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Dig

James Potter x reader words; 1,500+ song; Dig by Ian Munsick warnings; none @loving-and-dreaming for you, pookie <3 I may not know much, but believe wholeheartedly you will find your James. You will find the person that will stay and dig. mwah <3 this very well might be the last you guys will see from me until summer so kisses!

How long are you gonna try to hide your heart?

Girl, you pull me in close, but you only let me go so far

James watched her closely, a determined smirk on his face. He had spent the last half an hour of potions class - much to the professors dismay - coming up with ways to break through her walls.

“I don’t understand.” Sirius broke the silence, his abrupt voice drowning out of the peaceful air in the group.

“What don’t you understand?” Remus asked softly, not sparing a glance from his parchment.

Sirius huffed and pointed his finger in James’ face. James swatted it away with a glare, sticking his tongue out. Sirius grabbed onto his tongue and pulled hard. James yelped in pain as his face shot forward.

“You, I don’t understand you. Y/n obviously doesn’t want you, James. She doesn’t let you in on anything. Do you even know her middle name?” Sirius asked, wiping his hand on James’ shoulder.

James rolled his eyes, “Sod off, Sirius. You don’t understand. She just needs patience and persistence. Both of which I happen to possess.”

Sirius sighed and looked back at his blank piece of parchment, “Whatever you say, Prongs.”

Peter finally looked up from his book, “I think it’s sweet. It shows he cares.”

James smiled at the blonde, “Thank you, Peter. I do care.”

I can see that diamond shining bright, but it's buried in the coal mine dark

How long are you gonna try to hide your heart?

“Nope, I’m staying.” James said, sitting next to Y/n and resting his back against the tree.

Y/n sighed, “James, it’s not that serious. I’m just reading. You can go if you want to. I don’t want to bore you.”

James took the book from Y/n’s hand and looked in her eyes. The swirling brown colors held nothing but genuine love and care. Y/n felt her palms get sweaty and her cheeks heat up. She gulped, resisting the urge to run and never come back.

“You could never bore me. Besides, I’ll be doing the reading.” He didn’t leave time to protest as he opened the book and began to flip through the pages. “Let’s see… ah, here we go.” He smiled proudly as he read from a random page in the book.

Y/n leaned against the tree with a small smile, her heart beating wildly.

Baby, I would dig down

To the bottom of the cold ground

Under the roots of your hometown

Where your skeletons live

Y/n hugged her knees as she watched James with a wide smile. He packed his trunk haphazardly, throwing in random clothes (some of which he hadn’t even worn since first year.) He picked up a jacket and stared at it intently.

“Something important on that jacket of yours?” Y/n asked quietly. He looked over and smiled at her.

“Is it typically cold where you live?”

Y/n shook her head and he shrugged, throwing the jacket in anyways.

“James… you know you don’t have to come, right?” Y/n questioned nervously, her stomach churning.

James shut his trunk and jumped on the top to latch the lock. “Yes, I do. But I want to, so I shall.”

“But my parents- they-”

“Probably as lovely as their daughter.” James walked over and grabbed onto Y/n’s hands gently. “And if they aren’t, I’ll still thank them for bringing such an angel into this world. An angel just for me to love.” He said, kissing her nose softly.

Y/n smiled, “An angel, huh?” He nodded proudly, smiling wide.

Come on, let me show you what I'm worth

Put these never quitting hands to work

I ain't afraid of a little dirt

James rubbed Y/n’s back comfortingly, digging his face into her hair. He rocked them back and forth gently as she sobbed into his shoulder.

“Do you want to talk about it, love?” He asked quietly, his voice full of sincerity. Y/n silently shook her head, her body shaking. He sighed and sat them down on the bed. “Come on, I know it’s hard, but keeping it in won’t help, you know? I’m here for you, and I love you. You can trust me.”

Y/n said nothing, only sobbing harder and throwing herself back into James’ arms. He hugged her tightly, not caring that she wasn’t talking. His words held the same meaning, whether she listened or not. He’d wait years for her answer.

Girl, your love's a gift

And I ain't afraid to dig

I ain't afraid to dig

Can you take me behind blue eyes

And long blonde hair?

What you dream while you cry

Wherе you run when you get scared

“Well, I already know so much about you.” James said with a cheesy smile, a mischievous glint in his eye.

Y/n raised a brow, “Go on.”

“Your favorite color is f/c, it’s the color you wear most and every single keychain on your bag is f/c. You hate pumpkin juice, you prefer cranberry, but it has to be cold. You don’t like flying, it gives you anxiety. Which, by the way, when you have anxiety you fiddle with your necklace or bounce your knee, depends on the situation-”

“How do you know all of that?” Y/n asked suspiciously.

James’ smile softened, “You don’t tell me much, and that’s okay, but I wanna know. So I look, I pay attention. I can be very observant when I want to, you know.”

Y/n smiled slightly, “You really care that much?” She regretted asking almost the moment the words fell out of her mouth, but her disdain disappeared once James winked at her, a permanent grin on his beautiful face.

“Of course I do, angel. You are my world.” He smiled, kissing her cheek. “Mwah.”

Evеry inch I dig gonna make me rich

'Cause I know there's gold in there

Can you take me behind blue eyes

And long blonde hair? Baby, I swear

James softly flicked Y/n’s forehead. “A penny for your thoughts?”

Y/n smiled softly, “They’re worth more than a penny.”

“Ah, I see.” He dug through his pockets and pulled out a discarded chocolate. “Would expired chocolate do?”

Y/n took the chocolate and threw it into the fire, laughing quietly at her boyfriend's pouts.

“It’s okay, I’ll give you a 100% boyfriend discount.”

“Awh, how sweet.” He rested his head on her shoulder. “Now, what’s going on in that pretty little head of yours?”

Y/n laid her head on top of James’. “Everything can just get so overwhelming, you know?”

James hums in agreement. “Yeah, I know.”

“With NEWT’s and everything coming up, I just feel like I can’t breathe sometimes.” Y/n says quietly, not sure how much to share with her boyfriend. She felt glad she could finally talk to someone though, thankful he tried and succeeded in breaking down the walls around her heart, piece by piece.

“I know how you feel.” He grabbed onto her hand. “It’ll be okay. You’re the smartest witch I know - minus my mum. You’ll ace the NEWT’s, then get a good Magizooloigist job and leave me in the dust.”

Y/n laughed, “I’d never leave you behind, don’t worry. I’m pretty sure you’d classify as a magical creature anyway.”

“Oh, really? Tame or hostile?”

“Hostile, for sure.”

James pouted, “Am I at least a cute hostile creature?”

Y/n smiled, “Oh, definitely a cutie.”

I would dig down

To the bottom of the cold ground

Under the roots of your hometown

Where your skeletons live

Come on, let me show you what I'm worth

Put these never quitting hands to work

I ain't afraid of a little dirt

Girl, your love's a gift

And I ain't afraid to dig

James smiled brightly as he handed Y/n the bouquet of flowers. He kissed her passionately.

“Ah, happy two years, love. And happy graduation.” He said happily.

Y/n smiled back, her cheeks hurting slightly, “I love you so much.” She kissed him again, her free hand tangling in his hair.

“Oi! Love birds! Come on, family photo!” Sirius yelled happily. Handing a polaroid camera to a random person. The entire group got together in a huddle and made a funny face at the camera. Everyone cheered with joy once the camera flashed brightly, signaling that the photo was taken.

Sirius thanked the man and took the photo and camera back. He handed the photo around, everyone taking turns to violently shake it in hopes of the picture developing quicker. Once it was fully developed they all huddled around Sirius to look at it. Y/n gazed at it with a genuine smile. Her family.

How long are you gonna try to hide your heart?

Girl, you pull me in close, but you only let me go so far

Her wrinkled finger carefully traced the faces on the old photo. The colors had faded and the side browned, but she could still remember every blurred bit. Even after fifty years, she still remembered the feeling of being there with them.

She gently set the old photo down on her bedside table and switched off the light. She slowly got under the covers and laid down, careful not to hurt her frail muscles. She cuddled into her lover's arms and breathed him in deeply.

“I love you, angel.” He whispered, his voice scratchy.

She smiled, “I love you too, James.”

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aanoia · 2 months

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A Little Cliche

Below is a little teaser of a short (or long) story to be. That is, of course, if I actually decide to write it. The basics of the idea is a little cliche, and overused, but I believe I'd be a good addition to the trope. It's basically the reader (Y/n) is transported into the Marauders universe after falling asleep while reading Harry Potter: The Marauders Saga (totally made that up. If you like the idea, and the teaser, I'll be collecting people for a taglist so like this post and you will be added! If you have any ideas go ahead and comment, DM me, or post a submission! Enjoy!

“Don’t forget to do the dishes,” A woman said with a sigh.

Y/n smiled at her, “I’d never.” She lied before shutting her bedroom door. After a long week of school, chores, and a part time job, all Y/n needed was some reading time and sleep. She happily grabbed her current reread, Harry Potter; The Marauders Saga.

The girl remembered the reveal. Two years ago, she was eating her breakfast when she saw the announcement on Instagram. Y/n danced with excitement and immediately preordered it with the money she had gotten from mowing my neighbors lawn the week before.

Four long months later and the beautiful book finally arrived. That day no one in the L/n family saw the girl. She was in different positions all over my room, reading the book in a single day, and then rereading it the next. She had annotated it until it was unrecognizable. This was Y/n’s book, she loved it.

As Y/n read, she felt the fatigue of the day catch up to her. Before she knew it, sleep had overtaken me. Y/n sat comfortable on her chair, the book open in her lap and the ink swirling around on the paper.

“Y/n, wake up! The train leaves soon!” A deeply accented voice called from the bottom of the stairs.

Y/n stirred slowly and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. She was in her bed, curled up with her blanket whilst the sun shone brightly through her window. She squinted, throwing her arm over her eyes to protect them.

The door to Y/n’s room opened and her mother walked in, she sighed, “Y/n, why is your trunk not packed? We need to leave soon.”

Y/n thought she was imagining things. Last time she checked, her mother did not have an English accent. “Leave for what?” She asked, and was surprised to hear an accented voice come from her lips.

Her mother threw clothes into the empty trunk, “For the train, obviously. Your owl has already left, she shall meet you there.”

Y/n sat up, rubbing her head, “Meet me where?”

Y/n’s mother paused to look at her daughter, “Did you hit your head? Hogwarts, of course.”

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aanoia · 2 months

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Thank you to everyone who got me to 10000 likes!

why is my JAW DROPPED! holy moley, I'm so thankful for EVERYONE!

special shout out to @brocomegetyobitch (beautiful username), congrats for being my 10,000th like! (as a reward, if you'd like a story I'll make one special for you, duh)

and if i could go back to the very beginning and find out who my very first like was I would... but frankly that was a lot of likes ago so, thank you to whoever that is.

thank you all of you for liking and enjoying my work, I appreciate it tons!

#10000 likes #tumblr milestone #thank you #aanoia #marauders era #romance #the marauders #james & peter & remus & sirius #remus lupin #sirius black #harry potter #marauders #james potter x reader

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aanoia · 2 months

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You are sunshine ☀️ and I just feel like someone needed to tell you how brightly you shine on everything around you

omg wait 😭 I don't know who you are but what the heck, this is so sweet. Thank you <3

#aanoia #romance

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aanoia · 3 months

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❀Fan Fics❀

The Marauders Era:

James Potter

❀ Beautiful Boy (@reysdriver) - James struggles to keep his cool when you go into labour.

❀ Lucky Charm (@reysdriver) - James tries to stall because you're running late to his Quidditch game.

❀ Don't Buy Me Flowers (@shadowbriar) - James Potter sees reader who is tutoring a small group of second-year students in herbology (she's good at it) James finds it adorable and the way she helps them make him think that she will be an excellent mother.

❀ Domestic fluff with James (@luveline) - James believes he knows how to clean an oven.

❀ Cheesy pickup line (@luveline) - something like ‘oh wow do I know you??’ ‘No, I don’t think so’ ‘ohhh, I know what it is. You look just like my next lover’

❀ Why do you touch me? (@luvelineline) - You've never had a boyfriend likes James.

❀ James loves to talk (@luveline) - James loves to talk. When the teacher moves him to a different seat, he starts up conversations with his new partner no matter who they are. One day I’m transfiguration he gets put next to the reader and tries to start up a conversation.

❀ Domestic bliss with James (@luveline) - Just heart-aching lovely intimacy.

❀ You're too drunk. (@luveline) - Drunk James and he's like "I don't wanna be your friend"

❀ The aftermath of watching a scary movie at 3am (@reysdriver)

❀ Bodyguard James (@luveline) - bodyguard!James and something angsty like last time except she does listen to him and there are more bad guys than he anticipated and they actually do hurt her/take her but ofc James gets her back eventually and even though she is hurting she is okay because he didn’t get hurt for her this time so she doesn’t feel guilty.

❀ Your Hand Forever (@luveline) - You ask James to pretend to be your boyfriend. He always says yes.

❀ You don't really like me, you just think you do. (@perpetuallydaydreaming) - when James’s feelings do a 180, you find it hard to take him seriously.

❀ You have to kiss under the mistletoe, it’s the rules. (@perpetuallydaydreaming) -Who knew a small bundle of leaves could change everything?

❀ Stop flirting with the nurse, it’s embarrassing. (@perpetuallydaydreaming) - It’s hard to act cool if James’ beautiful, hot nurse can hear his heart rate.

❀You Still Got It (@inkdrinkerworld) - dilf James and milf reader going on a fancy work trip together and leaving Harry home alone so they let him have his friends over and so Harrys trying to get them to leave faster before his friends come because every time they see his mom they just DROOL over her EVERY TIME. but they don't go out in time so his friends are just STARING at her and Harry's just like "Ugh this again 🙄"

❀ Damn Those Onions (@luveline) - James comes home from work and hears reader sniffing and he’s like MY BABY?!?!?!?! proper panicking thinking reader is crying and rly upset but she’s actually been chopping onions.

❀ Umbrellas (@luveline) - Where your daughter's heart gets stolen right under your nose.

❀ Bodyguard James (@luveline) - some mutual pining with bodyguard!james x fem!reader.

❀ Coffee (@luveline) - James where u two are walking and he starts swinging your hands.

