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[sonics-atelier]

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𝐉𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐖𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 :

Freckled Love : Day 1 Love is in the Hair - Drabble

Shades of Mischief : Day 2 Partners In Crime - Drabble

Truth In A Bottle : Day 3 In Vino Veritas - Fic

A Note Of Affection : Day 4 Flip the Script - Drabble

The Marauders’ Master Plan : Day 5 Matchmaker, Matchmaker - Fic

Pride, Prejudice and Potter : Day 6 AU - Drabble

Bewitched by You : Day 7 Sequel Day - Fic

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Dividers by @fairytopea <3

[cedrictheprettyboy]

Old memories (One-Shot)

Summary: Albus and Minerva reminisce in old memories and realize just how much Harry and Ginny are like James and Lily. (Potter's and they're red heads am I right? Hehehehehehe :)

Notes: Takes place during Harry's 6th year ( or Ginny's 5th year) aka the Half Blood Prince. Honestly, I don't feel like the characters are too OOC this time or there at least more on point!

Characters: Harry Potter, Ginny Weasley, Minerva Mcgonnagal, Albus Dumbledore, Lily Potter, and James Potter.

Warning(s): Mostly just fluff and a bit of angst/bittersweetness since James and Lily are dead. This makes me sense when you read it.

Rating: General Audiences

Hope you all enjoy <3

Author's POV

It was a bright sunny day at Hogwarts. It was particularly unusual due to Who-must-no- wait that's not his name, his name is Voldemort and as Hermione Granger says “Fear of a name only increases fear of the thing itself.” I'm not one to narrate while writing a story or for you to narrate while reading a story. But to me I've always loved stories with a narrating author or character. I've always felt that the best stories have had author narrations no matter if it's a book or a movie. I might be a bit impartial due to the fact that my favorite show started with a good narration but you know what that doesn't really matter at the end of the day. Anyways, let's get back to the actual story, not the story of my life. 

As I was saying before I started rambling on, it was a bright sunny day at Hogwarts, it was a bit unusual due to Voldemort's gloom ever since he's been back. But as you know today wasn't one of those days, today was one of the good ones. Where everything seemed to be better and you could almost forget he was back. Well, almost for Harry Potter. It seems in his case, he's looking over his shoulder waiting for the day he will strike. Again with the gloom, this story on the other hand is supposed to be a happy one like when the Prince and the Princess live happily ever after. Sadly, this story isn't a fairy tale but the happy couple of this story will eventually have a happily ever after. But on this day all Harry Potter's worries are put to a halt and he does have his taste of happily ever after. Especially since a certain Redhead is with him. 

In View was a boy with messy black hair with emerald green eyes alongside a girl with flaming red hair with chocolate brown eyes holding hands happily laughing together and enjoying their time together. 

The couple came to a halt once the girl with fiery red hair said something "You know I've always loved this spot. The girl said, looking at the beautiful tree. She moved over to touch it admiring the beauty of it. The boy smiled at her and said "The tree is beautiful but of course not as beautiful and stunning as you." The girl blushed a deep red just like her auburn hair, she looked to the side for a split second and then back at the boy. The boy had a slight blush on his face as well. He smiled softly at her. 

"You know Harry, it's no fair how much you can make me blush!" The girl said to Harry. 

Harry smirked for a second while the girl smiled mischievously. She must have had some bright idea with a face like that. She stepped closer looking as if she was leaning in to kiss him but instead she used her other hand and grabbed his glasses. 

"Hey, Ginny that's no fair!" Harry said, trying to reach out but she had stepped away and without his glasses Harry was blind as a bat. Ginny snickered as she waved his glasses for about a minute. 

"What are you going to do Harry, hmmm?" Ginny said playfully but little did she know after going in circles he turned around he could see the blur of her red hair. Harry smirked as he ran up to Ginny and twirled her around and grabbed his glasses from her hands. After he put his glasses back on he continued to hold onto her waste and tickle her stomach. "How does it feel, hmm Gin?" Harry teased, as Ginny said "H-h-harry p-please i-im s-so s-sorry." Ginny managed to get out while laughing. She let out a squeal as Harry tickled her side which was the most sensitive area. Harry leaned on Ginny's ear and whispered "How doesn't it feel Gin?" "Not good!" She let out. Harry finally stopped, to Ginny's pleasure, they both looked at each other and burst out laughing. Harry went back to holding Ginny around the waist as they settled down and took in the peaceful breeze. 

As this was happening Albus Dumbledore watched out the hall window from afar, "Albus what are you doing?" Minerva asked, walking up to the headmaster. "I just realized how much they look like Lily and James." The headmaster said to his colleague. Minerva studied the pair and said "Yes, I guess they are. This brings back old memories." Minerva said with a small bittersweet smile on her face.

"It reminds me of the time when Lily and James first kissed. It was October 14th of their 7th year they were by that very tree. Because they were Prefects they had started to get a bit better or Lily wasn't yelling at James for his crazy antics 24 hours of the 7 days of the week. Anyways, I remember there had been a nice breeze and fall colors all around, there was a certain feeling about that day that was somewhat warm even though it was fall and it was cold. Perhaps it was the fact that day Lily and James got together and shared their first kiss. Lily wasn't as cheerful as usual, her red hair wasn't as vibrant, her cheeks had less of rose to it, and her pep had been nothing of any sorts. But James had other plans that day he knew what just to do to cheer her up." Dumbledore listened intently, 'I think I remember hearing whisper or rumors that James kissed Lily and they were finally together'

"James asked Lily 'Follow me' 'Why?' 'I'm going to cheer you up!' And of course he had signature smirk plastered on his face as usually normally it would mean trouble but this time it was far from it. Minerva paused, smiling as she thought of what happened next. "He had managed to walk over to the tree and started tickling her, she couldn't resist. After a few moments she started laughing her head off. She smiled like there was no tomorrow and all her worries just vanished. They're laughter slowed down and James leaned and kissed her and the rest is history. Minerva smiled to herself remembering the old memory so long ago but so close at the same time.

"And how do you know so much about what happened?" Album asked raising his eyebrow.

"Well, Albus everyone was talking about it for at least a month and do you really think I don't know a single rumor about my lions?" Minerva said swiftly with a sly smile that quickly turned back to a warm smile watching the couple outside.

"Of course."

Minerva was quite for a few moments and then spoke up and said "I miss them Albus I wish Voldemort never got to them and Harry had his parents,"

"Me too, Minerva, I miss them. Harry deserves his parents but as fate has it doesn't always mean that's why you get."

"That's very true, they'd be proud."

"They would." Albus with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Is it just me or do Potter's have a thing for Redheads?"

Albus laughs softly and says "I believe I do." They both smile fondly leaving the blissful couple.

The End

[faejilly]

AO3

I know I am going to regret this, but « You're throwing away our history like it meant nothing. » for the prompt game? *insert puppy eyes*

I am going to be fickle and write you FLUFF for that one. Auctioneer!Magnus AU for no particular reason other than I think it's hilarious.

(It's a car auction. Because Jace is a car salesman. A very nice one who does not cheat people! But still. For context, a car auction like the one I'm writing is basically a giant hanger with open doors on both sides that the cars that are for sale drive through. There's an individual auctioneer at each lane; they have a stand in the middle so they can look down on see all the potential bidders.)

All the dealers know Magnus' name. (Everyone in the building always knows his name.) Even if he wasn't him, even if he didn't say hello to everyone and learn their names and dress to impress -- with a lift of his chin whenever someone starts to get that look in their eyes, daring them to say something about his clothes or his make-up or his attitude, gifting them a toothy smile when they wince and back down -- Magnus always introduces himself at the start of every sale and whenever he moves to a new lane of cars, just like he's supposed to.

Though he makes sure he announces himself extra loud and clear and proud and with a wink towards his favorite buyer whenever he's there.

Alec, from Lightwood Motors. Magnus always says his full name, Alexander, watches to see the tiny hint of a smile that tucks in the corner of Alec's mouth when he does.

Magnus likes the way it rolls off his tongue, never uses just 'Alec' or his dealership's name like the other auctioneers who recognize him every week, never references him by his shirt or jacket or the color of the adorable knit beanie and finger-less gloves he wears when it's cold, not even by any of the bidder numbers he puts on the back of his binder, a neat grid against the dark blue leather, no leftover bits and pieces from last week's badges behind them like half the other dealers.

Alec is meticulous. Precise. Focused on his plan, on what he's doing, on exactly how much he thinks a vehicle is worth. He'll make a counter-offer occasionally when there's no one else bidding against him and the seller wants a little more, but he never jumps back into the bidding after he says no. Never lets another bidder push him up just one more time when he's bidding on a popular vehicle. It's the worst possible trait in a buyer from the auction house's perspective, of course, but Magnus finds it charming.

Magnus finds everything about Alec charming. His height, the contrast between his pale skin and his messy black hair, his ridiculous eyelashes that Magnus can't even blame on mascara, the way he can either scowl or smile just with his eyebrows. The incredibly neat handwriting Magnus has glimpsed when he's taking notes, how he double-checks the run list in his binder for every car, every time, just to be sure, the slight hint of teeth visibly pushing against his bottom lip whenever he's doing extra math in his head, the fact that he's never on the phone with the owner but always has final say on his bids himself.

The way he has never once made Magnus wait for his next bid, ready with the faintest tip of his chin (up with an echoing lift of his eyelids for yes, down and to the left as his eyes almost close for no) as soon as Magnus is looking at him.

Well. That's not quite true. Magnus always has half an eye on Alec. But Alec always bids as soon as it's his turn, always keeps track of who else is bidding, whether it's online or someone else on the floor, never gets behind, never loses his place. Not even when the auction is training a new clerk, and the display is periodically a step or two behind.

(Magnus suspects that Alec is, in fact, completely focused on Magnus, that he enjoys seeing Magnus as much as Magnus enjoys seeing him, but Magnus refuses to attempt to quantify it to prove himself right. He's certainly never going to ask.

Because then he might prove himself wrong, and that would be... unfortunate.)

He refuses to admit to anyone here, or himself, refuses to admit even to Cat or Ragnor on the rare occasions they pretend to care about cars, (only because they care about him, as they're much more likely to appreciate his stories about estate sales or art auctions, but those are specialty events, and he quite likes the steady loop of car auctions every week, NYC to Jersey to Delaware and back), that every time he sees Alec in his lane there's a greedy little voice in the back of his head saying 'mine'.

Which is stupid, he knows it's stupid, he knows Alec buys other cars from other sellers, not just the ones Magnus works for, that he is only in Magnus' lane every week because it's his job, but Magnus can't seem to stop the voice.

And the other buyer from Lightwood is never in his lanes.

Lydia is always impeccably put together, cool and pale and blonde and beautiful, wearing sleek slacks or a pencil skirt most weeks regardless of the weather, an engagement ring glinting on one finger and a single gold chain around her neck. She doesn't quite reach Alec's shoulder, even in her sensible pumps, and the sight of them standing side-by-side comparing notes would be slightly amusing on those grounds. Except they can both judge someone with a single lifted eyebrow at 10 paces, and there are few people with the nerve to survive that.

Magnus only works with Lydia if he's giving a break or covering for an auctioneer on leave. And even then he sometimes thinks he sees Alec in the lane across the way, glancing back as if he's thinking 'mine' too, as if he'd rather be there than let his co-worker bid with Magnus.

Magnus is ridiculous, is what he is, but that's alright. Alec doesn't seem to mind. He's still got that almost dimple every week when Magnus introduces himself at the start of the sale.

_

Until Alec's not there.

One week happens, now and then, and Magnus sighs sadly to himself and does his (less pretty than usual) job.

But Alec's not there the next week either, or the one after that, and Lydia is, Lydia is bidding in his lane. She doesn't stay there like Alec mostly did; he was tall enough he could cover two lanes only by switching which way he leaned, and only occasionally bothered to walk somewhere else.

Lydia is hopping lanes, walking back and forth, looking for whatever vehicles she's saved on her list. She occasionally even looks flustered, which is a rare occurence for her, she's generally terrifyingly competent, but she is trying to cover all eight lanes by herself, and that is, for most of the larger dealerships, a two or three person job. (Big Mike's usually has four buyers, but that's because Mike Jr. is a terrible micromanager and takes up half their time second-guessing them.)

Magnus is afraid to ask her about Alec, isn't sure how to approach her or what he'd say even if he did: 'Hi, we've never technically met, but where's tall, dark, and handsome, I miss him?'

Obviously he could just ask why she's covering by herself, but he's afraid he'd fail entirely at sounding casual, and then he'd be right back at 'please share personal information about your co-worker with a sort-of stranger?'

He looks up the Lightwood Motors website on his break but there's nothing out of order there, and Alexander's head shot is on the about page; he's a Lightwood too, fancy title and general manager of something or other, and Magnus clicks it closed, too flustered to read it properly.

Not just some random buyer, not just Magnus' favorite, it probably all had been in Magnus' head, and it ought to be a relief that he'd never said anything to anyone, never approached Lightwood directly, never embarrassed himself by acting like they knew each other when it was just sales banter, only professional camaraderie while surrounded by car exhaust.

Too much car exhaust over the years had damaged his judgement?

He didn't quite believe himself, but he tried. What else was there to do?

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Magnus got a call from the Florida office of his management agency; Lorenzo was out for some sort of family emergency, could he cover an auction down there for a few weeks?

It was the day after his Delaware auction, which was the shortest one already, and Florida was an easier flight than California, which he'd done when Malcolm retired until they could find someone more local, so he said yes.

His first week he got moved off the lane he'd prepared for, and ended up selling for Lightwood Motors. The agent on the floor was from the auction, so no luck there, and the seller from the dealer was online.

Just his luck. Jumped south six states and he was still getting teased by the lack of his favorite pretty boy. “And who do we have with us from Lightwood?” Magnus asked before their first car. “I don't suppose it's Alexander?”

The online agent literally keysmashed in the chat box, and Magnus tilted his head. The clerk at the computer even let loose a giggle; she'd apparently never seen that before either.

[Sorry, this is Jace.] The second chat message was more normal. [Alec doesn't do sales, just buys. But it's nice to meet you, Magnus.]

“You too,” Magnus managed without sounding at all disappointed, and once again he did his job.

It was only later that he realized he hadn't introduced himself after Lightwood Motors had gotten online; they'd been the third seller in his lane. Had that 'Jace' just been listening to the lane before he signed in, or had that keysmash meant more than Magnus realized, did he recognize an auctioneer who knew Alexander rather than Alec?

Was Magnus being even more ridiculous this time? Or was it maybe not just in his head?

Only now he had to wait three whole days until he'd be back at the NYC auction and could make himself ask Lydia directly.

-

Only when he got to work on Monday, he didn't have to look for Lydia. There was Alexander, leaning against the wall beside the employee entrance, all long legs and ducked head and hands rubbing together.

Magnus almost tripped over his new boots and stopped with a mortifyingly audible stutter of heels against concrete.

Alexander looked up, and his expression softened, but it wasn't a smile, not quite, Magnus didn't know what it was, or what was happening, or why Alexander was specifically here where the dealers generally weren't and, "what?"

Alexander shrugged, making Magnus realized he must have said something out loud, even if he couldn't now remember what.

"Could we?" Alexander's head tilted, just as eloquent with his eyebrows as he'd always been when bidding, and Magnus followed him over to what had once been a smoker's nook, an old empty ashtray around the corner with an ugly green awning to protect it from the worst of the wind or rain.

"Mr Lightwood," Magnus began, which wasn't at all what he'd wanted to say, but he wasn't sure how to start anything else. He stopped as soon as Alexander winced.

"I suppose I deserved that."

Magnus opened his mouth, and shut it again. "I am very confused, Alexander."

That time he got a smile, and he couldn't help but smile back.

"Is it weird to say I've missed you?" Alexander glanced sideways at him, his hands still pressing against each other in what seemed to be a nervous tic. "I mean, we've never even introduced ourselves, but..."

Magnus reached out, and let one hand slide between Alexander's long fingers. His smile widened as he felt Alec's thumb start to rub against one of his rings rather than digging into Alec's other hand again.

"You're throwing away our long and meaningful history! I introduce myself to you every week, and you're just ignoring that? I'm offended."

Alexander snorted, and Magnus grinned in delight, ignoring how his hand felt almost chilly as Alec's fingers slipped free now that he'd stopped fidgeting. "There you are, I thought you had a sense of humor."

"You're probably the only one."

"I don't know, Lydia smiles when you roll your eyes at the other dealers, that seems promising."

Alec's head tilted, and this time Magnus couldn't tell what his eyebrows were saying. "You noticed that?"

I always notice what you're doing. Magnus wasn't sure he should say that. He just hummed instead.

