#okay i have to go back to writing sad sirius but here's a good start lmao

[impishtubist]

tell me ur thoughts on the petty ineffable divorce. pls

HELLO MY LOVE I WOULD BE GLAD TO

(First of all, consider a universe where Crowley takes Aziraphale up on his offer to return to Heaven, BUT NOT AS AN ANGEL. He refuses that bit, so they still get divorced. But then he's like, I'll come on my own terms as a "consultant" (ty @groovyaviator for that). No one knows what "consulting" Crowley does, because it just seems to consist of them yelling at each other and then fucking all over the Supreme Archangel's office. It's very traumatizing for all the other angels in Heaven.)

Okay, back to the canon universe:

-Crowley starts selling Aziraphale's books back on Earth.

-He also lets small children come into the bookshop and put their sticky little hands all over the books and the furniture.

-Aziraphale miracles the Bentley to be permanently yellow.

-Crowley gives away all of Aziraphale's signed first-edition Oscar Wilde books.

-Aziraphale thwarts all of Crowley's attempts to get laid by chasing off all the humans he tries to bring home-creating mysterious cold breezes, making them hear mysterious footsteps and voices, sometimes randomly appearing behind them, etc.

-Crowley takes Shax up on her offer to be a Duke of Hell, and so Aziraphale is stuck seeing him at the Heaven/Hell joint quarterly corporate board meetings. Crowley constantly drops phrases like "put a pin in it" and "circle back" and "bandwidth" and "backburner" and "sidebar" and nothing ever gets done, though everyone leaves the meetings feeling very accomplished thanks to all the corporate jargon (except for Aziraphale, who sees right through all the corporate-speak and is furious that they never get through his agenda items).

-Aziraphale miracles it so that the Bentley actually needs petrol and can't run on miracles anymore, so Crowley has to actually put petrol in his car and take it to the mechanic and it can't do 200mph in London or whatever anymore.

[luveline]

if you’re not sick of the fainting fics yet would you write one with sirius? have a good day gorgeous <3

thank you for your request! i hope you have a good day too ♡ fem!reader

"Hey, sweet girl," Sirius says. A saccharine pet name said rather simply, smoke blown from either corner of his mouth. "You okay?" 

You shrug your shoulders. Sirius sits in the shade, the dusk sunlight kissing the rubber toes of his shoes where he's laid his legs out over the steps into the house. "Did James finish my juice?" 

Sirius scratches his eyebrow, weary not to burn himself with the cigarette held between his index and middle finger. Smoky whorls chase up the side of his face. "Uh, no, but Remus' boyfriend might have thinking it was his. Remus said he'll buy you two to replace it." 

"I don't mind. Just. Think I might need the sugar." 

Sirius squints at you, stubbing his cigarette out hurriedly against the stone steps and standing up. He's in sweats and one of your old t-shirts, blue hair dye staining up the left side like a superheated flame. "You still not feeling well?" he asks.

You offer your hand for holding. Sirius takes it, using the other to angle your face up toward the porch light. 

"Say?" he murmurs, prompting you when you don't answer. 

"I feel wobbly, Siri. Like I could faint. I know I won't, but I still feel rough," you say. 

Sirius looks about as alarmed as a person can get, pulling you up the steps to the house he shares with his mates and down the hallway. "Not having that," he says as he goes, rubbing your cold fingers. "Don't worry. You'll feel better after some dinner. Let me make you a quick crumpet or something. Piece of toast?" 

"I can wait until later on."

He drops your hand in favour of cupping your cheek. "No. Try and have something, my love. I have a bit of soreen here," —he turns away from you to rummage through the bread cupboard— "thick layer of butter and you'll be right." 

You blink against a strange feeling, but it isn't something you can shuck off. A weight gathers in your hands and your knees go weak, and you think, Oh, I'm actually going to faint. 

You manage to put your hands behind you and crumple that way, onto your bum rather than forward into Sirius' back. Your head clips a cupboard door and Sirius spins on the spot, soreen falling in a hurricane of crumbs by your leg. 

"Fuck," he says, on his knees in an instant. You slouch unbidden, and you don't recall passing out, but one moment you're unfurling like a pill bug and the next you've been pulled flat onto your back. Sirius looks down at you in a panic. "Woah, hello. Don't do that again, yeah?" 

"I don't think she really had a choice, mate."

You squint across the kitchen at James, one of Sirius' best friends and roommates. He approaches with a pillow from the lounge, dropping it by your head. "Get your head on that, babe," he says. 

Sirius lifts your head onto the pillow, scowling. "Fucking christ. You need to keep me informed when you're about to go sledding across the kitchen, my love," he says. "We could've sat down. Had a breather." 

"I didn't really know," you mumble. "My legs hurt." 

"You're supposed to elevate them," James says. "Get your blood flowing more to your brain." 

"Lift her legs then, James."

"She's your bird." 

"I'm busy," Sirius says crossly, his hands tucked up by your neck. He turns away from James to give you his full attention, his incredulousness melding to a soft, sad worry. "What's the matter with you? I could've caught you if you'd said." He turns your face from the side. "Just take it easy for a bit, yeah? Do you feel tired?" 

James sighs and grabs your legs to hoist in the air. You're too lethargic to fluster, though you gasp when your back starts to lift from the floor.

"James, you prick, don't deadlift her," Sirius scolds. His tone switches as soon as he meets your eyes. "You're alright," he says, thumbing along your jaw. "You'll be fine." 

"This is too much fuss," you say breathlessly. 

Sirius takes a deep, heaving breath. "Feel my heart," he says, holding your hand to his chest. "Feel that? You scared the fuck out of me. This is the correct amount of fuss." 

He and James keep you there until Remus comes home with a two litre carton of orange juice to save you. "I think half an hour will do it," Remus says, all the tone of an eye roll without the action. "Get the poor girl off the floor. She has crumbs in her hair." 

Sirius arranges you on the sofa, though really you're in his lap, James absconded for a rescue takeaway and Remus hoovering up the exploded soreen from the sounds of it.  "Good thing you're poorly," Sirius says, smoothing your hair back to kiss your cheek. "I hate hoovering." 

[floralembarrassment]

Hi! I was wondering if you could do more Jegulus raising Harry please

hello! It has been a while since we've done a jegulus raising Harry - I hope you enjoy this as much as I did writing it! with love

FaceTime (1/1) (jegulus | jegulus raising harry)

"Harry!" James called across the park.

A small boy turned at his name and came running across the sand. Unsteady and zigzagging all the way. A bright smile on his face as he made his way to his father.

"Dad! Dad! Come look! We made a castle!" Harry said excitedly, grabbing James' hand and pulling back toward the park.

"Okay but then we have to go sweetie," James said easily conceding to whatever his son wanted.

It was a pretty good sand castle for a 6 year old. And James made sure Harry knew how proud he was of his son, because Harry was elated in his efforts.

"Can we take a picture to send to Papa?" Harry asked, and James quickly pulled out his phone and told Harry to sit beside his work. He smiled his bright Potter grin with Regulus' Stoney grey-green eyes staring back at him.

"Okay Haz, time to go. Uncle Moony and Uncle Pads are coming for dinner," James explained.

All the walk home from the park, and immediately after getting home and washed up, Harry very persistently asked to call his father. James sometimes forgot that Harry missed Regulus as much as James did. So as went in the kitchen to make dinner, he picked Harry up and put him on the counter and FaceTimed Regulus.

"Papa!!" Harry called as Regulus answered the call.

"Bonjour mon amour, comment ca va?" Regulus asked.

And very quickly Harry started yammering away in french. He spoke eloquent and proper, just like Regulus and even though James only understood a few words here and there he could not miss the love and connection happening between father and son.

Just as James was washing up the last of the dishes he used to prep dinner, Harry waved the phone at him; "Dad, Papa wants to talk to you," his little voice said, easily switching to English.

James took the phone and the doorbell rang. James looked out the window and saw Remus and Sirius standing on the porch.

"Harry want to get the door? It's your uncles," and Harry was running before James even finished talking.

"Hi love, James said when he was finally able to look at Regulus through the phone.

"Hello you, thank you for the pictures today. Haz said you had a very good day?" Regulus said, his lips turning up.

"Yes it was, and Remus and Sirius are just getting here. Only thing that could have made it better would be you," James said brightly.

"Only 4 more days. I miss you both so much. I know it's hard on Harry when I'm away..." Regulus said eyes turning sad.

"Hey it's okay. I've got him, and it's important for him to see you out there working to make our life beautiful." James said.

Regulus' face soften at the reassurance.

"Je t'aime," Regulus whispered.

"Ewwwww!" And Regulus and James laughed as they heard their small boy be disgusted by their love.

James shook his head and smiled at Regulus. They all melted in laughter though when Sirius popped up and said, "you are right Bambi that was gross!"

[remusmoonbaby]

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ Songs That Remind me of Remus Lupin

🤎 here you will finds songs that remind me of Remus w/ the reason why I thought of these songs! Of course this is just how I see him, but feel free to comment some other songs that remind you of him!! I’d love to hear them :)) link to the Spotify playlist here!!

🤎 please do enjoy this as much as I have enjoyed writing it <3

divider credit @chaefilm 🤎

ೃ⁀➷ Home by Cavetown

honestly…this song reminds me of the way Remus struggled after James’ and Lily’s death, along with Sirius being sent to Azkaban. made me think of the way everything happened at once for him and just the spiraling feeling that was happening within him :/ ITS SO SAD !!! especially when you’re thinking of it of this way 💔

ೃ⁀➷ Water Fountain by Alec Benjamin

…if I’m honest I thought of Remus for this song in such an imaginative state here. I don’t know why I think that Remus did have some sort of a “first love” moment while he was in hogwarts but it just didn’t work out :( IM SO SAD LIKE WHY AM I DOING THIS— 💔 but of course he thinks back on it and he’s glad that it didn’t work because now he has his ONE AND ONLY TRUE MATE

ೃ⁀➷ Stressed Out by twenty one pilots

again, this reminds me of the time Remus was alone basically. he doesn't have his best friends being his rocks anymore...werewolf regulations are SO MUCH stricter when all of this is happening, that Remus just thinks about the times of when they were younger. it was so much easier then !!! he could act like a normal teenage wizard boy and not think of the consequences.

ೃ⁀➷ idfc by blackbear (but on the playlist the slowed down remix is made by DJ espinos)

Okay, just like water fountain, this also deals with the "first love"...i feel like Remus will try to make things work between him and the person even if it is lies but...he's so cold about it with them at the same time. he will literally act like he doesn't care about them but we all know he's hiding and holding back on them :/ our poor baby

ೃ⁀➷ Animals by Maroon 5

DO I GOTTA SAY MUCH HERE!? LIKE !!!!! LET'S NOT ACT DUMB HERE WE ALL KNOW THAT REMUS IS A FUCKING FREAAAAAAK IN THE SHEETS!!!! Like this man goes feral every time...don't get me wrong he definitely has a soft spot but one little unhinged moan from you...he snaps. instant switch! it's hot ;))

ೃ⁀➷ Do I Wanna Know? by Arctic Monkeys

guuuuuuuuuys i literally think of this the way Remus teases you. like this is his type of foreplay and does he get the fucking rise out of it when he sees you reacting the way he wants you to. omg this man is literally towering over you staring at you with a knowing look in his eyes and that fucking smirk he has when he's up to no good...oh my gods i'm on my knees for him

ೃ⁀➷ As the World Caves in by Matt Maltese

y'all....this song is literally my prime definition of Remus and Tonks. like, i'm so serious when i first heard this song they were the first thing to pop into my head. i'm so serious when i say that is literally their ride or die (CRYING HERE HOLD UP) song to me...like go and read the lyrics and you'll get what i mean 💔

ೃ⁀➷ Moonlight by Chase Atlantic

this song is literally how i think Remus will think of you when he's starting to actually notice you and become interested in everything about you. the song is literally giving "you make me so curious" vibes just LJHDFHEFKJENF:IHEF

ೃ⁀➷ PARANOID by Chase Atlantic

another song that reminds me of the hardship Remus went through when he was alone. i honestly believe that Remus HAD to have gone through some sort of hysteria that really, and i mean really, made him paranoid that he really couldn't function properly :(

ೃ⁀➷ Teacher's Pet by Melanie Martinez

this song is here for the sheer fact that we all met Remus as the DADA teacher and oh my gods was i living that teacher x student fantasy with him !!! YEAH IT"S BAD WHEN I THINK OF IT NOW but...it's just hot

ೃ⁀➷ Persephone by Tamino

tbh i first thought of this song and just thought this fits Remus' aesthetic...? though i know its pretty much agreed that this song deal with Hades and Persephone but i don't know why I always think that Remus' love is just like Hades love for Persephone...just something about it makes me so freaking warm and fluffy inside that i could just cry in joy honestly.

ೃ⁀➷ Apocalypse by Cigarettes After Sex

if Remus wrote you some sort of poem...this is the song. like, i feel like it fits the way he would want to describe his feelings for you through paper, because the poor man cannnoooot say it in your face

ೃ⁀➷ Fairytale by Alexander Rybak

this is solely here for the aesthetic vibes but also for that other imagine part i've always thought that fits Remus, where he was in love with in school but was scared to approach you in a romantic way, but years later he sees you again and it's like those feelings never went away. he felt like he was back at school just watching you from afar.

ೃ⁀➷ Sweater Weather by The Neighborhood

another Remus Lupin aesthetic song !! this song honestly fits him so much just for the overall vibe i get from him and everything :))

ೃ⁀➷ Marinero by Maluma

i had to sneak in a Spanish song here, especially this song!! for those that don't understand Spanish, there are English lyric translations on YouTube, trust me it won't disappoint you. I have this song here just because i feel like Remus will take advantage of the way you feel for him because he doesn't know how to handle it. Excuses I know, but it's the hard reality for him and you.

