#peter has a rat called wormtail

[bepop-moon]

OK what about a modern day non-magic marauders university AU fanfiction that is a light-hearted fluffy rom-com which includes both wolfstar AND jegulus, with a marauders band, coffee shop themes and cottage-core summer vibes with the friend group??

sound fun?? what if i told you

It follows a shy welsh boy, english lit & classical studies student who makes money by tutoring kids and giving guitar lessons - who is none other than Remus Lupin. Swept up with the stress of school, stupid gay crushes and friend group drama, and a kid (woah)??

The boisterous long-haired french theatre kid with mummy-issues and a leather jacket that is Sirius who works as a barista at his regular coffee shop??

and Sirius’ annoying little artist brother who secretly has heart eyes for his brothers best friend - a rugby player human biology sports-studies extrovert who may also like him back??

It also features new characters like a toxic ex boyfriend and a childhood best friend??

It’s dates and romance, fights and flaws, parties and picnics and beach trips and camping. Friendship, rivalry and everything in between. It’s cute, it’s messy. It’s a slow, reasonable amount of angst with a happy ending. it’s every happy little trope to heal our poor brains from all the intense angst that comes with the marauders- and it has an epic soundtrack!!

Would you be interested in reading??!!

[meepwrites]

I feel like there is a distinct lack of the marauders just, being idiots while at Hogwarts because god help me they were definitely idiots.

Like, they absolutely tried to hide under the marauders map once when it was just hitting past curfew because it was Sirius’s turn to bring the cloak and he forgot the cloak.

And Remus and James were arguing with him because “Dude !” and he got pissed, took the closest object - the map - and exclaimed ‘We can use this !’

This stupidity stunned all of them so much that there was just silent for a solid beat drop until-

Lupin collects the groups braincells,

“We can barely all fit under the cloak at this point you think THAT will hide us, which one of us can eve-“

Peter transforms into Wormtail and goes “squeak squeak !”

and Sirius bursts out laughing so loud remus has to be like “Shut up !”

and he’s like “BUT HE- he- AHAHA.”

and James just, takes the map from moony and throws it at peter and points and Remus is like “Okay fucking point taken one of us can but I want to see you try it James.”

James looks back at Remus like “Touché.” and Remus just snatches the map back from pete like “Turn back wormtail you can’t even move with the map on you.”

and Peter does but then he’s like “actually I do think I have a better chance of getting away like that.” and remus is like “Dude, Mrs.Norris.”

and Peter blanches, remus holds all the braincells truly.

And then after a few more moments of silence,

Sirius is the one who puts up his hand at last and is like

“Do we solemnly agree to fucking bolt back to gryffindor tower.”

And Remus looking frantically at the map and the approaching teachers just growls and goes

“Yeh-“ and in surprise to all of them, fucking takes off immediately around the corner, skidding back to call

“LAST ONE OF YOU THERE GETS DETENTION.”

James catches him saying “god I hope it’s Sirius.’ before he really picks up his sprint again - they all know Moony needs the head start - and sirius is shock rooted onto the spot like “HEY-“

and pete is like “oh no oh no oh no-“

and James is already leaving them like “LATER LOSERS.”

And whoever around the corner, filch or snape if he was a prefect who knows just barely catches sight of Sirius’s face and a pet rat at his feet (Peter has a terrible habit of unwillingly transforming when he gets scared.) before Sirius snatched up the rat and turned running around the corner too, shouting insults and making little squeaky noises respectively.

Aside from the head start, the only reason Remus made it back first AND without anyone seeing is because he took the map, the cheeky boy.

The rest of them were jumping in and out of turns and secret passageways trying to avoid the horrors that are Mister Filch and his cat and several house prefects.

James (to later go with his story when he inevitably ended up in detention)

DID actually run head first into Lily who he swerved around and ran backwards (knocking into a random suit of armour) winking at her “HEY EVANS !”

Regulus fellow prefect got to witness this because he was just going after Evans and James just NEARLY missed bumping directly into him,

Regulus was just blinking and siddling up to Lily murmuring “what was that about.” before Sirius sprinted past him, shouting “OH MY GOSH REGULUS !! I FORGOT YOU GOT A BADGE GOOD LUCK.” and Regukus was just like “and there goes my idiot brother.”

Lily didn’t even look at him to be able to say “Yes this is normal, no they’re not usually screaming and running for their lives but I am surprised about that now this seems fitting.” that was the first time she heard Regulus’s enchanting little chime of a laugh and it made her smile, they continued on their way chatting and wondering where exactly Remus had gotten to.

ALSO HAH,

Regulus is like

“Was my brother carrying a pet rat.

I don’t recall mothe- oh who am I kidding mother would never get him or I a pet rat.”

And Lily is just like

“Oh yeh ! I’ve seen that a couple of times with each of them, I really don’t know where they keep him, they each have an owl, or well I think Pettigrew might have a toad but not a rat.”

they chalk it up as one of those marauder mysteries until they learn abt their animagi forms at which point both Lily and Regukus look at each other and point at Peter like “THE MYSTERY RAT.”

Anyways I bet you 5 galleons Sirius tripped James up btw that’s how he out run him.

OR ACCIOD HIS GLASSES, shouting “SORRY MATE I WILL GIVE THEM BACK.”

and James was like

“??? SIRIUS YOU LITTLE-“

He loves James.

he was however not about to be put into detention by his to be boyfriend screw him.

Remus literally had to go back to collect James bcs bitch can’t see anything and he had to be like “Er no I am not taking back what I said but I am sorry I have to put you into detention with Mcgonagall, better luck next time Prongs.”

Some up late 6th years didn’t even bat an eye anymore when Remus stumbled into the common room supporting James on his shoulder.

Anyway James gets detention, Remus begins to learn the skills of bullshitting with a straight face because Mcgonagall looked him straight in the eye when he brought James to be given said detention and went :

“So you are telling me only Mr. Potter snuck out last night?" "Yes professor." "And none of you accompanied him, and you even gave him detention?" “Uh- yes professor, that is exactly what I did.”

Mcgonagall is pushing her glasses up like

“How odd.”

Remus is sweating like ‘Shite-‘

The only reason Remus even made it out of her class is BECAUSE the one he got in detention was James.

Sirius would gladly drag any of his friends down with him into detention if he could, even Moony.

But James ?

troublemaker as he maybe he’s a bros dude and his greatest strength lies in his love for his friends so the moment he sees Moony flush red in embarrassment under Mcgonagall’s gaze is the moment he immediately, without hesitation decides to lie, voice clear

“No he’s telling the truth professor !”

“Oh ?”

“I was out alone, I was trying to catch a sight of Lily Evans you see, they do prefect duties together.”

He presses on, ignoring Moony’s astonished stare on the back of his head.

“So I thought Remus would do me a favour and help me out but, as you can see, he put his prefect duties above his friendship to me and put me into detention.

Just as you would have wanted him to Professor, so don’t question him.”

And if you imagine James as head boy then this is definitely one of the key moments that lands Mcgonagall choosing him as head boy.

Because he’s lying through his teeth, she knows it but he’s doing it for a friend and it’s the first time she witnessed Mr.Potter in such a light so the moment stuck.

Anyways to round this silliness off :

Sirius makes fun of Remus the moment he’s out of her class and Remus seeing his stupid grin is like “Not a word !!” “awee but Moony aren’t you doing such a good job *silly voice* putting us in our places at long last, Dumbledore would be proud.”

Moony’s just muttering under his fingers, exasperated like “If you don’t shut up Sirius I will put you in your place.” He doesn’t realise that Sirius stopped walking and he nearly walks into a first year by consequences “what ?” “What.”

Teehee.

[prosepoetryanddrama]

Ok, I know everyone knows this and this is not new information but I feel like we as a fandom do not talk enough about the fact that Voldemort calls Peter “Wormtail.”

Like Voldemort knows, he’s 100% been through Peter’s mind. Wormtail is the nickname given to him by his best friends, basically his brothers.

Everytime Voldemort calls Peter Wormtail, he is reminded of his betrayal, that he’s the reason that James and Lily are dead, Sirius spent 12 years in Azkaban, and Remus was all alone.

Peter lived as a rat for 12 years. He only became a rat to help his friends, with his friends. He lived his betrayal every day for 12 years. literally.

Peter has done unforgivable things, but not single day went by in his entire, sad life where he forgot that.

[runwiththerain]

an introduction to the marauders

for @gently-decaying-flowers

follow up posts will be made for the valkyries and skittles

james fleamont potter

also known as prongs

important canon information:

dead, died on october 31st 1981 defending his family from voldemort so lily could protect harry

his parents are fleamont 'monty' and euphemia 'effie' and we love both of them

his animagus is a stag

was head boy and a chaser on the gryffindor quidditch team

had a mutually antagonistic relationship with severus snape

fancast information:

original fancast was aaron taylor johnson

second fancast was reiky de valk

my personal fancast is gabriel.stewart

other fancasts include nickisnotgreen and thomas weatherall

common fanon traits:

is known as the sun and a golden retriever character, wears red converse, swiftie, quidditch obsessed, early morning riser who tries to force other people too (doesn't work), loyal, hero complex, hopeless romantic, mischievous and loves pranks, often is desi or latino, would take a bullet for anyone in his life, definitely strutted and is a therapist friend, has a hard time opening up

ships:

jily/sunflower/flowerpott: james and lily evans

jegulus/sunseeker/starchaser: james and regulus black

prongsfoot: james and sirius black

moonchaser: james and remus lupin

sirius orion black

also known as padfoot

important canon information:

godfather to harry and best friends with james

left home at 16 to live with the potters

was wrongly accused for the betrayal of lily and james

served 12 years in azkaban before using his animagus form to escape

his animagus is a black dog

was killed by his cousin bellatrix lestrange

fancast information:

original fancast was ben barnes

second fancast was undecided

my personal fancast is conan gray

other fancasts include louis seriot and eren m güvercin

common fanon traits:

drama queen, massive david bowie fan, rides a motorcycle, experiments with makeup, genderfluid, compulsive and mischievous, gay, owns and wears a leather jacket, he thinks his initials stand for son of a bitch, short king, gets jealous easily, no concept of personal space, mommy issues, daddy issues, family issues, pretty crier, french, likes to paint his nails

ships:

wolfstar: sirius and remus lupin

blackinnon: sirius and marlene mckinnon (widely unaccepted now)

prongsfoot: sirius and james potter

remus john lupin

also known as moony

important canon information:

his nickname of moony came about due to his "furry little problem" (being a werewolf)

in prisoner of azkaban he taught d efense against the dark arts at hogwarts

has a child called teddy with nymphadora tonks

was killed in the battle of hogwarts

fancast information:

original fancast was andrew garfield

second fancast was undecided

my personal fancast is p4perback

other fancasts include paul ahrens and matthew hitt

common fanon traits:

always wears grandpa sweaters, craves academic validation, best friends with lily, grumpy around full moons, loves chocolate, the mastermind behind all the marauders pranks, goes to a study group, is a massive nerd, tall but it took ages for him to grow, self worth issues, raspy voice, swears a goddamn lot, welsh and no one can understand what he says

ships:

wolfstar: remus and sirius black

moonwater: remus and regulus black

moonchaser: remus and james potter

moonrosekiller: remus and barty crouch jr and evan rosier

peter pettigrew

also known as wormtail

important canon information:

traitor to the marauders

was james and lily's secret keeper but ratted them out to voldemort hence resulting in their death

his animagus form is a rat

hid in his rat form in the wealsey family as 'scabbers' until discovered by sirius and remus in the prisoner of azkaban

fancast information:

original fancast was dane dehaan

second fancast was undecided

my personal fancast is lewis capaldi

other fancasts include maxwell acee donovan and jacob batalon

common fanon traits:

friendly and sociable, plant dad, needs validation, great cook/baker, indecisive, cheeky, amazing at chess, not the smartest academically, childhood friends with james and marlene, quick thinker, unintentionally funny, wants nothing more than to fit in, sometimes forgotten, has a really healthy dating history, sometimes has the best pranks and suprises the others

ships:

pebill: peter and sybill trelawney

unknown ship name: peter and james potter (usually a one sided crush)

unknown ship name: peter and remus lupin

partyvan: peter and barty crouch jr and evan rosier (this is mostly made as a joke)

[lunasky2491]

Wolfstar one shot ♤✯

TW swearing

Ok so I’ve just had this random thought and I just know it would have happened once.

So Sirius is sitting down in transfiguration and Minnie is coming round picking up the homework she set last lesson. Then she just stops in front of James and Sirius and gives him a pointed look as James chuckles lightly handing over his essay while Sirius smirks lightly looking down at his very interesting desk.

Minnie: so mr black I don’t see an essay here or perhaps if i’m sorely mistaken you have ‘accidentally turned your parchment invisible’.

Remus just shaking his head in the background:

Sirius: well Minnie you see…

Peter covering up his snort with a cough:

Sirius pulling out a clump of chewed paper full of ink stains: there was an incident.

Minnie pursing her lips: and a simple reparo didn’t suffice, did it not mr black.

Sirius blatantly ignoring her remark: and you see, a dog was involved.

James bitting on his fist so hard in order to not burst into hysterics:

Minnie: ah a dog I see, what a dark creature indeed, so much so that any charm could never repair such an ingenious written paper..

Sirius quietly responding: exactly! exactly!

Minnie: and where mr black did you inquire such a creature?

Sirius being his dramatic self: well Minnie, it all started after breakfast..

Minnie: get to the point mr black, also no acting is necessary.

Sirius just carrying on anyway: me and prongsie boy were taking a stroll down by the lake to meet with moons and wormtail

Minnie: this is Serious mr black, please I implore you to be professional.

Whole class: Nooooo! You’ll set him off again!

Sirius at the same time: Sirius? But I’m Sirius! Where is this Sirius? I need to have a word with this Sirius seriously! This is identity fraud Sirius and I seriously need to have a word with you..

Lily: Sirius when on earth did you learn about identity fraud?

Sirius: just now lil’s, when someone has just seriously pissed me off by pretending to be Sirius.

Remus: please can someone stop all this fucking madness, I’ll hear about it all fucking night if you don’t.

Minnie: Mr black

Sirius: Well they say we’re all mad moons but I’d say crazy for me instead, always have to stand out, don’t I.

Remus: for the fucking life of me, Sirius please, I want to keep my fucking sanity thanks.

Sirius: wait would I or would I not be more crazy if I was locked in a room of rats?

Remus and Peter letting out a sigh while James looks like he’s living life to the fullest:

Sirius: rats! Ha! Hear that wormy? Rats! Hey great future experiment!

Peter: please, if I had to be stuck in a room to do that I would be insane quicker than any other black could.

Remus ‘deadpans’: imagine having to deal with that shit 24/7 at least you don’t have to share a fucking bed with him.

James: Ha, suck it up moony it wasn’t me who decided to be his boyfriend.

Remus: if only I knew..

Sirius pouting: BUT MOONS!

Remus being unable to hide his small smile: ah alright pads I forgive you

Sirius smiling broadly: now what am I supposed to do about this Sirius?

Minnie: Sirius!

Sirius: which one?

Minnie: Mr Black!

Sirius: wait a second Minnie, did you just call me by my name?

James: oh pads! I’m so proud you’ve done it my beautiful boy you’ve done it!

Remus: Merlin’s mother fucking beard, we’re in for it tonight peat we’ll never hear the end of it!

