#dorcas doesn’t know how that happened

[karistiltskin]

does anyone else hc dorcas to just appear like a complete loner?

it’s not that there’s anything wrong with her but:

- she has friends but doesn’t have a friend group

- she comes off as closed off at first but it’s only because she’s introverted

- she won’t talk to anyone unless they talk to her first

- people like to talk to her in class but they won’t hang out outside of it

- she’s in a bunch of clubs but the friendships don’t expand from their shared interests

- she keeps to herself and no one thinks much about it

- a lot of people think she’s cool but won’t approach her

- nobody really hates her, in fact, she gets a lot of compliments on her style and everyone thinks she’s absolutely beautiful

it’s just… nothing sticks.

and the whole time dorcas is wishing that someone talks to her and that they grow a genuine friendship that will last but she’ll never make the first move either. so overtime she gets used to her own company and accepts the fact that she’ll spend her teenage years alone.

[alwaysanundertone]

Love can be overwhelming | poly! marauders x reader

angst

word count: 1.4 k

CW: mention of abusive household

tag list: @reggieswriter @call-me-mishi @moonyxoxo

part 1, part 2, part 3

Losing a Quidditch game usually resulted in James and Sirius taking their anger out on you, which you didn’t mind at all, but today was different. This time, Remus wasn’t going to leave you with the boys, Sirius was clearly upset with you, and James was probably going to be pissed for the loss.

You took a deep breath, taking Remus’s hand in yours and going straight to your dorm, waiting for your other boyfriends. You were pacing the room in front of Remus, the anxiety eating you alive; what you hated the most was the fact that you knew for sure that Sirius was mad at you.

“I’m an awful person, Rem, I couldn’t give Siri the attentions he needed when he was in pain“

“That’s right, you didn’t!” Sirius entered your room, James behind him. “I thought that being in a polyamorous relationship meant that I could count on three people when I was sad, instead you left me with poor James, do you want to stop this relationship now? So that you and Remus can go live happily ever after?! What the fuck, Y/N”

You felt your breath quicken, you knew that if he kept this up, you were going to break. “Sirius, you have to understand that- “

“No! None of that, I don’t want to hear it! You know what, Y/N? You’re just as heartless as everybody says, I was just too blind to see how the rumours were true.” You felt a pang to your chest, you knew that Sirius didn’t mean what he was saying, but it hurt you still. You spent your whole life battling against the fact that you usually didn’t know how to show love to the people you cared about, but you thought you’ve been good to them, you thought that all your efforts were seen. “You don’t give a fuck about other people’s wellbeing; you didn’t even ask me what happened! If we lost today, it was all your fault, you’re a self-centred-“

“Knock it off, Black. You don’t get to treat her like that! Just because your family is treating you like shit doesn’t mean you have to make everybody else feel what you’re feeling.”

“Remus, you’re the one to talk” You whipped your head in James’s direction. “You are the reason behind this mess, if you could control your stupid instincts everything would have been fine, and we’d be here celebrating our victory”

He scoffed. “Yeah, because it’s my fault if you both suck at Quidditch, isn’t it?” They kept on bickering, but you weren’t listening to them anymore, your mind too focused on Sirius words. You hated yourself for not being enough for them, maybe Dorcas was right, maybe you should have thought about it before diving headfirst in a poly relationship; you weren’t even sure if you were made for a relationship, period.  

“What, Y/N, too focused on yourself to care about our feelings?”

You decided you had enough, you needed time to think, and Sirius anger wasn’t helping you at all. “You know what? Yes, I am, because the ones who were supposed to love me just treated me like everybody else. So go fuck yourself, next time you’ll need me, I’ll be gone” You stormed off their dorm, running to your room and casting a spell, leaving them behind.

As you were about to start sobbing, Dorcas entered the room, sighing as she saw you on your bed. “You were right, Cas, maybe I’m not made for a relationship”

She shook her head, hugging you tightly. “Shh, don’t think about it now, okay? Tomorrow you’ll have time to process all of this, now you just have to rest.” She started scratching your back, singing a lullaby, and you found yourself falling in a deep slumber.

“Hey, Y/N” You mumbled something, covering your face with the duvet. “Y/N. It’s 2 P.M., you have to start studying”

That made you sit up so quickly, you felt dizzy. “Shit, the test” How could  you be so dumb?  Sacrificing all of the work you put to ace this test for a stupid fight was really pathetic, even for you.

“Yeah, the test, listen I finished your notes and made you some flashcards, now you just have to start studying, but first you should eat-“

The idea of seeing the marauders made you physically ill. “I don’t want to go-“

“Yes, I know, I brough you some food” She shook a paper bag in front of you. The fact that she spent her morning doing your work and even brought you food made you feel really close to crying, and she noticed it. “Nope, no more crying. I know you, you’re about to thank me, don’t do that! I’m your best friend, I love you and this is nothing, okay? I just want you to be happy, and I know you will feel like shit if you don’t pass this test. So, start studying, okay?” She kissed the top of your head. “I got to go, Marlene’s waiting for me. Love you, bye!”

She left you on the bed, staring at the now closed door.

You looked at the sandwich: she knew you too well, if she didn’t bring you food you wouldn’t have eaten, but since she brought it to you, you felt guilty.

You pulled out your flashcards and started eating, you could be heartbroken, but you wouldn’t allow yourself to fail for your stupid feelings.

Meanwhile, Sirius just woke up. His head was feeling heavy, but most of all, he was regretting every single thing he said to you. Deep down, he knew that you were just trying to be there for everyone, and that it wasn’t an easy task. Remus didn’t control his instincts; he couldn’t blame him for being clingy.

“Someone’s decided to grace us with his presence” The werewolf was looking down at him, his brows furrowed: he knew that look, he was mad.

“I’m so, so sorry” And just like that came the tears. Remus was stubborn, but if there was something that made him cave, that was his lovers’ tears, so he hugged him close to his chest. “I was awful to you yesterday, Y/N is going to leave us, I know it, and I hate to be the one to do this to you. If you want to leave me I will understand”

James scoffed. “Leave you? You really think we are this heartless? We know you didn’t want to act like that, Sirius. We just want to know what is happening, and then we’ll go and apologize to Y/N”

Remus scratched his head. “Thing is, I don’t know how we will get to her. I went to her room earlier and Cas was about to physically fight me”

“She won’t fight us, Rem, for God’s sake we’re Y/N’s boyfriends, she can’t stand between us. Back to you, Sirius, can you tell us why you acted that way?”

The long-haired man sighed. “It’s just- You know how awful the relationship with my family is, and I know it’s wrong but when I get their letters I don’t want to talk about it, I just expect everyone to know how I’m feeling and what to do about it. So, when she wasn’t there for me this time, I lashed out. Rationally, I know that Remus wasn’t being clingy because he didn’t want to share her, but because he gets super protective during the full moon. I hate myself for treating her that way, for using her weakness against  her, but I didn’t know how to communicate how I was feeling, so I just took my anger out on her, in the wrong way” He chuckled sadly. “If I was her, I’d break up with me.”

James shook his head. “She’s too good for her own good, Sirius, you know she won’t ever leave you. But we’ll have to talk it out, you know? You’ll have to be vulnerable, and I know  it’s difficult, but you’ll have to try for us”

Sirius nodded, everything for you. James pulled out the map, but as soon as he saw your name, gasped.

“What? What have you seen?”

“Y/N is in the infirmary” They exchanged a look, running out of their dorm room.

