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wreckofawriter · 1 year ago

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Hii! May I request a Harry Potter pairing? ^^

About me: I'm filipino + korean with short sort of pixie cut hair in black, my height is 5'4" and my expression is sort of dead-looking at times when I'm bored but my eyes turn into crescents when I smile or laugh (????)

My Hogwarts house is ravenclaw. My personality is INTJ 6w5, I'm reserved at first and not the best at socialization, I'm better at interacting with people that I never have to see again than socialize with people I'm stuck with for extended periods of time.

Once I'm comfortable I'm honest and sometimes even blunt with confrontation, I don't like lying to people. I'm the most likely to provide solutions to my friends and give them support. I'm big on mutual trust and only lend my possessions to friends or people that I trust to return it back in time.

My hobbies are debate, writing, sketching, and my love languages are quality time and gift giving. If I were in Hogwarts, my favorite subjects would be transfiguration and potions, and after graduating my dream job would be the minister for magic.

Thank you sm! Sorry if it's a bit long ^^;;;

i pair you with...

Remus Lupin

(got a bit carried away, sorry for the wait!)

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Remus had never been so nervous for a class before. Not even his OWLs the previous year had caused such a sickening anxiety, yet now he felt as if he were going to vomit just thinking about his approaching potions lessons. He felt quite pathetic knowing there was no good reason for his unease, after all it was just some girl. It was all your fault of course, paired slightly with his own. It's just that you were so distracting that he couldn’t seem to stop embarrassing himself and it was costing him his dignity and his potions grade.

Just last week he had been so busy watching you chop your nettles that he had dropped far too much salamander blood into his cauldron and his potion had melted straight through its bottom where it then sunk though his desk and finally landed on the dungeon floor with a hissing squelch.

James and Sirius had been laughing so hard they knocked over their own cauldron which spilled over Peter who had to be rushed up to the hospital wing as his skin began to turn pink and burst with what looked like bubbles. All three of them had received 0 marks for the class and worst of all you watched it all happen, face full of giggles and eyes shaped like crescents. He had found himself hoping his potion would burn a hole in the floor for him to jump into.

And now he had to suffer yet another round of being stuck in a dungeon with you and Slughorn, who seemed insistent on choosing exponentially difficult tasks for them each week. Today, Remus was fixed on not humiliating himself and was willing to take drastic measures to do so. He had made a small list of rules in his head. Rule number one was; think about nothing but his potion and the directions on the board. Rule number two was don’t, under any circumstances, look at you.

This would be a difficult task as all he ever seemed to do nowadays was look at you, but with the memory of his last lesson in his mind he found himself feeling absolutely determined as he and Sirius head down towards the dungeons after lunch. His friend was chatting idly beside him about some girl whose name Remus had forgotten and didn’t care to ask for again. By the time they had reached Slughorn's classroom Sirius had exhausted the topic of girls and set onto a discussion of their next full moon. Remus hushed him desperately as you and a curly haired friend sat at the table beside them.

It was at that moment when he noticed that you had put on quite a bit of perfume that morning. In fact you must have put an amount that was downright alarming because suddenly the entire dungeon reeked of you. He was so startled by this sudden realization that he had not noticed James flop into his chair muttering something about Lily’s shampoo.

Remus found it down right impossible to not look at you in the current state he was in, but before he had a chance to turn and stare, Peter came tumbling into the classroom, his hair askew and nose bleeding. At that same moment, Slughorn burst from his office and collided with the student, the lidded cauldron in his hands flying to the ground.

The lid popped off and at once Remus was filled with the sudden urge to turn and kiss you. He made to do so but was stopped when he saw that you were looking straight back at him. You had a sort of far-away look in your eyes, your mouth drawn into a soft smile.

“Hey Remus.” You said dreamily and his stomach did a backflip.

His mouth was dry and his cheeks hot, “Hey.” was all he was able to manage as you moved even closer to him, your head tilted at a slight angle.

You weren’t sure what compelled you to do so but you suddenly stretched your hand out and with the tip of your finger and traced a thin white scar that broke across his nose and spilled over his lips.

