#marauders x oc

[imthebadguyyy]

Arms

pairing : sirius black x reader

fandom : marauders/hp

synopsis : sirius realizes there's no place that feels more like home than your arms.

warnings : self depreciating thoughts, insecurity

a/n : felt like wandering into the realm of the marauders! do let me know if you want more :) inspired mildly by francesca by Hozier

sirius sat with james, while remus and peter sat across from them, both pouring liberal amounts of gravy onto their plates. james was also digging into an obnoxiously large amount of roast potatoes and chicken, barely pausing for a breath as he scarfed down the food.

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

the great hall was not buzzing with the sound of students chattering as it usually did, and the sound remained at the decibel of a small hive of bees, while the professors murmured softly at the grand table, the munch of the many treats laid on the table for the christmas eve dinner.

sirius himself didn't feel that hungry, fork half heartedly poking at the beans on his plate. his eyes roamed around the hall, taking in the tiny mass of people at the other tables, and at dumbledore pulling mice out of his purple witches hat - his christmas special.

that very morning, his owl had dropped off a rather nasty howler from his darling mother, once again choosing to call him a colourful variety of insults and ending with her usual "disgrace and traitor to the black boodline" bullshit, followed by a chorus of "mixing with mudbloods and muggles" that had him clenching his fists in frustration.

then, his father orion had also decided to grace him with a scathing letter he burned the moment he received, but not before catching the words "shame to my bloodline", which once again had him sighing and rubbing the sore spot on his temples.

he had ignored it initially, focusing instead on the beautiful hand knitted scarf, golden watch and basket of sweets and treats he had received from euphemia and fleamont, with a small engraved gryffindor lion at the back of the watch.

he had also received a leather jacket from you, and homemade strawberry pies that you had made with help from the elves in the kitchen, and a set of silver rings to go with his pre existing ones.

remus had gifted him a muggle record called rumors from a band called Fleetwood Mac, that you had freaked out over and told him you'd listen to together because they were your favourite band ever and you'd be damned if he discovered your favourites on the album without you.

james himself had bought him bundles full off tricks and games from hogsmeade, and a framed picture of the marauders, along with a small replica of his own quidditch jersey because, "everyone has to know you're my number one fan pads!"

even marlene had gifted him a bunch of chocolate frogs, and mary had got him a postcard from venezuela and chocolate because her parents were visiting. lily had sent him muggle posters of his favorite bands as well.

but despite the merriment, the niggling insecurity of not being enough played on his mind the whole time, creeping like a shadow, insecurity slithering through the corridors of his mind, casting doubts where there once was light.

his mind was spiralling, as he looked at his plate, gulping as a sudden lump appeared in his throat. james was reading a letter from his mum to remus and peter, telling him about their travels in egypt, and peters mum had sent sweets for them to share at dinner.

oh how he longed for a mom who would write him sweet letters and send him sugary treats instead of venom coated words and flame bursting letters, a father who would teach him how to tie his tie properly for class, or tell him tales of his childhood.

sirius longed for a family to love and hold him always. and the closest he had to that was you and james.

as his thoughts turned to you, he was distracted by a sudden crash as the doors were flung open, as you rushed in, followed by the two friends with whom you sang as part of the hogwarts band, your red robes flaring as you rushed to find your spot beside him at the table.

with a pant, you flung yourself down, taking heaving breaths to calm your racing heart.

"well hello little miss" james said through a mouthful of peas, making you scrunch your nose in disapproval. "where were ya?" remus asked, piling on food onto your plate before it changed course.

"i was at band practice! we just lost track of time and then had to rush because we were so hungry!" you exclaimed, while your hands reached for sirius' under the table, taking his cold palm in yours, squeezing it tenderly to get the blood flow back in them, bringing it up for a quick peck to the knuckles before interlacing his fingers with yours.

sirius felt his heart physically slow down as he watched you, laughing a joke remus made, poking fun at james and messing around with peter. he watched as you cut the roasted potatoes into smaller chunks, dipping them in extra butter as you popped them into your mouth, and the way your eyes sparkled when you smiled.

he watched the way your hair fell, little strands framing your face as you brushed them off impatiently, all while leaning forward for a slice of a chocolate tart and icecream that had just appeared.

he watched as you put a slice of apple pie on his plate, topping it with a healthy dollop of cream, and passing it to him with a saccharine sweet smile and a murmur of "your favourite siri!" and he felt his heart flutter again.

what he didn't note was the crease in your eyebrow as you looked at your friend, the darl circles under his eyes, the slight stoop to his posture, the way his smile came out forced, lips pressed tight together with none of his gorgeous smile lines appearing around his eyes and lips.

he failed to note the way you drew a sharp breath when you felt the rough skin of his palms, coarse from all the times he dug his nails into the delicate skin to control the rage and hurt he felt at his family. the way your eyes softened as you looked at him, the way his lack of obnoxiously lewd jokes and quick wit made him look so vulnerable that it shattered your heart into a million pieces.

after the crackers were pulled and you had packed up a "grow your own warts" kit and many a butterbeer flavoured candy and a few white mice, he squeezed your hand again, gesturing towards the gryffindor common room, leaving the boys chatting with a few members of the ravenclaw quidditch team who had stayed back for christmas as well.

murmuring the password to the fat lady, you stumbled into the common room with sirius, who had his arm wrapped tightly around your waist. you sunk into your favourite armchair, and giggled when sirius fell into you with a muffled "thump"

even though you were 'just friends', you knew him better than anyone else and he knew it as well as you did.

the cozy red armchair with its plush cushioning looked as inviting as ever as he settled into it, legs haphazardly tossed over yours. affection was a major part of your relationship with sirius, having become fast friends since the first year at hogwarts.

ever since you were joint at the hip, bonding over a shared love of music, shared comfort in silence, shared trauma and a love for leather. you were as much a part of the marauders as any of the other boys, and sirius couldn't quite point to the time when you had become such fast friends.

he buried his head into the crook of your neck, inhaling deeply, absorbing the lilting notes of vanilla and shea, and fiddling with the loose strands of hair at the base of your neck. you hummed softly, some melody that had been playing on your mind, hands gently running through his dark locks, nails scratching softly at his scalp.

"you okay?" you asked, noting the tenseness of his shoulder muscles, and the still present frown between his eyebrows.

a non commital shrug was the only response.

worry began to seep into your mind, surprised at how your usually bubbly bestfriend was decidedly unbubbly.

"you don't seem okay babe" you stated, lifting his chin so he was looking at you.

his stormy gray eyes reflected doubt and insecurity dancing like lightning, casting shadows of uncertainty that loomed deep in his mind.

to your surprise, tears welled up in his eyes, mirroring raindrops, poignant with a tempest of emotions swirling within, creating a tumultuous scene of vulnerability and insecurity.

"oh sweetheart.." you cooed softly, shuffling so he was engulfed in your arms. you felt him bury his face deeper into your neck, clinging to you desperately as if he was worried you'd disappear into thin air.

"talk to me honey" you whispered, trying to coax him out of his hiding place.

just as he opened his mouth to speak, the door to the common room swung open and remus james and peter trooped in, followed by a few other gryffindors.

they stopped short, taking in the scene before them, their best mate in tears in the arms of the girl he loved who happened to be his best friend.

"mate are you-" james began, only to be cut off by a glare from remus.

"who don't you go up to our dorm y/n? I'll make sure no one goes up" remus said, staring at your pointedly, offering a soft smile to you when you nodded.

"i think we'll take you up on the offer, is that okay with you siri?" you asked, still softly stroking his hair.

he nodded against you, and followed you silently as you took his hand in yours and draped an arm around his torso, pressing a kiss to his temple as you led him up the winding staircase to the boys dormitory.

as soon as you were inside, you led him over to his bed, gently pushing him down so he was sitting, eyes looking unseeingly at the posters and polaroids that graced his headboard.

with worried eyes, you watched his gaze flicker back and forth, trying to fight back the tears that threatened to spill over.

"talk to me siri, im right here" you cooed, kneeling down in front of him, hands resting on his knees, drawing tiny circles with your pinky over the material of his robes.

"are you here with me love?" you asked, watching the black in his pupils darken as he spaced out. you watched as he jolted a little, looking at you almost alarmed, before the tears began to drip down his cheeks.

the first drop had you sprinting into his arms, wrapping your own tightly around him, kicking your shoes off as you squeezed him tight, knees resting in between his own, as he sobbed into your chest.

you'd seen him cry before, but never like this. broken sobs spilled from his salty lips, dampening the material of your robes, and small choked sounds escaped his lips, along with deep strangled breaths as he gripped your waist to keep himself grounded.

he cried for what seemed like hours while you whispered sweet reassurances to him, kissing his cheeks, his nose, his forehead and his hands, placing his hand on your chest to feel the steady beating of your heart.

"m' right here darling, let it all go, I've got you, i promise, I'll be right here to hold you honey" you whispered to him, rocking him back and forth like a child.

sirius gripped you even tighter, clinging to you as if you were his lifeline.

eventually, his sobs slowed,and he pulled back, eyes red and swollen and face glistening with tears. even when his hair was messy and he looked like a wreck, he looked ethereal.

"oh my beautiful boy" you said, kissing the top of his head. "tell me what you need" you said, interlacing your hands.

"you, just need you" he said, and the way his broke on the word 'you' shattered your heart into a million pieces.

"just give me one second darling, okay?" you said, walking into their bathroom and taking out a clean handkerchief from your pocket. you soaked it in some water, bringing it back to him, gently wiping his eyes and then his face with it, leaving kisses on every spot you cleaned for him, before taking a comb from his nightstand and slowly untangling the mess that his hair was.

sirius watched as you combed his hair, eyebrows furrowed in attention, and he swore his heart fell even more for you.

"d'ya think you can tell me what's wrong sugar?" you asked, biting you lip when he flashed you a smile at the nickname.

"yeah" he nodded, tugging you down so you were cuddled into his side. "oh wait!" you exclaimed, fishing some chocolate out your pocket and offering a piece.

he took it with a smile, letting it melt on his tongue as he looked at you.

you were now snuggled into his shoulder, your ankle intertwined with his as you lay across from him, hand gently holding his, as his other hand traced patterns on your hip.

"darling mother of mine sent me a howler this morning for a christmas present" he said with a dry chuckle.

"did she now?" you said, anger simmering deep in your bones. "yeah, and then sperm donator sent me a lovely letter as well" he said, chuckling a little at his own nickname for his father.

"mmhmm" you said, tracing his thumb.

