#harry wells fanfiction

[ageofstarkey]

soft glow ✰ m. riddle

summary: sleepy mornings with matthéo

pairing: bf!matthéo x reader

warnings: slightly suggestive at the end, but nothing really other than that!! just tooth rotting fluff n théo who’s soft for u and no one else!! :’))

note: hi!! i’m not sure how i feel about this one but i still think it’s a lil tiny bit cute so i’m posting!! feel free to send in requests!!

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comments & reblogs are so appreciated! <3

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when you wake up, matthéo’s bedroom is warm with the soft glow of morning. golden rays of sunlight peek stubbornly through his drapes, and soft white noise filters steadily in through the window.

as you slowly come to, you begin to register the familiar sensation of matthéo’s touch. his calloused fingers glide almost curiously across your face; carefully tracing each curve and dip, as if to memorize your every detail.

with a soft hum, you finally blink open your eyes - squinting into the sunlight. you roll towards matthéo with a yawn, offering him a sleepy smile. “hi”

matthéo grins, smoothing a mess of tangled hair away from your face. “hi, darling.” his voice is raspy and painfully fond - and your heart aches pleasantly behind your ribcage. his hand slides casually to the back of your neck, and you quietly hope that your cheeks aren’t as red as they feel. “how’d you sleep?”

“me? oh - i slept terribly” you’re aiming for deadpan in a desperate attempt to play it cool, but you wear a giddy little grin that almost certainly gives you away. “worst sleep of my life.”

“oh yeah?”

you nod with all the conviction you can muster - which admittedly isn’t much. “mhmm” with a little stretch, you’re leaning upwards to kiss his cheek. “you snore louder than my granddad.”

matthéo scoffs in mock offence, fingers poking teasingly at your side. “‘s that so?”

you nod once more, trying desperately to stifle a giggle. matthéo’s teasing is relentless, and you squirm clumsily away from his prodding fingers. in the end - it doesn’t take long for you to give in. “okay! okay - fine!” you laugh breathlessly. “you don’t snore and i had the best sleep of my life. is that what you wanted to hear?”

“yes actually. because you on the other hand - you do snore and it’s really quite loud - sort of like-”

“matthéo!” he’s being mean on purpose and you pretend to hate it. “i do not snore!”

“okay but how do you know you don’t snore, hm? i mean - if you’re asleep when it happens…” he tugs you towards his bare chest, one arm wrapped firmly around your back. “you wouldn’t really know, would you?” he punctuates his words with a soft kiss to your forehead, and you all but melt into his gentle embrace.

“i hate you.” with your face smushed against matthéo’s chest, your words come out awkward and muffled. “like - i really, really can’t stand you sometimes.”

he tugs you impossibly closer with a pleased laugh. “don’t lie, sweetheart”

“i’m not lying!”

he tilts your head upwards before slowly kissing your lips. you feel warm all over, and you chase him with a quiet whine when he pulls away. “if you really hate me, why were you screaming m-”

“you’re so awful!”

[dreamingofmarauders]

You Belong With Me

James Potter x Reader

Summary: In which despite having rejected you, James feels the uttermost jealousy of someone else being near you

Warnings: Jealousy, rejection, angry/a bit possessive James Potter, regret, arguing, cussing, crying (Let me know if I missed anything)

Word Count: 1.4k

A/N: I honestly don’t even know what I was thinking then, but this idea just randomly hit me so here it is lol. Hope you enjoy! ❤️

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

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James tightened his hold on his glass of Firewhiskey, his gaze piercing dangerously as he watched you get too close with another guy. He clenched his jaw, downing his drink in one go before he tossed the glass back on the table, rage filling his whole being.

He had no right to feel like this. After all, he was supposed to be in love with Lily, not you. At least, that's what he kept trying to tell himself but as he watched you drape your arms around a Slytherin, both swaying to the music, he felt nothing but pure hatred for the male and absolute jealousy.

You should be in James' arms, not his.

James clenched his jaw, shutting his eyes as he inwardly groaned, as it came back to him once again, the memory so vivid it was as if the young Potter was reliving it once again.

You and James leaned against the railing of the Astronomy Tower, your eyes fixated upon the captivating night sky. You turned your head to look at the hazel eyed beside you, who gazed up at the twinkling stars with a soft smile sitting upon his lips. You and James had been best friends since you were children and your bond only deepened during the many years you spent together at Hogwarts. It was a weekly tradition for the two of you to stargaze together.

Your heart fluttered at the content expression on James' face, nothing but adoration in your eyes for him. Over the years, you didn't realize when but you had fallen for your best friend.