ೃ⁀➷ Nobody by Mitski

i feel like this song kind of describes Remus's desperate need to have some sort of connection with the outside world, but at the same time he's overthinking it due to the past experiences and he doesn't have his people to weigh him down in case of anything :/

ೃ⁀➷ Daddy Issues by The Neighborhood

...do i gotta say much. this man has daddy issues because of the way his father was with him. he's in that club with us, but also it also speaks of the way he is with relationships, especially sexual relationships to me.

ೃ⁀➷ Runaway by AURORA

this song is literally Remus reconnecting with life. He finally has Harry in his life, and he finally has Sirius back too. he feels complete but that nagging feeling in the back of his mind makes him want to run away from it cause he's finally back home.

⁀➷ Who (feat. BTS) by Lauv, BTS

i honestly have this song in the playlist just for the sheer fact that Remus WILL overthink your relationship just because his wolf hasn't claimed you as their mate, and it makes him absolutely anxious. because what if his true mate is out there and it isn't you in the end? what is he going to do?

[resident-gay-bitch]

OKAY PRONGSFOOT AU (that I'm totally not working on or anything):

E&F are exactly like the Black's here. Sirius is in Slytherin. His canon personality stays same. James is much more serious, almost dark!Potter. Seriously invested in social work and reforming the take on MBs and Squibs. He and Sirius aren't best friends but they run into each other in the corridors and he is one of the few Slytherins who openly respect James. So he and James have a respectful acquaintance, though aren't emotionally invested. Then, in 5th year, Snape rears up and starts openly attacking James. His future DE pals gang up against him. James is well respected among Griffindors but doesn't have many friends so he doesn't have anyone else to back him up. When they attack him he takes them all himself. BUT then Sirius finds out about a big plan of the Slytherins, they are planning to send James into the Whomping Willow on the next weekend, which just happens to be a full moon. Sirius is concerned because James alone would be no match for the ginormous tree, so he tags along to inform him. He didn't mean to personally get involved, he didn't know James well enough to risk that, but he wanted to inform him.

He arrives late. James is already locked with the tree. He joins the fray. Tumbling along, they fall into the Shreiking Shack route

It ends with them becoming friends, later best friends, befriending Remus whom they find up there and barely escape from.

In their 17th year, E&F are furious and plan to marry James off to some domineering pureblood girl, and they find Lily Black, sister of Sirius Black. Sirius is facing the same dilemma. He and James then make a deal to elope to escape their arranged marriages. There is a six month period necessary before divorce according to the wizarding world. During that time, they expect to get jobs and a stable income, so that they would be financially independent before their marriage would be ended by the Blacks and Potters, and wouldn't be financially blackmailed and coerced into an arrange marriage.

And the rest is spoilers lmao but we all know how this "deal" is gonna end. But thoughts? Would you read it?

Okay! For one, I’m so sorry for such a late reply, this got lost to my drafts and i don’t even know how it ended up in there lmao. I have so many goddamned drafts, everything gets so lost all the time.

Anyway, YES I LOVE THIS IDEA SO MUCH WHAT THE FUCK THATS SO GOOD. OH MY GOD IT SOUNDS SO YUMMY YESSSSSSSS

Okay okay okay, have you written anything for this yet? Or how’s it going? I would absolutely 100% read this! It sounds so gooooood.

We all read about dark sirius but DARK JAMES?! Yum yum scrumptious. I love this idea so much so yes I would read it.

It makes me sad to think Effie and flea could be meanies but like… the plot, it’s just so juicy. I’ll allow the sacrifice for the sake of a good fic.

Anyway, please let me know if you write this! And I’m so sorry for the late response again! I hope you’re having a lovely day/night <333

[theresthesnitch]

Okay now I just need slutty head cannons for the rest of the Marauders haha

Ahahaha alright, but we're making them Poly too (and I'm leaving out Peter--sorry, I just don't want to write him being slutty.)

Slutty Marauder Headcanons

James Potter

Honestly, is James slutty? Really? He just.. he just has so much love, you know? He loves everyone, and like... how else is he supposed to show that he loves everyone except with, you know, kisses and hugs and blow jobs and orgasms? That's not slutty. (Yes, James. Yes, it is.)

James hates when his friends are sad. It's awful. It's terrible. He does what he has to to make them feel better: Blow jobs. (Check out @hihimissamericanbi's Potter's Patented Pick-Me-Ups based on this HC). This actually goes for the girls when they're sad too. It just takes them a little longer to realize he genuinely just wants to eat them out.

Hear me out: Quidditch Cup Win Orgy (but only for the players who are of age, but he invites the losing teams too) .

James is the guy who can hold you against the wall and fuck you. Like, people go to him just to see what that's like.

Remus Lupin

Remus's slut career starts because he honestly doesn't think anyone would actually want to date him. Sure, maybe a couple of people have told him his scars are hot, but that's usually when he claims to have wrestled a manticor or run (a bit too slow) from a drove of bicorn. They wouldn't want him if they actually knew.

However, he doesn't need to spill his life secrets to every person he bends over a table, or who bends him over one. Sure, they've tongued his arsehole, but that doesn't mean he owes them his life story. He ows them an orgasm, and that he is happy to provide.

Remus is the least picky about who he sleeps with. Genuinely, they're not going to last, so why not fuck anyone who wants a go at him. He's also discrete, despite having a reputation around school, which means that he's lots of guys first gay experience. "No, of course I won't tell. I'm good with secrets."

Remus is the only one of the three of them to have slept with a Professor. Two, actually. No, he won't tell you who.

Sirius Black

(I already did Slutty Sirius here, but this is sliiiightly different)

Sirius is the most discerning of the three of them. He won't bend over for just anyone. Certainly not a Slytherin--granted, he's related to most of them and isn't really fond of following family traditions.

Sirius is also known for his slutty lingerie. "Of course I'm wearing silk and lace. Do you think I'd wear something else?"

Despite being the pickiest, Sirius is also the most consistently with someone. He rarely goes a day without someone at least touching his dick. He usually reciprocates. Usually.

The Marauders, together

Of the three of them, Sirius and James shag each first. They actually are each other's firsts.

Remus shags James first, but Sirius is the first one he gets naked with (they just come before either of them call it sex).

Once they start sleeping each other, they basically stop wearing clothes around the dorm. it's also incredibly common for one of them to come back from a meeting, a class, a date and find the other two together. (watching is definitely allowed)

When they were little, before they started fooling around, they played truth or dare. After, they still played truth or dare, but the dares took a whole different twist to them.

[regulus-blacks-lover]

Hiiiii Can I have 4,37, 40 with Sirius Black please? Maybe some reverse comfort? Or not that's fine too! Thank you!!!!

4 “stay here.” 37 “going home isn’t an option anymore.” 40 “i’ll keep you safe.”

Omg this was so fun and sad and comforting to write. I am always so soft for Sirius and LOVE reverse comfort. @wolfmoonmusic I hope you enjoy! <3

Words: 1,330

Warnings: Angst, some light swearing maybe? Not proofread.

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"I'm sorry to show up like this, I just... 'm sorry. Home wasn't an option, not anymore. Not safe." The raven-haired boy was soaked to the bone- water was literally dripping off his clothes. His gaze was fixed on the ground. Standing there on your doorstep, tall, strong, confident, Sirius Black looked small. More than that, he looked scared.

A flash of lightning illuminated the sky, and you both jumped. Your gaze fell to the broomstick he clutched in one hand. He'd flown here in the middle of a thunderstorm.

"Sirius–" You began, but your voice faltered, and you pulled him into a tight embrace. It was like hugging a flash flood, and your front was soaked almost instantly, but you hardly noticed. "Shit, you're freezing." You said, feeling the way his body shook with cold. "Let's get you a bath or something, yeah?"

He nodded once, allowing you to guide him inside, one arm wrapped around his waist.

"Have you eaten?" You asked. You took his broomstick and bag, setting them in the entryway of the house.

He shook his head.

"That's okay, I just had some soup for dinner, it's still on the stove. You get yourself a bowl of that, okay? And I'll go run you a bath."

He nodded, still looking at the ground.

"Sirius," You said, pausing until he looked at you. "I'm glad you're here." And with that, you hurried down the hall and into the bathroom.

You made sure the water was as hot as the tap would allow, and filled it with an assortment of your favorite soaps until a good layer of bubbles had floated to the surface.

When you returned from drawing the bath, Sirius was just finishing his bowl of soup. He'd eaten it standing, probably to avoid making a puddle at the table. A pang of guilt went through you; you wished you'd told him to sit and make himself comfortable. You didn't linger on the thought, though. Instead you took the bowl from Sirius. His fingertips were like ice as you brushed against them. You abandoned the bowl in the kitchen sink.

"Let's get you warmed up, yeah?" You extended your hand to him and he took it. You led him down the hallway and to the bathroom.

"The bath is ready for you. There's a fresh towel on the back of the door, and a pair of your old sweats by the sink. I found an old jumper that's too big for me, it should fit you." You said, and started to let go of his hand, but he didn't pull away. If anything, his hand tightened around yours slightly.

"Will you- Will you stay with me? Please?" He asked, his grey eyes finding yours. His voice was hoarse.

You nodded. "Of course."

So you followed him into the bathroom. His shaking fingers fumbled with the buttons of his jacket. You covered his hands with your own, pressing a small kiss gently into the knuckles of either hand. Then you moved to finish unbuttoning his jacket, helping him pull it off his shoulders.

Underneath, his t-shirt was plastered to his body with rain. You tugged the hem of if up over his head, letting it fall to the floor next to his jacket.

His trousers were the last to go. He shimmied them down his body. By the time all his clothes were off, he was shaking so badly you could hear his teeth chattering.

You held his hand as he stepped into the tub. He winced at the heat, but lowered himself into the water nevertheless. Once his body was submerged, he seemed to relax a bit, closing his eyes and leaning his head against the back of the tub.

You pulled up a stool, suddenly unsure if he still wanted you there. "Do you want to talk about it?" You asked.

He shook his head. The movement gave you an idea. "Want me to wash your hair?" You asked.

A pause, then he nodded.

You set to work, selecting a bottle of shampoo and lathering it between your palms before massaging it into his scalp. He sighed at your touch. The relief in it was heavenly to your ears, and you continued to work the soap into his hair.

When you'd fully lathered, you took the showerhead and turned the water on, testing the temperature on the back of your hand before letting the water run through his hair, washing away the soap.

His eyes were closed and you took the opportunity to study his face. His sharp cheekbones were more prominent than they'd been the last time you'd seen him and he'd grown gaunt. There were purple shadows below his eyes.

You ran a finger gently across his cheek, and his eyes fluttered open to look at you. For a moment, that's all there was – just silence as he gazed up at you. You moved your hand down to his shoulder, stroking his skin lightly.

He took a deep, shuddering breath, and lifted his hands out of the water to cover his face. "I can't believe I left." He said a moment later, his voice muffled by his hands. "What am I going to do?"

You continued rubbing the side of his shoulder. "You're going to stay here, with me. It'll be okay."

When he pulled his hands away from his face, his eyes were red-rimmed and bloodshot. He reached for you without speaking, returning your gesture by running his thumb across your cheek, his finger leaving a thin line of bubbles in its wake.

After soaking in the tub awhile longer, he got out and dressed in the clean clothes you'd managed to find. The jumper was only slightly too small for his lanky frame. When he was dressed, he stood in the doorway of the bathroom, looking uncertain.

"I'm sorry." He said. "Sorry for showing up like that, I'm sorry to need to crash here, I'm so sorry to put all of this on you, I–"

"Sirius, stop it." You said firmly. "I want you to be here. I'm glad you're here, and not out on your own, or somewhere that isn't safe for you to be." You once again extended your hand to him, and he took it.

You pulled him into your bedroom, motioning to the bed. "Get in." You said. "I'll come keep you warm in just a minute."

You thought he was going to argue, but after a small pause he simply pulled the sheets back and climbed into the bed. Immediately, he curled into himself, staring blankly at the wall. His distant expression made your blood boil. You wanted to destroy those people- his family- for causing that empty look in his eyes. But you forced yourself to stay as calm as possible, for Sirius.

You went quickly to the kitchen and put the kettle on to boil. While you waited, you washed your face and changed into your pajamas.

You returned to the bedroom a few moments later, placing a steaming cup of tea on the bedside table beside Sirius. You crossed the room and got into bed on the other side, spooning your body against Sirius as best you could. You ran your fingers through his hair and felt the rise and fall of his breathing.

A few moments passed and you asked gently, "Are you okay?"

"They'll never let me go back, even if I decide I want to." He said. "They were supposed to protect me, they were supposed to love me, they–" His speech faltered, and he didn't say anything else.

You pressed your face into the back of his shoulder. "You're safe here. You know that, right? I'll protect you now. I'm sorry they didn't. But I'm going to. I promise. You're safe with me. I love you."

You reached an arm over his body, and he took your hand in his, pressing it against his chest. "Safe." He repeated.

[whatstruthgottodowithit]

The Other Evans Girl [Part Twenty Eight]

Fandom: Harry Potter [Marauder’s Era]

Pairing: Sirius Black x Original Female Character, Sirius Black x Daisy Evans, James Potter x Lily Evans

Characters: Sirius Black, Original Female Character, Daisy Evans, Lily Evans, Remus Lupin, James Potter, Harry Potter, Severus Snape, Minerva McGonagall, Alice Fortescue, Frank Longbottom, Marlene McKinnon, Albus Dumbledore, Voldemort, Peter Pettigrew, Lucius Malfoy, Bellatrix LeStrange, Walburga Black, Orion Black, Jasper Thicknesse, Barty Crouch Jr, Mulciber, Walden McNair

Word Count: 4417

Rating: Mature

Summary: Hogwarts is a safe haven, a home for many, but it’s often a place where heartache, love and complex emotions dwell and none know that better than the Marauders. Lily Evans just wants to make it out as a successful witch though the oncoming war and the ongoing advances of James Potter threaten that. Daisy Evans, her twin, has other goals. Join the Evans sisters as they make their way through Hogwarts, prepare for war and eventually find love.

