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i got my eye on you - two; marauders

pairing: marauders (sirius black x reader) | 4.2k words plot: albus reaches out to you to keep the marauders save, to not have them die, so you join them in their seventh year. authors note: I've been on a roll while writing this, i hope you like it as much as i do :) leave a comment if you want to be added to the taglist :)

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„Suki has retrieved the cigarettes, Miss Y/N.“ The giddy creature smiled your way and you took the pack with a smile on your face.

„Thank you a lot, Suki.“ You patted her head and she nodded at you.

„Take a cookie, as a reward.“ She smiled back at you, hands clasped in front of her stomach.

„Thank you, Miss. Suki is happy to help herself to a tasty cookie, you‘re too kind, Miss.“

You swatted your hand and pushed a stick between your lips, with a swift move Suki held a lighter for you to take. „Thanks.“ She waved you goodbye and vanished with a kiss she blew your way.

„She delivers cigarettes to you? Kreacher only ever hissed at me.“ You turned around to catch a sight of the approaching boy. You nodded and held the pack out for him.

„It‘s all I make her do.“ You paused to light his cigarette. “My parents sent her to me in my third year of school, as a present.” He huffed some smoke and nodded.

“There’s not really any need for an elf but she’s been with me through thick and thin, so she keeps the house clean and I send for her once in a while.” You took another drag of the cigarette.

“Keeps her happy, I think.”

Sirius sat himself down on the stone bench next to the both of you and without a word you joined him.

“There was something I wanted to talk to you about.” He started, cigarette between his plump lips once more. Your shoulders connected as you crossed your legs, the dim light illuminated his face just the right amount.

“Sounds serious, no pun intended.” He chuckled before he brought the can of soda he had brought with himself to his lips. After his swig, he held it out for you and you took it without hesitation.

“Nothing serious, I swear.” He paused. “Pun intended.” He now faced you, his legs connected with yours as he watched you.

“Our match is tomorrow, Gryffindor against Hufflepuff.” You nodded and took another sip before you placed the can between you both.

“Of course I'll be there to cheer for you.” He smiled and took another drag from his cigarette.

“Afterwards there’ll be a party, to celebrate our win.” It was your turn to chuckle, you turned towards him, your leg rested on the bench, awfully close to his.

“You don’t know that yet.” He only shook his head, a smile on his face.

“It’s Hufflepuff, they have three second years on the team, plus, they’ve never been the best, come on.” You nodded and placed a hand on his knee.

“Of course, when you say so.” You cooed before you brushed his chin with your finger in a playful manner. His head lowered with a snicker. “Come to the party.” He said. Your eyes found his before you took another drag from your cigarette. You moved your head closer, awfully close before you blew the smoke in his face.

“No.” You whispered back. His head fell back with a dramatic sigh. “What do you mean, no?” You shook your head and took another sip of his soda. “I mean, I'm way too old for a house party full of drunk hormonal teens.”

“Too old? Why do you make it sound like you’re fifty?” He rested his arm on the backrest of the bench before he took another drag. “You’re twentyfour for godric’s sake.” You nodded and threw the done cigarette on the ground.

“That means I’ve had my fair share of parties, I’m good, thanks.”

He nudged your shoulder with a pout on his lips.

“Come on, you haven’t had one like ours. It’ll be fun, I swear.” You took another sip of his soda, can in hand. “You’re like so cool, how can I celebrate a win without you?” He pouted, his done cigarette now on the ground.

“You can’t handle me at one of your parties, sweetheart.” You spoke, head tilted.

His eyebrows raised. “Is that a challenge?” You smirked at him. “It’s a promise.” He smirked back at you and nodded his head. You lifted yourself off the bench.

“So, you’ll come?” He stood in front of you, frame towering over yours. Your hands found his tie, his shirt, which you playfully fixed.

“Bring me a trophy first.”

With hooded eyes he looked down on you, cheeks flushed as you tapped his cheek gently. “Yes m’am.”

You nodded with a small smile on your face. “Good boy.” You whispered back. He huffed a breath before you retreated.

“Fuckin’ hell.” He whispered more to himself as he watched you leave.

Breakfast the next morning was normal, the kids were cheerful. James and Sirius gloated their Quidditch uniforms like the buffoons they were. Sirius threw an arm over your shoulder with a wide smile on his face.

“Morning, love.” He spoke, his other hand grabbed for your cup. “Morning.” You responded before you shoved a piece of biscuit into your mouth.

“You’re in good spirits, I see.” You chuckled as James placed his gloves down. He nodded, taking a sip from his cup. “Of course, we’ve got nothing to worry about.” He said with a smile on his face.

“You’ll join us in the stands, right?” Lily spoke as she placed her cup down on the wooden table. You gave her a nod, a cigarette between your lips now.

“Since Sirius asked me really nicely.” You lit the stick with a tap of your finger and blew the smoke with a grin on your face.

“He asked nicely?” Marlene threw in. You lifted yourself off the bench, eager to make it to the lavatory on time. One hand on his shoulder, the other grasped the hair on the back of his head. You pulled his head back slightly as you threw Marlene a smirk.

“On his knees and all.” You chuckled and walked off. His friends just stared in disbelief. “Did not!” He yelled after you.

The stands were packed and loud. Lily sat to your right and Remus to your left. You had pushed your sunglasses up to hold your hair back, there was no need for them anyways.

The audience broke out in cheers as the teams made their way onto the field. Without much talking the teams mounted their brooms and shot up into the air.

The game started tame, both teams seemed relaxed. Relaxed enough for Sirius to hover by the Gryffindor stand and throw you a wink.

Your eyes wandered to the Slytherin stand over and over again. You hadn’t missed the way the Slytherin’s would eye the two marauders, the constant prank war between them and the fact that Severus Snape and his dear little friends were loyal dogs to one dark wizard in particular.

Snape seemed agitated by James’ taunting, his fists clenched as he watched Sirius stick his tongue out.

“What is it?” Remus spoke next to you, but you didn’t take your eyes off Snape. His face had grown crimson, his wand clasped tightly in his hand. You pushed yourself farther to the edge of your seat.

Just as Sirius slumped over on his broom with laughter, Nott mumbled something into Snapes ear. With joined forces they mumbled something, to not make it obvious, you thought.

Sirius’ broom seemed to suddenly have developed a mind of its own as it went rampage, trying to throw him off. His hand slipped and the broom took off without him.

His red ropes swooshed in the wind as he fell. Without much thought you jumped out of your seat, placed your feet on the railing and jumped off. You grabbed onto Sirius ropes and engulfed him in a bone crushing hug as you recited a spell, almost inaudible.

The earth beneath you seemed to become mushy, like rubber and your bodies didn’t crack into million little pieces but it had cushioned your fall like a trampoline.

You scrambled to your knees as the spell wore off and found Sirius huffing coughs next to you.

“Sirius, god, are you alright?” Your hands patted down his body to check for any kind of injury. “Are you hurt?” His hand found your arm, to stop you.

“I’m fine, love.” He cracked a smile and lifted his upper body to push a hand through his hair. “Thanks to you.” You nodded and brushed some dirt off his cheek.

“I’m glad you’re alright.” You whispered as you heard the incoming footsteps. You pushed a quick peck to his forehead and lifted yourself off the ground.

“Y/N-” He was cut off by the mass of people who checked for his well being. Without another chance to arouse your attention he watched you aparate away, you had someone to visit.

The corridor was dimly lit, cold. Your wand was twirling around between your fingertips as you waited for them to show up. The handy dandy map Sirius had showed you a few days ago folded to show you exactly where those worms lingered around.

Severus Snape’s tiny footsteps wandered just the way you wanted it to. Sirius and his friends have been pacing around in their dorms, probably distraught about your disappearance.

You were glad Sirius was fine, to fail your job after mere weeks would’ve wrecked your reputation and your weak besotted heart.

Their voices reached your ears. The map disappeared into your pocket as you gripped your wand tightly, a hand through your hair as you pushed yourself off the brick wall.

“What?” One of them spoke, voice quiet as Snape raised his hand, for him to shut up. You waved your fingers and reached for the handle of the empty classroom.

Without a word you waved your wand in the direction of the room. Severus gave you a snarl and followed you suit. His three friends followed him but didn’t miss out on eyeing you from head to toe.

With a quick movement from your hand the candles came to life, illuminating the classroom. With your wand you laced a concealment charm on the bricks around you, no noise would be able to be heard.

“What is the meaning of this?” You sat yourself down on a table while the four of them kept standing in front of the blackboard. Their hands held their wands tight, ready for an attack.

You had to chuckle, your pack of cigarettes already in your hands. As you pushed a stick between your lips and lit it with the tip of your finger, they tensed.

“You’re smart, Snape. I’m sure you know what the meaning of this is.” You blew some smoke in their direction as you tucked your wand into your pocket.

“I don’t kn-”Don’t lie to me.” You paused to take a drag. “I saw you, you four, today.” Snape slightly raised his wand, face tense as one of his buddies spat.

“You don’t know anything, you filthy mudblood!” Your face contorted into an unamused frown as you blew some more smoke.

“Very original, but I’m the furthest thing from a mudblood, dear.” You took another drag.

“The thing is, you tried to hurt Sirius Black, who stands under my protection.” Snape raised his wand, chin held high.

“No harm in that, he’s a filthy blood traitor, he is!” Snape spoke, voice confident.

“Wrong again.” You flicked the cigarette butt to their feet to which they flinched just the tiniest bit.

“I’m not here to play around with little cockroaches like you four, so you better leave them alone from now on or I'll have your head, alright?”

“You wouldn’t dare, we are more powerful-” He was cut off by your loud laugh, your head fell back as you wiped a non existing tear.

“Oh, how I love false confidence, it’s truly amusing.” You walked to them, Severus’ collar now in your hand as you got awfully close.

“You mean the power, Voldemort promises you?” He gulped as his eyes grew to slits.

“Let me tell you something, You’re nothing more than some rats who lavish in the thought of possessing as much power as he does, though I believe the man to be nothing more than a joke.” You paused to not to so gently pat his cheek.

“So keep that ego down as long as you’re as weak as the first years, you’re embarrassingly foolish and honestly a little bit annoying.” You let go of the angry young man and took a step back.

“Don’t make me angry again, for your own good.” You gave them a wink and turned to grab your pack of cigarettes as out of the corner of your eye you saw an object flying towards you.