Peter: nearly seven years, seven, honestly moony I never thought I’d see the day.

Remus: and shit she held on so long as well.

Peter: so close, but we knew they’d get to her in the end.

Remus: and alas they fucking did.

Minnie: JAMES! I do not need your input!

Sirius: prongs we’ve done it! We’ve broken her! I’ve never been so proud!

James: we should get a reward for this. The first to soften Minnie’s heart.

Sirius: a service to the school prongs no doubt!

James: precisely pads precisely!

Remus: Pete we’re fucked truly and utterly fucked!

Peter: careful mate you’re losing your perfect prefect status. I’m surprised Minnie hasn’t picked up on it yet.

Remus: oh fucking hell, how they even believe all this fucking shit prefect fucking perfect mother fucking shit in the fucking first place! What a load of fucking Bullshit!

Peter: ummm let it out let it all out moony!

Remus:oh do this shit Remus, do that Remus, go do the stupid motherfucking prefect fucker control shit! Oh don’t forget to put on that bullshit fucking smile and act all fucking perfect Remus. The younger fucking years need fucking roll models Remus those little shits need someone to look the fuck up to some fucking body. And all for fucking what because I have a fucking book in my mother fucking hand what a load of mother fucking bullshit fucking fucker shit crap.

Peter: let it all out moons let it all out.

Remus: you know all these fucking school fucker books are a load of mother fucking fucker crap. Half of them don’t even have decent shit. You know how fucking many I have had to change the cover for so it looks like I’m doing the mother fucking bullshit work. No i’m reading some actual decent shit which actually have stuff I fucking need to know! But oh no Remus you’re not allowed to fucking know that shit you have to monitor the mother fucking hallways in-fucking-stead!

Peter: I get you I get you it’s all right Rem.

Remus: this is all just fucking crap Pete like how the fuck do they want me to do all this shit. How I’m considered the responsible one of you lot I have no fucking idea, I’m responsible for most of the fucking shit we do unless prongs or pads pulls something

Last minute and land their arse in detention.

Peter: I know Rem it’s a mystery.

Remus: fuck yes it is, fucking shit though honestly.

Peter: I know I know

Remus: you think Minnie has had enough of them yet?

Peter: honestly I’m wondering how the fuck they are still alive at this point, just look at that stare.

Remus: yeah, if looks could kill they would be dead a hundred times over.

Meanwhile:

Minnie: boys you will stop this at once!

Sirius and James pouting:

James: but Minnie we are so proud of you look how far you’ve come.

Sirius wiping away fake tears: so proud!

Minnie: boys I’ve had enough we’ve wasted over half the lesson.

Sirius: but look at what we’ve achieved look how far you’ve grown.

Minnie: I’ve had enough Mr Black there is supposed to be a reason for me talking to you at this precise moment in time.

Sirius clutching his pretend pearls: I’m offended Minnie just when I thought we had come so far!

James: oh cheer up pads our dear Minnie just needs time to work through her previous denial, baby steps.

Sirius quirking an eyebrow at Minnie: prongs your right we just need more time.

James huffing out a laugh: just a bit longer pads we will make her love us yet!

Minnie ‘her pressed lips moving up a bit in the corners’: now boys you had something else to tell me.

Sirius: of prongs look she does live us after all.

James: oh I’m blessed Minnie truly blessed!

Minnie: well Sirius what were you goito say?

Sirius puffing his chest up in joy:so as I was saying me and prongs

James: hello

Sirius: we’re walking by the lake and suddenly a massive black dog jumps out of nowhere and grabes my book!

James pretends to swoon: truly terrifying!

Minnie: sure

Sirius faking sincerity: unfortunately it happened to be my transfiguration book with my work inside.

Minnie: let me guess the dog ate your homework.

Sirius: exactly, see if you look closely you can see bite marks but of course it ate most of my work.

Remus ‘snorts’: obviously, snuffles will eat anything he can get his fucking paws on, a favourite of his seems to be my mother fucking socks!

Peter huffed out a laugh: oh yes the end of the word isn’t it Rem.

Remus: YES! YES IT IS! He ruins everything! My poor socks all nearly ironed and folded and he has the fucking audacity to spoil it!

Peter: a travesty!

Remus: oi ast cau y fuck i fyny!

Peter: what?

Remus: fy sanau ffycin gwael, dwi'n mynnu cyfiawnder!

Peter: ok.. then whatever it is I support you.

Minnie: I am still very much intrigued on how a dog has gotten into the castles grounds as we only allow certain pets, does this one happen to know you.

Sirius: no never seen him before, but I can’t say the same for others maybe there have been strange sightings around here.

Peter whispering to Remus again: well technically he isn’t wrong unless you count a mirror.

Minnie: well actually your suspicions are correct, the headmaster has had many reported sightings of a dog chasing a stag.

The four marauder all looked between each other with a knowing look while moony smirked at the fond memory and Sirius and James stared guiltily at each other:

Remus re-entering the conversation: wow what a peculiar sight professor, I’ve never experienced such a sight before have you.

Minnie: ah Mr lupin, no I haven’t but it is most strange I must admit.

All four marauders hummed faking innocence:

Minnie: well Mr black I have decided to give you an extension till the day after tomorrow, for your mishap. Remus please make sure he completes it and make sure they don’t get into to much trouble.

Remus: of course profesor.

Minnie ‘a small tug at her lips but more than she gave Sirius’: very good Mr lupin if you wish you can come by my office later for tea.

Remus ‘letting out a kind smile’: obviously Minnie, I wouldn’t want to let you down.

With that Minnie turned her back but not before another quirk of her lips towards Remus:

Sirius ‘whining’: oh moons you could get away with bloody murder and she would would just invite you around again for tea and biscuits.

Remus ‘smugly’: not just biscuits pads but chocolate as well quite a few as well.

Sirius: oh you sly little bitch

James finally burst into his fit of hysterics:

Remus: what can I say, it’s just the way I am.

Ok so this originally wasn’t meant to be a one shot and only like 5 lines most but it practically wrote itself in the end so I just went with it. Hoped you enjoyed ☾✮

[akizenyx]

Life Long Friends

623 words

warnings: brief language

Year 1, Chapter 2:

The new group of five friends walked around the castle after being escorted to the common room of where they will be living for the next couple months. As they are all chatting Peter started telling the others a story from a week ago and accidentally mentioned his Animagus, which the 4 boys agreed was not allowed to discuss with others. “Peter!!!” James said quite loudly due to the presence of y/n, the newcomer. Then Sirius clarified that she's fine to know “Chill out prongs, she already knows about mine, she even has one herself. She's also part of this now too, and you know our main rule.” “No keeping anything from anyone” they all said in unison. “So y/n, what exactly is your Animagus?” said a curious Remus. “A dragon. I’ve only really done it to its lowest power though. My dad forbids me from using it in its largest form so I'm unsure of what it looks like then.” “Damn, that's hardcore” replies James. “Just to clarify, James is a buck, so we call him Prongs, Peter is a rat, so he's Wormtail, Remus is a werewolf so he's Moony, and you know mine and I'm Padfoot,” says Sirius. “ I think Scales suits y/n” Remus decides. They all agree and start talking about their home lives, telling stories, and laughing at jokes. All of the sudden, Filch turns around a corner and they catch his eye. “HEY YOU, YA FILTHY HEATHENS, GO TO BED!” he exclaims dramatically. They all run up the stairs that are obstacle like and unnecessarily difficult, laughing more than ever. As soon as they finally reach the fat lady after what feels like forever they are all exhausted with aching legs. “Caput Draconis!” Says James, triggering the painting to open. The 5 of them step inside the common room and it’s surprisingly empty. “Seriously? It's the first day and they aren't throwing a party?? BO-RINGGGG.” Remarks a disappointed Sirius. Remus then scolds Sirius and says “not everyone wants to risk their first impression on Dumbledore to be getting trouble Pads.” Siri rolls his eyes then Peter asks, “Speaking of first impressions with Dumbledore, what happened with the sorting hat and you, y/n?” Looking around, y/n answers with “I honestly have no clue. At first I thought I was getting Gryffindor but the hat kept going. It was weird, I mean, even Dumbledore was taken aback.” “Maybe you're special, like the long lost heir of something.” says Remus, and they all laugh. They continue talking about the upcoming events this year, their classes, and what they think it's going to be like. After a while, James falls asleep and the others decide to prank him because, well, why not? “Peter, go grab some lemon from the cabinet over there. Remus, go grab the dish soap from the sink, and y/n grab one of the red cups from the counter and fill it with toilet water please. I’ll get the saran wrap, BREAK.” 

Everyone gets what they were assigned to and they all meet back at the couch James is calmly resting on, unaware of what's to come. Sirius carefully places a slice of lemon between James’ lips and they all wait for the magic to happen. James wakes up with a jerk, smacks his head on the saran wrap, grabs the cup of water beside him, drinks it, then when he realizes what it is he jumps up to spit it out in the sink but slips on the soapy floor. All of the friends burst out laughing. Everyone except James of course. “Are you fucking serious right now?” he says in a tired yet stern voice. “Well, I'm always Sirius but these guys are simply not,” retorts Sirius. Eventually, they all say their goodbyes and head to bed. Y/n thinks to herself soon before drifting off, ~I think this year won't be that bad. But who knows what tomorrow will bring.~

[winnienora14]

Okay so here’s the basics

Remus(or a variation of words looking like the word moon):unregistered werewolf, really intelligent, the soul of an old grandpa, very sarcastic, introvert,studious, loves to read, David Bowie fan

Sirius(or padfoot/pads):very very gay, kind of punk rock so like he wears high liner, a leather jacket, doc martens and he has a motorcycle but also kind of not because he’s probably wearing a skirt on that motorcycle, extrovert, James’ best friend, Regulus’s brother, kind of brother issues, mommy issues, ran away from home because it was abusive, Freddy Mercury fan, black dog animagus

James(or prongs):golden retriever, people pleaser,a romantic, obsessed with quidditch and in canon, with Lily Evans, extrovert, Sirius’s best friend, latino or hindi, stag animagus

Peter(or wormtail): My version of him is the one from Just Lovers(like we were supposed to be) by bizarrestars, but in canon he’s a traitor who helped kill his friends and that’s how most people see him, huge introvert, rat animagus

Remus, Sirius, James and Peter are called The Marauders

Lily:studious, feminist, taylor swift fan, loves to read, child of Athena, keeps rejecting James until he gets better than she falls in love with him and they get married and have harry than die (in canon), they’re usually just friends in fanon), introvert

Mary: kind of a slut but in a slay way, her favorite colors red, she loves makeup, high heels and red nail polish, she’s a huge dress and skirt wearer, she could easily be an influencer, she supper joyful, extrovert, black, has an afro, she punches boys in the guts or the face when they’re mean to her or her friends

Pandora: a cute little weirdo, she has an insect collection, she’s Regulus’s best friend, she’s Evan’s twin sister, she doesn’t have a lot of friends because people think she’s weird, fairy core, she one day hopes living in a cottage, shy, ambivert, loves tarot and astrology, some say she’s black some say she’s white

Dorcas:resting bitch face, she’s a scary lesbian, hates all men, will protect the people she cares about with her life, hates reading, loves cinema, is so damn proud of being black(love her for that), most of the time she’s judging or making a ‘I’m better than you face’. Loves to make fun of her friends(in a nice way of course), to be exasperated and to be sarcastic, ambivert

Marlene: golden retriever, extrovert, impulsive, punk rock, loves Led Zeppelin, ACDC, Metallica, nirvana, Black Sabbath,etc. , has a leather jacket, is in a band, really really good friend of Sirius, she’s the kind of person to jumb up and down and to bang her head when she’s listening to music

Most of the time, we call them The Girls but sometimes also The Valkyries

Evan:quiet, poetic, vans wearer, incredible observer, skater boy, scary, drinks and does drugs, reckless, a bit unhinged, Pandora’s twin brother, could without a care in the world kill someone, says ‘’Yolo’’ a lot, that’s not canon but I feel like he has a photographic memory, reads poetry in secret, he doesn’t get angry he just does a blank stare like ‘I’m going to kill you in your sleep’ which is somehow worse, jealous, a bit too protective of the ones he loves, probably mentally ill

Barty:fucking unhinged, bullies children, really bad daddy issues, a fucking genius but he doesn’t show up to his classes, would kill someone any day, smokes a lot of weed, does a lot of drugs actually, doesn’t drink though, lives the taste and smell of blood, skater boy too but less, people are terrified of him, always looking for trouble, he’s a little shit always has a little grin on, burns shit for no reason, bipolar

Regulus: quiet, the soul of a tragic old poet, writes poetry, loves greek mythology, mean, feisty, trans men, mommy issues, Sirius’s brother, kind of brother issues too, almost never talks, super intelligent, the king of sarcasm, the scariest of the bunch because he’s mysterious so you don’t really know what he could do, he loves that, makes people think he thinks he’s better than all of them, quidditch player, model student, studious, loves to read, great fear of failure, sad depressed twink, dark academia aesthetic

Pandora, Dorcas, Evan, Barty and Regulus are called the Slytherin Skittles

Ships:

Wolfstar:RemusxSirius (old grandpa x slutty gay biker)

Jegulus:JamesxRegulus (grumpyxsunshine trope)

Rosekiller:EvanxBarty(both mentally ill trope idk lol)

Pandalily:LilyxPandora (cottage core, fairy core, flower crowns and braiding hair)

Dorlene: MarlenexDorcas (calm, hates humans introvert x excited, with ADHD, never stops yapping golden retriever gf)

Marylily: MaryxLily (red lipstick, putting each others high liner, complaining about men together, looking hot)

Jegulily:James,Regulus and Lily(grumpyxgrumpyxsunshine)

Jily:JamesxLily (Taylor Swift kind of love(?), got married and had lots of babies kind of love, just comfortable bliss, calm lives)

Those are the most popular ships

Their backgrounds:

Regulus and Sirius were abused by their mother and father (Orion and Walburga Black). They are from a pureblood noble house with lots of weird crazy rules and a lot of incest. Sirius ran away from home when he was 16 but didn’t take Regulus with him. Regulus hates him for that but deep inside he still loves him and miss him because he’s still his brother. Regulus joins the Death Eaters (Voldemort’s gang) because his parents force him to. He then tries to betray Voldemort and save the world but he dies before completing his task. Their family is pretty much the most important and prestigious in the world of magic. They’re rich. They have cousins named Andromeda, Bellatrix and Narcissa. Andromeda and Sirius get along really well because they both ran away because of the crazy blood supremacy and abuse. Andromeda gets along well with Regulus too but they’re not as close. Regulus and Narcissa are really close though. They both hate their families but are too scared to leave. Nobody likes Bellatrix because she is completely crazy. Sirius and Regulus have a gay oncle named Alphard who ran away from home just like Sirius and Andromeda. They love him really really bad.They’re really close to him.

James is an only child from a pureblood family too but his family refused the title(to be in the 13 pureblood houses) because they don’t believe in blood supremacy. So they don’t really count as purebloods per say. His parents (Euphemia and Fleamont) had him really old so they give him pretty much everything he asks for. Euphemia and Fleamont are literal angels. They are so so so nice. They took Sirius in when he ran away. His families rich because his dad created a hair potion. That means James is rich too because he’s going to be the only one to inherit both their money.

