#sirius black x goddaughter

[reysdriver]

Strawberries & Champagne | R.L.

You and your husband spend a romantic first night out of the house since becoming parents — remus x fem!reader fluff

warnings: sexual references, talks of body-image/insecurity (brief)

words: 1.1k

Tonight is the night of your first date with your husband since your daughter was born 2 months ago. As you get ready, getting changed and finishing up your makeup, the doorbell rings, and you know exactly who it is.

Before you could even ask your husband Remus to get it, you hear the door open and the two friends greeting each other.

After a minute or so of the two men conversing, Remus knocked on your bedroom door, and then opened it slightly so he could talk to you, but was still respecting your privacy and not looking or letting anyone in.

"Honey, Sirius is here to watch Olive. Are you ready to go?"

You were contemplating completely changing your entire outfit, but it was too late now.

"Yeah, Rem. I'll be out in a second." You told him. 

"Perfect, but take your time if you need it." He said, closing the door behind him.

After a few seconds of looking at yourself in the mirror and smoothing out your little black dress, you finally decided you were ready to go.

You walked out of your room to see your good friend Sirius holding his goddaughter, and your baby girl, Olive, in his arms.

"Hi, sorry to keep you waiting." You told Sirius.

"Wow." Remus said, his jaw slightly agape at the sight of you. "You look great."

"Thank you, love." You said, pulling your husband down slightly so you could kiss him. "Have you told Sirius what he needs to know?"

"Yes, he has." Sirius told you, holding your daughter out for you. "Now say goodbye to Olive so you can go on a date with your clearly antsy husband." He gestured to Remus standing behind you.

You sighed, not wanting to leave your daughter. Of course you trusted Sirius, that's why you and Remus named him Olive's godfather, but Sirius isn't the kid type, and it was your first time leaving your baby for a night.

"Alright, goodbye, my lovely." You cooed at your child, tickling her sides just enough to make her giggle. "Your daddy and I will only be gone for a night, be good for Uncle Siri and don't miss us too much."

You remembered some information you had forgotten to tell Sirius before, so you looked up from your baby to the man holding her.

"Oh, there are two bottles in the fridge for her, use the one on the left first when she gets hungry." You told him.

Sirius nodded and said that he's got it, but you kept going.

"You'll have to heat it up in warm water, warm, not hot. And test the temperature on your forehead."

You felt your husband's hands on your hips as he suggested you two leave.

"Come on, love. He watches Harry all the time, he and Olive will be fine here." Remus told you.

Sirius smiled at you both, and Remus gently dragged you to the front door.

"Oh!" You continued. "And she has daytime and nighttime toys, they're in labelled boxes. Don't bring out the daytime toys or she'll be too giddy to sleep!"

"(y/n), they'll be fine." Remus assured you.

"Have a good night, you two." Sirius said, using your daughter's little hand to wave to you.

Remus closed the door behind you both and you made your way to your and Remus' favourite restaurant.

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After you and Remus had dinner, he brought you to a hotel near the restaurant that he had made a reservation for.

Remus already had the room key on his person, which was slightly odd, but you ignored it.

Once you walked in, you noticed a collection of food and gifts on the bed and you couldn't help but smile from ear to ear. 

"Aww, Rem," You blushed, turning around to look at your husband closing the door behind you both. "did you do this?"

"I did." He said proudly. "There's flowers — in water, so they'll be fine overnight — and the strawberries and chocolate from the sweet shop you like."

"And champagne?" You asked.

"Yes, but it's non-alcoholic for obvious reasons." He said, pointing at your chest, referring to how you were still breastfeeding Olive.

"You've thought of everything." You said with a small giggle.

"I did." He said, taking the stuff off the bed. "I even thought to put it all in a basket so we could pick it up and have the bed to ourselves."

"Yes, please." You teased right before wrapping your arms around Remus' neck to kiss him.

While kissing you, he cupped your face, then started running his hands down your neck and to your back. He started to unzip your dress, then you pulled back for a second.

He looked at you, thinking he had done something wrong. You quickly explained that it wasn't him who did anything.

"I just- Alright, don't judge." You said, slowly unzipping your dress yourself.

"(y/n/n), I would never judge you." He promised.

"I put this on, and I hated it but then Sirius came over and it was too late to take it off." You told him, dropping your dress to the floor and revealing a black, lacy lingerie set you had on the whole night underneath your dress.

"I look stupid, I know-" You said, but were quickly cut off by your husband.

"Darling, you do not look stupid." He assured you. "That's something I can guarantee. You look anything but."

He truly was looking at you like you were everything, but you still felt insecure.

"I thought I would have lost all the baby weight by now." You continued to explain with a shameful voice and a frown gracing your face. "I bought it before I got pregnant, and I haven't got the chance to wear it yet."

"Do you want me to take it off?"

"What?"

"The outfit. I mean, personally, I love it. But if it makes you uncomfortable or insecure, I can take it off you." He said, smirking.

You realised what he meant and took a step so you were against him again. He leaned down to kiss you on the forehead or perhaps the nose, but you pulled him down enough so that you could press a kiss against his lips.

You pulled away, smiling at him, then walking to the side table where Remus had put your gift basket.

"You can take it off." You flirted. "But first, some champagne, lover boy."

[celestialsister0918]

Got the promo photos together for my new Sirius piece last night and have about 3k words down. This one’s in response to the request for an Older Sirius x (adult) goddaughter reader with fluff, cuddles, and angst. I’m super excited how it’s coming together and can’t wait to share it with you all!

🦁 🐺 🥃 🚬 🏍️ ❤️🐱 💍 🎈 💐 🧁 💝

Why? he nagged himself. Why do you fucking care?

But every cell in his body knew the answer to that. It was only his higher faculties, his sense of decorum, his obligation to his dear friends— your parents— that kept up this internal war between beast and gentleman. The rest of him knew that the sweet, soft nuzzle of your head on his chest and the smooth feeling of your tattooed thigh beneath his hand made his life worth living. The possibility of someone else experiencing it instead, until death did you part, made Sirius Black want to commit the offense for which he’d languished twelve years in prison…

[sapphirelass]

Deal? - Remus LupinxDaughter!Reader

Hi! :)

Deal? (Part 1) | Oh, darling... (Part 2) | I’ll be by your side (Part 3) 

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Please note:

1: I don’t own any of the gifs used, nor any already established characters, so credit to the authors and original creators - You have done a phenomenal job :)

2: English is not my native language, as I was born and raised in Sweden. I have, however, studied English for almost a decade, so I don’t think it’ll be a problem, I just thought I’d let you know ;)

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You probably already knew this, but still XD

(Y/N) - Your name

(Y/N/N) - Your nickname

(Y/H/L) - Your hair length

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I swear, my next story won’t be about Umbridge XD

Word count: ≈ 2300

Warnings: Umbridge, angst, slight swearing

Enjoy!

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“I do not wish to criticise the ways of the school, however you have been exposed to some rather irresponsible wizards in this class, very irresponsible indeed - not to mention” the toadlike professor threw a dark glance at a sandy haired student and smirked evilly, “extremely dangerous half breeds”.

The student in question raised her hand angrily, and glared at Professor Umbridge. “Yes?” the teacher smiled sweetly, “miss… Lupin, am I correct?”

“Yes, (Y/N)!” she began, “but that’s besides the point. Look, I know what you’re doing, but Professor Lupin was the best DADA teacher we’ve ever had, and I’d be more than happy to bet everything I own on that being quite a common opinion in this classroom!”

Most of her fellow classmates nodded furiously, and the young girl turned her head towards her professor, who immediately cleared her throat and declared: “Well, I’m afraid simply being a beloved teacher doesn’t really matter, dear.  Werewolves are still extremely dangerous creatures. They are beasts that are undeserving of respect and that should not be allowed to be part of our fine wizard community. They are uncontrollable, and highly likely to injure or possibly kill young witches and wizards, including their own children.”

She flashed a cruel, yet pleased, smirk as (Y/N) furiously stood up, despite Hermione desperately trying to force her down.

“You have NO IDEA what you’re talking about!?” she whispered angrily, her nails digging into her palms as her fists clenched. “You have probably never even met one of these so called ‘half breeds’, have you? No, you were most likely just told some bizarre stories containing more lies and made up facts than truths, and decided to put that worthless ‘knowledge’ - if you can even call it that - to use by spreading rumors and destroying the lives of innocent people.”

Umbridge looked frantic, and was about to speak up, but (Y/N) got there first. “I despise people who look down on others. People who claim to be better than everyone else. People like you. You certainly don’t deserve respect!”

She took a deep breath, and was about to continue when Umbridge’s shrill voice forced her to stay quiet. “That’s quite enough! Detention, miss Lupin. The rest of the week, five fifteen, don’t be late”.

***

A few hours later, (Y/N) made her way back to Umbridge’s office. She knew her friends had wanted to talk to her, but she had done her absolute best to avoid them all afternoon. She simply didn’t feel like explaining to them why she had done what she did. She’d gladly do it again though. Her father was the kindest, wisest, most incredible person she had ever met. He had done everything in his power to give her a good childhood, and no one had the right to insult him. She’d defend him to her last breath if that’s what it would come down to.

She knocked on the door carefully, and pushed it open when she heard a shrill, terrifying voice sing a sweet “come in”.

“Oh, miss Lupin, almost late I see!” she said arrogantly. (Y/N) didn’t have time to answer before her teacher continued. “Sit down.”

***

The detentions went on for another four days before Umbridge told her she didn’t have to come back the following evening, but that she better hold her tongue unless she longed for more. (Y/N) tried to keep that in mind, but still lost her cool a few more times before the end of the semester. However, the Christmas holidays were approaching, and though her red, swollen hand caused her to worry slightly, the idea of seeing her dad and godfather caused her enough joy to tip her mood over to “mainly happy”.

She stepped off the train with her friends, and immediately spotted her father on the platform.

“Dad!!” she shouted, and threw her scratched arms around his constantly scarred torso. “Merlin, I’ve missed you so much”. She buried her head in his shoulder, simply enjoying the feeling of love and safety that he somehow instantly gave off.

“Hello, darling!” he said gently, returning the bone-crushing hug. “I missed you too, believe me…”

(Y/N) wanted to stay like that forever, but eventually let go as she intended to at least try to keep her… problems… hidden. She had never really been able to keep secrets from her dad, and therefore didn’t want to do anything he would consider “out of the ordinary”. If she did, he’d figure it out, or persuade her to tell him everything within minutes, and she knew he’d feel guilty if he realized what she had done for him. She understood perfectly well that the scars on her hand were deep enough to be visible for the rest of her life, and that nothing she would say could convince Remus Lupin that it was not his fault. She was left with one option: He could not, under any circumstances, know. Ever.

They carried her trunk together, and walked a few feet behind the rest of the gang.

“So?”, her father inquired, “How are things? You all doing okay?”

“I suppose”, she answered, “Our new DADA teacher is quite a daft prick though.”

“(Y/N/N)!”, he muttered sternly, casually trying to hide a smile, “Are you sure that’s the right word? Sounds rather rough, doesn’t it?”

The witch shrugged. “No, I think it fits rather nicely. It’s almost as if she’s trying her very best to prevent us from learning anything helpful…”

“That’s… well, that doesn’t sound very promising, does it?”

“No, hence the slightly offensive description… But enough about her, how are you? Had any company while I was gone?”

The older wizard smiled, easily noticing the tone of his daughter’s voice switch into a far more joyful, energetic one - One he knew and loved!

“Oh yes, I’ve spent quite a bit of time at headquarters, and Sirius essentially isn’t allowed anywhere else, so we’ve done a lot of catching up. There is, believe it or not, a lot to talk about after 12 years without seeing each other, so it’s been very nice.” He turned to her, smiled even broader and added a quick “But I’ve still missed you.”, before quickening his pace to catch up with the others.

***

Later that night, (Y/N), Remus, Harry and Sirius were sat in the living room of number 12 Grimmauld Place. Harry and Sirius were playing catch with an old snitch they had found in the house, lazily throwing it back and forth. (Y/N) lay on a sofa, a thick leather bound book tightly clutched in her hands and her head resting on her fathers lap. He was deeply invested in A Guide to Medieval Sorcery, and father and daughter were simply enjoying a nice, calm evening.