[daenysx]

hello!! Your writings are amazing, can i get a james x female reader where reader gets jealous for some reason but she doesn’t say anything and james notices something is bothering her and just lots of fluff? Have a great day!!

i love how i can write fanfic with honest and dreamy characters, james is literally perfect for this! thank you for requesting lovely, i hope you enjoy

james potter x fem!reader

there's a girl at the party who wears your boyfriend's jacket.

you don't react because she's obviously james's friend. james stands next to her, talking to sirius and he doesn't see you standing at the door yet. you look around; you see remus drinking and talking to lily at the corner, marlene and dorcas are busy trying on a new lip gloss and they are clearly drunk. you don't think about the girl you don't know yet, maybe she's cold and james is so lovely, he gave his jacket without thinking anything-

well, there is something which you can't explain in this scenario. the girl keeps leaning towards james, her hand slowly makes its way to touch his arm. she's smiling, she keeps talking to sirius at the same time. she's leaning again, and again, until she presses her head to james's shoulder.

there's a pit in your chest, the possesiveness and the jealousy fill it cruelly. james looks dizzy, he flinches a bit, and he doesn't even look at the girl's direction. his eyes are on sirius, he laughs at him loudly but still it doesn't make you feel any better. she wears his jacket and she touches him, you are begging yourself to go get your boy but it's like your feet are stuck here. your lip twitches, you blink slowly until the ache in your chest lessens.

you take a few steps towards them, finally. james sees you and a huge smile forms on his face. he shrugs off, the girl backs off, james realizes there's an actual person on his shoulder. all of it happens in a second and suddenly you are pulled against james's chest, making an eye contest with sirius black.

"oh, hello." sirius says, he's clearly more drunk than james. "you look gor-geous."

you smile at him, james pulls you to his chest even closer. "thanks, siri. you look like you're having fun."

sirius gives you a charming smile. "i'm having too much fun mocking your boyfriend's new haircut, lovely."

"okay, stop flirting with my girl you dickhead." james says.

you still don't know who the girl is but that's because the boys haven't tried to introduce her. you fix james's hair. "i think it's nice." you say, referring to his haircut. he really looks good.

"yeah?" james whispers. "you like it?"

you nod, james leans in to kiss you. your lips meet halfway and sirius makes a stupid sound he always makes when you show affection in front of him. "ugh, it's like seeing my parents."

you smile, the girl and her hands are almost forgotten. she doesn't let you forget her though, she touches james's arm again and offers him his jacket back and smiles at him.

"thank you, james. i had a great time with you." she says. she makes a great job at ignoring you and your hand on james's back shakes. she leaves, james holds his jacket. you hide your face to his chest. you can't handle your boyfriend being so sweet and oblivious sometimes, you can't help but remember how she looked at james and how she tried to touch him further.

james still doesn't realize anything. he keeps talking to sirius, he thinks you're tired and that's the reason why you still hold onto him like you're hiding. you are not sure if you should feel this much of jealousy but she had his jacket and she touched him and she ignored you and she smiled-

"baby." james's voice interrupts you. "are you okay?"

you nod. "i'm fine. just tired."

"do you want to leave?" his voice sounds like he's sobering up, the effect of drinks slowly leaves his system as he sips ice cold water. you nod, he takes your hand and leads you outside. he passes your drunk friends carefully, you take a huge breath when your face meets the fresh air.

the street is quiet, james still holds your hand. you take another breath, looking at his eyes. you know he doesn't believe you when you say you're okay and act far from okay, but he doesn't push it. he just looks at you with his pretty eyes full of questions.

you can't resist, you can't hide anything from him for too long anyway. "that girl- um, she was wearing your jacket."

"yeah, she's an old friend from school. she said she forgot her jacket and she was cold."

you know he is honest, james has no reason to lie to you. "right." you say. "but well, i just noticed how she kept touching you and- it looked like she was trying to get close to you, i think."

james lifts an eyebrow. "wait, really?" he's cute when he tries to process what happened. "i mean, i don't know her intentions but- that's weird now that i think about it."

maybe it would be hard to believe if it were someone else but you trust james with your entire heart. you know he's open and honest with you all the time, you never had any reason to doubt him. he looks concerned right now, like he hurt you somehow. you squeeze his fingers. he pulls you closer to hug your shoulders.

"i'm sorry, sweetheart." he says against your hair. "i imagine how that must make you feel."

"it's not your fault jamie." you say back. "you were only talking to sirius, i don't even think you realized her touching your arm, you were a bit drunk, remember?"

james hums, your words help but probably because he tries to create the image you saw in his head, he frowns.

you tilt your head back to kiss his frown off. james accepts your kiss hungrily, he kisses you back with adoration. his hands cup your cheeks, thumbs rubbing your skin until you relax.

you give him a smile. "i love how nice you are to people."

james kisses your forehead. "i might be less nice, from now on my girl will be the only one who wears my jacket."

you blush, that sounds good actually. "james-"

"i don't want to see you upset. i'd be upset if i were you."

"thank you, baby." you say. "but you don't have to act differently, i love you exactly the way you are."

james thinks for a moment. "okay. then let's say i'll be more careful to understand people's intentions."

"let's go our home." you whisper. james nods with a kiss on your head.

you kiss him fondly on his cheek, your heart feels like it'll explode out of love. you smile, james's frown fully disappears. you hug him properly, putting your head on his shoulder, feeling his fingers on your hair.

[ultravioletbrit]

“spin” - Jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - 410 words

CW: drinking / smoking

“Ok! We’re playing fuck, marry, kill!” Barty announces, overly excited.

The party has been over for a while, but there’s still a group of them lingering in the common room playing random drinking games and they’re all fairly drunk by this point.

“Alright…” Barty thinks, looking around the circle “Reg! Fuck, marry, kill–”

“James.” Regulus answers instantly without letting Barty finish.

“Ugh. Reggie, you have to wait for the… wait what?!” Sirius starts then cuts himself off when he registers what Regulus said.

“You want to fuck James?!” Sirius asks looking shocked and appalled.

“You want to marry me?” James swoons with hearts in his eyes.

“I think you’re both focusing on the wrong thing here.” Peter tries to interject.

“I think we should have played spin the bottle instead.” Marlene grumbles under her breath from the other side of the circle.

“The bottle’s pointing at James!” Regulus yells as he starts crawling across the circle to James.

“No one even spun the bottle, Reg.” Dorcas tries to grab Regulus but he’s too far away, so she just falls back to where she was laying in Marlene’s lap.

“I don’t think Reg knows how to play any of these games.” Remus says as he passes a joint to Peter so he can try to grab Sirius who just got out of the chair the two of them are sharing.

“Stop that right now! What is happening!?” Sirius trips on his way to try and pull Regulus off James to stop what has turned into a rather intense make out session.

“Is no one concerned that Reg wants to kill James?” Peter asks seriously as he lets out a puff of smoke.

“He doesn’t actually want to kill James, you high idiot.” Mary rolls her eyes and smacks Peter on the back of the head as she steals the joint.

“I wouldn’t be so sure, Reg has some weird kinks.” Evan says as he’s reaching for the half empty bottle in the middle of the circle that was never spun, but is pointing at James.

“I think everyone’s really drunk and we should all go to bed.” Lily announces from her spot on the floor, dropping her head on the couch behind her.

“I think you’re really pretty.” Pandora looks at Lily from where she is laying upside down on the couch with her legs hanging over the back, her head laying right beside Lily’s.

Regulus and James continue to make out, completely oblivious to everything else around them.

[marauder-misprint]

Slug Club

Series Masterlist

Sirius Black x Fem!Slytherin!reader

4.3k words

cw: fluff, drinking, smoking

“Did you have to take Regulus shopping with you?” Dorcas asks as you get ready for Slughorn’s party.

“You and Dory would have made me try on the entire store and then some.”

“Maybe so, but now he’s seen you in the dress.”

“So?”

“How are you going to have the moment when you walk down the stairs and he goes ‘Wow, you look dot dot dot beautiful’ if he’s already seen the dress?” Pandora asks.

You laugh and shake your head. “Someone has read too many romance novels. That doesn’t happen in real life and Regulus and I are just friends.”

“Did he not ask you to a formal party?” Pandora asks.

“He didn’t know it was formal when he asked,” you reply. “And he wanted to go with someone he could stand. I think the bar was set pretty low.”

“It’s Regulus,” Dorcas laughs. “That bar is high as hell.”

You and Pandora join her laughing. It wasn’t a secret that many people annoyed Regulus so he was picky with who he surrounded himself with. Well, as much as he could at this point. Barty had latched onto him during their first year and it was through Barty that Evan joined the group. You befriended Regulus during that year as well, bringing Pandora and Dorcas with you. So really, Regulus was friends with you and Barty, and you two came with baggage in the form of additional friends. 