"So I was, uh." Alec stopped. He was, perhaps, flushing very slightly pink. "I kept wanting to send you pictures while I was gone, but I don't, we don't. I only even know your last name because you're registered on the website, I mean--"

"Alexander!" Magnus cut him off, not sure he'd be able to survive any more of the delight that was rising up through his chest as if to drown him. "Did you look me up online?"

Alec's eyes widened, and his mouth opened but nothing came out. He was definitely starting to blush, but he looked almost horrified rather than anything more enjoyable for either of them, so Magnus kept going before Alec thought that was a problem. "I did that too, how did you think I knew you were an actual Lightwood rather than just a Lightwood dealer?"

Alec's mouth closed, and there, there was that almost smile again, the edge of his mouth tucking in tight and giving a hint of a dimple. "We're maybe a pair of idiots."

Magnus laughed. "I guess we are. Give me your number, pretty boy, and tell me more about those pictures, and all mutual idiocy will be forgotten?"

Alec handed over his phone, already open to an add contact screen, and shook his head ruefully. "I don't even know how you managed to say 'pictures' like that."

"It's a gift," Magnus said. He finished putting in his number, sending a heart-emoji as a message to himself before he gave the phone back so he'd have Alec's number too.

Alec glanced down, his smile widening for a moment before he put his phone back in his pocket. "I hate to disappoint you but I was driving cross-country with my little brother for one last 'adventure' before moving him into his dorms, so the pictures are entirely child-friendly."

"Aww," Magnus let out before he could stop himself. "That's so sweet. Did you take pictures of giant balls of twine and slightly out of focus mountains and diners surrounded by fields of corn?"

Alec blinked. "That's pretty accurate, actually."

"And you wanted to send them to me?" Magnus' voice was softer than he'd intended, not really teasing at all. "Really?"

"Every one." Alec reached a hand out and Magnus held it, both of them clearly doing it on purpose this time. “Join me for an early dinner after the sale, and I'll show them to you?”

Magnus almost swooned, and didn't even attempt to hide it. "It's a date, Alexander."

[zeezelweazel]

A fluffy Leah fic for her comeback???? Maybe r being the one to give her the armband when she gets subbed on or like Leah being shy when asking r to be there during her comeback game??

Leah Williamson| Welcome Home|

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LEAH GOT AN ASSIST ON HER FIRST GAME BACK

(I also hit 1k followers 🥹 thank you so much guys)

I wrote this just to get my mind off jilly so it's short, sorry but I'm so sad rn

Finally some fluff to cleanse all the smut

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You remember the day Leah tore her ACL vividly. You were on the bench, having been subbed off just a few moments before. Nothing compares to the feeling of absolute dread that filled your entire body the moment you saw her go down. When the stretcher brought her on the sidelines Leah looked at you her eyes wide and scared and you knew.

Her recovery was long and hard but you were there. For every small step forward and every step back, for every time she was angry or frustrated or sad you were there. To hold her and brush your fingers through blonde strands of hair and whispers sweet nothings in her ear and kiss her forehead. You loved her when she didn't love herself and you kept loving her as she got stronger and stronger. You watched as she picked up different hobbies and did amazing things she never thought she'd do.

And now you watch as she gets up from the bench to warm up and your heart soars. You grin wide as you try to keep your head in the game but your body is buzzing with excitement at what's to come.

Soon enough you hear the crowd soar and you look at the bench to see Leah, smiling free and happy, ready to take your spot on the field. You didn't care about being subbed off, having done your part, so you run towards her. You carefully slipped off the captain's armband and approached her.

The loud stadium was tooned out as your whole world turned into blonde hair and blue eyes. As you reach the white line you take Leah's hand, holding it longer than necessary, and you slip the arm band on. Leah pulls you in for a quick hug and you don't waste the opportunity to place a chaste kiss on her head.

For the rest of the match your eyes are firmly locked on Leah. You watch closely as she sprints around and goes for tackles, because of course she does, and you watch as she puts in the perfect ball for beth to score. She was perfect in every way even after being gone for so long. Only your Leah would be able to do that.

You jump up from the bench to celebrate, probably too excited for a goal in a match that's already been won, and you wish you could run on the field and scoop her up in your arms.

And that's what you did. The moment the final whistle blew you made a beeline for Leah who was already looking for you. When your eyes met you recognised all those different emotions swirling in her blue irises.

You pull her in for a tight hug, Leah giggling happily as you spin her around.

"I'm so proud of you baby, you did amazing."

Leah smiled at you blushing and placed her head on the safety of your shoulder. She stayed there in your arms until the team had to huddle in a circle while Jonas gave his post match celebratory speech. You squeezed Leah's shoulder from your place next to her when he talked about her injury, her recovery and the fight she had to put up to get here. Leah blinked rapidly, her head moving from the sky yo the ground as she desperately tried to fight off her tears.

You moved your hand to rub her back and Leah gave you a grateful smile even though the tears didn't leave her beautiful eyes.

"You did it baby, I couldn't be more proud."

She turned and placed a kiss on your lips, not caring about the rest of the team. You enjoyed the warm feeling of her lips on yours and the soft hands on your hips. You chuckled at the cheers and whistles of your teammates and leaned your forehead on Leah's.

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[mrsriddlenott]

The First Day Of SmutMas

[smutmas masterlist] [main masterlist]

~ First Christmas ~

bf!James Potter x fem!Reader

Summary: You and James have your first Christmas in your new flat together. You two have fun buying new decorations and deciding where they’ll go while getting distracted in every room you put them in.

- no voldy, no war, no Jilly(i love them tho), mention of reader having a mother, this one’s probably gonna be longer than the others since it’s the first, & ik they can just magic all this up but🤷‍♀️-

Warnings: 18+ Content!!!! Sickly sweet fluff, language, nicknames(Baby, Princess, Good Girl, etc), reader is shorter than James, alludes to Smut, degrading(kinda?), aggressive make out, f!receiving fingering, m!receiving oral. Me being obsessed with James being a dominant softie.

You and James had been together since your 5th year of Hogwarts and by the time your 7th came to an end you knew you were meant to be together forever. Once you had successfully started University and James solidified his Pro-Quidditch career close to a year later, he was desperately begging you to join him in the two bedroom flat he leased for you both, and how could you say no?

You moved in during the Spring and by the time July rolled around you were able to hold a housewarming party with all your friends, and by the start of your next school semester in September, you could really call it home. Which brings you to now, where you sit in your cozy living room under a large blanket texting your Mother as James heats up dinner for you both.

“Jamie!! Oh my Gods!!!” You shouted, jolting up in your love seat and tossing your blanket off as you held your phone in both hands looking at it. James came running into the living room from the connected kitchen as soon as he heard your distress, skidding around the breakfast island as though he was on the Quidditch pitch.

“What?! What’s wrong are you okay??” His eyes darted around your face and body before scanning the room as though looking for danger. “No!! We don’t have Christmas decorations Jamie, my parents have our tree up already look!” You got up, shoving your phone in your boyfriends face as you pouted up to him, showing the sparkling Christmas tree in the photo your Mother sent you.

“I completely forgot I didn’t have my own,” you sighed, looking back to the photo of your decorated childhood living room, “Christmas felt so far away when I moved in so I figured we’d just buy one before we needed one and now it’s gonna be Christmas soon-” your rambling dies down when James’ warm hands cup your face as he shushes your worries, pulling your chin up so you have to look him in the eyes.

“Don’t worry Love, we have close to a month to get this place all festive, we can go to the store first thing in the morning okay?” You shake his hands from your face with scrunched brows before pushing past him entirely, “No, let’s go now, we can set this place up tonight it’s too far into December to wait any longer.”

James stands still in the middle of your shared living room as you rush around, grabbing your coat and keys and straightening your hair in the mirror by your front door, “Love?” James spoke in an overly cautious voice, “It’s only December 5th, we have plenty of time,” His little giggle that usually would have you basically kicking your feet and blushing makes you glare at him through the mirror.

“Right, okay fair enough I’ll get my coat,” He states with a nod of his head and snap of his fingers as he spins on his feet, leaving you to put on your shoes with a triumphant smile. You rushed him out the door as soon as his feet were in his boots before you were speeding out of your car garage as fast as you could, blasting your Christmas playlist louder than needed the entire ride to the store.

James smiled to himself as he watched you sing over every lyric of Feliz Navidad while you wiggled in the drivers seat dancing in what space you had, “Jesus Baby, I knew you loved Christmas but I didn’t know it was this much,” He chuckled to himself with his chin in his hand leant over the middle console. You reached to turn down your music so you could speak properly, keeping your fingers on the nob and making it clear it wouldn’t be for long, “It’s our first Christmas living together James,” you shrugged, flashing him a quick smile before continuing, “I don’t know this one’s just different”

James swore he’d never spent longer shopping, even when you moved in together, but he didn’t complain. The shimmer in your eyes every time you saw something Christmas related had him holding out longer every time he thought to ask when you two would be done. James gladly showed off his strength picking up the box for the 6 foot Christmas tree you said was “just perfect for the flat” and picked out a few boxes of variously shaped lights, but mainly let you run the show as he pushed the items around on the comically too small cart. Until he saw something you must have missed, laughing to himself behind you and quickly grabbing the plastic mistletoe with a bright red ribbon around it, slipping it under the stockings you picked out so it could be a surprise.

Almost as soon as you were back home and parked, you were jumping out to start gathering bags from your trunk, “Baby let me, there‘s like twenty bags in there,” James laughed out while joining you at the back of the car, however you were desperate to get to decorating, insisting it would get done faster if you helped, as well as keep him from needing to do multiple trips up the stairs. Which he couldn’t argue with, so after a few minutes he caved and let you take significantly less bags than you planned, before making your way upstairs.

It didn’t take long to get into the groove of decorating as you turned on your music and began imagining the perfect places for all your decorations. Starting in the living room, you began handing James tinsel to hang off various surfaces as you started unboxing the lights and thinking of where they’re needed most. Tugging at the opening of the box, you watched as James reluctantly taped over the ends of the fake greenery attempting, and failing, to get it to hang evenly over the entrance to your hallway. The obvious pieces of tape and ripped bits hanging uneven and way too low made you cringe as you stepped forward, “er….Jamie Sweetie, do you wanna open these instead and I can take over that”

Staying in your groove however, proved difficult. Since James thought he didn’t seem to have the artistic vision you were looking for in your decoration process, he opted for “patiently”waiting for you to tell him what to do as you worked throughout the flat with James following behind your heels like a lost puppy. In reality though, there was nothing patient about James Potter and at this point he had honestly grown rather bored of decorating, becoming desperate for your attention. He couldn’t stop himself from grabbing your hand every 10 to 20 minutes just to twirl you around to Christmas music, as you both laughed and enjoyed the other’s company he watched your eyes shine up at him like he wanted to all evening. When you inevitably caught on to his attempts to distract you however, you began turning down his dances leading him to pout behind your busy figure when you asked him if he could set up the tree for you to decorate instead.

After eyeing the blank canvas of the new tree and the various boxes of different shaped ornaments, you quickly grew entranced by the millions of ways you could think to arrange the shining pieces of glass and plastic, leaving James to grumble to himself while rummaging through the remaining bags to see if you missed any of the fragile orbs. Once he got to a bag holding only two stockings he smirked to himself, grabbing it quickly and yanking out the artificial mistletoe before facing your back as you gently set the hook of a red ornament on the wire branch of the tree. James approached you quickly, standing directly behind you and holding the little decoration above both your heads in one of his large hands.

“Look up,” he chuckled and took your hip in his free hand, spinning you around as you observed the adorable little thing above you with a smile. In less than a second he had tossed the green plastic aside and was gripping the back of your head in his now freed hand, tugging your lips into his as soon as your eyes met. He sighed into you, licking along your bottom lip and begging for entrance as you whined below him, the kiss was passionate and full of unspoken desires as your hands found their designated spot in his messy curls.

James groaned as you tugged on his locks, gripping you tightly before slamming you into the closest wall with a protective hand on your head. Your gasp forced your lips to separate, James staring down at the swollen, red flesh before trailing his lips down your neck to mark there as well, “You drive me crazy you know? You look absolutely breath taking doing the simplest of things,” His voice was low and drenched in arousal as his hands began trailing up and down your body possessively.

The combination of his hot breath and his delicate lips slowly turning aggressive had you shivering and clenching your legs together, your lips unable to keep in your song of pleasure. James’ cocky smile grew in the crook of your neck at the sound, urging him to slip his hand under your shirt to tease the top of your pants and tug you closer by the free belt loop. James brought his lips to the shell of your ear where he softly whispered sounding almost like pleading, “Lemme make you feel good Baby, then we can get back to work.”

His lips immediately returned to their assault of your neck as you tried to will your brain into forming a sentence, “We- hmph….we need to get it done Jamie- fuck.” His teeth dug into the flesh of the side of your neck with a groan and his fingers struggled their way past the waistband of your jeans to drag his fingertips over the hem of your underwear before his mouth was returning to your ear. “I won’t take long then…..I know you want to. I can feel your heat already, you know all you have to do is ask and it’s yours.”

You could hear his smirk in his voice as you whimpered, whining a feeble please that allowed him to rush his hand away only for a second as he unbuttoned your jeans, before quickly snaking his way down the front of your pants and underwear. You both sighed out a moan as the pad of his rough finger slid it’s way through your slick folds, locating your clit immediately and adding a finger as he drew quick circles that took your breath away. “Y’like that Princess?” James chuckled as he spoke, “I know you do, you’re fucking dripping in my hand,”

James’ voice was dark as his deep, blown out eyes met yours, his wide smile only grew as he quickly shoved both his fingers forward and inside of your desperate cunt, forcing your eyes to shut and your mouth to fall open in a moan. “Oh fuck. Fucking hell Jamie,” James wasted no time in picking up the most brutal pace your tight jeans would allow, the feel of the seam scratching against the back of his hand only increasing his need for you. Each time his fingers hit the deepest parts of you he’d swirl his fingertips against the warm, spongey spot and each time your moans would fall into whimpers as you clenched around his digits. Your mind was going hazy as the tension in your lower stomach grew, your moans turning into pants and whines of pleasure as you cling to James’s arms, nails digging into him and surely marking his flesh.

His teeth nip at the bruising skin of your neck pushing you closer to your breaking point, your legs shook under you and his free arm moved to support your back. His fingers worked faster as you tried to support yourself on his chest that vibrated with laughter, his mocking tone surrounding you, “Gods Princess, can’t even fucking stay standing,” his teeth harshly pulled at the abused flesh of your neck just to hear your whines before continuing, “Pathetic really, bet you won’t even wanna finish the tree once I’m finished….isn’t that right?”

“Fu-fuck James….don’t b-be mean,” James snickered into your neck, feeling the clench of your walls and knowing full well you were enjoying every word, “Oh shut the fuck up and be grateful.” He punctuated his words with a harsh move of his fingers against your g-spot, snapping the tension that he’d built up and pushing you over the edge. Your head fell backward into the wall loudly, eyes screwed shut and your mouth open in a silent moan as your whole body shook around James’ fingers that slowly calmed and retreated to his mouth to be sucked clean. He pecked your sweaty cheek and helped to steady you against the wall, laughing at his handy work as you huffed, attempting to catch your breath. “Okay, now back to work Love.”

Your eyes lazily opened to meet his gaze, his authoritative voice making you question what he was planning. “I thought you sai-“ James laughed aloud, kissing your forehead and buttoning your pants as your brows scrunched together, watching him retreat to grab a random ornament before making a show of finding the best spot for it to take.

Over an hour later you found yourself leant below the tree adding the last few ornaments where they looked best. “Hey! Would ya look at that!!” James suddenly stated dramatically as he stood behind you, watching intently as you bent forward on your knees toward the tree. You turned to find him much closer than you expected with a hand above his head, once again dangling the mistletoe above you both. “Gotta give me another kiss now Love,” James almost whispered with a bright smile, “How bout you be all festive and follow the rules yeah?”

When you went to stand James’ rough hand met your shoulder, lightly shoving you back onto your knees and tsking down at you softly. He pocketed his mistletoe, caressing your cheek with his knuckle sending a shiver directly down your spine, “You kissed me on the lips last time Princess, shouldn’t I get a different kiss this time?” His voice was laced in a condescending tone as his bottom lip stuck out in a mocking pout, watching your eyes dart between his darkening gaze and his growing bulge that was almost level with your eyes.

