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Okie but I really would love more Barty x potter sibling reader it just makes me happy I don’t care if it’s smut fluff angst I will read whatever you write please👉🏻👈🏻

love these goofs so much, thanks for your request!

Barty Crouch Jr x Potter!reader who feels really bad for manatees

CW: talking about how it's illegal to interact with manatees and how sad that is (read: it's fluff), fem!reader, reader has long enough hair to push behind her ear

It had taken a bit of coercion on James’ part to convince Regulus to join him up in Gryffindor tower tonight - and by coercion, I mean James batted his eyelashes dramatically and promised lots of cuddles and kisses for Regulus’ ‘trouble’ - but James was feeling quite chuffed as he and his now official boyfriend stepped through the portrait hole of the Gryffindor common room.

Those feelings of chuffedness quickly vanished when he spotted you cozied up in an armchair built for one with none other than Barty Crouch Junior. 

“Who would you rather she be with, James?” Regulus hissed at him, alerting James to the fact that he’d been grumbling aloud.

“Anyone.” He muttered petulantly.

Regulus scoffed in response. “Please; I hardly think you’d believe anyone good enough for your sister.”

James thought that Regulus was quite right. 

“I think you’re quite right.” He admitted aloud before starting towards the two of you. 

“James Fleamont Potter.” Regulus hissed as he grabbed James roughly by the sleeve. “You look at me right now.”

James wrenched his eyes away from you to look at Regulus’ fuming (though no less beautiful) eyes, dividing his attention between two of the people he loved the most in the whole world. 

“James Potter, boyfriend or not I will drown you in the Black Lake and leave you to the sodding squid if you go over there right now.”

James ripped his gaze from where Barty’s hand sat on your knee to look at his boyfriend scandalized. “You wouldn’t.”

“You know I would.” Regulus threatened promised. “Do not fuck around with the only love he receives.”

James fought the urge to whine as he turned his gaze back over to the two of you; you were speaking animatedly, gesticulating wildly as you lamented about something James would have absolutely told you to shut the fuck up about nearly 30 seconds in.

“You can see how much he worships her, Jamie. And I think you should feel grateful knowing that there is truly no one who would be as devoted to her as he is.”

James did whine petulantly at that, even perhaps embarrassingly stomping his foot a little bit, though he would deny it if you asked. “I hate it.”

“Tough.” Regulus said simply, pulling James over to a love seat near the fireplace; close enough to see and hear the two of you, but not close enough that the pair would alert either of you to their presence. “Just be quiet and watch.”

James made a dramatic gagging sound earning him a smack up the back of the head from his boyfriend, but he acquiesced and turned his attention back to the two of you.

You were curled up on Barty’s lap; your back resting against the arm of the chair and your feet tucked under Barty’s thigh that you weren’t currently perched on.

You regularly tried to shove your feet under people that you were sitting with because your feet were always cold; James knew this because he’d swatted at your legs enough times for doing it to him. Barty didn’t seem to mind much though.

He also didn’t seem to mind that you were holding one of his hands hostage in yours as you fiddled and played with the various rings adorning his hands, speaking a million miles a minute and hardly pausing to take a breath.

“I just think it’s so sad. I mean; they don’t know! They don’t know that it’s not safe for them to be around people, but I can’t help thinking; what if they think we’re ignoring them?!” You asked emphatically.

Barty’s eyebrows rose to mirror yours as he raised his free hand to push a lock of hair behind your ear that had fallen in your theatrics.

“It’s because they have no natural predators, you see.” You continued solemnly, earning you an ‘oh, really?’ from Barty. “Many people think that sharks or alligators may pose a threat to manatees; but the species peacefully coexist. So, you know, then all of a sudden there are these long noodly manatee things in the water and the manatees are just like ‘holy shit; that’s a weird looking manatee! I’ve never seen one of those before.’ And then they try to make friends or say hello, but it’s illegal for humans to touch them.”

“Illegal?” Barty queried. “To touch an animal begging you to touch it?”

“Exactly!” You agreed quite loudly, if you asked James. He watched though as Barty’s hand moved back down to your legs and brushed his thumb in soothing circles as he kept his attention dutifully on you. “So they’re asking for pets or saying hello and trying to make friends; and people have to just…keep swimming. I’m sure they believe we must be quite rude, always ignoring them like that.”

You sounded actually quite dejected at the thought; your face falling as you looked down at Barty’s hand in your lap.

“Do you think perhaps there are mermaids where the manatees live?” Barty asked, earning him an eager gasp from you as you seemed to remember something.

“That’s brilliant Barty.” You shouted; and though James expected a cocky expression to grace Barty’s face at being told he was right about something, it never came. In fact, his face remained dutifully lovesick. 

“Did you know that muggles used to believe manatees were actually mermaids or sirens during the late 15th century?”

Barty scoffed at that. “Well they’ve clearly never seen a mermaid before if they believe those sweet things resemble one.”

“Well yes, but I think muggles imagine mermaids differently. More just a beautiful lady living in the water, maybe with a tail; the beauty standards back then idealized curvy women.”

“Obviously, curvy birds are hot.”

“I know!” You agreed quickly. “I’m sure though that if we have mermaids in the sodding Black Lake, surely they have them in the America's?”

Barty was quickly nodding his head at you. “I’m sure I’ve read somewhere that they do, Princess.”

“Yeah?” You asked hopefully.

James watched as Barty’s face broke out in a soft grin as you met his eyes. “Would I ever lie to you?”

You shook your head in response and returned your gaze to your lap where you continued playing with his hand. 

“Maybe the mermaids are friends with the manatees? They look like they’d just love some belly rubs.” You mused.

“Perhaps someone just needs to tell the mermaids to tell the manatees that it’s for their own good.”

You looked back up at that. “Yeah?”

“They could be like our underwater owl; we just travel to…”

“Florida.” You offered for him.

“Florida and find some mermaids to deliver our message.”

You seemed to consider the idea before looking back at him. “I think you might have to do it alone.”

Barty tilted his head at you and squeezed your calf. “You wouldn’t want to come with me to swim with manatees and mermaids?”

You shook your head. “I don’t think I could; if a manatee approached me I would have to pet it and then the manatees would all die and it would be my fault.”

Barty hummed in understanding and brought one of his hands to your chin. “Okay, Princess; I’ll be your oceanic owl.”

“You’d do that for me?”

Barty gently pulled you by your chin to slot your lips together. “I would do anything for you.”

James, having had quite enough of seeing such sickening displays of love thank you very much, turned his very unimpressed glare to Regulus, who was already looking at him with one perfectly arched eyebrow. 

“That’s disgusting.” He grumbled indignantly. 

“Are you telling me you wouldn’t be a manatee’s owl for me? Don’t I deserve that?”

James scoffed derisively at that. “I think it’s very obvious I would; you’re the most deserving person I know!”

“Then doesn’t your sister deserve that too?” Regulus asked gently.

James’ eyes moved back over to where you were now tracing delicate shapes over Barty’s face with your forefinger, yet he still couldn’t seem to force his eyes away from lovingly gazing at you.

“Let me ask you this, Jamie.” Regulus asked, joining James in watching his friend and James’ sister from afar. “Do you think there’s a line you would draw when it comes to how far you’d go for me?”

“No!”

“No?”

“Of course not.” James insisted.

“So you’d kill your mother for me?”

What?

“What?” James asked dumbly.

Regulus smirked. “Would you kill your own mother for me?”

“Erm,”

“Jamie.”

“Yeah?”

“The answer is no; that’s the right answer.”

“Oh thank Godric.” James sighed, holding his head in his hands. 

“But Barty would; Barty would raze the entire fucking earth for Y/N.” Regulus continued. “And even if he wouldn’t,” He continued when James seemed to take issue with that. “How long would you have let her talk about manatees?”

James huffed and crossed his arms petulantly, even though he knew the answer. The answer was that he would have cut her off the second he realized she wasn’t talking about quidditch or pranks.

“She’s very loved, James. And he…” Regulus seemed to take an emotional breath as he watched his oldest friend take your hand and bring it to his lips to press a gentle kiss to your knuckles. “You Potter’s love like no one else I’ve ever known, James.”

James turned his full attention to his boyfriend and took one of Regulus’ hands in both of his.

“You love loudly, and openly, and freely, and everyone around you is better for it. Barty most of all.” 

James let out a sigh and kissed Regulus’ knuckles. 

“Fine.” He relented in faux irritation. 

Regulus chuckled and pressed a shy kiss to James’ shoulder. “Don’t worry James, you Potter’s are in the protection of Slytherin’s now; we protect our own.”

And whether or not James particularly liked Barty, if there was one thing he knew to be true; no one would be able to mess with you with the likes of him around.

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Potter

Slytherin boys (separate) x fem! Potter!reader

Slytherin boys: Draco Malfoy, Mattheo Riddle, Theodore Nott, Lorenzo Berkshire, and Blaise Zabini.

Warnings: forbidden romance?, swearing, smoking, alcohol, partying, horny teens, probably incorrect body shots.

Note: got back into Harry Potter and fell into the Slytherin boy rabbithole hole💚

Backstory:

You used to be very close to your twin brother. But your relationship changed for the worst during your first year at Hogwarts.

While Harry had been sorted into Griffindor, you had been sorted into Slytherin.

The both of you had tried to keep your relationship intact, but the rivalry between your two houses made it practically impossible.

By fourth year, you and Harry were practically strangers, and uninvolved with each other’s lives…

Draco Malfoy

In fourth year, Draco decided to ask you out to the Yule Ball. Mainly to piss off Harry.

He swaggered up to you in the courtyard and asked you very loudly in front of a lot of people, including Harry, of course!

“Heard you didn’t have a date for the ball, Potter.” He said with a smirk, “You want to be my date?”

You eyed him suspiciously before answering, “Sure, why not Malfoy.”

Didn’t expect for you to actually accept.

Low key freaking out internally.

Thought you’d just tell him to piss off.

He’s very smug about it on the outside tho.

Especially when he sees Harry fuming on the side lines with Ron and Hermione.

He then escorts you to class like the gentleman he was taught to be.

“Don’t get an ideas Malfoy. I’m only going with you to piss off my brother.” You told him as you entered potions.

“Same here, Potter.” He rolls his eyes a bit.

Glad you have the same idea but also a bit disappointed that you’re only using him.

But he’s also using you so-

When it came time for the ball, Draco was waiting for you by the stairs. Mattheo and Blaise were waiting with him.

He couldn’t lie, he was a tad nervous. Fixing his hair every 2.5 seconds to the annoyance of his friends.

“Does my hair look good?” He asked for the billionth time.

“Your hair is fine mate! Why do you even care so much it’s just Potter.” Mattheo rolled his eyes at the blond.

“It’s not about her!” Draco hissed, “..I just want to look good!” He answered semi confidently.

A few moments later you appeared and began walking down the stairs.

Draco looked at you in awe. You looked stunning all dolled up, your hair was curled and pinned up in an intricate hairdo, and the dark green dress you were wearing fitted you perfectly.

You glanced at Draco every few steps as you descended the stairs, admiring him from afar. You couldn’t lie, he looked dashing in his suit.

Blaise and Mattheo snickered behind him, shoving him forward to make him help you down the stairs.

“You look nice.” Draco said awkwardly.

“Thank you, you don’t look half bad yourself.” You responded, taking his hand as you walked down the rest of the steps.

“You cleaned up nice, Potter.” Mattheo teased.

“Shut it, Riddle.” You rolled your eyes at him.

Draco escorted you to the punch table to have a drink before you had your first dance.

When you started dancing you were both very stiff and awkward, but as the night went on you became much more natural with each other.

You and Draco went on to have a nice evening. Making show of your “relationship” by calling each other by your first names and dancing together for the majority of the evening.

When the ball finally ended, you and Draco returned to the Slytherin common room together.

“I actually enjoyed myself tonight Draco.” You admitted with a smile.

“I did to, Y/n. We should do it more often.” He smirked.

You rolled your eyes, “In your dreams, Draco.” You chuckled before to go to your dorm.

Leaving him standing in the common room, with his heart beating a few beats faster…

Mattheo Riddle

FORBIDDEN ROMANCE OMG

You both kept your distance from each other for a long while.

You didn’t want to associate with the son of the man who killed your parents.

And Mattheo didn’t give a crap about you.

You only began to associate with each other in fifth year when you became friends with Lorenzo.

Which lead to you being included into the Slytherin gang.

You decided to put your differences aside for the sake of your friend.

You’re not super close with many of them, Mattheo included.

But you have a sort of playful relationship.

You guys banter SO MUCH!

Whether it’s insulting each other or sometimes being flirty.

Harry is SIDE EYEING y’all from across the great hall.

You find Mattheo insufferable in a weird endearing way.

Sixth year hit and you’ve decided to start living it up by attending parties with the gang.

Ravenclaw had beat Hufflepuff in quidditch which made the perfect excuse to throw a party.

You and Pansy had spent the evening getting ready together in your dorm.

“We look hot~” you commented while admiring her and yourself in your full body mirror.

“We do~ Now let’s go-“ Pansy grabbed your hand and dragged you out of the dorm.

Once at the party, you had a drink to ease your nerves before you decided to join the growing circle of people playing spin the bottle. Many of your friends were sat, including Lorenzo, Mattheo, and Theo.

You sat yourself beside Lorenzo, “What are we spinning the bottle for?” You asked, almost yelling over the music.

“Body shots!” Lorenzo smirked at you playfully.

“Fun!” You grinned.

Eventually Mattheo’s turn came and the bottle landed on you. Gasps and ooos filled the circle, making you scoff. Mattheo only grinned as he grabbed the bottle of fire whiskey and a shot glass.

Ron and Hermione had to hold back Harry from causing a scene.

“C’mere, Y/n~” Mattheo smirked, motioning you over.

You rolled your eyes and walked over to him, all while he unbuttoned his shirt.

You got on your knees in front of him, squeezing your thighs together as you cunt throbbed at the sight of his bare chest.

Mattheo smirked down, “Ready?” Once you nodded he poured the alcohol down his bare torso.

You didn’t hesitate to begin licking all of the liquor off his torso, savouring the way the fire whiskey burned down your throat.

Mattheo couldn’t stop himself from getting hard at the sight of you on your knees for him staring up at him with lusty half lidded eyes. It made him feel things he knew he shouldn’t feel towards.

The crowd wooed and whistled as you finished licking his chest having made sure to not miss a drop.

“Thanks for the shot, Matty~” you purred, winking at him, your cheeks equally as red as his.

You got up from your knees and returned to your spot beside Lorenzo. Once sat, you took a deep breath to calm yourself down.

You hadn’t expected to have gotten so turned on. It felt so wrong to be attracted to Mattheo.. but you couldn’t help yourself when all you could think about was his dark lustful gaze…

Theodore Nott

You and Theodore became friends in first year.

Theodore was a bit of a loner, like yourself so you got along right away.

Because of this, you always paired up together in your classes.

Especially in potions which you both excel at. Unlike your brother, you inherited your mother’s potions skills.