Tags/ Warnings: Hogwarts, Friends, Friends to Lovers, Slow Burn, Marauder’s Era, Teenage Angst, Babies, Weddings, Dating, Crying, Loss of Virginity, First Wizarding War, Love, Kissing, Teenagers, James Potter is a bit of a dick, Hogsmeade, 1970s, Fighting, Loss of Parents, Grief, Babies, Injuries, Gore, Harm, Christmas,  The Potter’s Mansion // Daisy’s Dress // NYE Lily’s Dress // NYE Daisy’s Dress // Lily’s Ring // Daisy’s Ring

Notes: Okay so I’ve been working on updating this and I’ve finally gone through all the chapters already written before I start writing more. It’s changed a lot so I’ve decided it’s just better to completely re-upload it.  

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PART TWENTY-EIGHT

After their deal was made Mrs Potter led the girls to the room in the annexe that Daisy had previously inhabited in summer. Daisy longed to go and see the boys and apologise for being so rotten but from her tone Euphemia seemed to be confining them in for the night.

‘Daisy, I know you’re familiar with everything so I’ll leave Lily in your capable hands. All your things are here so I’ll leave you to unpack. If you need anything just shout for Bonney and she’ll be right in, I’ll ask her to prepare you both something to eat,’ Euphemia said, watching them with a sad smile as they looked around their room their attention going back to her as she said, ‘try and rest. We’re just a corridor away if you need us.’

As soon as the door closed behind her Daisy sighed, only just realising she’d been holding her breath since they’d come in, and then sat down on the double bed, her eyes skimming over the stacks of her stuff tucked in the corner of the room that the boys had brought in earlier. She was tired and sad, and if truth be told, a little hungry. Not to mention that she wanted to speak to the boys, Sirius in particular, as none of them deserved how harsh she had been. Lily was busy checking out the Potter’s spare room but as she turned around she found Daisy watching her.

‘Are you mad at me?’ Lily said not looking at her twin as she took a seat on the bed beside her. ‘No,’ Daisy said honestly, her ire had waned now, ‘I understand why you did it…if anything it was a good thing.’ ‘I can’t believe they offered to help us,’ Lily said, still in shock. ‘I know,’ Daisy said, though knowing just how much they’d done for Sirius she wasn’t surprised in the least. ‘I mean, it’s a good thing we can stay in school and keep the house. And Tuney and Vernon will be happy they’re not having to run the house and their flat,’ Lily said, again trying to convince herself it’d all work out. ‘I don’t think that’s what Vernon was worried about. Probably can’t wait to get his hands on that cash,’ Daisy grumbled. ‘Well, whatever they want to do with it it’s no business of ours,’ Lily said, as always playing both sides between sister’s though she couldn’t deny Daisy probably had a point. Though in an effort to get away from that topic she reverted back to her shock and said, ‘I just feel guilty I mean they’ve been so lovely to us and we hardly know them.’ ‘Honestly? I think they just like that James has someone you know?’ ‘James has got everything,’ Lily scoffed, ‘look at this house!’ ‘Yeah, but money’s not everything we know that,’ Daisy mumbled sadly, ‘besides the way she is with us, his friends, I think they would’ve had another kid or two if they could.’ ‘Maybe, I suppose they’re a bit older than other parents. I guess it’s none of our business,’ Lily said, feeling guilty for speculating given how kind they’d been. ‘You’re right,’ Daisy said before she cracked a smile, ‘this does mean one thing though.’ ‘What?’ Lily asked. ‘You are gonna have to be nice to James now.’

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Daisy woke with a start caused by a loud and sudden bang that yanked her out of the first peaceful night’s sleep she had had in over a week. She sat bolt upright in bed and looked around, spotting a house-elf she didn’t know the name lugging a bag of her laundry out of the room, not noticing they had disturbed her. A glance at the clock told her she had slept for almost twelve whole hours which was probably why she was actually feeling rested for the first time in an age. After chatting with Lily she’d had a bath, changed into fresh pyjamas and enjoyed a hearty bacon sandwich in bed courtesy of Bonney. Whilst Lily went through her things for school Daisy had watched her, listening to her witter on about her plans for revision the first week back, before slipping into a sound sleep.

Now she was awake though she found the room was different. Everything had been tidied away, their suitcases now gone, as was Lily she noticed. That didn’t surprise her, even during the holidays she wasn’t one for sleeping in, and realising she should probably do the same Daisy climbed out of bed and headed to the bathroom. After a quick wash and brush of her teeth and hair she changed into a new outfit. It was nothing fancy, just a pair of jeans and a thick jumper but it felt good to be in clean clothes for a change. Though when she checked her appearance she was shocked by the face looking back at her. Her eyes were no longer bloodshot and though there were still light bags underneath they were nowhere near the suitcases they had been a few days ago. Still, with a new outfit and her hair brushed so it fell neatly around her face she actually looked presentable for a change.

‘It’s a wonder what a good night’s sleep can do,’ she thought as she exited the room. As she got outside she found the corridor was deserted, as was the games room and the drawing room, the places she’d expected to find her friends. Figuring they’d appear at some point she headed to the kitchen where she found Bonney who offered her breakfast which she declined and a cup of tea which she accepted. ‘Where is everyone?’ she asked the small elf bustled around, readying the cup and kettle for her tea. ‘Master and Mistress Potter have gone to town today, miss. And Master James and his friends are in the orchard,’ she squeaked, as she finished up pouring her a drink. Daisy thanked her and then headed out towards the drawing room, allowing her to get back to the cleaning she’d been doing before she’d disturbed her. It was brighter in here than last night now that the curtains on the large French windows were pushed back, allowing the low winter’s sun to shine in. She looked out, trying to see her friends flying along the treeline of the orchard but she couldn’t spot them, realising they were no longer out there as the door opened and Sirius came in.

He was dressed in flying gear that was a considerable two shades darker implying he was sodden though she hadn’t noticed the rain looking outside. His clothes were also darkened by the amount of mud on him as was his face though she could still see his cheeks and nose tinged with pink under the dirt. He wasn’t looking at her, seemingly preoccupied with something so much so he didn’t notice she was there until he almost walked into her.

‘Dais,’ he said, smiling as he realised she was standing there. Her heart thudded, relieved that he didn’t seem to remember or mind how much of a cow she had been. ‘Hey,’ she said, ‘quidditch?’ ‘Yeah, me and the boys decided to have a two-on-two lucky for us Lily took your place as a ref,’ he smiled. ‘Maybe that’s what she thought being nice to James was,’ she chuckled. ‘Ah, I thought she was oddly jovial though I couldn’t tell because she doesn’t grumble as much as you do,’ he smiled. ‘Well by all means you can have her,’ Daisy said, laughing along before the pair of them silent. Daisy was going to apologise but she didn’t have a chance to as four rowdy teenagers, all in a similar state to Sirius, entered stealing focus. Their faces were red from the cold and their clothes sodden from the rain though Lily was drier than the rest opting to wear her big coat rather than flying robes which looking at them seemed to have been the best option.

‘Well, well, look who’s arisen,’ James chuckled walking over to where Daisy was standing and pulling her into his side for a hug though Daisy pushed him away stating, ‘ew you’re all sweaty and wet.’ ‘That’s the musk of a well-played game Dais,’ James chuckled grabbing her and forcing her face into his armpit until she prodded him hard in his side which made him let go. ‘You’re disgusting,’ Daisy chuckled pulling away and moving to stand behind Sirius as a shield. ‘Padfoot’s not much better of an option,’ James said. ‘Yeah, at least James isn’t covered in blood,’ Peter jibed. ‘Covered in blood?’ Daisy asked worriedly, moving so she could see him properly. ‘It’s nothing,’ he said as her eyes roved over him eventually landing on the place he’d been staring at when he came in. She grabbed his hand which was sporting a nasty gash on the palm and frowned. ‘What happened?’ Daisy asked anxiously. ‘It was an accident,’ Sirius said quietly, placing his hand over hers in an effort to soothe her as well as hide the wound from view. ‘We were playing by the rules,’ James explained, ‘which we don’t normally bother with.’ ‘It’s my fault, I asked why they didn’t play like they do at school so they got all the balls out and well I didn’t realise that a bludger doesn’t distinguish between players and the referee,’ Lily said meekly. ‘That’s why we don’t usually bother with it,’ Remus said. ‘It’s no one’s fault,’ Sirius insisted seeing the worry in Daisy’s eyes, ‘I’ve played with them before not like I don’t know what to do.’ ‘I just got in the way,’ Lily admitted, ‘it would’ve been my head if James hadn’t pulled me out of the way.’ ‘Don’t thank me Padfoot was the one to knock it into next week,’ James said. ‘Yeah, he knocked it so hard it splintered the bat!’ Peter added giddily making Sirius grit his teeth as he realised what his excitement was doing to the nervous girl in front of him. ‘That’s what hurt you?’ Daisy asked worriedly, not noticing she was still holding Sirius’ hand. ‘Yeah but it was nothing honest,’ he said quickly stopping whatever Peter was going to say. ‘You could’ve been really hurt,’ Daisy said worry evident in her voice, ‘all of you.’ ‘It was nothing. Right boys?’ Sirius said staring pointedly at all three boys who added murmurs of agreement as they realised what he was getting at. ‘Yeah but it’s not going to happen again. We’ll just play as we normally do right?’ James said. ‘Yeah I prefer it that way anyway. Besides it’ll be fine once we’ve got a proper bat. I bet that one is about a hundred years old,’ Remus said. Even Peter seemed to get the message as he added, ‘we’ll have to ask your mum to get a new one next time she’s in town.’ ‘Good idea Pete,’ James said. Fortunately she seemed to settle with their reassurance at least enough to realise she was still holding Sirius’ palm which she dropped quickly, offering him a weak smile before she followed James in the direction of the kitchen.

It didn’t reassure her completely though because she couldn’t help but think about it. He could’ve been hurt; Lily could’ve been hurt. One wrong move and two more people she loved were gone forever. And that was something she couldn’t help worry about.

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Sirius stood under the scorching water of the shower allowing its warmth to seep into his bones, warming him from the outside in. Once inside the house the girls and boys had gone their separate ways, the latter heading to get changed. Whilst they’d headed upstairs James had rabbited on at him about a new Quidditch move he had been devising and Sirius nodded along though he wasn’t really listening. Luckily for him, Peter held onto every word that James uttered so his presence wasn’t too missed when he excused himself to the bathroom.

Though his hand stung when he held it under the water he did so anyway allowing the warm water to clean away the dried blood and mud that had clung to the gash in his hand until finally it started to run clear. However as the cut became more apparent he realised the wound was deeper than he’d anticipated now he was inspecting it. His mind went to Daisy, as it often did, suspecting she might have been right to worry. He didn’t blame her either as it wasn’t as though he didn’t spend all his time worrying too, always about her, though admittedly it had lessened a little bit after seeing her today. She looked better granted not one hundred per cent herself but close enough it made him feel reassured. As the water started to become a little cooler he decided to hop out, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around his waist as he left the bathroom, a plume of steam following him. ‘Bloody hell mate, save some hot water for the rest of us,’ James said, pushing up onto his elbows from where he had been lying on the bed.

‘There’s plenty left,’ Sirius said sitting down on the armchair in the corner of the room. Since the boys had arrived Sirus had vacated the spare room he had been permanently occupying and bunked in with James. ‘How’s the hand?’ James said, sitting up properly as Sirius shucked a pair of underpants on under his towel. ‘Not too bad, where are the boys?’ Sirius countered. ‘They got changed and went for some lunch, they didn’t want a shower,’ James said. ‘Yeah, lucky for them neither of them got chucked off their brooms into the mud,’ Sirius said, moving to grab a pair of jeans to change in to. ‘Yeah, and lucky for you neither of them mentioned that bit of the story to Daisy eh?’ James said, making him pause to look back at him. Sirius’ eyes narrowed as he asked, ‘what you’d rather I’d tell her the truth?’ ‘Maybe you should,’ James shrugged. Sirius scowled, ignoring him as he pulled his jeans on and then a t-shirt. Once he was dressed he looked at James and said, ‘you saw her face when I told her about the bat splintering I didn’t think I needed to add that after launching it I fell twenty feet off my broom.’ ‘Caught by me,’ James said. ‘Yeah, two people rescued from danger. You’re a hero mate,’ Sirius chuckled. ‘And I can’t even brag about it,’ James said. ‘Well I’m sure Lily’s very grateful,’ Sirius said with a wry smile. ‘I’ll take that as compensation eh?’ James said with a cheeky grin. ‘Maybe you should ask for a kiss at midnight tomorrow, huh?’ Sirius chuckled as he shrugged a jumper on. ‘I’d like to start the year without a dead arm but sure,’ James said rising from the bed. ‘I don’t know,’ Sirius shrugged, ‘she seems a lot more lenient with you these days.’ ‘Speaking of, how’s the plan on telling Dais going?’ James said. ‘It’s not the time,’ Sirius said, sitting back down on the chair to put on some socks. ‘Mate,’ James sighed. ‘She’s just lost her parents. Hardly the time to be burdening her by bearing my soul is it?’ Sirius reasoned, thankful putting on his socks gave him an excuse not to look at James who was watching him disapprovingly. ‘I don’t know I just feel like you’re making excuses,’ James admitted as he climbed off the bed, ‘I mean you’ve gotta tell her some time and god knows she could do with some good news right about now.’

And before Sirius could argue James walked off into the bathroom. Sirius only looked up when he heard the door close fully, flopping back onto the armchair with a sigh as his mind whirred. Should he tell her? In fact he’d already planned to tell her tomorrow anyway. Over Christmas, before he’d started worrying, he’d decided that his pining had gone on long enough and to save her being the only one who didn’t know about his feelings or having to explain why the mystery girl he’d lied about didn’t make an appearance he’d decided to tell her the truth. But that was before the bombshell that had hit. Before she’d been put through the ringer and was already confused about her life as it was anyway. Now it wouldn’t be fair to Daisy to laden her with more confusion whilst she was grieving.