You smiled up at him, maintaining eye contact as you leaned forward to place a kiss on his clothed crotch and immediately letting your tongue slip past your lips to leave a trail of spit up the outline of his shaft to his tip, eliciting a groan from the back of James’ throat. “Fucking ‘ell, take them off first” he growled above you, making you giggle as you tugged his pants and boxers halfway down his muscular thighs, letting his fully hard dick bounce up against his abdomen. Your eyes and lips gravitated to it as though they were magnets, mouth watering as you planted soft kisses on the base of his shaft before trailing higher while James’ breath picked up. His strong fingers weaved into your hair, a telltale sign he was getting impatient, just how you liked him.

Almost as soon as your delicate lips met his leaking red tip you were opening them to trace up and down his slit with the tip of your tongue, before padding your teeth with your lips and hollowing your cheeks to abruptly and without warning slip his throbbing dick down your throat in one go. The obscene, shaky moan James released was like music to your ears as his fingers aggressively clenched in your hair. “Fuck y/n, bloody amazing you are!” You bobbed your head up and down, immediately setting a quick pace you knew he thoroughly enjoyed.

His hips lightly thrusted forward to meet your tongue each time you backed away, forcing you to gag around him as his tip hit the back of your throat repeatedly. The weight of his heavy dick and the taste of his precum sending a wave of pleasure to your core, drenching your already damp underwear once again. You balanced yourself with a hand on his large thigh, moaning as you dug your nails into the flesh, pulling a strangled moan from James and making him jolt harder into your mouth accidentally.

“Fuck Princess I’m sorry, just feels so- oh fuck,” you didn’t let up at his words, even as his hips mindlessly pushed him further and harder into you. Your eyes watered as your throat started to hurt, his grip in your hair moving to grip onto the back of your neck hard. “I’m gonna cum and you’re gonna fucking swallow it okay?” Your teary eyes met his as you nodded the best you could around him, “Good girl, always so good for me.” You moan around him at his praises, hearing him hiss above you as you absentmindedly buck your hips against nothing but the seam of your jeans. His dick twitched against your tongue when James pulled back before he was shoving back in harder, using your neck to push you further onto him as he spilled his cum into the back of your throat, forcing a gag from your desperate attempts to swallow every last drop he gifted you.

James gently removed himself from your mouth, trailing his hand to your cheek in a comforting manner as he tugged his pants up over himself. He trailed his thumb over your swollen lip, smiling down to you with a hazed look on his face, “My little gift under the tree.” His voice was soft and inviting as you giggled up to him before standing to turn and observe your beautiful Christmas tree.

“Baby, you missed an ornament,” James stated as he pointed out a snowflake remaining in the box now filled mostly with empty protective wrapping, “I was wondering, why didn’t you want to get a real Christmas tree? Y’know, be all traditional for the first Christmas in the flat?” James asked as he grabbed the forgotten ornament gently and handed it to you.

“Because this way it‘ll last a while, as long as we keep it safe anyway. We can take it with us when we move into a house together and one day it’ll be our kids’ first Christmas tree. Maybe even some of our grandkids’ if it lasts that long.” You spoke so nonchalantly as though you knew for a fact you wanted to spend every Christmas as a family and James swore his chest shrunk, his heart suddenly feeling the need to break out of his body as his eyes scrunched with the smile on his face. His slightly teary eyes scanned the room that only seconds ago he saw as a bit gaudy, now seeing the bows, the flashing lights of different colors, and that green plastic mocking vegetation on any flat edge it would fit on….as absolutely beautiful, each one a new memory to be shared.

When you turned to look to him you saw he was already watching you hang the glittering snowflake with tears in his eyes. Wasting no time in throwing himself forward, gripping your cheeks in his warm hands and melding his lips into yours, only barely separating to breath with his forehead against yours. “If you keep talking like that then this tree will only be a few months older than James Jr” You burst out laughing together as you fall into his arms in a warm hug.

“I am most definitely not naming our son James Jr,” you laughed, stepping around him with a pat on his shoulder, “James can be his middle name though Sweetie, we can think of a first name when we actually start trying.” You giggled, rearranging a piece of tinsel that was out of place, not seeing the look of pure love and adoration James was giving you.

“Well then what the bloody ‘ell are we waitin’ for” James loudly stated, pulling your attention to him before he was hauling you up by your thighs, tossing you over his shoulder, and smacking your ass with a laugh while walking toward your shared bedroom.

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Violets for Roses (Part 2)

Part 1:- The Other Woman

Paring:- Remus Lupin x reader, James Potter x reader (formerly).

Trigger warnings:- Cheating/Infidelity, Divorce, kind of villianising Jilly but I love them with all my heart.

Angst/Fluff (Kinda). 5194 words. Longest piece I have ever written. Idk how to feel about this one. Let me know your feedback in the comments. They are really motivating.

Also, if you have any fic ideas, please let me know. I would love to give your ideas a proper shape.

A/N:- Sorry for the delay, I planned on posting part 2 right after the poll ended but I got busy with my college work (I'm starting my 3rd year in law school so my schedule is packed). Anyways, now that I have finally posted, I hope you enjoy this one-shot.<3

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3rd Person POV

"No! I chose him before." She shouted at her twin, clutching the stuffed bunny tighter in her embrace.

"But I want it!" Lily whined throwing a tantrum.

"No! I won't give it, you didn't want it a minute ago." She protested.

"But I want it now!"

A bitter smile formed on her lips when the memory of their 10th birthday danced in her mind.

Her parents had brought them two stuffed bunnies, one pink and the other one yellow.

Lily had chosen the pink one and Y/N was happy with the yellow one but after a few days when Lily was bored of her toy, she wanted the other bunny, which Y/N had grown fond of. Despite her protests Lily had taken away the bunny that belonged to her.

A simple and silly memory but it held so much significance over the situation both the sisters were in again.

She was still laying on bed, facing the wall without a wink of sleep in her eyes.

All the tears she had formed and preserved in her eyes for the past 5 years of being with James, flowed freely tonight.

Now, she neither had any tears or any energy to spare.

She could see the light of the dawn seeping through the window. She got up from the bed. Her head was pounding and her eyes felt like fire so she decided to get a relaxing shower and headed straight to the bathroom.

When she looked into the mirror, she could barely recognise herself, she saw an exhausted and frail woman with dark circles and chapped lips.

She felt a ball of pain in her throat but her eyes were bone-dry. She had seemed to lose the ability to cry.

She tried to ignore the figure staring back at her from the mirror and started tending herself.

First she took a nice hot shower to fend off the exhaustion from her body. Then she put several potions and creams to make herself look presentable. She applied a potion to give her face a natural glow, a cream that instantly vanishes dark circles and so many more.

After half an hour, she was once again in her old, perfect form. Fiery, red curls complimented her face-cut, her cheeks looked like plump strawberries and lips appeared like soft rose petals, body clad in a beautiful white cardigan and pair of na y blue jeans but there was something off about her appearance. Her emerald eyes lacked the shine they once had. It seemed as if the rivers of sorrow that flowed through them last night took the bright sunshine from them, leaving a gloomy shadow over them.

She climbed down the stairs and glanced at the grandfather clock in the living room. It was 6 in the morning. It was Sunday so James wouldn't wake up before 9 or 10 so she decided to delay the breakfast and go look after her floral garden.

Flowers have always been her favourite creation by mother nature. They were sweet and beautiful, they were like her. She had what many of her friends called a green hand. Whichever plant she potted would grow up to be lush and healthy. She had used this talent to grow a beautiful garden in the backyard of the Potter Manor.

Her garden was now beaming with different colours of roses. But she didn't like roses, they were overly sweet smelling for her. She prepared different colours of bright violets. They were her favourite flowers but James insisted upon planting roses and she did what he asked her to without any questions. It didn't even click her back then, that roses were Lily's favourite.

Shaking her head, she got busy with her gardening but her mind kept on running a series of thoughts. She couldn't decide if she should confront James or if she should act like living in her bubble.

She started contemplating the possible outcomes from both the situations.

If she confronted James, there were two possible outcomes she could expect. First, James would feel guilty and decide to get separated from each other. Second, he would get defensive, and somehow manage to make her believe that she is the one wrong in the situation.

They had been in a similar situation when she has asked him about his past feelings for Lily in their seventh year.

They were in the Gryffindor common room, cuddling by the fireplace. The question had been bugging her for months and she knew she had to ask him or else it'll eat her form inside. It was simple question really,

"Do you still have feelings for Lily?"

To which he had replied in a very aggrevated tone,

"No! Whatever gave you that idea? I did fancy her at one point but now it's only you, y/n/n. No one take your place, it actually hurts me that you still don't trust me."

The next half an hour she had spent trying to convince him that she loved him and trusted him more than herself.

She knew she couldn't confront him. The thought of separating from James made her feel weird and sick in her stomach.

She knew it would be liberating, getting free from a bond that just takes from her and gives her nothing back but she didn't want liberation, she wanted to be imprisoned in his love, she wanted to be her Jamie's prisoner.

But she knew if she kept her feelings within her and act as if nothing's wrong, those jarred emotions will slowly kill her. They will suffocate her until she forgets how to breath.

She knew that if she chose to act as if nothing happened, life would become a living hell where she will degrade herself and stay with the rotting corpse of her dignity but she would get to keep James, even if she wouldn't have him all but at the end of the day, she will be associated with him as his wife and she will carry his name with her in the society.

She had to make a choice. A choice between suffocation and liberation. She was in a dilema but deep within she knew she would choose suffocation.

She was pulled back from her thoughts when she heard the loud crack of apparating that came from the front yard.

Upon reaching the front door, she saw the bright smiling face of her husband's bestfriend, Sirius Black.

"Hey Y/n/n. Sorry for not wishing you yesterday but I gave my wishes to James and told him to give them to you." Sirius explained whilst hugging her.

She had always been fond of Sirius, he was a living ray of sunshine, always bringing happiness with him. He always managed to make her laugh or atleast bring a smile on face. Today was no different. Even in a gloomy state of mind, he managed to make her smile a little.

"So what's in the menu?" Sirius asked plopping down on the couch.

It had become a tradition now. Sirius, James and her always had breakfast together every Sunday. She liked it, she liked to see her husband carefree and cheerful, joking around with his bestfriend. She always prepared a large buffet of breakfast for the three but with all that happened last night, she had forgotten about today.

"You tell me, I haven't started cooking yet." I respond from the kitchen.

"Hey, you know, let's just stall it for now, let James wake up and let him decide, yeah. Now come here and talk to me." Sirius suggested.

She knew he had noticed that something was wrong. Sirius never really asked her to sit down with him and have a talk. Their relationship was casual, she wasn't really a friend to him, she was his bestfriend's wife. Their relationship dynamics was as it was supposed to be so  his suggestion took her by suprise.

"What do you wanna talk about?" She questioned him, eyeing his demeanor.

"Well, I don't know, how was last night, how did you guys celebrate." He asked her carefully.

"There wasn't much left to celebrate as he was he was already drunk when he came home, stop pretending as if you know nothing about it." She let out a bit of her anger and frustration.

"I wasn't with him yesterday, I was with Moony....." Sirius seemed a bit surprised at first but then trailed off mid-sentence.

She would be lying if she said that she wasn't shocked to know that James wasn't with Sirius but then the realisation dawned upon her. He was with Lily last night, the night of their wedding anniversary.

There was a moment of deafening silence when she finally spoke.

"You know about her, don't you?"

Sirius gulped and replied,

"Who are you talking about?"

"Stop pretending Sirius, I know he's having an affair with Lily. He...... He took he-her name in bed last night." She croaked with a heavy voice, tears threatening spill.

Sirius was flabbergasted. He couldn't understand how to reply to that. He just sat there, his head hung low, unable to look into her eyes.

"Back in 6th year, when you made him ask me out, you knew he hadn't moved on from her." She questioned Sirius.

He didn't say anything and just shook his head in yes.

"And yet you let him be in another relationship. Why did you do that Sirius?"

Sirius lifted up his head and she could clearly see the guilt and regret in his eyes.

"I'll not hide anything from you and be honest. Y/N, we thought that you'll be a nice distraction for him and also serve as a jealousy-inducing factor for Lily." Sirius explained.

"But then, when she stood her stance, James thought you'll be the best replacement, so he proposed you." He continued with a quivering voice.

She couldn't do anything but take a long, shuddering breath. She waited for him to continue. To defend himself but as if reading her mind, he said,

"Y/N, I won't defend myself or justify my actions. I won't say that we weren't in our right minds because we knew what we were doing, I knew what I was doing. I could've stopped it, I could've stopped it all. I could've stopped him right there when he suggested you as a rebound, I could've stopped him from proposing you, I could've stopped him from marrying you and ruining your life but I didn't. A part of me thinks because I feel indebted to James. If it weren't for him and his parents, I don't even know if I would be alive, I owe him my life Y/N. But now, I realise that as a friend, I should've stopped him from doing such a big mistake." Sirius poured his heart out, his voice and eyes wet with tears.

There was a heavy silence between them. She didn't know what say. All of this was becoming hard for her to process. She felt the weight of the universe on her chest. Suddenly, Sirius broke the silence.

"I did stop him once, I asked him not to get with Lily behind your back once I got to know about it. He had told me about it after he had spent  a night with her. When he insisted that he was still in love with Lily but couldn't just leave you now that both of your families were involved, so he had decided to go behind your back. Trust me Y/N, I wanted to slap some sense into him but then that feeling of indebtedness came upon me and I did what I had done since I was 11, I agreed with him and supported him."

"Y/N, I won't ask for your forgiveness because I don't deserve it but I want you to know that I feel guilty and I know that I am your criminal and I will forever be sorry to you." Sirius apologized.

"James tells you everything, doesn't he?" She questioned and he nodded his head.

"When and how did all of this start?"

Sirius just stared at her for a moment but then looked away from her and started speaking.

"When the two of you got married, Lily understood that she wanted James. So, she confessed to him about her feelings but James denied her because he really wanted to give you a chance. But now Lily was adamant, so she would try and woe James, using his past feelings against him. She would make suggestive comments, pay extra attention to him during family gatherings, visit him in the ministry and what not. James tried to avoid her until one day he caved in and the both slept together for the first time."

She felt like the world around her was collapsing and she couldn't help but sit in the middle of the apocalypse and watch.

After a few minutes Sirius got up and gathered his jacket, ready to leave.

"Sirius please, at least have breakfast." She pleaded.

"It's ok Y/N. I don't think I can eat or look James or you in the eyes." Sirius reasoned.

"Can I trust you that you won't mention this conversation to James." She inquired.

Sirius smiled a little and said,

"Yes you can, I'm a trustworthy dog."

This made her smile too. She went up to the door to see him off. Before leaving he turned around and said something that would keep her awake for several coming nights.

"I'm sorry Y/N. I should've just let Moony ask you out."

"What do you mean?" She asked with furrowed brows.

"Remus, he liked you, he was too shy to say it out loud, I almost convinced him to ask you out but then you started dating James so he kept quite." Sirius revealed the truth to her.

Those words wreaked havoc inside her. Weirdly enough, It made her stomach flutter. Why did she feel heat on the back of her neck?

"So you helped James to ask me out but also almost convinced Remus to ask me out. What was going in your head Sirius?" She questioned him, frustration laced in her voice.

"I helped James because I felt obliged to do so as a best friend, but I genuinely wanted Remus to date you because I knew he would have really kept you happy." Sirius explained.

"James and him had a huge fight before your wedding. Moony accused him of using you as a replacement and James asked him not to come to the wedding if it bothered him so much." He continued.

"Y/n/n, let go of James. I know it will be difficult for you but staying with James will slowly but surely kill you. Give Moony a chance, he'll show you what real happiness is." Sirius said in a serious voice.

"What if he has moved on?" She voiced her concern.

"He hasn't Y/n/n, I know he hasn't.

With that Sirius apparated with a flick of his wand.

There once again was a storm brewing in her but this time the storm promised to bring enough rain to quench the parched land suffering from drought.

Did Remus really like her? Did the guy who she had a crush on since 3rd year really liked her back.

It was true. She had always been fond of Remus. She even tried dropping hints at him for three consecutive years but when he didn't respond to any, she moved on. But there still was a fragment of her huge crush, hidden in deep, dark corners of her heart.

It seemed like today Sirius had illuminated that corner.

"Who was it?" James' groggy voice brought her back to reality.

"Sirius, he remembered some work so hel left." She lied to James avoiding eye contact.

"Huh, that's unusual but then again it's Padfoot so nothing's really unusual." James chucked.

It pinched her how James is just acting as if nothing drastic happened last night. He probably doesn't even remember what happened last night.

His presence, his voice, his existence was making it difficult to forget about last night.

All she could remember was how he moaned her name. She also remembered how he let her touch him last night. Only that the gesture wasn't meant for her, it was meant for Lily. It crushed her soul knowing that her husband forbade her from touching him while intercourse but let her sister touch him, provide her with the intimacy which belonged to her.