"yeah, jus' caught me off guard" he mumbled

"you do know that whatever they say is not true, right?" you asked, looking straight into his eyes.

"yeah but- fuck, darling, it gets hard sometimes. sometimes I feel like I am a traitor and failure. sometimes i feel like I'm not worthy of being a human, I'm not worthy of being a friend, I'm not worthy of being loved i-" he broke off, looking at the ceiling.

"you are more than just a name, sirius. you are worthy of being loved. you are worthy of being human, and you are worthy enough to have friends who care about you" you said firmly, forcing him to look back at you.

"it just hurts me sometimes" he admitted

"i know sweetheart" you cooed again. you felt like no words you said were enough when it came to this topic.

"am i really worthy of being loved?" he asked suddenly, turning his face to look at you.

"of course" you said. the silence got louder for a moment. "siri?" you asked, voice lighter than honeycomb.

"theres something Ive been wanting to tell you" he got out in a rush. "ever since we met on the train on our way here, from the tender age of eleven, my heart silently declared its allegiance to you. each passing day has been a testament to a love that started as a whisper and has grown into a resounding echo in my soul. darling, with every sunrise and every moonlit night, my affection for you deepens, as if there's an infinite well within me, filling with the boundless affection i hold for you. you are the constant melody in the symphony of my existence, and i fall harder for you with each beat of my heart" he said, turning to look at you.

you felt tears welling in your own eyes, and it only felt right when you leaned forward, pressing your soft lips to his slightly chapped ones.

to him, you tasted of strawberries and cocoa, warm and sweet and oh so extravagant, a taste so luxurious he couldn't get enough of it.

to you, he tasted of cigarette smoke, mint and cocoa, an intoxicating taste you couldn't get enough of

his lips pressed deeper against yours, hand grasping your waist tightly, pulling you flush against him, as he poured all his love and passion out for you.

time stopped, the world slowed and your heartbeat dropped to the lowest of lows. relaxed. calm. loved.

finally, when your lungs began to burn from the lack of oxygen, you drew away, chests heaving as you looked at each other.

a slight flush lay on his cheeks, tinges of red littering his cheekbones. you could feel a heat thrumming in your own cheeks, and your heart felt like it was racing a million miles an hour.

"i don't know how long I've waited to say that to you" he breathed out, nuzzling his nose to yours.

"since our shared days at eleven, my heart has been a clandestine haven for the enchantment you brought into my life. you don't know how happy you made me with this. in the quiet dance of our days, my affection for you has blossomed into a resplendent garden, and with every sunrise, I find myself immersed deeper in the captivating allure of our love. you are the symphony that resonates in my heart, and i cherish you always" you told him, pressing a kiss to the swell of his cheekbone.

sirius felt his cheeks burn a deep red, and he tilted your lips up to press a searing kiss to them again.

"i love you" he gasped against your lips, drawing you closer to him.

"i love you too" you murmured against his lips moulding your body to him.

and as sirius lay there in your arms, pressing kisses as sweer and delicate as spun sugar against every part of your body but especially your lips, he realised there was no other place that felt more like home than your arms.

you.

you were his home.

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

a/n : I've missed writing so much!! i really hope you enjoy this, and as always likes reblogs comments opinions etc are appreciated!! sending u all love and happiness and remember, my inbox is always open and i love making new friends!! marauders is a new field for me but if u have any reqs/ideas please do send in asks! happy reading ☺️♥️

TAGS

general : @roslastyles420 @hopeful in love @bluesongbird

TO BE ADDED TO THE TAGLIST SEND ME AN ASK OR A DM SPECIFYING WHICH FANDOM ❤️

[latenightreadingpdf]

Masterlist

₊‧⁺˖⋆ Navigation ⋆˖⁺‧₊

Spencer Reid

Brewed Connections - After his favourite coffee shop closes unexpectedly, Spencer Reid discovers Y/N’s charming coffee shop and becomes a regular customer. Bonding over their shared love for literature, the two develop a close friendship.

Comfort in the Silence - Spencer Reid returns from a case with a headache. During their movie night, his friend discovers his worsening condition and offers comfort, deepening their bond.

Familiar Faces - Doctor Spencer Reid reunites with childhood friend Y/N, only to discover she’s being stalked. As the BAU investigates, old feelings resurface between them.

Stepping Forward - Spencer Reid, recovering from a knee injury, finds strength and support in his physical therapist, Y/N, as they forge a deep bond through his rehabilitation journey.

Between the Pages - In the university library, shy PhD student Spencer Reid has an unexpected encounter with Y/N, a popular classmate. Despite their differences, a shared interest in neuroscience sparks a captivating conversation, leading them from strangers to friends (and possibly more…).

Whispers in the Night - During a challenging case in Atlanta, BAU members Spencer and Y/N share a hotel room. As Y/N comforts Spencer through his insomnia with a gentle touch, their bond deepens, shifting their friendship into something more.

Spencer's Secret - All Spencer wanted was to finish his paperwork and go home, but now he’s in a bar, drunk, and confessing all his secrets to Derek.

Knock on the Door - In the midst of an intense investigation, Spencer and Derek bring you into protective custody after a disturbing discovery links you to their case. As you navigate the unexpected situation, Spencer’s calm presence offers reassurance, sparking an unexpected connection amid the chaos.

Quiet Love - A quiet moment between you and Spencer.

Peter Parker

A Secret Unveiled - Peter Parker, secretly Spider-Man, harbors feelings for his best friend Y/N, a passionate Spider-Man fan. As their friendship grows, Peter must decide whether to reveal his secret identity and hidden emotions.

Adrian Chase

Masked Affections - Y/N navigates the chaos of a small Italian restaurant and forms an unexpected bond with her coworker Adrian, unaware of his alter ego, Vigilante. When she’s attacked, Vigilante saves her, sparking a tangled tale of secrets and forbidden love.

Dave Lizewski

Hidden in Plain Sight - When Y/S/N saves Kick-Ass from a dangerous situation, he becomes obsessed with trying to uncover her true identity. Little does he know, Y/S/N is a girl from his school who secretly has a crush on him as well. As they patrol together, their worlds collide in ways neither expected, leading to a surprising revelation about who’s really behind the mask. (Part 2)(Part 3)

Marauders

Secrets of the Heart Masterlist - A mysterious transfer student from Beauxbatons joins Hufflepuff in her 5th year at Hogwarts. Initially hoping to stay under the radar, Aurora quickly catches the attention of the Marauders. Despite her attempts to keep her distance, an unexpected friendship blossoms as they pull her into their world of pranks, secrets, and school life, helping her open up and find her place at Hogwarts.

A Happy Halloween - At the Hogwarts Halloween party, Y/N plays matchmaker, leading to a magical night full of romance, laughter, and a bit of mischief among the Marauders.

Remus Lupin

First Kiss - Sirius, James, and Peter tease Remus about his lack of a first kiss.

Beneath the Moonlight - In the days leading up to a full moon, Remus Lupin receives an anonymous gift basket filled with potions, chocolates, and a carefully-brewed Wolfsbane Potion.

James Potter

Hold Me - After a hard-fought Quidditch match against Slytherin, Gryffindor’s loss hits James Potter harder than anyone expected. With the defeat weighing heavily on him, Y/N stays behind to offer comfort while his friends try to lift his spirits.

Healing - James Potter has made a habit of visiting you in the hospital wing for every one of his "injuries".

Sirius Black

The Cutest Thing - When you visit the Marauders' dorm to ask Remus for help with your Charms homework, you're surprised to find a large black dog in the room.

Regulus Black

A Hufflepuff's Heart - Regulus Black’s unexpected friendship with a sweet Hufflepuff is revealed when Sirius catches them together.

[neonlight2]

Marauders era Headcanons

I’ll be adding to this throughout the storyline

Masterlist

Sirius Black:

- Partially Deaf, because there is no way he came out inbred and totally unscathed.

- Genderfluid because he’s an indecisive bitch

- Loves when his hair is braided no matter how much he says otherwise (also likes his head scratched)

- Paints his nails just to chip them cause he thinks it looks hot (same thing with smudging eyeliner)

- Calls Lily ‘Evans’, until she and James get together then he calls her ‘Mrs. Potter’

- annoyed he has to share James

- Fidgets with his hair and finger/rings constantly, because he definitely had ADD

- Makes this claw thingy with his hand when he’s nervous (if you know where this is from ily)

- Can dance REALLY WELL (ballet), because of that pure blood privilege, and does the stance naturally

-Can play the violin but is embarrassed so learns guitar so if someone asks him if he plays an instrument he can just say that instead

- Sexuality = Hot people aka Remus Lupin ( he’s just a whore idk what else to say)

-Touch starved/attention whore

- Such a fucking G, this man would riot for anything his friends ask

- If you walked into his closet you would think two people put their stuff in there, no, just him

- Speaks French

Remus Lupin:

- Poor boy is depressed

- And actually poor which is why he sells weed or other muggle things (he hustles the shit out of the students at Hogwarts by saying everything is ‘exotic’ and they believe him because everyone thinks he’s smart)

- Touch starved but doesn’t like to be touched (if you know you know)

-Bisexual panic. All. The. Time.

-Oblivious as hell to the fact everyone wants him— I mean everyone

- Loves tea. SO. MUCH. TEA.

