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moonstruckme · 6 months

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I would love if you wrote something with poly!marauders and they just being so protective over reader. Like maybe they’re at a party and one always has to have a hand on her and just like always holding her drink and watching out for her 🥲 maybe reader doesn’t even notice it because it’s so normal until someone else points it out

Thanks for requesting!

cw: alcohol

poly!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 733 words

“Rem,” you nose at your boyfriend’s cheek. “Sip, please?”

Remus pauses his conversation to pass you your cup. You drink out of it for a moment, but the second it’s lowered from your lips he’s reclaiming it, fingers curled over the rim to keep the top safely covered with his palm.

“He’s so paranoid,” you complain to Sirius, who’s got his own hand wrapped around your thigh and is kneading the doughy flesh absentmindedly. “Where do you suppose James has run off to?”

Sirius takes a languid sip of his own drink, eyes skimming over the faces in the room. “M’not sure, darling. Kitchen, maybe? Oi!” He glares at John Leedy in the corner. “Your girlfriend know you’re looking at other tits like that, Leedy?” John goes scarlet, and Remus looks up to scowl at him too as Sirius stands, offering you a hand. “C’mon, babe, let’s go find him. Moons, we’re going to find James.” Remus nods, still holding your drink as he resumes chatting with the others.

Sirius slings an arm around your shoulders as you walk, casting noxious looks at John over your shoulder the entire way. In the kitchen, you find James sitting on the counter surrounded by half-empty bottles of alcohol and mixers. He’s deep in conversation with Lily and Mary, but his attention swings to the two of you as soon as you enter, his loose, easy grin brightening.

Mary sees it and turns around to find the source, calling you over. “I feel like I haven’t seen you all night,” she says, hugging you. “Want me to make you a drink?”

You nod eagerly, but James seizes up the booze before Mary can get to it. “No way, heavy-hand,” he teases, holding it out of her reach. “I saw you make your own, it’s at least half rum. I’ve gotcha, sweetheart.” He turns to you with an angelic smile. “What’ll you have?”

You give Mary an apologetic shrug before batting your eyelashes at your boyfriend. “A rum and coke, please.”

“Coming up, pretty girl.”

Mary watches his pour skeptically, and Lily scoffs when he puts down the bottle, reaching for the coke. “Okay, that was maybe a teaspoon of rum,” she says. “Think you guys could let her off her leash long enough to have some fun every once and awhile?”

“She’s having fun,” Sirius argues, gripping you around the hips to lift you onto the counter beside James. He pushes up between your legs, giving you a dazzling smile. “Aren’t you, babydoll?”

Laughter bubbles readily out of your alcohol-lubricated throat, and you clench your thighs around Sirius’ middle, giving him a good squeeze. “Whaddya mean, my leash?” you ask Lily.

“I’m just saying, maybe the reason we haven’t seen you all night is because these ones—” She slaps at Sirius’ hand where it roves the curve of your hip, and he pulls it back with a wounded look. “—won’t keep their hands off you long enough to let you go anywhere.”

“Nobody’s stopping her from going where she pleases,” James says. “We’re just keeping an eye on her, making sure she can have fun without anybody bothering her or giving her alcohol poisoning.” He sticks his tongue at the other two girls as he finishes your drink, giving the cup a good swirl to ensure it’s all mixed up, but when he turns to pass it to you, he’s all sweetness. “You don’t mind, do you lovie?”

You take a sip. It’s syrupy sweet and biteless on your tongue. “No,” you say into James’ warm brown eyes, “I don’t mind.”

“She’s been hypnotized.” Mary throws up her hands, but she’s smiling. “There’s no hope for her now, they’ve got her in their thrall.”

You laugh, and James grins at the sound, leaning down to press the tip of his nose to yours. “You agree with them, hm? You think we’ve got you hypnotized?” You press your lips to his, a lightning quick kiss that has your teeth clacking together from your mirrored smiles, and a denial is on the tip of your tongue before Sirius’ hand, the one on the opposite side of you from Lily and Mary, slips beneath your leg. His fingers roam wickedly over skin no one can see, nails just barely grazing your soft inner thigh.

You swallow, words lost to you, and Sirius grins. “I’ll take that for a yes.”

