gone were the days when Sirius was too scared of getting out of the closet or confront his family. He felt young, full of energy, more queer and open with himself. Art School had opened for him a whole new world for him.

James and Lily had a Harry, and they never had time for fun anymore, always busy with baby things. Everyone was invested in their own lives. Sirius barely saw his old friends.

Benjy was fun to be around. He didn't have commitment with anyone or anything. Something Sirius admired from him.

"You do spend a lot of time with that bloke" James added "You talk about him a lot"

"He's a good friend" Sirius replied.

"Really?" James raised an eyebrow. He was being patient "Because Remus is not the jealous type. He doesn't get jealous of me, even if we are close"

Sirius groaned putting his head back.

"That's different" he said "He knows nothing could happen between us, you're like my brother"

"Cheers for that" James grinned "So you're saying something could happen with Benji?"

Sirius didn't know what to answer "I..."

"He's bisexual, isn't he?"

"Yeah but I am in love with Remus" There was no doubt in his words. Not anymore. He had fought with his feelings for so long until he couldn't take it anymore. And bam, Sirius fell in love for the first time "I love Remus"

James nodded, but he didn't seem so convinced.

"Remus wouldn't get jealous out of nowhere, though" James said carefully "Sirius...be honest with me" he leaned closer "Do you have feelings for Benjy?"

It would be easier if James didn't know him this well, if he didn't know when he was lying or avoiding a subject.

There was something that Sirius could only describe as a silly crush. There were moments when his heart began beating a little faster when Benjy touched his arm. Or maybe how much he liked when Benjy teased him. He wasn’t handsome or good looking but his attitude towards life was so attractive. He was so easily queer and just a rebel. Something that Sirius wanted to be.

But he loved Remus and he would never do anything to hurt him.

"Maybe you're confused..." James said seeing Sirius’s expression "But Remus feels insecure is because you don't give him security"

Sirius snorted "Well, I'm always trying to do romantic things together. It's Remus that doesn't want to join"

James shook his head "It doesn't work if you're only doing it because you feel guilty of spending less and less time with him. It has to come naturally"

Sirius wanted to say something but when James said the things as they were, not even Sirius could deny them.

"Remus is not stupid, Sirius" he added "He is realizing something is going on"

Sirius couldn't sleep that night. He felt like the worst piece of shit. His worst fear had been hurting Remus and that was exactly what he was doing.

The thing was that nothing felt like before. They weren't in school anymore. The friend group was all over the place. And Sirius wasn't that kid who thought the Hogwarts castle was his whole world. The rivalry between houses. The pranks. Rugby matches. The Marauders.

Sirius was almost twenty and he felt so tired of trying to dissipate Remus's insecurities. But he did so because he loved him. Although everything felt so wrong lately.

Sirius didn't want to be a bad boyfriend and decided to bring him breakfast to bed.

He usually wasn't the romantic type. And yet once he had been so in love he did all these cheesy things. He was still in love.

"Good morning, Mr. Lupin!" Sirius chanted as he placed the tray on bed and sat next to the sleeping bult of his boyfriend "Waky Waky! There's a delicious breakfast waiting for you"

Remus groaned before opening his eyes. He looked dreadful.

"Hangover, aren't we?"

Well, with everything Remus drank last night...

Remus looked confused.

"I thought you were angry with me"

"I was" Sirius sighed, then grabbed the cup of coffee to put sugar on it "But it is a new day and I want to start it with the right foot" he said "Also, I need someone to help me clean the mess"

And also, you feel guilty, don't you? A voice that sounded too much like James said in his head. Sirius ignored it.

"Pineapple?" Sirius said as he grabbed some pieces with the fork.

Remus was waiting for Sirius to snap at him again probably. However Sirius kept smiling.

"I spoke with Lily last night, I remember" Remus said touching his forehead "She thinks that the way I acted was not okay..." he sighed "And I agree... I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything... I was..."

"Jealous?"

Remus nodded "Yes"

Sirius snorted. He didn't want to be angry anymore. But he didn't like the way Remus had acted.

"What's so funny?"

"Your jealousy, Remus" Sirius spat "I don't understand it"

Remus shook his head "Really?"

"Really? Really, what? I don't like that you're constantly thinking that I am going to... I can't stand your insecurity" he was actually not over it

"So I am crazy enough to see ghosts, yeah?" Remus was getting angry.

"You humiliated Benjy last night in front of our friends. I just wanted you to get along with them. With Benjy. I wanted my two worlds to collide"

"Okay I might have stepped over the line"

"Might have" Sirius mumbled mocking.

"But what do you want me to believe? I'm not crazy, Sirius!"

"It's about love!" Sirius replied "It's about trust and maturity" God, they were fighting again "I thought you wanted to be with me forever"

"You're the one who is not mature enough not to keep this relationship afloat"

"I'm doing everything I can!" Sirius almost screamed of fury. It had been exhausting actually. "I don't say anything when you speak hours on the phone with your friend, Grant"

"It is not the same and you know it"

"Right" God, they were so pathetic.

"Grant is like my James"

Sirius simply made a face. He knew Grant wanted to get into his boyfriend's pants all the time. He was just too good to admit it. And oh damn, he was acting the same way than Remus. All jealous and stupid.

"It's not only about Benji, Sirius" Remus said with tears in his eyes "It feels like you don't love me anymore, that I am a burden to you"

It felt like that when Remus behaved like this. Which made Sirius feel guilty again.

"Of course I love you" he said with tears in his eyes as well.

Remus leaned closer.

"Then swear to me you don't feel anything for him"

Sirius swallowed. He had to sound convincing. He had to stop feeling this way. And feeling sort of attracted to Benjy. He felt like he was with one foot in and one foot out of this relationship. He wished he could feel the same way when they started dating. On the top of the world. So happy and so in love. But lately his love was based on pure memory.

"I swear, Moony, yeah"

Remus smiled and kissed him then. And the way he did it felt so wrong and desperate. As if both of them were trying to prove something.

Then Sirius’s phone rang in that second, and as if it was a curse, Benjy's name appeared on the screen.

When Remus saw it, he immediately got hurt.

Sirius ignored the call and blocked his phone.

"Are we okay, then?" Sirius asked, surprisingly desperate.

Remus seemed tense.

"Thanks for breakfast" he said as he got out of bed "But I have to go to work"

And Remus was angry again. This was a cycle that never ended.

Sirius didn't say anything else than "Okay" as Remus entered the bathroom. He even slammed the door closed.

Fuck! Since when did this relationship felt like hell itself?

[impishtubist]

Tonks and Remus getting absolutely plastered one night after Sirius dies and Tonks morphing into Sirius’ looks just so she can get laid by Remus like she’s been wanting forever.

I know it’s awful but I need your opinion

I mean, this is definitely canon. It's the only way that explains why Remus would have slept with a woman when he's gay 😂 Tonks wanted to get laid and Remus was missing Sirius and they were both extremely drunk. Of course she morphed into Sirius! Of course they slept together! Of course it accidentally resulted in Teddy! (Hogwarts has terrible sex ed.) And then of course Remus panicked, married her, panicked again, ran away, ran back, and then ran away again from his newborn son and the wife he didn't want straight into battle where he died, the end.

(Alternatively, like Lynx said, we never actually see either of them pregnant in canon, so it's also possible that Tonks-as-Sirius knocked Remus up and that's why he tried to run away with Harry and company lmao.)

[padfootdaredmetoo]

I love your Harry Potter x Peaky Blinders crossover!! The idea of Harry growing up as Tommy's son is amazing!! And just imagining book one with Harry having the attitude/life experience of growing up around the Peaky Blinders is incredible! Also the mental image of little first year Harry Potter insisting on wearing a peaky cap like his family is adorable!!!!!! If you ever wrote more of that universe I'll be eternally grateful<3

Hey Anon,

Again I'm so so sorry this took forever. Thank you for writing in and I'm happy that you enjoyed the story! Hope this blurb makes you just as happy.

Warnings: Mentions of death, boys fighting

You were tucked in your closet clutching a sticky half-drunk bottle of sweet wine. Tears were stinging your eyes as you thought over just how difficult things were. Sirius was trying his best to adjust, but his hollow figure and quiet nature was heartbreaking. He did his best to listen when you would talk to him but you would see his mind wander regularly. He’d cry at night, about James, Lily, Regulus, Marlene, no different than you or Remus. 

