#caregiver!sirius black x little!reader

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✰ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: none but let me know if i should tag something :D

✰ 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: caregiver!sirius black x little!reader

✰ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 460 words

✰ 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: siri puts cute notes in your clothes and his to get you through the day until you can safely regress <3

✰ 𝐀/𝐍: for @mad-elia and everyone who wants reassurance that they are loved, especially when feeling small. don't worry, i love you, so does siri <3

siri puts cute notes in your clothes and his to get you through the day

you hated days where you weren't home. you really hated days you weren't home and didn't have siri with you.

you were at the store for him while he was at work. you almost got yourself lost in the aisles. you wanted to be home and color and read... and be warm because it's cold in the store.

you pulled your jacket out of your bag and put it on. you slung your bag back over your shoulder and put your hands in your pockets.

but something didn't feel right. it felt... crinkly.

your pockets never felt like that.

weird.

you grasped it and you were pretty sure you knew what it was. you pulled out a bit of folded paper and unfolded it.

hi sweetheart,

doin' well i hope. i know you don't like being without me for too long so i thought i'd write this. you got it! you'll be all done and have been my brave girl soon!

love,

siri 💙

you quickly folded up the note with a smile and got everything siri told you to get. he even put a list in your other pocket i case you forgot.

soon you were done and home; all the new stuff put away and ready to relax.

you went into siri's side of the closet and got his, which also meant your, favorite jacket. it just made you feel safe because it felt like siri was always givin' you a hug.

you crawled into bed and turned on your favorite show, cuddled up with blankets and your favorite stuffie, ready for nap time.

it was cold in your room so you put your hands in your pockets, to find another note.

hi baby,

i know you love taking my things without asking but that's okay. i also know you love naps and dacre da dino. sweet dreams hon, i'll see you when you wake up. enjoy your show 💙

night love,

siri 💙

you smiled and out the note on the bed table, cuddling your dino even harder.

"did'ja know about did dacre?" you asked the stuffie.

it just stared back at you.

"din't think so mister."

you fell asleep quickly after that and woke up when you felt someone get into bed with you. you knew it was siri but you still opened your eyes.

you opened your mouth and a small noise came out which made siri put a finger to the both of your lips.

"you need'a rest sweetheart. you had a long day."

you smiled and snuggled into your siri.

"tanks siri. wub you."

"love you too baby."

[aew-kun-age-regression]

I have a Harry Potter agere idea!!!

Well, technically it's in the marauders era

Cg!Remus or Cg!Sirius (or both, whichever you prefer) with a regressed!reader, who wants to pet literally ANYTHING.

A very poisonous snake, that could kill you if it bites? Reader wants to pet it, while Remus/Sirius is having a heart attack and keeps reader away.

Remus in wolf form? Pet him.

Sirius in his dog form? Pet him.

Just some fluff/crack🙈

I love this idea, it is a hilarious idea! I hope I've done this idea justice! Apologies it's so short and that there's no dialogue, every time I tried to add some it felt weird, like it shouldn't be there. So I just stuck to description for this one 😅

Pairings: Caregiver!Sirius Black, Caregiver!Remus Lupin x Little!Reader

Summary: You have no sense of what animals are dangerous and which are not, good thing your wonderful caregivers are there.

Warnings: Mentions of Remus being a Wolf and Sirius being an animagus. Mentions of *the* prank. Mentions of little being around dangerous animals.

(Gender Neutral Reader)

‼️THIS IS NOT NSFW‼️

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It wasn't uncommon for you to find random animals within the castle and befriend them however whilst regressed you had a habit to forget how dangerous some animals were. Your poor caregivers Sirius and Remus have nearly had many heart attacks due to finding you holding random animals. The most recent one had been a snake, you'd learnt about it briefly in one of your lessons, not that you could remember which one. You couldn't even remember the snake that was currently happily sitting in your hands was deadly. Remus ended up carefully taking the snake from your hands whilst Sirius took you to wash your hands, but it was safe to say that both boys were shocked at how you were not injured by any animals that you had befriended in your time at Hogwarts.

Well that was until you had found out that Sirius was an animagus and Remus was a wolf. They'd noticed that they felt strangely safe and calm around you.

Remus had noticed first. In fact it was during the prank that he noticed. It had all gone wrong, you were supposed to be asleep but you had decided you wanted to go for a walk around outside the castle. You'd wandered too far and had ended up in front of Remus, who was a wolf. Surprisingly Remus had calmed down. No one knew how you did it but it sure made that time of the month a lot more bearable when Remus had a way to calm down.

Sirius had also noticed it. He and the other marauders had got in trouble and therefore weren't allowed to go to Hogsmead. Sirius snuck out anyways whilst the others stayed so he could make sure you were okay. He decided (so he didn't get caught) to go in dog form. Within 20 minutes of following you you had noticed him, not yet knowing it was Sirius. You approached him and let the 'unknown' dog come to you. He went towards you, feeling calm as you stretched your arm out to lightly pet his head.