- Has a book club with Lily

- Got a ton of piercings and tattoos over fifth year’s summer, but people rarely see them cause he’s always wearing sweaters or covered up some how

-His whole closet look like it should belong to an old man, yet he still slays

- Bites his lips and inside of cheek a lot, so James carries around lip balm for him

- When he’s high he’s chill

- But he’s hysterical when he’s drunk

-Can read multiple languages, but his pronunciation is god awful (Sirius makes fun of him for it)

-Has Chocolate on hand at all times because once he didn’t and he threw Snape across the classroom

-Man is an uncoordinated tree

James Potter:

- Both the Mom and child of the group somehow

- Takes lots of naps

-Sorry to say but Gryffindor is his personality

- Foot taps

- Holy shit this guy is ADHD

- ‘Bambi’ is his other nickname, and he thinks it’s cute until he watches the movie

- The healthiest mentally of the group

- Golden retriever vibes

- If James hasn’t seen Sirius within 30 minutes and he doesn’t know where he is, he gets panicked

-Has a thing for Youngest siblings apparently (Lily and Regulus)

-Obsessed with Babies

- Definition of himbo sometimes

- He’s good at every sport he tries

- Queer

- Trained Sirius not to say Mudblood throughout first and second year

Peter Pettigrew:

- Trans (I’ll go more in-depth later)

- Ace

- if Social anxiety was a person

- Bakes like an absolute KING

- Chews fingernails, so Sirius got him leather gloves to matches his own to get him to stop

- Knows random shit/facts

-also knows everyone’s business because no one pays him any attention

- Short king

- Hilarious, practically makes the group piss themselves when alone in the common room

- Loves everything fuzzy

- Has been in love with Mary since third or fourth year, but hasn’t said anything because he knew about her and Lily

- Has family trauma too, but he doesn’t thinks it’s enough to complain about because of what he’s seen with Sirius

- Was the first to master turning into an animagus

-As bad as Sirius and James with worrying about his hair, just less loud about it

-He knew about wolfstar before James

Lily Evans:

-Pansexual

- Politics Queen

- As sassy and sarcastic as Sirius

-Stress cleans

- the Left corner of her forehead twitches when she’s mad

- Thick girl (her thighs are HUGE and James practically drools over them 24/7, respectively ofc)

- Short 5’

- the others have to keep her within arms reach because she gets lost easily in crowds, her hair is the only thing that helps

- Human calculator (she gets perfect marks on every subject EXCEPT DADA, which is the class Sirius and James do; it annoys her to no end)

- Most likely to actually throw hands

- Fangirls openly about book characters (with Remus)

- Can’t sing to save her life (poor babe just wants to sing abba, but she just ends up being made fun of)

-Vowed to not cut her hair until she graduated, so around sixth year she had to start braiding it because if she didn’t she’d sit on it

- Can forge a signature/handwriting very well

- Is actually really insecure about her magical abilities because of the rift it caused between her and Petunia

Marlene McKinnon:

-Lesbian

-The only person to actually make her question her sexuality is Remus, and that’s because it’s fucking Remus Lupin

- During fourth year when her and Sirius were ‘dating’, they were just teaching each other how to flirt with girls/guys and they’d kiss just to practice

-Obsessed with Piercings (begged Remus to give her a couple after he told her about how he had the supplies)

- One of the best players on the Gryffindor Quidditch team/ uses it as anger management (Beater position)

-Her and Sirius have an agreement to tell each other the weekly outfit plan so they don’t wear the same thing or color (red or black mostly)

- Roasting people is her platonic love language

-Can play every band instrument

-She looks like a tough, rocker chick but is a softie for Dorcas

- Intimidates everyone because she’s low key buff (can bench more than James and Sirius combined) and super tall (looks like a giant next to Lily)

-Can’t speak in front of Dorcas at first, yet Dorcas understands her

-Big on PDA which leads to Sirius gagging obnoxiously

-Her and Sirius “fighting” is for show so people stop shipping them together/ teasing them

- Dyslexic so Lily and Dorcas read to her if there’s anything important (which leads to them doing it even if she’s not around)

-Simps for James Mum (but who wouldn’t)

Dorcas Meadowes:

- Part of the Slytherin skittles

- Non-binary

-Demisexual

- Dark humor and it’s worse when she’s around Regulus and Barty

- Nyx is her first girl kiss in my oc story (Marlene probably was for every other story)

-Big softy when it comes to Marlene

-Resting bitch face

- Amazing artist/ sketching Marlene constantly

- Makes jewelry (Marlene and her matching rings, and friendship bracelets/ necklaces for the others that they can never take off— she warns them before hand)

- Will go batshit crazy if she stays up after 12 am

-Gets super competitive when playing Quidditch

- Rants about how much she loves pockets every 20 minutes

- Instinctively moves closer to someone she knows when she’s in public

- More introverted than the rest, would rather stay in the common room and chill

-makes a ton of your mom jokes

Mary Macdonald:

- Pansexual or Polysexual

-She loves to embroidery/making clothes, so if anyone needs something made or tailored they go to her

-Hypes everyone up all the time, ‘don’t disrespect yourself’ vibe

- Has the best alcohol tolerance in the group

-James potter triggers her for a multitude of reasons; they have a banter relationship

- She always has what you need in her bag— like Mary Poppins

-Lily was her first love and friend

- SUCH a good listener (like I know canon Remus and Lily would be the best listeners, but I think it’s Mary)

- Both her and Remus had a glow up fourth year and everyone wants to either be them or be with them

- Loves dancing, will do it randomly while doing absolutely anything

-Hates cold weather, she’ll literally wear five jackets DON’T play

-Has had or does have a eating disorder because of societal pressure of internal judgment; not to mention people definitely paint her out to be a ‘slag’ because she happens to be more open about her sexuality (and they don’t do it to Sirius because we live in a fucked patriarchy)

- Will scream “fuck the police” or “fuck the Patriarchy” when running away from an authority figure (or just Lily/Remus)

-vegetarian 

-Extroverted (loves to be around people/hates being alone)

Regulus Black:

- Asthma (again, can’t escape inbreeding completely)

-Has permanent dark circles, yet he still looks beautiful??? Looks like eyeshadow to be real

- Demisexual

-trans

-Scratching his knuckles is a severe nervous tick of his

-Writes poetry and short stories

- Plays the piano

-Started playing quidditch to interact with Sirius more and to impress him (but as he got older he didn’t really give a shit anymore)

-Speaks French and Reads Latin

-Really into Astronomy

- He had a crush on James in fifth year but didn’t pursue it because he still somewhat resented him for having Sirius all to himself (and he knew Sirius would get mad)

-Cusses a lot when around his friends

-Best poker face, could lie to anyone and get away with it

-Photographic memory

-Nice to all the House elves (and all the Marauders except Sirius and James)

Pandora, Evan, and Barty

Evan and Pandora are siblings

Everyone in the Marauders and Slytherin Skittles have agreed that Pandora has to be protected at all cost

What they don’t know is that this girl is lethal (Carries around potions she’s created that could burn through steel)

Barty is hella gay, psychotic, and a bit of a pyro

Barty is also low key obsessed with Regulus

Evan is in love with Barty

Rosekiller is a thing, and it is toxic (don’t we just love it)

I’ll probably add more for Barth, Evan, and Pandora later

[thewulf]

Hiii how are you? ✨️ Can you write Sirius Black and the Slytherin reader? The reader's family is a Voldemort followers but she never wants to go down that path. She's a really good person. She has more in common with Sirius than they realize. Sirius starts to have feelings for her, but after all, she's a Slytherin and her family are really bad, so Sirius doesn't want to admit it but continues to observe and watch the reader over time. After a while, he begins to test her patience and reactions. Even though these two idiots insist on admitting it even to themselves, fate may have written them together. They will have to discover this. They seem like they were created for each other in these difficult conditions.~

My favorite boy Sirius ahhhh!! Yes, you got this. I love love love getting HP requests. I sooo wish we would get more on the marauders instead of a remake of HP but I digress...

This has a lot of potential to go from angsty. Maybe the boys are mean to her bc she's easy to pick on, she's too nice to defend herself and thinks she kinda deserves it bc of who her family is :( Sirius is kinda playing both sides. He's joined up as your potions partner for the year and he sees how kind and how scared you truly are. It reminds him of him. He also joins in on pranking you, being mean to you etc until he's finally had enough. After a particularly nasty prank or something he finds you crying and it all spills out from you. How much you hate your life, your family, how you're scared to go home etc. and it hits him then the parallels between you and him. Ofc a happy ending :)

[crazyyluvr]

HEY YALL, just wanted to ask a question

if I were to write a poly!marauders (minus peter) x oc fanfiction on ao3, would you read it? the story's basically a soulmate au, so there's also diff poly ships that i'm gonna include along with diff pairings (most are mlm or wlw HELP)

it's got angst, fluff, hurt, comfort, and a bunch of other stuff that i enjoy reading and i think most of yall enjoy reading too

I have a few chapters completed in my doc, I'm just fixing them up a bit before posting, and cus I also wanted to see if you guys would want to read it (if yes, then I'll post the link here on tumblr when I publish the first chapter)

Also cus i'm not entirely sure how the marauders fandom feels abt oc fanfictions cus i haven't seen much on tumblr or ao3, just a few during my wattpad days but they weren't poly marauders (or maybe i'm not looking hard enough LMAO)

anyways yeah pls answer the poll to satisfy my curiosity tysm for your time mwah

[horcruxmanor]

MASTERLIST

not too long ago // marauders era

PART 1 || PART 2 || PART 3 || more parts soon <3

[jamesbetch]

Begin Again

Chapter 7

In the days that followed, the Triwizard Tournament had been announced as well as the arrival of the student from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang. In a few days the champions from each school will be chosen but that wasn’t important at the moment.

What was important was that her date with James was tomorrow.

It was currently Friday night and her dorm was a complete and utter mess. Hermione sat on her bed, alongside Lily, as they watched her pull out every piece of clothing that she owned.

She would pull out an outfit, try it on, complain that it wasn’t good enough before practically tearing it off, and throwing herself on her bed while groaning as she tried to control her tears of frustration.

“I have nothing to wear!” Stephanie whined.

Hermione and Lily looked at the huge piles of clothes, her clothes, that laid scattered around the room before glancing at one another.

“What if I can’t find anything to wear? I can’t just show up naked!” She exclaimed while sitting up on her bed.

“I doubt James would complain.” Lily snickered.

“Lily!” She scolds before throwing a pillow at her. “I’m serious!”

“I thought you were Stephanie.”

Lily continues to laugh as Hermione joins her while Stephanie just throws herself backwards, staring up at the ceiling.

“How am I meant to impress him if I can’t find anything to wear?”

——————

“How am I meant to impress her if I can’t find anything to wear?”

James laid on his bed while staring at the ceiling, his dorm in a similar state as Stephanie’s. The four marauders stared at him as he wallowed in self pity, completely unaware of the fact that Stephanie laid in a similar state as him.

As Chris moved closer to try and cheer him up, stating that ‘it wasn’t anyone important, it was just his sister’, Harry, Luke and Ron walk pass their dorm - whose door was open for some reason.

The three boys stop their conversation as they see the state in which the marauders dorm was in, and the state their father was in.

“Is he ok?” Luke asks while looking at his dad who was sprawled over his bed.

“No.” All four boys replied at the same time.

“Prongs, here, is worried about his date and claims that he doesn’t have anything to wear.” Sirius adds in a mocking tone causing Chris, Remus, Peter and Ron to snicker - Harry and Luke tried to hold back their laughter for their dad’s sake.

“Wait!” James suddenly sits up on his bed as if he just had the greatest idea of all time. “You’re all friends with her!”

“What a keen observation, mate.” Remus says as all the boys continue laughing.