With your hair and makeup down, you go behind the screen to change into your dress. In classic Slytherin fashion, you had chosen a dark green dress and are pairing it with silver jewelry. You step out and do a spin for the girls. They cheer and whistle at you. 

“He would so have a ‘You look beautiful’ moment if he hadn’t already seen the dress!” Pandora exclaims, standing up to fuss over you. “You look stunning, babygirl.” 

You roll your eyes, but you’re smiling. “Not to feed your delusions, but he’s only seen the dress. My hair wasn’t done, no makeup, no jewelry. He hasn’t seen the finished look.”

“He’ll be drooling when he does,” Dorcas says. 

You give the girls one last smile and leave your dorm. It was time to meet Regulus in the common room and then head to the party. The girls, however, follow you out of the dorm. They were nosy and wanted to see Regulus’ reaction. Sure enough, Regulus is waiting for you, although his back is to the stairs as he talks to Evan and Barty. The other two boys’ eyes go wide when they see you. Barty lets out a low whistle as Evan turns Regulus around by his shoulders. 

“Black is one lucky man,” Evan says, shaking Regulus’ shoulders. 

“Who knew our dove could clean up so nicely,” Barty adds. 

“Shut up, Junior,” you say as you approach them, although your words have no bite. You like a polite compliment, which, for once, these were. 

“Wait, Junior, how are you not in Slug Club?” you ask.

“You set one too many fires and suddenly Sluggy doesn’t care how brilliant you are,” Barty says with a sigh, despite sounding more amused at it than upset. 

You turn to Evan, “And you?”

“Apparently when a potion calls for frogs, he wants you to-”

“Ah,” you say, holding up your hand. “I remember that class now.”

Evan had cut open the frogs and was far more interested in its guts, muscles and other innards to finish his potion, earning him a zero for the day and detention. 

“You do look beautiful,” Regulus says, not at all stumbling over his words as Pandora would have liked him to. “Shall we get going?”

You nod, take his arm and leave the common room with him. 

---

“Prongs, come on!” Sirius says, annoyed that James hadn’t spoken to him all week and now was refusing to tell him which tie was better. 

“You dug yourself into this hole,” Remus mumbles, not looking up from his book.

“Oh my god, it’s not a date! I just need to get into the party and Lily is my way in!”

James glares at Sirius.

“He’s only been in love with her since we were first years,” Peter adds. 

“If you two had better taste, I’d be asking your opinions, but alas,” Sirius groans and turns back to James. “Please, James, I’m not trying to mack on your love.”

“What if she was going to ask me, huh?” James snaps.

“She said she didn’t want to ask anyone. That’s part of why she said yes.”

“All these years, I’ve been asking her and you ask once. Once! How the hell does that make sense?” 

“Logic would say she fancies Sirius,” Peter says before immediately ducking to avoid a pillow thrown his way.

“She does not fancy me. If she did, I wouldn’t’ve had to swear on James’ broom that I would be on my very best behavior.”

James jumps up and grabs Sirius by his shirt collar.

“You damn well best be a goddamn gentleman all night, Black.”

“I will if you tell me. Which. Tie.” He holds up two almost identical ties and waves them in front James’ face. 

James takes a slight step back and takes in the ties.

“This one.”

“Thank you. Was that so hard?”

“I swear, Padfoot, if you do anything-” James warns.

“She will be treated like the lady that she is, Prongsie. Don’t you worry one bit. I’m not making any moves on her.”

“So why are you so desperate for a Slug Club party?” Remus asks. 

The boys had been wondering this all week, but every time they asked, Sirius changed the subject or found a reason to excuse himself from the group. He’d have to tell them eventually.

“Tryin’ to suck up to Slughorn,” Sirius grumbles, not looking at any of them. He focuses on tying his tie. 

Peter snorts a laugh. “Yeah, right, sure you are.”

“I am.”

“No, you’re not. You’d be paying more attention in Potions if you were,” Remus says. “Try again.”

“I heard there’s going to be booze at this party?” 

“More believable,” James says. “But you don’t need my darling Evans for access to booze.” 

“Host, no. Drinks, no. Person?” Peter lists off.

“Person?” Sirius asks, turning towards Peter.

“Person,” he repeats with a smile. “You’re going for a person.”

“Oh, are you jealous, Padfoot?” James teases. “Some doll ask someone else and you’re trying to make her jealous with Lily?”

“Maybe I want an evening away from you bastards,” Sirius suggests as he finishes getting ready. 

He hurries out of the dorm before they can get another word in. If they were going off the idea that whoever he was interested in was in Slug Club, hence the needing to invite someone, he had time before they figured out it was you he was going to the party for. Of course, they’d come to that conclusion much faster as soon as word got back to them that you were at the party. 

Sirius was delighted to see that Lily was waiting for him in the common room.

“Evans!” he calls. “Sorry I kept you waiting. You look ravishing.”

Lily gives him a kind smile.

“Thank you, Sirius. You don’t look too shabby yourself.”

Sirius spins, giving her a full 360 view. Lily stifles a giggle. 

“So is James talking to you yet?”

Word had gotten out that James wasn’t talking to him fairly quickly, at least among the Gryffindors. It wasn’t hard to notice when the loudest of the Marauders were suddenly more quiet. 

“Only after repeatedly telling him I’m not making a move on you.”

“A means to a mysterious end, that’s all I am to you?” she asks with a playful nudge. 

Sirius shrugs. “The end is mysterious to me too.”

“Then why am I dragging you to this?” Lily asks more indignantly as they walk towards the portrait hole and out into the corridors. 

“You’re not dragging, remember? I asked you.”

“You informed me, and I’m gracefully indulging you.”

“Same difference.”

“It’s not but okay.”

Lily wouldn’t tell anyone, but she actually didn’t mind that Sirius had insisted on going with her to the party. Not only did she not have to worry about asking someone, she did consider Sirius a friend, albeit using the term loosely, and she didn’t have to worry about any unwanted advances from him. 

By the time they made it to the area Slughorn had reserved for the party, most of the Slug Club had congregated. The room itself was decorated to Slughorn’s taste, elegant with lots of greens in various hues. In Sirius’ opinion, it had a hint of old money flavor to it. And, to his delight, he spotted his reason for coming within a minute. 

You and Regulus are chatting with Professor Slughorn in the middle of the room. Of course, there were a handful of other students around him as well, as well as some distinguished alumni. Sirius hadn’t considered that graduated Slug Club members could be invited. Lily takes Sirius’ arm and leads him in the opposite direction of Slughorn.

“Shouldn’t we say hello to the professor?” he asks as she pulls him to stand around an empty hightop. 

“We will,” she says casually, looking around the room. “When there’s less people. Didn’t you see your brother’s over there?”

“Oh, is he?” Sirius asks, feigning having not noticed. “I didn’t notice. Suppose we can wait then.”

He had seen his brother. And, somehow more importantly, you. You in your dazzling green dress and silver jewelry that screamed Slytherin Royalty. He didn’t plan out all of tonight, but he knew he had to get close to you again, talk to you. The more he interacted with you, the more you’d have to like him. If you were going to claim to be a dog person, you had to like him. But until he could get close to you, he would chat with Lily. At least she was a decent conversationalist, given that in any other year, he’d rather die than be dragged to a Slug Club party.

After your initial greeting from Slughorn and the conversation turned more toward Regulus and the other Slytherins around you, you zone out. If anyone tries to get your attention, you already had planned to say you were admiring the decorations. Or that you were seeing which other guests you recognized. You cough to stop yourself from laughing when you see Sirius walk in with Lily. Regulus gives you a confused look so you gesture in their direction. His eyes go wide.

“Merlin…” he mutters.

You both quickly turn your attention back to Slughorn’s conversation, lest either of you be discovered staring at the Black sibling. You nod as the other Slytherins let out various words of agreement to something Slugborn said. 

“Regulus, how is the Quidditch team doing?” Slughorn asks, changing the subject unexpectedly.

“Oh, ah, I’d say we’re doing well. Training tough like usual,” Regulus answers. 

“Then you should meet Mr. Tradeswell. He manages the Magpies, as you know,” Slughorn says, draping an arm around Regulus’ shoulders and taking him to meet one of the older guests. 