“I always quite liked your scars.” You admitted quietly, eyes following your own movements until you came to rest just below his bottom lip.

Remus flushed, he had never felt so warm in his entire life.

“We should go out.” The words spilled out of his mouth in a confident tumble, surprising him almost as much as they did you.

And just then the warmth was sucked from the room and your finger dropped. Realizing how close you were, Remus sat back up swiftly, eyes wide as he stared horrified up at the front of the classroom. Slughorn has now replaced the lid onto his cauldron and vanished what of the potion had managed to leak onto the floor.

“I am so sorry Professor!” Peter gasped, blood now staining his teeth, “Peeves, he he-”

Slughorn let out a magnificent bellow of laughter. “It's quite alright.” He chuckled, “Quite alright my boy.”

‘Well then!” He smiled across the sea of students as Peter guiltily took his seat, “I was going to have you name and identify the effects of this potion but something tells me that you all just experienced it yourself!”

While Slughorn looked quite happy with this outcome, Remus -and many other students around the room- shifted uncomfortably in their seats. Next to him Sirius looked so still one would have thought he had been struck by a jinx.

Remus tried desperately to control his breathing as Slughorn waved his wand and the word Amortentia appeared in chalk on the board behind him.

What have I done he thought miserably.

“So can anyone tell me what this potion is?” Slughorn asked, still grinning.

There was a beat of silence before, much to Remus’ surprise, you shakily raised your hand beside him.

“Yes?” your professor asked expectantly.

“Amortentia is the most powerful love potion in the world sir.” you all but whispered, “It is known to cause an intense infatuation or obsession from those who consume it.” you were quite red in the face now, and Remus felt as if he had been knocked over when you shot him a shy glance blushing even harder when your eyes met.

“Very good!” Slughorn applauded, “Five points to Ravenclaw!” He then paused for a moment and grinned even wider, “And would you mind dear, telling me what you smell when that potion spilled all over the floor?”

You looked shocked by this question and opened and closed your mouth twice in an attempt to answer it before any words came out, “Old books.” You spoke breathlessly, “Fresh rain, old books and,” but the rest of your sentence trailed away so quietly even Remus, who sat directly beside you, could not make it out.

“I'm sorry, what was that last one dear?” Slughorn asked, cupping his ear.

“Chocolate!” you shouted suddenly, flushing impossibly redder, “Old books, fresh rain and chocolate sir.” Your gaze flickered to Remus again who now stared back at you without blinking.

“Ah.” Your professor sighed, “Now who doesn’t love chocolate?” He turned and began to scribble on the board.

You leaned quickly over to Remus as he did, surprising the boy so that he had to force himself not to jump back.

“Yes.” You said in a giddy whisper.

Remus stared at you, confused, “What?”

You bit your lip nervously, but continued on, “Yes, I'd really like to go out with you.” you responded in such a rush he almost couldn’t make out what you had said.

Remus was dumb struck, surely he was in some sort of enchanting dream and he would soon wake, disappointed and flustered in his dormitory meters above him, “Really?”

At this point you began to become discouraged, “O-only if you meant it. You did mean it didn’t you?” you felt shockingly small.

But relief washed over you in a wave as Remus broke into a dazzling smile. “Of course I meant it.” His eyes seemed glued to yours, his eye contact so heavy you thought you might burst under its weight, “But are you sure you did?”

You sputtered for a moment not expecting the question, “Yes, obviously!” you muttered still quite red in the cheeks.

“Well good then.” Remus spoke, suddenly feeling as though he could have kissed you again, but the lid was still slightly sealed and as the two of you slowly settled back into the lesson Remus began to realize that this was a feeling he was going to be getting a lot.

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ellecdc · 9 months ago

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okay so I just wanted to start by saying I love you're moonwater stories so much.

Ive been thinking about this like paring ig for a bit and your recent moonwater story when r gets home from girls night just made me think of it more so if you're interested id love for you to do it.