Neither Sirius nor Remus could ever figure out why you had this calming effect on animals but what they did know is that they believed you truly were the sweetest. Most animals seemed to agree too...

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Baby [S. B.]

Sirius Black x fem!reader

Word counts: 1.3k

You tried to open your door, with a little headache. Your work at the hospital was tired and that particular day emergencies had been very crowded, so all you wanted was a hot bath in your husband's company.

"Princess! You're here" Sirius said, sitting on the floor of your home. His shirt was a little stained and his long hair was messy. “Look who came, Harry” murmured, taking his small waist and lifting him off the floor. The boy laughed and made his caregiver smile.

"Did we have to take care of the baby today?" you asked affectionately, leaving your backpack on the couch. Then you headed to the man to sit next to him and he came up close enough to steal a chaste kiss.

"James and Lily had an emergency, don't you mind?”

"Not at all, I like to look you like daddy," you admitted to being funny. Sirius put on a flirtatious smile.

"Daddy? Are you sure it was the best choice of words?” he asked playful, approaching you again and this time kissing you properly. You had to confess that spending time with him made you feel a lot less stressed after your job and the one kissing you like that was a double prize.

He let little Harry go momentarily and took the opportunity to sneak his hands up to your cheeks to deepen the kiss. You sighed on his lips shortly before holding his wrists with your hands and getting closer in his direction.

"You look tired. Are you all right?” he murmured barely, his eyes closed and his forehead resting on yours. You stroked his hand and smiled slightly.

"Everything's fine. It's just that; tiredness" you responded by shrugging. Sirius pulled away to look you in the eye.

"Do you want to order something for dinner? We can call that Chinese food you love so much, I invite" he tried to cheer you up. Sirius had always been such a sweet boy to you and you feared that once you were married that charm would end, but it was actually quite the opposite. He kept kissing and pampering you, especially when you got a job so absorbing that it took away your couple's time.

"No, I think I just want to take a bath and sleep. Tomorrow I have overtime and I want to rest" you murmured followed by a yawn.

"Do you want me to take Harry to his parents? You know, to avoid inconvenience. "

"No, it's okay, love. I just wanted to take the bath with you, but I guess you have to take care of Harry" you murmured innocently. Sirius frowned and gasped indignantly, putting a hand on his chest.

"Are you serious, woman? You can't make a choice between my godfather's responsibilities and my responsibilities as a husband!” he groaned, making you let go of a giggle.

"Tomorrow will be. I thank Merlin we didn't decide to have children or we really wouldn't have a second's rest" you said. When you took his hand Sirius took the opportunity to kiss the back of it.

"What if we have a dozen?" he asked, referring to babies.

"Are you crazy?! How do you want to take care of twelve babies? Or worse, how are you going to cover their expenses?”

"Hmm, then we can start with six and think better about others" he mused, making you laugh even more.

"Sirius!” you replicated. He watched you with that cute expression you loved and left a gentle kiss on your forehead.

"One?” he asked short, wiping his head with those puppy eyes with what always convinced you. You exhaled while a smile took over your face.

"One sounds better than twelve" you replied, Sirius celebrated without saying anything and when you were about to say something else, you both heard a loud scream.

You looked scared and quickly got up from the floor to run in the direction of the screams. In the middle of your room was Harry, with his head dripping with blood and tears soaking his cheeks.

"Oh, for God's sake" Sirius said pale from head to toe. In one move he swelled in front of the boy and took him in his arms, trying to see what had happened to him. It was his forehead where that river of blood came from. "Oh, Harry, forgive me...” he began to say, almost with tears in his eyes. You didn't waste time and ran for the first aid kit they had in the kitchen, which was complete because you were very used to accidents with Sirius (and because you were a doctor, obviously). When you came back your husband was already trying to slow down the blood flow, but he looked genuinely worried. "We have to get him to the hospital" he said desperately and in a broken voice.

"Hey, I need you to calm down, okay?” you asked him, taking him from both biceps. Sirius nodded. "We don't need two crying babies, do we?" you tried to joke, but he didn't laugh. You approached Harry and asked Sirius to remove the piece of toilet paper he kept pressed on his forehead, he obeyed. Then it was just a matter of cleaning the wound and crushing gauze against his wound, fixed with a Band-Aid. When you finally calmed the baby, you took him in his arms and as you turned you looked at Sirius with watery eyes and a red nose. You couldn't help but smile. "Honey, are you alright?

"I thought it was worse! Okay?” he claimed. You took place by his side in bed and he fled to your gaze. “He was bleeding a lot and I... I got scared, okay?” he said again. When he was nervous he kept repeating the words a lot and that had always been most tender to you.

"I'm not blaming you, and I'm not scolding you.”

"You called me a crying baby.”

"Well, at least I told you baby, didn't I?” you laugh. Sirius snorted and crossed his arms with an angry pout. “You still want those twelve kids to take care of? We can start making them as soon as possible...”

"No!” he refused, causing you to laugh again. “We'll adopt a dog, they're less disastrous" he said seriously, and that only increased your fun.