❀ Touch (@luveline) - Reader isn't typically very physically affectionate but she doesn’t mind James touching her, and one day she reciprocates and he's all happy and giddy about it.

❀ Bodyguard James (@luveline) - Where you're hyperventilating and James comforts you.

❀ Bodyguard James (@luveline) - James looks like your boyfriend sometimes.

❀ A Star Between Hands (one | two | three | four) (@luveline) - Finding out you’re a princess isn’t half as intimidating as suddenly acquiring a full-time bodyguard. Especially when that bodyguard is disarmingly handsome, charming, and can’t seem to stop flirting with you.

❀ No (@aanoia) - James won't give up until he gets a yes.

❀ Wake up, fall down. (@curseofaphrodite) - James doesn't get drunk often but when he does, chaos follows.

Sirius Black

❀ Her Smile (@kquil) -You've been pestering Sirius to finish his part of your partner project for transfiguration and he's reached the boiling point with you. OR Sirius wants to be spiteful ; you annoy him ; it all backfires ; you're actually really cute.

❀ Ghost Of A Smile (@perpetuallydaydreaming) - Sirius said, “you fall in love with anything with a pulse.” so naturally James proves him wrong.

❀ Winter's only pretty when you're warm. (@perpetuallydaydreaming) - Where the reader goes to visit him in Azkaban.

❀ I Think He Knows (@theemporium) - The five times your secret relationship with your brother’s best friend was almost exposed to him and the one time it was.

Remus Lupin

❀ Stick With Me (@luveline) - Remus getting very distracted by a book and r taking it as the silent treatment and feeling miserable until he realises.

❀ Fury Little Secret (@angelfic) - You find out Remus has been keeping a huge secret from you, and only you.

❀ Calm After The Storm (@angelfic) - The 4 times you hate each other, and the one time you don’t. Alternatively, Remus Lupin is a pain in your arse and yours alone.

❀ I'm Trying To Get Work Done (@luveline) - In which you are trying to get work done but Remus has other plans.

❀ Mouse (@siriuslovebot) - The reader has always had a huge crush on Remus. the girls find out and Marlene accidentally lets it get back to Remus.

Golden Trio Era:

Theodore Nott

❀ That Final Night (@theonotti) - Ten years after the Battle of Hogwarts. Theodore Nott is out of Azkaban. And after years and years of being apart, he's finally ready for the reunion he's been waiting on.

❀ The Way I Loved You (@angelfic) - In which Theodore Nott will do anything to get you to go out with him, but you’re just as stubborn in rejecting him.

❀ Butterfly Love (@talesofadragon) - Despite witnessing the death of his mother and being forced to grow under the watch of his Death Eater father, Theodore Nott is living proof that love and care bloom even in the most barren conditions. Maybe, they flourish even more.

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aanoia · 3 months

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Should I try and social media au with the Marauders?

I've made a few practice ones to get the formatting down and they seem fun.

If you'd be interested, leave some ideas in the comments or in my inbox!

#romance #aanoia #marauders era #the marauders #james & peter & remus & sirius #remus lupin #sirius black #harry potter #marauders #james potter x reader #sirius x reader #sirius black fic #sirius being sirius #sirius orion black #remus x sirius #black brothers #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin imagine #remus

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aanoia · 3 months

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IM SORRY I KILLED HIM?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

Hi, i like your writing!

I've got 2 song request ideas, if you want...

The first one, for Alphaville's 'Forever Young', maybe with James? Y/n doesn't want to grow old and is insecure, but James is really sweet about it.

And the second one for 'Love from the other side' from Fall Out Boy. Maybe that one of the Marauders is in love with someone who is forced on the other side of the war.

Only if you want to ofcourse, and you can also change the interpretation or story. No pressure! <3

I'm doing the second one for now, as I cannot figure out how to write you're first idea without repeating the same thing over and over iykwim. I am gonna write it I just need a bit. Anyway, I hope you like it as I did get a little carried away. No shame though.

Love From The Other Side

Sirius Black x reader words; 2,581 song; Love From the Other Side by Fallout Boy warnings; blood, death, death eaters, voldemort in the flesh, yk, not good ending my masterlist yall i got CARRIED away, i lowkey had sm fun writing it though like i've never really written an 'evil' character and it was amazing. i'll defo be doing it more anyway, if you love a song, the marauders, and my writing, request a song fic and your wish shall be my command. HAVE FUN!

Model house like meltdowns

Still a modern dream let down, it kills me

Sirius knew the risks of dating a Slytherin. But despite everything inside him telling him not to trust the girl, he couldn’t stop himself from doing so. She drew him in like a moth to flame. Unfortunately for Sirius, flames burn.

You know I'm dying out here

What would you trade the pain for?

I'm not sure

“Pads, where is she?” James asked quickly as he shot a spell at a Death Eater.

Sirius did the same, knocking the Death Eater backwards, “I don’t know, James. I’ve got no clue at fucking all.” He said angrily as a soft spell hit his chest and pushed him back. He stared straight at the Death Eater, who simply cocked their head and flew away as black smoke. “What the fuck.” He mumbled, questioning why he was spared.

We were a hammer to the statue of David

We were a painting you could never frame and

“Sirius, I’m so sorry I wasn’t there. Are you all right?” Y/n asked as she burst through the doors of the Potter manor.

Sirius smiled gently at her, “I’m okay.” he said and Y/n let out a relieved sigh, biting back the guilt that was creeping up on her.

You were the sunshine of my lifetime

What would you trade the pain for?

“I need to go.” Y/n said quietly, letting go of Sirius’ hand.

“Again?” He asked. “You keep disappearing. Where are you going?”

Y/n pressed a kiss to her boyfriend's lips, “Not important. I’ll see you later.” She said and apparated away. Sirius furrowed his brow at the small amount of black smoke left behind.

This city always hangs a little bit lonely on me, loose

Like a kid playing pretend in his father's suit

“No, we need to be smarter than that.” A voice said and Sirius ducked behind a bush, keeping in a gasp as he saw a group of Death Eaters in a circle.

“You don’t know anything, girl.”

“I know how much stronger I am than you, Malfoy.” The same voice said and Sirius couldn’t help but recognize it. But how? “How much more worth I have to the Dark Lord. Back off.”

I'll never go, I just want to be invited, oh

Got to give up, get the feeling

Get the feeling, don't fight it, fight it

“Sirius, you’ve been zoning out. What’s going on?” Remus asked as the Order, minus Y/n who had left for personal business again, sat around a wooden table.

Sirius looked up, fighting back the tears, “I think Y/n’s a Death Eater.”

Sending my love from the other side of the apocalypse

And I just about snapped

Don't look back

Sirius stared at the Death Eater he was sure was his girlfriend, raising his wand with his chin held up high as he ignored the chaos ensuing around them. The Death Eater did the same and he scoffed.

“I know it’s you, Y/n. I know you’ve betrayed us.” The Death Eater didn’t respond, instead shooting a spell at Sirius, who quickly created a shield. “Just admit it. You’re one of them.” Spell, shield. “I fucking know it’s you! All your secret outings.” Spell, shield. Sirius took a few steps closer. “Don’t be a coward.” Spell, shield, step. “Show me your face.” Spell, shield, pounce.

Every lover's got a little dagger in their hand

Love from the other side of the apocalypse

Sirius jumped onto the Death Eater, not thinking about the consequences as he ripped the mask from their head. Although he already knew, her face confirming his suspicions made his heart clench and throat tighten.

“You fucking traitor.” He seethed, apparating away before the tears could fall.

And I just about snapped

Don't look back

Every lover's got a little dagger in their hand

Y/n froze on the ground, staring at the spot the love of her life was before he disappeared. Her head snapped to the side when she heard a strangled gasp and watched as her best friend gasped in horror, James pulling her away from the girl as he looked at her sadly before disappearing with his sobbing wife. Remus shook his head at her, tears in his eyes as well as his figure vanished.

Y/n laid down on the ground, completely emotionless. The only indicator of her feelings was the lone tear that slid down her cheek and soaked into her hair.

Generation sleep

I'm falling in and out of love

I'm getting that tilted feeling out here

“You let them figure you out?” Malfoy sneered at Y/n who rolled her eyes.

“Now, now, Lucius. Let poor Y/n have a moment to mourn, she did just lose the love of her life.” Voldemort jeered. It was as if she had been stabbed in the heart as she shook her head.

“I don’t care.” She said, her voice steady.

Voldemort nodded, a nasty smile coming across his face, “Delightful.”

What would you trade the pain for?

I'm not sure

“No.” Frank Longbottom said, refusing to believe the news.

“Y/n?” His wife, Alice, asked quietly.

Nowhere left for us to go but heaven

A summer falling through our fingers again and

James nodded, “Yes. Y/n has unfortunately joined the Death Eaters, actually, we believe she was a Death Eater before she was a member of the Order. So that means any plans we already had, will need to change-”

“Any plans they already had, will change.” Y/n repeated to the group.

“We need to change where we meet.”

“They’ll change where they meet.”

“We need new members.”

“They’ll recruit new members.”

“Anything to stay one step ahead of them.”

“They’ll do anything to stay a step ahead of us, without knowing we’re already three steps ahead.”

You were the sunshine of my lifetime

What would you trade the pain for?

Y/n sighed as she racked her brain, parchment in front of her and quill in hand. Where would they go next? Slowly, other thoughts crept in. Do I know what I’m even doing? Am I making the right choice, or fucking up royally? What about Sirius? When did my act become real life with him? When did I actually start loving him?

I shook the thoughts away as a lightbulb went off. The abandoned Black Manor. Bingo. That had to be where they’d meet next. I wrote down the address on the parchment and stood to bring it to everyone but froze at the door. Should I really do this?

We're told we gotta get ahead, yeah, no matter what it takes

But there's no way off the hamster wheel on this rat race

Sirius held his breath as he waited to ambush the Death Eaters. They had figured out about the mini meeting being held, and brought the better part of the Order to out number them and attack. He only hoped Y/n wouldn’t be there, because he didn’t know what would happen. He didn’t know if he would kill her or kiss her and beg her to come back to the light.

James gave Sirius the signal and he immediately shot a spell down, alerting the Death Eaters of their presence. Frank jumped down from where he was hiding and shot a spell at a Death Eater, knocking them backwards. As the big fight began, one of the Death Eaters whistled loudly and black smoke filled the area. What? They knew? How?

He spotted Y/n taking down one of the members of the Order and it clicked. They might have completely changed their plans, but their strategy stayed the same, and she knew it by heart. Because she created it.

I'll never go, I just want to be invited, oh

Got to give up, get the feeling

Get the feeling, don't fight it, fight it

“James, are you alright?” Lily asked, looking over her husband as he smiled and placed his hand on her baby bump, pressing a small kiss to her cheek.

“I’m okay. They knew about the ambush, and just ambushed us back.” He explained and she nodded sadly, knowing exactly who the culprit of their knowledge was.

Sirius shook in anger and grabbed a glass that rested on the table. He threw it hard at the wall, refraining from screaming his head off for no apparent reason. Lily gasped and James stepped in front of her protectively.

“No matter what we do, with her on their side, we will never win.”

Sending my love from the other side of the apocalypse

And I just about snapped

Don't look back

“What happened?” Y/n seethed, her wand pointed threateningly to a random Death Eater.

“The boy, he couldn’t be killed.” The Death Eater explained, his voice shaking.

“And the parents?”

“Dead.” Y/n shuddered, refraining from breaking down knowing people who used to be so important to her ceased to exist.

“The Dark Lord?”

“Not dead, but almost.”

Y/n nodded, “We’ll heal him, until then I’ll keep an eye on the boy as he grows up. And when the time comes, the Dark Lord will seek out his revenge.”

Every lover's got a little dagger in their hand

Love from the other side of the apocalypse

“Sirius Black escaped, did you hear?” Lucius asked, coming into the dining room.

Y/n nodded, “I did. And?”

Lucius growled, “Well, I thought you’d like to know your boyfriend escaped from the inescapable.”

Y/n shrugged, “I’m not at all surprised. In fact, I thought he would’ve been out as soon as he was in. Not almost thirteen years later. However, it does give us a swell chance of breaking out some fellow Death Eaters, yes?”

Lucius briefly nodded, “Yes.”

Y/n’s eyes darkened as she smirked, “Yes, what, Lucius? Remember what our Lord demanded my name be, you should.”

Lucius refrained from rolling his eyes, “Yes, My Lady.”

And I just about snapped

Don't look back

Every lover's got a little dagger in their hand

Y/n smiled as the Dark Lord was reborn, ignoring the clench in her heart at the strangled cries of Harry. He had grown into a handsome young man, that’s no doubt. He had the face of his father, and the eyes of his mother.

“My Lady, my most loyal follower. Almost my equal, come.” The Dark Lord muttered and she obeyed. He whispered in her ear and her eyes fell onto the dead boy by a broken headstone. She nodded and stood back where she was.

Y/n glanced at Harry with a sinister grin, “Pleasure to see you again, Harry. Tell your parents I said hi when you see them again, yeah? We left off on the rather wrong foot, if you ask me.”

I saw you in a bright clear field

Hurricane heat in my head

Y/n stood quietly in the shadows as Lucius took the prophecy from Harry’s hand and turned around, only to be met with Sirius Black.

“Get away from my godson.” Sirius sneered and punched Lucius hard in the face. A small smile came across my face as I remembered our days in Hogwarts. His punch was exactly the same.

The kinda pain you feel to get good in the end, good in the end

Inscribed like stone and faded by the rain

"Give up what you love

Give up what you love before it does you in"

Sirius fought silently with Lucius, Harry standing behind with a winning grin. Y/n’s head flew to the side as she heard the familiar woosh of someone landing and shock coursed through her body as the words met her ears.

“Avada Keda-”

“Expelliarmus!” Y/n muttered quickly, making Bellatrix’ wand fly from her hand. Everyone looked around in shock, not knowing where the spell came from. “Unfortunately, Bellatrix, killing Sirius Black is of no use to us. And it makes things much less exciting, don’t you think, sweetheart?” She asked as she stepped out from the shadows, not missing Sirius’ gasp.

Y/n walked up to Sirius and he held his wand up threateningly. She held up her hands in defense and took a step closer.