However, she decided to go with the flow as she was unable to fanthom the gravity of the situation she was thrown into overnight.

This haze went on for two weeks. Their anniversary was on 12th of January, today was 28th.

These two weeks were life-changing for her. She slowly kept loosing all the affection she held for James.

They say that it's easy fall in love but difficult to get out of it but she didn't feel the same.

Yes she fell for James easily but getting out of it didn't seem difficult. It hurt no doubt but slowly she had almost lost all the love and adoration she had for James. Now, she had nothing for him. She didn't hate him or dispise him but she didn't love him either. She had become numb towards him.

She shared her feelings with Sirius, who almost regularly visited her. They had grown quite close and she cherished this new-found friendship.

When she told him about her indifference towards James, he had remained quiet for a while and then asked her a question.

"What made you fall for him?"

She was taken by surprise because she didn't' know what made her fall for her husband.

After thinking about it the whole night she had come to the conclusion that she fell for James because of the extravagant efforts he would put into pleasing Lily and show his love for her. That's when she noticed him, and unbeknownst to her, she fell in love with the man who would go to any extent to show his love for his women. She craved that kind of love and when James asked her out, she saw a little ray of hope that she might get her portion of unconditional love from James.

When she didn't get that kind of affection from James, her mind created a bubble of false comfort that James loved her just like she wanted him to as a coping mechanism. This bubble was the reason she showered him with wholehearted affection and zeal because she thought he did so as well.

But since her bubble had burst, she knew James didn't really love her, so automatically her love for him diminished too.

Ever since she had accepted the fact that she was out of love with James, the world around her changed. She changed. The colours become brighter and she became more beautiful. She started caring for herself, cooking dishes that she liked and not just what James did. She started getting ready and dressed up, not for impressing James but because she wanted to.

It was as if she the moment she fell out of love with him, she fell back in love with herself.

She suddenly didn't feel like suffocating in her big house, she felt that there was a crack in her cage, letting in some fresh air. She would imagine her self roaming the streets of Hogsmeade, people around her happy and satisfied with their lives, a never-ending spring that brings nothing but joy.

Though, often while thinking of the outside world, she would see a man peering at her from the corners of the streets. A tall man with tawny hair and scarred face.

He had constantly been in her thoughts ever since Sirius told her about his liking for her. She had let go of any feelings she had for Remus back in Hogwarts, and now, somewhere it felt illegal to think about him. Whatever the situation is, that doesn't change the fact that he was still her husband's very close friend, though their contacts were limited.

But whenever she would allow herself to sway a little, she would remember the times they spent hours in the library, studying, chatting and giggling, how Remus would sneak her out of the castle to go to the Honeydukes sweet shop.

These memories would make her open to a possibility where they could do all of this again but with a little more intimacy.

There still were a million thoughts in her head but they didn't weigh her down.

She was lost in her thoughts, doing some household chores when the doorbell rang. She wasn't expecting anyone, 10 o'clock on a Monday morning.

When she opened the door, her eyes met with a pair of amber ones. Those eyes held a large amount of hope in them.

"Remus?" That was all she could whispered with a hollow voice.

"Hey dove, can I come in?" Remus greeted her with his usual charming smile.

Dove. That was the nickname Remus used for her all the time. Early on it use to be endearing but today, it made her stomach flutter, the same way it would when James called her 'love'.

"Yeah sure, come in." She let him in the house, taking him to the living room.

"What will you have, tea or coffee?" She asked him politely.

"You know neither right, I always prefer hot chocolate over the two." He smiled at her.

A big smile took its place on her lips too. He hadn't changed one bit.

She prepared two hot cups of cocoa and sit sat on the sofa chair in front of him.

"So, what took you two years to come visit me?" She taunted him slightly.

"I had my reasons and I guess you know them." Remus answered looking in her eyes.

"I'll cut to the chase y/n/n, Sirius told me about your unhappy marriage and I know what I am about to do is wrong and as a friend to James I shouldn't do it but as your bestfriend I have to. Dove, leave him." Remus said all of this in one single breath.

She kept quite as she knew he wasn't quite done yet.

"Y/n, I have...... I have loved you for years. Dove I wanted to ask you-."

"I know Rem, I know everything." She smiled at him softly.

"You do?" Remus was taken aback. He never told about his feelings to anyone except......

"Sirius played matchmaker again but this time with the right person." She explained.

She was in a constant war with herself on Remus's topic for the past two weeks but seeing him today ended the war in the favour of eternity with Remus.

"Rem, I think I wanna breath again, I wanna be free. I wanna be yours. I wanna be with you." She confessed.

She could see the happiness flooding his eyes and before she knew it, she was in his tight embrace. His hug felt like fire on a cold winter evening. She wanted to melt into him and be their forever.

"Wait a second." She went upstairs to get something.

She came back with a big envelope in her hand. Remus could see the shiny ministry logo on it. It was a legal document. He had his guesses as to what it could be.

"This is my gift for Lily. It's our birthday in a few days and I'm gonna gift her my husband." She stated.

"Dove, do you mind me asking what lead you to realise he was the wrong person for you. I mean, didn't you guys celebrate your wedding anniversary a few days ago." Remus asked.

"Yeah we did. That very night, he said her name when he was in bed with me."

Her words weren't explicit but Remus understood what she meant.

"Dove...." Remus whispered sympaticaly.

"Don't be sympathetic Rem, I'm actually glad this happened early on in our marriage and not late into it. James and I never belonged together, he belongs with Lily and I am the only obstacle in between them. Soon, I'll clear their path." She had confidence in her voice.

"Remus, I want you there, during my birthday." She insisted.

"Ofcourse." He replied sincerely.

After a few minutes of chatting, Remus left with a sweet kiss on her forehead.

She could still feel his lips lingering on her. It felt good.

The rest two days, she spent organising a small party with only their close friends.

The day before her birthday, James had an 'important work' out of town and had to stay there overnight. She knew what important work he had. He wanted to be there with Lily at the midnight to be the first one to wish her.

She didn't mind though because of her numbness toward James. She didn't even insist him to stay.

As promised, James had returned in the evening for her party. He entered with Lily by her side.

"Look who I brought." He had said enthusiastically.

The party wasn't a wild one but everyone who came enjoyed.

She had only invited close friends, whom she imagined knew about James and Lily. There were the Marauders, Frank and Alice, Marlene, Dorcas and Mary.

The party went on for a long time and after cutting the cake, everyone started giving out presents. At the last, only the birthday girls had to give each other their presents.

Lily had bought her a beautiful heart shaped locket which smelled like her favourite colone.

It was now her turn to give Lily her gift.

So y/n/n what did you get me?" Lily asked her.

She looked at Lily, then James and then towards Remus. He smiled at her and gave her a nod.

"Just a second." She replied and went upstairs in her bedroom.

When she returned, she had a big envelope in her hamds. With thudding heartbeats, she approached her twin. She handed over the envelope to Lily and whispered,

"Happy Birthday Lils."

Lily smiled at her and started opening her gift.

She held her breath with anticipation and waited for Lily to read the papers.

When Lily looked up, she had tears in her eyes.

"Y/n/n, why would you do this." She whispered with a teary voice.

Maybe it's the twin thing or maybe it's her old habit of crying if a person in front of her cries but she could feel tears prick in her eyes.

She took a long breath and spoke,

"It's for the best Lily, I wanna be free, I want to be able to breathe again." She explained.

The atmosphere of the room had suddenly changed, James had gotten worried seeing both sisters cry.

"What is it Lily, what are the papers about?"

James enquired.

"They're our divorce papers James. I'm leaving you so that you both don't have to sneak behind my back anymore. You two can now be together without me coming in between." She said, trying to control her crying voice.

"WHAT?! Have you lost your mind Y/n, what are you talking about, who provoked you? James yelled, side-eyeing Remus.

"Nobody provoked me James, it's just something that happened that cleared my doubts." She explained in a calm tone.

"What happened?" James demanded.

"You wouldn't want me to say this in front of your friends."

No I want you to tell me the reason, I don't care if it's in front of my friends, you've already created a scene, what's the worst that could happen."

"Fine, you want the reason, so here's the reason. On the night of our anniversary, you moaned my sister's name in my ear while making love to me." She stated sternly.

James didn't say anything and just hung his head low. He doesn't remember anything of such sort but he knows that he must've done it.

"James, I don't hate you for this, I could never hate you, it's just that I don't love you anymore. So staying with you will be a waste of time and energy for both of us. Lily, I don't have any hard feelings for both of you either. You'll always remain my favourite sister and that's why I want to see you happy. I know you'll be happy with James."

"What about mom and dad and what about Fleamont and Euphemia, they'll be heartbroken." Lily sniffled.

"Should've thought about that before cheating on your sister Lily." She sighed.

"Tell them it was my fault, that I didn't want to stay with you anymore. I've signed the papers and given my testimony to the ministry officer. You'll have to do the same and the procedure will be over." She addressed James.

"Can't we work this out?" He asked her sincerely, not meeting her eyes.

"We don't need to James, I'm not mad at you. James, we both are two different people. I didn't realise this earlier because I didn't wanted to. I really wanted you to love me the same way you love her. But you traded my violets for her roses. You wanted y/n to be Lily. The things that you love are the things I hate. It's simple James, I'm choosing this life. I'm choosing myself."

With that being said, she got up, went upstairs to get her already packed suitcase and left the Potter Manor once and for all. She apparated straight to Remus's house.

Remus followed her shortly but before leaving he had to say what he wanted to say for the past five years. Remus looked into James' eyes and said,

"I can keep her happier than you ever did and I will. No hard feelings mate."

With that he apparated back to his house as well.

When they finnally sat down on Remus's couch, she looked at him.

He had nothing but pure adoration for her in his eyes.

"Can I kiss you dove?" He whispered quietly.

She didn't say anything but leaned into him. Their lips fit each other like puzzle pieces and the bliss she experienced was like never before.

At that moment, Remus did make her happier than James ever did.

One Year Later

There's something in the air of Hogsmeade. It felt fresh and sweet. Maybe it's the first summer breeze. Summer was her favourite season.

She didn't want this sweetness to change, she wanted it be real, she wanted it to be beginning of something happening.

"You ready dove?" Remus's sweet voice came from behind her.

"Yes" She replied taking in a deep breath.

They both held eachother's hands and apparated to the same barn where she married James.

The wheat field shone like gold under the sunlight.

"The camera's all set, let's do it." She excitedly.

They both sat down on the ground, the sun shining over them and looked deep into each other eyes.

Y/n then thought to herself that she won't be all alone, she'll always have her Rem by her side.

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[brooks-musichall]

Ello! You probably just made this account and I just found it randomly lol

Brook x Skeleton Dancer! Y/n? Idk I thought it would be cute tbh (maybe some cuddle head cannons if you don’t mind :) )

(gn reader and fluff plz and thanks :3 I’ll love to see your stories and head cannons in the future!’)

-Jilly Anon 🫧🦤

Heck yes. I did just kind of made this blog and I’ve been trying to write different ideas. I love your idea. I added a cuddle head canon towards the end if that’s alright. Story starts under read more.

The Cutest Performers

Brook x GN! Skeleton! Reader fluff

You had met The Straw Hats when they visited the bar you worked at. You worked as a server and a dancer. Some patrons were nice to you while others weren’t so nice. The reason why is that you are a walking talking Skeleton. You didn’t eat a Devil Fruit and it was some sort of necromancy. You were The Straw Hats Server that night and you really didn’t notice the other Skeleton at first. Until you brought them their drinks. You saw his hands first then your eyes made their way up his arms and met his eye sockets. You blush a light grey and ask if they are ready to order food. They order their food and you give the ticket to the cook.

Just then your boss told you that you were to do your dance performance in 5 minutes. You asked another server to serve your table and let the cook know.

The music starts playing and everyone looks at the stage. You start your dance and it’s your family friendly dance since it’s family night (Dance 1). Throughout your entire dance you kept making eye contact with the male Skeleton at your table.

After your shift the man in the straw hat asked you to join his pirate crew. When you asked why he said that they would like another performer and that another crew member would teach you how to fight.

~4 years later~

You and Brook started dating a year after you joined The Straw Hats. Nami and Zoro taught you how to fight. You helped Sanji with the cooking when he needed. You even helped Chopper when he needs help patching others up.

You and Brook do performances every other month, so that you two have time to practice. You two are inseparable and almost always seen together when neither of you are needed for something. You and Brook were relaxing in the library reading and enjoying the quiet. You were laying between his legs.

“Brook?”

“Yes, Y/N?”

“I know you said that it’s makes you sad when you talk about your life from when you were still alive. But what did you look like before you were a Skeleton?”

He sighs putting his book down. You move from your spot between his legs as he reaches for something in his jacket. It was a photo.

“This photo is of my previous crew. I’m still wearing the same clothes or at least similar clothes from that time. I even had glasses.”

You look at the photo and see him with his crew. You lay your head on Brooks shoulder.

“I think you were handsome when you were alive.”

He laughs

“And what about now?”

“Hmmm. Still handsome.”

“Do you have a picture of yourself from when you were alive?”

You pull out a picture of yourself while he puts his picture away. You hand the picture to him to look at. He looks at the picture for 5 minutes.

“It’s not the best picture, but it’s the only one I have.”

“You look stunning, Y/N. Even now as a Skeleton you look stunning.”

A grey blush appears on your face as Brook gives you the picture back.

“Thank you Brooke.”

You put your picture back in a pocket. Then you and Brook put your teeth together since neither of you have lips, so that’s the closest thing to a kiss.

“Im tired. Let’s go to bed, Y/N.”

You smile as you nod and you two head to your shared bed. You and Brook start spooning in bed. Brook wanted to be the small spoon. By the time it was breakfast the two of you were tangled and had to call out for Nami and Robin to help you guys untangle.

After the day’s events that night the crew threw a party. Brook started playing his violin. Everyone went quiet and listened to Brook playing only to hear you start singing and dancing along to the music (Dance 2). Everyone was in awe at how in sync you two were. After you and Brook finished everyone clapped. Luffy was happy that they had found you and that you and Brook ended up together.

Dance 1:

Dance 2:

[drowning-poet]

Omw to write a wolfstar fic cause I had a great idea while writing random comments on my sociology text book jsndns

Some things abt it:

- COLLEGE AU (I swear i love that as someone who will go to uni NEXT YEAR)

- Chronically Ill Remus (idk if I'll name the illness cause I'm omw to be tested for some connective tissue disorders and im not sure what I have so I'll just give him my symptoms and maybe name it when I get the diagnosis)

- I feel like a he/they Sirius Black would be interesting idk I like that headcanon and im a nonbinary guy myself so idk

- CLASSICS MAJOR REMUS (cause 1. His name is literally Remus which is a classics ref. 2. That is the major im going for next year hehe)

- PHILOSOPHY MAJOR SIRIUS BLACK (I read it on a fic b4 and I actually think it's fitting, im pretty sure they are a "I discovered at a very early age that if I talk loud enough I can make anything right or wrong so either i am God or truth is relative. In either case, booyah" type of of guy)

- ace spec Remus Lupin (projection, my people), more specifically sex-neutral

- TRANS REGULUS WAHOO

- The Black Brothers went to therapy :]

- THE BLACKS INSTEAD OF BEING PUREBLOOD ASSHOLES ARE CHRISTIAN ASSHOLES FNFNFN (not every christian is a bitch, im talking about certain christians) cause ✨️religious trauma✨️, Gigi Perez and all that

- lots of books being quoted and discussed

- PLATONIC MOONWATER

- angst and Fluff, mostly Fluff but angst is commented

- i hate miscommunication, so I'll try to keep it at a minimum while still sticking to these dummies' personalities

- academic validation whore Remus and Regulus

- not sure if I'll do it Jilly or Jegulus, if I get too confused I'll do a jegulily dndnnd

- a lot of projection os remus especially regarding disabilities cause dude ITS BEEN HARD

- Regulus with my psych doctors trauma cause I swear it is not talked about enough sometimes (ITS IMPORTANT TO LOOK FOR HELP BUT SOME PPL ON THE FIELD ARE BEYOND STUPID)

- remus' scars are mostly by sh, but he has been clean for a few years. His face scar was caused by a fight he tried to break between two ppl when he was in 11th grade

- WALBURGA'S A+ PARENTING OFC

- bad parent Lyall Lupin and neglecting mother Hope Lupin

- AuDHD regulus black and james

- adhd Sirius and remus

-seriously thinking about either autistic or ocd lily but not sure how ill pull it off

- etc :]

[museaway]

MUUUSE! <3 For a fic prompt. . .what about Frau + Teito (or Frau/Teito) and the prompt "lazy"?

