#Phoenix (Wizard)

[anonaga]

so lets not talk about how i've been gone for months and lets talk about t39c

SO. popular t39c ships/friendships as laufey songs because uhmmm.... why tf not...

tedalie: while you were sleeping

danatalie (as much as i hate this ship...): james

amian: i wish you love

evamy: second best (the gals who get it get it)

jamilton: like the movies

aminead: magnolia

also hate this one but jakemy: falling behind

atticudan: letter to my 13 year old self

nataoenix: haunted

samellie: lovesick

nedmilton: promise

i might do more. give me recommendations if yall see this, miiight do the same ships with mitski or conan gray or lady gaga. i dunno!!

[iingezo]

Peach for @peachykeencat !

[dreamingofmarauders]

𝐘𝐨𝐮!

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙊𝙣𝙚

James Potter x Fem!Slytherin!Reader

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Summary: In which James Potter is beyond shocked to see you introduced as the newest Order member. After all, to him, you’re nothing but a cruel, cold, pureblooded Slytherin

Word Count: 1.2K

Warnings: House stereotyping/prejudice (I think that's it, if not, let me know please!)

A/N: The inspiration for this came while I was reading @ellecdc's Sirius Black x Reader series called Come Back, Be Here and it was such an amazing read! Go read it if you haven't already! <33

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The Order of the Phoenix, a secret society founded by the Headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore, was gathered once again in another secret location. All the members were seated in their respective seats, looking at the Headmaster to begin speaking.

“Thank you all for coming on such short notice.” Dumbledore said, his voice bouncing off the walls, “I received a tip that revealed a death eater meeting is to take place tonight, not too far from Diagon Alley.” He said. “I will have to arrange a few members to be sent to scout out the meeting, but before that, I have an important announcement.”

Everyone in the room exchanged glances, a nervousness settling for what could be bad news to be revealed.

“I have recruited a new member, who has already proven what a great asset she will be to our team.”

“Who?” Sirius asked.

Albus Dumbledore gestured towards the door, “Come in.”

You strutted in, dressed in dark clothes with your wand twirling between your fingers as a smile sat upon your lips.

“You!”

And two sets of chairs screeched as two individual wands were directed at you.

“What are you doing here?!” James shouted, Sirius nodding as he backed his best mate.

“Charming. Quite a nice welcome you’ve all prepared for me, Headmaster?”

Dumbledore’s blue eyes twinkled as he directed his gaze from you to the pair of Black and Potter.

“Wands down, boys. Y/n L/n will henceforth be joining us from today.” He said, declaring it to the whole room.

“But, Professor!” James exclaimed, “Y/n’s a Slytherin!”

“Gee, thanks for noticing.”

James glared at you before he turned his eyes onto Dumbledore, his expression having turned into one of desperation. “You can’t possibly let her join!” He practically begged. “They’re all the same, the treacherous snakes can’t be trusted!”

Dumbledore opened his mouth to reply but you beat him to it.

“Well not everyone can be so dimwitted that they would end up in Gryffindor.” You said, making both James and Sirius scowl.

"We are very intelligent, thank you very much!" Sirius interjected, making you shoot a look in return that said are you really though?

“Plus," You continued "Not everyone is the same because even a lion could be a snake in disguise.”

James’ eyebrows furrowed together, “What do you mean to imply by that?”

You merely shrugged, earning a scoff from James.

“That’s enough now.” Professor McGonagall called out sternly, making both you and James fall quiet and take your seats.

“Now that we have exchanged small pleasantries,” James and you loudly scoffed, “Onto the mission. I will be sending out Remus Lupin, James Potter, Benjy Fenwick, Dorcas Meadowes and Y/n L/n.” Dumbledore gently smiled, “This tip was given by Y/n herself and this proves how much of a help Y/n’s addition to the Order will be.

A cry of protest sounded from the young Potter, “Headmaster! How can you believe her? For all we know, she could be sending us into a death trap!” James exclaimed, glaring at you, who stood up with a scoff.

“And that is the exact reason I am coming along! If something happens, I will be there too!”

“Nope! Not happening! Headmaster, I refuse to go if she goes!” James said.

“Mr. Potter,” McGonagall said, “Stop behaving so childish. Miss. L/n will be going and that is final.”

James grumbled and muttered, “Fine.” Knowing by now that Professor McGonagall could get real scary when she needed to be.

“Good, now get going.”

James glared your way to which you only smirked at him, irking the young Potter even more.

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The mission was partially successful as like the tip you had given, there was a death eater meeting. However, they sensed the presence of Order members too early and before you all could even cast a spell their way, they had gone.

Most of the Order had been kind and accepted you in, after all, if Dumbledore trusted you, what reason did they have not to? Well, everyone except for Sirius Black and James Potter. 

Especially James Potter.

He loathed you. Simple as that. Your mere existence irked him, like it has been since your shared days at Hogwarts. You always had a way that managed to annoy him, and he had been always determined to get under your skin every time he caught sight of you within the castle.

James wasn’t sure when it started but the interactions between the two of you had become frequent since fifth year. He despised you for being a Slytherin, after all you were just like the rest, acting as if you were superior. But it was also the way you winked at him or that teasing smile that crawled onto your lips. Or how you would speak in a playful tone, flicking your hair over your shoulder every time you walked away or how you twirled your wand teasingly between your nimble fingers.

It infuriated him.

Everything about you annoyed James Potter to no end.

Henceforth, why he was so against your arrival into the Order and how he was determined to get at you every chance he could get.

"Wow, L/n, I'm surprised you haven't melted yet." James said later one evening at an Order meeting.

You cocked an eyebrow at him, "Meaning?"

"Meaning my burning hatred towards you, I was expecting you to have skedaddled out of here."

You gave him a weird look, "Well, that genuinely made no sense, Potter. Now excuse me." You said, returning to your conversation with Remus.

James grumbled, turning towards his best mate, "Moony! Stop hanging out with her!"

Remus let out an exasperated sigh, "Listen, Prongs, I love having you as a friend, truly I do, but if you're going to keep this up, I won't hesitate to hex your arse off the planet."

James stared at his best friend, dumbfounded, while you doubled over laughing.

"Moony," James muttered out hollowly, "How could you? You're my best friend!" He accused Remus in an over dramatic manner.

"And Y/n is also a friend of mine."

This threw James off completely, "She's WHAT!?"

"A friend. She was nothing but polite to me throughout school and I have no reason to be rude to her."

You shot Remus a smile of gratitude before moving your gaze to James, eyes turning cold as you stood up.

"I love to annoy you, truly, but I find it unfair how you're always taking out what most of my house has done against me. Not everyone is the same. I'm not like them." You breathed out, your voice wavering near the end.

James suddenly felt a weird sensation wash over him and he watched you turn around and go.

"Mate," James looked at his friend, his attention snapping from you to Remus, "You don't need to be so mean to her. She has gone through a lot."

James scoffed loudly, "I doubt that."

Remus gave his friend an expression of what looked like pity and exasperation. He patted James on the shoulder before walking away. James stood there, lost within his own thoughts. He shook his head vigorously after a few seconds.

No, to him you were merely one of them. You were from a family of death eaters. You were from the house that turned out all the dark wizards. You were just one of them and nothing more. And he hated them all.

"I hate you." He whispered.

Although, James' perception about you would be challenged as the next Order mission would bring an unexpected twist.

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A/N: Ok, so I had this idea of this one scene and I was planning on just a oneshot but instead I decided to go ahead and make a mini series, just so I can write more about James and Reader in this enemies to lovers sort of trope. I've never really written for James before, so I hope you all liked it and stay tuned for the next one because it's going to be good! Love you all and take care! <33

Love, Serina ❤

[desideriumwriter]

Blindsided | G.W.

Summary: As the Gryffindor Quidditch team celebrates their win on the field, Malfoy begins to openly throw insults in front of George and Fred towards them, their parents, Harry, and you. George isn’t able to ignore and shrug off his mockery. It only ends in a shocking altercation between the Redheaded Gryffindor and sneering Slytherin.

Pairing: George Weasley x Fem!Reader

Category: hurt/comfort, fluff

WC: 2.9k

CWs: physical fighting, depictions of violence/fighting, blood, yelling, injuries

A/N: this fic is based off that one part in OOTP (chapter eleven), i’m still so upset they didn’t include it in the movie </3

The Gryffindor section of the stadium roared with applause and hollered once Harry caught the Golden Snitch, getting the team 30 points ahead of Slytherin, causing Gryffindor to win and finally end the game.

Harry flew to the middle of the stadium, flying high up, smiling as he held up the snitch in his hand with two fingers wrapped tightly around it, presenting it to the entire stadium. He flew down and landed carefully on the field, Fred and George went down after him, then the rest of the Gryffindor team did as well.