He was pulled out of his thoughts by the sounds of voices below in the hall. Figuring there was no point waiting for James he headed downstairs and found everyone sitting in the kitchen around the island with mugs of hot chocolate in front of them and a tray of sandwiches in the middle. He slid into the seat beside Daisy who smiled at him before turning back to Remus who was telling them about his Christmas.

‘I’d only gotten to the bit where the Gandalf and Saruman are going to fight when my Dad insisted we go and see my grandma and forbid me to bring it,’ Remus said. ‘Oh my god, you’re nearly at one of my favourite parts!’ Lily said enthusiastically. ‘What’s this?’ Sirius said. ‘Some boring book Lily bought Rem for Christmas,’ Peter said looking bored, the plate of food in front of him surprisingly not enough to alter his mood. ‘It’s not boring!’ Remus and Lily protested in unison. ‘You say that but until Sirius came in I was asleep with my eyes open,’ Daisy ribbed making Sirius smirk. ‘God forbid we try and inject a bit of culture into our group,’ Lily grumbled, missing the way she had included herself as part of the group even if Daisy hadn’t. ‘Don’t bother Lil,’ Remus said, ‘I’ve tried for the past six years.’ ‘We have culture!’ Peter protested. ‘Yeah, Dais and I have a good knowledge of every muggle rock band,’ Sirius said. ‘Yeah, and Sirius, James and Peter could tell you every single winner of the quidditch world cup since 1874,’ Daisy said proudly, ‘you’re just snobby.’ ‘Who’s snobby?’ James said coming into the kitchen, now clean though his hair still held its trademark unruliness. ‘These two,’ Daisy said thumbing at Remus and Lily. ‘We’re not snobby!’ Lily said, ‘but I am happy to change my stance on the remark, you’re very cultured.’ ‘Well that’s something,’ Peter chuckled as James sat down and was immediately flanked by two house elves who gave him a plate of sandwiches and mug of hot chocolate. He took a small sip and winced as the boiling beverage seared his tongue before he said, ‘well whether we have culture or not won’t matter when all of the wizarding world’s high society rock up here tomorrow night.’ ‘Yeah but having Pete talk to the minister of magic about the ins and outs of gobstones rules might be a laugh,’ Sirius chuckled.

As Daisy looked at them laughing about the party she realised she had completely forgotten about it and now it was in the forefront of her mind she realised something else. She had no desire to go. Doing this had been hard enough and though she’d felt okay seeing people for the first time in days she figured seeing all of wizarding high society might not be the same. Sirius seemed to notice the way she had frozen next to him and glanced at her which she caught him doing, offering him a weak smile of reassurance before her gaze dropped to her mug which she picked up in order to have something to do. The gang talked a bit more about the party, though Daisy neglected to participate, and planned what they were going to do once released from their obligations. Sirius noted her quietness but said nothing, deciding he was going to have a word with her later.

Unfortunately, he didn’t get a chance to speak to her much as Fleamont and Euphemia returned home shortly after and insisted the children helped prepare for the party tomorrow. James grumbled that they and the house-elves could get everything done much quicker with magic but Euphemia insisted they do it the muggle way which Daisy found helpful, as it kept her mind occupied. Whilst the boys put up decorations in the drawing room the girls helped Euphemia make plates and plates of nibbles and finger foods ready for tomorrow. And as evening fell everyone had found a rhythm in which to work which meant each job was ticked off the list in quick succession. Just as Lily and Daisy finished filling the dozens of vol-au-vents they had made Fleamont popped his head around the kitchen door and informed them dinner was ready. The girls wrapped up the rest of the food and followed him to the dining room where everyone was already sat, mountains of food laid out on the table.

‘Come on girls,’ Euphemia said on the end of a chuckle, ‘I’m surprised these boys haven’t had my hand off.’ ‘We’re growing lads,’ James protested. ‘Yeah, and we worked till our fingers bled,’ Peter ribbed. ‘I’m surprised we’re not skin and bone,’ Sirius added as the girls descended into their seats. ‘And here I was always told having a girl would be hard work,’ Fleamont chuckled. ‘They’re good as gold dear I always said that,’ Euphemia chuckled smiling at the twins. ‘I’ll not take this to heart, eh?’ James chuckled. ‘I always said you’d look good as a girl,’ Remus said earning a laugh from around the table. Lily blushed deep crimson at the indirect compliment whilst Daisy dropped her gaze to her plate, surprised as a familiar pang of grief reared its ugly head. Whilst the boys took their entrance as a cue to tuck in Daisy kept her head down hoping to fend off that horrible feeling. She didn’t know why it had come now, for most of the day she’d managed to push it out of her mind but the normality of a family dinner, the laughing and joking washed her with sadness.

She thought it might be Eupehmia’s words, triggering a memory from years ago when her parents had been joking about having another baby. Her parents had always told them about how they’d wanted three children; it was just that the twins had gotten them there a little sooner than planned. And whilst they’d assured them they wouldn’t have traded how things had worked out for the world they’d joked about having a boy to finish off their little family.

As a child Daisy had been excited by the idea given she was a tomboy in a house full of girly-girls. She smiled as she remembered the younger years of her life, when she and her dad would spend hours together playing football in the garden or when he would take her fishing with him even though she could never sit still long enough to catch anything. She thought about how all of that had disappeared once they had gone to Hogwarts. Of course they’d never meant to drift apart but spending three quarters of the year at school meant that spending time with one other became harder and harder. Had her Dad missed his tomboy when she morphed into the woman she was? Had her mother told Petunia how she missed them but never let on when they were home? Had they been upset when she didn’t come home for Christmas last year? Did Lily tell them that instead of spending time with them she chose to spend it here, with her friends?

Her brain was spiralling, she had zoned out unaware that Euphemia had said something to her and Lily was now nudging her trying to get her attention. As she came to she realised everyone was looking at her, awaiting an answer she couldn’t give. Sirius was watching her from across the table, his brow furrowed in worry, and as her chest squoze tighter she felt weaker which meant the glass she didn’t realise she had been holding slipped from her grasp and collided with the fine China plate, splintering both into pieces.

‘Daisy are you okay?’ Fleamont said with alarm, his hand touching her shoulder to try and get her to zone in. ‘Dais?’ Sirius said urgently but Daisy didn’t say anything. Instead, she slid from her chair, unresponsive to the chatter around her and ran from the room. Lily stood up as she disappeared out the door, making to follow her twin but Euphemia stood also and looked at the redhead with a sympathetic smile. ‘I think it’s probably best if we leave her be sweetheart,’ the older witch said gesturing for her to sit back down before she flourished her wand, causing the plate and glass to restore themselves into their normal forms and fly back into the Welsh dresser. Lily nodded and sat down quietly though her appetite was now gone. ‘Do you think she’s okay?’ James said sadly, though admittedly he was watching Lily instead of Daisy. ‘Griefs a funny old thing,’ Fleamont said through a mouthful of bread. ‘Monty please don’t speak whilst you’re eating,’ Euphemia chastised looking sternly at her husband before her gaze turned to her son, her hand on the back of his as she said, ‘I’m sure she’s fine sweetheart. Probably just a little overtired.’ ‘It’s the first day she’s spent doing…well, anything since the funeral,’ Lily admitted. ‘Well that��ll be it,’ Fleamont said smiling at the redhead reassuringly. Lily returned it. ‘Yeah, I mean she’s been busy all day,’ Peter reasoned. ‘Probably just hit her all at once,’ Remus added looking in deep thought about it. ‘Shouldn’t one of us go and see if she’s okay?’ Sirius asked, hoping one of them would support his idea and allow him to go and check on her. ‘Best not, old boy,’ Fleamont said, ‘best to leave her with her thoughts for the night. There’ll be plenty of time to reopen old wounds another night better to let the lass mull it over herself.’ ‘Dad’s right best just let her go at her own pace,’ James said, though as the words left his mouth and his gaze met Sirius’ the pair of them realised what that meant. And to Sirius’ relief James nodded signalling he understood.

Sirius wasn’t going to tell her.

Not yet.

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Cupid

Okay, so this was originally meant to be the second chapter to this fic: Tumblr AO3

However, I drop that idea very very quickly into this fic and don’t really explore much of what I set up because I wanted to focus on James and my interpretation of James for a little bit. Also, I have to say that this was at least partially influenced by my friend’s fic, which I will link to here because it’s a beautiful look at an aromantic Sirius: Beloved

Kinda a hurt comfort for the aroace-specs for this valentines, or really just anyone who’s feeling a bit alone today

It starts with some aro-phobia though, sorry

“Just because you can’t fall in love with anyone, it doesn’t mean you’re FUCKING CUPID James,” Sirius yells. 

James looks Sirius up and down, “You…you can never just say stop, you always have to bring any pain you can into all of this.”

“James, I’m sor–”

“No, you said what you said, and you’re right. But just because I don’t feel that way, it doesn’t mean I can’t want you and Moony to be happy, if this would even make you happy. Guess I wouldn’t know, not cupid or aphrodite here, just good ole’ James Potter, trying his best.” 

“Can we talk? I need…I need you to be fine, to be my friend. Please don’t hate me. I’m sorry, I just–I can’t think.”

“I gotta go, gotta fly.”

“Just like time,” Sirius speaks with a sad smile, that stupid little saying James had when they first started playing quidditch. 

And that’s how James spent his Valentine's day, flying around. The wind flowing through and making an even bigger mess of his already crazy hair. Flying and trying not to think back on everything. On this day when everyone was so focused on love, on romantic feelings that he just couldn’t have, he tried his might to avoid thinking about it. If it doesn’t happen then it doesn’t happen, and that’s okay. Despite how much we want to relate to others and feel what everyone else feels, sometimes we just can’t, and that’s okay. 

James had love in other ways, he had some of the best friends that someone could ever ask for. Despite some feelings of loneliness, he had to remember that. There were people that relied on him, there were expectations of him, and eventually he would need to come to terms with the fact that some expectations he just couldn’t meet. He couldn’t be perfect. And. That’s. Okay. 

That’s normal. 

That’s fine. 

There’s so much more to life. 

The breeze messying your hair, the triumphs of victory in quidditch or cards, the savory tastes of soups, the places you can see, the trees that reach out their arms in winter. There’s always something to have passion for, even if it can be hard to see. 

So James returned to the common room, finding Lily and Peter sitting at a table, paints and papers around them. 

“Can I join you?” James asked, unsure of what she might say, they never quite got along but it was worth it to ask. 

Lily smiled, “Sure.”

And they made a valentine, and another, and another. Cutting and painting and doing all the few art things that James knew how to do. Writing letters. 

…

Later on James received a letter from Sirius. An apology, a true apology as Sirius tried to reexamine how they view things, things they can’t really understand, but will try to. 

He also received a letter from Remus, a valentine, and a valentine from Peter, a piece of candy from Marlene, a bracelet from Mary, and even a valentine from Lily.

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Sirius Oneshot - Some Facts are Good to Know

Requested?: No Prompt: None Type of oneshot: Fluff, with small angst Timing: Marauders’ Era (7th Year) AU?: No Voldemort AU (Cause it’s for plot) Reader's Relations: Sirius’ girlfriend Reader’s Blood Status: Pure Blood Reader’s House: Hufflepuff Warnings: None

Other notes: I believe in my ‘Bisexual James’ headcanon so there’s a bit of mention to it at the end of this oneshot.

I felt the tears streaming down my face as I read the letter from my parents, unable to keep them in in front of my friends. “(Y/n)? What happened?” I sniffed and folded the letter, putting it in my pocket, “It’s nothing, Jen. I’m fine.” “You’re not though! You’re crying, that means you’re not okay,” she protested, taking another mouthful of the bowl of cereal in front of her, before adjusting her glasses, “I know you, you don’t cry when you’re happy.” “Please, drop the subject. I don’t want to talk about it at the moment. All I’m going to tell you is that I’m going to need to talk to Sirius about the contents before I can tell you, okay?” Jen just sighed in response, knowing she wasn’t going to get anything out of me, “Fine.” Once I’d finished my breakfast, I stood up quickly, not wanting to be in the Great Hall for longer than I had to be. I felt the tears coming back and I had to try hard not to let them fall as I was walking out of the Great Hall. SIRIUS’ POV “I’m telling you, it was hilarious, you should have been there! Snivillous’ face was hilarious!” “Yeah, whatever you say, Prongs. I’m trying to eat here,” I replied, coldly, turning back to the food in font of me. “What’s up? Normally you want to know everything about our pranks.” “I’ve just been thinking. What we should be talking about is your bisexuality…” I replied, smirking, causing Prongs’ face to turn beat red, “I-I am not!” “Dropping it is a good idea. Sirius, you might want to go and comfort your girlfriend. She just ran past and she’s been crying. Her eyes are red.” “What did you say, Moony?!” Before he could reply I’d stood up and ran off chasing (Y/n), forgetting that I’d left the letter on my chair. I eventually caught up to her just as she was approaching her Common Room, “(Y/n)! Wait!” YOUR POV I turned around when I heard my name, “Oh, hi, Sirius. Did you need something?” I asked, refusing to make eye contact with him. “Moony said he saw you crying. What’s wrong? The girlfriend of the Amazing Sirius Black should never be sad!” I let out a small giggle at his attitude before sighing, “Can we go talk about this somewhere more private, please? I don’t really want everyone to know.” Sirius nodded and we ended up sitting by the Black Lake. I gulped, “It’s just,” I took a very deep breath and closed my eyes for a bit, not looking at him, “Siri, we’re going to have to break up.” It took him a moment to process before, “WHAT?!” “I know. I really don’t want to, but I have to.” “Wait.. what do you mean ‘have to’?” I just sighed and pulled the letter from my pocket, “Read this.” He took it from me and read it; “(Y/n). You should know what this is about. You still haven’t found a suitable husband which is why me and your father have arranged for you to meet someone. He’s of the same age as you and will be coming over to our house at some point in July, I will need to write to his mother to confirm the exact date, but when it comes, I expect you to be on your best behaviour. It’s the least you can do after being made into the family embarrassment when you were sorted into Hufflepuff. Our family has been in Slytherin for generations, and then you had to go and mess it up. I will see you when the train arrives. You’ll find out who the boy is when you met him, and NO, you do not have a choice about this. (M/n)” I soon felt him wrap an arm around me and pull me closer causing me to start crying again, “I’m sorry, there’s nothing I can do. You read the letter, I’m not being given a choice. I’m sorry, Sirius if I’d just told my parents we were together rather than keeping it hidden, I probably wouldn’t be in this situation,” I spoke, lifting my head and leaning it on hush shoulder, “I love you, Siri. Never forget that.” “I love you too (Y/n). If your ‘husband-to-be’ gets mysteriously killed, you know where to find me.”