“What do you want?” He asked, a hand protectively going to Harry.

Y/n’s eyes softened, “I know you will never forgive me, I doubt you’ll even believe me, but I am so sorry, Sirius. For everything. I love you so, so much., don’t forget to reread my letter.” She whispered and disappeared, leaving smoke in her spot as Bellatrix and Lucius followed suit.

“What was that?” Harry asked as Sirius locked eyes with Remus.

Sending my love from the other side of the apocalypse

And I just about snapped

Don't look back

“The diary, the ring, the gauntlet-” Harry repeated to Remus and Sirius, studying the letter.

“She told us everything and we were too daft to notice.” Sirius finished, shaking his head.

“Wait, so is she evil or not?” Ron asked and the room stayed silent, genuinely lost. Ron turned to the smartest person he knew, “Hermione?”

Hermione shook her head, a defeated look in her eyes, “I have no idea.”

Every lover's got a little dagger in their hand

Love from the other side of the apocalypse

“The boy who lived has come to die.” Voldemort said, a wicked smile on his lips. Y/n stood by his side, zoning out as everything happened. She stared at Sirius, who stared right back. They eye contest was broken when Voldemort called Draco to his side. Y/n shook her head slightly at the boy who looked to her for instruction, but with the encouragement of his father he unwillingly walked over, only to receive an awkward hug from Voldemort. Y/n glanced at Sirius one last time, but he was gone.

And I just about snapped

Don't look back

Every lover's got a little dagger in their hand

“An entire war is going on and you’re here?” Y/n asked, leaning against the doorway of the main bedroom in the shrieking shack.

“I knew you’d follow me.” He said simply, gazing out of the window. “But you knew that already.”

Y/n nodded, “I did.”

“And you know why I want you here?” He asked, finally looking Y/n in the eyes.

She grinned, “I do. You want answers.”

Sirius nodded, “Bingo.”

Y/n sighed and stood up straight, walked over to Sirius who stood from his spot on the bed.

“Sirius, the last thing you want is answers.” She said quietly, her lips impossibly close to his.

He shook his head, “I do, you can’t tell me what I want and don’t.”

Y/n let out a breathy laugh, “I know you want this.” She said and leaned in, kissing him gently. He hesitated but reciprocated the kiss, letting his hand snake around her neck and into her hair. “I’m sorry.” She mumbled against his lips and pain bloomed in his abdomen.

He closed his eyes, the cool metal of the dagger quickly warming with his blood. Y/n helped him down to the floor gently, keeping her hand behind his head so he didn’t hit it on the way down.

“Why?” He whispered.

Y/n smiled and placed a gentle kiss on his forehead before whispering in his ear.

Sending my love

“Long live, Lord Voldemort.”

Sending my love

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Remus Lupin x reader words; 3477 warnings; werewolf, murder part one here I'd suggest reading part one first! again, I wrote this on my phone so thats my excuse for any mistakes :) i will most likely be making an alternate ending type deal sorta thing because an amazing human gave me an awesome idea so that will be linked to this when it comes out (comment if u wanna be tagged in it) i made you a lion because why not and i made you close with Severus as well

“Professor!”

I smiled as I walked through the doors, “Harry, why it’s almost dinner, what are you doing?”

“He's recovering from the dementor.” Hermione said matter-of-factly and Ron groaned.

“We weren't supposed to mention that, Hermione.”

“Dementor?” I asked Harry. Obviously I had read the papers and obviously I knew Sirius escaped. Why else would I be late on the first day?

“Yes. Because of Sirius Black.” Harry explained as we all walked to the Great Hall. “You knew him, didn't you?”

“Why would I know Sirius Black?” I asked with a laugh.

“Well, you guys were in the same year.” Hermione stated.

“We're we?”

“Indeed.” We walked into the hall.

“Oh, well, I'm not sure I remember him much. I wasn't a very out-” I froze and the three looked at me in wonder.

“Is everything alright, Professor?” Harry asked.

Remus made eye contact with me and his eyes widened. He didn't know I worked here. I didn't know he worked here. He must've been hired for the DADA position after Lockhart was fired.

“Yes, of course. Sit down, you three. I supposed Dumbledore would like to start his speech soon, now that his entire staff has arrived.”

“Right, okay.”

I walked quickly up to the teachers table, flashing McGonagall a smile as I passed her. I sat next to Severus and leaned over.

“Okay so why is Remus here?”

Severus glared at me, “I'd rather not talk to you right now.”

I scoffed, “Oh shut up, you love me. We're best friends.”

He rolled his eyes, “I'm definitely your best friend.”

“Shh, Dumbledore is starting his big speech.”

“A galleon he says something inspirational.”

“I knew we were friends. You're on.”

Dumbledore cleared his throat loudly, “Welcome to another year at Hogwarts. Now, I’d like to say a few words before we all become too befuddled with our excellent feast. As I’m sure you all know from their search on the Hogwarts Express, our school is currently hosting a few dementors from Azkaban, they are present for Ministry Business.”

“Apparently Harry passed out.” I mumbled to Severus who hid his grin, I rolled my eyes.

“They are stationed at every entrance, so, for your sake, I tell you that no one is to leave the castle without permission. Dementors are not easily fooled by tricks or disguises - or even invisibility cloaks.” I glanced at Harry who shrunk in his seat.

“I warn each and every one of you to not give them an excuse to hurt you, they don’t take well to pleading. Prefects, and our new Head Boy and Girl, make sure that no students run afoul of the dementors.”

“But, you know, happiness can be found, even in the darkest of times.” I groaned in my seat as Severus’ face became smug. He held out his hand. “If one only remembers to turn on the light.” I slapped a galleon into his palm begrudgingly.

“I hate you.”

“On a happier note.” Dumbledore continued and everyone visibly deflated. “We are all pleased to welcome two new teachers to our staff tonight. First, our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, please welcome Professor Lupin.” I sat up straight in my seat as Remus stood with a smile.

He looks different, of course, yet exactly the same. He had new scars and old scars, the one right below his eye he's had for years. He hates it, I've always loved it. I still love it.

I glanced at Severus to see him glaring at Remus. I understood completely, sometimes I wondered why he ever forgave me for the years of torment I let my friends put him through.

“A picture would last longer.” I whispered to Severus who huffed.

“I could say the same to you.” He sneered, looking at his food.

“I am sorry to announce that our previous Care of Magical Creatures teacher, Professor Kettleburn, has retired in order to spend more time with his remaining limbs. However, it is a pleasure to make it known that our very own Rubeus Hagrid will be filling his place, along with his usual gamekeeper duties.” I clapped loudly with a smile, Hagrid was my favorite. “Well, I believe that's all of importance. Let the feast begin!”

“Excuse me, Y/n.” I ignored Remus as I walked faster, hoping to avoid him as I weaved between students. He latched onto my arm, “Y/n.”

I turned around quickly, a stern look on my face, “I apologize, Professor Lupin, but teachers do refer to each other as Professor. I'm afraid my first name is simply not suitable for you to address me by, as we are colleagues, and nothing more.”

A look of hurt crossed his face and my heart tugged, “I'm sorry, Professor L/n.”

“I must be going.”

“Can we have a conversation?”

I shook my head, walking away. “I'm afraid I'm very busy with my plants and lessons.”

“Professor L/n.” Severus’ monotone voice called out.

I turned my head, “Yes?”

“May we speak momentarily?” He asked and I nodded.

“Of course.”

“What?” I heard Remus mumble before I walked into Severus’ classroom.

“Thanks for that.”

Severus walked to his desk and began writing on parchment. “For what?”

I sat down at a desk, throwing my feet on top of the table. “Saving me, duh.”

Severus glanced at my feet, “Are you a child?”

“I wish.”

“You can leave now.”

I sighed, levitating an apple from his desk to me silently and taking a loud bite from it. “Nope, he's probably waiting outside to jump you.”

“Wouldn't be the first time.” He mumbled and my smile dropped.

I moved my feet off the desk and sat up straight, “I'm sorry for never stopping them. They made your time here terrible, and it wasn't okay. Even if you deserved it sometimes.”

Severus looked up from the paper, his face softened from the usual sneer. He gave me a small smile, and it seemed to hurt him to do so. I laughed.

“What?”

“When was the last time you smiled?”

His sneer came back, “Get out.”

I rolled my eyes with a smile, “Okay okay, see you later, Severus.”

“Bye, Y/n.” I froze for a second before leaving with a smile, he's never called me by Y/n before.

“Right, yes, you may have a week extension. I expect your paper no later than Friday.” I said with a smile and the girl's face brightened.

“Thank you so much, Professor. It'll be in by next Friday, I promise.”

“Now go, the group for Hogsmeade will leave soon.” She nodded and walked off, smiling and blushing at Harry as she passed him. “Hello, Harry.”

“Hi, Professor.” Harry said, his cheeks red from the cold.

“What do you need?”

Harry looked nervous as he held up a piece of paper.

“Could you sign this for me, possibly? Please, Professor?”

I sighed as I looked at Hogsmeade permission slip, “I'm not your guardian, Harry.”

“You're as good as.”

I smiled, “While I appreciate the compliment, I'm still not. You'll have to stay behind today, I'm afraid.”

“Okay, it's okay Professor. I'm gonna go say goodbye to Ron and Hermione.” Harry walked out, nodding to someone as he passed. “Professor.”

“Do you think that if we could've taken Harry, we would've stayed together?” A deep voice asked and I tensed, shutting my eyes tightly.

“I'm not sure. I guess you'll have to ask yourself. You're the one that left, in case you don't remember.” I said coldly, staring out the window of my office to avoid eye contact.

“You won't look at me.” Remus shoved his hands in his pockets.

I shrugged, “You'll survive, I'm sure.”

“Did you help Sirius escape?”

I looked at Remus, bewildered, “Are you actually asking me that?” I stood from my desk. “The audacity you have, Remus.”

“You didn't answer me.”

I stared at him, “No, I didn't.”

“Then how is he out?”

I laughed sarcastically, “Lord if I know. You should go, I don't want to talk to yo-”

He cut me off by slamming a piece of folded parchment on my desk. I gasped at how close his face was before glancing down at the parchment.

“The Marauders Map.” I whispered, softly brushing over the paper I spent so long working on with my best friends. “I haven't seen this in years.”

“I haven't either, until I caught Harry and Snape in the hall. Harry was holding the map, he said something interesting.” I looked up.

“What did he say?”

“He said he saw Peter Pettigrew on the map.”

My eyebrows furrowed, “Peter's dead.”

Remus reached into his pocket, “Well, that's what I thought.”

It was silent while I thought before I pulled open my drawer and rummaged through papers.

“Ron he has a - uhm, he has a rat. It's a family pet, they've had it for years. Ron said it was twelve. That's awfully long for a rat to live, isn't it?”

“Twelve years? Yeah, that's long.”

I pulled out the daily prophet from the summer, the one with the picture of the Weasley family in Egypt.

I pointed at Ron, who was holding his rat, “I knew it looked familiar.” Remus leaned forward and studied the animal.

“We need to ask Ron to see Scabbers.”

I shook my head, “We can't, Scabbers ran off. Ron thinks Hermione's cat ate him.”

“Peter better wish that cat did.”

“You said you found the map with Harry and Snape. What was going on with them?”

“It's quite funny actually. Snape was trying to see into the map and instead it insulted his nose.”

My face dropped and I sat back down with a sigh. “Leave Severus alone. You can go now.”

“Since when did you call him Severus?”

“Since he was there when you weren't. I said, you can go now.”

“Are you going to kill me, Harry?” I heard Sirius say and I glanced at Remus before he burst through the door.

“Expelliarmus!” Remus yelled, causing Harry's wand to fly from his hands. I caught it midair, holding onto it tightly. Remus nudged his head and Harry squirmed away. “Well, well, Sirius, looking rather ragged, aren't we?’

I scoffed, “I think you look fine as ever, Pads.”

“Must you always argue with me?” Remus scolded and I rolled my eyes as he looked back at Sirius. “Finally the flesh reflects the madness within.’

“Well, you'd know all about the madness within, wouldn't you, Remus?” Remus lowered his wand and smiled before helping Sirius up and pulling him into a tight hug. I yelped as Sirius grabbed my shirt and pulled me In. Sirius began to cry, “I found him!”

“We know.” Remus reassured.

“He's here!”

“We understand, Siri.” I said softly.

“Let's kill him!”

“No!” Hermione yelled and my head snapped to her. “I trusted you!” She y

screamed at Remus. “And this time y-you’ve been his friend.” She turned back to her friends angrily. “He's a werewolf!”

My eyes widened, “Wow.”

“That's why he's been missing classes.”

“How long have you known?” Remus asked, stepping towards her.

“He really knows how to scare them.” I muttered to Sirius, who nodded.

“He's one for the dramatics.”

“Since Professor Snape set the essay.”

“Well, well, well, Hermione. You really are the brightest of your age I've ever met.”

“And you!” She pointed at me and stumbled back slightly. “We loved you! Since first year you've been like a mother to all of us! But you're with him?” She said defeatedly, glancing between Sirius and I.

“Hermione, things aren't the way they seem. I trust you to believe that.”

Sirius threw his hands up impatiently, “Enough talk! Come on, let's kill him!”

“Wait!”

“I did my waiting!” He screamed.

“Sirius.” I said softly, gently grabbing onto his arm.

“Twelve years of it… in Azkaban!” The floor creaked loudly as we looked back at the kids. Harry stepped back slightly.

“Very well. Kill him.” Remus decided, handing Sirius a wand. “But wait one more minute. Harry has the right to know why.”

“I know why!” The boy said angrily. “You betrayed my parents! You're the reason they're dead!”

“No, Harry, it wasn't him.” I told the boy.

“Somebody did kill your parents. But it was somebody who, until quite recently, I believed to be dead!”

“Who was it then!”

“Peter Pettigrew! And he's in this room! Right now!” I glanced at Scabbers who squirmed in Ron's hands as Sirius yelled. “Come out, come out, Peter! Come out, come out and play!”

I gasped as Severus came in, wand up and pointed at Sirius, “Severus, don't!”

“Expelliarmus!” The wand in Sirius’ hand clattered on the ground. “Ah, vengeance is sweet.”