Fred and George abandoned their brooms and ran over to Harry, Fred was giving him aggressive pats on the back while George ruffled his hair as they praised him. You grinned at their brotherly behavior towards Harry. The proud athletes began to grin and cheer loudly while punching their fists in the air in victory, hugging each other tightly, giving each other high-fives and handshakes all in celebration.

But of course, Draco landed by, ready to ruin this happy moment, and started to sneer about something towards the Gryffindor team, it seemed that Harry was the only one to notice, he turned around to look at Draco, then turned back towards his team when he stopped talking, he was trying his best to ignore him and not bark back at the Slytherin boy.

You smiled and applauded along with everyone else, you decided to leave your spot and excitedly walk down the stairs to go and congratulate Harry and the rest of the team on the field, also because you mostly wanted to see George. You were too impatient and too excited to wait an hour or so because George had to clean up.

You completely forgot that Draco was spitting something at the other team and constantly pointing at Harry, George, and Fred.

While Fred was squeezing Harry's shoulder and George was in the midst of a handshake with Harry, you watched the twins' heads snap up at Draco and their bodies stiffen, the big grins they previously had on their faces disappeared immediately. Yours did as well.

At this point you were running onto the field because you knew something was off, something was about to happen, and whatever it was going to be, it definitely won't be good.

You got there in time to hear most of what Draco was mocking about.

"We wanted to write another couple of verses!" Malfoy called out towards them, “But we couldn't find rhymes for fat and ugly and we wanted to sing about his mother, but we couldn't fit in useless loser either for his father!” He laughed, you looked at George, a scowl covered his face which was red with anger, there was practically steam coming out his ears. You grabbed onto his hand, squeezing it, to try and get his attention.

George looked down at you, his face softened slightly at the sight of you, but it was still covered with rage, you shook your head slowly at him, mouthing ‘no’, as an attempt to get him to calm down, knowing he was seconds away from doing something stupid, he sighed and looked back at Malfoy.

“Oh! I see your little girlfriend has come to your defense, hasn’t she Georgie?” Malfoy mocked, George’s fists balled up, hands shaking, his fingers were squeezed tightly around yours to the point where it was uncomfortable, yet you still kept your hand in his.

"You like the Weasley's, don't you, Harry? Especially you too, Y/L/N. You spend the holidays there and everything, I see you take any advantage you could get to be around George. You definitely have a liking for him, huh?” It seemed Malfoy had forgotten about Harry at this point, his attention drifted from Harry to you, you were now his target.

“In my opinion, I can't see how you stand the stink, but I suppose when you've been raised in a dirty-blooded household even the Weasley's hovel smells okay." Malfoy smirked.

You turned around to figure out where Fred went, only to see a panicked Angelina trying to calm down him as well.

"Leave it, Fred, let him yell, he's just a sore loser.” Angelina stood in front of him, placing her hands flat gently on his chest. Alicia and Katie eventually joined in on trying to hold him back and calm him down too.

Harry stood on the other side of George, grabbing his upper arm, muttering to George that Malfoy was just trying to rile him up, attempting to get him to walk away as he looked around for Hooch, who was still lecturing Crabbe about his illegal Bludger attack. George didn’t budge.

"Or perhaps," Malfoy continued, leering as he slowly walked towards you, getting more in your face with every step, "it makes you think about your dirty muggle life, Weasley's pigsty reminds you of it, doesn’t it, you filthy mudblood?" He let out a small laugh and then walked away. Those last few words were all it took for George to snap. Fred and Harry as well. However, Fred was stuck, still being held back by the others.

It only was a few seconds before you felt George's hand slip from your grip, you saw him and Harry sprint towards Malfoy.

All of it, everything happened so quickly.

Harry shoved Malfoy back around, he held back his fist that was still holding the Snitch, then sunk his fist into Malfoys stomach, he nearly fell over from the force of the hit as he groaned and held his stomach in pain. But, they weren’t done there. Malfoy attempted to stand up straight and throw his fist at Harry, only to be headbutted and slammed on the ground by George.

Once they were both on the ground, Harry stood on one of his arms while George hovered over him, delivering strong blows to Malfoys face and bellowing out in rage. Repeatedly punching him left and right, letting out all his fury into Malfoy's face.

You gasped and covered your mouth with two hands in shock, you were frozen. You didn’t know what to do or how to stop him, if you could even be able to stop him. It was scary, George was scary. This was a whole new side of him you’ve never seen before.

“Fuck you, Malfoy! Don’t you ever talk about my family! Don’t you ever fucking call Y/N that! Stupid piece of shit!” George screamed at him as he continued to beat him. You couldn’t hear everything he said due to his screaming eventually blending in with the crowds, several voices pleading for him to stop, some were encouraging the altercation.

“Harry! Get him off!” “Stay back, Fred!” “I’ve been waiting for this to happen!” “Get a picture of this Colin!” “Why’s nobody helping him?” “Do something!” “Fight! Fight! Fight!” “Why isn’t she doing anything?” “He’s gonna kill him!” “Someone get Madam Hooch!”

Voices screamed and overlapped from all around the stadium.

Kids were leaning over the wooden rails, standing on their seats, some were even using the binoculars they brought to get a closer look at the altercation.

George only paused for a second to warn Malfoy. He grabbed him by the collar, partially lifting him up from the grass.

“If you ever, ever say anything like that about my family or my friends again. I will leave you with more than a broken nose. Do you understand?” George had the look of a madman covering his face, Malfoy only nodded and whined. Yet, George let go and let him fall back on the ground, and went back to delivering hits.

There was so much noise. The crowd screaming, Fred screaming to be let go of, the girls trying to quieten him down, the repeated sound of bone hitting bone, George continuing to swear, Malfoy crying out in pain, the impact of the punches.

A whistle blew, but George didn’t care, he ignored the strong, high pitched sound, his hearing was only focused on the sound of the impact from his fists swinging into Malfoy's face instead.

“Impedimenta!” A woman's voice hollered. George, along with Harry, was knocked over backward, the force of the spell flinging them away from Malfoy, who was curled up on the grass, clutching his stomach, groaning and whimpering with blood from his nose covering the bottom center half of his face and staining his Quidditch uniform.

George hit the ground right next to you, only sporting a small nosebleed with a swollen and split open lip, he attempted to leap back up on his feet, but you grabbed onto him to keep him down, you noticed that Fred was still being restrained by the others, eventually giving up on trying to launch at Malfoy, knowing the fight was over and there was no chance he’d be able to get to him without getting launched back too.

"What on Earth do you think you're doing?" screamed Madam Hooch as she walked closer, stopping once she was standing next to Malfoy.

"I have never seen behavior like this! Both of you, back up to the castle and straight to your Head of House's office! You too Frederick Weasley! Go! Now!” Hooch pointed and drifted her finger between each of the three boys. Harry began to storm out, George getting up exhaustedly, still taking heavy breaths while walking off. He didn’t say a word as he passed by you, only making eye contact for a second.

You weren’t able to read what the exact look on his face was, it was a mixture of anger, sadness, and maybe even some disappointment.

“The rest of you, return to your common rooms right this moment!” The crowd filled with groans and whispers as they began to exit out the stadium.

You sat on the sofa in the common room, the book you were trying to read sitting open and abandoned next to you. You had one leg perched up, your chin sat on your knee, as you watched the flames dance in the fireplace. Fred, George, and Harry stormed in the room, they were all stripped from their Quidditch uniforms and had large scowls on their faces.

You weren’t even able to get a word out before they had all gone up to their dorm.

You sighed to yourself, laying down on the sofa, watching and listening to the fire crackle and glow. You couldn’t stop thinking of what happened earlier, it was taking over your mind.

You’ve never seen George so serious, so angry, so full of rage.

You felt guilty, maybe even a little gross, because a part of you liked watching it go down. Seeing that side of George was scary, but you liked it.

Of course you liked seeing Draco get what he finally deserves. But, you liked seeing George during it. You liked how concentrated he was, how he screamed and swore at him, you liked seeing his strength being put to use for something other than Quidditch, you liked how you got to see him let his anger out, you liked how he defended the people he cared about.

The weight of exhaustion had finally hit you, the events of today had worn you out completely. You soon fell asleep on the sofa after accepting the fact that you enjoyed watching George during the altercation, that you enjoyed it maybe a bit too much.

Your eyes fluttered and slowly rose open, you inhaled while taking a look at your surroundings, you couldn’t have been asleep for too long, as it was still night, the common room was quiet, but one thing had changed. George was sitting on one of the chairs across from you.