You were in love with James Potter.

However you kept that secret locked away in your heart, knowing James had been chasing after the redhead, Lily Evans, since you all were eleven.

Now as you admired James, the ways his lips curved or the twinkle in his hazel eyes, or his always messy black locks, or the way a dimple appeared whenever he smiled, the words slipped past your lips before you could stop them.

"I love you."

Your eyes widened with horror as James' rounded at that as well, turning to look at you in surprise.

You had mentioned many times how much you loved him but what caught James off guard this time was the way you spoke the words, the emotion behind them indicating a whole other meaning, a confession of you being in love with him.

"What?" He breathed out.

You sighed, knowing it was useless to deny it.

"I am in love with you, James."

"No." James uttered out in horror, taking a step back, causing a crack to form in your heart. "You can't be in love with me. I-I only love Lily."

Despite knowing the truth, your heart still shattered at the words that passed his lips, your eyes brimming up with tears.

Why had you even dared to hope he may reciprocate your feelings?

"I love Lily, Y/n. I could never love you." He said, as the tears slid down your cheeks. "I'm sorry." And with that James spun on his heels and hurried away, leaving you to stare after him, utterly heartbroken.

You had destroyed your own relationship with James, severing off the threads that had bonded the two of you together since forever.

You angrily wiped your face.

Why did every force in the universe always have to work against you?

The two of you haven't spoken since. James seethed as he watched Rosier pull you closer, but what really ticked him off was that your gaze had connected with his, and he knew that you knew what James was really feeling as you observed his very red face, before you inched your face closer to the Slytherin's.

That was the final straw for James Potter.

He immediately took a step in your direction but a hand latched onto his arm, rooting him to the spot.

"Mate, calm down."

James' furious gaze flickered to see who had dared to stop him, his eyes finding the silvery grey irises of his best friend.

Sirius knew exactly what had transpired, all the Marauders did. After all, you had been a fifth of their group, and your absence had impacted them all.

"Prongs, you need to calm down." Sirius instructed again, carefully analyzing James' facial expression.

This only angered the young Potter.

"Stay out of this, Black." He spat out and shrugged off Sirius' hand, ignoring his friend's protests.

James strutted over to you with nothing but fury and jealousy blinding him. When he reached you and Rosier, he shoved the Slytherin back, who shot the Gryffindor a death glare, grabbed your wrist and dragged you through the crowd of bustling and dancing teenagers, ignoring your protests. He finally dropped his hand from you when the two of you were in the silent corridor outside the Gryffndor common room.

You glared at James, who was staring back at you intensely, his jaw clenched.

"What the fuck, Potter?!" You yelled.

"What the fuck were you doing with that Rosier?! You were doing it on purpose!" James retorted back, silencing you for a mere moment before your face hardened.

"I can do whatever the hell I want, Potter, you have absolutely no right over my life!" You screamed at him, throwing your hands up in anger. "You told me you don't love me, you pushed me away, so how in the world do you get to decide what I can do and whom I can be with?! Why does it bother you so much?!" You shrieked at him.

However the next second, your back was pressed against the cold stone wall as James closed the distance between the two of you, caging you in his arms as his lips pressed to yours. You tried to resist, knowing this wouldn't end well, but the feel of him on you ignited a fire that yearned for more and your hands slithered to lock behind his neck, as you both poured out all your emotions into the kiss.

When the need for oxygen became great, the two of you pulled away, James placing his forehead against yours, as the both of you panted.

"This isn't fair to me, James." You breathed out, your eyes brimming once again. "You can't say you want Lily but then not let me live my life either." A tear slid down your cheek as your voice became heavy with emotion.

James lifted his head back, raising his hand to softly brush away your tears, placing a kiss on both of your cheeks before he peered into your y/e/c eyes, his gaze so intense that it seemed he was looking right into your soul.

"I am so sorry, love. I was wrong. I kept telling myself that it's Lily, but," He shook his head rather vigorously, "I've missed you more than ever since that day. My heart keeps calling out to you and I tried to push it down, but seeing you with another made me fully realize that there is no one else I would rather have than you." He confessed, placing his hand on your cheek, relishing in the way you leaned into his touch.

He continued, whilst lovingly caressing your cheek.

"My life is colorless and dull without you, y/n/n. I want you, darling. I... I love you." James uttered out, watching your face flood with astonishment, noticing the way you had stilled in his hold. Knowing he couldn't lose your attention, he went on, "I know I was an absolute jerk to you that day and today, but I promise you my love, if you give me the chance, I will spend the rest of my life, spend each day proving to you how much I really do care for you." James professed, his heart pounding heavily as he awaited your response.