I giggled and leaned up, pressing a kiss to his cheek, “I know, but please don’t try to kill him.”

The da came when I was introduced to the person my parents were forcing me to marry. We’d all been sitting around the dining table when there was the sound of something falling on the ground and voices, “I told you, I didn’t want to come, Prongs, what are you-” “Shh, they’ll hear us.” “Isn’t that the point?” I looked at my mother and she looked at me before standing up and walking towards where the voices were coming from. I quietly followed her and was surprised to see James and Sirius talking to my mother. “Mrs (L/n)! You can’t force (Y/n) to marry that git! She’s in love with someone else!” I heard James shout. “You have no right to tell me who my daughter can or can’t marry. Now leave these premises immediately!” “Mother, please. James is telling the truth. I’m never going to fall in love with Edward like you want. My heart already belongs to someone,” I spoke up, walking over to the two boys and taking Sirius’ hand in mine, “I love Sirius and I always will. I don’t want to marry the guy you want me to marry.” My mother looked at me then to Sirius and back to me, “Truthfully?” I nodded eagerly and she sighed, turning back to Sirius, “Young Mister Black, do you love my daughter?” Sirius mirrored my actions, nodding eagerly, “I love her so much. There are no words to describe how much I love her.” I felt my heart melt, “Mrs (L/n), please, reconsider.” “(M/n), are you pulling out of the arrangement?” I looked behind my mother to see Edward’s mother standing with him by her side. My mother looked at me and Sirius, both of us giving her massive puppy dog eyes and sighed, turning back to Edward and his mother, “I’m sorry Martha, but I can’t force my daughter to marry someone she does not love.” I felt my heart swell inside and I hugged her, “Thank you.” “Understandable,” Edward’s mother replied. I could see that Edward looked a bit hurt, and I pecked Sirius’ cheek before walking over, “I’m sorry about this, but I hope we can still be friends?” He nodded, “Of course, Miss (L/n),” he replied taking my hand and kissing it like a gentleman, “Your boyfriend is very lucky, you are very pretty.” “Oh thank you, I’m sure you’ll find someone who loves you too.” “I believe I already have. Hello, Jamie.” I felt a smirk increase on my face and Sirius and I both looked back at James, whose face was bright red. It was then that something clicked in my head, “I knew it. I knew you were bisexual, James. So was this why you didn’t want to tell us who you’d been sneaking off to see… because it wasn’t a girl.” Sirius sent me a smirk and walked over to James, tugging his arm, pulling him over before pushing him into Edward, the two of them falling on the floor. I giggled, “I think we better leave these lovebirds to their thing, don’t you think?” Sirius nodded and wrapped an arm around my waist as we both walked back into the living room. —-----------------------END OF ONESHOT So.. this happened heheheheheheh…….

[fruitcoops]

I know you’re busy with oknutzy week which is very exciting but my best friend just left for college and I’m bawling and was not ready at all. If you have time could you maybe write a fic about a person leaving (Leo/reg, reg/sirius , Jules/re, Finn/Alex etc) for comfort? Thank you so much

@oknutzyweek prompt number 1: Win II Loss! Cubs credit goes to @lumosinlove <3

“I’m totally fine,” Leo said, decidedly not fine. “Like, so good right now.”

Logan rubbed his lower back, doing his best to make himself a comfortable weight against Leo’s trembling side. “Mhmm.”

“I’m really just—” Leo cleared his throat. “—yeah, no, this is so much easier than the first time.”

The doors of the gate ahead closed and he felt Leo’s breath hitch; strong, tan arms folded across his chest in a self-soothing hug, the kind Leo always gave himself when he was feeling fragile and wanted to continue looking Totally Fine And Alright, Thank You to the rest of the world. Logan caught Finn’s gaze over his shoulder and a significant look passed between them. Leo sniffled.

“It’s okay to miss him,” Finn murmured, folding a hand over the back of Leo’s neck with a comforting squeeze.

“I know,” Leo said thickly.

“And nobody’s going to think it’s silly.”

“Sure, yeah, I know that.”

Logan bit his lip, burrowing a little closer into Leo’s hoodie. Outside, the plane’s engines started up. Part of him wished they could see Regulus settling into his seat, just to have something to point out for Leo—part of him knew that wouldn’t make things any better. Goodbyes were hard, even if they were temporary. God knows he had spent enough time doing that exact thing when Finn had to go back to Gryffindor during that horrible year they were apart. “He promised to text when he landed, ouais?”

Leo nodded silently. His too-bright eyes were still trained on the wide airport windows, though he didn’t look like he was focused on much more than controlling his shaky lower lip. Finn brushed a kiss over his temple, just below the grey patch of hair, and Leo shuddered. “He’s—fuck, he’s my best friend, and I’m gonna miss him. I’m gonna miss him, and it’s gonna suck, even though he’s happy at school and I’ve got everything here. I hate goodbyes. God, look at me, fucking losing it in the airport—”

“Hey, hey, no,” Logan chided, taking Leo’s hands when he went to cover his face. The bit of strength he had mustered crumpled back into sadness and Logan swiped a few fresh tears away with his thumb; Leo turned into the touch like a sunflower to the light. “Of all the people in the world, we’re the last ones to judge you for missing your best friend. We get it. C’est bon.”

Finn offered a small smile and tucked a golden curl behind his ear before tugging on Leo’s belt loop. “Let’s go home.”

Leo sniffled again, clearly having given up on any semblance of appearing okay and leaning into being miserable, and bumped his forehead with Finn’s. “Can we do the Finn O’Hara ‘I Want to Curl Up and Die’ method tonight?”

“We can do the Finn O’Hara ‘I Want to Curl Up and Die’ method,” Finn confirmed. “Ice cream, cuddles, and shitty reality TV is on the menu.”

“Can I have cookie dough?”

“Sure thing, sweetness.”

Leo looked back to the gate, where the plane was slowly beginning to taxi, and groaned before burying his face in Finn’s neck. “I want to curl up and die.”

“That’s why we have the method."

[aeligsido]

Okay bc i actually have some ~ideas~ about it but I don't wanna write it so throwing it into the void it is but like:

What I'm settling on in general when I think about this is James getting hurt after the tunnel closed behind him and Snape; basically, they took just a little too long to come back up, and the Whomping Willow is back in full force, and James takes the brunt of it. Like, maybe they stopped a moment bc holy shit, you know? And then bam, they're getting beat up by a tree. Maybe because of instinct or because he's just like that™ James shields Snape and gets it worse, but in any case I see Snape managing to escape and go back to the castle.

And of course Snape goes to the teachers or even headmaster, but I see him more concerned about the werewolf and ranting about it for a while until they manage to get the full story out of him and that, actually, James is still back there with the tree (they don't care about Snape getting hurt and Snape doesn't care about James getting hurt — I feel like he would be even more salty because it paints James in an even more heroic light lmao). Obviously the teachers manage to get James into safety but by then it's already bad.

You can imagine him having to stay a while in the Hospital Wing and taking time to heal, but honestly? I like going nuclear so why not his injuries being so bad he needs St Mungo. Of course there's rumors flying around the school about what happened. People know it involved Snape somehow, maybe Remus's name gets thrown into the mix too. The tension in the boys' dormitory is probably very heavy.

And then James comes back! and re: me liking to go nuclear, maybe some of his injuries ended up being permanent. (idk how it works let's just say it does kejdj) Maybe James ends up disabled and unable to play Quidditch anymore. So he comes back but he's not the same and things aren't the same either and it will never be.

(we can throw in there the Slytherins and wannabe Death Eaters rejoining loudly about James' accident, bc i feel they would.)

I think Sirius would feel guilty and angry and a bit desperate to be there for James and be forgiven in some way, but also he would totally blame Snape for part of it if not for it all. So he would probably be harsher and more cruel with him, maybe? But also entirely devoted to James and making everything he can to make it better for him, bc of course he would.

Remus being Remus, he would feel like it's his fault somehow and feel guilty about it. But also it's about James and not him. But also if he wasn't here it wouldn't have happened. So he's pretty much alternating between being present and doing his best to be a good friend and avoiding everything and everyone to the point he's straight up not coming back to the dormitory at all, or at least not until everyone is asleep. Boy has too many emotions and doesn't know how to handle them.

And James... James is angry and sad and sometimes he feels empty and sometimes he feels like everything's fine, but mostly I think he feels very lost about everything. Everything kind of crumbled under him and now he has to build it back up and he doesn't know where to start or how to do it and so on.

(Depending on your interpretation of Peter I can see him as a supportive friend trying to hold the group together, or as starting to distance himself from them gradually.)

(Also I think it would have an impact on Lily and her relationship with them in general. Even without getting into Jily territory, I feel like there would be change here, some positive and some negative probably.)

One reason why I didn't start writing this either is that like — where to go from here? How does it impact their relationship and how they interact with each other and how they feel about each other? What happens to/with James' brand-new Animagus form? Do they abandon their plans for the full moons altogether or do they still go on with it? If Sirius hasn't run away from home yet, does he still do it, and if so does he still go to the Potters? etc etc etc.

(I have 0 answers.)

ya know everyone goes on about "the prank" like it was that big thing (unlike in canon) and wants to do big angst about it but like. Let's forget Snape getting hurt or dying during the events (who cares /jk), what about James? What if he gets hurt while saving Snape? Is it his werewolf best friend or the Whomping Willow or a secret third option? Is that bad, does he need St Mungo, or does it just look worse than it truly is? What are the consequences for Remus, Sirius, everyone else, and especially their friendship? (Because like. None of them care about Snape — perhaps just enough not to want him dead but I don't think it means much — but they very much care about James.)(also idk sorry I feel like you were in a let's-hurt-james mood lately 😌)

No wait this is so much more delicious than 90% of Prank fics out there! What if James rushes after Snape and gets seriously hurt? Snape is fine, but James gets really badly injured by the wolf or the tree? Or maybe even bitten? Sirius would be DEVASTATED. Like, it really would destroy him, even if James makes a full recovery. I think Remus would also be super upset, because that's also his best friend! (That he has been harboring a crush on for years even though James only has eyes for Sirius). He never wanted to hurt one of his friends, and it's literally his worst nightmare come true.

Idk how it all plays out, but James being injured is so much more interesting than Snape. None of the boys would feel guilty if Snape got hurt, come on.

[din-jarhead]

In Good Hands

Pairing: Remus Lupin x F!Reader x Sirius Black

Rating: very much E, 18+!!

Word Count: 3.9k

Warnings/Tags: some violence, not very descriptive, reader gets injured (mild splinching), smut, MMF threesome, Daddy kink, age gap (legal, ~15 yrs), hurt/comfort, oral (f and m receiving), use of puppy as nickname, one (1) spank

Summary: Your first mission for The Order goes wrong and you can’t stop yourself from panicking when you make it back to Grimmauld Place. Remus and Sirius take care of you. Set during OOtP but don’t think too hard about the timeline bc it’s not 100% accurate lol

A/N: Listen this is filth. I am gonna go back to primarily writing for Pedro characters but I just was really in the mood for this so here it is, I'm not sorry.

After leaving Hogwarts, you hadn’t really found something you loved to do. You had always done well in Defense Against the Dark Arts, but being an Auror was not very appealing, and you certainly didn’t want to spend years training for a teaching job that you wouldn’t last more than a year doing. However, when your old DADA teacher sent you an owl after You-Know-Who’s return telling you about a group trying to stop him, you finally knew you were going to do something good.

You and Professor Lupin had always had a good relationship, you were one of his star students, and naturally you had developed a bit of a crush. You had never acted on it at all because you knew he was much too proper to flirt with a student, but the idea of something happening with him while working with The Order had certainly crossed your mind.

When you had first arrived at Number 12 Grimmauld Place, you quickly realized there was an obstacle in your way in the form of one Sirius Black. He and Remus were clearly involved, and while you were glad they had found each other again after so many painful years apart, you couldn’t help but feel a little sad.

You had tried to keep yourself from dwelling on something you couldn’t have though, so you focused your energy on getting ready for your first mission with The Order. You would be going with Tonks and Moody on a patrol in Diagon Alley. Since you were still pretty inexperienced, it was just supposed to be an easy night watching the area to make sure things were calm, as they had been for a while, and you would be with two very competent aurors, so everyone kept assuring you it would be just fine.

A few hours before you were set to leave with Tonks and Moody, Remus could tell you were nervous.

“You will be perfectly safe, those two are some of the best aurors I know, and it is very unlikely you will encounter any kind of trouble this evening.” He had told you, putting his hand on your shoulder reassuringly, and giving you that gentle smile which always calmed you down.

“I know professor, I’ve just never had to use any of my Defense Against the Dark Arts training in real life before, and I’m not entirely sure I wouldn’t panic and forget everything at the first sign of danger.”

“First of all, no need to continue calling me professor. You’re an adult now, and we are essentially colleagues. And secondly, you are a great wizard, and I was far too good of a teacher for you to forget everything.” Sitting at the kitchen table, Remus flicked his wand and a teapot floated over and poured two cups. He held one up to you and quirked his eyebrow in question. “Thank you prof-- Remus.” You took the tea and sat across from him, taking a deep breath. “I know it will be okay, and I really am excited to start contributing to the cause.”

