#remus lupin fiction

[alwaysanundertone]

high sex drive | poly! marauders x fem! reader

hurt/comfort + smut

TW: NSFW, piv, non-protected sex, oral (f/m receiving)

Sirius was drawing patterns on your thigh, the tips of his fingers grazing the supple skin there ever so slowly while his head rested on your belly. Your other two boyfriends were cuddling each other, they were all spent after coming many times, so why weren’t you?

You found every touch maddening, it didn’t make sense for you to be so wound up; it wasn’t like you hadn’t gotten off, because you had, and plenty of times.

The problem was your sex drive. Your desire wasn’t something that your ex boyfriends accepted, nor did they deem it normal, one of them even suggested to go see a sex therapist one time, and you did. The session failed to give you answers, and after some time you just gave up, resigning yourself to a life of not voicing your own needs.

It went good, as good as faking being satisfied would go, but it wasn’t that bad after all. With these guys, though, it was really difficult to just pretend.

“Love?”

You looked up, finding three pairs of eyes focused on you. “Mh?”

“Where did you go, dove? You’ve been awfully quiet. Sirius just asked you if you are hungry, we thought about ordering something, is pizza good?”

You refrained from blushing, hating the fact that you weren’t able to mask your true feelings even in a peaceful moment like that. “Sorry, I’ve just been lost in my own thoughts, I guess” You chuckled, sounding suspicious even to your own ears. “Pizza’s good, thank you”

You felt Sirius mouth closing over your inner thighs, its teeth piercing the supple skin there, making you gasp. “Come on, darling, you know you can tell us anything”

The thing was that every boyfriend you had started this conversation like this, telling you that it was okay, that he would have taken care of you, and then when they found out that they couldn’t change you, they’d start to call you a nympho, making you ashamed of yourself. So no, you weren’t sure you could tell them anything.

“You’re doing it again, love” James was looking at you through pleading eyes, it was really hard to resist him when he was acting like this, but you had to. The guys were the best thing that happened to you in a long time, and you weren’t willingly letting them go for something as stupid as your sex drive.

“Oh, uh” You blushed. “I think I’m just kind of tired, you know? Nothing crazy”

There was a moment of silence, then Remus spoke up. “This thing won’t work if you’re keeping stuff from us, dove. You have to understand the importance of trust, if you don’t want to talk about it now, fine, but at least tell us the main topic that’s bothering you so much you’re not even listening to us when we’re talking to you”

His words felt like a harsh slap to your cheek, bringing true tears to the surface, which you tried to fight against, to no avail.

“Sorry, I don’t want to bother you, I do trust you, it’s just-“

“Was sex too much? Were you unconfortable? You’ve been like this since we had sex, did we hurt you?”

Sirius sounded horrified, and you couldn’t help the words that tumbled out of your mouth, you had to fix this.

“No, no it’s quite the opposite actually” They were all looking at you expectantly, you sighed. “It’s just- I have a high sex drive, okay? And I hate it, I know it’s twisted and disgusting and not right but I need to get off multiple times a day and sometimes having sex worsens the situation because then I keep wanting more and I hate it, you evet got me off so many times I’m the worst girlfriend ever.” Now that the words were comung out of your mouth, you couldn’t seem to stop them. “And I’ve been to sex therapists but they don’t know how to turn this off and just- I’m so sorry you’re probably regretting even-“

“Do not finish that sentence for the love of God”

You furrowed your brows. “Sirius what-“

“No, I should be the one saying sorry, I’ve been torturing you for the past hour and I didn’t even notice it.”

“And you’re not disgusting” James piped in.

“Dove, it’s nothing crazy, we can just-“

“No you can’t fix it.” You couldn’t stop the words from coming out of your mouth even if you tried, years of shame weighting you down. “Every ex that I had told me that they could fix it but it just doesn’t go away and I know it’s a burden” You pressed your hands to your face, hating this situation and hating yourself even more for letting it happen.