All of a sudden, Sirius grabbed the snitch, sat up straight and reached out towards his godson.

“Harry, what’s that on your hand?”

The dark haired boy pulled the sleeves of his jumper further down and mumbled a quiet “nothing”.

“Sure, let me see then”

“No, it’s fine, don’t worry abo…”

Harry didn’t get the chance to finish his sentence, as Sirius had risen from his seat and forcefully grabbed his left hand. The slightly faded “I must not tell lies” was still readable, and Harry winced as the look on his godfather’s face went from composed to furious in a matter of seconds.

“Who?”

“Sirius, I…”

“WHO?!”

By this time, both Remus and (Y/N) had put their books down, and were carefully observing the “argument”.

“It’s our new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, Umbridge. She’s quite generous when it comes to giving detentions. But mine’s really not that bad now. It barely hurts anymore…”

“That’s totally barbaric!? Moony, we have to…”

“Harry”, Remus interrupted his old friend with a worried look on his face, “What do you mean by ‘quite generous’?”

His heart practically skipped a beat when he felt his daughter shift uncomfortably, however it was Harry who answered.

“‘m quite sure half the Gryffindors have been to her office at least once by now. Even when you’re not really doing anything wrong, she’ll make up a ‘reasonable’ excuse…”

As Harry spoke, (Y/N) had unconsciously been pulling the sleeves of her jumper closer to her fingertips. Remus obviously noticed and made eye contact with Harry, nodding discreetly towards his daughter as if to ask if she too had… well… yeah? Harry closed his eyes, knowing full well how his friend wanted to hide her scars from her dad. It had taken hours of convincing before she had even let him, Ron and Hermione see, and he understood why she didn’t want Lupin to know. He did, however, not like the idea of lying to his former professor, and nodded slightly.

Remus closed his eyes looking simultaneously sad and angered, sat up straight and muttered “(Y/N/N)?”

The young witch took a deep breath and was about to move away from her dad, but he was faster and quickly grabbed her hand. He was very gentle, but she flinched anyways, as her last detention had taken place only a week prior.

“(Y/N/N)”, he repeated, “show me”

“Dad”, she mumbled quietly, “‘tis fine, don’t worry”

“(Y/N)!” His voice sounded far sterner now, “I’m serious. C’mere”

“No, I don’t want…”

“It’s not a question of whether or not you want to, Love”, Sirius explained before his friend could think of a response. “Show your dad.”

“But…”

“(Y/N/N)”, Harry mumbled, “Just… just do it”

“No! I can handle it! Stop making it sound like I’m too weak to do so!”

She felt a tear escape her eye, and stood up to leave the room when Remus waved his wand and locked the door.

Taking yet another deep breath, his daughter turned around, made her way across the room, pulled her left sleeve up and slammed her scarred hand down on the table for the other three to see.

“There! You happy now?!”

A flood of tears were streaming down her face, as her dad, godfather and best friend leant closer and read seven deep-red, awful, heart wrenching words:

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I must not defend filthy half breeds

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Remus put his head in his hands and stood up, while Sirius moved closer to his goddaughter and pulled her into a tight hug. Harry joined the embrace and comfortingly rubbed her back.

“why? Why (Y/N/N)?”, her father whispered quietly, his voice barely audible.

“I… I couldn’t…She… sorry…”

The usually calm, collected girl was completely lost for words. Shaking. She had no clue what to say, all she knew was that she had to let her dad know that she was sorry. Sorry for making him feel guilty. Sorry for causing him so much pain. Sorry for not being strong enough.

She walked over to him and noticed heavy, wet tears on his face too. Carefully she wrapped her arms around him, and together they sank down onto the cold floor. They sat there for what felt like hours before Remus finally spoke up, repeating his previous question.

“Why, darling?”

She met his sad gaze and collected her thoughts before quietly whispering “She keeps saying horrible things - pure lies - and she’s enjoying it. She’s throwing insults my way every chance she gets. If I don’t stand up and fight, everyone will think she’s right, and she’s not. Nothing will ever change unless someone works for it, and as soon as that someone backs down, they’ve lost. I’m not having that.”

He looks back at her, his eyes full of pride. “What did I ever do to deserve you?”

“You mean besides being the most phenomenal dad imaginable?”

He chuckled softly, ruffled her (Y/H/L) hair and held his hand out. (Y/N) slowly placed her hand on her father’s and shifted her gaze towards the floor as he examined the neatly written letters. With a worried expression on his face, he grabbed his wand and moved it back and forth over the scars while quietly muttering a few carefully chosen words. The pain immediately became more endurable, and after putting his wand away the older wizard grabbed his daughter’s shoulders gently, and looked at her in a sad, yet determined way.

“(Y/N/N), as honourable as your intentions are, please don’t do this for me. I’m not going to tell you to back down, but if you’re going to keep it up, don’t let it…” He paused, trying to find the right words. “I can’t stand the thought of you getting injured because of me. I’m not wo…”

“Yes, you are! Stop saying that! I’ll be a bit more selective, if that’s what you want, but don’t you dare tell me not to fight for you. You are my dad, my only family, and there is not a single person on this planet less deserving of disrespect, insults and hate. Dad, you’re amazing, and I’m not letting her fool people into thinking you’re not.”

After a moment of silence, a quiet, “I still don’t like it…”, escaped his lips.

“I know.” She sighed, “That’s why I originally didn’t plan on telling you.”

(Y/N) was fiddling with her fingers, not quite meeting her fathers warm gaze, when she suddenly sat up and said, “Let’s make a deal? I promise to choose my fights more wisely, and in return, you won’t blame yourself for the consequences of said choices? Sounds fair, doesn’t it?”

Her father sighed, but reluctantly answered, “Fine, as long as you promise me one more thing.”

“Hmm?”

“You won’t hide scars or pain from me ever again, no matter whether it’s physical or mental, okay? You’ll let me know, and let me help, always!”

She held her right hand out, her dad shook it and they shared a smile. This time, a true, pure one that actually reached their identically green eyes.

“Deal!”

~ L

Part 2 Oh, darling...

Masterlist

[marvelous-writer-221]

Misunderstanding.

Characters: Y/N Black X George Weasley ft. Godfather!Remus Lupin.

Warning: None! (That I’m aware of.)

Word count: 1414.

A/N: So here’s a new fic! This is set during TPoA as well as my previous fic. (might be a prequel? Idk) Let me know if you like it and if you want me to continue writing Y/N X George! 

 [English is my second language so please let me know if there’s any grammar/spelling mistakes I can fix.] *GIF not mine, credits to the owner*

"Remus," you exclaimed, opening the door in a rush. "I need your help with this History of Magic assignment."

You perceived a sweet scent of freshly brewed tea when you entered the office. Remus was sitting in front of his desk, as per usual. The amount of parchment scattered on his desk and the pile next to him let you know he was grading some assignments. If it weren't for the soft music coming from his old gramophone, the only sound in the office would be the crackle of the burning wood in the fireplace.

"Can't, I'm busy." He replied without even looking away from the paper in front of him.

"Please?" you pleaded. "It's not going to take long."

"Y/N," He said as he left the quill aside and looked directly at you. "I really can't help you." Remus removed some of the parchments on his desk and set a slightly chipped china cup in front of him. He poured some tea in it and, with a gesture, he invited you to sit with him.

You sat in front of him on an empty chair, making a steeple of your fingers as you rest your elbows on the desk. "What if I told you I can give you a chocolate frog?"

"You don't have a chocolate frog." He replied incredulously, his eyes still fixed on the writing in front of him.

"Yeah, you're right..." You sighed. "I have two!" With a swift move, you took out two blue boxes from one of your robes pockets

Remus stopped writing. A couple of seconds passed before he put down his quill again and settled back in his chair. His eyes lit up when looking at the chocolate packages in your hand. He pondered his answer. Your eyebrows waggle as your mouth curved into a smile, knowing you just hit his weak spot.

In an unexpected turn of events, Lupin stared at you suspiciously and asked: "Are you blackmailing me?"

"Oh, semantics!" you said vaguely. The man in front of you lifted an eyebrow waiting for a serious answer. "I'm just trying to make a deal with you."

Remus snorted with laughter. "Why don't you ask one of your friends?"

"You are my friend." You recall. You left the chocolates on the desk, knowing that they would no longer be needed and adopted a more relaxed posture in the chair. Finally, you took the cup of tea Remus had poured for you and took a small sip.

"No, I'm your professor." Lupin corrected before taking a sip as well.

"Who can also be my friend." You added.

"No, I can't- we talked about this, remember?" Remus frowned. "The 'no special treatment for my goddaughter' thing?" He recalled.

You rolled your eyes. "Is not."

Remus once again turned his attention to the assignments he was grading. "Try the library," he suggested. "or create a study group with your friends, is fun and helpful."

"Friends?" you scoffed. "I don't have many these days. Besides, I was looking for a more professional opinion."

"What about the Weasley twins? I saw you having breakfast together this morning. You all seemed to be having a good time..., especially George." He teased.

"Are you implying something?" You asked as your cheeks turned pink.

Remus giggled at how you sipped tea in an attempt for hiding the embarrassment of your face. "Nope, not at all."

"In that case," you said, clearing your throat. "I better go. I have some research to do." You stood up, ready to leave, and took one of the chocolate frogs that you had left. You offered Remus the other one, who gratefully accepted it with a big smile.

"Good luck with all that."

"Yeah, you too." You replied before eating the chocolate and getting out.

Hours later, you were in the library. A few books were wide open across the table and an empty parchment right in front of you. You sighed in frustration, aware that you hadn't been able to finish your History of Magic essay.

"Hey, Y/N!" A pair of familiar voices greeted you in unison. Fred and George Weasley waved at you as they came closer to sit with you.

"Hello, guys." You said without much motivation.

"You missed one of our greatest pranks to Filch." Fred said.

"Yes," George added. "you should have seen his face."

"Sorry guys, I've been busy."

"We know." They said at the same time.

"You do?" You asked, returning your attention to your homework.

Both redheads lean closer to you. "We know your secret." They whispered.

"Yeah?" you asked incredulously. "Which one?"

"Professor Lupin's one." Goerge said.

Suddenly, his words sent a chill down your spine. The colour of your face drained out in seconds, and you felt your heart pounding. Remus' secret? Have they discovered Remus was a werewolf? How? Did they tell anyone else? A thousand questions formed into your head, but there were no answers. "Wha- what?" You mumbled. "Is not what you think- I-"

Fred and George shared a complicity look. "Don't you think he's a bit old for you?" Fred questioned.

You knitted your brows in confusion. "Wait, what?"

"We notice you spend a lot of time in his office." George continued.

"What- How?"

"And the way he looks at you?" Fred added.

"Guys!" you exclaimed, interrupting them. Someone somewhere in the library hushed you angrily. "What are you talking about?" you asked quietly.

"Are you dating professor Lupin?" The twins asked although it felt like an affirmation.

You tremble at the bare idea of dating Remus. "Ugh, what?" You loved him, yes, but in a Platonic way.

"I don't think he's your type." Fred interjected.

"Yeah?" you asked, raising a brow. " then who is?"

Fred giggled and looked with the corner of his eyes to his brother, who was attentively looking at you. Noticing what Fred was doing, George smacked his twin's shoulder as his whole face turned red.

"Listen, professor Lupin is my godfather, okay?" You explained. "He's like a father to me, and with everything that's going on in the papers, I find comfort with him." You sighed in relief once the twins accepted the explanation. You couldn't wait to tell Remus as he would probably laugh for days.

The twin's expression changed drastically from curiosity to surprise. They looked at each other, waiting for the other to speak first. "Why you never told us?" Fred finally asked.

"To be fair," you said. "you never asked."

"Yes, but this is not the type of information you just leave out." George argued as Fred shook his head.

"You're friends with the coolest teacher in Hogwarts!" Fred exclaimed. Again, someone hushed all of you.

You looked away from the twins to pick up your quill and focus on your assignment one more time. "Why bringing this up, anyway?"

"Oh, you know," Fred said mischievously. "just checking."

"Checking what?"

