#little does he know sirius secretly likes him too

[cherryberry1403]

Gold rush is remus trying to stop himself from falling for the great sirius black because everyone worships the ground he walks on and remus does not like slow motion double vision in a rose blush

[moonstruckme]

hi maeeee!! can i request a poly! marauders where maybe reader is fighting with only one them and the others are shocked when they find out and try their very best to fix it even though things are quite tense? thanks maeeeee ilyyyy💐💐💐

Thanks for your patience with this one angel! It's not as angsty as I planned when I started writing it, but I hope you enjoy it <3

poly!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 1.8k words

It’s James who finds you this time. You’re curled up in a corner of the couch, pretending to read whilst secretly feeling sorry for yourself. Your boyfriend sits next to you, touching your shoulder so that you turn to him for a kiss. 

“Still upset?” he asks after a peck. 

You ignore the complicated, knotty feeling that makes itself known in your chest. “Not at you.” 

“No, I know.” James smiles a little, gifting you another kiss. “I’d be coming in here with my tail between my legs if you were. I’d hate to be on the wrong side of either you or Rem’s wrath.” 

You stay quiet. You wouldn’t go so far as to call what you’re feeling wrath—that seems a tad dramatic to describe the low flame of vexation you’ve been burning for your tallest boyfriend—but you don’t feel like opening yourself up to the subject with James. You’ve already heard it from Sirius this morning. 

“Angel.” James gives your shoulder a cajoling squeeze. “Come on, when are the two of you going to get past this? It’s very awkward sleeping in the same bed with two people who are quarreling, you know.” 

“We sleep exactly the same as every other night.” 

“There’s underlying tension,” he counters lightly. You roll your eyes, and James laughs. “Oi, don’t get cross with me now, too. I’m just telling you about my lived experience.” He leans his head on your shoulder, all sweetness and treachery. “You’re really not gonna forgive him? You know he’s gonna stick you with Sirius in the divorce.” 

You huff a laugh. James grins up at you hopefully. You know there’s some sense to what he’s saying; one of you has to be the bigger person eventually. It had started small, a stupid disagreement, but you and Remus are each stubborn and petty enough to not want to admit where you were wrong. Now you’re more angry with him for being angry with you than for anything else. 

When you think of his coldness to you—never mind the fact that you’ve been cold to him in turn—that flame of vexation burns a little brighter. 

“I don’t know why you’re over here trying to convince me,” you tell James. “I won’t have any problem forgiving him if he actually apologizes.” 

James sighs. You look down at your book to avoid his disappointment. 

“Okay, then. But he does feel really bad, so you know. He’s in the bedroom with one of his headaches, and he asked if you were still upset with him.” You look up. James levels you with a weighted look. “Could probably really use a cuddle, if you two were on good terms.” 

James is at least only somewhat smug when you abandon your book to go to the bedroom. You pass Sirius in the hall, who gives you a smile and a firm peck on the lips, likely having just left Remus himself. You enter the bedroom expecting to see the curtains drawn, lights off, and your poorly boyfriend in bed, but instead Remus is standing, well lit by the daylight streaming in through the windows, book tented on the bed still made from this morning. He appears as though he was just on his way out. 

“Erm, hi,” he says, brows pulled together in the middle. He looks to be studying you. “Are you alright?” 

“Fine,” you answer, bemused. “Are…are you?”

“Yeah. Why wouldn’t I be?” 

The door clicks shut behind you. You startle at the sound, not having closed it yourself. Then, you watch as a resigned sort of irritation comes over Remus’ features at the same time as it settles into you. 

“Pricks.” He moves past you to the door, jiggling the handle. “It only locks from the inside, you twats.” 

“Love you too,” comes Sirius’ voice. “You can come out after you kiss and make up.” 

“And say you’re sorry!” adds James. 

Remus scowls. 

“Open it,” you tell him. 

“What do you think I’m trying to do? One of them is holding it shut.” 

“Let me try.” 

“Be my guest.” Remus steps back, letting you have a go at the handle. By putting everything you have into it you manage to twist it, but you can’t get it open even an inch. 

“Don’t hurt yourself, gorgeous.” Sirius sounds smug enough to make your face feel hot. “James is holding it on the other side here, a few more minutes and you’ll make him break a sweat.” 

You let go of the handle with a huff, turning and stalking towards the bedroom window. You start moving the desk out of your way. 

“Would you really rather climb out the window than be in a room with me?” asks Remus. You look over your shoulder, and he’s sitting on the bed, side-eyeing you with his back propped against the pillows. 

“It’s not about you.” You shove your hip into the desk, budging it enough for you to get at the window latch. “They lied and made me feel all guilty just so they could lock us in here.” 

“What’d they tell you?”

You try to get your fingernail behind the latch. “It doesn’t matter.” 

“Sirius had me thinking you were quite upset.” 

“Yeah, and probably that I was asking after you, right? James told me you had a bad headache.” 

A chuckle. “That was enough to make you come in here looking so flustered?” 

“My mistake,” you huff, but it turns to a short whimper when your nail breaks. “Christ, you’d think they’d make these easier to open. What if there was a fire?” 

“Don’t go out the window,” Remus says calmly. “You’ll ruin your tights.” 

You work another nail behind the latch. “I can’t just let them win.” 

“Mm. That’s a bit of a problem for you, is it?” 

A bitter coolness settles over you. You turn, crossing your arms. “Something to say?” 

Remus picks up his book, cornering a page. “Just making an observation, is all.” 

“Remus,” you say sternly. “Don’t act like you’re any better. You could’ve apologized at any time.” 

Your boyfriend levels you with a look. “Would that really have made a difference?”

“Yes!” 

“Honestly?” He looks like he doesn’t believe you. “All I have to do is say I’m sorry, and you’ll forget about all of this and be completely happy with me?” 

You shake your head, bewildered. “…Yeah. I mean, I would want to know that you understood how you hurt my feelings, but yeah. Really, it’s not that complicated.” 

Remus’ expression softens. “I do understand that, dove. Do you understand how you hurt mine?” 

“I…” You find you can’t quite look at him. “I imagine it’s sort of similar. Because I’ve been cold to you.” 

“And because you wouldn’t hear me out,” he says. It doesn’t sound like I told you so, not smug so much as gentle. “But it was a small thing to begin with, wasn’t it? I’m ready to be past it.” 

You frown at him. “It’s not about the argument for me. I’m already past that, it’s just everything else.” 

Remus considers you. “Would you come here, please?” 

You swear you wouldn’t go if he didn’t sound so kind. But you find yourself with your legs curled underneath you on the bed in front of him, Remus coaxing your hands into his. 

“I’m sorry I hurt your feelings,” he says sincerely, looking you in the eyes. “It was a silly argument, and I shouldn’t have been so stubborn.” 

You chew the inside of your cheek, sizing up whether he means it. “I…also could have been less stubborn,” you admit begrudgingly. Your tone softens. “I’m sorry I hurt your feelings, too. I didn’t mean to.” 

“I know, sweetheart.” Remus’ touch coasts from your hands up your arms as he pulls you closer to kiss your forehead. “Are we okay?” 

“Yeah,” you say, mollified. 

He smiles at you. “Hear that?” he says towards the door. “You can let us out now.” 

There’s no response. 

Remus frowns as you get out of bed, going to try the handle. The door comes open, revealing and empty hallway. 

“Pricks,” Remus mutters. 

You find your boyfriends in the living room, James flicking through channels on the telly while Sirius reads the back cover of your book. James notices you first. 

“Oh, hello.” He grins at you as Sirius looks over. “All sorted, then?” 

You’re half tempted to pretend you didn’t make up just to spite them. When you look over at Remus, you suspect he’s thinking the same thing. 

“That was sort of mean, lying to me like that,” you say to James instead. 

He looks a bit contrite, but Sirius says insouciantly, “You were never gonna do it by yourselves, babe. We weren’t ready to start divvying up the furniture because you wanted to have a row.” 

You kiss your teeth. “I think I might be having a row with you now.” 

“What, us?” James’ eyebrows rise above the frames of his glasses. “What for?” 

“You lied to us both to make us feel bad,” Remus reminds him, “and then locked us in the bedroom.” 

Sirius isn’t impressed. “Well, it wasn’t really locked, was it. If you’d gotten desperate, you could’ve taken it off the hinges. Or just checked again after a couple minutes.” 

“She broke her nail trying to get the window open.” 

You hold up your torn fingernail as proof. Sirius coos, reaching for your finger and bringing it to his lips while you scowl at him. 

“Sorry, lovie. We had a plan to bring you food in a couple hours,” says James. “We were even going to let you out for bathroom breaks if you needed to go.” 

“Really, you wrapped it up much quicker than we were expecting,” Sirius praises. He’s still holding your finger, drawing his thumb up and down the side in easy, consoling strokes. “We thought you’d ice each other out until supper at least. I’m quite proud of you.” 

Remus scoffs. 

“Oh, come now.” Sirius grins. “Give us a kiss.” 

You roll your eyes but turn to Remus, extricating your finger from Sirius’ grasp to meet him in a chaste kiss. 

The other boys cheer. “There we are!” James tilts his face up expectantly. “Now one for me.” 

You and Remus exchange a look. 

“No,” you say coolly, “I don’t think so.” The two of you go to sit on the far side of the couch, away from both Sirius and James with you curled against Remus’ side. He looks a tad smug as he puts his arm around you. 

“Oi!” says Sirius. “Look what you’ve done, you’ve made James pull his sad puppy face. What do you have to say for yourselves?” 

“You lied to us,” you say again, slowly, with emphasis, “and locked us in the bedroom.” 

Sirius scoffs. “So dramatic.” 

“Oh, that’s rich.” 

“Will it help if we say sorry?” James asks meekly. 

Remus looks at you. You shrug. 

“Maybe,” he says. “You’re more than welcome to try and find out.”

[annabelinlove]

Tattoo

Pairing: Wolfstar x reader (Sirius Black x Remus Lupin x Reader)

Summary: You wanted to get your first tattoo

Word Count: 2k

Notes: fluff, fem!reader, no use of Y/N, language, English isn’t my first language, lmk if I missed any

“I wanna get a tattoo,” you mumbled with food in you mouth, looking at your plate of spaghetti, but the boys didn’t seem to hear you. Sirius was too preoccupied inhaling his food and Remus was looking at him in bewilderment, he could never understand how he could eat like this and not suffocate himself.

“I’m sorry dove, what was that?” Remus turned his gaze to where you were sitting right in front of him. But before you could say anything he turned his attention back to Sirius. “Siri, you’re gonna choke, if you keep eating like this, my star,” he tried to get Sirius to stop but the boy in question just playfully winked at him and kept eating. You took a deep breath; you knew that it was now or never. You swallowed your bite and said out loud.

“I wanna get a tattoo.” That has finally gotten the boys attention. Sirius choked on his food and started coughing loudly, Remus just rolled his eyes, before patting his back and shooting him a look that said I told you so. When your boyfriend finally stopped coughing and could normally breathe, his whole attention went to you, as did Remus’.

“You wanna do what now?” He almost yelled, looking at you stunned, matching Remus’ expression. Both of them knew how much you loved their tattoos, how could they not, when you told them almost every day and you ogled them every time, they were visible. But neither of them had any idea you wanted one as well.

“I’ve been thinking about it for quite some time now, to be honest. I think it could look pretty and, well you know, badass. Plus, you look so cool with yours and I wanna be more like you, get out of my comfort zone as well,” you admitted shyly, not looking at them. Remus noticed your sheepishness and decided to approach it more calmly than his boyfriend.

“That sounds really lovely, sweets. But you know it’s gonna be permanent right? I don’t want you doing something you might regret. I’m all for getting out of your comfort zone but do it only if you’re really sure.” He said sweetly, but all he could think of was what design you’ve chosen, imagining wild things in his mind.

“Sirius has tattoos he regrets, and I bet you do too, so what if I do as well?” You asked, finally looking up from your plate but your gaze stayed on Sirius’ bicep, where he had Remus has a big dick tattooed. He doesn’t really remember getting it done, he just woke up one day, after a crazy party, with sore arm and a new tattoo. He blames James and Marlene for it. You know he secretly likes it (because it’s true) but regrets it because Remus gave him a really hard time about it, when he found out. He secretly likes it too and it boosts his ego, but he would never admit it.

“Sirius is an idiot who gets every stupid shit tattooed on his body. You can’t compare yourself to him, dove” Remus also looked at Sirius’ bicep, blushing a little bit.

“Heyy, you love my body with every stupid shit on it, and we all know it.” Sirius imitated him, playfully looking offended before continuing speaking. “Yes, I wish I didn’t get some tattoos done and that’s okay, I’m fine with it, we just don’t want you to make the same mistake. Especially with your first tattoo, that’s a big deal. You never forget your firsts.” Sirius winked at you, proud of his innuendo. You blushed, knowing damn well it was true, the memory of your first time with your boys came to your mind. You quickly blinked to get the image out of your head, looking at the smirking boys who knew exactly what you were thinking about.

“I’m not gonna regret it, I’ve gave it a lot of thoughts and I already know what I’m gonna get.” You smiled at the idea of you finally having a tattoo, just like your lovers.

“Okay then, I’m gonna book you with my favorite artist, he’s amazing and always does an amazing job” Sirius beamed at you.