Too slow to fend it off with magic it flew straight for your head. With a sharp pain it hit your forehead. With a hiss you raised your hand, ready to recite a curse. You caught yourself as you decided on something less physical harming.

Suddenly all the hair on their heads swayed to the ground. Your balance was off but you managed to eye them down.

“You know, as much as I love inflicting pain there’s something way better.” You held yourself on the table behind you, the boys furious and petrified as they looked at each other.

"Humiliation."

You almost whispered as a pained smile formed on your lips. “I’ll rid you of this well deserved punishment only when you apologize to Sirius Black in front of the whole school during breakfast.”

You took a few steps forward before you raised your hand and slapped Severus Snape across the cheek. “That’s for throwing something at me.’”

Before they could say anything else you aparted away, in front of the entrance to the Gryffindor dorms. The hot blood which seeped from your wound made its way past your eye and you had to squint out of instinct. The portrait opened without demanding a password from you, Dumbledore had made sure of that.

The dorm was still dimly lit as you heard shuffling and voices, which belonged to the teens you were assigned to. You walked forward, your head pounding before you grabbed your pack and pushed a cigarette between your lips.

“Y/N!” Lily almost yelled before Marlene hushed her.

“Isn’t there supposed to be a party?” You threw in before you lit the stick.

“Where the fuck were you?” Sirius threw in, his hands reaching for your elbows before he eyed your head, his eyes grew uncomfortably cold.

“Who did this to you?”

He spoke, eyes almost dark. You shook your head and just took another drag from your cigarette.

“I’m fine.” You said to him but he huffed a breath, frustrated. He guided you to the couch as James made space for you.

“Where were you?” Remus tried and you blew some smoke as you eyed the fire. Sirius urged Peter for a tissue and he started wiping the blood off your face, you let him.

“I met with some snakes.” You answered and Lily gasped as she leaned forward.

“You met Severus?” You had to smirk, another drag off the cigarette filled your lungs. Smart little witch.

“I seeked the little shits out.” Sirius was the one to frown now as he looked at you. “Why would you do that?” You held his hand, stopped him from wiping your skin off.

“I’m supposed to keep you safe, can’t have some Slytherin shitheads believe it’s alright to throw you off your broom on my watch.”

James and Marlene had to stifle a laugh as Sirius didn’t budge. “Getting hurt for us is stupid though.” He said and you pushed yourself off the couch before you let the cigarette butt vanish in your palm.

“That’s literally my job, Sirius.” He stood as well, hands clasped in fists as he stared at you. “I’ve dealt with worse.” You walked up to him and planted a hand on his chest as you pushed some hair away from your face.

“Stop sulking, big boy, and get ready for your party.” His face was still in a frown. You grabbed his collar and yanked him down. “I said, stop sulking.” You petted his cheek and aparated to your room, desperately.

You had to steady yourself on the edge of your sink, the pounding in your head only growing worse. With a quick movement of your hand the wound disappeared and Suki appeared.

“Miss Y/N, the painkillers, Suki has them here.” You turned around and slumped down on your bed.

“Lay down with me Suki, please.” Suki didn’t hesitate and laid herself down with you. Her hand still held onto the pill which you took and swallowed without another thought. Her big ears flopped on her face as she watched you with big eyes.

“Suki urges Miss to be careful, don’t want Miss to get hurt again.” You laid a hand on her face and a small smile on your face.

“Thank you, for worrying about me, Suki.” She laid her small hand on yours as she gave you a toothy smile. “Always, Miss Y/N.”

You opened your arms and without a word having to be said she scrambled into them and there you laid, tangled in a hug, just like you had all those years ago. Hugging Suki while being a student helped and it still did.

She was more than a house elf, she was your friend.

Suki helped you pick out the outfit for tonight and you were satisfied as you finished up your makeup.

“Miss looks dashing.” You smiled at her and stroked her cheek lovingly.

“Be sure to treat yourself big time tonight, you helped me a lot, Suki.” She clasped her hands like a child and gave you a sheepish smile.

“Suki lives to serve Miss, Suki is happy she was of help.” You sprayed some perfume on yourself and gave her a big smile.

“You’re always of help to me, what would I do without you, Suki?” She rubbed your leg with a smile on her face and left with a poof.

You grabbed the bottle of alcohol, Suki had left behind and you made your way to the Gryffindor dorm. The noise thumbed through the halls and you were surprised that no teachers interfered with the ongoing celebration.

The portrait opened and you stepped inside, instantly greeted with heat, the smell of sweat, perfume and surprisingly, weed. People from all houses, except Slytherin, were present.

After a few more minutes of searching you found one of the Gryffindor boys, Peter. You greeted him with a hug and pushed the bottle of Bacardi into his hand.

He thanked you and placed it on the table next to you, where all the booze was sitting. He grabbed your hand and led you to his friends, who sat on the big couch, again. They were dressed nicer but still sat there like they did when you left.

“Who died?” You laughed before pushing a stick between your lips. Sirius’ friends looked at you, faces hopeful while he still sat, pouting. With a cock of your head you signaled the lot to take off and have fun, you’d take care of Sirius.

James jumped off the couch first and engulfed you in a hug. “You’re a gem, Y/N.” You patted his arm.

“I brought some Bacardi.” He smiled at you and threw his arm over Remus’ shoulder. “She brought booze, too good for us.” He laughed before he squeezed your arm and took off.

You popped down next to Sirius who didn’t say a thing.

“What’s wrong with you, party pooper?” He eyed you and huffed like a child.

“I'm not talking to you.” He spat, arms crossed. You grinned at him.

“You are tough.” He frowned and turned his back towards you. You shook your head and turned around.

A kid behind you rolled himself a joint, you turned towards him and brushed some hair behind your ear. You took two cigarettes from your pack and held them out for him to take and with a shy smile on your face you held out your other hand.

With a grin he placed his joint in your hand and took the two cigarettes. You sent him a wink and mouthed a thank you. He nodded at you and gave you a smile.

You placed the joint between your lips and lit it, taking a drag. It has been a while, so you savored the hit.

You grabbed Sirius neck and pulled him back, he rested on your chest as you placed the stick in front of his lips. Without much thought he took a drag and closed his eyes. You brushed his cheek as you whispered in his ear.

“Relax, you’re being annoying.”

He turned around and gave you a shocked expression. You urged him to take another drag before he could say anything.

“I’m fine, so please, stop being like this.”

He didn’t answer but took the joint from your hand. A few moments later he pushed his arm over your shoulder and pulled you close.

You took a drag as he held his hand out and he did as well.

“You scared me.” He said, his fingers played with your hair. “I know.” He paused.

“I was so worried.” He said and you answered. “I know.” He let go and looked at you.

“You can’t just disappear like that.” “Okay.” His hand found yours as he let you take another drag.

“You can’t get hurt on my behalf, I don’t care if it’s your job.” He said, face serious.

“Alright.” He didn’t say anymore and took the final drag. You stood and pulled him with you.

“How about some booze?” He nodded and followed you, finger intertwined. He towered over you as you pushed a cup of alcohol in his hands, which he drank without complaining.

You dragged him along and started dancing. Fame by David Bowie seemed like the perfect song to dance to right now, so you took a sip of your drink and started to dance, he followed with a smile on his face.

He bent down and threw his hand over your chest, your back to his front and fingers intertwined as you swayed along to the music. The world seemed to slow around you and the only thing that existed were Sirius, You and the music.

You turned around and downed your drink, discarding the cup on a table nearby. He did the same and threw his hands over your shoulders, his face in a big smile.

The fifth song or so stopped and you pulled apart. Sirius excused himself to use the loo and you took that as your cue to flee to the balcony. You desperately needed some fresh air.

You lit yourself a cigarette and slumped over the railing.

“Y/N, the moodmaker.” You heard next to you as Remus came into sight. His lips in a smile as he took a drag of his own cigarette. “You smoke?” He nodded, obviously intoxicated.

“I like you, Y/N.” He spoke as he took another drag from his cigarette. You smiled and spoke. “I like you too, Remus.” He gave you a smile, his arm now around your shoulders.

“You’re good for him.” You didn’t answer.

“He’s absolutely besotted, actually.” You had to laugh and turn towards him. “We were all pretty worried about you.” He confessed as he took a sip from a cup.

“Think about us the next time, will ‘ya?” You gave him a nod and patted the back of his head in a kind manner. He gave you a smile and flicked the cigarette butt off the balcony.

“You look beautiful, Y/N.” He stroked your cheek gently and left you alone. His wonky figure retreated inside, his steps swaying.

You loved these kids, more than you would like to admit. Remus was an absolute sweetheart, drunk or not.

“Here you are.”

Sirius's inebriated form came towards you, drink in hand. “How nice of you to bring booze.” He managed before he took your hand in his. “James told.” He said, brushing a hand through his hair.

“I see.” You held the cigarette out for him, he took a drag and gave you a smile.

“You’re so pretty.”

He said, taking a swig of his drink, holding it out for you shortly after. You took a sip and gave him a smile as well. “Thank you, Sirius.”

He brushed some hair behind your ear and held your hand with the other. Slowly but surely he came closer, your noses now inches apart. You could feel his breath on your face.

“Sirius, Y/N!” You pulled apart as Lily stumbled onto the balcony, face distraught.

You stepped in front of Sirius, hands still intertwined.

“It’s Remus.”

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Secrets of the Heart - Marauders Era

Chapter 5 - Prank Gone Wrong

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Aurora was running a bit late for Potions that morning, and as she hurried down the corridor toward the classroom, she had no idea what awaited her on the other side of the door. The Marauders had gotten away with their prank on the Slytherins the day before, but retaliation was inevitable.

As soon as she stepped into the classroom, a loud splat echoed through the air, and a thick, slimy green substance poured down from above, coating her from head to toe. She stood there frozen, dripping in goo as laughter erupted from the Slytherins. The slimy mess clung to her hair and robes, the sickly green substance dripping onto the stone floor. Her stomach tightened, embarrassment flashing through her chest.

The Marauders, walking in shortly behind her, immediately jumped to her side. Sirius was the first to reach her, James and Remus close behind. Peter followed a few steps back, his face a mixture of shock and concern.

"Aurora, are you alright?" Sirius asked, his voice unusually serious as he tried to brush some of the goop off her shoulder.