“Hi.” He gave you a weak and forced smile, the cut on his lip was scabbed up now.

“Hey. Um, how are you doing?” You propped yourself up on your elbow.

“Um….” His leg repeatedly bounced up and down quickly, he bit his cheek, his eyes wandered around the room, he was planning on what he was about to say next.

He took a large breath in through his nose.

“Umbridge permanently banned us from the Quidditch team.” He ignored answering your question, going straight to the bad news. Maybe his response could be his answer though, it’s obvious with an aftermath like that, he wasn’t doing good.

“What?” You exclaimed, launching yourself up and completely out of your seat.

“We’re banned from the team, we’re banned from the game. We can’t play. At all.” George shook his head with a frown on his face.

“Are you serious? But- What about Malfoy?” You paced around, it was weird talking to him in such a serious and gloomy manner.

“Nothing happened to him. Except…you know?” George gave an awkwardly tight lipped smile as he brought his bruised hands up, flipping each side to you.

“Yeah, but…shit.” You sighed, flopping back on the sofa, disappointed about the outcome of what happened to all of them. George only let out a hum of agreement.

“Fred’s taking it worse than I am. I think he’s still upset he didn’t get to join in on the beating.” He attempted to joke, you let out a small laugh, then you bit your cheek and looked at his hands, his knuckles were covered in shades of red and purple, small scabs on the tip of some. George caught on and noticed your staring.

“Oh Godric, I didn’t mean to scare you. You’re not scared of me, right? Please don’t tell me you are.” His voice filled with panic, he must’ve thought you were scared he was going to be seen as an impulsive and violent person by you.

“I’m not scared, I’m…worried. I guess I'm just still thinking about everything.” You gave a forced smile as you reassured him.

“Oh, okay.” He breathed out as he looked down at his hands, fidgeting with his fingers.

“Are your hands okay? Are they broken? Did you see Madam Pompfrey for it?”

“I didn’t want to bother her this late, she’s already taking care of Malfoy so. But, yeah they’re fine. They should be.” He shrugged.

“Alright. Well, are you okay?” You tried your best to get a look at his face.

“I think I should be the one asking you that.” He let out a weak laugh, you did the same. You soon noticed that you hadn’t thought one bit about what Malfoy said when he was ridiculing you. The intensity of the fight overtook your thoughts.

After that, it was silent. Neither of you knew what to say next, you were both going over all the things Draco had said to you before George had him on the ground in your heads.

“You didn’t deserve that, for him to say all those things about you.” He moved from his spot in the chair to next to you on the sofa, crouched over, his elbows on his knees with his fists stuck together clumsily.

“Your family didn’t deserve to be talked about like that either.” You added in, trying to push the focus on them and not you.

“Of course, I should’ve scrapped him once he mentioned my mum. At least she wasn’t there to hear him say all that rubbish.” He scoffed, “It’s not fair that you were however…I just don’t want you to be his next target because of me.” He whispered the last part, your heart broke at it. He thought those insults towards you were his fault?

You opened your mouth, trying to think of something to say in response. You couldn’t think of anything. A million thoughts were going through your head yet you were still speechless.

“‘Cause, I care for you. You know? I really do.” He added, his voice filled with sweetness and gloom.

“I do too, George. You mean a lot to me.” You unclenched his fists from each other, taking one of his hands and intertwining your fingers with his.

“Really? I do?” He sat up and looked at you, there was genuine surprise on his face.

“Of course, you absolutely do.” You smiled with your eyebrows raised. Was he really questioning how much he meant to you? Does he not know how much you care for him?

There was another silence, but this time it wasn’t sad or awkward or embarrassing or guilt ridden, it was something else. A much stronger feeling. A tension. A positive tension.

You only looked at each other, admiring each other's features, you took in every freckle scattered around his face, his dark umber colored eyes, his smooth skin, his long red eyelashes, his soft lips.

Then something inside you snapped, but not like how George snapped earlier on the field. You leaned in, pressing your lips to his, you felt him push into the kiss. His hands gently cupping around your face. It felt as if both of your lips were magnets, pulling into each other.

You pulled away to catch your breath. George stared at you, face covered in shock and passion. You weren’t able to form a sentence, he took all the words out of your mouth once he connected his to yours.

“I was hoping you would do that.” Was all he said as he grinned and you giggled, blushing and attempting to turn your head away only for it to be pulled back by George's hands holding your face and pulling you back in for more.

tell me what you thought! <3

[odillisea]

I keep seeing people talking about how Dorcas was killed by Voldemort himself and completely misinterpreting it as “she was so strong and powerful that only he could kill her,” which might’ve been what happened, but I feel like probably wasn’t the case seeing as he’s killed plenty of random people throughout the series and she was only really mentioned that one time.

But there could’ve been some other reason as well, rather than “oh yeah she was just really really powerful.” What if the reason Voldemort targeted Dorcas was because she kept talking to her old friends from Slytherin and making them question their loyalties and whatnot, and had even managed to make a few death eaters drop out of the war? Sure, she was a dangerous enemy to have, but what if another layer of that danger for Voldemort’s side was her way with words?

Imagine Dorcas fighting in the war and seeing her old classmates that she quite literally lived with for seven years fighting against her. Imagine Pandora telling her the reason why she couldn’t bring herself to join the order, despite how much she wanted to help, was because she couldn’t make herself do anything to hurt Evan. Imagine her continuing to fight with all her strength, but then tracking down the death eaters she knew from school just to see if she could talk them out of it.

Evan and Barty stayed, of course. They were loyal to Voldemort till the end but they would always leave her, one of the order’s best duellists, completely unscathed. But others would listen to her, growing more uncertain and starting to hold back more or try to leave the death eaters completely. She was a Slytherin after all. She would’ve had both the ambition and drive to find these death eaters individually, and the cunning in her words to make them question their loyalties.

Maybe Voldemort went after her after Regulus died, because he thought she had something to do with him betraying him, and maybe she actually did. Maybe she had talked to him, even if it was Kreacher that was the turning point, and he had to kill her himself because she could genuinely make them lose the war if she kept doing what she was doing. Maybe the power she had that Voldemort feared so much was the power to turn his own forces on him. The power to destroy his forces without a single weapon or wand.

[thetaxicabber]

I got a new cover for my fic by the amazing @flamboyantjelly and seriously I can stare at this for the rest of my life.

Voyagers of Time and Shadow features Evelyn Kingsley and Sebastian Sallow as they accidentally travel through time and end up in 1995. Under the guidance of the new Headmaster Dumbledore they repeat fifth year. Evelyn and Sebastian are desperate to get back to 1891, even more so when they find letters Ominis Gaunt left them in the Undercroft. Sebastian quickly lands himself in detention with Professor Umbridge which causes him to befriend Harry Potter. Evelyn struggles with keeping their secret and the fact that she absorbed the corrupt ancient magic from the repository. The war between the Order of the Phoenix and The Death Eaters rages in secret and Evie and Sebastian find themselves right in the center of it all. What will people do when Evie reveals her devastating magic? Will Sebastian get a cure back to Anne?

This Fic has been such a joy to write. I started playing Hogwarts Legacy as an escape and my fics have helped me through a lot. These characters mean so much to me.

I know I’m still growing as a writer so all the comments and kudos mean the world to me 💕

The story is ongoing and I can’t wait to show everyone what I’ve got planned for them 🐍

[n0blefl0wer]

I made my boyfriend watch Order of the phoenix for the first time yesterday.

Bf: Harry’s dad seems like a real jackass

Me: *horrified that I love this man*

Me: he has an ego the size of a lake and the heart to match

Bf: I take it he’s one of the Marauders?

Me: *nods*

Bf: okay I’m sorry. I know you love them

[theprettieststarfr]

Somewhere, maybe in an another universe, Peter Pettigrew became a spy and a betrayer, but for the other side. Gained the trust of Voldemort and others, because be honest, what can he even do? How can he even try betray them? He's just small and scared, like a mouse. So he was almost like Snape, minus being a git to the Order.

Because, fight me on this, but Peter would never, EVER betray his friends. Never in his life. Marauders were all equal in each other's eyes. He would have rather died, than betrayed James, the one, who saw potential in him first. The one, who always stayed with him through the years, and Lily, who always made sure he was alright. Never would have framed Sirius, because despite having arguments, Sirius always was so very protective over him, almost like two brothers. Never would have left Remus alone like that, because he spent so much time with him together when Sirius and James went for Quidditch or just other jock things.

Rowling did Peter so dirty. He was brilliant. And he would never betray his friends' side.