You give the other Slytherins a polite smile and follow them. You did not plan on being separated from Regulus at this party. If that meant suffering through a conversation solely about Quidditch with someone with professional connections, so be it. You were more than happy to be quiet and listen. It doesn’t take you long to zone out of the conversation again, only picking up bits and pieces.

“Regulus here is Slytherin’s seeker. Quite a talent, he is,” Slughorn was saying. 

“Are you captain?”

“No, sir,” Regulus answers, his voice dripping with even politeness. You smile at how rehearsed his tone sounds to you. “We have a seventh year captain, and she’s brilliant on a broom. I have my fingers crossed for next year.” 

Regulus shoots Slughorn a smile. He knows he’s a shoo-in for the role, especially if this conversation goes well. 

“Ah, well, you know it’s more than luck to be captain,” Mr. Tradeswell says. “You have to know the game, your teammates, the positions, plays, everything.”

“Oh, sir, I do. I sub in for different positions during drills. I think that’s something a captain should be willing to do, have such a deep understanding of each position that they can fill in where they are needed most. While my specialty is seeker, I’m more than competent at chaser as well.”

“And your weakness?”

“Beater, sir.”

The man nods. “It’s good for a captain to be able to spot weaknesses. In yourself, in your team, in opponents.”

“I wholeheartedly agree.”

You scan the room. Sirius and Lily are off to the side of the room by themselves. He appears to be entertaining her, although she occasionally glances toward Slughorn. They hadn’t been to say hello to him yet and you knew that was required. It was why Regulus had dragged you up to him the moment you two arrived. 

“Let’s just get it over with,” he had muttered to you. 

And then you got stuck talking with him for what felt like forever. 

“Are you on the team as well?” Mr. Tradeswell asks you, bringing you back to the conversation.

“Oh, no. I’m no good on a broom.”

“She’s being modest, of course,” Regulus says, wrapping his arm around your waist. 

You flinch slightly at the unexpected touch, but you don’t pull away or remove his arm. It steadies you once you’re over your initial reaction. 

“I can fly, but not nearly well enough to be on a team,” you say, giving Regulus a damning look. “I’m much better suited for the stands.”

The man laughs and your eyes find Sirius as he follows Lily toward the professor.

“Every team needs their fans,” the man says, giving Regulus a wink. 

Lovely, he was assuming you were more than a friend. With his arm around you though, you couldn’t blame him. Mr. Tradeswell continues talking with Regulus and you’re allowed to let your attention drift. Why you kept going back to Sirius, you weren’t sure. Something about him being here was off putting. Even from a distance, you could see how uncomfortable talking to Slughorn was making him. He didn’t even try to hide it. He was looking everywhere around the room but at the professor and he kept shifting his weight. Unlike his brother, he didn’t have an arm around Lily, not even her shoulders or a linked arm. 

Then he made eye contact with you and gave you a wide smile. You give him a nod in response.

“Pardon me, but I’m going to get a drink,” you say and Regulus’ arm drops from your waist. 

He gives you a concerned look, but your relaxed smile calms his nerves about you leaving. He thought you were uncomfortable with the conversation, and while you weren’t enjoying it per se, you really just wanted something to hold in your hands.

You could have predicted that Sirius would excuse himself from Lily and Slughorn’s conversation as soon as he saw you leave his brother’s conversation. And that he did. He approaches the punch bowl at the same time as you.

“Darling, what a total surprise to find you here!” he exclaims, reaching for a cup.

“I literally told you I’d be here.”

“Did you?” He gives you his trademark lopsided smile. 

“You didn’t seem to know what it was then. So how’d you convince Lily to bring you?”

“She asked me.”

You snort a laugh and pour yourself a drink. “Yeah, I don’t believe that.” You pause and sniff your cup. “Do you think this is spiked?”

“Do you want it to be?” Sirius asks with a cocked eyebrow.

“Godric, please.”

Sirius pours his own and sniffs it as well.

“Sad to tell you that there’s nothing good in here.” He looks around the room and then smiles. “But I see someone who definitely can help us.”

You follow his gaze to one of the younger older guests. You recognized her as an older Slytherin but you didn’t know her name. Without thinking, you start to follow Sirius as he walks toward the woman.

“Andy!” he exclaims, arms outstretched as you get closer.

Her eyes nearly double in size when she recognizes who’s approaching her.

“Sirius? I thought you weren’t in Slug Club?” she asks with smile that looks uncannily like the one on Sirius’ face. “This your girlfriend?”

You and Sirius both laugh awkwardly before Sirius hugs the girl, Andy.

“I’m not and she’s not. In Slug Club or my girlfriend,” he says before turning to you. “This is my cousin, Andromeda.”

You hold out your hand to the girl. “I recognize your face. You were a Slytherin, right?”

“Yes. As were my sisters, Narcissa and Bellatrix. However, I’m like good ol’ Sirius here. Disowned and blown off the tree.”

You recoil slightly, not knowing what that meant.

“I’m, uh, actually here with Regulus,” you say, looking over your shoulder at the younger Black. He is still deep in conversation with Mr. Tradeswell. They moved their conversation to a table and if your eyes weren’t mistaking you, Regulus was taking notes. 

Andy laughs and you can’t help but hear the family resemblance. Regulus laughs like that. 

“So if you’re here with Reggie, who are you here with, Siri?”

You look over at Sirius at the nickname that you’d never heard anyone call him. You give him a curious yet amused look.

“Lily Evans. Brilliant witch but not my type,” he says, ending the sentence with a more hushed voice. “Anyways, do you have anything to make this party more tolerable?”

She was definitely a Black. As soon as Sirius asked, a mischievous look shone in her eyes and she reached into her purse. She pulls out a handful of small vials of clear liquid. She claps them gently into Sirius’ hand.

“Don’t get caught, Siri. I’m still on decent terms with Horace. I’d like to keep it that way.”

“Andy, you’re the best!” Sirius says, sliding the vials into his pocket but keeping two out. 

He hands one to you and simultaneously, you cap them and pour the contents into your drinks. 

“I’m not going to… wake up in Feldcroft or anywhere, am I?” you ask.

“They’re not that strong, darling,” Andy says with a smirk on her face. She was clearly enjoying this conversation as an unexpected delight to her evening. “But they’ll make the conversations feel less dull.”

“Okay then,” you say. You give Sirius a smile. “Bottoms up!”

You chug your drink. Sirius and Andy watch with semi-impressed looks on their faces. Once you finish, you hold out your hand to Sirius. An expectant look is etched across your face. He subtly shakes his head but hands you another vial nonetheless. You go back to the drink table to refill your cup. You don’t hear Sirius bid his cousin farewell and follow you. 

“Didn’t think you’d be chugging, love,” he says.

You jump at his proximity. You automatically roll your eyes as you turn toward him and pour the second vial into your cup.

“You didn’t just suffer through a conversation with Mr. Quidditch Manager over there,” you say with a jerk of your head toward Regulus. 

 “Quidditch Manager? James should really meet him.”

“Whatever he wants to know, he can get from Reg,” you say. “I think he’s taking notes.”

Sirius laughs, “Of course he is… They’re a bit the same in that sense.”

“And that’s where it ends.”

Sirius sips his drink. You’re still looking at Regulus so Sirius has a moment to take in how being near you makes him feel. On his toes? Challenged? Alive? 

You don’t seem phased when you turn back and catch Sirius staring. 

“You like my dress too?” you ask cheekily. “So does Regulus. And Evan. And Junior. And Pandora. And Dorcas.” You smirk at him. “So join the club.”

Sirius hums and regrets what he’s going to say before he says it. 

“It would look better on my dorm floor.”

You laugh. Loudly. Sirius certainly wasn’t expecting that and it draws the eyes of those immediately around you. It includes Lily and Regulus, although Mr. Tradeswell doesn’t seem to care. 

“Yeah, sure it would.” You pat Sirius on the shoulder. “You’re not even one drink in and you’re saying silly things.”

“Habit, darling,” he says, trying to cover his tracks. “A flirt’s going to flirt.”

You roll your eyes at him, but he just smiles now.