Lily:She has a sister named Petunia who she has a really complicated relationship with. It’s mostly because Petunia’s jealous of Lily. The fact they have a bad relationship kinda hurts Lily because no matter what she loves her sister. Lily’s a halfblood. They are middle class.

Barty is from a pureblood family. He is extremely close to his mother. His father neglects him. He mostly just tells him he’s useless and dumb. All in all, his father is an asshole. Barty does really crazy shit just to piss him off. He really really wants to kill his dad. They have a lot of money.

Evan and Pandora are twins. They get along really well. If you say something mean about one of the two you will likely get beat up by the other one. They are from a pureblood family too. Evan almost got married to Regulus( not because he wanted to, he was just forced to). He found that situation really funny. They are a bit over middle class.

Dorcas is from a pureblood family too. They are middle class.

Remus has a really nice mom and a shitty dad. His dad left when he found out he was a werewolf. He’s a mamas boy. He’s really close to her. He’s really poor. He’s a halfblood. (Btw, he became a werewolf when he was around 5)

Peter is from a pureblood family.

Personally, I’d recommend you follow Marauders fans’ accounts on Tik Tok and Tumblr. And that you read all of bizarrestars fics on ao3. But reading ao3 fics in general would be a good idea.

Personally my favorite Marauders accounts on Tik Tok are P4perback, whataboutpadfoot, dead.hyacinth,etc.

Also, just going to put a bit of self promoting here lol: Winnie13t

how does one in fact get into the marauders fandom ? like... i really want to but also i have no clue where to even start and everyone seems to know everything ;-;

[theresthesnitch]

Instincts

Summary: The Wolf eats Wormtail, and Wolfstarbucks responds. You can blame @impishtubist for this.

TW: mild rat gore (lol) and smut at the end, because Remus’s hot boyfriends think he’s hot.

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The wolf was restless tonight.

Remus could do nothing to change his mood, but he could feel the way the wolf was fighting against Prongs, Padfoot, and Wormtail. He could tell that the wolf was on edge about something, but he had no clue what it was.

They were able to keep the wolf mostly contained until about an hour before the moon set. The wolf managed to dodge Prongs and leapt clear over Padfoot, landing with his front paws on either side of Wormtail.

It took Remus a moment to realize that Wormtail’s tail was under the wolf’s paw, and that his jaw was opened, and just a split second before his mouth closed around the rat, Remus realized what the wolf was doing.

Remus could do nothing but look on in horror as he felt the small rat bones crunch.

The wolf turned a few circles, pawing at the ground, and laid down. Remus felt the wolf’s tongue loll out as he panted with what could only be described as a satisfied smile on his face. Prongs and Padfoot were frozen facing him. Prongs looked like a literal deer in the headlights. Padfoot let out a small whine and dropped his head.

Remus was horrified. He wanted to scream that it wasn’t him—he didn’t do it! He directed all of his anger at the wolf, who only huffed in response and began licking his paws. The overwhelming emotion coursing through him was smug and expectant of praise.

It made Remus pause. The wolf had always had better instincts than Remus, but he had been hesitant to share them for Remus’s benefit. When he did, though, Remus tried not to question it. The wolf had spent years running under the Full Moon with Wormtail, though this was the first time he had joined them in a few months, and suddenly he ate him? Maybe Wormtail was the problem.

The wolf stood and headed back to the shack, unprompted. Remus felt his smug superiority the whole way, which made Remus want to roll his eyes. Maybe this was the case, but explaining to his boyfriends would be a problem.

When Remus turned back, James and Sirius were nervously sitting next to him, clearly waiting for Remus’s spiral of shame that always came with the wolf doing something Remus wouldn’t approve of. The looks on their faces almost made Remus smile (though he held it back when he realized that this was probably not the best time to be smiling).

“I think,” Remus began, “that the wolf didn’t trust Peter anymore. He seemed smug and acted like I should thank him.”

James and Sirius stared at him blankly, clearly not expecting this response. Sirius recovered first. “You don’t think he is the spy in the Order, do you?” Sirius winced. “Was. Was the spy.”

“Surely he wouldn’t have, right?” James looked down sadly. “He was our friend. We’ve known him since we were eleven.”

Sirius shook his head. “I wouldn’t have ever thought it, but we know someone in the Order has been feeding the Death Eaters information. How many of the Order members would you call friend?”

“But Peter?” James seemed the most troubled by this. “He wouldn’t betray us.”

Remus spoke softly, interrupting them. “The wolf’s always had better instincts than me. He sensed something. I don’t know what, but… I need to know if the wolf sensed something. I need—”

“Okay, Remus.” James placed a hand on his bare shoulder, instantly calming the panic that Remus could feel building. “We’ll see. Maybe he knew something.”

Sirius jumped up and crossed the room. “Where’s his robes?” Sirius grabbed in and began searching through his pockets. He tossed his wand and a wad of paper to the side, sorting through a handful of coins and wrapped sweets. “Nothing.”

“No, what’s that?” Remus pointed at the wad of paper. Sirius grabbed in and moved back to sit down beside Remus.

“It’s a—” his eyes went wide.

“What is it?” James leaned over Remus and grabbed for the letter. Sirius let him have it, and Remus read it over James’s shoulder.

Once the wolf is back in the shack, send up the mark. We’ll take care of the rest.

The note had no name, but was signed with a dark mark.

James stood up, pulling Remus to his feet. “We have to go now.”

Sirius grabbed the pile of their clothes, along with the contents of Wormtail’s robes. James wrapped an arm around Remus, who was still weak from the moon.

“My clothes.” Remus tried to move from James. “I’m naked.”

“I’m taking us straight home, right into the bedroom.” James pulled him close again. “You won’t need it.”

Remus let himself relax against James. Remus heard the crack of Sirius’s apparition a moment before James turned on the spot.

They appeared in their bedroom at home, and James laid him down on the mattress before climbing on next to him. Sirius pulled out his own wand and cast a few spells that Remus recognized as additional wards before he climbed in on Remus’s other side.

The three of them lay there together, Remus naked but the other two fully dressed, just holding each other in the knowledge of what Peter had done.

“He betrayed me?” Remus’s voice was small, and James and Sirius moved in closer.

James’s hand began tracing calming circles on Remus’s side. “He betrayed us all.”

Sirius dropped a kiss on Remus’s shoulder as he moved in closer behind him. “Remind me to thank the wolf next moon.”

Remus groaned. “He’s going to be so smug.”

James laughed, pulling Remus in for a kiss. He spoke against Remus’s lips. “Should we show you how grateful we are so you can tell him?”

Remus laughed, but it was cut off by a gasp as Sirius ran his hand over Remus’s arse and a finger slipped between his cheeks.

“I don’t know if he’d believe me.” Remus pressed back against Sirius’s hand, and felt himself harden against the leg that James slipped between his thighs.

“We’ll just have to be very convincing then,” Sirius said.

He pulled away from him. Remus whined, but Sirius kissed his way down Remus’s back until his head was level with Remus’s arse. Remus gasped as he felt Sirius’s tongue just as James wrapped a hand around him.

“I guess you might as well try.”

[messers-moony]

Moony Wants, Moony Gets | R.L

Paring: Young!Remus Lupin X Slytherin!Fem!Reader

Summary: Moony has a natural wanting for his mate making his possessiveness visible the closer it gets to the full moon. 

He was always jealous. Blame it on the wolf in him, if you will, but Remus Lupin was highly possessive. Especially over what’s his - maybe not even what’s his but what he wants. She was gorgeous and his perfect mate—long tuffs of h/c hair and gleaming e/c eyes that glittered in the limelight. There was one problem with her, though—one major flaw in her mess of perfection. 

Y/n L/n, cunning, ambitious, resourceful, and charismatic. 

That was the problem. Y/n was a Slytherin, and Remus was a half-blood Gryffindor. To make matters worse, her closest friend was Regulus Black - Sirius Blacks brother. Remus’ best friend's brother. But Remus couldn’t help it. Her voice was like a siren's call, and her beauty was a rival to Aphrodite, but she had the wisdom of Athena. Y/n was a perfect balance of everything. 

Closer to the full moon, his possessiveness became more of a problem. Sirius was noticing the low growl that would erupt from Remus whenever someone stepped close to Y/n. James saw the lingering glares left on any male within a six feet distance of her. Even Peter observed his green eyes turn a shade darker as if someone mixed black paint into his usually bright eyes. 

Y/n sat at the Slytherin table, a cup of coffee beside her as she spoke intently with Regulus. Meanwhile, a Gryffindor across the Great Hall was glaring daggers at the younger Black brother's head. Sirius nudged him, grabbing his attention. 

“Mate, you’re growling again.” Sirius whispered, and Remus’ cheeks turned pink, “Am not.”

James gave an unconvincing grin, “Mhm, totally.”

“I was not growling.”

“I think you were.” James replied, “Definitely was.” Sirius added. 

Remus sighed, pushing his plate away to lay his head on the table, “What’s got Moony all wound up?” James queried, Remus, deadpanned looking at the laughing girl across the room. 

“I think I know.” Sirius simpered, “Do you now? Don’t be a tosser.” James stated teasingly. 

“Turn around. Slytherin, talking with Reggie.” 

He turned and looked back at Remus with his jaw dropped, “No- fucking- way.”

“What?”

“She’s the captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team, you tosser!” 

“Oh…”

James snorted, “Yeah, oh.”

“Looks like Moony found his mate.” Sirius winked, and Remus groaned, “Shut up about it, will you?”

“Never.” 

It felt weird. James wouldn’t shut up about how brilliant Y/n was, how the Slytherin’s Quidditch team was able to make plays that no one else would’ve even thought about. Sirius wouldn’t stop offering to talk to Regulus to see if maybe he had any intel on her. Strangely enough, Peter was silent but had a guilty look on his face. Guilty sufficient for Remus to comment. 

“Why do you look guilty, Wormtail?” Remus inquired, and Peter's cheeks flushed pink, “She- Y/n isn’t- um….” 

“What do you know that we don’t, Peter?” Sirius queried, his voice harsh, “She isn’t what you think. That’s all I’m saying.” Peter stammered out nervously. 

James tilted his head at the blue-eyed boy, “And you know this how?” 

“She’s my ex-girlfriend.”

“Woah! Hold on a second!” Sirius exclaimed in shock, “When did this happen?!”

“Back in fourth year.” Peter informed, “She seemed nice enough until you start to get serious with her. Y/n’s sharp-tongued and extremely ill-tempered.” 

Sirius sniggered, “Sounds like Moony.”

“Oi!”

“Sorry!”

“So, what does this mean for Remus?” James questioned further, “It doesn’t mean anything. Just be careful. I don’t care if you date her. Means nothing to me.” Peter replied, putting his hands up in innocent. 

Remus stared at Peter with curiosity swirling. How much did he truly know about Y/n? How did he manage to date her? Nonetheless, it didn’t mean anything to Remus because Moony wanted her. What Moony wants is what Moony gets. Later that evening, after prefect patrol, he padded into the library to dismiss any working students. But there were only two students inside. They sat in a secluded corner of the library. Regulus Black and Y/n L/n. 

Was it envy? Was it jealousy? He didn’t have time to ponder. Y/n had her head laid on Regulus’ shoulder and both her arms wrapped around his one arm. Regulus had leaned his head on top of hers, wavy black hair intertwined with her h/c hair. Both their eyes were closed, apparent they were asleep—potion and Transfiguration books placed on top of the wooden table along with an open sketchbook. 

What was he supposed to do in this situation? Wake them up? If it was just Y/n, perhaps he could’ve, but Regulus was with her, and Regulus wasn’t too fond of Remus for being friends with his older brother. Madam Pince had already left for the night, either choosing not to disturb them or didn’t notice them. Remus saw the inkpot beside the Potions book, almost empty. It was Y/n’s inkpot because the ink wasn’t black. It was a deep grape color. 

Remus sighed and grabbed the ink from his bag, charming it the same color. Discretely he took hers and swapped it out with his. Leaving a piece of parchment on top. Remus left the library without another word. Waking them up was a risk he’d rather not take. But now, he laid in his bed wondering how she’d feel about the new ink on the table. 

The sun began to rise, and Y/n’s body felt stiff. Carefully she began to stir awake after noticing a body beside her. Opening her eyes, everything seemed blurry, but after blinking a few times, she recognized the library books and the person's scent beside her. Regulus, her best friend. Y/n yawned and pulled away from him, about to begin packing their belongings, but she noticed a piece of parchment that lay on top of her ink. 

“Noticed you were out. You can have mine.“ 

Y/n hummed appreciatively. She didn’t know who gave her their ink, but she was eternally grateful for them saving her a trip to Hogsmeade. Y/n poked at Regulus’ right side, and he eventually stirred awake. His curls disheveled and his body just as stiff as she was. Regulus opened his eyes and met her e/c ones. 

“Did we fall asleep?” He groaned, and Y/n scoffed, “What do you think, dingus?”

“No need to be mean this early in the morning, Merlin.” 

“Someone saw us last night, though.” Y/n stated, and Regulus noticeably jumped, “Who?”

She shrugged, “Not sure, but they left me a new pot of ink.”

“Lucky you.”

“Lucky me.”

Both best friends cleared their table. Y/n put her Potions books away, and Regulus put his Transfiguration books away. Y/n stared at the writing on the parchment she had received earlier that day. The handwriting was almost unrecognizable. It was messy and sprawled. Whoever this was did not have good handwriting or was in a rush. But the day carried on. In Potions, Y/n sat in the front while the Marauders sat in the back. Remus stared holes in the back of Y/n’s head. 

“She’s gonna notice if you keep staring at her like that.” Sirius muttered. 

Remus sighed and continued to write his notes. If he tried hard enough, he could make out her elegant purple ink from here. It always baffled him why she chose purple over traditional black - suppose it wasn’t really any of his business, but he couldn’t help but wonder. The familiar sketchbook sat on top of the desk as well; he could see doodles in the same deep purple color. Occasionally Regulus - who sat beside her - would nudge her to pay attention, gaining an annoyed groan. 

Potions class always smelt weird. It was a mixture of glue, seaweed, and salt. It was also constantly humid. It brought shivers down Remus’ spine. He noticed it doing the same to the Slytherin girl at the front. Remus craved nothing more than to wrap his robe around her, but he was too late. Regulus was already doing the action, which earned him one of her jaw-dropping smiles. Unconsciously he began growling again. This time, James smacked his arm. 

“Mate!” 

“Sorry…” 

Dinner was even worse. Y/n had yet to remove Regulus’ robes leaving him in a button-down white shirt and the usual uniform. Sirius was surprised at his younger brother's chivalry but didn’t speak much. The full moon was that night, and as dinner progressed, Remus only gained more possessive. James and Sirius gave up on trying to scold him. It was apparent Moony wanted - no - needed her. Slytherin captain be damned, Y/n was going to be Moonys. 

A dry winter night. As usual, Remus walked to the Whomping Willow with his three friends following him. Tonight was normal in the sense of his friends turning into their animagus,’ but the odd thing was letting him out of the shack. The werewolf and the dog ran around the forest together. The rat and stag lagging behind, allowing the two animals to play together. But a stick-breaking brought the attention of the werewolves to the new person. 

He could smell them. Hear their blood running through their veins. Their heart pounding at a standard rate. The dogs barking could be heard, trying to distract the werewolf. The scent was female, and she wasn’t scared. Instead, the girl approached with confidence sticking out her hand to the wolf. Padfoot barked loudly. Prongs backed down, looking nervous. Wormtail squeaked loudly. But she came with confidence and assurance. 