“Severus, you don't understand.” I tried but he ignored me.

“How I hoped I'd be the one to catch you.”

“Severus, it…”

“I told Dumbledore you were helping an old friend into the castle, and now, here's the proof.”

Remus looked confused, “I haven't been helping Sirius.”

I took a step forward, wand in the air, “It's been me.”

“Brilliant, Snape. Once again, you put your keen and penetrating mind to the task, and as usual come to the wrong conclusion.”

I rolled my eyes, “Sirius, shut up. You've tormented him enough.”

“What?” Sirius glanced at Remus who shrugged.

“Severus, we can talk about it.” I yelped as Sirius shoved me back, Remus grabbed onto my arm to stop me from falling.

“If you'll excuse us, we have some unfinished business to attend to.” Snape pointed his wand at Sirius’ neck and Remus gasped, holding his hand to his mouth.

“Give me a reason. I beg you.”

“Severus, don't be a fool.”

“He can't help it. He comes by it naturally.”

I glared, “Sirius, I said shut up, for fucks sake.”

“Oh, shut up yourself, Y/n!”

“Oh look at you two, quarreling like an old married couple.”

“Why don't you run along and play with your chemistry set?” Sirius sneered and Severus dug his wand deeper into Sirius’ neck.

“I could do it, you know. But why deny the dementors? They're so longing to see you.” Sirius’ face flashed with disdain. “Do I detect a flicker of fear? Oh, yes. A dementor's kiss. One can only imagine what that must be like to endure. It's said to be nearly unbearable to witness, but I'll do my best.”

“Severus, please.” Remus begged as Severus pointed out the door.

“After you.” Severus nudged his head at the teens, urging them to leave. My eyes softened, he wanted to protect them as much as he wanted revenge on Sirius. I lowered my wand.

Harry took a step forward, raising Hermione's wand and pointing it at Sirius. Sirius grimaced before Harry turned it to Severus.

“Expelliarmus!” He yelled and the spell hit Severus straight in the chest, shoving him back into the old bed.

“Severus!” I ran over to the bed and levitated the top off of the man. I looked over him quickly, he seemed fine, just knocked out cold.

Ron and Hermione yelped in surprise as Harry pointed the wand at Remus, Sirius, and I, “Tell me about Peter Pettigrew!”

I sighed to myself as we walked out of the Shrieking Shack. Ron cried about his leg as Sirius apologized for it. Peter squirmed in between Remus and I.

“Y/n, may we have a proper conversation?” Remus asked quietly.

I gave him a soft smile. “Once we get outside.” He nodded and smiled back.

“Y/n, my dearest friend-”

I whacked the man with my wand, “Sock it.”

“In fact, James more than once suggested that I make the change permanent.” Sirius said. “The tail, I could live with, but the fleas are murder.”

I snorted, “Tell me about it.”

“You're an animagus too?” Harry asked, glancing back.

I nodded, “Of course, I am. Illegal though, so that's why you've never known.”

Once we got outside Peter began begging to be let go.

“Ron, I was a good friend, a good pet! You won't let them give me to the dementors, will you?” He asked and Ron grimaced in disgust, he turned to Hermione. “Oh, sweet girl, clever girl. Surely you won't let them-”

Remus pulled him away, “Get away from them.”

“Remus.” I called and he turned to me as I walked towards him and the trembling Peter. “Let's talk.”

Remus sighed, “What I did was-”

“Vile? Cruel? Totally dim witted?” I suggested with a smile.

“Yes, all of those, definitely the last one.” He shoved his hands into his pockets. “We went through something no one should have ever. Neither of us were very close with our family, all we had was our friends, and they were all taken from us in less than a month. We should've gone through that together, we should have had each other. And I'm sorry for taking that from you.”

“Remus-”

“No, it was wrong of me. I love you, Y/n. I've never not loved you.”

I glanced at the shining moon slowly coming up over the mountain, “No, Remus-"

“You don't need to forgive me-”

“Remus the moon!” I cut him off, pointing behind him.

“Harry!” Hermione called, catching the attention of the boy and Sirius.

The moonlight shone brightly on our faces, and fear settled in my stomach as I watched Remus’ pupils dilate.

“Sirius!” I called as the man rushed over.

“Remus, my old friend, have you taken your potion tonight?” Sirius questioned, coming up next to me. We held onto Remus tightly as he groaned in pain.

“You know the man you truly are, Remus!” I tried.

“This heart is where you truly live!” Sirius placed his hand on Remus’ heart. “This heart, here!”

Remus moaned loudly, pain overtaking his body. His wand dropped to the ground as he doubled over.

“This flesh is only flesh!”

“Remus!”

Sirius and I held tightly onto the man as he pushed against us. His body transformed into the ugliest of creatures as he yelled painfully. His yell slowly turned into a growl.

I turned to the kids, “Run! You guys, run and don't stop! I'm serious, now is not the time to be a hero! Go!”

Remus growled, his full form taking shape as he threw Sirius and I back. I yelled in pain as my shoulder hit a rock.

“Ah, shit.” I looked up at Sirius. “Are you alright?”

He groaned, “I've been better. When was the last time you were a lion, dear friend?”

I shrugged, “It's been a while.” My head snapped as I heard the werewolf howl and Hermione yelped. “They didn't run.”

Sirius smirked, “Did you really expect them to?”

I shook my head as he took his dog form and sprung ahead. I sighed and tried my best to become my animagus. It's been quite a while. I smiled to myself as I felt my features change and my senses become sharper. I let out the loudest roar I could muster, before jumping to help Sirius.

I watched quietly from a tree as the sun came up over the mountain. The werewolf grumbled and let out a final howl before its human form took over.

I jumped down, walking over to Remus’ body and nuzzling it with my head. He woke up, rubbing his eyes tightly.

“Y/n? Is that you?” He asked, his voice hoarse. I growled quietly, dropping a blanket into his lap to cover up before turning around, suggesting he get on my back. It'd be easier to get him to the castle as a lion, rather than a girl.

He sucked in a breath, likely gazing at the large gash across my neck.

“I'm sorry.” He whispered, his fingers grazing the cut before carefully getting onto my back.

I carefully ran up to the castle, taking a secret passage to his office. He hid completely under the blanket as I sauntered up to his room. Once we got there he carefully got off, and I immediately transformed back into a human.

I groaned at my aching muscles and went to crack my neck, but instead I was met with a sore, wounded neck.

“Ouch.” I muttered, glancing at Remus who was putting clothes on. “Are you okay?”

Remus looked at, his eyes immediately finding the wound on my neck. I felt self conscious.

“Are you?” he asked quietly, walking towards me.

I shrugged, “I'll survive. Also, I forgive you.”

Remus’ eyes softened, “You do?”

I nodded, “Yeah, I got over it.” A certain sadness came over his face. I stepped forward, our faces almost touching, “You know what I've never gotten over though?”

He leaned in slightly, his lips brushing mine, “What?”

“You.” I whispered, before kissing him. It was soft, and passionate. It made up for all the kisses I've missed these past twelve years.

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I Don't Know Who You're Talking About

Remus Lupin x reader words; 2817 warnings; angst, blood, sad, murder, the usual part two this is so cutesy (NOT!) I wrote this on my phone in the car so if there's any mistakes thats my excuse. Also Y/m/n stands for your/marauders/nickname because ofc you're a Marauder and of course you're an animagus. like duh.

“Remus, it's a full moon tonight, you can't go. We can't risk that.” I persisted, staring holes into the back of the boy's head.

He turned around angrily, “Why does it even matter, Y/n?” He yelled, and a drop of spit flew from his lips. “After everything that's happened, you're gonna stop me from going to that traitors trial?”

“If you're gonna act like this, yes! I am going to stop you.” I yelled back, taking a step towards him as my voice softened. “And we don't know if Sirius was framed or not, he's our best friend. Do you really think he'd do something like this?”

Remus shook his head, his shoulders dropping, “I think it doesn't matter, because James and Lily are dead. And Peter! Someone needs to be punished for it, and all the signs point to him.”

I frowned, “I don't think he did it.”

“Well, you think wrong.” Remus said, turning back around and walking out of the house, slamming the door behind him.

“Remus, I swear to Merlin, if you apparate to the Ministry-” I was cut off by the loud cracking noise of apparition. He didn't even grab his coat.

“Fancy seeing you here.” I said coolly as I sat next to Remus. He shook his head, anger radiating from his skin.

“You're ridiculous.” He muttered and I scoffed.

“There's no way you're taking your frustration out on me, right now.” I flashed a smile at a woman I recognized from Hogwarts, she smiled back sadly. I focused in on the middle of the room, where an empty cage was being rolled out.

“I can't even talk to you. You’re so annoying.” Remus stood up but was stopped as a new cage was rolled in. I gently pulled him back down as we stared at Sirius. He was caged and muzzled like a dog.

Remus squeezed my hand, and I squeezed back. Sirius’ clothes were torn, his usual fancy jacket he stole from his mother covered in dirt and blood. He looked around the room frantically, eyes wide and tears streaming down his cheeks. He made eye contact with me and placed his hands on the bars, silently begging me to believe that he didn't do this, he could never.

I gave him a look of worry as the Minister cleared his throat, “Sirius Black, son of Orion and Walburga Black, you are here today under the accusation of working with He Who Must Not Be Named and the murder of twelve muggles, one witch, Lily Potter, and two wizards, James Potter and Peter Pettigrew. How do you plead?”

The moment the muzzle was off his mouth he answered hastily. “Not guilty!” Sirius screamed, his voice shaky and broken. He shook in his cage, “I didn't do it, please! I would never hurt my frie-”

“Silence!” Crouch demanded, holding his hand up, his ring glinted in the candlelight. “We need not hear more.” He scribbled on a piece of parchment and handed it to the boy standing next to him. The boy studied the paper.

He nodded, “Of course, sir.” He left the room quickly.

There were quiet whispers floating around the room, speculating what the young boy could possibly be searching for.

“Now, because there seems to be a lack of witnesses, which I am sure is just how you wanted it to be, unfortunately we cannot blindly believe that you are innocent.” The boy came back into the room, holding a small vial of clear liquid.

“Veritaserum.” Remus mumbled and I nodded.

“It's a good idea.” I whispered.

The vial was brought up to Sirius’ lips, who drank it willingly, thankful to finally have a good alibi.

“I will ask you plain and simply, did you reveal the hidden location of James and Lily Potter to the Dark Lord, resulting in them being murdered and their son orphaned?”

Sirius shook his head, “I did not.” My shoulders relaxed as it felt as if a weight had been lifted. Remus still looked at him coldly, his eyebrows furrowed.

“Did you murder that group of muggles, and your own friend, Peter Pettigrew, leaving behind only his finger?”

“No, I did not.”

The room was silent as Crouch thought. They glanced between the man behind bars and the one upon a podium, his stare belittling. He glanced at the empty bottle on his desk, and back to Sirius before whispering to a man beside him.

I glanced at Sirius who was already looking at us. He gave me a small smile and I returned it.

“It is probable.” The man said quietly, but still in earshot.

Crouch nodded and banged his hammer, “It has been decided. The Veritaserum that was given to was a flake. So, under Mr. Barty Crouch, Minister of Magic, you plead guilty, and are sentenced to life in Azkaban.”

Some people cheered, others let out yells of protest. Remus slipped away, walking out of the room angrily.

“No, that's rubbish.” I yelled as he began to be rolled away. He screamed in fear, going crazy inside of the cage.

I stood up and pushed past people, carefully jumping down to the floor and below the Minister. The room silenced again and the cage stopped dragging across the floor. Everyone had their eyes on me.

“Let me talk to him.”

Crouch looked amused, “Miss-”

“It is only a custom. Tradition, even. You must allow me a word with Sirius Black before you send him off. It's in the books.”

Crouch glanced at the book as the boy flipped to the pages. He sighed as he read the words, telling him that it was indeed allowed for loved ones to speak with the person before they are sent off.

“I'm afraid he cannot be out of his cage, it is not up for discu-”

“I can talk through the bars, can I not?”

“Fine. Follow them.”

I followed them out quietly, ignoring the angry stares I got from people, even the spit that they shot at me, landing right in front of my feet. Once we were in the hall, the men stood to the side and I walked up the cage hastily, putting my hands on the bars.

“Sirius, I'm going to ask you this once, and only once, and I need you to tell me the truth. Whatever you say, I will believe you. Did you or did you not kill James and Lily?”

Sirius looked me straight in the eyes, desperate, “Y/n, please, I would never.”

“It's a yes or no question.”

“No. I didn't.”

I paused, before grabbing his hand through the bars, “I believe you. It's okay, I'll figure this out.”

His eyes filled with tears again and being this close I could see the heavy bags below his eyes. His hair was a ratty mess and his skin was blemished and dirty.

“Did you know she was pregnant?” Sirius asked and my eyes widened.

“She was?”

“Yeah. They were going to tell us all on Christmas, but James let it slip to me.”

I took a deep breath, “Oh my.”

There was a moment of silence between us, neither daring to break the quiet atmosphere.

“Does Remus hate me?” He whispered and my heart broke.

“I don't know.” I answered honestly and he nodded, his eyes averting to the bottom of the cage.

“I didn't kill them. I'd never. He was my best friend, my brother.” Sirius began sobbing. “I've already lost him, and Lily. I've lost my godson. And now Remus. I can’t lose you, Y/n/n, I can’t.” he cut himself off with a gasp.

“It's time to go.” One of the men said, beginning to drag him away.

“I can’t lose you!” Sirius yelled as he was dragged away.

“You won’t.” I whispered before I looked up at the man as he was dragged away, “Sirius! I love you!”

He smiled sadly, “I love you too, Y/m/n!”

I rubbed my hands together quickly as I walked up to the front door. I placed my hand on the freezing knob and opened it, silently cursing myself for not locking it before I left.

It was half an hour until sundown, so I immediately apparated home to help prepare Remus - and myself - for the night. It was probably going to be one of the hardest he's ever experienced, and I felt terrible for him.

“Remus?” I called out, only to get no response. I furrowed my brows taking my jacket off slowly, “Baby, I know you're mad but I still want to help you tonight.” Still, nothing.

I set down my bag and slipped off my shoes before quietly walking to the bedroom.