“Actually, though, how about we step out to finish these?” he asks as he pats his pocket enough for you to hear the soft tinkling of glass.

You shoot a brief look at Regulus who has returned to his conversation. You were supposed to be his date. What about Sirius’ date?

“Won’t Evans miss you?” you ask. 

“Don’t make me laugh,” Sirius says, already grinning. He could tell you want to say yes but are looking for a reason to say no. “As long as I… ugh, stay out of trouble, she doesn’t care.”

You purse your lips, giving Regulus one last look.

“Fine. You got any of those cigarettes?”

His grin gets wider, if that’s even possible.

“I thought you didn’t smoke.”

“Would you believe that I don’t drink either?”

You share a knowing look with him. Sirius throws an arm around your shoulder and guides you out the entrance of the room. You really hoped Regulus wouldn’t miss you too much, but he looked content when you left. You and Sirius don’t wander far. He turns into an alcove with a window. He cracks it open before leaning against the wall and fishing a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket. He hands you one and lights it for you. 

“Just so you know,” you say, taking a drag, “I’m only out here because Reg looked okay.”

“He can fend for himself. He’s a big boy.”

You shrug. “He was pretty strung out that Sluggy wanted everyone to have a date for this thing.”

“A big boy who focuses on the wrong things… Most of the time.”

“He’s set to be Quidditch captain and his grades are nothing to turn a nose at. I’d say he focuses just fine.”

“Sure, but he’s in Slug Club.”

“So is your Lily Evans.”

“And she was friends with Snivellus until last year. Everyone has their faults.”

“Our faults are abandoning our dates to split mystery shots and smokes,” you say with a laugh. You finish your second cup, place it on the window ledge and hold out your hand for a vial. “Come on now, Black. Don’t be stingy.”

“You’re already a shot ahead of me.”

“And I’m about to be two. Give it.”

He gives you a look you can’t quite read before handing you a vial. You uncap it and take the shot. 

“So,” you say after making a gagging noise, “Andy. What’s this tree she’s burned off of? You’re burned off of? Is Reg burned off it?”

“We, my parents have a family tree at home. They update it. And once you’re disowned, your face gets burned off. She’s engaged to a muggleborn so by family rules, off she goes. I ran away. Off I go.” He pauses and blows smoke out the window. “Your precious Regulus is still on the tree.”

“My precious…” you chuckle. 

Sirius takes a shot. “He is yours, isn’t he?” 

You immediately stop laughing.

“Regulus?”

“Yes.”

“No, Merlin, no.” You shake your head a little too fervently. “Friends. Just good friends.”

You hold out your hand for another vial. Sirius holds it out to you, but he doesn’t let go when you grab it.

“Are we friends?”

You narrow your eyes at him, trying to pull the vial from his grasp.

“Are we friends, darling?” he repeats.

“If it gets me this vial, yes,” you spit. 

He lets go and you almost throw the vial to the ground with the force you were pulling it with. Almost. You uncap it and take the shot. You were beginning to feel the effects of your drinks. 

“Why does it matter if we’re friends?” you ask curiously, although your face is wearing a cold expression.

“You’re supposed to like me,” Sirius says with a shrug. 

“What?”

“You claim to be a dog person.”

Your cold laugh echoes around Sirius. It wasn’t the warm laugh that made his stomach flip; this one made it sink.

“You’re still on about that? I don’t get it, Black.”

“If you just gave me a chance,” he says, taking a step toward you.

You take a step back. “I did. And I decided your brother is more my taste.” You tilt your head. “He still is.”

“Why?”

“For the person he is.”

You snuff out your cigarette before it burns your fingers. You give Sirius a polite smile before turning to return to the party. You barely hear Sirius speak as you walk away.

“But I am a dog person.”

---

“Sorry I was gone for so long,” you say when you find Regulus.

You’re grateful he isn’t talking to Mr. Tradeswell anymore. He’s just sitting with other students.

“Where did you get alcohol?” he hisses, leaning toward you.

“Oh, you can smell that?” you ask, briefly trying to smell yourself.

He brings up his hand to stop you. “Yes. Now where?”

“Met your cousin officially. Andy. She gave some to Sirius and, well, he likes to share.”

“I think he likes you more than he likes sharing.”

You roll your eyes. “He just wants to be friends for some reason.”

“Yeah… Some reason…”

tags: @2dloveshp, @yearninglustfully, @made-for-oliverwood, @ilovejamespottersomuch, @hisparentsgallerryy, @itsseaberri, @corawithfanfiction, @devilslittlehelper, @jllyunn, @barnes70stark, @crowleythesexydemon, @flow33didontsmoke

Can you tell I like ending chapters with little comments from Regulus? Also debating creating a series masterlist so I don't have to keep updating each chapter. Anyone got title ideas beyond "A dog person"?

[incorrect-maraudersaandco-quotes]

[Slytherins are knocking on Ravenclaws' door] Evan: Can we stay with you tonight? Pandora: What happened? Dorcas: Someone was playing with an ouija board and cursed the whole dungeon. Evan: Regulus wasn’t any help. He doesn’t know how to banish spirits, so he’s just throwing salt at them yelling "does this look like a hotel to you!?"

[spidermandni]

misses

james has never been good at hiding how he feels, he was very obvious. he has a big heart that he wears on his sleeve, beating endlessly for you. the two of you had been broken up for only two weeks and it had ended well; the both of you decided that you were better off as friends. it all was going well until your entire friend group decided to have a picnic.

james felt like his heart was going to break its way out of his chest and jump into your hands at the sight of your glowing skin against the beaming sunlight and your bright smile whenever you heard a joke that you thought was funny. the added blush to your cheeks, the way your lip gloss gleamed when you tilted your head a certain way, and your soft legs that nudged his as you all bunched together on the plaid picnic blanket. he tried his hardest to pay attention to the conversation and at all the playful banter, but the only thing he could find has gaze trailing to was you.

“what’s the point of the two of you being just friends if you’re gonna keep looking at them like that?” remus whispers to him, being kind enough to not expose him to everyone though he has a smirk threatening to curl up his lips. james clears his throat and shakes his head, his hand raising to rub the nape of his neck as he avoids looking at the sandy haired boy.

“i don’t know what you’re talking about, moony.”

“sure you do, james, you haven’t heard a single thing we’ve said in the past five minutes.” sirius cuts into the side conversation with a wide grin on his face, his voice louder than a whisper, but not drawing much attention from the main conversation happening in front of them.

“of course i have.” he tries to argue but his cheeks burn at being called out, not realizing that he had been that transparent.

“what did dorcas just say her favorite ice cream to have during summer was?” remus grills with raised eyebrows and james groans internally.

“mint?”

“cookies n cream, but nice try.” sirius snorts.

“whatever.” he grumbles and ignores his friends’ laughter; his eyes going back to you as you slap peter’s shoulder while throwing your head back in your own chuckles. james feels his ears burning while he gazes at you and that’s it. he may have agreed with you on choosing to break up and stay platonic, but that doesn’t mean he can’t change his mind. he’ll work on getting you back eventually, but he can settle for just admiring you for the moment. no matter how obvious it is that he misses you.

[msmk11]

Marauders era hcs: how they would react to you filming a sexy dance for tik tok

James

At first he’s a little dumbfounded

And entranced. Mans is the biggest simp for you so ofc he’s drooling a little

But then he snaps out of it and is like, the fuck? This is for MY eyes only

Jamie literally walks over and stands in front of you, blocking the camera from seeing you

When you try to go around him he just grabs you by the waist and firmly pushes you back again

He also pulls out the “scary bf” look, even though he’d never actually hurt a fly, by crossing his arms across his chest and staring at the camera (flexes those muscles babyyyy)

Afterwards, he does beg for you to give him a private show ;)

Remus

He thinks you look mega sexy- though he always does

But we all know Remus is possessive af and that shit will NOT slide with him.

He stalks over and instantly grabs you, throwing you over his shoulder

Your phone is left behind as you pout and kick your legs, begging for him to let you down

Ofc, he doesn’t.

Not until you’re upstairs at least…

You’re so in for it

Sirius

If anything, I actually think you’d be the one to catch him filming a dance….but anyways!!!