"You'd fight to see who pees on the carpet" you exclaimed with laughter, and Sirius looked at you completely outraged for the second time in the night. You continued to laugh and then he smiled too.

"He's asleep" he observed. He was right, Harry had finally fallen asleep.

"Perhaps all he needed to calm his energies was a blow to the head”

"Shut up! I still don't know how I'll explain it to Lily" he murmured grudgingly, with the concern stamped on his face.

"It isn't that bad, the worst thing that can happen to him is that he has a nice scar on his forehead" you said simple, but Sirius frown even more.

"But I had taken such good care of him! I tried all day to make nothing happen to him" I have murmured ruefully. You pitied him and got closer in his direction from him.

"Accidents happen, Sirius. They'll understand, don't worry" you said to reassure him. Your man nodded in no spirits, and you approached him to kiss him on the lips. "Harry's already asleep, and I think now you need a warm bath to relax, don't you think?” you asked short, with a kind smile.

Sirius imitated you and looked at the little one in your arms.

"When we were arguing that I stopped watching him and he ended up in a river of blood, so I don't think it's a good idea to leave him alone" he exclaimed determinedly. You nodded with a smile and moved Harry around so you could head to the bathroom, not without first kissing your husband again.

"When we have kids, you'll be a great dad.”

"The child in my arms opened his head!” he laugh, but you denied.

"Still, you will be. I'm sure" you admitted, caressing his hair gently. "I love you."

Sirius smiled.

"I love you more.”

[iliveiloveiwrite]

Come What May

Request: hey! can i get a request for an american transfer (i’m not sure if they were even a thing lol but anyways) and she is a hufflepuff? maybe she becomes friends with remus due to him being a prefect and sirius ends up really liking her? if you want to change it up a little bit for your writing that’s perfectly fine! xx

A/N: I loved writing this - it took me some time to start, but I loved writing it. I hope you like it and I hope I’ve done it justice. I’ve no clue whether I’ve made the reader American enough but I still hope its good nonetheless. Moulin Rouge is one of my favourite musicals; the title is the name of the song. Enjoy!! :)

Pairing: Sirius Black x American!Transfer!Reader

Warnings: fluff, mentions of pregnancy, I wanna say swearing but I can't remember, mentions of nausea, mentions of anxiety, mentions of homesickness

Word count: 3.3k

In an attempt to improve relations between the wizarding worlds of the United States of America and the United Kingdom, MACUSA and the Ministry of Magic set up a transfer scheme for sixth years of Ilvermorny and Hogwarts. The entirety of their sixth year would be spent abroad where they would gain the worthwhile experience of receiving an education in a different country.

Some pressure from your mother had you applying to spend a year at Hogwarts. Only ten students from the year group were given the opportunity – when it was offered to you, you took it with both hands. A year abroad would look good on your final transcript when applying to train as a Healer.

Upon arriving at Hogwarts, you were swiftly sorted into Hufflepuff; a kind, gentle house that made you feel welcome. Their proximity to the school kitchens would help with reducing the stress for exam season, you thought.

Your first week was plagued with intense homesickness. The Scottish Highlands were hauntingly beautiful, but they were nothing compared to your surroundings at Ilvermorny. You longed for the familiar sight of the familiar Mount Greylock. You missed your family, but your mother’s letters would still find you at Hogwarts. Professor McGonagall had assured you of that.

Your classes were hard to navigate. Hogwarts was bigger than Ilvermorny and you found yourself running from one side of the castle to the other in an attempt to get to lessons on time.

“Hi, are you okay?” A male voice asks. You turn to find lanky teenager with scars littering his face looking at you in concern. A prefect badge on the collar of his robes had you relaxing; here was someone that could help you.

“Hey!” You shout, eagerly, happy to see a friendlier face, “I’m lost. I’m trying to find Divination.”

He smiles at you, “You’re in luck, I’m heading to Divination as well.”

“That’s great, I’ll follow your lead. I’ve been here three weeks; you’d have thought I’d have the layout down by now.”

He chuckles, “I’m Remus, by the way.”

You hold a hand out to him, he shakes it once, “I’m (Y/N). I’m part of the transfer scheme between Ilvermorny and Hogwarts.”

Remus sits beside you in Divination; helping you when you struggled with understanding the teacher’s accent. Divination was taught at Ilvermorny, and along with Herbology and Potions, was one of the subjects you excelled at. Your four times great grandmother on your father’s side was a prophetess who barely escaped the witch trials in Salem; her talents had been passed down to you.

The lesson is over fairly quickly with Remus by your side, helping to translate the Professor’s words. You’re packing your books up, hoping your usually spot in the library isn’t taken when Remus asks: “(Y/N), would you like to join me for lunch? You’ll have to meet my friends, but they’re mainly harmless.”

“Mainly?”

Remus flashed you a grin, “They’ll talk your ear off, but they mean well.”

“In that case, I’d love to join you for lunch. I’d be spending it in alone in the library, so this is a definite upgrade. Lead the way.”

On the walk to the Great Hall, you and Remus bond more and you can feel the start of a genuine friendship beginning to be built.

