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gemissleeping · 2 months

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Sea Foam | Chapter Three

Theodore Nott x Siren!Reader

Read the other Chapters here.

Summary: It’s been three weeks since Theo found you by the Black Lake, and he’s tried his best to respect your wishes. But it hasn’t done anything to help either of you, and all of your efforts come crashing down in the bathroom at a Slytherin party.

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Notes: More of a Theo POV than the usual. Angry Theo. Teenage boys being teenage boys (foul and icky, nsfw language). Overbearing best friend Blaise. Smoking Theo. Slightly intoxicated reader. Soft Theo. Tears. I did not proofread this at all you have been warned, pls do tell me if there are any errors. Listen to Cinnamon Girl by Lana if you’d like to go through it. ily enjoy!

“You’re staring again,” Blaise grumbled under his breath from beside Theo in Divination. It had been three weeks since Theo had found you on the shoreline. Dressed only in your nightgown in the height of the winter frost. That crestfallen look on your face while the wind had bitten at you both. He’d tried his best to respect your wishes since then; making sure to steer clear of you whenever he could, to stop flitting through your mind like it was his favourite novel. He’d tried his best and still he’d failed, over and over.

He knew it was wrong, but he was beyond help. Slipping into your mind was unbearably easy. So much so, that he’d found himself doing it purely by accident on a few occasions, and he couldn’t quite figure out why. He knew you could practice occlumency, had even witnessed you obliterate Malfoy’s attempt at invading your mind in a Defence Against the Dark Arts class last year. Yet you barely even seemed to notice when he did it. Your apparent lack of awareness only made it harder for Theo to stop himself.

“Sorry,” Theo mumbled, blinking his trance away as he glanced over to Blaise with a dull apology. Blaise and Theo had become fast friends in First Year. After Cormack had made a comment about Theo’s Mother on the train, and Blaise had responded by hitting him right between the eyes. Blaise and Theo were close. Though not as close as you, Milli and Blaise were. Everyone knew that the three of you were utterly inseparable. Having met long before the rest of them at Hogwarts.

Unfortunately, it also meant that Blaise had adopted a tendency towards being irritatingly over-protective of you. Likely for good reason; Theo hadn’t made the best of impressions when it came to his relationships with women. They were often fleeting, borne of convenience and nothing more.

Which was exactly why Blaise was currently pissed with him. Blaise spent an awful lot of his time watching people. Regrettably, for Theo that included him, and these days he spent most of his time firmly stuck on you. To say Blaise wasn’t pleased would have been an understatement.

At this point, he may as well have been your damn guard dog, and Theo was tiring of the act quickly. He’d spent years wanting to know you, outside of the occasional class project. Years of pretending you didn’t exist for Blaise’s sake. When really, you were a large part of the reason that he had never settled on anyone to begin with.

Theo turned back to his parchment, huffing as he saw the ink stain leaking across the page. That, along with several half-finished notes, provided rather damning evidence of his distraction.

He stole a glance over at you again, keeping his head low in the hopes Blaise wouldn’t catch him. You were sitting beneath the window, stuck in a daydream of your own as Trelawney prattled on. Eyes misted over, one hand woven through your hair as you rested on it.

You were lovely.

Theo wasn’t sure how long it had been since he had resumed his staring. But as Trelawney brought the lesson to a close, the dull edge of a textbook collided with the side of his head in a singular, harsh thud. Breaking his focus on you as he looked up in bewilderment to Blaise, who stood with his edition of Astrology for the Ungifted raised.

“Git.” He hissed, lowering the book with scathing eyes.

Theo didn’t see you for the rest of the afternoon, not with Blaise practically escorting him to their dorm as soon as Divination concluded. Enzo was already there, lazily slung across his desk chair. Brow raised as Blaise entered in a huff, Theo trailing behind him in defeat. There was supposed to be a party in the Common Room tonight. But right now it wasn’t looking like Theo would be in for a particularly enjoyable evening.

“I know what you’re trying to do. You want to fuck her.”

“I don’t want to fuck her,” Theo winced at his friend’s choice of words.

“You don’t want to fuck her? You don’t want to fuck her?” Blaise rounded, textbook jabbing at Theo’s chest incredulously. Theo groaned, knowing Blaise wouldn’t rest until he knew Theo was being honest with him.