Moony growled, “Shh, shh, it’s okay.” She cooed, “You’re safe with me.”

The h/c haired girl knelt on the grass, “No need to be scared, I’m not going to hurt you.”

Moony hesitantly put his snout in the girl's palm, making her grin. His fur was soft to the touch, and his eyes turned soft. Her smile was beautiful, and Moony nuzzled his hand into her soft palm. She chuckled and patted him more. Padfoot barked excitedly and ran to her, but the werewolf started to bare his teeth again. 

“Hey, it’s okay. I’m yours.” 

The wolf seemed to calm down at her words allowing Padfoot to approach her. Smiling brightly, she pet both animals, “It’s okay, love.”

“My name’s Y/n. I didn’t know that there was a werewolf here.” Y/n greeted as Moony curled up beside her, his head on her thigh, Padfoot doing the same on the other side.

She caught sight of the other two animals and whistled for their attention, “C’mere.”

Prongs and Wormtail approached nervously, but Moony gave no sense of protectiveness. Y/n’s words resonated in his head over and over again, “I’m yours.” The wolf fell asleep beside her, Padfoot doing the same. Prongs approached, and Y/n patted the top of his head. Wormtail sat in front of her knee. They seemed at peace. It was the first time Moony ever felt at ease. They’d be lying if it didn’t make them happy. 

Y/n stayed up all night with the animals. Despite the animals not knowing, Y/n knew that the stag, rat, and dog were animagus’. The werewolf was unknown to her. The following morning when the stag turning into James, rat into Peter, dog into Sirius. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to find out who the werewolf was. When he turned back into a human with his clothes tattered. Y/n continued to run her fingers through his hair as he slept. 

“Morning, Marauders,” Y/n commented. 

“You’re- you-“ James stuttered.

She laughed, “Apparently, your moony really likes me.”

“Would you mind petting me again?” Sirius teased, “Maybe.” Y/n retorted, winking. 

Sirius laid down on her other thigh that Remus wasn’t laying on, smiling; she ran her fingers through their hair, “You’re a godsend, lemme tell you.”

James and Peter sat in front of Y/n, “What made you want to take a walk in the forbidden forest last night?”

“Just wanted some air.” Y/n answered. 

Remus groaned and began pushing his head onto Y/n’s hand, “Morning, Remus.”

The Marauders and Y/n had never seen him jump up that fast, “What- you- I- uh-“

“Didn’t know you were a werewolf.”

“I- uh…”

“Sirius, for the love of God, get off her lap.” James interject, slapping the boy on the head playfully, “But it feels so good.” Sirius drawled. 

James grabbed his arm and pulled him onto the grass. In the process, Sirius got a mouthful of dirt and grass, “You wanker.”

“Did I- erm- hurt you?” Remus questioned shyly, “Nope, I'm completely unscathed.” Y/n smiled reassuringly. 

Remus turned to his friends, “Nope! Y/n saved us all.”

“Are you hurt?” Y/n inquired to Remus, who took a quick look at himself, “I- I don’t believe so….”

Sirius blew a raspberry, “Thank Merlin! Dragging you to the hospital wing is bloody exhausting.”

Silence filled the forest until Sirius smirked, “You know, mate when you were talking about Moony wanting her. I thought you were joking. Turns out you weren’t.”

“Oi!”

“Oh, Merlin…”

Y/n chuckled, “Well, Moony is rather cute if I’m honest.”

Remus’ cheeks blasted with pink, and Sirius laughed. James shook his head with a big grin, and Peter looked amused with Y/n’s confession. Without hesitation, Y/n leaned over to kiss Remus’ cheek, making him hide his face flustered. She stood up and ruffled Sirius’ hand, gently rubbing her nails across his scalp, making Sirius try to lean into her palm. They all stared at her except for Remus, who was equally embarrassed and flustered. 

“If you’re looking for a fifth Marauder, I know the Slytherin common room password.” Y/n winked as she walked to the castle. 

[jimblejamblewritings]

yes, i’m a squib | part 9.

Summary: Y/N Black has always been a squib, to the dismay of her pureblood family. Cast out to the orphanage at a young age, she thought that was her life. Until her relative Sirius Black breaks out of Azkaban. Suddenly a letter to Hogwarts in thrusted into her hand and Y/N becomes a true part of the magical Wizarding World.

Warnings for the Series: violence, death, light smut, angst, fluff

Pairing: harry potter x black!reader, cedric diggory x black!reader

Word Count: 3.3k

Previous Part | (Series Masterlist)

“Don’t kill him. You’ll go to Azkaban for a real crime this time.”

That made Sirius pause. He returned the wand to Remus, keeping a tight grip on Peter. Not heeding Sirius’ advice, Pettigrew began sputtering thanks to Harry. The boy shook his head.

“We aren’t letting you go. You should take his place, go to Azkaban for what you did to my parents. Let the Ministry and the dementors decide what to do with you.”

Your dad chuckled, gravelly with all sweetness missing. “You are Lily Evans’ son alright… try transforming back into a rat before we hand you over, Wormtail, and I’ll kill you. Forget Harry’s kindness.”

The man swallowed hard and nodded. Lupin performed spells to tie up Peter and Snape before mending Ron’s leg to the best of his ability. Your father apologized to Ron, insisting that he was aiming for the rat. Ron tried to brush it off like it was nothing— more for your sake than anything really. You all made your way back up the tunnel. Lupin held on to Peter, Ron leaned on Harry for support. Hermione carried Crookshanks back and occasionally checked behind her to make sure the floating Professor Snape who was still knocked out was in fact behind you all. You and Sirius led the pack, your father wrapping an arm around your shoulder. Lupin called out to his friend who turned his head to look.

“When we turn him in this means you’re free.”

Sirius sighed. “Freedom, haven’t felt that idea be possible in a long time… what’s the first thing you want to do, Poppet?”

“Will you sign my permission slip for Hogsmeade? Uncle Remus keeps busting me and making me pay in candy.”

The gravelly laugh erupted from Sirius. “Absolutely! And then?”

“Teach you to be nice to Kreacher.”

“He’s still alive?”

“Yes and a very nice house-elf.”

Sirius rolled his eyes. “I will very very reluctantly learn to be nice to our devil of a house-elf for Poppet’s sake.”

“Good, one more thing.”

“Don’t tell me you want me to make nice with Bellatrix. I’ll hex her the next time I run into my brat of a cousin. Almost bit her when escaping my cell just for good measure.”

“I want to go home.”

That small statement made Sirius pause just at the opening of the tunnel. He turned to look at you completely. He nodded his head minutely and the faintest, most broken looking smile graced his face.

“Yeah, (Y/N), we can go home.” He turned to Harry. “You can come stay too, boy. Remus is in charge of (Y/N) if anything happens to me. I’m in charge of you for James and Lily— if your aunt and uncle let you. They have real guardianship.”

“They might say no just to spite me but I’ll ask!” Harry said, enthusiastically.

Even if the Durselys said no, he could always visit for a vacation. Anything was better than spending all his time with his aunt and uncle. You all made your way out, avoiding stepping too harshly and waking up the Whomping Willow tree. The march up to the castle began when everyone was safely out. Your father left your side to run to his friend.

“Remus, Remus, did you remember?”

The man shook his head. In the haste of finding Sirius when he realized that the four of you were still at Buckbeak’s execution, the man forgot to take the wolfsbane potion. Remus shook his head and his whole body began to shake violently. His eyes went to black.

“Children, run!” Sirius yelled at all of you. “Run— Now!”

You, Harry, Ron, and Hermione headed back towards the castle. Lupin, now a fully transformed werewolf, casted Sirius aside and began to follow the easy targets that you were. Sirius transformed into his Animagus form. Pettigrew used the chaos to his advantage, transforming into a rat and fleeing.

Ron led the way as he darted into the woods. The forest provided some form of shelter but had split the four of you up. You and Ron had been separated from Harry and Hermione. The two of you darted behind a tree, holding your breath, as you watched the werewolf slink past you.

A cawing noise garnered his attention. Ron grabbed your arm and ushered you in the opposite direction. The two of you continued your hushed run until you saw the stones of the castle. Ducking behind the stone ledge, you two waited impatiently for Hermione and Harry. You got more worried by the minute when you didn’t see them or Sirius or Snape. Ron hissed and grabbed at his leg.

“Ron!” you gasped.

The stitches that Lupin had given had busted open again from the running. With the adrenaline gone, Ron realized how much pain he was in— he began to think that his leg might be broken. You stood back up briefly to check on the outside, breathing in relief when you saw Snape appearing with three stretchers floating behind him, one with chains wrapped tightly around it. You ran to him.

“Professor, Ron is hurt!”

Without missing a beat, a stretcher was conjured up for Ron and you followed Snape as he led everyone to the infirmary. Madame Pomfrey jumped at the sight, alerting Dumbledore to be down at the infirmary right away. You stayed in the infirmary all night. They had taken your dad, much to your protest.

Harry groaned when he woke up. He wiggled his toes only for them to hit something that wasn’t the edge of the hospital bed. His eyes opened to see you sitting cross-legged with your eyes closed at the edge of his bed. You were resting your chin on your hand and he was positive he could see you drooling. Laughing, Harry sat up and shook you from your nap.

“Oh, good, you’re up. Madame Pomfrey!”

The nurse came out immediately to see the entire Golden Quartet now awake. She checked on Ron and Hermione first before moving to Harry. You looked at the newspaper tucked under her arm to see your father’s mugshot plastered all over it once again. You grabbed the paper and read the front page.

“Where is he?” you asked frantically.

“Don’t worry, Ms. Black. They’ve caught him. He’s getting the Kiss now, the dementors are preparing upstairs. You are all safe now.”

“WHAT?!”

You, Harry, and Hermione ran before Madame Pomfrey could catch any one of you. You didn’t get very far, running into Dumbledore right outside. He held a hand up to silence the unintelligible protests coming from the three of you. Harry was given the floor to speak, Hermione filling in all the little details.  

“Professor Snape has already reported to the Minister. He even reports that Black confunded you all.”

“He was knocked out! He doesn’t know,” you tried to reason.

Dumbledore looked at you. “Professor Snap—”

“Is ly—”

“Let me finish. Professor Snape is sure in what he saw. I cannot convince these men of otherwise.”

“Do you believe us?”

Dumbledore nodded. “What we need is more time. More time and they could see the truth. I’ll see what I can do. More time.”

You all looked as Dumbledore walked off— he seemed to be in no rush to you. You gritted your teeth in irritation.

“More time? We don’t have more time! Saying it three times doesn’t suddenly give us more.”

Hermione made a noise that you had never heard her make before. “Of course, how could I be so daft?”

She pulled out a golden necklace with an hourglass in it. Speaking faster than she ever had in her life, Hermione explained how she had been using the time-turner that McGonagall gave her to attend all of her classes. The three of you ran back into the infirmary to avoid anyone— that was one of the rules that Hermione explained, you can’t be seen using it. Madame Pomfrey had gone back to her office. Hermione looked over at Ron. His leg was still injured even with Madame Pomfrey’s healing.

“I’ll stay with him,” you offered.

“Are you sure?”

“How helpful am I with no magic? Just make sure Snape is woken up to see Pettigrew… and try to get everyone safely away from Professor Lupin.”

The other two nodded and you sat with Ron. He began to ask questions and you simply distracted him until Harry and Hermione disappeared. Ron was adamantly shaking his head. He went wide-eyed and pointed right behind you.

“How did you two— you were just there.”

The three of you laughed while you poked Ron’s good leg. “Don’t be ridiculous, Ron, how can they be in two places at once?”

Ron agreed but was left very confused. Dumbledore called you outside where he was standing with Snape and your father was still knocked out on the stretcher.

“Severus has told me of what has transpired last night,” Dumbledore said. “With Pettigrew no longer here, Sirius is not innocent immediately. I will write to Fudge but he can’t be seen here for someone else to find, Ms. Black. He will have to be taken to a holding jail on campus.”

With the final day of school officially here, every student that hadn’t gotten permission to leave early was spending their freedom at Hogsmeade before catching the Hogwarts Express that afternoon. Ron was finally let out of the hospital but no one felt like going to Hogsmeade. You were all sitting outside on the steps of Hagrid’s hut. Hagrid was excited, probably more excited than everyone.

Apparently, Buckbeak had escaped before his execution and the Minister agreed with Dumbledore that it was too much of a hassle to chase down a hippogriff for such a small offense. Lupin came strolling over, for the first time in a nice suit rather than his frayed clothing.

“Are you ready?” he asked.

You stood up and brushed out your dress. You and Lupin were going to testify on your father’s behalf— Snape was already at the Ministry with Dumbledore. There wasn’t a confirmation of trial but they agreed to let Dumbledore bring Sirius Black to the Ministry of Magic. You were told to be in the best clothes you owned. Harry, Ron, and Hermione wished you luck and gave you the final goodbye wave of the school year.  

The Ministry of Magic was an intimidating place. It only seemed to get larger as you made your way to the room where your father was. You were sure the whole Ministry was there when you entered the room. The Wizard Council and every single Magical Enforcement Squad member. At the head were Cornelius Fudge and Barty Crouch Sr— who had long been demoted to the Department of International Magical Cooperation but had to be here to see Sirius Black. Cornelius looked down at your father who was dressed in decent clothes thanks to Dumbledore.

“Mr. Black, you acknowledge that you have come to the Ministry of Magic willingly,” Fudge said.

“Yes.”

“Willingly coming must be considered, ladies and gentlemen. Mr. Black, you may choose. Azkaban or the Dementor’s Kiss.”

“What?” you yelled. “That’s not fair.”

Lupin held your struggling form back— you cursed the man for his surprising strength because he certainly didn’t look it. The wizards and witches on the council watched uncomfortably as you thrashed about in the man’s arms. Dumbledore and even Snape began to calmly advocate for Sirius, telling Fudge that only an innocent man would walk themselves into the Ministry with such serious charges against him. Wands were drawn suddenly when they noticed that Sirius had gotten up— no one saw that Dumbledore had unlocked him— and strolled over to you. Lupin only let go because Sirius was in front of him. Sirius hugged you tightly, stroking your hair gently.

“It’s okay, (Y/N). I said this could happen, told you not to come looking for your old man, Poppet. It’s alright.”

“No!” you yelled and broke out of his grip and faced the entire council. You pointed at Barty Crouch.  

“It’s not fair because you never gave him a trial! You said it wasn’t worth your time. My father didn’t kill anyone, he didn’t do it. I’ll do anything, I’ll take Veritaserum.”

“Ms. Black,” Barty Crouch started— highly offended that you dared to call him out. “Powerful wizards can go against the effects. A potion so unreliable has never been used in a trial.”

“I’ll take it, not him.”

“If he has confunded you? Of course, you would believe you were telling your truth. Your father seems to have gotten to you somehow.”

“No! If not that then something else. I-I’ll-I’ll accept the Cruciatus Curse to prove it.”

“(Y/N)!” Sirius and Remus yelled.  

“NO! It’s not fair! You shouldn’t die. Dad should have a fair trial, PLEASE!”

Your voice rose unnaturally high and the tears streamed down your face, your nose starting to run. Snape used the moment to his advantage. He turned to the head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement— Amelia Bones.