“Dove, would you please let us finish?” You nodded, your hands firmly locked in place. “Okay, I was trying to say that you can tell us if you’re needy and we’ll be really happy to help. There’s three of us, and if we aren’t available, there are your toys, you know? I don’t know what douchebags you dated, but this would never be a burden to us” His eyes were pleading you to believe him, and you found yourself wanting to.

“I think it’s anything but a burden, darling” You blushed slightly at Sirius, who was now laying on his belly, his head hovering right above your centre. You squirmed unconfortably, he smirked at you. “I’m being mean, aren’t I? Hovering just above you, so close yet so out of touch” His lips were now grazing your earlobe, making you shiver head to toe, the movement of his hands on your inner thigh maddening. “Such a pretty little thing, so flustered, what do you want now, love?”

You tried to tell him, but being vocal about your needs was something you weren’t used to, especially after years of slut shaming in your past relationship. You tried to avoid his question, wriggling your hips. “You know what I want”

He tsked. “No, I don’t. Do you want my mouth?” He lightly kissed you above your panties and shorts, making you grunt. “Mh, interesting. Maybe it’s my fingers that you want?” He caressed your nipples over the thin fabric of your -James’s- shirt. “My cock?”

The moment was interrupted by a pornographic grunt, coming from a very flustered James. “Fuck that’s so hot” He palmed his dick over his boxer briefs, making you blush.

“Look at him, darling, you’re making him needy. I think we should give him a show.”

You whimpered. “Sirius, please”

“I can give you everything you want, love. Just ask me”

You swallowed your pride. “I want your mouth, please”

He tutted. “Where do you want it? Here?” He grazed your forehead, the slightest touch sending you ablaze with need.

“No, Sirius, fuck, I want it on my pussy, please eat me out, I’m begging you” You couldn’t recognize your own voice, it sounded breathy, restrained, too close to begging.

“Gladly, darling” He pushed your shorts down, ripping the soft fabric of your panties in two. You didn’t have time to complain, his mouth immediately landing right on your clit.

His tongue started massaging the little bud, making you gasp as he flicked it repeatedly, moaning while doing so.

“You’re so wet, darling, I’m kind of mad, you know? You were really trying to keep this from me, from us” You shivered as you felt his index finger teasing your hole slowly, making you arch your back.

As he entered you, Remus was right above you, his dick in his hand, stroking your cheek with his free one. “Open up, dove, make me feel good”

He didn’t have to ask twice, your mouth opening right as Sirius thrusted into you with his fingers. “Fuck, she’s so wet James, fuck the show come here”

Suddenly, all three of your boyfriends were on you, James lining the crown of his cock at your entrance as Sirius lips closed right on your clit, sucking on it hardly. You felt one of Remus’s hands right over your right nipples, pinching it slightly, making you arch your back.

Your head was spinning, you felt awfully close to orgasming. “Fuck, love if you squeeze me like that I won’t last”

“That’s fine” Sirius piped in. “That’s why there’s three of us, to keep her satisfied” He tutted as you tried to close your thighs. “That isn’t nice now love, is it? Keep them open for us, stay still”

You loved when he was mean during sex, loved how he made you feel like you were at his mercy. “Sirius, close, god”

He chuckled. “You’re already coming, aren’t you? You’ve been such a good girl, telling us what you need, I think you deserve to come” You felt Remus’s cock swelling in your mouth, you rushed to swallow every drop of him, trying to focus on it, but it was difficult when you had two of the hottest guys you’ve ever seen between your thighs.

“Come now, darling. Be a good girl and come for us”

It was all it took for you to explode, your mouth wide open, eyes shut as you gripped Sirius head with all your force. He wasn’t complaining, though, still lapping at you, while James got off inside of you, his thrust loosing force and rhythm.

Just as you were coming down from your high, you felt another cock probing at your entrance.

“What…”

“Hush, love, I think you got one more in you, don’t you?”

You weren’t able to respond, your long-haired boyfriend immediately started rutting into you, his hips hitting the back of your thighs at a punishing rhythm.

“You’re so hot, fuck” The sounded that came out of you were pornographic, you felt yourself getting closer and closer to the edge, you could already tell that this orgasm was going to shake you thoroughly.

