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siriuslyshouldislytherin · 8 months

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Two Halves of a Whole

(Part 2)

Pairing : Sirius Black × Potter!reader

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"James. What did he do ?"

"He is an annoying toerag. "

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

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

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

"Yes. "

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

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

"I want to be friends with her. "

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

"What did she tell you ?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"How Remus ?"

"Just ask some random girl. "

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

"What - no ! - hey Evans. "

The red-head turned around.

"Yes Lupin ?"

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

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

"Where is she then ?"

"We -"James piped in.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sirius tried to shrug the uncanny feeling in his stomach.

"Jamie !" She cried onto his shirt.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"What ! Who did that ?" James asked.

"The girl who held me by my hair. "

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

"Where are you off to ?"

"To teach Bella and her cronies a lesson. "

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

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

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

"Niff , but -"

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

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

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

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

"Anyways Niff , are you alright ?"

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

James turned to Sirius and enveloped him in a hug.

"I will always be there for her. "

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

"Thank you , Remus , Sirius and Peter. "

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siriuslyshouldislytherin · 8 months

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Two Halves of a Whole

(Part 1)

Pairing: Sirius Black × Potter!reader

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

Warning : mostly fluff , James being protective , and a little angst between James and Sirius , Remus being a brotherly figure to the reader.

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The Potters'

The name was embedded in red and gold on the wooden plate which was hung on the front door of the house.

Inside , lived two children , James and Y/N with their parents , Fleamont and Euphemia.

Fleamont and Euphemia were proud parents to both their kids. James being the elder one of the two , Y/N being the younger one.

Fleamont and Euphemia were way more protective towards Y/N as she was a premature baby and fragile at birth. She had been in the New-born care unit in St. Mungo's for a total of two months before her mother and father had brought her home. Back then , Euphemia had cried onto Fleamont's shoulder everytime she saw her little one in a little glass box , her body inserted with tubes.

Once , James had seen this and since that very moment , he had made a mental note to himself , always protecting his sister and being her guardian angel.

"Mum ! Dad ! Jamie ! Where are you all ?" She asked around the house.

Upon no response , she entered the living room only to get startled by the sudden burst of confetti on her.

"Happy birthday Niff !" James ruffled her hair and brought her into a bear hug.

"Happiest birthday , Little one !" Her mother and father wished her at the same time.

She freed herself from James and thanked him as she went to her parents to give them their fair share of hugs.

"Thanks mum ! Thanks dad !" She exclaimed.

Fleamont and Euphemia started peppering kisses all over her face as she giggled.

~time skip~

"Niff , you have to walk straight through the barrier and you will find yourself on the platform. Look at me and James , how we do it , then you can follow us with your mother. Alright ?"

"Yes dad. " She looked at her mother who , in turn , gestured her to look at her brother and father.

Y/N walked through the barrier with her mother as she stood on the Platform 9¾ with her trunk in the trolley and her owl Ozwald hooting happily in the cage.

Her head snapped at the voice of the sound of a trunk getting loaded onto the train , when she saw James and Fleamont load James' trunk onto the train.

She picked her trunk and started walking towards the train , trying to not fall flat on her face. Her mother wasn't very happy with Y/N dragging her trunk on her own because apparently , according to Euphemia , 'The Trunk is too big for Y/N. '

"Let us help you , dear. " Fleamont requested her as James scuttled over the the other side , to help her.

"I can - help myself - dad !" She dropped her trunk onto the train and heaved a sigh of relief.

Y/N heard the train horn as other students gradually boarded the train.

"Now come and give your old mum-dad a hug !" James and Y/N ran towards their parents as she said ," you aren't old mum-dad. "

Fleamont and Euphemia both took Y/N to the side as they crouched down to her eye level.

"Mum ! Dad ! Don't cry now. Else I will cry and then Jamie will never let me live through it !"

"My baby is finally going to Hogwarts !" Euphemie wiped away her tears.

Y/N gave both of them a kiss on their cheeks and went off towards the train.

Euphemia and Fleamont turned to James.

"James , take care of your sister. Never leave her alone and most importantly write to us twice a week. "

"Don't you worry , mum and dad. I will always be there for her. " James smiled at them as both of them hugged the boy and he ran towards the train.

"Niff , stick to me. No loitering around. "

"Why ?" She whined.

"Because I say so. "

"But you are going to find your friends and have fun with them. So let me find kids of my age. "

"I am going to include you in all the fun I do. Besides my friends are gonna be just an year elder than you. So do as I say. "

James pulled his trunk down the corridor and entered the 2nd compartment.

Y/N followed him as she saw her brother and 3 other boys hugging each other.

"Come in , Niff ! These are my friends. Remus Lupin , Peter Pettigrew and -"

"Sirius Black. " A boy with jet black hair stretched his hand forward for Y/N to shake but James glared at him , causing him to pull his hand back.

"I am -"

"Y/N Euphemia Potter. " The three boys spoke together.

"You know about me ?"

"Ofcourse. We know everything about you. That - that how - dear -"

"How much of a pain you are - for me to handle !" James said just to tease her.