“I thought I was your favorite artist.” Remus pouted at his boyfriend playfully. He was responsible for at least half of Sirius’ ink and Sirius was always bragging about it to everyone who cared to listen.

“And you are my love, I just think that your first tattoo should be done by a professional.” Sirius tried to defend himself, even tho he knew his boyfriend was only joking.

“Are you calling me unprofessional?” Remus teased him more, “And wasn’t your first tattoo done by James?” You added into the teasing, grinning wildly. Sirius gave you both the middle finger, rolling his eyes before continuing to eat, not having anything to defend himself with. Remus laughed loudly at his defeat, looking at him with love.

“I think that’s a good idea actually, to get it done in a professional salon. It could also make you feel more comfortable than one of us doing it.” He shrugged his shoulders, starting to eat as well, but in a much slower pace than his boyfriend, who stuffed his face with spaghetti again.

“I could never feel more comfortable with someone else than you, my loves,” you stated strongly, looking at them with big smile in my face. You were happy that they supported your decision and were happy for you.

———

True to his word, Sirius booked you with his tattoo artist and just in two weeks, you were walking to the salon, with your boys by your side. You couldn’t keep the excitement at bay, as you were almost skipping on the way. You couldn’t be more excited to have a tattoo on your own. People always saw your two boys with tattoos on almost every inch of their bodies, especially Sirius, and gave you weird looks when you admitted you didn’t have any. Now you could finally show them as well as have something new to bond over with Remus and Sirius. They kept asking you about the design you decided to have permanently inked on your body, but you were adamant on it being a surprise and didn’t show them, no matter how persistent they were.

They insisted on going to the salon with you and as you stepped inside, you were glad. The tattoo artist sat you down on a chair as he went to get everything sorted and the fear of needles suddenly hit you and you gripped both of their hands. Both of them immediately noticed and Remus placed a soothing hand on your cheek.

“Are you feeling okay, dovie?” He asked gently and rubbed your cheek soothingly. You swallowed the lump in your throat before answering. “Yeah, I’m fine. Just a tad bit nervous.” You bit the inside of your cheek, looking at their tattooed hands and wondering how much it had to hurt.

“You know, you don’t have to go through with it, if you’re not sure. We can walk out right this second.” Sirius lifted your chin so you could look o his serious expression.

“But I want to have a cool tattoo and be hot.” You whined slightly and Sirius’ eyes widened.

“Woman, your are the hottest person to ever live! You’re so hot, I can't believe we haven’t melted yet” He shrieked and in the corner of your eyes, you could see Remus rolling his eyes at Sirius’ loud proclamation but he smiled nonetheless.

“He’s right, you know? You’re smoking hot, with or without tattoos. If you don’t wanna do it, or you’re not sure, we can get out and you’d still be the hottest, more beautiful person to ever walk this earth.” He stated, giving you his most sincere look so you knew he wasn’t joking. You giggled, all the anxiety leaving your body.

“Thank you, but I’m sure. I wanna do this, I really do.” You breathed in and with that, the artist joined your and asked the boys to leave so he could tattoo in private. They both gave you a last look, silently asking if you were sure and when you gave them a nod and a big smile, they both kissed your cheeks and went to sit in the waiting room.

After an hour, the guy was wrapping up your new tattoo. The pain wasn’t even that bad, and the man was talking to you the whole time, helping you with distraction. You put on your (Remus’) sweater, not wanting the boys to see just yet, and went to the reception to pay and leave. He gave you a huge discount, thank to Sirius, and with a promise to see him soon, you left to get your lovers. The second you walked into the waiting room, Sirius jumped to his feet, rushing to you.

“Show me, show me, show me.” He begged like a little boy who is waiting to get a present. Remus walked slowly to the two of you and once again, placed a hand on your cheek.

“How are you feeling, sweets? Are you fine? Was the pain okay?” He asked, wanting to make sure you were okay. You smiled at them, the smile hurting your cheeks as you took both their hands in yours.

“I’m amazing. It was fine, didn’t hurt that much and we talked the whole time.” You calmed him down. Remus looked like he wanted to say something but Sirius jumped in.

“That’s amazing, love. Now show us!” He really looked like a kid, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

“I wanna show you when we get home.” Sirius looked like you took away his favorite toy, pouting. Remus laughed at him and went to the exit, holding the door open for you and your whining boyfriend.

“You’re killing me, you know that? I’ve been waiting for two whole weeks.” He trailed after you, like a dog with his tail between his legs.

“See, you’ve waited for this long, you’re gonna survive the few extra minutes.” Remus gave him a kiss on the cheek, taking his hand and you all walked back to your shared apartment.

The second you arrived home, Sirius insisted you show them the tattoo. I’m gonna throw myself out the window if I don’t see it this second, were his exact words. Surprisingly, Remus agreed with him, proclaiming you’ve teased them long enough, with a smirk on his face. You took of the sweater as well as your shirt, taking a deep breath. You were a bit nervous about their reaction. Their eyes fell on your collarbones where the new tattoo laid.

Canis Major (the constellation Sirius was named after) on one side and the Lunar phase on the other. Both boys had their mouth wide open, staring at the ink on your body.

“Is- is it real?” Remus whispered, like he wasn’t with you at the salon. Both him and Sirius walked closer, wanting to have a better look. You nodded, too nervous at their silence to speak out loud.

“I can’t believe you did that.” He said quietly and softly, his eyes never leaving my collar bones.

“You don’t like it?” You asked meekly, scared that they hated it. Sirius whipped his head to look you in the eyes so quickly you were surprised he didn’t break his neck.

“Are you kidding? I’ve never seen anything more beautiful. It’s just..” he said but trailed off, fishing for words. He looked almost insulted when you suggested they didn’t like it.

“We absolutely love it, my sweet girl. We just can’t believe you’d tattoo something with a connection to us.” Remus added, looking at you gently, his eyes full of love. You looked at him in absolute shock.

“Of course I’d tattoo something with a connection to you. You’re my whole world.” Sirius and Remus looked at you like you hung the stars for them.

“And you are ours, our lovely girl. It’s fucking perfect, just like you. I couldn’t love you more.” Sirius said kissing you deeply, before passing you to Remus who did the same thing.

“I can’t believe you did that, my love. Thank you.” He leaned his forehead against yours, his love for you radiating off of him. You basked in their love before Sirius gasped loudly.

“Wait! You’ve let a stranger look and touch you without a shirt on?”

[kaaaaaaarf]

Do you think Sirius would show up to Grimmauld Place during the summer hols as Padfoot so that he could see Regulus after he gets kicked out? He knows Reg would never agree to see him outside of school, but he secretly misses his little brother despite it all, and wants to make sure he's alright. Reg just thinks he's a stray dog that is really oddly affectionate.

At first Reg is really apprehensive about this giant black dog that is following him around the block while he takes his evening stroll, but then he relents and pets it—getting his entire face licked for his troubles, and instead of being disgusted like he would expect, is entirely charmed.

His parents of course would never let him have a dog, let alone a stray mutt, but he keeps treats in his pockets incase Padfoot happens to show up—and when he does, he spends time playing fetch with him in the park, and letting Padfoot snooze on his feet while he reads on a bench. When he's anxious, he'll just sit under a tree and pet Padfoot's thick black fur, burying his face in his collar—somehow it always makes everything easier.

Then, after he dies, Sirius still shows up as Padfoot to sit in the park alone. He lays under their bench and growls at anyone who gets too close. He's not allowed to mourn his brother as Sirius, but as Padfoot—he can mourn his boy.

[spiritstar477]

Minific Wolfstar fluff -1011 words- G rated also posted on ao3

I love you

Remus is a fidgeter. He’s always doing something with his hands, making something. And he always gives his little creations to Sirius.

After three months of dating, he’s given Sirius:

1. a rock that matches his eyes (which Remus found by memory while in Beasts class)

2. a strand of Remus’ hair with a strand of Sirius’ hair tied around it

3. a little broomstick he made with sticks and grass (and charmed to fly around him when it’s picked up)

4. a scrunchie he crocheted with his mum over spring break (it only sort of looks like a scrunchie)

5. a random animal bone he rubbed his thumb on until it became misshapen and smooth

6. way too many origami animals that James secretly charmed to run around when Sirius says Remus’ name

And all sorts of other stuff he’s found or made. He doesn’t expect Sirius to keep any of it but he does. He keeps all of it. He charmed a box so it would always fit any small items placed inside.

They’re sitting in the library, Remus is reading and Sirius is working on a paper that he should have finished days ago.

“I love you,” Sirius tells him, leaning over to bump their shoulders. Remus flushes slightly and kisses Sirius’ head. I love you, he thinks.

Only a moment later, Sirius is swept away by James and Marlene for a sudden quidditch practice. Gideon, who’s a year below him, moves to sit across from Remus. They’re not really friends, but they’re friendly, as all the Gryffindors are with each other.

“Why don’t you say it back?” He asks. Remus cocks his head to the side, confused.

“What?” He asks.

“He said I love you. You didn’t say it back. Actually, I’ve never seen you say it back.”

“I— um…” Remus loves Sirius. He loves him more than he’s ever loved anyone or anything ever. He just doesn’t know how to tell him. He can’t make the words cross his lips when Sirius is there no matter how hard he tries.

Sirius says I love you, and instead of saying it back, Remus kisses him or hugs him or runs away with a convenient excuse of forgotten homework (which is ridiculous since they all know Remus doesn’t forget homework). It’s not that he’s not ready —he loves sirius, he knows he does— he just… can’t.

And now he’s thinking, does Sirius know? Does he know that Remus loves him? That to Remus, he’s the best thing that’s ever happened? What if he thinks Remus doesn’t love him?

He leaves Gideon without answering, gathering his stuff and quickly leaving the library. It’s almost like he blacked out because he suddenly finds himself in the astronomy tower.

It’s windy; strong enough that he’s almost worried it’ll blow him away. But he’s too caught in thought to worry about anything else.

It’s probably at least an hour before he starts talking out loud, saying the things he wishes he could say to Sirius. He has no problem saying them when he’s alone, he can even say them to Lily when he’s talking about Sirius, but when Sirius is there…

“I do love you,” he says like he’s practising what he wants to say to Sirius, though he knows he won’t be able to.

“I love you more than anything. I love every bit of you. I just…” His chest feels tight, his lungs heavy. “I don’t know how to say it. I can’t say it. When i try it feels like my stomach is going to eat its way out and my throat closes and I can’t breathe. The words are on my tongue and I know what they are but they won’t leave my mouth and—”

A floorboard creaks behind him. Remus whips around and is faced with Sirius, who’s staring at him, a small smile on his lips and eyes unreadable.

“I—” Remus tries to speak but anxiety coils in his stomach, tightening around his throat, choking him. He makes a small gasping sound.

“It’s okay,” Sirius says. He steps closer until they’re only inches apart, his gentle hands resting on Remus’ arms, grounding him. “I heard what you said. I wasn’t trying to eavesdrop, but…” He’d heard it all?

Sirius nudges his head on Remus’ chest and smiles up at him. “I’ve always known you love me,” he tells Remus. A little sound —a sigh of relief, maybe— escapes Remus. He pulls Sirius into a hug and they stand there like that, swaying slightly in the wind.

“I know you have a hard time talking about feelings,” Sirius says into his chest. “Honestly, I thought that’s why you always give me stuff. I know you like to collect as well.”

Remus smiles into Sirius’ hair. “I don’t collect,” he mumbles, barely loud enough for Sirius to hear him over the wind.

Sirius barks a laugh at that. “Remus,” he says, leaning back to look at his face. “How many books have you reread?”

“None,” Remus says in a confused tone. “I don’t need to. I remember what I read.”

“Exactly. Yet you keep all your books because you like them. That’s collecting, Love.” As Sirius speaks, the anxiety is slowly loosening its hold on Remus.

“Oh.”

“Oh, indeed,” Sirius jokes, but his face turns serious after. “I don’t need you to tell me you love me. I already know you do. I see it when you give me things you made or found. I feel it when you look at me, when you talk to me. I feel it when I’m the only person who’s allowed to touch you.” Sirius runs his hands over Remus’ back, like proving a point.

“I like telling you that I love you. But I don’t need to hear you say it to know that you love me, okay?”

Remus smiles and pulls Sirius close again. “Thank you,” he whispers.

“For what?” Sirius asks.

“Just…” he swallows hard. “You know.”

“Yeah. I know.” And Remus can hear the smile in his voice.

[bookishtickles]

Hey! I love your Harry Potter fics! I was wondering if you could do a longer one where Sirius decides he wants to test Harry's ticklishness (even though he already knows he is incredibly ticklish). Chaos ensues. If not thats okay to. Thanks!

Hey sooo I know you sent this 3 years ago and I don’t know if you still want this or even remember it, but I’m active again and going through my prompts, and you’re the first one I’m doing!

Also, breaking canon

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Sirius went up to where Harry’s room was in Grimmauld Place. The 13 year old had just moved in, and he knew Harry would be waking up right about now. He wondered if Harry remembered any of the night before: when Sirius, teasing him, poked him in the belly and heard Harry squeak and claim he’s not ticklish, he was just scared

Little does Harry know, Sirius already knows how ticklish Harry is: he tickled Harry when Harry was just a baby, and remembers how much the baby laughed when Sirius blew on his belly or tickled his ribs

Luckily Harry was already awake, looking at one of his books: Quidditch Through the Ages. When Sirius walked in, Harry grinned brightly

“How was sleeping in your new bed?” Sirius asks, sitting on the bed next to the small boy. Harry said it was good, and then Sirius continued, “By the way, you know I have to test out what I learned last night, right? And see where you’re ticklish and how much.”