Professor Slughorn came bustling over, his face red with anger. "What is the meaning of this?" he barked, his eyes scanning the room. “Miss Haven, are you hurt?”

Aurora shook her head, swallowing her frustration. "I'm fine," she said, though her tone was tight.

The Slytherins were still laughing, their smug faces only making the situation worse. Aurora glared at them, feeling a wave of anger surge through her.

Professor Slughorn turned his sharp gaze to the group of Slytherins, his voice stern. “Twenty points from Slytherin for this childish behavior, and detention for all of you. I won’t have pranks of this sort in my classroom.”

The Slytherins’ laughter quickly died down, though a few were still smirking.

Slughorn turned back to Aurora. “One of you boys—take Miss Haven to get cleaned up. You can return when you’re done.”

Both James and Sirius jumped at the chance.

“I’ll take her!” James offered, stepping forward.

“Absolutely not, I’ll take her,” Sirius argued, pushing James back slightly.

“I saw her first!”

“Oh, please, like she’s going to want you helping her.”

As they started to bicker, Remus rolled his eyes. Without a word, he gently placed a hand on Aurora’s shoulder, his touch comforting. “Come on, let’s get you out of here,” he said softly, guiding her toward the door before James and Sirius could even notice.

Aurora followed Remus out of the classroom, her head still swimming with anger and embarrassment. They walked in silence until they reached the Prefect's Bathroom, its large, ornate door looming in front of them. Remus muttered the password, and the door swung open.

She stepped inside and, for the first time since the prank, let out a small sigh. “I didn’t know you were a prefect,” she said, her voice tinged with surprise.

Remus gave her a small smile. “Yeah, well, it comes in handy when the others want to pull off their stunts,” he said, grabbing a towel and offering it to her.

Aurora leaned against the sink, sitting herself up on the counter. Her legs dangled as she reached for the towel, trying to get the slimy substance off her face. Remus stood in front of her, closer than usual, and he started gently working the green goo out of her hair, his movements careful and precise.

“I can’t believe those Slytherins,” Aurora muttered, her frustration bubbling back to the surface. “They’re lucky Professor Slughorn caught them. I was this close to hexing them.”

Remus chuckled softly, his fingers still working through the tangles in her hair. “That’s what you get for being friends with the Marauders,” he teased, though there was a warmth in his tone.

She rolled her eyes, a small smile breaking through her frustration. “I’m not so sure ‘friends’ is the right word. You guys are a lot to handle.”

Remus smiled, the corners of his lips twitching upward. “You’ll get used to it. We have our moments.”

For a brief moment, there was quiet between them. The only sound was the water trickling from one of the golden faucets and the soft rustle of Remus’s fingers through her hair. The tension from earlier seemed to melt away, replaced by a strange sense of calm between them.

Once most of the goo was gone, Aurora let out a breath. “Thanks,” she said, meeting his eyes. “For this.”

Remus stepped back slightly, giving her a reassuring smile. “Anytime. You should probably head back to your dorm, though. Get properly cleaned up.”

Aurora nodded, hopping down from the counter. “Yeah, I think I’ll skip Potions for today. I’ll see you at lunch.”

“I’ll let Slughorn know,” Remus replied. “See you at lunch.”

As Aurora left the bathroom and made her way back to the Hufflepuff common room, she felt her anger begin to dissipate. At least Remus had been kind enough to help, and the Slytherins’ prank hadn’t completely ruined her day.

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Back in the Potions classroom, Remus walked in and took his seat next to Sirius and James, who immediately bombarded him with questions.

“What happened? Is she alright?” James asked, leaning forward.

“Did you get all the slime out?” Sirius added, peering at him intently.

Remus held up a hand, clearly amused by their concern. “She’s fine. She’s going back to her dorm to shower and change. You’ll see her at lunch.”

James and Sirius shared a look of mild disappointment but settled back into their seats, clearly eager to see Aurora again and probably plot some sort of retaliation against the Slytherins.

Remus, for his part, simply smiled to himself. It was only the first few weeks of the term, and yet Aurora was quickly becoming someone they all cared about—maybe more than she realized.

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By the time lunch rolled around, the Great Hall was buzzing with chatter. The long tables were piled high with platters of food, and students from every house were scattered around, catching up between classes. The Marauders had already claimed their usual spot at the Gryffindor table, with Sirius and James deeply engrossed in an animated discussion about the upcoming Quidditch season while Peter eagerly listened.

Remus, however, sat quietly, keeping an eye on the entrance. After what had happened in Potions, he wasn’t sure if Aurora would show up right away. He was halfway through his plate when he spotted her entering the hall. She was dressed in fresh robes, her hair cleaned and free of the slimy mess from earlier. She looked around, seemingly scanning the Hufflepuff table where her housemates were sitting. But before she could make her way over, Sirius caught sight of her.

“There she is!” Sirius exclaimed, waving his hand enthusiastically. “Oi, Haven! Over here!”

James, noticing her as well, grinned and joined in. “Come sit with us, Aurora! We saved you a seat!”

Aurora hesitated, her eyes flickering between her housemates at the Hufflepuff table and the Marauders, who were all looking at her with wide grins and beckoning hands. After a moment of deliberation, she sighed softly and made her way over to the Gryffindor table, slipping into the empty seat next to Remus.

“Look at that, she actually came back to us,” Sirius teased as she sat down.

Aurora smirked, shaking her head. “Maybe I just enjoy watching you all embarrass yourselves.”

Sirius clutched his chest dramatically. “Ouch, Haven, you wound me.”

James leaned in, his attention still half-focused on the Quidditch discussion. “Anyway, Aurora, you’ve got to come watch one of the matches when the season starts. Hufflepuff’s decent, but Gryffindor—we’re going to win the Cup this year. We’ve been training for weeks.”

Aurora raised an eyebrow. “Is that so? What makes you so sure?”

James’s eyes lit up. “With me as Seeker and Sirius as Beater, it’s practically a given. Plus, Remus here,” he gestured toward him, “keeps us in line.”

“Right,” Remus said with a wry smile. “Because I’m always the voice of reason.”

Peter nodded enthusiastically. “He really is, you know.”

Aurora couldn’t help but chuckle. “I don’t doubt it.”

As the conversation drifted back toward Quidditch, Aurora quietly picked at her food, listening to the boys’ banter. Sirius and James were getting louder, going back and forth about the best strategies for the upcoming match against Ravenclaw. They were completely engrossed in their debate, acting as if nothing else in the world mattered at that moment.

“Look, all I’m saying is, the Bludgers are key. If we can knock out their Chasers early—” Sirius started.

“Or,” James interrupted, “I catch the Snitch in the first ten minutes, and we win before they can even score.”

Sirius rolled his eyes. “You say that every match.”

Aurora smirked at their antics but stayed quiet. She found herself glancing at Remus, who seemed to be the only one not diving into the Quidditch debate. He caught her eye and gave her a small, understanding smile, as if to say, Don’t mind them, they’re always like this.

“How’s the hair?” Remus asked softly, leaning closer so the others wouldn’t overhear.

Aurora gave a light shrug. “Mostly back to normal, thanks to you. I’ll still need another proper wash later, but I’ll survive.”

Remus nodded, his expression softening. “Good.”

As the conversation between the others continued, Aurora found herself relaxing a little more. Despite the chaotic morning and the embarrassment from the prank gone wrong, sitting with the Marauders wasn’t so bad. They were loud and a bit overwhelming, sure, but there was a warmth to their friendship that felt oddly comforting.

James suddenly turned to her again. “You ever play Quidditch, Aurora?”

“Not really,” she admitted, shaking her head. “I watched the matches at Beauxbatons, but never played myself. It’s not as popular there.”

“That’s a shame,” Sirius chimed in. “We’ll have to change that. You should at least try flying—get a feel for it. James’ll teach you.”

James grinned. “Yeah, I’ll show you the ropes. We’ll have you flying in no time.”

Aurora couldn’t help but smile at their enthusiasm. “I’ll think about it.”

Before she knew it, the lunch period was winding down, and students began trickling out of the Great Hall to head to their afternoon classes. Aurora stood, pushing her chair back.

“I should go,” she said, adjusting her bag on her shoulder. “Still need to clean up a bit before Herbology.”

“I’ve got that too. I’ll walk with you,” Remus offered.

Sirius and James immediately perked up. “What about us?” Sirius asked with a pout. “Aren’t we good enough to walk you to class?”

Aurora rolled her eyes playfully. “I think I’ve had enough of your Quidditch strategies for one lunch break.”

The boys groaned in mock disappointment. As she and Remus began to head out of the hall together, he glanced over at her, a thoughtful expression on his face.

“You know,” Remus said casually, “I sometimes go and watch them practice in the mornings. You should join me sometime.”

Aurora raised an eyebrow, surprised by the offer. “Watch them practice? Isn’t that kind of boring?”

Remus chuckled softly. “You’d be surprised. It’s not as boring as all their Quidditch talk.”

Aurora smiled. “Okay, I’ll think about it.”

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addisonstars · 1 year ago

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“ice cream and trouble”

written for day 21 of august for @wolfstarmicrofic with the prompt “ice cream”

555 words!

“Dada, dada! I want ice cream!” Estella yells, as soon as she hears the ice cream truck. “Ice cream, ice cream!” She chants as she runs to the ice cream truck.

Sirius picked her up before she could get too far and held her in his arms. “Ok, my little star, you can have some ice cream.” Sirius said, kissing her on the forehead. “But you can’t tell papa alright? You know he doesn’t like you having all these sweets.” He says, booping her on her nose.

“ ‘K dada,” Estella says, smiling, showing off her two missing front teeth.

Sirius smiles too and says, “Let’s go get that ice cream.”

Once they get to the ice cream truck, Stella picks out a popsicle, one of the bomb pops. And Sirius said that he wouldn’t get any, but he ends up getting one of those cookie ice cream sandwiches.

They walk back to their flat and eat their ice cream on the way, and Stellas ends up half on the sidewalk and half on her face. Sirius munches down on his so when they get inside he can quickly clean her up before Rem gets home.

“Come on,” he says as they step inside their flat, “let’s get you cleaned up.”

Sirius sits Estella up on the counter and grabs a paper towel and lightly wets it to wipe her mouth off. Just as he went to wipe her mouth though, he heard the front door opening.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” Remus said, smiling as he set down his bags, moving to kiss Sirius hello.