“No-“ James starts while standing up after shooing Chris away. “I mean, you’re friends with her.”

“I think you’ve made it perfectly clear that they’re friends with her, James.” Peter says causing another round of laughter.

“Shut up!” James yells back at them before turning to look at the three boys, who he now stood in front of. “What I meant was that since they’re friends with her, they obviously know what she likes.”

“So?” Sirius asks.

“So,” James says with a wide grin. “You’re going to help me find an outfit that will impress her.”

“We can’t.” Harry replies.

“Why not?”

“Well- because we- uh-“ Harry stutters, not wanting to throw his mum under the bus and tell their dad that they were on their way to his mum’s dorm to help her find an outfit to impress him. “We have homework.”

“Homework?” James repeats before scoffing. “Homework isn’t as important as my date with the love of my life.”

“But-“ Harry glances at Luke.

“No buts, come on. I need your help, these tossers don’t know what they’re doing.”

“Hey!” Four voices exclaim at the same time.

“I can’t!” Luke says.

“Why not?”

“I- uh- have detention. With Mcgonagall.” Luke replies, glancing around the room nervously. “And I’m already late. So, I should really get going.”

“But-“

“Good luck!” Luke yells before running away - Harry staring after his little brother with an offended look, knowing that he was actually going to their mum’s dorm.

“Well, I still have you two.” James says before dragging them into their dorm and slamming the door shut.

——————

The door to their dorm was slammed open causing the three girls to jump in fear. They look towards the door only to find a disheveled Luke standing in front of the closed door with his back resting on it.

“Merlin’s beard, Luke.” Hermione breathes out while placing her hand on her heart.

“Are you okay?” Stephanie asks in concern.

“Why are you so out of breath?” Lily adds.

“I had to run away from James and the other boys, though Harry and Ron weren’t so lucky.”

“James?” Stephanie sits up. “You were running away from James? Why? What do you mean Harry and Ron weren’t so lucky?”

Lily and Hermione eye one another with teasing smiles, trying to hold in their laughter at their friends’ desperation.

Lucerys on the other hand wasn’t sure on whether or not telling her the truth. He didn’t want to throw his dad under the bus but he also didn’t want to lie to his mum.

So he did the only logical thing.

“We were on our way to your dorm when we passed by theirs. He was laying in his bed freaking out about not being able to find a good enough outfit that will impress you, so when he saw us he begged us to help him. Harry said that we couldn’t because we ‘had homework’ but he didn’t care so I said that I couldn’t because I had detention, which was obviously not true, and then I ran away.” Luke finishes before taking a deep breath.

Stephanie smiles while her face heats up. “He was freaking out because he couldn’t find an outfit to impress me?”

“He begged Harry and Ron to help him?” Lily asks.

“He didn’t care about your homework?” Hermione asks.

They turn to look at Hermione who had an annoyed look on her face at the thought of him dismissing the topic of homework like that.

“Right, that’s not important right now.” She clears her throat. “Continue.”

“Well, what did he say? What did he do?”

“Well, he was mostly laying in his bed looking, somewhat, depressed. And Chris, Sirius, Remus and Peter kept on making fun of him. But he looked really happy when he got Harry and Ron to help him.” Luke recounts after sitting down beside the girls.

Stephanie squeals in excitement while getting up from her bed and running over to her pile of clothes. “No one is leaving this dorm until we have chosen the perfect outfit. We need to make sure that he’s left impressed - like so impressed that his jaw is on the floor.”

All three teenagers take a deep breath before getting up from the bed and start rummaging through the countless piles of clothes that were scattered around the room.

Lucerys and Hermione in particular had a different level of desperation than Lily, and even Stephanie, as they knew that this was the moment that could kickstart Stephanie and James’ relationship, that would later bring the birth of Harry and Luke.

[thethreeeyed-raven]

⋆♱ H.P/MARAUDERS/F.B ♱⋆

navigation

🕷️fluff | 🕸️angst | 🐈‍⬛suggestive | 🪦platonic

⋆♱ Fred Weasley ♱⋆

nothing yet

⋆♱ George Weasley ♱⋆

nothing yet

⋆♱ Bill Weasley ♱⋆

nothing yet

⋆♱ Sirius Black ♱⋆

🕷️ • halloween with modern!sirius | x gn!reader

🕷️ • christmas with sirius | x gn!reader

⋆♱ James Potter ♱⋆

nothing yet

⋆♱ Remus Lupin ♱⋆

nothing yet

⋆♱ Newt Scamander ♱⋆

🕷️ • 🕸️ • jealous? | x gn!reader

⋆♱ Tina Goldstein ♱⋆

nothing yet

⋆♱ Queenie Goldstein ♱⋆

nothing yet

⋆♱ Theseus Scamander ♱⋆

nothing yet

@lost-in-fiction-like-ur-mom • @fangsp1der-2099 • @knight-of-flowerss

[gcthvile]

Zoya Malfoy

Name: Zoya Malfoy

Age: 13-20 (Marauders era); 43 (Golden Trio era)

Height: 6'0

Sexuality: Pansexual

Zoya Malfoy is the older sister of Lucius Malfoy, and is therefore the aunt of Draco Malfoy. Zoya has the distinctive Malfoy features of platinum blonde hair and piercing blue eyes, but her own facial features are more soft and delicate. Her looks are often compared to a porcelain doll, with a small nose, full lips, and high cheekbones.

Zoya is known for her intelligence and ambition, just like her brother, and has also followed his footsteps in joining the Death Eaters. Unlike Lucius, however, Zoya is more reserved and prefers to work quietly behind the scenes. She's a skilled Occlumens, skilled in hiding her true intentions and thoughts from any kind of Legilimency, which makes her an incredibly useful asset to the Death Eaters. Zoya is also known for her fondness for exotic pets, particularly rare white snakes, which she likes to keep as companions.

Despite her loyalty to Voldemort and the Death Eaters, Zoya has a complicated relationship with her brother and nephew. She is known to have a soft spot for Draco, having taken care of him during his childhood, and often worries about his safety. However, she is also highly critical of Lucius, believing him to be too impulsive and reckless in his actions. Zoya is ambitious and driven, always looking for ways to climb the ranks within the Death Eaters and gain more power. She's cunning and not afraid to get her hands dirty, but she's also quietly calculating and prefers to use strategy and manipulation to achieve her goals.

Despite her association with the Death Eaters, Zoya is not without her flaws and has a deep guilt for all the harm caused by the dark wizards. She often struggles with her conscience and the consequences of her actions, which can lead her to make some surprising decisions that might not always align with the Death Eaters' goals. However, Zoya is a survivor at heart and always manages to find her way out of tight spots. She's not one to be underestimated, as her small and delicate appearance hides a fierce determination and sharp mind. In the world of wizarding politics, Zoya is a force to be reckoned with, and she's always playing her cards close to her chest, waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike.

The Marauders Era

Zoya attended Hogwarts in the Marauders era (obviously). She was sorted into the Slytherin house, where she quickly proved to be a very talented witch. Despite her exceptional abilities, Zoya was able to blend in seamlessly with the other Slytherins, using her charm and quick wit to make friends. She was particularly close to a group of Slytherin girls, who shared her love for dark magic and ambitious goals.

During her time at Hogwarts, Zoya's exceptional actions caught the attention of the Death Eaters. They saw in her a valuable asset and began grooming her as a potential recruit. Zoya was initially hesitant to join them, but they promised her power and influence beyond her wildest dreams, which ultimately swayed her decision. As a result, Zoya became heavily involved in the Death Eaters during her time at Hogwarts. Although she managed to maintain a low profile externally, she was always working behind the scenes to advance their cause.

She was an excellent student and always maintained high grades, which earned her the respect of her professors and peers alike. Moreover, her cunning and strategic mind helped her stay one step ahead of her enemies, including James Potter and his friends, the Marauders. The Death Eaters were particularly interested in her expertise in dark magic, and they began to trust her with some of their most secret knowledge and operations.

She secretly conducted several missions on their behalf, all the while keeping up her façade of being a relatively normal Hogwarts student. Nevertheless, the weight of her choices began to bear down on her, and she began to fear for her life as well as for the lives of those she loved. Despite this, Zoya managed to sustain her position in the Death Eaters until she graduated from Hogwarts. She went on to become one of their most trusted operatives in the wizarding world.

Zoya had a complicated relationship with the Marauders. They were constantly at odds with each other, as they were on opposing sides of the war. James Potter, in particular, had made it his mission to keep an eye on Zoya and her actions, suspecting that she was up to no good. Zoya, in turn, found the Marauders to be a significant obstacle to her goals, and she often clashed with them over various issues. Despite their conflicts, however, there were moments when Zoya found herself admiring aspects of the Marauders' bravado and camaraderie, which reminded her of the close-knit relationships she had witnessed within the Death Eaters.

Moreover, as Zoya began to feel the weight of her involvement in the war, she found herself growing more distant from her former friends in the Death Eaters. In a way, this created a common ground between her and the Marauders, who began to see her in a different light as they realized that she was not entirely loyal to the Death Eaters' cause. There were even rumors that she had begun to provide information to the Order of the Phoenix, though no one knew for certain. In the end, Zoya's relationship with the Marauders was complex and ever-changing, as the war continued to rage on and make things more difficult for everyone involved. While she never fully trusted them, Zoya had to admit that the Marauders' determination and resilience in the face of adversity was admirable. She was also more than willing to make use of any opportunity that presented itself, which sometimes meant setting aside her differences with them and working together towards a common goal. In this way, her relationship with the Marauders was a reflection of the larger conflicts that were being played out across the wizarding world, with alliances shifting and loyalties constantly being tested and redefined.

Young love

As a young, charismatic Sirius Black strutted down the corridors of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Zoya recognized something of herself in him - a sense of ambition and drive that was rare among their peers. Yet, Sirius and Zoya were also natural enemies, as each wanted to be recognized as the brightest star in their respective spheres of influence. This often led to heated debates and clashes of wills between them, with neither willing to back down or give an inch.