Harry’s green eyes widened in an almost comical way. He stammers, “I-I’m not- d-don’t—!”

“If you’re not then you have nothing to worry about!” Sirius says mischievously as he grabs Harry’s foot and scribbles over Harry’s heel and sole

Immediately, Harry’s giggling loudly, wriggling around, trying to free his foot. “Sihihihirius!”

“I thought you said you weren’t ticklish?” Sirius smirked, tickling with more ferocity and Harry’s laugh went up a notch, but not as much as when Sirius went to the toes. Harry yelped, toes curling

“WAHAHAHAIT!”

“For what?” Sirius smirked, eyes gleaming evilly from the poor boy’s sensitivity. He dragged Harry closer to where he was sitting, raking Harry’s pajama top up to his ribs, exposing his belly. But Sirius didn’t immediately jump to his feast on Harry’s tummy, he had other spots to try before digging into his dessert. Sirius instead went to Harry’s knees, spidering them into Harry’s knobbly knees, sitting himself on Harry’s legs

Harry covered his mouth, trying to stifle his laugh, embarrassed and cheeks burning red at this situation. He shook his head no while he squeaked and giggled, but he was so touch starved for so long he didn’t mind this actually. Sirius also noticed Harry took no bother to pull his shirt down and protect his tummy…

Sirius moved up, now sitting on Harry’s waist, fingers lightly moving up Harry’s sides, “You know, I’m starting to get a little hungry.” Sirius said in a low, dangerous growl

Harry’s stomach dropped as his heart simultaneously jumped. He was all too familiar with the “I’m hungry” act from Fred and George

“A-are you?”

“But before I go eat-“ Sirius says and then spiders in Harry’s neck. This was unexpected: Harry’s shoulders scrunch up and so do his hands, trying to push Sirius’ hands away

“AGHAHAHAHA- NAHAHAHA!” Harry laughs loudly, trying to twist away

“And where do you think you’re going?” Sirius chuckles, kneading into Harry’s belly

This got him the best. Harry squeals in laughter, glasses falling down crooked, and now he’s really trying to wriggle away. “EEEEHEHEHEHE!”

“Now, what do we have here?” Sirius growls evilly like he’s only just noticed Harry’s belly as he grabs Harry’s wrists, pinning them down by Harry’s head. “I think this will do for my meal!” He says as he slowly leans down to Harry’s tummy

Harry could feel his heart racing and his belly tremble at the incoming attack, but also secretly excited and even happy that Sirius is making sure he won’t be able to wriggle away, nor push his head away or even try to cover his tummy because with Fred and George, it’s fun, but his instincts to wriggle away take over. But now that won’t matter

“Oh nohohoho,” Harry couldn’t help but squeak out at Sirius

“Oh yes,” Sirius says dangerously and darkly, leaning down to Harry’s belly, and blew

Harry immediately squealed, wrists futilely pulling at Sirius’ hands, and legs kicking but all he could do is throw his head back and squeal in his laughter. Sirius smirks, then leans down and blew again, his sharp, rough beard makes this tickle so much more than when Fred or George does it. Harry pleads, “NOHOHOHO MOOOORE!”

“Alright alright,” Sirius lets him up, but not without chuckling, “I know all your spots now. And I think your tummy may be my breakfast every morning from now on.”

[aithusarosekiller]

HGIHIHIII U SEEM NICE AND ALSO COOL SO HIII :D

DO U HAVE ANY JEGULILY HCS?? I SAW U LIKED THEM IN ANOTHRR POST!!

HI HI HI HI I AM LITERALLY SO SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG TO REPLY I KEPT HAVING IDEAS THEN GETTING DISTRACTED AND AAAAAAAAA I AM HERE NOW!!!

Yes I absolutely doooooo, they are my babies and I will gladly share everything I think about them don't you even worry!

ALSO before anyone wastes time whining that jily is tagged here, there are literally jily hcs in the post and I always tag correctly so if it bothers you so much, go to settings and filter out the jegulily tag and then it's gone x

OKAY

- I love the idea that Regulus used family heirlooms in order to make promise rings for both of them because his ancestors would absolutely hate it and sometimes he feels like he has to prove that part of his past wrong and keep pushing back to remind himself that who he was brainwashed to be is NOT who he is. It it actually Lily who suggests reusing heirlooms to give them a new meaning as an idea and he decides to do it and use them as a way to promise to spend his life with them. He's a romantic, what can I say! (in fact, in the longfic I'm planning, Lily having the black signet ring is a recurring feature with quite a lot of weight!) despite Regulus being the one with the promise rings, it is Lily who proposes (it is ALWAYS Lily no matter who I ship her with) and then because they're all for equality in their relationship it's James who announces the wedding and asks Lily's parents and Sirius/Narcissa for permission to marry them. I just love married jegulily idk

- Regulily watch the most disturbing shows together in the middle of the night to the point where James has to go to bed early to miss them or he can't sleep. Eventually they convince him to stay downstairs and just listen to music in his earphones while laying across their laps but he refuses to watch the screen. During the day he's the biggest, toughest guy imaginable. Nothing can phase him at all. But after midnight? ABSOLUTELY NOT. He almost turns into a completely different person. It is not helped by the folk tales Fleamont told him as a kid to mess with him, not realising just how much they would stick with him in years to come.

- James cooks dinner, Lily makes dessert, Regulus cleans. You just know Lily makes the best apple pie with the lattice top and everything 🙏 James can do pretty much anything well, and Regulus is decent at both but doesn't really enjoy it so he does all the washing up because he likes the way it gives him time to stare into the water and think

- not much to this one but I love them being T4T4T SOOOOO much! They're the transest trio ever. They just are sorry, I know because I am trans so I'm allowed to spread it around wherever I want 🤷‍♂️

- Lily gets really warm and stressed under too much physical contact. If they're all cuddled together she'll be on the outside with Reg's face in her neck and one of James' hands on her waist but most of the time she'll only pick one of them to cuddle up to so she doesn't get overwhelmed. Regulus is always in the middle, he's touch starved to the point where refusing to hug him is like kicking a puppy

- In an au where their all raise Harry together, he's the biggest mummy's boy. There is NO way Lily isn't his favourite parent. It's always 'where's mum?' 'If mummy was here-' 'I miss mummy' she pretends to feel bad for them both but secretly loves it

- James falls asleep ANYWHERE. It's not rare at all to find him curled up on the floor while sorting laundry or snoozing in the passenger seat on a short drive. He's also a very deep sleeper, so they'll just give him a little kiss on the head, take a photo for the growing collection there saving for his 50th birthday, and cover him with a blanket.

- James and Lily go to concerts together. It's one of their favourite types of date. James and Regulus go to the cinema (Lily got them into films and they have never looked back some) and Regulus and Lily adore going to the theatre. They all like going to museums together.

- for their first anniversary, Peter got them a little orange tree that everyone expected Lily to care for the most bc she'd always been really good in jerbologj so they're all surprised when it becomes Regulus' little baby with only the best fertiliser and plant food that he forces James to get whenever he passes through Diagon.

- Every morning Reg and Lily sit and do the sudoku together

- Whenever James spends time out of the country, he'll bring back something nice for each of his friends and partners (it's his love language!) he puts so much thought into into each one that sometimes he'll dedicate an entire day of the trip to finding the perfect gift for each person

[accio-sriracha]

Wolfstar and Markers.

~~~♤~~~

Sirius likes to draw on his friends.

It's just something he does when he's bored in class.

He writes Property of Sirius on each of them. Sometimes abreviating it to P.O.S. for the double meaning.

He draws little cupcakes and pieces of cheese on Peter's hand.

He loves to draw golden snitches and broomsitcks across James' thigh during the summer, charming them to fly around.

But, rather ironically, it was Remus who usually sat next to him.

It was an exceptionally boring day in history of magic class, they were all waiting for the lesson to end as Professor Binns droned on about the Great Goblin War.

Sirius pulled the marker out of his bag, grabbing Remus' arm without waiting for permission.

Despite pretending to be annoyed each time, Remus stayed carefully still.

A little too still.

He literally spent a good portion of the time Sirius was drawing on him not breathing.

It was secretly his favorite part of the day.

He loved the feeling of Sirius' fingers skating across his skin.

He loved watching his concentrated expression from the corner of his eyes.

He loved the way Sirius took his time, careful not to mess it up.

How Sirius always told him he wasn't allowed to wash it off.

He never did, keeping it until the end of the day.

He pretended to hate it but each time he felt himself falling a little deeper in love with his best friend.

Sirius moved on from drawing moons and stars to drawing hearts at some point during their fifth year.

It was literally all he would ever draw on Remus now.

He kept the same drawings on the others, quidditch themed for Prongs and various snacks for Wormy.

But always hearts on Remus.

Remus couldn't figure out why, but the tiny detail made his own heart flutter faster every time.

He wondered what caused the switch, wondered if it was as significant as he was making it out to be in his head.

One day, while Sirius was doodling on Remus' hand, James asked him,

"Why the hearts, mate?"

It was pure bored curiosity, there wasn't any real interest in his eyes when he said it.

But Sirius looked up, and his answer made Remus' entire brain malfunction.

"I'm waiting for Remus to ask me to be his boyfriend. This is about as obvious as I can get before I decide to ask him myself."

And then he just-

Went back to his doodling.

As if nothing even happened.

As if that wasn't the single most earthshattering thing Remus had ever heard in his life.

As if that wasn't something Remus had been dreaming of doing for years.

Remus could feel the shock on his face.

He could tell he wasn't doing a very good job of hiding any of the emotions swirling through him.

Did Sirius know then? This whole time had he secretly known how much Remus enjoyed their little moments together?

"Moons?" Sirius whispered.

Remus hadn't realised how long it had been since they stopped talking.

Sirius was staring at him, a small flicker of uncertainty passed over him, like he was realising there was a possibility he was wrong,

"You okay?" He asked.

"Can you hand me that marker?" Remus replied instead.

Sirius' eyes went wide for a fraction of a second before he nodded, passing it to Remus.

Remus reached out for Sirius' hand, Sirius gave it to him without hesitation.

He drew a single shaky heart, adrenaline pumping through him.

"Yes." He whispered, "I do want to be your boyfriend."

And that was it.

They've been together ever since.

Sirius loves to tell people the story of how they fell in love.

He always pays specific attention to the part where Remus sat shocked into stillness for fifteen minutes before Sirius finally asked if he was okay.

Remus proposed around Christmas, they were gathered at the Potter's home, watching baby Harry stumble around as he tried to walk.

Sirius and Remus were sitting on the sofa, Peter sat on the ground, holding his arms out for Harry, and Lily and James stood by the kitchen, watching them all with a smile.

Remus had told the others his plan already and they thought it was amazing.

"Hey Pads?" He whispered, kissing the top of his head.

Sirius hummed and leaned in closer to him.

"Can you go grab me a marker? I think I saw one on the counter earlier."

Sirius paused and leaned away, giving him a curious look, "A marker?" He repeated. Remus nodded,

"Yeah, I think it was in the kitchen."

Sirius shrugged and stood up, walking over to the counter to find the black sharpie Remus had placed there earlier.

He sat back down, passing it over, "What's this for?"

"Give me your hand." Remus whispered.

The others went silent, watching them quietly.

Remus could feel adrenaline shooting through him, just like the last time he'd done this.

He carefully drew a heart on Sirius' hand, big enough to reach from one side to the other.

Sirius smiled, "I didn't think you still remembered. It's been years since I've talked about that."

Remus nodded quietly, lifting his hand up so Sirius couldn't see what he was writing.

Sirius watched him, impatiently waiting until Remus let him see.

Inside the heart was now four words, written in Remus' neat cursive,

"Will you marry me?"

Sirius looked up so suddenly it caught Remus by surprise.

He threw his arms around him, burying his face into his shoulder,

"Yes." He breathed, "Of course I want to marry you, Moons."

They kissed, teary eyed and holding each other close.

The others ran to them immediatley, pulling them into hugs and shouting congratulations.

Sirius told that story for an even longer amount of time.

If you look carefully enough, you'll still find a black marker in every room of their home.

Every note they leave for each other are always signed by these, and always with a small heart at the bottom in place of a signature.

Sirius still draws little hearts on him when he's bored sometimes.

And it's still Remus' favorite part of his day.

~~~♤~~~

[hoomandoescosplay]

The Flirting Mishap | James Potter x Reader

(Y/N) and James Potter were "enemies". Not pure hatred real enemies but the sort that have constant banter and teasing. The dynamic (Y/N) and James have is competition and petty arguments. For whatever reason, he just seemed to love annoying her and she loved to annoy him right back.

(Y/N) knows she can't stand him, for the most part, and that he enjoys nothing more than getting under her skin but she's always so drawn to the Potter boy. His courage and his intelligence has always been impressive.

Unknown to the girl the feelings are quite mutual. In the small moments where there is no bickering or arguing she makes him laugh, and even when she does get under his skin, he enjoys it.

The girl enjoys messing around with him. Even if he thinks otherwise, she'll never admit out loud however, having him around definitely improves her day. James thinks the same way, and also would never admit it out loud. Unsurprisingly to their friends the boy has a major crush on (Y/N).