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loveeari · 10 months

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lion man (my little lion man)

Chapter One

Peter Andrew Pettigrew wasn’t feeling the morning at all and was dozing off on a hazy morning at Hogwarts Witchcraft and Wizardry. His friends the marauders weren’t here at the moment and Peter knew where they were. James was on a date with Regulus and Lily while Sirius and Remus were still cuddling in bed.

Why was he awake this early?

Peter didn’t know the exact reason either, but he just couldn’t sleep for some reason. It was their 6th year, the year before n.e.w.t.s and everyone caught the love bug and then there was Peter—poor single Peter with no partner in sight which he didn’t mind.

He knew that he was a mess and didn’t want to drag someone into his mess at all. Peter had been dealing with his Anxiety, Depression, and an Eating Disorder since his third year and never breathed a word of it to his best friends.

Peter didn’t know how to bring that up so he just stayed quiet because what could he say about those topics? It was believed by everyone that Peter loved eating but they couldn’t be farther from the truth at all. Peter finally got up from the table without even bothering to touch his food at all and walked away too somewhere.

He was going to the forbidden forest to a little cave that was a ten-minute walk away from Hogwarts. Peter found that place in his second year when he had this horrendous panic attack and wanted to get out desperately.

Peter purposely made sure the cave wasn’t marked on the map and was a place he could when he felt suffocated by everything. Peter knew that his friends wouldn’t notice him gone for a while. As long as he made in the dorm by curfew they would be none the wiser.

He kept walking zoning out and the next thing he knew he was in the little cave. Peter actually made it comfortable by using runes and warming charms everywhere. He blocked out the cave and strung up some lights with runes. Peter was surprisingly not horrendous at runes as well as some practical parts of magic.

Peter sat down on the bed that he found in the room of hidden things. Something that no one knew about the marauders is that Peter didn’t become friends with them until the middle of the first year. Before that Peter was alone and only had house elves for company. They told him about the room of hidden things and sometimes Peter went there when he wanted a quicker escape from everything.

That’s where he got the bed from and used a shrinking charm which was impressive for a first-year but Peter wasn’t going to say anything about that. He brought out the sketchbook that he had hidden here for the very same purpose. No one knew that Peter loved to draw and that he was really good at it as well as painting.

There were a lot of things that people didn’t know about Peter Pettigrew and he was surprisingly ok with it.

He was sitting crisscrossed and humming a song under his breath. The time slipped away slowly and the next thing he knew his alarm went off again. It was his emergency alarm which he then realized with an oh crap expression on his face.

If he wasn’t back at his dorm in ten minutes, the marauders might throw a search party for him.

Peter prayed that they were too distracted with their significant others and they didn’t notice him at all. It has happened before and maybe it will happen again. Peter was definitely banking on that but he wasn’t always lucky.

He sprinted to the castle and thanked every deity that he was pretty fast on his feet and not unathletic. Peter, contrary to their belief, actually did exercise and was at a decent height. He just covered his physique with baggy clothing because of stuff.

He was panting heavily when he managed to reach the common room and muttered the password. He glanced at the time and winced at the late time which might get questions but fingers crossed he won’t be.

Peter crept into his room silently hoping that all three of his roommates were deep asleep. He wasn’t that lucky when he saw the lights were all on and Remus Sirius and James were staring at him.

Peter cleared his throat, “Hey guys”

James narrowed his eyes, “What were you doing out so late”

Peter shrugged his shoulders, “nothing serious”

Sirius scoffed, “Peter you’ve been gone the entire day”

Remus nodded, “And we couldn’t find you on the map”

Peter looked at them apologetically, “I was in the forest-”

James cut him off, “Doing what?”

Peter stopped the urge to roll his eyes hard, “Don’t worry about it, I just lost track of time I’m fine”

Before any of the three could say anything Peter speed walked to the bathroom. It was way too late to take a shower so he just brushed his teeth, washed his face, and took off his shoes. Peter crept back into the room and all the lights were off thankfully.

He climbed into his bed already awaiting another sleepless night. Peter stared at the stars he put up in his first year because he wanted Sirius to feel less alone. Peter spent all day pasting each and every single one the muggle way and found a charm that kept them glowing.

Sirius teared up and hugged Peter so hard that day but Peter never mentioned it. He was in a state of dozing off and staying awake neither here nor there until his alarm rang quietly. Peter was usually the first to wake up in the dorm and the last person to go to sleep. It’s how it was forever Peter assumed.