All you could manage to do, to say, was chant your boyfriends’ name like a prayer.

“Come on now, dove, give us another” Remus leaned down to kiss you, his tongue caressing yours, you couldn’t help but moan in his open mouth.

You obliged, drenching Sirius’s cock as your brain completely shut down. You could feel your boyfriend coming inside of you, but you just couldn’t bring yourself down to Earth.

You found yourself in a hot tub, James massaging your shoulders behind you while Remus stood kneeling outside of it, rubbing your feet.

“How do you feel? Good?”

You hummed, looking up at your long-haired boyfriend, your hand reaching up caress his face.

“Really, love? Me and Remus are both cuddling you, and it’s him you reward?” James’s tone had no bite in it, still you reached your other hand behind his head, scratching his scalp.

“Hey, it’s me who ate her out, it’s only fair, really” He winked at you.

There was a bit of silence, then you felt Remus hands wondering up your thighs.

“What-“

He smiled at you. “I think I can get another one out of you, just relax against Jamie and let me do the work”

You moaned lightly, nuzzling against your boyfriend’s toned chest, wondering what you’ve done to deserve them.

[fallsndreamsalone]

[pandoraistheloml]

no rizz just pretty eyes and a overwhelming amount of knowledge about fictional characters.

[allllium]

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I'm Your Boyfriend

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Little Family

Full Moon Drabble

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It's Blue the Feeling I've got

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Drunk

Sunshine!Reader

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Kiss

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Shy!Reader ~ [ @daenysx ]

Lazy Sunday Morning ~ [ @gtgbabie0 ]

No Boundaries ~ [ @ddejavvu ]

Sore ~ [ @ellecdc ]

Missed Hints ~ [ @empress-simps ]

Scars ~ [ @crimsntwlip ]

Kisses as Payment ~ [ @diwatopia ]

Lunar Possession ~ [ @jasmines-library ]

Anxious!Reader ~ [ @madwcman ]

Drabble ~ [ @contrarinshiit ]

Annoying Serenading ~ [ @shiftermia ]

Infatuated ~ [ @fourmoony ]

Touch Starved ~ [ @gtgbabie0 ]

Introduction to the Son ~ [ @starzqzi ]

Never His ~ [ @weasleykisses ]

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It's Nice to Have a Friend

Sweet Nothing

↳ [ @jamespottersdaisy ]

Migraine ~ [ @moonstruckme ]

Blue Moon ~ [ @ellecdc ]

Unconditionally ~ [ @sarahisslytherin ]

Snappy ~ [ @luveline ]

[daddiesdrarryy]

Just because he’s my favorite character doesn’t mean I don’t want to see him suffering

[notnotravenpond]

i’m sure i’m as tired as he is

[tealeavesandtrash]

Wolfstar Micro Fic - @wolfstarmicrofic prompt: First I Love You - 289 words

The first time Remus says ‘I love you’ he doesn’t mean it. Sirius knows he doesn’t mean it because he’s half-asleep, fresh off the back of a full moon and obviously a little dopey from the pain potions. 

Sirius sits on the hospital bed next to him, recounting the day's events that Remus missed, Remus absentmindedly playing with Sirius’ hands while he talks—tracing random patterns on his skin with sluggish fingers. 

The hand-holding is new. It may be Sirius’ favourite thing about the recent development in their friendship. Or maybe it’s the kissing. Or the cuddling. It’s all his favourite. 

“You doing okay there, moonbeam?” (The pet names are also new and a contender for favourite thing.)

Remus’ eyes flicker up, lagging a moment behind with a hazy, lopsided smile. “M’okay.”

“You seem a little tired.”

Remus scrunches his face, gives an exaggerated shrug. Whatever Pomfrey pumped him up on has sent him halfway to Twinkle Town and it would be hilarious if he wasn’t so damn cute.

Sirius kicks off his shoes, swings his legs up onto the bed and Remus responds immediately. Despite all his gangly long limbs, Remus sleeps like a limpet. Curls into Sirius’ side and clings steadfast to him.