“No, I- fuck, fine. Yes, I want to. Of course I do, but that’s not-”

“Not what? Forgive me for my utter faith in your fucking abysmal track record. But she is my best fucking friend Theo.” Blaise snapped, turning from the boy’s dead-eyed stare and viciously tugging at his tie as he stalked towards his bed. Whipping it from his neck in a surge of anger.

Enzo rolled his bottom lip between his teeth. Watching the display unfold with anxious eyes as Matt cracked the bathroom door open, lighting up with sadistic intrigue. The pair exchanged a glance, the former silently begging the latter not to stick his foot in.

Theo felt his chest tighten at Blaise’s words. His hand running roughly along his jaw, trying to soothe his irritation. Gazing at the ornate wooden panels on the ceiling with a sigh before he attempted to break through to him again. It was out in the open now at least, it likely couldn’t get worse.

“You don’t understand, she-”

“Please, Nott. Tell me what I don’t understand about the girl I’ve known since she was three years old.” Blaise bellowed, reigniting as he swung back to the taller boy. The click of the door interrupted them.

“What’s with all the shouting? I can hear you fools from the hall,” Malfoy droned, bored as he kicked the door shut behind him. Flicking his wand to cast some sort of muffling charm across it.

“Fuck off, Malfoy.” Blaise sneered, not even glancing over to acknowledge his friend’s arrival. The words feeling far more aimed towards Theo than the blonde. Draco only sighed, moving past the both of them.

“None of you ever thank me for anything that I do for you,” He grumbled in response. Throwing a stack of books onto his bed before going to shove Matt out of the bathroom.

“If you even think about fucking touching her-” Blaise continued, steam practically rising from his skin as he narrowed in on Theo again.

“Oh, he has.” Matt interrupted, leaning back against Enzo’s desk with folded arms. Theo shooting him a heavy glare as Matt only smirked back knowingly. An expression Enzo swiftly answered by scolding him with a kick to the shin.

“Look at me, Nott,” Blaise demanded. His voice low, lip curling back in a sneer, “I’ll skin you, understand?”

“Listen, I-” Theo started, his own voice rising as his attention shifted back to Blaise, irritation swelling. But he was impossible to reason with when he was like this, everyone knew it.

“You don’t fuck with her,” Blaise cut in, his voice soaked with finality. Standing before Theo while his chest heaved with anger, book still clutched in his accusatory palm. Theo could feel his own restraint unwrapping. The other’s eyes on them only pushing him further into that corner of himself. He needed air, now. Or else he was going to do something he couldn’t undo. Then you were certain to never speak to him again.

Hands raised in silent surrender, he backed away from Blaise. Jaw set as he plucked his jacket from the end of his bed, turning for the door. Enzo’s tired sigh leaked through the dorm as he pulled it open harshly, likely readying himself to chastise Blaise. Something he’d also likely do to Theo when he caught him later. Though if he had any luck today, maybe Enzo and the others would already be drunk by the time he got back.

He made for the edge of the forest. Rolling a cigarette as he went, trying not to bite down on the filter between his teeth from residual disdain. The icy air was a small mercy, quenching the heat running through him almost immediately. For hours he stood out there, letting the smoke in to empty out all of the things he didn’t want to feel. Watching as the moon chased the sun down to the horizon.

The party would be well underway. God willing you hopefully had yourself tangled in someone else by now. At least then Theo might have been able to give himself a proper reason to stop, smooth things over with Blaise. Though he had begun to doubt if even that would work.

Theo made his way through the tangle of writhing bodies in the heat of the Common Room. No desire to taint himself further with the desperate need to forget that rolled off of the sweaty air. Matt was by the stairs, where the crowd thinned out at its edges. More enticed by the girl whose cigarette he was lighting than by any questions he might’ve had for Theo, as he continued his path to the dorms.

He had meant to go straight there. To take off his jacket, untie his shoelaces. Instead he found himself headed past his door, down to one of the communal bathrooms that lined the dormitory halls. He wasn’t sure why, until something tugged at him. Drawing him to push open the bathroom door; and there you were.

Gaze flitting to his hazily in the mirror. Eyeliner smudged, haloing your eyes. You stilled where you had been standing, as if he had walked straight out of your thoughts. Softening as you took in his wind kissed hair, and he the tremble of your fingers on the countertop. Theo pushed himself away, against the pull of his chest, away from what he wanted. He made for the door again, unsure of why he had allowed himself to be led to you to begin with.