The dinner was a disaster and you were wondering how you would make these two very different lives mesh together. Looking up at the yellowing lightbulb hanging from the ceiling you said a silent prayer. Your eyes landed on a small pink floral picture box on the top shelf of the closet. 

You got up craving the familiar sting of comfort mixed with pain. Opening the box you carefully sorted through what was left of your friends and family from that lifetime. Photos, letters, ribbons, tickets, and candy wrappers. The box was so colorful, filled with laughing smiling faces, and yet things felt so dark and cold. 

You picked up a letter from Lily, in the brief time she had after school had finished. She was upset that her sister had sent her a mean letter. It didn't matter how many nasty things or how much time Petuna had been removed from her life, these things always cut Lily deeply. She complained about how her sister had bought the house near her childhood home, and how Lily wasn't invited to the wedding. You recalled the comforting letter that you had sent her. Reassuring her that she would be your maid of honor when the time came. 

You started to wonder if Petuna still lived in that house. From what you knew of her, you strongly doubted she would move after living on the same street her whole life. If she was there, Harry was there too. While Dumbledore had said you had to leave him there, you pulled the thick purple envelope from the stack of worn papers. You technically had custody…. 

You could drive there tomorrow and visit, just to ensure the boy was alright. No harm would be done by checking up on him. 

You dried your eyes, and the pain of the current stressors in your life shifted to the back of your mind as you embraced your new mission. 

You told Tommy the plan lying next to him in the dark. He’d found you in the closet crying not too long after you had made your decision. 

“I’ll go with you.” He said kissing the top of your head. You thought of all the meetings and things he had planned for tomorrow.  

“You don't have to, I could see if the boys want to go.” You thought of how Sirus would react and realized that might not be the best idea. 

“Let's scope the place out before we kidnap the boy eh?” He chuckled. “Figure out what we are getting ourselves into, then tell Sirus.” 

Guilt swirled in the pit of your stomach. You hated keeping things from your friends, however, Sirius was temperamental these days. He was trying to figure out what life without James was like. Once he picked Harry up there was nothing that would stand between him and the boy. Dumbledore’s warnings rang through your mind. 

“We will sort it, we always do,” Tommy murmured before falling asleep. You tried to follow him, but for once you were the one left awake with ghosts swimming in your eyes. 

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You wore a nice dress and were happy that Tommy, a muggle was accompanying you. Thomas was their kind of people and it should put them at ease. You had called ahead and after a rather rude discussion, they had agreed for you to come by. 

You watched their eyes absorb the wealth that oozed off of you and Thomas. You certainly caught them off guard. Once you saw the little face poke out from behind a wall at the end of the hall something inside you shifted. 

The big green eyes of your childhood best friend peered up at you hesitantly. Dark bags lay under his eyes, his skin too pale. He had a large red mark on his cheek and a cut above his eyebrow. Anger swelled inside you as the boy visibly shook. 

“Harry, say hello.” Vernon barked. “He’s a slow talker. Been to lots of doctors” Vernon fumbled in his excuses clearly caught up in winning Tommy’s approval. You moved past Petuna’s skeletal frame and watched the boy take a step back from you. His clothes were too big making him look even skinnier if it was possible. 

You opened your hands to him and he reluctantly toddled towards you. You pulled the boy up to your chest bringing those haunted green eyes eye level with your own. 

“Hey, Harry.” The boy gave a little nod showing that he had heard you. “I’m a friend of your parents.” You said softly. The boy’s face perked up with interest as a small stuffed horse came into your line of vision. Thomas handed the small boy a white horse. 

“Should name him Shadowfax” you mumbled more to yourself than anyone else. It was a stupid reference, you didn’t know why you said it. The memory of listening to Remus reading the Lord of the Rings to the group in the boy's dorm crushed you. Who read Harry's stories at night? Did they read to him at all? 

A wave of hysteria washed over you. Thomas with his cold mask in place put his arm around you and started to lead you out of the cramped entry hallway and out into the front yard. He opened the car door for you and commanded you to get into the car. 

There was a short and curt conversation by the door but you were too absorbed in looking down at the boy. 

The three of you sat in silence the whole journey back to Arrow House. You had brought lots of water and treats along for the ride and Harry wasted no time eating them. His hands were sticky with jam and you tried to wipe it off with a handkerchief. 

The car parked and the realization of what had happened hit you. People, Dumbledore, would surely be on his way. So many questions and conversations would have to be had. 

Harry’s laugh brought your attention back to the cab of the car. Tommy had taken off his hat and placed it on Harry’s head. The hat had slipped forward causing the boy to laugh. The sound was enough to cure any sadness. You let out a laugh as he pushed it back up his face for the thing to fall forward immediately. 

What ever happened you could sort it out. 

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Harry was an abnormally easy child as long as you were holding on to him. Esme had brought over some clothes for him, and some toys. Tommy had handled all the phone calls for you. Leaving you to get Harry washed and dressed. You wrapped him in a big linen blanket before settling on the couch in Tommy’s office. You started to read The Hobbit to him in a soft voice. 

The boy had one arm around his horse and the other hand fisted in your blouse. You felt his body go limp as he drifted off to sleep. The door to the study opened and you jumped at the sound. Sirius rushed into the room with the fire that used to surround him. His eyes were bright and teary. He sat on the couch next to you before putting his arm around you. His face hidden in your neck. 

A sob shook through him and you tried your best to comfort him. Remus slumped into the spot next to him looking worn and unprepared. After a long moment of silence, you continued to read aloud from the book. After a long while Sirius finally sat up. Harry let out a squawk and you watched how everyone came back to life around you. Sirius and Remus both fawned over the boy. 

You handed the boy to Sirius and for a moment you wondered if he would ever put Harry down again. 

“I suppose he will come home with me then?” Sirius said while bouncing Harry on his lap. 

“Wh-” Before you could answer Thomas had stepped in. 

“Figured it would be best to do this the traditional way. A village and whatnot. You can take the cottage at the end of the property or stay in the house.” 

Your head spun to look at him then back to Sirus to see how he would respond. Sirius got up and extended a hand to Thomas. They shook hands, silently ending a feud that had been hanging over you since you got Sirius released. 

“I’ve gone over the paperwork you have done, to my understanding you have custody regardless of what this Dumbledore has to say. Remus can you look over it to see if I’ve missed anything.” 

Remus gave him and nod and the two of them started to discuss the paperwork and magical law over Tommy’s desk. Sirius leaned against the back of the couch as Harry drifted off again. The firelight shining against Sirius’s face was soft and warm enough to almost hide the damage he had suffered. For a moment he looked like the boy that you grew up with, back in the common room. 

His eyes opened and flashed to you. 

“Wot?” You said quietly. 

“I didnt think he would let you keep him here.” Sirius whispered. 

“Why?” 

“Well, it's all fancy, maids and nonsense.” Sirius waved his hand. Suddenly his reluctance to your new life made more sense. 

“Thomas knows what it’s like to be a kid like Harry. He wouldn’t let it happen to someone else if he could help it.” Anger was starting to swell in your chest. 

Sirius thought about things for a moment. 

“What do you mean?” He asked in an interested voice, free of the usual judgment reserved for Tommy. 

“Sirius, Tommy built all of this” You waved your hand around. “This isn't family money or status. He made his way in life, you might not like how he got here, but he is fair.” 

Sirius thought about your words staring back at the fire before a smile crept across his face. 

“Might have misjudged him.” He said quietly suddenly looking at his fingernails. You punched his arm getting even more frustrated when he barked a laugh. “I guess this place just reminded me of my parents a little, he’ll never be good enough for you.” He paused for a long moment before sighing. “But I will say he’s trying to be and I respect that.” 

You smile at him and finally felt that he was home from Askaban. It took some effort but soon everyone had settled into Arrow house. 

Dumbledore came and helped with the protective enchantments. You and him struck up an agreement that so long as Voldemort was gone Harry could stay. However, once he started his comeback Harry would have to go back to the Dursleys. You shook on it, knowing full well that you would never let it happen. 

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Harry got put through another round of hugs as his large family stood on the platform. He was glad that his cousins and most of the family stayed home having said their goodbyes the night before. 