[theaskywalker]

Imagine George walking in on you and Fred making out in the kitchen

Masterlist

[sevsbestfriend]

Guys I think Severus Snape was the Second Phoenix of Hogwarts:-

Albus about to send Severus to go ham on some deatheaters:

"Severus my boy, people are under the misconception that I only have one phoenix. Show them how you have risen from the ashes of the darkness that burned you, spread your wings and rain them in the flames of retribution. Show them that there are 2 Phoenixes fighting for the light"

[dreamingofmarauders]

Heart of Stone

Sirius Black x GN!Reader

Summary: After repeatedly feeling disappointment from supposed friends, the last straw is when your heart shatters after the love of your life turns you away like everyone else, so you decide to harden your heart so much that nothing can ever hurt you again. Fourteen years later, the same man enters your life once again.

Warnings: Fake friends, feeling unloved, heart break, loneliness, mentions of death, crying, cussing, angst, a hint of fluff

Word Count: 4k

A/N: This one is a bit of a longer piece, I just recently finished it and I really loved this idea and I think it turned out not too bad. I tried to keep it GN!Reader but if it does not seem to be at any point, please let me know! Apologies if there are errors/typos, I tried my best to catch them. If you enjoy it don't forget to give it a like! A reblog would be appreciated as well :)

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You sighed, eyes flitting between your friends, or that's what they said they were to you anyway. You, however, felt otherwise. Sure these people were in your year, half of them your dorm mates, but when they made plans without you, forgot you were there during conversations, you would feel your heart clench and feel otherwise.

You had known love from dear ones once, when you were young. But, fate had been too cruel to you and snatched your parents away from you just as you had entered Hogwarts. It had taken a huge toll on you, realizing your parents were gone forever. Sure, you had moved in with your uncle and aunt and their kids, but having already been distant from them, it affected the amount of love you received from them.

It took you some time but you were able to make friends slowly after you were able to accept the fact your parents weren't coming back. The years progressed and while you had initially loved your friends, now you felt more a tag along than anything. They barely acknowledged you and would only notice your presence if you suddenly spoke up.

You were tired of it and soon broke ties with them. However you were unaware at the time, but someone entirely different would enter your life and change everything for you.

That someone was Sirius Black.

You weren't even sure how it had begun but suddenly one day the Gryffindor began to ask you out, and continued to do so until you finally said yes some months later as you both neared the end of your sixth year.

And that was the best decision you had made.

You were beyond happy with Sirius and you couldn't imagine your life without him.

You were madly in love with Sirius Black.

Your life was looking all good.

Until now.

"What?" You breathed out in disbelief as you stared at the man in front of you.

It was a late autumn evening in 1981, and Sirius was over at yours. The two of you had yet to move in to a place together since Sirius stilled lived with his best mate, Remus, and since Remus struggled financially, sharing a flat the two best friends could pay for it together, which you and Sirius both understood how much easier it would make things for Remus.

It was always a joyous and lovely time whenever Sirius came over to your place, except now, you felt your whole world crashing down.

"You heard me the first time." He grunted out, "I want to break up."

Your lip wobbled as tears began to cascade down your cheeks.

"Why?" You whispered out, the heartache reflected in your voice.

Sirius looked at you with cold eyes, "Why? Because you're worthless and you were just a time pass for me, nothing more, I'm tired of you."

Those words were the last straw. You heard your heart shatter into a million pieces as the sobs escaped your mouth, your body wracking with each one. For once in your life after so long, you thought things were alright, that you were happy and loved. How could you have been so blind?

"I hate you, Sirius Black." You uttered out as you felt your knees buckle out from underneath you, making you fall to the floor as you cried. "I hate you so much." You said before shakily wiping your tears away as you stood up, trying to get a grip on yourself in front of him.

"Get out." You spoke, pointing to the door, "Get out of my home and never show me your face again." You ordered, staring into those grey irises you loved so much. You saw Sirius' face flicker with a different emotion which you couldn't decipher, before his face hardened and he turned on his heels, walking away and slamming the door behind him.

As the sound echoed off the walls, you let out a sob and finally let yourself crumble entirely.

"What did I do to ever deserve this?" You cried out, pouring your heart out as you let the tears flow.

Although after that day, you vowed to never let anyone hurt you again and to never shed a tear again.

So as James and Lily died and Sirius was sent to jail for their murder, you did not cry, and as Remus disappeared without a trace, you did not cry.

You had died the day Sirius had broken up with you, as each of his words had pierced your heart like a dagger. Now, all you had was a stone for a heart.

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Many, many years after the end of the First Wizarding War, you stood once again in a similar situation. Voldemort had come back but everyone refused to believe James and Lily’s son, Harry Potter. So Dumbledore took matters into his own hands.

The Order of the Phoenix was back in business.

You sauntered in, causing all heads to turn and some to even gasp in surprise. After all, you had worked hard and become one of the top Aurors of the department.

“Glad to see you have finally arrived, Y/n.” Dumbledore said to you before turning to the whole room, “This here is Y/n L/n for those of you who may not know, and they will henceforth be joining us from today.”

Murmurs and nods of agreement filled the dining room before you were gestured to a seat by Dumbledore. You swiftly placed yourself on a chair, turning your full attention to the Hogwarts Headmaster. Although you of course felt that prickling at the back of your neck, the sensation of being watched.

You knew who it was, and you hated him. So you did the only thing reasonable.

You removed your gaze from Dumbledore to the Azkaban escapee, who watched you from the head of the table, your ex, Sirius Black, and stared him down with a coldness that sent the warm smile that erupted on his lips vanishing, making guilt flood his face.

Satisfied, you turned back to the Order Founder once again.

The meeting went on and before you knew it, your chair made a sound as it scraped against the floor when you stood up, as you headed out of the meeting room and straight for the main door of Twelve Grimmauld Place.

A hand caught onto your wrist, pausing your movement. You felt your body stiffen. Even after all these years, you still remembered his touch.

“Let go, Black, I have places to be.” You gritted out.

“Hear me out please.”

You immediately freed yourself from his grip and spun on your heels, glaring at Sirius who only watched you with a broken look. He had caused this and he had regretted it since that day and would regret his decision until his last breath. He had hurt his Y/n and turned you into this shell of a person.

“Like I said that day all those years back,” You began saying, “I don’t want to see your face.” You spat at him before turning to go, leaving Sirius stare after your retreating figure in guilt and heartache.

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“He really misses you, you know?”

You looked up at the tall man beside you, your piercing gaze staring into his soul.

“It was his fault for whatever happened. He left just like you disappeared as well.” You replied making the Gryffindor’s expression turn into one of shame.

You had ran into Remus Lupin at the second Order meeting, seeing the werewolf after so many years, but like towards everyone that had hurt you, you had disregarded him.

Now as you and Remus were on your assigned mission together, the Gryffindor tried to make another attempt to get through to you.

“I’m sorry, you know that, Y/n.”

You let out a breath, “Focus, Lupin, danger could be anywhere.” You stated instead, ending the discussion altogether to which Remus shook his head in defeat, heaving a heavy sigh.

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”Y/n/n.” He said as he corner you at the stairwell. You glared up at him as he caged you against the wall.

“Move Black, before I hex you.” You gritted out, making Sirius only shake his head.

“Not until you listen to what I have to say.”

You groaned, letting your head fall against the wall. Sirius had been persistent in his attempts to catch you, but you always got away from him quickly. To be frank, you were tired of it.

“Fine.” You said and watched Sirius’ face light up. “But after this, you will not try to approach me ever again, got it?”

Sirius’ smile dimmed but the hope in his eyes shone just as before. “I give you my word.”

You released a breath, irritatingly, pushing the man away, gesturing for him to follow you to the room that housed a small library. You both stood by the fireplace, the light creating shadows on your faces as you stared Sirius down.

“You have only a few minutes to explain your gibberish, so start talking, Black.” You said, your arms coming to fold over your chest as you began to tap your foot impatiently.

Sirius sighed, running a hand through his hair, “I am truly sorry for all the pain I caused you. I deserve every bit of your hate, but you need to understand I did it to keep you safe.”

You arched an eyebrow, letting out a cold, mocking laugh, “Seriously, Black?”

Sirius nodded, “You have every reason not to trust me but believe me, I only broke up with you because I needed to make sure you were safe.” He paused, sucking in a breath as you watched with slight curiosity, “I had originally agreed to become Lily and James’ Secret Keeper, and I knew I was going to be a big target.” Sirius paused, his voice choking, “I-I couldn’t have let you get harmed due to me, y/n/n, I loved you too much. I did what seemed reasonable at the time; To push you away.”

Sirius sank down into the armchair, holding his face, “Of course, not only did I fuck up by losing you for good but I suggested Peter as Secret Keeper, and that decision cost James and Lily’s lives.” He said, staring blankly into the fire.