Sirius and Zoya's relationship started off as pure enemies. They clashed constantly in their time at Hogwarts, with Zoya viewing Sirius as nothing more than a reckless troublemaker and Sirius seeing Zoya as a cold and calculating villain. They frequently found themselves in situations where they were pitted against one another, with Zoya using her intelligence and cunning to outmaneuver Sirius and his friends, and Sirius using his bravery and fierce loyalty to defend his friends and fight back against Zoya's schemes. However, as they grew older and the war intensified, their relationship began to shift. They found themselves working together more often, as they both recognized the need for more allies and the value of putting aside their personal differences in order to fight a greater enemy. As they worked side by side, they began to see each other in a new light. Sirius began to admire Zoya's intelligence and strategic mind, while Zoya couldn't help but be impressed by Sirius's bravery and fierce loyalty to those he cared about. They had always been attracted to each other, but it wasn't until they found themselves alone together, working on a risky mission for the Order, that they finally acted on their feelings. They shared a kiss that was electric, and from that moment on, were no longer just enemies, but secretly lovers as well.

Sirius was devastated when he found out that Zoya had become a Death Eater. He couldn't believe that the woman he loved could be a part of the group that was responsible for so much pain and suffering. He tried to understand her motives and figure out why she had made that choice, but he was unable to comprehend it. It was especially hard for Sirius, as he had grown up in a family that was deeply entrenched in the pure-blood ideology, and he had spent much of his life fighting against those beliefs. He felt like he had lost a kindred spirit in Zoya, someone who had understood his struggles and shared his beliefs. However, despite his disappointment and heartbreak, Sirius couldn't bring himself to completely give up on Zoya. He knew that she was a good person at heart, and he believed that she could be saved from the path she had chosen. So, he continued to keep an eye on her from a distance, hoping for a chance to sway her back towards the light. However, he also knew that he couldn't compromise his principles or take any action that would harm the fight against Voldemort, so he had to walk a careful line in his dealings with Zoya. Ultimately, Sirius never stopped caring for Zoya, even as he fought against her and her comrades in the Order of the Phoenix. He held onto a sliver of hope that she would eventually see the error of her ways and join their cause, and he continued to pray that she would remain safe, even as he fought against her. Though Zoya's actions had deeply hurt him, Sirius never forgot the love they had shared before her turn to the dark side, and he continued to hold out hope that one day they might find their way back to each other.

The parted ways

However eventually, after Sirius was sent to Azkaban, Zoya had to deal with her heartbreak on the inside, without showing her true emotions to nor her family or the Death Eaters.

As they grew up, Zoya now had a husband who she met when he first joined the Death Eaters, he, of course, could never compare to Sirius but with her family's insistment, the two married eachother, Zoya didn't love her husband, she did it for the family, but as years passed by, she came to forget about Sirius completely, now, being more focused on her job as a Death Eater.

However, despite her attempts to bury her feelings for Sirius deep within, Zoya could never quite shake the love she had once felt for him. No matter how much she tried to forget him, his face and his voice continued to haunt her dreams at night, and she found herself constantly thinking about what might have been if they had stayed together. In a way, her love for Sirius was an unspoken rebellion against the cold, cruel world she had been forced to accept as a Death Eater.

Over time, as Zoya became more entrenched in her role as a Death Eater and her hatred for all things associated with the light grew stronger, she found herself struggling with her inner conflicts. On one hand, she had grown to accept the dark and gruesome acts that her comrades committed in the name of Voldemort. On the other, she could not help but feel pangs of regret and guilt about the things she had done in the past, especially those that had caused pain and suffering to innocent people.

Despite it all, Zoya remained a faithful Death Eater, never once showing any signs of her inner turmoil to her comrades or family. It was only when she was alone that she allowed herself to briefly confront the painful emotions that she had long buried deep within her heart stronger, she found herself struggling with her inner conflicts.

Too late

The only thing that had kept that little spark of light was her nephew, Draco, despite the kid acting like a brat, she still taught him some manners, she knew she could not fix what was built by Lucius, but she could try to continue building something better.

That's why she was completely devastated and angry at Lucius for forcing Draco into becoming a Death Eater.

She saw him as a naive and impressionable boy who deserved better than to be caught up in the dangerous and violent world of Voldemort's followers. It was a constant source of tension between her and Lucius, with him always pushing to include Draco in more important missions and Zoya trying to shield him and keep him as safe as possible.

Despite their differences, Zoya's love for Draco remained unwavering, and she was determined to do everything she could to protect him. She continued to teach him what she knew, but also tried to instill in him a sense of compassion and empathy that had been absent in the Death Eaters. It was a delicate balance, as she knew that Draco's loyalty to Voldemort would be tested at some point and she wasn't sure if he would be strong enough to resist.

But no matter what happened, she vowed to always be there for him and to guide him towards the light, even if it meant going against everything she had believed in for so long. Zoya's loyalty to the dark side was slowly being eroded away by her love for Draco, and she was starting to consider the possibility that there might be another way to live, one that didn't involve violence, fear, and death.

Hope you like this story-like OC introduction! <3

@msrochelleromanofffelton @blueboirick @jackiequick @meiramel @drspencereidhotch

[1970sgothfreak]

Fandoms I write for

-South Park

-Batfam

-Moonknight

-Avatar

-Marauders

Things I also write

-oc x oc

-character x oc

-reader x oc

-character x reader

(I do not do character x character please do respect that)

Things I will NEVER write

-Yandere

-Abuse

-suicide

-Stockholm Syndrome

-paedophillia

- cheating ( I just don’t like it)

-incest

-anything to do with children that isn’t platonic

Things I will write

-fluff

-smut

-angst

-happy endings

-hopeful ending

-sad ending

-angst to fluff

-platonic

-romantic

-Family (or familial bond so platonic)

Send requests please I’m so board and all I’ve done is revision

[futurecorps3]

Lola’s 800 follower celebration!!!

My god this feels weird and like it’ll flop 😭 First of all, thank you lovelies for so much support on my writings! When I first started I remember being confused as shit but the love you all spread in the things I’ve put so much time into makes me more and more motivated to keep going so this is all you ❤️ I’ve let some marks like this one pass but just because I didn’t quite know how to make a celebration, so bare with me if this is a little all over the place.

• 🩰 ”Cosmopolitan”. Give me a situation and a character I’ve written for and I’ll make a mood board for it!

• 🩸”Kir Royale”. Tell me a bit about yourself (sexual orientation, what type of music do you listen to, favorite book/movie, etc) and i’ll ship you with a character (specify fandom!!)

• ☔️ “Purple Haze Martini”. AU blurbs! Give me a fandom and an AU (ex. poly!college!marauders) and i’ll write a blurb on it

• 🎬 “Black Heart Daiquiri”. Asks about myself! Want to know my favorite band/color/movie/etc? Go ahead and place this one along with a specific question in my inbox

•⏳ “High Brow”. Choose a character who I write for, I’ll give you a song that I think fits them!

So yeah! Go ahead and fill my inbox as i’ll be ignoring my requests for this event haha.

It’s open from today to July 16!!!

Thanks again lovelies, and shoutout to my dear @kquil for being so open to me coming with ideas for this. I got inspiration and did need help in the end but they were the kindest and said they’d be glad to help me out! Check out their work too, they’re one of the best authors for the marauders I know 🩵

Tags; @b3kk3r-by-br3kk3r @marina468 @sophierequests @sophierequests-trashblog @kquil

reblogs would be appreciated as they’re the mutuals I most interact with, and don’t feel confident enough to tag others lol

[latenightreadingpdf]

Secrets of the Heart Masterlist

₊‧⁺˖⋆ Masterlist ⋆˖⁺‧₊

Summary: A mysterious transfer student from Beauxbatons joins Hufflepuff in her 5th year at Hogwarts. Initially hoping to stay under the radar, Aurora quickly catches the attention of the Marauders. Despite her attempts to keep her distance, an unexpected friendship blossoms as they pull her into their world of pranks, secrets, and school life, helping her open up and find her place at Hogwarts.

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

Chapter 1 - Mysterious Girl

Chapter 2 - Night Wanders

Chapter 3 - A Glimpse of Mischief

Chapter 4 - Crossing Paths

Chapter 5 - Prank Gone Wrong

Chapter 6 - In the Stands

Chapter 7 - Coming soon?

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

A/N ~ I'm going back through and editing this series because I kind of hate it. I'll be reuploading them soon.

[neonlight2]

Nyx Flamel Aesthetic

Masterlist

[togayforthisshitt]

philophobia - a marauders x oc fanfic

6.7k words

hi!! okay first off thanks for reading..this is my first ever published anything. I've been writing for a year or two now but haven't really had the confidence to share my writing.

anyways this is a Marauders fanfic with an OC, i tried my best to follow the Marauders timeline, but with limited information, it was kinda hard..if you have any suggestions lmk!!

Chapter One

September 2nd, 1976 - First Day of Classes

The air was cold that morning and grey clouds covered the sky, a normal day in the Scottish highlands. Nephara never woke up early, she liked to sleep in, but the anxiety about the first day of classes had practically pulled her out of bed. She walked around her dorm, hoping to avoid waking her other roommates. They snored and murmured in their sleep, and Nephara tried her best not to giggle at the noises. She made her way over to her trunk and rifled through it, pulling out her uniform and some socks. Lily Evans often pestered her about being untidy and unorganized, but Nephara never truly cared enough to change her ways. She waved her wand around and levitated her books into a small book bag, as she shimmed into her uniform. She admired herself in the mirror as she quickly tied her red and gold, Gryffindor tie. 

Being sorted into Gryffindor as a child from a prestigious pure-blood family was nearly unheard of. Until both Nephara Castiel and Sirius Black became Gryffindors in their first year, to say Nephara's father was not happy with this outcome, was quite an understatement. He sent her a howler the next day going on and on about how she brought dishonor to her family name. She and Sirius just laughed the whole time. 

Sirius Black grew up alongside all the other pure-blood children, including Nephara. They spent the most of their childhoods learning how to become proper pure-bloods. Endless were the days of cotillion and ballroom dancing, both of which Nephara hated. Sirius quite enjoyed the dancing, mostly so he could show off to the other children. After a brief encounter in which Sirius had attempted to jinx Nephara, the two became inseparable. Of course, they were both the targets of each other’s never-ending pranks. After getting sorted into Gryffindor the pair met James Potter, another avid prankster. Slowly, but surely the trio became closer and after some time the trio became a quintet. With Peter Pettigrew and Remus Lupin joining their prankster ways the group was unstoppable. 

It was now 6th year, and the group was still as close as ever. Nephara eventually made friends with some of the Gryffindor girls, including Lily Evans. James went absolutely mental when they saw the pair hanging out and accused Nephara of stealing his ‘Lilyflower’. Both Lily and Nephara found this rather amusing and continued to hang out just to tease James. 

“Neph, what are you doing up?” A half-asleep Lily sounded from her bed. 