By the time you arrive at the Great Hall, you have decided that Remus is in fact a sweetheart with a heart of gold who loves his books as much as he loves his friends. From your limited knowledge of Hogwarts houses, you can see exactly how Remus meets the standards to be a Gryffindor.

Remus automatically heads to the table assigned to Gryffindor, spotting his friends in the crowd. You only hesitate for a moment before joining him.

“(Y/N), these are James, Peter and Sirius.” Remus introduces, pointing to each teenage boy with their name. They look at you with fascination as you take a seat next to Remus, who hands you the pitcher of water without a second thought. Yes, your friendship with Remus would be something you truly treasure with all of your heart.

“It’s nice to meet you all,” You greet, not missing how their eyes widen at your accent.

“Are you one of the American exchange students?” Peter asks.

You nod, smiling at him, “I am.”

If it’s possible, his eyes widen further, “You must be really smart then. Like super smart to get into the programme. The one’s we got in Gryffindor are like geniuses.”

“Thank you, that’s a very nice compliment.”

Peter blushes, breaking the eye contact between you two.

You start placing food onto your plate, eating a forkful in between answering questions.

“My turn now – how did you all become friends?”

James grins, “We all met on train and became friends. It seemed fate was on our side when we were all sorted into the same house.”

You look at the ties each worn by the teenagers; stripes of solid red stand out against dark black. “You’re all in Gryffindor!”

James nods, “We are! And our ever-lovely Remus is our prefect.”

You smile when you see Remus out of the corner of your eye, sitting a little straighter at the sound of his school role.

Sirius catches your eye, a smirk turning the one corner of his lips upwards, “What house were you sorted into?”

You point to your tie, not missing the way his eyes rake up and down your body, “Hufflepuff,” you state proudly, feeling very at home with your Hogwarts house.

“What’s your house at Ilvermorny?” He asks, pronouncing each syllable of your school separately, testing out the sound of it on his tongue.

“Pukwudgie.” You declare, prouder than ever of your house back in America. Those sorted into Pukwudgie are defined by their passions and their desires; they commit themselves fully to everything they do whilst being fiercely loyal caregivers and protectors.

Sirius’ lips tremble; he wants to chuckle at the odd sounding name. You don’t miss the expression on his face, rolling your eyes at it.

“We have four houses at Ilvermorny: Pukwudgie, Wampus, Horned Serpent, and Thunderbird. It is said that my house, Pukwudgie, favours healers which makes sense since that is what I’m working towards. I want to work at the hospital for magical folk in New York City. The other houses favour different positions; Wampus – warriors, Horned Serpent – scholars, and Thunderbird – adventurers. Truthfully, we aren’t that different to Hogwarts expect for the fact that we’re in America. The Hogwarts students over there are probably realising the same thing. ”

The four boys look at you in astonishment, and you realise that since you arrived in Scotland, those were the most words you had spoken in succession.

“Well,” You say, grinning, taking a sip of your water, “we aren’t entirely different other than the fact that we’re better

James squawks in indignation, “How? I think you’re mistaken. I’m going to need a point by point explanation of how that is even possible. Hogwarts is the best school out there!”

You laugh at him, “Hogwash. Are you ready for that conversation, James?”

Sirius grins, showing off his perfectly straight, white teeth, “Oh, I like you. I think we’re going to get on like a house on fire.”

With your heart racing, your answering smile is blinding.

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The Marauders adopt you as an honorary member; Peter had dubbed you the emissary to Ilvermorny with a promise to tell your tales of your time at Hogwarts to the student body of the school; to make them famous ‘across the pond’.

The more time you spent with the pranksters, the more you saw them as themselves. James and Sirius were ridiculously smart but played aloof – happier to marked as the class clowns than the smartest in the class (though they were by miles). James was besotted with a red-haired girl named Lily who never seemed to want to give him the time of day, but he persisted.

Peter had the best stories from his childhood, and he was more than happier to tell you them. But there was something simmering under the surface with Peter, as if he was too close to the flame of something he couldn’t quite pull back from. You hoped he would before it was too late.

Remus confessed to you a month into your friendship, of his lycanthropy – he trusted you, he knew you wouldn’t spread his secret and you wouldn’t. You could see his self-hatred always simmering, but Remus was so pure of heart with a predisposition for trouble that made him a natural leader when planning the school-wide famous pranks, that you knew he would not let the wolf inside him control him for longer than was necessary.

The friendship you had created with all four of them was something you would cherish upon returning to Ilvermorny. In such little time, they had taken you in and made you feel at home within their group.

Out of all them, you felt drawn to Sirius and he was more than happy to entertain you. He found you fascinating as well as extremely beautiful. There was something about your eyes that he couldn’t put his finger on, but they had him from the very moment they fell on him in the Great hall. He could sit and listen to you for hours whether it be a story or a rant. He was more than happy to let you talk and for him to listen. You had bewitched him; mind, body and soul. He’d follow you to the ends of the earth.

It was this that made you fall in love with him.