Sirius dared a glance up at you only to discover that you were already gazing at him. There was a different, softer, emotion in your eyes, but Sirius couldn’t decipher what it really meant. He watched you open and close your mouth a few times, before loudly clearing your throat.

“I don’t know if your story is true or not but I’m sorry about James and Lily, they didn’t deserve any of it.” You paused, swallowing, “I’m sorry about you landing in Azkaban, because you weren’t at fault for their murders, but I can't forgive you, we could have worked something out but you made the choice to push me away and it worked. I can't ever forgive you for the pain you caused me.” With that, you looked at him, shaking your head slightly before walking off, leaving Sirius to stare after you as your words echoed around in his head, his heart dropping.

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True to his word, Sirius had stopped pursuing you after that fateful day, for which you were grateful. However, you felt a rather peculiar feeling pulling your heart after that conversation, but you couldn't understand what it was and why it was bothering you.

One evening, you had been invited to a party to celebrate Ron and Hermione becoming Prefects at Grimmauld Place. You had just stepped out of the bathroom and were heading back to the dining room, when something caught your ear.

"Hey, isn't that Y/n?"

You paused, the voice seemingly coming from the room closest to you currently on the floor.

"It is." A rather familiar voice answered.

Sirius.

You quietly peeked into the room, only to find Sirius sitting, with what seemed to be a photo album laying open on his lap and Harry peeking over his shoulder.

"Wait... Are- Were you two..."

"A thing? Yeah, we were." Sirius said, his voice carrying a fondness that he had always used with you.

"But now you aren't together anymore? Why?" Harry questioned, his eyebrows furrowed as he scratched his scalp, reminding Sirius of his best friend.

"Because I messed up the best thing in my life." Sirius answered, his tone holding a somberness to it. "I thought it was best to break up with them to keep Y/n safe, but not only did I screw up there but my mistakes also cost your parents' lives, Harry."

There was a tense silence that felt suffocating to Y/n, who was listening carefully from the outside.

"Do you still love them?" Harry slowly asked, gazing at his godfather with sympathy and curiosity.

"Never stopped. Y/n's one of the reasons I was sane in Azkaban. I never stopped loving them, Harry, and I never will." Sirius answered, his eyes glossing over.

You felt your heart twist, something familiar coming up but you shook your head fiercely. You couldn't become weak.

Not again.

With an air of determination, you walked back to the party, unaware that the past was catching back up to you.

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Months had passed since then, you had been on guard duty the most, guarding the prophecy in the Department of Mysteries. The one day you had not been able to attend your assigned shift because you had fallen ill, Arthur Weasley had been attacked by Voldemort’s snake, Nagini. Thankfully the ginger man pulled through and was fine. Some months after that, there was no trace of the white snow as June had long arrived, bringing warmer days.

Ever since you overheard Sirius talking about you with Harry, as much as you denied it, something had shifted in your heart. At times, your mind was full of thoughts of the raven haired man, or you’d secretly glance at him, although much to your dismay Remus had caught you once and he had been teasing you endlessly, knowing your long buried feelings were surfacing once again.

It was one day you were at Twelve Grimmauld Place, in the dining room after a meeting. Only a few of you remained behind, your fellow co-workers Mad-Eye Moody, Kingsley Shacklebolt and Nyphmadora Tonks, a good friend of yours, along with Remus, whom you had began to fix your friendship with and Sirius, who still received your coldness, which he willingly accepted. But that didn’t mean he hadn’t showed small gestures for you, whether that was making sure your glass of water was full at dinner, or going to bed after you had retired to your room for whenever you had to stay the night. Although you wouldn’t admit it but you were touched by his actions, reminding you of the sweet time from all those years back.

However all hell broke loose as you all received a Patronus, prompting you all to apparate out to the Ministry of Magic, as Harry and his friends had apparently ended up in the Department of Mysteries, where the Death Eaters were on their tail.

The group of you burst through into the room where they all were and that’s when all chaos broke loose. The Death Eaters turned onto the newly arrived and a huge battle broke out. You found yourself face to face with Rabastan Lestrange as you ran in.

His eyes lit up in delight, “Well if it isn’t the famous Auror L/n.” He cackled, “Too bad it’s time for you to finally be defeated.” And he shot a spell at you which you dodged, instead throwing a spell his way which he deflected.

Both of you were going back and forth but he hadn’t realized you were just making him feel a false sense of security.

He laughed again after deflecting another spell, “That all you got? You’re a disgrace to the name of an Auror, L/n.”

You finally smirked, “Bye bye, Lestrange." You uttered before casting a powerful spell, that too so quickly that the Death Eater noticed it a second too late, too absorbed in his self glory and went flying, hit a wall and fell down, unconscious.

It was a secret trick you used, knowing these people were too self absorbed about themselves that any small feeling of victory would have them letting their guard down.

Satisfied, you turned your eyes towards the others. However new shouts and people pointing had you looking up only to realize Albus Dumbledore, who had been on the run due to the Ministry wanting to arrest him, had also joined the battle.

Only one pair was still battling, apparently unaware of the new arrival. You watched Sirius duck Bellatrix's jet of red light: he was laughing at her.

''Come on, you can do better than that!'' He yelled, his voice echoing around the room.

Your eyes flitted to Bellatrix, whose face took on a deadly expression of determination.

You felt your feet begin to start moving, knowing this wouldn’t end well as Sirius was distracted. You had just screamed his name when the second jet of light hit him squarely on the chest. The laughter had not quite died from his face, but his eyes widened in shock.

“SIRIUS!” You shouted as his surprised gaze turned to you, and he began to fall, right back into the Veil and you felt your stomach drop.

Your years of training came into use and you managed to get there and caught his hand, pulling him back. You lost your balance and the pair of you fell onto the ground.

You heard Bellatrix cackle gleefully, shouting, “I killed Sirius Black!” And Harry, who was in a state of shock turned to her in anger and chased her all the way out, Dumbledore following. However, you couldn’t care less. You were numbly staring at Sirius’ limp body beside you, and suddenly your heart broke.

“SIRIUS!” You shouted out in agony, cradling his face. “Wake up, please! You can’t leave me again! Please wake up!” You cried, your head falling against his chest as you sobbed your heart out. “I love you.” You whispered out, too distraught that all your intelligence had left you. It’s only when Remus sat beside you, slowly grabbing you and letting you cry against him, that he, as a last attempt gripped Sirius' wrist due to which did you all find out he was still alive.

Some hours later, you all were back at Twelve Grimmauld Place, waiting for the Healer to fix up Sirius. As soon as the Healer left, you burst into the room, dropping to your knees by the bed, watching with tears of relief pooling in your eyes as you saw Sirius' chest evenly rise and fall.

He was alive.

Everyone else present at Headquarters took a little peek at him before leaving the room, knowing you and him needed time alone.

"You were right, Remus."

Remus, who was standing beside you, looked at you with a surprised expression, "What?"

"You were right, I had been lying to everyone including myself." You told him, gently stroking your thumb over Sirius' hand, gazing at him softly. "I think my feelings had come back a long time ago, I just was too stubborn to admit them." You confessed, your heart twisting. “If Sirius had died, how would I have lived with myself?” You said, turning to look at Remus, who looked at you with sympathy.

“But you have the chance now.” He answered, squeezing your shoulder encouragingly. A knock interrupted the two of you and you both turned to find Tonks sticking her head through the door.

“You got a second, Remus?” She said, to which the werewolf nodded and patted you gently on the shoulder before following the metaphormagus out. You watched him go and as the door shut, you turned to look back at Sirius, softly brushing a few loose strands of hair away from his face

He suddenly stirred, his face scrunching up before he flickered open his eyes, grey orbs flitting around as he tried to understand where he was.

"Siri?'

Your voice caught his attention and Sirius turned his head slightly to the side to look at you, his gaze filling up with love.

"Y/n/n?"

"How are you feeling?" You asked.

Sirius stared at you in surprise, finding you by his side, looking so worried which was completely astonishing to him, since you barely ever glanced at him.

"I think so." He groaned, eyes clenching shut for a brief moment, "I remember dueling Bellatrix and then a spell hit me but after that..."

"You almost fell through the veil. You almost died." You told him, your voice cracking on the last word making Sirius frown in concern as he sat up, pulling you up to seat you beside himself.

Your lip wobbled as tears began to cascade down your cheeks. "I am so sorry for everything. I-I-" A sob escaped you, "I was so hurt when you left that I told myself I'd never let anyone else in, and I held it against you when you were nothing but sorry."