As (Y/N) walks into the common room she notices James, Sirius, and Remus sitting on one of the sofas and walks up behind it. "Hey Sirius, Remus" The girl says, ignoring James on purpose. Sirius just smiles knowingly to what she's doing. Remus gives her a little wave while holding a book in his other hand. James makes an annoyed grunt at you ignoring him this early in the day.

"Do you two hear something" (Y/N) asks continuing to get under his skin. Sirius chuckles a bit giving James a teasing look as Remus shakes his head playing along. James rolls his eyes and crosses his arms, clearly upset. "Hmm, I must be imagining sounds." She walks over to the empty sofa across from the boys and takes a seat. "Do you guys have any plans right now?" Sirius shrugs and James is too annoyed to talk, leaving Remus to answer the question.

"Not really. I've got some homework I should probably work on." He mutters the last part as he starts to think of all the work he has to get done. "I think your homework can wait. You guys wanna go to the Three Broomsticks?" Sirius perks up almost immediately at the thought of sneaking into Hogsmead. "Yeah, that sounds like a great idea (Y/N)."

James still looks annoyed but shrugs as Remus looks unsure. "Come on Moony, a little delay won't hurt you." She grins up at Remus as he thinks about it, and slowly nods. Fed up with being ignored in the conversation he grumpily speaks up. "Fine." She rolls her eyes but secretly smiles as she faces the door of the common room. "Great, let's head out boys." Sirius practically bolts for the door. Remus smiles, and James just sighs. "No need to rush Sirius, there'll be plenty of shenanigans to get up to when we get there." James sighs again, trying to evoke a reaction out of someone, and heads out the door last.

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The four of you sneak into Hogsmead using the marauders map and walk to the Three Broomsticks. Inside the pub is already quite busy with witches and wizards drinking, playing games, and talking enthusiastically about Quidditch. Some are huddled over maps, arguing or laughing at the top of their voices. (Y/N) quickly spots a small round table near the window which happens to be her favorite table.

Her and the others approach the round table, and they pull out their chairs to sit. Sirius gets out a handful of coins and sets it on the table before sitting down. "I'm starved." He sighs dramatically as he lays his head down on the table. "I think we all are," Remus replies, sinking into his chair with a soft thump. "But this place seems to have a lot of atmosphere right now don't you think? Sirius and (Y/N) nod in agreement while James is too busy glaring at you to agree. Remus notices and shakes his head.

Noticing the presence of eyes on her she glares back at James with a sly smirk on her lips. James glares back harder as Sirius sits back in his chair sharing a knowing look with Remus. James rolls his eyes slightly. "Oh come on. Do we have to do this every single time?" (Y/N) scoffs as Sirius pipes up. "Please continue, it's quite entertaining." This causes Remus to hit him on his arm resulting in the Black letting out a dramatic cry of pain.

As James' eyes meet hers once more it's easy to tell he's still annoyed but can't help but smile a little. Noticing the smile his face flushes and he immediately turns his head away, his face now red with his ears burning bright. (Y/N) grabs her menu bringing it up to cover her face that has a growing smile on it. Sirius chuckles quietly as Remus glances back and forth between (Y/N) and James, saying nothing.

After a waiter makes it to their table to take their order and collect the coins Sirius left, they make small talk until their butterbeers arrive. "We should go to Honeydukes after this. I want to get some candy." She grins at the boys as she pushes up her glasses that bear a great resemblance to James'. Sirius nods, while James and Remus groan. "Do we have to?" James asks. Remus glances at James. "Not trying to agree with Prongs here but I think I should get back to start my homework." She glares at James "Yes. Yes we do."

Her eyes soften as she turns her head to look at Remus. "If you come to Honeydukes with us I promise to help you with some of your homework later." James rolls his eyes and groans as Remus nods. "If we must. I'll hold you to that deal though (Y/N)." James looks like he wants to argue, but just grumbles and crosses his arms instead. "What's got you such in a mood today Potter?" She asks, raising an eyebrow at him. She didn't expect her ignoring him in the common room would make him sulk this much.

"Nothing." Sirius snickers, causing Remus to hit his arm once again. James' face flushes again and a small pout forms on his lips. "It sure is something, you're sulking. As much as I love our little glaring competitions you're putting me in a bad mood." James huffs. "I'm not sulking." Sirius just smiles more, while Remus looks between the two of you with a smirk. "Uh huh you are. It's all over your face." James just crosses his arms harder. "No, I'm not." The waiter comes back with their drinks at this time feeling the tension.

Quickly distributing the drinks they rush off not wanting to get in the way. "Yes. You. Are." James doesn't argue with you this time, just giving an annoyed glare and glancing off to the side. Sirius is still smiling trying to contain himself. Remus just shakes his head and sips his drink. I smile. "Never argue with a girl. She will always end up being right Potter." This causes Sirius to break and let out a laugh. James is too flustered to say anything as Sirius continues laughing. "I agree, Potter." Remus smiles slightly, playing along with the last name bit.

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(Y/N) and James cool off a bit once more and the four of them all settle into a nice conversation as they finish their drinks. James is a bit annoyed to even really talk at first but Sirius keeps joking with him until he loosens up. He smiles but still has a tiny pout on his face because (Y/N) won by leaving him speechless. "Alright. She exclaims, ready to finally head to Honeydukes. "Everyone ready to go get some candy?"

Everyone nods, except for James, of course. He just grumbles remembering they agreed to go. "Want to grumble any louder?" She teases as he just narrows his eyes at her while pouting harder. Little did she know James never liked going to Honeydukes with the girl cause he always had to watch as the cashier tried flirting with her every time and he could never do anything about it. They all walk out of the Three Broomsticks following behind a very giddy (Y/N).

On their walk to Honeydukes Sirius is whispering in James' ear teasing him about his little crush on the girl in front of them as Remus chuckles. Turning around to see what Remus is laughing about she notices how red James got. His ears are bright red as well as his cheeks. "Why are you so red? If you're getting sick or something, stay away from me." she playfully teases. James just looks at her grumpily as Sirius is quietly laughing once again. "I think Prongs' red because he's got a crush on you." Sirius teases, wrapping his arm around her shoulder.

James glares at Sirius. "Ha ha, very funny Padfoot. I'll pay you five galleons the day Prongs here has a crush on me." Sirius just raises his eyebrows and chuckles. "Oh? I'll bet you ten that he does have a crush on you." Without any hesitation (Y/N) replies "Deal." She shakes Sirius's hand as Remus chuckles as she secretly hopes she'll be losing ten gallons rather than gaining them this time.

James grumbles and crosses his arms, blushing more. Sirius looks at him and chuckles again. "I'm looking forward to those ten galleons." Acting competitive to hide her feelings for the Potter boy she replies "Yeah right. If anyone is getting ten gallons it will be me not you." Sirius just shrugs. "We'll see." He chuckles.

Getting to the doors of the candy store (Y/N) rushes in as the three boys follow. As she shops Sirius and Remus wander to look at the candy displays further away from the displays she's looking at. James being the last one to enter he glances around the store aimlessly looking to see if that specific cashier is working today. To James' unfortunate luck the boy is working today and he groans.

Not paying attention due to the cashier on his mind James walks right into (Y/N) on accident. He stumbles back as both of them slightly lose their balance. He's clearly embarrassed and quickly steps away from her as his face is more red than ever. "Merlin James. Are you good? You've been weird all day." James just looks away. "I just... nevermind." You notice that he's still looking around the store. I glance around quickly. "What exactly are you looking for?" He quickly says "Nothing. Forget it." James still hasn't looked at you once being too embarrassed.

She pokes his cheek. "Dude, talk to me. What are you looking for? What's up?" He looks at your hand poking his face for a moment and then gives you a mean glare. "Really? You know exactly what I'm looking for." His ears are still bright red now from embarrassment and anger towards that cashier that gets on his nerves so much.

(Y/N)'s face drops at his outburst. "Merlin, you don't have to be so rude all the time. I don't know what you're looking for and now I really could care less." Turning around and walking away from him she huffs. "No, wait!" He hurries after her and grabs her arm. He seems panicked. "Let go Potter." She glares at him with no playfulness in her eyes this time. "I just want to get what I came in for so we can go and I don't have to be around you anymore today." He tightens his grip.

"Please. Just listen. I'm sorry. I-" Sighing she interrupts him. "Yeah yeah you're sorry. We do this all the time and I don't want to deal with this again right now." He stammers again. "I just..please listen to me." He's still holding her arm and not letting go anytime soon. (Y/N) glances at Sirius and Remus across the store not paying attention to the two of them. "You have five seconds to say whatever you want to say then I'm walking away."

"Look, I just... I like you okay?" James looks horrified as he says it. His face is bright red. "You what?" She practically shouts, causing James to cringe a bit and tighten his grip on her arm. Remus and Sirius are both staring at the two now. "I like you. Just... forget I said anything." A grin erupts on her face. "Wait wait wait. I don't think I'm hearing you right." She lets out a confused laugh. "Did I hear you right?" James still looks horrified as his face somehow gets redder. "You heard me." He mumbles shyly.

Remus is just shocked as Sirius is trying not to smile. (Y/N)'s face is tinted red from her blushing. Her face being red only seems to make James panic more. He stares at the girl, not blinking nor breathing, afraid of what she might say next. The two of them just stare at each other not knowing what to say at all. They're so used to bickering with each other to the point they're left speechless

Eventually James finally speaks again. "I don't know what to say...I just think you're hilarious, smart, and I-'' He trails off, his face still red. Gaining some of her confidence back she smirks. "Go on." She teases. James doesn't hesitate now as some of her confidence rubs off on him. "I think you're so beautiful, and I care about you and-" He seems to be at a loss for words now. Remus smiles slightly and Sirius is just amused.

"And here I thought you liked Lily all this time." He quickly blurts out a "No." realizing after he should explain more. "You. I like you. I've actually liked you since our first year, I just never said anything." Remus chuckles warmly while Sirius is now smirking.

"Since first year? We've been bickering all these years and you thought that was a good way to flirt with me?" She lets out a laugh amused by the situation. James just nods with a nervous laugh. "I'm not very good at flirting okay. But I tried to get you to pay attention to me by arguing but all I did was just annoy you." Sirius and Remus laugh while giving each other a look. "Yeah I can definitely tell you're not good at it." She smiles before continuing. "I mean you did get my attention, just not in the way you planned." James just groans and buries his face in his hands.

Sirius and Remus walk up to where the two are standing. "Potter, did you really think the girl you've been arguing with for years wouldn't think you liked her?" Sirius teases the boy as Remus smiles. A huge smile appears on (Y/N)'s face not being able to resist joining in on the teasing. "Yeah Potter." James somehow hides his face in his hands more. "I know it's stupid. I'm just-" He sighs. "Forget it." Sirius' amusement is growing, seeing James like this. Remus just smiles more.

She pulls his hands down from his face and kisses him on the cheek. "What's stupid?" She asks, grinning. James is surprised and immediately goes bright red. He is frozen for a moment. Sirius and Remus both smirk again. "Me. I'm stupid." James says quietly. "Yeah. Yeah you are. Just a bit though." (Y/N) smiles and takes his hand. "You can fix that by taking me out on a date." His eyes go wide and Sirius holds onto Remus laughing. "You- you want to go on a date?" James looks absolutely delighted at the unexpected answer. "Well Potter, you heard her. You're taking her out on a date." Sirius teases. "Yeah Potter. You're taking me out on a date." She chimes in after Sirius.

James seems to need a second to process everything before smiling widely. "Great, okay yes. I'll take you on a date, I'll plan it all out." James is clearly very excited about this. Sirius just chuckles and Remus smiles some more. "I think Potter here really likes you." James groans in embarrassment but still smiles. "Of course I do."

"He's as excited as a puppy." She whispers to Sirius and Remus laughing. James just smiles while Sirius snickers. "Next Saturday okay?" James asks (Y/N) hoping she didn't have anything planned already as Sirius looks intently at her. "Hmm..." She thinks slowly prolonging her answer to make James stress a bit. James starts to get anxious, it's so easy to read his emotions right now.

Even though waiting for her answer is making him anxious, the excitement shows on his face tenfold, so he tries his best to hide it. "Just say yes or no before he explodes." Remus pipes in also curious for her answer. She grins. "Yeah next Saturday works for me." James' expression lights up as he quickly nods, holding her hand still. "Great. I'll pick you up at six then. I'll have everything planned out." She nods smiling up at him. "Potter, you're still blushing by the way." Sirius teases once again. "Yeah, yeah, I know." He doesn't seem to mind the teasing. It's nice to see him so giddy.

Sirius and Remus are both smiling at each other and quite surprised he told her at all, especially today. It's amusing to the whole group to see James like this. "As fun as planning this date is, I really want to get some candy." (Y/N) stares up at him with her eyes shining. James immediately looks down once you do. He holds your hand tighter for a moment before saying, "Sure, let's get some candy."

Everyone disperses and begins to go get some candy. Remus is getting a bunch of chocolate frogs, Sirius is getting different types of candy, and James is still holding your hand.

Walking to one of the displays (Y/N) picks up a milk chocolate wand. "What's your favorite type of chocolate? I love milk chocolate personally." James looks at the displays for a moment. "I like all kinds. I'm not too picky." He looks at the milk chocolate wand and his expression softens. "That one looks really good." Her eyes sparkle once again. "It's amazing. I'm like seriously addicted to these things. It's bad." She laughs as James chuckles. "I've never tried them before." He eyes it as if he also wanted to get one.