Basically its like poly moonwater plus Barty ive been calling it moonwaterkiller in my head (idk if its already a ship or already has a name but I haven't been able to find anything) but basically I feel like r and Barty would be like a chaotic duo and reg and rem would just be like wtf a lot idk... I just think it has some potential and I just love your writing so fucking much.

(I also just love how you write Barty)

so if you're interested I think it would be cool

much love :)

I love the way your mind works babes. thanks for your request! (it's almost two am where I am so please forgive any awkward sentences or spelling mistakes). also, if I didn't completely lose everyone with my DeathStar fics - this may very well do it. && this was written with the help of our fabulous @unstablereader

poly!moonwater x chaotic fem!reader + Barty Crouch Junior

Regulus didn’t know whether to be concerned or slightly aroused at the slightly deranged way that Remus was stalking the halls in search of you and Barty.

You and Regulus had both at one point or another been in a friends-with-benefits situation with Barty (albeit separately) during your time in school, before you and Regulus went and fell in love with a Gryffindor.

Regulus still wasn’t quite over the humiliation; both of falling in love and falling in love with a Gryffindor.

Of course, you and Regulus both stayed friends with Barty; Regulus mostly because he couldn’t shake him (ignoring the fact that Regulus really was quite fond of his maniacal friend), and you because the two of you really were sort of two sides of the same hyperactive galleon.

And though Remus (and sometimes Regulus) liked to pretend that yours and Barty’s friendship caused them grief, they couldn’t deny how much they valued Barty’s loyalty and devotion to his friends; specifically you.

Regulus’ new favourite thing was easily Remus’ new found appreciation for Barty.

Up until this point, Barty had been his notoriously flirty and salacious self when it came to the likes of Remus, who wasn’t yet accustomed to Barty’s unique…personality.

However, once Remus realised the history between his two partners and the other Slytherin boy, he quickly came to appreciate the kind of pull Barty could have on people.

So, Remus had started flirting back.

Barty hated it.

Regulus loved it.

You started keeping track of the number of times Remus reduced Barty to a blushing and stuttering mess in your notebook.

Barty hated that too.

It was nearing curfew and Remus and Regulus hadn’t seen you all afternoon.

Usually that was fine, considering you were a bit of a free spirit. What was concerning, however, was that they hadn’t seen Barty either.

Regulus watched as Remus checked the stupid map that his brother and their friends had created when his brows furrowed in confusion.

“What? Don’t tell me they’re in the middle of the Black Lake again?” Regulus asked quickly, moving to stand over Remus’ shoulder to peer at the map.

“Again?”

“Don’t ask.” Regulus muttered.

“But…doesn’t Barty not know how to swim?”

“I said don’t ask.”

Seeming to know better, Remus turned back and pointed towards the Ravenclaw common room on the map. “It says they’re up in Ravenclaw tower?”

“For fuck’s sake.” Regulus muttered, dragging a hand over his face.

“How’d two Slytherin’s manage to get into Ravenclaw tower?” Remus asked bemusedly, earning him an unimpressed glare from Regulus.

“Remus, I love you, but that was perhaps the dumbest question you’ve ever asked me.”

Remus rolled his eyes as he closed the map and tucked it back into his trunk.

“Come on, we might be able to catch up to Pandora on her way up and have her help us in.”

They had indeed caught up to Pandora, and Pandora had indeed helped them in, though it seemed to be for naught.

“I thought your stupid map said they were here.” Regulus muttered as he surveyed the common room, unable to spot a single lick of green and silver.

“It’s not stupid and they are in here.” Remus muttered back, moving to stand in the dead centre of the room.

“How do you know they’re here if you can’t see them?”

Remus glared at Regulus before looking around to ensure no one could hear them. “I can smell them.” He whispered.

Well Regulus just didn’t know what good these wolfy senses were if they were still out two Slytherin’s.

“Shit.” Regulus heard whispered suddenly as a quill fell from the air and landed beside his foot.

Remus and Regulus both looked up to see you and Barty casually lounging in the chandelier above them.

“Are you sodding kidding me!?” Regulus shouted.

“I think our cover’s been blown.” You said simply to Barty as if you didn’t have two fuming and fretting boyfriends standing nearly forty feet give or take below you.