You stared at him in complete shock, eyes round, making James afraid that he had truly lost you for good. However, a rush of relief flooded James' body when your beautiful lips slowly curved up into a tiny smile.

"I'll give you one chance, Jamie, just one."

The biggest smile you had ever seen graced James' face at your answer, and he cupped both your cheeks, "Thank you! Thank you!" He lifted you off the floor, spinning you around before he gracefully set you back on your feet, his arms going to settle around your waist. "I promise you that you will not regret this, darling."

And James Potter lived up to his promise, as each day after that, he made sure to show you how much he truly did love you, and Merlin were you above the clouds to have landed the man of your dreams, disbelief still clawing at you from time to time that James Potter loved you back just as much as you loved him.

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[my-castles-crumbling]

Me: *unwraps the kindle I asked for, for Christmas* Oh, this is what I wanted, thank you!

Family: That's great, what will you use it for?

Me: Reading! I love reading!

Family: Oh? What have you read lately?

Me: *internally panicking* Uh....I don't remember?

[ultravioletbrit]

“early” - Jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - 482 words

“fireplace” - 25 Days of Jegumas - Day 6 - @noblehouseofgay

James puts two wine glasses on the coffee table and steps back to make sure everything else is in place. He has several blankets spread out on the floor surrounded by every pillow in the flat. The lights are low, he has a few candles lit and the fire is crackling, making the whole room cozy and warm. The coffee table is filled with all of Regulus’ favorite snacks and his favorite bottle of red wine. James also has the kettle on in the kitchen because Regulus will be freezing, and he’ll want tea as soon as he gets home.    

It started snowing this afternoon, but it wasn’t supposed to start until tomorrow. Regulus’ last class is on the other side of campus, and James doesn’t think he prepared to trudge home through a blizzard. (It’s definitely not a blizzard, but James is well acquainted with Regulus' dramatics, and he will not be happy about the snow’s early arrival.)  

James hears the door open, so he grabs his sweatshirt and goes to greet Regulus.

“It’s a fucking blizzard out there! My bones are frozen. I am in desperate need of tea and—" Regulus starts ranting as he’s shaking off the snow and taking off his coat, but the words die on his tongue when he turns around to face James. “Wha—” Regulus freezes with his mouth gaping and his coat half way off.

James chuckles softly and closes the distances between them. “Hi, love.” He whispers and leans down to kiss Regulus’ cheek and slide his coat off the rest of the way.

“What—?” Regulus starts again as James is putting his favorite sweatshirt—that is obviously one of James’ sweatshirts—over his head. Regulus is completely pliant and lets James slip his arms in and pull the sweatshirt down. James is rubbing his hands up and down Regulus’ arms warming him up when Regulus finds his words. “What is all this?”

“It’s a fireplace picnic.” James tells him.

“A fireplace picnic?” Regulus repeats as they move further into the living room.

“Yep! I got your favorite sweatshirt and the coziest blankets and the fire’s been going awhile so the whole room is nice and warm.” James pulls Regulus over to the blankets. “I’m going to wrap you up, and get your tea, then we’re going to have snacks and wine, and I have hot cocoa for later.” They sit down on the blankets and James grabs another one to wrap around Regulus’ shoulders. “And we’re going to snuggle and cuddle until your bones aren’t frozen—and then we’ll probably keep cuddling and do absolutely nothing for the rest of the day.” James leans in and kisses Regulus. “A fireplace picnic.”

“I think fireplace picnics are my new favorite thing.” Regulus tells James and kisses him back.

“I think you’re my favorite thing.” James whispers.

“Cheesy.” Regulus rolls his eyes but pulls James in for another kiss.         

[irenespring]

One month until the election...holy shit.

Okay, I'm just going to point out that Project 2025 proposes a sweeping ban of "pornography." So if you write or read smutty fanfiction, or want to protect access to sites like AO3 in general, vote for Harris.

[lulublack90]

Prompt 14 - Apple

@jegulus-microfic December 14, Word count 372

Previous part First part

CW - Little bit NSFW

“You taste like peppermint,” Regulus blurted out when he finally broke away from their kiss. His eyes grew wide as he looked at James in horror. What in Salazar's name had he just said? James’s soft smile and twinkling eyes made his knees shake. This was ridiculous he was Regulus Arcturus Black! He did not get weak knees over a boy. 