Across the store Sirius is snickering with Remus as they watch both of them. They find it very interesting how nice James and (Y/N) are acting towards each other. Sirius and Remus knew all the bickering for years was just their way of flirting but them being sincere with each other is a nice change.

Staring into James' eyes with a blank expression she tells him. "Try one." He hesitates for a moment to think but ends up nodding. "Okay..." He takes the milk chocolate wand from her hand, unwraps it and takes a small bite. He seems surprised at how good it is. Then he tries a bigger bite and begins eating it at a more normal pace. "That's really good."

"Right? I told you they were amazing." She grins at the fact he agreed with her but her face drops and her eyebrow raises at the boy. "You might want to slow down eating that though considering we still have to pay for it." James stops eating it now that she mentioned it. "Oh, right." As Remus is paying for his candy Sirius is standing with him at the register watching the two still with a very soft smile on his face.

The two boys make their way over as Sirius embraces the girl in a side hug. "You two are really cute, you know that?" Pushing up her glasses she turns her head to look at him. "Just as cute as you and Remus are? She asks tease him. Sirius raises an eyebrow. "Well no." James and Remus chuckle while Sirius smirks. "Remus and I are much cuter. But you two are still cute." They all laugh and (Y/N) gently pushes James up to the register to pay for the half eaten chocolate wand he's holding.

James gives her a tiny smile as he goes over to the register and pays for it. Once he is done, he immediately goes to hold her hand again while looking at her. Sirius spots some candy and drags Remus with him to pay as he rolls his eyes. (Y/N) laughs as the indecisive Pasfoot and smiles up at James. "You're really beautiful, you know that?" James whispers to the girl and she blushes. "You're pretty cute as well Potter. Especially when you're all jumbled up like this." James glances away embarrassed as she continues. "Seriously I've never seen you get this flustered ever. I've never even heard you stutter since today."

Sirius is just amused hearing that as they rejoin the two of them. "It's true though. She isn't wrong." Remus smiles. "At least he's getting bolder around her." She smirks at James. "You're getting bolder huh?" James looks at you and chuckles. "It's kind of hard not to be bold right now. Just look at you." He gestures towards you. "It's hard not to say what I'm thinking." (Y/N)'s face turns bright red at his statement. James seems to love that he makes you blush. "Even cuter."

Sirius is amused, Remus is smiling softly, (Y/N) is blushing, and James is looking at her with a lopsided grin. "Aw, Potter. You've got yourself a girlfriend." James chuckles. "I haven't asked her. Yet." He says with a grin.

Sirius playfully shoves him. "Shut up, Potter. She already said she'd go on the date." James nods. "True. True." She laughs at them going back and forth as she smiles at her friends.

The four of them walk up to the register one last time for (Y/N) to pay for her candies. Gently placing everything in her hands on the counter the cashier smiles at her but James quickly glares at him causing his smile to drop. He quickly rings (Y/N) up only speaking to her to tell her the total due to the aggressive glare James is giving the boy.

As she reaches into her pocket for some coins James places some on the counter. "James, you don't have to pay for my candy. Take your money." She huffs up at him. This just made him push the coins closer to the cashier. As the boy takes it with shaky hands she rolls her eyes trying to hide her smile. "Thank you Prongs." Hearing his nickname he grins.

After she collects her bag of candy the four of them walk back to Hogwarts in a much better mood than they all left the castle with.

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A week passes quickly and it's the day of the date. James is in his dorm room, looking nice and ready. He's nervous, but excited. He's wearing his normal uniform minus the robes accompanied with his usual dishevelled hair.

He seems to be nervously cleaning his glasses, causing Sirius to notice and approach him. "Alright there, Potter?" James shrugs. "I'm a little nervous. That's all." Sirius smiles warmly. "It'll be alright, she's probably nervous too." James just shrugs and seems to be doing his best to calm down.

James runs through the whole date plan in his mind. Meet her in the common room, walk through the courtyard with her for a bit then head to the quidditch field to stargaze after the sun goes down. He starts to calm down a bit as he recites the plans in his head but Sirius and Remus can tell he's still a bit nervous. Sirius sighs and crosses his arms. "Potter, if you keep cleaning your glasses like that they'll be clean enough to see you staring at your own reflection." Remus chuckles and sits on his bed. "Try to relax some. You know (Y/N)'s very nice." James just nods. "Sometimes." He teases.

Just then, he hears a knock on their door. "I'll get it." Sirius exclaims and walks over to the door. He opens it, sees it's (Y/N), and holds the door open for her to enter. She walks in, her eyes wandering the room to spot James, and smiles warmly at him. Remus gives him a small pat on his back to get him out of his trance. "You look nice." He comments a bit too loud.

She continues to smile at James. "You too." The girl responds in a much quieter voice. She then turns to look at Sirius. "Thank you for holding the door open for me, Sirius. I appreciate it." He grins. "Of course. You both look great. Go enjoy your date now." Sirius waves the two of you off and walks to Remus's bed after closing the door behind them. Remus smiles. "Now there's something you don't see everyday. James Potter on his first date." Sirius snickers as he gets comfortable laying next to Remus.

James sighs and gently takes your hand as soon as Sirius closes the door. "Ready? We can go to the courtyard first, I have something planned." Giving him a curious look she replies "I'm ready to be impressed." He smiles as he leads her out of the common room and on the path to the courtyard. She allows herself to be led by James towards the doors and once they're in the Courtyard, (Y/N) see there's been quite a bit of set up.

There are paper lanterns hung up above, the lights hanging in the courtyard have been turned off, and there is even some music playing from somewhere. It seems like James worked hard to make this just for her. "Welcome to the courtyard." He smiles warmly.

Looking pleasantly surprised and impressed with the efforts James made for her she speaks up. "James, you really didn't have to go through so much trouble for me. But thank you. I feel flattered." It's clear (Y/N) is grateful for the time and effort James put in. She looks around, taking in the view, the lights illuminating the area, and she lets the music wash over her. James smirks. "You have no idea how long I've had this planned." He takes the girl's hand and brings her over to a bench. "So..." He begins taking a calming breath before continuing. "Can I have a dance with my date?" He says with a grin reaching out his hand.

She can feel the heat coming from his face as he looks at her with a big smile. Her cheeks are flushed with adoration as she happily nods. "Of course!" She stands up and takes James' hand as he gently pulls her close and puts one of her hands on his shoulder. Wrapping his arms around her waist he smiles warmly as he begins dancing slowly. He is clearly a good dancer. He moves his feet with the flow and moves your body in a gentle dance. He seems very confident and comfortable with what he's doing. He also seems so happy, content, and comfortable with the girl. It's like he feels safe just holding her, he feels at ease.

(Y/N) laughs, her cheeks still warm. "Oh you're good at this." James absolutely adores her laugh. He loves hearing it and he's quite pleased he can make her laugh so easily. "I've had quite a bit of practice by myself." James chuckles as he dances. He spins her around and brings her back slowly. You can see there are multiple lanterns and some beautiful looking flowers around you. He looks in your eyes and smiles. "So, can I ask you a question now?" He says as he is still holding her hand, one hand still on her waist as they dance. (Y/N) looks at James and smiles, enjoying the moment. "Of course you can, what's on your mind?"

He lets out a low hum as he thinks of a question. "Well, what's your favorite thing about me?" James asks as they still dance. Bringing her close a few more times and holding her hand tighter right after a spin. "I already know some things I love about you. Like your laugh and your smile... And how cute you look when your cheeks are red. And-" James stops speaking, looking away and blushing again. "What was I even saying?" He chuckles a small bit nervously. "I wasn't supposed to answer my own questions." (Y/N) laughs at James as his cheeks turn red.

Thinking this was too adorable for her not to tease him over, she brings her face close to his. "Is there anything else you want to say, James? Any other things you love about me? You know, just a little reminder." James is so embarrassed. His face is bright red and he doesn't answer her for a few seconds after she brings her face close to his and says that. "Right right right. Well... I love your voice. You have such a lovely voice." You can hear him take a deep breath now. "I love how intelligent you are, you're so fun to talk with." James holds her hand as well as her waist a bit tighter

You're standing very close to each other now. "Well then say it again," (Y/N) chuckles. "I want to hear it again. But louder this time." She smiles at James and winks. The blood rushes to James' face and he has to take another deep breath to calm himself down. He can't help but love you even more right now. "I love... everything about you." He says quietly but clearly so she can hear it. His words have some weight to them as his eyes are now looking at you with such admiration and love. It feels different than when anyone else tells her that. This feels so real to the girl.

She takes a moment to process his words. "You really mean... everything?" (Y/N) whispers back, her cheeks turning red from the comment. James leans a little bit closer towards her. "Everything. I've never felt this way about anyone before." His words have more confidence now. He's no longer the nervous James that you know. "I feel like myself with you, like I can be more confident because I don't have to impress you. I just have to be myself and you accept me. It's incredible." She can see it in his eyes. They're filled with warmth towards her.

Feeling a little stunned by his words it takes her another moment to respond. "I never expected you to be the romantic type, to be honest." She pauses, collecting your thoughts. "But I have to admit, it's sweet. I really like this side of you." James chuckles at her response. "Yeah... You're right, I'm not normally romantic. But when I see you smile, I want to be the reason your smile grows." She sees him blush again before he brings her closer in the dance. He gently rests his forehead against her own as a flush of warmth spread through her body. With his face so close, she felt that it was a perfect opportunity for a kiss. Tilting her head slightly up their lips met in a gentle first kiss.

James freezes for a moment as their lips connect. But he quickly kisses back with a smile. He keeps one arm around your waist and holds you just a little tighter as he moves his other hand onto her cheek. He still seems a bit shocked but now it's combined with happiness.

James lets out a low murmur as his lips part from hers. When he pulls back, his eyes are wide with surprise and delight. After a brief moment of hesitation, he leans forward and kisses her again. His lips are softer this time, and his other hand moves to her waist. James deepens the kiss and now there's a lot more passion in it as (Y/N) feels it in her body. His hands hold her waist tightly and pull her in even closer. He finally pulls back, smiling, but his face shows everything. He's so incredibly happy right now that he can't really contain it.

Both of them are smiling and having a lot of fun as they continue to dance in a tight embrace. James soon notices that the sky is starting to change color and the stars are starting to show. Even though it's getting darker out the lanterns are brightening up the courtyard quite effectively. James is still smiling as (Y/N) can feel how happy he is from how tight he holds her as he continues to dance with her a bit longer.

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James takes her hand into his and starts to lead her to the quidditch field to stargaze. She pesters him with questions on where they're heading but he tells her it's a secret. As the two of you approach the quidditch field her eyes light up with joy as it's clear that James plans to continue the date. He is still smiling and seems to be trying to keep up the cheerful attitude and confidence he has right now.

The night is dark and beautiful. The stars are still out and the moon is out now as well. They both make your way across the field and find a good spot to lay down and relax.

The stars light up the field like a bright, twinkling galaxy. The night's chill keeps (Y/N) close to James, snuggled up with his hand in hers. The gentle sound of his breathing soothes her as she closes her eyes. A warm smile spreads across her face, a pleasant contrast to the cool night air surrounding them. James pulls her closer to him letting her head rest on his chest.

Opening her eyes she can see the constellations in the sky as James is also looking at them with interest. "Do you know the names of these constellations?" He asks her softly. The sky is indeed beautiful. It was very thoughtful of James to bring the two of them to this place so that they can stare at the stars together. It's quite romantic. (Y/N) pushes up her glasses to get a better look at the sky as she points to a specific constellation. "That one is the Cassiopeia constellation right? I'm pretty sure the heart nebula lies within that constellation." She tilts her head up to glance at his expression.

"That's right." He responds enthusiastically as he hugs her tightly. "It's quite beautiful, too, I like to look at it often." He looks at the other stars in the sky. "Do you see Orion?" James asks as he points to a specific group of stars. "Do you know Orions' Belt?" James seems to be teaching her about constellations while also being really affectionate with the girl. She takes note of how sweet of a moment it is.

Smiling at James, she nods. "Yes, and yes!" She laughs at how excited he is. "Do you have other favorite constellations?" James chuckles. "This is just the beginning, I could talk your ear off about constellations if I wanted. But, yes, I love the Big Dipper and Scorpio." James seems to be having fun teaching (Y/N) about the constellations in the sky and having her so close to him.

Between the dance in the courtyard and stargazing in the quidditch field it's the perfect romantic evening for the both of them so far. James sits up causing her to do the same as he pulls her to sit in between his legs with her back against his chest. "Alright, (Y/N). My turn for a question." She laughs. "Alright, what's your question?

"Why me?" James' face is right next to hers as he smiles warmly. "Why did you say yes to my date?" It's a serious question, he genuinely is wondering. He can't imagine why she'd choose him when she could have anyone she wanted, especially since all they've done throughout their Hogwarts years was bickering at one another.

"Even though we constantly bicker and tease each other I ended up falling for you." She admits blushing. "Even with your flirting mishap you still made me fall for you." Laughing she stares at him while still blushing. James chuckles and wraps his arms around her tighter, putting his chin on her shoulder. "So that flirting mishap, it didn't dissuade you from wanting to go out with me?" James says with a grin. "Not really." She replies playfully. "In fact, I'm looking forward to more dates." (Y/N) let out a small laugh before looking towards James.