Polly crushed him in her arms leaving a smudge of pink lipstick on his forehead. He watched as Sirus struggled to stay calm, Remus looked a mix of excitement and his usual sadness. Harry had been up most of the night with his Godfather listening to all sorts of stories about Hogwarts. Harry was excited to see everything for himself, but he would have to admit he didnt like the feeling of being away from his family. Saying goodbye to Sirus was hard, and Harry could feel the anxiety radiating off of him. 

You hugged him next, you had the same sort of anxiety radiating off of you. Your arms made a painful lump form in his throat. You kissed the top of his head. 

“See you at Christmas, love. Whatever Siruis told you to do.” You put both hands on his shoulders and looked down at him with a hard eye. “Don't.” You smiled and Tommy came and gave him a quick hug. 

Tommy placed his cap on his head and Harry froze. 

“For good luck. Stay out of trouble alright.” He said it in a firm voice but winked at Harry. 

He got on the train and felt a strange sense of panic wash over him. He was excited, his parents sat on this train just like he did. But as far back as Harry could think he had never been on his own before. There were always people at Arrow House, just outside his bedroom. Always games to be played with his cousins, always someone telling stories. 

He was on his own. 

He pulled open the glass door of a compartment. He tossed his heavy trunk up into the shelf above the seats. He pressed his face up against the glass and waved at his family before they faded out of view.  

Someone knocked on the glass and he saw a redheaded boy, with worn clothes.  

“Can I sit here?” 

“Yeah, sure.” Harry was slightly hesitant. He was always hypervigilant of strangers, he knew what could happen and go wrong with outsiders. The heavy cap on his head gave him an added sense of security. His fingers came up and ran gently along the rim of the hat. No blades. But that could be easily fixed if Harry felt he needed some. 

“Woah, you're Harry Potter.” He scrunched up his nose for a moment, before nodding. Sirius said it would happen. He thought the name sounded funny after being referred to as a Shelby all the time. 

“That’s me,” Harry said wondering how the boy would react to him.

“Ron Weasley.” The boy stuck out his hand and Harry shook it. He thought of how Sirius had met James on the train and smiled brightly hoping that maybe Ron would also become a lifelong friend. 

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Everyone was stuffed into the hallway, some kids looking nervous, others looking excited. When Harry saw a particular blonde-haired boy he knew right away they wouldn't get along. The boy had a mean sneer on his face as his eyes locked onto Ron. Harry was ready, his fists balled properly. He knew that he would have to assert himself quickly, it’s what Tommy would do if he was here. 

The blonde boy moved towards them with a strut in his walk. 

“Weasly. Surprised they another one of your lot in here.” Harry noted the posh accent and it made his blood boil even more. He hated people like this, whether that came from Sirius or Tommy, he wasn't sure. Harry made a quick assessment of the two larger boys that hung off of the small boy's shoulders. 

If he was going to hit him he would probably take a beating, but that shows bravery, right? Harry listened as the boy started to list off, rather loudly about how poor Ron’s family was. He looked as Ron’s face got redder and redder, his own hands balled into fists. Harry figured he would know what to do then. 

The boy took a sharp step towards Ron and by instinct, Harry took his hat in hand and started to beat on the blonde-haired boy. There was a satisfying crunch of his nose and Harry figured that a crooked nose would teach him not to be rude.  

The other two boys started to lay down upon him, his ribs burned and he took it without crying or fussing. 

He pushed himself up off of the floor and started to round on one of the boys. He doubled over when Harry hit him hard in the stomach.  

“Boys! BOYS!” A stern Scottish voice called out. Harry took a step back and looked up at the woman, who surprisingly looked exactly as Sirius had described her.  Minnie. 

She grabbed his shoulder tightly, stepping in between the boys. 

“You will behave for this ceremony, or you will be sent home.” She paused for a moment to let her words sink in. “Now we will talk about punishments after.”

She glared down at them over the top edge of her glasses before ushering them into the great hall. 

Anxiety gripped him tightly until the hat shouted he would be in Gryffindor. Just like his parents, he took a breath and settled into the castle. 

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You were tired and missing Harry. Tommy was feeling the same way as he poured over his paperwork. You sat on the couch next to Polly as she tried to teach you how to crochet. You knew she was trying to give you a project to save you from empty nest syndrome. She understood why Harry had to go but she wasn't pleased about it in the slightest. 

Your fingers kept getting tangled in the yarn and you wondered when her patience would wear thin enough that she would let you give up. The door swung open and all three of you jumped. 

“He’s already in trouble,” Remus said as Sirius handed you a letter. Your eyes ran over the paper. A fight with another first-year? 

“A fight with another boy?” You murmured. 

“Malfoy” Sirius added in a dark tone.  

“Oh,” You weren't sure how you felt but were relieved to know that you and Sirus had been summoned. 

“Aren't they death munchers or whatever” Arthur had also entered the room and you were surprised he remembered that. Sirius snorted at the mistake. 

“Good on him. He’s got to assert himself right away with that crowd.” Polly said with urgency. 

“Exactly,” Thomas said with a nod. “He needs to show he’s not soft in case Voldy-whatever comes back.” 

Esme and John came in and also started to make their arguments for not being soft in a school that size. What they should do to the Malfoy family in retaliation to show that his family would back Harry magic or not. 

“Let’s go and see what’s this about before we start threatening people,” You said trying to get the yarn untangled from your hands. 

You could tell that Tommy wanted to go, he was a father figure to Harry. You asked Sirus quietly as you walked towards the front door.  He gave a nod and you called out for Tommy. 

The three of you walked through the night to the cottage, as it had the only fireplace connected to the flu network. 

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He got in a good deal of trouble for starting the fight. The boy’s father came through the giant green flames in the fireplace. Harry took a breath about to claim that his parents should also be summoned but seeing your face emerge from the flames he thought perhaps it was better that you weren't involved. 

Sirius also followed through the fireplace. Harry could tell that he was not pleased. Then to his surprise, Tommt came through. He could tell that the Malfoys were already making judgments.

“Now-” Dumbledore started then Draco quickly interrupted. 

“He started it! I was walking up just like everyone else and he attacked me!” His voice was whiney and Harry felt that the boy's behavior had already gotten him out of trouble with his family. 

Harry took a breath and let his face fall like Tommy’s was. 

“Look, I don’t know what your problem with Ron is, but I won’t sit around and watch people throw slurs.” He shifted his gaze from Malfoy to the fire. “Plus, three-on-one is a coward's move.” He smiled smugly as both the boy and his father got angry. 

“My son was assaulted.” The man shouted viciously. Harry felt triumphant, he was calm and cool and they looked positively deranged. 

“Your son deserves-” Harry started but Sirius clamped his hand down on Harry’s shoulder. Harry was conflicted on one hand he thought Sirius would be happy he was like his father, but instead he got the feeling all of you would be giving him a long lecture. 

“Now, I want this boy expelled or I’ll be forced to go the ministry. He’s dangerous.” Malfoy spat at Dumbledore. 

“I hardly think a conflict between 11-year-old boys needs ministry intervention.” To Harry’s surprise, it was Tommy who spoke. “Harry will apologize, and I assume that someone at the school possesses the magical ability to correct the boy’s nose?” 

There was silence in the room. When no one else said anything he continued.  “My son won’t tolerate whatever agenda that boy is pushing, so for everyone’s safety I would recommend he keeps his thoughts to himself before things like this escalate past broken noses.” 

His eyes locked with Malfoy's father’s. Harry could feel the power radiating off of Tommy’s glare, he could tell that the other man would back down. 

“Harry apologize.” You spoke clearly. 

“I’m sorry I broke your nose,” Harry said in a flat tone trying to sound like Tommy. The two men were still glaring at each other when eventually the man gripped the boy's shoulder in a way that almost made Harry flinch. 

“I’m sorry I spoke about your friend that way.” Draco looked scared and Harry felt sorry for the boy. 

“Well, all that’s left is punishment,” Dumbledore spoke softly. “This will be determined by your head of house, and approved by me.” The man looked slightly amused and Harry wanted to know why. 

“I would like to speak with Harry before we leave.” You stated and Dumbledore nodded. Sirius guided Harry into the hallway, where you and Tommy followed. 

“Punishments here are no joke, so I would get that temper under control before your quidditch years,” Sirus said sternly. Harry gave him a nod. 