Jilly!! I'm sorry this took 100 years to fill. TY for this prompt, I loved it.

Modern day AU, established relationship, 392 words of domestic fluff

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“Oi,” Frau said, coming in with groceries and spotting Teito in the exact position on the sofa where he’d been forty-five minutes ago. He used his shoulder to close the door. “I thought you were going to take care of the laundry?”

Mouth open in a wide yawn that Frau could hear from across the apartment, Teito looked over his shoulder at the door and then at the clock. 

“It’s that late already? I just closed my eyes for a second.” He crawled off of the couch and claimed the heaviest bag from Frau’s arm, then vanished into the kitchen. “Did you remember the energy bars?”

“You shouldn’t live on that junk.”

“I like them for when I work late.”

Frau took off his shoes and carried the remaining bag into the kitchen. Teito had set the groceries on the counter and was putting them away: salad greens, yogurt, a bag of sweet and spicy potato chips that had sounded interesting, tofu, and a loaf of bread. The second bag contained a fish for tonight’s dinner, Teito’s beloved energy bars, and beer.

Frau cracked one open and dropped a kiss on Teito’s dark hair. “Are you hungry?”

“Not yet. I want to bring in the sheets and make up the bed, and I was going to clean the bathtub.”

“Do you want help?”

Teito finished putting away the groceries and shut the refrigerator, turning around to lean against the door. Although Frau’s old university T-shirt was too large for his frame, Teito liked lazing around in it, and he knew Frau liked seeing him laze around in it.

With a slight grin, Teito poked him in the stomach. “It is easier to change the sheets with two people.”

“I knew there was a reason you were keeping me around.”

Laughter followed Teito out onto the balcony where he unpinned the sheets from the clotheslines. Frau left his beer on the counter and followed him into the bedroom. They played tug-o-war with the fitted sheet, hooking opposite corners over the mattress, and collapsed together in the center of the bed. 

“That was only half the job, you know,” Frau said as Teito’s head settled against his shoulder. “Why don’t I clean the tub? You sleep for a while.”

But Teito shook his head and threaded their hands together. “It’ll still be there later.”

[z0mbieb0ybyersblog]

★ smut | ♥︎ fluff/humor | ᯾ angst | ✧ mature

✔︎ completed | ✍︎︎ still in progress/incomplete | ⏼ not out yet

How Lily Evans met the Marauders | ✔︎ |

└▸ modern au (still magical) | ♥︎ | 1k words

the chaotic telling of how Lily Evans met the true (animagus) Marauders

Like Real People Do | ✍︎︎ |

└▸ modern muggle au | ♥︎ ★ ᯾ | ** words

A Marylily and Jegulus fic where both couples raise baby Harry

James and Lily's love story started in high school and continued into college. But their relationship took an unexpected turn when Lily became pregnant, and they realized while yes they still loved each other, they loved each other platonically, and they were better off as friends. But, they both agreed to be there for each other and be the best parents for baby Harry.

Meanwhile, Mary, Lily's lifelong best friend, has always harbored a secret love for her. As they explore their feelings for each other, James finds himself in a gay crisis as he realizes that he might be falling for his friend's brother.

and it feels like the start of a movie I've seen before before | ✔︎ |

└▸ modern muggle au | ♥︎ ᯾ | 1.5k words

"But it's not real and you don't exist and I can't recall the last time I was kissed It hits me in the car. And it feels like the end of a movie I've seen before.."

Jegulus fluff and angst with Jilly endgame

Jegulus Headcanons | ✔︎ |

└▸ | ♥︎ ✧ | 329 words

A mix of fluffy and smutty head canons

Santa Baby | ✔︎ |

└▸ Christmas smut | ✧ ♥︎ |

It’s Regulus’ first Christmas at the Potters, and James is quite hesitant about the situation, especially considering his feelings for the younger Black brother. James isn’t quite sure if he can hold back from Regulus.

Wild Hearts | ︎✍︎︎ |

└▸ cowboy modern au | ★ ♥︎ ᯾ ✧ | — words

Sirius Black is a runaway, burdened by a troubled past, who escapes the confines of his old life and seeks refuge, looking for work on a remote ranch.

The ranch is owned by Remus Lupin, a rugged cowboy who keeps to himself, haunted by his own secrets. Who is looking to hire someone to work on the farm with him because Remus is unable to do the work alone after a farm accident that left one of his legs permanently disabled. Remus had other farmhands but needed someone to live on the ranch with him and take care of the rest of the work.

WOLFSTAR WOLFSTAR WOLFSTAR 🗣️🗣️🗣️

Wolfstar Kinktober 2024 | ︎✍︎︎ |

└▸ | ★ | — words

2024 Wolfstar Kinktober master list, basically just smut

Guilty Pleasure | ✔︎ |

└▸ | ★ | 11,146 words

Hate sex. With top James and bottom Barty in chapter one, and bottom James and top Barty in chapter two.

Just Go with it | ︎✍︎︎ |

└▸ x Fem!Reader | ♥︎ | — words

Faking dating

[fonkeloog]

mutuals you’re thankful for in 2022?

First of all; I love all my silly little pocket friends. But since you asked I'm gonna give a special shout-out to a couple of people. (Pls know that if you're not on here I still love you and give you a kiss on the forehead)

@heartofspells : Holli is the definition of ADHD brain. She has a billion wips and comes up with something new AT LEAST once a week. (Or I bully her into making more, probably both) I love her and her silly American things. Yes, even the gross looking biscuits thing.

@narcissa-black-supermacy : Unhinged. You try to write fluff, then Dani swoops in with blood and murder and leaves you wondering where the meet-cute went. She hates licorice, which is a shame tbh. Somehow made me "like" prongsfoot?

@tracingpatternswrites : the voice of reason. Until blackcest is mentioned, then she's a goner. Good luck trying to reason with her. I'm convinced she lives in winter wonderland tbh. Loves licorice, so it's hard not to like her.

@squintclover : Rory!!!! She's like a big sister. Love her microfics, and her art!!!!! [Cue incoherent britt noises here] every time I see orange I think of Rory. Wrote my comfort fic, which has been read over 15 times since she posted it.

@mc5ftjillo : jilly is another friendly American? Apparently they DO exist!!!! Sent me a magazine and stickers and I cried over that (thanks for not doxing me bestie) mostly communicates through reactions on discord. If your message has a bunch of reacts, guaranteed it's Jilly.

@loubbies : Unhinged. Genuinely the things Sun writes are scary sometimes. Favourite Canadian. We both screamed during the WC and I loved that. Honorary dutchie.

@mkaugust : obsessed with August's poetry. Genuinely go and read it, it's amazing. Probably has received an unhealthy amount of half done poems from me. Encourages me to keep writing.

[robynlilyblack]

The Holiday

Part 1

Fred Weasley x fem! Potter! Reader

[based on this request]

Summary: Fred and y/n are oblivious to each other’s feelings, but will all that change when the Potters and Weasleys decide to go on holiday together?

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of eating, sex and food, slow burn, mutual pining, lil sexual tension, friends that are more than a little bit in love with each other

A/n: 6.4k words, Harry Potter x fem! twin! reader and James x daughter! reader moments x no voldy au and everyone lives, I decided to split this up into two parts (maybe three parts) since it was going to be a monster if I didn’t plus as you’ll see I decided to add some art work and got swept up by this idea which is why it’s took so long to come out and I apologise x the next part will hopefully be out soon 💛

Navigation | Fred Weasley Masterlist | Part 2

You pursed your lips together, moving them from side to side as you pondered which swimsuit to pack “Both the answers always both” you mumble to yourself knowing that’s exactly what your auntie Marlene would tell you

You stuffed the swimsuits into your case before going over to grab some extra underwear, as you were slipping them into one of the mesh holders your brother sauntered into your room “You seen my blue shirt?” he asks like he doesn’t have a million of them

You shake your head “Nope but do you know if mum wants us to bring anything fancy in case we go like out out?” you had a rather nice summer dress your aunts gifted to you that you hadn’t the occasion to wear yet

Harry shrugs “I don’t know, want me to ask her?” he points behind him

“Ask your mother what?” James pops his head in the door, startling you and Harry for a second

You giggle a little bit “If I’ll need anything nice to wear this week, I have that dress I got for my birthday and I don’t know whether it bring it” you explain as you grab the little bag that had your toothbrush and toiletries in it, placing it in the zipped pocket of your case so if it leaked your clothes would be fine

Your father smiles “Bring it either way it’s an excuse to look fabulous. Your mother and Molly have organised everything I’ve just been told to sit and look pretty” he pretends to flip hair off of his shoulder

You and harry chuckle “You are very pretty” you compliment making your dads smile increase

“Thanks little fawn”

“Have you seen my blue shirt?” Harry speaks

You and your dad share a look before he turns back to Harry “Ask your mother” he nods his head downstairs “She’s just packing some snacks for the car” he expands and with that your brother heads out “You know I’m so glad at least one of you got my style...” you chuckle as he moves to sit on the bed next to your open case “So you excited?”

You light up “Yeah I can’t wait” you answer happily but your smile falters “You think Uncle pads and Moony will be able to make it later in the week?” you stop packing for a moment and look dolefully at your dad, it wasn’t the Weasley’s fault for the full moon coinciding with the first day of the trip

Your father gives you’re a sad smile “I hope so” you nod but he can tell you’re still worried just like him “Come here you’re not too grown up to give your ol’ da a hug” he holds out his arms making grabby hands

You let out a laugh “You’re only 38” you defend his age but still accept the hug moving to sit side ways on his lap “You know now I’ve graduated you think I could become one?” you ask putting your best doe eyes one as you flutter your eye lashes

You had wanted to become an animagus since you first found out your uncle’s dog ‘Snuffles’, as you and harry named him, was actually Sirius. Every year since you begged your parents to let you do it, well, begged your mum because your dad was more than okay with it. What your father didn’t know was in your final year you had private sessions with a certain favourite ex professor of his that your mum signed off on and a few weeks before you graduated you were successful

You were going to wait and prank your father and uncles with it but you knew it would be more fun pulling a prank with your dad, you knew how much it would mean to him since as you grew older you didn’t prank as much with him since you befriended a certain redheaded duo 

He sighs “You know I can’t resist those eyes of yours” he looks in thought for a minute before he eyes you with a smirk “We both know that you’re going to do it either way, aren’t you?” he looks at you knowing and he was so right

You scrunch up your nose as you shrug “Be nice to have your blessing though” that makes him laugh

He nods “You have mine but your mothers is the be all end all” he laughs but it stops as you jump off his lap, a smirk plastered on your face “Why do I get the feeling you had an ulterior motive in bringing this up?” his lips tug up recognising that mischief in your face, the same mischief you had clearly inherited from him

“Good thing I already got hers then isn’t it” you sway side to side excitedly

Your father seems to catch on “When? How?” he makes a face “…well I know how but you know what I mean” he looks at you somewhere between proud and bewildered

“A certain Minnie” that makes his smile widen “You wanna see?” he nods quickly sitting forward on the bed eager to see what form you’d take “Close your eyes” you point at him to which he chuckles and obeys

You take a moment you focus just like McGonagall taught you before shifting into a little robin, flying up and landing on your fathers head, feeling him tense a little as under you at the contact “Guess you can fly…or jump really high” you feel him laugh under you “That rhymed” he says to himself before he standing up and carefully moving in front of your mirror, eyes brightening as he sees you “I think you win for cutest animagus little fawn…” he scrunches up his nose realising “I can still call you that right?” he smiles as he watches a robin nod at him, if you would have laughed you could seeing yourself exhibit human features as a bird

Just as he was about to speak again your mother’s voice came from the hall “Guys we need to get…” she trails off “Aww…” she tilts her smiling at the adorable scene “Oh, this gives me an idea!”

Art done my me - robynlilyblack

After snapping the photo, you and Harry helped pack up the car before you drove, well flew, to the burrow. As you arrived the majority of the Weasley clan was already outside helping Arthur pack up their own car, but the redhead you were looking for was nowhere to be seen. When you found out Fred was coming last night at dinner to which you excused yourself shortly after to go squeal into your pillow. 

You and Fred met on the first day when they were running away from Snape and you lied saying you hadn’t seen them before proceeding to tell the man how you would have done the prank better, earing yourself a detention. This also happened to be the record for the fasted anyone had ever received a detention in history, a fact your uncle and father were super proud even more so as it was for being cheeky to their ex-nemeses. 

Fred and George welcomed you into their pranks without a second thought and the three of you along with Lee became good friends. Around your 3rd and his 5th year was when you started to pin after the boy, maybe it was his growth spurt or the longer hair but your little heart just started fluttering whenever he was near, and that flutter only grew as the years went on.

At times you thought Fred might even like you back but it was confusing, the blurry line between best friends and something more. When he asked Angelina to the yule ball you shed your first tear over him, it was also the moment you knew this was no normal crush, it wasn’t like the one you had on Oliver or the tiny one you had on Draco for a brief moment, although you blamed that on the black suit he was wearing on the train for that. At the ball, you and George opted to go together since Lee had been whisked away before George could build the courage to ask him. At one-point George had managed to nab Lee back and Fred asked you to dance, and for a moment when he looked into your eyes you really felt like he might love you back and you knew from then on you were completely fucked.

When he graduated and went off to open the shop you missed him terribly, it wasn’t the same pranking without them but you did your best. Now you had graduated you were planning on finally joining them, that was if they still wanted you there, they hadn’t really spoke about it in a while and you didn’t want to bring it up just in case

As your mum pulled up, you looked out the window to see Ginny and Ron both beaming at you while Molly waved 

“Hello!” she greets

Your father is first to exit the car “Hey Molly” he gives her a quick hug before heading over to help Arthur fail to put one of the cases in the boot of their car

As you and Harry exit you barely have time to react as she pulls you in for a hug “Hello dear” she says warmly “You get prettier every time I see you” she cups your face “Won’t be long before someone snatches you up” she squishes your cheeks lightly

You knew Molly thought herself a bit of a matchmaker, and to her credit so far 2 out of her 3 predictions had come to pass, the only one she was wrong about was Tonks and Bill but, in your opinion, Bill and Fleur made much more sense. You had a feeling she wanted to set you up with one of her sons, Fred was a likely candidate and you were sure George was the other before she realised he was very much gay and in love with Lee Jordon

Molly proceeds to give Harry a hug before turning to Lily to discuss travel plans to which Ginny practically pounces on your brother giving him a long overdue hug and a sweet kiss that soon turns into a quick snog 

“Hi Ronny” you turn to Ron

He smiles brightly at you “Hey Y/n” he says moving in to give you a bear hug “Missed you” he murmurs into your hair

“Missed you too” 

As you pull away you hear a voice call from the house “Ginny it seems you have  a specky git attached to your face” you recognised it instantly, butterflies swarming your stomach before giggling as you saw your brother practically jump away from Ginny

“Shut it! You better get used to it” Ginny yells back before pulling your brother in for another kiss to which you and Ron fake gag, earning chuckles from the twins as they approach

“Long time no see Y/n” George greets you first pulling you in for a hug

Your arms wrapping around his torso “Hey Georgie” you say but he quickly pulls back putting on a hurt expression, he tuts at you ready to say something but you beat him to it “Don’t even try it…twins know twins” you throw him a wink

Yeah twins know twins when you have a crush on one, you think as you finally look up at Fred who’s already smirking at your hands on his hips “What am I, chopped liver?” he says teasingly

You laugh “Never” you turn to give him a hug, his arms wrapping around you protectively while yours slither around his waist

His hug was tighter than George’s which wasn’t strange you had always been closer, touchier with the elder twin, even before you developed your crush. You couldn’t help but nuzzle your head a little into his chest, breathing in his scent, merlin did he always smell great. You did reluctantly pull back, the hug was certainly one second longer than considered platonic, at least on your side, unfortunate to him you were just his younger siblings’ best friends, his best friend, nothing more than another sister

“Y/n! Can you come help?” your father calls out gesturing for you to come into the house, Arthur smiling next to him

You nod giving George and Fred a smile, your eyes’ lingering on Fred a little longer, before you walk away.

Fred watches your retreating figure, he was sure you had gotten prettier somehow, he hadn’t talked to you properly since new year but he had seen you in  Hogsmeade during the year. He would have said hello but you were busy with friends…well he hoped that boy was a friend anyway. 