“You smell like apple shampoo,” James’s low tone did things to Regulus’s insides. He couldn’t help it when he reached back up on his tiptoes and pulled James down for another kiss. It shut them both up at least. 

Regulus shivered when James’s hands found his hips and pulled him closer. He made a funny little whine into James’s mouth when he started stroking circles into his hip bones and found his arms winding around James’s neck.

He shouldn’t let this carry on any longer, but his feet had other ideas. They carried him as close to James as he could get. James’s hands moved to the small of his back and he walked him backwards to the wall. 

Regulus groaned as his back hit the stone. James pushed his leg between Regulus’s, and Regulus obediently widened his stance, letting James’s thigh slot between his legs. He gasped in a breath when James’s muscular thigh made contact with the bulge in his trousers. 

Regulus had to break the kiss then, as his head flung back, and he lost control. James took advantage of the easy access to his neck. He kissed and sucked the delicate skin, probably leaving love bites behind, but Regulus didn’t care. His hips stuttered against James’s thigh as he chased his release. 

“James… I’m gonna…” James pulled back and looked at him as Regulus helplessly bucked against his leg.

James moved in close and, with a deep, gravely voice, murmured, “Take what you need, love,” and smashed their lips back together, nipping Regulus’s lower lip before licking up into his mouth. 

Regulus couldn’t hold on any longer. He felt the familiar pressure building at the base of his spine, and with two last jolts, he came right there at the top of the Astronomy Tower held in place by James Bloody Potter, and he couldn’t care less. 

Next part

[starkayezer]

ao3 here i come 😈😈

[coffinwoodx]

i implore everyone to read Kim Kitsuragi’s Book Report by TwiExMachina on ao3 it is one of the FUNNIEST FICS i’ve ever read it left me REELING from how hard i was laughing. it’s amazingly well characterized like i could 100% see it fitting into actual Disco Elysium gameplay i just cannot stress this enough. it was so good so..

i recommend it :>

it’s based on another fic about Harry writing a self-insert Dick Mullen erotica featuring everyone’s favorite lieutenant. essentially, Kim finds it and confronts Harry

[watermelonsugacry]

Little Freddie going with Louis to 1dbandmate!y/n concert for her tour and having a sign for her then seeing her after the show when she comes of stage and gives her the biggest hug and she’s so happy to see him 🥹

umm...YES 🥹

When she first gets risen on stage with her four back up dancers, posed and looking as elegant as ever in her iconic pink, glittery outfit. She looks out to the sea of fans filling up the stadium with their excited screams and lights on their phones. A cocky smile sits comfortably on her face, her eyes bouncing all over the crowd until they land on a little blonde lad with Louis's face.

Sat on his father's shoulders, Freddie's little arms hold up a sign above his head that has Hi Auntie YN! messily written on it with different colored markers.

Her smug look instantly turns into a surprised, loving one. In the little designated spot for family and friends at the side of the pit, she's pleasantly surprised to see that alongside her usual ensemble of her husband and her manager, Louis and her godson are there as well.

Harry knows how much the Tomlinsons mean to YN; aside from her wonderful stepmum, they were the family she needed when she had none growing up. So why not have her childhood best friend and godson be flown out for a surprise visit?

As she struts alongside her dancers, she returns the excited wave his little hand gives before hitting her first dance move for her opening song, Woman.

Throughout the whole night, fans can't miss the way YN keeps glancing back to where Freddie dances, jumping up and down with his arms raised in the air to the music she plays. But the audience doesn't mind that her attention drifts elsewhere given the way she has the happiest look on her face when she goes to the edge of the stage close to where he's at, jumping along with him.

Later on in the show as YN situates herself to sit down in front of the pit, sitting prettily on her thigh and leaning on her hand, she points over to her godson with a bright smile, "This one is for you, little lad!"

She giggles when he sees his little fists shoot up in the air, his mouth forming an "O" as he hollers not only at the recognition and song dedication, but when the beginning beats of R.E.M. begin to play--his favorite song of hers.

But nothing can compare to when after the show is done and YN goes into her green room. She hears her name first, and then she's quickly squatting down to be engulfed in a bone crushing hug. Freddie digs his little face in the crook of her neck, his arms encircling her neck so tight that it's like if he would left go, she would disappear.

Off to the side, Louis and Harry look onto the encounter with fond smiles. Ever since Freddie was born, YN has been attached to his side anytime she could. It made things easier when Louis' baby momma made a somewhat friendship with the pop star after YN had extended a generous offer to provide anything the new mom might need, before and after the baby. Brianna saw how YN's love for the child was genuine, how much she cared for the tiny baby swaddled in her arms.