“No more hitting. Older students-” 

“Don’t tolerate whatever shit that boy was pushing. Not ever, not for a moment.” Tommy interrupted you. “That nonsense has hurt this family enough.” 

Tommy bent down to look at Harry. “You need to be smart about how you navigate this, you're not like everyone else. The reputation you need to build here can’t be won with violence. A time is going to come when you will get a chance to fight. But this is the time to make friends, find out who you can trust. And learn everything you can about people like them.” His voice was low and dark. Harry didnt know what exactly he was referring to, but he believed him. He would be more careful. 

Tommy gave him a hug and then he listened to you and Sirius before getting more hugs. He felt sad as his family departed into the fireplace. 

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Harry got settled into his bed after talking with Ron. He could see the bruise forming where Ron had been hit, and he was glad that Ron’s family hadn’t been called.

He missed his bed. He missed how you would still come and read to him before bed. Looking up at the beams supporting the curtains he could see a little set of antlers carved into the wood. His heart lept at the thought that perhaps this could have been his father’s bed. With his thoughts wandering he realized that Tommy had referred to him as his son in the meeting. He felt conflicted about how much that meant to him. Sirius never crossed those boundaries, out of respect for him or his father he wasn’t sure. He was a Godson. You always said all the things a mother would say but still never assumed the title of his mother. 

Tommy had said, son. 

Perhaps that would make his parents happy. Maybe they could see how many people loved him. He hoped they knew.

[seriouslysam8]

What's the favorite fic idea or plot you've gotten from a reader

If I’m being completely honest, right now, this fucking one-night stand Hinny where Harry’s a healer and finds out he has a kid years later. I’ve been thinking about it all day and even made a mood board instead of writing what I’m supposed to be writing.

Check it. Sirius never goes to Azkaban and takes Harry to America. Harry never goes to Hogwarts. Never meets the Weasleys. Voldemort never comes back. At 19 and going through Healer training, he and Sirius go to Wales on holiday. Maybe Remus’ dad died and they’re there to help him out. One night they go to a pub where the Holyhead Harpies happen to be celebrating the new recruits. It’s a Muggle pub so nobody is bothered. Harry meets Ginny and they hit it off immediately. Drunk and having the hots for one another, sleep together. Harry goes back to America. Ginny starts taking training seriously.

She’s pregnant. Keeps the kid. Only knows the father’s first name and assumes he’s a Muggle since nobody knows what Harry looks like as an adult.

Two years later, Harry sees Ginny is a raising star on the Harpies. He remembers her from that night but doesn’t think much of it. He’s a pediatric healer in America afterall.

Two more years pass, Ginny makes the English team for the World Cup that so happens to take place in America. Ginny’s kid gets really sick, high fever and the whole shebang. She takes him to the wizarding hospital. Harry walks in and stops dead. A small 3 year old with messy black hair, bright green eyes, and glasses looks up at him miserably. Harry can’t move. Ginny can’t move.

Dun. Dun. Dun.

[friendly-neighborhood-boricua]

Favorite Photo

Summary: Sirius does the tiktok trend where there’s some fake dialogue at the beginning saying “why do you keep smiling at that one photo?” and then he shows a cute photo of Y/N

Notes: Harry Potter Universe, Sirius Black x reader (no Y/N beyond the summary), modern!AU (only because there’s tiktok), headcanons

This trend popped up on Sirius’s for you page and he immediately wanted to do it

I think there are two possibilities with Sirius doing this trend

The first one is super sweet and fluffy, because we all know Sirius is Sweetheart™

He spends way too long scrolling through his photos, trying to find the perfect photo of you and him together

And that kinda turns into him just going through his entire camera roll and looking at all the photos and watching all the videos

He’s easily distracted lol

And eventually he finds a video that James took when they were at a party

James is quite drunk, but the video is surprisingly steady, and he’s walking around the party and finding each of the Marauders

Just for fun, I guess? James still doesn’t remember that party because he was really out of it, but that’s okay lol

And when he finally gets to Sirius, he finds the both of you laying on the couch with Sirius laying on your stomach, his chin resting on your chest as he just kinda stares at you

So Sirius takes a screenshot and boom, new favorite photo of the two of you

And of course, he’s got that lovesick look in his eyes at the beginning of the tiktok when the screen says something to the effect of ‘Why do you keep smiling at that photo??’, and the background music is probably like Billie Eilish’s cover of Hotline Bling or something pretty and soft like that (“Just like you!” Sirius insists, and everyone in the room rolls their eyes)

Most of Sirius’s followers (besides his friends, of course) follow him because he’s an absolutely GORGEOUS specimen of the human species, and you’re fine with that because, let’s be real, you agree with them

But when he posts stuff about you and him (which is relatively often) it’s always this sort of thing: lovey dovey and soft and sweet

And all of his followers go absolutely wild for it

They eat that shit up

Every one of them sees the both of you as their ideal relationship, and they all simply love you both immensely

Now, if you recall, I did say there are two possibilities

The second is kinda silly, but I think it still fits with Sirius’s personality

Because this time around, Sirius knows exactly which photo he wants to use

And it’s an absolutely terrible one

Not actually terrible, of course, because Sirius thinks you look gorgeous in every photo, and he’d never post any photo of yours without your express permission

But not exactly your finest moment either

It’s probably something silly, like you making a disgusted face at something, glaring at him after a prank, ugly-laughing at something one of your friends said—you get the gist

Maybe he’d post this one after the first one with something like “runner up” in the description lmao

Of course, it’s all in good fun, and if you were to perhaps come to him pouting once you see it, he’ll cuddle you to death and apologize and ask if you want him to delete it

He’s such a thoughtful little sweetheart <3

[chlobliviate]

Wolfstar Microfic - Rings

Words: 993

@wolfstarmicrofic

🌙✨🌙✨🌙

Prongs

Moony you need to come get your man, he’s so drunk.

They won’t serve him anymore.

😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩

Moony

🙄🙄 Not my man, Prongs.

On my way. 😘😘

Remus, in his soft pyjama bottoms and one of Sirius’ hoodies, drove into town to the bar the others were at. He had a ridiculous amount of student work to mark so, ignoring Sirius’ protests, he’d opted for a night in. It turned out that marking in an empty house went a lot quicker than marking in a house where Sirius kept interrupting him.

Outside the bar, Sirius was propped up between James and Pete. They eased him into the passenger seat, giggling as he got his bearings.

“Moons!” He looked over at Remus and his whole face lit up. “James, Moony’s here!”

“I see him, Pads.” James smirked, “He’s going to take you home.”

“Oh,” Sirius paused, “Well that sounds lovely.”

Remus glanced back over at James who mouthed. “Tequila.”

“Oh, Pads, not tequila.” He opened the glove compartment and pulled out a plastic bag and a pack of baby wipes, just in case.

“So fucking cute,” Sirius mumbled to himself as he accepted the bag.

“You alright? Need a lift?”

“Nah, Pete and this girl have hit it off so I’m gonna stay and wingman.” James grinned at Pete who looked very smug.

“Can’t wait to hear about it tomorrow.” Remus smiled at them as they waved and headed back inside.

“Wait, are they going back in?” Sirius tried to undo his seatbelt. Remus pulled his hand away before he could figure it out.

“Yeah, but we’re going home.” He said kindly, but firmly. “You had too much, mate.”

Sirius pouted as Remus covered the seatbelt clip with his hand. “Can we go to McDonalds?” He huffed after a few attempts at moving it before Remus laced their fingers together to distract him. “I’ll go home if we can go to McDonalds.”

“You’ve got yourself a deal.” If Sirius regularly looked at him the way he did when he took his drunk ass to McDonalds, his life would be in danger. “But you’re buying me a McFlurry.”

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Once they got home and finished eating. Remus put the kettle on as Sirius settled on the sofa. When he returned, carrying two mugs, he stopped to look at Sirius.

“You good, Moons?” He opened one eye. Remus shook himself out of it and nodded, handing him a mug. “Thanks. I think I’m quite drunk.”

“Quite?” Remus chuckled, sitting down next to him. “You couldn’t walk up the stairs.”

“That seems like the stairs’ problem.” Sirius waved his hand towards the stairs. He opened his eyes and looked at Remus. He sat cross-legged, facing him. He looked so soft in the glow from the lamp. He crossed his legs and turned fully so they were knee to knee. “I should tell you something, right?”