As cliché as it is to describe, your feelings for Sirius took you by surprise. In a matter of few weeks, you had started to fall in love with the shaggy-haired prankster. He had captured your heart in a way you never thought possible; you found it hard to think of anything but him. Your heart raced with every bit of eye contact made across the classroom; as if you were the only one in his line of vision.

Sirius had a way to make you feel as if you were the only one in the world; he would listen to your rants over the differing education systems between the USA and the UK or if someone had gotten on your nerves. He would defend you if ever a cross word was even uttered in your direction; Severus Snape had been on the receiving end of most of Sirius’ hexes. Sirius had you completely enthralled.

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You spend weeks agonising over your feelings for the Gryffindor; badgering Remus at every opportunity until he cracks and tells you that Sirius feels the same but doesn’t know how to approach you.

You decide then and there that you’re going to tell him; that you’re going to confess your feelings for him. As you rush to the library, you steel yourself in case of rejection. It would break your heart, but you would find a way to repair the friendship.

You find Sirius in an isolated corner of the library, pouring over one of the many leather bounded books. The library had taken your breath away when you first arrived; never in your life had you seen so many ancient and dusty tomes dedicated to the practice of witchcraft and wizardry. Now, your eyes are drawn to the teenager hidden among them.

Sirius is sitting in one of the few arm chairs. You don’t sit down; the anxiety and adrenaline preparing your legs for a quick exit if needed.

“Do you want to go to Hogsmeade with me this weekend?” You ask.

Sirius looks up from his book, wide-eyed, “What?”

“Would you like to go to Hogsmeade with me this weekend? I know it’s a free weekend for the both of us and I’d like to go with you.”

“Really?”

“Yes. I like you, Sirius and I think you’ve known for a while that I do.”

Sirius can’t help the blush that rushes to his cheeks, “I know of your feelings.”

“I need to know: are they returned or am I overstepping here?”

Sirius places his book on the table, “No, no, you’re not overstepping. I’ve had a crush on your for a while.”

Your grin lights up your face and Sirius find himself making the promise of to always be the cause of your smiles and never your tears.

“So would you like to come to Hogsmeade with me?”

“As long as you let me pay; it would be shame on my name for me to let such a beautiful person pay for their date.”

“You are a gentleman. So you will come?”

“Yes, we’ll go to Hogsmeade on a date this weekend. I adore your confidence.”

“I’m American,” You state, shrugging your shoulders, “We’re born with it.”

Sirius barks a laugh as he pulls you into his lap, his hands on your waist. You press not one, but two kisses to his cheek where the blush still remains, savouring he fact that it was you who affects him so, and no-one else.

Sirius relaxes beneath you; happy to have you in his arms for however long you have left at Hogwarts.

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In the muted light of the moon reflecting into his dorm room, you can be honest with each other. Your time at the school for witchcraft and wizardry was coming to a close with little under a month before you were returning to Ilvermorny to complete your final year of education.

You didn’t try to ignore the lance of pain spearing your heart as you imagine that year without Sirius. A little over four months with him and you knew that you have found the love of your life; that there would be no-one else for you.

“I don’t want to leave you,” You whisper in the dark of the night, curled under his arm, your hand pressed to his chest so you can feel his heartbeat under your palm.

“I don’t want you to go.” He whispers against your hair.

Tears sting the corner of your eyes, “What are we going to do?”

“For now, I’m going to sleep next to the girl I love. Tomorrow, we are going to talk about it, I promise. I just want to hold you now.”

“Tomorrow,” You promise, “Tonight, I just want to be held by you.”

Sirius pulls you tighter to him; as if the two of you aren’t already pressed together. He drops another kiss to your head while you press one to his shoulder. You aren’t sure whether of you get a lot of sleep that night; worries of the future working their way down the familiar path of your mind.

The following morning brings lingering touches and unhurried kisses. The anxiety from last night hangs like a dark cloud over the both of you but there is a determination within you to hurry it away.

The day is spent slowly; slowly walking around the grounds, slowly reading in the common room, slowly kissing. As if the slower your pace, the longer you can spend in his arms where you truly want to be.

The topic needs to be approached; it needs to be addressed or else it’ll sour the remaining time you have left with the boy you’ve fallen in love with.

Laying on the couch in the Gryffindor common room, your head in Sirius’ lap, you ask, “What are your plans for the summer?”

He sighs, pretending to think it through as he brushes a hand from the top of your forehead to the tip of your nose, “I’m not sure, I think I’m going to be visiting this really pretty girl that I’ve fallen in love with.”

You beam, “Yes please. Come stay with me! My family is going to love you.”

Sirius’ cheeks warm, “Really?”

You nod, “Definitely, I’ve already told them all about you in my letters. My mom is going to love you. My dad is going to take some persuading though. I think the whole family won’t be able to leave you alone. I go to Scotland and come back with a boyfriend.”

Sirius laughs, warm and rich, “I’ll have to bring my charming self.”

“You do that, and you won’t get to leave.”

“Maybe that’s the plan. I think we can do it, you know.”

“Can do what?”