“Surely, you know that isn’t how the law works, Councilwoman Bones. You can’t let the Minister bypass the law. Word will get around. And you’ve stressed the poor girl out, she offered to be tortured.”

Amelia cleared her throat, uncomfortable at the thought of an Unforgivable Curse being used on someone as young as fourteen and not to mention innocent. You bit down on your hand to stop your sobbing noises from getting too loud. The room went silent as they waited for the Department Head to speak.

“Mr. Black wasn’t given a trial once, we will not break the law again. Someone please clean up the girl and we will proceed.”

The trial went on longer than you imagined. Memories were pulled from you, Sirius, Lupin, Dumbledore, and Snape— Lupin hanging his head in shame as his werewolf affliction became known to everyone. You were given Veritaserum. Barty Crouch protested to both stating that they were known to be unreliable because the brain alters memories sometimes. Told to state your proof of Sirius’ innocence and what you witnessed.

And when all five of you did the process once, you did it again in a different order. And then once more with the others out of the room so the council could ask questions. You didn’t realize how much you were shaking until you were the last person left and every adult that you trusted was no longer in the room. Amelia Bones calling your name made you turn your head from the door that Dumbledore just closed to all the Ministry workers in front of you.

“Ms. Black, Remus Lupin in his memory shows you two having a conversation about Mr. Black. You maintained the entire time that Mr. Black was innocent even when his best friend potentially suspected him. When was this?”

“Fall, after Halloween.”

“Can you give us a more specific time?”

“No,” your voice shook. “After Halloween, before Christmas.”

“Early December or November?”

“I’m not sure, I don’t k—”

“Relax, sweetheart,” Amelia tried to comfort. “You are not in trouble. We are merely trying to figure out all the information.”

You nodded and relaxed the fist that had been gripping the bottom of your dress till you were sure that your knuckles would split open from the pressure. Amelia smiled and took a deep breath with you. She requested that all members of the Ministry— including Minister Fudge— direct their questions to her and she would be the only one to communicate with you.

“Alright, let’s try again. Do you remember when you talked to Remus Lupin about Mr. Black’s innocence?”

“After Halloween, before Christmas… November! Professor Snape took points from Gryffindor and assigned a very long essay on werewolves so I went to Professor Lupin when I… figured out that he was one.”

“You’re sure it is November?”

“Yes. Professor Snape was only substituting because Uncle Remus was gone and the full moon lasted longer than normal. Another one didn’t occur until December. I know because I had to keep track to become an Animagus correctly.”

“Uncle Remus, yes, let’s talk about that. You found out Remus was your godfather. Did you always know?”

“No, I didn’t.”

“But he did?”

“Yes.”

“And you found out before or after your first contact with Mr. Black.”

“After.”

“In any of your letters did Mr. Black try to convince you he was innocent?”

“He didn’t have to.”

“But did he?”

“Not— not directly. He mentioned he should’ve stayed strong to try and clear his name but never anything else.”

Amelia nodded before scribbling something with a quill. You began to mess with your dress again, fearing that you said the wrong thing. The others were called back into the room. You wouldn’t look at your dad— not if you were the reason for his conviction. You wouldn’t look up when Amelia began the raising of the hands to see if they thought Sirius was guilty or innocent. You only looked when you heard a sigh followed by a thud. Your father was crying.

“The Ministry extends their sincerest apology for your false conviction. Congratulations, from this day on you are now a free man, Mr. Black,” Amelia Bones said. “We’ll leave you to collect yourself while your papers are filed— you do in fact have to register being an Animagus, Mr. Black.”

The members of the Ministry exited the room until it was just you, Remus, and Sirius left— Dumbledore and Snape had exited with the rest of the members. Sirius stood up and you finally left the chair to give him a hug. The two of you rocked back and forth before letting go. Sirius wiped at his tears with his sleeve.

“Let’s go home. That sound good, Poppet?”

You nodded so hard you were sure that your head might roll off of your neck.

“Are you coming, Moony?”

“I’ll visit soon. I suspect with the trial details coming out, I should be on the lookout for a new job.”

“You’re not going to keep teaching? You’re literally the best Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Uncle Remus.”

He chuckled. “I am the only one you’ve ever had. It isn’t safe to be around children, parents will say that. After my incident, I agree. Maybe in the future but I should leave for a year or two. I’ll visit you two when you’ve settled in.”

Remus and Sirius hugged before you all went your separate ways. Naturally, Sirius took his new found freedom to apparate you two back to Grimmauld Place. He wanted nothing to do with his old house— he wasn’t even sure if it was still there. It was too close to James and Lily, was the spot where Alicia died, was the place he made the worst decision of entrusting Wormtail. Grimmauld Place, no matter how hard Kreacher tried, was a dusty and rundown place. The minute you landed inside, the large portrait of Walburga Black began to yell. You and Sirius both covered your ears until he had it.

“Mother, shut up!”

Kreacher came running down the hall. He was very pleased to see you and not so excited to see Sirius. Both Kreacher and Sirius were told to be cordial to each other. Sirius pointed to the little elf.

“Nice sweater,” he said awkwardly as if trying to be sincere.

“Thank you, Mistress (Y/N) gave it to me.”

“Doesn’t that mean you’re free? You don’t want to leave?”

“Kreacher wants to stay.”

“Of course he does,” Sirius muttered under his breath. “Well, can you figure out a way to shut mother up… please.”

You complimented your father on his rough attempt at being nice. With Kreacher’s help, the place was cleaned up in time for dinner. The dinner table— mainly its inhabitants— seemed out of place. A man with an emaciated frame, a girl no longer in trial clothes but a large hoodie, and a house-elf in a sweater.

(Part 10)...

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You’re quite right about the way people misconstrue anxiety, but Peter isn’t portrayed as inherently evil. He is a coward though. Fear drives him. It is both the source of his anxiety and the lack of it is the basis of his loyalty to his friends at school. They made him feel safe, until he wasn’t.

And Peter’s fear was not entirely unfounded. He watched so many of his friends and fellow Order members die in the first war. Turning to Voldemort was an attempt at self-preservation. Choosing his own survival is not evil. It may be interpreted as selfish, but evil is a stretch.

Peter used his knowledge of the Potter’s hiding place as collateral to save his life. It was not malicious, or in some sort of revenge. Peter was desperate to stay alive, nothing more. He isn’t a Voldemort fan-boy, back then or later on. Peter wants protection. He wants to feel safe.

His motives are not a secret either. In the Goblet of Fire, Voldemort doesn’t treat Peter like a valued Death Eater, despite all that he’s done to bring Voldemort back and how valuable his information was in the first war. He snidely calls him Wormtail instead of his name to taunt him in front of the others in the graveyard. This has the dual effect of reminding Peter of his betrayal and showing how little respect Voldemort has for him. He also dismisses him with little consideration once his loyal followers return.

Think about it. Peter spent over a decade playing a domesticated rat rather than take responsibility for what he’d done to his friends. He doesn’t go looking for the Death Eaters or try to revive Voldemort. He was safe, and that was all he cared about. It wasn’t until Sirius tried to attack him that he bolts. In the shack, Peter begs and pleads for his life, cowers behind Harry, and steals a wand rather than face Remus and Sirius. He is riddled with guilt and when ordered to kill Harry later on, Peter can’t. He hesitated and was killed for his reluctance.

These are not the actions of a truly evil character or an anxious, but morally good character. Instead, Peter is a bit more complicated than that. He is James’s foil, his distorted mirror. Peter’s betrayal and cowardice serve to highlight James’s loyalty and bravery. Everything James is, Peter will never be, and he knows that.

It’s canon accurate to characterise Peter as selfish, cowardly, and mean, but it’s also accurate to show him as anxious, fearful, and an opportunist. Without the tragic, traumatic circumstances of the first war, there’s no reason to believe Peter would have betrayed his friends. Fear is a powerful motivator, and so is guilt.

One of my biggest issues in harry potter/marauders era

Peter pettigrew is depicted as this squirming, anxiety ridden guy, in the main books, as well as many, if not most fanfics. And this, by itself is completely valid, but then you realize peter is actually fucking evil. And it bothers me to the core that these people associate anxiety/stress with being a coward, and being evil. As someone who isnt diagnosed, but 98% sure that i have severe anxiety, it feels so annoying seeing being anxious as a very bad thing. Now, obv anxiety is really difficult, it can cause you to not trust yourself/others, makes you overthink a mile a minute, and honestly make your life fucking miserable. That is not to say that it shouldnt be shown in a normal/good light. People are so quick to associate anxiety with being stupid, and not being able to think for yourself. We should have good representation of people with severy anxiety, imo

Im bad at being mad oops

This is not me defending peter hes still an asshole.

Thank you for coming to my ted talk

[slytherinsnekxvii]

let's talk about lily evans and the marauders, aka moony, wormtail, padfoot and prongs. given that i didn't use their actual names, i think you can figure out where this is going. it's also long as hell, so. canon vs fanon, marauder edition, except snek is sleep deprived.

now, before we begin, i don't dislike the marauders. or lily, tbh. if I'm being perfectly, genuinely honest, i still go back and forth sometimes but they've been growing on me for a while now. the canon versions, at least. fanon does them real dirty, and that's part of why i'm writing this, because i'm genuinely tired of it. it's an injustice.

you can at least make excuses for james and lily, who were so undeveloped that jkr practically dropped a fill-in-the-blank sheet of character information in our laps, but sirius, remus and peter were around long enough for y'all to get real acquainted with them.

in canon, sirius black is an unhinged mf. genuinely. this isn't to say he's a bad guy, in fact, we see that he's still capable of doing good things, still capable of love, still capable of all the things that prove he's actually not bad at heart, just,,, severely traumatised and very steeped in negativity from his time with the dementors. what i'm saying is that this man is absolutely, no questions asked, no holds barred demented, and how could he not be? the guy sat wrongfully imprisoned in azkaban for twelve years, a good portion of which he spent as a dog in order to protect himself from the dementors. he certainly wasn't completely insane, but you cannot tell me that he was all there. he got out of azkaban fuelled almost solely by the intent to get revenge on pettigrew, tried to commit murder in front of three witnesses who were also children—one of whom was his godson—ate rats and was also malnourished, which i'm certain did not help the situation any. this man is off his goddamn rocker, and you know what? you love to see it. good for him.

oh, but, snek, that's what he's like as an adult. what about when they were at school? before azkaban? my guy, the reaction he has to grimmauld place is not the reaction of someone without trauma. i don't believe that walburga and orion were the type to physically abuse their children, but whatever happened in that house helped to fuck him up enough that he skipped the joke of part of practical joke, and pranked snape by telling him how to meet a werewolf that he knew would be fully transformed and dangerous to humans. more than that, the werewolf was remus, whom he's friends with, and who—best case scenario—would be facing a trial if james hadn't stepped in. you can say that maybe he didn't think about or understand the gravitas of his actions, but at the end of it, that's not how properly sane people react to people they dislike, and that's not how they treat their friends. if anything, it reads like he was in the middle of a breakdown and absolutely losing his shit and he wasn't thinking at all.

my guy went through some serious shit, and was in no way completely mentally stable. we can see pretty clearly that he's got a serious dark side to him that probably would have gone unbridled had he not disagreed with his family, and yet, fanon took one look at him and went, "teehee, uwu bad boi go vroom."

fanon said padfoot is a pretty boy with nice hair who is tastefully traumatised from his horribly abusive household. sirius rides his motorcycle and plays jokes and flirts with anything that moves, but he can do no real wrong and always comes back to his soft, bookish, chocolate-loving boyfriend remus, who will laugh about his lycanthropy and quietly disapprove but secretly laugh at his friends' antics while hiding his smile in his cardigan.

respectfully, what in the absolute fuck.

i'd put that meme in here if i could, the one that's like, "well done, you've broken _______ down to its bare essentials," but no. i can't bc it doesn't even apply. this isn't a meme, it's theseus' fucking ship.

fanon broke it down, and replaced the pieces one by one until we got to this point, where we need to sit down and ask ourselves, "is this even the same character?"

the answer is no, by the way. it isn't. when people talk about woobifying characters—you know, taking away every flaw they have, romanticising everything they do and making them only capable of doing good, wonderful, lovely things?—this is what we mean.

and it'd be one thing if it was just the one character, but, no. fanon went all in and made them all squeaky clean and boring, especially peter, who draws the shortest of the straws.

remus got fucked, too. not just because fanon insists on sticking him into a relationship with sirius. which, we'll tackle wolfstar in a bit, but that's not even the worst of it. here, we have yet another example of blatant, rampant woobifying. again, is he a bad person? no. we know he's a good guy, we know he's generally kind and well-mannered, we know that he wants to fo the right thing but hey, fun fact. did you know that you can be nice and a coward? did you know that you can be benevolent and good and kindly and have the greatest of intentions and still be shady as fuck? no? ask dumbledore. the man played people like chess pieces when he needed to, and he was a twinkly grandpa. these are things that can coexist.

teenage remus is a coward who, understandably, does not stand up to his friends, likely for fear of being ostracised, and doesn't uphold his prefect duties as he should and takes part in their bullying of snape as a result. he lets them romp with him in werewolf form while they are in their animagus forms and then, he lets them continue to do so even after they have multiple close calls, which, again, had anything happened, would have resulted in a trial in the best case scenario.

grownup remus is still a coward, he tells no one that sirius can move about the school in his animagus form despite wholeheartedly believing that he's a mass murderer, he tries to run out on his wife and unborn kid. he isn't deliberately making attempts to harm anyone, but he's content to sit back and let things happen to him and around him so he doesn't rock the boat, although he is capable of action, which we see when he is more than willing to help sirius merk pettigrew in the shack. he can be careless, he runs out to the shack knowing he hasn't taken his wolfsbane and ends up transforming in front of the students he, as a teacher, is meant to be protecting. of course, this doesn't negate his good qualities, it just bears repeating that his flaws do exist, and they're pretty serious.

fanon moony is always pleasant and kind and soft-spoken and bookish, and he always has to have his chocolate. he knows when to tell off his friends, and he'll do it, even if he's secretly amused by everything they do and laughs about it with his best friend, lily evans, who coincidentally spends all her time with them so he and sirius can go on double dates with james and lily and no one has to remember peter exists.

why. theseus' ship 2.0. does the actual character still exist or is this something entirely different thing bearing the same name?

as for peter, who needs peter pettigrew, the actual, legitimate, fourth marauder when you have lily evans? canon pettigrew is opportunistic as fuck. he's latching himself to the biggest bad on the block and he's going all in. for teenage peter, that was james and sirius, and for adult peter, that's voldemort. canon peter is good enough at transfiguration to master the animagus transformation, just like his friends, and he's good enough at potions to brew the potion that gives voldemort a body. and honestly, you can't say he wasn't brave. he could've run off somewhere and died, or changed his identity or something after he faked his death and framed sirius, but, no. he goes and resurrects voldemort. that's fucked up, yeah, but it happened and honestly, i respect that it. he stuck to his guns.

fanon wormtail is lucky if he exists beyond being a spineless sycophant for james and sirius, or an evil conniving little rat who's looking to toss his entire friend group to the wolves at eleven.

of course, this isn't meant to negate his bad qualities, he still murdered people and framed sirius and sold out the potters to die, but his good characteristics do exist, and james, sirius and remus genuinely were his friends.

and now, we get to lily and james.

we have hardly any information on either of them. they're a pair of cardboard cutouts that we can paint and stick flyers to and colour outside the lines however we want. we can do whatever the fuck, as long lily is brave and smart and somewhat kind and james is brave and willing to die for his family. we were essentially handed a pair of ocs.

and yet.

what little bits of canon we have are thrown out of the window regardless.

james is privileged and rich, and he throws hexes for fun. he's willing to hex lily when she disagrees with him, and then, he goes behind her back to continue hexing snape after she believes that he's stopped doing so. and that's all we know about him until he dies for his family at twenty-one years old. once again, say it with me: this does not negate his good qualities. he definitely had them, he took sirius in when sirius ran away from home, he became an animagus to keep remus company as a wolf, and he saved snape in the shack, thereby saving remus and sirius by extension. him having flaws does not make him a bad person.

fanon prongs is a feminist. he fights for equal rights for women everywhere, and he constantly treats his girlfriend, lily, like an absolute queen. he's the hottest boy in school and everyone claps when he walks through the halls. mcgonagall and dumbledore are always patting him on the back and making jokes with him. he has a built-in dark detector that helps him sense when someone is a evil and needs to he punished.

give me a break. the dude's cool and all, but was the gary stu treatment necessary?