You guys have definitely have bonded over dead moms/parents.

In fifth year you both became more acquainted with Draco and his gang.

It brought you guys out of your shells.

And further ruined your relationship with your brother but you didn’t really care.

You had Theo by your side and that’s all that mattered.

Although you’re “just friends” there’s definitely feelings at play.

Seeing everyone around you get into relationships made you yearn for one yourself.

Since you’re so close with Theo already you couldn’t help but think about being with him.

He’s such a pretty boy, with his hazel eyes, dirty blond hair and Italian accent.

Theodore had a little thing for you phase in third year.

He considers it a phase but the feelings never truly left.

The both of you are way to afraid to confess to each other in fear of ruining your friendship and of the retaliation from your families.

It was a Friday night and the gang had decided to sneak out of the castle to go swimming in the Black Lake.

Somehow the whole gang managed to bypass Filch and Mrs. Norris, even though the lot of you were giggling loudly at each other.

Once out of the main doors, you all ran to the rocky shores of the lake and spread out all of your towels.

Theo sat down and lit up a cigarette with Mattheo, while you took off your (Theo’s) shirt and your pj pants. Revealing your tiny bikini.

Mattheo wolf whistled at you, “Looking good Potter~” he teased.

“Fuck off Riddle-“ you said playfully and rolled your eyes at him.

“Shut it.” Theo muttered to Mattheo as he took a drag of his cigarette.

Mattheo looked at him, a grin spreading on his face, “What was that, Theo? You jealous or something? Don’t like me talking to your girl?”

“I’m not.” Theo denied as he watched you get into the water with Lorenzo, Pansy, and Draco.

He avoided Mattheo’s gaze to look at you and the others in the water.

Theo clenched his jaw as he observed you and Draco play in the water. Jealousy bubbled in the pit of his stomach.

“Sure you are.” Mattheo scoffed unconvinced.

“Fuck off-“ Theo shoved Mattheo lightly.

He took another deep drag of his cigarette in an attempt to ease his nerves.

“Theo!” You called from the water, “Stop smoking and get in the water!” You grinned joyfully at him.

Theo could feel his heart skip a beat at your radiant smile.

“Theo come on!” You called out again.

“Alright alright, bella-“ He chuckled before putting out his cigarette and getting up.

He took off his shirt and jogged towards the water.

You giggled and grabbed his arm to pull him the rest of the way.

There was no way he could let Draco have you…

Lorenzo Berkshire

Lorenzo has prided himself in his academics.

He has good grades in all of his classes.

Except in history of magic. He’s actually failing the class.

Look it isn’t his fault! Professor Binns is just such a bore.

Seeing as Lorenzo was failing, Professor Binns assigned you, Y/n Potter as his tutor.

Lorenzo was pretty happy about having a cute girl tutoring him.

You’ve intrigued him since first year but he’s never had the chance to talk to you.

But now he sees you twice a week for tutoring.

And honestly you don’t get much tutoring done.

Lorenzo is just so engaging and interesting that you just forget about what you’re there to do.

“Merlin, Lorenzo! We need to focus!” You giggled as you realized how much time you spent conversing.

“Oops!” He giggled.

You found yourself easily charmed by the boy. He was very refreshing to hang out with.

He wasn’t like the other Slytherins who gave you the cold shoulder and looked at you sideways.

Exams were in a week and Lorenzo desperately needed your tutoring if he wanted to pass history of magic.

You both decided to increase the amount of tutoring you’d be doing per week in preparation.

It was the day before exams started and your last day of tutoring.

You made the plan to study in his dorm instead of the library as you found the latter to busy. Lorenzo made sure to kick out his roommates and clean up his area in preparation.

You met up in his dorm after class and wasted no time in taking out all of your notes and textbooks out.

“Ok, Lorenzo.” You said sternly. “No more funny business we need to focus.” You sat on his bed.

He sat in front of you, nodding in agreement, “I really need to pass this exam or my dad will kill me.” He said and got his own notes out.

“Alright. I’m going to quiz you on some stuff. Look over your notes and tell me when you’re ready.” You instructed as you organized a few papers.

Lorenzo nodded and began looking over his notes, desperately trying to not get distracted at the thought that you, a cute girl was in his dorm and sitting on his bed.

“Okay I think I’m ready.” He announces after a few minutes and put his notes to the side.

“Okay… question one..” you began.

You quizzed Lorenzo for the next half hour. He was truly trying his best. What motivated him the most was the praise you gave him after each right answer.

“Good job!” “Atta boy!” “You’re doing great!” “That’s right!”

Every single one gave him butterflies.

Eventually he managed to get all of them right.

“You got every single question right!” You exclaimed with a big grin, “ Well done! I’m sure you’re going to pass!”

“You really think?” He smiled shyly.

“Of course!” You said reassuringly.

You checked your watch, you had finished your quizzing just on time.

You began to pack up your stuff, ready to head back to your dorm to do some studying of your own.

“Thank you, for all of the tutoring.” Lorenzo thanked as he helped you.

“It’s no problem at all, you’re fun to tutor.” You admit shyly, “Good luck on your exam.” You bided him before leaving.

Lorenzo watched you leave, making a note to himself to ask you out on a date after exams..

Blaise Zabini

You and Blaise got paired up for a project in potions once.

You both weren’t thrilled because you didn’t really get along.

At least you weren’t paired up with Seamus.

And in a way it worked out well for Blaise because he didn’t have to partner up with any of his idiot friends and have to do all of the work.

You did so well on the project together that Professor Slughorn decided to continue paring you guys up.

Hanging out with Blaise was now unavoidable.

Your interactions went from uninterested, cold and limited to being much more frequent and nicer.

Being much friendlier to each other also helped you work even better together.

“Hey, Zabini? How do you cut these roots again?” You asked quietly, glancing over at him.

“Oh you cut them in half and then..” he leaned over to help you.

You couldn’t help but be shy about the close proximity between you two.

He was close enough that you could smell his piney aftershave and his minty breath.

Not to mention his voice was so deep and smooth as he talked.

You snapped quickly out of it and focused back on what he was saying.

“Oh right. Thanks.” You thanked him and proceeded to cut the ingredient as he instructed.

“S’no prob.” He said, hesitating before leaving your side.

Since you were already doing so much work together, it was easier to just study together as well.

This resulted in you two spending more time together.

The library became you main hangout spot.

Away from his annoying friends who always burst into his dorm asking stupid questions just for the sake of bothering you two.

“Do you understand what question 8 means? I completely forgot what Professor Bins said about it.” Blaise asked, furrowing his brows with a sigh.

“Uh let me see..” you leaned over to read his parchment.

While you muttered the question to yourself, Blaise couldn’t help but stare at your focused face.

You looked cute, bitting your cheeks as you played with a strand of your curly hair. He could tell you had just washed it because you smelled strongly of lavender.

“Um I just wrote down this…” you sat up and grabbed your parchment.

You guys only considered yourselves acquaintances.

Yeah you found each other attractive.

You’re both attractive people after all and you were just acknowledging the obvious ok?

You two truly were oblivious idiots who couldn’t realize you had crushes on each other.

You were headed to what you thought would be another ordinary potions class.

You sat down beside Blaise and took out all your supplies, ready for whatever Professor Slughorn was going to make you guys brew.

After a bit of waiting, Slughorn began his lesson. “Today, we will be learning about Amortentia. Can anyone tell me what this potion does?”

Hermione shot up her hand eager to answer.

“Yes, Miss Granger?” Slughorn picked her.

“It’s a love potion sir.” She answered

“Corrected, ten points for Griffindor!” Professor Slughorn grinned.

He went on about the lesson, talking about the potion’s history and the risk involved with brewing it and its results.

“Now that we’re done with the lesson, I invite you all to come up and smell this batch of Amortentia I brewed just for this class.” Slughorn said enthusiastically.

You watched as your classmates went up and smelled the potion.

It was amusing seeing how many answered with a stutter and returned to their seats with reddened cheeks.

Finally it was your turn and you had no idea what you would smell.

You leaned down to take a deep inhale of the potion and the overhwhelming sent of Pine and mint flooded your senses.

“And what do you smell Miss Potter?” Your Professor asked.

You hesitated before speaking, “Pine and mint sir.” You answered.

Then the realization hit you and your eyes grew wide.

You smelled Blaise.

You blushed in embarrassment and kept your head down as you walked back to your desk.

“Who did you smell?” Blaise asked you curiously.

Before you could give him a half assed answer you were interrupted.

“Mr Zabini! Your turn!” Professor Slughorn announced.

Blaise got up from his seat and approached the potion.

It took a few smells for him to realize what he was smelling wasn’t your scent lingering on him. The potion itself smelled like lavender.

The gears in his head began to turn and it all began to fit. He smelled your shampoo.

He felt his cheeks heat up a bit from embarrassment and he quickly glanced at you.

Class was going to be very interesting…

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Sirius Scolds || Remus Lupin x Potter!Reader

wc: 700 ish\

Cute little marauders blurb, Sirius is the SLIGHTLY mature one here... weird right?

Remus can't help but just accept the kisses you press on his soft skin, his own lips chasing yours, trying to catch them in a kiss. He groans when he fails to do so, finally understanding that you were purposefully avoiding his lips. "Darling what's - oh sod off." He groans, his hands gripping your hips, straddling his own as you giggle, his head finding itself in the crook of your neck, where his lips immediately latch.

Your transfiguration textbook hits the ground with a loud 'thud' that almost has James waking up from his nap in the neighbouring bed. You separate from your boyfriend momentarily, looking at the textbook, a clear reminder that you failed to finish your homework without any distractions. The only thing worse than McGonagall finding out you didn't do her work was James finding out about one his best friends dating his sister.

You readjust yourself on Remus's laps, an arm wrapping around his neck to pull yourself impossibly closer to him, pushing his head deeper into the crook of your neck. His hands wander under your skirt and his big hands grope at your ass, his eyes closed in satisfaction. He detaches from your neck with a 'pop' , one of his hands coming up to the nape of your neck and pulling you close so he can finally get a kiss from you. He immediately takes control of the kiss, his tongue invading your mouth as he starts to grow hard underneath you.

You giggle when you feel his dick pressing up against you, teasingly pressing your hips down against his. You pull away from the kiss slightly, pressing kisses from the corner of his lips down to his jaw and neck, where you start building up hickeys. Remus's breath hitches and his nails dig into your hips, causing you to gasp against his skin.

It was so wrong. So wrong of Remus to have made a move on his best friend's sister in the first place, and even worse to be making out with her in a bed right next to where he slept, curtains wide open for him to see as soon as he woke up. It was only thanks to Sirius, who walked into the dormitory with a loud gasp and came running towards you, wrapping his arms around you and instantly pulling you away from your boyfriend's arms that James missed the view. He had just flipped over in his bed to face the three of you, and was beginning to mutter, his eyes fluttering open before he fell back asleep as though nothing had happened.

Sirius stood over you and a sheepish Remus, both red in the face, still processing what had happened, eyes switching back and forth to look at Sirius and your brother, who slept peacefully. "What were you thinking!?" Sirius whisper yelled. "You think you're hiding your relationship well by humping each other like horny teenagers right next to him!?" You bit back from telling him you basically were horny teenagers as he continued "You think he'll be okay with it if that's how he finds out instead of you guys just telling him?" You bit your bottom lip, hands tugging your skirt back down and looked towards Remus for help.

He shrugged, shuffling closer to you on the bed before grabbing your jaw with both hands and pulling you into a sloppy kiss, a message for Sirius to fuck off. Sirius sighed disappointedly, shaking his head, his hands on his hips while he just stared at the both of you. When Remus pulled away from you, he grinned, then turned to raise his eyebrows at his other best friend. "Well James doesn't seem to be awake now does he?"

But a loud whine of annoyance comes from the bed next to you, incoherently mumbling "Shut up Moony, wanna sleep." You both freeze on the bed, and upon seeing Sirius grin widely, shuffle away from each other, knowing James will be wide awake in mere seconds.

The loud slap against James' naked back echoes in the dormitory and the scream that follows is impossibly louder. You only see a flash of Sirius' curly hair and James' red sweatpants before the room is empty again, heavy footsteps scurrying away as James raced after Sirius.

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[calliopesdiary]

“Super Boy and the Invisible Girl”

based on; superboy and the invisible girl from next to normal!

summary; fem!potter!reader knows while her parents love her, that james will always be their favorite. leaving her wishing she were invisible… until remus lupin comes along.

warnings; just fluff and angst, reader is a potter, reader x remus lupin, cussing here and there, james being oblivious, sirius black being a prick, reader is a ravenclaw, reader struggles with eating, one use of y/n, (i tried guys 😭)

a/n; came up with this idea on holiday! hope you all enjoy 🥐

not proofread or edited

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superboy and the invisible girl

Home for the holidays with the Potters were no joke, bright christmas trees decorated every corner. light tinsel strung across each fireplace. mistletoe hung on the doorways. christmas lights hung on the exterior of the house. but for you, it never felt like “home for the holidays”, it felt more like; solitude for the holidays.

You knew your parents loved you, make so mistake of that. it was just depressing to be able to tell that your parents did indeed have a favorite child. James, The golden child, he could truly do no wrong in their eyes. He was seeker on the Gryffindor Quidditch Team, than there was you, who could only stand to the sides. Story of your life, really. You often wondered what it’d be like to be able to magically appear and disappear whenever she pleased. which— she could practically do if she didn’t talk at all at family gatherings. it felt like your entire family preferred James, it was all; “how’s James’ studies?” or “We are just so proud of James, i mean— he’s a seeker for Gryffindor! couldn’t be prouder, really”. it didn’t bother you— most gatherings, but Christmas at home was just… different

Maybe it was the fact whenever you asked your parents if you’re friends could come for a change, but they would always apologize and explain that they had already spoken with James about his friends coming over, typical.

Maybe it was that you really couldn’t stand Sirius or Peter. but something about Remus was calming, not sure what, but he was much sweeter and calmer than the other three.

“James!!” Euphemia squealed as she practically jumped into him. “Hi, Mom” James’ dazzling smile was annoying to you, but absolutely adorable to Effie. She hugged his friends closely, like they were her own children. and then, You walked into your own house, and all you got was: “Hi sweetie, missed you” She pecked your forehead and smiled, before walking off too soon to ask about Quidditch or his grades, leaving you to stand in the doorway and peer at your house as you slowly traveled up the stairs and went to hide in your room. It was nicely decorated, besides— it’s not like you had much help. You flopped down on your bed, finally allowing the melancholy tears roll down your cheeks, not soon before wiping them away.

he’s a hero, a lover, a prince. shes not there.