James' smile grows a bit wider as she says that. He's very pleased with the idea of planning another date for the girl he's head over heels for. They both look at each other warmly and James starts to get an idea. "Well... I do remember saying that I'd like to ask you something during this date. And I haven't yet." He pauses for a moment. "(Y/N), do you mind if I... say something important?" Her eyes sparkle mischievously. "If I recall you've actually asked me a few questions already." She teases him. "But I guess I can allow you another question." As she grins James' face lights up again and he smiles at her. "Alright. Here it is..." His voice is low and soft. It's as if something very important and sweet is coming. "Will you be my girlfriend?" James looks in her eyes and looks very nervous. He hopes she accepts. He hopes and prays.

Her heart races and her head spins as she opens her mouth to respond. She takes a deep breath and smiles. With a shaky, but firm voice she looks at James and says "Of course." James looks shocked for a moment as she answers. (Y/N) notices how still he is as he holds her in his arms. It's very clear that he hoped you'd say yes. "You... would like to be my girlfriend?" He says with clear glee and excitement in his voice. A big, joyful smile spreads across his face. "I've never felt so happy. Thank you. Thank you (Y/N)." James leans down and kisses you on the cheek. "Mmhmm" she hums in response, blushing profusely. She felt her heart race in her chest as she felt his lips press against her cheek.

James smiles warmly at her. The kind of smile that shows that she is the only one on his mind. She means everything to him now and always. She is his world and he is so glad he is hers. "I...can't even describe how happy tonight has made me." He chuckles. "I'm glad I did this date. I knew I'd enjoy your company, even if you just wanted to stay friends." He pauses to try to calm down his excitement. "But now that you've accepted to be my girlfriend too? It's even better." James kisses you firmly on the lips this time. (Y/N) can't help but smile and blush with joy at the realization that James Potter is now her boyfriend.

(Y/N) and James stay like this for a few seconds while still holding her in his arms. He then pulls away and smiles at her while asking. "Do you want to do anything else tonight? Or would you like to go back to the common room?" He asks. James seems ready to do whatever she wants for the rest of the night. She's the only one on his mind right now and he's so happy to be with you no matter what they chose to do. "I'm happy to just spend time with you." She pipes up. "Maybe we can go for a walk somewhere? It's nice out tonight."

James smiles and nods. "I'd love that, let's go on a walk together. We can go to the lake, I know you like that area." James says, starting to stand up as he helps her up as well. He wraps his arm around her and starts to walk side by side with her. "You know, I have to admit. I really liked being alone tonight with you." James smiles at you. "I think this was a really great date." (Y/N) smiles softly. "I'm happy to spend more time with you too." She grins as she continues. "Let's go to the lake then."

She links her arm with his. "You know, I had a very nice time on this date," She says, smiling at him. "Did you really?" James says as he looks at her. His voice indicates that he is genuinely happy to hear anything she has to say. As they both begin to walk in the direction of the lake everything around them begins to settle down. It is getting even quieter and even more peaceful than it was.

James breaks the silence by asking another question. "If you don't mind me asking, how long have you had feelings for me?" He asks you after a minute of walking. She hums thinking. "I'd say for a year now." She pushes up her glasses while continuing. "Yeah a year sounds right." James looks surprised. "A year?" James asks. "Seriously? You were hiding your feelings that long?" He looks at her with a warm expression but he seems impressed with her all of a sudden too before adding on. "And the whole time we were bickering and being annoying to each other as friends?" James chuckles again. (Y/N) hums in agreement. "Not exactly," She replies insinuating that she wasn't trying to hide her feelings from the clueless boy. "But I'm glad I got the chance to tell you finally," She smiles shyly at him as they reach the lake.

"It looks so peaceful outside at night." She glances up at James with a smile as he says that taking note of all his features. She can feel how excited she is to be spending more time with him tonight. James turns and smiles back at her while giving her hand a small squeeze. "I've never seen you so shy." He says with a chuckle. "I mean, you're literally blushing." James wraps his arm around her bringing her closer to him. "Ha ha you're acting quite different to Potter." She teases. He grins at her holding her closer. "But yes I agree it's peaceful outside. I love the peace and tranquillity that the lake brings to this place." (Y/N) says while looking at James once again.

They stare at the lake in silence for a bit before James pipes up with another question. "Do you like the water?" She chuckles. "You like asking a lot of questions tonight don't you?" He ruffles up his hair feeling embarrassed. "I do like the water. The sight of it is quite refreshing." She replies with a blush tainting her cheeks. James nods in agreement. "Do you like it too?" He smiles and nods again. He looks out towards the lake and its peaceful atmosphere. Just a few lights can be seen in the distance. Just the sky and the lake and the two of you. "Yeah, I do like the water. Especially at the lake. It just has such a calming presence." He smiles again as he looks at you with loving eyes.

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Sitting at the lake some more enjoying each other's presence along with the lake's calming effect. The night sky is beautiful, the wind is calm, and it's peaceful and quiet. It's a lovely night as the two eventually head back to the Gryffindor common room. James and (Y/N) stay close together, holding each other's hands as they walk back.

As they slowly end up back in the castle and to the portrait they enter, finding a more comfortable place to sit and keep the date going a little longer before heading to bed. "This is a good night, isn't it? It feels like it was meant to be." James says playfully. "It really is. The night air, the stars... it's just so perfect." (Y/N) whispers, pressing up close to James on the sofa.

James smiles and wraps his arms around her, kissing her forehead. "Yeah, this is definitely a perfect night." He looks at her like he really wants to kiss her again. He leans in closer to her face. "I think I can make this even more perfect." He says with confidence. "Oh really? Please enlighten me Potter." she replies with a coy smile. James looks at her for a moment longer before slowly leaning towards her. He closes his eyes and goes in for a kiss. It is a deep, passionate, and romantic kiss. James wraps his arms around her and pulls her closer. He is obviously loving every second of it.

Finally, he pulls back and smiles at the girl. "I wanted to make your night perfect... and well.." He chuckles. "I think I did it." (Y/N) blushes while rolling her eyes at his confidence. "I think you did too." James softly replies, "Good." He still has her in arms as he rests his head on top of hers. "This night is one of the best... no it is the best night of my life." At this moment (Y/N) notices that James isn't just holding her, he is hugging her with almost all his strength. He wants to be as close to her as possible, he doesn't want to let her go. She can tell James is happy. Very happy. He knows he is finally with the woman he loves and she is finally with the man she absolutely adores.

[i-think-too-loud]

saw this and agree with everything, but also…reg being the exact opposite?

some silly little thoughts i need to get out of my head before they consume me

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-never gets caught pranking people because he’s convinced a detention is the worst punishment in the world (knows even one mistake would give his parents enough reason to disown him, too)

-smells like lavender (bc of the hc that he needs sleeping potions to be able to sleep and not have nightmares) and coffee and maybe flowers

-hates fire and will sit as far away from it as possible even if he’s shivering soooo badly (hc that he used to love sitting in the rain and swimming before the whole cave incident and he’d come into the common room soaking wet and shivering and still refuse to sit near the fire) (evan and dorcas mother-henning him bc they’re genuinely concerned with this habit)

-his day will go absolutely horrible if he doesn’t make his bed in the morning or his schedule gets interrupted (is he on the spectrum? probably)

-he and panda (all the skittles really)smoke all of the time, r does it because he has Anxiety and it calms his nerves

-was a big fan of Poe and Dickens and all kinda of muggle authors (he’d sneak out of Grimmauld when he was little and buy books from muggle shops. he just never got caught or told anyone, unlike Sirius who was very vocal about it) (he also borrowed some from Remus or Lily at times)

-also learned about love and marriage from watching his parents and for the longest time didn’t think love actually existed and that it was only a tale for children (like the tooth fairy or something) (forgot until editing this that Cupid exists, so he probably assumed it was a story like that with the love arrows)

-i don’t know many 70’s bands but he would have LOVED lana and conan, i’m convinced. (J would be such a swiftie tell me i’m wrong)

-doesn’t smile much but when he does it’s absolutely perfect (j absolutely melts when he sees it. R knows this and will absolutely use it to his advantage)

-doesn’t doodle but he writes poetry, often in the margins of book or on scraps of paper or whatever is closest to him. sometimes he’ll just lean over to james/panda/barty/whatever love interest you hc him with and scribble a little poem on their arm or hand just so he can get it out of him (see: Non-Stop from Hamilton)

-usually only wears black or green in public (but secretly loves when he and j are in private and he gets to wear all of j’s clothes, which are so loose and colorful and the complete opposite of the ones his parents allow him to be seen in)

-doesn’t dislike mcgonagall, but hates how pushy she can be about him joining ECs or whatnot (also hc that r, who’s favorite subject was potions and would even brew in his spare time, used to help make healing potions or sleeping droughts and whatnot for Pomfrey since she was always busy and never have time) (he would never admit it to anyone where he was going everyday when he was brewing them, though) (probably also how he realized Remus was a werewolf was because he was always around the infirmary helping out) (r would have been a healer in another life. one where he wasn’t expected to harm instead.)

-wouldn’t like most muggle sports (hates the rich people ones like golf or tennis but also hates how violent hockey or football could get) but he’d like ice/figure skating and ballet, and he would LOVE music (not so much listening to it, that’s j’s thing, but playing it. the piano or the violin, maybe. something delicate and pretty and requires precision)

-gay. the gayest little guy you’ve ever seen. (he and panda/dorcas tried hooking up just once while they were Realizing and it was so embarrassingly awful they both decided never to mention it again)(also Reg and barty/remus being fWb because….well, bc i said so)

[moonstruckme]

And then I have one but idk which marauder to make it for so I’ll let you pick whoever you think it fits better. I have to take medicine for my OCD and anxiety but it’s embarrassing. So I’m like imagining who you pick staying the night with the reader and her skipping her medicine because she’s embarrassed but being off medicine messes you up. So clearly the reader would be alittle down and out of it so her friend asks her if she’s okay and if she took her medicine. Welllllll the marauder hears that and later that night when they are getting ready for bed he simply hands her a glass and asks her to take her medicine please and mentions how he wants all of her that includes the quirks, need for medicine, and need for comfort sometimes too.

I decided to make this part of the Sirius x Remus' roommate saga, hope that's alright! Thanks for requesting sweetheart <3

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5

cw: some symptoms of withdrawal, reader takes prescription meds

modern au

Sirius Black x fem!reader ♡ 1.5k words

Apparently, even when Sirius gets you out of your flat for the weekend, Remus is still always in the middle of things. 

“I can’t believe you got him to watch New Girl,” Remus complains over speakerphone as you make yourself a cup of tea. Sirius had offered to do it for you, but you’d brushed him off, and he’d been too busy secretly delighting in how comfortable you are in his flat to argue further. “James and I have been trying to get him to watch the first episode for years.” 

“Mmm, you’ve got to start on season three to get people interested, then go back,” you tell him wisely. “I showed him my favorite episode, the one with…uh…”

You trail off, and Sirius looks at you over the top of the couch. There’s a dissatisfied pinch between your brows.

“The one with the spider?” Remus prompts knowingly. 

“Right.” You blink a couple of times, refocusing on your mug as you pour hot water in over the teabag. “That one.” 

“Well, the apartment is quiet without you, but I’m glad you’re having fun.” 

Sirius’ mouth curls as he waits for your response. Though he sometimes still gets jealous of the easy intimacy between you as roommates, he’s come to enjoy the entertainment value of your banter with Remus. The apartment’s just as quiet with me, you’ll say, or You don’t even want to know what kind of fun we’re having. 

But your gaze has gone distant, and after a few seconds, the reply doesn’t seem like it’s going to come. 

Sirius feels worry snake around his ribcage, a light but noticeable pressure. A few hours ago, you’d complained of a headache, and ever since then you’ve seemed in an odd headspace. You’re quieter than you’ve ever been around him, you claimed not to feel like lunch, and he’s caught you stumbling or losing track of your thoughts on more than a couple occaisions. He’d asked once if you’d wanted to go home, but you’d promised you were fine and Sirius didn’t want to push the issue. He loves having you here, he really does, but he hopes it’s nothing about being in his home that’s making you seem so…off. He’d compromised by suggesting you show him that show you’re always referencing (Remus and James were right, it actually is pretty good) in the hopes that a few hours of relaxation would help restore you to yourself, but you don’t seem to be feeling better. 

Even over the phone, Remus picks up on it too. “You alright?” 

“Mm?” You blink. “Oh, yeah.” There’s a forced cheer to your voice, and Sirius watches as you roll your shoulders as if bracing yourself. “I’m just a little tired, I guess.” 

Remus hums, the sound crackling through the speaker. “Did you take your medicine last night?” 

You take him off speaker. Sirius turns when your eyes dart towards where he’s sitting on the couch, taking the coward’s way out on instinct and pretending he wasn’t paying attention. 

“I’m fine,” you say quietly into the phone. Sirius can’t hear Remus well enough anymore to make out his response, but he recognizes the slow, coaxing inflection of his friend’s voice. Your own tone sharpens in contrast, though you sound heartbreakingly exhausted. “I’ve got it. Yep, thanks. See you tomorrow.” 

You blow on your tea as you join Sirius on the couch, not a trace of apprehension about you. He extends his arm invitingly, and you slot underneath it like it’s home. 

“I gather you two aren’t used to time apart,” he teases, trying to entice a smile from you. 