Suddenly, the red-haired boys in front of you went silent. Fred looked at George and winked at him. "Is that Ron?" he suddenly asked, looking over your shoulder. You turned around, curious at the sudden comment, but you couldn't see anyone. Fred rose from his seat and quickly walked away from the table, leaving his brother behind. "Hey, Ron! long time not seeing you."

"Oi!" someone from the table beside you barked. "I'm trying to read here."

You couldn't help but laugh after apologizing to the guy at the table next to you. You looked at George, who you noticed was still looking at you. You lowered your head to the paper you were writing on, hiding the blush on your cheeks. "So now we're two." you mutter.

The boy in front of you was drumming his fingers on the table. He seemed intent on calculating what he was about to say. "I was thinking..." he began. "Next weekend is the trip to Hogsmeade..."

"Yeah..." You looked at him with a soft smile, encouraging him to continue.

"So, I was thinking..." George scratched the back of his neck, avoiding eye contact. "Maybe...you would like to go out for a butterbeer with us...me. With me! if you're okay with it."

"I would love to." You said softly with a smile as you stroked his hand to calm him down.

"Really?" He asked incredulously. "Great!"

"But first, you have to help me with this." You said as you pointed at the pile of books and parchment in front of you.

George chuckled and nodded. "Deal."

FIN

Thanks for reading!! Comments, reblogs and likes are always appreciated.

Godfather! Remus headcanons here and here. My previous fic. Dad! Sirius fics here and here. Masterlist. 

Have a nice day! -xx M

[silverose365]

Finally Home: Wolfstar x daughter

Summary: Y/n Lestrange finally has the family she knew she could have but never let herself hope for.

(I am so sorry if it’s bad but it’s 2 am and I haven’t slept in at least 24 hours)

Harry POV:

As I walk through the corridors I’m surprised to catch a glimpse of the Weasley twins huddled up with y/n as she pulls out notes for them shuffling closer I hear a small bit of their goodbye “remember to get them back to me I have to keep my grades up” while Fred hauls her in for a hug “hey what are you doing for Christmas Black?” I’m caught off by her frown, by her being called by my godfather's name, the way she looks at the ground “I don’t know the orphanage is full, I don’t wanna stay here while Umbrage is here maybe my uncle will get me a room at the leaky Coldren for that time”. As I sit at the fireplace my mouth gets the best of me “Fred what do you know about y/n Lestrange I heard you call her Black I know the two families are connected” he looks at me and I can see in his and George’s eyes the debate they have internally “I think you should ask Sirius about her or ask her yourself.” Fred replies as George picks up “she’s not a bad person rather nice”.

Y/n POV:

Lounging in my bed I smile softly down at my newest letter

Little Starlet,

Molly mentioned she received a letter that you were getting in arguments at school I wish you would inform me what they are about. I hope your year has been going satisfactorily thus far and that I got the right supplies for you. I know the last time I talked to the twins they indicated you don’t talk to many people other than them it makes me wonder why; you’re such a bright person you could make friends rather promptly despite your name! As always I look forward to hearing from you and furthermore if you ever desire to come home please tell me all you have to do is say the words. Remember you are a good person.

Love, Padfoot, and Moony

I smile fondly as I clear my tears I would never complain about all he has done for me I will never confess that my fights with Malfoy were over the new stuff I always had. I know it’s my uncle Sirius I didn’t at first of course in fact at first it wasn’t him directly due to Azkaban. It started as a bizarre man always checking the orphanage to see if I was still there at first I thought he would adopt me till I ultimately spoke to him one Mr. R Lupin he told me it wasn’t his place to adopt me but he was asked by a close friend to watch out for me and that I was safe. Then I got my letter from Hogwarts and every year brand new supplies were delivered to me I felt a delicate twinge of guilt as they were always signed with ‘Love, Moony and Pads’ whoever they were. School sucked I loved it but I was sorted into Slytherin that I despised I felt like I didn’t belong Mr. Lupin had become a pen pal by then he was the only one I told that I disliked my house he was the first to tell me to look at it more of a sign of my leadership instead of being evil as I had put it when he was the DADA teacher I was overjoyed although the year still sucked with whispered words about my uncle being an escape and that my mother would be next. That year uncle Remus became the few people I would talk to he told me how he was the Moony part of my stuff and acquainted me with the Weasley twins in desires I would come out of my shell which I did only with them though, and the black dog I came to love. I remember fondly of the year after dreadfully uncle Moony had resigned but if I snuck to the forbidden forest my dog would greet me I came to terms with the obvious name ‘dog’ foolish but it worked I remember telling him it was nice to know I wasn’t the only abandoned one in the world that’s when the letters started I was called all sorts of names little star, Black, starlet, even his pup but starlet became my favorite also pup I felt like it united us and it stuck. That was the year through the letter I learned Padfoot was Sirius and dog. He was my blessing in disguise he and Moony became my parent figures I know I can always tell him I wanna come to be with him and they would have me there is a second but I was great full as it was I didn’t wanna be a hassle they already did enough for me a lot I didn’t deserve.

Dear Padfoot and Moony,

Thank you for my school supplies I promise one day when I have built myself a fortune I will pay you both back gracefully. Don’t worry about my arguments they will die down I promise, as far as having friends I like only having the twins they are amazing and I know I can trust them. I don’t know how to repay you for taking care of me and I’m hesitant to ask this but I would appreciate a room at the leaky cauldron for Christmas the orphanage is filled up and I don’t wanna stay at school alone this year. If you can’t afford it please don’t feel like you have to I will be fine if I have to stay at school. I promise I will find a place before school is out so you won’t have to worry. As always thank you so much for all that you do for me!

Love, your Pup

Time skip

Harry POV:

I smile fondly as Sirius pulls me into a hug but am surprised to find Remus not present “where’s Remus?” Sirius smiles down at me “he is fetching my little pup”. Once we are sat on his couch I turn to him “you seem like you have something to say Harry what is it?” I look away to gather my thoughts “do you know y/n Lestrange?” To my surprise, his smile widens “ah my little pup she is my niece nothing like her mother. Tell me are you friends or have you let your thoughts cloud your judgment”. I feel my cheeks heat as I look to the floor “Malfoy accuses her of stealing I just assumed” he sighs “she doesn’t steal I give her new things all the time well Moony and I. She is as close to a daughter we have our starlet you and her are my pride and joy this year she will be with us for the holidays at last” with that he winks and walks out of the room as Ron and the twins join me.

Mean while elsewhere

Y/n POV:

I smile at the welcome break from the harsh cold outside “excuse me is there a room for y/n Lestrange?” The woman before me frowns towards me “sorry but no” I smile at her as I feel my eyes drop it’s ok I told them it was fine back to school I go. As I pull my hood back up I stop sharply locking eyes with Moony as he smiles “c’mere pup” I run to his warm hug “I missed you uncle Moony you didn’t have to come all the way he-“ it’s at this point I realize he has his wand out. As we land before Grimwald place I double over as I try to push my nauseous feeling away “deep breaths pup it’ll get better the more you breath” I feel moony’s hand rubbing delicate circles on my back. Once I feel my stomach ease I look up at one-half of my parent figures and glare a bit “a little warning would be nice” of course he laughs landing a kiss on my hairline as we walk towards the door. As soon as I enter I’m engulfed in Sirius’s arms “my little starlet I’m so glad you’re here as if I would let you spend another year lonely, and what’s this about paying me back I love to pamper you and Harry it’s what I live for” I smile softly “sorry Pad’s just a bit guilty feeling I guess”.

As we sit around the feast Mrs. Weasley made me smile at the warmth I feel as an owl flies in dropping a letter before me “what’s that?” Harry asks I shrug my shoulders “something from the ministry I dunno” he smiles at me “well open it!” I chuckle at his smile “Harry Potter do you always get so energetic for other people getting mail?” The table erupted with laughter as he blushes a bit. Taking a deep breath I open the letter “well what does it say?” The twins call together “all alright alright hold yer horses”. I look around to see all eyes on me last I realize everyone wants me to read it out loud “To whom it concerns...”

To whom it concerns,

A final agreement has been reached as to the final custody of Y/n Y/m/n Lestrange, apron Bellatrix Lestrange being stripped of her maternal rights due to imprisonments and neglect to keep tabs on her biological daughter she is no longer able to keep Miss. Lestrange from being adopted.

Furthermore as participating adults in said case has come forward with proof of all parties keeping in contact with and supporting one y/n Lastrange full costody of said witch has been granted to Sirius Black and Remus Lupin. As of December 24th of this year Y/n Y/m/n Lastrange is now adopted by stated parties and as requested legal name has been changed to Y/f/n Y/m/n Lupin-Black

Signed, The Minister of Magic

The table erupts in applause and words of congratulations as in my surprised state I look to Remus “how” then to Sirius “when” finding myself cuddled with my adopted parents as I let my tears of joy fall “th- th- thank you! I love you both” they hold me closer “we love you too Pup always and forever” I close my eyes feeling at home finally.

[falcqns]

gonna write a little sirius black x daughter!reader based on a major moment in my harry potter dr

[moonyswolfie]

Not so secret boyfriend

Hello, tumblr, I am back again with a new fic, this time into the Golden era. This is slightly funny, slightly emotional, slightly everything. I hope you guys will enjoy it.

Golden Era Sirius Black x reader

Summary: Harry lets slip that his baby sister has a boyfriend. Sirius is not thrilled by the news.

Warnings: none I think

Your goddaughter wasn’t exactly hiding her relationship from Sirius, but she wasn’t eager to tell him either. He would definitely freak out about it, which she desperately wanted to avoid.

But of course, life has its own plans.

Or in this case, her older brother does.

“Alice was furious when we interrupted her date –“ Harry said between fits of laughter, recalling the story to his godfather.

But Sirius had stopped laughing, the mention of his goddaughter’s date sending a shockwave through him. No. He must’ve heard wrong.

“Alice’s date?” he asked slowly.

Harry stopped laughing, realizing his mistake. He gulped. He knew his sister was going to hex him into next month when she’d find out what he did.

“Um..study date. She was studying for the N.E.W.T.s and –“

“You are taking the N.E.W.T.s in your seventh year, Harry, and she is barely in her fifth.” Sirius was trying his best to keep calm and not go barging into his goddaughter’s room and demand answers.

You, on the other hand, were watching the two with a bemused smile. Of course you already knew about all of this, Alice sent you a letter that very night, ranting about Harry’s bad timing and you couldn’t help but remember that their father had a similar horrible timing, walking in on you and Sirius far too many times to keep count.

Harry looked terrified as your husband’s features hardened. You actually felt sorry for him being caught in the middle of this.

“Sirius, my love, stop that. You’re scaring him.” you said, positioning yourself behind the armchair he was sitting on, resting a hand on his shoulder.  His own hand moved to grab yours and intertwine your fingers together before he let out a sigh.

“I’m sorry, just…date?” he seemed a bit hurt this time “she has a boyfriend that she felt she couldn’t tell me about?” he finishes with an adorable pout.

You aww silently and lean in to kiss his pout.

“I don’t think it’s like that, my love. I think she was afraid for the boy’s life. It’s no secret that you’re a tad overprotective when it comes to our goddaughter” you say amused and he scoffs, but there is no mistaking the smile forming on his lips now.

“But of course I am, she’s my baby girl and if James isn’t here to ward off her dates, I’ll step in.  And speaking of” he raised from the armchair, stretching, and kissed your forehead sweetly, before smiling and pecking your lips, much to your godson’s annoyance “I’m going to have a talk with her right now.”

Harry was still making a face when you and your husband pulled away, and the both of you chuckled.

“Must you do that all the time?” he asked, shaking his head thoroughly done with your antics.

Sirius smirks and snakes an arm around your waist, bringing you closer to his chest, making you yelp in the process, before giggling and hiding your face in his jumper, breathing in his scent. You loved this man more than words could describe, but the way he always made you blush like a school girl during the most inappropriate times left you with a deep desire to smack him across the head.

“Sirius, we are not alone” you scolded your husband with a big smile on and his only answer was a hum.

“Harry will bolt upstairs if I start kissing you right now” he said amused.

“Damn straight I will” mumbled the boy, already on the edge of his seat and that made you laugh and shake your head.