Sirius felt his heart shatter and he moved to grab you but you shook your head, "I don't deserve you." You said, curling in on yourself as you finally let yourself cry, to let all those emotions buried deep within the chambers of your heart break free.

Sirius' grey eyes filled up with tears and he wrapped his arms around you, allowing you to sob into his chest.

"It's not your fault, love, it never was." He told you, caressing your head gently.

"I almost lost you today and I would have never forgiven myself if I had never got to tell you that I still love you."

Sirius stiffened, his mind buzzing while his heart began to thump loudly in his chest. He couldn’t believe his ears.

“You what?” He uttered out in disbelief. You pulled away, wiping your face before placing your hands on either side of Sirius’ face.

“I love you, Sirius Black.” You expressed, your lips turning up into a small smile. "I love you so much."

Sirius stared at you with slightly rounded eyes before he smiled so wide that you melted.

“Am I dead and in heaven?”

“Sirius!” You scolded, smacking him very lightly on the chest for his mischief.

Sirius let out a bark of laughter before his eyes filled up with love and fondness, his grin not leaving his face.

“I love you so much, darling.” He practically whispered, his voice reflecting his heart. “I love you so much.”

You beamed at that before letting your hands slide to his neck, your breathing beginning to pick up as Sirius moved his hands down to your waist. Your eyes flickered between his eyes and back, him doing the exact same. You both leaned in, your eyes slowly fluttering and you gently attached your lips to his.

At that, memories of all those years came rushing back. The feel of each other, the kisses, the hugs, the happiness, the love.

The kiss was slow and soft but once you both got a taste of each other, emotions became high and the two of you got more aggressive, Sirius picking you up and placing you on his lap as you both deepened the kiss, wanting more of each other as the two of you had been deprived of each other for so long.

A sudden throat clearing made you jump and the pair of you pulled apart only to find a smirking Remus and a gleeful Tonks.

“So I guess it’s time for a celebration huh?” The young woman said, eyeing her cousin and friend.

“I think it’s best if we leave these two alone.” Remus commented, throwing a wink your way to which you flipped off them both, earning chuckles out of everyone.

Sirius pulled you close, kissing your cheek before you rested your head on his shoulder.

After long and lonely years, your heart had returned to its previous state, like it had been all those years ago, before it had hardened into stone.

Your heart was back with Sirius Black and his was yours.

Forever and always.

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[mrstellmeafuckingsecret]

oh oh oh sirius was in solitary confinement for twelve years. god why does no one talk about how that would ? affect him ? do you think he had hallucinations? do you think he saw james and lily? do you think they blamed him? do you think he heard his mother? do you think she asked for her star back? do you think he heard his brother? asked why he did what he did? do you think i screamed for his father? asked why he wouldn't come to him, even like this?

do you think when he was on the run he was so paranoid he couldn't eat or move from one location for days? do you think he could tell reality from hallucination? do you think he had horrible panic attacks when he saw a wizard in black? do you think he couldn't eat regularly anymore because he threw it up?

do you think when he was at number twelve, he dissociated for weeks? if harry wasn't there, do you think he sat in his mother's room and stroked buckbeak's head and let his conscious slip? do you think he started forgetting everything? do you think he forgot how to play chess and cook mary's favourite dessert and what lily's favourite dress was and how james took his eggs every morning? do you think he was so afraid to sleep he stayed up for weeks? that he couldn't sleep without a potion? do you think he bled to feel something in the long months he didn't see his godson? do you think he thought of his mother while he did it? do you think he ever could properly eat again? how bad was his guilt? did he looked in the mirror and saw murderer? do you think his mother's screaming was comfort to him after so many years of earth-shattering silence? do you think sirius took comfort in the fact that it was the only thing that was the same when everything had changed? do you think the only reason he didn't start drugs was because he had people who depended on him and because he'd never be taken into consideration if he was addicted to opioids? do you think he got angry more? do you think he got angry less? do you think he stopped trying to make connections with people?

[osierriv]

remus held harry back after Sirius was killed because in that moment he was the last bit of the marauders left and the only thing remus had to lose. btw

[stardust-kenobi]

Borrowed Potion

Remus Lupin x F!Reader x Sirius Black

Summary: After a long day, Remus suggests using the veritaserum he borrowed from Severus in a game of truth or dare with you and Sirius. You aren't able to hide your feelings any longer after just a few drops of the potion.

Word count: 4k

Warnings: SMUT, piv sex, mfm threesome, fingering, oral, drinking, tipsy sex, friends to lovers, platonic wolfstar

A/N: I’m a golden trio era gal for Sirius and Remus (older men are my weakness) but details are left vague enough to be read as mauraders era if that’s ur cup o’tea (no mention of age, etc). Also this is Remus x F!Reader x Sirius but no Wolfstar (sorry). Enjoy!

P.S -- happy holidays! <3

Read on AO3

You’d barged into Sirius’ apartment like you owned the place. Remus sat in the living room, his eyes locked onto you the moment the door swung open, seemingly startled but happy to see you. Sirius was leaning against the kitchen counter, a pleased smirk plastered on his face at the sight of you.

“It’s been an awful fucking day” you groaned, a frown falling upon your lips, heading straight to the fridge to grab a drink.

“Hello to you, too” Sirius raised his brows at your sudden entrance. Despite his apparent tone, he was amused, not annoyed.

“Sorry…thanks for the spare key. Normally you know I would’ve called ahead but I just came straight here from work” You countered.

“It’s no trouble, darling. That’s why I gave you the key in the first place” Sirius approached you, setting down his drink and wrapping you into a friendly hug, “I’ll make you a drink, what would you like?”

Sirius smelled of oak and musk, which you held on to as you pulled apart from the embrace.

“Surprise me” you smiled back to him, “Hi, Remus” You smirked shyly, turning to look at his sweet face.

“Hello, Y/N” He began, offering a warm smile, “y’alright?”

“I’m fine. Just need to decompress” You sigh, slumping into the couch cushion beside him. It felt normal and right as you rested your head against his shoulder. His scent differed from Sirius. It was masculine, still, but with hints of sandalwood and linen, you admired the aroma with your head buried in his sweater.

Sirius came to the couch, handing you a glass filled with a strong drink. As you grabbed the glass, Sirius' reassuring smile made you feel warm and fuzzy.

Remus and Sirius were your dearest and closest friends and you loved them so much. But although the friendly nature of your relationship was clear, you couldn’t help but become mesmerized over their good looks any time you were near them. The way they took care of you and the way they talked to you would make any woman buckle at the knees.

You told yourself they probably didn’t feel the same way about you, although this was more of a delusion than anything, considering you frequently noticed their wandering eyes. You couldn’t deny that when you’re alone at night and your wandering fingers find their way to your clit, it’s Remus and Sirius you thought about. It’s the fantasy of them fucking you senseless that dances in your head even right at this moment as you rest next to Remus.

They’d never actually touched you or even made a move on you before, though. They took you in when you became friends many months ago, during a low point in your life, and took care of you. They always took such great care of you.

“So what we were you guys up to before I barged in?” You pondered, shaking the image from your head.

“Just a few drinks, nothing interesting” Remus shrugged while holding his attention to you for a few seconds longer than he should have.

You sulked a bit, which Sirius took note of.

“What the matter?” He pondered, his furrowed brows indicating his attempt to read you.

“Can we do something fun?” You asked insistently.

“Like what?” Sirius responded curiously.

“Dunno…Anything” You shrugged your shoulders in almost a juvenile way.

“I’ve got an idea” Remus smirked.

Remus pulled a small dark green vial from his coat pocket that held a clear liquid. There were maybe only a few drops that lingered in the bottom of the container.

“And what might that be, Remus?” You cocked your head when you asked, a curious little grin creeping onto your face.

“This little number…” Remus paused as he handed it to you, “is veritaserum. Courtesy of Severus Snape”

You gasped and snatched the vial of truth-telling liquid from Remus.

“No way he gave this to you” You shook your head in disbelief.

“I may have borrowed it without his knowledge” He chuckled.

“Oh sure, you ‘borrowed’ it” You teased, nudging him with your arm playfully.

“Well, he was likely trying to discard it, but I found it and…you only need a few drops for someone to start spilling their secrets” He reminded you. “So, how about a good old-fashioned round of truth or dare?” Remus suggested with a heavy emphasis on the 'truth' part.

“But you just said there’s only enough serum for like...one person” You realized, frowning a bit.

“Well, you wanted to do something fun. How about you drink it?” Sirius suggested, "besides..that small amount won't last long anyways, so, what have you got to lose?"

You bit your lip, knowing the consequences of what could happen. You were practically in love with both men, and it was bound to come out if you were under the effects of the veritaserum.