“A long-distance relationship. I think we can do it; I think we’re strong enough.”

“Really?”

“Yes, really. I know we haven’t been together very long but I’m in this for the long-haul. I want no-one else but you; I love no-one else but you. In such a short time, you’ve shown me what a relationship should be like and I want it. I want it all with you. So I think we’re strong enough to get through it. We can send letters and on the longer holidays, we can alternate between America and the UK.”

“You’ve really thought this through.”

Sirius nods, nudging you to sit up. “I have. I thought of it last night, I don’t know how neither of us thought of it earlier.”

You think it through, seeing no disadvantages to his plan other than the fact that you would miss him dearly. “I like it. Let’s do it, let’s do long-distance. I love you too, I want no-one else either. I hope you’re ready for all of my letters, Black.”

He laughs; the sound music to your ears, “More than ready.”

You can’t help the smile as you lean into kiss him.

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7 years later:

The house is quiet; too quiet, you think as you push your feet into your slippers. You make your way downstairs to be greeted to the sight of your husband of five years cooking with your four year old daughter. 

“I think we’ve been caught, sweetheart.” Sirius whispers to the toddler sitting on the kitchen counter.

Your daughter turns from her place, “We’re making pancakes!”

“I can see that,” You say, chuckling, making your way to your husband – kissing him before kissing your daughter on the top of her head.

“We wanted to give you a bit longer in bed. I know you were up most of the night feeling sick.” Sirius says, a hand touching the barely-there bump.

“You’re my knight in shining armour, Mr. Black”

“Always at your service, Mrs. Black.”

Your final year at Ilvermorny was filled with letter upon letter from Sirius telling you the stories of his final year at Hogwarts. You were very happy indeed when he reported that James and Lily had finally started to see each other, and that Remus was thinking of going steady with a girl in Ravenclaw who loved books as much as he did.

The long-distance relationship was hard at times; always after a visit from one of you to the other but nevertheless, you both persevered – worries always extinguished over written word. Your family understood that your home was now in England; in the arms of a black-haired prankster that had captivated your heart from the very first smile. Your dream of being a healer was still very much attainable in England.

You and Sirius were not long behind James and Lily for marriage. Sirius had proposed one evening after you returned home from your shift at St Mungo’s; bone tired and in the need of a hug, you were shocked to return home to rose petals leading to the living room where Sirius was down on one knee – the only light in the room being from the candles lit on every surface available. You both cried when you accepted; you both cried at the wedding a year later.

You didn’t think there would be any more room in your heart to love someone else other than Sirius.

Then you found out you were pregnant. And your heart made room for one more. Your heart had stretched to fit three when your test came back positive for the baby currently growing in your womb.

As you sit in your kitchen, watching your husband cutting up pancakes for your daughter, you feel overwhelmingly grateful for your mother pushing you to fill out the transfer paperwork all those years ago.

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My Godson! | Sirius Black x godmom!Reader (godchild Harry)

(Y/n) had made a lot of mistakes after the death of her friends those thirteen and a half years ago. Today she was going to fix them. But to be far she also lost a lot that night. Her friends. Her husband who she knew was wrongfully accused, and in all honestly her mind. She thought she would never see Sirius again therefore when baby Harry was given to Petunia and Vernon instead of to her, well, she did not fight it. Instead, she ran off to America integrating herself into muggle society.

It was a mistake. She was so young. So, dumb. She cut herself out of most of the wizarding world save for a few letters to Remus. It wasn’t like she could send letters to Sirius. No, she wasn’t even allowed to visit him in those days. She was majorly depressed all those days. Instead of facing the problem she ignored it. Instead she ran away, got a bar tending license and tried to not think of little baby Harry.

And she didn’t. At least not until the beginning of the summer last year. It was the second of the month when she got a letter from Remus and a Daily Prophet. On the cover was her husbands face with a bold caption of “Escape from Azkaban”. That day filled her with many feelings. Excitement. Fear. What if she was wrong? What if he did do what everyone thought? What if she goes to find him only for him to be caught again... what if she does and meets Harry and poor Harry is... it was a difficult day.

“Are you alright?” Remus’s voice came from beside her as they waited to go into the Ministry hearing. (Y/n) nodded. At this point she barely knew young Harry. But she did know that she wanted him to live with her. It was going to be a tough sell, that she knew especially since she had just returned to the UK and had just started a new job and was still staying in Remus’s home. However, she hoped that the effort would be enough to secure him into her care.

“I’m nervous” she admitted. “Don’t worry” Remus patted his friend’s hand.

She glanced at her hand and remembered that letter he sent her that finally convinced her to go back to London. Her hands ripped open the yellowish paper.

“Dear (Y/n),

I am going to be teaching at Hogwarts. I cannot help Sirius. I can’t risk helping him. He’s going to need you here. Please, this is my last plead to have you come home. Sirius is going to need you. He might not be fully himself. And I’m afraid Harry May need you here as well

- Remus Lupin”

That was it. She tossed her bag and began making phone calls to receive a Visa, and her tickets all the way back to London. It would be at least a couple of months before she could leave in the end but it ended up aligning perfectly for her to stay in Hogsmead for the school year.