“You weren’t at Dinner,” you called softly, not daring to turn and look at him without a reflection between you. He stilled, one hand on the door as his heart hammered at his ribs.

“You told me to stay away,” he answered simply. Afraid to turn around in case what he saw laying in your eyes only salted the wound some more.

“Not that far.”

You breathed, turning to face him. Eyes aching to touch his cheek, graze across his thoughts, his desires. Theo’s hand dropped from the door, chest swelling from your proclamation. He could feel his breathing falter, hear the force of it. He turned hesitantly, a rasp collecting in his throat.

“Well how far would you like me?”

He saw your breath hitch, didn’t even have to scratch at your mind. You seemed to be leaking into his on your own accord. He could hear just how far you wanted him, and it wasn’t far at all.

Your lips parted, so he made sure to be the first to speak. To save you both the trouble.

“You’re drunk.”

You shook your head, eyes growing glassy with the salt of tears as you moved towards where he leant against the door.

“I’ve been getting your little messages. The ones you keep leaving for me to find,” he murmured. Suddenly enraptured by his hands as his voice creased over his words.

“Theo-”

“It’s unbearable for me. Is it like that for you too?” He cracked, eyes flashing up to yours. Entirely afraid before you, before the possible weight of your answer. Because the truth was he couldn’t tell. He couldn’t tell which words were real and which you fed him to keep him at arm’s length. He searched you, begging for any kind of answer, but hoping only for one.

“Yes.”

Your tears spilled in an instant, and maybe you were a little drunk, but you were also sure that it didn’t change any of it. He knew as much, taking a tender step towards you to grasp your cheek. Running his thumb along the soft skin to collect your tears.

“This trance you seem to think I’m under,” Theo clarified, eyes lingering on yours as his thumb continued its path. Despite no longer having any need to do so. “It’s lasted five years already,” he breathed, “it’s not going to pass any time soon.”

You paused, smudged eyes widening as you gazed up at him. His confession sucking the air out of your lungs until you could no longer doubt that you needed him. You simply watched him for a moment, as though debating whether to say something you wouldn’t be able to swallow. The one thing that was still holding you back.

“I don’t know how to stop myself.”

“Then don’t,” he whispered, leaning closer to brush a strand of hair from your eyes. “You don’t need to be scared of wanting this.”

Theo drew back slightly, letting his fingertips linger. Brushing through the strands of your hair, behind your ear. His voice gentle, certain, “I’ll be here, whenever you’re ready.”

Keep an eye out for Chapter Four here, or comment to be added to the tag list for future updates <3

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#i have caused myself emotional damage with this one #theodore nott x reader #gemwrites #theodore nott x siren!reader #theodore nott series #theodore nott x y/n #theodore nott x you #theodore nott angst #theodore nott fluff #theodore nott fic #theodore nott fanfiction #theodore nott imagine #theo nott #slytherin boys #harry potter

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oxydiane · 2 years

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so is anybody going to write the “harry starts dating cedric and when the latter meets sirius he gets the ‘i may not actually have committed the murders i was imprisoned for but do not be deluded for one second that i don’t know thirty-seven different ways to kill a man. i am harry’s godfather hello. he is my entire world’ talk” fanfic or am i just going to have to make it myself

#remus would be worse #waiting for new laptop to arrive so i can try to put down the mess in my head #but fr i need more shovel talk fics i think they are lovely #more specifically harry’s family blasting cedric’s ass because cedric is such a well mannered good boy but he’s also Older and Popular #the sirens in everybody’s head ringing #harry potter #sirius black #cedric diggory #harry james potter #hedric #harry x cedric #sirius raises harry #wolfstar raises harry #remus lupin

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satureja13 · 3 months

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This is part 3 of our Gothy Imbolc 💀 It all starts -> here

After the concert - and after Ji Ho's Siren's Song Spells - the magic faded, and they felt awkward again... Jeb made sure to leave first with Kiyoshi. They both know how uncomfortable he makes them. Kiyoshi walked away like a condemned man. The music was still playing in 'The Veil'. And they all know and love this song. It's 'Over the hills and far away' from Nightwish

'They came for him one winter's night. Arrested, he was bound They said there'd been a robbery. His pistol had been found

They marched him to the station house. He waited for the dawn And as they led him to the dock. He knew that he'd been wronged "You stand accused of robbery" He heard the bailiff say He knew without an alibi Tomorrow's light would mourn his freedom

Over the hills and far away For ten long years he'll count the days Over the mountains and blue seas A prisoner's life for him there'll be'

Saiwa left shortly after them. Alone. He so wished he could be with Jeb this night. He's still revved up. Jeb is stunning and Sai hopes he gets to see Jeb in this outfit again after they'd made up somehow...