“Getting ready,” Nephara whispered as she finished her makeup. Lily mumbled something about it being too early and then fell back asleep. Neph chuckled and quietly made her way out of their dorm. There was nothing she loved more than the Gryffindor common room. Its warm and cozy ambiance was a stark difference from the cold and dark feeling of where she grew up. She walked down the stairs from the girl's dormitory and into the common room to find a rather excited James Potter sitting on the couch with his quidditch gear on. 

“Bloody hell, Prongs why are you up so early?” Neph said as she walked over to the boy. James turned to her with a cheeky grin on his face, his glasses slightly foggy. 

“First day of school, first day of quidditch practice, pup!” Nephara rolled her eyes, she wasn’t an animagi like the rest of the boys, but they insisted on giving her a nickname all the while. Of course, Sirius was the one who came up with ‘pup’ as he wanted her nickname to be similar to his. 

“Is Sirius up yet?” She said trying to change the subject off of quidditch, knowing James could go on and on about it. James shrugged. 

“Not sure, he was asleep when I got up but that was about an hour ago.” James stood up and stretched. 

��You’ve been up for an hour? It’s only six!” Neph looked at him with a curious look, although she should be used to this by now. James was always a morning person and always will be. He chuckled softly, brushing a hand through his messy dark curls. 

“Quidditch, Neph! Quidditch!” 

“Yeah, I know.” She rolled her eyes with a huff. “I’ll go get Pads then, he’s supposed to be practicing with you right?” 

“Yeah, tell him I’ll be at the pitch waiting,” James said. Nephara nodded and said her goodbyes as James left the common room. With a brisk yawn, Neph started climbing the flight of stairs that led to the boy's dormitory. She knocked on the Maruader's dorm, patiently waiting for a response. After a few seconds, she pulled out her wand, focused it on the door handle, and whispered, “Alohomora.” The lock clicked and she opened the door with ease. 

If Lily Evans got ruffled at Nephara’s mess, she would have a heart attack walking into the boy’s dorm. Clothes were strewn across the floor, along with books, parchment, and candy wrappers. Nephara rolled her eyes at the mess and carefully avoided stepping on dirty knickers. From the bathroom, she heard the shower running and assumed it was Remus. He and James were the only ones out of the group who were productive in the morning. She made her way over to Sirius’ bed where he slept soundly. His longer black hair was tousled and he was spread out over the bed. She laughed softly and then swiftly cast a spell. 

“Aguamenti.” She said with a flick of her wand. Water poured out and onto the sleeping body of Sirius Black. He screamed and shot up out of bed, causing Peter to stir in his own bed. Sirius’ eyes flickered to the figure above him, who had a cheeky smirk across her face. “Morning, love.” She said with a wink. 

“What the fuck, Neph!” Sirius said wiping water out of his eyes. Neph laughed and dried him with a drying spell. 

“Prongs told me to come and wake you. You have quidditch practice.” She said walking over to his trunk, where she knew he kept his quidditch gear. 

“You could have just shook me.” He said getting up from his bed. He walked over to Nephara and flicked her on the head. 

“Oi! Now what fun would that be.” She smirked as she pulled out his quidditch gear. He smiled and grabbed it from her. 

“Thanks, pup.” He said with his signature flirty smirk, Neph only rolled her eyes and went to sit back down on his bed as he changed. Nephara knew he was handsome. Every other student at this school knew that, too. She was sure he knew, as well. Hence the cocky ego and constant flirty remarks. But Neph couldn’t understand why watching him shirtless and putting on a Quidditch jersey had made her nervous. That thought got pushed from her head when the bathroom door creaked open and out walked a half-naked Remus Lupin. 

Both Sirius’ and Neph’s eyes shot to the boy. Who wouldn’t when Remus walked out in only a towel by his waist, hair dripping wet, and fit as ever? Remus noticed the two staring and furrowed his brows. 

“Everything alright?” He asked in his soft voice. After a moment of silence, Sirius laughed and spoke up. 

“Moons you look fit,” Sirius smirked and looked over to Neph who just rolled her eyes. She was trying her best to avoid this conversation and whatever feelings get brought up with it. Remus chuckled and grabbed his uniform off his bed. 

“Morning Nephie,” Remus said as he made eye contact with the girl. She smiled softly at his use of her nickname. 

“Morning Rem,” Remus smiled and made his way back into the bathroom to change. After he left Sirius and Nephara shared a brief look and a laugh. “Does he usually walk out half-naked?” Neph asked as Sirius laced up his trainers. He shrugged. 

“Sometimes. I always forget how fit he is,” He winked at Neph and tried to pull his hair up, unsuccessfully. She gestured for him to come over so she could do it. As she pulled his hair up, Sirius couldn’t help but feel relaxed as her hands ran through his hair. “Must be the werewolf in him.” She nodded and finished tying up his hair. 

“You should get going, Prongs is waiting for you at the pitch.” Sirius nodded and headed out of the dorm. For a few moments, it was silent in the Marauders dorm. Nephara looked around and took in the feel of the room. She loved spending time up here with the boys, drinking, smoking, or planning pranks. Her eyes traveled to the walls which were covered in quidditch memorabilia and a few playboy posters. Sirius had put them up in third year after finding a stash of them in Filch’s office. 

She almost thought she was alone in the room until Peter groaned and got up from his bed. He looked over at Nephara, slightly confused, and then relaxed realizing it was her. 

“Morning Neph.” He said, his voice scratchy. Peter was the last one to join their little group. He was quiet when they first met him, and for a while followed Sirius around everywhere. After some work and lots of late-night talks, Peter warmed up to the group and became close with all of them. He often felt overshadowed by the rest of the Marauders as they were all loud and outgoing, but Nephara always reminded him that he was just as talented as they were. 

“Morning, Pete.” She said with a soft grin. Remus once again walked out of the bathroom this time, fully clothed. He nodded towards Peter and then focused his attention on Nephara, who still sat on the edge of Sirius’ bed. 

“Where’d Pads go?” He asked as he walked closer to the girl.

“Quidditch with James.” She said with a smirk. He chuckled and ruffled her hair. She blushed slightly as he ruffled her hair, she could never get over the butterflies she got when Remus was near her. 

“Have another hour-long conversation about quidditch with Prongs?” His chocolate brown eyes stared into hers. She couldn’t help but feel like he was getting a glimpse into her soul. 

“I was lucky today,” Nephara said getting up from the bed. He smiled and started walking towards the door of their dorm. 

“Breakfast then?” Nephara nodded and from the corner of the room Peter mumbled ‘Wait for me.’ 

Breakfast at Hogwarts was always lovely. In fact, every meal at Hogwarts was lovely. Nephara’s eyes took in the great hall, still astounded by its size and magnificence six years later. Four long wooden tables stretched down the room, each table for a different house. Platters and platters of food sat in each table's center. Any dish imaginable was there waiting to be eaten. With Peter and Remus next to her, the trio walked over to the Gryffindor table, where Lily and Marlene sat. Nephara sat down next to Marlene stealing a piece of sausage off her plate as she did so. 

“OI!” Marlene said as she swatted at Nephara’s hand, but it was too late the food was already in her mouth. Nephara laughed as Marlene flipped her off. 

“Stop it both of you,” Lily grumbled as she watched all of it go down. “No stealing, Neph and Marlene no obscenities.” Marlene and Nephara shared a look and started laughing loudly. Lily simply rolled her eyes and turned her attention towards Peter and Remus. 

“Morning Lily!” Peter squeaked as he helped himself to a serving of pancakes. Lily smiled and started talking to Peter about what classes they’d have that year. Remus remained silent just taking in the first day of school. He watched as Marlene and Nephara bickered over insignificant things, and as Peter kept eating pancake after pancake. 

After a few minutes of peace, the Great Hall doors flew open, and in stepped James Potter and Sirius Black. The pair made their way over to where everyone sat at the Gryffindor table. 

As soon as James saw Lily he screeched out a dreadful, “Lilyflower!” Lily groaned and grabbed Marlene by the hand pulling her up and out of the Great Hall. James sat down at the table with a pout and Sirius was just cackling behind him. 

“I don’t understand why she doesn’t like me.” He sighed dramatically. 

“Maybe because you scream at her,” Remus said with a small smirk on his face. The rest of the marauders laughed. James simply pouted more. 

Sirius now sat on the left side of Neph opposite Remus. He threw an arm around her shoulder, as he usually did. Remus rolled his eyes and went back to reading The Daily Prophet. After eating some food, Sirius turned his attention to the girl next to him. 

“What class you got next?” He asked Nephara. 

“DADA, I think.” She shrugged. Nephara was past the point of caring about school anymore. After five years of hard work and the O.W.L.S. she decided she was done spending hours upon hours doing homework. Sirius groaned. 

“Herbology,” He answered with a scoff, “As if I need to know about plants to become an Auror.” Nephara simply laughed at his dramatics. 

“You and your hatred for nature.” She smirked. It’s not that Sirius didn’t like nature, he enjoyed spending time outside with his friends, but his only problem was nature didn’t like him. It wasn’t his fault every plant he seemed to touch, shirvelled up and died.  

Remus chuckled at the interaction between the two. He was closest to Sirius and Nephara. They had always clicked for some reason or another. They often spent long nights in the astronomy tower smoking and talking. Nephara and Sirius were always there when Remus woke up in the hospital room after a full moon. They loved him, scars and all.

“Moony what class do you have next?” Sirius said while taking a sip from his orange juice. 

“DADA with Nephie.” He grinned, knowing it would piss Sirius off. 

“No fair.” Sirius groaned. “I can’t believe you guys get to spend time together, without me! While I’m wrist deep in the dirt.” 

“Poor Sirius, no one ever gives him enough attention,” Nephara said full of sarcasm. Sirius just simply scoffed, while Remus was dying of laughter. 

Breakfast ended and the group of Gryffindors split up and each went to their first class. Nephara and Remus had DADA with the Hufflepuffs. Sirius, Marlene, and Lily had herbology. James and Peter had Charms. Everyone seemed content with their first class of the day, excluding Sirius and his dramatics. 

DADA was relatively easy for Neph and Remus. As usual, there was a new DADA teacher this year, and Professor Nightshade greeted her class with an air of authority. Remus and Neph took their seats in the back of the class. The pair pulled out their parchments and textbooks, one eager to learn and the other eager to go back to bed. The first classes of the year are always boring and filled with introductions, revisiting past lessons, and going over the materials for the semester. DADA finally finished and Remus and Nephara started the long trek to the Potions classroom. 