...oh, he needed to match fanon lily? right, right.

canon lily is a contradiction unto herself. she's supposedly a great friend, but since we see her at a point where they were already drifting apart, we see her putting little effort into keeping their friendship afloat. she victim blames based on rumours, she doesn't seem to care over much about what snape has to say about the people who have been tormenting him since day one. and she's justified, of course, she doesn't have to stick around. canon lily is a bit of hypocrite, she says that snape calls everyone of her birth mudblood, but then that begs the question why she still hangs around with him if that's the case. he calls her mudblood, she retaliates by calling him snivellus, and finishes up with a dig about his underwear, which, sure, it's kicking a man with a rusty spoon and pouring salt in the wound, but she's, again, justified. i get where she was coming from. and then, of course, she dies for her kid after marrying the guy who relentlessly bullied her quote-unquote best friend for their entire school careers. but, like i said, canon lily is, in many ways, a contradiction.

lily is basically a plot device. she pushes everyone's narrative but her own, and does little else.

of course, this trend would continue in fanon. fanon lily exists to be the perfect girl who gets really angry over the slightest injustice, and of course, she gets to be one half of one of the oldest enemies-to-lovers "it was just sexual tension" cliche pairings in the book. she's just,,, a mary sue. in so many fics, so many headcanons, she's just pettigrew's stand-in, a girl to form a gang with marlene, mary and dorcas—who happen to be more undeveloped ocs who also get the woobify mary sue treatment—to parallel the marauders. there is nothing compelling about her character when she's presented as a saint, and even less when she's supposedly the other moral compass for the marauders that doesn't actually work because she thinks that james is cute.

and this brings me to the next topic. jily. what, why, how. this was supposed to be a healthy, happy relationship that would have lasted in the long run? absolutely not. even for its time, i can't say that i see it lasting.

first of all, jkr presents james' crush on lily as just that: a crush. a mildly obsessive one, but a crush nonetheless, which she tries to liken to the pulling of pigtails. and then, we see that james' way of getting her to go out with him consists of blackmail, and when that doesn't work, he resorts to threatening her. this could have been set aside if he had actually, genuinely changed when they started spending more time together, but as we're told by sirius and remus, he didn't. he just got better at hiding what he was up to. and it has to be that he hid it, because if she knew, this further damages the character that she's set up to have and paints her out to be either unable to stand up to him or an enabler.

regardless, they get married. and while i have trouble believing that it was out of genuine love, there are scenarios that could make some semblance of sense. it's wartime, after all, and maybe lily is worried about her stability in the wizarding world, so why not marry into an established family whose son is already showing interest? or perhaps, she falls into the trap of every bad boy cliche ever, and she thinks to herself, well, i got him to be better then, maybe i can get him to do even better in the future. or maybe, she doesn't get into a relationship with him immediately and sees him on and off, until eventually, she accidentally gets pregnant and they scramble to have a shotgun wedding so as not to leave lily alone at nineteen with a baby. or maybe they marry each other because they're there and sure, neither of then is ready and they don't know what love even is but what else is there to do when there's a dark lord about? anyways, the point is, they get married.

and then what? if we count pottermore into canon, he goes on to further damage her relationship with petunia and vernon, to the point where she ends up crying. if we don't, she fades into the background enough that nobody has anything to say about her. she's harry's mum, she's james' wife, lily potter, she was kind and smart and brave and that's it. her agency is gone, anything else we have of her personality is gone.

jily just,,, wasn't built to last. and, yeah, this,,, this is a hill i'll die on.

same with wolfstar, honestly. there are so many reasons why it wouldn't work, but fanon has made it so fucking prevalent that it's literally everywhere no matter where you look.

first of all, i've said it before and i'll say it again. sirius is more likely to get with james that he is to ever end up in a relationship with remus. their chemistry is just,,, underdeveloped. net zero for a relationship.

secondly, sirius instigated the werewolf prank, and lupin would have paid the price for it. this could have been overlooked, but he doesn't seem the slightest bit guilty about any of it when it's brought up in poa. he could have been responsible for lupin losing the security of his place at hogwarts in the best case scenario, and in the worst case, his life. and he seems to look forward to full moons, even though they clearly aren't pleasant for remus, which,,, yeah, you're going to have fun, but like, maybe be concerned about the fact that your friend undergoes excruciating pain and it isn't a pleasant time for him? read the room, my g.

thirdly, they don't trust each other as much as fanon seems to think they do. they were both willing to believe each other the traitor before ever suspecting pettigrew. sirius thought remus gave away the potters, hell, he thought remus was a spy for voldemort, and remus was convinced that sirius was a mass murderer. neither of them needed to be convinced.

fourthly, maybe i'm reading too much into it, but like. sirius had money. remus had no money, since, yk, he was a werewolf and struggling for cash and still, sirius,,, did not leave him any money. i feel like if you had money to spare, you would give to your friend who is literally poor. but, again, maybe i'm reading too much into it and this isn't as valid a point as i think it is.

and ehh, the fifth reason is that it's,,, actually very much not the representation for the ltgbt community that fanon says it is but y'all aren't ready for that conversation.

anyways, just,,, even when you set the couple shit aside, the power dynamics between everyone here is fucked. like, james and sirius are clearly at the top of food chain calling the shots and egging each other on. then there's lily, who isn't even a marauder, but is always ever-so-slightly above remus but still not on their level, because, well. neither of them actually listen to her. remus is the novelty friend, the friend who's,,, alright, i guess, but you keep them around specifically because they're funny or they can dance or they have something that you can either show off to other people or keep as your little inside joke, your little secret, yk? and peter is just sort of there. like, yeah, he can do what we can but does that make him as good as we are? no. does he have a funny little something about him that we can exploit? nah. therefore he sits at the bottom. and like, yeah, james and sirius are on the same level, but james is yanking sirius' chain, not the other way around. anyways, like i said. power dynamic's fucked and it bothers me that we were given all of this, and fanon decided to take it all and throw it away so they could give us flamboyant!badboi!sirius black x softboi!motherhen!remus lupin going on double dates with feminist!trustfundbaby!james potter and saint!lily evans while ignoring peter pettiwho?

theseus' fucking ship, indeed.

anyways, this needed to be said. it might not make as much sense as i want it to, considering it's 4:12 in the morning as i'm posting this, after taking a break from writing to do some research and coming across way too much content about fanon marauders, but it's here and it still makes enough sense that you can read it and understand what i mean. and like, at the end of the day, you can go ahead and headcanon whatever you please, you can write fic and make art and do whatever you like, just,,, remember that they're exactly that. headcanons. stop presenting fanon as canon. please. i'm literally begging. we actually have evidence against it. just,,, acknowledge that they're headcanons and stop putting them forward as though they're able to fit into canon. please.

[thecarnivorousmuffinmeta]

I know it's very cursed but what's your opinion on Voldermort/Wormtail? It's unironically my fave pairing just for how circumstances (post PoA and during GoF) drive these two miserable people make each other even more miserable. I've always wonder how helpless infant-bodied Voldermort managed to convince coward self-serving Peter to stay and take care of him, and not like, live his best rat life in Spain or something.

There are things, anon, I don't want to think about.

And I marvel at your choice of OTP. I mean, you do you man, and I ship Tom Riddle/Lily Evans and thus have no room to talk to anyone.

I mean my opinion on it is...

The only way I can see it is rape, honestly.

Pettigrew is in terrible circumstances in which he at once has no power and is on the brink of death and all the power over the diminished Tom Riddle. This drives him to madness, violence, and eventually the rape of the diminished Tom Riddle.

Of course, Voldemort would utterly destroy him later for this and Peter would die in agony and terror, but this is a Peter who has already lost everything.

As for why Peter didn't run after PoA, well, he tried that. That was called the Scabbers plan. Now, was it a stupid plan? Yes, he could have gone abroad (never mind that 'abroad' barely seems to exist in the Harry Potter universe as NO ONE EVER LEAVES THE UNITED KINGDOM) but he was in hiding and it was... alright.

I think he wasn't thinking clearly.

Sirius had escaped, had somehow miraculously found him, and now might very well find him again and will spend the rest of his life hunting Peter down. (Peter doesn't know that Sirius ends up locked in his house not too long after this.)

Going abroad presumably won't help, as Sirius found him before, and the existential dread makes it hard to realistically think of what Sirius is capable of and what he can do.

So, to keep his miserable self alive, Peter stumbles across the one man who terrifies him more than Sirius Black: Voldemort. And, of course, the other man that will kill him and hunt him down should Peter run.

I think once Peter finds Voldemort... He realizes it's over. If he runs, he will be found, he will be murdered, horrifically, to either prove a point to other Death Eaters who think they can run or in Sirius Black's mad quest for vegence.

There is nowhere he can turn, nowhere he can hide, and he hasn't a friend left in the world.

So, he stays and serves Voldemort, hating himself, living in terror that at any moment he will be killed, or tortured, and secretly finding himself deserving of such misery for being a spineless wretch with no higher beliefs.

[engie-ivy]

The girls have a bet, the boys eavesdrop

“Merlin, Mary,” Marlene says. “You hadn’t noticed that until now? He’s been looking at Lupin like love sick puppy since third year.”

Remus eyes widen, but he doesn’t dare to turn his head to look at Sirius.

Stupid ideas and dumb bets

Boys cannot go up to the girls’ dormitory. Animals, however, have no trouble walking up those stairs, and once upstairs, his Animagii friends managed to pull Remus up as well. Which is how Remus finds himself crouched under the Invisibility Cloak with his three friends in the corner of Lily, Marlene, Mary and Emmeline’s dorm.

James had overheard Marlene tell Dorcas and Amelia that they were all to meet in their dorm that evening, to discuss dates for the upcoming Yule Ball. James had immediately decided that this was a conversation he needed to hear, as he was particularly interested in Lily’s thoughts on the matter. Remus was against the whole scheme, and had lectured his friends on breaching the girls’ privacy, but to no avail. Remus only decided to join to prevent his friends from being creepy, or at least more creepy than they’re already being. Not that Remus actually thinks his friends would do something like peek at the girls. He actually tested James. They had decided that Remus should look into the dorm first to check if all the girls were properly dressed, as Remus is as innocent and unassuming as can be, and he had said that Lily was standing in her bra. James passed his test with flying colours, as instead of immediately looking himself, he pulled Remus back and scolded him for not averting his eyes.

So now Remus is huddled under the Invisibility Cloak, where they only fit if Peter remains in his rat form, on the cold floor of Lily’s dorm besides her bed. He only refrains from complaining about his current predicament because Sirius is pressed against him so close he can feel the warmth of his body and his hair tickling his face.

In the middle of the room, Lily is sitting on her bed, knees tucked underneath her, wearing pyjamas and her hair in a messy bun on top of her head. Dorcas and Marlene are sitting on the edge of Marlene’s bed, Mary is lying upside down on a pillow on the floor, and on some other pillows scattered around, Emmeline, Hestia and Amelia are sitting.

“He’s going to ask you!” Dorcas says.

Lily brushes a hair from her face. “He wouldn’t dare.”

“Any sensible person wouldn’t, but Snivellus…”

“Don’t call him that childish nickname Potter and Black came up with.”

“He’s called you a lot worse,” Dorcas replies.

“Exactly,” Lily says. “And you don’t really think that after calling me the m-word in front of the entire school he’ll have the nerve to ask me to the Yule Ball?”

“You know what would really piss him off?” Mary says with a grin. “If you’d go to the ball with James Potter!”

Remus glances over at James, but he doesn’t look as pleased with this as Remus would expect.

Lily huffs. “I don’t care enough about Sniv- Snape to choose my date purely based on his feelings.”

“Besides,” Marlene adds. “That wouldn’t be fair to Potter. He really cares about you.”

“Potter only cares about himself,” Lily mutters.

“Lils, you know that’s not true,” Emmeline says. “He deserves more credit than that.”

Lily rolls her eyes. “You just like him because he’s the great Quidditch hero with good abs.”

Marlene leans forward with a sly smile “So you have been noticing Potter’s abs.”

Lily blushes and throws a pillow at her face. “Shut up.”

Remus sees James practically beaming. What Remus hopes he’ll learn from this is that he should show Lily his caring side more, and let her know how his feelings for her are sincere. What Remus fears he’ll learn from this is to show his abs more around Lily.

“So what’s the current status?” Dorcas asks. “We have Mary going with Peter, Emmeline going with Gideon, Marlene going with me-”

“Oh?” Marlene asks. “I don’t believe you have asked me yet?”

“Too bad, McKinnon,” Dorcas says, while pulling Marlene in and kissing her temple. “That was part of the deal when you agreed to be my girlfriend.”

Marlene chuckles. “I’m glad I don’t have to go through the trouble of getting one of those obnoxious boys as my date.”

“Who would you pick from the guys if you had to?” Hestia asks.

“Who would you pick from the girls if you had to?”

“Lily.”

“Lily.”

“Lily, for sure.”

“Yeah, Lily.”

“Aaaw, you girls!”

“Now Marlene, who would it be?”

“Sirius Black,” Marlene says. Lily rolls her eyes, but Marlene just shrugs. “If I have to, I might as well go with the fittest bloke.”

Remus can agree with her there, and is suddenly very glad for Dorcas. Next to him, Sirius has a smug smile on his face.

“You’d just do that to meddle with the bet!”

Remus frowns. The bet?

“Oh, you’d know all about meddling with the bet, won’t you, Emmeline?” Amelia says. “I heard you talk to Lupin the other day when Potter and Black entered the common room!”

Emmeline flips her hair over her shoulder. “Why, Amelia, I don’t know what you mean.”

“You kept talking about ‘how broad Black’s shoulders have become since he has started playing Quidditch’.”

“I was just making conversation.”

“You were putting ideas in his head!”

“Mia, please,” Lily says. “I hardly think Remus Lupin needs Emmeline to put the idea of Sirius Black’s broad shoulders in his head. I’m pretty sure they’re well-represented there already.”

The girls giggle, and Remus feels his cheeks burn. He feels said broad shoulders pressed against him, and the owner glance curiously at him.

“Can I still change my answer?” Mary asks. “I had no, but I was sitting across of Lupin and Black in the library, and Lupin was enthusiastic telling Black about this book he had read, and Black was looking at him so fondly!”