“Dada said I could I have some!” Estella exclaimed pointing at her dada before Sirius could come up with an excuse. “Andddd,” she added, drawing out the ‘d’, “to not tell you.”

Remus scoffs in mock offense. “How dare you.” Stella giggles.

“Ooo papas in troubleeee.” Stella sings.

“Hey! I thought we were on the same team!” Sirius exclaims, getting ratted out by his almost 8 year old daughter.

“Papas not in trouble, stella.” Remus says calmly. “Papas just gonna get what he deserves later.” Remus lays his hand on Sirius’s shoulder.

Sirius raises his eyebrows, looking at Remus, who has a smug look on his face. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

“Siri!”

“What?!” He utters, then realization dawns on him. “Oh.”

“I told you to stop cursing in front of Stells,” Remus dotes, “Now you’re in actual trouble.”

“Sorry Stella, but we don’t say those words ok? Dada wasn’t supposed to say those words and now he’s in trouble,” he glares at Remus as he moves to pick Stella up off the counter, and he washes their hands. “Say you won’t say those bad words for me, Estella.”

“I won’t say bad words Daddy,” She says totally serious.

“Thank you.” Sirius said, and he turned the tap off and dried off her and his hands.

Remus moved further into the kitchen and opened up the fridge, looking at what there is for dinner.

“Alfredo sound good?” It was pretty much all they had, Remus was going to have to make a grocery run tomorrow.

“I’m not really hungry papa.” Stella says, frowning. At the mention of those words, Remus sends Sirius a glare, sending a message of “I told you,” with his eyes.

wolfstar dads are so special to me you don’t understandd 😩

a.n.: we’re gonna ignore the completely unoriginal title, i couldn’t think of anything 😭

-a.s.

#wolfstar #sirius black #remus lupin #remus x sirius #wolfstar dads #god i love them so much #original female character #wolfstar microfic #wolfstar fic #ice cream #addisonstars

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treacletartfilm · 6 months ago

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Marauders Era Fic (Sirius x Original Female Character)

for all my Sirius girlies, if you're out there.

"When you do something enough times, it becomes habit-second nature." As Sirius walked off with an all too familiar grin on his face Laurie wondered if the same went for feelings, If you felt a certain way about someone for long enough would you ever be able to stop? When Laurie and her best friend James make it to Hogwarts it's as if all their dreams have come true, a fast group of friends, classes full of magic and tricks at a school that promises to protect it's students from anything-but what is it out there that they need protecting from?

A fic spanning the years. Slow burn of course, found family of course-oh and angst and a wizarding war.

#marauders fanfiction #the marauders #marauders era #marauders fandom #sirius black #marauders #young sirius black #young sirius x original female character #slow burn #friends to lovers #hogwarts oc #found family #ao3 fanfic

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im-just-confused · 6 months ago

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Lily Evans x Fem!oc

teensy bit of that Sirius' twin sister x Lily fic that i mentioned. I don't know whether this is good enough to continue writing so lmk what you think!

Carina Black was a force to be reckoned with.

As mischievous as her twin brother Sirius, she was known for getting into all kinds of trouble; however, her distant, distrusting facade more resembled her younger brother, Regulus. She loves her brothers. Not that she tells them that, but she truly does. It’s a childish love that tells her to hide them from the world to keep them safe. No matter how much they’re arguing, Carina acts as an anchor between the two, not letting either of them drift too far.

Despite her aversion to conflict, Carina’s not one to back down from a fight she knows she can win. She’s light of her feet, always ready to make split second decisions. And, despite her near perfect marks, she’s constantly driven to know more, a desperate attempt to feel the control she never had in Grimmauld place. Thus, much to her parent’s disappointment, the sorting hat placed her in Ravenclaw.

Carina was always grateful to be at Hogwarts. The castle was much warmer than Grimmauld place ever would be and the people were nice.

For the most part.

One person that the Ravenclaw despised was Severus Snape, or Snivellus, as Sirius called him. One might think that this is because of his attitude or his looks or his beliefs, well, that last one was part of it, but Carina's hatred stems from jealousy. Snape was friends with a particular redheaded girl.

Lily Evans.

should i finish this?

#lily evans x fem!oc #marauders era #the marauders #lily evans #sirius black #regulus black #dividers by cafekitsune #original female character

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mokochan · 1 month ago

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I think you'd like this story: " Looking too closely [Libro I - The Lovers] " by Mokochan_ on Wattpad https://www.wattpad.com/story/228488097?utm_source=android&utm_medium=com.tumblr&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=Mokochan_

#harry potter #sirius x oc #sirius black #sirius and regulus #malandrini #marauders era #fanfic writing #efp fanfiction #fanfiction #canon divergence #soulmate au #original female character

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fensherohair · 9 months ago

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The Marauders & The Metamorphic Witch (Part 11)

Words: 2.6K Warning: A bit of sibling fluff - mentions of Voldemort and the First Wizarding War build-up Pronouns Used: She/Her - (Y/N) also used

"Are you serious about this?" asked (Y/N), turning into the grand stairwell with Marlene. The pair walked toward the Great Hall for breakfast, suspecting things would be just as crazy as normal. "It could be dangerous," she added, concern flooding her otherwise smooth voice. Nonetheless, a small smile appeared on her lips, even more so to see Marlene understood where her concern was coming from.

"I'm sure, like the boys, I trust you with the potion," stated Marlene, brushing some of her blonde locks over her shoulder and straightening out her black robes. Her grin remained unmoved as she began to think about the conversations she'd had with each of the boys and (Y/N) how it all just made her more determined to become an Animagus, although for her own reasons. She knew it was dangerous and probably against the school rules and against the ministry if they didn't register their ability, but it was still something she wanted to do. The danger meant nothing; all she wanted was to understand her best friend more and ensure (Y/N) wasn't alone when she struggled to control her unique abilities.

"I wonder if Lily handled the drama with Isolde and Allegra," spoke Remus from behind, Sirius next to him as the pair jogged to catch up with the girls. Sirius could only roll his eyes, clearly recalling the nightmare Christmas break had been, the constant fighting and never-ending yelling between the two. Allegra's insults always follow her favorite three words of I hate you.

"Speaking of Lily Flower, reckon she'd go with me to Valentine's dance?" asked James, walking with Peter just in front of the girls. The small group walked down the last few steps, the large golden doors within view.

"I'd rather kiss the giant squid," replied Lily, stepping through the doors leading to the chilly courtyard, the drizzly rain dampening her fiery hair. Isolde was on one side, with Severus on the other. The dark-haired Slytherin boy seemingly ignored the four to torment him. James's intended insult had been caught in his throat the moment Remus harshly jabbed his shoulder, whereas Sirius had been met with a whack across the back of the head by (Y/N). Peter, too, had been stopped by the warning glare Marlene had sent his way, thrust, stamping out any confidence he might have gained to start something on his own.

"How do you do that so easily?" asked Isolde, a chuckle escaping her lips as James rubbed his shoulder and glared at Remus, who was fairly content ignoring it. Sirius had let out a loud ow before reaching for his head. He'd been met with (Y/N) grinning innocently at him with mischief alight in her eyes. He'd only managed to stick his tongue out before a grin pulled the corner of his lips.

"Hey, Snivellus," called Allegra, as if she was the coolest girl in the castle; a wickedly sweet smile graced her lips as if she was unaware the name was meant as a way to torment the Slytherin boy in question. She'd heard James and Sirius refer to him as such and mindlessly followed along.

"That's not my name," harshly replied Severus, not bothering to spare the brunette muggle-born a glance. Instead, his cold glare was aimed at the three that took almost all opportunity given to torment him.

"How about teaching me some of those spells you've been working on?" commented Allegra as if ignoring the previous statement entirely. Her smile turned victorious upon gaining his attention, his dark eyes filled with a mixture of anger and surprise that someone knew what he was doing, or at least someone he deemed an enemy knew what he was doing. "Maybe you could give me some advice," she pestered, almost as if she was blind to the obvious.

"Pay attention in class," bluntly stated Severus before walking off into the Great Hall, only saying a quiet goodbye to Lily and Isolde before doing so. He seemed oblivious to the chuckles left in his wake and the almost compliment James sent his way. Nice on Snivellus.

"Er ... Rude," called Allegra, an offended expression painting on her features as she stomped off into the hall, wanting to get a seat and enjoy the food before all her favorites were gone. Upon entering, she was met with the same people mingling in groups, another reminder of how lonely and invisible she truly felt. However, she painted a smile and acted as if she was a queen.

"Allegra," called a girl. Ulrica was her name. She was another Gryffindor Student, bright, funny, and smart, or so Allegra thought. She was in the same year and had mainly kept to herself for the most part, at least until the train trip back to Hogwarts after the Christmas Holidays. There were rumors she had snapped and displayed a mean streak every since. As did her best friends Georgie and Samantha. "Come join us," said Ulrica, waving the Smith twins over with a gracious smile, even friendly. Actions that were foreign to her and the two closest to her.

Without a second thought, Allegra wondered over, a smile of her own; she dared not get her hopes up, especially upon noticing the two third-year Slytherin girls also there. Raya Snyde and Jessica Rosier. Like most Slytherins, they had a knack for the Dark Arts and an admiration for the Dark Lord, slowly growing in power and becoming a greater threat every passing day.

"That doesn't strike up confidence for the better," quietly spoke Lily upon entering the hall with Isolde, Marlene, and (Y/N), the Marauders following along behind, wrapped up in their own conversation. With a hand clasping the back of his head, Sirius still appeared to nurse a growing headache. "Do tell Snap what's going between you and Sirius," laughed Lily, calling (Y/N) by the nickname Hunter had called her on so many occasions.

"I have no idea what you're talking about, Lil," replied (Y/N), playing innocent even if she did know where it was going. In recent weeks, she'd begun to take notice of how people whispered whenever she walked by, even how the whispering increased if she was around the Marauders, specifically Sirius. Slowly, she began to realize the playful flirting had gained attention, as had their friendship as it slowly blossomed. Similarly, Marlene had taken more notice when it became common knowledge that she and Remus could be found together during study time. They often worked together when professors insisted on a girl-boy partnership, as (Y/N) and Sirius did.