You heard a quiet knock on your door. “Come in.” You called, hearing the door to your bedroom creak open softly. “Hey… I just came to drop this off.” Remus held his hand out with a small box resting on his palm. “Who’s this for?” You snickered, gently taking the box. “Well… you, of course” He admitted shyly, “Oh…” You seemed surprised, to his confusion. “You look surprised?” He chuckled softly at your puzzled expression. “I’m not. It’s just— people don’t really give me gifts. But I appreciate it. a lot” He simply smiled, and nodded a soft goodbye, retiring to his own room to presumably unpack. You on the other hand, carefully tore open the package he had given to you, placing the ribbon down gently on the side table. The tiny box revealed a small necklace with a small crystal on the end and a note reading;

“Ive noticed you tend to be forgotten, but I finally thought of something to possibly make you smile.

Happy Christmas, Dove.

Remus”

You smiled— obviously. Possibly the sweetest note you had ever received, not that you received many, But it was special nonetheless. You assumed that Euphemia was probably making dinner. You detested eating in public, it scared you. people watching you while you ate? watching how much you were eating? living hell.

You knew you couldn’t get yourself out of this one. Besides, if not Remus, someone would’ve called you out for it, whether it was your oblivious brother or Sirius mocking you for it, someone would. You quickly slid on some “acceptable” clothes and quietly walked down the staircase, before running back up to clip on the necklace Remus had given you.

“Hi, Dad” You mustered up some sort of smile, not really meaning it but attempting it for him. “hm? Oh! y/n. lovely to see you, dear.” Fleamont replied, clearly occupied chattering with Sirius about recent Quidditch strategies. You sighed, sliding into your usual seat, which was luckily next to Remus. What was this connection you felt with him? probably just comfort, atleast— you hoped. James would go ballistic if you and Remus liked eachother, even if he barely paid any mind to you, he’d still care. eventually, Effie served dinner. It was an array of different meats and vegetables and such. Yet you didn’t grab much, “Are you gonna get any more?” Asked Remus, having a worried expression on his scarred face. “I’m not really hungry.” You answered, “Oh.” He shrugged, he didn’t think much of it, just girls being girls. You ate your tiny portion and opted to say at the table rather than leave, maybe your parents would ask how your studies were.

Fleamont cleared his throat. “So, Boys. How’s everything been going at school this semester?” You narrowed your eyes, taking a sip of water so you didn’t spat something out you’d regret. “Good, so far atleast. Slytherins usually get in the way of enjoyment.” Sirius stated, while you felt your blood boil since you were good friends with some Slytherins, including his own brother, Regulus Black. “Well that’s typical. What about Quidditch? Wins for Gryffindor?” He placed some more food in his mouth. “Won every games this season, Slytherin plays bloody dirty, and the Ravenclaws are to busy shoving their heads in books to be any good.” James replied, knowing full well you were a Ravenclaw, but he must’ve just forgotten that you were there. “They should read some books about Quidditch.” Sirius snickered. “Detentions this semester?” Effie added. “No.. Course not.” Peter blatantly lied. “But we have played some bloody brilliant pranks on Slytherin this year.” Sirius added. “Thats how it’s done, boys!” Fleamont laughed.

I wish i could fly, I’d fly far away from here.

You’d felt it coming, the word vomit. after hours of silence from you, you finally spoke up.

“What about me?” You asked, The entire table falling silent.

“What about you?” Sirius snickered, as did James.

“I- I just didn’t hear that anyone wished to know about how my school year went.” You were done with silence. “Why would we? you probably just sat in your dorm, reading.” James snarled, going back to his food. “So it doesn’t matter that I made top marks?” You inquired, “That’s great, love. But your brother has won Gryffindor wins recently and—“ You cut her off quickly. “And you haven’t gotten a chance to hear him brag for 3 months? forgive me.” You started defensively. “I’m sorry, but i’m not going to sit here and listen to you ask James and his friends how they are and how their studies are when nobody bothers to ask me the entire night.” You absolutely knew that you felt angry, it was just your first time speaking out on the matter. “Quit lashing out, you’re being disrespectful.” Fleamont stared daggers into you. “You know, atleast James has the guts to not pretend to actually love me.” You took a sip of your water while everyone else gasped and took glances at eachother. “How dare you!” James started. “I just want to know why you guys only care about James? what did I do?” You asked, with small tears filling your eyes.

“Oh, Honey. You’re not pretty enough to be this stupid.” Sirius spat

slience.

superboy and the invisible girl

he’s the one you wish would appear

he’s your hero, forever your son.

than there’s me.

You sat up and bolted off, real tears filling your eyes this time. How fucking could he? Time had felt like it froze for the solid hour you spent outside your house sobbing, wondering if they regretted anything. You wondered yourself if you regretted you had said, but you didn’t feel guilty, you felt betrayed. You tried so hard to not believe him, yet you did. The rose bushes swallowed you whole as you laid in the soft grass, sobbing quietly as you heard several people walk past you, attempting to find you. until Remus hovered over you, “Dove, your hiding spots are getting all too simple.” He smirked, clearly attempting to lighten the mood. You sniffed, rolling onto your side to continue your crying. “Shh… Dovie, I hate seeing you cry…” He crouched down to your level, wrapping his arms around your midriff and pulling you up to him as you cried. “It’s okay, baby… everything’s okay… nobody’s mad… please…” He whispered sweet nothings into your ears as his warmth eased your crying. “It’s like the minute James is in the room, nobody cares about me anymore.” You were shaking softly. “They love you, Dove. I love you.” Remus kissed the top of your forehead. “You don’t mean that.” You stated, seeming quite sure of yourself. “I do, please.” He sounded so reassuring, like you could trust in at all costs. “I- Is James mad at me?” You asked, unsure of yourself. “Not anymore, I’m pretty sure Effie talked to him, but I came to find you.” He shrugged, resting his chin on her shoulder. “I shouldn’t have lashed out.. it’s just— I cant stand to be forgotten time after time again.” You admitted, blushing softly as he gently pressed you against him. “Everyone understands, Dove. I think they’d like to apologize.” He grinned at her, since her tears had stopped. “You hungry?” He asked, pulling out chocolate from his jacket pocket. “I don’t know if I really need that—“ You started to protest. “Nonsense, eat.” He practically force-fed you the chocolate. “Thank you.” You giggled softly. “And i think you might need this, too.” He pecked your lips, leaving you speechless. “I could never forget you.” He stood up and practically ran off. “Remus Lupin!” You yelled, darting after him

Looks like someone finally remembered you.

end ☁️

#marauders era #remus lupin #sirius black #fem!reader #marauders #james potter #peter pettigrew #reader #remus lupin x reader #angst with a happy ending #superboy and the invisible girl #potter!reader

[spncvr]

clandestine | remus lupin

summary: hiding your relationship from your brother is starting to become a chore

pairing: remus lupin x potter!fem!reader

warnings: kissing, fluff lmk if i missed anything,, english isnt my first language

a/n: finally i can post (sorry for the bad formatting im not on my laptop!!

FINGERS TIE IN your hair. It’s messy, sweet and clandestine. He tastes of chocolate and smells of cigarettes. Nasty habit, you’ll chide him for that later. You smile — a sweet giddy thing. He can feel it as the edge of your lips lift ever so slightly against his own. His fingers trace your hips, while your hands press against his chest, gently forcing him into the wall as you stand on your toes (tall bastard). His fingers touch your hips. Your feet are beginning to ache, you realize, but you don’t mind, not now.

“We’re going to get caught,” He laughs prying away from your lips, and his chest vibrates softly against your hands.

You chuckle softly, peering up at him through small strands of your hair, “I’ve the most oblivious brother known to mankind. We’ll be fine.” You chase for another kiss going back on your toes.

He backs away slightly, “Yes, well, there isn’t any other way to take this,” he points a finger between the two of them.

You huff, “He’ll have to find out eventually.”

“Not this way,” He says so, so softly, brushing your hair away from your face. He kisses your temple, his lips ghosting against the skin after a while.

You bury your face in his chest, and a small groan muffles itself in it, “I hate that you’re being extremely reasonable.”

“I’m always reasonable,”

“All the more reason to despise you!”

“Despise me!” Remus gasps dramatically, “M’sorry, pretty girl, will a kiss make it better?”

You hum lightly, “Come and find out, then.”

You pucker your lips lightly. You think, that perhaps, he could read your mind because he ducks down this time letting your feet rest on the ground. He cups your cheek in his hand, letting his lips graze softly over yours. His touch against your skin fell illicit yet so awfully delicate.

“Better?” He asks, smiling lazily at you.

“Think I need a bit more cheering up.” You say between small laughs, biting your lower lip just slightly.

And he does.

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[lulahwrites]

Fragile

Sirius Black x Potter!reader fluff

Summary: Sirius leaves home and finds himself at the Potter's, he finds out there's nothing like a shower to wash things away.

Warnings: nudity, mentions of having to leave home, lil bit steamy. it's a bit short and I had no idea how to end it :/

Word count: 0.7k

The first thing Sirius seemed to notice when he was at the Potter's is that he always felt a lot warmer. Of course he'd felt it before but now he wouldn't be going back to his parents house. So for the first time he really acknowledged it.

Despite the dreary conditions and the sad look in his eyes, you had greeted him with a bright smile and invited him in. You didn't even care that he was soaking wet when you pulled him into a hug.

'Mum and dad are out at the minute, James is flying, for some reason.' You informed him, 'I'm sure they won't mind you being here though.'

Sirius nodded at you, taking in his surroundings. He didn't expect you to be here for, which he felt stupid for considering it was your house as well.

'Do you want to shower or anything?'

'Should I take that as insult Potter?'

'Maybe you should Black.'

A teasing smile was shared between you both but knowing it was what he needed you grabbed him some towels and lead him to the bathroom. You told him to put his hand under the water as you fiddled with the heat settings for him.

'That should be ok, thank you,' he smiled softly.

'Of course,' you turned to leave and give him some privacy but he gently grabbed your wrist before you could exit.

'Do you think you could stay?' Seeing Sirius Black being shy was a very rare event. Much like her brother, a cocky smile completed his look. However, now Sirius looked small, like he hadn’t been happy in a while.

You really thought it could have been weird. You thought about declining but you couldn’t bring yourself to tell him no. You push the toilet lid down and sat on it closing your eyes so he could get undressed. You opened them as you heard the the shower curtain close again.

You turned to see his silhouette just standing there, he remained still under the water for another 10 minutes.

‘I can come in, if you want,’ squeezing your eyes shut, praying you hadn’t just made a complete fool out of yourself.

There was a silence that was followed by a, ‘yeah, I think I’d like that.’

With that you undressed slowly, hands shaking and got in with him. Both of you not looking anywhere but each other’s eyes, like you were pretending there was nowhere else to look. You both just laughed at each other, neither of you expecting the evening to go like this.

‘Let me wash your hair?’ You asked reluctantly.

‘Please do,’ he nodded.

You pushed him lightly under the water, watching his eyes close as he was brought under the warmth. You wrangled your fingers through his hair, tugging at any knots.

‘Be gentle Potter, I’m fragile you know?’ He was smirking cockily again. You’d normally roll your eyes but it was nice seeing him back to normal.

‘I hadn’t noticed, not like I’m stuck in the shower with you or anything.’

‘Well you offered,’ he sighed. His shoulders relaxed more, he let you rinse the shampoo out of his hair. For a moment, he took a peak at you watching you concentrate. He felt his heart pinch slightly, he’d never been cared for like this before.

The shower had been sound tracked by sighs of content from both you and Sirius. Getting closer and more comfortable the longer you were in each other’s company. Before you both knew it, you were in his embrace, both soaking wet and smiling. His head resting in the crook of your neck.

He was scrambling for more closeness. Desperate to seek comfort in you, knowing you'd happily satisfying his need.

'You smell so good,' he was practically whining.

'Thank you, I'm having a shower.'

He turned to look your way, you both smiled at each other. Sirius had a lightness to him that wasn’t present earlier that night.

‘You feeling ok?’ Genuinely smiling at him, you were both subconsciously leaning into each other. He nodded, looking at your lips.

‘I am now.’

Your lips met, moving in synch with each other. Your hands moved up his chest to wrap slowly around his neck. His hands tight around your waist, scared he’d wake up and you’d be gone.

He pulled you in closer, one of his hands had been placed at the top of your back while the other was brushing its way up and down your thigh. Breaking apart, noses touching.

‘I should run away more often,’ you laughed at him, shaking your head.

‘You should get out the bloody shower, you’re wasting water being in there with MY sister.’

James back from flying really trusted himself to ruin the moment.

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[omgrachwrites]

The Night We Met (Chapter One)

Pairing: Mattheo Riddle x Potter!Reader

Summary: Over the summer you connected with the boy who is quite literally your twin's mortal enemy. Things start to fall apart in the darkness of the autumn.

Warnings: fluff, swearing, angst, everyone lives au, takes place in 6th year

A/N: Soooooooo, I'm back!! I'm so sorry for being away so long guys! This is the shortest chapter ever so I'm v sorry, I also didn't really know how to write Mattheo 100% as he is complete fanfiction! I hope you guys enjoy anyway and please let me know what you think! I love you all! xxx

Chapter One

Harry Potter was worried about his twin, she’d been so secretive recently, ever since the first week of summer. Harry knew they weren’t kids anymore but Y/N was his best friend and they used to tell each other everything. James and Sirius knew that something was up when Harry mooched into the kitchen.

“What’s wrong?” his godfather laughed as he drank his tea.

“Where’s, Y/N?” he directed the question at his dad, ignoring Sirius. James shrugged as he leaned back in the kitchen chair.

“She’s off playing Quidditch in the woods, you know how she gets when she wants to be alone.”

Harry nodded, he did know but he was still a bit miffed that she hadn’t asked him for a match, “she’s supposed to come with me to Ron’s for tea,” he muttered.

At that moment, Lily walked into the kitchen and kissed her son on the cheek, “well, she’ll be back by that time.”

Harry nodded, forcing a smile for his mum’s benefit, but he just knew that something was going on with her. And, he was worried about her.

You cursed beneath your breath as you all but ran home, you had nearly lost track of time, you had nearly forgotten that you were having tea at the Weasley’s tonight. As you walked through the front door Harry was coming down the stairs.

“Hey, Y/N,” he smiled and you felt your guilt begin to brew in your stomach, “have fun playing Quidditch?” he smiled but it didn’t reach his eyes.

You could tell he was hurt but he’d never admit it, he’d never understand either and you hated doing this to him, “well, I would have asked you to join me but I know how busy you must be pining over Ginny Weasley.”

Harry scoffed as he pushed his glasses up his nose, “you’re my sister, and my best friend, I’m never too busy for you.”

You smiled, “thanks, Harry. I’m just gonna get ready and then we can go to Ron’s,” you traipsed upstairs without waiting for a reply. On the way to your room, you passed your dad, “why did you tell Harry that I was playing Quidditch?” you sighed.

James frowned, “what in Merlin’s name was I supposed to say, Y/N?” he continued when you shrugged, “you are your brother’s best friend and I know he’s yours but you need to tell him before he finds out for himself. Now, I don’t approve but you’re not a little kid anymore.”

“See you later, dad,” you sighed as you walked into your room to get ready.

As you and Harry were leaving the cottage and were walking up the path, Harry groaned out in dismay.