Remus hesitated. “Well, that’s up to you.”

Sirius tilted his head slightly, regarding him, “Nah, I should tell you.” He took a deep breath. “Moony. Remus.” The hair on Remus’ arms stood on end. “You are… the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen.” Remus tried to interrupt but Sirius just put a hand on his knee and shook his head, “There’ll be time for questions at the end. You’re… you’re just so Moony! Fuck, I just love you.” He smiled at Remus, eyes slightly out of focus.

“You’re drunk.” Remus hated himself for wanting to pretend this was real. “You should go to bed.”

“Would you come with me?” Sirius looked at him from under his lashes and Remus had to close his eyes to maintain any semblance of self-control. Seizing the moment, Sirius pressed his lips to Remus’, startling him.

“Pads, what the fuck?” Remus put a hand on Sirius’ shoulder as he tried to lean in again. “Hey, stop!”

Sirius just stared at him, looking like a kicked puppy. “But I— I thought…” He mumbled.

“I need you to hear me. You’re drunk. I’m not drunk. And I’m not the kind of person who’d take advantage of you or any other drunken idiot. If you want to talk about this tomorrow when you’re sober, then we can talk about it. But for now, let’s get you to bed.”

Sirius nodded sadly and let Remus help him off the sofa, before grabbing their tea and heading for the stairs. He helped Sirius take off his shirt and jeans and stopped him before he tried to slide his boxers down.

Sirius sat on the edge of the bed as Remus turned to leave. “Moons.” He said softly, twirling one of his rings, before slipping it off. “Put this on, I want you to know that I’m serious. I might be wankered, but I’m so serious.”

“You’re always Sirius.” Remus chuckled as he crouched down in front of him. Sirius slid the twisted gold ring onto the fourth finger on Remus’ left hand and pressed a kiss to his knuckle. “Thank you. Now will you please get into bed?”

Sirius nodded and slipped under the duvet without further protest. Remus watched him toss and turn for a moment before he got comfortable, and then he was asleep. Remus was never jealous of Sirius’ confidence, good looks or money, but the way he could fall asleep instantly had Remus positively green sometimes.

He slipped off Sirius’ hoodie once he was in his room and got into bed. He twisted the ring around his finger for what felt like hours until he fell asleep.

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When he woke up, the first thing he saw was Sirius’ face, inches from his own.

“Morning!” He smiled at Remus, “I made tea.”

Remus sat up slowly, with a groan, “Thanks.”

“So… it’s tomorrow. Well, no, it’s today, but—”

“You remember?” Remus’ heart was pounding in his head as Sirius nodded. “You want to talk about it?”

He nodded again, nervously, as he looked down at Remus’ hand. “Yeah, I think it’s time.”

[aanoia]

"Just friends"

James Potter x reader

Summary; truth or dare leads to drunken confessions leads to sweet kisses

Warnings; alcohol, mentions of weed

Words; 1175

Requests are welcome and encouraged! I have an anon submission box and you can ask in comments!

Welcome to my blog Harry Potter fans, please get along with the obx and Avatar fans who also reside here

“Mk, my turn, Lils, truth or dare?” Marlene asked, taking a sip from her firewhiskey.

“Mmm, dare.” Lily said with a smile.

“Okay, I dare you…” She put her finger to her chin in thought. “To kiss Y/n. On the lips.” She decided.

Lily looked at me and giggled. I leaned in and placed a fat kiss on her lips. I pulled away with a smile and took a gulp of my drink.

“I know who you pretended she was!” Dorcas said in a singsong voice.

“Jamesie!” Marlene sang with her.

I threw a pillow at the couple, “Shut up. He doesn’t like me like that. James and I are just friends.” I was thankful that when I drank I became flushed, or the girls would tease me for the heat rising to my cheeks.

Lily laughed loudly, “Friends?” She asked incredulously. “Babe, I’ve seen that boy almost snap his neck because he heard your laugh and wanted to know why you were laughing. But yes, keep telling yourself you’re just friends.”

I took another drink from my bottle.

“Yeah. I’ve talked to Siri and he complains about how annoying James is when all he can talk about is how perfect you are, about how he just wishes you loved him back.” Marlene added to which Dorcas nodded.

“Mhm, and not to mention the fact that he changed all of his classes to be in your classes. Or that he always watches you as you pass by as if you’re an angel from heaven. Or when he looks at you over his books and turns beat red when someone catched him. Or how about-”

“Okay, okay, I understand.”

“Okay, my turn.” Lily announced. “Y/n, truth or dare?”

“Dare, duh. I’m no pussy.” I said confidently, straightening my posture.

“Okay then, I dare you to go tell James you’re madly in love with him.”

If it wasn’t for the whiskey coursing through my veins I would’ve immediately shot down the idea, however, I was drunk as fuck. And maybe the fact that they just told me about all the things he supposedly does that showed he loved me as I do him gave me an extra burst of confidence. I stood up, a determined look on my face.

“No way.” Marlene muttered and I downed the last of my drink and made my way to the door of the dorm.

I opened the door and turned around with a grin, waving to the girls, “I’ll see you later.” I said, quieter this time so as to not wake anyone. I stumbled down the stairs, giggling slightly at how out of it I was.

I walked up the stairs to the boys dormitory, thankful for the lack of enchantment on their stairs. Eventually I reached the boys dorm, which was lively with noise. The group was talking and laughing loudly as music played. I wonder how their neighbors feel about how loud they are. I admired the carving the boys had made in their door as I waited for the liquid courage to kick in. The messy carving had read “The Marauders” with a little wonky smile next to it. I smiled as I remembered carving in the smile while James carefully carved the eyes. I closed my eyes as I remembered the heat of his body behind mine, and the feeling of his breath hovering across my neck.

I took a deep breath, “Here goes nothing.” I knocked loudly and the talking stopped, a moment later the music ceased as well. After there was no answer I knocked again and soon after heard quiet footsteps nearing the door.

The door opened to reveal a slightly sweaty, high out of his mind, Sirius Black.

“Ah, my favorite girl. What brings you here, love?” Sirius asked.

“Pads? Who is it?” Remus asked from behind the door.

“I need James.” I told him, a slight slur to my words.

Sirius’ eyes widened slightly. Of course he knew how his best girl friend was in love with his best boy friend. He had known from the beginning. He had tried to get them together so many times but neither of them could get it through their thick skulls that they both loved each other.

“Prongs, you have a visitor.” Sirius called back with a grin on his face, not breaking eye contact with me. Sirius stepped to the side and a confused James stepped into view. Suddenly, all the alcohol left my system and fear filled my body as I sobered up.

“Y/n?” He asked quietly and my heart fluttered.

“Can we talk?” I asked, almost in a whisper.

James looked at Sirius for a second before he nodded and stepped out. I gently grabbed his hand as the door closed and led him down the stairs. I sat on the couch and pulled my hand away. James sat next to me as I watched the neverending fire.

“Y/n? What did you want to talk abo-” James asked softly.

“I love you.” I interrupted him. I shook my head, “I’m in love with you. And I totally get it if you don’t like me- or love me back.”

“Y/n.” James tried.

“And I also understand if I just ruined our friendship, and I’m really sorry but I love you.”

“Y/n!”

I looked over to him. “No, James, let me talk.” He closed his mouth. “James, from the day I first saw you I’ve been drawn to you. And it was different from the way I was drawn to Sirius, or Remus, or Lily, or any of them. I didn’t figure out how it was different until third year and ever since then you won’t leave my mind. Everything about you entrances me, your voice, your laugh, your personality, your eyes, and your hair, oh my Godric your hair-” James laughed and I flashed him a smile. “I love you, James. Way more than I’ve loved anyone. I get it if you don’t love me back, but I just thought you’d want to know. And I was dared to tell you how I felt. And I’m really drunk.”

James scooted closer to me and lifted his hand to my cheek, “Can I kiss you?” He asked and I closed my eyes.

“Please.” I whispered and in a moment his lips were on mine. He pulled away after a second and looked into my eyes. He tucked a piece of hair behind my ear before leaning back in with a soft smile. My hand found its way to the nape of his neck and I gently pulled him closer to me. He laughed into my mouth and stroked my cheek before he pulled away. I kept my eyes closed, wanting to savor the moment. A soft smile came across my face as he gently kissed my eyelids and I opened my eyes. He rested his forehead against mine, keeping his hand on my cheek.