“Language, Harry, please” you scolded gently.

You know he’s almost an adult now, but you still see him as the sweet, terrified baby Sirius brought home on his flying motorcycle that dreadful night 15 years ago. You’ll never be able to forget it, the grief and relief mixing up in your heart, the tears shed for your best friends and for the two orphans that are now your responsibility, your family, your babies.

Sirius untangled his arms from around your waist with a sigh and turned for the stairs, determined to not leave this stone unturned with your goddaughter. Harry gulped, seeing that.

“I’m done for, aren’t I?” he asks with a wince

You smile soft, raising a brow and tilting your head. He reminded you so much of James then, especially the moments when he upset Lily and was mentally preparing for an argument with her.

“You remind me so much of your father, Harry. And no, you aren’t. Alice may be upset with you for a while, but you are her brother, her best friend and protector since the day she was born. And she still loves you very much, bad timing and all” you say and give him a motherly hug, sighing and ruffling his hair when you parted, much to his scowling and mumbling.

“WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!”

Your husband’s voice resonated loudly from upstairs, fact that made both you and Harry jump and hurry in the direction where it came from.

Once upstairs, you noticed a fuming Sirius Black, arms crossed against his chest, face red and ears nearly puffing with the visible anger on his face. He was looking down at Alice, stood in the doorway of her room, looking both guilty and embarrassed, clothes wrinkled, hair messed up and lips red.

And…was that a hand?

You frowned and came to Sirius’ side, only to be met with a very surprising sight.

“Oh” is all that could pass your lips in that moment, taking in the scene.

Alice was standing there as a barrier between her godfather and her boyfriend – your little brother, of all people – who saw you and his face went redder than his hair.

You sighed and shook your head with an amused smile. This explained quite a lot, especially Alice’s hesitation about telling you her boyfriend’s name.

“Good evening, Ronald. I didn’t know you missed me so much that you had to sneak in to visit” you tease him and his ears are just about to catch on fire at this point.

“H-hey Y/N” he waved awkwardly, hiding behind Alice, which was quite funny, seeing how she could only reach his chin standing up.

Sirius was still breathing heavily and trying to calm himself down enough to speak. You placed a gentle hand on his wrist and he caught it, encasing it in between his and holding it tight. You smiled sweet at the gesture.

“Harry, you failed to mention that your baby sister is dating your best friend” he says with an even tone.

Uh uh.

Alice turned her head towards Harry in an instant, her guilt gone and replaced by a murderous stare.

“You told him.”

It wasn’t a question.

You anticipated her desire to strangle her brother and so you caught her wrist and brought her in to a tight hug the second she moved.

“It’s okay, love, Harry slipped. It’s okay, I promise. Your godfather still loves you just as much, I promise you nothing is changed” you coo at her and turn your head towards Sirius, who was still throwing daggers at your baby brother.

Alice returned your hug just as tight and sighed. You smiled seeing that.

The spitting image of an angry Lily Evans.

Sirius must have been thinking the same thing, because the ghost of a nostalgic smile spread across his face when he turned his attention towards the two of you. He sighed, shaking off the anger for now, and came to hug you and Alice tight.

“Of course I do, what on earth makes you think that I would ever stop loving you?” he says soft, causing Alice to tear up and shrug “but we still need to have a talk, and Ronald is NOT sleeping in your room tonight, no matter how many puppy eyes you give me.”

You chuckled and turned your head, pulling away from the hug and stopping in front of Ron.

“Don’t worry, he won’t murder you. But I advise you two have a chat in the morning and set this right”

He nods solemnly, slight fear still readable in his eyes, but determination written all over his face.

“I will” and a smile softly tugs at the corners of his lips “I’d do anything for her” he whispers, watching your goddaughter with the most lovesick smile you’ve seen since Sirius.

Your smile couldn’t have been bigger, and you brought Ron in a big, sweet hug.

“Good”

Harry tried to sneak away to his room, only to be stopped by Alice, looking up at him with a sweet smile, yet her eyes promised hell.

“I’m still not done with you, big brother”

You and Sirius burst out laughing and shook your heads. The moment your eyes met, you knew that you were both thinking the same thing.

James and Lily never really left.

[fallin-4-ya]

The Follies and Vices of You

cedric diggory x reader part i of series 

based off the novel and film ‘Pride and Prejudice’ by Jane Austen

summary: Being the beloved sister of the incredibly wealthy Mr. Potter, you felt no need to rush into marriage. But one day, when you come to meet a new acquaintance, the proud Mr. Diggory, your views of love and follies change.

warnings: none! (gif is not mine, create to owner!)

part i, part ii, part iii, part iv, part v

‘Maybe it’s that I find it hard to forgive the follies and vices of others, or their offenses against me. My good opinion, once lost, is lost forever.’ -Jane Austen

The sun beat strongly against your face. You took in the warm, inviting breeze; as summer was quickly passing and fall was soon approaching. Sitting in silence admiring how the sun shone upon the lake, and how the trees hung, creating an arch above the small pathway leading to the water. However, your short peace became suddenly disturbed by another. Feeling a presence sit beside you, you spoke. “Good afternoon, my dear Harry. To what do I owe this disturbance upon my peace.’ you smirked with close eyes.

“Dear sister, I fear that I cannot disturb you, unless you yourself allow it so.’ He smiled back. You both couldn’t help but to laugh.

You and your brother, Harry, were left with a fortune by your late mother and father, who passed when you were but fifteen, and Harry at age seventeen. Both of you were entrusted by the care of your Godfather, Sirius Black; who came from a wealthy, noble family. Many years have gone since the passing of your parents; and although life may not have always been easy, you were very well off in your sense of fortune. The Potter Estate house you, your brother, your godfather and a dear friend of your late parents, Mr. Remus Lupin.

‘Now, Harry. What is it I can do for you?’ you asked with baited patience.

‘We are expecting company tonight. Some Mr. Weasleys and a Miss. Weasley.’ you nudged his shoulder at the term Miss Weasley. ‘Very funny, y/n. But we are to expect another, Mr. Diggory. A business partner of our dear friends. He is staying at their estate and will join us tonight. They say he is a proud man. Wealthy, very wealthy that is, but proud.’

‘How exited I am to see my dear Ginny! Its feels like ages since we’ve all dined together!’ you said excitedly ‘And as for this Mr. Diggory, I believe that I can deal with his pride just for one night. Now, shall I call Sirius and get the house in order?’

Harry shook his head and reached out his hand for you, picking you up off your feet. You linked arms and walked back to the Potter Estate. How lucky I am, you thought to yourself, to live in such a fine home and to be surrounded by such warm friends.

After dressing for the evening and pinning your hair, you heard a carriage arrive at your front doors. You rushed through the house and down the marble staircase, excited to meet your friends, that you had been apart from for so long. As soon as the doors open you ran to greet your friends.

‘Ginny!’ you embraced her.

‘Y/n!’ she pulled you into a warm hug. ‘Oh, my dear Miss Y/N! I simply cannot wait to spend such a pleasant evening with you. How I longed to see you again! What has it been? Since early this July? Oh, but wait until you see Mr. Diggory. I’ve never seen a more handsome man! They say he owns three estates in England alone, but how proud he is. Handsome, but proud.’

‘Ginny! Slow down we have much to talk about after dinner!’ you exclaimed.

Hearing the descending footsteps of your brother, Godfather and Mr. Lupin you turned to greet them with a bow. Ginny went straight to Harry and elongated her arm, awaiting a proper greeting.

‘Shall we leave them and go say hello to the others?’ Sirius asked grinning. You shook your head and smiled. There, in the doorframe, stood three of the six Weasley sons.

“Freddie, George, Ron! My dearest friends! Do tell me about your travels!’ you extended your arm to each of them.

‘So well they have been going, Miss Y/N! We have much to tell you!’ Fred exclaimed.

‘Yes! But first do let us introduce you to our new business partner, Mr. Diggory.’ George stated, ‘Mr. Diggory, may I introduce you to Miss Potter, beloved sister of Mr. Potter and Goddaughter of Mr. Black.’

Mr. Diggory took a short bow, placing a kiss onto your hand, ‘Yes, Mr. Weasley has told me much about you, Miss Potter.’

‘Oh,’ you smiled ‘please do call me Miss Y/N.’ He nodded as you lead them all to the dining room.

After some time conversing over dinner, you lead the way to the large parlor. There you each took seats, you making sure to be seated next to Ginny, so you could catch each other up on all of the missed gossip. What seemed like hours passed, as the gentlemen chatted away about business relations and the ladies talked about who was engaged to who. Suddenly you got a splendid idea.

‘Oh Ron, please do us the honor of playing on my pianoforte. I’d love nothing more than to dance.’ He smiled at you and got up from his seat.

‘Anything to please our dearest friend.’ Soon enough everyone is the parlor was dancing circles around each other, not caring who partnered with who; simply just having a good time. When suddenly in the corner of your eye you caught a glimpse of Mr. Diggory sitting alone. You walked over to the gentleman.

‘Mr. Diggory, do you dance?’

‘Not if I can help it. Even more so if one’s partner is barely tolerable’ He replied rather coldly.

‘Oh, well then how do you pass the time at such an event?’

‘Talk amongst the crowd in which I am already acquainted with.’

‘Well, I would find it hard to make new friends in that manner, Mr. Diggory.’

‘Then do tell me, Miss. Y/N. How do you make new friends?’

‘Dancing. Even if one’s partner is barely tolerable.’ You replied, walking away taking the arm of your Godfather; laughing and dancing the night away.

(ahhhh! i hope you guys enjoyed it! i hope to post a part 2 & 3, so let me know if that's something you are interested in! requests are open. <3)

[cocos-cocoapuffsarenotforsale]

Hazards of Lying

MASTERLIST

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Potter!Reader

Summary: Draco and the Reader have been in a secret relationship for a while. But what happens when she gets injured during a Quidditch match and their relationship is outed?

Tags: Swearing, Fluff, Potter!Reader, Gryffindor!Reader, Protective!Draco, She/Her Pronouns, Female!Reader, Slight AU, Canon Divergence, Godfather!Sirius Black, Sirius raised Harry and Reader, Harry’s Twin!Reader, Canon Typical Violence, Sick!Reader, Injured!Reader, Secret Relationship, Happy Ending, Quidditch (Idk if that’s a warning)

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“Ready to get your butt whooped Malfoy?” You tease your boyfriend of two years, Draco Malfoy, as you pull him into an empty classroom.

“I think you really ought to be asking yourself that Potter.” He responds cheekily, giving you a quick peck on your pouting lips.

“Watch it Malfoy,” you warn, before a cough rakes through your body.

“Love, are you alright?” He asks with concern lacing his features.

“Yeah, I’m fine it’s just a little cold,” you lie. You didn’t want to tell Draco the truth about just how shitty you were feeling. He would find a way to make you sit out the match. Not for nefarious reasons, of course, he just wanted to make sure you were ok. But you couldn’t let your team down, especially your twin brother Harry. It was Harry’s first year as Captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team and you wanted to do all you could to make sure it was a successful one.

“You sure you’re good to play today?” He presses, eyeing your rundown form suspiciously.

“Scared you’re gonna lose Malfoy?” You quip trying to get his mind off of your health.

“Not in the least Potter. I’m merely concerned about my girlfriend’s well-being.” He tries to make the reply come off as playful, but you can hear the edge in his voice.

“I’m fine, Draco. I’m great actually seeing as how I’m about to kick your sorry arse in Quidditch.” You taunt, with a playful smile spreading over your face. 

“In your dreams Potter.”

“You always are.” You reply with a wink before giving him another quick kiss. 

“I gotta go meet Harry and the others for breakfast. I’ll see you down on the pitch. Wanna meet up after the match?” You ask as you walk back to the door.

“Sure, Room of Requirement? 8 o’clock?” 

“Sounds good. Love you Malfoy.”

“Love you too Potter,” he replies with a wink. You exit the classroom and head towards the Great Hall to meet up with your twin brother and your friends.

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GREAT HALL

“Ready for the match today, Y/n/n?” Harry asks as you sit down beside Hermione, across from Harry and Ron (who was already piling food onto his plate).