“Well this is just lovely” Peter grumbled after rubbing the sleep away from his eyes feeling worse than before. He grabbed his uniform and crept to the bathroom with the lights shut off and well he was used to navigating in the dark. Once Peter got into the bathroom he did his morning routine and put on his clothes after finally taking a shower.

He stared at himself in the mirror and noticed his turning an ashy gray and his blue eyes dimmer and dimmer. Peter could also see he was losing a lot of weight which was Not Good at All.

He wanted to groan but also did not want to face his roommate at all so he ignored it because pretending makes everything go away.

He then quickly walked out and made his way to the kitchens where he usually ate breakfast before he met up with his friends at the great hall and pretended to eat over there. Peter hated eating in front of people because it felt like tiny daggers piercing him with their eyes. Once walking into the house, elves crowded against him and Peter giggled along with them.

Peter absolutely loved staying with the house elves because one thing they didn’t do was judge. He could be just Peter with them and that’s the hardest thing to ever be.

He sat down on the ground because he liked to be at eye level with the elves because he didn’t like looking down at them. The elves have tried time and time again to make him sit on a chair but Peter was steadfast in sitting on the floor eating what meager food he managed to get through his throat into his stomach.

Since it was currently 6:00 in the morning and his friends weren’t going to be at the hall until 8:00 he had time to just sit here and breathe and talk with the elves.

Time passed and unfortunately, Peter had to leave them and he groaned dramatically while Mipsy looked at him dead in the eye, “Petie don’t skip class”

The other elves nodded in agreement and off he went just realizing that he skipped breakfast with his friends and there were now going to be more questions.

Peter hated this with a passion, why couldn’t he be normal and just not get panicky for no reason among other things? Since it was their sixth year in Hogwarts and Peter just loved torturing himself with work he decided on taking Ancient Runes, Arithmancy Charms Potions DADA, and Transfiguration as well as Herbology and unfortunately History of Magic

It was funny when people assumed that Peter was dumb which was kind of funny to think of. Just because Peter didn’t brag about his Academic strength didn’t mean he was stupid. His first class of the day was Ancient Runes which none of his friends took even Remus. They saw no use in the class but well Peter grew up with Runes and loved learning about them.

He wanted to be a curse breaker when he graduated from Hogwarts. In order to become that he had to get O’s in almost everything since it was very difficult to get a job with the goblins since they didn’t trust wizards a lot. He could do freelancing but he didn’t want to break curses for a bunch of rich pureblooded snobs.

Once he made it to class he sat in the middle of the class and doodled.

They weren’t doing anything at the moment since their professor had to do something else. Peter assumed she was catching up on her grading since well she took forever to grade and it irritated him to no end. She wanted all their work on time but she couldn’t grade it on time like what.

His next period came with Transfiguration which he unfortunately had with everyone else. He was going to pretend as if nothing happened which was a perfect way to deal with this situation. Once he walked in the room he could feel the burning gaze of his best mates which he swiftly ignored.

Peter eyed the room and noticed James' seat was suspiciously empty which was odd to say the least. James usually sat with Lily and Sirius and Remus sat together. Peter didn’t mind sitting by himself and told them repeatedly that he was ok with it.

Whenever there was group work Mcgonangall allowed Peter to work with Lily and James or Remus and Sirius which he was perfectly fine with. It wasn’t going to hurt him by being by himself and the positive side was that he could go at his own pace instead of being rushed or stared at whenever he did something faster than people expected him to.

The professors never mentioned it because Peter specifically asked them not but Peter was the top student of their year. People usually mention Lily or Remus but Peter was usually number one or always stayed in the top three in terms of academics and magical prowess.

Because of his demure demeanor and smaller size, people underestimated him and made him seem like some type of luck to his friends which he hated because Peter was friends with them because he was friends with them, he was not running after them for a morsel of attention.

He pretended like he never saw the empty seat by skimming the parchment paper in his hands and sitting where he always sat.

Way far back just like he liked it and he sat down burrowing his head into his hands. Today they were doing practicals about Bird-Conjuring Spells. Which was interesting so Peter knew the movements and he did them without a show. McGonagall never really came to the back and if she did it never was for Peter which he was fine with.

The less attention the better in his opinion.

He had two more classes left, one with his friends which was potions and the other with Remus which was Arithmancy

Peter was getting irritated because why were they starting to care right now? They’ve never cared before but one day he missed curfew without saying anything to anybody they got mad.