He placed a final kiss on my lips, “I love you too.”

[lulu-recs]

never have I ever written a love letter by wannnabesuper

during a drinking game, remus lets slip that he's written a love letter. sirius (and an increasingly large group of friends) won't rest until they get to the bottom of this!

confessional spaces by thatfilmgraduate

sirius black is trapped in an enclosed space with his best friend and fellow marauder, remus lupin, and some interesting truths come to light.

or: sirius black asks a lot of questions and remus lupin is a moody fucker.

the light that blinds my eyes by aryastark_valarmorghulis

sirius is in love. remus is too, he just doesn't know it yet.

in which sirius is demi and pines a lot, remus is oblivious, and they should move together as soon as possible.

possibly a date by anonymous

basically sirius asks remus to dinner, but remus doesn't realize it's a date.

it's me or the dog by ruarcher (coriesocks)

sirius didn’t realise how much he relied upon his best friend (and took him for granted) until he was replaced. with a dog.

come in from the cold by goodboylupin (somebetterwords)

the first Hogsmeade weekend of sixth year. alternatively: in which sirius frets and works to keep remus warm, james argues it’s not that cold, remus wishes the cold brought something more, and peter just wishes everyone would get their heads out of their asses.

solntse by lumosinlove

sirius, a young russian billionaire hires remus, who is working part time as a call boy to make ends meet. things happen, feelings occur.

that’s the art of getting by by sarewolf ♡

“what do you want me to do?” remus says, tiredly. all he wants is to curl up on his bed. smoke a pack of cigarettes. get drunk. he can’t stop looking at harry. “remus...” dumbledore is gentle. remus hates when he has that tone. hates that he knows it will hurt. “there is no one else left.” a bitter laugh escapes him. “so you’ll curse the poor thing with a werewolf for a guardian?”

lonely dancers by anonymous

remus didn't want to go out in the first place, and now lily's gone and his crush is kissing someone else. Nothing can save this from being the worst nightout ever. except maybe another person, who's also by himself... coincidentally

wading in waist-high water by colgatebluemintygel ♡

remus is a phd student and hobbyist baker who finds himself adrift following his father’s death. on a whim, he enters the great british bake off and is swept up in a flurry of curdled custard, shrunken souffle, and under-proved dough. remus expects to be challenged and to embarrass himself on public television. what he doesn’t account for are the friendships he develops with the other contestants and the deep connection he forms with his teenage crush, sirius black: charming ex-boy band member and bake off presenter.

or

sirius groans, dropping his head back into his hands. “it’s the dough,” he mumbles into the skin of his palms. “it’s the kneading. it’s his hands. they’re obscene.” lily laughs. “they are a bit, aren’t they?”

customers only by orphan_account ♡

"dragging her eyes back to sirius, the hostess pointed a perfectly manicured nail to the sign on the podium that read: restroom for customers only." a charming stranger saves sirius black from a sticky situation when little harry's on the verge of wetting himself.

just like the movies by venusjewels

standing off to the side of the red carpet, sirius wasn’t nervous at all. he had a flask of vodka and blind confidence, what more did he need?

sirius is a reluctant red carpet interviewer for the 2023 awards season.

remus is a charming movie star that just so happens to attend a lot of awards shows.

the best by far is you by orphan_account

padfoot and moony meet over mutual follows on tumblr. remus, the blind student, hires sirius, the fallen aristocrat, to be a reader for his classes. they fall in love in separate ways, and fall apart. then fall together. their love is almost as ridiculous as they are.

my jokes are my armour, my kindness is my sword by littleoldrachel ♡

“my mum died last year,” sirius says at last, perhaps more bluntly than he intended – perhaps not given the defiant set of his chin. “and we don’t have a gravestone yet, till the ground settles or whatever, so I want something I can put there to represent her and how toxic she was.” remus blinks. whatever he had expected sirius to say, it hadn’t been that. he had inferred that he and regulus had a complicated relationship with their blood family, but this was a wholly unexpected turn. unfortunately, instead of the empathic response he knows is in there somewhere, what comes out is: “yes, that sounds like a perfectly healthy response to grief.”

you and me, moony by amethystheart2421

prompt 85: ambiguous loyalties during the first war. they’re both using each other to get a piece of sirius they can’t have. au in which remus was in ravenclaw and only became friends with sirius in later years at hogwarts. remus is staying at sirius's flat resting after a full moon when his old boyfriend shows up... his old boyfriend, who happens to be sirius's little brother, and a death eater.

hot library hunk by thefeistyrogue

sirius and james fight over who gets to serve the hot library hunk that comes into their cafe.

to say goodbye is not forever by greywolfandmoon

when remus lupin falls in love, he lets go. when he lets go, he writes. he stores all his letters in a shoebox underneath his bed. one day, to his horror, all his letters are magically sent out ...and James has an idea. inspired by to all the boys I've loved before by jenny han. no prior knowledge needed.

by any other name by under_the_willow ♡

it was chance that brought sirius to moony's new and used books on one cold winter's morning - chance, and james potter. he couldn't tell if it was destiny that put remus lupin behind the front desk.

destiny or not, sirius finds himself visiting the quaint bookstore more and more, until he can't imagine going a day without dropping by to talk to remus, and share a cup of tea.

he finds himself captivated by the amber-eyed man - who seems to have even more secrets than sirius himself. secrets that show themselves in mysterious scars and an unnamed illness, and mingle with the one sirius keeps tucked away in his pocket, in the shape of a wooden wand.

but secrets don't like being shoved to the side, and it's only a matter of time before the truth makes itself known.

scent of summer snow by tracingpatterns

remus had spent seven years watching james potter and sirius black. it was impossible not to the get drawn in by their magnetism, impossible not to watch them when they were together, impossible not to be affected by the way the whole world seemed to centre around them. it wasn't that he was jealous, exactly, but when he lay awake in bed listening to the two of them whisper, unaware that he was still awake, he couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to be a part of that.

love by the seaside by viwrites

remus is an artist who, after a particularly messy breakup, finds himself drawn to the cornish coast. his fresh start is disrupted, however, when he meets someone who reminds him an awful lot of his ex-boyfriend.

under the glow of neon lights by viwrites

james swallows the last of his drink and takes an ice cube in his mouth, rolling it on his tongue and then cracking it between his molars. regulus wants to chase it down his throat – remus leans in close and does just that.

he can’t quite make it out from here, but he knows what it feels like. remus’ fingers digging half-moon marks into the soft flesh of james’ cheeks, holding him there and groaning into his mouth, the tangle of tongues – one ice cold and one blazing fucking hot.

regulus bites down hard on his lip and mumbles something that sounds like “sorry, I have to go.”

as it was by peachyybabe ♡

"you know it's not the same as it was" a story about falling in love with a stranger in a bookstore and learning how to live again.

best gift ever by spookeart ♡

“the sensation of his lover’s hands creeping under his clothes while he’s not even there and regulus is in a room full of people is exhilarating. regulus’ lips part in a silent cry, uncaring when drool leaks out of his mouth and drips on his lap. he can’t even make sense of the pleasure coursing through him that’s not his —and yet is his.”

or, james is devilish, so when he offers matching rings for regulus and him to wear, telling him they’re enchanted to connect their bodies so they can feel what the other feel, regulus expects nothing less from him than to use it at the least appropriate moment. and james doesn’t disappoint.

the thing by realityshowjunky

sirius continued: “I thought this little guy could keep you company while I’m at work.” remus laughed as the puppy planted lick upon lick across his face. “I love you,” he said.

sirius’ felt his own breath hitch. “I lo—”

“I love you,” remus repeated to the puppy, in a high-pitched voice sirius had never heard come out of his mouth. “I love you, I love you, I love you!”