He had fancied you for a while, there was always something drawing him to you, at first, he thought it was your shared love for trouble but it was when he danced with you at the yule ball he realised. When he danced with Angelina it was nice but with you in his arms it all felt perfect, easy. Everything was simpler with you, he worried less, smiled more, but he couldn’t do anything about it. He thought about it so many times but then he’d see you with his younger siblings, hear you call Ron your brother or Ginny your sister and he’d stop himself

He was so excited for this holiday; he and George weren’t originally meant to be going but he may have worked some magic so he could spend an entire week in the same house as you, hoping it would be a chance for him to finally build the courage to make a move

“Freddie” he jolts back, finally noticing his brother hand waving in front of his face

Ginny, Harry, Ron and George chuckle around him “What?” he crosses his arms shrugging

“Where were you just know?” Ron raises an eyebrow, he knew, Ginny knew, George definitely knew and Harry was well…Harry, the poor boy was obvious

Fred’s cheeks begin to heat up a little “Nowhere just spaced out” he waves it off

Luckily before any of them can attempt to tease him Lily and his mother re-join the conversation “So we were thinking about cars, we can fit three in the back of each so who wants to go with who?” she asks points between all them

Please let me be with y/n, it’s a five-hour drive…wait is it driving if your flying? he thinks to himself before he looks over at his sister “Me, Harry and Ron will go with Mum and Dad” she smiles hand moving to take Harrys and as he kisses her cheek Ron makes a face preparing himself to be the third wheel

“Okay great” Lily lights up “Looks like I get the car of trouble makers although I should be used to it by now with…” she starts but is cut off by James wrapping his arms around her “Jamie” she squeals a little as he tickles her

She giggles under his touch “What was that my love?” he smirks 

Molly just shakes her head at the couple smiling along with the rest of the teens, even after so many years together they were still like love sick teenagers. 

Fred glances over to see you coming out explaining something to his father, presumably something muggle related. While Ron, Ginny and Harry all climbed into the car, Ron insisting he sat in the middle, Fred admired you.

George chuckled as he heard his sister mutter ‘cockblock’ to Ron as she shut the car door then turned to his brother “Got a bit of drool there” he whispers teasingly “Ow” he lets out as Fred elbows him in the gut “Merlin” he rubs his stomach chuckling “Seriously though you ever gonna tell her?”

“No…yeah…maybe” Fred flounders over the answer

“Those are the options yes” he taunts “Missed me” George says dodging his elbow this time and again until their mother calls out

“Boys behave!” she shouts pointing warningly at them

“Sorry mum” they say in union as she gets into the car while Arthur just chuckles getting in the other side

Your dad turns to you “I’m so glad you and Harry didn’t do that it would have freaked me the fuck out” he whispers shaking his head

“You know I can still arrange for that to happen” you wiggle your eyebrows

He looks a little disturbed at the thought “Don’t you dare” he warns before blurting into laughter with you

Your giggles catch Fred’s attention again “So we heading?” George asks rubbing his hands together

Lily nods “Yeah I just need to check one of the directions with your father” your mum says before walking over to Arthur

“Oh and I need to pee” your father cringes “I’ll be right back” he walks off

The twins then share a look “Dibs on the widow” Fred and George say in together

Your head snaps towards them pouting “I’m gonna be squished” you complain, although you weren’t really, forced contact with Fred for 5 hours sounded pretty great to be honest

George chuckles walking to open the car door next to you while Fred moves around opening the other side and slipping in “After you” George motions for you to climb in “Ow” he yelps scrunching up his face as you flick his nose

You slowly climb in, seeing Fred already smiling at you “Hi” you whisper as you settle in the middle seat, a healthy centimetre between you both “Oh” you shift closer to Fred as George decides he’s going to enter the car arse first, your hand going to Fred’s thigh to steady you

His breath hitches, eyes fixed on your hand heat creeping up his neck before he moves his arm around you to pull you closer “If you wanted to sit on my lap you could have just asked” he channels his nerves into flirting

You turn from George to him, letting out a little giggle “Maybe later ginger” you wink nudging him playfully, his arm retracting as his twin settles into the seat much to yours and his dismay

You and Fred had a flirty relationship and even if you acted unphased you stomach was bursting with butterflies at the proximity, your legs still touching. Unknown to you Fred felt the same, resisting the urge to wrap his arm back around you. 

The car ride was long, made better by your dad and the twins all discussing pranks played over the years however you did start to get a little tired, leaning your head into Fred’s side, eyes drifting shut.It wouldn’t be the first time you had done this, back at Hogwarts many people did mistake you for a couple since you were so touchy with each other, especially since you also napped together on more than one occasion on the common room couch. Even your parents had an incline, the two of yours obvious yet oblivious feelings reminded them of a certain moon and star

“So, one time me and Pads…” James trails off as he turns around to look at you, Lily smiling at the scene in the rear view mirror, Fred’s eyebrows knit together “She’s fell asleep” your father whispers this time nodding towards you

Fred’s head pokes forward peering down at your sleeping figure, a smile gracing his face as he sits back. When his eyes return to James he’s met with a knowing look, his eyes flicking between the two of you before he turns back sticking up conversation with Lily as his hand moves to rest on his thigh

the elder twin debates for a second whether to wrap his arm back around you, eventually giving in, his heart soaring as you snuggle into him more “Simp” his brother whispers

“Fuck off” he mouths back but can’t shake the smile on his face

Once you got there Fred woke you up gently, all stretching as you exited the cars before heading towards the house where Hermione and Jess were there to greet you having car-shared together.

Ron didn’t give anyone else a chance to get to Hermione, both having a similar reuinion to your brother and Ginny while Jess walked straight up to you giving you a big hug “Hey gal”

“Hi” you pull back taking both her hands in yours “I’m so glad you could come”

You and Jess had bonded in your second year and her third. Despite being a Hufflepuff the two of you were like sisters and now you had graduated you would be moving into her flat with her which lied just off diagon alley. You all quickly caught up outside while your parents used magic to send your cases to your rooms 

You all turn as your parents approach “Right, all the bedrooms are upstairs apart from one in the attic” Lily starts to explain “Harry and Ginny you’re in the last room on the left, Hermione you and Ron are across from them…” the two couples smile happy they get to stay together “Fred, George, Jess and Y/n you all are in the attic space, now there are two beds in there so you’ll have to share” she gives you an apologetic look

“I hope they’re doubles because we ain’t gonna fit on a single together” Fred chuckles gesturing to his twin while on the inside he’s heart is racing at the thought of sharing a room with you

Lily giggles “They are double beds don’t worry boys” she reassures them

After dinner you, Jess and the twins head up to the attic, it was nice and cosy, even had a window seat that looked perfect for reading. You and Jess claim the bed on the right-hand side of the room before heading into the ensuite bathroom to get changed while the twins do the same in the room.

Fred pulls off his shirt, slipping out of his jeans while his brother talks lowly as to make sure you or Jess wouldn’t hear “Carrying on from earlier” he pulls out pyjama bottoms and a top form his case “Are you going to confess? It’s been years man”

Fred takes a deep breath, pulling out his own nightwear “I know but I’m just not sure if she likes me like that” he says shimmying into the bottoms while George does the same but rolling his eyes “Our friendship is perfect, but if I confess or make a move and she gets uncomfortable it’ll be ruined” he sighs, fiddling with his shirt as he realises it’s inside out

“I get it probably more than most I felt the same way about Lee” George admits pulling on his shirt “But what you need to ask yourself is y/n worth risking that chance, because sure there is a small chance she doesn’t feel the same but if she does, you’re going to get everything you’ve ever wanted…” he stops for a moment a cheeky look on his face “…and I won’t have to listen to your whining anymore”

“Hey” Fred chucks the shirt he was wearing earlier at him before putting on the other “You really…” he trails off hearing a knock from the bathroom

“You guys decent?” they hear Jess shout through the door

Fred and George chuckle “Yeah” the latter calls back

Jess exits first giving the boys a smile, moving over to get into bed while Fred waits for you, smiling as you shuffle out. His eyes wander over you, a baggy shirt, fluffy socks that looked ridiculously cute with the little shorts you were wearing. As you walked by he was so busy trying his best not to stare at your legs he missed the way your eyes trail all over his body as well

You’d managed to get a couple hours but as the clock ticked over to midnight you were wide awake. You sighed sitting up, napping in the car was definitely a bad idea. Jess was fast asleep next to you and as your eyes adjusted drifting over to the other bed you let out a quiet giggle, Fred was taking over the majority of the bed and you were almost certain George was going to fall out by morning. 

You decided to go down and get a drink thinking that might help so you shuffled out of bed making sure to fix the cover for Jess before heading out, being careful not to wake anyone

As you got to the bottom of the stairs you noticed your dad sitting by the deep window seat, head against the wall behind him as he looked out longingly “Dad?” you call out quietly

He turns to look at you tilting his head “Hey, what you doing up?” he asks, one leg moving as if preparing to come over if something was wrong

“I needed a drink” he seems to relax nodding his head “What you doing up?” you ask as you get to the door to the kitchen stopping

“Couldn’t sleep” he waves it off “Shouldn’t have drank so much coffee” he chuckles as do you

You walk into the kitchen, the interaction bothering you as you could tell your dad was lying. As you got to the sink you realised what it was, spotting the full moon out the window and now you understood this was why you woke up too. 

When you were younger and first learned about your uncle you couldn’t sleep during the moons for worrying about him so your dad would make you some hot chocolate with extra marshmallows. As you got older is was easier to get back to sleep and you didn’t need to be comforted but you never thought that perhaps those late-night sessions were consoling for him as well

You flicked on the kettle, preparing two hot chocolates, unfortunately there was no marshmallows so you grabbed some regular chocolate instead. Once they were made you carried the cups out and walked over to your dad, placing the cups on the sill next to him gaining his attention

He looks at you then down at the cups, a grateful smile on his face “Thank you” he leans forward being wary of the cups as he gives you a tight hug

Pulling back, you retrieve something from the pocket of your shorts “I couldn’t find marshmallows but I did find this” you hold it out

He takes it from you setting it down on the raised bit of window sill next to him along with the cups of hot chocolate “Come on” he gestures for you to join him, passing you one of the mugs when you do

You take a sip then lean your head on your dads’ shoulder “How do you think they’ll react when they find out I can fly?” you ask trying to take his mind off the fact one of his best friends is out there in pain

He lets out a laugh “Pads is gonna be jealous, the man loves being a dog but you’ve got him beat with that” he moves his head to kiss your hair

You and your dad stayed up for a while, discussing a plan of how to reveal your animagus to your uncles and even how to have a little fun with the others as well, since only your brother, mother and Arthur knew. The latter only finding out this morning as he needed you to hop under one of the cabinets to get the car keys after he dropped and kicked them under there by accident

Harry’s eyes drifted open, head tilting to look at the clock, 03:30, he felt a little parched so he slowly removed his arm from under Ginny’s head, placing a kiss to her temple. Shuffling down to the kitchen lazily he poured himself a glass of water as he walked out he spotted you and his dad curled up together to on the window sill sound asleep. Placing down his glass he grabbed a blanket and draped it over the two of you, smiling at the empty mugs and the wrapper. He kissed your forehead, making sure to grab the last bit of chocolate before he picked up his glass and headed back to bed

The next morning your eyes fluttered open to find yourself on one of the couches, a blanket over you, sitting up you turn to hear a voice as it enters the room “Hello sleepyhead” Fred greets putting down a plate of food on the table in front of you “Was just about to wake you” he notes taking a seat next to you as your legs swivel around

You rub your eyes “What time is it?” you ask reaching over to grab some breakfast

“Around 11, our parents went into town to get all the supplies we’ll need for meals this week and the others are outside by the loch thats little ways from the house” he says smiling

“Did someone move me?” you ask knowing the last thing you remembered was cuddling into your dad

He hums “Me and Georgie kinda woke the house up when he fell off the bed” he admits making you laugh “Anyway when we headed down your dad was just waking up saying to let you sleep in so I lifted you and put you here” he meets your eyes a soft smile playing on his lips

You nudge him gently “Thanks Freddie” you smile back before taking another bite of your breakfast

He loved it when you called him Freddie, it just rolled off your tongue perfectly. As you eat he stayed with you, taking about general topics, both of you smiling away and enjoying how easy it was between you both. Once you finished Fred said everyone was planning on taking a dip so you should put on your swim suit

“Hi!” you shouted over to your friends as you made your way towards the water

You heard a series of ‘hellos’ and ‘his’ as well as an ‘afternoon’ from George which made you giggle “The waters great come on in!” Ginny yells as she was standing in the shallow end throwing a frisbee with your brother, Hermione, Ron and Jess while the twins were preoccupied with splashing each other

“Coming!” you shout back

George and Fred stopped throwing water as you shouted, George moving into the deeper water to go a little swim while Fred did the same he kept one eye on you. Watching as you slipped off your shows, placing your socks in them before removing your shorts and top revealing your bikini. His mouth parted as his eyes trailed over you, lingering on some areas longer than he should have only tearing his eyes away when George splashed him

“Hey” he splashes back

George laughs about to tease him when both he and Fred are hit with a wave of water “Hi guys” you smirk swimming a little closer

“You’re gonna to pay for that” Fred makes his way over, you start paddling away but you aren’t quick enough as he grabs your waist lifting you up out of the water before chucking you back in

You let out a squeal that sounds something like ‘Freddie’ before you hit the water, breathing heavy as you head emerges from the water and you try to remove the hair from your face “Why didn’t I bring a bobble” you whine trying to keep yourself a float while you fix it but it’s no use

“Let me” you hear Fred say as he removes the pieces from your eyes allowing you to see him before you sink a little “Woah” his hands move to steady you “Here” he grasps your legs putting them around his waist “Hold on to me” you do as he says just nodding as the feeling of Freds hands gripping your thighs just now rendered you speechless

He gently removes the hair, as he does he realised what he just did and how close you are as he fixes the last piece “Hi” you whisper not removing your arms from his neck

“Hi” he whispers back hands tentatively holding your waist

You were sure you saw his eyes flick to your lips so you let yourself do the same, almost certain he was moving closer before the moment broken by Molly calling out “We’re back!” you quickly detangle yourself from Fred and he paddles back to a healthy distance as he sees your parents rounding the corner

After lunch everyone headed back out to the loch but this time you played various card games while your father and Arthur prepared the barbecue and your mother and Molly sunbathed. The rest of the day was normal but of course your moment with Fred plagued both of your minds and other little moments began occuring. You both noticed the way everything faded out at times when you caught the others eye, the spark when your hands brushed, the flirting that had seemed to increase. Everything about it made you feel like you might have a shot and Fred felt exactly the same.

“FUCK”

You and Jess jolt up to the sound of George yelping as he falls out of the bed for the second time in a row, looking over you see Fred cringing “You okay Georgie?” you bite your lip trying to hold in your laugh until you knew he was okay

He groans in reply standing up “Right that’s it” he points at Fred “One of you switch because imma kill him…seriously I’m going to break something at this rate”

“Not it” Jess says quickly to which George barks a laugh and you let out a huff “Sorry y/n by I don’t fancy being kicked out of bed” she puts up her hands defensively

You sigh muttering a ‘fine’ as you shuffle over and climb into the other bed “I’ll kick you back” you warn him although your stomach was in a tizzy that you would be sharing a bed

He chuckles “That’s fair” he says plainly, unable to come up with a quick reply in that moment as he slides back down into the covers with you while George does the same in the bed with Jess

You faced away from him, clutching at the end of the covers, you didn’t mean to stay far away, you just needed a moment to compose yourself without looking at his handsome face. You had slept next to each other but not like this, not in a bed and not now you were older. 