"Sirius, you toerag," called Lily, her accusing eyes finding the fluffy-haired boy quickly. The playful insult fell from her lips with a serious undertone to it. "What have you done to corrupt my precious Snap?" she asked, Isolde chuckling from beside her as Marlene tried her hardest to contain her growing amusement. Even more so when the wizard looked confused and caught off guard.

"Told you it would stick," spoke Hunter as he walked by, bending over to wrap his younger sister in a sibling hug filled with affection. A bright, carefree smile on his lips as he did so. "Love ya, little Snap," he called as he left, stopping a short distance away so he could hear her normal sweet reply.

"I think I might try that with Mason," replied Marlene, with a smile of her own. "It's adorable how fearless you both are."

"When does that start happening to our Isolde?" asked (Y/N), seeing how Isolde paled at the thought of such a public display of affection, especially in a romantic way. "I'm just joking with you, Issy. Although I don't think I've seen Hunter this googly-eyed about anyone before," she laughed, even more so when Isolde rolled her eyes in a playful way and turned her attention to the playful argument going on between Sirius, Remus, and Lily regarding them corrupting her precious Snap and irreplaceable Mar.

"And you two call me the mom of the group," commented Marlene, chuckling as Peter tried to make himself as small as possible while eating his cereal, almost as if he was terrified Lily's attention would turn on him at any second, and he'd be forced to defend himself.

"I heard that, Mar," called Lily with a playful wink. "Think of me as your protective sister who's gonna kick some butt," she added as her attention returned to the two boys in question. Both of them shared a glance; James laughing in the background was soon brought to a halt when Lily threw a piece of screwed-up parchment at his head, hitting her target with victory and causing others to take notice of the interaction and chuckle.

"I kinda feel sorry for Hunter when he gets put through this," voiced (Y/N), knowing her brother was both brave and smart, but she doubted he could come up with something quick enough to defend against Lily and her protectiveness. However, he would likely call her adorable and compliment her on her chosen tactics. "Should I advise him to prepare?" she said with a smile.

"I promise I haven't corrupted the snappy dragon," softly spoke Sirius, holding his hands up as if to surrender. "If anything, I encourage the chaos already there," he added, quickly dodging when Lily threw her hand towards him in a swotting manner.

"Snappy Dragon?" questioned (Y/N), confusion rife in her voice as she tried to comprehend the nickname and decide whether she liked it. "That's a terrible combination, Seriously Strong," she replied, responding with a cheesy nickname. Causing even Peter to burst into a fit of laughter.

"If anything, Lil," spoke Remus, his voice calm despite the feeling of being interrogated and dreading the full moon fast approaching. " Black Snap brings the playfulness out of each other. She encourages him to be better, while he jokingly teases her to keep her out of trouble and vers her attention back to where it should be, especially in class. We all know how easily (Y/N) can get distracted," he added, speaking truths those who looked close enough could see. The map and the potion had provided a distraction, enough that (Y/N) wasn't turning the castle into a nightmare of pranks.

"As for the other pair. We all know it would be Mar corrupting our innocent Remmy," called Isolde, laughing at the unimpressed look Marlene sent in her direction, and the quizzical look Remus had painted on his own features as he questioned when he'd branded so innocent.

"Remus. Innocent? Are you sure you know him?" called James.

"Compared to the rest of you, he's innocent," replied Lily before settling down at the table between Peter and Isolde, wasting little time in reaching for the toast and her favorite spread. The conversation soon turned to the lessons that day. Defense Against The Dark Arts, Potions, Transfigurations, Spells, Herbology, and Care of Magical Creatures. It was a busy day, with those who were a part of the Quidditch team also having practice after dinner that night. No doubt preparing for the last match of the season, Gryffindor vs Hufflepuff.

At the end of the long Hufflepuff Table near the golden doors, Allegra sat with Ulrica, Georgie, Samantha, Raya, and Jessica, smiling as she engaged in conversation, the feeling of belonging overwhelming her. All she had hoped for seemed to come true; she was building friendships with people with the same beliefs and idealism. They, too, wanted to be famous when they were older; they wanted to be known across the world just like her. Neither Ulrica nor Georgie was overly fond of her twin Isolde or the three girls she called friends.

Quickly, they had clued Allegra in on their plan; they were going to terrorize the scared Marauder. Peter. It would start out small enough, a spell here and there, in a similar way to how the prank war had begun between the Marauders and (Y/N) before it flourished into a friendship. But as time passed, they were going to get bolder and bolder. Their goal was to get him to be suspicious of everything, terrified to leave the tower even for classes and fun with friends.

"That won't work," spoke Allegra upon being clued in with the entire plan. "Peter is never alone, and it's almost impossible to get him on his own. He surrounds himself with more powerful friends for a reason," she added, displaying her power of observation and the little knowledge she had on the larger group of her stupid twin found herself a part of. "Exploit his lack of confidence, make it seem like it's better for him to be with you. If he thinks you'll protect him better than James, Sirius, and Remus, you'll be able to turn him against them and use him to get information to torment them. Maybe even about their secret plans," finished Allegra, providing helpful insight and quickly proving her value.

"Could help us gain information as a means of blackmail," spoke Samantha, a vicious intent ringing through her otherwise quiet voice, her eyes glimmering with malice at the thoughts of the wicked games.

"Tell me more about this Dark Lord," spoke Allegra, not caring if she came across as an idiot to her new friends. She was a muggle-born, after all; like many with no magic, she was obvious and blind to what happened in the magical world most of the time. To the point she hadn't even realized there was a growing threat and that war was already happening.

"Lord Voldemort," spoke Raya, her voice no louder than a whisper, as if to keep the conversation secret from those passing by. "He's not normally fond of Mudbloods, but I'm willing to bet he'd make an exception for one as like-minded as you," she added, using the term mudblood so casually that one wouldn't have immediately assumed it was an insult. "He's looking to recruit into his ranks. Death Eaters, his followers. Together, they aim to bring change to the wizarding community and bring the vision of Salazar Slytherin true. First Britain, then the world," she added as if the whole thing was the best thing since magic.

"The war by the Ministry. Of course, they don't agree with his vision. Dad says once the Order of the Phoenix is eliminated, the Ministry will fall, then our Wizarding World will be reformed for a better future," spoke Jessica, not hiding her intentions to join the ranks of the Death Eaters when she graduated from Hogwarts, just as her brother Evan also intended to do when he left school. "Most of the pure-blood families are supporters, with the exception of a few blood traitors," she mumbled, immediately thinking of Aleister Moody, The Wolffe family, and the Weasleys. A few members of the Black family also disagreed with the traditions of pure-blood ideals. Most notably Andromeda Tonks. Sirius was showing signs of it, too.

"Voldemort will win. The wizarding world needs him to survive. It's gotten weak," rambled Georgie, ignoring the fact her mother was a muggle who believed in magic, ignoring she was a half-blood. "Dad is a firm believer in Voldemort's vision," she added confidently, seemingly oblivious to her father breaking the traditions of his pure-blood family to marry a muggle. Seemingly forgetting she was the only one out of three to be gifted with magic like her father. Her two sisters were magicless squibs, taking after their mother and blending into the ordinary world. Their father had forbidden them from knowing the magical world.

"So how does one become a Death Eater?" asked Allegra, wanting nothing more than to be a part of a movement that would reform the magical world. Oblivious, it would be her own kind that the war was against and that of normal muggles blind to the magic surrounding them. All she cared about was being a part of something that shared her beliefs, something that would eventually change the world. Unaware Voldemort sort to be a greater threat than Gellert Grindelwald had been before.

Series Masterlist

#wizarding world #x reader #sirius black #james potter #metamorphic reader #remus lupin #peter pettigrew #reader insert #sirius black x reader #lily evans #marauders era #the marauders #original characters #reader interactive #female reader #first wizarding war #cross posted on quotev #cross posted on ao3 #cross posted on wattpad

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whatstruthgottodowithit · 9 months ago

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The Evans Girl [Masterpost]

Fandom: Harry Potter [Marauder’s Era]

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

Characters: Sirius Black, Original Female Character, Daisy Evans, Lily Evans, Remus Lupin, James Potter, Harry Potter, Severus Snape, Minerva McGonagall, Alice Fortescue, Frank Longbottom, Marlene McKinnon, Albus Dumbledore, Voldemort, Peter Pettigrew, Lucius Malfoy, Bellatrix LeStrange, Walburga Black, Orion Black, Jasper Thicknesse, Barty Crouch Jr, Mulciber, Walden McNair, Ginny Weasley, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Original Male Character, Nymphadora Tonks, Petunia Dursley, Dudley Dursley, Andromeda Tonks, Narcissa Malfoy, Vernon Dursley

Word Count: 255,426 [TBC]

Rating: Mature/Explicit

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

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

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

If you want tagging let me know

LINK TO AO3 // LINK TO PINTEREST // LINK TO ALL PARTS

THE OTHER EVANS GIRL

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six Part Seven Part Eight Part Nine Part Ten Part Eleven Part Twelve Part Thirteen Part Fourteen Part Fifteen Part Sixteen Part Seventeen Part Eighteen Part Nineteen Part Twenty Part Twenty One Part Twenty Two Part Twenty Three Part Twenty Four Part Twenty Five Part Twenty Six Part Twenty Seven Part Twenty Eight Part Twenty Nine Part Thirty Part Thirty One Part Thirty Two Part Thirty Three Part Thirty Four Part Thirty Five Part Thirty Six Part Thirty Seven Part Thirty Eight Part Thirty Nine Part Forty Part Forty One Part Forty Two Part Forty Three Part Forty Four Part Forty Five Part Forty Six Part Forty Seven Part Forty Eight Part Forty Nine Part Fifty Epilogue

THE ONLY EVANS GIRL

Aftermath New Beginnings An Old Friend Letters on the Run A Change In Circumstance Second Chances The Free Man A Happy Ending

DRABBLES

Go On Moony

SERIES/SIRIUS BLACK TAGS

@maeisafangirl @mysteriouslydelicateface @caitlin1996 @imthebadguyyy

AESTHETICS

Evans Sisters Style Daisy Evans Lily Evans Sirius Black James Potter Remus Lupin Peter Pettigrew Marlene McKinnon Alice Fortescue Frank Longbottom Severus Snape

#my writing #the other evans girl #the other evans girl masterpost #daisy evans #sirius black fic #sirius black x ofc #sirius black x original female character #hp fic #harry potter fic #marauders fic #the only evans girl

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iobsessoverfictionalmen · 1 year ago

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I've finished the Harry Potter AU that I have been working on and I'm really, really happy with how it has turned out! It's called Letters and Consequences.