“Born ready brother.” You reply, grabbing a small muffin. You were hoping that picking at the muffin would prevent your brother and friends from noticing your lack of appetite.

“You feeling ok Y/n/n?” Hermione asks after a while of you just picking at the muffin. Damn Hermione and her astute observation skills.

“Yeah, I’m just not very hungry. Pre-game nerves.” You lie. Harry’s eyes narrow and he eyes you closely.

“You’ve never been nervous before. You’ve been playing since second year.” He points out, watching your reactions carefully. 

“Well it’s the first game of the season and it’s the first time without Wood. It’s just different this year.” You can tell Harry and Hermione don’t believe you. And Ron was too busy with his food to pay attention. Thankfully Harry and Hermione let it go for now.

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QUIDDITCH LOCKER ROOM

By the time you had made your way down to the pitch, you were feeling ten times worse than you had when you first woke up. Your head was pounding, your stomach was churning, and you felt like you were going to pass out any second. But you couldn’t let your team down, so you forced yourself to push through.

“You ok Girl Potter?” George Weasley asks you when you walk into the locker room.

“Yeah, you’re not looking so hot,” Fred concurs when he takes in your haggard appearance.

“I’m fine guys. Let’s just go out there and kick some Slytherin ass.” You reply.

“Must be ok, she’s still so feisty.” Fred teases with a wink before Harry walks in.

“Alright team, it’s the first match of the season. I know there have been a few changes this year and we haven’t played a real Quidditch match in over a year, but I believe in us. This is our year to win the Quidditch Cup! So let’s go out there and crush Slytherin!” Harry encourages and the team cheers excitedly. You feel yourself sway a little when you join in but push it aside. You were not going to let your team down, let Harry down.

“Let’s head out then team!” Harry instructs and you all follow him onto the pitch. 

Once everyone is in position Madam Hooch gives her usual speech about keeping it clean and then she blows her whistle and throws up the Quaffle. Katie wins the face-off and passes you the Quaffle. You speed off towards the goalposts and fake out the Keeper before passing the Quaffle back to Katie, who scores right after. Your head was pounding even harder and you felt incredibly woozy. But you tried to shake it off, you were not going to let the team down.

“You good?” George mouths as he comes up next to you. You sure as hell weren’t good but there was no way you were going to admit it so you merely nod in response. 

By the time Gryffindor had scored a total of 90 points, you were ready to fall asleep right then and there. You were so worn out but you weren’t ready to give yet. You just hoped Harry would find the goddamn snitch soon. You were so out of it you didn’t even notice the Bludger that almost knocked you out of the air. Luckily Fred had his head in the game and whacked the Bludger away before it could hit you. Fred shot you a worried glance but you just shook your head and soared off towards the Slytherin goalposts to help Katie and Angelina score. 

But on your way towards the goalposts, you start seeing black spots. You try to ignore it again but suddenly your vision goes black and that’s the last thing you remember.

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DRACO’S POV

I kept a close eye on Y/n after our little rendezvous before breakfast. She seemed off earlier and it had me worried. I knew how stubborn she was and there was no way she would willingly sit out a Quidditch match, even if it was in her own best interests. Through breakfast, I noticed she didn’t eat anything. All she did was pick at that stupid muffin. But it wasn’t like I could say anything to her now. We had agreed when we started dating to keep our relationship on the down-low. After all, could you imagine the rumor mill at Hogwarts if they found out the Slytherin Prince was dating the Boy-Who-Lived’s sister?

By the time we started the match, Y/n looked awful. How the fuck could Potter let her play like this? It was so obvious that she was unwell, her face was ashen and she looked as though a light breeze could knock her over.

After Gryffindor had scored nine goals and we were trailing behind with a total of 30 points, I noticed Y/n swaying. Why the bloody hell did Potter let her play today? She could fall and get seriously hurt, not to mention she looked like she was about to vomit any minute.

I gotta get that bloody snitch, I need to end this game before Y/n passes out.

I see the snitch and Potter soar past me and I go to move for it when I see a streak of black darts past me. I manage to avoid it but then I see it take off towards Y/n. She’s so out of it that she doesn’t even notice the Bludger that’s coming right at her. I feel my chest seize and I start to fly towards her when I see one of the Weaselbee Twins whack the Bludger away. 

I need to end this game, is all I can think after and I see the familiar gleam of the snitch out of the corner of my eye. Potter apparently saw it too and is already after it. I let out a low growl before I take off after him and the snitch. 

Just as I see Potter’s fingers close around the snitch I hear yelling. I turn and see Y/n falling, my heart stops and all I can do is try to catch her in time. I quickly start muttering the spell to cushion her fall when I realize there’s no way I’ll make it in time. 

Fortunately, my spell seems to have worked because while she still hits the ground with a soft thud it was definitely not as bad as it could have been. I’m by her side moments later, I was the first one to reach her and I feel my heart splinter when I see her motionless form.

“Y/n, Y/n, please, love, please, wake up,” I plead as the traitorous tears run down my cheeks.

“Y/n!” I hear Potter yell and he runs towards us. 

“What the hell are you doing Malfoy?” He spits shoving me away from her and I let out a deep growl making him back away in shock.

“I’m trying to take care of her Potter. Since you apparently are incapable of looking after your own bloody sister.” I hiss, furious. 

“Enough! We need to get her to Madam Pomfrey at once.” A deep voice commands, I look over to see the Headmaster and other teachers gathered around us, along with a horrified looking Sirius Black.

“I’ll take her,” I grumble as I carefully scoop her up into my arms, trying to be as gentle as possible. Potter and Black look like they’re about to argue but once they take in the state Y/n’s in they think better of it and simply follow my lead, as do Professors Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Snape.

After we finally arrive at the Hospital Wing I lay Y/n down on the bed that Madam Pomfrey had motioned me over to.

“Is she going to be ok?” I ask in a quiet voice after Madam Pomfrey finishes her preliminary exam.

“What do you care, Malfoy?” Potter snarls.

“Enough of this, we should be focusing on Y/n,” Sirius commands, concern covering his face as he looks at his goddaughter’s unconscious form.

“Agreed Mr. Black, your goddaughter should be fine in a few hours. It seems she had a small flu bug and that was probably what caused her to pass out. She has a concussion, a couple of broken ribs, and a fractured wrist. I should be able to fix her right up but I do want her to remain overnight so I can keep an eye on her.” Madam Pomfrey explains.

“Daughter,” I hear Sirius correct and Madam Pomfrey nods with a small smile.

“Daughter,” Madam Pomfrey amends. 

“When will she wake up?” I ask in a croaky voice. 

“Well, it could be in a few hours or in a few minutes. If you’ll excuse me, I need to go fetch the healing potions.” She replies shuffling off towards her office.

“Sirius, you are welcome to spend the night with her if you wish.” Dumbledore offers kindly.

“Yes, I would like that. Thank you, Albus.” Black responds as he pulls up a seat next to her bedside and grasps her hand in his.

“Well, we had best get going,” Dumbledore suggests and he, McGonagall and Snape leave the wing promptly.

“Draco, why don’t you have a seat,” Black encourages softly. I nod and pull up a chair on the opposite of the bed and take her free hand in mine. Potter glares but says nothing and instead takes a seat beside his guardian

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READER’S POV

When you come to you are greeted with three very worried looking men. You look around slowly so as not to jostle your pounding head and realize you were in the Hospital Wing.

“What happened?” You ask softly, all three sets of eyes whip towards you.

“Thank Merlin!” You hear your godfather exclaim.

“What happened? I feel like I-” Harry cuts you off.

“Like you fell 100 feet?” Harry teases making you glare at him.

“Yes actually.” You reply sticking out your tongue at your obnoxious twin.

“That’s because you did, Princess,” Sirius responds, solemnly.

“The match,” you say, finally remembering.

“Yeah, you fell off your broom. You’ve been out for about an hour.” Sirius explains softly.

“Why?” Draco asks in a hushed voice.

“Why what?” You question, bewildered.

“Why did you lie to me? Why did you play when you were unwell?” He practically growled back.

“I knew you would try to make me not play. And I really wasn’t feeling that bad then. I couldn’t let Gryffindor down. Especially this year.” You explain. Sirius shoots you a quizzical look.

“What do you mean especially this year?” Your godfather inquires.

“Well, Harry’s captain this year. I couldn’t let him down.” You mutter not meeting your brother’s guilty eyes.

“You wouldn’t have let me down Y/n/n,” Harry reassures you and he pulls you into a tight hug.

“You need to take care of yourself first. You could’ve really been hurt Y/n, or even…” Draco trails off but you can see the fear in his eyes and fill in the blanks.

“I know, you’re right Draco. I’m sorry, I was stupid. So I guess our secret’s out of the bag, huh?” You ask cheekily, trying to lighten the mood.

“You could say that,” Sirius teases with a chuckle. “Why did you keep it from us, Princess?”

“I didn’t want to make you guys mad. I know how you both feel about him.” You play with the hem of your dirty Quidditch uniform to avoid looking at anyone.

“That doesn’t mean you have to hide things from us. I just want you two to be happy. If he makes you happy and treats you right, that’s all I can ask for.” Sirius replies, gently gripping your chin to make you look at him.

“Really?” You whisper in shock.

“Really Princess.” He assures you. 

“Me too.” Harry murmurs awkwardly. 

“For real?” You question, not quite believing him.

“For real sis.” He promises.

“Thank you, guys.” You say, unable to stop the excited smile from covering your face. 

“Why don’t we give you two a minute, I need to take a walk anyway,” Sirius suggests and he stands up and wraps his arm around Harry’s shoulder. Harry reluctantly nods and the two of them exit the Hospital Wing.

“Promise me something?” Draco asks, sitting on the end of your bed and taking your hands in his.

“What?”

“Swear to me you will never do something like that again.” His voice was eerily quiet and you could tell by the look in his eyes there was no use arguing this one.

“I promise Draco.” 

“Good,” he replies looking around before he gently, but firmly presses his lips to yours in a possessive kiss.

“Merlin, you scared the hell out of me,” he mutters when the two of you finally pull apart.

“I really am sorry.” You apologize again, feeling guilty for all the worry you caused everyone.

“I know, love. Just never do that again. And no more lying, deal?”

“Deal.” You reply, pulling him down for another kiss.

“I love you, Potter,” he confesses after you release him.

“I love you too, Malfoy.”

[liivkiss]

The prologue to a story I probably won't continue ...

Sooo... After years of creating an account, but only beginning to actually use it a few months ago, I decided to make a post. But, before the story itself, some information: -  English isn’t my first language. Then, you will probably find some (or many) errors;  - It is a Harry Potter’s fic inspired by the story "Bone of the Father (Blood of the Enemy)" by Ellory on AO3; - This is just the prologue to a story that I'm not sure will continue, but I have several ideas for that. It will probably be called "Blood and Magic (make us a family)" - If you like it and want to continue or use it as inspiration for something, just let me know. At the end I will put some of my ideas for this story. I hope you like it, anyway!

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Grapevines: For Intoxication and Bonds

Halina was sitting on her bed (if you can call it that) in the smallest room in the Dursleys' house. In front of her, a hand mirror was resting on the pillows.

In the mirror, instead of her reflection, Sirius Black's image, her Godfather and one of the last connections with her parents, glowed like a computer or TV screen. But it was magic.

She really loves magic… 

Sirius told her that Headmaster Dumbledore believed it would be safer if he didn’t contact Halina, since he was a fugitive criminal in the eyes of the Ministry of Magic, but he couldn’t do that. He failed with her as Godfather once, he wouldn’t do it again.

There was a lot to teach her about the magical world, especially since she didn't grow up in this world.

"Magic Inheritances aren’t transmitted only by words, by someone simply named their Heir." Sirius said calmly to her.

He wasn’t exactly happy with her treatment at the Dursleys, but neither of them had what they needed to get her out. Then, he taught it through the two-way mirror. What she owned now belonged to her father, James Potter.

“A connection, formed by bonds of Blood and Magic, is necessary for the Family Magic pass for the child.”

“So… How did you manage to make me the Heiress Black? Aren't we related? We are?” She tilted her head slightly to the right, frowning.