“What’s the matter?” you laughed but Harry didn’t reply or look at you, he kept staring ahead with a scowl on his face.

You followed your brother’s gaze and saw that Malfoy was passing by with his friend Mattheo Riddle, as soon as Malfoy saw Harry, his face lit up with malice, “alright, Scarhead?”

You glared over at Malfoy before glancing at Riddle who was smirking at you, you scowled at him, keeping your eyes on him long enough to see him raise his eyebrow, a smug look forming on his face. “C’mon, Harry just ignore them,” you glared at the Slytherin boys as you pulled Harry away, Riddles smug face in the back of your mind.

Dinner at the Weasley’s was always something to look forward to, Mrs Weasley’s cooking was amazing and you always had a laugh with the big family. However, this year it was different, it was almost awkward, you had to watch your brother try – and fail – to flirt with Ginny. Ron and Hermione were also starting to fall for each other, though they were the only ones who couldn’t see it. You had managed to keep your embarrassment in check until it was time to sit down for dinner.

“So, Y’N, dear,” Molly started, “are you in love yet?”

Ron snorted into his food as your eyes widened and you felt a flush creep up your neck, you shook your head as you looked up at Molly, “no, I’m not.”

“I think Y/N is trying to get onto the national Quidditch team with how much she’s been playing it this summer,” you forced a smile at your brother but said nothing more, and your love life wasn’t brought up again.

After dinner, you decided to leave early and without Harry, usually you and Harry would stay for as long as you could but the guilt in your stomach hadn’t settled yet. It made it virtually impossible for you to be around your friends when you felt like that. It was when you were getting ready for bed that the knock on your patio door came and startled you.

You sighed when you saw the handsome Slytherin boy standing out on your balcony, you padded over and opened the patio door, quickly ushering him inside.

“Mattheo,” you hissed, “what are you doing here?”

He smiled and cupped your cheek with a warm hand, “I wanted to see you before I head back home, I feel like I haven’t seen you as much recently.”

You scoffed and looked away from him, crossing your arms over your chest, “you literally saw me today.”

“For like an hour,” Mattheo sighed and kissed you softly. Your fingers delved into his thick curls as you briefly kissed him back before you pushed him away, “what’s the matter?” he asked, resting his forehead against yours.

“Nothing,” you shook your head, you couldn’t see how this relationship – if that was even what it was – would work at Hogwarts, it was too much sneaking around and you had to keep a lot more secrets at school than you did at home. Also, you didn’t have the heart to tell him your relationship had an expiry date. It really seemed like you were lying to everyone.

“Y/N,” Mattheo started, biting his lip, in that moment he looked so vulnerable as he stared at you with wide eyes, and you almost forgot who he was. Almost. “Can I stay here tonight? I don’t want to go back to Draco’s, you know he’ll be there.”

“Mattheo,” you sighed but he interrupted you before you could say anything further.

“Please, Y/N? I promise I’ll be gone before your parents wake up.”

You cupped his cheeks and fought back tears, “you have to go, everyone is in danger if you’re here.”

Mattheo looked like he’d been gut punched and he pulled away from you so quickly it was like you’d burned him, “right,” he hissed with a nod, “the scum can’t put the perfect Potter’s in danger.”

“I never said that!”

Mattheo sniffed as he wrenched open your patio door, “you didn’t have to. Goodnight, Y/N,” he climbed down your balcony and disappeared into the night.

“Goodbye, Mattheo,” you sighed as you watched him go.

The next morning was an early start and you almost immediately regretted promising that you would meet Ron and Hermione for an early lunch. You could barely keep your eyes open as you shuffled into the kitchen. You had been awake for most of the night half wishing that you had let Mattheo stay. You yawned as you spread butter onto your toast.

“You’re quiet this morning, Y/N,” James glanced at you from the other end of the table.

Harry snickered as he walked into the kitchen, “you say that like it’s a bad thing, dad.”

You scowled at your twin, “fuck you, Potter.”

“Language, Y/N!” Lily gasped but you couldn’t miss the laughter in her voice. Your mum narrowed her green eyes at you, “did you have a friend over last night? I could have sworn I heard you talking to someone.”

You shook your head, refusing to look at your dad, though you could feel him looking at you from where he sat, “I didn’t have anyone over last night, mum,” you mumbled. Lily nodded but continued to regard you suspiciously.

In no time at all, you were meeting Ron and Hermione outside of the ice cream parlour in the blazing sun.

“Hello again,” Hermione laughed as she pulled you into a hug, you grinned as you hugged her back and over her shoulder you waved at Ron.

“Sorry about my mum last night, that must have been embarrassing,” Ron almost winced as you laughed and shook your head.

“Don’t worry about it!” you sat at the table and smiled over at Hermione, “thanks for getting my fave,” you blew her a kiss as you a sip from your iced Butterbeer.

“Ugh, incoming,” Hermione rolled her eyes as she took a sip of her own drink, you could tell by the venom in her voice that it was Malfoy and his band of Slytherins. You didn’t even turn to look until Ron spoke up.

“Bloody hell, look at Riddle’s face.”

You glanced over your shoulder and was filled with horror by what you saw, Mattheo had been badly beaten, he had a black eye and a huge gash in his lip, almost like it had been split open. He looked at you with wounded eyes as he walked past but he said nothing. Neither did Malfoy.

#mattheo riddle #mattheo riddle imagine #harry potter imagine #everyone lives au #mattheo riddle x reader #mattheo riddle x you #potter!reader #fluff #angst #flangst #harry potter #lily potter #james potter #sirius black #draco malfoy #ron weasley #hermione granger

[velvetcloxds]

LITTLE BIRD | S.B.

word count: 2.2k

warnings: mafia!sirius, secret agent!regulus (not related to sirius in this au), prince!james, princess!reader, potter!reader, bodyguard!lily, future prince!remus- when I tell you I want to make this a series sooo badly, I've so many ideas

summary: when your parents go missing and hoards of people are trying to get into the palace to hurt you and your brother, you have no choice but to go and get help from the last person your parents would have you be associated with

There was a vibrant hum in the palace as you walked down the stairs, hearing aggravated groans filled with words that you simply knew they’d have swallowed had you already been in the room. You expected no less in your parents’ absence, everyone wanting to have their say in managing the situation at the gate, nearly hundreds of men and women gathering in angry hoards as they tugged at fencing, threw at windows, and cursed into the air. There were many opinions, always were, however, a queen and her husband missing and leaving her children to command her country while she was indisposed, prompted all the more than usual.

The door to your mother’s office opened from inside, strange faces meeting you as you stepped into the doorway, a silence shivering over the small space as James sighed, almost relived as men backed away from the corner, they’d talked him into, merely bowing their heads in acknowledgment of your presence.

“Ah,” he began and brushed his shirt into place as he nodded towards you. “Little sister, I assume you’ve come to enlighten us on the only right way to handle our little predicament?” he mused, and you knew his tone to have a familiar mix of sincerity yet belittlement to it.

Your brother was an odd creature, unlike either of your parents, unlike you for that matter. Never one for the politics of your home, the weight of your family, much rather cooped up in his room with his paintings, he’d have himself starved yet inspired instead of sitting about the throne dealing with issues of state. He was wise in his personal endeavors, but foolish in his belief that the Potter name held no purpose in his life, despite your shared responsibilities he’d always managed to twist your lives to benefit his own, though admirable for some, it left you plastered in his misfitting shoes.

“Consider the problem already solved,” You began and as if on cue, Lily came stumbling into the room behind you, momentarily stealing the men’s attention before demanding eyes fell back onto you. “Though I’m sure my parents appreciate council being offered so graciously to their children, I can assure you that we are capable of managing our own affairs,” You explained and cleared your throat as you stepped aside, hands folded in front of you as you waited for them to understand your request.

“I think what my sister is far too kindly trying to say, is that our mother fairs well without a bunch of old men telling her what to do and so will we,” James agreed and with a tired shrug he plumped down onto the leather office chair, gesturing the gaping men out of the room with an outstretched hand as he smiled at you. “So, what’re you going to do?” he asked once the room had cleared, assuming you’d miss the way his gaze lingered but a second too long on the woman who hovered at your side, hand resting on her gun halter as she looked at her feet.

“What I always do,” you informed him, allowing an arrogant smile to tilt into your lips, knowing it had no place there yet having no control over it all the same. “Clean up your mess.”

It was not long before you were pulling your coat around your body, ignoring the warnings that Lily was mumbling, a well-known mantra much like the one she’d heard from Regulus when he was training her to be your guard and much like you did to him, you paid the words no mind. You pulled the hood over your head as you reread the map on your phone to guide you in your escape, feet leading you past the staff rooms, through the fire escape that led you right into the hidden gardens where James thought he could smoke in secret.

“Princess, your parents wouldn’t approve of this,” Lily whispered, peering around the lawn as you opened the hidden latch that was made by the very person you were running to see. “Now is not the time to take this risk, not when they’re not here to get you out of trouble.”

“I have no choice, you know that, and they’d know that as well,” you bargained, knowing she had no intentions of making you stay when she followed you out of the gate and to the outside, the shouting and stomping growing louder as the two of you looked around for the car that he’d sent for you.

Not a word more was exchanged on the way from the palace, familiar apprehensive looks shared as the driver kept his eyes on the road, only looking down when his phone chimed with a text from the man in question, you presumed. You were unnervingly accustomed to the entire ordeal, knowing that despite the risk you were taking, the reward would be far greater, worth much more as you considered your choices. Lily was right when she spoke about your parents. You were making your own bed, as they’d taught you to, but they’d never approve of who you were inviting into it. You thought you’d have more time, time to butter them up to what was shaping up to be a yearlong conversation in hope for peace, but you’d never accounted for riots at your front door or death threats with blood stains thrown through your window.

The car eased to a still in front of the cold brick building, a hand on your back guiding you out of the street, away from wondering eyes as you looked back to see if Lily was close behind, the route was no different than before, the unhappy glares and whispered musings of disapproval being of no bother as you waited to be taken to his door.

“Princess,” a voice snarled, and you had no restraint as a frustrated breath left your lips, your mission was brought to a stop as a man stumbled into your way. “It’s been quite a while since we entertained royalty on this side of town,” he noted and you mustered a look of faux surprise, shaking yourself from the grip on your back as you looked him up and down.

“That might be true, but I am not here as royalty.”

“Aye? Who are you here as then?” he persisted and you scoffed, knowing that by the sudden silence that sauntered into the air the man in question was not far from the little scene that’d been formed, disrupting his time.

“My friend,” the thick accent fled through your senses as though it filtered through your veins, his frame begging your gaze to drift to him and it obliged, always did, a teasing smirk on his lips as he looked down at you from atop the stairs. “Does anyone have a problem with that?” he prompted, and it was as though the simple words held piles of threats as the men separated to make room for you to walk.

“Princess,” Lily gave a frustrated scoff as she was stopped at the foot of the stairs. “Be careful,” she insisted before you followed the man of the house to the office that you’d spent many nights hiding from the world, debating a settlement for families only known as foes.

“Sirius,” you sighed, closing the door behind you and smiling when he pushed himself onto the empty desk that sat askew in the corner of the bare room, his eyes trailed slowly over your face, trying his best to decipher why you were there without you saying anything, he had a frustrating habit of doing so quite successfully. “I need a favour,” you breathed after a second that seemed to last forever, squirming slightly under his gaze despite it being far from strange.

“I assumed as much,” he teased, nodding for you to go on as you walked towards him, tugging the hood from your head, fingers moving to ease everything back into place.

“There are people rioting in front of my home, threatening us, promising to kill us,” you began and stilled right at his side, looking down at the city as it lay in the streets, cars pulling up and then pulling away after mere minutes, a notion that you would’ve questioned in the past had you not learned to keep your nose from his business.

“I saw,” he leaned back against the wall to see you again, no doubt missing the smile that dipped into your mouth as he proved without much prompt that he cared at least slightly if you had managed to escape unharmed. “How did you get out?”

“Same way you get in.”

“Clever girl,” he tutted, and you’d have laughed at him if you weren’t to be in his debt in the future. “What exactly do you want me to do, hmm? Riots at the palace seem more like a job for the police, no?”

“They’re wearing your name, Sirius.”

You didn’t know how long you were supposed to pause after that. You were somewhat expecting him to jump to his own defense, half expecting him to accuse you of mistrusting him, yet you knew neither was to happen. Trust was a rather strong word to use for whatever the relationship was that you had. You knew he was true to his word, knew he would not allow you to come to any harm and though your power was much less than his own, you’d try to do the very same for him. Though beyond all of that, you knew that as many troubles lay with your name, there were many that laid with his own. He was a criminal, after all, some of the worst of his kind and you were in his home, begging him to help you when you knew it would earn you heaps of problems in turn. Your mother would have your head, she’d have his too. She didn’t take out his family, his entire line of kin just for you to allow their kind right back into your lives.

“They’re not mine,” he offered, and his hand settled on the table next to yours, tilting his head to see what you were looking at, humming as if to acknowledge your train of thought. “That’s part of our little agreement, is it not? Our little settlement of peace? I may not harm your family as revenge for what your mother did to mine, and you let me make a quick buck off taking out the bad guys the police miss,” he sighed at that, noticing the way you rolled your eyes at his almost mocking tone as he mimicked words that you’d spoken out of serious intents to do good. “Those men are trying to hurt you, Y/n, if they were mine then I’d have them tied and beaten already, you understand that don’t you?”

“Of course, I do,” you sighed, and though you should be very much appalled by his words, you found an odd sense of comfort in his reassurance, smiling with him as he nodded at you.

“Good. Now, do you want me to take care of it for you?” he asked and needed no answer to know that that was exactly what you’d come here for. “I sent men down as soon as you texted me. The gate will be cleared by the time you get home,” he explained and chuckled softly at the shock that sifted onto your face. “You think I’m not the first one to know when you’re in trouble, little bird?  Though, I’ll admit, you were very brave coming all the way here, would not have known you were nervous had it not been for those,” he informed you as he pointed to your shaking hands, you’d hoped your grip on the table would’ve hidden it, but it seems you were very wrong, warmth spreading across your cheeks.  “You’re shaping up to be quite the leader, you know, your mother would be proud.”

“So would your father.”

“Oh, I would not say that, bowing to a Potter is what he regrets most.”

“I’m sure,” you smiled, looking up to the door when Lily stumbled through it, just like before, the same look on her face as she looked between you and Sirius.

“Your parents were just brought home by Regulus and the rest of the CIA,” she explained, holding the phone out to show you the picture of them arriving at the palace and you had to shake your head at the timing, Sirius’ words being anything but empty as there was not a single soul out on front of the place, barely any evidence left behind of the reason for your visit except for abandoned signs and makeshift weapons.  

“I have a new car waiting for you outside,” Sirius announced and shrugged when you looked at him with what any normal person would describe as awe, though you’d never dare to label it as such, merely an appreciation for his capabilities. “I’ll call when you get home.”