“Black” her name was called pulling her out of the past. It was time for her to fight for her godson. She knew it would not be the last time either.

Her heels clacked as the secretary, Remus and herself walked the hall into the small court room. It reminded her of the day she finally ended up in Hogmead. The Inn very rarely had guests stay for so long. Often it was ministry officials or student’s family staying to visit for holidays, not one staying until the end of the year. It also did not help that upon her arrival she was greeted by the Minister himself.

She was questioned no less about the location of Sirius and when the last time she had seen him was and so on. Followed by a visit from dementors. She thanked her stars that was also the time that Remus came to see her.

“Miss Black,” the woman at the main podium began the hearing. “You are wanting to take over the role of caregiver for Harry James Potter, correct?” She glanced behind her to see Remus’s reassuring face.

“Yes, in fact was supposed to be appointed his guardian from the beginning, seeing as Lily and James appointed me as such” she began sifting through paperwork to find the copy of Lily’s will that she had gotten ahold of during the fall. It had been a while since she last had to work with wizard laws.

Her second day in Hogsmead she had awoke to a scratching at her door. Her heart seemed to pound in her chest as she pulled the door open. A black dog sat at the door... no not just a black dog. She nodded him in and quickly shut the door and pulled close the blinds.

Her arms threw themselves around the dog.

“Sirius!” She whispered into his now human shoulder. His dark hair was long and his facial hair was long. He felt much smaller in her arms.

“I know” he whispered, kissing her neck softly. It had been so long since they had felt each other. Her tears spilled down her face into his dirty prison garments. The tears were completely silent.

“I didn’t do it. It was Peter” he whispered to her, hugging her tighter. She nodded.

“I knew you wouldn’t have done it” she nodded, her voice was weak. That was good at least she wouldn’t be suspicious.. “I’m sorry I didn’t take Harry” she said gently. “I wasn’t fit.” She admitted softly. He nodded. “I understand.” He kissed her.

“Why do you sound American?” He teased her kissing her again.

“Why didn’t you take Harry when they passed?” The wizard next to the woman at the center podium asked.

“I honestly was not mentally sound at the time.” She admitted to the court. “I would not have been a good fit. But now that I know his current conditions I know I would be better than what he has now” she urged. She felt a spark in her. Her fighter instincts were starting to return. They had been gone for almost fourteen years but now...

“Which I think is deplorable that the ministry would allow Harry to live in an abusive household. Why wouldn’t you have tried to contact me? Or Remus? Or anyone other than the Dursley’s?” Fire was burning in her chest now. A part of her attributed it to finally having access to her second half though it was going to be a secret for a long while until it can be proven that Wormtail was the true betrayer and was alive.

But she couldn’t tell poor Harry that upon meeting him. No, she felt he may not believe her. Especially since she was standing on the bridge waiting to meet him a few weeks into the school year. He didn’t even know he had a godfather or a godmother.

“Harry” Remus began upon meeting her with the young teen. “This is (Y/n). She was your mother’s friend” it took all of her not to throw her arms around him. The last time she saw him was when he was a baby. Hell, she used to watch him. Bath him. She had even changed a few of his diapers. Of course that was when Lily was alive and she was practically living part time at the Potters after the birth of Harry. A second mom James often teased her.

“Nice to meet you” he said reaching a hand out carefully. He clearly wasn’t sure of her. She didn’t expect him to.

“I suppose you wouldn’t remember me” she smiled. “The last time I spoke to you I think you called me ‘baaa’” A look of surprise caught Harry. Not many people talked to him about what he was like as a baby. He never really met anyone who had known him well enough during that time.

“Have you found a place to live yet?” Another voice asked on another part of the court. “That is pending. I have found a job however it may be a muggle job but it pays well and I have been waiting to see an apartme- I mean a flat near the Leaky Cauldron.” She had even asked for a job there but found that the muggle job offered her more. “I have high hopes for the flat!” She truly did. They even wanted to meet with her next weekend. She even invited Harry to see it that day with her.

Most of her year back home was meeting Sirius at night in the forest and spending time in the day with Harry at Hogwarts. They got on quite well, actually. That gave her so much hope. That was until a rough knock came and an invisible cloaked Harry was on her doorstep one winter afternoon.

“He was your husband!” He shouted. “He was my godfather! He was their friend!” She shut the door behind him. “What does that make you?!” He yelled at her. But (Y/n) stayed silent. She just allowed him to get out his frustrations.

Finally. “I’m technically your godmother” she admitted. “I was stupid Harry. I should have taken you with me to America.” His eyes seemed to brighten. “But I swear that’s going to change. I’ve grown a lot and I want to take you at the end of the year. I mean take responsibility” his eyes looked her over untrusting. “How do I know you won’t let Sirius kill me?” She paused thoughtfully “No one would ever hurt you, I swear it Harry” Harry stayed silent before agreeing. “I won’t let you go back to Privet Drive if I have to fight your Aunt myself” she joked.