In turn, anyone can see the love and admiration Freddie has towards YN. When he was still a baby and cried every hour of the day, he would magically stop and coo once he was in her arms. He would smile a toothless smile at the sound of her soft singing and would almost immediately fall asleep afterwards.

She spoils the child to no end, anything he wants is his. Just last Christmas, she gifted him yet another electric guitar and he did a impromptu performance with it, strumming it messily to showcase what he's learned so far.

She plays toy cars with him, facetimes him whenever she can, and she's never missed one of his birthdays.

Freddie loves her with all of the love his little heart can muster and quite frankly, he thinks she's the coolest person on the planet.

Time spent with him has decreased significantly since she's been on tour for almost two years now. She's missed him dearly and it warms her heart that he's finally in her arms. Even with the distance, their bond is still as strong as ever.

"Freddie," She lets out a playful groan as she stands back up, cradling his kola grip on her. "Yeh gotta stop growing mate or else I won't be able to carry you anymore."

"I can't control it!" The little boy laughs.

"You have to," She playful argues. "Yeh have to stay my baby forever. And ever and ever and ever..." She trails into his cheek before she smothers his face in kisses, making him break out into boyish giggles.

It's not long before she throws a smile at her other surprise guest for the night, "Hi, Louis."

"Hiya, love." Louis greets, kissing YN's cheek and giving her a hug the best he can while his son still clings to her. "S'good to see you, babe. This little guy hasn't stopped talking about how excited he was to see you."

"Yeah?" YN pulls back to look at the little boy's face, a smile that's identical to his father's when he was younger. She almost cries right then and there when Freddie leans in to press a gentle kiss to the center of her cheek. "I can say the same if I knew you lads were coming."

"It was Harry's idea to surprise you." Louis claps a hand over his old band mate's shoulder.

No words need to leave her lips because the look she gives to her husband is enough to express her gratitude. Harry gives her a quick peck on the lips, praising her on her performance for tonight.

"Don't think I'ma ever gonna to get used to that." Louis sighs, making the couple chuckle. It's only as if were yesterday that they were all touring together, Louis off on the sidelines as he watched these two secretly pine over the other during their time in the band. It's still crazy to see that now his old band mates who were forced to be apart now married and happier than ever.

"Did yeh want to show yeh aunt the sign you made her?" Louis ask rubbing his son's back.

"Oh yeah! Uncle Harry." Freddie wiggles out of YN's arms and goes over to his godfather who holds his sign.

YN gasps when the sign is presented to her. From her spot on the stage, she could only make out the big lettering, but now up close, she can see the little stickers, doodles of microphones and guitars, and other little writings he added: You're the best! You rock! I <3 YOU!

"Did you make this all by yehself?" She gasps. Freddie nods excitingly and she listens intently to all of his explanations for each doodle and sticker. After a while, YN explains how she's off to take a quick shower, get out of her performance outfit and into some more comfortable clothing with a promise of everyone going out for ice cream afterwards.

Now dressed in shorts and a hoodie, YN holds Freddie's hand while her other holds her gifted sign. They talk amongst themselves as the two men trail behind--their security surrounding them as they escort the group down the huge parking structure and towards a black Range Rover.

"She's going to great mum someday, huh?" Louis nods over to YN, who's now skipping along with his giggling son.

"I don't doubt it for a second." Harry agrees with so much love in his eyes. Louis sees it and a smirk tugs at his lips.

"Could that 'someday' be any time soon?"

The topic of having kids has only come up once or twice between the couple. Subconsciously, they both knew that they haven't been in a place to have a baby given that they've been on tour for a little over two years now; tour has been their baby.

But that doesn't mean the thought hasn't crossed their minds for the future.

It's not like Harry hasn't thought about a little him running around their living room. The boy's dimples digging into his cheeks like his father's as he laughs after YN finally catches him and smothers his face in kisses. Or for YN, the image of Harry holding his baby girl to his bare chest, rocking softly in a chair to get her to go to sleep. His hand coming up to brush away the curls on top of her head that she inherited from both of her parents.

The thought of starting a family excites Harry. He might not know it in this moment, but it does for YN, too. To have a family of her own, to provide the love and care to a child that she never received from either of her biological parents, is something she eternally hoped for since she was still living in her run-down home in Doncaster. And she knows with all of her heart, that Harry will make the best dad in the world.

Their kids will not go a day without being told and shown that they are loved.

Now with their world tours coming to an end, who knows what their future holds?