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[propertyofrjl]

I thought your Remus story was so cute and your writing is so good so I was hoping to request an image where the reader is either the twin of Sirius or James and there’s a very strict no dating siblings policy. Except, obviously, Remus doesn’t care and they secretly date anyways. And they’re like constantly sneaking around and trying to sneakily do stuff in the room with everyone else because they love the rush of possibly getting caught. Of course they do eventually get caught when everyone accidentally walk in on them in bed together. Either a smut or implied smut with some fluff please <3

Thank you Anon, that’s really sweet. I love this request so much omg, love a good brothers best friend trope I do.

Warnings: implied smut (post sex, hickeys) and some fluff

Remus Lupin x Potter!Reader

Don’t Freak Out

Rain was pounding on the window, grey clouds filled the sky with a gloomy yet comforting feeling and a harsh wind was blowing. While the world outside was chilled and bitter, you and Remus had found a way to keep warm in such treacherous weather.

You’d both decided to meet up for an afternoon rendezvous. Knowing James, your beloved twin, he would flip his lid if he found out one of his best friends was shagging his sister, but luckily he was somewhere on the quidditch pitch right about now, so the opportunity to have a little alone time was too good to pass.

A thin sheen of sweat coated your bodies, sheets tangled round your limbs as you rested your head against Remus’s chest, listening to the sound of his heartbeat return to a normal rate. You felt quite relaxed and very satisfied, the young werewolf knowing your body so well that he left you in a blissed out state of contentment every time. His large hands held you close to his, fingers slinking their way up to trace the purpling marks he’d left across your neck and chest, a proud smile on his face.

“Love seeing you like this, Bun.” You looked up at him with droopy eyelids, the corners of your mouth lifting ever so slightly.

“Like what?”

“All fucked out, covered in these-“ he tapped a particularly large hickey that rested at the nape of your neck. “Y’Look so pretty for me Darling.”

“Not too bad yourself Moony.” You tease, leaning up to press your lips to his. It was lazy, and sloppy, but it was perfect, the lovely cherry on top of your wonderful afternoon together. But it was all shattered by the sound of the door to Remus’s dorm opening, loud boisterous laughter ruining the mood.

It was like all the air in your lungs had vanished, panic setting in as you realised there was nowhere to hide. This was it, James was about to discover the truth, and there was nothing you could do.

“What the fuck is going on?!” James’s voice boomed, bouncing off the walls and making you cringe in annoyance.

“Shit.” You heard Remus mutter as he helped pull the sheets tighter around you in order to keep your naked body shielded from the others. Along with James stood Sirius and Peter, both looking just as shocked, although Sirius began to snicker not long after while Peter’s eyes remained as round as saucepans.

“James, don’t freak out, let’s just talk about this like adults, yeah?” You tried, hands a little shaky as you reached for your wand so you could summon your clothes that were scattered around the room, quite comically you thought as your underwear flew down from the ceiling lamp.

“Don’t freak out? DON’T FREAK OUT?! I’ve just walked in on my best friend defiling my sister and you’re telling me to not freak out!” Sirius’s laughter grew with James’s anger. Remus cast you a nervous look, reaching for your hand under the blankets as James continued to rant about the whole situation.

“Look Prongs this isn’t just sex, we actually love each other.” Remus reasoned, squeezing your hand from under the blanket to try get his point across even more. Your cheeks flushed and your smile was full of love, scooching closer to him and kissing his shoulder tenderly. James watched with disgust and fake gagged.

“This is vile.” You rolled your eyes.

“Don’t be such a baby James, you can be mad about this all you want but it’s not going to stop, so you can either be happy about it and supportive, or you can shut up.” James seemed to be contemplating his choices, before he let out a disgruntled huff.

“Fine, but if you hurt her Moony, so Merlin help you.” Remus chuckled as the three boys went to leave, turning to face you.

“I think that could have gone worse.” He smiled, leaning over and planting a sweet kiss to your cheek.

“Yeh, and now he knows we don’t have to sneak around as much.” You two sat in silence for a little while, realising the change that was about to occur in your relationship, not sure how happy you were about it. Part of the fun had been sneaking around, the risk of being caught, but maybe this change could be good, the next step. Casting you gaze at Remus who was already looking at you, you gave a genuine smile which he returned, leaning forward and this time kissing your forehead. The fluttery feeling in your stomach made you giggle, you were definitely ready for more of Remus.

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[georgeweasleyslostearhq]

Hello, dear author. I really like your stories! I wanted to make a request. How about one for: "being Harry Potter's twin sister and being Fred Weasley's love interest." If you don't want to do it, fine. Thank you for your attention, my goal (with this question) is not to offend you or your work! Love u ❤️

ofc!

I'LL WAIT, IF YOU WANT

Pairings: Fred Weasley x Fem!reader Summary: you're staying at the burrow Warnings: none

"come on Harry, Y/n. hungry for a spot of breakfast?" Molly came in the lounge room, where you and your twin brother sat talking about hogwarts

"very" Harry answered, getting up

he followed Molly into the kitchen and you got up, trailing after them

you looked at the table and you found the only spot was the seat in between Harry and Percy, and opposite Fred

you walked over to the table and took a seat

Fred looked up and smiled at you as he shovelled his eggs onto his fork

you felt the heat rise to your cheeks and you looked away, turning to your brother, who was stuffing food onto his plate

he handed you the plate of eggs and you took it, putting some on your toast

you were staying in the burrow for a couple days so you could go to the Quidditch world cup.

you had a feeling something big was gonna happen that year, you didn't know what, but you were excited

but that wasn't the only thing you had a feeling for, over the past year or so, you slowly developed some feelings for the older Weasley twin, there was just something about him that made you feel butterflies every time you saw him.

but you knew that it was never going to happen, he was two years older than you, he was cool, popular and had almost every girl in his year swoon over him, so why would he choose you? a girl who was two years younger than him, and Harry potters twin.

you were the twin that nobody would notice, the twin that nobody cared about. when people think of Potter, they think of Harry, the boy who lived, the one with the scar.

you didn't have a scar that stuck down your forehead, because you weren't there when it happened, you, in fact were with remus when it happened, you were only a baby, but he took you out for the night because he always wanted a daughter, and he would take you out regularly just to spend time with you.

so, Fred had no reason to even think about you, but you liked to think he did, you'd like to imagine that he felt the same way, when in reality, he probably didn't even remember your name

you were in the middle of eating when you looked up, beginning to stare at the older twin that sat in front of you, who was laughing with his brother who was next to him as he ate.

you took the time to admire his soft features as he had his eyes away from you, distracted by something else

you zoned out and only snapped back when you realised he caught your gaze, noticing you staring at him

your eyes widened as you looked away from him quickly, looking down at your food

Fred and George looked at each other with smirks on their face as they snickered at the scene.

"you alright there, Y/n?" Fred asked you, making you choke on your eggs

you started coughing violently as the eggs went down the wrong way.

"yeah" you choked out, struggling to breath

"George. honey stop joking at the table when people are eating, do you remember what happened to Ron the last time?" Molly looked at Fred with her hands on her hips

"I'm not George, mum. and I wasn't joking, I was seeing if she's alright! what's wrong with that?!" he raised his eyebrows, his hands dropping his silverware

"I'm fine" you mumbled, picking up your pumpkin juice and taking a drink

"that's Fred's pumpkin juice" Ron butted in

you nodded your head slightly as you lowered the glass slowly

"I knew that" you whispered

"so you drank his juice..on purpose?" Ron questioned

"yes, I did" you sighed

"why would-" he started but you glared at him

"shut up Ron" you cut him off

Fred chuckled under his breath as you cursed at Ron.

--

you were sat in the lounge room, talking to Molly when Fred came down the stairs

"mum, the sweater's getting a bit tight, d'you think you could make another?" he said, his sweater with his initial on it on his body, seeming tighter than a just a 'bit'

"course dear, don't worry, i'll start after tea" she smiled

"thanks, mum" he kissed her cheeks before leaving the burrow, joining George who went out a while ago

"why don't you go out with them, I'm sure you'd have fun, dear" Molly insisted

"uh, I'll go out in a bit, I enjoy talking to you" you shrugged

"are you sure you're not just trying to get away from somebody?" she raised her brows

"no, why would I?" you laughed lightly

"i'm not stupid dear, I know what's going on, go out and have fun, there's nothing to do it here" she made you get up and leave to go outside

you sighed as you watched them all play, George passing around a magical spark.

"hello there, love" Fred crept up behind you, grabbing your shoulders making you squeal as he scared you

"stop doing that, it's not funny" you hit his arm, making him laugh

"it's kind of funny, you've gotta admit" he snickered

"it's not, you're going to give me a heart attack" you cursed at him

"oh please, I'm just trying to have fun, no one ever gets hurt" he smiled innocently

"oh really?" you tilt your head, knowing he's lying

"maybe a few but, i'd never hurt you, Love" he nudged you.

the nickname gave you butterflies and you felt a blush rise to your cheeks, that nickname never failing to do exactly that.

"what a gentleman" you giggled

"only for you, potter" he winked

his flirtiness was a natural thing, you knew it didn't mean anything, he did it with every girl, but the way he was so gentle when talking to you made you feel a bit more special, but you knew it was nothing

"can I show you something?" he wondered out loud, his expression showing nothing but mischief

"depends on what" you answered, squinting at him, not fully trusting him

"well just wait and see" he smiled

"you know what? I just remembered that Molly asked me to help with Dinner, so. um, I have to go" you rushed nervously before quickly leaving, running back to the burrow

Fred felt confused, dinner was in a few hours, it doesn't take two hours to make dinner that most of it made from magic, did you just not like him, could you not even bear to be near him?

Fred started to think it was something he did, he began to sniff his shirt to see if it was smelly, but then checked his hair when he found that he smelt nice.

-

you served dinner and sat down, waiting for the others. Molly came over, putting the last couple bowls down on the table, the rest of the family and Harry came in the house, taking their seats, Ron and Harry sitting next to each other in front of you with Percy on the end, ginny on one side of you while Fred took the other.

they all dug in and shoveled food on their plates

"beans?" Fred picked up the bowl, holding out out incase you wanted it

"sure, thanks" you went to grab it but he just served them for you and put them on your plate

"thanks" you mumbled, looking for the mashed potatoes

George passed them over to you and you took it, scooping it onto the side of your plate

"can I have some of that?" Fred asked, holding his hands out for the bowl. you passed it to him and smiled softly when you brushed hands, the cliché blush rising to your cheeks as he looked at you gently

Arther came in halfway through dinner and kissed Molly before turning you

"Potters!" he spoke in excitement "last time I checked you both still haven't told me the function of a rubber duck" he raised his eyebrows

you and Harry looked at each other amused by Mr Weasley

he kicked your leg under the table and motioned for you to answer him

you looked back at Arthur and cleared your throat

"well um, you- you put it in the bath" you stammered

"and what do you do with it?" he asked curiously

"you play with it?" you looked over at Harry for backup and he nodded before stuffing food in his mouth

"you play with rubber ducks in the bath?" Fred asked from beside you

"interesting, and do you think that makes the bath more enjoyable?" Arthur wondered, not letting you answer Fred, who was holding back a laugh

"for some people, yes, mostly kids" you nodded, taking a bite out of your food

"I don't get why it's duck, why isn't it something like a cat?" Fred asked

"when was the last time you saw a cat in open water, Fred" you blinked

"when me and George threw Crookshanks in the lake" he answered quickly

"Fred Weasley!" Molly told him off

"I mean willingly, Fred, you see ducks in water but not cats" you roll your eyes

"well why not a fish?" he proceeded to ask questions

"I don't know, Fred! I didn't invent it, I'm not the one you should be asking" you sighed

Fred chuckled at your response, nudging your shoulder

"I'm only teasing"

-

the next few days were spent rolling your eyes at Fred's stupid remarks, comments, and flirty actions. you wouldn't admit it but it made you laugh, you enjoyed when he would go up to you and say a stupid joke and wink at you

you pretended to be asleep when you heard footsteps coming down the stairs

you were in the lounge room, laying on the couch because you couldn't sleep in Ginny's room, you had gone down because her snoring was getting too loud for you, keeping you up, and as much as you loved Ginny, you didn't love the loud noise while trying to sleep

you closed your eyes and stayed quiet when you heard the person approaching you

it went quiet for a bit and you couldn't tell if they went to another room or not

you kept your eyes closed and you heard a light chuckle

"you bloody idiot, love" you heard Fred whisper from above you, slightly scaring you but you remained still, continuing to act asleep

you heard him bend down and you felt his light breaths fan against your face

"aren't you just beautiful when your sleeping?" he asked himself quietly

you felt his hand go to your cheek and gently caress it

"so peaceful, if only you knew" he whispered, pressing a light kiss to your forehead

he got up and you heard him go to the kitchen, you opened your eyes, confused by what he meant, and listened as the fridge door opened and closed, you heard him take a bite out of something and sat up when he went back to the stairs

"if only I knew what?" you questioned him, watching him as he stepped on the first step, he jumped in fright as he heard your voice, he looked over at you and he froze as he saw you, very not asleep

"what?"

"what did you mean when you said 'if only you knew'?" you tilted your head

he stepped down from the stairs and cleared his throat as he stood there, caught off guard

"um- if only you knew that I hated you" he answered, nodding his head like he was trying to convince himself that that was his reason

"oh, ok" you smiled tightly, awkwardly turning back at the coffee table

if was silent for a while before he spoke up again

"that was a lie, I don't hate you, you just caught me off guard, i thought you were asleep" he said

"ok"

"well, goodnight then" he scratched the back of his head

"night"

he began walking up the stairs before stopping abruptly, you heard him sigh before walking back down.

he came around the couch as sat on the edge of the couch, looked ahead, avoiding your gaze

"yes, Fred?" you spoke quietly

"I have a friend" he started but didn't continue for a while

"good for you" you nodded

"he likes a girl" he continued shortly

"good for him"

"ok, just, he likes a girl that's younger than him, and he doesn't know if he can" he shook his head

"well how much younger is she?" you wondered, growing confused on why he would tell you

"about 2 years, he thinks it's wrong to like her but he said he can't help it" he replied

"ok, well he can like whoever he wants, why are you telling me this?" you blinked, shifting in your seat

"well I want to know what you think, do you think that she's too young?"

"it's only by two years, but, if he likes her and something happens between them, I highly doubt it would go far" you spoke obliviously "what do you think?"

"why do you say that?" he tilted his head as he turned to you, catching your eyes

"well if it does- saying he's your age, which would make her mine- it would last 2 years at most" you shrugged

"how come?" he frowned at you

"because he'll turn 18 and that's not...legal" you answered "why are you telling me this, Fred?"