“Pity.” Barty responded as he peered down. “This was a nice refuge.”

“How’d you even get up there?” Remus cried, pacing like he was getting ready to catch you should you fall.

“Magic.” Barty taunted from above.

“Junior, so help me gods if that witch falls I-”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, Lupin. I resent the insinuation that I would ever let anything happen to our sweet angel baby.” Barty bit back immediately.

“Okay, okay. Fair enough.” Remus acquiesced as if he were negotiating a hostage situation. “Why don’t you both just come down here, nice and slow, okay?”

Both you and Barty leaned forward to look down at the two boys, causing the chandelier to swing precariously.

“Fucking hells! Stop moving!” Remus shrieked, causing the attention of the few Ravenclaws sitting in the common room to look over.

“Such a worrier.” Barty muttered as he stood and started manoeuvring himself to the edge of the chandelier - you following him over and causing the chandelier to tip to a nearly 90 degree angle.

“I’m going to be sick, I’m actually going to throw up right here.” Regulus muttered mostly to himself whilst Remus tried to stand directly underneath you lest you need to be caught.

To Remus and Regulus’ absolute horror, Barty launched himself away from the chandelier, grabbing at the billowy banners hanging from the ceiling causing the chandelier to swing away from him like a pendulum.

“JUNIOR!” Remus shouted, causing Barty to momentarily look shamefaced as he looked below him.

As the chandelier swung towards the opposite wall, you too launched yourself at one of the billowy banners hanging from the ceiling and began monkey climbing down them.

“Can you make sure she doesn’t fall, please.” Remus barked at Regulus as he made his way towards Barty.

Barty let out a high pitched screech and began hastily making his way down the wall. “Run Treasure! Save yourself!” He shouted dramatically.

You turned quickly at that and saw Regulus making his way to you.

You let out a surprised squeak and hurried down, and before Regulus realised what you were doing, you had used your wand to open one of the windows and were shimmying out.

“Oi! What the-” but before Regulus could even shove his torso out the window, you’d managed to shift into your animagus form - a mink, which Regulus felt was very fitting considering what a sodding cheeky minx you were being right now - and began scaling your way down the side of the building.

Regulus was interrupted by the sound of a squeal - Remus’ squeal - and turned to see Remus hanging halfway out of the window in much the same fashion that Regulus had been.

Unlike Regulus, however, Remus had been successful in his capture of Barty and had him hanging from the tallest tower at Hogwarts by one of his arms.

“Junior! Are you trying to sodding kill me!?” Remus barked angrily at him, trying to pull Barty up without any help from Barty himself.

Barty looked up at Remus with all the innocence he could muster (read: none) and winked.

“Catch me if you can, Mr. Wolf.”

And Barty shrunk into his own animagus form - an osprey - and let out a cry before swooping down to pick up something that looked suspiciously like a mink from the eaves of one of the lower towers and took off towards the grounds.

“Fucking son of a bitch.” Remus cursed as he tried catching his breath, still sitting half out of the Ravenclaw window. “Why do we put up with those two?”

Regulus shrugged with all the nonchalance he could muster. “‘Cause they’re cute?”

Remus sighed and hit his head against the windowsill. “They’re so sodding lucky that they are…”

“Come on.” Regulus said, offering Remus a hand and helping him out of the window. “Unfortunately, I know exactly where they went.”

Barty loved nothing more than the feeling of his feet sinking into the sediment of the Black Lake below his feet. He also loved the feeling of being near you, his Treasure. He also loved the idea of two handsome men frantically searching for you, and him by proxy.

All this to say, Barty was having a really nice night.

“Junior!”

Barty’s face morphed into a Cheshire cat grin as he turned towards the voice of the man and his boyfriend as they stormed towards the waters edge.

“Well hello, Lupin. How nice of you to join us; care for a dip?”

“Get out of the water.” Regulus drawled in a bored tone.

“Why would I do such a thing? The water’s lovely, I’m in wonderful company, and we’re going to feed the Giant Squid.” He argued.