Meanwhile Fred stared at the back of your head, the week was looking a lot different now, it was hard enough last night with the proximity but you in the same bed, that was driving him insane. The urge to just wrap his arm around you and pull you into him was so strong, not to mention the urge to kiss you earlier which he almost succumbed to if not for his mothers interruption

A few minutes later you hear gentle snores coming from George and Jess, clearly falling asleep right away so you shuffle around, causing Fred to close his eyes pretending to sleep “You awake?” you whisper poking his nose, smiling at how it squishes

He scrunches it up a little but keeps his eyes closed “Freddie” you poke his nose again “Talk to me I’m bored” you whine

His lips tug up “I’m sleeping”

You giggle a little, the sound warming his heart “Please” you pout “If you talk to me I promise not to push you out of the bed” you bargain

He chuckles opening his eyes “Hi” he greets making you smile

“Hi” you say looking proud with yourself that he conceded

He takes a deep breath, admiring the way the moonlight light up your face “So what do you want to talk about?” he asks shifting in the bed a little to get comfy

You look in thought for a second “Who’d you think win in a battle Minnie or Sevy?” you pose

“Minnie hands down” he answers straight away

“That was an easy one i’ll admit...okay your turn to ask me a random question” you smile unintentionally shuffling close to him

He smiles at you thinking for a second “If you could be an animagus what form you think you’d take” he asks making you giggle “What?” he looks at you strangely “You were always going on about it back when I was at school with you” he defends his question

“I know sorry I just wasn’t expecting it” you try to recover “Before I answer what do you think I’d be?” you turn it on him

“This seems like an unfair game or a trick question” he eyes you, saying quiet for a moment before he answers “A bird?” your eyes widen that he managed to guess it “Alright before you say that’s a crap guess let me explain” he points at you while a smile just graces your face “Your always so free, maybe not very graceful…hey” he chuckles as you nudge him with your knee “I think it would suit you, besides just imagine how much mischief we could get up to if you could fly”

You nod “Very true” now you couldn’t wait to prank him “Although...” your expression drops a bit “...it’s been a long time since we created mischief...together anyway” you say sadly

“It has” he agrees “I’ve missed you” he says sincerely “I’ve missed having you around”

He really had, he was counting the days until you graduated so you could join him and George, of course much like you he wasn’t sure if that was something you still wanted

“Me too I am pretty great” you smirk 

he doesn’t laugh this time instead just smiles dearly “That you are” he says quietly, eyes meeting as you both fall into a peaceful silence for a good few minutes

He notices you shiver “Cold?” his eyebrows furrow

You shuffle a little close making his breath hitch “I think there’s a draft on this side of the room” you hug the covers closer before peering up at him “Freddie?” you bite your lip

“Mhm?” he hums back eyes flicking to your bitten lip before returning to your eyes

“Can we cuddle like we used to in the common room? I’m cold” you admit, looking at him with doe eyes he could never say no to

His heart jumps “Of course” he opens his arms letting you cuddle into him before wrapping them softly around you

“Thanks Freddie” you mumble into his chest, feeling relaxed as you breathe in his scent

“Anytime love” he kiss the top of your hair letting himself smell your hair

“Night” you whisper nudging your nose into him

“Night” he squeezes you gently

[sweeethinny]

what you don't ask that I don't do, right?

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Day 11 part II: First Kiss

‘’Hey, Evans’’ James tried his best to sound normal, not wanting to appear too enthusiastic and nervous, pretending not to be waiting since he realized she had left.

‘’Hi, James’’ Lily didn’t seem like the most lively person in the world, hugging herself as if she were cold and her cheeks were a little flushed. He wondered where she was, and a part of his head imagined that maybe she had gone to meet that ravenclaw who was always flirting with her in Astronomy class. ‘’The party ended early’‘ There was no one else there but him, and Sirius would surely laugh if he knew that James had expected the redhead to know where she went from.

''Minerva discovered us'' shrugged ''I was reading'' He pointed to the book in his lap, hoping she wouldn't ask any questions since not a line had been absorbed ''Erm ... how are you?'' The green eyes didn't look so bright, but James figured it was because she looked cold. ‘’Here’’ He stood up, placing the blanket on the sofa around her icy shoulders, trying to pretend naturally

‘’Thank you .’’ She sat on the couch next to he, putting her legs together against her chest and suddenly looking small and fragile ‘‘Amelia didn’t want to be with you down here?’’

‘’Who?’’ Was it his impression or did Lily look much more bitter than she usually was? ‘’Ah. Amelia. No, she went up’’ James made a face ‘’She is ..’’ It’s not you ‘’Too much .. you know? Just like when you said that Sirius was sometimes too much ... so is she. And I already feel good enough with just him’’ He nodded, feeling a little stupid about his upset stomach and flushed cheeks. Fortunately, Lily seemed oblivious.

‘’She is beautiful’’ James snorted

‘’Trying to get me a girlfriend, Evans?’’ He joked, a little worried if she agreed, because he would never be able to take this out anymore. Not now that they were beginning to understand each other.

''No, just ... erm .. I just said'' She shrugged, blushing the color of fire that crackled in front of them, biting her cheek as she always did when embarrassed / nervous, while pulling her knees closer  "But ... um .. are you looking for a girlfriend?" James stared at the fire, a little confused by all that talk

''No. Actually, I don’t know’’ He told the truth, moving a little uncomfortably on the couch ‘’I didn’t stop to think about it too much’’

The two were silent, James afraid to ask if she was thinking about it, and if the answer was yes, who she wanted to date. He wanted to say that there was already thinking about it, and every time it was Lily who was beside him, smiling lovingly and taking his hand, not caring about his cheesy gestures of love, because James would have many.

But Lily would probably be with another boy, some smarter and less ... James. Her friends didn't like him, Hestia was the kindest, but even so she always looked a bit angry when he and she were going to patrol together, and he didn't blame them, because he would do the same thing to anyone who disturbed the peace of one of his friends.Not that he did that already thinking of annoying her, but lately he thought before doing any nonsense, and was much more mature than in the fourth / fifth year.

At least he think.

‘’You played well’’ She broke the silence ‘‘Even though I don’t understand much.’’

''Thank you'' James smiled, again nervous ''It's nice that you went to see our game ... And I can explain some things to you, if you want'' Lily looked at him finally, blinking a little confused, her eyebrows coming together as she lay down slightly head

‘’Thank you .. It would be nice. I would love to’’ He nodded, controlling himself not to smile

‘’In the next game, which is Ravenclaw against Slytherin, you can sit with all of us and we’ll explain it to you’’ Lily made a face

‘’I don’t know if your friends will like it’’ This time, James made a confused face

''Why? Sirius would love to be able to prove to Peter that he knows more about Quidditch’’ He joked, laughing softly imagining the scene ‘’They’ve been having this discussion about who knows more’’

‘’But Sirius doesn’t like me’’

''Since when? I think he prefers you to me sometimes’’ Lily arched an eyebrow, blushing as she snorted

‘’ He never looks happy when I’m around ’’ James shrugged

‘’He’s going through a bit of a shitty moment ’’ He didn’t want to go into the details of his family having sent him a very horrible and disgusting letter for finding out about the fight between him and Regulus. ‘’But he likes you’’

‘‘I didn’t know ’’ Lily looked really upset ‘’Huh .. anyway.. I need to go to sleep ’’  He shook his head

‘’Me too ’’ James stood up, and then he wanted to bang his head against the coffee table ‘‘It is late ’’

''Yes ​​... Will Quidditch classes still take place?'' He nodded, a little too hopeful for his own safety ''Ok. Good night, Potter '' Lily didn't seem so cold anymore, and James even thought he saw a little smile be born in her beautiful face

‘’Good night, Lily ’’ He accompanied her to the bottom of the stairs that led to the girls ’dorm, smiling awkwardly as he waited for her to go up.

"Without Evans today?" The redhead stopped walking, looking at him in a whole new way, getting too close and lifting her chin to look at him, her green eyes shining more than Flu, looking much more alive than minutes ago. James let himself be proud to imagine that he had done this

'' Just changing a little bit '' She laughed, lowering her face and letting her hair fall like a frame around herself, and James almost sighed when the smell entered his nostrils, trying to run his fingers through the reddish brown strands , that in that light, shone like gold.

‘’ I like it when you call me Lily ’’ She looked at him again, fixing the bangs that fell over her dark lashes

'' Good, because it's your name '' James joked, taking a snort from her and laughing at her reaction, stuffing his hands in his pockets to stop himself from messing with the threads that fell over her shoulder '' I missed you at the party today ''

''Yes? You seemed amused by Amelia ’’ He rolled his eyes, focusing on anything but her, denying it while he thought of a way to say that without implying that he had been waiting for her since he saw her leave.

‘’ I already said it wasn’t anything’’ He shrugged ‘’And yes, I felt it. Remus danced over one of the tables ’’ The redhead laughed, her green eyes bulging

''I lost it?! Shit! ’’ James nodded, laughing as he remembered his friend

‘’ It was fucking fun. You should have stayed and seen ’’

‘’ I needed to be silent ’’ He nodded, a little nervous and anxious, touching his hair and scratching the back of his neck with the sensation that ran through his body

‘’ We can break some rules to make this happen again ’’ He suggested, looking closely at the most beautiful green eyes he had ever seen in his life

‘’We? ’’ He shrugged

‘’ I’m sure it will be more fun if you’re together ’’ Lily seemed to think, before nodding and going back to silence, looking at him as if she wanted to say something very important but didn’t know how.

Was it now that she was going to break his heart, saying she was dating another?

‘’ I need to go up ’’ But Lily made no move to turn around

''Yes ... me too '' And before he could finish his sentence and wish the second good night, Lily took a step closer and kissed him, much more impulsive than he had ever seen her, seeming to taste a new dessert , still deciding if she liked it

He definitely did.

Lily had soft lips and James didn't even need much to get hooked, besides being close so her scent seemed duplicated, leaving him in the air, lost and happy about it. He could barely contain his hands, not knowing whether to leave them on her waist or her soft face, just as her thin, delicate hands were caressing his cheek.

It was so good that he wouldn't even care that they were glued together forever.

''Finally!" A round of applause came from behind them, along with whistles and cheers. James thought he was ready to curse the noisy idiots behind him.Lily looked just as angry, even if ashamed, arching an eyebrow at her friends.

‘‘ Didn’t I say Mary? ’’ Remus laughingly said ‘‘You can pass the money over here’’ The girl snorted, rolling her eyes and putting her hand inside her pocket.

‘’ Finally, Potter. I don’t know if we could take any more of you waiting for Evans until late, or making up reasons to throw parties ’’ Sirius smiled from ear to ear, looking amused by his friend’s embarrassment. Just like the other five idiots ‘‘ Now Evans .. I hate you !? Honestly woman, have you not noticed my effort to make you always alone with our Jamesy, here? How is it to hate you? Merlin, and I think you were smart! ’’

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I Can Be With You ~Remus Lupin

RemusLupin x Fem!Reader

Pairing: Remus Lupin (young) x female reader

Genre: Fluff, bit angst/sadness in the beginning

Tw: swearing? and my awful writing ;) (If you find something you find needed to mentioned let me know)

Summary: Remus has finally let it out, he told her and to his surprise and fear she said it back. Now he is trying to avoid her at all costs, because that would hurt less than forcing her with a werewolf, right?... (this is part 2 of 'I Can't Be With You')

Good to know: Last year Hogwarts, Y/n is Hufflepuff and pureblood, Italic is mostly flashbacks, Y/n (your name), Y/n/n (your nickname), Y/n/l (your last name), June Montegmory (Y/n's bestfriend, if this is your name im so sorry) I used Kaya Scodelario as a reference for her :)

Part one - part two

Enjoy!

Remus had done everything in his power to avoid her, Y/n Y/l/n, other wise known as the girl of his dreams.

It sounded weird and maybe mean to call her such as he had turned her down and yet before that kissed her and professed his liking, (love), for her.

He planted his lips on hers, while his hands found her waist. She melted in his arms, her hands tangling in his hair and her eyes closed. She loved how she could feel the little cut in his lip and how his hands would tighten around her waist when she tugged at his roots.

He loved how her soft lips felt, they were even softer than he imagined. He was getting addicted at her pulling his hair softly and massaging his scalp while he could freely explore her back and waist.

But then flashes from his transformation flashed before his eyes, him hurting Y/n and her screaming for him to stop. His heart sank when he realized he couldn't give her what she deserved, so he pulled back tears pooling in his eyes.

"I can't do this to you. I can't make you love me, I'm sorry."

She looked confused, "You don't have to make me love you, I alre-"

He shut her up with placing his lips on hers again, "don't say that please," he whispered against her lips. "I can't let you love me."

"Why?" she wanted to cry, but she was just so hurt it was numb, while his tears rolled over his cheek.

"I'm a monster, now even more than before. Please, just forget me, and be happy."

His hands left her waist and she already missed his body heat, he wasn't a monster and she would never think so, not even after he left her like this, because that's what you do when you love someone.

Y/n knew he was ignoring her and honestly, it broke her even more. If he didn't want to be with her, fine, but telling her he liked her then kissing her to then just shut her out; wasn't fair.

It was mean, and ruthless.

But it didn't matter, because she couldn't help it but love him, his stupid smile, his stupid fluffy hair, his stupidly cute frown, and his stup-

"Y/n?" June asked.

"Sorry? I wasn't paying enough attention, I'm sorry." Y/n hated what effect it had on her, how she would zone out in class, not hear her friends call to her, and drown herself in homework just so something was on her mind.

She couldn't think of him, yet he never leaves her mind completely.

Everybody noticed the change in her mood, how she always was happy and laid-back, she now was always stressed and looked tired.

Remus noticed this too and he didn't know if it made him guilty or not, and it sure made him rethink his decision every time. It wasn't fair of him to kiss her and then tell him they couldn't be together. He was being immature, and just a grade A asshole.

Y/n was wondering about it almost every time of every day, was it her? Was she in the end not what he wanted, did he just want to kiss her and not even once consider her feelings? What did he mean with being a monster? Nothing made sense anymore, everything was just a spiral of more questions.

"Y/n? You did nothing wrong you know that right?" June was worried about her friend, she hadn't been herself and she couldn't pin point were the problem was.

Of course she had made the connection to Remus, she could see her lingering stares on him and his on her, when she wasn't looking. She noticed how her friend was drowning herself in home work and saying 'sorry' to almost everything that wasn't even her fault.

"Yeah, I'm just gonna go," Y/n spoke softly her books clutched in her hands, "homework."

June was beyond furious now, she was hurting so much yet talking about it was something she obviously wasn't going to do. So she was going to talk to the only other person who would know what was going on, Remus fucking John Lupin himself.

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"Talk," June was standing before her fellow prefect, Remus. They had rounds together, she asked to be put together, Y/n was head girl so she wasn't around at the moment.

"W-what?" he was slightly scared of June not gonna lie, she was bloody scary if she wanted to and now she sure as hell did.

"What did you do?" her blue eyes were boring into his and he didn't know how to react. He was maybe slightly frightened by her?

"What are you on about?" he asked, and if he wasn't talking to June maybe the person would've believed he honestly didn't know but she could see right through him.

"Y/n," she responded flatly, "what have you said or done."

He sighed, he knew someone was going to confront him about it, he just wasn't ready for it yet. Their little conversation was almost two weeks ago, and he hadn't bothered to talk to anyone about it.

He just couldn't, and he didn't even know why it broke him so hard.

"Nothing," his voice turned just as monotone and flat as hers.

"yes, she hasn't been doing well, she sin't herself and everybody knows it! For gods sake! All you two ever did was stare longingly at each other, and now she looks at you as if you've burned down her world while you stare at her as if you're looking at a broken china doll."

"I, I made a stupid mistake, but I can't set it right."

"That's the most bullshit reason ever."

"I just," he didn't know why was even considering telling June, he didn't know her and for all he knew she would just blab her mouth to Y/n, "I liked her, no, I- I still do. It's just, I don't know how we would work, and I came to that conclusion after."

"After what?"

"I kissed her," he looked at the dark brunette while her eyes widened, "And then I-I told her we couldn't be together, and left, I fucking left June!"

The dark haired girl stood speechless, she knew of her best friend's crush, of course, but what he did was extremely unexpected at least to her.

Her mouth hung to the floor and her eyes dropped open as if she saw light for the first time in years.

"I know," he sighed,, he already knew she would react like this, who wouldn't?

"Fix it," she said slowly and weirdly soft, gentle. "I know she still has the same feelings and by how sad you sound I'l guessing you do too."

She was right and he knew it, but how would he tell the most perfect girl in his eyes that he was what he was; a monster.

"I'll try."

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The next days Remus was building up courage to talk to her, but she was slowly giving up, she lost faith that maybe he felt the same. It was probably a stupid Marauder prank, it was meaningless.

But why did he kiss her so passionately?

"You've been staring at her for weeks! Please tell me you are finally planning to talk to her again," James pleaded, he was done with his friend being a mopping wolf all the time.

Just as were their other friends, he was always sour around the full moon and they respected it, but now he was sour all the time and even worse at the full moon, that was a few days ago.

"I am, actually. June talked to me while we were doing our prefect rounds, and she told me that Y/n stilled liked me and that I should just talk to her."

"Finally!!" a very dramatic Sirius exclaimed. Which did cause them to get a few weird looks but, they didn't mind, the sour wolf maybe would be gone!

When Remus saw his girl leave the great hall he stood up immediately, he wasn't going to let this opportunity pass.

But just as he was about to follow her he sank down again.

"What just happened, wasn't there supposed to be applause or a kiss or something?" Marlene asked, "Why did he sit back down?!"

"She wouldn't want to talk to me," Remus muttered, "she should just move on, I'm bad for her anyway."

"No way Moony! We aren't letting you throw away this chance again!"

"She's perfect for you! She'd understand, you just have to tell her!!"

"Alright," he mumbled, and stood up again. He was going to talk to her, and he wouldn't let it go badly again.