You didn’t let yourself think about it much longer before throwing it back and letting the spare drops trickle down your throat. Perhaps this would be a...good opportunity.

It was instant. Such an overwhelming urge came over you to tell them things you wouldn’t dare think of sharing before. Thankfully, you were able to hold it back by slapping a hand to your mouth. It felt like being drunk, but the effects lived solely in your mind, leaving your body sober.

Sirius threw back his drink carelessly, and Remus followed suit. You looked at their empty glasses and decided you better catch up. If you’re going to spill your soul, you might as well be actually tipsy. The liquor burned down the sides of your throat, as you swallowed quickly and covering your mouth once more.

“This should be fun” Sirius chuckled as he leaned back in the couch on the opposite end of the room.

“Alright darling, truth or dare?” Remus began.

“Truth” You quickly blurted before returning your hand to your mouth to control your potential outbursts.

“Tell us one thing you’ve never told anyone else”

“Mm hm mm hmm” you mumbled through your hand. Oh god, you thought. The words you tried to push out were shocking.

“Without your hand” Remus laughed, pulling your hand from your lips. His fingertips were delicate against the skin of your palm.

“I touch myself thinking about both of you” You blurted quickly. Your cheeks burned cherry red.

You could’ve heard a pin drop with the silence that followed.

“That was not what I was expecting to hear” Sirius began sadistically chuckling, his gaze dancing between you and Remus.

"Oh my god I cannot believe I just said that" You gasped. "This is so not fair" You scoffed playfully and threw your head back.

Things were going just as it always went when the three of you drank. Veritaserum or not, a little bit of alcohol in your system and you always talked about sex. And lots of it. It always created such indescribable tension between all three of you, and you had to admit, it lit a fire in you.

Usually you'd exchange stories of your sexual experiences, and you couldn't help but notice they were always overly-eager to hear about yours.

"Do tell us more, dear. We would love to hear it" Remus's cheeks grew red as he looked over to you curiously. Although he sat beside you, his figure felt as though it towered over you.

"I fantasize about it...a lot" You continued, swallowing your nerves. It felt like a weight had been lifted from your shoulders, even considering how embarrassed you were.

“Well…Pads…that is interesting isn’t it?”

“Certainly is” Sirius, being the sly man that he is, cared very little to dance around his desires any longer, “Have you ever had a threesome?” He smirked, sipping his refilled whisky once more.

“No, but I'd love for you to both fuck me at the same time” You expressed casually, as if this was normal conversation to be had with your friends.

Your eyes grew wider and you blushed, reacting to your own words as if someone else had spoken them. But no, it was just you and your deepest desires coming to light.

You barely hid your devious smile as it disappeared behind the cover of your hand once more. The only threesome you’d ever wanted was with the two men staring at you like you were their next meal.

Sirius and Remus exchanged a wordless message to one another, using the subtlety of nods and raised brows to understand what they were going to do next.

Remus gently rested his palm on your knee before leaning over to plant a soft kiss upon your neck. You breathed out delicately into a small moan. You locked eyes with Sirius across the room, who devoured you with his gaze while he shifted in his seat on the sofa.

Remus worked away at trailing kisses up your jaw and onto your open lips. You moaned softly into him as you brought your hands up to his face, pulling him into you.

The small amount of liquor you drank danced in your veins, making you warm and fuzzy with desire. That mixed with the serum to give you the confidence you needed to act on your fantasies, now that you were given the opportunity.

You allowed Remus to explore you with his hands, which first landed from your collarbones down to your breasts. He was gentle, at first, before giving them a firm squeeze. His lips left yours, inching down your neck once more. Remus' hands found the bottom hem of your top. You eagerly assisted, letting him pull it above your head.

Sirius had remained quiet until that moment. You could hear the deep breath that he sucked in with the view of your bra that came into view. It was evident that he was dying to get his hands on you, but took just as much pleasure in watching Remus get you hot and bothered only a few feet away from him.

"Is this what you want, Y/N?" Sirius purred, watching as Remus laid you down on the couch before hovering above you. You snapped your attention to him, catching sight of his devious smirk.

"More than anything" You whimpered.

Kisses continued to be planted across your bare skin. As Remus hovered above you, you could feel the bulge that pressed firmly against the cloth of his pants brushing against your leg. You moved your leg to rub against it. Remus's brows furrowed in response as he looked deep into your eyes. His hand quickly found its way between your legs, applying pressure to your aching nerves.

God…Oh, god how did you end up here? Only moments ago you were casually spending time with your best friends, and now here you were...your mind in a daze of ecstasy and excitement.

Sirius stood to his feet, slowly walking over to the other sofa where you lay. Remus looked up at him and nodded, as if they had some sort of way to communicate telepathically. Sirius knelt beside you, caressing your face.

"Let's move this to the bedroom, yeah?" Sirius suggested, lifting you into his arms as all three of you moved into the next room.

After he placed you in the middle of the bed, Remus removed your pants. Your matching bra and panties came in handy today. The black lace accentuated every curve just perfectly, making their mouths water at the sight.

“Oh my darling, look at you” Remus’ voice trembled despite his best efforts to compose himself in the moment. They both hovered over you on their knees. It was deliciously overwhelming.

“Such a pretty little thing aren’t you?” Sirius smirked before gritting his teeth, his frustration building so much inside him.

“P-please” You whimpered pathetically.

“What is it? Tell us what you want” Remus teased at a whisper, pressing his lips dangerously close to your ear. Chills shot down your body. He began rubbing you again through the fabric of your panties.

“Both of you” You muttered, your body involuntarily rolling against the gentle touch of their fingertips exploring every inch of your skin.

Sirius and Remus didn’t anticipate the night ending like this. It all happened so fast. They’d wanted you so badly, for so long. All it took was a few drops of veritaserum and a dangerous game of truth or dare to put you in their grasp.

Only in your dreams had you seen this. Both of them hungry for you and only you. Their full attention all on you.

Thank Merlin for liquor and a careless Professor Snape, you thought. The liquid courage you knew you needed to finally act on your urges was aiding your actions and your every thought. You were sober enough to make your decision, but just enough careless to not hold back. The fuzziness that made your mind float felt so right.

So here you were, being ravaged by the hands and mouths of the most breath-taking men as they worshiped your still partially-clothed body.

“Hold her, Moony” Sirius instructed.

You were at their mercy. Whatever they decided to do with you was their call. You’d let them do whatever they wanted. Anything.

Remus shifted himself beneath you, laying against the headboard, holding you with your back pressed into his chest. The bed in Sirius’s flat was soft and inviting.

Sirius moved to the edge of the bed, bringing his mouth to your aching heat.

“Let’s get these out of the way, yeah?” He pulled at the delicate fabric, moving your panties to the side, instead of removing them, “they just look so good on you, baby”.

The cool air blew over the wetness already glistened on your pussy. Sirius groaned lowly with hunger for what was laid out in front of him.

A strangled whimper fell from your lips as Sirius pressed his tongue against your throbbing clit. Remus began kissing at your ear before trailing pecks down the side of your neck. You’d never been so turned on. This sort of attention was like nothing you’d ever experienced.

Remus hands worked to pull down your bra gently, revealing your breasts.

“You are so perfect” Remus whispered to you admirably. You looked back to him and pressed your lips upon his, shooting sparks between you two. Moans slipped into Remus’ mouth as Sirius inserted two fingers inside of you to heighten your pleasure.

“Is he making you feel good, love?” Remus purred in your ear as you pulled away from his lips to watch Sirius. His tongue worked fervently at your clit.

“Uh-huh” you desperately breathed.

“You’ve got to taste her, she’s a dream” Sirius groaned as his face revealed your slickness coating his mouth.

Remus reached from behind you, bringing his delicate fingers to your wet and swollen bud. He rubbed you gently and you curled your hips up into his touch.

He quickly pulled it away, bringing his fingers to his mouth, tasting your arousal.

“You do taste sweet” he praised, placing his finger in your own mouth to allow you to taste yourself, “here”.

“Shall you do the honors, Moony?” Sirius nodded, moving himself off the bed for a moment.

“Ready for me to fuck you, darling?” Remus whispered softly, pulling your hair away from your neck to plant gentle pecks along your shoulder.

You nodded in approval. They both worked quickly and eagerly to remove their clothes. You unhooked and removed your bra, freeing your breasts. At the same time, Remus pulled your panties off your body and swapped places with Sirius, positioning himself between your legs. Sirius rested on his knees next to your face on the bed.

Sirius stroked himself softly while he watched Remus line himself up with your entrance.

"You okay?" Remus asked, his gentle smile warming your heart as he checked on you before he pressed the tip of his cock right between your legs.