"Jamie !"

"Oh no ! Absolutely not ! He loves you so much that he can write a bloody Encyclopedia on you." Sirius said.

"Can you really turn a matchstick into a needle ?"

"Oh yes I can. " Remus said to her as her jaw dropped literally on the floor.

"Can you perhaps show me how to do it ?"

"Yeah sure !" Remus pulled out a matchstick out of his pocket as he did a fair bit of wand work and turned it into a needle.

"Jamie !! Did you see it ?"

"Calm Niff. It is about few months that you can do it too. "

She looked at the four of them with a very excited expression , her and Sirius's gaze lingering for a bit longer.

As she wanted to do it on her own , she insisted Remus to teach her.

"No ! It doesnt work for me !" She whined.

"You're doing it a bit more aggressively , Niff !" Remus said.

"What did you say , Lupin ?" James said turning at Remus.

"What ?" Remus deadpanned.

"Only I get to call her Niff !"

"Stop entering your overprotective brother mode , Jamie !"

They quarelled for a few more minutes as Sirius looked at her with a grin on his face. Peter noticed that and said ," Stop smiling Sirius. They're fighting. "

Sirius snapped out of his trance as he looked between both of them and said ,"I wasnt smiling , Peter. "

~time skip~

"James , I think it is about time you should change into school uniform. "

"There still is half an hour. " James said.

"James , mate she is right. Even I have changed. "

James thought about it for a moment before standing up ," if you say so. " He fetched his clothes and headed out of the door.

"This is not going to end well. Think about it again. "

"Remus , don't be a spoilsport. This is just a prank. " Sirius spoke.

The prank they were going to play was a silly little one - as per Sirius and Y/N. Sirius was going to have his arm around Y/N's shoulder and mutter something in her ear as she was supposed to giggle and look at him.

"Sorry mate , got late -" James stood shaken as he saw Sirius and Y/N sitting in such close proximity , his arm flung over Y/N's shoulder as she giggled looking at him.

James took two steps towards Sirius and grabbed him by the collar.

"I-told-you-not-to-go-near-her -"

"Stop it , James ! Leave him and first look at your sister. "

James turned around as soon as he heard Remus only to find Y/N standing between Remus and Petter and hyperventilating due to crying.

"Niff ! Don't cry. I am here and I am not angry on you ! " He stepped towards her as her figure grew smaller , holding onto Remus out of fear.

"James , sit down. Sirius , you too - Y/N sit and have this. " She looked up , at him and accepted the piece of chocolate he gave her.

Y/N looked at Sirius and mouthed him a 'I'm sorry' and he returned it with an assuring nod , mouthing her 'are you okay ?'. She in-turn mouthed him a Yes.

When the train came to a halt on the Hogmeade station , their trunks unloaded , James turned to her and said ," I'm sorry , Niff. I didn't mean to hurt you in any way. But you know how I am when it comes to you. I'm so so so sorry. "

"It's okay , Jamie. Talk to Sirius. Okay ?"

She gave him a smile and followed Hagrid as she was waiting for the Hogwarts doors to open for her , waiting for a whole new world which was filled with fun , excitement and ofcourse - studies.

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siriuslyshouldislytherin · 8 months

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This is so so so damn beautiful !!

Seven Years of Bad Luck ~ George Weasley

Summary: The golden trio needs Y/N’s help, but George hates his wife being in danger

Warnings: none that I can think of? Let me know if there should be!

Word count: 6.3k

Y’all I’m so proud of the way this turned out, so I hope you like it!

“Absolutely not!” George Weasley leapt to his feet from his charcoal gray couch, glaring at Harry Potter with a fiery look in his eyes that rivaled the brilliant shade of his hair.

“Why not?” Harry argued, also getting to his feet. “This is life and death!”

“We wouldn’t be asking if it wasn’t,” Ron cut in, and Hermione nodded.

George scowled, far from convinced. “Look, Harry, I get that this is important “chosen one” business, and I am happy to see the three of you are still alive, but you’re not dragging Y/N into your top-secret mission. She’s a person, not a tool.”

“I know that,” Harry replied defensively.

“And yet,” George said hotly, his hand gestures getting more and more animated, “you’re here in my living room at three o’clock in the morning to ask Y/N to use her powers when you know how that affects her!” He rubbed his forehead. “How did you guys even find this house? It’s been charmed to high heaven!”

Ron and Harry looked at Hermione, who shrugged. “You’re trying so hard to keep You-Know-Who out, it doesn’t seem to matter who else slips in.”

George rolled his eyes. Sometimes the young witch was too bright for her own good. “Well, if you found your way in, it means you can find your way out again.”

“But we have to talk to Y/N!” Harry protested.

George folded his arms stubbornly. “You’re not going to.”