Here's the moodboard for it:

I'll upload the fic to AO3 tomorrow and once I've done that, I'll post a link to the fic here.

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hogwartsalumni08-slytherin · 2 years ago

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Falling For James

My name is Holly Pettigrew. My big brother is Peter Pettigrew and he is a part of a group of pranksters called the Marauders. The Marauders are all in Gryffindor. I'm a Slytherin and so is Regulus Black whom is the little brother of Sirius Black, one of Peter's best friends.

I started dating Regulus during our fourth year and our brothers were in their sixth year. Now, it is during my fifth year. I'm in the Gryffindor common room with Peter. My feelings for Regulus are changing and maybe I am developing feelings for one of Peter's and Sirius's best friends. This best friend of theirs goes by James Potter.

Honestly thoughts of James clogs my brain. Peter speaks up and says, "Maybe, honey, you're falling for James." I yell, "NO!" Peter says, "Well... " I yell, "NO! I LOVE REGULUS! REGULUS IS MY BOYFRIEND, HE WILL ALWAYS BE MY BOYFRIEND! THAT'S IT!" FOREVER!" I walk off for a minute to get my feelings under control. I hear Regulus ask, "Holly wouldn't lie, right?" Peter quickly says, "No. Holly wouldn't lie." James and I stare at each other both feeling guilty because of a kiss we shared last week.

#Marauders Era #original character #original female character #Peter Pettigrew has a little sister #Peter Pettigrew #James Potter #Sirius Black #Regulus Black x original female character #Cheating #James Potter x original female character #Regulus Black

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padfootagain · 2 years ago

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Because We Are Made of Dreams (II)

Chapter 2 : Kiss and Resolutions

Hello!! Here is chapter 2 for my rewriting of my first fic ever!! Things are slowly set into motion…. I hope you like this new chapter!

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Pairings: Sirius Black x Original Female Character + Jily

Warnings for this chapter: None! Just cute and… nothing particular, really, just setting things into motion.

Warnings for the series: graphic depictions of violence and torture, graphic depiction and mentions of child abuse, mature themes.

Summary: The Marauders come back to Hogwarts to begin their sixth year there, and many things will change for them during these coming months. Outside the safety of their school, the world is growing darker. Inside the Castle, they'll find both new friends and enemies.

Word Count: 5895

"Potions and then Divination,” James announced, letting the sheet of paper fall right into his plate. "I think they're trying to kill us..."

The first day of classes was always a busy one. In the Great Hall, it was time for an early breakfast spent chatting with friends, meeting new people, and most of all it was time to discover the timetables that would organize their lives for the entire year. And sometimes, students were everything but satisfied about it all…

"And again the Slytherins in Potions," muttered Sirius, "It's like they actually want get us into trouble. I mean, haven't they realised yet that it's never a good idea to put us all in the same room?"

Remus nodded, barely touching his food. The full moon was only a week away, and he was already beginning to feel the first effects of his monthly transformations.

“Some of them are alright, though,” Peter tried to cheer his friends up. “Meg’s very nice!”

“I know, Wormtail, I am aware,” Sirius mumbled, chasing his remark away with a quick gesture of the hand. “When I talk about the Slytherins, I mean the idiotic ones.”

“The wannabe Death Eaters,” James nodded, shoving a mouthful of pancake into his mouth.

“And sadly, there are quite a few of these here,” Remus heaved a sigh. “I’ve heard that Jackson - the seventh-year Ravenclaw, you know? – I’ve heard he wants to be a part of it too, after he passes his NEWTs.”

“How nice,” Peter groaned, a dark expression passing on his face, before he would take a sip of pumpkin juice.

“I’m giving us two classes with Snivellus and co. before it all goes to shit,” Sirius predicted, shoving some egg and bacon into his mouth.

“Yeah, well… we’ll see,” Remus shook his head, taking a tiny bite out of his toast. “What else do we have on Mondays?”

While the Marauders were busy talking about their timetables, Clara, Alice and Marlene came to sit next to the four boys, filling the last spots still available around the Gryffindor table.

Professor McGonagall handed them their timetables as well, and Alice soon let out a moan.

“Divination…” she groaned, desperate.

“You should have taken Ancient Runes,” Clara chanted to annoy her some more, until Alice shoved her away. They two of them let out a merry laugh.

Alice was distracted from thoughts of her terrible class though, when her boyfriend took the empty seat next to hers, and dropped a sweet kiss on her forehead.

“Where’s Lils?” he asked, looking around with a frown.

"She's coming. She still had some things to… organize… plan… schedule… or whatever," Clara answered with a vague gesture that clearly indicated that she had no interest in whatever Lily was busy with at the moment.

Casually listening to the girls’ conversation, Sirius couldn’t help but chuckle at Clara’s disgusted expression.

"Now… are you telling us that you’re unorganized, Clearwater?" Sirius asked in a mocking tone, his mouth full of bacon again.

"Very much so," Clara admitted.

“I thought you’d be like Evans: uptight.”

Clara was about to answer, an amused smile on her lips, when she was interrupted by Marlene suddenly grabbing her by the arm

"Oh! Love is in the air..." said Marlene excitedly.

They all followed her gaze towards the doors. Indeed, Liam and Lily were talking, standing on the threshold of the Great Hall. The girl nodded, blushing and grinning, and finally headed towards her friends at the Gryffindor table, whilst Liam was joining the Ravenclaws. Lily sat down next to her friends as if nothing had happened, but no one around the table was fooled.

"All right, spit it out, Lils! Now!" ordered Alice.

"He just wanted to talk to me," the prefect answered, picking up a toast in the most casual fashion she could manage.

"And...?" her three friends encouraged her in unison.

"And... we're going to take a walk at noon."

Marlene was so excited that she almost emptied the bottle of pumpkin juice all over Peter.

"Girls, you really are ridiculous, " Lily admonished, but she couldn’t refrain her grin.

She suddenly stopped eating, her fork halfway between her plate and her mouth.

"Do you think I should wear lipstick?" she asked bluntly.

The boys all rolled their eyes, all of them listening to the girls’ conversation by now.

"Pink!" Clara answered in an instant.

"Red!" replied also Alice, in chorus with Clara.

The two girls exchanged a look, before focusing again on Lily.

"Definitely red!" confirmed Alice. "Your lips are perfect, Lils, show them!"

"Don't trust her," replied Clara. "It's not an official date, is it?"

"No, we're just going to talk," Lily shook her head, taking a bite into her toast.

"Then follow this crucial rule of make up: "no date, no red"!"

"This rule is bullshit, Clara," Alice fired back.

The young witch narrowed her eyes and pointed her fork at Alice.

"It's one of my Mum's rules, it's not bullshit! By the way, here is the explanation: it's not an official date, you're just going to talk with him, which means that there is a high probability for nothing to happen at all. After all, you could realise that he doesn't want the same thing as you, that he’s jerk... whatever. In this case you will not want your lips to be irresistible, quite the contrary. But, if everything goes fine, and you want something to happen, you will need lipstick. So, wear pink lipstick. And by pink lipstick I am obviously referring to this lovely one you have, you know the very light one..."

"I don't have any bright pink anyway," Lily smiled.

She seemed to think for a moment, eating slowly, before she could take a decision.

"Sorry Alice, but Clara's right. Pink lipstick it is."

"But Lils, your lipstick is not even pink, it's too discreet!"

"Discretion is good for you, 'cause it's leaving you a way out," replied Clara.

Lily shook her head.

"Pink lipstick, definitely."

James was still half-listening to the girls' conversation, half-listening to the debate that had resumed between Peter and Remus concerning their classes of the day. Had he been asked about the matter, he would have told her not to wear any lipstick at all. She was already perfect, and she didn't need red or pink lipstick to improve the delicate curves of her lips. He always wanted to kiss them anyway…

He shook these thoughts away. He had to stop thinking like this. James had taken a decision, an important one, and he needed to stick to it. Lily was the past. Lily was the past. Lily was the past...

The ginger girl finally took a look at her time table.

"Potions and Ancient Runes, which means Divination for you two."

Alice groaned again.

"Oh, come on Alice, it's not that bad," Frank laughed at his girlfriend.

"It is," Sirius joined in. "It is and has always been utter bullshit."

"Why did you take this class then?" asked Marlene.

Sirius pointed an accusing finger at James, and the four girls rolled their eyes.

"Your problem, Alice, is that you're too honest in Divination," stated Clara. "You have to make things up!"

"I don't know how! What would you do?"

Clara heaved a dramatic sigh, and her four friends already had amused smiles on their faces, knowing that whatever she was going to say next ought to make them all laugh. It was a talent of hers, really.

"I don't know, Alice, I can't answer that question. You have finally discovered my darkest secret: I have the Inner Eye, and I can prove it."

"Prove it then!" Sirius challenged her, already chuckling.

Clara closed her eyes, throwing back her head and making her hands tremble above the table. She took a deep and theatrical tone.

"I see... I see that Lily is going to burn her tongue with her tea..."

At the same moment Lily choked and put her napkin on her mouth, tightly closing her eyes. She had clearly burnt herself with her tea…

They all burst into laughter.

"See? Nothing complicated really," Clara winked.

“How did you know I’d do that?” Lily frowned, but stopped her friend when she was about to answer, knowing all she would receive as an answer was some teasing. “Actually, you know what? Never mind…”

They all laughed again, and for the first time in years, all the Gryffindors enjoyed their breakfast together in a merry gathering.

After breakfast, they all headed together towards the dungeons. It was a bit weird to walk with the boys, but it turned out to be quite pleasant. It was a nice surprise to start their first day. James and Lily barely spoke to each other, and so the girl didn't scowl at him, nor made a scene. And James chose not to ask the girl anything, and merely enjoyed the casual conversations that crossed the group. Clara was grateful, as she was enjoying her own conversation with Sirius. It turned out that he wasn’t as superficial and childish as she had thought he was. Perhaps he wasn’t so bad, after all…

They were walking down the magical staircase, holding the railings as it turned smoothly to the left, pivoting while suspended in mid-air. They had barely reached the entrance of the corridor, leaving the stairs behind, when they passed by a group of fourth-year students. Most of them were Slytherins, but there were a couple of Ravenclaws and Gryffindors as well. Sirius froze at the sight of a dark-haired boy in their midst, sporting the green and silver colours of the Slytherin house. It took him a few seconds to muster the will to walk again, but he did so anyway, following his friends. Clara had stopped to wait for him, a frown on her brow, but she asked nothing. She followed Sirius’ stare instead, glued onto the Slytherin boy, and she was quite taken aback by the striking resemblance between the two teenagers: this boy was an almost-identical replica of Sirius, only two years younger.