Nephara never liked the dungeons, and as she walked through them she thought about how if she was placed in Slytherin her first year, she would walk these dungeons all day, every day. Remus noticed the uncomfortable demeanor right away, as he had a knack for picking up on people’s emotions. 

“You okay, Nephie?” He asked softly as the two continued walking. 

“It’s so sticky down here.” She shuddered, “Like there’s no fresh air, you know?” Remus nodded in agreement. He too found the dungeons stuffy and claustrophobic. Most students did, which is why the dungeon hallways were always empty. It was an eerie thing to walk through them at night, and both Gryffindors were thankful they never had to.

Sirius was already in the potions classroom flirting with some Ravenclaw when Remus and Nephara walked in. He gave the girl a quick wink and sauntered over to his two best friends. Nephara looked around the room with a scoff. 

“I can’t believe we have potions with the Slytherins.” The boys nodded in agreement. It wasn’t that Nephara disliked Slytherins she was friends with a few. There were just a handful of Slytherins, namely the pure-blooded ones she grew up with, that irked her. 

“If it isn’t Black and his little girlfriend.” A rather annoying voice spoke up from behind the trio. They all internally groaned as they turned around to be face-to-face with Evan Rosier and Barty Crouch Jr. After an incident involving Nephara being highly intoxicated and making out with Rosier's girlfriend at a party, the poor bloke never seemed to get over it. In turn, Evan was rather jealous and cruel anytime he saw her. 

“What do you want, Rosier?” Sirius spat as if speaking his name left a horrible taste in his mouth. Seeing Nephara make out with Evan Rosier’s girlfriend had been a right shock to everyone, including Sirius Black. For awhile he couldn’t wrap his head around the fact that his dear sweet Neph made out with someone. Remus hardly cared what Nephara did on her own time, but he too hated Rosier for his attempts to humiliate one of his best friends. 

“Just wanted to see how the blood traitors were doing,” Evan said with a chuckle. Remus knew this would instantly set off Sirius and Nephara so he quickly grabbed them by the arms and pulled them away from the scene. A flurry of ‘Moons’ and ‘Rems’ came from the pair as they were being dragged away. 

“Come on Moony why’d you go and have to do that?” Sirius said leaning up against a table, crossing his arms. Neph followed his stance. 

“Yeah, Moons.” She said her eyebrows furrowed. Remus rolled his eyes, he was practically babysitting two children. 

“Because you two would have hexed him and got detention.” He said firmly. Sirius and Nephara both scoffed, knowing he was right. He was always right.

September 2nd, 1976 - Potions

Potions had always been Nephara’s favorite subject, she enjoyed the long hours of meticulously chopping and stirring. Everything had to be perfect or the potion would fail, and she loved that. For a long time getting the highest marks in all her classes was her only sense of pride and fulfillment. Now though she seemed to have lost her spark for her education. Perhaps it was because she knew it was coming to an end or maybe she just didn’t care. The only exception to the complete lack of effort was potions. 

She stood hunched over her brewing table, not paying attention to the lecture Professor Slughorn was in the middle of. Her thoughts lingered on this morning, the uneasiness she felt when Sirius or Remus got close to her. She thought her brain simply didn’t want to be friends with them anymore. Nephara had always struggled with relationships. Of course, now she had close friends, but it didn’t always used to be that way. 

Growing up in a household with emotionally absent parents, made her not understand the depth of her feelings and the intimacy one can have with other people. In primary school she watched the other children play games at recess. She watched as they became friends, as they grew close. She truly never understood why anyone would want that, in her developing mind she believed that she was the only person she could rely on. 

Her eyes glanced over to Sirius who was playing with his quill. He was focused on it as he twirled it between his fingers. His fingers were adorned with many rings, most from Nephara. Her mind drifted toward the start of her relationship with Sirius. When they first met at a pure-blood event, one Nephara did not care enough to remember, she had hated him. He was loud, pompous, and just annoying. He would often play tricks on other kids, small jinxes here and there. He never dared prank Nephara though, he and all the other children avoided her entirely. Nephara never understood why this was, and she honestly never cared. Having friends was of no importance to her, making top marks and impressing her parents was her only goal. Until Sirius decided to finally prank her. 

June 1970 

Sirius found himself wandering around the Black Manor gardens. His parents had important guests over that night and he was told to stay away from them. The moon was full that night and the stars shone brightly. He sat on the grass looking up into the sky, trying to remember where his constellation was, and where his younger brother’s star was. That was until he heard the garden doors open. 

Nephara was snooping. She had been told to play with Regulus, but she found that to be an abysmal idea, so instead she was exploring every nook and cranny of the Black Manor. Eventually, she found her way to the gardens. She thought they were lovely, but not as lovely as her family's garden. She made her way to the grass when she heard giggling coming from a bush. 

Sirius was in the bush, waiting for the perfect opportunity to use a new jinx he learned. He chuckled to himself as he pictured Nephara Castiel with bright red hair. Unfortunately, Sirius was not as good at sneaking around as he was now. 

“Why are you in a bush?” Nephara asked him. 

“Uh I’m not in a bush,” Sirius replied from the bush. Nephara scoffed, unamused by this boy’s antics. 

“Do you think I’m daft?” She reached her hand in the bush and rather aggressively pulled out Sirius. 

“Oi!” He protested as her hands firmly grasped his wrist. She let go and Sirius dusted himself off with a fowl look on his face. “You’ve ruined it!”

“Ruined what?” She asked. He then smirked as he realized the bush truly had no key part in his plan.

“Colorvaria!” He said. Nothing happened. Nephara’s eyes widened and she started laughing. “What! What is it!” Sirius asked her confused by her sudden fit of giggles. 

“Your hair! It’s red!” Sirius practically fainted. His hands ran through his hair frantically, trying to understand what went wrong with his spell. “You said it wrong.” 

“What?” Sirius said still in shock that his hair was bright red instead of hers. 

“The spell, it’s colovaria, not color varia.” 

September 2nd, 1976 - Potions

Nephara chuckled to herself as she remembered the foolishness that went down on that day. Sirius looked at her confused. 

“What’s so funny, pup?” He whispered, making sure Professor Slughorn wouldn’t hear him. Remus then shot the two a fierce glare, silently warning them to stop talking. 

Neph ignored Remus and said quietly to Sirius, “Just remembering when we became friends.” Sirius grinned ear to ear, that memory was truly fond to him, and he often liked to look back upon it. 

“The only time one of my pranks failed.” He said dramatically putting his hand over his heart. Nephara rolled her eyes, a constant occurrence when you’re friends with Sirius Black. 

“Could you lot please shut up,” Remus whispered aggressively to the pair. Unluckily for the trio Professor Slughorn picked up on this conversation, and was now at his wit’s end. There was nothing more he hated than talking during his lectures. 

“Miss Castiel, Mr. Lupin, and Mr. Black!” The professor said storming over to their table. The three froze and directed their attention towards their professor. 

“Yes, Professor?” Nephara asked innocently, knowing that if anyone was to get out of punishment it was her. Sirius scoffed at this ‘innocent’ ploy, which subsequently earned him a nudge in the side. 

“Was your conversation so important that you had to interrupt my lecture?” Professor Slughorn asked looking between the trio. 

“In fact it was Professor!” Sirius spoke up. Remus and Nephara both groaned at Sirius's comment, knowing it would surely end up with them all getting detention on their first day. 

“Detention! All of you!” He said and then stormed off to continue his lecture. 

At lunch, Neph had opted to sit next to Remus as she was furious with Sirius for getting them all detention on their first day. James and Peter were talking about how their first classes went, and who was in them. James was especially excited when he found out Lily was in his DADA class. 

“And then Lily walked in, and I swear my heart stopped!” James said throwing his hands over his heart. Peter snorted.

“You're leaving out the part where she told you to bugger off,” Peter said, picking up some food from his plate.

“She might have said that, but she would never truly mean it,” James responded in a way that made him sound like he thought he knew about Lily’s true intentions. Sirius just slapped James on the back playfully, while completely egging him on in his delusions. 

Across the table, Remus and Neph were talking about their upcoming detention. Remus mentioned something about the last time he and Sirius got detention and how it ended up with them being stuck in the trophy room for two hours cleaning trophies. 

“I can’t believe him! Purposely sassing Professor Slughorn, fully knowing it would get us all in trouble.” Neph said as she viciously stabbed her salad. Remus looked at her salad and felt a moment of pity for it. 

“Promise me you won’t attack him like you're attacking your salad?” He said with a soft chuckle. 

“I will make no such promises, Rem.” Remus smiled at her, simply amused, “Besides he needs to know I won’t put up with him dragging us into his self-centered bullshit this year like he did last year!” Remus frowned slightly, remembering the incident Nephara had mentioned. Neph noticed the look on his face, and guilt washed over her. “Sorry, I shouldn’t have brought that up.” She said avoiding eye contact with Remus. 

His scarred hand found its way to Nephara’s shoulder. The touch jerked Neph out of her head, and into the spot where his hand lay. It was comforting, Remus was always comforting.“It’s okay.” he said, his voice soft. She looked up at him, he had a stupid grin on his face. Her eyebrows furrowed.

“And what exactly is so funny to you, Moons?” She huffed. 

“It’s cute when you get all in your head about something that’s not important.” He said softly, his hand still resting on her shoulder. Neph tried to ignore how he called her cute, and focus on the part where he said the incident wasn’t important. 

“Rem, it was a big deal though.” He sighed.

“I know, I just meant you don’t need to worry about bringing it up and upsetting me. That’s not a big deal.” His hand that was resting on her shoulder, picked up a loose strand of hair and twirled it lightly between his fingers. Remus wasn’t fully aware of what he was doing, but Nephara was. It was strange, if any of her other friends randomly started playing with her hair she would probably freak out, but not Remus. She stared into his brown eyes and the scar that went down his face. 

From across the table, Sirius was fuming. He watched as Remus played with Neph’s hair, and how she didn’t seem to mind. He wasn’t sure where this anger was coming from, he loved Neph and Remus, but he couldn’t help but feel left out. 

“Pads?” James said as he slightly nudged Sirius. Sirius turned his head towards James. His face was confused and still visibly upset after watching Nephara and Remus. “Did you hear what I said, mate?” 

“No, sorry,” Sirius said quickly. James chuckled and repeated what he said. Sirius put on his usual facade of being content and charming, hoping that it would push out the odd feelings of jealousy that had arisen earlier. 