It comes as a muffled, half-asleep whisper as Remus drifts off. So quiet that Sirius isn’t sure he heard it properly.

‘I love you.’

And it's still early days, too early into their relationship to know for sure. (Except Sirius is sure, has been sure for ages.) And it is clearly some half-conscious ramblings that don’t mean anything and that Remus won’t remember.

But it’s enough for now. Enough to make Sirius’ heart skip a beat. Enough until he’s ready to say it back properly.

[evyltalks]

My contribution to the Marauders Cruel Summer Exchange!🖤

This project has been such a journey and I’m so excited to finally share it! Things took a little longer than planned (life happens) but it was so worth it to see everything come together in the end

I want to give a massive thank-you to Emma ( @emjayeingray ), the most patient and talented binder I could have hoped to work with. She made this process so fun, and her creativity and kindness made brainstorming ideas an absolute joy. She is a true gem and ofc the final binding is just stunning!

And, of course, thank you to @vellichorbindery for inviting me to participate in this amazing exchange.

For my part, I worked on the art on the cover and the little sketches printed inside the pages. Seeing it all bound so beautifully by Emma made all the effort so worth it.

Also a huge shout out to @mollymarymarie who wrote this masterpiece !!

[moonysbookshelves]

art heist, baby! by @otrtbs

the time i bound ahb, promptly hopped on a flight to new york city, and then shamelessly cried in front of degas dancers (also saw so many other works mentioned in the fic!! the rothkos nearly took me out)

the whole bind is inspired by galleries! each chapter has a different work mentioned in the story with a little placard indicating the chapter name/number plus the artist details ◡̈ the maps on the cover are copenhagen + brazil because I love pain

+ a paperback copy for my fandom buddy because misery loves company

(bound with permission ◡̈)

[fox-marauder]

"not all men" you're right remus lupin would never

[s-lorelei]

I can't defend the Marauders.

I don't care what anyone says, so Marauders apologists can go somewhere else.

They were all despicable. All of them. Even Lily.

She "defends" Severus and then turns right back around and calls him Snivellus, just because he called her a Mudblood out of anger at being hexxed and jinxed and having his mouth washed out with soap at the hands of James, all because he "existed."

Remus Lupin was a prefect at the time and what did he do? Sat there reading his book and did absolutely nothing. The entire reason he was a prefect was because Dumbledore thought he could control his friends a bit, but nope!

And the fact that Sirius had always told Harry how "great" James was. Bullshit. He was your bestie, ofc you'd lie and say he was awesome and did no wrong. Screw you, Sirius.

(This is just me being angry after reading "Snape's Worst Memory" again and being pissed for the umpteenth time)

[alwaysanundertone]

@randomcreator-09 thank you for the request! I did my best even though this isn't something I'm too familiar with, but I tried! Hope you'll enjoy it

Day 27: breeding kink | Remus Lupin

smut

TW: breeding kink, piv, nipple play

You didn’t know what was happening to your boyfriend lately, but he was… unhinged.

On Monday, you were going to class when you were snatched into a corner of the hallway, Remus’s hands all over you, touching and groping anywhere he could reach. This wasn’t something you were used to, your boyfriend usually being more discreet in public. It was hot, of course it was when you were the centre of your boyfriend’s attention; still, you couldn’t help but be a bit alarmed by the sudden shift in his behaviour.

Then, on Wednesday he quite literally drag you out of potions class to fuck you in a bathroom, and it was then that it clicked: the blood moon was approaching.

Only a few months before Remus talked to you about his furry problem and about how much he hated not being in control of his actions under the moon’s influence. After that, you read all about the moon’s phases, you studied in the library on every book you could find, and you stood by his side during that time of the month.

This time, though, it was a bit different. You knew that the blood moon could cause some changes you weren’t used to, you thought Remus would become more possessive, you didn’t even think about the sexual part.

So, now that you were in his bedroom and he was quite literally reducing your clothes to shreds, you couldn’t help to be a bit excited about the changes that you were about to see.