'He knew that it would cost him dear But yet he dared not say Where he had been that fateful night A secret it must stay He had to fight the tears of rage His heart beat like a drum For with the wife of his best friend He spent his final night of freedom

Over the hills and far away He swears he will return one day Far from the mountains and blue seas Back in her arms he swear he'll be Over the hills and far away' (Isn't it crazy how well the lyrics fit the situation between Saiwa, Kiysohi and Jeb? ö.Ö')

Jack is about to go over to his houseboat. Vlad: "Jack, are you sure you can sleep alone tonight?" He noticed the way Jack looked at Kiyoshi when he left. After all the fun they had this evening - Vlad knows how hard this was for Jack. Jack: "Positive! I'm fine! You two rather charge the Bond now. It's about time."

Jack still hesitated. He wasn't sure if he'd be able to stay alone tonight. But he doesn't want to disturb Ji Ho and Vlad.

When he saw how tight Vlad held Ji Ho, he reluctantly left.

After this crazy hot Burmesan Samosa Soup - his first meal - Vlad is determined to be bolder. He can feel through the Bond that Ji Ho enjoys this embrace almost as much as he does. And so he held him a bit longer than usual.

'Each night within his prison cell He looks out through the bars He reads the letters that she wrote One day, he'll know the taste of freedom

Over the hills and far away She prays he will return one day As sure as the rivers reach the seas Back in his arms he swears she'll be'

And even though Vlad also knows that words aren't neccessary between them because the Bond tells Ji Ho how much Vlad enjoyed the concert, this whole evening, he went all in and actually said something to Ji Ho! Vlad: "You were amazing."

But Ji Ho doesn't know how to deal with a Vlad trying to have a real conversation with him so he just said: "Thank you." Well - let's not ask too much of them. It's a beginning :3

Ji Ho is tired and drained. The Siren's Songs are taking their toll on him. But he is happy. And after a silent conversation over their Bond, Ji Ho went to his room to sleep off the evening and Vlad spent the night with Jack to make sure he's ok.

From the Beginning ~ Underwater Love ~ Latest 🛺 'Home happy Home' from the beginning ▶️ here 📚 Previous Chapters: Chapters: 1-6 ~ 7-12 ~ 13-16 ~ 17-22 ~ 23-28

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itsphantasmagoria · 1 month

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The Harry-based Harlequill novels from chapter 2 of Follies of an Ornamental Hermit by @mallstars still have me cackling

(Read Follies here!)

#siren-Fleur and siren-Ginny fighting over slave mer-Harry is a vibe #but holo-space-Tarzan Harry is just disturbing hahahaha #Draco definitely shame-reads these #Pansy shamelessly reads them #Harry probably wants them to burn #drarry fic #follies of an ornamental hermit #drarry fanart #harry potter #itsphantasmagoria #mallstars #drarry

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flymetosnarryland · 9 months

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SnarryBANG! is here.

Ah, I finally can share with you my finished entry for the SnarryBANG! fest (⁀ᗢ⁀) Yas, Harry is a magic creature, lol! I never thought I will draw him as a siren. After reading couple creature-fics I wasn't really into it to be honest. But things changed, mhehe!