Sirius walks in on you filming and his jaw drops. He just stands there the whole time thinking about how gorgeous you are.

When you’re done he finally walks over and he asks you not to post it.

You think it’s cuz he’s mad, but then he tells you that he just wants you to refilm it- with him in it.

He begs you to teach him the dance and you guys spend the next hour practicing

FINALLY you film it and y’all nailed it

Sirius is an influencer you can’t tell me otherwise

Peter

I’m actually certain he’d already be in the room with you when you’re filming because he just loves to watch you in your element/having fun

BIGGEST cheerleader and supporter

He is hyping you up with every take

Definitely blushing A LOT

Also, not nervous at all for you to post it. He completely and totally trusts you.

Lily

Mad as hell when she catches you doing it

Not because she’s jealous or possessive (though I totally think she could be)

She is offended you didn’t ask her to join you :(

She loves doing TikTok dances!

When you apologize to her she just pouts and ignores you

It takes some doting and petting to put a smile back on her face

She finally agrees to forgive you but makes you film the dance on her account instead of yours

(You can’t even be mad or annoyed because she’s so precious)

Marlene

It is actually her idea to film it

She has the dance down already and teaches it to you

She definitely leaves you feeling a little flustered as she teaches you

And when you film it.

You’re sort of a stuttering, blushing mess in the video and all the comments point it out

The cheeky bastard just smirks when you whine to her about it later

Dorcas

When she catches you filming the dance, she acts completely unbothered (even though she does actually think you look good)

Thinks you’re a complete and utter tease :)

Two can play at that game

She flirts like crazy after you’re done filming it but ignores your own advances

Leaves you a flustered MESS

You pretend to pout but you’re actually just more determined now to get her attention

You basically have to beg her !

Mary

So Mary definitely did the trend before you did and it drove you crazy

She looked so good in it

So of course you have to get her back

You put your ALL into learning this dance

When she gets the notification that you posted, she is shocked at what she sees

She leaves her place on the couch and goes to find you in your room

You know what happens next

Regulus

You are dead meat my guy

When he catches you he is FUMING

Yes he thinks you look sexy. But you are HIS. No other bitches should lay their eyes on you

He is snatching your phone up instantly and throwing it across the room

He then starts kissing you possessively

Teaches you a lesson that’s for sure

No chance you’ll be able to hide those hickies…

(Makes sure you delete the video)

[vinylfoxbooks]

January 27 - Curse | @into-the-jeggyverse | wc: 577

“Pads, how does your brother know the worst curses?” James asks, limping into the room, holding on to their side. 

Sirius looks up from his dutiful place in Remus’ lap, “Hm?” Then he sits up and makes direct eye contact with them, “What did you do?” 

“I don’t know.” James whines, making their way over to their bed and laying down on it, “I just tried to talk to him and he threw a fucking curse at me. I’ve been limping back here from outside Slughorn’s.”

“Ah, that’s what you did.” Sirius laughs, “You tried to talk to him outside of Slughorn’s.” 

Remus hums, “Does he not like Slughorn?” 

“Something about the teacher gets on his nerves, he’s gone on rants about it. Slughorn also consistently pressure him into joining his secret society or whatever it is.” 

“You mean the same one that I had to pretend at sucking at potions for him to leave me alone?” James asks, throwing their head back, “I guess that’s my mistake then.” 

Sirius laughs, laying back down, “He’ll be up here in no time apologising to you.” 

James takes comfort in his words.

Until Regulus doesn’t come up or send an owl or anything for the rest of the day. And the next morning. And the rest of the day. 

James continuously loses hope that they didn’t actually do anything wrong and it wasn’t just that they tried talking to him outside of Slughorn’s. 

That is, until they’re sitting around in the Great Hall for dinner and Dorcas comes to sit with them and Marlene. She looks at James and hums, “Regulus was wanting to talk to you after dinner. He said to meet him in your usual spot.” James nods and thanks her with a smile, though they can’t help but feel like they've really done something wrong.

But they finish dinner with their friends and bid them farewell to meet with Regulus. 

The boy is waiting for them when they get up into the Astronomy Tower. He’s messing with the hem of his robes and his head shoots up when James gently closes the door to the tower behind them. He breathes, “James.” 

“You wanted to talk to me, Reg?” 

“Yeah, I-” he takes a step forward and reaches to grab at James’ hands, bringing them towards himself, “I’m sorry for yesterday. I just- I was already having a bad day and there was so much bullshit happening in Slughorn’s class, including Slughorn himself, and I was just frustrated and I wanted nothing more than to come to my dorm and then you came and I overreacted when I could’ve just told you that I wanted to be alone and so I cursed you and that was simply unacceptable of-”

“Reggie,” James smiles, moving their hands to drop Regulus’ and grab at his face, letting out a breath of relief, “You’re alright, I understand. I’m just glad that it wasn’t something that I had done.” 

Regulus shakes his head, “No, no. Not at all, it was just me overreacting.” 

James hums, “I’m not going to say that you weren’t, but I understand my love, and I forgive you.” They bring him into a gentle kiss then pull away to put their forehead against his, “Just let me know if I do anything to upset you before you start throwing hexes again. You’re scarily good at them and it fucking hurt.” 

Regulus laughs weakly, “Will do. I’m sorry, Jamie.”

[fictionalsimp09]

family – August 21st – @rosekillermicrofic – 431 words 

Barty walks aimlessly around the castle, not caring about checking corners for professors or prefects, or keeping his steps quiet. Detention is no worry of his, not when all he can think about is his father’s disappointment in him and how his mother has grown tired of protecting him, though she will never stop despite the obvious toll it takes on her. He tries not to let this get to him most of the time, but he’s only human after all. 

When he returns to his dorm after failing to distract himself, Evan is sitting up in bed, a quill in his hand and parchment spread before him. “About time,” he mumbles, not looking up from his work. “You ready to talk?” 

“What’re you on about?” 

Evan finally looks up at him, “You’re my best friend, Bee. I can tell when something’s wrong.” He gets out of bed and places a comforting hand on his arm – Barty ignores how his stomach flip-flops at the contact. “So, who do I have to kill?” 

He looks down, grumbling, “My father.” 

“What has he done this time?” Barty notices the barely contained anger in his voice, probably because Evan knows a thing or two about fucked up parents. 

“Just…everything,” Barty starts. “He’s completely ruined my life, my mother’s life. He shouldn’t even have been a parent in the first place. I can’t believe I’m related to that arsehole. And after all he’s done, I still try to make him proud. I still try to make him love me.” Barty breaks down in front of someone for the first time in his life; he has always waited until he was completely alone to cry. Evan pulls him into a hug and, inhaling his scent, shower gel and coffee, feeling the warmth of his embrace, he begins to even out his breathing. He feels the safest in Evan’s arms than he has in his entire life. 

Evan murmurs in Barty’s ears. “It doesn’t matter who you are related to, Bee. Family is what you make it. You, me, Regulus, Dorcas, Pandora. We’re your family. We love you for who you are, unlike that arsehole who couldn’t even be bothered to raise you. You don’t have to change yourself for us. You’re perfect, Bee.” 

His words make him cry even more, this time in a good way. When they finally part and go to sleep, they pretend this moment of vulnerability between the two of them never happened. But in years to come, Barty will never forget the love and kindness shown to him by his family. 

[dinarosie]

Snape Artists Deserve Better

Since joining the Snape fandom, I’ve noticed something that really stands out. Compared to other character-based fan communities, the Snape fandom feels overlooked. There’s also a lot of negativity aimed at him, mostly stirred up by Marauders fans and "Snaters." This creates a tough environment, especially for artists and creators who focus on Snape. Unfortunately, their work doesn’t receive the recognition or support it deserves, which can be really discouraging.

I’ve seen so many amazing Snape artworks—pieces that have clearly taken tons of effort and time—get completely ignored. Meanwhile, similar artwork of the Marauders (including characters we barely know anything about like Marlene, Mary, and Dorcas… ) gets thousands of likes and shares in just a few days, quickly spreading across social media platforms. This isn’t just about Tumblr Art, either. The same thing happens with Snape videos on TikTok. They often don’t get the attention they deserve, no matter how well-made.