September 7th, 1976 - noon

The library was empty that day, except for a group of 6th years who were delving deep into the intricacies of their latest read. Hanging out with Sirius constantly can become a little draining, so finding a way to balance out this perpetual source of energy, Nephara’s Saturday mornings were spent cozied up in the library discussing books with  Lily and Remus. Their current book was a fascinating insight into the beginnings of philosophy in the ancient world. Nephara found herself craving mental stimulation and intellectual conversations, which thankfully Lily and Remus were more than capable of providing for her. 

They sat in a circle of sorts in the corner of the library. Lily had opted for a comfy chair, while Neph and Remus sat across from her on an old leather couch. The library had to be one of Nephara’s favorite places in the castle. It smelled of old parchment and spilled ink. Any and every book from Wizard kind could be found in the Hogwarts Library. She often found herself sneaking in late at night to borrow a book or two from the restricted section. Permitting Peeves was in a good mood. With the book in her lap, and her hands wrapped around a warm cup of tea, Nephara felt at peace. She listened as Lily rambled about Marcus Aurelius and his meditations. 

Remus wasn’t listening to Lily, all his focus was on Nephara and how content she looked. He remembered when they were younger and Nephara was always on edge. She was always doing something, busying her mind, never once relaxing. Classes, homework, studying, prank planning. It never ended, and he often worried for her. 

Today seemed better though, her mind seemed at ease. He watched her subtle movements and today they seemed peaceful. Her breath seemed slow and her body relaxed. Remus relished in this part of his Lycanthropy, being able to notice the small changes in mood or behavior greatly helped him to become closer with his friends. He learned their signs and he learned what to do when they appeared. 

Nephara sat her cup down and brought her legs up to her chest. Something Remus noticed she only did when she was completely enthralled by something. Most often this would be books or muggle music, but sometimes it was with him. He noticed how when he talked about his passions she always listened, she more than listened, she was utterly engrossed by him. 

“Rem?” Nephara said, and Remus noticed both her and Lily were staring at him. He chuckled nervously and ran a hand through his hair. 

“Sorry, what was that?” He asked, hoping neither Neph nor Lily noticed what was distracting him. 

“I was wondering if you wanted to come to Hogsmeade with Marlene, Peter, and me,” Lily asked him while putting away her books. Remus shook his head with a soft smile

“Thanks, but I was thinking of staying indoors today.” Lily nodded and left the group, to join Marlene and Peter. The silence between Nephara and Remus was often, and comforting. It was something they were used to by now, something they looked forward to. Nephara yawned and rested her head on Remus’s shoulder. 

“Are you sleepy, pup?” He said with a soft chuckle. 

“A little.” Nephara sighed. “But Sirius and James are waiting for us.” Remus wanted so desperately to just spend the entire day with Nephara in the library. Although he’d never tell her that, so he sighed and gently pushed her head off his shoulder. He got up from the couch, offered a hand, and hoisted her up. 

September 7th, 1976 - half past noon

James and Sirius sat in the Gryffindor common room satisfied with their work. After a couple of hours of decorating and rearranging, the two had turned the common room into the perfect place for their annual back-to-school party. They turned their heads as the portrait to the common room swung open and in walked Neph and Remus. Nephara’s eyes lit up as she took in the work the boys had done. 

“Pads, Prongs it looks amazing!” She said walking over to the boys. Sirius got up and wrapped his arm around her shoulder.

“Of course it does!” He said with a smirk across his face. James and Nephara laughed while Remus just shook his head. James showed Neph all the things he had set up for the party, and Remus, and Sirius sat down on the couch. 

Remus watched Sirius as he watched Nephara, he seemed completely entranced by her. It reminded him of himself just moments ago in the library. He could tell her loved her, but more importantly, he could tell that Sirius was in love with her. Remus surmised that he was the only one aware of this, he was sure not even Sirius could understand the depth of his emotions towards the girl. 

“You’re staring,” Remus said quietly to Sirius. Sirius turned to look at him with a small smirk on his face. 

“What mate?” He said with a soft chuckle. Remus chuckled and patted Sirius on the back. 

“You’re watching, Neph, mate.” He said, his hand not leaving Sirius’s back. Sirius scrunched his face. 

“So?” Remus only chuckled in response. Sirius scoffed, after putting Remus’s vague words together, “It’s not like that.” He subconsciously leaned back into Remus’s touch. “I mean, she’s great. Don’t get me wrong. She’s just Neph, mate,” He paused, his eyes darting back to the girl, who was now wrapping James up in streamers. “Even if I did, which I don’t, she’s closed off in that way. Romantically.” 

Remus nodded, he knew what Sirius meant. Nephara had never once been in a romantic relationship, at least not one that required genuine emotional vulnerability. She had flings here and there, hookups mostly. Neph told Remus a lot about her sexual escapades, but never once did she mention having romantic feelings for them. 

“She’s just like you in that way.” He said his voice growing somber as he spoke. Sirius nodded in agreement. 

“She is.” He said with a chuckle. The conversation quickly ended when Nephara helped a streamer mummy that was previously James waddle over to the pair. 

“I’m a mummy!” James mumbled underneath a copious amount of red streamers. 

“I was thinking of just leaving him like this, ought to help with the incessant need to talk about Lily.” Nephara joked and James muttered a few choice curse words. Remus and Sirius laughed and agreed with Neph. 

“Wormy’s getting the drinks while he's in Hogsmeade, right?” Sirius said as Remus’s arm was still around the back of the couch, slightly touching his shoulder. Neph nodded as she helped unravel James from the streamers. 

“That’s what he told me this morning.” Her eyes flickered over to Sirius and Remus on the couch, who were close together, but in the end, she thought nothing of it. She too was touchy with both boys. 

“Seems everything is ready then,” James said, now free from the confines of red streamers. “I think I’ll head to the prefect bathroom and take a bath.” James was not a prefect, far from it actually. Lily and Remus had been chosen as Gryffindor’s prefects this year. Remus being the generous friend he is, told the marauders the password to the pristine bathrooms at the start of term. 

Neph and the remaining boys said their goodbyes to James as he walked through the fat ladies’ portrait and out of the Gryffindor common room. Feeling slightly left out Nephara decided to nudge herself between the two boys on the couch. Neither of which had any complaints. 

“Aww did you miss me pup?” Sirius said as she sat in between him and Remus. Neph scoffed. 

“Hardly, I miss my precious Moony.” She said overdramatically. Remus laughed and ruffled the girl's hair with the arm that was touching Sirius’s shoulders. Sirius rolled his eyes in response. 

“Jealous, Pads?” Remus said with a wink. Sirius was jealous, he knew that much. He was unsure exactly what he was jealous about though. Was it Nephara calling Remus precious, or the way Remus’s arm left his shoulder to touch Neph? It was all so confusing, and he honestly had no clue what to make of any of it. Remus being the sensitive wizard he was, picked up on the change in Sirius’s emotions. He noticed how he went from being playful to feeling bitter about something, he assumed it was about Nephara. 

Neph was oblivious to this silent exchange and was just enjoying time with her best friends. She felt safe between them, and honestly never wanted to leave either of their sides. The three sat in the empty common room in comfortable silence. Most students were at Hogsmeade or spending time roaming the castle, it was nice to have the common room all to themselves. Nephara looked and Remus and then at Sirius and smiled at both of them. 

“I love James and Peter, but I like it when it’s just us sometimes.” She spoke softly, her hand absentmindedly going to fiddle with the rings on Sirius's fingers, the rings she had bought him. Sirius smiled at the soft touch she was giving him. 

“Why’s that, Nephie?” Remus asked, his long arm still stretched around the back of the couch, his fingers once again finding their way into Nephara’s hair. She contemplated this question. Sirius smiled when he saw that look in her eyes, the look she only gets when she’s truly focusing on something. He made eye contact with Remus who was noticing the same thing, and the two shared a smirk. 

“In a way it’s always calm. Even when it isn’t, it is. I think mostly because you even us out, Rem.” She said, and Remus smiled. 

“She’s right Moony, you cancel out our energy with your calmness.” Sirius chuckled softly. Remus did everything in his power not to blush on the spot, there’s nothing more he loved than feeling appreciated by his two closest friends. 

September 15th, 1976 - Slytherin Common Room - 6 PM

The Slytherin Commons were incomparable to any other houses. The dungeons provided a sense of exclusion and mystique that correlated with the Slytherin aesthetic. The common room was large, made completely out of stone, and located underneath Hogwarts. It was decorated head to toe in elegant and expensive furniture, with large windows providing views directly into the murky black lake.

Regulus Black sat on a fine leather couch talking to Evan Rosier. He found Evan dimwitted and rather dull, but who else was he supposed to converse with? Barty Crouch Jr? Certainly not. Avery, Mucilber? They were bigger fools than Rosier and Crouch combined. Unfortunately, Slytherin was lacking in sophisticated pure-bloods, and as each year passed their ranks filled up with more and more muggle-born students. 

Then there was Severus Snape, perhaps one of the only intelligent people in Slytherin, besides Regulus. However, he found Snape to be a sad excuse for a man with his capabilities. Regulus thought how pitiful it was to be Snape, being ridiculed by Gryffindors, and then having his one friend taken away because of James Potter’s bullying. Perhaps he would make a good servant, someone loyal, who had a known hatred for blood-traitors like James Potter. 

“What do you think about Snape?” Regulus asked Evan, quickly interrupting whatever the boy was talking about. Evan’s eyes shot over to Snape and then back to Regulus’s.

“Why?” He scoffed, almost disgusted that Regulus would ask such a question. 

“He’s smart, and could prove useful,” Regulus spoke in his usual air of confidence. Of course, it was hard not to be confident when you were surrounded by people like these. Evan shrugged. 

“He’s..just hard to look at.” Evan shuddered, “But, I suppose that doesn’t matter. I’ll send a letter to my father and see what he says. You’ll have to vouch for him, Black. Are you capable of taking all responsibilities for him?” Regulus contemplated for a moment, he saw no reason why Snape wouldn’t want to join. He lacked power, something the Dark Lord could provide. Regulus felt Snape might be someone who craved the fear or respect of others, especially those who wronged him. Those like his brother and James Potter. 

“Yes.”

[crazyyluvr]

new chapter was so, so good! ugh, remus finding out and sol running away— i can wait to see sirius and james find out, and for the triad to seek her out :’) give me all the angst and yearning and and fluff and sol/james/sirius/remus!

THANK YOU SO MUCH ANON !!! i'm so sorry i'm slow with updates, i went back to class and this year is already so hectic. DON'T WORRY, YOU'LL GET YOUR ANGST AND FLUFF BETWEEN THEM SOON ENOUGH >:)