“Barty.” Remus barked with all the severity he could manage. “You don’t know how to swim.”

Barty scoffed indignantly. “Yeah, well…neither can Reggie!”

“That’s why I’m standing on the shore you absolute bell-end.” Regulus countered quickly.

Remus turned his furious gaze into a bemused one as he took in Regulus. “Do you really not know how to swim either?”

“None of us can!” You shouted from your disturbingly deeper place within the lake as the gentle waves nearly lapped against your skirt.

“Oh, for the love of- you know what? This summer, everyone’s getting swimming lessons.” Remus proclaimed.

“Ou, does that mean I get to see you in your swim trunks, Lupin?” Barty called.

Remus, without missing a beat, started towards Barty, walking into the lake in his shoes and all. “You could see me right now, in less, for free, Junior. You only had to ask.”

Barty let out a screech and tried running towards you, albeit in slow motion on account of the water’s resistance. “Y/N! Treasure! Help! Make him stop!”

“No can do, bubs.” You called back in monotone, still throwing chunks of bread towards the middle of the Lake in hopes of eliciting the company of one Giant Squid.

“Dove, you’re going to catch a cold; get out of the water.” Remus called to you, pants soaked up to his knees after giving up on chasing Barty in the water.

“We’re trying to make friends!” You whined.

“You cannot make friends with a squid, amour. He will eat you.” Regulus explained from the shore.

“He wouldn’t eat his friend.” You scoffed.

“Dove.” Remus barked again.

“I want to see the the big water kitty!” You whined again, turning towards the boys and offering the most pathetic pout you could muster.

Regulus scoffed from his place, still dry on the shore, Remus let out a pained sigh, and Barty all but skipped towards you.

“A valiant death it will be!” He cheered before he felt the fabric of his jumper being summoned by an accio, dragging him unceremoniously through the water towards Remus.

“No! Ah! AH! STRANGER DANGER. STRANGER DANGER!” He shrieked as Remus threw him over his shoulder.

“Okay, well, now you’re just showing off, Lupin.” He muttered, crossing his arm petulantly as Remus held his free hand out to you.

“Dove, please? Come inside with me?”

You looked distressed at this and moved obediently towards Remus. “Are you mad at me?” You asked timidly.

Barty could actually feel Remus’ body soften beneath him as he allowed some of his tension to dissipate. “Of course not, dovey. I love you.”

You leaned over and pecked a kiss to the corner of his mouth before turning into your animagus mink and swimming to the shore, crawling up Regulus’ pant leg (who admonished you in faux contempt for ruining his trousers), and allowed him to carry you back to the castle.

Barty was feeling petulant about the whole matter of being chased and chastised so decided then that he was going to force Remus to carry him all the way back to the castle in silence.

Unfortunately for Barty, he hated silence.

He was at least proud he’d made it to the dungeons before giving up on his vow of silence.

“You’re really not upset with her?” Barty asked quietly from his current prison. He could feel Remus’ head tilt in confusion, though his steps never faltered.

“Of course not?” He responded as a question.

“Hmmm.” Barty said, racking his brain for something to upset or fluster this man.

“Oh! What about me having slept with both your boyfriend and your girlfriend?”

“What about it?” Remus asked plainly.

“Well…aren’t you upset about that?”

Remus scoffed and adjusted his grip on Barty, hand’s migrating none too innocently up the back of his thighs. “Junior. The only thing I’m upset about is that you haven’t slept with all three of us. I don’t like feeling left out, you know?”

Barty made a strangled sound as he struggled in Remus’ grip to no avail, causing you and Regulus to chuckle from a few strides ahead as you all stepped into the Slytherin common room.

“We told you he was smooth, Barty.” You chuckled.

“You should hear him in bed.” Regulus taunted, reaching over to pinch Barty’s arse, causing him to yelp and start cursing at him.

Remus relented and put Barty down, who immediately made for Regulus’ throat.

“Easy, Junior.” Remus chuckled, pulling him back by the shoulder. “You wanna keep Reg around, don’t you?”

Barty harrumphed and crossed his arms indignantly.

“We’d like to keep you around.” Remus continued.