“I see. It seems that you are still married to the escaped Sirius Black. How can we know you wouldn’t turn him over to him?” She smiled. “If I wanted to hurt Harry I would have taken him as baby and thrown him in a river somewhere” she sassed. “That boy was my baby. He is my baby. I will never let anyone hurt him as long as I have air in my lungs. I also will have the help of Remus and the Weasley’s” she fought.

“Please give us a moment for deliberation”

Fourth five minutes passed as she waited in the hall with Remus. It seems they had brought Mr Weasley in and a few of the professors from her time at Hogwarts before finally.

“We have discussed and agreed that you are indeed who is legally responsible for Harry’s well being. Starting immediately you will have full custody over Mr.Potter. A protective spell will be cast as soon as he is a home with you.” Her body felt numb and she threw her arms around Remus. She couldn’t wait to send a letter to Sirius and tell him everything. No, she couldn’t wait to show up at Privet Drive and take him home.

She could finally have her godson. She could finally have her family.

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Hiiii! I came up with a idea! Could you do poly marauder caregivers that look after little reader after a long day- like Sirius does their hair, Remus reads to them and helps them change into comfy clothes and James helps clean their face and teeth- I don’t mind if it takes a while to write or anything I knwk you have a lot on your plate right now thank you!! 💜

"Overwhelmed.."

Pairings: Caregiver!James Potter, Remus Lupin, Sirius Black x Little!Reader.

Summary: you're overwhelmed and James, Remus and Sirius aren't okay with that...

Warnings: Mentions of being overwhelmed, bottle feeding, nicknames (Sweetheart, Sweetie)

(Gender Neutral Reader)

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You had been so overwhelmed.. you couldn't help it and you didn't know why.. something was always wrong.. everything just seemed wrong.

The boys noticed that something was wrong.. they couldn't let that be.. and so that's why the four of you were currently sat together on the sofa of the gryffindor common room.

Remus had previously taken you to get into comfy clothes and you were now sitting with Sirius behind you, who was playing gently with your hair. Whilst Remus read aloud quietly, putting on silly voices when the characters in the book spoke.

James was sat on your other side, currently shaking a bottle, testing the temperature of the milk on his inner wrist.

Once he was sure the temperature was suitable he carefully pulled you away from Sirius (who had still been playing with your hair) and onto his lap.

You were now in James's arms as he held your bottle for you.

Once you had finished your bottle, James picked you up and took you to the bathroom. He picked up the toothpaste and your toothbrush and started to help you.

"Can you show me your crocodile teeth Sweetheart??"

As James helped you with brushing your teeth, Sirius and Remus got your bed sorted and ready for you.

James took you to your room, where Remus and Sirius were waiting with a gift bag.

"Sweetheart we got you a present"

"for me.?"

The boys all chuckled.

"yeah for you Sweetie." Sirius said.

Remus passed you the bag and you looked inside, squeeling.

Inside the bag, there sat a brown teddy bear.

James looked down at you. "we thought that because you've not been feeling great recently that you might want a new cuddly friend..."

You smiled and yawned.

You ended up sleeping peacefully that night with your amazing caregivers by your side. Making sure that you had forgotten about everything and anything that could have possibly of been causing you stress...

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You've been so good!

Pairings: Caregiver! Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, James Potter x Little Reader.

Summary: After you do particularly good in school your caregivers decide you deserve a present.

Warninga: Nicknames (Sweetie)

Requested by my friend <3 @lunalovegood134

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You had been on your best behaviour recently and you just got your school report back from your professor.

Your caregivers James, Sirius and Remus had taken notice to this.

Remus decided that when it was time for the trip to hogsmeade that the three of them would take you to go get a book you had wanted for a while.

Every since the boys had become your caregivers you had told them about a book you wanted. You used to have it as a child and you really wanted to read it again. Or more specifically have one of them read it to you.

It was a book called Where's Mr Duck.

The time came around and both you and the boys got ready to go.

After about half an hour you had arrived at Hogsmeade.

Everyone went off in there separate ways and the boys took you to one side.

Remus smiled at you "So sweetie, we were thinking since you've done soooo well in school they we would treat you to something today. Maybe like that book you reallyyyyy want?"

You face lit up at the words fell from Remus's lips.

"Really?!" You practically yelled, bouncing up and down fron excitement.

Sirius decided to respond with a simple "Yeppp!" And kissing your forehead.

The boys waited with you until you calmed down a little before James and Remus took your hands in their own (Sirius holding onto Remus's free hand.)

They allowed you to drag them to where you knew the book was placed on the shelves. When you saw it you squealed and James took the book from the shelf, now leading the small group of people to the till to check out. The boys split the cost and soon you had your book.

It was safe to say you had an amazing day with the boys and an even better evening as you made each of the boys read the book to you at some point, although none of them were complaining. They were just happy to see you so happy.

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Caregiver!Platonic!Snape x Little!Reader (Part 2 to "It's Dangerous..")

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Caregiver!James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin X Little!Reader ("Overwhelmed")

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