"Who knows." Harry chuckles, deciding that to be his answer for the time being.

But he does know one thing for sure: YN will make a great mum to his children someday.

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COVER OF FIC: ALL TOO WELL BY LUISAENVYPUB ARTIST IS BOOMDAFUNK , Please don't alter image always share the artist! <3

All Too Well - Chapter 1 - LuisaEnvyPub - Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling [Archive of Our Own]

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“Well, even if we went through with it, it wouldn’t work. But thanks for the grand heroic rushing in. A certain element of purity is needed to break it." Malfoy licks his lips, "You’d have to be a virgin.”

Harry keeps every muscle on his face particularly still, hoping it looks to Malfoy as absolutely blank as it feels to him. Half a minute passes.

“No,” Malfoy, already doing a poor job of sitting normally on his chair, bends in half, nearly falling out of it. He’s laughing. “No, Potter, no. No- don’t- you’re twenty-five years old!”

“And?” Harry asks, heat staining his face.

-

Malfoy has a problem, Harry wants to help.

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[dreamingofmarauders]

You're the Only One for Me

Sirius Black x Fem!Reader

Summary: In which after overhearing a conversation in the library, you feel Sirius may leave you for someone better

Warnings: Use of Y/n, insecurity, nervousness, fluff at the end (I think that's all)

A/N: Hi there, I hope you're well! Again, this is another one of my Sirius x OC oneshots from Wattpad that I decided to switch to Sirius x Reader. I hope you enjoy it!

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Y/n was sat on the couch by the fireplace of the Gryffindor tower. The flames' light danced across her face as she stared into the fire, her mind echoing of what she had heard earlier that day.

Evelyn Sanders of Ravenclaw was sitting with her friends in the library, all huddled together as she told them something.

"In no time Black will be chasing after me, wanting me to be with him." She smugly said.

"How can you be sure about that?" One of the other girls said. "From what we've all seen, he's been with L/n for ages. What makes you think he'll dump her for you?"

Evelyn scoffed, flicking her brunette hair over her shoulders. "Please. That L/n? He can't stay with her forever, I mean look at her compared to me. I'm more prettier, more outgoing, life of the party, and I'm not book obsessed like her and always scolding people. I'm way more his type." She said, with an over amount of confidence in her voice.

"Besides," Evelyn continued, "He's going to get tired of her very soon, I can see it. It won't be long until he throws that L/n away like the others. He will want me."

"Let's say he does, " One of her friends named Lila said, "How are you so confident in saying he will come after you?"

Evelyn devilishly grinned, "He will want me, and if he doesn't, a bit of help from a love potion won't hurt." She said, winking.

Unbeknownst to them, Y/n was behind one of the shelves nearby and accidentally caught word of their conversation. When she realized it was regarding her boyfriend and her, Y/n couldn't help but listen and after hearing the words exchanged between the group, Y/n felt hollow inside.

The words had managed to play with her head. One thing that was almost an insecurity for Y/n was the thought of Sirius leaving her for someone else, for someone better than her. After all, he had been a player and although Y/n knew he had changed, sometimes the thought crossed her mind and it scared her. It made her feel insecure. Y/n didn't want to lose Sirius.

Y/n kept looking into the fire as her mind was clouded with that thought. She didn't realize when a new presence joined her, who was frowning at her behavior, already knowing something was up.

"You alright?"

Y/n jumped in her seat, as she tore her eyes from the fireplace to look beside her to find none other than the person occupying her thoughts.

Her boyfriend,

Sirius Black.

"Well I'm not alright now since you scared the living daylights out of me." Y/n replied as her hand was placed on her racing heart.

Sirius studied her, his gaze piercing into hers as if he could read what Y/n was thinking. Y/n shuddered and broke the eye contact, fidgeting with her hands before she realized Sirius knew that was a sign of her nervousness.

Sirius pulled Y/n close, bringing her into his side, placing a kiss on her head. Y/n melted into him, as some of the tension in her dissolved but she still couldn't get over what she had heard in the library.

Y/n's face was able to convey that her mind wasn't with her surroundings.

"Darling, what are you thinking about?" Sirius asked, looking down at the y/h/c haired whose eyes widened slightly for a second, before she masked her emotions.

"Nothing much, just lessons-"

"I know you, Y/n/n, so don't even try to lie to me." Sirius cut across his girlfriend who moved away from his embrace, looking at the ground instead.

"I-I just remembered, I forgot to fix a mistake on my Potions assignment. I'm just going to go do that and then head out for Prefect patrol." Y/n said before she suddenly got up, wanting to leave. Before she could take a step however, a hand latched on her wrist and pulled her back down.

