#not every brown haired man is remus lupin not every redhead is lily evans SHUT UPPPPPPP

[littleprincefan]

im gonna be negative real quick look away

one thing that rlly annoys me about marauders fans is how they Plague every single fucking david bowie video or anything bowie related like idgaf about fuckin remus lupin it is 2024 and im not 12 anymore . STARMAN IS A LITTLE PRINCE SONG ‼️ FUCK OFF ‼️‼️‼️

[chesireh]

¿Cómo te sentirías si fuera verdad?

Sirius Black x Reader

Words: 1900

A/N: Hope you like it

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Curled up in a corner of the room, settled beside the big brown door of the bedroom, Sirius laid his sorry ass on the floor, with a childish pout plastered on the usual cocky expression of his face.

“Who was it again?” James asked, awkwardly slapping the back of his depressed mate in a somewhat supporting way.

“Judging by how easily she played him off, a possible Ravenclaw.” Answered Lupin, who didn’t even raise his eyes from the text of his assignment to take a good look at his whining friend. Sirius always talked about different girls so it wasn’t anything new for him. More than sad he felt quite annoyed by the insistence of the Black dog of mentioning his every night escapades. Remus couldn’t comprehend how, him being a womanizer would help you realize you had to fall for Sirius. But Padfoot had his own logic so he never said a thing. (Besides, the werewolf wasn’t appealed by the idea of you dating anyone. Like. Under no circumstances.)

“Too smart for him.” You snorted when Prongs muttered in not an accurate low voice.

“Her name was Felicia, Markandovichts! She was the one!” Spat the raven haired, dashing male, while scowling at Potter. You bit your lip, containing an exasperated groan.

“Markandovichts is a name?” Peter questioned in confusion, not sure why some Beauxbatons girl would be at Hogsmeade during winter.

“He probably doesn’t remember her name and it´s just babbling.” Bitterly, a tired voice echoed in the room, making you grin. Remus always got grumpy when some girl he didn’t actually knew –and wasn’t even in the room- disturbed his study sessions.

“She had the best legs I had ever seen.” Padfoot continued, sighing in excitement, hopefully remembering the beautiful silky skin of the dark haired woman he met about six hours ago. You wanted to throw up by the mere thought of him slipping his dirty hands inside the skirt of the “sexiest” woman in the world.

Remus knew you were getting jealous but he didn’t stop Black from talking obscenities.

“That’s just sad, man.” You finally said and a glint of brightness appeared on the lazy dark eyes of the immature young boy you were in love with.

“Leave me alone, woman. You haven’t dated a soul, since first year. And it was James.” Sirius whispered, absentmindedly licking his lips. Grey gaze locked with yours in a mischievous way, till you got uncomfortable and looked away. (Like not in the bad way, in the “I want to kiss you, you hottie” way of uncomfortable.)

“H-Hey!” Lacking of coherent thoughts, you opted to whine at him with a childish pout, instead of confessing how deeply in love you were.

“So rude, I was actually the best boyfriend in the world. We dated for more than a week. Wormtail! Tell them!” Prongs screamed in a high pitched voice, but all that Peter could do was smile, because every single time Potter made something ridiculous, he felt that he somehow could fit in with the marauders.

“And then, our woman decided she preferred spending her time at the astronomy tower, alone, than with a dashing little me.” He choked out dramatically.

“Thankfully, Evans saved her from your insistence.” Moony teased, sighing with false relief. He pushed Prongs away, making him forcefully stand up at Peter´s right side.

“Talking seriously, we could´ve married.”

“James, we´re still students, think before opening your foolish mouth.”

“Yes mam.” Prongs said with enthusiasm, suddenly feeling full of energy.

“That would have been hell. Marrying this not so lovely bird.”

“I will marry Remus at some point, I can feel it. I´m awesome and he knows it.” Lupin cracked a hysterical laugh while an arrogant grin spread on the corners of your mouth.

“Talking seriously.” Sirius paused, a sly smirk forming on his handsome face. The stern tone of his voice caught you off guard, nevertheless you laughed a little at the “siriusness”. “No pun intended.” He assured but kept his lips upwards. “It’s kind of true, Moony, you´re all bookish and that shit that she obviously likes. I see you both like soulmates or something.” Padfoot half joked, pronouncing –soulmates- bitterly. For him, the mere word revolving around the bird he fancied and one of his best mates seemed repulsive. “But you can’t have her.” He finished firmly, glancing between both of you –at the distance of your almost touching shoulder-.

“Come on, Pads, if you don’t let her marry Moony, she´ll end up with a Longbottom. Or worse! A Lovegood!” James awkwardly screamed, making Remus grimace by the loudness of it.

“She can marry me if it gets to that atrocious point.” You sighed in exasperation.

“But that would be horrible, Sirius.” He gaped at you, what made you realize the sentence didn’t come out the way you expected it to be. “Not that you aren’t…dashing and the type of gentleman that every woman wants, however, you spend so much time with your other lovely birds that the mere thought of marrying you…would be sickening.”

“S-Sickening?!” Padfoot blurted out, Remus tried to stay away of the conversation on the other two marauders in the room, watched the situation with pure amusement.