What’s worse is that even casual Harry Potter fans—those who aren’t part of the Snape or Marauders fandoms—are afraid to post anything about Severus Snape. They worry about the backlash they might face. If they decide to write about him, draw him, or make a video, they often feel like they need to constantly explain that they’re not "Snap supporter" or "Snape fan" and that they’re just creating art. Otherwise, they’ll get bombarded with nasty comments.

This whole situation has made artists hesitant to spend time on Snape-related content. They know it either won’t get the attention it deserves or they’ll face a wave of negativity that makes them regret ever posting it. It’s really sad to see so many talented artists being pushed away because of this toxic environment.

I totally feel for these artists, writers, and overall Snape content creators. Sharing your work takes a lot of courage, especially when you know it might be met with negativity. Art is meant for expression and creativity, so it's tough when those who put their heart into it feel like their work isn’t appreciated.

I don’t know how much longer this toxic atmosphere toward Snape, his fans, and the artists who create content about him will last, but it’s just not fair. Every artist deserves to share their work without fear and get the recognition and support they’ve earned.

[major-toast]

West Coast

@rosekillermicrofic // August 9th - heart // words: 631 // cw: slightly suggestive content

„You’re sick?“

„Yeah?“

„Really?“

„Yeah!“

„Dorcas, do you need any more proof than… that? God, one more word out of Crouch’s mouth and not even hearing aids will compensate for the damage done to my ears.”

“Stop being dramatic, Regulus! I am sure this is nothing a bit of tea and honey won’t solve.”

“Oh, yes. Definitely.”

Regulus rolls his eyes wryly, ignoring Dorcas’ scolding glare. Barty wants to laugh, but – fuck – it hurts.

“In all honesty, I don’t think it will”, he croaks instead, coughing the moment the words leave his mouth.

Maybe he shouldn’t have partied outdoors until the brink of dawn… in the middle of December. But – ah well – mistakes are there to be made. At least, he got a sick new tramp stamp.

Dorcas groans.

“This is horrible! Absolutely fucking horrible! You knew how important this gig is! Why in God’s name would you get sick now?”

Barty shrugs. How is he supposed to know?

“I could do the vocals, no problem.”

All heads turn to Evan, who is sitting by his drums and lazily twirls one of the sticks in his right hand.

“What?”, he challenges, raising a brow. “I can sing.”

Dorcas slumps. With a sigh, she says, “Guess we don’t have a choice, do we? Crouch, do you feel well enough to shred your guitar?”

Barty nods.

What is one messed up gig, in the grand scheme of things?

Later that night, the hall is brimming with anticipation. No one has ever heard Evan sing before. Not even Pandora, she claims. Barty, however, isn’t fooled. He has seen her blink three times. Something she always does whenever she’s lying.

Usually, he’d pry it out of her somehow. But not tonight.

Tonight, he’ll be blown away.

Once the light dims, and they walk on stage to an already cheering crowd, Barty opens with a slow solo on his guitar. Immediately, hysteria washes over the audience; more than a few groupies crying and screaming in the front. Barty winks at them with a grin before stepping away from the microphone.

Tonight, someone else will be their darling.

Down on the West Coast, they got a sayin'. If you're not drinkin' then you're not playin'.

Barty falters, his heart missing a beat. Immediately, his eyes snap over to Evan.

Hitting the drums with not a care in the world, he’s closed his eyes. His blonde hair is swaying in sync with the beat of his drums, his voice a low murmur as he serenades the mic.

It’s soft, mellow; a warm cadence in a whirl of raspy notes and fastening beats. For a second, Barty believes to have entered heaven a bit too early.

Down on the West Coast, I get this feeling like it all could happen, that's why I'm leaving you for the moment.

Evan’s eyes find Barty’s. Briefly, his mouth curls into a satisfied smile. Then, his attention focuses back on the crowd before changing the vocals into a harsh growl.

Barty swallows. He doesn’t know whether his cock is hard or his knees are weak. Most likely, a bit of both. Louder than the drums, his heart thrashes in his ears.

“Are you going to play or just stand here?” Dorcas hisses as she slowly moves towards him, her hands easily tapping the strings of her bass.

Barty jolts, jumping back into action.

I can see my baby swinging, his Parliament′s on fire and his hands are up. On the balcony and I’m singing, “Ooh baby, ooh baby, I′m in love.”

Fuck.

Fuck.

Barty will never let him live this one down.

Yes, he thinks while he bangs his head to the melody, playing with the pacing of his riff. Angel, I think I’m in love.

He’s going to marry that bloke someday.

The song referenced in this post is mac glocky's cover of West Coast in the style of Deftones. This version can be found here. I highly recommend checking it out.

[ghostly-runes]

Marauders era 🚬 headcanons

Note: I tried to keep this as historically accurate because I personally don’t like when people ignore that they came from the seventies, but even with my research it’s probably won’t be perfect so just keep that in mind.

Also, if I come up with more I’ll add them, as this isn’t everyone and I know that.

Marlene:

- She smokes Marlboro reds

- Started smoking in 5th year

- Is a social smoker

- Owns a single red bic lighter that has somehow not been stolen from her yet (because she keeps stealing Pete’s and Dorcas.)

- Keeps a cigarette with Dorcas’ number on it (she refuses to smoke it)

Lily:

- Lily doesn’t stick to one brand of cigarettes as she tends to just bum one from the people she knows here and there.

- Lily is a stress smoker, meaning she smokes when something stressful happens. One example of this I can think of is the Marauders and the Pantheon getting in some trouble together and upon finding out, Lily puts her hand out to Dorcas and says, “Can I bum one off ya?” Dorcas, without hesitation, takes out her pack of cigarettes and hands one to Lily, flinging her lighter open to light it for her.

- Carries a pink bic lighter with her just in case she needs it.

- Her lighter is covered in those produce stickers that you get on fruits.

James:

- James doesn’t smoke because Fleamont has asthma and used to smoke and now he has health issues. So because James’ mom and dad aren’t sure if he has asthma, have drilled it into his head that he will never smoke under their roof (It’s one of the few things they’re strict about.)

- He’s the type of person to be hanging out with someone and if they pull out a cigarette to tell them, “Y’know that can kill you, right?” (He does this with Remus, especially when he first started smoking and it pisses Remus off)

Peter:

- Pete smokes Rothmans blues, because he likes the taste of tobacco and they’re popular.

- He started smoking in his 5th year after Sirius and Remus started smoking.

- He didn’t like the ones they smoked though so after some experimenting around he found Rothmans blues and now they’re the only ones he’ll smoke.

- He’s a social smoker

- He doesn’t smoke cigarettes as much as he smokes weed though.

- Has a green and a yellow bic lighter to light his cigarettes (and blunts)

- His lighters get stolen constantly, he’s never ran one through (Sirius and Marlene use them and forget to return them)

Sirius:

- Sirius smokes Winston ultra lights, because they’re more expensive and taste the least like tobacco to him.

- He hates the taste of cigarettes but smokes to calm his nerves.

- Started smoking the summer between 4th and 5th yr.

- When he moves in with the potters in 6th yr he doesn’t smoke in the house as Effie and Monty disprove of it but he secretly smokes on the balcony of his room at night.

- Owns a Vivienne Westwood cigarette case (he uses it a lot because it’s “punk”)

- Has a Silver ornate “zippo” lighter that has the letter “B” carved into it that he never uses unless it’s the only thing he has. (He hates how “posh” seeming it makes him (it’s also a family thing))

- He normally uses a regular zippo lighter.

- Sometimes just lights his with Remus’ cigarette.

- He gets a fancy gold “Zippo” lighter that has the letter “P” carved into it from Monty for Christmas that used to be Monty’s when he smoked. (He doesn’t use it a lot because it’s too sentimental to him (it’s one of the few things Remus has of Sirius’ when he’s in Azkaban that he keeps))

Remus:

- Remus smokes cigarettes that he rolls himself because it’s cheaper than buying the tailor made (factory made) ones.

- He started selling them in 3rd year but started smoking them in the summer between 3rd and 4th.

- He sells them without filters but rolls them with filters for himself because he’s burned his lips one too many times and hates it every time he does. (Sirius also complains about it)

- Used matches to light his cigarettes.