"no reason" he smiled softly "just wanted to know your opinion"

"alright then"

he got up and stood there, turned away from you, contemplating if he should go or stay a little more, he turned around and looked down at you

"but say he was in love, say he loved her with every bit of him, that she was all he could think about, say that she was what he's longing for, and that if anything were to happen, he doesn't want it to end when he turns 18, what then?" he rushed

"why is this bothering you so much?" you furrowed your eyebrows

"what happens if he doesn't want it to end?" he repeated desperately

"then he can wait for her, I don't know, Fred, what do you think?" you huffed

he rubbed his face frustratedly, the time of night hitting him as he grew tired "I think that I love you, and I just want to know what you think"

"beg your pardon?" you raised your eyebrows

"I love you, and it thought it was weird at first, because you're younger and stuff but, I just- I want to be with you, and if not now, then later, I'll wait, I'll wait for you if you want, I will wait until you're 18 if you'll have me, just say the word" he rambled

"I don't- I don't know what to say, Fred, I- I'd be lying if I said I didn't have a little crush on you, but I just, I didn't think you would ever feel the same" you stuttered

"well it wasn't exactly part of the plan, Love" he laughed

"well if you want to try it, then I wouldn't say no" you shrugged

"only if you want to" he sat down again, reaching to hold your hand

you let him grab your hand and blushed when he rubbed the back with his thumb

"I'd never say no to it" you said again

"well, do you want to go out some time then?" he asked you sweetly

"sure"

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this is so shit

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[ellecdc]

Baaaaabe 😫

Ive been sick for the last couple days, and as always, that first day was horrible. Ive had my brain legit decide it wants to inflate bigger than my skull capacity (long story short, pregnancy 🫡) and i got to re-experience that feeling for the first 12 hours 💀

BUT i came back and i was sooo excited for your updates!! They were soo good (please tell me theres a part 2 to that angst....pls 🥺) And i love our discussions in the comments 🫶

I do have another request though if you have the time love. Another possessive!wolfstar buuuttt..... make reader Jamie's sister (twins?)!! Its troublesome enough for James to keep Sirius' hands to himself, but full moon Rem?? He's a brick wall. Like somethings happening between the 2 and Jamie is chasing reader, then she spots Rem and hides behind him. James tries to reach for her and Rem is just kinda like "???? Excuse me, thats mine. Dont touch. James Fleamont Potter. DONT. TOUCH." without even knowing whats going on. James is incredulous (because thats HIS sister) and Siri is chuckling but it looks like Rem might actually bite Jamie's hand off so he moves between them to seperate them but Rem is also like "ExCuSe YOU??? Also mine. *to siri* dont touch him. *to James* dont touch them or you might not have all your fingers when you wake up!!"

And just the repercussions of this where James isnt allowed alone with either until a couple days passed the 🌕

Hope youre looking after yourself darling 🩵

I love James' sister trope - something about it screams fluff and perhaps a little angst but just in all the best ways. I would imagine his sister to be so much like him: mischievous, funny, and full of love. Thanks for requesting!!!

poly!wolfstar x potter sister!reader

There were quite a few perks that came along with being James Potter's twin sister. One said perk was having a built-in best friend from the moment you came into the world. Another was that whilst you were attending school, you had the benefit of no one being willing to mess with you on account of the company you kept - namely, your brother and his infamous friends who called themselves The Marauders.

What being James Potter's twin sister couldn't protect you from? James Potter.

What could protect you from being James Potter's twin sister? Being the girlfriend of Sirius Black and Remus Lupin.

You and James were leaving Care of Magical Creatures together, heading to meet up with Remus and Sirius near the Greenhouses when one Lily Evans walked by - graciously bestowing James the time of day for quite possibly the first time ever - when you decided that this was the perfect pranking opportunity.

You really couldn't be blamed for what happened next: it truly was a gift bestowed upon you by the great pranking gods, and who were you to deny it?

"Hello, Potter." Lily said, causing James to gasp dramatically.

"Hello, Lily! Beautiful day out today, innit?"

Lily couldn't help but snicker at the sickeningly wide grin that took over James' face.

"Oi, Jamie. I forgot to tell you: mum sent that rash cream you were asking for. She said to remind you it's only safe to put around your anus, not in it." You proclaimed loudly, pretending to read from a 'letter' your mother had sent.

The courtyard became incredibly quiet before what you recognized to be Barty Crouch Junior's laugh echoed the space, triggering the snickering of all those present.

"You are so dead!" James sneered and you didn't hesitate to take off in a sprint - knowing your brother was a mere few paces behind you.

"You slithering little snake! She finally starts coming around - are you kidding me!?" He shouted as you swerved between bodies standing in your way whilst he just barrelled right through them.

Suddenly, you saw salvation in the form of one Remus John Lupin.

Now, granted, Remus didn't always protect you from your squabbles with James. Part of the reason for that was because half of the time you sort of deserved it (much like today), and the other part was that he claimed he didn't know what proper protocol was in sibling relationships on account of him being an only child. Sirius, a brother himself, had no such qualms and always took your side.

However, you knew that the full moon was in a mere two more sleeps, meaning Remus was at his most protective (read: possessive) which did not distinguish James Potter as friend, sibling, nor pack.

Right now: James Potter was only a threat.

And, let's be honest, being James Potter's twin sister, and a girlfriend to Remus Lupin and Sirius black also meant you were mischievous as hell. So you had no trouble using this to your utmost advantage.

You squeaked in terror as you slid behind Remus' lanky frame a moment before James - the bastard - slammed into his form and all but bounced off of Remus. James was admittedly more muscular that Remus, but Remus' height and werewolf strength left him towering above James as the dumb sod picked himself up off the ground.

"What in the buggering hell is going on?" He spat at James as one of his arms wrapped behind him, shielding you from your fuming brother.

"That sneaky little witch just embarrassed me in front of Lily!" James barked, looking like he was still trying to figure out how to get around Remus in order to strangle you.

"Please," Sirius drawled as he walked over casually, "like you need any help in that department Prongs."

You tried to hide your snicker, but from Remus' glance at you through the corner of his eye, you knew he caught it.

"She told the entire courtyard I needed cream for a rash on my anus!"

Sirius doubled over in laughter and you preened when you noticed Remus let out a soft chuckle himself.

"It's not sodding funny you wanker! Lily spoke to me first today! I'm going to kill you!" James snarled, moving his attention from Sirius to you.

As James stepped forward menacingly, Remus grabbed the collar of his shirt. "Prongs, enough." He barked.

Sirius was still laughing when he moved to stand between Remus and James, releasing James' shirt from Remus' fist.

"Okay, down boy." Sirius snarked, patting James' shoulder consolingly.

"Oh, sod off." James muttered, elbowing Sirius as he moved to step away.

You let out a breath you didn't realize you were holding and tried to even out your breathing; lungs still burning from your run.

"You okay, dove?" Remus asked you so gently as he bent down to make eye contact with you. His face screamed love, attentiveness, and care, making you feel slightly guilty for having shoved him in the middle of your tom foolery.

"I'm fine, Moons. Sorry for causing trouble." You answered solemnly.

His face picked up slightly at your words as he pressed a kiss to your forehead. "You wouldn't be you if you weren't causing trouble, love."

Your tender moment was interrupted by a yelp, causing the two of you to turn only to notice James and Sirius wrestling. James seemed to have gotten Sirius into a headlock, and the sod wasn't willing to tap out - still kicking and clawing at James in anyway he could.

"Oi!" Remus shouted as he plucked Sirius out of James' grasp and shoved him in the direction of the castle. James used his momentary distraction as an opportunity to set his sights back on you as he lunged, tackling you to the ground.

"Fuckin' hell Jamie! You weight a tonne!" You shouted, kneeing him in the gut. James doubled over and rolled onto his side in the fetal position.

You didn't even get a chance to right yourself before you were thrown over Remus' shoulder who was still shouting at Sirius to "get back to the dorm. The both of you are staying within my sights for the next foreseeable future" as you all left James with the wind knocked out of him, keeled over on the castle grounds.

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[ddejavvu]

meeting the Marauders as James' younger sister (by like a year) and realizing the crush you have on Remus is bigger than you thought (it developed from hearing about him)?

send me some blurb requests!

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"Dunno what you see in him," James bumped his shoulder into yours, the path to his dorm more terrifying with each step, "You haven't even met him! All I've told you is that he's a nerd."

"I know," You groaned, "That's what I see in him!"

James only chuckled, patting your back gently, "Good luck getting his nose out of his book long enough for him to notice you."

And with that, he flung the door open, stepping behind you to push you into the room first.

"Mates," James paraded you into the room, his hands on your shoulder guiding you there, "This is my little sister, Y/N."

"Y/N!" The one you assumed was Sirius from James's description of him, wavy black hair hanging around his striking face, "We've heard lots about you. 'S nice to finally meet you, we thought James was gonna keep us away from you."

"I should have." James grumbled from behind you, "I swear Sirius, if you get weird with her-"

"Relax," Sirius grinned cheekily at you, sending you a wink, "I'm a saint."

"Yeah," A condescending scoff came from the other bed in the room, a lanky boy who you identified as Remus hunched over a book glancing up at Sirius, "Saint Rita."

"Who?" Sirius raised a single, slitted eyebrow at the boy, and you took a few seconds to drink in Remus's appearance the same way. A loose-knit sweater was hung on his bony shoulders, freckles dotting his collarbones that spread up to his cheeks, where a pair of chunky glasses sat.

"The saint of heartbroken women, Sirius."

You couldn't help it. A loud, incredulous laugh came from you, and you turned your face away from the room to collect yourself. Another threatened to burst from your chest but you contained it, James's hands tightening on your shoulders.

"Oh, that's right. 'S not Sirius I gotta worry about."

You sent a hard kick backwards into James's shin, your brother crumpling behind you with a groan. Though Sirius (hopefully) didn't understand James's not-so-subtle hint, he lit up at your violence towards his best friend, and offered you a high-five.

"Nice kick, Y/N! You're gonna get along great here."

He grabbed your hand after the high-five, leaving James to glare disdainfully up at him as he tugged you towards his bed. You were unceremoniously flopped onto the mattress, bouncing slightly as you caught yourself. Your eyes met Remus's from across the room, amusement alight in his eyes as he watched Sirius begin rambling on about when he'd snuck hair dye into James's shampoo the year before. You sent him a cautious smile, your heart hammering in your ribcage when he sent a sly smirk your way.

James caught it, much to your chagrin, slowly standing and limping gingerly across the room to tower over Remus's bed. You turned your attention to Sirius, but kept an ear out for what James was lecturing Remus about at the same time, nodding politely to Sirius's story.

"Moony, if you try anything, I will drop a match onto your bookshelf."

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[masivechaos]

INFIRMARY

regulus black x gn! potter! reader

Request: yes / no

see the request here!

Synopsis: You had enough of hiding from James your relationship and apparently, elements help you

Warning/content: hurt/comfort a little, kissing, my English

a.n.: 3k words- i hate this one won't be mad if you let it flop (jk reblogs are appreciated)

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You looked left and right, taking a small and quiet step on the wooden floor, wincing as you hoped it wouldn’t crack under your foot. You took sight of the common room, you were alone.

A sigh of relief passed your lips. You took some more confident steps and finally made it to the corridor. Your wand in one hand, a gift in the other, you made your way to the Slytherin common room without appealing Filch or his crazy cat.

You waited in a corner for Regulus to come to get you. Your lips automatically tugged up when you saw his raven hair stepping out of the room. His stare scanned the space before landing on you.

His pace grew faster as he walked to you, he looked around before grabbing your hand that was before holding the wand, which was now in your front pocket, and kissing it softly “Hi, darling”

Your cheeks could only heat up at the simple gesture “Hi, Reggie” he smiled at you and if you ever doubt you loved him, you were sure now. He was so perfect.

He didn’t go off your hand as he dragged you to his dorm, passing by the common room where the only present people were Barty and Evan, who knew about you and kept it a secret and send you a teasing look that Regulus royally ignored, and a random bloke asleep on his homework.

When you were alone, Regulus looked down at the gift you had kept in your grip “What’s this?” he asked confused as you both sat on his bed. That was the good thing about Salazard’s selfishness, every student had their own bedroom and bathroom.

You playfully raised your eyebrows “I don’t know. Open it” you bit your bottom lip, excited to see his reaction.

Regulus tore the paper away and saw what you had given him. “That’s our photos?” he looked at you with a shy smile and you nodded.

“Yes! You asked for them so” you trailed off the last syllable. You and Regulus loved to take pictures together with your muggle camera a friend offered you for your birthday. And you had kept most of them but decided to give them so you could hang them on his wall.

Regulus’ eyebrows knitted together “On my walls?” and you hummed. Your respective brothers didn’t know about your relationship and it was better like this. One would cry and the other would cry because his best friend is crying.

But considering Sirius never came to his brother’s room, you could allow yourself to spread some clues, right? Because James often came to your dorm since he loved to tell you about his attempts to get Lily.

You took a photograph between your fingers, you were both kissing under the snow on it, grabbed a roll of tape in his nightstand drawer and stood on his bed. You cut pieces of it that you stuck behind the photo after making a loop with each one of them and pressed the picture on the wall before releasing it, making sure it stuck well.

“Tadaaa” you said as you proudly show the picture to Regulus. He chuckled and stood up next to you “I think we look pretty good” you said as he looped his arms around your shoulders to keep you close.

He smiled at you softly “We do” he kissed your temple gently and you both spent the rest of the night hanging pictures on his wall.

When you were done you let yourself fall on the bed and Regulus joined you. He wrapped his arms around your waist and hid his face in your neck. You didn’t even need words to understand each other. You just hugged him back, gentle but tight and fell asleep.

:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

You groaned as you woke up to the sound of the alarm, it was way too early. It was one of the inconveniences to have a secret relationship, you had to sneak back to the common room before anyone would be awake.

Regulus moved a bit when you got out of bed “Sorry.” you apologized before kissing his forehead. “I have to go” he sat up, watching you dressing up. You walked back to the bed to give him a final kiss and left the dorm.

You headed to the Gryffindor common room as carefully as the night before. But unless the last time, it wasn’t empty.

You had the nice surprise to find your brother standing there, in his quidditch robes. You closed your eyes if you can’t see him, he can’t see you, right? “What are you doing here?” fuck.

When you opened your eyes you found a confused James standing in front of you. “What are you doing here?” you asked back. You winced, that was such a stupid question, he was in his quidditch clothing.

James raised his eyebrow “Practice?” you let out a sigh “Oh well, good practice” you tried to walk to your dorm but he stopped you “You didn’t answer my question”

You took a deep breath as you turned to him “I spent the night in the infirmary” was the only excuse you thought about.

James’ face fell “Oh. Are you okay?” he asked concerned and you felt a little guilty he was worrying about something fake. But you quickly nodded and rushed to your room, wanting this discussion to finish as fast as possible and wishing James will about it.

But unfortunately, he didn’t. After his practice, when he found his friends he didn’t miss telling them about the incident “I hope Y/n’s fine” he said as he plopped down on the couch next to Peter.

The latter raised an eyebrow as he took a bite of Moony’s chocolate he wasn’t supposed to eat “What happened?” Sirius and Remus turned their head, interested to know.