He almost ran out the great hall but his nerves slowed him a bit down. He searched everywhere, their common room, the kitchens and she was nowhere to be found. So, he was going to look at the last place, the Black Lake.

And that's where he found her sitting with a book in her hand, and head hung low, if he looked closely he thought he could even see a few tears.

"Y/n?" he asked, whispered more like.

Her head shot up from her book but didn't look at him, she just stared out before her at the lake. "What are you doing here?"

He swallowed hard, he knew he had hurt her but seeing her like this, red puffy eyes, anxiety marks on her neck, black circles under her eyes, and tear stains on her cheeks, made him realize how bad he hurt her.

"I- I wanted to talk to you," he sighed, nerves taking over him. He hadn't meant to hurt he, in fact he wanted to make her avoid the pain.

"Why?" she finally looked up at him, "You didn't bother for maybe a month?"

His heart broke even more if it could. He had ignored her for so long, but was so caught up in his self-misery that he didn't notice how she was also counting the days, hours... months, they didn't speak.

"I am sorry," he looked down, he couldn't look at her this moment. "I- I shouldn't have done that and-"

"So it was a prank?" she asked, but more like stated it, as if she expected it to be, "it looked fun to you to just walk up to someone and say you like them... kissing them. Does that seem like a prank to you?"

"It wasn't a prank!" his eyes were now also brimmed with a few tears, while hers were dried, she wouldn't cry in front of him, "did you really think I would do something like that? To you?"

He asked it, but her answer surprised him, " Yes."

The look of hurt plastered on his face grew, she noticed, "How could I not? When somebody says they like you, and even kiss you!, you don't expect them to say you can't be together! So the only explanations are: 1) it was a lie and the person didn't actually love you, 2) it was a prank.

You can't blame me for believing for a moment that you would pull a prank, you're a Marauder after all, maybe even the most brilliant one of them."

She was right, and he could follow her reasoning, it was true, but ti wasn't. It was true that he was a prankster and it could've been, but it wasn't because it just wasn't a prank.

"If I told you it wasn't a prank?" he looked at her, straight in her eyes, "Would you believe me?"

"I don't know," she whispered honestly, "why wouldn't you want to be with me then?"

He sighed, and looked at the ground, Remus couldn't tell her. he thought he was ready to tell her, but now he wasn't so sure.

"Would you really think I'm capable to do such a cruel joke?"

"Remus," she was broken and he could hear it in her voice, but it still sounded amazing how she spoke his name. "i don't, didn't think you would do something like that, but I believed it.

Because everything sounded better than settling on the fact that you..." her eyes filled with tears again, why did he have such an effect on him?!

"That I, what?" he asked gently, he was fighting the urge to just wipe away her tears, he couldn't stand how her beautiful eyes were filled with the salty liquid, and he was the reason what broke him even more.

"That you, you just didn't love me."

He was speechless, he hadn't expected that, yet he was also happy about it. She didn't really expect him to be awful, which was a relief. But if it broke her so much thinking he didn't love her, it would've meant she loved him back, right?

"I- I," he wanted to tell her, to shout it out but how her eyes filled with tears looked into his, he didn't find the words anymore. So, Remus did the only thing where he could express his feelings with without having to say anything.

Kissing her.

At first, she didn't kiss him back, he would probably just pull away and run... again.

But in the end she kissed him back, she just liked the feeling of his lips too much. And if he did run away again, she would at least have this kiss, again...

She started to pull away, but he didn't like that so he reached forward and kissed her even harder and more passionate than before.

Y/n melted in the kiss right away, untill they came in an uncomfortable position, he was leaning sideways as did she. So he pulled her of the ground and placed her in his lap. Where he wanted her to stay, for as long as he could have her;

The beautiful girl, now situated in his lap, pulled away though, after realizing he still didn't really explain himself.

"Why did-"

"I love you."

Now it was her turn to be stunned, "You," she spoke pointing at him, "like me?" she asked doubtfully, while now pointing at herself.

He mimicking her actions pointed at himself, "I love," he started then turned her finger to her, "you."

"Then why did you run away?" she asked.

"Because I was scared," he started honestly, it's now or never, "I was scared you would leave me-"

"But you left me."

"And that was the most stupid thing I have ever done," he chuckled softly and very embarrassed, but it made her chuckle a bit too. "I was scared, you'd be scared of me."

"Why would I be?" Y/n still situated in his lap, asked, putting her hands on his cheeks almost forcing him to look at her, "Can you give me a reason, why I should be scared?"

"I'm a monster Y/n, you deserve way more."

She hated how he talked about himself, she may not know why he thought so, but she knew it couldn't be that bad to make her think the same.

"You are way more than I deserve," why couldn't he just see that he was all she wanted, and that that'll never change, it'll be him in a heartbeat.

"No, you don't know that. You deserve someone, who could promise you the world a-and money, a stable life, a family and not some messed up," he took a deep breath, "a messed up me."

"Tell me then.

Tell me why you are, in your eyes, a messed up someone. Because in the end, it's my decision, if I want to be with you, who you really are with your flaws and your good habits. I'll love you either way."

"Y-you love me?"

"I do, I really do," she smiled sadly, and she pointed at herself, "I love," and while pointing at him she smiled, "you."

"I'm a werewolf."

"What?"

He sighed, he shouldn't have thought so stupidly! Of course she would be disappointed, his head fell and she could feel the tears on her shirt.

"Remus-"

"No, don't. Just don't."

"Remus, listen to me!" his head shot up at her, she had raised her voice but he couldn't spot anger he was confused, now more than ever.

"I'm sorry, if that came of wrong. I didn't mean it, as if I was disgusted, I just wasn't expecting it. I don't care, really. You aren't a monster, you're Remus Lupin, and to me you'll always be."

"But, I'm a-"

But before he could say his sentence she had herself pressed against him, her lips locked with his and her hands in his hair. She couldn't stand it, how he talked so badly about himself.

"Don't say that," she murmured against his lips.

"But, I am one, and you should scream at me and run a-and-"

"Shut up."

"You are not a monster, not to me. You can try to tell me o-or convince me other wise, but it won't work. It wont work. Not on me."

"I don't deserve you, we - I, i can't be with you..."

"No, you can," she stated, "Now it's just the question if you want to be with me. Because I do, I want to be with you and I can, if you let me in. If you would just let me love you.

Remus John Lupin, just let me love you."

"i want to, i so desperately want to be. But I can't let you throw away your life like that."

"I won't," her eyes were boring into his, her face was so close to his, and she looked so kissable, so sweet. Y/n couldn't understand when or how she could make him believe he was what she wanted. She would never, ever want someone else, just him and his love; like he had hers.

"if you love me enough to give me- us a chance, let me know. Because I can't deal with the idea of you not loving me, not being this close to you as I am now. I want to show you that you are and can be loved, everybody who doesn't is daft. Let me love you, please."

His breath was short and a bit delayed, his eyes were watery but his smile was permanently pasted on his face. "I want to be with you," he finally whispered while already dipping his head a bit down to capture her lips between his.

"But, can you be with me? Because you can want to, but are you ready to let me love and care for you? To tell about your werewolf antics, because I want to be there for you.

I don't care what you are, to me you'll always be Remus Lupin, even when you are undergoing your problems.

That's what you do for the ones you love..."

"I can be with you," he stated. He had never been more sure about anything. "I want to be with you, and I'll love you till the end of the line. i just don't want you to get hurt."

"i won't," she promised with a soft peck on his kissable lips, "I won't bring me or you in danger, but I'll be waiting every morning after a full moon and i'll love you either way."

"I love you"

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It had been a few weeks since then. Both couldn't have been happier.

Remus couldn't stop himself from smiling at her every time they passed or he could just see her, his girlfriend.

At first they went on a few dates but he couldn't bare it to not call her his, so he made Y/n his, and his only.

They hadn't told their friends yet, of course everyone noticed the change of mood in the both of them but if someone asked they just shrugged or gave very vague answers.

"Soooo...?"

Remus went straight to his dorm after their rendez-vous, he couldn't bring the smile of his face. They loved each other and he could be open about his problems, they kissed and laughed, they kissed a bit more, and laughed even more...

"What?" the tall boy asked.

"What?" James mimicked, "Tell us!!"

"there's nothing to tell." he shrugged. Very amused at his best friends' interest.

"Moony!!"

Of course Y/n couldn't keep it from June though.

"He asked!" the hufflepuff screamed when she plopped down on her bed next to June's.

"WHo did what?"

"remus, he asked me to be his-"

"Girlfriend?!"

Y/n didn't even respond she squealled with a dreamy smile on her face. June her response was jumping on top of her friend's bed squealling along with her.

"How did he do it?"

"Well,

we were walking around Hogsmeade, and we saw a lake. I started tugging on his arm saying I wanted to ice skate. He laughed at me, but not mean, you know just his dreamy, cute little sm-"

"You're going off topic Y/n!!"

"Right," she said clearing her throat, "we transfigured our shoes to ice skates, and just skated for a while. At first I wasn't that good but he always held my hand so I wouldn't fall and such. Then he told me he had something special he wanted to do, so I skated to the edge while he started making this ridiculous moves.

But then he signed me to come closer again, and I looked down to see he had spelled 'Be mine?' on the ice!!!"

"Oh My Helga!!"

"Moony you've been awfully happy for a full moon Today," Peter said next to him.

"That's because today is special."

"How come."

"be-"

When he started his sentence the door opened behind them and he turned around, making eye contact with the prettiest girl he had ever seen, his girlfriend.

"because I have my girlfriend," he sighed softly. Before walking up to Y/n who had stood still once they made eye contact.

"hi love," he whispered in her shoulder, after he pulled her in a hug.

"He-" but she was cut of be him pressing their lips together again. She just melted into it, ignoring the shouts and whistles from the other students, she was his and he was hers. She didn't care if they could see that, because all that mattered anyway was him and her, them.

"MOONY! I FEEL BETRAYED!!"

You're not alone Siri."

"Why didn't we know?!"

"Let them be!!"

"But Lily-Flower! They just kissed and are still staring in each other eyes while whispering and-"

"It's true love!!"

A smirk came up on James' face, "Like we are?"

She just blushed shaking her head and heading for a table.

"She is right though," Remus whispered to his love, "You are my one true love.

And you'll always be."

A/n

Okay I actually really liked this!! I was supposed to be doing homework but...

Hope you enjoyed! have a great day!!

also the last seen from Lily saying "it's true love" reminded me of this gif...

:)))))

Also reminder to:

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Hope you enjoy!

[katelynnwrites]

pairing: platonic Jill Roord x f!Reader

warnings: none

word count: 1246

summary: what having jillie as your team mom is like, told from various perspectives

Team Mom

You squirm in your seat, distracted by the pre game chaos of the locker room. Loud laughter was ringing off the walls and Lisa had her camera out, recording some hilarious new antic of Beth’s for the WePlayStrong vlog. Lia was blocking you but if you could just lean a little more forward...

‘Kleintje sit still!’ Jill swats you lightly on the shoulder with her free hand and you grumble but do as she asks.

Her slim fingers work quickly, tying off the braided ponytail with practiced ease.

‘There all done.’ She says, giving you a final once over.

‘Thanks Jillie!’ You’re quick to jump out of your seat, wanting to go see what Beth and the others were doing.

Shooting a bright smile at the older Dutch girl, you giggle as she rolls her eyes fondly.

******

Another shout of laughter goes up as you join Viv on the edge of the circle, looking on as Beth attempts to juggle three bananas.

Viv glances down at you, taking note that Jill had once again braided your hair like hers.

‘You’re good for her you know? Made her grow up a little.’

Turning your head towards her, you stare in confusion, ‘What?’

‘Nothing...just that you’re really lucky to have her. She’s real lucky to have you too.’ Viv tells you with a kind look in her blue eyes.

Not quite sure what to say in response, you settle on a nod before shifting your attention back to Beth who had once again failed to succeed much to the amusement of everyone else.

******

Viv smiles quietly to herself, watching as you go over to Jill, initiating your pre game handshake that ends with a tight hug, your team mom resting her chin on your head. It’s rapidly followed by one last karaoke duet of Breaking Free from High School Musical, the two of you jumping up and down excitedly. She shakes her head, realising not for the first time how alike the both of you were.

It had taken the entire team by surprise when Jill had declared herself your team mom the moment she met you. No one had been more surprised than her, in all the years she had known the younger Dutch girl, not once had she shown any interest in mentoring a youngin.

Nobody would have thought that the 24 year old would ever become a team mom yet here they were watching her pick up after you, check that you were resting and eating well, making sure that you had clean kits. She had even gone so far as to ensure you were coping with your school work.

******

Viv expected it, Jill calling dibs on you as her partner when lockdown was announced. Joe had decided it was best that the team pair up to quarantine together to ensure that everyone could have a workout partner.

What she didn’t expect was Jill bringing you back to Oldenzaal with her. Then again nothing Jill did should have surprised her any further. She was nothing if not a dedicated team mom.

******

‘Got everything? Boarding pass? Passport?’ Jill asked, once again double checking that you had everything you needed for the flight and extended stay in Holland.

Nodding, you glance unsurely at her before worriedly saying, ‘You sure about this? Like will your family be okay with me staying with you?’ Jill pauses what she was doing, smiling reassuringly at you.

‘You’re family kleintje. I promise that they’re really excited to meet you and have you there.’

******

‘Little one you need to get faster if you’re ever going to catch up with me…’ Jill teased, holding out a hand to pull you up.

Sprawled on your back after the long morning run, you let out an exhausted laugh.

‘You cheated.’

Jill withdraws her hand, dramatically placing it over her heart as she gasps in mock offense.

‘I cheated?’

Gesturing vaguely at the surroundings, ‘You grew up here. You only won because you know the surroundings better!’

‘Okay obviously you are not going to let this go so even though I won, I’ll let you have a rematch back to the house.’

She sticks out her hand again but you smirk mischievously and roll to the side, scrambling to your feet.

‘Last one back has to wash the stinky cleats!’

‘Now that’s definitely cheating!’ Jill calls after you even as she rushes to catch up.

******

The patch of sunshine you’d curled up in was warm and your spot on the couch was so comfortable you were dozing off.

‘Kleintje!’

Jill jumped onto the couch next to you, bouncing up and down in excitement.

You crack open an eye, staring at her in amusement.

‘The weather’s perfect for surfing! Davy and Boyd are coming too. Are you in?’

You grin.

‘Of course.’

******

Daan smiles, liking your new Instagram post of you and Jill’s family, holding surfboards with bright grins on all your faces. It’s captioned, ‘Having the time of my life with my bestie and her family.’

She hadn’t ever doubted that you would have a good time in her home country.

******

Jill suppresses a giggle, pulling a face and snapping a quick selfie of you fast asleep on her shoulder, mouth slightly ajar.

She tags you in it, uploading it to her story captioned, ‘Back to England with this one…’

******

You sit at the breakfast bar in her apartment, swinging your legs as Jill put the last pannenkoek on a plate.

‘Thanks Jillie.’

‘You’re welcome kleintje. Now eat up.’

Grinning, you dig into the food she made. Jill’s Dutch pancakes really were the best.

******

‘Now over here we have these two sleeping children. This one is only sixteen so she’s allowed to be a kid but this one….’

Lisa points to Jill, ‘This one is twenty four and still acts like she’s also sixteen.’

The camera zooms in on the both of you, your head on Jill’s shoulder, her arm wrapped around your shoulders. The bus is dark, the majority of the Arsenal girls fast asleep.

Lisa’s voice is soft as she continues, ‘Just kidding. She only acts like a kid sometimes. Even then, she’s the best team mom ever. Honestly the two of them are so much more than teammates, they’re best friends. You’ll never see one without the other.’

******

‘How do you feel about winning Player of The Match?’

‘Really thankful and grateful to all the fans who voted for me but honestly I couldn’t have done it without Jill. So this award should actually belong to her.’ You say, smiling brightly at the reporter.

‘Jill as in Jill Roord right? I’ve heard that she is your so called “Team Mom”?’

‘Yeah. She’s also my best friend.’ Your smile widens as you glance at Jill who was doing her own post match interview halfway down the pitch.

‘What’s it like having Jill as your team mom?’

‘It’s the best thing and also the worst thing. See Jill’s a morning person and she absolutely loves to go on morning runs. Meanwhile, I hate mornings and she knows that but it doesn’t stop her from jumping on my bed to wake me up every single morning before asking me to go with her.’

The reporter laughs and you grin in response before adding, ‘Aside from that, yeah I’m pretty lucky to have her. She’s helped me improve a lot not just as a player but also a person. Wouldn’t be who I am today without her.’

Dutch Translations:

Kleintje - Shorty/Little One

Pannenkoek - Dutch Pancake