“Merlin, Mary,” Marlene says. “You hadn’t noticed that until now? He’s been looking at Lupin like love sick puppy since third year.”

Remus eyes widen, but he doesn’t dare to turn his head to look at Sirius.

“There’s no changing your answer based on new insights anyway.” Amelia takes a piece of parchment out of her pocket. “It stays as follows,” she says, before she starts reading out loud. “Official bets on the matter of whether Sirius Black and Remus Lupin will get their shite together in time for the Yule Ball and be each other’s date: Lily, Emmeline, Alice, Hestia: yes. Marlene, Dorcas, Mary, Amelia: no.”

Remus still can’t look at Sirius. He doesn’t know what to feel. Mortification that he’s apparently been so obvious, for sure, but also hope. Hope that maybe, just maybe, the girls are onto something and Sirius is into him as well?

“I don’t want to be pessimistic,” Marlene says. “But honestly, I think it’ll take more time for Sirius Black to get his head out of his arse. We’ll be lucky if they figure it out before next year’s ball.”

“Lupin won’t be much better,” Emmeline says. “He’s a super smart guy, but when it comes to Sirius Black, his IQ drops like twenty points. I was working on a Potions essay with him the other day, and Black was standing behind us throwing the Quaffle back and forth with Potter. I pretended like everything was fine, but he didn’t hear two-third of the questions I was asking!”

Mary chuckles. “Oh Emmeline, you can’t expect Lupin to focus on Potions when Black’s arse is in view!”

Now mortification definitely takes over.

“I can’t handle another year of this, though!” Lily groans. “Every time I’m in a room with the two of them together I wish I brought a knife to cut the sexual tension.”

“I’m surprised you’re all for it, Lily,” Dorcas says. “I know how much you like Lupin, but honestly, I thought you saw Black as an annoying, arrogant and loud prat?”

“Nah,” Lily says. “I’ve discovered there’s more to him than that long ago. And even if he acts brash half of the time, he’s so thoughtful and caring when it comes to Lupin! I’d hardly recognize him.”

“I know!” Mary gushes. “Like, normally he can’t pay attention in class for longer than five minutes, but when Remus is ill and can’t come to class, he takes notes of every word the teacher says, even during History of Magic, just in case Lupin wants to know something. And when does anyone ever wants to know anything about History of Magic?”

Remus blinks. Of course, Sirius can be very considerate, and Remus’s circumstances may make him more in need of his kindness, but it can’t have anything to do with Remus himself, right?

Suddenly, Alice bursts through the door. “Frank just asked me for the Yule Ball!” She squeals.

Immediately, the girls jump to their feet and hug her in excited exclamations of delight. In the consternation, James grabs Sirius and Remus’s arms and drags them to their feet and out of the room.

Nobody says anything until they’re back in their own dorm. Remus sits down on the edge of his bed and becomes extremely interested in the floor.

“Ehm,” James says. “I think Wormtail and I should go to… Ehm, well, not be here.”

After they’ve left, Remus hears Sirius scrape his throat. He jumps, as Sirius is standing much closer than he had expected. He looks up in Sirius’s eyes, and sees his nervousness.

“So,” Sirius says. “It seems like the girls are betting whether we’re going to the Yule Ball together?”

“So it seems indeed,” Remus replies with a nervous laugh.

Sirius runs a hand through his hair. “After McKinnon called me an arrogant twat during Quidditch practice, I’d hate to have her win the bet.”

“Do you now?” Remus asks with a smile. “You’d ask me to be your date just to spite McKinnon?”

“That,” Sirius says. “And also because I’ve allegedly been looking at you like a love sick puppy for years, and taking History of Magic notes, as it turns out, is not the best way to woo you. So what do you say?”

A happy, warm feeling spreads through Remus’s chest and he’s suddenly very glad for James and his stupid ideas and the girls and their dumb bets.

“If you don’t mind having a date whose IQ drops twenty points around you and who prioritizes ogling you over Potions essays?”

[ilove-cedricdiggory]

'M not going anywhere.

Remus x Reader

Requested? - It's part 3!

Summary - After leaving Remus, you found yourself with family in the horribly hot state of Texas. What can come of you now? With friends with worries the size of the state and a heart almost as broken as they come, what on earth can you do with yourself with the man shows up - only, in his werewolf state?

Trigger Warning - cursing, mentions of abortion

Guide - (y/m/n) - Your middle name

This one has a lot of backstory in it, fair warning! It's not super action filled, but the next chapter will be up soon!

When you met Remus, you were in school with him. You had known all about the infamous Maurauders and their love for trouble, but didn't really see much of them. Well, you thought you hadn't. You had seen each of them separately, James was in potions with you, Sirius had been in Care of Magical Creatures with you, Peter in Transfiguration, but Remus, well, you didn't think you had him in anything until 4th year. Separately, you thought they were all good people, kind to you in classes, funny when the lesson was droning on, and calm enough to let you get your notes finished within reasonable time.

By fourth year, you had gotten used to each of the three boys separately. When you met Remus in Charms, hanging out with him as a Prefect while walking through the hallways, then outside of your duties together and with the rest of your friends, it came as a surprise at how different he acted with the three boys.

He was always so incredibly kind, so beautiful with his words to you, so when your feelings for him grew substantially, it didn't seem to surprise you. But, when he actually asked you out in fifth year, with the major confirmation of his friends that, yes, Moony, she's crazy for you! Everyone besides you can see it! Just ask her!, You found yourself speechless.

The Remus Lupin liked you back, and was asking you to your own date this Saturday. Then another one in the Astronomy tower on Tuesday night while everyone else was at dinner. Then Friday at the quidditch game, he asked if you'd sit next to him during the game where he actually held your hand.

Date after date after date had you grinning from ear to ear when he finally asked you to be his girlfriend. Kiss after kiss after kiss had you falling in love with him a little bit more each time you pulled apart and opened your eyes just a second before he did, seeing his face in pure bliss.

When you both finally did admit your love for each other was the day you admitted you had known about Moony long before he told you - which had been on your fourth date on the quidditch pitch, laying on a blanket under the stars.

"I love the stars. Something so far away can still shine that bright." You mumbled, cuddling closer to his warm frame. He was always so warm.

"I don't care much for the night." He admitted, his voice a mumble.

"Remus John Lupin, why on earth do you not like the night? It's so peaceful and breathtaking. The night gives you unlimited possibilities." You had now turned to your side, your elbow propping your head up as you tangled your legs with his.

"You wanna know the truth?" he asked you, which had honestly surprised you. Of course you wanted to know the truth. "Well, why would I want you to lie to me, Rem? Especially about something that you don't care for." Your right hand lifted to run through his hair, fluffing it and leaving it sticking up slightly.

"I don't like the moon." You nodded, showing you were listening to him. "It controls me." He whispered, closing his eyes.

"How does the moon control you?" You knew the answer to your own question, having put two and two together in your fourth year, the night he had swapped prefect duties with the Ravenclaw boy he was just telling you he didn't trust the week before. When you had arrived back in your room, feeling a little hurt at his actions, you looked out your window to see the full moon shining down on the earth, it's glow filling up a bit of the forbidden forest enough for you to see a few creatures running along the sides. A stag, a dog, and a rat? Then you heard it, the long howl filling the quiet. Somehow, you're not sure exactly how, but it all clicked in you faster than you could have blinked.

Prongs - A stag. Padfoot - A dog. Wormtail - A rat. And most importantly, Moony - A werewolf.

You didn't ever bring it up, but with each month, pieces fell right into place. Now, you laid with the man himself, holding his deepest secret in your heart without him even knowing you held it.

"Y/n, as much as I wish I didn't have to tell you this, if I want our relationship to get anywhere, I know I have to." He sighed, his eyes staying closed, refusing to see your reaction. "I'm a werewolf." You let out a fake gasp, your hand leaving his hair to trace one of the scars on his forehead.

"I- I'm sorry." You whispered, your eyes staying on his. "You're sorry you don't wanna date me anymore?" He quizzed you, finally opening his eyes to face you. This caused you to let out a small chuckle, shaking your head. "Rem, why on earth would I not wanna date you anymore?" Your hand moved back to his hair, your nails scratching softly at his scalp. "I could hurt you, y/n." He spoke, his voice soft and full of fear.

"Remus, you've known me for a year now. You could have hurt me any other full moon, what would us dating change? It's not like I'm going to follow you out into the woods when you shift. It's not like I'm going to go out searching for you when you are out in your wolf form. It means I'd get to kiss each wound when you come back. It means I'd get to hold you in my arms and read to you every once in a while. It means I'd get to go on cute dates and make you bake with me in the kitchens. You being a wolf doesn't change anything." You shrugged nonchalantly, smiling up at him.

That night, Remus kissed you. He kissed you almost a thousand times. He kissed you so much that, when you woke up the next morning, your lips were still swollen.

After you and Remus had really been a couple for a while, you had realized how much he loved to sniff you. You didn't know if it was the Remus in him, or the Moony in him, but it didn't really bother you. You loved smelling him, why would it be so weird if he smelled you? If you were cuddling, his nose would burry in your hair, or your neck, or your chest, and he'd slowly inhale your scent to calm himself down.

If you were walking down the hallways, he bring your intertwined hands to lay a soft kiss on it before inhaling your scent, kissing it once more, then bringing them back down to sway as you walked.

If he had a horrible day, a bad full moon, or just felt off, he'd search the entire grounds until he found you, look your right in your eyes as he walked right to you, grab you by your waist, and pull you into him to hug you as tightly as he could, inhaling your intoxicating scent for himself.

This had caused you to start leaving a piece of your clothing in the bag they took with them when he turned, so he'd have something with him he could smell that reminded him of you. You were never sure if it helped or not, you never asked him and he never brought it up, but it gave you a sense of comfort each full moon.

But now, standing in front of the wolf himself, watching as his snout lifted into the air and took a deep inhale, well, it didn't exactly comfort you.

Which is why, with your eyes set on him, you reached down and into your boot, gripping onto the end of your wand, before pulling up and sending out two purple balls of light, each of them shooting into both of the houses around you.

This hadn't fazed him, for his eyes were still set on you, as he took a step closer. Before you had time to react, a dog had shot infront of you, growling at the creature before you. Right as he stepped, Moony bent down and growled at Sirius, but his a tone deeper and dripping with a warning.

It must have surprised Sirius, for he whimpered and stepped backwards, closer to your frame, which didn't help his case for Moony then snapped at him, stepping closer to him.

"Sirius, get behind Y/n." Your grandfather had stepped out his face door in a rush, his eyes taking in the scene before him. "Sirius, get behind Y/n and get into the house." Sirius whined at the older man, not wanting to leave you alone.

"Lily is in labor." You called to the man, watching him nod. "Sirius, if you run six blocks east, there is a small cottage. It's blue with white shutters on the left side. That's the healer closest to us. She'll come." This got Sirius to move, quickly rushing out of the gated yards.

"Now, y/n, he's not going to hurt you. I've only ever seen this once, but he recognizes your scent and the scent of your kids. It's kinda like he's sensing a mate with you because of your kids. Just stay calm. I'm surprised he hasn't already tackled you to the ground. Just, slowly sit down and let him come to you."

The last thing you expected of this night was the situation at hand, but now, you were sitting on the cold rocks, slightly shivering, your best friend in labor in the house behind you, watching your financé (?) slowly walk towards you, almost like Moony was afraid to frighten you.

He leaned down on all fours before he lowered his head into your lap, inhaling your scent deeply before letting it rest fully on your legs. His nose rested right at your belly bump, rubbing it slightly on your clothed stomach before letting out a sigh of relief.

You looked up at your grandfather, seeing him watching you intently. "Don't move, not that he'll let you. I will bring out a few pillows and a blanket for you. I'll make sure the healer helps Lily." You nodded, your eyes now moving to look down at Moony.

You hadn't ever seen him in his wolf state, but he somehow still looked handsome. His eyes were now closed, his body relaxed as he soaked in your scent.

"What do you mean, you're not joining the Order?" Remus yelled at you, his face red with fury. There were very few times Remus was this angry with you, usually when you had been neglecting yourself of necessities. But, this time, he was raging in fury with your absolute denial to join the war.

"Remus, I'm just saying I'm not going to go out and fight! Molly doesn't! I'm going to stay back and help where I'm needed. There are tons of you going to fight, I'm staying back to take care of everyone that doesn't go on the missions! What do you want from me?! I wasn't good at defensive spells, I wasn't good at duels! Do you want me to go out there and fucking die?" This caused him to quiet down, your fury having grown substantially.

The two of you sat in silence for a few moments, allowing you both to calm down. "I don't want you to die. I would kill myself if you ended up dying on one of the missions." Remus' voice was soft and full of fear now. "Then why do you want me to go out there and fight, Rem? You are the one that saw me up past midnight trying to learn the defensive spells so often. You're the one I made duel with me night after night to try to improve. You of all people know that I couldn't properly protect myself or anyone else if I went."

He nodded, hating to admit that you were right. He had even told you, seventh year, "Baby, I love you, but you're definitely not getting your excellent mark on this. You'll pass, but barely." You had been much more skilled in potions and herbology, not in the defensive skills.

"I just, I can't stand the idea of you being back home if the order gets attacked. I know that's stupid, I know that's irrational, it's much more dangerous to actually be out there, I'm just scared." It hurt your heart to hear him admit how scared he was, but, you all were scared. You were growing up in a war that shouldn't be yours to fight.

"Remus, while I stink at my defensive skills, have you seen Molly Weasley? The woman survives on defensive skills, all her kids figuring out how to moderately work their magic. I think I'm safer with her than with you." This caused him to break into a small smile, but wrap you up tightly in his arms. "You're not safer with anyone else but me. I'd murder Voldemort himself before he touched you." You gasped at the use of his name, turning to eye the love of your life. "You said his name." You whispered, your eyes wide. "Well, I'd use his name to his face if it kept you out of harm's way."

You had dozed off a bit, your head laying back on the pillow Sirius had brought you, having gawked at the wolf fast asleep in your hold. "We always knew your scent calmed him, it always did when you gave him some of your clothes, but this? I'd never thought I'd live to see the day Moony didn't try to attack whoever was in front of him."

You had only been awoken by James, tapping on your shoulder. You jerked awake, seeing Moony still asleep in your hold. "Lily had the baby, a girl. They're both up in our room, but she wanted me to come tell you and check up on you." He eyed Moony warily, fear still evident in his body, worried the wolf would awake and tear you to shreds. "I'm so glad. Did everything go okay?" Your voice was a whisper, not wanting to wake the wolf either.

"Yeah, the healer said she did great. Hardly needed the help." James sat down beside you, but scooted a foot away from you when Moony growled in his sleep, the foreign scent mixing with yours. "It's weird, seeing him like this. All the nights we were out there with him, trying to keep him from tearing into Hogwarts and keep him away from you when it's apparently all he needed." James shook his head, attempting to remove the shock from his head.

"I don't think he needs me anymore." You whispered. While it hurt you to say, you honestly believed it. The man let you leave without a sliver of doubt. He watched you walk out of the home you built together, taking his kids with you.

"Y/n, he searched the world until he found you, of course he needs you." James didn't say anything about you needing to forgive him, about you needing to hear him out, because he didn't think Remus deserved that. He just knew that Remus did need you. "He should be shifting back soon. I brought out some of his clothes I found in your stuff." He gestured to the pile of clothes beside the both of you before standing up.