Sirius laughed a little. She liked to see Sirius smiling. He always seemed a little lighter when he did that. “We are, distantly, but we are.” He replied, still with a smile on his face "But that wouldn’t be enough to make you my Heiress."

*x*x*x*x*x*

"Let's go together, then." Halina said, looking at Cedric.

“Together?” The blond boy asked, confused.

"We touch the cup at the same time. We make Hogwarts the winner of the Tournament. Together." She answered.

"That sounds like a great idea for me." He smiled charmingly, as he always did for everyone.

She never really liked that. It looked so rehearsed. Malfoy's smirks seemed more honest than Cedric's empty smile. They always talk about how kind the boy was, but he never helped her with all the mockery and obvious bullying she suffered, even before that year.

But, well, nobody helped her. He wasn’t different.

“At three?” Cedric asked

“Yes.”

“One…” The Hufflepuff started counting.

“Two…” She took a deep breath.

“Three!” Both said simultaneously, touching the Cup together. She felt a twinge in his navel and the world around her turned.

*x*x*x*x*x*

“See, Hali…” Sirius started to explain “Between biological magical parents and children the blood connection, which I imagine is obvious here, and the magic connection happens naturally. Unless, of course, something happens to prevent this. But this is rare.”

Sirius waved his hand in front of his face with a nervous smile, dismissing the last comment.

“These connections, of Blood and Magic, are the bridge for the passage of Family Magic to reach the child and connect with him. If there isn’t a link between Blood and Magic, the Family Magic doesn’t reach the person. Of course, the connection of a Parent and your Child is only the natural way for that connection to form. There are others, Marriage, for example. But that is for another time.

“That still doesn't explain us.”

“I'm getting there.” Sirius smiled indulgently at her impatience. “The Magic Connection between two people is simple to form and there are dozens ways this can happen. Contracts, oaths, family relationships. In our case, it was a Godparenting Ritual. In the ritual, my magic connected with yours, thus establishing a magical connection between us.”

*x*x*x*x*x*

“Kill the spare” Halina heard the hissing voice order someone.

“No!” She shouted, but it was too late.

The green light hit Diggory and he went limp on the floor. Not a second later, she was gagged and stuck in one of the cemetery headstones. Only then does she realize who is doing all this. Pettigrew was quiet, arranging what appeared to be a ritual.

She could only see Diggory's body in front of her, her wand (idiot! - she thinks of herself) is lying not far from him and she is trapped in a tombstone by… Tom Riddle, apparently.

The damn rat puts a snake-like creature, deformed and strange, but vaguely humanoid, into the cauldron.

“Bone of the father, unknowingly given, you will renew your son!" 

Pettigrew recites, causing a bone to come out of the grave below Halina and float into the huge cauldron.

Oh, that sounds so wrong.

She's screwed.

*x*x*x*x*x*

“But if it was just the connection between Godfather and Goddaughter, you still couldn't be my Heiress” Sirius continued explaining.

She listened attentively to everything. She loved to learn every single thing she could about the Wizarding World. Even though it might sound tedious to most people, for her it sounded so amazing and wonderful.

*x*x*x*x*x*

"Flesh - of the servant - w-willingly given - you will - revive - your master.”

Pettigrew continues the ritual on top of what she supposes is some potion.

It was Black Magic, however. Not Dark, not Obscure. Not even Ancient.

It was the Addictive and Dangerous Black Magic.

*x*x*x*x*x*

“While not the most conventional, it isn’t the first time this has happened.” Sirius commented “But the blood connection needed for you to be my Heiress, for Family Black Magic passed on to you, it happened because of our distant kinship. Your grandmother, your father's mother, was Dorea Potter. She was born in the Black Family and was actually my grandfather's younger sister. We are cousins, kind of.”

“Hmm… So this is the blood connection between us…”

“Yes. There are other ways to establish a blood bond, in addition to looking for family members. Adoption, through the correct blood rituals, is one of those means. Other types of rituals and even some oaths require the use of blood. They don't necessarily form a strong enough link to the Magic Inheritance, but it's there.”

*x*x*x*x*x*

Pettigrew approached her and cut off her arm, taking the blood that was spilling from the huge cut.

“B-blood of the enemy… forcibly taken… you will… resurrect your foe.”

“Well, shit.” It was the only thing she could think of.

*x*x*x*x*x*

Sirius then stopped smiling and became serious.

“But remember Halina: Blood is the most powerful and dangerous thing in the Wizarding World. Don’t give your blood freely. Don't leave your blood behind. And do your best not to spill your blood by force. The most unimaginable things, on the good and the bad side, are possible to do using Blood Magic.”

“I understand, Sirius.”

*x*x*x*x*x*

The liquid in the cauldron immediately turned bright white. Wormtail falls to his knees beside the cauldron with the shiny liquid.

The cauldron was simmering, sending its diamond sparks in all directions, so blindingly bright that it turned all else to velvety blackness. Nothing happened… 

“Let it have drowned.” Halina thought, let it have gone wrong… 

And then, suddenly, she felt a strong pull on her magic. He got out of it and spun around, flying away. The sparks stopped coming out of the cauldron. A second wave of magic surrounded her and she couldn't tell where it came from, but it entered her body and settled in her veins and core.

A surge of white steam billowed thickly from the cauldron instead, obliterating everything in front of Hali, so that he couldn't see Wormtail or Cedric or anything but vapor hanging in the air… 

*x*x*x*x*x*

The blue eyes, cold as ice, shine with rage. It couldn't be. Not yet. His plans were just beginning to move! Years of planning, just for that girl to die before her time! The boy was back, he knew he was. So, he had plans to redo it.

Furious, he tosses the Daily Prophet on the table before getting up and leaving the room. In the newspaper, on the front page, a headline stood out in its big black letters in uppercase:

HALINA POTTER ASSASSINATED!

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- To make it clear: No, Halina (Fem!Harry) didn't really die. As in Ellory's fic, if that wasn't obvious, Halina ends up becoming Voldemort/Tom Riddle's adopted daughter because of the ritual. - Ideally, this wouldn’t be a Bashing fic for Dumbledore, but he would be Manipulator and the real villain here. Hence the falsification of Halina's death.

I have some drafts for the first and second chapters, but I'm not sure if I'm going to continue writing this fic. But can I bring these drafts here eventually, perhaps?

I would need to translate them, though. They are all in Portuguese.

But that's it. What do you think?

[robbiekaysfavoritelostgirl]

Umbridge’s Mistake

Pairing: Hannah Potter x Fred Weasley

Plot: Hannah Potter has epilepsy and needs potions monthly to keep it under control. What happens when Umbridge steps in and keeps her from getting the potion?  

Authors note: So this is one of a few imagines that lead into my Harry Potter fanfiction, which will be posted once all of the imagines leading up to it is out. In these Harry is Hannah’s twin sister and because she too has Lily’s blood, both are able to be raised by Sirius Black and Remus Lupin. 

      “Hannah!” At the cry of his sisters name, Harry’s head snapped up and instantly began to scan the crowded great hall for any sign of his twin. He found her seconds later. She had collapsed on the floor and was seizing, her body twitching uncontrollably. At once he pushed himself away from the table and began run towards Hannah, barely aware that he was being followed closely by Fred and George. 

   “Get out of my way!” He screamed, pushing aside a group of scared looking Hufflepuff’s who were the only thing left between him and his sister. The moment he was at her side, he began to roll her on her side, breathing out a sigh of relief when Fred and George began to help. “Get her hair out of her face.” He cried, watching as Fred instantly pushed it aside. 

   “Harry she’s bleeding!” Fred cried, noting the blood coming from her mouth the same time Harry did.

   “She bite her tongue.” Harry explained, praying that it was true and that was all that had happened. 

   “She’ll need the hospital wing.” A calm voice said from beside him. Harry turned and let out a sigh of relief when saw Albus Dumbledore kneeling beside him. As he spoke he waved his wand, causing a stretcher to appear. With another wave of his wand Hannah was lifted up in the air and placed on the stretcher. Once Fred, George and Harry were beside it, all of them determined to keep Hannah on her side. 

    “Professor Sprout if you be so kind as to contact Ms Potter’s Uncle’s I am sure they will wish to see her.” Dumbledore asked, making Harry aware that for the first time the rest of the staff had joined them. For a moment his eyes landed on Snape, anger filling him at the sight but quickly turned his attention back to Hannah, as Dumbledore had the stretcher moving from the hall. 

  Once the had left the great hall, they moved quickly to the Hospital, though in that time Hannah had to stopped seizing for several seconds before she began again. It felt like it took several hours instead of only a few moments, for Hannah to reach the Hospital wing. The moment she was settled on the bed, Madam Pomfrey rushed forward with a dose of potion that would stop the seizing and another she would need to take when she came too. The matron had just hurried back to her office, when the doors were thrown open and Sirius Black and Remus Lupin came running in, followed by Snape, Umbridge, McGonagall and Sprout. To Harry’s surprise Susan Bones was hurrying along behind them. 

   “What happened?” Sirius demanded, rushing to his goddaughter’s side. Hannah was still unconscious, though Madam Pomfrey had assured them that she would be okay. “I thought the potions were supposed to stop this.”

   “She didn’t take it.” Susan whispered, her answer causing everyone to turn to stare at her. “Professor Umbridge said that Hannah was suspected to be a werewolf and that the potion she was taking was wolfsbane. She told me I was to switch them and give Hannah one she had done up for her. She said that if she was correct Hannah would turn into a docile werewolf and we would all know the truth.” Her confession was followed by silence as the group processed what she had said. The moment they had all hell broke loose. 

   “I want her removed from the school!” Sirius roared. 

   “I was acting on behalf of the safety of the school, this is just...”Umbridge cried, staring wide eyed at Sirius. 

   “If you say a tragic accident I swear..” Harry began, scowling when Remus cut him off. 

   “I am side with Sirius Dumbledore. She could have killed Hannah, she may still have the chance, you know as well as I that her being a witch makes this a much more serious matter.” 

   “I agree completely, Umbridge has put the life of a student at risk, however I regret to say that I can not fire her. With the ministry in her corner I can do is urge you and Sirius to write to the minister, demanding that she be removed at once.”

   “In that case I want Hannah transferred to mungos at once, as well as her things packed. As of this moment Hannah will no longer be attending Hogwarts.” Sirius snarled, turning to look at Harry. Before he could say anything else however, Umbridge spoke up, her voice just as sickly sweet as before. 

   “Mr Black, it is her O.W.L.S year, I am afraid I can not allow you to pull Hannah from school.”

   “That is not for you decided I am afraid. As Hannah’s legal guardians it is their choice if she remains here. Should they feel Hannah would be safer outside Hogwarts than they have every right to remove them. Besides, as Headmaster I give both Mr Lupin and Mr Black permission to remove Hannah, and Harry, from school if they wish.” Dumbledore said calmly, his words causing Umbridge to turn red with rage. 

   “I won’t make you leave Harry, not if you don’t want too. All I ask is that if you decided to remain at Hogwarts that you write daily, with the understanding that if you fail to do so you will be removed from Hogwarts.” Sirius said, smiling softly at Harry before turning his attention back to Umbridge. “Hannah however, will be coming with us as we can no longer be sure of her safety.”

[writings-of-a-british-fangirl]

Imagine: Learning that you’re Harry’s twin sister and Remus’ goddaughter during the events of Sirius Black’s escape from Azkaban. [x] [x]

“How? How is this possible?” you ask, your face in pure shock as you spoke to Remus, “It was the boy who lived! Not the twins!”

      Remus was sympathetic to your shock, understanding that it was a lot of information -life changing information- to take in all at once. He gave you time to shout at him, to question him. He didn’t speak until you were finished. Until you were silent.

     “This must be a lot, but as your godfather, I can assure nothing has changed, Y/N,” Remus said, “Nothing will change.”

     You breathe.

     “How will I tell Harry?” you murmur quietly.

     “Tell him in the morning, Y/N,” Remus smiles, and offers you a slice of chocolate, “Eat. It’s been a long day.”

      You take it and wonder how on Earth you will sleep.