Barty grumbled again and let out a quiet. “Fine.”

Remus beamed at him, which was very alarming if you asked Barty, as they stepped into his and Regulus’ shared dorm; Rosier and Avery were already asleep in their beds with their curtains drawn.

“Yeah? You’ll let us keep you?” Remus asked.

“I said fine, Lupin.” He bit back.

“Great. So we’re in a relationship then.” He explained simply, causing Barty to level him with a severe glare. “How dare you, Lupin. Never say such vile things to me again.” He spat before storming towards the boy’s bathroom.

Regulus groaned and grabbed his own toiletries before making his way to the washroom behind him. “I’ll go make sure he doesn’t try to drown himself in the shower again.”

Remus shook his head and changed into his pyjamas before climbing into Regulus’ bed and pulling you towards him.

“So, explain this to me, Dove. Why is Barty the way he is?”

You snorted a laugh and turned to face him. “You’re going to have to be way more specific, love.”

Remus chuckled and ran his hands up and down your back. “He likes Reg. He loves you. He seems sweet on me. We invite him to be ours and he accepts - but runs when we make it mean something?”

You smiled up at your boyfriend and booped his nose with a perfectly manicured finger - which Remus found very confusing considering you spend your spare time scaling the rafters of grand ceilings and enticing Giant Squids from their hiding places. “Barty doesn’t understand, Rem. He wouldn’t know love if it punched him right in the face.”

Remus could feel his brows furrow and he pulled you in tighter to his chest. “Dove…love doesn’t punch you in the face?”

Apparently that had been the wrong thing to say as you rolled your eyes in exasperation and threw your head back onto the pillow. “You see? That’s the kind of thing someone who grew up loved would know.”

It’s not that Remus ever really forgot to worry about you per se, but he sometimes really worried about you Purebloods.

At some point in the night, you had apparently decided Remus and Regulus’ bed was too hot and moved to Barty’s. Remus would have been slightly more petulant about the matter if he hadn’t thought you looked absolutely precious with Barty resting his head on your chest.

He looked so innocent in his sleep.

Sleep clearly didn’t know him very well.

Remus was shocked when the four of you entered the Great Hall for breakfast and Barty actually followed you three to the Gryffindor table. Though Remus was trying to play it cool, he couldn’t help but feel a flutter of hope surge within him at what that might mean for the three four of you.

Remus was just about to bite into his toast when a sultry voice sounded from behind Barty.

“Hello, Bartemus.” Amelia Bones sing-songed as she trailed a finger up Barty’s arm.

His brows furrowed almost comically from above the rim of his coffee cup before he slowly lowered it and turned to consider the Hufflepuff.

“Bones. Can I help you?” He asked, punctuating the word help as he plucked her fingers from his being between his two fingers as if he’d found something really quite disgusting on his person.

“I was thinking, you could help me, perhaps tonight?”

Barty turned to look at her incredulously.

“Help with what, Amelia? I’m really quite busy.” He spat, gesturing wildly to his cup of coffee.

“An orgasm or two? Gods, you’re pissy in the mornings.”

Barty scoffed, sounding completely scandalised as he clutched at non-existent pearls adorning his neck. “I am sitting here with my beloveds, Amelia. For shame. You see this lot? I’m theirs, capiche?”

Amelia looked bemusedly at the group of you before shaking her head in confusion. “Whatever you say, Junior.”

She moseyed on away, and Barty turned back towards his cup of coffee. “The gall of some people, honestly.” He said in exasperation, downing the rest of his still hot coffee and standing unceremoniously.

“Well, I best be off. Things to fuck up, people to scare. Tah-tah.” He called, pressing a quick kiss to your hair as he left the Great Hall.

Suddenly, realisation dawned on Remus.

“Ah, I see. So no to a relationship, but he is ours.”

You and Regulus chorused a hum of acknowledgement.

“That’s just how Barty operates. You’ll get used to it.” You explained, still not looking up from the Daily Prophet you had been reading all this time.

Remus didn’t mind getting used to that; not if it meant he managed to get everything he wanted.

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