“Rem?” I asked softly, pushing open the door and expecting to see him sitting on the bed, head between his hands as he cried softly.

But he wasn't. In fact the room seemed to be the same as it was before I left. The bathroom was dark and empty. No sign of Remus anywhere.

I walked to the kitchen, hoping to find him sipping from a mug of tea while staring out the window, like he usually is. But there was nothing.

I slipped on my coat and threw on my shoes, ignoring my bag as I quickly left the house. I pulled out the flip phone Remus had insisted on us getting.

“For easier communication.” He’d say.

I struggled to work the muggle device, but managed to send a quick ‘where r u?!’ text. At this point, the sun was beginning its descent and the full moon shone brightly.

I paused for a moment, thinking of any possible place he could be.

“The Shrieking Shack.” I said quietly to myself, immediately apparating to the raggedy house.

However, just like our own, it was also completely empty, save for one man.

“Professor Dumbledore?” I asked quietly. The older man turned around and smiled gently. I didn't fail to notice the tears he wiped from his cheeks.

“Ah, Miss L/n, or is it Lupin, yet?” Dumdledore asked.

I shook my head, “Not yet, no. But speaking of the man, has he been here?”

Dumbledore looked around, “No, I'm afraid not.” He glanced out of the window, at the light in the darkening sky. “It is a full moon tonight, isn't it?”

I stood beside him with a sigh, “That it is.”

“And the night of Sirius’ trial as well, what unfortunate timing.”

“I'd have to agree.”

“You cannot find him?”

I turned around and leaned against the window sill, “No. We were fighting, before the trial. It's been rough for everyone and we took it out on each other.”

Dumbledore nodded, “Ah, it happens. I suppose, however, you should spend less time with this old man, and more time finding who I would assume to be a werewolf by now.”

I opened my mouth to answer but was cut off by a loud howl. The sun had completely dipped below the horizon, and the werewolves were born.

“Well, it seems you'd be correct.”

“Was that him?” Dumbledore asked.

I shook my head, “No, his howl is deeper. I assume that was a female.”

“Ah.”

I shifted my feet, feeling awkward. “Uhm, I'm gonna go look for him.”

“Take a blanket.” Dumdledore said, handing me a brown bundle of cloth.

“Thank you.”

“Go.”

I nodded and pushed open the door. I sighed at the heavy snowfall, looking into the distant trees. It was going to be a long night.

The tears started as the sun made an appearance again. The weight of everything finally hitting and pressure built behind my eyes.

“Remus, please, where are you?” I called out, my voice hoarse and salty tears slipped into my mouth. I wiped the running snot from my upper lip, my shoulders shaking.

I passed a tree and the bright color of red caught my eye. A blood trail. I followed it eagerly, a small sob leaving my lips and I clutched tightly onto the blanket. It led behind a rock, where my heart broke.

Remus lay there, naked and in a fetal position. He had long cuts all along his body and the snow around him was trained red. He shivered in the snow and his lips were blue.

He glanced at me weakly, sadness filling his eyes. “Y/n.” He whispered, his voice almost non existent.

I snapped out my daze and grabbed onto him, quickly pulling him to his feet and wrapping the blanket around him. He clutched onto me and cried, I cried with him.

I apparated to the house silently and he fell to his knees, I followed him, holding him in the kneeling position.

“It’s okay.” I whispered, biting back my own tears as he sobbed. “It’s okay.”

He cried, “It’s not!”

“Remus, let me clean you.” I said softly, wiping my tears after a few long moments.

“Okay.” He whispered, staring ahead blankly.

It was quiet, again, as I cleaned and bandaged. A few times he'd cry again, and I'd let him, figuring it was better to continue what I'm doing. I led him to bed and closed the curtains so the sun didn't shine through.

“Do you feel better?” I asked quietly once I got into bed.

“I'm not sure I feel much of anything, right now.” Remus said, facing his back towards me.

I looked at him sadly and turned over, closing my eyes and finally letting sleep overtake me.

When I woke up the bed was empty. I sighed, assuming he was in the kitchen or living room. I used the bathroom and walked out of the bedroom. I walked out into the living room.

“Remus?” I asked. He wasn't there. I looked into the kitchen and he wasn't to be seen. The deja vu of the night before was prominent. “Are you serious?”

A note sat neatly on the fridge. I glanced at the magnet, it was a picture of Remus and I smiling wide, faces pressed against each other. We got it from a muggle - or no-maj - vendor when we visited america. I noticed the second one we had was gone. I shook my head and took the note from beneath the magnet.

I immediately recognized the handwriting as Remus’. I stared at the letter, the one assigned to me. The last letter of my name was splotchy, stained with a tear.

I gently tore open the letter.

Dear Y/n,

I don't know what I'm doing. I don't know why I'm doing what I'm doing. I'm so sorry for what I'm doing.

I am so scared. With James, Lily, and Peter dead, and Sirius in Azkaban, I just don't know what to do.

You mean the world to me. You're perfect, beautiful, intelligent, witty, talented, you're everything good and nothing bad. At this point you are the world for me.

Which is why I have to do this. I can't drag you down to darkness with me, I'd never forgive myself. I know this will hurt you, it's hurting me too, but I also know you can get through this.

I want you to be happy, and I think that's impossible if I’m in your life. So I'm taking the liberty to leave it. My stuff will be magically transported once I find a place to stay, keep the house, you deserve it more than I do.

I love you more than life itself.

with the deepest of regrets,

Remus

P.S. you are worth EVERYTHING! don't ever settle for the bare minimum.

I dropped the letter and stared out of the window. The snow fell gently, piling up on the ground. It felt rather similar to the quiet tears dripping down my face. In the span of four weeks, I had lost everyone important to me. I didn't realize I had any tears left to cry.

I suppose I'll have to get a dog to keep me company now.

“Welcome, Professor L/n.” Dumbledore greeted.

I smiled at the group of teachers that came to welcome me. “Thank you, I appreciate all of you. Especially you, Minnie.” I said with a wink and Professor McGonagall laughed wetly, wiping a stray tear from her eye.

“Okay okay, let's not suffocate her on her first day. Dinner is in an hour, I trust you to find your room.” Dumbledore said and I nodded as the teachers dispersed.

“Severus.” I called out and the man stopped in his tracks. I walked over as he turned around and pulled him into a tight hug. He looked at me weirdly once I pulled away. “I know you loved her too.”

He knew exactly who I was talking about, “I have no idea who you're talking about.”

“I know you don't.” I smiled and began walking towards my room.

“I’m sorry about Lupin.” He said and I paused.

“I have no idea who you're talking about.”

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Sirius Black x reader day nineteen of christmas advent calendar words; you're not gonna believe this, 4,075 warnings; none really just crappy family this took me hours and I love it and i love life. this is a sorry for all the short fics :)

The mere thought of the Christmas season made Sirius sick to his stomach. He was so used to spending his Christmas’s hiding from his parents in his room, fear filling his body, that he could never shake the feeling of existential dread when the holiday was brought up.

He sat quietly at the table in the Great Hall as students ate their last Hogwarts meal before going home for Winter break. Christmas music was playing quietly and snow was magicked to fall from the ceiling, melting into nothing before it hit any surface. Sirius’ friends laughed loudly with each other, enjoying this day together before they would leave. Sirius wouldn’t. He’d stay at Hogwarts, alone, like every other year.

“Could we please pause, for a mere moment? And give our attention to the great Miss L/n, while she sings us a farewell song.” Dumbledore spoke loudly and the hall silenced, the only sound being forks scraping against plates. Dumbledore smiled and turned to the girl who sat on a stool, a muggle piano in front of her. He nodded and she thanked him.

“Hi, thank you, I promise I won’t keep you from your friends for long.” The girl said, her wand at her throat to make her voice louder. “I’d just like to sing you a muggle Christmas song, so we all leave Hogwarts happy and full of good food.”

The crowd laughed and Sirius rolled his eyes. In his eyes, she was just another witch privileged with a good family to go home to and have a good time with. And just like everyone else, she completely ignored the students who stayed at the castle for Christmas.

“Have yourself a merry little Christmas.” She sang softly and any murmurs that could be heard disappeared. Her voice was undoubtedly breathtaking. “Let your heart be light.”

Sirius sighed, “Hey, Prongs, I’m going back to the common room. Have a good Christmas.” He whispered to his best friend and James nodded.

“You too, Padfoot. Love you.” He focused back on the singer.

“Love you too.”

“Next year all our troubles will be miles away.” Was the last thing he heard before he shut the doors rather loudly and walked back to the common room.

The sky outside the common room was dark. The train had left hours ago, and the only Gryffindor left in the common room was Sirius. He sighed as he stared at the fire, mentally cursing himself for declining James' offer to spend Christmas with his family.

His head shot to the entrance as it opened quietly and the girl from the Great Hall walked in, a frown on her face. Sirius’ brows furrowed, he didn’t know she stayed for Christmas.

“What are you doing here?” He asked, not even realizing the words as they spilled from his mouth.

The girl cocked her head, “Uh, going up to my room, I believe. Is there a problem?”

Sirius blinked, “Uhm, no. Sorry.”

The girl nodded, “Alright then. Good night.” She said and began walking up the stairs to the girls dormitory.

“Your voice is beautiful.” Sirius winced, what in the world is he saying?

The girl turned her head and gave him a soft smile, he didn't notice the way his heart skipped a beat, “Thank you.”

Day one

The next morning, Sirius ate alone at the long Gryffindor table. He didn’t spare a glance as the doors opened, figuring it was just another Slytherin whose parents also sucked.

“May I sit here?” A voice asked and Sirius looked up to see the girl from before. “It seems as if we are the only Gryffindors who have decided to stay for Christmas.”

Sirius glanced along the table to find she was right, no other soul sat at the Gryffindor table. He nodded and motioned for her to sit down across from him.

“I’m Y/n, by the way.” She said with a smile.

“Sirius.”

“Oh, I know.” Y/n said, grabbing some toast.

“You do?”

Y/n laughed and Sirius swore it was the best thing he had ever heard, “I’m pretty sure the entire school knows you, Sirius.”

Sirius smiled, “I guess.”

“So, I’m not gonna ask why you're not going home, because obviously you aren’t allowed to ask me, but I would like to know why you aren’t going with Potter to his house?”

“How did you know he invited me?”

Y/n shrugged, sipping from her goblet, “Remus tells me everything.”

It clicked in his head, “Oh, I know you. Remus talks about you every once in a while.”

Y/n smiled, “All good things, I hope.”

Sirius grinned, “Nope. He talks about how evil you are, all the first years you drown in the lake.”

Y/n’s face got serious (pun intended), “He told you?”

Sirius nodded, “Yep.”

Y/n sighed, “And I really liked you. Oh well, I have to kill you now.”

“Awh, you like me.”

She grabbed a butter knife, “Not for long. I don’t like dead people. But, seriously (pun intended), why aren’t you going with Potter?”

“I don’t want to intrude on their family time.” Sirius shrugged. “Besides, I don’t like Christmas.”

Y/n dropped the thing of jam she had in her hand, causing a loud clatter. She winced as every set of eyes in the room locked on her.

“Everything alright, Miss L/n?” Dumbledore asked with a smile from the teachers table.

Y/n nodded, “Yes, professor, my sincerest apologies.” Sirius snickered and Y/n glared at him. “How do you not like Christmas?”

Sirius shoved some ham in his mouth, “No good memories from it.” He said with a mouth full.

Y/n grimaced, “Okay well, I don’t either, doesn’t mean I don’t love it. It’s so happy and cheerful.”

“Not for me.”

“Okay well then, it is now my mission to make this Christmas amazing for you. I have five days to get you into the Christmas spirit, are you ready?”

“I didn’t consent to this.”

“Does it look like I care?” Y/n deadpanned and Sirius sighed and nodded. Her face lit up. “Perfect! Okay, after breakfast, go put on a coat and some gloves and meet me in the common room.

Sirius walked down the stairs to the common room, coat, Gryffindor scarf, and gloves in hand. He smiled when he saw Y/n sitting on the couch by the fire, reading a book.

“What’re you reading?” He asked, sitting next to her as she looked up from the pages.

“Oh, a muggle Christmas book.” She said, showing him the cover.

Sirius nodded, “You really like Christmas, huh?”

“Love it. Let’s go.” She said, standing up and setting her book on the coffee table.

“Are you just gonna leave it there?” Sirius asked, afraid it would get stolen.

Y/n snorted, “There’s no one here to take it.”

“Oh, yeah.” Y/n grabbed Sirius’ hand and dragged him out of the common room and down the stairs. She led him to the snow covered courtyard and finally dropped his hand. They both found themselves missing the warmth.

“So, what now?” Sirius asked and Y/n smiled.

“Make a snow angel with me.” She said, plopping onto the snow.

“A what?” He asked as she began moving her arms and legs up and down.

“A snow angel.”

“What’s a snow angel?”

“Oh my Godric.” Y/n said in shock. “Okay, get on your back in the snow and just flail your limbs like this.” She said, continuing to demonstrate as Sirius laughed, but did as told.

He laid down, ignoring the cold on the back of his head as he moved his arms and legs up and down exactly how instructed.

“What’s the point of this?” He asked as they laid there, moving in sync.

“I’m not sure. It’ll be cute when it’s done though, I promise.”

“And how do we know it’s done?”

“We decide.”

“So can we be done?” He asked. “I want to see them.”

“Sure. Get up very carefully, try not to step on them and ruin it with your foot print.”

“Got it.” Sirius said and they both stood very carefully. Sirius smiled as he saw the imprints left. “They look like angels.”

Y/n nodded, “That’s probably why they’re called snow angels.”

Sirius shoved her gently, “Shut up.

She shoved him back, “They look like they’re holding hands.”

“You’re right, they do. Do you think they’re in love?”

“Probably. Can angels be in love?”

“I don’t know, you tell me.”

Y/n looked at Sirius silently, “Was that supposed to be a-”

Sirius nodded, shushing the girl, “Yeah, it was pretty bad.”

“It was.” She agreed.

They stood in silence for a moment before they began to laugh.

“Okay, snowman time.” Y/n said.

“Do you think we could ice skate on the lake?” Sirius asked, gazing out to the lake.

“Uhm, not sure, I’d rather not try. It’s snowman time, though, so get in the zone. This is very serious.”