“Atta girl. And you know Sirius and I will be here when you return to celebrate your success.” He held up his teacup and you did the same, toasting to a positive outcome.

The short conversation had been exactly what you needed to calm your nerves, and by the time Tonks and Moody called your name to leave for Diagon Alley, you felt entirely confident that the night would go well.

Unfortunately, the death eaters had other plans.

When you arrived in Diagon Alley, all was calm as you had expected. You took your positions and quietly watched the empty street for any movement, but for the first hour of the mission things appeared to be going exactly as you had hoped. However, as a distant clock struck midnight, there was a flurry of noise and movement, and for a moment you had no idea what had happened.

You saw four hooded figures apparate into the street, and immediately curses were being hurled in your direction. You found cover behind a large empty cage outside of Magical Menagerie and tried your best to defend yourself. You managed to knock the wand out of one of the death eaters’ hands, but quickly you realized you stood little chance against these much more powerful wizards. Fortunately, Tonks and Moody had managed to overpower two others, and the rest finally retreated. You heard Tonks call your name, so you left your hiding spot and joined them in the street, looking down at the two death eaters they had incapacitated.

“What the hell was that?!?” You tried not to yell, still catching your breath.

“An ambush. I don’t know how, but someone knew we would be here tonight” Moody grumbled.

“But why attack us? It’s not like we were really doing anything!”

“I don’t know, but I intend to find out. Tonks and I will return to the Ministry at once and take these men into custody. You go back to Grimmauld place and inform Remus and Sirius what has happened.”

Hands shaking, you tried to hold yourself together long enough to apparate back to Grimmauld Place, but apparently you should have tried harder because you managed to splinch your arm on the way. It wasn’t severe, but it certainly didn’t feel good.

You entered the house and Remus called out to you, telling you to come into the living room. He sounded perfectly at ease, not yet realizing something was wrong, but the pleasant expression on his face quickly dropped when he saw you, breathing heavily and holding your bloody arm.

He and Sirius immediately stood and rushed to you, examining your arm.

“What happened? Where are the others?” Sirius asked as Remus grabbed his wand, some dittany, and reached into his pocket for something. He was able to fix up your arm with a silent spell and the dittany, then handed you a square of chocolate.

“Eat this, you’ll feel better.”

Normally this remedy would have made you smile, but you were still too shaken to really notice, and you absent-mindedly ate the chocolate and sat in the nearest chair.

Sirius sat in the chair next to yours, while Remus knelt in front of you, both watching you anxiously as they waited for your answer.

“Some kind of ambush. Four of them. Tonks and Moody went back to the Ministry, they’re fine,” was all you managed to articulate, but it was enough for Remus and Sirius to calm down a little.

“What about you? Are you injured anywhere else?” Sirius asked.

“I’m fine I just evidently need more practice apparating. I just-- I didn’t know what to do, I thought they were going to kill us--” you started, feeling your chest tighten and the air leave your lungs. You were still shaking, and now you couldn’t breathe or say anything else. The room felt like it was spinning.

You heard Remus saying your name, but he sounded far away.

You then felt hands on yours, and finally you were brought back to reality.

“Breathe, kid, breathe” you heard Sirius say, and you found Remus’ eyes, looking quite concerned again.

“You are safe now, everything is okay. No one can hurt you here.” Remus squeezed your hands, not breaking eye contact.

Both men watched you quietly as you calmed your breathing.

“I’m sorry, you must think I’m so weak now” you finally said, dropping your gaze to the floor in front of you.

“Not at all. You defended yourself bravely, and managed to leave the encounter relatively unharmed. Anyone would be overwhelmed in a situation like that, especially when it was so unexpected.” Remus gently lifted your chin so you would look at him again.

“Just tell us what you need.”

You knew exactly what would make you feel much better, but you certainly weren’t going to ask for it from either of these men; they would laugh you out of London.

Apparently you were quiet too long, and Remus could sense your hesitation.

“Tell me, what do you need? I want to help.”

“I’m fine, it’s silly” you responded, trying to remove Remus’ hands from yours, but he held firm.

“Your needs are not silly, we want you to be okay, we care about you.”

Something in the way Sirius said they cared about you felt a little less than professional, and you thought maybe you could ask for what you wanted. Was it worth the risk?

“I just… I still don’t feel entirely grounded. I think it would help if-- if someone held me.”

You held your breath as the men considered what you had said, and both had unreadable expressions.

“I understand. Come, sit on the couch with me” Remus said as he stood, still holding your hands, and brought you to the couch.

“Here, put your legs over mine, yes like that, and lay on my chest. Is that better?”

Your heart rate was still skyrocketing, but now it was for an entirely different reason. Was he really okay with this? You never thought you’d actually end up basically sitting in Remus’ lap.

This is not romantic, you thought to yourself. His boyfriend is literally right there, he’s just being a good friend and comforting you like you asked. Right?

Hearing Remus’ calm heartbeat and steady breathing was starting to help you feel much more grounded, but you still weren’t sure what was happening. And Sirius’ next move didn’t make things any less confusing.

He got up from his chair and came to the couch as well.

“Can I join too? I want to help as well” he asked, scooting closer.

You nodded, and he pressed against you, sharing a look with Remus that you couldn’t understand.

You all sat silently for a few moments, appreciating the feeling of them both surrounding you and making you feel much safer than you had minutes before. But your heart leapt again when you felt Remus’ hand start slowly moving up and down on your thigh, and Sirius’ doing the same on your arm.

You looked up at Remus, confused.

“Is this okay? We can stop” Remus said, seeing your expression and worrying they had gone too far.

“No, please don’t stop. I’m just a little confused.”

Remus breathed out a laugh and smiled down at you.

“Ah yes, well, while Sirius and I are together, we sometimes like to… share. And we both have grown quite fond of you, and we thought maybe you’d like to join us?”

You turned back to look at Sirius, who was nodding and looking at you with hopeful eyes.

“Wait, so you talked about this before?”

“Yes, well, Moony here was quite clearly smitten with you for a while, and I had to get it out of him.”

“So Moony, this student of yours you want to ask about joining the Order, how long have you fancied her?”

“What the hell are you talking about Pads? I would never be attracted to a student.”

“I saw how you looked when you were telling everyone how ‘bright and talented’ she is. I’m not blind.”

“Okay fine, maybe I do have some slight feelings for her, but she’d never feel the same, I’m far too old for her.”

“Then I met you too, and I understood why he was so drawn to you. And I could tell you had quite the little crush on Moony.”

You blushed at that and turned your gaze from Sirius.

“No need to be shy sweetheart, I was quite pleased when Sirius told me” Remus said, again placing his fingers on your chin to get you to look at him. Suddenly the air felt much thicker.

“Can I kiss you?” He practically whispered, and you nodded.

“Use your words, pup.” Sirius had leaned in behind you, and spoke low into your ear. The proximity of both men and the reality of the situation caused a shiver to run down your spine, and a familiar warm wetness to pool between your legs.

“Yes. Please.” you breathed, and Remus finally closed the distance between you, pressing his lips gently to yours. You grabbed onto his collar with one hand, pulling him impossibly closer to you and kissing him more desperately. You felt Sirius shift behind you, and suddenly Remus was tilting your head so Sirius could begin kissing your neck. Sirius turned slightly and pulled you back against him, and you could feel him hard against your back. It was all a bit overwhelming, so you pushed gently on Remus’ chest to get him to stop kissing you for a moment.

“Are you okay sweetheart?” He asked, searching your face for what was wrong.

“Yes, I want to do this, but I’ve just never…”

“Been with two people before?” Sirius finished your sentence for you, and you shook your head.

“I don’t really have much experience in the first place, this is just a little overwhelming.”

“It’s okay, we’ll take care of you” Remus promised, stroking your knee.

You shuddered a bit at his tone, so caring and a little dominant at the same time. Sirius noticed.

“Hmm did you like that, puppy? You want us to take good care of you? Make you feel good?” He leaned into you again, nibbling your ear lobe between questions.

“Yes sir” you replied, letting yourself relax into your submissive side, feeling the last remnants of your anxiety fade.

“I think you can do better than that pup” Remus replied. You knew what he was looking for, and you would gladly give it.

“Yes… daddy” you bit your lip and hoped you had read him correctly. Based on the sound he made you knew you had.

“Good girl. Your daddies are going to take such good care of you. Do you want to go to the bedroom now?”

You started to nod, then Remus tilted his head and you remembered to use your words instead.

“Yes please daddy.”

Remus helped you off the couch onto shaky legs, and the two men led you up the stairs to Sirius’ room.

On the trip up the stairs you allowed your mind to wander back to earlier, wondering how it was going with Tonks and Moody and if they’d found out what had happened. You replayed the events in your mind, trying to see faces or pick out details you may have missed. You became so engrossed in your thoughts you didn’t notice that you had reached the bedroom, and Remus and Sirius were staring at you.

“Something on your mind, puppy?” Sirius purred, bringing you out of your head.

“Sorry, just thinking about earlier.”

“None of that love, we’re supposed to be taking your mind off of that. Come here.” Remus held out his arms to you, and you stepped toward him. He kissed you again, this time letting his hands wander, grabbing onto every part of you. When he found the hem of your shirt, he gently tugged and you broke the kiss for a moment to let him remove it. Sirius came up behind you and unclasped your bra, letting it drop to the floor as he moved his hands downward to the button of your jeans. Once those too joined the growing pile on the floor, he noticed your lace panties and tutted.

“And who are these for, puppy?” Sirius questioned, running his fingers along the hem but not getting closer to where you wanted him.

Remus stopped kissing you to admire them as well, smirking at you.

Blushing, you told them you hadn’t worn them for anyone (though now that you were in this situation you were grateful to have chosen them today), they just made you feel more confident.

“Well that’s certainly lovely, darling, but they’ll have to go now” Remus ordered, looking past you to Sirius, who understood the command and removed them for you. Now feeling completely exposed to the two men who were still fully clothed, you felt a little awkward.

“Daddy, aren’t you going to take your clothes off too?” You pouted, looking up at Remus.

“Soon, pup, but first daddy wants to taste you.”

Remus pulled you to the bed, waiting for Sirius to sit with his upper half propped up on the pillows before instructing you to lay down between his legs. Sirius stroked your arms and let his hands ghost over your sensitive nipples as you watched Remus join you on the bed.

He hovered over you to place one more kiss to your lips before lowering himself. You felt his warm breath over right where you needed him most, and you shivered.

“Please” you breathed, just wanting him to touch you.

That was apparently all he needed, and Remus quickly licked a long stripe through your folds before wrapping his lips around your clit and sucking. You let out a desperate moan, so overwhelmed with pleasure you couldn’t even try to hold it in.

“That’s our good girl, let us hear how good you feel” Sirius practically growled into your ear. His arms held you tight to him as you squirmed against Remus’ ministrations, the familiar coil in your belly tightening faster than you had expected.

“Daddy please don’t stop, I’m gonna—“

Your last word morphed into a moan as Remus pushed two long fingers into your heat and curled them, pushing you over the edge.

Sirius stroked your hair and Remus held tightly to your hips and continued to gently work you down from your high. Starting to squirm from overstimulation, you whined a little and Remus moved away from your core, kissing his way back up your body and landing once again on your lips.

“I bet she tastes lovely, Moony” Sirius purred from behind you, and Remus moved even further up the bed, letting Sirius suck Remus’ fingers into his mouth to let him see for himself.

“Can I touch you now please? Both of you?” You practically whined, needing more from the men.

“How can we say no to that face?”

Remus grabbed your hips.

“Turn over. Hands and knees, pup.” Sirius ordered, releasing your arms and allowing you to do so.

Behind you, you heard shuffling and Remus’ clothes being dropped to the floor, and you watched, practically drooling, as Sirius shed his own. Once he was bare, you finally kissed him, trailing your lips down his neck and tattooed chest, eventually reaching his hard length, which had been neglected too long. You took it into one hand and looked up at him with questioning eyes.

“Ask nicely, puppy” he commanded, though his strong tone was becoming slightly less composed.

“C-can I please suck your cock, daddy?” You put on your best pouty face, biting your lip as you awaited his response.

“Of course love, just go slow, I don’t want it to be too much for you” he replied, his dominant facade fading slightly.

“Thank you daddy.”

You took him slowly into your mouth, starting with a few quick licks to the tip before taking him further. Sirius groaned low in his chest, gently placing his large hand on the back of your head, not pushing, just holding onto you.

Behind you, you suddenly felt Remus press against your hips, feeling him hard and ready for you as well. You wiggled your hips a little, trying to feel him more.

“You want me to fuck you puppy?” Remus asked, with a slightly mocking tone. You hummed around Sirius’ cock, but that was apparently not good enough for Remus, as a hard smack swiftly landed on your ass, making you lurch forward.

“Words sweet girl, you don’t seem to be grasping this lesson very well” Remus scolded, soothing the stinging area on your backside.

Pulling off of Sirius with puffy lips and shallow breath, you craned your neck to see Remus as well as you could.

“Sorry daddy. Please, I want you inside me” you managed.

“Good girl” he murmured before bottoming out inside you with one quick motion, making you feel completely full. The stretch was so perfect, it felt like your body was made for him.

Sirius guided your mouth back down onto his cock, and you moved up and down on him in time with Remus’ thrusts.

“Fuck darling, you’re taking me so well, this cunt is perfect” Remus breathed, clearly losing control. He picked up his pace, hitting something devastating inside you each time.

Meanwhile, Sirius had started bucking into your mouth, clearly trying hard not to go too rough with you as he chased his own release. You opened up your throat to take him even deeper, and he moaned.