Regulus:

- Reg smokes pall mall filters, because they’re higher quality and easy for him to get.

- He started smoking in 3rd year.

- His first cigarette was one he bummed from Barty but he didn’t like the menthol taste so he sticks with the regular filter kind.

- Regulus actually was the first in his group to smoke regularly as he becomes addicted to things so so easy.

- When Sirius found out that Reg smoked he lectured him for 2 hours on how terrible it was for him, even though at that point Reg and Sirius had been smoking for years.

- Owns a Vivienne Westwood cig case and lighter (uses them religiously)

- Has a silver fancy zippo lighter that has the letter “B” carved into it all ornate. (He stops using it in his 4th year)

Barty:

- Barty smokes Pall Mall Menthols, he’s never smoked anything different because he prefers the familiarity.

- He started smoking in 2nd year after his mamá passed away but didn’t start smoking daily until 4th year.

- He started with pall mall menthols and hasn’t changed since.

- He at first stole them from his dad and smoked them after their fights to ease his anxiety and just never stopped

- Eventually he started buying them himself with money he stole from his dad.

- He uses Evan’s pryokinesis or a purple bic lighter that he stole from Dorcas to light his cigarettes.

Dorcas:

- Dorcas smokes Class A’s with no filter because they’re cheap and she buys them with the money from her summer jobs. So she has to get the cheap kind to save her money and make it last.

- She started smoking in her 4th year but started smoking regularly in the summer of her 5th year after her parents divorced.

- She buys them in bulk right before she leaves for Hogwarts and during holiday break.

- At one point she bought cigarettes from Remus, but found she didn’t like them as much as the tailor made (factory made) cigarettes.

- Uses a silver zippo lighter that flicks open because she lost all of her bic lighters.

Pandora:

- Panda smokes the same as Reg because she just bums them off of him.

- She only smokes when she drinks.

- She smokes weed a lot more than she smokes cigarettes like Pete.

- She keeps a box of matches on her at all times.

Evan:

- Evan buys cigarettes from Remus just because they’re easy to get and he doesn’t mind Remus.

- He doesn’t smoke often and is really just a social smoker but carries his tin of cigarettes on him at all times in case his friends need one.

- Evan uses his Veela pyrokinesis to light his and sometimes his friend groups cigs.

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Random hcs:

- James collects stickers and would randomly paste them on other students, especially Regulus

- Everyone knows that Dorcas likes to paint, but no one has seen her works other than the skittles and Marlene

- Evan/Regulus/Sirius would say the dirtiest things to Barty/James (Or/And Lily)/Remus in French and it would drive them crazy trying to figure out what their partner meant (And then they turn to Pandora Rosier)

- Marlene cannot handle alcohol, has the worst hangovers out of all of them and always complains about it, but she still gets drunk every weekend

-Regulus and Sirius talk in French/Italian/Latin/Spanish to annoy their friends

- Pandora knows everyone’s secrets and no one knows how she figured them out

- Pandora doesn’t even try at Divination but gets top marks all the time

- Barty flirts as a coping mechanism and basically what he automatically does

- Remus hoards chocolate and you’d have to pry it from his cold dead hands

- Sirius steals Remus’ sweaters, and because they’re so oversized it makes him look even shorter

- Regulus is a professional at ‘borrowing’ clothes from everyone

- Peter always has some kind of snack on him

- Pandora calls Evan ‘Evangelical’ and Barty calls Evan ‘Ev’, ‘Evvy’, or ‘Darling’

- Possessive Evan and clingy Barty (I live for it)

- Crazy, psycho Rosekiller

- Barty is a pyromaniac, and when that happens only Dorcas and Pandora can settle it

- Possessive Regulus and clingy James

- Possessive Remus and clingy Sirius

- Lily calls Pandora ‘Rose’ and Evan ‘Rosie’

- Mary’s go-to is always Mcdonald’s

- James always uses :D

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Remus tells the marauders he’s a werewolf:

James: It doesn’t change how we see you.

Sirius: Anyway we can help, let us know.

Peter: I’ll stock up the chocolate stash.

Remus telling the Slytherin skittles:

*all already knew*

Barty: What would happen if you went to the moon?

Evan: Surely, he would transform.

Pandora: Nah. It’s something to do with the full moon’s light going through the atmosphere, not the moon itself.

Barty: How can you be so sure?

Dorcas: We’ll just have to test it.

Pandora: OMG! Yes! I’ll start working on it right now! We’ll need space suits, a ship…

Regulus: Good luck, mate.

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Hear me out:

Sirius travels to the future and goes to Hogwarts, he sees Remus as a professor and flirts with him and that kind of shit. It’s an au where Sirius in that timeline hasn’t escaped from Azkaban. He questions shit and Remus eventually tells him that he killed Lily, James and Peter and that he’s now in Azkaban and he can’t accept it, he has a mental breakdown. He finds out about what happened to the others like Marlene, Dorcas, Evan, Barty, Mary, Pandora etc. And he sees Luna yk and thinks about Pandora and he’s like “wait I thought Pandora was with Lily?”

then together they figure out what really happened cuz they see Peter on the marauders map. And they deal with him.

Then Sirius sees Harry and goes: “holy shit he looks just like James!! Am I an uncle?” And when Harry gets a little closer, he goes: “wait- his eyes? Why does he have blue eyes?” And Remus has to explain to him that Regulus joined the death eaters and died when he was 17 and that Harry’s mother is Lily and Sirius goes through another mental breakdown. And after he’s calmed down, he’s like: “so I’m not his uncle?” And Remus is like: “you’re the godfather.” And Sirius cheers up a little.

And when he sees that Harry is in love with Draco he is like: why do the potters have smth for the snarky, sad, depressed, Slytherin seekers who’s mean to them. And ppl from the black family. (I count Draco as a black cuz Narcissa is a black so yeah) (Regulus and Draco both getting the dark mark cuz they were forced😭😭😭)

and when Harry gets a tiny crush on ginny sirius goes like: HIS BEST MATES SIBLING?! OH LOOK HOW FUNNY SHES A GINGER TOO! ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!? See moony I told you it’s in his genes. (You can decide yourself if it’s endgame hinny or Drarry)

And he sees the Weasley twins and he’s like: “they’re my new idols!!” And Remus is like: “We’re their idols actually”

And he sees himself and James in Ron and Harry.

And after a few months when Sirius has caught up with everything, he flirts with Remus and is like: “you know moony I’m horny” and Remus is like: “well I can’t do anything about it, that would be pedophilia” and Sirius is like disappointed. But they eventually have sex (help😭Sirius is like 15 or 16 btw) and Sirius is like: “yOuR cOcK hAs GrOwN”. They take every chance they get to make out. And Remus is like: “oh how much I’ve missed this, missed you”

(They’re at Hogwarts btw) (it’s up to you if he pretends like he’s a student or if he’s hiding in Remus’ room) (but some professors would know if Sirius pretended like he was a student) (maybe he goes in disguise with polyjuice potion or smth?)

(He meets Harry if he’s just hiding and tells him everything but if you decide him to disguise as a student then he just watches from afar and doesn’t talk to him often.)

Remus asks him if this counts as cheating on his past self. And Sirius is like: “no you’re still you, so cheating on you with you is impossible”

Mcgonagall finds out about Sirius but doesn’t tell anyone.

Oh and it takes place during PoA and GoF. But the events just don’t happen, it’s like a normal Hogwarts year. So yeah no voldy coming back. Or no Sirius escaping Azkaban.

You can decide if Remus stays at Hogwarts during GoF or not, like the events didn’t happen so he doesn’t have to leave. But it’s up to you if he leaves and lives with Sirius in his house during GoF. But they’re definitely at Hogwarts during PoA.

and a bit to the end of GoF they figure out a way to send Sirius back to the 70s. Sirius says goodbye to everyone and leaves (Remus is like FUCKING sad cuz he has no one left) and as soon as Sirius is back he begs his brother to run away with him so that that terrible things don’t happen and he talks to James and Remus about Peter, and they do smth to fix that.

So yeah that was it

SOMEONE WRITE THIS PLEASE!!