It works, albeit only slightly. The curve of your lips is minute, but he’ll take it. “We’re both homebodies,” you say simply. “We’ve grown too used to being around each other.” 

“His privilege and your curse,” Sirius laments, exaggerating his grunt when you elbow him in the ribs. “Fine, you’re both very lucky. I’m just glad I managed to snag you for one weekend.” When he aims a saccharine smile your way, he suspects you set your cheek on his shoulder as a ploy to hide your blush. It melts him regardless, like ice cream in the summertime. “Want to watch another episode, lovely girl?” 

He frowns when all that gets out of you is a hum, rubbing your bicep as he presses play. 

He manages to get some dinner into you by insisting you try takeaway from his favorite Thai place in the neighborhood, and you seem amenable to the idea of an early night, all but drooping over the sink as you brush your teeth. 

Sirius will never admit it, but his heart is pounding as he takes a glass down from above the kitchen sink, filling it with water. He hopes this isn’t a massive overreach. This thing between you is still relatively new, and the last thing he wants is to make your first stay at his place awkward for either of you, but he cares about you. From what Sirius can tell, you’ve withdrawn into what seems like an unhappy place inside your head, and he can’t just leave you there by yourself. 

He catches you just as you’re leaving the bathroom, passing you the glass of water as casually as he can, as if it's the most routine thing in the world, before taking your place at the sink. “Don’t forget your medicine,” he says softly, taking his toothbrush from beside yours in the cup.

For a moment, you’re quiet. Sirius squirts toothpaste onto his brush, trying his damndest not to look for your reaction in the mirror. 

“You heard Remus on the phone.” It’s almost a whisper. Nowhere close to a question.

“I didn’t mean to,” Sirius apologizes, glancing up at your reflection. You’re looking distant again, your gaze fixed somewhere to the left of his face. “I’m sorry if I heard something you didn’t want me to, but it’s…did you forget?” 

You take another long moment to reply. Sirius is careful to stay quiet, giving you space as you chew your lip, but when your eyes meet his in the mirror you look so crestfallen his heart nearly stops. “I didn’t forget,” you admit. “It’s just so embarrassing, I didn’t want you to know.” 

He can’t stay still anymore. His toothpaste drops with a wet smack into the bowl of the sink when he sets his toothbrush on the rim, and he’s got your hands in his in a second. “Sweetheart, what do you mean?” He keeps ahold of one of your hands, letting his other one coast up your arm to your shoulder, where his thumb massages your collarbone familiarly. “It’s not embarrassing. It’s just, it’s something you need to be yourself. Like…my sparkly doc martens, you know? Or Remus’ chocolate hoards.” 

Your laugh is brief, more a huffed exhale than anything, but Sirius grins at you nonetheless. His hand moves up to cup the back of your neck, thumb soothing over the edge of your jaw. 

“You know what I really like about you?” he asks. You don’t look inclined to answer, but your left brow flicks up as if to say Go on. “Everything.” 

You scoff, seeming lighter even as you pull away from grasp. “Shut up.” 

“No, really,” he insists, vying for your hand back. “Getting to know you, it’s been amazing. Every new thing I learn is just something more to like.” You finally stop fighting him, eyes wary as he grips you by the shoulders, keeping you in place. “I want to learn everything there is to know about you, whenever you’ll let me. And I know I can’t expect it all at once,” he says, voice dropping into a more sincere register, “but I want all of it, including the parts you think—wrongly, I might add—are embarrassing.” He gives your upper arms a light squeeze. “Got that, pretty girl?”

A light blush colors your cheeks, and Sirius grins. You’re getting harder to fluster these days, but he delights in making it happen whenever he can. “Okay,” you say, still a tad sheepish for his liking. He plants a kiss on your cheek. 

“Good. Now go get your meds. I don’t want you passing out during breakfast tomorrow because of withdrawal.” 

“That’s not how it works,” you snipe, but he hears the rattle of pills as you dig through your overnight bag. 

“Whatever,” he says breezily, picking up his toothbrush to put a new dollop of paste onto it. “I just can’t reckon with the idea that Remus still knows things about you I don’t. Shouldn’t I outrank him by now?” 

“You’ve had roommates,” you tell him, coming back into the bathroom with the glass of water half empty. “You’re really going to tell me that they don’t know more about you than I do right now?”

Sirius makes a noncommittal, muffled sound, pointing to his toothpaste-filled mouth as excuse not to answer. 

“Right,” you say drily. “Maybe we should call your pal Remus and see if he happens to recall.” 

Sirius has never spit so fast in his life. 

[thegirlwhowrites642]

Hiii

Do you have more Ginny headcanon ?

Do you have fifteen hours?

I'd say most of my headcanons are more like deductions from canon to be honest. You can find some of them in my one-shots. Anyway, I'll try to make a list of strictly Ginny headcanons.

her favourite colour is green (which between Harry's eyes and the Harpies is basically canon, it's like saying that red being Harry's favourite colour is a headcanon)

as we all know Ginny loves cats, but seeing that her family could never afford to buy her one, she always had in mind that with her first paycheck, she would buy her first cat, and she does

when she was little she wrote adventure stories about her and The Boy Who Lived

writing was a part of her healing process after the Chamber

in her second year, Dumbledore invited her many times to play chess and it was a subtle way to bring her to open up about the diary (this is technically not canon but it's way more canon complaint that Dumbledore did this than the idea that he didn't, both from the perspective of him being a good loving man despite it all, and the cynical perspective of him wanting to know more about Riddle)

I'm a strong supporter of the universally accepted headcanon of Ginny and Sirius having late-night chats at Grimmauld Place

Ginny jokingly promised Sirius that if she and Harry would've actually ended up together (like Sirius seemed to believe) she would've called her first boy after him

as the years go by, she and Rita Skeeter develop a sort of frenemies situation (this is actually something I've been thinking of writing about for a long time)

with tpfy @takearisk-ao3 made me fall in love with the idea that Smith would remain an annoying presence in her life

she was arrested at least once while Harry was already Head Auror, it was very embarrassing for the Aurors involved

McGonagall asked her to become Head Girl but she turned it down

she was the first woman to become sports editor for the Daily Prophet (for who doesn't know this: sports journalism is an exetremely sexist field)

I can't imagine Ginny as anything but the coolest of mothers

every young Quidditch player dreams of the stamp of approval from Ginny Potter, if she says a player is going to be great then that player is going to be great, she very much has the power of influencing the players' market with her opinions

in general, I imagine Ginny as eventually a very revolutionary, iconic, and borderline intimidating figure of sports journalism, someone people would aspire to work with and become like (a sort of way less workaholic and good version of Miranda Priestly)

obviously, she published books, but I totally see her publishing also novels and I think that Ginny specifically writing children's novels in her last years would be a very full circle moment seeing that she started the story in love with The Boy Who Lived

I'm kind of into the idea of Ginny eventually starting her own newspaper (with Albus, because I headcanon him as a journalist too)

she is extremely careful in making sure Lily Luna never thinks she can't do something because she is a girl and she makes sure James and Albus never shove her aside

she loves Harry's smile (this is kind of canon, to be honest, fourth book) and she absolutely adores the sound of his laugh

she rescues animals like it's her job, the Potter house is filled with rescues (Harry is always grumpy at first about it, more because he feels like someone should be the reasonable one but secretly it's just one of the many things he loves about her)

the animals obviously have the weirdest names

she kind of likes Slughorn, in the way you like a weird uncle you see once a year

she absolutely can cook, she is the only daughter of Molly Weasley, of course she can cook, she just doesn't like doing it most of the time

even after she stops playing she still keeps doing regular physical exercise

absolutely accidental fashion icon

Ginevra was the name of her half-Italian maternal grandmother who died of a broken heart after Gideon and Fabian's deaths

she passes on to her kids her arts and crafts love, but especially to Teddy

All is well is something she started saying to Harry after he had nightmares, eventually, Harry started doing it with her too, and it sort of became their mantra

she was a bit disturbed by the fact that she would never be able to know if James and Lily would have approved of her, she went alone to their graves the day before her wedding to talk with them

this is substantially canon, but according to JKR, when yew wands (like Ginny's) get buried with their owner, a yew tree is born from the grave and I adore that image (the tree protects Harry's grave too)

I'm pretty sure I could go on for an eternity but let's stop here.

[hotdamnitsmoony]

what i think the marauders favourite tv show would be - based on my favs :)

james - stranger things. he’d watch it because everyone was raving about it and then become emotionally invested in the characters. he thinks the concept of the monsters is really cool but also very terrifying. he’d definitely make everyone else watch it too, and he’d be mouthing along the lines while they did. his favourite character would be steve harrington, because i think they’re pretty similar. the episode he’d like the most would be s4 ep6.

regulus - the rain on netflix. it’s a kinda disturbing show about an apocalyptic world where the rain literally kills you if it touches you and there’s a whole thing with sibling betrayal and i just feel like he’d eat it up. his favourite character would be lea or kira. he would really love dystopian and apocalyptic shows in general tbh. his favourite episode would be the cult one, because it explores religion in an apocalyptic world.

sirius - greys anatomy. i’ve said this before but he would secretly LOVE greys, even if he won’t admit it. his favourite character is addison montgomery, closely followed by mark sloan. the episode he likes the most is the musical episode but if you ask him, he hates it. also he would so do the superhero pose amelia shepherd does before her surgeries before he does anything important.

remus - the society. it’s a dark, weird and kinda obscure show that only had one season because of covid but he’d love it. he’d bring it up in conversation with everyone and ask them what they’d do if all adults suddenly disappeared, which would obviously have varying responses. he’d complain about not getting a satisfying ending to it all the time. his favourite character is sam or kelly definitely. he can’t choose a favourite episode because literally so much happens in every one.

lily - the good place. i’ve also said this before, but i just genuinely think she’d love it. it’s a show that she would watch while knitting or studying, because it’s easy to follow and funny. she’d definitely quote it a lot and it’d create some great & healthy conversations between the marauders about mortality, morals and death. her favourite character is janet!

pandora - a series of unfortunate events. she’d love this show wholeheartedly. it’s so messy and reminds her of the odd things that seem to keep happening to her. she’d know the “that’s not how the story goes” song and sing it all the time, though she’d change the lyrics to fit whatever situation or drama is going on. her favourite character is sunny, and she started wearing more bows in her hair because of violet! her favourite episode would be s2 ep3!

mary - desperate housewives. she would love the drama, the betrayals and the overall storylines. she’d know every little thing about it, from all the names of lynette’s children to mrs mccluskey’s backstory. her favourite character is gabby solis and she will take no criticism. her favourite episode is the one where carlos’ mum falls down the stairs.

marlene - glee. i genuinely believe she’d know every single big song and wouldn’t stop singing them. you hear “Don’t Stop Belivin’” being sung (badly) in the hallway? it’s marlene. her favourite character is santana lopez and she knows the entire monologue that she says to kurt in season 6. she constantly complains about this show but really does love it. her favourite episode is the klaine & brittana wedding!

dorcas - heartbreak high! she’d love the petty drama and storylines that happen in this show, and she’d so create her own “map” but put concealment charms on it because unlike harper and amerie she’s smart enough not to get caught. her favourite character would be ca$h or harper, and the episode she likes the most would be ep4.

barty - how to sell drugs online (fast)! this show is so hilarious and i really think he’d enjoy it. he’d smell the plot twists coming a mile away but he’d still love it, and probably make evan watch it with him. his favourite character is moritz because he’s just such an idiot and he sort of reminds him of himself, though i feel like he’d love lisa too. he would say that he doesn’t have a favourite episode because he loved it all.

evan - the umbrella academy. he would compare the dysfunctional family to the marauders nonstop. he’d love the way it explores time travel and superpowers, and would spend hours in the library researching if it was possible because he’d get hyper fixated on it of course. his favourite character is klaus (no surprise there lol) and he literally cried during that one episode in season 3. his favourite episode is the first ever one.