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[silverose365]

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Requests are open for both NSFW and SFW please don't request NSFW if you are under 18 years of age

I will make a wedding board for any character if asked to

I will write for Harry Potter, Sons of Anarchy, and Supernatural (I may be open to for others just ask)

I haven't moved them on here yet but my Wattpad has all of my Sons of Anarchy stuff feel free to request there as well. Silverose365

I have two rules! 1. Don't like my work don't read it very simple! 2. Be respectful all are welcome here!

Oneshots:

Once A Murader Always A Murader:

Remus’s goddaughter y/n Black gets in trouble with the Weasley twins after Umbrage takes her torment too far.

More Than A Friend:

When y/n is requested not to come home for Christmas by her pureblood family during her last year at Hogwarts her best friend Sirius Black comes to fetch her so she isn't spending it alone.

Oh How The Tables Turn:

Sirius Black and y/n y/l/n have learned to hate each other as there parents tried to force them to fall in love. Over time they face trials that only the two can relate to.

Finally Home:

Y/n Lestrange finally has the family she knew she could have but never let herself hope for.

Let's Go Home:

After his death Sirius Black finds himself waking up in a tent with some expected faces and some non as expected what happens when he reunites with his overtired wife?

Takes One To Know One:

When Molly plans to surprise Charlie in Romania a couple of weeks before the holidays she overhears a conversation that didn't involve her. Charlie meets a woman who couldn't care about anything but dragons even when her own health is a steak.

Unknown Ocupent:

When Sirius Black takes shelter in his family home of 12 Grimwald place he's unaware of two thing 1. His brother Regulas Black had a daughter with a muggle born witch and 2. That his niece has been living there for years.

The Things We Do For Love:

Professor Sharp takes a starts out with taking advice from a friend and finds himself with more then he originally bargained for.

Series:

Love & Loneliness: Sirius Black x y/n:

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14

Y/n was a loyal loving person who would drop what she was doing in the blink of an eye to help anyone, however always struggled to let others return the favor Lily was quick to befriend her. Y/n also liked to do things that she knew were bratty especially towards the one and only Sirius Black. At first, Sirius would point out how kind y/n was but as they grow he learns how to understand his feelings better.

Wedding boards:

Sirius Black

George Weasley

Fred Weasley

Remus Lupin

[falcqns]

𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐲 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞

✰ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Sirius Black x daughter!Reader, Remus Lupin x goddaughter!Reader

✰ 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: being the daughter of Sirius Black hasn't made your life easy, and you were foolish to think that turning 13 would change that.

✰ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: mentions of absent mother, mentions of Azkaban, mentions of absent father, Death Eaters, HPATPOA fix it fic, mentions of custody. if i miss anything, please let me know.

✰ 𝐚/𝐧: thank you for reading and i hope you enjoy! this is my first time writing for a harry potter character, so i hope it's good! tagging @natashasera ofc! this is based of my harry potter dr, and the reader is a Ravenclaw, but feel free to ignore that!

to who ever reads this: don't bother asking for a part two, you won't get it. i am the owner of this fic, and this blog, and I, and only I, will decided what fic gets a part two and when. respect me and my wishes or get off my blog. thanks!

don't forget to read and reblog, and i do not give permission for my works to be posted anywhere other than tumblr. thank you.

"why can't i go sit with my friends, Uncle Remus?" you asked sadly, putting your trunk next to your Uncle's. you'd found out a week ago that your Uncle, who's raised you since you were 3, was going to be teaching Defence Against The Dark Arts at Hogwarts this year, and he'd promised you that you'd still be able to be yourself despite his presence. however, that promise already seemed to be changing because he had made you sit in the compartment with him instead of sitting with your friends from your house.

"y/n," he sighed, sitting down across from you, giving you a pointed look.

"yes, yes i know." you said. "my father is on the loose so you need to protect me." you groaned. "i can protect myself, and i highly doubt he'll attack me at school with Dumbledore around."

Remus shrugged. "you father..." he shook his head. "he's smart. extremely smart. don't put a thing past him. he's capable of causing great pain, but he was also one of the best friends i've ever had, and ever will have. he may be crazy, but he is not stupid."

you nodded. "i know." you said, and your Uncle smiled, relaxing back in his seat as the train began to move. you curled up in your seat, pulling out your copy of Little Women that your Uncle had gifted you for your birthday last year. as you did so, the compartment door opened, and in came Harry, Ron and Hermione.

being a Ravenclaw, you had the majority of your classes with Hufflepuff, the only class with Gryffindor that you have is Herbology, but you were on good terms with the trio.

"who's that?" Ron asked, and they all took their seats with a smile towards you.

"Professor R. J. Lupin." you said, turning the page of your book.

"how is it you know everything?" Ron said, and you gave Ron a look.

"he's my Uncle, you doofus." you said turning back to your book. you tuned the rest of their conversation out, and only put down your book when the lights flickered and the train stopped, but one glance at your Uncle had you picking it back up again.

if your Uncle wasn't awake, you weren't too worried. he had a weird knack for sensing danger, and he was still fast asleep. however, a pit formed in your stomach when the windows began to frost.

there was only one creature that could turn a warm fall's day icy cold that quickly; a Dementor. easily defeated with a Patronus charm, but there was a tiny little problem.

you hadn't mastered the spell yet.

Remus had insisted that you learn the spell a few years ago, but you hadn't been able to quite grasp it yet. the most you had produced was a flash of white light that didn't do anything.

you put your book down as a sense of dread fell over the compartment, and a black mass approached.

a single, bony finger extended from underneath the pitch black cloak, and curled back towards its owner, the door sliding open in the same direction. more bony fingers came out from the cloak as well, and curled around the door frame, pressing its big body inside, the ripped cloak fluttering just inches off the ground.

you pressed your back up against the cold and frosty window in an attempt to put more room between you and the creature, but it didn't matter. the Dementor zero'd in on Harry, and you felt yourself growing faint as the Dementor began to attack Harry.

the room began to spin, and just before your entire world went black, you heard muffled cry's of pain and agony, and your Uncle standing up and brandishing his wand.

you whimpered, feeling someone rubbing your cheek with their thumb. you opened your eyes, and were face to face with your Uncle.

"there you are." he whispered. "you had me worried for a moment, sweetie. here," he said, pulling out some chocolate. you took it with shaking hands, and Remus sat down next to you. you nibbled on it slowly, and Remus rubbed your back.

"i...i heard someone." you said quietly, hands still shaking, but not as bad. "w-when the Dementor came in-n."

Remus moved closer, inspecting your face. "who did you hear?" he asked in a low voice. "was it male or female?" he asked, and you looked up at him.

"male."

Remus collapsed back against the seat, running a hand over his face. it was moments like this where you could see just how much of a toll the death of his two friends at the hands of his other took on him, as well as the stress of parenting a child that wasn't his.

"Uncle Remus, who was it?" you asked. you were scared of the answer, but you were even more scared of not knowing.

your Uncle sighed, but answered, knowing he couldn't avoid the question forever.

"your father." he said, and your breath caught in your throat. "the moment after he found out he was being sent to Azkaban without a trial." he explained, and you sniffled, your eyes filling with tears.

your Uncle didn't talk about your father a lot, but when he did, it was always from a place of love, and a place of missing him. he'd told you stories of how he was during school, and how despite the horrible Wizarding War that was waging during the time of your birth, you were the only important thing to your father. he couldn't have cared less about fighting Voldemort and gaining the glory of being in the Order of the Phoenix, he cared about protecting the one thing that mattered more than being a wizard, his daughter. even when it was revealed he was working with Voldemort, you were still his number one priority.

"what happened that day?"

"he was being held in a holding cell at the ministry, and you, your mother and i were allowed to come and see him. we were under the impression that he was going to get a trial, but as he was holding you, Barty Crouch Sr came and told him the he was being sent to Azkaban for life, without a trial.

"you were ripped from his arms, and he was dragged away by some guards. he started screaming, asking for just another minute with his daughter. that's what you heard."

you sniffled, wiping your tears. "i don't even remember him." you admitted. "and the only memory i have of him is him screaming because he didn't have more time with me." Remus moved closer to you, and wrapped his arms around you, letting you cry out your sadness.

"your father was living a double life, but you were always the most important thing in both. he didn't deserve you, nor did your mother. i don't even deserve to be raising you, but here i am. that's why i need to keep you safe. i don't know what Azkaban has done to him, and i don't plan on finding out. he won't take you away from me."

Uncle Remus was right; he wasn't going to take you away from him, and Remus was going to make sure of that.

Halloween had finally come, a welcome break between the stress of your father being on the loose and seemingly double the schoolwork of last year.

you and your two friends, Lisa Turpin and Mandy Brocklehurst, walked into your dorm shortly after the Halloween feast was finished, and were now talking about finding your Uncle a date.

"should we be talking about this?" Lisa asked, undoing her made up bed, the two of you following suit. "isn't it...i don't know, weird for you to talk about your Uncle's love life?"

you shook your head, laughing. "absolutely not. that man has been on his own since he was born, i think he needs someone to keep him functioning normally. he acts like a robot the majority of the time." you commented, settling down in your bed, getting comfy.

"a robot?" Mandy asked, her eyebrows shooting up towards her hairline.

"yes, Mandy, a robot." you responded. "even before i started at Hogwarts, when he was studying to become a professor, he would wake up, make me breakfast and pack my lunch for school, and then head to work after dropping me off. then it was school for him, then picking me up, making me dinner, helping with homework, and then bed. every single day, for pretty much 9 years."

"what was it like, when you first started living with him?" Lisa asked. you shrugged.

"i remember...i was confused. i didn't understand why my mom wasn't coming to get me, and all Uncle Remus told me was that she was going on a business trip."

"was that the truth?" Mandy asked, and then got a worried look on her face. "sorry, you don't have to answer that. i know it's hard for you to talk about."

you shook your head. "no, i need to. i need to explain. but, no, it wasn't the truth. she told my Uncle she was going on a business trip, and wanted him to watch me, since the Ministry was still rounding up Death Eaters and apparently she was worried about a Death Eater coming after me to make me pay for the downfall of Voldemort, since my dad told him where the Potter's were.

"so, she left him with me, and just...disappeared." you explained. "she never came back, and after about 2 weeks, Uncle Remus got suspicious about how long it was taking, and tracked her down. turns out, she had met a muggle, and fallen in love with him, and decided to leave me behind. apparently she thought i was better off without her."

"do you think you are?" Lisa asked, and you nodded, smiling at her.

"oh definitely. i wouldn't have the highest grade in our year for our house if i had stayed with her."

Mandy opened her mouth to speak, when Penelope Clearwater, Head Girl, burst through the door in a panic.

"get up!" she exclaimed. "we need to go to the great hall! Sirius Black is in the school!"

the three of you jumped out of your beds, and ran out of the dorm, following the group of other Ravenclaw girls in your year out of the common room door, and into the great hall.

you barely listened as Dumbledore explained that all of you would be spending the night in here, instead searching the hall for your uncle. your eyes found him a moment later, and as soon as all the sleeping bags appeared with a 'pop!', you were rushing over to him.

he brought you into a hug, and walked away from the group of professors.

"are you alright?" he asked, and you shook your head, the fear causing tears to fill your eyes.

"no." you whispered. "i wanna go home." you expressed, and Remus pulled back, searching your face. you'd never said that before.

when you were 11, you'd written to him and told him how homesick you were, but all you had done was ask if you could see your friends from your Muggle school on Christmas break. you'd never expressed, even when you were sick, a wish to go home.

"hold on," he said, leaving you where you were to go and speak to Dumbledore. you saw Dumbledore nod, and then Remus came back a moment later.

"he's letting us go home for the weekend, but we've gotta go now." he said, and you stopped briefly to tell Mandy and Lisa that you were leaving, before heading out.

a brief floo trip later, and you were home, and unable to return until Monday, due to the full moon. you showered briefly, and entered your bedroom, which was exactly the way you left it.

you glanced at your bed, but decided against it, instead sitting down at your desk, and powering on your Window's computer. you logged in, loaded up Yahoo, and typed in your fathers name.

0 results.

"ugh!" you groaned, resting your heads in your hands.

"you won't find anything." Remus said from the doorway, making you jump out of fright.

"Jesus!" you said, holding your chest, and looking back at Remus.