“Girls like fidelity, loyalty and other things, Sirius.” Remus snorted when your words hurt Black´s pride.

“I’m a dog! How much more fidelity and loyalty do you need?!” He retorted loudly, making James burst in laughs. “Hey! That doesn’t help at all, Prongs.” Sirius dryly chuckled, in a mix of amusement and confusion.

“To be fair, when he dated the gorgeous Ravenclaw, he didn’t cheat and stood by her side for six months without watching skirts.” Peter interrupted with a soft voice, earning a swat on the arm.

“That’s because the entire year, he was sulking because the future Lovegood was crushing on a redhead.”

“Why would he sulk because of it?” You questioned with a crease appearing slightly in your forehead. It’s true he avoided spending too much time with you during fourth grade, but you thought it was because he wanted to give all the afternoon to his girlfriend, Angeline and not because he didn’t want to hear you talking about the cute Hufflepuff.

Sirius went pale and seemed about to kneel in front of James and beg to him to stay quiet, or have some intelligence inside his tiny brain and tell a good lie. (A thing that the boy with glasses didn’t notice at all.)

“Because he fancies you.” The tension that choked everyone during more than five seconds got James confused, so he decided to raise a questioning eyebrow to Moony’s direction.  

“Prongs! For Merlin´s beard don’t give that childish pout! Why can’t you keep your mouth shut?!”

“Wait, she didn’t know? About half of Hogwarts knows by now!” Prongs retorted with a shocked expression clouding his natural mischievousness. “I mean, witch, are you blind?!” He tried to cease his guilt yelling at you with burning red cheeks. James was so flustered that he rivaled your expression.

“H-Half of, of-” Sirius tried to reach for your forearm while you walked backwards with your eyes open wide and your face as red as Lily´s hair, however, he didn’t catch you on time to stop you from getting out of the Marauders´ bedroom.

…

You weren’t running away because you didn’t have any interest in having a relationship with him, you just felt overwhelmed by that type of information, by the fact that probably that was why Marlene –the girl who used to love Sirius during second till fourth grade- stopped talking to you, and by the paralyzing realization that he felt deeply for you since fourth grade and you didn’t notice at all. How couldn’t you notice?

“But…But.” He talked about girl every single day! You got a hold of yourself, breathing in and out and stopping in the middle of the hallway.

“Y/n!” A breathless scream made you jump, and you turned on your toes to see the same womanizer that “fancied” you, crossing his arms and trying to have his face looking upwards to your face, but only managing to observe in the direction of your right shoulder.

So, it was…true?

“Sirius, is what, what Prongs said true?” He nodded simply, suddenly seeming braver than ever. With his chest puffed out while he held his breathe and the usual smirk trying to stay long enough to make you know he wasn’t backing away from anything. (Just like every Gryffindor would do.)

“It’s true. Since third grade, when you slapped me accidently when I said a foolish statement about a beautiful Slytherin girl. I had an understandable yet childish hatred towards every wizard in that irking house…I still hate Severus but that’s not the point…why are you looking at me like that?”

“You started liking me because I slapped you?!” You choked out, wanting to slap him again and get him to understand himself.

“No!” Sirius exclaimed with a frown, letting his pride drive his negation before passing a trembling hand through his shaggy hair. He sighed. “Well, kind of, nevertheless I believe it was because you stood by me with that puppy gaze of yours when you recognized that kicking my arse wasn’t going to do any good. I suppose I got used to your presence...since you followed me around for almost a week till I apologized for my harsh words.” The bloke in front of you explained uneasily, getting less sure about the words that were exiting his mouth. “You made me a better version of myself.”

“You had always being pretty awesome and kind, Sirius. I think you just grew up.” You retorted with a soft smile, you haven’t been expecting him to be the romantic kind of lad.

“I´m just saying that somehow I got myself more conscious about the people around myself…thanks to you.” Sirius managed to say, with a faint blush appearing solemnly on his strong and elegant features. “So…So give this pretty awesome and kind Black, an opportunity…”

“Hum…” You frowned before gazing at him. He looked exasperated, almost angry, however it was obvious he was just anxious about what could your response be. Sirius was about to acknowledge you were not going to answer anything, still he waited, with his dark lock of messy hair falling a bit into his eyes, in that gorgeous and dark way that only him could manage without looking like a fool. And suddenly, before thinking straight, you nodded. “Yeah.” You muttered silently, making his grey eyes brighter. “It would be great, Sirius.” Just with that, he started speaking louder than ever and absentmindedly circling around you in a childish way.

“Hogsmade next weekend, I will buy you a lot of sweet and if you want to we can even spend all the evening in the bookstore!” He continued, awkwardly patting your shoulder instead of giving you a hug. Sirius wanted you to be comfortable and suddenly jumping to you, wasn’t going to help. “I will go for you to the girls dormitory if it is necessary.” With that statement he grabbed your hand and pulled you a little closer to his side.

“Now lets get back to the others, the marauders map is waiting for us, love!” Sirius said excitedly, dragging you around by the hand, with your warm fingers interlaced with his.