Sirius walked past him.

"Reg."

He nodded his head to his younger brother, but Regulus only replied with a disdainful look and strode away, without another look towards Sirius.

The Gryffindor clenched his jaw, looking over his shoulder to stare at his younger brother as he disappeared up the stairs.

"Your brother?" Clara asked.

"Yeah..."

Sirius had managed to avoid Regulus on the train and at the feast the previous night. Though it was obvious that he couldn't escape from his little brother forever in this way-too-small castle, Sirius had hoped that their first confrontation since he had run away from his parent's house would be delayed as much as possible. And he couldn’t hide it, the way it still hurt to have his younger brother look at him this way. Because this… this wasn’t Sirius’s fault. None of it was…

"He didn't seem very happy to see you," Clara added.

"Long story."

She noticed that he Sirius didn’t seem eager to speak about it, so she dropped it. Instead, she picked up the conversation where they had left it, and asked him again about his favourite Queen song. Sirius smiled. He felt grateful for it.

When both James and Remus turned towards him, wearing worried frowns, he gave them a reassuring nod.

He would be alright. He was always alright.

Lily could feel Severus’s stare burning a hole in her skull, and she hated it.

After what had happened at the end of the previous year, she couldn’t be his friend anymore. She couldn’t talk to him, let alone sit next to him and partner with him for this class. After all, he had insulted her; he had betrayed her, in more ways than one.

His loss. She was determined to not let him ruin her new year at Hogwarts.

She was now sitting next to Marlene, but she couldn’t ignore the disappointment in the Slytherin’s eyes as she walked past him, as she took her seat next to her Gryffindor friend. She couldn’t ignore the way he stared at her now.

And she hated it. She hated it because it made her feel guilty, when none of this was her fault. He was the one who had fucked up, insulting her, becoming friends with people who looked down on her as their inferior, at best; as some kind of vermin to get rid of, at worst. She couldn’t be his friend anymore, and it wasn’t her fault. He had no rights to glare at her like this, as if she was the one making the other suffer…

She tried to focus again on the task at hand, writing down the ingredients for the first potion they would study this year.

Moonstone, seaweeds, dried grass…

She had noticed Avery sitting down next to Severus. And Avery was not a kind person at all. He was part of the most fervent followers of Voldemort’s ideology in the school.

What was Severus doing with this kind of people?

She shook her head, copied the list of ingredients written on the blackboard again.

Mandrake, salt, a pinch of silver dust…

She hated herself for feeling guilty, as if she was abandoning him, somehow. She wanted to believe he could still be saved, but what was the point? Over and over again, it seemed, he kept on proving her wrong.

Was it truly selfish, then, to push him out of her life? He could only bring darkness, and there was enough fear and hurt outside the protective walls of the school. No, it wasn’t selfish to push him away. He was the one who was wrong, she reckoned she had been patient enough with him. If he wanted to follow the wrong path, it was his choice. She would be sad for him, still. Maybe, one day, he would realize how wrong he had been…

Again, her quill wrote down instructions, although her brain wasn’t registering any information for now, it was too busy thinking about the past.

Stir for fifteen minutes until the concoction becomes grey.

She heard some quiet laughs coming from somewhere behind her, and wasn’t surprised when she caught Sirius and James trying their best to stifle their laughter. She saw Remus glimpsing over his shoulder too, and shaking his head at his two friends, amused, while Peter smiled at the mere sound of his friends’ quiet laughter.

It was strange to start her sixth year spending time with these guys, but James seemed willing to let her be and it was a great improvement, for sure. And then, there was Liam, that she was about to take a walk with, and maybe… maybe he would be her boyfriend by the end of the day.

It was a crazy year already, for sure… full of surprises.

The lesson passed by rather quickly, even though it was a little dull. But as she was throwing her bag on her shoulder, Slughorn asked Lily to stay for a moment. She couldn’t refrain a wince as he asked Severus to do the same. The teacher waited for his classroom to be empty to speak to his two students.

"Why aren't you two partnering anymore?" he asked, crossing his arms before him. “The two of you work so well together, it’s a shame!”

"It's personal, professor," Lily answered quickly, so Snape would not have a chance to give his own excuse, "I don't think I can work with him anymore, that's all."

"Well, I'm quite sad to hear this. Is everything alright, though, Ms. Evans?"

"I'm sorry, professor. But yes, everything is fine. I simply don’t want to work with Severus for now."

Slughorn seemed to hesitate, but chose to drop the subject. Next to Lily, Snape was remaining silent, but he clenched his fists, hiding the gesture behind his back.

"Well, off you go then,” their teacher added with a smile. “It doesn't matter very much I guess, and you can't be late for class on your first day, not on my account!"

The two students exited the room in silence. It was heavy, painfully so. Too much to last for too long. Severus ended up taking a deep breath, before trying one more time to convince her…

"Lils..."

"Sev, don’t,” she quickly interrupted him, unwilling to listen to arguments she had heard a hundred times before. “There's nothing you can say that will make me forgive you for what you did last year. You insulted me and humiliated me in front of the whole school..."

"I'm sorry, Lils. How many times will I have to apologise?"

She stopped walking and heaved a deep sigh.

"It's not just about last year, Sev. It's everything. I don't recognise you anymore, and the gang of Slytherins you've become friends with… they aren't good people, and they'll get you into trouble."

"But Potter and his gang won't get you into trouble, will they?" he snapped.

"What?"

"I saw you at breakfast with them this morning, and you came with them to the dungeons. They aren't good people either, Lils! Have you forgotten what they’ve done? What Potter has done?"

"You're acting like you’re jealous again, Sev, and this is another reason why I can't be your friend anymore."

She strode towards the staircase, but she stopped and turned back one last time towards the Slytherin as she was climbing upon the first step.

"And just so you know, James Potter may be something of a git sometimes, but at least he and his friends have nothing against muggleborns, against people like me and my friends. He's annoying, but he doesn't insult me. And he drives me insane, but he’s never been mean to me or tried to control me. So, I guess between the two of you, my choice is easy to make."

She ran up the stairs, fleeing from Severus's hurt gaze.

She felt guilty, terribly so. She hated to see so much pain in the eyes of someone who used to be her friend… And yet, she knew she had taken the right decision. Maybe, one day, things would get better between the two of them. But for now, she couldn’t simply forgive and forget.

Sirius was starting to doze off, partly hidden behind his crystal ball. Their extremely old teacher, Professor Needles, was trying to explain how they could all use this extraordinarily powerful tool to glimpse into their future, but no one was really listening; except for Remus, as always. But as the boy was listening to every class anyway (even History of Magic, and Merlin knew that was the worst), it didn't really count.

The classroom in itself wasn’t helping the bored students to remain focused. It was dimly lit with only a couple of tiny round windows, decorated with stained glass that painted colourful shapes upon the wooden floor. The walls of stone were covered with heavy tapestries, making the air of the room heavy with the dust that settled between the threads. They were old, dusty, and their colours had faded long ago, making some of the images barely readable now.

In this heavy atmosphere, it was hard not to feel tired; and the boring monologue of their teacher, spoken with a monotonous voice, was not helping.

"By the way, Prongs, are you alright?" Peter asked, sitting straighter again, in an attempt to stay awake.

"Of course, why wouldn't I be?" answered his friend, taking off his glasses and rubbing his sleepy eyes.

"Well, I don't know, Lily and Liam will probably be officially together by the end of the day, so..."

"How delicate, Wormtail, as usual…" Sirius replied dryly, while keeping his eyes closed, his cheekbone resting in his palm.

Peter scowled at him.

"I'm fine, Wormtail, thanks," answered James.

It was a lie, obviously. He wasn't fine at all, actually. How could he be fine? Lily would soon be snogging some stupid Ravenclaw, how could James be alright?

The mere thought of Liam kissing her made him nauseous…

But he was determined to not let any of his feelings show. He was going to get over Lily, and he had no intention to wallow in self-pity. She was moving on, and he was going to do the same. Or well… moving on… He guessed Lily wasn’t moving on, as she had never felt anything for him at all…

He cleared his throat, folding and unfolding the corner of his parchment in a bored gesture. He was fine. Everything was fine…

"You know what, Prongs? You should do the same as Lily," Sirius told him, finally opening his eyes to look at his friend.

"What do you mean?" James questioned him, resting his chin in his palm, still playing absentmindedly with his parchment.

"You should find yourself a girlfriend."

"I’ve already tried this Sirius, remember?” James answered with a wry chuckle. “Many times. And it never works."

Sirius shot him a mischievous smile, a triumphant glint alit in his grey eyes as he sat straighter again and leaned a little above the round table towards his friend.

"Ah, but you’ve tried to heal yourself with snogging and sex… I'm talking about the real thing right now."

"What do you mean?" asked Remus.

Even he couldn't focus too long upon the nonsense their teacher kept on speaking.

"You should try to have a real girlfriend, to have a serious relationship," Sirius added.

James didn't answer. It didn't sound that stupid, actually...

"I mean," Sirius went on, "maybe if you're with someone who actually wants to be with you, you'll want to be with her too after a while. And then, you'll forget Lily."

James nodded slowly.

"That's a good idea, I reckon."

"It's weird, but sounds logical," agreed Remus.

“I’m a little hurt that you both seem surprised by the fact that I’m having a brilliant idea.”

“Those are pretty rare, coming from you,” Remus teased him, owning himself a playful glare.

"Now, we have to find you a girl, Prongs,” Sirius stated with a bright grin on his lips. “Operation HGP is on!"

"Operation what?" asked Peter.

"H.G.P: Hot Girl for Prongs."

The four boys chuckled, choking on their own laughter as they tried to remain as quiet as possible. But their teacher kept on monologuing, and he didn’t notice a thing. He was slowly pacing through the classroom, his dark robe making a soft sound as it brushed upon the floor at every step.

"I know, I'm the best with codenames," said Sirius, "no need to remind me."