"Yes...please fuck me" You begged him desperately, earning even more of a precious grin on his expression.

"You sound so sweet when you beg, darling" Sirius purred, hooking his finger beneath your chin to bring your lips to his. He devoured you, slipping his tongue over your lips. Your brought your hand to wrap firmly around his cock, replacing his own hand.

Just then, an overwhelming sensation of fullness came over you as Remus buried himself fully inside you. You gasped, breaking away from Sirius' lips.

"Fuck" You whined. Watching where your bodies connected so beautifully. His lustful expression made it appear as though he was in heaven, holding himself fully sheathed inside you.

Sirius pulled your face to look back at him while Remus began thrusting steadily.

"Look at me while he fucks you, baby" Sirius insisted, whimpering softly while you stroked him.

"You take me so well" Remus moaned between each passionate thrust.

You wrapped your lips around Sirius' cock, lowering all the way down and taking him completely. Tears welled in your eyes as his length pressed the back of your throat.

"Ah, fuck, baby, that's it" He praised while gripping the back of your head. Before you could pull back, Sirius began fucking your face.

The way they handled your body as you were fucked from both ends showed the built up tension they were unleashing upon you.

As Remus fucked you hard, his hips slapping firmly against yours, Sirius cupped one of your breasts into his hand, gently caressing your nipple. The other hand traveled slowly down to your aching clit that begged to be touched again.

The curling of Remus' hips brushed your most sensitive spot. Along with the motions on your clit pushed you near the edge.

The tightening coil in your lower belly was begging to burst open, and with just two more glides of Remus' thrusts, it washed over you so suddenly. You moaned loudly, pulling off of Sirius to properly breathe as your body was overtaken by euphoria.

"Oh my god" You cried out, feeling your shaking legs tremble beneath Remus. He slowed to allow you a moment to catch your breath.

"You're making me jealous, Moony. I think its my turn, yeah?" Sirius teased.

"You gonna let Pads have your pussy, too?" Remus smirked, gently pulling his length from you. You whimpered at the sudden emptiness and nodded your head, "You dirty girl" he teased.

Sirius motioned for you to turn around. You obeyed, getting on your hands and knees and arching your back for his ease of access. You needed to be filled again...you needed it so desperately.

He wasted no time as he quickly got behind you, slamming his full length into your aching cunt. You choked on your moan, feeling so wonderfully overwhelmed by it.

"Oh, Y/N" Sirius breathed out, letting the euphoric feeling of being inside you overcome him.

Remus allowed you to adjust to Sirius before placing the tip of his cock, still wet with your arousal, on your swollen lips.

"If your mouth is even half as good as your cunt, I won't last much longer darling" Remus said softly before you took him entirely onto your tongue.

"Yeah, that's our good girl...letting us fuck you like this" Sirius praised you as his thrusts became brutal and quick. You could tell from their sounds of pleasure the motion of their hips that they were both close to their release.

"You both fuck me so good" You whimpered pathetically, taking a breath and pulling away from Remus.

"Your ours. All ours" Sirius groaned, his tone was possessive and rough.

Sirius was ruthless the pacing of his thrusts. He fucked you like he missed you. Like he'd waited forever to feel you.

"Suck my cock, darling" Remus instructed, guiding your mouth back to his length, "Yes, that's it" He threw his head back, enamored with the pleasure you brought him.

Remus and Sirius were in a continuous state of euphoria. Neither of them thought they'd ever have you like this. They'd dreamed of it, but never thought it would ever be real.

They both found perfect rhythm, fucking your pussy and your mouth at the same pace.

"Come for him, Y/N...come on his cock like you did for me" Remus encouraged you.

"I can feel her, she's close" Sirius gripped your hips, using them as leverage to deepen the swing of his hips, causing your ass to slap against his thighs repeatedly.

It was all too much, in the best possible way. Their praises did so much to push you over the edge.

As your second release built within you, your body grew tense, which they both noticed. It tightened up inside you, threatening to let loose any second. All it took was one final thrust from both ends to unravel the tension.

Your orgasm overtook every fiber of your being, radiating further than your first. A mess of profanities and whimpering filled the room as stars danced in your eyes.

"Good girl" Sirius praised you, slowing his thrusts while he allowed you to ride through your high.

Both men must've exchanged an unspoken message to one another once again, because they both pulled their lengths from you at the same time, leaving you terribly empty. You whined in disappointment.

"Lay down" Remus instructed. You did as he asked, laying down on your back. They both sat back and stared you down.

"You said you touch yourself thinking about us" Sirius began, "Show us…show us how you do it"

Your heart began beating even faster. How erotic it felt to pleasure yourself while they watched. They stoked themselves, admiring you so carefully.

You smirked, parting your legs and bringing your fingers in between your trembling thighs.

Slowly, you rubbed circles on your clit, hesitating at first to look them in their eyes. Even though they'd just fucked you senseless, something felt so much more intimate about this and you felt almost...nervous, but...you loved it. Their moaning indicated their edging nearer the release they craved.

You rubbed yourself faster now, finally finding the confidence to look them in the eyes, shooting your gaze back and forth between them. They looked at you as if you were the only woman in the whole world. You wondered how many times this very fantasy had danced through their imaginations. Finally having the opportunity to admire their impressive sizes, you were so turned on by the way they pleasured themselves while enjoying the sight of you.

"That's our girl...keep going" Remus begged.

You shut your eyes and threw your head back, feeling your third orgasm approaching quickly.

“Oh yes, just like that” Sirius encouraged you, enamored with the way you worked your fingers on your clit and bucked into your own touch.

Once again, that familiar tingling made itself known at your core. Your whimpering moans grew louder as you picked up the pace and focused on your pleasure.

"Gonna c- fuck...gonna come on you baby" Sirius growled.

You spilled over the edge, letting your orgasm pulse through your veins and overtake you. Just then, as your pleasurable cries fell from your lips, both Remus and Sirius' motions faltered in their weakness as they came on you, their release coating your tits and stomach.

"Fuuuuck" Remus cried out, followed by Sirius' intense moans of approval as you all three came together. It was the most erotic experience you'd ever felt

You chest rose and fell with your heavy breathing, trying to catch your breath as you floated down gracefully.

Sirius and Remus did the same, falling to either side of you on the bed. There were several moments of blissful silence, allowing you all come down in peace.

"Y'alright, Y/N?" Remus spoke softly, pulling a stray strand of hair from your cheek.

"Never ever been better" You chuckled.

Sirius grabbed a towel and wiped your body clean of their release before cuddling back up next to you and Remus.

"I do hope your bad day is a little bit better now, dear" Sirius teased.

"That was certainly long overdue wasn't it?" You sighed.

"Shall we thank Severus next time we see him?" Sirius proposed.

"I don't think that's a good idea" Remus laughed sweetly before you all three fell asleep together.

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Chapter 6 art for Voyagers of Time and Shadow! This is one of my favorites so far! Two worlds colliding with the golden trio meeting our two main characters.

Here’s an excerpt from the chapter 📚

“Hey Potter!” Sebastian calls to the trio of Gryffindor’s as they exit the Great Hall after breakfast. They were only a few steps ahead of them, the crimson shining on their robes colored ties in the sunlight from the windows. Evelyn watches Hermione glance over her shoulder at them before she stops walking.

Harry tenses but relaxes when he turns around and sees that it’s them. “Hello Sebastian,” he greets with a small smile.

This is the first time Evie is getting a good look at the famous boy who lived. They’ve shared a few classes but he’s kept his head down in every class other than Defense Against the Dark Arts that first day. He has untidy black hair and round glasses over his green eyes. He’s not as tall as Sebastian but he’s not short either. Evelyn can spy the edge of the lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead but she doesn’t stare at it.

She knows what its like to be the odd one at school. Everyone knew she stopped Ranrok and treated her differently because of it. Not many had known about her ancient magic but she could not hide her injuries after the final battle and Headmaster Black then announced that she was a hero at the celebration. Evie wishes he wouldn't have so she could have pretended to be normal. She wishes she could have kept it all a secret.

“I wanted to introduce you to my girlfriend,” Sebastian slides his hand onto her shoulder and squeezes it lightly. “This is Evie.”

“Hi Evie, nice to meet you,” Harry greets her with a hesitant nod. He looks a bit like he’s expecting her to say something foul.

“It’s nice to meet you too,” she smiles at him, folding her hands in front of her politely. This boy has been through hell, something they both have in common. “I hope you don’t think Sebastian and I are like the others in our house…we can think for ourselves.”

This amazing art by @giselsann-opencommissions I'm so excited to continue getting art for this series! If you've read it let me know which scenes you'd like to see! :)

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