"When you guys get inside, Lily would love for you to come in and meet her." You smiled at that, nodding. "It would be my honor."

You laid back down, listening to the morning sounds slowly begin, until you felt the movement under you, watching for your own eyes as Remus shifted back into himself. He groaned, the pain filling his frame once more within 12 hours, the sounds of his groans bringing tears to your eyes.

Once he was fully to himself, his eyes opened and met yours, widening. "What?" He asked softly, his gaze not leaving yours. You reached over, grabbing the clothes brought out for him before dropping them on his chest. He sat up without another word, removing his body from yours and beginning to get dressed.

He stood, pulling the boxers and pants on as you stood yourself. You grabbed the pillows and blankets, waiting until he began to pull on the sweater before rushing inside, hoping to escape the looming conversation.

You set the things down in the living room before slowly creeping up the stairs and towards the room with Lily and James, hearing a soft and small cry emitting from it. You knocked softly, hearing the "come in" before you creaked open the door. "Hey you four." You whispered, seeing Harry fast asleep on James' chest.

"Y/n, thank Merlin." Lily spoke, her eyes welling with tears at the sight of you. "I was so worried. I didn't know what happened." You smiled, walking closer to the woman. "It's all okay, it's a long story, but it's all okay." You walked closer until you were at the edge of the bed, looking down at Lily and the beautiful baby girl.

"Take her." Lily whispered, looking up at you. "What?" you asked, your eyes wide. "You're gonna need the practice, take her." You nodded, slowly grabbing the baby from Lily, coddling her to your chest.

"Y/n!" You heard Remus call before turning into the room, staring at you holding the baby. "You had her?" Remus now asked Lily, smiling widely. "Mhm, last night. Looks like two people decided to make an entrance." Lily laughed, smiling at you.

"She's beautiful." You whispered, your eyes having stayed on the baby in yours arms. "What's her name?" You looked down at Lily, now seeing James awake and looking at you. "Well, we wanted to confirm with you, but we wanted to name her Harley y/m/n Potter." You gasped softly, looking down at the two parents.

"Are you sure?" They both nodded before you finished speaking, "More than sure." Your tears fell freely as you looked down at the baby, seeing her now asleep in your warm hold. "I'd be honored."

Remus had now walked to you, standing behind you as he looked down, his eyes set on you holding the baby girl, pregnant with his own kids. His gaze moved to the ceiling, holding in tears before he glanced at the bed, seeing James glaring daggers into his frame.

"Here, I'm gonna go freshen up. She's absolutely beautiful, guys." You carefully handed Harley back to her mom before quickly walking out of their room, but stopping a few steps away to hear James speak.

"Fucking prat, there the fuck you are! Where have you been?!" His voice was harsh, angry at his best mate. "Looking for her, what else! The second she left Molly's, I've been looking!" Remus' voice was scratchy like it was every morning after a turn.

"Yeah, well, you're a dick." Lily spoke up, still looking down at her baby girl. "I still think Sirius should have punched you harder." Remus nodded, looking at the floor.

"I can't believe I said that to her, guys. What the fuck kind of person am I?" His voice was growing rougher, his eyes swelling with tears. "Don't go on about this with us, mate. You're in the same house as her, go tell her." That caused you to walk off quickly, moving to your room, shutting the door and leaning against it.

Your hands wrapped around your belly, bringing you back to the day you apparated out of Molly's living room, having held your stomach the same way, protecting your children. What on earth do you say to him? What did you want from him?

You weren't sure what the answer was to either of those questions, which is why you quickly left your room and slipped into the bathroom. He couldn't talk to you if you were in the shower. You confirmed you had your bathroom items before jumping into the shower, taking the longest shower you had ever taken in your life.

While you stood, shampoo in your hair, you thought.

What if he still doesn't want them? I'd have to stay here. I'd move in fully and live in Texas. Texas, really? It's so fucking hot and I'd miss snow. Then I'd move in with Molly. Nope, no way, there are already 7 kids there, she does not need two more. Then, James and Lily? Nope. She just had another newborn, there was no way you'd bug them with this. Sirius. That's where you'd go. He had tons of space and you're sure he'd be more than okay with you there.

But, what if he changed his mind? What if he did want them? How could you trust that? How could you possibly believe he'd want them after immediately suggesting they be gotten rid of?

As you applied the conditioner, you wished you could just go back to the easier things. The happier things. The things that had you almost thinking you lived in a world not plagued with pending war.

Five years after graduation. You were sitting in Remus' lap at James and Lily's place, still getting used to Peter not being around. Harry now being two had you all more than happy, listening to his vocabulary grow.

The football game was on, the muggle TV playing as Lily still attempted to explain it to Sirius and James. Remus had his arms around you, his gaze no longer on the TV, but on Harry as he played on the floor with his stuffed dragon. "I can't believe you got him a muggle toy." He laughed in your ear, the smile evident on his face. "Well, he loves Dragons! I couldn't not buy it." You smiled at your boyfriend, kissing his nose softly. The night carried on, the five of you playing a few games of sharades, but you exiting the room to grab the next plate of sliders to bring into the room.

As you sat back down, Harry walked up to you, sat in your lap, and grabbed your face. "Mawwy me." He giggled softly, your eyebrows furrowing as Lily quickly yanked him from your lap, nervously chuckling. "Hah, sorry, don't know where that came from" You looked around the room, all four faces refusing to look at you, all of them nervously laughing along with Lily.

"Did Harry just ask me to marry him?" You watched as they glanced around nervously before breaking out, talking over each other. "What, psh, no way." "Where would he have learned how to do that?" "I didn't hear that, did you hear that?" "No, but I did." All talked stopped, everyone looking at Remus. "What did you just say?"

Remus took a deep breath, moving off the couch and turning to look at you, before bending down onto one knee. "I've been talking to them a lot about how I was going to ask you, but seeing as how Harry beat me to the punch, let's do it right now. Y/n, right in front of our friends and a little boy who doesn't know how to keep his mouth shut." James tickled Harry, causing him to giggle as you all smiled. "I'm asking the most beautiful girl I've ever seen in my entire life, the girl who showed me that being something you can't control doesn't make you a monster, the girl who makes me smile with just a single giggle, to marry me. You have shown me a happiness I thought everyone was faking, a love that I didn't think existed outside of James and Lily and Molly and Arthur, and a kindness I thought had left the world.

"So, in the living room of our best friends, surrounded by food I think Harry might have stuck his fingers in, I ask you to marry me. Make me the happiest man in the world and marry me."

You thought his proposal had been so incredibly beautiful, better than any you ever could have imagined. As you rinsed off the extra shaving cream from your legs, you sighed deeply. How did your love life come to this?

Eventually, you had exited the shower, tying the bathrobe around your bump before opening the bathroom door, walking out and jumping at the sight of Remus sitting on your bed.

"Fuck, you scared me." You clutched your belly, looking at the man. "Oh, shoot, sorry." You pulled the robe tighter, seeing his eyes flutter down to his legs. It hurt your heart to think you needed to cover up from him, but you attempted to cover the large bump behind the robe.

"Let me, uh, let me change really quick." You grabbed your underwear from your dresser before rushing into the closet, shutting the door and dressing in a shirt and a baggier set of overalls, hoping it didn't show your belly too much. When you walked out, Remus was now pacing the floor, his hands gripping his hair tightly.

"Rem, stop, it's fine." you quickly walked to him, pulling his hands from his hair. "I'm glad you're okay." You mumbled the words, taking a step back from him. He inhaled deeply, his eyes shutting.

"I can still smell the change in your scent. Really, Moony can, but I can still tell." You nodded, stepping back once more.

"Y/n, we need to talk." You laughed bitterly, a mix of anger and sadness filling your body. "You think we need to talk, Remus? You think so? You think we should talk about the fact that, the second you got back from being on a mission you could have died on, you yelled at me for something I couldn't control? You think we should talk about the fact that you basically told me to abort our kids? You think we should talk about the fact that you let me walk out of our home without trying to stop me? You think we should talk about that?"

Your hands were shaking in anger, your eyes swelling up with tears. Damn, how much can one person cry? Your hands gripped your own hair now, pulling it in anger. "How can I cry this much? How does this happen?" You shouted in anger, now at yourself. "Fucking hormones!" Your hands fell to your sides, your eyes squeezed shut before your felt yourself in the hold of him.

His scent filled you, filled you up until your body relaxed involuntarily. "'S okay, I'm right here. I'm right here." One hand went up to smooth the hair that you yanked, the other firmly holding you to him. Your hands wrapped around him, grasping onto the fabric of his shirt at his back. "I'm so fucking mad at you, Remus. So fucking mad." Your tears slowed, your eyes closing as you finally felt safe.

He had been your safe place for so long and going without him for this long had kept your body weak. Now, relaxed in his hold, your body begged for decent sleep. You allowed yourself to go limp in his hold, feeling him pick you up bridal style and walk to both to the bed, curling up with you in his arms. "'M right here, love. Right here and I'm not going anywhere." You drifted to sleep, holding him with as much strength as you could as you slept.

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Sirius Black x reader (And yet...)

A/N: Never written a Sirius fanfic before hope you enjoy. 

Warnings: themes of death and death threats. 

Word count: 1331

Master list

12 years. It had only been 12 years. 12 years since you became a professor. 12 years since your friends were murdered. 12 unbelievable years of pain. 12 excruciating years of overwhelming loneliness... It felt longer than that.

You heard muffled yelling from above you, with a wand at the ready, you crept up the stairs.

"Don't be a fool, Severus!"

"He can't help it. It's habit by now."

"Quiet, Sirius!"

The voices became clearer the closer you got. You didn't know how many people were there at that moment but you guessed 3.

A Black, slender figure is what you saw at first. Greasy black hair and their skin was as white as a sheet of parchment. Your lips contorted into a snarl at the sight of the man. If you could even call him that.

He clicked his tongue and growled through gritted teeth. "Listen to you two. Quarrelling like an old married couple. The creature and the criminal."

The second person you saw was tall. From where you stood all you could see were male and lanky. Had to be Remus, He was the only one that was supposed to be there.

"Piss off." a gruff voise spat. Severus strode over to the figure, pushing his wand into their neck.

You sneaked another couple of steps closer to the Wizards, curious to see what you were dealing with. Then you got to the door frame, the more you could see.

The shack had seen better days. A thick layer of dust blanketed everything in the room from the piano to probably multiple corpses of rotting animals.

"Witty as ever I see. " Severus snarled. "Tell me, will you be so irreverent when I turn you over to the Dementors? Do I detect a flicker of fear? One can only imagine what it must be like to endure the Dementor's Kiss. It's said to be unbearable to witness. But I'll do my best."

Before you could think, a flash of light exploded from your wand that sent the black-clothed professor soar through the air and land on the floor with a thud.

The room was still. You felt your heart pound in your chest from the adrenalin that was pumping through you. Multiple pairs of eyes were on you but there were only 1 that you cared about at that moment.

12 years... And there he was, stood right in front of you. The same smile he always had, plastered on his lips. You had imagined this moment so many times that you couldn't even tell the difference between your thoughts and reality anymore.

Your jaw began to tremble at the sight of him. He was so pale, so sickly. His once sparkling eyes were glazed over with pain and had sunken into his skull. It had to be real. Your mind wasn't cruel enough to make that sight up... but you still weren't sure.

"(Y/N)!" He breathed, stepping towards you.

"We don't have time for this! You said Peter before. Peter who?" That's when you saw the children. Why were they here? who brought them here? And Peter, of all people why were they talking about peter?

"Pettigrew. He was at school with us. We thought he was a friend."

" No. Pettigrew's dead. He killed him." Sirius laughed mirthlessly at the accusation.

"I thought so, too. Until you mentioned seeing Pettigrew on the Map."

"The Map was lying then --"

"The Map never lies, Harry. Sirius said stumbling over his own feet. "Pettigrew's alive. And he's right there."

His arm extended to point at Ron. Said boy pretty much cacked his pants when he saw your once teary eyes turn black with anger.

"ME? That's mental..."

"Not you. Your rat!"

That's when it all fell into place for you. You understood right then and there what was going on and what was about to happen.

"Scabbers? Scabbers has been in my family for " "Twelve years." you said angrily walking up to the red-headed boy with Sirius in toe.

"A curiously long life for a common garden rat. He's missing a toe, isn't he?"

"So what?" The redhead asked, holding his rat protectively at his side.

"All they could find of Pettigrew was his finger, Ron," you answered, eyes still fuming with rage as they pinned themselves to squirming creature.

"Dirty coward cut it off so everyone would think he was dead. Then he transformed into a rat."

Harry stared into Black's sunken eyes. He wanted to believe. He was desperate to believe.

"Show me." The boy ordered.

With that, Lupin took out his wand and, as one, he and Black cast a stream of BLUE-WHITE LIGHT. Scabbers twisted madly in midair, then -- FLASH! -- transforms into... a very short man with thinning hair and grubby hands.

"R-Remus...S-Sirius. My old friends." Pettigrew said. As his watery eyes darted towards the windows and door. Suddenly, he made a break for it, but Sirius merely shoves him back. Pettigrew's nose twitched rapidly, his eyes landed on you. His hands fluttered nervously, revealing his missing finger.

"(Y/n)... my dear, sweet (Y/n)" he said scurrying towards you. Both Sirius and Remus were about to intervene until you held up your hand in a stop motion. Peter had always been smaller and weaker than you, so when you were younger you took it upon yourself to protect him. He must have thought you were going to help him but your intentions were entirely opposite.

"You know me, you know, more than anyone else that I couldn't hurt a fly..." He suddenly stopped his sentence when he felt the tip of your wand blunge itself into a layer of fat he called his neck. The fake smile you had for a second quickly morphed into a deadpan expression.

"You sat in my classroom. You watched me teach" Everyone could practically see the fire that seethed inside of you as you pushed the rat into the centre of the room.

"You stood by and watched 2 of my best friends die. And you watched as my HUSBAND got taken away to a place where I wouldnt condemn my worst enemy... So.. don't you dare come to me, begging for pity because that died with Lily and James." If Wormtail wasn't scared before then he was terrified after that. He was shaking from head to toe as you, Remus and Siriuses wands were pointed right at him.

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12 years since he had seen you. 12 years since kissed you, held you and yet...there you were, still as beautiful as the day he was taken (even with the messy hair and angry eyes). It took everything in him to not hold you tight and never let you go and when you and the children got outside into the crisp evening air, he made sure you knew it.

He didn't care about Perter or Remus or the Children, he just wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into a long-awaited kiss.

A flood of emotions hit you all at once: shock since you weren't expecting it, anger because of what had just transpired, relief, horror, fear, happiness and they all came across in that one, long loving kiss.

"Sirius, darling" you said in a voice so quiet it could've been considered a whisper. "You need a bath"

He let out a hearty chuckle, laughing into your shoulder as you refused to let him go. you laughed along with him.

"Professor (Last name), You know him?" Harry asked in a calm tone.

Sirius looked at you in amusement for a moment. "Went back to the maiden name did you?"

You rolled your eyes at him and rested your head against his.

In the 3 years harry had attended Hogwarts, he had never seen you have a wormer smile on your face as you did then.

"Harry Potter, allow me to introduce you to your God-Father and my Husband, Sirius Black.