Sirius looked back at the girl, “Is it?”

She nodded, “Extremely serious.”

“Well, last time I checked I was Sirius, but I’ll let it slide.”

Y/n dead panned, “I hate you.”

“I don’t think you do.”

“You’re not funny.”

“I think I am.”

“Snowman.”

Sirius nodded, “Snowman.”

Y/n gasped, “We should make our snowmen be in love! Just like the angels, they can hold hands.”

Sirius laughed, “Whatever you wish, I suppose.”

Y/n immediately got to her knees and started rolling snow in a ball and Sirius mirrored her actions. Somehow, this girl had single handedly made him forget how much he hated Christmas for the day. It was a miracle, honestly, but he still couldn’t get rid of the sadness in his gut.

“Okay, here’s your hand.” Y/n said softly, feeling quite tired from the day.

“Thank you.” Sirius said, his tone matching hers. He stuck the branch into the snowman and bent it slightly so the end was touching Y/n’s snowman.

“They’re so cute.” Y/n smiled and Sirius nodded.

“Yeah, they are.”

“We should go back inside. I’m tired and cold.” She said and Sirius stood up, holding his hand out to hers. She took it and he helped her up, not letting go of her hand even after she was standing.

“Oh, look, your book is still there.” Sirius said as they entered the warm common room after eating dinner. Sirius still had her hand in his.

Y/n smiled, “I told you it wouldn’t get stolen.”

“Goodnight, Y/n. Thank you for today.” Sirius said.

“Goodnight, Sirius. Anytime.” She responded and walked up the stairs, untangling their hands. Again, they both immediately missed the warmth the other provided.

Day two

“We should try to ice skate on the lake.” Sirius said as they sat down at the table for breakfast.

“Sirius, we talked about this, I don’t think it’s safe.”

Sirius glanced at the teachers making their way past, “How about we ask? Professor Dumbledore, Minnie, do you think it’s safe to ice skate on the lake?”

The two professors looked at each other and shrugged, “I don’t see why not.” Professor McGonagall said.

“Have fun, be safe.” Dumbledore smiled and they continued walking.

Sirius grinned as he looked back at Y/n, “Looks like we are going to be ice skating.”

Y/n sighed, “Okay, fine. For the sake of Christmas.”

“Okay actually, I’m changing my mind.” Y/n said as she sat by the lake, ready to transfigure her ice skates back into her shoes.

“Y/n, come on. I’ll help you.” Sirius offered, skating to the edge of the lake and holding his hand out.

“Sirius.” She whined and he urged her to grab ahold of his hand. She finally obliged and took his hand. Immediately her feet began to slip out from under her and she grabbed tightly onto his arms to keep her steady.

“You got this. I believe in you.” Sirius said quietly as he began to move them around slowly.

“I’m gonna cry.”

“Who cries on Christmas?”

“We do.”

“Not this year, Y/n.”

Y/n looked up and met his eyes before nodding, “Yeah, not this year.”

“You’re doing great. I’m gonna speed up a little bit, just hold on tightly, alright?”

Y/n nodded, taking a deep breath. “Alright.”

Sirius stayed true to his word and began to go quicker. Y/n began shaking less as she got more confident. It was all going good until a long, dark figure slithered under the ice. Y/n shrieked and kicked backwards, making her fall down as she dragged Sirius along with her.

“Oh my- what happened, are you alright?” Sirius asked and Y/n breathed heavily.

“I- yeah, um, I’m okay.” She stuttered, realizing how close his face was to hers.

Sirius cleared his throat and sat down beside her, a small laugh falling from his lips.

“What?” Y/n asked and Sirius smiled at her.

“You’re just funny.”

Y/n smiled sarcastically, “Awh, no you’re funny.” She paused. “Funny looking.”

Sirius put a hand on his heart, “You wound me.”

“You’ll get over it. Let’s try again.” She said, attempting to stand and just barely doing so successfully.

“Look at you.” Sirius smiled, standing up with her. “Now go forward, carefully.” Y/n took a few steps forward and eventually she was gently sliding on the ice.

“I’m doing it, SIrius, I’m doing it!”

Sirius nodded, skating circles around the girl, “You are.” He agreed with a smile as she laughed.

“This is so much fun!”

“I told you!” Sirius watched the girl with a fond smile. If there was a world record for the shortest amount of time it took for someone to fall in love, Sirius was sure he’d get it. It was the third day of knowing the girl, and he already found himself completely infatuated with her. She was perfect, surely.

Day three

“Today we’re going to Hogsmeade with the teachers.” Y/n said as Sirius sat down.

“Are we?” He asked.

“Yes. We’re going to look at some lights, do some shopping, and get a butterbeer.” She decided and Sirius nodded.

“Sounds good to me.” He said as owls began to swoop through the castle.

A small bundle of letters dropped in front of Y/n and Sirius and they each opened their respective ones.

The first one Sirius read was from James. He talked about how he and his parents wish Sirius went to their house for Christmas. The second was from Peter, who just asked how his break was going. The third was from Remus, who told him to treat Y/n right - she had sent him a letter telling him that they were getting along - and Sirius laughed.

The final one was from his parents and he froze. Y/n glanced up at his uneasy expression and her eyes flitted to the letter.

She carefully took the unopened parchment from his hands, “They don’t matter, Sirius.” She said quietly, throwing the letter to the side. “Let’s have fun.”

Sirius gave her an uneasy smile, “Yeah, you’re right. Let’s have fun.”

“Okay, you two. Be safe, don’t get into trouble.” Professor McGonagall instructed as they walked into Hogsmeade.

The two teens nodded, “Yes, professor.” Y/n said.

“Now, Minnie, when have I ever gotten into trouble?” Sirius asked and Professor McGonagall raised her brow.

“When have you ever not?” She responded curtly and walked to the three broomsticks.

“You think she’s meeting up with her husband?” Y/n asked.

“She’s married?” Sirius questioned as they walked down the street.

“I’d assume so. She’s beautiful and smart, why wouldn’t she be?”

Sirius shrugged, “Where are we going first?”

“Actually.” Y/n said. “I’m leaving you.”

Sirius glanced at her, “Why?”

“I need to get you a Christmas present, duh.”

He shook his head, “No, you can’t.”

“Why?”

“I’m not that important.”

Y/n laughed, “Don’t be silly. You’re very important. Meet me at the three broomsticks in an hour, alright?”

Sirius nodded, “Alright.”

“Don’t die.” Y/n called as she walked off.

“You too!”

Sirius sighed as he walked into a vintage shop at the end of the street. The bell rang quietly as the door closed and Sirius smiled at the woman at the front corner. His eyes flitted over the bucket of old black and white photos.

“Are you looking for something specific?” The lady asked and Sirius smiled.

“No. In fact, I’ve not no clue at all what I’m looking for.” He confessed and the lady smiled.

“Who are you shopping for?”

“A girl.”

“Do you love her?” She asked and Sirius laughed.

“That wouldn’t be far off.”

The woman hummed in thought before her eyes lit up, “You stay put, I might have the perfect gift for her.”

As Sirius waited, he flipped through the black and white pictures. He gazed at a picture of a man and woman in wedding attire and he flipped it over. ‘Just married! 7/24/36’ it read. He put the picture down with a smile and studied another one of two teenagers in their driveway, holding hands and seemingly on the way to a dance.

“Okay, sorry for the wait.” The lady hobbled back out and laid down a shimmering gold locket. “Here it is.”

“I think she’d absolutely adore this.” Sirius beamed and the woman smiled.

“Good. Take it.”

“How much?” Sirius asked, pulling out his wallet.

The woman waved him off, “Don’t be silly. It’s free, in the name of love.”

“No, you can’t-”

“Be off, I’m closing.” She said, pushing him towards the door.

“You don’t close until eig-”

She shut the door and flipped her sign to close, winking at him and walking off. He sighed and put the locket in his pocket, shivering as he made his way to the three broomsticks. He relished in the warmth as he opened the door and walked inside.

“Sirius, over here!” A voice said and he looked over to find Y/n sitting at a table already.

“You’re early, we still have half an hour.” He smiled as he sat down.

Y/n shrugged, “It didn’t take as long as I expected it to.”

“Shall I order the butterbeer?” Sirius asked and Y/n waved him off.

“No need, I already have. It should be here soon.”

“DId you have fun shopping?” Sirius asked with a smile.

Y/n nodded, “I think I bought you the perfect gift, you’re gonna love it a lot.”

“I think you’re gonna love yours too.”

“You got me a gift?”

Sirius laughed, “Did you really expect me to let you get me a gift and not get you one as well? You’re crazy.”

Y/n rolled her eyes, “Don’t be rude. So, do you officially love Christmas?”

“I don’t hate it.” Sirius confessed and Y/n smiled.

“Good enough, for now. Oh, thank you.” Y/n smiled as the waiter brought two glasses of butterbeer. She took a sip and Sirius burst out laughing. “What?” She asked. “Sirius! What is it?”

“You have- oh, Merlin.” He said, taking a deep breath. “You look great with a mustache, you should grow it out.” Y/n rolled her eyes and wiped her upper lip. “Oh, well now it’s all along your cheek.”

“Help me, please.”

Sirius leaned over the table and gently wiped her cheek with his thumb. He smiled proudly and pulled away.

“There you go, all better.”

“There’s nothing on your thumb. You’re a liar.” Y/n said with a grin.

Sirius shrugged, “And what about it?”

Day four

“Happy Christmas Eve, Y/n.” Sirius said, sitting down at the table.

“Happy Christmas Eve, Sirius. How are you this fine evening?”

“I’m quite well. What are we doing today?”

“Well, I thought we’d stay in today and then later tonight build a fort in the common room.”

Sirius smiled, “Will you sing me a song?”

Y/n laughed, “Maybe, if you’re lucky.”

“Fingers crossed.”

“Okay, you have every blanket and chair you could find?” Y/n asked, looking at the pile of blankets and chairs in the middle of the common room.”

Sirius nodded, “I stripped all of our beds and stole chairs from most of the dorms up there.”

“Okay, that’s good. Let’s start by moving these back.” Y/n said, motioning to the couch and armchairs.

The two worked together to push back the furniture and create their fort with the chairs and blankets. They laughed every time a chair fell and either one got tangled in sheets or blankets. Through all the hardship, after almost two hours of building their fort it was finally finished.

The two crawled under the fort and sat comfortably.

“Now, you sing me a song.” Sirius said, motioning towards the guitar Y/n had brought.

Y/n sighed and grabbed the guitar, “Alright, what song?”

Sirius shrugged, “Sing the same song you sang before everyone went home. I left before you could finish.”

Y/n strummed her guitar with a laugh, “I know, you slammed the doors.”

Sirius winced, “I’m sorry.”

Y/n smiled, “Have yourself a merry little Christmas, let your heart be light.”

Sirius watched with a soft smile as she sang, glancing down at her guitar every once in a while.

“Once again as in olden days, happy golden days of yore. Faithful friends who are dear to us, will be near to us once more.”

Her eyes sparkled, “Someday soon we will all be together, if the fates allow. Until then, we’ll have to muddle through somehow. So have yourself a merry little Christmas now.”

There was a moment of silence before Sirius spoke, “You’re beautiful.”

Y/n blushed, “Sirius.”

Sirius hummed.

“I love being around you.” She said softly.

“Y/n.”

She hummed.

“I love being around you, too.”

“That’s good.”

“Do you think we could always be around each other?”

“I definitely do.” Y/n nodded.

“Y/n?” Sirius asked.

Y/n hummed.

“Do you think I could kiss you?”

“I definitely do.”

Sirius gently moved the guitar to the side and cupped Y/n’s cheek, pulling her closer and placing a soft kiss on her lips. The kiss was sweet and slow, nothing but genuine passion.

Sirius smiled once they pulled away, “Maybe Christmas isn’t so bad.”

Day five

Sirius gently shook awake the girl next to him, “Y/n, wake up.” He said quietly and the girl's eyes fluttered open.

“Oh, hello.” She said with a smile.

“Happy Christmas, Y/n.”

“Happy Christmas, Siri.”

“Do you want your gift?” Sirius asked and Y/n shook her head.

“No, you open yours first.” She said reaching over and pulling out a neatly packed bag

Sirius laughed, “Okay, okay.” He took the present and took out the tissue paper and gasped. “Y/n, this is like a gazillion galleons.” He said, pulling out the leather jacket.

Y/n smiled, “Not quite. Do you like it?”

Sirius nodded, “I love it! But now you have to open mine.”

He demanded, pulling out the small wrapped box.

Y/n carefully unwrapped the present and took the lid off of the small box. It was her turn to gasp at the shiny golden metal.

“Sirius.” She breathed out, gently taking the locket from the box. “It’s beautiful.”

“Reminds me of someone.” Sirius said. “Can I help you put it on?” Y/n nodded and handed him the necklace, turning around and lifting up her hair. Sirius clasped the necklace around her neck and sealed it with a soft kiss.

“I love it, thank you so much.”

Sirius smiled, “I’m glad you like it. Thank you for mine, as well. It's official, I love Christmas.”

Sirius and Y/n laughed quietly to each other as students filled the Great Hall once again. They sat next to each other, rather closely, as they looked over a muggle paper, laughing at all the drama involved.

“Uhm, hello again, Pads, who’s this?” A voice asked and the pair looked up to see James, a smiling Remus, and a nonchalant Peter.

“Ah, Prongs, this is Y/n, my girlfriend.”

James cocked his head, “I left you for two weeks and you got yourself a girlfriend?”

Sirius smiled and looked at Y/n as she talked to Remus, “Yeah, I guess I did.”

James shook his head with a laugh, “You are one of a kind, Pads.”

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I needed to repost this because it's one of the works I'm most proud of. It's so bittersweet. Everyone deserves a happy ending and a happy mind, i believe in each and every one of you. Lots of love, aanoia 💌

Definitely (Dying, pt. 2)

Poly!marauders x reader, James Potter x reader, Remus Lupin x reader, Sirius Black x reader

Summary; a failed attempt and a year later, y/n is finally okay

Words; 1,800+

Warnings; srs tw, talk of drug abuse, suicide, self harm, I think that's all

Pt. 1, "Dying"

Really heavy topics, loves, please proceed with caution. I love you all!