“Gonna make you feel so” He groaned, interrupting himself, his hands gripping your hips to the point of bruising. “Good you won’t be able to think about anything else”

You moaned as he connected his lips to your neck, sucking harshly, marking you. He lowered himself as his mouth connected to your tits, his hips rutting against your naked core, making you shiver. He nipped at the supple skin, then licking over the mark to soothe you. You whimpered as he sucked at your nipples, the stimulation going straight to your core, which was now leaving an embarrassing wet stain on Remus’s grey boxers.

He followed your gaze, chuckling darkly when he saw the splotch. “Look at the mess you made, you’re  so needy”

With one swift motion his boxers were off, and he was now hovering over you. His eyes were hyper focused on your every movement, but most importantly, it was like something changed inside of him. Looking into his eyes, you didn’t see his usual soft gaze, there was something more primal in it, it was like your Remus was somewhere else.

You cradled his cheeks with your hands, he sighed, closing his eyes.

“I love you” He smiled softly at that, pecking your lips.

“I love you more”

Then, the sweet moment was gone as he spread your legs, his hands securing them on both sides of his waist. With one, deep thrust he entered you. He didn’t give you time to adjust, he was immediately rutting inside of you at a fast pace, your tits bouncing, almost hurting you.

He gripped one of your thighs, throwing one of your knees on his shoulder, the new angle making you  whimper. “Yes, that’s it love, tell me how good I can make you feel”

He lowered his lips on your neck once again, you knew that you’d be waking up with a bruised neck. The hand that wasn’t holding your leg flew to your clit, rubbing it harshly, making you gasp.

“Remus… Slow… Down” You panted, back arched as you tried to hold back the obscene moans that were begging to fly out of your mouth.

He slapped your pussy, a burning sensation immediately adding to your wetness. “You will take what I will give you” He thrusted inside of you once again, this time hitting your G-spot, making you gasp. He smiled. “Yeah, there it is.”

He intensified the pressure on your clit, and in no time you were coming all over his dick. You clenched around him, making him groan. He picked up hi speed once again. “Gonna fill you with my babies, love” You moaned, him grinning down at you. “You’d like that, don’t you?”

Your clit felt raw as he kept on rubbing on it, your head spinning with all the stimulation you were enduring, his words only making you wetter. “Remus, please, I can’t”

“You will” He pressed down on your lower belly, rutting into you, and you couldn’t help but come as he filled you with his seed.

He stood on his forearms, caging you in while he tried to catch his breath, his forehead shining with sweat. After a bit, he kissed your forehead, cooing when you whimpered as he pulled out.

As his seed flowed out of you, he pushed it back in, making you shiver. He slowly rolled up your panties, kissing just above your mons Venus, smiling up at you.

“Can’t wait until you’re all full with my babies”

You sighed, reaching down to scratch his head. Even though you both knew that it was nearly impossible, given the fact that you were on the pill, you couldn’t help but smile at the prospect of a life with Remus and your kids.

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[fallsndreamsalone]

I feel bad for all the straight men who never got to experience the feeling of being 13 staying up till 3am reading fan fiction

[ynscrazylife]

seekers get stitches (poly!marauders x slytherin!seeker!reader)

In your opinion, the Marauders are arseholes. They were tolerable as first years, even as second years, but was they grew up, they only got more annoying as their pranks got bigger and bigger. It doesn’t help that they seem to hate all Slytherins, which is the house you belong to. You understand that yes, many of the students have given the house a bad name, but it’s not all of you! Yet somehow, you frequently ended up on the unfortunate end of many of their pranks.

Now, you’ve had the chance to stand up to them, being the Seeker for the Slytherin Quidditch Team this season. James is the Seeker for the Gryffindor Quidditch Team, giving the Marauders even more of a reason to dislike you. James and Sirius even go as far as to hang around during your team’s practice time, booing you or making jokes at your expense from the stands.