He never said anything ever but he knew that Remus was a werewolf and how James and Sirius turned into animagus in order to help him. He knew he was purposely kept out because they wanted to protect him.

Didn’t that leave a bitter taste in his mouth that he realized his own friends probably didn’t even trust him to help his other friend? So Peter did what he did best, ignoring that. He didn’t need to become an animagus and with his luck, he’d probably turn into something gross like a rat so he’ll just stay away from that mess.

He kept his head down in Arithmancy and resolved his fate of being grilled again.

“Why am I so dumb” Peter snarked at himself

After the class finally ended he was prepared to do what he did best.

Ignore it

When he was out of the room his three friends were standing there with narrowed eyes and Peter wanted to groan.

“Leave me alone” he whined to himself inside his head

He still couldn’t get why they cared so darn much but he walked towards them with his head held high.

“Hey guys” He muttered to them as they all made their way to the great hall trying to pretend like nothing was wrong because nothing was ever wrong.

“Peter seriously where were you” Remus asked annoyed

Peter groaned out loud, “Nowhere and it doesn’t matter, please let it go”

Sirius shook his head with his gray eyes burning brightly, “No it matters”

Peter rubbed his eyes with a headache already about to start, “Whatever i’m going to the dorm”

And Peter walked away with James yelling, “What about dinner?”

Peter scoffed, “Not hungry”

And he kept on walking without looking back because that’d be dramatic wouldn’t it? So Peter was walking away normally as one does with his friends seething in the background.

“They’ll be fine” He muttered underneath his breath

He was actually going back to his dorm to maybe attempt sleeping again. Soon he was curled up in his bed with the curtains drawn up close and Peter Pettigrew was still staring at the stars.

#harry potter #poly marauders #protective marauders #peter pettigrew #sad peter pettegrew #completelyau #the marauders suck a little #they get better #i hope

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regeditt · 3 months

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James: i'm so tired of listening to sirius and moony hooking up

Peter: i'm so tired of listening to you and regulus hooking up

James: don't talk about my regulus like that

Peter: no, i meant, in the sense that-

James: it's awfully quiet over on your bed, isn't it?

Peter: ...

Peter: now that was just cruel

#peter has bitches he's just private about them #protective james potter #james potter #peter pettigrew #wolfstar #jegulus #marauders #marauders incorrect quotes #remus lupin #sirius black #regulus black

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severussnapemylove · 7 months

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(Looking at a list of Order members names)

Y/N; “Wait, for real? (looks at Sirius) Sirius Orion Black? Your initials are S.O.B? So you’re a son of a bitch by name and by nature.”

Severus; (chokes on his drink)

#incorrect quotes #My quotes #reader insert #severus snape x reader #anti sirius black #anti marauders #pro severus snape #harry potter universe #protective reader

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y0url0verb0y · 11 months

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*The Marauders in the great hall for dinner*

James: ...

Sirius: ...

Remus looking between the two: ...

Peter: uh soooo how bout that quidd-

Remus: PETER SHH

Sirius slamming his fork down: you mean the quidditch match where prongs KISSED my BROTHER after SLYTHERIN won?!?!

Remus: ...

Peter: ...

James: ...

James mumbling: it's not that deep-

Sirius standing up: not that deep?!?! NOT THAT DEEP?!?! Hold my motherfucking earrings moony

James: -insert loud girly scream-

meanwhile at the slytherin table

Barty and Evan: -laughing uncontrollably-

Regulus hiding his face: ...I hate them both

#james potter #regulus black #jegulus #marauders #marauders harry potter #sirius black #remus lupin #wolfstar #barty and evan #evan rosier #barty crouch jr #rosekiller #peter pettigrew #protective sirius black #regulus is so done #slytherin skittles #somebody pls hold sirius' earrings #sirius is a drama queen

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stareggie · 3 months

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regulus: who hurt you?

james: do you want a list?

regulus: actually, yes.

#james loves regulus #james x regulus #regulus black #regulus being regulus #sunseeker #starchaser #james potter #regulus being a little shit #regulus is mood #fr #he’s protective asf #fight me on this #the marauders #marauders #the marauders era #marauders era #harry potter series #jegulus

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my-castles-crumbling · 2 months

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dreamless sleep - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 175

Sirius Black didn't know what it was like to sleep without nightmares until he was sixteen.