"You're avoiding the question." Sirius said in a serious tone, making Y/n squeeze her eyes shut.

"I'm fine, Sirius. Now, please just let me go." Y/n pleaded.

"Do you not trust me?" He suddenly said. "I understand if you don't want to share, but it would be easier to let it out then keep it in." Sirius said, moving his grip from around Y/n's wrist to her hand, rubbing comforting circles in her palm.

Y/n released a defeated sigh and buried her face in his chest, "I'm scared."

Sirius frowned but wrapped an arm around the girl, "Of what? The war, that's a natural response-"

"No." Y/n said, making Sirius go quiet, shaking her head.

"Then what are you afraid of, Y/n/n?"

"I'm scared to," Y/n gulped, "lose you."

Sirius went silent upon this and he felt bewildered.

Why was Y/n afraid of losing him?

"I don't understand." He said, pulling the girl away to look at her but Y/n's gaze was on her fidgeting hands.

"I'm afraid that you might leave me for someone e-else, someone way better than m-me." She said, her eyes glossing over.

Sirius placed his hand under Y/n's chin, lifting her head with his finger so he could look into her eyes.

"I would never leave you. You know how much I love you. What makes you even think of that?" Sirius asked. "I know I've made some questionable choices in the past, but I'm not that person anymore. I began changing right when I fell for you." Sirius said, trying to make Y/n understand he wasn't planning on leaving her.

Y/n rubbed away a stray tear, "But I'm not anywhere near as good as other girls, why would you stay with me-"

"Because I love you, Y/n/n. You're the only one for me. I don't care about other people." Sirius replied, brushing away another tear that had escaped Y/n's eyes.

"But Evelyn said you'll be after her next, that you will get bored of me real soon. She said even if you don't leave me, she'll slip you a love potion." Y/n finished with a shaky breath.

"Sanders? Of Ravenclaw?" Sirius scoffed, "Please. She just needs a little lesson taught that's all." He said with a mischievous look before his gaze softened as he looked back at Y/n.

"I am always yours. I'm sorry that you feel insecure like this but I promise you that I am never leaving you for anyone, because you're mine." Sirius said lovingly.

"I love," He placed a peck on Y/n's lips, "you, forever."

At that, Y/n let out a relieved chuckle before wrapping her arms around Sirius' neck, "I love you too, always." With that, she placed her lips on Sirius', because they both were meant to be together, forever.

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[sarawritestories]

Hello friends! We are so close to 1000 friends on here! That is truly insane to me! Once we reach it I figured we could all Celebrate! Every day I will be posting a new story!! I will be posting various stories from various fandoms, to show how much I love you all!

In all seriousness, I was happy to have one person read my stories. To know that there are so many of you who like, comment, DM, Ask, and Reblog anything I post means more than I can express in words without making me want to cry. So I will just say thank you! in the form of giving you more stories! Please feel free to comment and tell me which one you're looking forward to!

All My Love,

Sara 💙💙

Dividers by @saradika

Unwavering Presence Chapter 13

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Summary: Xaden and you are on a mission where everything goes wrong.

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Unwavering Presence: Chapter 14 Part 1

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Obey Eris Vanserra X fem Reader {SMUT}

Summary: You and Eris find your own entertainment at a party you were both forced to be at.

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Enchanted (All Too Well Chapter 2)

Summary: To come

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Celebrate Harry Wells X Reader

Summary: You and Barry return from a tough battle and Cisco insists everyone celebrates. You break away to find a certain scientist from Earth-2.

Release Date: 5/5

[cels-not-so-secret-love-affair]

sunday afternoon (the potter family)

a/n: playing about with some muggle au potter family and friends. i’ve been trying to get ahold of the way i like to write harry - i could probably do with rereading the books to aid me in that endeavour, but that’s not exactly a commitment i have time for. anyways! just a dash of happy today. key word for this one was comfortable.

‘I’m home!’, Harry calls, pulling off his windbreaker and shutting the door behind him. It’s colder now it’s autumn, and he’s glad of the wave of warmth that hits him on the way in.

‘Alright, Haz?’ comes a voice from inside the kitchen. Harry grins when he recognises it - Sirius is over. He kicks off his trainers haphazardly and heads down the hall to the open door where light is pouring out into the rest of the house.

‘Hi, sweetheart,’ smiles Lily as he enters. She’s sat at the kitchen table with her laptop and a mug of coffee, long dark red hair swept back into a tidy ponytail. Her eyes flick to the bottoms of his jeans as he passes her and she sighs wearily. ‘Really, Harry? Why have you got mud all over you this time then?’