Well, it’s the semi-finals. Gryffindor vs. Slytherin. Whoever wins this will go up against Ravenclaw for this year’s Quidditch Cup. Everyone is talking about this game — Remus even put his book down to pay attention. Both teams’ chasers have been scouring points, but the crowd’s eyes are locked onto you and James. You can feel hundreds of stares lasered on your back as you race around the pitch. When you finally spot the golden blur of the snitch, you don’t think twice before racing towards it. James follows you and soon, you’re quite literally neck and neck.

“Just give up now, Y/LN! You’re not gonna catch it,” James yells over the wind.

His words vaguely register in your mind, but you don’t pay attention. Everything is riding on this. You’ll either return to the common room as your house’s hero to pat on the back or their villain to torment.

“What, no comeback?” James prods.

You grunt, stretching your hands out. The snitch’s wings flutter against your fingertips. You lean forward as far as possible, one shaky hand remaining on the broom, you’re so close.

But so is James. His hand joins yours. Curse his tall stature, you think. It’s just not fair!

You swear you’re about to have it in your hand when—a bludger beams your shoulder, knocking you sideways and directly into James. The snitch flies away as the both of you fall, tumbling straight towards the ground. Lights out.

//

When you open your eyes, you find the faces of a couple friends staring back down at you. They tell you that you’re in the hospital wing after a Quidditch accident, with a dislocated shoulder, a concussion, and a broken ankle. Madame Pomfrey used a spell to set your shoulder, but you still need to stay in bed and take potions for your injuries, requiring a longer stay here.

“Who caught the snitch?” You ask, the memories hazy.

“I did.”

You turn your head, only to see James Potter lying in the bed next to you. Sirius Black and Remus Lupin are sitting by him and they wave. James’ nose, arm, and leg are all bandaged up.

“Caught it right before you knocked into me,” James elaborates.

Your stomach churns, realizing why only your friends are here and not your team. You lost the game for them, they must be disappointed.

“I’m sorry,” you murmur, unsure of what you’re supposed to say to that.

“Don’t be, it’s the bludger’s fault. James is just being difficult,” Remus says, waving his hand. Out of the three of them, he’s definitely the nicest.

//

As the days go on, Sirius and Remus are there every day. Your friends aren’t. They visit a couple more times, then they stop. They’re busy, they have classes, you understand. At least, that’s what you tell yourself. Oftentimes, you end up accidentally listening to the Marauders’ conversations. James gives Sirius and Remus his plans for pranks, the other two update them on what’s going on around the castle.

They visit a lot.

One afternoon, you wake up from a nap to find them visiting again, though, and talking about you.

“Isn’t it weird that her friends barely visit her?”

“Haven’t seen her team around either. Thought Slytherins cared about their own.”

“Must suck for her.”

“Yeah.”

Your nap wasn’t particularly good, with the uncomfortable mattress and scratchy sheets. You open your eyes, frowning at the trio, in a bad mood. “You know, I don’t need your pity,” you say.

Three heads snap towards you, all looking like deer in headlights (you have no clue that for James, it’s truer than you think).

“It’s not - we’re not pitying you. It’s, uh, empathy,” Sirius rushes to cover them.

You roll your eyes. “Uh-huh,” you say, not believing him. You shake your head, tired of lying in this bed and being in pain and having the three of them sit next to you day after day after day. You decide you’re done here, your arm’s in a sling, your ankle’s almost 100% healed, it’s fine.

You throw the blanket aside, standing up, only to stumble. It’s not your ankle, it’s your head. Damn concussion.

“Woah, woah,” Remus says, both him and Sirius getting up to approach you. “You should sit back down.”

“I’m fine,” you say stubbornly, taking a couple more unbalanced steps only for Sirius to grasp at your arm.

“Come on, don’t make us tell Pomfrey on you, it’d really hurt my reputation,” Sirius says, smiling.

You snatch your arm away, anger flaring up. “Like I give a bloody hell about your reputation!” You exclaim.

“Hey, what’s the problem?” Sirius asks, putting his hands up.