Until, late one night in their fifth year, he and Remus both fell asleep on the couch, too tired from the essay they'd been writing to move upstairs.

It was a mistake. Neither of them had meant to. And yet, when Sirius awoke so early the next morning that the greyish-blue light of dawn still shone through the windows, he was confused.

He was not on his bed.

Instead, he was laying on a firm, warm chest, inhaling the scent of chocolate and spices and safety. Enveloped in the feeling of something distinctly calm.

Remus's arms were around him.

Hardly daring to move, Sirius only sank deeper into the heavy weight of the arms, relishing in the feeling of being so protected and loved.

It was the first time ever he'd experienced a dreamless sleep.

Closing his eyes, Sirius chose to stay where he was. He would worry about what he was feeling later. For now, he was warm.

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villain-crown · 23 days

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Regulus, when James asks him out: I don’t get any nicer than this and some of my needs aren’t easily met.

James, texting Remus later: If he meets my parents on Friday, I can propose on Saturday, and spend all of Sunday absolutely railing him.

James: Looks like I have weekend plans ❤️❤️❤️

Remus, giving up: you know what? RIP when Sirius finds out what you’re doing, but you honestly will deserve it.

#remus is so done #james potter #jegulus #regulus black #starchaser #remus lupin #james loves regulus #marauders incorrect quotes #protective sirius black #jegulus incorrect quotes #sirius black #sirius and regulus

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chasingthestarss · 1 month

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Regulus: How does the look? *spins to show off outfit

Sirius: Horrible wear something else.

Regulus: oh… I thought this was nice.

Remus: Sirius, he is 22 you can’t make him change because his shorts are short.

Sirius: I can to! My baby brother will not be showing off all of his goods!

Regulus: So I look fine? This is just protective older brother shit?

Sirius: I guess…

Regulus: I’ll change, you’re right, only James gets to see me look this good.

Sirius: that made it worse.

#marauders era #dead gay wizards #marauders incorrect quotes #regulus black #sirius black #james potter #jegulus #remus lupin #jegulus incorrect quotes #wolfstar #protective brother Sirius black #regulus pretends to hate it #but he loves it #Sirius black pretends to hate Jegulus #but he is happy for them

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lavender-000 · 3 months

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*in the library*

Regulus: Jamie

James: yes reg?

Regulus: is my face helping you with the potions homework?

James: not really no

Regulus finally looks up from his own work but before he can respond James gives him a look causing the words to get stuck in his throat

James: I'll probably fail but at least I learned about the way your eyebrows furrow when youre struggling on a question, the ways your eyes move gracefully reading over the words of the book, the way pieces of hair fall onto your face and all I want to do is reach and brush it back.

Regulus beginning to blush responded with a quite pathetic 'fuck you potter' truly, going back to his roots.

He shields his face away trying to hide his reddening face. To his failure however, James gently grabs his chin making him look up into those beautiful brown eyes. For a moment they sit there, a pile of abandoned books on the table. For a moment it's just them, Regulus Black and James Potter. An unusual pair who complete each other. Pair who know that there's no going back-

Sirius who suddenly came into existence: JAMES FLEMONT POTTER YOU BROTHER FUCKER!

Just like that their moment was gone replaced with James looking like a deer in the headlights (ironic) and Sirius looking as dramatic as ever. Their love however, remains, it will always remain in every universe, every world, until they grow old it will just be Regulus and James together.

#regulus black #james potter #jegulus #marauders #fic ideas #sirius black #remus lupin #james x regulus #regulus x james #protective Sirius

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moonstruckme · 8 months

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not sure if you’re taking requests buttttt poly!marauders but they’re kinda overprotective bfs and she sneaks out to go to a party with marlene or her girlfriends but they find out and show up at the party 💞

Hi don't worry, I am! I think it should show on the requests page linked in my pinned post, but please let me know if it doesn't, I'm still figuring tumblr out and often mess up! I hope this is alright honey, I tried to go for the angst but honestly the more I write the more suspicious I become of my inability to write our boys being anything other than soft with reader! I'll try to work on it but in the meantime I hope you enjoy this <33

cw: mention of concussion symptoms, including nausea, nothing intense or even very descriptive though

poly!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 906 words

You’re aware that the internet had said you were supposed to avoid bright lights, loud sounds, and movement when Remus had looked it up after an unfortunate fall that morning. Just like you’re aware that when your boyfriends left you at your apartment a few hours ago, they’d been trusting you to follow those instructions. But you’re also aware that the internet had led you all to believe your concussion was mild, and that Marlene only has one birthday a year. Damned if you were going to miss it.