“Saw them coming back in the common this morning. Said they spent the night in the infirmary” Remus’ eyes widened as he choked on his own saliva “Infirmary?” he said with amusement.

Remus was the only one, with Evan and Barty, to know about you and Regulus. Since he was surprisingly good friends with Sirius’ little brother and happened to walk into the both of you making out he promised not to say anything to his friends with this mischievous smile of his on his face.

So of course he knew you didn’t say the truth to James and he knew his friend was totally oblivious and therefore didn’t understand you lied.

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And James was so oblivious that he didn’t even catch you when you were studying with Regulus.

You were sitting next to your boyfriend in the library, in appearance, you could be considered friends but you still looked close. And James only had confusion painted over his face and walked to the both of you, encouraged by Sirius to do it.

“Why are you both together?” your eyes widened, you weren’t supposed to see them now, they normally didn’t have a free period now.

You swallow “We’ve been assigned together for a potion project” you felt Remus’ gaze on you he peeked at your papers, it wasn’t potion at all. You turned your head to look at him. He was clearly amused by the situation, with his small smile. You shot him a glare that could say ‘don’t you dare to say anything’ to which Remus nodded, still laughing at the situation.

James, Peter and Sirius, who was still a little suspicious, were fast to go but Remus stayed a little longer.

“Spent the night in the infirmary” he quoted with a laugh. You rolled your eyes “I panicked!” you said with a sigh as you slammed your head against the table stronger than you wanted, you whined, exasperated.

Remus smiled at the both of you like a proud father “I still don’t know how they didn’t figure it out yet” Regulus rested a reassuring hand on your shoulder and you groaned at the older boy's intervention.

You were sick of hiding your relationship, to be honest. You wanted to be able to hold his hand in the corridors, to have a date at Madame Puddifoots like every other young couple. But you didn’t know your respective brothers would react yet, you wanted to be sure before telling them.

And Remus knew that and he knew how his friends could be stubborn and hot-heated “I’ll cover you since you apparently are bolder now” he sent you a smirk and left the room.

You let out a long sigh, Regulus touch his knee with yours before resting his hand on your thigh. You looked down and smiled sadly, he knew what you were thinking about. And he was feeling the same, secret relationships could suck.

Your heart tightened, why was it so complicated? At first, it was exciting to be hiding but after months it was just constraining. Your chair moved as you got up, your eyes darted into the library, making sure no one was looking and you leaned in, your lips meeting Regulus’s forehead for a second.

He grabbed your fingers before you walked out of the room, he wanted to find a way to cheer you up. He dug into every space in his mind and found an idea.

When he stepped into his dorm, he rushed to his desk. He wasn’t the best with words but if he ever talked it was sincere and spontaneous and pure, he took a quill in his hand and started to write.

After some minutes, the letter was done. He wanted to make you feel better but he felt like some words weren’t enough so he planned a date.

The next day, he sat next to you during charms and slipped the letter in your bag carefully. He then caught your attention but kicking his foot against yours, your eyebrows knitted together in confusion and you saw a little piece of paper on your desk.

You took it carefully between your fingers ‘Date with me, darling?’ you smiled to yourself as you nodded, obviously you wanted to go out with him. After the class, you waited that everyone leave the room to talk to him.

Regulus looked up at you as you sat on the desk “What do you have planned for me?” you asked with a smug face, he let out a quiet chuckle “Follow me” you liked this more teasing part of Regulus, a part only you could see.

You followed him, asking him where you were going but he refused to tell you. When you finally reached the black lake, you stopped. He turned around, hair in his face as the wind blew against him, he stretched out his hands to point at the grass “Have a seat”

You laughed at his behaviour before plopping down on the floor, Regulus did the same. The urge to put your head on his lap as you would usually do when you were alone was so strong but you had to fight it. But since no one you knew was around you allowed yourself to let your head fall on his shoulder.

That’s how you spent the next hour, just talking about everything and living like a ‘normal’ couple for an instant was genuinely enjoyable. You were grateful he had this idea.

But the moment was interrupted as you received a small rock. You groaned and furrowed your brows before looking up to find Remus standing not so far from you. With a head movement, he showed you James and Sirius behind him.

You thanked him with a smile and got up after dropping a discreet kiss on Regulus’ cheek. You quickly greeted James and walked to your dorm, when you sat at your desk and opened your bag you had the surprise to find a piece of paper.

Confused, you unfolded it and recognised Regulus’ handwriting. It was a sweet and comforting letter, he was telling you about your lives after Hogwarts when he would be away from the toxic grip of his family and your respective brothers would know about you and accept it. It was maybe oneiric but it was what you needed to hear.

You fell asleep with a smile on your lips and a stronger motivation to tell James.

And you felt bolder now, you cared less about being caught. It was Saturday so you decided to invite Regulus to your dorm because none of your roommates was staying for the day it was the perfect occasion.

You waited for him after breakfast and grabbed his hand when he set foot out of the Great Room. He jumped slightly, surprised to find you “You scare me,” he said, a little out of breath.

A laugh escaped your lips as you guided him through the castle “Y/n!” he called from behind you. With a sly smile, you turned around and hummed. “Where are we going? We’re going to get caught!” he whisper-yelled.

“There’s no one! It’s gonna be okay!’ you reassured as you reached the Fat Lady portrait. You mumbled the password and, after verifying no one was in sight in the common room, led Regulus to your dorm.

Regulus never stepped inside it, the more he had done was to wait in a corner in front of the painting. Therefore, he carefully observed the little details in the room, quickly deducing which bed was yours since he saw the pillows and blanket you would bring when you had picnic dates.

You sat on the red sheets, your back against the headboard “I thought we could read” you said as you took the book that was resting on your bedside table. Regulus nodded before resting his head on your lap.

As one of your hands was holding the book, the other was dancing in his dark locks, your fingers brushing the skin of his forehead every now and then. He listened to the relaxing sound of your voice, arousing his ears tenderly. There wasn’t a better place.

His eyes shut and he let a calm sigh, settling further on your knees.

You kept reading for a good hour before a knocking at your door could be heard. You froze. “Who’s there?” you bit on your bottom lip as you pronounced these words, tension building in your stomach.

A muffled but energetic “James!” came to your ears. Your eyes widened as you looked down at Regulus who was as surprised as you were. You weren’t completely panicked though, James finding out was maybe not the worst thing ever. You mostly dreaded Sirius’ reaction.

But it’s not like you had time to think, the door opened wide. James’ eyes fell on Regulus, he had sat up but his hair was dishevelled and his cheeks were pink. With your guilty airs it looked like you have been kissing. You didn’t, but you could have been and that was the problem.

His face scrunched up in confusion and the awkward silence was broken by Sirius's voice “What’s hap-” his voice died in the back of his throat as he saw the both of you.

You immediately felt your face (and whole body if you were focused enough) getting hot, waiting for their reactions.

“Tell me I’m dreaming” Sirius said as he tugged on James’ sleeve. You let out the breath you had held for the last minute, it wasn’t so bad for the moment. No yell yet.

James opened his mouth but no sound came out, but not in an angry way, he was just confused. “There’s something between the two of you?” he finally managed to say.

You peeked at Regulus, asking him with your eyes if you could tell the truth. He let you know it was fine and you glanced back at your brother. “Yeah” you said it so low, he mostly understood by reading on your lips.

The two best friends looked at each other, processing the information. At the same time, Remus and Peter, who, as a very observant person, had figured out since the last time what was happening, were holding their laughter.

But they had the bad idea to glance at each other for a second and they immediately laughed. Their friends looked at them “What’s so funny?” Sirius whined.

Remus swallowed before answering, still grinning “That you didn’t figure it out yet” James’ eyes grew wide and his mouth opened agape.

“You knew?” he asked, not seeing this coming when the scarred boy nodded as he smirked at you. “That’s why the infirmary!” he remembered all the time you gave him fake excuses.

That was a massive chaos. And you had to put an end to it “Hey!” you shouted to the group of friends bickering “Can we talk calmly?” you demanded, feeling Regulus smile proudly next to you.

“I agree” James said as he took a step forward the both of you. “You love each other?” he asked as he wet his lips, you would think he would be maybe angry but he didn’t seem so mad. You were even surprised by his question.

You nodded, slipping your hand into Regulus’s, gripping it strongly. You felt him squeezing your hand back, interlacing your fingers. Even with bad vision and glasses, everyone could see you were being honest, just the way you were super close but were too shy to look at each other.

Sirius let out a long sigh “I just don’t want you to hurt each other. If you fight, I won’t take part because I won’t argue with James” he warned and James nodded.

Obviously, they would need a time of adaptation but you could count on Remus who would scowl at James if he was being dramatic. But in the end, it was what you had always wanted, a sweet boyfriend and a supportive family. You couldn’t wish it better.

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[siriuslyshouldislytherin]

Two Halves of a Whole

(Part 2)

Pairing : Sirius Black × Potter!reader

Summary : Y/N Euphemia Potter is the younger child to Euphemia and Fleamont Potter. James introduces Y/N to his gang on the very first day of her school. As years pass , Sirius Black , James' best mate starts falling hard for his best mate's sister. Will she feel the same or will it be a one-sided love story ? Read more to find out.

A/N: PS: I am gonna publish this in 10 or so parts spanning over the 7 years of their Hogwarts education. I will post the link to the next part in this part when I publish it. So do check it out.

Warning : mention of bruises , wand being pointed to the reader's neck. Overprotective James , Remus being a brother figure , not much for Peter (coz he betrayed and I hate him. )

Navigation / Part 1 / Part 2

Y/N was awestruck by the beauty of Hogwarts. The Black Lake , the giant doors of Hogwarts , the staircases ; everything was grand and new to her.

A middle-aged lady , most probably a Professor took them inside The Great Hall which had hundreds of candles floating in the air. The ceiling was enchanted to look like the night sky. She passed James and his friends as they all gave her a smile.

The Professor stood on the platform as she unfolded the parchment.

"Now I will call the students and accordingly you have to come and sit on the stool. The sorting hat will sort you into your respective houses. "

Then did she notice the ragged looking Hat perched on the stool.

"Potter , Y/N !" The Professor called out her name. Her heart was thumping loudly in her ribcage as if it would break out of the cage. She climbed on the platform and sat on the stool.

"Witty , very witty. Oh yes creative too , Ravenclaw it seems ! But you have an enormous amount of courage. Alright , better be Gryffindor !"

A very wide grin replaced the frown on her face as someone from Gryffindor yelled ," We got the second Potter too !"

She was finally going to be in the same house as her brother.

She ran towards her brother as they had saved her a seat in advance. James ruffled her hair as he spoke ,"finally in Gryffindor. "

"Yes !" She turned to look at the others.

"Congratulations Y/N !" She heard Remus , Peter and Sirius wish her.

Y/N was walking to her Transfiguration class when she bumped into a certain red-head who had just come out of the class , some other Gryffindor students following her.

"I'm sorry. I wasn't watching where I was going." The (y/h/c) haired girl apologized.

"Oh no , don't bother. I wasn't looking. "

The red-haired girl looked at Y/N and said ,"you are the younger Potter , aren't you ?"

"Yes I am. " At times Y/N wasn't quite pleased by being known as 'younger Potter'. She had the sudden urge to tell the red-haired girl to call her by her name but suppressed it.

"You seem pretty decent as compared to your brother. "

"James. What did he do ?"

"He is an annoying toerag. "

Y/N chuckled at those words as the red-head gave her a smile. She heard a distant voice ," Evans ! Wait there !"

"Oh god ! Your brother. By the way , nice to meet you. See you later. Lily Evans. " The girl gave her a quick handshake and walked away as Y/N chuckled and walked towards the classroom.

"Was that Evans talking to you ?" James asked her.

"Yes. "

"I was calling her ! Why didn't you stop her ?"

"You wanted me to stop her ? Why though ?"

"I want to be friends with her. "

"Good luck with that !" She said in a sing-song voice.

"What did she tell you ?"

"James it would be better if you attend your classes this sincerely. It would do mum-dad a lot of favour. Now don't you have DADA class ?"

She saw Sirius at the door frame watching both of them.

"Sirius. Don't you have your classes ? Off you go ! Both of you. "

"Uh-oh yeahh. I-I will go "

He walked towards James , swinging a hand over his shoulder.

"Let's take you to DADA , Potter. "

They both walked off , as Sirius turned around for a moment , gave her a little 'bye-bye' wave and disappeared into the corridor.

By the time November had started , it was starting to cool down. Students had started to use jumpers to keep themselves warm. Library was the perfect place to study for students like Y/N.

It was past 10 in the night. James was starting to get worried of her , including Sirius , Remus and Peter.

"James. I think we should tell Professor McGonagall. " Remus , the most sensible of the group suggested.

"What if she gets scolded by Professor McGonagall ?" Peter asked the group.

"No Pete. We won't let that happen. I think we should go and search in the castle."

"Sirius is right. We should search in the castle and if to no avail we should report to McGonagall. "

"James let us just check once in the girls dormitory first. "

"How Remus ?"

"Just ask some random girl. "

"Nobody is around. We should go check the girls dormitory ourselves ?"

"What - no ! - hey Evans. "

The red-head turned around.

"Yes Lupin ?"

"We need you to do a favour for us. Can you please go into the girl's dormitory and check whether James' sister is in there ?"

Lily nodded and checked up on the girl's dormitories but Y/N obviously wasn't there.

"Where is she then ?"

"We -"James piped in.

"Oh she left me a note saying she was in the Astronomy tower. I remember that ! You can go Evans. Thank you !"

Sirius muttered an over-excited 'thank-you' as Lily eyed him suspiciously but nevertheless retreated to her dormitory.

Y/N saw the time in the library watch as it read 10.21.

"Merlin ! I've missed the dinner too ! James will be so worried about me !" She quickly put away all her belongings and hurried out of the library.

She was walking towards the Gryffindor common room when she heard someone call her.

"It's so pleasant to see young Miss Potter loitering around this late in the castle , also not to mention , all alone , by herself. "

She heard a girl say , she was undeniably older than her , her curly hair giving her a maniacal look. She was followed by a blonde wizard , almost the same age as her. Behind them were two other boys and a girl.

They started circling her as she stood there unkowing of what to do.

"You know Potter , you should be proud of your pure-blood lineage. Didn't your mother and father teach you that ? I saw you having a conversation with that mud-blood Evans today."

"Bella , how would they teach her such important good Manners ! They themselves are - filthy blood traitors -"

"My mum-dad arent filthy blood traitors ! Don't you dare speak a word against them !"

"Perhaps your brother then - my cousin Sirius has been defying his parents ever since he has befriended your blood-traitor brother. "

She pounced at the curly haired girl and tackled her to the ground.

"Don't you dare speak a word about my family ! I won't -" she was pulled up by a girl who held her by her hair.

"No ! Leave me !" Y/N cried out , tears streaming down her face like a waterfall. The girl's wand pressed into her neck ; that spot of her neck turning blue.

"Y/N !" She heard two familiar voices as she tried to turn her head.