I was very stressed at the beginning, because wasn't sure if someone will pick it at all. But later on I was paired with @peujeune who wrote really lovely fic for this piece and came with ideas that melted my heart (one of them was a scene with a pearl which I just had to draw on the banner!). I absolutely enjoyed working together for the fest, so thanks for that! (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧

If you'd like to check the fic:

And a special thanks to lovely @titconao3 who hosted the whole event! If you guys like to check more brilliant fics with amazing art which are going to be revealed this week, visit SnarryBANG! tumblr for sure ɷ◡ɷ

#SnarryBANG!#Severus Snape #Harry Potter #Harry is a siren!#writer: peujeune

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kind-hufflepuff · 6 months

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SIREN PANSY PARKINSON

#aesthetic #harry potter #harry potter ships #hogwarts house #harry potter aesthetic #ship #pansy parkinson #siren pansy parkinson #siren au #water manipulation #water element #pansmione #pansy x hermione #bisexual #bisexual pansy #lgbt #silver trio

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panthera-tigris-venenata · 9 months

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Do you think the Hook siblings are half or full siblings? Either way, do you have any theories as to the identity of their mother(s)?

Full siblings.

Captain Hook has the vibes, okay? Falls for one woman very hard. Besides, Harry had to get it somewhere.

As for the mother, well. I do have a theory. However, my mainly motivation is chaos.

I think it was a siren. That bloodthirsty kind that lures sailors to their deaths, so she found herself on the Isle.

She decided to seduce Captain James Hook, because he is a sailor and she was bored. However, he fell for her. Hard.

And when she got bored, well. She's been trying to kill him ever since.

She has been so far unsuccessful.

Ursula is having a lovely time watching Hook Family Drama, thank you for asking.

Mr Smee is this close to an aneurysm. He keeps telling the Captain that his wife is trying to kill him- „For heaven's sake, Captain, she just tried to rip out your throat!“ „Nonsense, Mr Smee! She just gets a little passionate!“

(Ursula might or might not have saved Hook from drowning few times, purely she wouldn't lose her favourite form of entertainment, aka mortal men in drama TM)

And the Hook siblings grow up convinced that murder is a love language.

#disney descendants #hook siblings #cj hook #harry hook #harriet hook #siren hooks au

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tiredinwinter · 9 months

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Very curious, but insanely shy. He doesn't trust humans much and tries to stay under the radar. But curiosity wins, so he always tries to get a small glimpse at people passing by from underneath lily pads. Startling when someone spots him, he dives back to the depths of his pond with a small splash of water.

Will you be able to gain his trust? <3

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While I do love my latest Mermaid!Harry a lot, I might like this shy and precious version even better. <3

I absolutely love koi fish too so this might play into it

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#mermaid!harry #mermaidrry #my art #harry styles fanart #harry styles concept #harry styles art #mermaid #mermaid art #mermay #it's not may anymore I know I'm late to the game hahaha #artists on tumblr #traditional art #japanrry #harry styles #siren #mythical creature #pond #water

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y0url0verb0y · 3 months

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Sailor Barty x Siren Evan

#that's it that's the post #marauders #marauders harry potter #evan rosier #rosekiller #barty crouch jr #barty and evan #evan and barty #siren au #should i write this?

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magewritesstories · 9 months

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ᴍʏ ꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴄʀᴜꜱʜ ᴀʟᴘʜᴀʙᴇᴛ ɪ.

ᴀ ɪꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀʀᴛʜᴜʀ ᴘᴇɴᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴ

favourite oblivious blonde

ʙ ɪꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ʙᴀʀʀʏ ᴀʟʟᴇɴ

do i even need to explain??

ᴄ ɪꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴄʟᴀʀᴋ ᴋᴇɴᴛ

so boyfriend

ᴅ ɪꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴅᴇᴍᴇᴛʀɪ ᴀʟᴇxᴏᴘᴏʟᴏᴜꜱ

you will uncover a pattern trust me

ᴇ ɪꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴇᴛʜᴀɴ ᴍᴏʀᴀʟᴇꜱ

kinda outside my usual type but he’s cute

ꜰ ɪꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ꜰʀᴇᴅᴅʏ ꜰʀᴇᴇᴍᴀɴ

the pattern emerges again

ɢ ɪꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ɢᴡᴀɪɴᴇ

fell in love with him the moment he appeared ngl

ʜ ɪꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ʜᴀʀʀʏ ᴘᴏᴛᴛᴇʀ

1/2 of my favourite fictional sass kings

ɪ ɪꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ɪᴀɴ

i loved him so much

ᴊ ɪꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴊᴇꜱꜱ ᴍᴀʀɪᴀɴᴏ

again, so boyfriend

ᴋ ɪꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ...