It had been two months. The worst two months of their lives. The Marauders watched from afar as their now ex girlfriend killed herself, and said ex girlfriend had to watch as her lovers sat in each other's arms, basking in each other's presence. It was all too much. She couldn’t take it anymore.

Today was a rare day where Y/n wasn’t on anything. Her system was clear and a bright smile was on her face. Almost everyone felt uncomfortable about the sudden change, wondering why she was suddenly… okay. Truth is she was the farthest from that that she’s ever been.

“Oh my gosh! Y/n, I love your necklace. Where did you get it?” Lily Evans, one of Y/n’s best friends, asked as Y/n sat down at the table. She sat as far away from the Marauders as she could, which proved difficult as Lily loved sitting next to them.

Y/n smiled and reached behind her head, swiftly unclasping the necklace and dangling it in front of Lily, “Here, have it.”

Lily shook her head, “Oh no, I couldn’t take it.”

“No, I swear it’s fine. It’s not really my style anyway. It’d look much better on you than me.” Y/n insisted and Lily hesitantly took the necklace.

The thing is, that was Y/n’s favorite necklace. One her mom had given her when she was just a little girl, before she became a disappointment. The Marauders knew that. They shared uneasy looks, confused as to why she would so easily hand over her favorite possession,

“Awh, that was sweet, Y/n.” Marlene said, admiring the golden necklace that now lay beautifully across Lily’s chest.

“Oh, here. You can have my bracelet. I always see you eyeing it.” She removed the bracelet and handed it to Marlene.

“Oh, thank you, Y/n. How kind.” She said with her brows furrowed.

“Of course.” Y/n responded with a smile.

It had been like that all day. She had given away everything that was complimented and constantly gave people hugs and told them she loved me. It was weird, for lack of a better term. It wasn’t only people close to her that noticed the unusualness either. It was classmates and teachers as well, even the paintings that lined the walls noticed a difference. It left an uneasy pit in everyone's stomach.

That night, Remus sat at his desk with his hand holding up his head as he was deep in thought.

James gently placed his hand on the boy's shoulder, “Moony? What’s going on in that head of yours?” James asked and Sirius perked up at the question, also wanting to know the answer.

Remus shook his head, “S’nothing.”

Sirius let out a short laugh, “You're full of shit. You’ve got that face. You only get that face when you’re thinking of something.”

“Oh, yeah. You’re right. He does have a thinking face.” James agreed and Sirius nodded.

“I know right, he goes like-” Sirius made an exaggerated facial expression.

“No, that looks nothing like him, dimwit. It’s like this-” Remus tuned them out as they fought.

He went over every interaction Y/n had had that he witnessed throughout the day. She was acting so strange. Even before all the weed and drugs she never just gave away her possessions. She loved her things and held them close to her heart. So why was she giving it all away? And why was she suddenly showing so much affection? And why now? What changed? And why does Remus feel like he’s forgetting somethin-

Remus shot from his seat, “We need to find her. Now.” He said urgently before running out of the room, the boys paused before running after him, knowing exactly who “her” was.

Remus hastily knocked on the door of Y/n’s dorm room, hoping she would open the door. Instead he was met with the sleepy face of Lily Evans and soft snores from Marlene who was cuddled up into Dorcas’ side. No Y/n.

“Remus?” She glanced behind him. “Sirius? James? What is it?”

“Is Y/n here?” He asked, dread filling his body.

Lily shook her head, “No, she said she was going up to the astronomy tower. Why?”

“I’ll tell you later, thank you.” He said before beginning to move again, but once they got down to the empty common room Sirius grabbed tightly onto his arm, stopping any movement.

“Remus, what is going on? Why are you so worried?” Sirius asked.

“I think Y/n’s going to kill herself. The signs add up, giving away valuable possessions, being extra affectionate, and you know how her life is. We need to find her, now.” Sirius and James looked at each other before nodding. Sirius let go of Remus and all three sped to the astronomy tower, spending little to no time to think about not getting caught. Right now it was not a priority, their priority was Y/n.

They raced up the steps, not stopping as their lungs begged for air and legs ached for rest. Remus burst through the door and halted as his eyes lay on a silhouette standing at the edge of the tower, on the other side of the rails.

“Remus?” The figure asked, her voice hoarse and broken.

“Y/n, baby, please. Come here.” He begged as his boyfriends came in behind him.

“Y/n?” James asked tentatively. “Sweetheart, don’t do it.”

“Please, go away.” She asked, tears pouring from her eyes. They weren’t supposed to be here. “Please.” She whispered.

Sirius was the only one brave enough to step closer, “No. We let you leave once already, I won’t let you again.” He took another step.

“No, get away from me!” She cried, her sweaty hands slipping against the cool metal.

“Love.” Sirius said quietly, close enough to whisper to her. “It’s going to be okay, yeah?” She began to protest but he shook his head, shushing her while taking yet another step forward. “No, I know how hard that is to believe. But it will. And I- we- we will be there every step of the way. Come on, love, grab onto my hand.” He said quietly while stretching his hand out.

“I can’t do it anymore, Siri.” She whispered, her legs shaking.

“Yes you can.” He assured her immediately. “You can, I know of it. You are the strongest girl I’ve met. I know you can stay here. With me. And Remus. And James. I know you can.”

“But the weed and-and the alcohol, even if I don’t know, I’ll kill myself!”

“Then we’ll work together to get sober. Y/n, my love, it’s not impossible for you to be happy. I need you to realize that. You can be happy, and you are worthy of being happy. Now hold my hand, please.” He asked again, tears stinging his eyes. She hesitantly grabbed his hand and let him help her over the rails.

The moment her feet touched the ground of the astronomy tower she collapsed in tears and the three immediately engulfed her in a warm hug. She sobbed in their arms for what felt like hours, but the boys didn’t care. She needed love, and they were going to give it to her.

Once her cries quieted to small sniffles Remus pulled away and gently placed his hand on her tear stained cheek, wiping away the tears with the pad of his thumb.

“Hey, baby.” he said quietly.

“I’m sorry.” She whispered.

“Whatever for?”

“Being such a bitch to you guys and pushing you.” She said, her eyes cast downward as guilt filled her body.

“It’s alright, my love. We’ve already forgiven you.” Sirius responded, the boys nodding along with him.

“We just want you to be okay.” James said, his arms wrapped loosely around her neck as he placed a soft kiss on her temple.

Y/n nodded slowly, “I wanna be okay too.”

“You will be okay.”

A year later, Y/n smiled at Lily as she sat down at the table in the morning.

“Good morning, Lily, how did you sleep?”

Lily snorted, “I would’ve slept better if a few girls in my dorm didn’t stop gossiping all night.”

Y/n and Marlene looked at each other with smirks.

“Oh, how rude of them.” Marlene said.

“Truly a tragedy.” Y/n agreed, grabbing a piece of toast. “Does anyone know where my boyfriends are?” She asked, looking around the table.

“Probably doing something dumb.” Dorcas said and Y/n nodded.

“I believe it.”

The doors to Great Hall opened and in walked Sirius Black. He walked to the Gryffindor table and stood behind his girlfriend, leaning down.

“We need you outside, please, Ms. L/n.” He said, sending shivers down the girl's spine.

“Oh, really?” She asked.

He kissed her cheek, “Yes, ma’am. Shall I escort you?” He asked, standing straight and holding out his hand.

She grabbed his hand, “You shall.” She stood up and let out a small yelp as Sirius quickly tugged her along. Y/n laughed as they sped down the hallway, making Sirius smile. Her laugh truly was music to his ears.

The left the castle and Sirius brought her to a little picnic blanket which her other two boyfriends were lounging on while conversating.

“Ah, look at our girl.” James said as he noticed them approaching.

“Guys, what is this?” Y/n asked with wide eyes as Sirius pushed her down gently, urging her to sit.

“Well, I do believe it’s a picnic.” Remus answered with a grin.

Y/n rolled her eyes, “No, I mean what’s it for?”

“Ah, great question. Today marks one year of you being sober, and we wanted to show you how proud of you we are.” Sirius explained and Y/n smiled.

“Guys, thank you. I love you all so much.”

“We love you too.” James responded.

“Oh! Hagrid made a cake. We didn’t ask him too, but he handed it to us and told us to make sure it got to you.” Remus said, handing Y/n a box.

Y/n smiled as she read what was on the cake.

‘PROWD OF YOU, Y/N!’

“Awh, Hagrid is so sweet.” Y/n said with a large smile.

“We’re proud of you too, by the way.” James said, putting his head on her lap.

Sirius grabbed Y/n’s hand, “I told you you were the strongest girl I knew.”

Pride swelled in Y/n’s chest. She had come so far in just a year. She had walked through hell and came back alive, barely, but still alive. She had cut off contact from her parents, much to their dismay as now their scapegoat had left, however they didn’t put in the effort to keep her around. During the summer before seventh year she stayed in the spare bedroom at the Potter house, going under strict rules of doors open at all times if she and James were together, or any of them if the other two came over. Y/n was more than okay, she was happy. She healed. Was it hard? Maybe. Was it worth it?

Definitely.

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aanoia · 4 months

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You're so kind! Happy Christmas!

I celebrate Christmas (and my birthday as well)

I do decorate for the Holidays, I'm someone who decorates the moment Halloween is over

My favorite holiday tradition is receiving fun Christmas pj's on Christmas eve (this year my siblings and I all got matching ones, as well as my little cousin)

I have to admit I'm not sure if you made a mistake or meant grifting and I truly don't know what grifting is

I love both equally, i love seeing peoples faces light up but I also love seeing how people thought of me

my ghost of Christmas past would show me crying every Christmas 😝 but it would also show me how I still found the joy in the holidays, despite it not always being fun for me

My fav holiday song is The Christmas Song or Last Christmas

My most interesting holiday decoration I own is my tree topper which is a blue star with a picture of young coriolanus snow on it (snow lands on top)

My dream gift would be Timotheé Chalamet himself, jk it'd be either a trip to Universal or London (does that count?)

I let my hands freeze :(

My fav part of the holidays is spending time with my whole family and opening gifts (and watching movies after, as I'm wiring this we're watching Harry Potter and TPOA)

I appreciate you so much!!! I love you, have a good Christmas!

Holiday Question Time!!

Hello my loves! While I celebrate Christmas, I understand not everyone does! So I tried to come up with questions that I hope are good. I am spending time at my moms house for Christmas which means I need some love. While I am not used to getting love I am used to giving it out. SO I created this list of questions for the holidays just to let you all know I love them. Feel free to answer or not it is up to you. However if you are tagged it is my way of expressing my love to you <3

Which holiday do you celebrate?

Do you decorate for the holidays?

Fave holiday tradition?

If you do not have a tradition what is one you would like to do?

Have you grifted a present?

Do you like giving or getting gifts(don’t lie tbh I LOVE getting gifts I know that makes me sound selfish)

What would your ghost of Christmas past show you?

What is your fave holiday song?

What is the most interesting holiday decoration you own?

What would be your dream gift(material gift)?

Do you wear mittens or gloves?

Lastly what is your fave part of the holidays?

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#hoildays #moots #i love you all so much #happy holidays #aanoia

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It's my 1 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

Omg guys I'm so old 😫

#1 year tumblrversary #tumblr milestone #aanoia #romance #marauders era

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Oh my 'the power of christmas' literally made my heart melt. It was so so cute 😭 thank you!! 🤍

ah I'm so glad you loved it ! It was such a last minute thing so it makes me so happy people enjoyed reading it. I love you 🫶🫶

#aanoia #romance #marauders era #the marauders

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𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒏 - 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒎𝒂𝒔

“Have yourself a merry little Christmas.” She sang softly and any murmurs that could be heard disappeared. Her voice was undoubtedly breathtaking. “Let your heart be light.”

Sirius sighed, “Hey, Prongs, I’m going back to the common room. Have a good Christmas.” He whispered to his best friend and James nodded.

“You too, Padfoot. Love you.” He focused back on the singer.

“Love you too.”

“Next year all our troubles will be miles away.” Was the last thing he heard before he shut the doors rather loudly and walked back to the common room.

His head shot to the entrance as it opened quietly and the girl from the Great Hall walked in, a frown on her face. Sirius’ brows furrowed, he didn’t know she stayed for Christmas.

“What are you doing here?” He asked, not even realizing the words as they spilled from his mouth.

The girl cocked her head, “Uh, going up to my room, I believe. Is there a problem?”

Sirius blinked, “Uhm, no. Sorry.”

The girl nodded, “Alright then. Good night.” She said and began walking up the stairs to the girls dormitory.

“Your voice is beautiful.” Sirius winced, what in the world is he saying?

The girl turned her head and gave him a soft smile, he didn't notice the way his heart skipped a beat, “Thank you.”

Day one

The next morning, Sirius ate alone at the long Gryffindor table. He didn’t spare a glance as the doors opened, figuring it was just another Slytherin whose parents also sucked.

“May I sit here?” A voice asked and Sirius looked up to see the girl from before. “It seems as if we are the only Gryffindors who have decided to stay for Christmas.”

Sirius glanced along the table to find she was right, no other soul sat at the Gryffindor table. He nodded and motioned for her to sit down across from him.

“I’m Y/n, by the way.” She said with a smile.

“Sirius.”

“Oh, I know.” Y/n said, grabbing some toast.

“You do?”

Y/n laughed and Sirius swore it was the best thing he had ever heard, “I’m pretty sure the entire school knows you, Sirius.”

Sirius smiled, “I guess.”

“So, I’m not gonna ask why you're not going home, because obviously you aren’t allowed to ask me, but I would like to know why you aren’t going with Potter to his house?”

“How did you know he invited me?”

Y/n shrugged, sipping from her goblet, “Remus tells me everything.”

It clicked in his head, “Oh, I know you. Remus talks about you every once in a while.”

Y/n smiled, “All good things, I hope.”

Sirius grinned, “Nope. He talks about how evil you are, all the first years you drown in the lake.”

Y/n’s face got serious (pun intended), “He told you?”

Sirius nodded, “Yep.”

Y/n sighed, “And I really liked you. Oh well, I have to kill you now.”

“Awh, you like me.”