“I’m not gonna last long if you keep that up, puppy, feels so good” Sirius let his head fall back against the headboard, and his hand gripped your hair just a little harder. You could feel his cock twitch, so you took him as far down your throat as you could muster, hollowing your cheeks and sucking hard, and he was done for. You felt his release drip down your throat, savoring all of it, and pulling off of him with a smirk.

Sirius panted, stroking your cheek with his thumb, then looking up to Remus.

“She’s fucking good at that, Moons, I think she deserves to cum again.”

Remus hummed in agreement, clearly getting close himself. He snaked one hand around to your front, quickly finding your sensitive clit and circling it.

“You wanna cum puppy? Want daddy to make you cum then fill you up?” You knew Remus expected you to use your words, but you weren’t sure they would come. After a few moments to catch your breath, you managed to stutter out a “yes daddy, p-please let me cum, please cum inside me. Wanna feel you.” With a “good girl,” Remus moved his fingers on your clit a little faster, and his thrusts became sloppier, clearly trying to last long enough to let you cum first, which wasn’t an issue as you quickly felt that pressure build and snap, and you whined and grabbed harshly onto Sirius’ thighs as you rode out your high.

After a few last thrusts from Remus, you felt the warmth of him filling you, and he slumped over your back, out of breath.

After a few moments, he kissed your shoulder, sat up, and pulled slowly out of you, eliciting a small whine from you.

You and Sirius shifted so you were laying down, him spooning you, as Remus moved off the bed, toward the restroom.

He soon came back with a warm washcloth and started to clean you up.

“Can’t you use magic for that?” You mumbled, already half asleep.

“Mm yes, but this way seems more comforting” he replied, finishing up and using his wand to send the washcloth back where it came from and joining you on the other side of the bed.

“You okay love? We weren’t too rough were we?” Sirius said quietly behind you, stroking your arm as Remus looked at you for an answer.

“No of course not, that was amazing. You definitely took good care of me.” You smiled, leaning in for one more kiss from both of them.

You snuggled into Remus’ chest, feeling completely safe surrounded by these men, and the three of you got some well-deserved rest before having to confront the real world again in the morning.

The next day, Tonks, Moody, and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley reported back to Grimmauld Place with updates on the previous day’s events, and to check on you.

“I hope you took care of our girl,” Molly said sternly to Remus and Sirius over breakfast, “I hear she had quite the frightful experience last night.”

“Not to worry Molly, she was in very good hands.” Remus replied, and both men winked at you.

[slut-4-rafe]

Hi! So I had a thought for a fic and was wondering if you could maybe write it. So like it’s poly!marauders(wolfstar+James) and reader like gets really sad and snaps at them cause there are punishing her again and they never punish James or something. With a happy ending if you could! Obviously you can choose to ignore this but ya that’s it😁

Dom! Sirius x Dom! Remus x Sub! James x Sub! Fem! Reader

Summary: You get upset and insecure when Remus and Sirius pick favorites.

Warnings: Smut, daddy kink, punishing, praise kink, degration kink, cursing, insecure?, yelling? spanking, slapping, spitting, anal sex (male receiving), oral (male receiving), just pure smut.

Note: I'm sorry if this isn't really what you wanted. I tried to keep it as close as the request as I could but it just ended up differently.

Word count: 1,490

"You've been a bad girl." Remus said, a disapproving look on his face.

"No. M'good girl." you muttered.

"No. Your not. Your a slut." Sirius snapped.

James sat against the headboard, watching with an amused look as you took a punishment for something you didn't even do.

"Listen to our daddies. Your bad." James said.

You snapped your head from Sirius' grip and turned to the bespectacled boy. "Shut up James! You should be punished, not me."

This earned a slap from who you though would be Sirius, but to your surprise, it was Remus. His hands went down to squeeze your cheeks. "Do not talk to him like that. Your a brat. This is your punishment. You will do everything to please us, but no cumming. Got it?"

Your eyes widened as you look at him teary eyed. "Daddy! No please. It was James-" slap You gripped your reddened cheek. Tears started to slowly drip down to your cheeks and sliding down the back of your hands.

"No whining." he said.

"Please. Can I just explain?" you asked quietly.

Remus' eyes softened at your saddened demeanor. "Okay. What?"

"James said I could! James told me to touch myself!"

Sirius and Remus both turned to a wide eyed James. "What?!" he exclaimed. "I did not!"

You turned to look at him, tears welling up again. This was too frustrating. You were going to receive your lest favorite thing ever. Punishment. James' face almost faltered at your sad face, but kept his surprised look.

Meanwhile, Sirius and Remus were looking between the two of you, trying to figure out who was lying.

"James? Did you?" Sirius asked.

"Nope! She's just bad!"

"Well it's settled then. James is a good boy, and your just a bad girl." the raven haired boy laughed. He took a seat on the edge of the bed and pulled you upon his lap. Remus yanked off your panties and placed a slap on your ass, causing you to yelp.

"Now, your going to apologize after each one. All while you watch me please our good boy. Got it?" the lycanthrope asked.

You just gave a faint nod, earning you yet another slap to your ass. "M'sorry. Yes daddy."

"Good."

While Sirius kneaded your ass with his hands, you watched as Remus pulled James onto the bed which was directly in front of your view. They started with a sloppy kiss as they pulled of each others clothes. The view making your tummy twist. Sirius didn't start spanking you until Remus had James on his hands and knees while he penetrated his hole. That's when the pain started.

Slap. "I'm sorry daddies."

Slap. "I'm sorry daddies."

Slap. "I'm sorry daddies."

This went on until spurts of James' cum covered the sheets and your ass was red and bruised. Remus came over and picked you up, just to drop you right on the sheets.

"Owie." you whined as the fabric of the bedding rubbed up against your stinging cheeks.

"Owie." Sirius mocked with a laugh, earning chuckles from both Remus and James.

"Now, your going to take Sirius' cock in your pretty mouth like a good girl. And if you can be good, we'll let you cum. If not, then oh well." Remus instructed.

"Yes daddy."

Sirius stripped himself of his clothes, revealing his aching dick. He pumped it a few times as he stood up on the bed so his cock was directly in front of your face. His tip teased your lips, indicating he wanted to start. And as soon as you opened your mouth, his dick shot in, penetrating the back of your throat. You gagged as he started thrusting his hips. Usually you could take it, but right now you had no time to adjust to his size. You continued to gag and squirm to get even a pinch of air. Of coarse this meant you were being bad, and as soon as Sirius' cum shot down your throat, you started coughing hysterically, practically choking on the liquid.

"Look at you. Pathetic really. I'm sure James could have done better." Sirius mocked you. This is when it started to kick in. The jealousy. The insecurity. They liked James better.

"James do want to show her how good you can be?" Remus asked. The curly haired boy instantly nodded his head, ready to show how much better he was. Remus instructed James to kneel on the floor directly in front of his hardened cock, to which he did. Instantly Remus forced his cock down James throat, barely causing him to gag. His continued to thrust his hips into the boys' mouth. While Sirius held you in his lap he brought his hand down to your clit, swollen from your earlier actions. The actions that started this whole thing. He continued to rub figure eights earning moans from you. Watching your boyfriends please each other and the stimulation on your clit was overstimulating.

"You better not cum." Sirius seethed. You started to squirm, indicating how close you were to your high, and right as Sirius pulled his hand away and pushed you off his lap and onto the bed, Remus released into James' mouth. Both Remus and Sirius kneeled in front of James giving him kisses and praising his good behavior.

"Such a good boy."

"So much better that y/n over there."

"She can't even take m'cock."

"Such a good baby."

This was infuriating for you. Seeing them praise James and telling him how much better he was than you caused a sickening feeling to erupt in your stomach.

They love James more.

Pathetic.

Not good.

Bad.

"We love you Jamsie."

You were frustrated.

Mad.

Upset.

James caused this, and here he is, getting praised for being a 'good boy'.

"Such a good boy."

And you blew.

"Good boy my ass." you said as you shakily got up from the bed. Three sets of eyes snapped to you.

"Excuse me?" Remus snapped.

"I said. 'Good boy my ass'." you snapped as you rummaged through the drawer which held extra changes of your clothes. You threw on an oversized shirt and right as you were about to put a pair of underwear on, Sirius was at your size, snatching them out of your hands. "Give them back." you snapped.

"What is your problem?" he asked. He was mad. You'd never talked to them like this.

You let out a sarcastic laugh and ripped your panties out of his hands. "What's my problem? Really? I wonder?" you grabbed a pair of shorts and threw them on real quick.

"Your being a brat." Remus finally spoke up. "Get on the bed."

You looked straight into his brown eyes. "No." you snapped. "You don't get to tell me what to do."

"Actually they do. Their our daddies." James said.

You turned your narrowed eyes to look at James who was still kneeled on the floor. "Just shut up James. And their your daddies. I'm done." you went to walk out of the room when suddenly all four of them were standing in front of you, wide eyes and frown upon their faces.

"W-what?" Sirius asked.

"You heard me."

"Why?" Remus asked, tears welling up in his eyes.

"You guys clearly love James more than me. If you would have listened to me, and actually believed me, you would know I shouldn't have been the one on the receiving end of the punishment. James should have been." you inhaled shakily. This wasn't the first time this has happened. It wasn't the first time James was the one who said you could do something, only to lie and get you in trouble. You were sick of it. And your insecurities were taking a toll on you. It probably didn't help that you were in a certain headspace. "It's always like this. You only ever listen to James. James never gets punished because he's a "good boy.' No he's not. I feel like I'm just here! I feel like I don't mean anything to you."

The boys stared at you. Guilt taking over. But James was the guiltiest.

"Oh no. Please don't go. I'm sorry! I just hate punishments. Please y/n. I'm sorry. It was me! I told her she could touch herself!" James exclaimed, latching his body onto yours. "I'm sorry."

Soon, Remus and Sirius wrapped their arms around you too. "We're sorry too puppy."

"Yeah we should have listened to your side of the story." Remus whispered.

"But, your not actually breaking up with us, are you?" Sirius asked in a shaky voice.

"No. I could never." you laughed quietly. "Unless you keep picking favorites.

"Nope! No more favoriting!" Sirius and Remus both said in unison.

"And to make it up to you, James is going to receive punishment tomorrow." Sirius smirked.

"What?!" James whined.

"Don't be a bad boy." Remus said. "Be a good boy. Like our y/n."

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[floralembarrassment]

Lean On Me, Love (1/1) (jegulus)

Here he was falling apart and he couldn't even really make sense of why. Because he only wanted to be loved no matter what, and he was wasn't he? Somewhere along the line he started to believe that if he wasn't James Sunshine Potter he wouldn't be, and the pressure was getting to him.

"Okay James, get it together." He said to his reflection in the mirror. Taking a deep breath he splashed some cool water onto his face. "Sirius needs you. Remus needs you. Pete needs you. The girls need you. Fuck Reg needs you. And they have it a lot worse. You've got nothing to be sad about. Let's go!"

This quickly became his new mantra and daily pep talk. The tears would come. Always after pushing and pushing and pushing himself to be everywhere and everything everyone needed.

After the few moments, he took a few more calming breaths, sucked all his feelings back in and practiced a James Potter smile. He ruffled his hair and stepped out of the bathroom, and he walked right into Regulus Black.

"Hey," Regulus said, surprised but happy to see James. "Oh hello," James said with a voice still a bit hoarse. He wasn't making eye contact which led Regulus to cock his head to the side and appraise him. "James, what's wrong?" Regulus asked putting a hand on his shoulder.

James just shook his head, and attempted to mumble "nothing" but little actually came out.

Regulus just stared at him for a while. Not good with emotions himself to being with. Not sure how to comfort or help or make it better. But acutely aware James was not okay. After a quick look around, he pulled James into a hug.

"James, it's okay if you need something. You give so much to everyone else, let others help you if you need it." Regulus soothed into his ear.

And oh that was the only thing he needed to hear but also not an allowance he wanted because his walls weren't strong enough right now not to fall, especially in front of Regulus, the beautiful boy who held his heart.

He chocked through tears he was trying to hold back. Tears he had been trying to hold back his whole life. He was crumbling, breaking, nothing about this picture was right. But here he was, laying himself bare, too hurt, too overwhelmed, too far over the edge to reel any of it back in. James Potter, perfect, happy, laughing, bubbly, constantly smiling James Potter was a mess right now and there was nothing that could stop it.

"Okay. It's okay James. I've got you. Come on, I've got the afternoon off now, you can skip a few lessons. Do you want to talk? I could take you to Madame Pomfrey?" Regulus asked a still holding both his arms. "Can we just go for a walk?" He asked solemnly.

"Yes, whatever you need. You can lean on me, my darling. You are still you and loved even when you are sad. It's okay to need a break. I can help you write to your mother later? You can tell her anything and she would want to help. Okay? You can't keep whatever this is in, alright."

"Thank you," James said as he rested his head on Regulus' linking their hands together and finally leaning on someone else for a change.

[quillsanddaydreams]

what great men say

james potter x reader

—author’s note: I was extremely soft about James and just how goofy he is around his friends and I just had to write it down. So what does being friends with James and eventually falling for him include? Enjoy!

—warning(s): mentions of food, she/her pronouns!reader 

—wordcount: 3,196

You sighed looking at the time. He would be here any minute— he never came late. Tapping your foot, you turned your attention to the book open in front of you. Transfiguration. The subject that you struggled with the most. James excelled at it. 

The turtle he transformed the teacup into that day was stunning. Popping its head inside the green-gold shell as everyone looked on. James smiled teasingly wide when McGonagall had commended him. No one noticed when he shifted aside to talk to the turtle in a baby voice. It made you smile. You blinked. Words swirled on the page you’d opened. Shaking your head, you turned to concentrate on them.

“There you are!” James shouted as the librarian shot him a glare. He was huffing— apparently from running to the library. He made an apologetic face and slowly came and plopped down beside you.

“Do you always have to be loud?” you said as he playfully rolled his eyes.

“Well, a great man once said loudness is the way of life,” he huffed, breathing deeply as you raised an eyebrow.

“And is this great man you?”