I don’t know any fictional characters with a K

ʟ ɪꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ʟᴇꜱᴛᴇʀ ᴘᴀᴘᴀᴅᴏᴘᴏʟᴏᴜꜱ

the amount of fanart— or lake thereof— for him is criminal

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whyistarchaser · 5 months

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Marauders’ House ! Jegulus au

Just Jegulus being little darlings <3

“Music for a Sushi Restaurant” is the opening song to The Marauders' third studio album, Marauders' House. In a combination of smooth jazz and freaky ‘70s pop, Potter (writer of the song) sings about making sushi while relating it to his desire for a relationship. In a May 2022 interview in The Valkyries podcast, the lead singer revealed the story behind the funky song:

"I was in a sushi restaurant in LA with someone and one of our songs came on from the last album, and the person I was with pointed out that it was a "weird song for a sushi restaurant" which obviously lead to an argument and ended on this perfect song for "those type of restaurants".

see the lyrics of the song here.

"Hey!" exclaimed James excitedly, tapping Regulus’s outstretched hand to get his attention "Do you hear that, baby? They’re playing Canyon Moon!"

At Regulus' request, both had decided to go out for dinner. Regulus hadn’t stopped talking for weeks about a restaurant he had visited with Dorcas, and finally after so much insistence, he had managed to drag James to a round table in the far corner of that tiny restaurant.

James will never admit it out loud, because it would feed her boyfriend’s obsession, but he too had fallen in love with the place the second he put his foot in it. "I hear it, yes," Regulus replied, rolling his eyes without looking away from the posters hanging from the ceiling, apparently today’s menu, as the waitress explained, "Sirius couldn’t be more obvious, "Canyon Moon"?"

Quick pause in conversation

He plays songs I've never heard

An old lover's hippie music

Pretends not to know the words

And I keep thinking back to

A time under the canyon moon

After singing quietly along, James laughed while leaning on the table, glancing at the ceiling to look at the menu himself, "When has Sirius been subtle?"

“Touché” said Regulus, making James whisper “hot” under his breath right before the waitress came to their table to take their orders.

After the sweet lady left, Regulus looked around checking the restaurant before leaning on the table to whisper to James “To be honest, I don’t think this is a fitting song for this type of restaurant” An offended gasp left James’ lips, and he smacked Regulus’ shoulder gently.

“How very dare you”

“You’re gonna tell me that I’m wrong?”

“Of course, our songs fit into any sort of environment”

“Yeah, no, I don’t think so” a bratty tone tint Regulus words, leaning onto the back of his chair, crossing his arms with a small smile on the corner of his lips.

“You’re mean”

“I just pointed out a fact. Not every song you guys do fit anywhere, especially not this little and pretty restaurant, it’s a weird song for a sushi restaurant”

“I bet I can change your mind with a song. In fact, I will write a song that fits this restaurant so well that you’ll be embarrassed by what you just said”

“Oh will you now?”

“Hell yeah, before our food comes, I will have the perfect song”

Regulus laughed a bit too hard for that, giving James the perfect view of his pale collarbones under that slim t-shirt. James arched an eyebrow, ready to challenge his boyfriend’s attitude,

“You don’t think I can do that?”

"Of course I don’t think you can write a song before our food comes" said Regulus with a witty tone, sharing a small smile with James who looked too cocky by now.

"Is that a challenge, my love?"

"You bet it is" a cheeky smile spread across Regulus' face. James felt his heart racing.

So, for a whole half hour, James kept writing and re-writing a whole song he finishes five seconds before they have their food on the table. And when he shares the lyrics with his boyfriend, the only comment Regulus says is:

"You have the imagination of a three-year-old”.

Two months later, James was in the studio recording "Music For a Sushi Restaurant", with Remus' bass track in the background and the background vocals recorded before by Sirius and Peter complementing his vocals in the chorus. Regulus’s laughter penetrated his track even from outside the booth, making James smile broadly at Sirius grimaced.

If the stars were edible

And our hearts were never full

Could we live with just a taste?

Just taste

It’s 'cause I love you, babe

In every kind of way

Just a little taste

Know I love you, babe

Not even the high volume of the trumpets dampened the scandalous cry of Sirius, who pounced on the microphone of their producer.

"We are so over, James Potter!"

Regulus smacked his brother on the side, starting a nasty sibling fist fight.

James never felt so alive.