She grabbed a butter knife, “Not for long. I don’t like dead people. But, seriously (pun intended), why aren’t you going with Potter?”

“I don’t want to intrude on their family time.” Sirius shrugged. “Besides, I don’t like Christmas.”

Y/n dropped the thing of jam she had in her hand, causing a loud clatter. She winced as every set of eyes in the room locked on her.

“Everything alright, Miss L/n?” Dumbledore asked with a smile from the teachers table.

Y/n nodded, “Yes, professor, my sincerest apologies.” Sirius snickered and Y/n glared at him. “How do you not like Christmas?”

Sirius shoved some ham in his mouth, “No good memories from it.” He said with a mouth full.

Y/n grimaced, “Okay well, I don’t either, doesn’t mean I don’t love it. It’s so happy and cheerful.”

“Not for me.”

“Okay well then, it is now my mission to make this Christmas amazing for you. I have five days to get you into the Christmas spirit, are you ready?”

“I didn’t consent to this.”

“Does it look like I care?” Y/n deadpanned and Sirius sighed and nodded. Her face lit up. “Perfect! Okay, after breakfast, go put on a coat and some gloves and meet me in the common room.

Sirius walked down the stairs to the common room, coat, Gryffindor scarf, and gloves in hand. He smiled when he saw Y/n sitting on the couch by the fire, reading a book.

“What’re you reading?” He asked, sitting next to her as she looked up from the pages.

“Oh, a muggle Christmas book.” She said, showing him the cover.

Sirius nodded, “You really like Christmas, huh?”

“Love it. Let’s go.” She said, standing up and setting her book on the coffee table.

“Are you just gonna leave it there?” Sirius asked, afraid it would get stolen.

Y/n snorted, “There’s no one here to take it.”

“So, what now?” Sirius asked and Y/n smiled.

“Make a snow angel with me.” She said, plopping onto the snow.

“A what?” He asked as she began moving her arms and legs up and down.

“A snow angel.”

“What’s a snow angel?”

“Oh my Godric.” Y/n said in shock. “Okay, get on your back in the snow and just flail your limbs like this.” She said, continuing to demonstrate as Sirius laughed, but did as told.

He laid down, ignoring the cold on the back of his head as he moved his arms and legs up and down exactly how instructed.

“What’s the point of this?” He asked as they laid there, moving in sync.

“I’m not sure. It’ll be cute when it’s done though, I promise.”

“And how do we know it’s done?”

“We decide.”

“So can we be done?” He asked. “I want to see them.”

“Sure. Get up very carefully, try not to step on them and ruin it with your foot print.”

“Got it.” Sirius said and they both stood very carefully. Sirius smiled as he saw the imprints left. “They look like angels.”

Y/n nodded, “That’s probably why they’re called snow angels.”

Sirius shoved her gently, “Shut up.

She shoved him back, “They look like they’re holding hands.”

“You’re right, they do. Do you think they’re in love?”

“Probably. Can angels be in love?”

“I don’t know, you tell me.”

Y/n looked at Sirius silently, “Was that supposed to be a-”

Sirius nodded, shushing the girl, “Yeah, it was pretty bad.”

“It was.” She agreed.

They stood in silence for a moment before they began to laugh.

“Okay, snowman time.” Y/n said.

“Do you think we could ice skate on the lake?” Sirius asked, gazing out to the lake.

“Uhm, not sure, I’d rather not try. It’s snowman time, though, so get in the zone. This is very serious.”

Sirius looked back at the girl, “Is it?”

She nodded, “Extremely serious.”

“Well, last time I checked I was Sirius, but I’ll let it slide.”

Y/n dead panned, “I hate you.”

“I don’t think you do.”

“You’re not funny.”

“I think I am.”

“Snowman.”

Sirius nodded, “Snowman.”

Y/n gasped, “We should make our snowmen be in love! Just like the angels, they can hold hands.”

Sirius laughed, “Whatever you wish, I suppose.”

“Okay, here’s your hand.” Y/n said softly, feeling quite tired from the day.

“Thank you.” Sirius said, his tone matching hers. He stuck the branch into the snowman and bent it slightly so the end was touching Y/n’s snowman.

“They’re so cute.” Y/n smiled and Sirius nodded.

“Yeah, they are.”

“Oh, look, your book is still there.” Sirius said as they entered the warm common room after eating dinner. Sirius still had her hand in his.

Y/n smiled, “I told you it wouldn’t get stolen.”

“Goodnight, Y/n. Thank you for today.” Sirius said.

“Goodnight, Sirius. Anytime.” She responded and walked up the stairs, untangling their hands. Again, they both immediately missed the warmth the other provided.

Day two

“We should try to ice skate on the lake.” Sirius said as they sat down at the table for breakfast.

“Sirius, we talked about this, I don’t think it’s safe.”

Sirius glanced at the teachers making their way past, “How about we ask? Professor Dumbledore, Minnie, do you think it’s safe to ice skate on the lake?”

The two professors looked at each other and shrugged, “I don’t see why not.” Professor McGonagall said.

“Have fun, be safe.” Dumbledore smiled and they continued walking.

Sirius grinned as he looked back at Y/n, “Looks like we are going to be ice skating.”

Y/n sighed, “Okay, fine. For the sake of Christmas.”

“Okay actually, I’m changing my mind.” Y/n said as she sat by the lake, ready to transfigure her ice skates back into her shoes.

“Y/n, come on. I’ll help you.” Sirius offered, skating to the edge of the lake and holding his hand out.

“You got this. I believe in you.” Sirius said quietly as he began to move them around slowly.

“I’m gonna cry.”

“Who cries on Christmas?”

“We do.”

“Not this year, Y/n.”

Y/n looked up and met his eyes before nodding, “Yeah, not this year.”

“You’re doing great. I’m gonna speed up a little bit, just hold on tightly, alright?”

Y/n nodded, taking a deep breath. “Alright.”

“Oh my- what happened, are you alright?” Sirius asked and Y/n breathed heavily.

“I- yeah, um, I’m okay.” She stuttered, realizing how close his face was to hers.

Sirius cleared his throat and sat down beside her, a small laugh falling from his lips.

“What?” Y/n asked and Sirius smiled at her.

“You’re just funny.”

Y/n smiled sarcastically, “Awh, no you’re funny.” She paused. “Funny looking.”

Sirius put a hand on his heart, “You wound me.”

“You’ll get over it. Let’s try again.” She said, attempting to stand and just barely doing so successfully.

“Look at you.” Sirius smiled, standing up with her. “Now go forward, carefully.” Y/n took a few steps forward and eventually she was gently sliding on the ice.

“I’m doing it, SIrius, I’m doing it!”

Sirius nodded, skating circles around the girl, “You are.” He agreed with a smile as she laughed.

“This is so much fun!”

Day three

“Today we’re going to Hogsmeade with the teachers.” Y/n said as Sirius sat down.

“Are we?” He asked.

“Yes. We’re going to look at some lights, do some shopping, and get a butterbeer.” She decided and Sirius nodded.

“Sounds good to me.” He said as owls began to swoop through the castle.

A small bundle of letters dropped in front of Y/n and Sirius and they each opened their respective ones.

The final one was from his parents and he froze. Y/n glanced up at his uneasy expression and her eyes flitted to the letter.

She carefully took the unopened parchment from his hands, “They don’t matter, Sirius.” She said quietly, throwing the letter to the side. “Let’s have fun.”

Sirius gave her an uneasy smile, “Yeah, you’re right. Let’s have fun.”

“Okay, you two. Be safe, don’t get into trouble.” Professor McGonagall instructed as they walked into Hogsmeade.

The two teens nodded, “Yes, professor.” Y/n said.

“Now, Minnie, when have I ever gotten into trouble?” Sirius asked and Professor McGonagall raised her brow.

“When have you ever not?” She responded curtly and walked to the three broomsticks.

“You think she’s meeting up with her husband?” Y/n asked.

“She’s married?” Sirius questioned as they walked down the street.

“I’d assume so. She’s beautiful and smart, why wouldn’t she be?”

Sirius shrugged, “Where are we going first?”

“Actually.” Y/n said. “I’m leaving you.”

Sirius glanced at her, “Why?”

“I need to get you a Christmas present, duh.”

He shook his head, “No, you can’t.”

“Why?”

“I’m not that important.”

Y/n laughed, “Don’t be silly. You’re very important. Meet me at the three broomsticks in an hour, alright?”

Sirius nodded, “Alright.”

“Don’t die.” Y/n called as she walked off.

“You too!”

“Are you looking for something specific?” The lady asked and Sirius smiled.

“No. In fact, I’ve not no clue at all what I’m looking for.” He confessed and the lady smiled.

“Who are you shopping for?”

“A girl.”

“Do you love her?” She asked and Sirius laughed.

“That wouldn’t be far off.”

The woman hummed in thought before her eyes lit up, “You stay put, I might have the perfect gift for her.”

“Okay, sorry for the wait.” The lady hobbled back out and laid down a shimmering gold locket. “Here it is.”

“I think she’d absolutely adore this.” Sirius beamed and the woman smiled.

“Good. Take it.”

“How much?” Sirius asked, pulling out his wallet.

The woman waved him off, “Don’t be silly. It’s free, in the name of love.”

“No, you can’t-”

“Be off, I’m closing.” She said, pushing him towards the door.

“You don’t close until eig-”

“Sirius, over here!” A voice said and he looked over to find Y/n sitting at a table already.

“You’re early, we still have half an hour.” He smiled as he sat down.

Y/n shrugged, “It didn’t take as long as I expected it to.”

“Shall I order the butterbeer?” Sirius asked and Y/n waved him off.

“No need, I already have. It should be here soon.”

“DId you have fun shopping?” Sirius asked with a smile.

Y/n nodded, “I think I bought you the perfect gift, you’re gonna love it a lot.”

“I think you’re gonna love yours too.”

“You got me a gift?”

Sirius laughed, “Did you really expect me to let you get me a gift and not get you one as well? You’re crazy.”

Y/n rolled her eyes, “Don’t be rude. So, do you officially love Christmas?”

“I don’t hate it.” Sirius confessed and Y/n smiled.

“Good enough, for now. Oh, thank you.” Y/n smiled as the waiter brought two glasses of butterbeer. She took a sip and Sirius burst out laughing. “What?” She asked. “Sirius! What is it?”

“Help me, please.”

Sirius leaned over the table and gently wiped her cheek with his thumb. He smiled proudly and pulled away.

“There you go, all better.”

“There’s nothing on your thumb. You’re a liar.” Y/n said with a grin.

Sirius shrugged, “And what about it?”

Day four

“Happy Christmas Eve, Y/n.” Sirius said, sitting down at the table.

“Happy Christmas Eve, Sirius. How are you this fine evening?”

“I’m quite well. What are we doing today?”

“Well, I thought we’d stay in today and then later tonight build a fort in the common room.”

Sirius smiled, “Will you sing me a song?”

Y/n laughed, “Maybe, if you’re lucky.”

“Fingers crossed.”

“Okay, you have every blanket and chair you could find?” Y/n asked, looking at the pile of blankets and chairs in the middle of the common room.”

Sirius nodded, “I stripped all of our beds and stole chairs from most of the dorms up there.”

“Okay, that’s good. Let’s start by moving these back.” Y/n said, motioning to the couch and armchairs.

The two crawled under the fort and sat comfortably.

“Now, you sing me a song.” Sirius said, motioning towards the guitar Y/n had brought.

Y/n sighed and grabbed the guitar, “Alright, what song?”

Sirius shrugged, “Sing the same song you sang before everyone went home. I left before you could finish.”

Y/n strummed her guitar with a laugh, “I know, you slammed the doors.”

Sirius winced, “I’m sorry.”

Y/n smiled, “Have yourself a merry little Christmas, let your heart be light.”

Sirius watched with a soft smile as she sang, glancing down at her guitar every once in a while.

“Once again as in olden days, happy golden days of yore. Faithful friends who are dear to us, will be near to us once more.”

Her eyes sparkled, “Someday soon we will all be together, if the fates allow. Until then, we’ll have to muddle through somehow. So have yourself a merry little Christmas now.”

There was a moment of silence before Sirius spoke, “You’re beautiful.”

Y/n blushed, “Sirius.”

Sirius hummed.

“I love being around you.” She said softly.

“Y/n.”

She hummed.

“I love being around you, too.”

“That’s good.”

“Do you think we could always be around each other?”

“I definitely do.” Y/n nodded.

“Y/n?” Sirius asked.

Y/n hummed.

“Do you think I could kiss you?”

“I definitely do.”

Sirius gently moved the guitar to the side and cupped Y/n’s cheek, pulling her closer and placing a soft kiss on her lips. The kiss was sweet and slow, nothing but genuine passion.

Sirius smiled once they pulled away, “Maybe Christmas isn’t so bad.”

Day five

Sirius gently shook awake the girl next to him, “Y/n, wake up.” He said quietly and the girl's eyes fluttered open.

“Oh, hello.” She said with a smile.

“Happy Christmas, Y/n.”

“Happy Christmas, Siri.”

“Do you want your gift?” Sirius asked and Y/n shook her head.

“No, you open yours first.” She said reaching over and pulling out a neatly packed bag

Sirius laughed, “Okay, okay.” He took the present and took out the tissue paper and gasped. “Y/n, this is like a gazillion galleons.” He said, pulling out the leather jacket.

Y/n smiled, “Not quite. Do you like it?”

Sirius nodded, “I love it! But now you have to open mine.”

He demanded, pulling out the small wrapped box.

Y/n carefully unwrapped the present and took the lid off of the small box. It was her turn to gasp at the shiny golden metal.

“Sirius.” She breathed out, gently taking the locket from the box. “It’s beautiful.”

“I love it, thank you so much.”

Sirius smiled, “I’m glad you like it. Thank you for mine, as well. It's official, I love Christmas.”

“Uhm, hello again, Pads, who’s this?” A voice asked and the pair looked up to see James, a smiling Remus, and a nonchalant Peter.

“Ah, Prongs, this is Y/n, my girlfriend.”

James cocked his head, “I left you for two weeks and you got yourself a girlfriend?”

Sirius smiled and looked at Y/n as she talked to Remus, “Yeah, I guess I did.”

James shook his head with a laugh, “You are one of a kind, Pads.”

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