(as always, these are my own opinions!! i’ve personally watched all these shows and love them all very much!! this took a while to make but we move who needs a sleep schedule anyway. )

[itsjaywalkers]

Can you rate the marauders era characters on who’s got the best bed skills

I CAN NONNIE this ask is so fun but also i'm not gonna actually rate them as in . give them scores or anything, i'm just gonna give the sort of impression they give me sex wise <333

(only doing the marauders + lily + reg + pandora bc there are too many characters and it's 1am and i'm lazy) (sooooorryyyyy) (said like shiv in s3 e2)

james: he's annoyingly good at it, just like he is at everything else. he can fuck fast and hard or slow and sweet, whatever tickles ur fancy + he always prioritises ur pleasure over his. he has great stamina which often ends with their partners overstimulated bc he can never get enough. can get vvv kinky but he likes vanilla sex from time to time. oral fixation (loves to eat pussy and he does it like a CHAMP). a crier

sirius: very good at it even tho he isn't THAT interested in sex (when he finds someone he likes tho . he's insatiable). kinky and soooo loud, is never content with just one round. loves to be controlled and bossed around but he's gonna be a brat about it regardless, just bc he enjoys pushing boundaries + testing his partner's limits

peter: mediocre but decent enough. mostly into vanilla sex, likes it sweet and intimate. gets very nervous and unsure at first but grows confident as he begins to find out what his partner likes. NEEDS cuddles afterwards and loves to be reassured while at it (this is NOT about oby peter . oby peter Fucks . and he's insanely good at it)

remus: a Wet Sock of a man even when it comes to this. whimpers and groans and gets all desperate. he usually goes for hard and fast bc . u know . his furry little problem or whatever but he tends to check up on his partner afterwards, when his mind is a bit clearer, bc he worries about going too far (idk why i said partner it's sirius it's always sirius that man is obsessed with him). gets really into it, kinda loses his mind a little, turns a lil controlling bc of it

lily: she's Good. can be a bit of a brat but if u manage to push her until she breaks she gets all desperate and needy and almost obedient. she can also be very dominant, it depends on who her partner is really, but bc of all the pressure she puts on herself she kinda enjoys letting go. knows all the techniques and tricks in the book bc she needs to be the best at everything she does but secretly likes it a lot better when it's messy and sloppy

regulus: ooooh he's a tricky one. i feel like he enjoys sex and can be a bit of a slut but he also has soooo many issues with intimacy the act tends to come with a certain bitterness. he has fun but he overthinks so much it's never a completely pleasurable experience (at least at first, he needs some level of trust u know). he's all proud and fussy and tries to play hard to get but goes all pliant and soft when he's horny enough. unable to keep quiet, will talk back but still do what u ask of him (and enjoy it). king of sucking cock

pandora: she is the Moment. no one does it like her. will ruin her partner for everyone else and she knows she fucking Knows. very dominant, and the mean kind (but makes sure about what her partner can take or can't take beforehand). she's harsh and aggressive but will always cuddle u afterwards and make sure ur feeling okay and takes care of u if ur feeling too sore. vvvvv kinky, the weird and bordering on concerning type. definitely into blood and knife play

[pomegranateboba]

Hello, it's me again! I really love the headcanons, really simple yet written nicely! I'll be your daily requestor, sending asks for only twice a week so that you can have some rest.

Here's my second one. I hope it isn't too much for you. How about ArTw men with a MC who is a huge Swiftie? (because I'm a Swiftie too, I love all Taylor's albums) Honestly, many people ignore asks that involves Taylor Swift and I don't know why 😭 Anyway, that's all for today. Thank you!

Hello hello again :) Personally, I'm not a Swiftie, but half my school's population is, so I think I can do this

A Summoner who is a Swiftie

Arcturus:

Wants to hear some of the songs (I hope you can sing bestie)

Can and will listen to you rant of Taylor Swift and her songs and/or albums

Realistically speaking you can't just travel so casually to and from the boundary, but lets just say you can, just because

Will willingly go for the Eras Tour with you

Becomes a Swiftie himself

You guys will listen to her at 3am when Arcky knits and cuddles you

Spica

He is honestly surprised at how many songs she has, it's literally amazing

If you really are a hardcore Swiftie, he would find everyway possible to get her to perform in the boundary, or take you to Mid Earthium himself

He will spend money to get you tickets for the Eras Tours (sugar daddy fr)

Will get you merch for your birthday

Listens to her when doing paperwork

It helps him calm down when Alpheratz doesn't show up for yet another meeting

Alpheratz

He first found out about this when you subconsciously hummed a song under your breath

Now he wants to know who is artist of said song (I don't know what song either I don't listen to Taylor Swift)

Does his best to stay awake when you rant to him about how amazing Taylor is

Secretly thinks you're cute when talk so happily like that

Listens to her when sleeping

Would probably put her on full volume in earphones so that he wouldn't have to hear Spica nag at him

Pollux

He gives paper rings vibes to me, honestly (I'm not sure actually, but I like the perkiness)

Almost immediately becomes a Swiftie too

You both could go on hours talking about her

The 2 of you go bug Spica to bring you both to see the Eras Tour

He would buy merch for you both if he had money

You both blast it at full volume in your rooms (Spica has filed a noise complaint, you 2 simply don't care)

Both of you have one earphone in during classes (My friend did that once)

Vega

He may or may not already know this fact, considering you both were childhood friends

Is used to listening to you rant about Taylor Swift, and will do it again

Also thinks you are super cute when you do that

This is pretty nostalgic for him as well, it was something you both listened too in Mid Earthium

Isn't that big of a fan, but if you are happy so is he

Concerts aren't his thing either, but he would gladly go with you if it means he can spend more time with you

Sirius

HE IS CRUEL SUMMER BUT HUMAN FIGHT ME

Will definitely tease you a little about how much you love Taylor Swift

But would eventually start liking her music as well

Do yall also think Sirius can sing? I do, he will sing for you.

Maybe. If you bug him enough, or if he's in the mood

He can kinda relate to some songs (I'll let you pick which ones)

Ughhhh Sirius gives Cruel Summer fr

Will find a way to get you merch, I mean he literally already does illegal stuff, I'm sure he can get you merch from Mid Earthium

Don't blame me, love made me crazy, if it doesn't you ain't doing it right

Okay this is way shorter than I normally write but as a non-swiftie I hope I got it

Remember to stay hydrated and get enough sleep :)

[seriouslysam8]

Okay, don’t hate me but I used to hate Harry. I always found him annoying and thought he was way too impulsive and hot headed, but after reading Alew… I get it. I never thought how hard it would be for a 15 month old to see someone kill his mother and try to kill him and get thrown into household that hated his existence, but I get it. I get why he was so impulsive, I get why he was so hot headed, I get why he didn’t trust adults. Reading about how he’s behaving towards Blackinnon was tugging on my heart strings and I can’t believe a kid that was that traumatized was locked up for years and treated like a slave. I never thought of it from that pov. I had a hard time relating to Harry because I grew up privileged with lots of love so I didn’t understand his decisions, but I get it now. I don’t know if that’s what you intended with this story, but thanks for opening my eyes. I’m impartial to Ginny and I’m actually really looking forward to seeing if you can change my mind on Hinny. I have to admit I’m a huge Romione fan and I came across your story because of someone ranting about you hating Hermione on a Reddit post and curiosity got the best of me and I’m so glad. If it helps, you got another fan off of someone bitching about you on Reddit (free publicity lol). Btw, this fan has no issues with you not liking Hermione or Romione 🫶🏻

It wasn’t my intention to convert Harry haters with this story. I really just wanted to give my boy the childhood he deserved to have.

I don’t know how long you’ve been lurking here, but I grew up with a narcissist mother and an absent father. Love was earned through saying, doing, and thinking the right things. It was a lot of emotional abuse and manipulation. I gravitate towards characters who had less than stellar upbringings. I think Sirius is my all-time favorite because I think his canon childhood was most closely aligned with mine while I think Harry’s abuse was way worse and horrific.

But anyway, I like to write about what I know. I like to write about my experiences and what I’ve gone through. I’m married to a husband who grew up like you with no shortage of love. I laugh-cry sometimes because his mother is totally a Molly Weasley. She’s so warm and welcoming and there is no shortage of love in her heart for anyone. I don’t think that woman has a mean bone in her body. I have kids with my husband. So I really like writing the dynamics of Hinny and Blackinnon where one is so unsure as a parent because of their upbringing and the other is so confident because they had a fantastic upbringing. It’s what I know, you know?

I had someone comment that Sirius seems like a boring dad in Alew. I think as someone who had to work for the love and acceptance of his parents for the longest time until he reached the point he didn’t care anymore (but secretly did care because what was wrong with him that love for him was even conditional in the first place) is struggling being thrust into this father position. He loves Harry to death. He wants to be the best father he can be. He would die a thousand deaths for this kid. But he’s so unsure of how to do the small things like playing because it wasn’t like his parents ever got to his level and played with him. He’s learning as he goes. Meanwhile, Marlene grew up loved and her parents played with her and she was allowed to be a person. So her nurturing and playful side comes easier with Harry than it does with Sirius. It’s really these little nuances I like to think about and write about.

Because of the prophecy, Harry was sheltered. I do think in canon he was locked up in Godric’s Hollow and only had contact with a select few people. So I think from a very young age, he had apprehension around strangers or people not around him often. This is highlighted in Alpenglow where Remus tries to tend to Harry while Sirius comforts Marlene. Harry doesn’t know Remus well enough to be alone with him. He’s sobbing and clinging to Sirius. Sirius, naturally, snaps at Remus and buckles down on how he can take care of both Harry and Marlene which ensues a fight between them.

In Alew, Harry is meeting so many new people in so many new places. He’s a shell of the kid he once was. I wanted to write at least those two one-shots of what Harry was like before Halloween (Alpenglow and Redamancy). He was a happy, cuddly, playful child. As much as Sirius is learning the nuances of being the best father he can be, Harry is also learning how cruel the world can truly be as he’s exposed to more and more. While Harry is loved and happy with Blackinnon, he misses his parents and has nightmares about Halloween and is more reserved than he once was. I often think about how none of that would ever go away or get better if he was the Dursleys. There would be no healing. But with Blackinnon, he had the opportunity to heal and grieve and cling to the two people he knows best after his parents.

I like to think about how this Harry would be different than canon Harry. How would a Harry who was loved and grew up with loving parents be versus an abused and neglected Harry at the Dursleys. It completely fascinates me. Because Harry wouldn’t have hesitated to tell his godparents about the three-headed dog or suspecting Snape jinxing his broom. He would have told them all about the Chamber of Secrets and hearing the basilisk and the kids being petrified. They would be highly involved and not dismissing Harry. So how would things turn out different?? It’s all so fascinating as I go back and forth on how I want things to play out later in the series.

While I love me stay-at-home dad Sirius, I could totally see him wanting to be on the board of governors once Harry starts school and being highly involved with Hogwarts because he’s highly protective of the people he loves. Obtaining Sirius’ love is hard. But once you wrestle your way through his defenses, he loves fiercely and he’d die for you.

Anyway, I think I digressed. I am long-winded. But I do hope to change your mind about Ginny as well as Hinny. They are ultimately my OTP. I love their dynamics and how well they fit together. I personally find Ginny hilarious and I love writing the Weasley family dynamics.

As for how you discovered me, I know exactly who was talking about me on Reddit. They’ve done so a lot in the past and have attacked other Hinny writers as well. I find it very ironic that I can’t say anything negative about Hermione but they can openly bash Ginny. Honestly, I didn’t hate Hermione before. She wasn’t my favorite character and I always kind of had her lingering in the background. If you read the Moments in Time series, you can see that. She’s there but not a major focal point. There is background Romione because that is my canon-light universe (I say canon-light because Hinny raises Teddy and Ron never quits the Aurors so there’s a few minor canon changes). Nobody would have guessed I disliked Hermione in those stories.

But people like the one who ranted about me on Reddit really made me hate her character. I would get annoyed because multiple people wanted Hermione more involved in the MIT series. They wanted her to be perfect and solve all the issues and be utilized more. I didn’t want to do that. I liked Harry and Ron being besties and solving crimes together and being the ones to solve the problems for once. I am a massive Ron fan, just FYI. It got to a point where I just killed her off in the last story of the MIT series in a now-deleted story because I couldn’t take all the chatter surrounding her character because I never set out to write a story or series about Hermione.

But I know this person says I bash Hermione in my writing. I really don’t. I think bashing is lazy writing. I do, however, tells stories through multiple POVs. Their feelings towards other characters shines through. I always write a very contentious relationship between Sirius and Dumbledore until they can find their common ground and work together. I’ve been told I’ve bashed Dumbledore in my stories before. But really, I haven’t. I like a nice gray Dumbledore. But through Sirius’ eyes, he is critical and there is little love. Meanwhile, in the same chapter, you’ll have Remus singing Dumbledore’s praises because there is already established respect there. In my now-deleted story, Romione was getting a divorce because they grew apart. Ginny was critical of Hermione and siding with her brother (obviously) when the divorce was announced. In the same POV, Ron defends Hermione because that’s the mother of his children. So, I do write realistic relationships where not everyone gets along and not every character likes every other character. But I don’t really consider this bashing. I find it refreshing when characters have different thoughts and feelings and are unique.

So when I started the Petrichor series, I planned to ease Hermione out of the story. Essentially, Sirius doesn’t die in the DOM nor do Harry and co even go to the DOM because he is reminded of the mirror by Ginny. So Harry is bitter towards Hermione trying to get him to stop leaving to save Sirius (his only family left) even though she’s right. He doesn’t want to be told I told you so. He keeps his distance. Then, that summer, Hermione never goes to stay with them because of a failed attack on Grimmauld. So when they reunite in September at school and Hermione is weary of Marlene being back with an altered memory, Harry doesn’t want to hear it. He’s stubborn because he feels like he’s finally found a family and doesn’t want to hear Hermione’s concerns. Even if they’re valid. They have a POA-style fight where they are distant. Meanwhile, in the same story, Ginny doesn’t have the best relationship with Marlene. There’s some distrust and space between them that’s hard to fill. But Ginny never tells Harry about any of it. She just tries to move on because she knows that relationship is important to Harry. So there is a stark contrast between the two girls and how they handle things with Harry. Ginny understands Harry in a way Hermione doesn’t.

In the Synodic series, Hermione isn’t going to befriend Harry and Ron at Hogwarts. Because I don’t feel like writing her anymore. But I’m not going to go out of my way to bash her. I don’t care enough about her to bash her.

Anyway, I know I went off on some tangents but that’s what I do here. I’m glad rants about me made you intrigued enough to see what my writing is actually all about. I am glad his attempts to make me leave the fandom have fallen on deaf ears. I hope you stick around and have some fun. If not, that’s okay too.