The 4 ran near her as the 5 students retreated. She ran towards James and hugged him around the middle. Sirius' heart did drop at the sight of Bellatrix near Y/N.

I love her like a sister , don't I ?

Sirius tried to shrug the uncanny feeling in his stomach.

"Jamie !" She cried onto his shirt.

"So very touching , Lucius !" She heard the girl advance towards them as she saw Sirius and Remus cover her as James tightened his hold on her stroking her head. Peter too , stood besides Sirius and James a few moments later.

"Fighting your elder cousin , are we ?" The girl looked at Sirius , a glint of craziness in her eyes.

"Bella , if you harm her or corner her or try to make her feel uncomfortable in any possible way , then I will make sure that will be the last day you live on this earth. "

She scoffed and went away with her cronies as the trio turned towards the younger girl who was still in her brother's embrace.

"Niff , Niff look at me !" James said to her. She did as she was told.

"Jamie - Jamie - they insulted mum and dad ! And you too ! " She again broke down into tears as his grip tightened on her.

"James , I think we should go to the common room and discuss things there. "

"Yes , lets get under the cloak and head to common room. Niff , stay between me and Remus. Sirius and Peter follow behind us. "

As soon as they reached the common room , the four boys sat her on the couch , James on one side looking extremely worried , Remus looking mildly less worried , Peter looking even less worried. Technically Sirius was freaked out !

Remus noticed the blue bruise on her neck as she said ," Y/N , what is this blue bruise on your neck ?"

"They held a wand to my neck , Remus. " She said , sniffling.

"What ! Who did that ?" James asked.

"The girl who held me by my hair. "

Sirius clutched his wand and dashed towards the door , only to be stopped by James.

"Where are you off to ?"

"To teach Bella and her cronies a lesson. "

"No ! You are not going to do any of that ! Any of you. "

"Why ? They've harmed you. " Sirius said looking at her.

"They were all 6th or 7th years. They know way more spells than you lot. Besides I don't want McGonagall to reduce house points or give you detention. "

"Niff , but -"

"She's right , James. " Remus spoke.

"We all know how nasty Bellatrix can get. They are 7th years and know how to have a proper wand fight. Not to mention the Dark Arts she knows. If we do anything that would provoke her , she might again corner Y/N someday -"

"We won't let that happen. " Sirius spoke.

"We know that Sirius but just keep you calm and don't let her get to you. "

"Anyways Niff , are you alright ?"

"Yes." She gave her brother a smile as he dropped her off near the stairs of the girl's dormitories.

James turned to Sirius and enveloped him in a hug.

"I will always be there for her. "

"We all will. " Remus too piped it as all the four went in for a group hug.

"Thank you , Remus , Sirius and Peter. "

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Tell me why its 00:07 and I came up with another Idea but I’m shite at writing so I wont be writing it just voicing my idea so someone else can be inspired by it

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Can’t Stay Away (George Weasley x Reader) [6/6]

SERIES MASTERLIST

Summary: Christmas Day was the day of gifts and family time, and apparently accidentally cuddling with the person you’re supposed to hate?

Warnings: Some swearing, teasing, confrontational attitudes??

A/N: Well folks, this is the end. I’ve never written a complete series before, so this is a first! Hopefully, this fits all my lovely readers ideas of the ending :) Thank you guys for sticking with this stories, and remember requests are always open!

“Baby, it’s cold outside,”

“Baby? Don’t baby me, Arthur. You must return that chemistry set back to the store!” The familiar voice of Molly Weasley rung through the living area. Wait, why am I in the living area?  Her tone was cutthroat, much too aggressive for the morning. Was it morning? A grey light shone through the window. It seemed to be morning. Christ, my neck hurts.

A beat. 

“Molly look,” 

More silence. 

I sluggishly open my eyes to find Arthur and Molly standing in front of me. I notice a wide smile on Molly’s face. I’m still on the living room couch, where I was last night. I must’ve fallen asleep. Ginny was no longer asleep in my lap, her presence absent completely. Instead, I'm tucked into George Weasley’s chest. He’s still snoring loudly, mouth slightly agape. I fell asleep with George Weasley. I kissed George Weasley. Oh shit. 

Molly must have noticed I was awake, as she approached me slowly. “Good morning dear. How’d you sleep?”

This is embarrassing.

I smiled, trying to bury the embarrassment. “Very well actually; I didn’t realize I was so tired. I don’t even remember falling asleep here, honestly. I guess I was just so excited for Father Christmas. You know me, just so childlike at heart!” I spoke through gritted teeth. George continued to snore softly, remaining still on his place on the couch.

“I don’t think that to be true,” Harry spoke, scaring all three of us. He must’ve snuck down the stairs. “I saw you and George snogging last night!” Molly looked at me curiously, as Arthur stood in shock. How did Harry know? Was Ginny actually awake and witnessed the entire account? I don’t want to be in deep shit with the Weasley’s.

“Harry,” I warned. He smiled, turning on his heels to the kitchen.

“I suppose the giving spirit was in the air last night!” Arthur spoke, kneeling by the fireplace. It was a cold morning, as most winter mornings were out here. Although it wasn’t snowing, you wouldn’t mistake today as a fall day. 

Molly smiled, “I’m so glad to see you’ve given George a chance. Merlin knows how long he’s wanted to ask you out!” Molly’s cheering was loud, echoing off the creaky wooden walls of the cramped home.

“Mom!” A groggy voice behind me whined. You couldn’t help but laugh. 

As the rest of the family makes their way downstairs, the levels of chaos rose. Ginny and Percy were antsy to open the presents labeled with their name. Fred insisted everyone needed to eat first. Harry and Ron had run outside to discover if the reindeer had eaten the reindeer food the pair had left out on the grass. Molly and Arthur found themselves in the middle of the redhead whirlwind. 

I still hadn’t gotten up from the couch. Nor had George! I was still lying on his chest, my hand tucked underneath my head. It was comfy. No doubt about that. His hand was on the small of my back, thumb slowly tracing circles. My shirt was slightly raised, exposing some of the skin of my lower back. Our position wasn’t compromising, by any means. However, it didn’t really leave room for secrecy. Nor did Harry’s comment earlier. Note to self: make sure to slap him on the arm later. He won’t even be able to say he didn’t deserve it. The shit-eating grin that sat on his face showed no remorse or regret. 

Eventually, both George and I found ourselves getting up. Molly and Fred insisted breakfast came before presents. Percy voiced some opposition, but Arthur reminded him of last Christmas. 

Last Christmas was something special. Much like this year, Ginny and Percy insisted we open presents before breakfast. Begrudgingly, the Weasley parents agreed. They learned from their mistake quickly. Ron and Ginny found themselves particularly hangry that morning. It led to intense arguing over gifts and eventually, punches were thrown. Percy was incredibly jealous of Ron’s quill set and picked a fight he wouldn’t win. From then on, Molly refused to even hear the arguments about breakfast. 

The fried eggs and breakfast potatoes were a delicacy. Fred had helped Molly in the kitchen. He’d found a knack for cooking after accidentally acing a potions exam. Since then, he’s been a massive help with his Mother in the kitchen. The potatoes were heaven, many at the table agreed. Ron groaned once the perfectly seasoned starch hit his tongue. I’d have to agree. They were Heaven on a plate.

“These are delicious, Fred!” Arthur cheered, retucking his napkin into his shirt. I’d witnessed it fall twice since he began eating. It didn’t deter him though, he just continued happily and occasionally fixed the misplaced napkin. 

“Thanks, Dad!” 

“So George,” Harry bites his fork aggressively. He has this strange look on his face. His eyebrows are slightly furrowed. His smile has been replaced with a scowl. He’s trying to be intimidating! “How was cuddling with my sister last night? You better have kept your hands to yourself!”

I can’t help but laugh, “Harry, there was no humanly possible way he could’ve kept his hands to himself,” 

“Better have been a gentleman,” Molly added, replicating Harry's scowl. 

“Perfect gentleman, just as I always am. Harry, my hands were only placed on the most appropriate places, promise. Take your sister's word for it,” George was slightly squirmy in his seat. Was Harry’s intimidation tactics actually working? George’s face was dusted with a slight rosy blush. Holy shit, it was.

The rest of breakfast went by peacefully. Now and again, I’d catch a small look tossed in George’s direction from Harry, but nothing crazy. The topic of conversation went back from George and me to Christmas. Ron was raving about how amazing his presents were last year. Ginny was preoccupied with a conversation with her Father about muggle toys. Arthur loved discussing all things muggles, that was no surprise. He found them the most interesting creatures to exist. Christmas time was his favorite. Arthur had a special fascination with how the muggles treated Christmas. Frankly, it was adorable. No shame for it. 

The unhinged childlike attitudes returned once plates were cleaned. Everyone was desperate to open their gifts from Father Christmas and each other. Nobody wasted time, sucking down their juices and eggs before Draco could spit an insult at Harry. 

Harry, Ron, Ginny, and I all bolted to the tree, seating ourselves around the living room. Percy, Molly, Fred, and George filled in the spots we scattered to. Naturally, George found himself sitting next to me. 

“Hi there, gorgeous,” He smiled as he plopped down on the hardwood floor. 

I returned his cheery demeanor, “Morning to you, handsome. Excited about your gift?” 

“My dear, you’re the greatest gift of them all,”

“Gag!” Harry dry heaved playfully. His dark hair was a mess, strands sticking up or down all over the place. He was one to talk, as he looked like a dragon attacked him during his peaceful Christmas Eve slumber. George rolled his eyes, reaching over me to push Harry gently. The two of them chuckled, with filled my heart. George and I have had rocky times; that’s not difficult to deny. However, as times changed so have my opinions on him. It makes me overjoyed to see how Harry noticed and excepted George wholeheartedly. It was a simple gesture. However, it didn’t go unappreciated. 

Before I knew it, Molly began tossing presents around. George had received a few small, burlap-wrapped boxes. That’s how you know it’s from the Weasley’s. Their wrapping preferences were neutral and more conservationally driven. You can reuse burlap and twine for years! Presents from Father Christmas were more extravagantly wrapped. Boxes from the man were proudly representing reindeer and Christmas light bulbs much like the American muggle holiday movies. 

I was next, as Molly tossed me 4 small boxes to start off with. I elected to open the smallest one first, choosing to work my way up the totem pole. The brown box tied with twin rattled when I shook it. As I opened it, I noticed it to be a shiny pair of earrings. I knew they were from Ginny instantly. While at Hogwarts, she’d found a hobby in jewelry making. She and a few Hufflepuff and Slytherin girls sat in the dining hall during lunch and made all things jewelry. The earrings were gorgeous. They were small golden bells, ones like you’d find on the collar of a cat. They jingled too! 

“Thank you, Ginny, these are gorgeous! I can’t wait to wear them! I’m going to try so hard to match them to as many outfits as I can!” I cheered excitedly, holding the small brown box to my chest. 

The other two, medium-sized, boxes contained various gifts. One box, as expected, contained the knitted Christmas sweaters Molly always made. The box also included a small pair of white wool socks. I recall having a conversation with her in the fall, expressing my regret in not purchasing warmer socks while you two were out shopping. I adored gifts like that. She remembered an insignificant conversation and made something from it. The other box housed two brand new scrolls, the ones with silver and turquoise detailing. I had an admiration for intricately detailed things. I am definitely saving these scrolls for important class work!

The larger box was decorated with colorful wrapping paper. Inside, it contained stacks of brand new (not used!) Herbology and Astronomy textbooks. Those two were hands down my favorite subjects at Hogwarts. These weren’t going to go unused!

As time went on, excited ‘thank you’s’ and cheery squeals were shared. The living room was littered with scrap paper and thrown burlap bags. Many of the family members were now wearing their Weasley Christmas sweaters. I quickly tossed mine on, wanting to feel one with the family. Ginny was wearing the new headband Fred had gotten her. Molly was quick to clasp the gorgeous necklace Ginny had made her around her neck. Hugs were shared between Ron and Percy. Honestly, I believe that's the most tranquil I’ve seen the two brothers. 

“Molly, Arthur, I truly can’t express how grateful I am that you allow us to join you on these holidays. I’m touched you purchase Harry and I gifts and try to make us feel included. You guys are our family, related or not,” I spoke, pulling Harry into my side. Our smiles were huge, even though we stuck out from the Weasley family, we considered them to be family. 

Arthur faced me, pausing his Christmas cleanup. “Don’t even mention it. You two are family. It pains me to know what you both have gone through. Ron and the twins are lucky to have friends as lovely as you. Or more than friends, whatever that is about,” Arthur spoke the last sentence to himself However, I heard it loud and clear. 

“I’m so happy you both continue joining us. You two are so lovely, you’re like another daughter to me deary,” Molly hugged me tightly, I felt like I was being sized up by a boa constrictor. 

After the heartfelt moment, Molly was quick to make everyone clean up. With her authority, she guaranteed everyone’s presents were quickly stored away in their rooms. Ginny began assisting Fred to carry his presents upstairs. They always had Christmas agreements. He enlisted her help in exchange for Christmas goodies. A hard deal to turn up, really. 

“At least I won’t have to worry about my Mom not liking you,” George laughed, learning under the tree to get the last present. 

“Same here,” George handed me the gift. It was a larger box, yet thin in width. It was wrapped in brown paper, similar to the paper bags muggle grocery stores used to help you carry your food and other goods. On it, it had the words ‘From: George’ written on it, a heart accompanying his name. “You really didn’t have to get me anything,” 

“Just open it,”

I took the command and ran with it. 

Gently, I tore the paper. The wrapping job wasn’t gorgeous but the attempt didn’t go unnoticed. George really tried. Once I finally tore all the paper, I was left with a black velvet box. On the back, I noticed a small silver hinge. It was supposed to open. He didn’t just get me a box. I don’t know why I thought that in the first place. I felt a tinge of nervousness in my stomach. However, I didn’t let it get to me. Slowly, I opened the black velvet box until it wouldn't let me anymore.

Holy shit.

Inside was a stunning pearl necklace tucked on top of some white silk. The box had a small mirror on the inside. 

“George,” I muttered, my eyes glued to the necklace. After the years of hating him for ruining something he didn’t know about, he tried to make it right. After his apology, his confession of liking me back, and now this, I had already forgotten what he did. He didn’t. 

“I’m so sorry about what I did to your Mom’s necklace. I always wondered why you were always so angry around me. I had no idea. Not until very recently. Please, let me make this right. I know it’s not the same. It’s not your Mom’s. But this one is yours, for what it’s worth,” George said, placing his hand on my knee. 

“I love it,” 

“I know after last night, we’re kind of in a weird place. I actually had this whole cheesy speech I prepared for when I gave you this. I guess I kind of backed out. I really, really like you. I don’t want to screw this up any more than past me already did. I want a restart. No more animosity and anger. I want to treat you right. Buy you flowers and all the corny stuff Ron wishes he could do with Hermione,” 

“Let’s do this then. You gonna ask the special question?

“Will you be my girlfriend?”

“Of course,”

A restart, huh?

Good thing New Years was right around the corner.

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