-

in which Sirius buys Remus a puppy and immediately regrets it.

how remus got his groove back by realityshowjunky ♡

after two years of noncommittal sex : remus tells sirius that he loves him. sirius firmly rejects him. remus tries to move on. sirius is not happy.

or

remus lupin becomes king of the cockroaches, fabian prewett writes a book, gilderoy lockhart is a catfish, and sirius black realizes he's a fucking idiot.

our destiny in the stars by orphan_account ♡

having no luck in the dating field, and insecure about his body, remus checks out a dating website which offers the users the opportunity to get to know a person before seeing what they look like. it's during this time he meets sirius, an enthusiastic teacher--and they immediately click. when they agree to meet, remus sees a photo of sirius and immediately panics. he's too good looking to ever be interested in someone like remus. what the tawny-haired man doesn't know, is sirius has already checked him out online and has fallen head over heels for the adorable editor.

fiery-coloured world by orphan_account

and though remus had a thick jumper and coat, they were still soaked and frozen as they ran across the pavement, laughing with their cold fingers clinging to each other like it was noah’s bloody flood and they were about to be swept away.

then someone—sirius was never sure who, though he often liked to take credit for it—closed the distance and lips met lips. and that was all it took, really. besotted. smitten. twitterpated—the word remus liked most of all.

sirius knew it would be minutes, moments, seconds before his heart told him he was in love and there was no going back from the emotional tidal wave that was remus bloody lupin.

in daylight by essie_cat

after twelve years in azkaban and two years on the run, sirius finally has the chance to settle down. remus does whatever he can to encourage that.

(or, instead of being bitter and depressed at grimmauld place, sirius gets chubby and domestic and grudgingly happy.)

hot child in the city by shes_reckless

sex worker/motel manager au. remus lupin is a motel manager who works the graveyard shift at a motel notoriously frequented by sex workers. sirius black is a regular.

the boy in the bordello by yumenouveau

regency era - london- sirius has spent the last five years starting a new life for himself as a brothel worker until late one night a stranger enters his room wanting only to talk.

the truth in the dare by marie_tomas ♡

remus has no idea why the gryffindors always dare sirius to snog him every time james, peter and sirius play truth or dare. yet for some reason, he can't bring himself to complain about it.

a dance move too complex by dark_owl_records

“he’s trying to find me a girlfriend,” remus admits.

lily immediately snorts at the prospect, but then, when turning to say something, she sees his face. what he looks like he can’t be sure, but it’s bad enough that she stops herself and says, “no, you're serious? He’s really… wow, boys are stupid.”

“lily.”

“right, no, sorry. just. why does he-?”

“it’s a long story.”

shaking things up by noisemakers

bartender!au. in an irritatingly thoughtful plot by serial matchmakers james potter and lily evans, remus lupin winds up at a gay bar in the middle of London. it just so happens that the bartender is a friend of james', and he's taken a special interest in remus.

swipe left for safety by remy_writes5 ♡

his finger hesitated over a picture of someone who absolutely couldn’t be real. he had long, dark hair that fell well past his shoulders and grey eyes that remus thought must have been either contact lenses or photoshopped. high cheekbones and sinful lips the man looked like a model. remus was not about to get catfished by a picture that was probably of someone famous that he just didn’t recognize. besides, what kind of a name was sirius anyway? it was obviously fake.

he swiped left. not today, satan.

“hard pass on that guy, huh?” someone said from above remus. “ouch.”

turn on my charm by bethanlovescoffee ♡

sirius black is a youtube phenomenon. a youtube phenomenon who develops a crush on his video editor.

discards by picascribit ♡

when assistant librarian sirius black develops a crush on a college student at the seattle public library, all he wants to know is whether he's cool about dating trans guys. but remus's life is more complicated than sirius ever could have guessed.

we will fill the cracks together by newskyillusion

remus works in a library and at his parents pub in a small, welsh town.

sirius black is doing his phd on werewolves and comes to a small, welsh town to do some research.

the bark's not always worse by sableunstable

sometimes, the bite's just as bad.

forever by orphan_account

sirius black--coda, outcast, family disappointment, and fairly famous youtuber who runs a sign language channel siriuslysigns with his best mate, james.

remus lupin-- vegan hipster who dropped out of university and lives with his best mate peter, and together run howlingmoon's diy, barmy science experiments, and ukulele tutorials channel.

when sirius becomes enamoured with moony's singing, he dedicates a sign tutorial in hopes he'll be noticed. this leads to exchanging of shout-outs and videos, and what sirius hopes, is a little something more.

[tajiklove]

I'm OBSESSED with Severus and Sirius becoming dirty old men together after the second war. Should probably get that checked out but, meh. CAN'T FIX CRAZY!

[racfoam]

🫧 Rac’s Masterlist Of Snippets 🫧

(last updated: 6th April, 2023)

BTS Dh Part 2

nynn snippets

graveyard add-on

what-if, Voldemort kisses Harry on the graveyard (Read the Warnings!)

Hermione Defending Harry (4th Year)

nynn Harry meets Movie Voldemort (Graveyard)

Voldemort licks Harry’s wound (Graveyard)

Sirius’ reaction to Harry crushing on Cedric

Cedric gives Harry clue about the egg + Moody reacting to Hedric

Fred & George’s nickname for Voldemort

Voldemort Faces The Dursleys Pt 2 (what-if)

Voldemort shows Harry he can fly

Harry dreaming of Voldemort

Harry’s Letter 1

Harry’s Letter 2

Sirius' reaction to Harrymort getting together

Harry & Voldemort Summer of 6th Year

Harry hears Voldemort laugh

Harry & Bellatrix Ministry fight (5th Year SPOILERS)

Harry under Amortentia (6th Year)

Harry almost gets attacked by McLaggen, Voldemort & Ron team up (6th Year)

Harry & Voldemort, Harry & Slughorn (6th Year)

Scene with Mirrors (SPOILERS)

old fashion vs new fashion

no towels, walk naked (SPOILER for 7th Year)

Flashback Scene - Slughorn Meets Voldemort after he was refused the DADA position (6th Year)

Harry & Voldemort talking about Slughorn, Slughorn is the father that STEPPED UP 😤 (6th Year)

Harry high on Liquid Luck (6th Year)

Voldemort calling Harry beautiful (SPOILERS 5th Year)

Harry being beautiful (6th Year)

McLaggen eyeing Harry during Quidditch Practice (6th Year)

Harry vs Snape (SPOILERS 6th Year)

Harry asking Voldemort for help with homework through the soul bond (5th Year)

Harry using the soul bond during Potions (5th Year)

McGonagall murdering Umbridge (5th Year)

Hedwig is accepting bribery

King's Cross Meeting

Harry talks to Sirius after the Atrium (SPOILER)

Voldemort & Barty (SPOILER)

Slughorn hugs Harry (short)

Harry & Sirius during Ministry fight (short)

Fred & George teasing Harry

Two Apples (SPOILER)

Harry's Quotes in 5th Year (SPOILER)

Death Eaters (SPOILER)

The Quaffle Incident (SPOILER)

Harry dreaming about kisses (SPOILER)

Bellatrix meets Harry

what Slytherin Locket is doing during nynn

Voldemort & Dumbledore Face Off Atrium (SPOILERS)

“I lie to myself.” (SPOILERS)

Harry asks Voldemort about his anatomy

Harry & Voldemort 6th Year Summer

Harrymort cuddles (6th Year)

Muttons (be proud)

Reference Pictures for Voldemort in nynn

Fem Harry Reference Pictures

nynn Deathly Hallows AU

escape from Ministry

Harry going into the Forbidden Forest

"I'll blow it up!" The Trio

Nagini in Godric's Hollow + nynn Voldemort stealing cupcakes

Harry flying on Ili

Seven Potters Polyjuice Scene

Dursleys packing + fight at Malfoy Manor

Harry's no good 17th Birthday

Harry & Hedwig after sky chase, Harry is so done with everything

Voldemort & Death Eaters celebrate Harry's homecoming

nynn Voldemort raises Harry AU Masterlist

nynn Lily & James alive AU

Harry is too chill and very hungry after dementor attack + Lily & Harry heartwarming scene

James & Harry

future son-in-law

all the times Voldemort calls James dad, and the time James calls Voldemort son

nynn James survives, Voldemort Wins AU

nynn Lily survives, Voldemort wins AU

nynn Professor Gaunt

pt 1

pt 2

pt 3

pt 4

snowball fight

Gaunt gets jealous

Harry finds out Gaunt is Voldemort

pt 6 kiss™

nynn Same Age, growing up together & 1st Wizarding War

Tom & Harry’s first meeting written by Anon

Tom sneaks into Harry's dormitory

Harry & Voldemort moments during 1st Wizarding War

Lily & James discussing whether the Dark Lord has a wife

when Voldemort & Harry argue

Voldemort tells Harry about the Prophecy

Halloween 1981

Dolohov returns with baby Voldemort in 1983

Voldemort decides not to kill Harrison

Harry & Voldemort raising Harrison (angst)