"no, i'm Uncle Remus." he said, jokingly, but sat down on your bed. "you won't be able to find any information on those Muggle sites. he's smart-,"

"i know."

"-which means, he's not stupid enough to go after a Muggle." Remus finished. "he's going to stay in our world. unfortunately, wizarding technology isn't as advanced as Muggle technology, but even then, there's not a lot of information about him out there, other than he was friends with James Potter, and is Harry's godfather." he said, standing up. he kissed the top of your head, and shut the computer off as he passed.

"get some sleep. you'll need it."

once again, Uncle Remus was right. you were going to need some rest.

it was now almost the end of the year, and you were sitting on your bed, writing an essay for Potions, when you got a bad feeling in your stomach. you glanced at your watch, and saw it read 8:05. something told you to look out the window, and when you did, you saw your Uncle exiting the Whomping Willow with a few other people in tow, one of then being Professor Snape.

it then occurred to you that if Snape was down there with Lupin at 8:00, Uncle Remus would not have taken his Wolfsbane Potion on time. you pushed your school work away from you, and all but ran out of Ravenclaw Tower.

you ran across the school to Remus's office, and threw open the door, ignoring the protests from all the paintings. you saw the bottle that was full of Wolfsbane Potion, freshly brewed by Professor Snape. you grabbed it, and ran back out, booking it towards the Whomping Willow.

Snape was the first person to see you, and once he recognized the bottle in your hand, he stepped back from Remus. you saw Harry standing with Sirius. the two of them were looking up at Hogwarts, and seemed to be discussing something, and Harry didn't bat an eye when you rushed past him. Sirius, however, did.

Sirius turned around, and his eyes followed you as you ran to your Uncle.

"Uncle Remus!" you shouted, and Sirius began to follow you, leaving Harry where he was.

"y/n, what are you doing? you should be in your dorm-" Remus began to say but you shook your head, thrusting the bottle at him.

"you forgot your potion! that's how Snape knew where you were, you left the map on your desk again." Remus all but snatched the bottle from your hands, uncorking it, and downing the potion just as the moon began to appear from behind the clouds.

"go." Remus said, attempting to push you towards Sirius, but you shook your head.

"no." you defied. "i'm old enough."

"no you're not!" Remus said. "Sirius, take her."

you felt your fathers hands wrap around your arms, and he pulled you away, as you defied, trying to get back to your Uncle. he'd always refused to let you see what he looked like on a full moon, and no matter how many times you'd insisted you were old enough, he wouldn't let you.

you tried to pull away from Sirius, but he had an iron grip on you.

"come on," Sirius begged. "come on, honey, please."

at the pet name, you managed to get your body free, and you stepped away from him, just as you heard Remus retreat into the forest.

"no!" you shouted. "you don't get to call me that!" Sirius looked at you sadly. "you weren't there! you were never fucking there! you decided your allegiance to a man with no fucking nose was more important than your family! you decided to go out and kill Peter Pettigrew instead of staying home with your girlfriend and daughter! you don't get to call me that when you did nothing!"

"y/n he didn't do it-" Harry tried to defend but you weren't hearing any of it.

"oh, what didn't he do? kill Peter Pettigrew, sell YOUR parents out to Voldemort, abandon me as a baby? what didn't he do, Harry? you'll need to be specific because i've lost count!" you said, before running back to the castle in tears.

Sirius turned to Harry with tears in his own eyes. "i'm a horrible father. i've ruined her life." he said sadly, and Harry shook his head.

"no you're not, and no you haven't." Harry said. "you just weren't given the chance to be the father the needed. once we bring Pettigrew in, you'll be able to fix it."

Pettigrew had been captured, and Sirius's innocence was proven.

as soon as Fudge walked into the room, Peter confessed to everything, and after a half-hearted apology from him, Sirius was set free.

he was given some guest quarters to freshen up in, and once he was clean, he made his way to Remus's quarters at his request, where Harry had told him you were camping out in the spare room, not wanting to explain to the entire Ravenclaw house that you were the daughter of Sirius Black, and that he was now free and innocent.

there was a knock on the door, and thinking it was Remus, you got up and answered. you gulped when you saw him, looking down at your feet.

"i am so sorry i missed so much of your life." Sirius said. "i shouldn't have done it;" he said. "going after Peter, that is." seeing the confusion on your face.

you nod. "H-Harry tells me that you were a decoy secret keeper. that you weren't working for Voldemort, and that Peter wasn't dead."

"yeah." Sirius said. "that's the truth." you nodded, eyes still downcast.

"Remus wants to talk to you." Sirius said. "he's in his-"

"office, yeah i know." you said, and brushed by Sirius.

he may be innocent, but he could have at least sent you a letter.

you walked into Uncle Remus's office, and smiled sweetly at him.

"you wanted to see me?" you asked, and Remus nodded, taking a deep breath before telling you the news.

"after exams are done, you'll be going home with Sirius."

rage filled your body, as you processed the news. "no!" you protested, shaking your head. "no! i wanna live with you! i like living with you-" you began, but Remus shook his head.

"y/n, i lost my job, i can't support you. Sirius has been cleared, and he's been granted full custody of you. i have to hand you over."

"no!" you sobbed, tears falling down your cheeks. "please don't make me go!"

"y/n, it's out of my hands. it was the ministry, not me."

you ran back out of the office, and bumped into Sirius, who was still standing outside your door.

"i really am sorry, y/-" Sirius began to say, but stopped when you shouted at him.

"WHY COULDN'T YOU JUST STAY IN AZKABAN!"

Sirius knew you weren't serious.

you were being taken away from the man who's raised you your whole life. you were being sent to live with a man you barely knew, and were taught to hate growing up.

you had every right to be mad. you had every right to yell at him, and be as abusive as you could. but, you weren't, and you didn't.

you were just extremely quiet. you didn't talk, and when you did speak, it was "yes, no, please, thank you, no thank you." that was it.

Sirius felt like he had only one option left, and he was trying it now.

he knocked on your door, and it unlocked a moment later, likely you using magic. you were sat on your bed, annotating your new Defence Against the Dark Arts textbook for the coming school year.

"hi." he said, leaning against the doorway. "can i come in for a moment?"

you nodded, and Sirius came in. he swiveled your desk chair around, and took a seat, gazing at you.

"you look so much like your mother." he stated. "so beautiful."

you nodded. "i know." you said, not looking up. "Uncle Remus told me all the time."

Sirius nodded. "speaking of your mother," he said, swallowing the lump in his throat. "would living with her, make you happier?" he asked, and your head shot up, looking him dead in the eyes, something you rarely did.

"what?" you asked, and he shrugged.

"i know you're not happy here." he said. "i'm not happy here either, but home is home. i just thought that you might be a little happier if you were living with your mom."

"Uncle Remus didn't tell you?" you asked, dropping your tabs.

"tell me what?"

"she left me when i was 3." you said, and Sirius sighed in disappointment, running a hand through his hair. "she went on business trip, and never came back." you said, chewing on your lip as you tried not to cry.

Sirius moved from the chair to the bed, and wrapped his arms around you. your head fell to his chest, and you felt the dam within yourself break as the thought of "my dad's holding me" was in your head, and cried out everything.

he hugged you tight, rubbing your back with his hand.

"she met another guy on the trip and decided i was better off in the magical world, her in the muggle world. she left me with Uncle Remus, and that was it. i never saw her again. she's never even sent me a letter." you expressed, and Sirius was shaking with anger.

not with you. never with you. with himself, for abandoning you. for your mother, for doing the same thing.

"i don't know what i was thinking that night." he said. "that night Lily and James were murdered and i went after Peter. i should have stayed home, with you." he said, kissing your head. "i should have cuddled up in bed with my little daughter, and mourned my friends that way. i should have been there."

"please don't leave me," you begged, holding onto him for dear life.

"i won't." he said, hugging you tight.

and he didn't.

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HEADCANON/WOULD INVOLVE MASTER LIST 2017 [PART 3]

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Head Canons/Would Involves Tagging Master List

Tag for [Would Involves]; [Head Canons]

[In Chronological Order]

2017:

JANUARY-

Dating Liam And Being Jackson’s Younger Sibling Would Involve

Being Sherlock’s Niece (Mycroft’s Daughter) And Meeting Moriarty Would Involve

Peter Maximoff Helping You With Your Depression/Anxiety Would Involve

Being Best Friends With Liam Dunbar, But Him Being Secretly In Love With You Would Involve

Dating Nightcrawler Would Involve

Dating Merry Would Involve

The Avengers Helping You With Your Anxiety And Depression Would Involve

FEBRUARY-

Dating Weasel Would Involve

Being Remus’ Sister, Dating James And Sirius Having A Crush On You Would Involve

Dating Thorin Would Involve

Being An Avengers That Is Also A Mutant Would Involve

Being Gandalf’s Apprentice Would Involve

Dating The Twelfth Doctor Would Involve

Being Voldemort’s Daughter Would Involve

Coming Out As Genderqueer To The Avengers Would Involve

Being A Knight Of Camelot Would Involve

Dating Rick Flag Would Involve

Team Free Will Catching You Kissing Your S/O Would Involve

Being Best Friends With Zach But Him Having A Crush On You Would Involve

Marrying Jack Sparrow Would Involve

MARCH-

Dating Jojen Reed Would Involve

Being Severus Snape’s Child Would Involve

Dating Alpha!Aiden Would Involve

Being Part Of The Avengers And Dating Kurt Wagner Would Involve

Cuddling With Draco Would Involve [Part 2]

Draco Dating Ballerina!Reader Would Involve

Draco Dating Hufflepuff!Reader Would Involve

APRIL-

Being Best Friends With The Stranger Things Gang Would Involve [Pre Eleven + Post Eleven]

Team Free Will Finding Out You Are A Witch Would Involve

Slytherin!Reader Dating Seamus Finnigan Would Involve

The Ninth Doctor Trying To Show You That The World Is Not A Hopeless Place Would Involve

Gryffindor!Reader Being Cedric’s Little Sibling Would Involve

Hugging Newt Scamander Would Involve

Being Snape’s Child And Being A Member Of The Order [Of The Phoenix] Would Involve

Ravenclaw!Reader Dating Fred Weasley Would Involve

Ravenclaw!Reader Dating Harry Potter Would Involve

Being Sirius Black’s Fiance And Being Reunited With Him After He Escapes From Azkaban Would Involve

Female!Reader Dating Hermione Granger Would Involve

Being Harry’s Twin And Dating George Weasley Would Involve

Being Lily’s Twin And Dating Sirius Black Would Involve

Dating Theo And Being Part Of The Pack Would Involve

Being Newt’s Little Sister And Coming With Him To New York Would Involve

Slytherin!Reader Dating Newt Scamander Would Involve

MAY-

Being Newt’s Sister Would Involve [includes younger sister, older sister and twin sister!reader]

Being Pregnant With Draco’s Baby Would Involve

~hiatus for exams~

JUNE-

Being Sherlock’s Sister But Being Smarter Than Him And Dating Moriarty Would Involve

Sherlock Being A New Dad Would Involve

Dating Nate Heywood Would Involve

Being Newt’s Hufflepuff Best Friend/Almost Lover Would Involve

JULY-

Teen!Reader Joining The Avengers Would Involve

Being Best Friends With Sherlock Holmes Would Involve

Witch!Reader Falling In Love With Credence Barebone Would Involve

Dating George Weasley And Being Harry Potter’s Hufflepuff Twin Would Involve

~break bc school sucks~

OCTOBER- 

Newt Scamander Showing You The Suitcase For The First Time Would Involve

Gryffindor X Hufflepuff Relationship Would Involve

NOVEMBER-

Being Deaf In The Teen Wolf Pack Would Involve

Being A Muggle And Becoming Teddy Lupin’s Girlfriend Would Involve

Dating Oliver Wood Would Involve

Being Harry’s Twin And Remus’ Goddaughter When You Don’t Know You’re Harry’s Twin Would Involve

DECEMBER-

The Avengers Spending The Holidays With You Would Involve (+ What Gift They Would Give You)

The Avengers Spending The Holidays With You Would Involve [Part 2]

Gryffindor!Reader Dating Cedric Diggory Would Involve