“Are you saying anything to the contrary?”

You let a small smile play on your lips which etched his grin further.

“I wouldn’t dare,” you said as he adjusted his collar, looking smug.

“I mean, even great men tell the turtle they made from a teacup that it is a good boy,” you said nonchalantly, opening a notebook. James flustered.

“I didn’t tell Jake he was a good boy,” he murmured.

“Jake, huh?”

“Shut it.”

The two of you spend the next hour working on the transfiguration assignment. James was patient as he helped you through spells and theory. You laughed, studied and talked. It was just like that between you two. You were good friends, you teased each other, pulled a few pranks and had fun. There was something about him that made you open up more than anyone else. And you loved him. It was stupid really. 

James was utterly and completely in love with Lily Evans. Everyone knew that. You tried and you tried to push it back but you couldn’t help it. It crept up upon you- he had always been so kind to you, so adorably cute that you just fell for him. As torturous as it was, you didn’t dare to even hint him about it. Listening to him gush about the perfect head-girl, you never let your smile fade even if it never reached your eyes. 

James poked your side as you packed your books.

“Hmm?”

“Lily and I talked a lot last night,” he said excitedly as your chest contracted. You zipped up your bag, hanging it by your side.

“Oh yeah?” you asked, plastering on a smile. The two of you started moving out of the library.

“It was amazing,” He said, punctuating each word, a dreamy look on his face. “She told me about her muggle life- records, music tapes- that sort of stuff. She was surprised when I talked to her about Queen and Beatles, impressed even.”

He scratched the back of his head, narrowly avoiding a first year who ran past the two of you.

“Couldn’t tell her you introduced it to us and it’s what Sirius blasts in the room all day long.”

You giggled.

“Did he listen to all of them already?” you asked, desperate to change topics. The two of you turned around the corner. James scoffed.

“Pretty sure he heard each of them at least a hundred times.”

“It’s good music James,” you sighed. “Ask him whether he’s free next Hogsmeade weekend, I’ll show him a place he’s going to adore.”

“Ah, I have some head-boy duties with Lily, Remus is helping Slughorn for extra credit and Peter is practicing astronomy,” James said as you furrowed your eyebrows.

“So Sirius is free?”

“Yes, but we aren’t,” James shrugged as you laughed.

“Okay,” you dragged on, not sure where the conversation was going. “Ask him if he’d like to go with me?”

James turned to you, confused.

“You’ll go with Sirius, alone?” he asked as you hummed in response, shrugging. He scowled.

You turned back at James standing at the door to the common room.

“Tomorrow, same time?” you asked with a smile. He nodded giving you a half-hearted grin and moving towards his room. Did you say something wrong? Shaking your head, you retreated to your dorm.

-♡♡♡-

A loud knock shook you. You looked towards the window and… James?

“James what the hell are you doing there?” you asked, jolting towards the sill and unlocking it. The idiot was standing a broom nearly forty feet above ground.

“I was wondering whether you’d join us all for a trip to the kitchens?” he breathed, a small smile playing on his lips. You heard snorts making you look down at the ground. Sirius, Remus and Peter were rolling out in laughter, but you couldn’t think much about that.

“Are you insane? Bloody sit down on your broom or come in,” you said eyes wide.

“Fine, I’m coming.” James grinned, jumping inside. He grabbed your arms almost falling over you. A strong perfume attacked your senses. His face was so close to yours, you could count the faint freckles on his face. Messy strands of hair fell over his forehead making you want to run your hands over them. You blinked, steading yourself before taking a step back. James coughed.

“Um, I was sneaking out for some hot chocolate,” he said placing his hands in his jeans’ pocket, thumbs out. “I remember you complaining we never took you.”

“Oh,” you said, feeling awkward all of a sudden. “Let me just get my jacket, it’s kinda cold.”

Grabbing the nearest jacket, you put it on as James stared around your room. You had decorated it beautifully. Post cards, quotes and some letters were put up on a wall on the far end. His eyes fell on you as you turned to him smiling, ready to leave. He gulped.

“How are we leaving?” you asked and James gestured to his broom floating outside your window.

After much bickering, you found yourself sitting behind James, holding onto him for your dear life. That wasn’t to say you didn’t enjoy it. It felt good being so close to him, having your hands around his waist. You almost felt sad when you reached down. Sirius smirked at you as you climbed off the broom. He knew more than he probably should.

“What took you so long?” Peter complained. You saw Sirius open his mouth to say something but closed it on seeing your glare. He wrapped an arm around your shoulder.

“Well now that she’s here, shall we?” he said leading you ahead of the group.

James frowned at the two of you. Sirius whispered something in your ear making you roll your eyes playfully.

“What’s made you so off now?” Peter asked. Remus patted his shoulder.

“Jealousy is always a bad colour on people my dear wormtail,” Remus said dramatically. James raised it eyebrows.

“I’m not jealous,” James said pointedly and then shrugged. “What would I be jealous of?”

Remus rolled his eyes.

“Sureeee.”

You took in the warm room while the boys asked for hot chocolates for all of you. Sweet smell of banana bread and muffins eloped the kitchen. Remus called for you, handing you a steaming mug of cocoa. You sat down beside James tuning in to their conversation. He gave you a small smile as Remus and Peter quarrelled about their divination predictions. You laughed and you talked, feeling the week’s tension slowly slip off your shoulders. When it was time to leave, you felt oddly content. Making them promise to make this a monthly thing, you finally turned to leave. James held you back.

“I was wondering, if you’d like to have a bit more fun?” James asked, biting his lip. “Just us two.”

You looked at him curiously and licked your lip.

“And what will this fun, entail?”

“There’s this small place near the edge of forbidden forest,” he said and you raised an eyebrow. “I swear it’s not that dangerous. It’s honestly beautiful.”

James didn’t know why he was so bent over to spend some more time with you. All he knew was that he didn’t want the evening to end. He didn’t want to leave you just yet. So when you nodded slowly, he couldn’t stop the grin that spread on his face.

The two of you tip-toed through the castle, James’s invisibility cloak with him just in case. Checking the map, he turned towards you. Taking your hand in his; he whispered, “Run.”

Your eyes widened. James sprinted forward, taking you with him. There was no time to think. Trying to keep up with him— you made your way through the grounds, the air icy against your face. You were huffing by the time you reached the lip of the forest.

“What exactly were we running from?” you asked, taking in gulps of air.

“No one— we were taking too much time,” he said shrugging. “And adrenaline always feels good.”

He didn’t notice you glaring at him. You slapped his arm playfully.

“Hey—” he groaned, rubbing at the spot.

“Now that you’ve wounded me, shall we?”

You nodded, biting the inside of your cheek. Placing his palms on your shoulder James turned you, leading you towards a small clearing. Your arms erupted in goosebumps, feeling him right behind you. His breath tickled your neck. Did he really not know the effect he had on you? Reaching there, James gestured around dramatically. Fireflies buzzed around the area and the ground bloomed with wild flowers.

“Wow,” you gasped. James watched you, his face lighting up. Running your hands through the shrubs you looked up. Night sky was always clear at Hogwarts. But somehow it seemed even more beautiful then. You glanced towards James catching him staring.

“See something you like?”

“You look beautiful,” James uttered before he could stop himself. Your cheeks heated up.

You did. You looked gorgeous every single day. James swallowed, a distinct blush covering his cheeks. He felt your gaze on him, waiting for him to say something. He heard you sigh after a little while.

“You know, when I was small, I used to collect fireflies in a jar,” you said, sitting down slowly. James joined you. “Pretty little things they were. I would stare at them for hours. Mum hated them. Dad didn’t seem to mind. They would zoom around in the jar and I would take it in hand running through the house saying they were my army. Danger shall befall those who cross me— I used to say”

James let out a laugh, sighing as you both watched the stars. Sneaking a glance at him, you caught him doing the same. Light from flies lighted up his face, his brown eyes sparkling. You didn’t know who leaned in. His lips were soft against yours as you let your hands tangle in his hair. His arms went to your waist, tugging you towards him. The kiss seemed to light you up. Pulling back breathless you stared at him, seeing something that made your stomach. Guilt. You dug your nails into your palm, waiting for the excuses to come. And it came. He called out your name.

“Don’t.” You snapped.

Scrambling to your feet, you started moving back towards the castle. James followed you.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t think. I don’t know what happened and I—”

You twisted towards him.

“I’m not angry at you James,” you said, your voice barely above a whisper. James frowned. “I— I just like you, okay? I’ve liked you for quite some time.”

James’ eyes widened a little. You let out a laugh, looking away.

“I’m not angry at you. I’m angry at myself. Do you realise how pathetic it is, to love someone knowing they’ll never love you back?  Every day I’ll tell myself; it doesn’t matter. That it’s a crush and it’ll go away. And every day I fall a little more in love with you knowing you’ll never feel the same.”

Silence fell around you and you wrapped your arms around yourself. You felt cold. James watched you, desperate to reach out. He wanted to stop you but he didn’t know how. All he could do was listen.

“I think, I think it’ll be better for me to stay away from you for a while,” you breathed, trying your best not to let the tears in your eyes fall.

You walked back to the castle leaving James alone. A tear fell down his face and he furiously wiped it off.

-♡♡♡-

The next few days seemed never-ending. Classes, homework and head-boy duties kept James busy. He practiced harder and longer on the field. But his mind wasn’t in it. It was full with the thoughts of you. He tried. He really tried to reach out to you somehow. To catch your eye during classes, give you a small smile, but you hardly even glanced at him. It hurt. More than he could ever care to admit. He had quite forgotten what it was like not to spend time together every single day. To not listen to you complain about your day, hear your laugh. He felt alone.

Bacon and eggs were laid out in front of him, but he couldn’t bring himself to eat. He toyed it around with his fork.

“Ahhh James! Just the person I was looking for,” Lily said with a bright smile as James looked towards her. “I was thinking maybe you could join me after lunch? We can review the prefect rounds’ details.”

James furrowed his eyebrows.

“Didn’t we do that last week?”

Lily’s expression fell, but she covered it up quickly.

“Yes we did, but I thought maybe we could go over them again?” she said expectantly.

“Uh- sure.” He said, moving his attention back to his plate. He pushed it away.

Sirius, Peter and Remus raised their eyebrows at him. James looked at them questioningly.

“Are you dead?” Remus asked.

“No?”

“Yeah I think he’s dead.” Sirius pipped in. James opened his mouth to retort but Sirius bet him to it.

“Look, I know finding out your friend is in love with you while you think you’re in love with someone else isn’t easy—”

“Especially when you’re actually in love with the said friend," Peter said, taking a bite of his toast. James opened his mouth.

“Especially then —but you gotta make up your mind. Go date Lily and find out how worthless it is and then go back to friend or go now and talk to her and tell her what you really feel about her.”

James blinked.

“I’m not in love with her,” he said slowly as they collectively groaned. He ignored them. “And how did you know that she told me she likes me?”

“It was obvious?” Sirius said as Remus rolled his eyes.

“You know what? Let him continue his idiocy for more. I want to see how long this can actually go on,” Remus said as others hummed in response, shrugging.

“What? You’re not even going to listen to me now?” James stated as his friends paid no attention.

“Not when you’re being a dumbass, no.”

James banged his head on the table. Remus continued to read his book while Sirius and Peter concentrated on their breakfast.

“What if, what if I said,” James began slowly. “That maybe I do love her. I do love her and I was the biggest fool in the world and screwed this up beyond repair?”

Remus stared at James, a small smile overcoming his features.

“You tell her exactly that.”

-♡♡♡-

You sighed turning the page. The story was captivating at first, but now— not so much. There was a knock at the window and you turned to see… James? Your heart thumped against your chest. He stood there, probably on his broomstick waiting for you to let him in. Pushing the covers aside, you got up and opened the small lock as James hopped in. Your chest clenched seeing him for the first time in weeks. You had missed him. His hair was disheveled and he fidgeted awkwardly, staring at you.

“James why are you here?” you asked softly. You wanted nothing more than to hug him. But you held back. You couldn’t do that to yourself, not anymore.

“I— um— I wanted to tell you something,” he said as you gestured at him to go on. There was silence.

“Well?”

James flushed, looking down.

“I— I had this whole speech prepared and now I forgot what I was supposed to say,” he said and you looked at him curiously. “I know it starts with me saying I might be the biggest dumbass at Hogwarts.”

“That I can agree on,” you pointed out, a small grin evident on your face. James cracked a smile hearing you tease him after weeks. Somehow, he never minded it when it was you. There was silence again, but this time it felt calmer.

“You see? I had a fascination with this red-headed girl,” he whispered. Your throat bobbed. He was here to talk about Lily? “This fiery girl who rejected me every time I asked her out. And my fascination just grew. So much that I couldn’t even notice myself falling for someone else. Someone who’d been an amazing friend.”

Your eyes snapped towards him and he gave you a light smile.

“I don’t love Lily. I don’t. And I hate myself for not realizing it. But even more than that I hate myself for turning you away. I’m sorry,” he said as you sniffed, letting his words soak in. He loved you, not Lily. You knew you must be looking like an idiot then, giddiness blooming through your body.

“Are you sure this isn’t the speech you prepared?” you said as James chuckled. He shook his head.

“My prepared speech was written by a great man and it did not end with an apology.”

“Oh? What did that great man end the speech with?” you said, joy evident on James’ face. He was enjoying this.

“Asking you out,” he said cheekily and you let out a snort.

“Well, that’s a let down,” you said, putting on a disappointed expression, noticing James furrowing his brows. “I was hoping the speech would end in some kisses; after all, don—"

You couldn’t finish the sentence as James pulled you closer by your waist and pressed his lips against yours. You sighed, tugging him closer by his neck. Pulling back, you rested your forehead against his taking deep breaths.

“I fucking love you,” James said, cradling your face and starting to press kisses all over. You giggled.

“I love you too. Tell that great man I’d like to go out with him this Hogsmeade weekend, will you?” you said as James let out a laugh.

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