Harrison says his first words

Harrison meets Hermione (Harmione)

Harry & Voldemort + 17-year-old Harrison going to meet Hermione's parents

last thought, last breath

- Canon Compliant, Harry surrenders in Forbidden Forest, Voldemort discovers Harry is a Horcrux, Captive Harry, Dark Fic

Narcissa is too sober for this

Harry tries to get drunk, Voldemort stops her

The Dark Lord wants his birthday gift (Mature themes)

your fingers seek mine (Masterlist)

generousity - Harry Time-Travels to 1st Wizarding War AU (Masterlist)

[dixonsgirl93]

How the Harry Potter men would act around you (their crush) when they’re drunk

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Sirius Black

- He’d be very open and flirty with you, finding any excuse to touch you, your arm, your hair. Innocent touches but touches nonetheless

- He’d very obviously want to kiss you but wouldn’t push you for it, he may even just tell you how much he wants to to see how you’d react

- He’d open up to you (not unprompted) about his life and going to Azkaban (he’d rather not think about it but he can’t help but open up to you). He enjoys the care you show for him suffering, especially loving when you’d put a reassuring hand over his as he spoke.

- He would not be able to take his eyes off you all night

Lucius Malfoy

- He goes quiet when he’s drunk, enjoying how relaxed it makes him feel, taking stress from his everyday life. I’m a conversation with you, he’d prefer to listen. Asking occasional questions to know/understand more and get you to talk more.

- He likes to watch you enjoy yourself, observe you from afar. He’d find out a lot of things doing this, although he’s not intentionally spying, more so just enjoying the view.

- If you were to get closer in a private space, he’d be surprisingly touchy, gliding his hands all over you, over your cheeks before gently kissing you

- He starts to talk about his wealth to show he could spoil you but would be surprised when you don’t seem interested in that at all

Remus Lupin

- He’d strike up a conversation with you about if you’re enjoying yourself, moving on to subjects you have equal interests in. You’d quickly lose the night away, sitting close together and talking excitedly about different topics

- As the conversation would turn to more personal topics, his rare flirty nature would make an appearance. He’d seem flustered by his own boldness since he’s usually nothing like it while sober

- You’d flirt back and forth about both being single. He’d say you’re far too beautiful and smart for a man to not have swiped you up yet and then he’d slip in that he would consider himself the luckiest man alive

- It would be clear that you’d want to kiss but he’d stop himself, saying he’d rather your first kiss be sober, so he knows it’s real and can remember every detail. And that would make you want him more

- The rest of the night you’d share a glance, thinking of nothing but that promised kiss when you’re both sober.

Mad-Eye Moody

- He’d be staring at you more than usual, not just with his magical eye but his normal one too but he’d look away quick whenever you look at him, out of embarrassment

- He’d desperately want to spill his feelings, the words on the tip of his tongue. He’d want to say how beautiful he found you, with flushed cheeks and a genuine smile of joy.

- He’d want to show you his secret talent, that he can play the acoustic guitar

- He’d be more open with Molly about his feelings for you, hoping to get advice about how to approach you (you’d suspect something was up because they’d both be looking at you from across the room

- Eventually he’d strike up a conversation with you, flattering you and being surprised when you flirt back with him

[jfleamont]

What do u think james would have been like as a father

Oh boy, here we go.

Anon, this might be my favourite ask ever. Ever, do you hear me? So take a seat because this is going to be a long one.

It goes without saying that he would have been incredible, yes, but in what way?

(Under the cut because it got too long)

I don't think Harry was planned, purely because of the war. If it hadn't been for that, I think he would have still wanted to be a dad, without a doubt, and a young one at that: being raised by elderly parents probably made him realise that he was luckier than his parents, because they never got to see him grow up, grow old. Little did he know...

James adored being a young dad. He loved the fun bits and the ugly bits. Harry helped him become the man he was destined to be. In the 15 months they shared together (don't worry I'll answer your question in a moment), James was forced to learn some hard truths and make tough decisions. I've always seen him as someone who had a 'black and white' mindset when it comes to right or wrong: it was simple for him, and he couldn't really understand why people did bad things when they knew they were wrong. Well, he knew why, but it only started making sense when he became a father, because suddenly he realised how much he had underestimated the privilege of being able to choose. Having a kid during a war took a toll on him and changed him, because now he was forced to decide whether he was a father first or a soldier. And it was a choice he had to make every day.

He also had to choose what kind of father he was going to be. The kind who comes back from a mission and drinks himself into oblivion, or the one who goes straight to his wife and son and despite being bone-tired and with muscles that ache at every step, he's there for them with a smile on his face. And don't get me wrong, I do believe he did get drunk and felt utterly defeated sometimes. He could have done that and he knew no one would have judged him for it, but he couldn't let the bad days outnumber the good ones.

Let's pretend nothing bad happened on Halloween 1981, and that Voldemort died and everyone got their happy ending:

James is the kind of dad who has long conversations with his babbling two year old, where he pretends to talk about politics and books and Quidditch without using baby voices.

He does use baby voices sometimes, though. Mainly when Harry won't eat his peas or when James has to change his nappy (honestly I hope wizards use them, otherwise the poor babies just have to sit in their poop until someone vanishes it). He does impressions of all his Hogwarts professors, but Harry's favourite is Filch, he laughs so much he makes James laugh too.

He sings 'Beautiful Boy' when Harry can't fall asleep, a smile painted on his face, and when Harry's brows start to relax he whispers the rest of the lyrics, brushing his hair until his eyes close and his breath becomes even (credits to this post for the headcanon).

He's an extremely concerned toddler parent, because Harry learns to run first and walk second. The little boy hates hats, and he always comes back from his walks with his hair all tangled and with leaves in it (yes, Harry dives into leaf piles before his parents can stop him). James, heartbroken, takes a bottle of Sleekeazy's and pours the product on Harry's hair, apologising the whole time.

He watches him play and talk to his toys for Merlin knows how long, hypnotised by his brilliant son.

When Harry accidentally makes Sirius' pancake float towards his plate, James picks up his son and starts dancing with him around the kitchen, singing a made up song that Sirius will mock him for every time he has the chance. By noon, James has not only decided he's going to throw a party in honour of Harry's first accidental magic, he's also decided the menu and planned every activity. He invites Fabian and Gideon and asks to bring their nephews too because the more the merrier, and that's how Ron becomes Harry's best friend.

I also thinks James would absolutely love to have a big family, so in my headcanon Harry has at least a couple of siblings. Imagine being surrounded by all those Potters... A dream for some (James) a nightmare for others (probably Petunia, who is straight up horrified the one time she pays them a visit).

James teaches Harry to fly, reads him stories every night and they even have movie nights every Wednesday, even the day after a full moon, where James falls asleep on the sofa as they watch Star Wars, and Harry goes out like a light shortly after him, head on his chest, drooling on James' shirt.

But most of all, James listens. He truly listens. He makes sure Harry never doubts his worth. He's the kind of dad who isn't afraid to show his emotions, and probably cries as Harry boards the Hogwarts Express for the first time.

When Harry gets in trouble at school for the first time, James realises that lecturing him is not that different from when he had to give out detentions as Head Boy... Except that it is, because when James has to tell him that it's wrong to put Padfoot's hairs in Malfoy's potion, Harry asks him why, and he tilts his head exactly like Lily does when she challenges him, and this kid has her eyes and James' knowing smile, but he's also clever in a way James and Lily are not, and James doesn't know what to do with this information.

Honestly, I have so many more headcanons and if I had to write all of them this post would never see the light of day, so I'll stop here and maybe I'll make a part two, who knows.

In conclusion, this James isn't a perfect dad, but he's a wonderful one. He might be too strict sometimes, and other times too lenient; he might disagree with Harry on some things, and they might fight and raise their voices. But James does everything in his power not to make Harry go to sleep angry or sad, and if it does happen, he makes sure to wake him up with a kiss on his forehead and a hug. Or maybe lots of hugs, because James is a very affectionate dad. With his parents in his life, Harry doesn't doubt for one moment that he's not worthy of being loved.