‘Footie,’ he says simply, rifling through the cupboard in search of cereal.

‘That’s my boy,’ James laughs and pats him on the shoulder as he sidles past him. Harry glows proudly like he always does whenever he gets compared to his dad and goes to fetch a bowl.

‘Good kick-about?’ Sirius inquires from his chair by the fire.

‘Yeah, it was nice. Ron totally stacked it though, his mum’s going to murder him. Did Remus not come?’

‘Nah, Moons is resting at the minute. He sends his love though.’

‘I know.’ Harry sets his cereal down and pulls up a chair at the table. He’s halfway through practically inhaling it in that ever-so-teenage-boy manner when he frowns, drops his spoon and looks back up.

‘By the way, Mum, I forgot. Its parent’s evening on Thursday. I’m supposed to book the meetings with my teachers for you and Dad?’

‘Yes, actually, I saw the email. Jamie, could you come sit down for just a few seconds?’ James, perpetually enthused, bounds over to kiss his wife on the head and sits down to her left.

‘I absolutely can, my love. Who’ve we got to see, Harry?’

‘I mean, it’s up to you. Miss was really keen on seeing you last lesson in Art but she was sort of like that with everyone, so I reckon she’s just lonely,’ he shrugs, shovelling another heap of cereal into his mouth. Lily shoots him a look, but the corners of her mouth tip up in an amused sort of way and her eyes don’t really carry much heat.

‘Right, okay, we may as well be kind and book in for Art then,’ she decides, rather businesslike. ‘And then I’ll want to see all your core subject teachers, and probably your Media teacher too.’

‘Mum, there is literally no way I’m letting you see my Chemistry teacher after what happened last time.’

‘Oh, don’t be silly, he was just being a coward. If he doesn’t want to face the consequences of his own actions he should stop bullying children and start teaching them instead.’

‘Who was this one again, Lils?’ Sirius asks lazily, eyes still trained on his newspaper.

‘Chemistry? We’ve told you about him, he’s that awful, pathetic man who keeps giving poor Neville grief.’

‘Ah, I know the bloke. Snape, isn’t it? Greasy old git.’ Harry stifles a laugh.

‘Really though, it’ll only make him more evil if you yell at him again, he’ll get all embarrassed and tetchy. Can’t you just see History then instead?’

‘It is physically impossible to sit through a single conversation with that man without falling asleep,’ James declares, apparently having flashbacks to the last time he sat through one of Binns’ lectures and looking remarkably as if he’d like to stab his own eyes out with a fork. ‘Besides, I want to talk to this Snape man as well. Its two to one, son - you’re overruled.’ He imitates bringing down a gavel.

‘Not my bloody fault I’m an only child’, complains Harry, fiddling with a stray thread at the end of his sleeve.

‘That’s that sorted then.’ says Lily. ‘We’ll do Art, Media, English, Maths and the sciences - and yes, that’s including Chemistry.’

‘Okay, whatever. I’m going to go up now if that’s okay.’

‘Alright. I’ll call you for tea in about half an hour or so, yeah?’

‘Thanks. Are you staying to eat with us, Pads?’ Harry asks Sirius, taking his empty bowl and spoon across to the sink.

‘No, I’m having dinner with Remus, its only a quick visit today really. But another time, eh? Once Moony’s out of bed we’ll come together and stay a bit longer.’

‘That’d be cool.’

‘Oh, and Haz?’ Sirius calls as Harry heads towards the doorway.

‘Yeah?’

‘Fifteen across, six letters, “a habitually discontented person”.’

‘I dunno, grouch?’

‘You’re a genius, mate. Cheers.’

[hsdiaries]

Eight Count;

A Short Story — Eight Chapters.

Will be on wattpad here.

Harry Styles is the best underground boxer at Birmingham's yet still struggling to make a living.

Emilia Park is a nurse with her life in perfect order, shaped in every aspect to her personal appeal.

Each carry the wounds and trauma of their parent's addiction, each with their own approach on how to escape it.

Their close living quarters move them into even closer proximity when Emilia's apartment becomes Harry's place of safety. Together, they face the truth of their broken reality learning to accept each other and push each other into something greater than themselves.

26. ICU Nurse. Lives like the world is planned out to her convenience.

26. Underground Boxer. Lives life not knowing how he will get by tomorrow.

• chapter one

• chapter two

• chapter three

• chapter four

• chapter five

• chapter six