So yeah, you feel a bit queasy as your eyes struggle to track the movement and voices around you, but that’s nothing compared to the contentment of being with your friends. Lily has assigned herself the role of your caretaker, checking that you’re alright every few minutes and shushing anyone who raises their voice too loud around you, and Marlene has attached herself to your side, telling you how much she appreciates you in between beer-scented hiccups.

“And you’re so nice to come tonight,” she’s saying now, brushing her fingers clumsily but sweetly through your hair. “I can’t tell you how much—uh oh.”

You have a premonition of ill fate even before the hair on the back of your neck stands up, and you follow Marelene’s unfocused gaze to the curly-haired boy coming towards you.

“Happy birthday, Marls,” he says, his smile only appearing slightly strained, before he turns to you. “Hey, sweetheart. Let’s go home, yeah?”

“Jamie,” you say quietly, and Lily and Marlene leave the couch to give you as much privacy as a party allows. “What are you doing here?”

“Everyone here’s been posting, and you’re in the background of half the pictures.” His smile slips as he crouches in front of you, disappointment in his eyes. “You know you’re supposed to be resting,” he says softly. “C’mon, let’s go.”

You’re glad that he’s here instead of Remus or Sirius, who surely wouldn’t be as careful about not embarrassing you. James is less stern than the others, and though you feel a bit guilty for doing so, you press that to your advantage.

“I haven’t drank anything but water,” you say. “That’s gotta count for something, right? And look.” You brush your hair behind your ear, showing him the earplugs you’d put in before arriving. “I’m being careful, see? I’m alright, Jamie, and it’s Marlene’s birthday. Let’s just stay, both of us, okay?”

James looks nearly apologetic. “Remus and Sirius are waiting in the car.”

You groan, but allow James to pull you to your feet, waving goodbye to your friends with a pout. He supports more of your weight than you really need him to as he walks you outside, where Remus sits in the drivers’ seat of the idling car. Dread settles, along with dull resignation, in your stomach.

Sirius is in the backseat and you hope James will get in first, but he lifts you in before him, placing you between two of your three upset boyfriends. You can’t look at any of them, allowing James to buckle your seatbelt for you as an oppressive silence, worse than the bass that had brutalized your head inside Marlene’s, stretches out between you.

True to form, Sirius is the first to breach it.

“What the hell were you thinking?”

You sigh. “I’m sorry.”

“You have a concussion! All you had to do was stay home and rest. That website said that lights and loud music—say, the sort of things you’d find at a party—would only make things worse.”

Normally, you’d argue with him. No matter how hopeless it seems, no matter how obvious it is that Sirius is going to win, you can always meet him head-on and at least make your point. But tonight, with your head throbbing and something about your very being feeling fundamentally wrong, you can’t muster up the energy.

“I know,” you say.

Sirius goes silent at the acquiescence in your voice, and he looks at Remus in the rear-view mirror, unsure of how to proceed. James puts a hand on your knee, a tiny gesture of comfort even though he’s upset with you too. The motivation that had driven you to Marlene’s and through the party is wearing off, and you feel suddenly, embarrassingly teary.

“Do you feel sick?” Remus speaks for the first time, and though his voice is calm, the absence of his usual terms of endearment leave no doubt that you’re still in trouble.

You clear your throat of the tears that are trying to clog it. “A little.”

“We’re bringing you to our place to rest.” It’s not a question. “We can go get some things from your place tomorrow, but tonight you can just wear our stuff. Think you can eat something before bed?”

It’s worse that he’s being kind to you. You’d been prepared for a lecture, but being taken care of is worse. It brings the vulnerability you’ve felt since the frightening pain and dizziness of that morning to the surface, and you keep your face turned towards your lap as your eyes become wet. “Yeah, I think so,” you say, and your voice cracks slightly when you add, “I’m sorry.”

Sirius makes a sympathetic, pained sound from beside you, and James abandons all pretense of anger, tucking your head under his chin.

“We’ll talk about it later,” Remus says, a bit more gently. “For now, just try to relax.”

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