“My problem? You guys are the ones who have a problem with me! You’re always asses to me, then you talk about me behind my back . . . I don’t even see why you care where I go or what I do. I’m a Slytherin, remember?” You say.

That quiets the Marauders. They’re not sure how to respond because, well, you’re right. Slytherins are easy to hate, so they hate them.

“Y/L/N, back in bed.”

Crap. It’s Pomfrey. You sigh and do what he says. The Marauders don’t say anything else.

//

After a couple more days, James is out of the hospital wing, managing to talk Pomfrey into releasing him. You’re still stuck there, as the concussion’s giving you trouble.

It’s lonely without their chatter. As much as they annoy you, you miss it. You miss them. Just a little bit. When they’re not hating on Slytherins, they’re . . . Nice. Fun.

It’s just your luck that they come around again, to visit you.

“Hey,” James says, Remus and Sirius behind you.

You huff. “Hi,” you say, making a tight line with your lips. What are they doing here? They don’t care.

“We wanted to see how you were doing and, uh, talk, if we can?” Remus says, politely smiling at you.

“If it’s more bullshit on pitying me—” you start.

“It’s not. We don’t like Slytherins, okay?” Sirius says, pulling up a chair and sitting down next to you. James and Remus follow.

You take a breath and stare, waiting for the explanation.

“A lot of them believe in all the Death Eater shit,” James says.

“But not all,” you point out.

James nods. “Not all. But we’re pranksters. We prank Slytherins because it’s easy. We also prank other houses but you’re right, we like to target Slytherins. There’s no reason for that other than that we can. It’s-it’s easy to not like them. To convince ourselves that they deserve it. For you, it was easy to . . . To not like you, either. Quidditch rivalry, right? But you have a point. We shouldn’t . . . We shouldn’t be so, ah, mean to all of them. The ones who aren’t into the Death Eater shit,” he explains.

You’re a bit surprised, a bit suspicious. Is this really the truth?

“Not so easy to convince yourself anymore, is it?” You ask.

“No, it’s not,” Sirius affirms.

“We brought cards,” Remus offers, taking a deck out of his pockets. “Figured you were pretty bored in here.”

“Prove it to me that you’re being honest, then I’ll think about playing cards with you,” you say, putting on a brave face. You have no clue that if they’ll actually do it or not.

But they agree to your terms. They start being real, not targeting random Slytherins. They stop being mean.

Eventually, you do agree to play cards with them. You’re almost out of the hospital wing, too. In fact, it’s your last night there, you’ve just beat them all in the game, when you decide to ask them why. What compelled them to come seek you out after James got out of the hospital wing, if not just feeling bad?

“Isn’t it obvious?” Sirius asks, grinning. “We’ve all fallen for you, love.”

That sparks the start of something new for the four of you.

[everythingisromant1c]

It's Always Been You

james potter x fem!reader

Completed! Series

summary - You've known golden-boy James Potter for as long as you can remember. Though you don't just know him—he's your very best friend. But there's just one problem: you've fallen deeply, madly in love with him. Or two problems, if you count his thing for your friend Lily Evans. As time goes by, all you want is to get over him. Although, James seems set on making that the most impossible challenge of them all.

tags: James Potter x f!reader, childhood best friends to lovers, pining, unrequited love (or is it), "why are you pushing me away?", some miscommunication, Marauder!reader, hurt/comfort, angst, and a kiss that changed everything.

warnings: underage drinking, some mild cursing, occasional innuendo, she/her pronouns used, no use of y/n

a/n: this story has been a long time in the making ... but I'm very excited for it to be out! a very special thank u to everyone who supported it during its release, it rly means the world to me. with that being said, happy reading !! hope you guys enjoy <3 - e

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*masterlist

read here:

Chapter 1 ->

Chapter 2 ->

Chapter 3 ->

Chapter 4 ->

Chapter 5 ->

Chapter 6 ->

Chapter 7 ->

Chapter 8 ->

Chapter 9 ->

Chapter 10 ->

Chapter 11 ->

Chapter 12 ->

*completed* <33

[professor-scribbls]

The World We Left Behind - Character Designs

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