"You're the best, Pads," agreed James.

"Or the most idiotic, it depends on the point of view," replied Remus mockingly.

They doubled over with laughter, choking as they tried to remain as silent as possible.

But as they grew calmer again, James grew unusually weary, his shoulders slumping down as if a heavy weight had been thrown onto them.

"Do you think she will go out with this jerk?" he asked his friends, staring blankly at the crystal ball in front of him.

"I'm afraid there's a rather high probability for her to accept, Prongs," Remus answered slowly, a sad smile full of compassion on his features.

James sighed, straightening his glasses.

"Well, operation H.G.P. it is, then."

He smiled, but didn’t manage to fully hide his sadness, while he kept on staring at his crystal ball, wondering what would happen at noon...

He saw her coming his way across the grass. The sun was blue and bright despite the heavy rain from the previous night. The air still smelled of it though, of the raindrops that covered the earth and grass and trees for a while. The ground was still a little muddy, but Lily didn’t seem to care as she strode towards him, shooting him a bright smile as she spotted him. It was quiet in the grounds: a gentle breeze drawing ripples and strange patterns across the lake; in the distance, the Whomping Willow slowly swayed; a steady white smoke escaped towards the sky from Hagrid’s hut.

And as she walked closer to him, Liam reckoned that Lily truly was beautiful in this September sun…

She joined him by the Lake, at last. He noticed that she looked nervous, her freckled cheeks slightly coloured with a blush.

They spent some time casually chatting about their summer holidays, about their first classes of the morning. But Liam was becoming more and more nervous with each passing minute. So, when the conversation died down by itself after a while, he slowed down their pace, lingering on a spot of the shores of the lake where merpeople sometimes dwelled during the summer.

It was empty now though, a patch of pebbles and sand bordered by high grass and calm water.

She turned to him, frowning a little as if to silently ask him what this was about. He took a deep breath, and dived, even though his voice was uncertain and a little weak.

“We should talk about what happened yesterday."

Lily nodded, but didn't say anything. She looked down at the ground instead, clearly nervous now.

"All right, I guess it's better if I'm direct," Liam announced.

He inhaled sharply, trying to control his shaky voice, to gather his courage, to calm his crazy nerves...

"I really like you, Lily,” he blurted out the words as if he was afraid to grow too scared to speak them out loud again if he waited, if he tried to say it in a more delicate way. “And… I'd really like you to give me a chance."

"You do like me?" Lily cautiously asked him, looking up at him once more.

Her gaze was intense and hypnotic, made of vivid shades of green under the bright sun. The Ravenclaw had to force himself to answer.

"I do. And yesterday, it felt like you liked me too, right?"

Lily blushed hard, but nodded.

"I like you too,” she confessed, her words passing slowly her lips, as if with reluctance. “But... I would be lying if I claimed that I’m confident with all this. So, I don't want us to go too fast... Now, that being said… I’m really happy with what happened yesterday on the train."

Liam grinned at her. She was wearing a discreet, but beautiful pink lipstick, and her lips were even more tempting in this shade. He was sure that she wasn't wearing it that morning, she had probably put it on just before meeting him… for him. His grin doubled in size at the thought.

"It's fine by me. I mean… I get it. I’m not particularly used to this either, so… We should take things slow. But I'd love it if you wanted to be my girlfriend, Lils."

She smiled, nodding again.

"I'd love that too," she answered, blushing even more.

He smiled, his voice soft and gentle when he asked his next question.

"Is it alright if I kiss you right now?"

She nodded once more, and he took her face in his hands, kissed her softly on the lips by the shore of the calm Lake.

"SO?" Marlene asked the moment Lily sat at the Gryffindor table at lunch.

Lily didn't answer, but her grin and the reddening of her cheeks spoke volumes. Her three friends almost shouted in the middle of the Great Hall, causing their classmates to look at them. Frank almost choked on his chicken as he started laughing.

"I told you to wear red lipstick!" Alice winked, full of mischief.

"Pink was perfect," Lily replied with a laugh.

"So, you finally have a boyfriend. Definitely not too soon..." commented Marlene.

Lily threw some bread at her friend, shushing her.

"It's weird though that James hasn’t said anything about it," Alice pointed out. "Even this morning when we were talking about you and Liam in front of him, he didn't react at all."

"I hope it stays that way,” Lily answered in a sigh. “I'm tired of his stupid game, really."

"You know, I was thinking about this and…" Clara said slowly, choosing carefully her words. "I'm not sure that it was just a game anymore. Yesterday, he asked on the train what was going on between you and Liam, and he really did look hurt when I told him you were close."

But Lily rolled her eyes.

"It just hurts his monumental ego that he couldn't change my mind. He doesn't care about me, Clara. I'm a challenge, that's all, and he was disappointed because he didn't win."

"I don't know, Lils, I think he's more honest than you think about you two," replied Frank.

"No, he's not. Trust me, he's not."

Frank and Clara shrugged. After all, Lily didn’t like James, and she had chosen, Liam who seemed to be a nice guy. He was a prefect, he was a safe choice, he seemed to suit the girl quite well. As Clara glanced over at the Marauders further down the table, they were laughing and joking merrily, as if nothing was wrong. She shrugged again, focusing on her mashed potatoes. Maybe Lily was right. Maybe it was nothing serious at all...

James took out a bottle of ink, a quill and a piece of parchment.

He was sitting with the rest of the Marauders in the empty space at the centre of their dorm. It was night already, they were coming back from dinner in the Great Hall. But it was not time to sleep, the Marauders had some work to do.

It was a tradition, really. As Remus passed the bag of jelly beans to Peter, he couldn’t refrain a smile. It was nice to have these rituals with the boys. It made him feel at home. It made them all feel like they were more family than mere friends…

Since their second year, the four boys gathered like this after their first day of class, sitting on the wooden floor while eating treats, in order to write down their list of resolutions for the year. The list would then be hanged next to Remus’s bedpost, and he was the one in charge to remind the group of the missions they decided to fulfill before the next summer break.

James cleared his throat, dipping the tip of his quill into the dark ink.

"All right, fire away!"

Behind him, Frank closed his curtains, laughing softly and thanking himself for the sound-proofing spell he had cast on the curtains during his third year. This spell really was saving his life... or well, his nights at least...

"I'll start the list with 'getting over Lily Evans', I reckon it's an important point," James added, half-joking as he began to write. “What else?"

"No Exploding Snap for Peter in the dorms," said Remus.

"Hey!" Peter protested, but he was quickly interrupted by James.

"No Wormtail, Moony's right. You really did scare us last year when you set your curtains on fire..."

The boy added Remus's remark to their annual list of resolutions, straightening his lopsided glasses.

"Don't accept students in their second year on the Quidditch team," said Sirius wisely.

James nodded and wrote it down, sadly remembering how the second-year boy he had selected the past year had vomited on his broomstick at the beginning of their first match…

"Clean up the dorm," said Remus.

Sirius and James looked up at him with surprise.

"You still have hope? After five years?"

Remus sighed.

"Write it down anyway," said Peter. “For Moony.”

James shrugged and bent over the parchment again. He ran a hand through his messy hair as he quickly went through the list.

"Prepare a good prank against the Slytherins before the end of September," James added.

His three friends enthusiastically nodded.

"Spend more time with the girls," said Sirius.

They all frowned at him.

"Which girls?" asked Peter.

"The Gryffindors, of course. Who else could I be talking about?”

Remus rolled his eyes, annoyed.

"Padfoot, we've already talked about that, and there's only one tiny rule concerning your passion for girls and boys you must follow: do not touch the Gryffindor girls in our year. Is that really that complicated?"

Sirius glowered at him.

"I didn't mean that, Moony. I said talking to them, not snogging them. Besides, you’re saying that as if I was only thinking about sex, which is not true at all."

"Why do you want to talk with them anyway?" asked Peter.

Sirius shrugged.

"I don't know, they're okay, I guess. And you can't deny that we had a good time during the trip to Hogwarts yesterday. Clara's funny."

James narrowed his eyes.

"Do you want to talk to the girls or to Clara?"

Sirius rolled his eyes.

"The girls. I'm just pointing out the fact that they might not be as boring as I thought they were."

Remus threw him a stern look.

"Sirius, I know them better than you. And Clara is funny, it's true. And she's clever, and kind-hearted, and she's also a human being whom I appreciate very much. I officially forbid you to try anything with her. Do you understand?"

"Moony, again, I said talk, not snog. She's a Gryffindor in our year, I know, thanks, and I don't intend to 'try anything with her'. I just enjoyed talking with her. It's not like I've been flirting with her, anyway. Why are you so upset?"

"It's not like you usually care about girls, Pads," replied James.

"Okay, you know what, don't write it down. I just meant that we should try to be more friendly with them, and know them better, because we've all enjoyed their company today, but as you seem to think that I can't control myself..."

"That's not what I meant, Padfoot," said Remus. "I just don't want you to hurt her, that's all. She's very pretty after all, and..."

"I didn't say all this because I thought she was pretty, I just genuinely enjoyed talking with her. For Merlin’s sake, I’m not a pervert. I’m not obsessed with sex..."

"So, you don't find her attractive at all?" asked Peter, propping up an eyebrow.

Sirius sighed and shook his head, annoyed.

"Of course, I think she's attractive, Wormtail. I'm not blind. But she's a laugh, I enjoyed myself with her today, and on the train. End of story."

James bent over and started to write.

"Prongs, don't write it down, it'll upset Moony."

"No you're right, Padfoot. We should talk to them more."

"All right. But also write down the fact that Sirius can't touch Clara, nor any of the girls," Remus said.

"Already did."

"I can feel your trust and faith in me, guys," replied Sirius, glowering at them.

"It's not that way, Pads..." said Remus. “I’m just… you can’t handle a relationship, don’t try to deny it. And I know Clara, she wouldn’t settle for anything less. So… just… don’t…”

"It's okay Moony, I understand. I’m well aware of the fact that I’m emotionally unstable.”

“Pads…”

“What? It’s true,” Sirius shrugged, genuinely unphased by the statement. “They’re nice, though.”

“Alright, I’ve written that down,” James nodded, looking up at his friends again. “What else should we put on there?”

They spent most of their night chatting and laughing and joking, while adding another item to their list from to time to time. It was a merry night in the boys’ dormitory.

A good way to start a new year…

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