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siriuslyshouldislytherin · 8 months

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hello Robyn 🙌🏻 Can I request a wolfstar daugther reader that dates Harry but suffers really bad nose bleed since young and now all the family have a little rutine on how act when it happens.

but in one she haves one that is longer and with more amount of blood that she passes out

please if in any way you feel uncomfortable doing it, don’t pressure yourself!

thank you queen! Have a nice day/night

Bad one

Harry Potter x fem! reader

dads! Wolfstar x daughter! reader

Summary: Y/n is used to her nosebleeds as are her family but this time it’s different

Warnings: bleeding, fainting

A/n: 1.2k words, wolfstars daughter, hi love, so sorry this took so long it got buried in my requests and I saw it this morning and was like oh! You’re a queen love, thank you for the request and have a good day/night wherever you are too, enjoy x

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You sat at the dinner table with your family, James at one end and your father, Sirius, at the other, Harry was seated next to you with Lily and your other father, Remus across from you both. While eating, you and Harry held hands under the table, everyone knew about the two of you and they all seen it coming before either of you did, it was the classic childhood friends to lovers scenario.

Everyone was chatting among themselves while you just enjoyed listening to the peaceful buzz and Harrys comforting touch. He was gently rubbing his thumb over your knuckles, moving them back and forth in a sweet, soothing rhythm.

You twitched your nose a little, feeling an all so well warming sensation in your sinuses. Gently placing your fork down you squeezed Harrys hand 5 times to signal you were having a nosebleed. He reacts right away, reaching into his pocket and getting out a handkerchief for you

“Here love” he hands you the material, pressing a soft kiss to your temple as you hold it to your nose, his other hand moving to rub your knee until it passed

The rest of the family catches on soon enough, going into a little routine they had done many a time before. Remus went to fetch a damp cloth to clean you up, Lily goes to get you a clean jumper, James moves to go get the sweet early and Sirius scrapes his chair around to sit on your other side until it passes.

Your family was used to this, the first time it happened your normally cool and calm dad, Sirius, was running around thinking you were dying but now he just stayed with you, just in case.

The just in case had never happened, well until now. Usually the bleeds would last about a minute, two tops, but now everyone was back at the table, three minutes had passed and it hadn’t stopped yet

“Still going pup?” Remus asks worry lines on his face

You nod, head falling into Harrys chest for comfort but you were also starting to feel a bit woozy and unsteady. The extra blood loss had you feeling faint fast, eyes fluttering and your godmother noticed

“Y/n sweetie?” you continue to slip “I think she’s fainted” she says standing up and moving around while Harry tilts you head up to see your eyes are now closed

“Love” no response “Love” he repeats, tone much more panicked than the first

Harrys heart felt like it stopped, the tissue fell from your grip to the floor so he pulled on the sleeve of his jumper and used that to catch the bleeding

“I’ll call Dorcas” James says quickly, tone worried but clearly trying to keep it together

Remus and Sirius were by your side in an instant

“Harry let me take her into the Livingroom, she’ll be more comfortable on the couch” Remus says gesturing for Harry to release his grip

Harry squeezes you tightly before letting you go, his reluctance not lost on your fathers and their hearts warmed briefly. Remus scoops you into his arms, carrying you through into the next room

Harry wasn’t far behind when Sirius stopped him

“What?” he says breathlessly, head continuously darting in the direction of you

Sirius places his hands-on Harrys shoulders “You need to stay calm Harry” he says as composed as his voice will let him, it was clear from his pale face and glassy eyes your father was not alright

“Calm she’s…she’s” he points backwards “The girl I…I…” his head falls into his hands rubbing his face, he was beyond worried, his head going to the worst scenarios

Sirius pulls him into a hug “I know and I’m worried too but we can’t help her if we panic okay?” he breaks away hands moving to his cheeks as he places a kiss to his forehead “Come on, Dorcas will be here soon, she’s the best healer we know”

You woke laying sideways on the couch. You felt fuzzy, hand moving to check your nose but there was no blood. How long hand you been out? As your eyes adjusted you saw it was now dark outside so you figured it must have been at least a few hours.

When you tried to sit up you felt your other hand being pulled down, looking over the couch you see Harry on the floor, a pillow under his head as he slept, worry lines still on his face as his hand clutches onto yours

“Sweetie” you hear Lily says softly “How are you feeling?” she asks, some bowls of ice-cream in her hands

You bob your head “Little light headed but a lot better” you look down at Harry “How long has he…” you start

“He never left your side” she says with a small smile “He really loves you” she says with a proud mum glance at her son

Your heart flutters looking down at him “I really love him too” you say truly

“These are charmed not to melt until the spoons break it” she gives you a warm smile, placing down the bowls next to the two spoons on the coffee table

“Thank you” you look around “Where are my dad’s?” you wonder

Lily lets out a quiet giggle “Jamie and them are all asleep in the next room, they were on the chairs but I made them move…I couldn’t convince him though” she gestures to her son

You nod “I’m still a little tired” you admit

She walks over, placing a kiss to your cheek “Sleep well sweetie” she says then leaves, heading to join your fathers and James

You shift off of the couch, bringing a pillow down along with the blanket. You lay down next to Harry, draping the cover over you both, the act causing him to stir

“Y/n” he says groggily before sitting up and looking at the couch “Y/n” he repeats a little louder and with alarm

You sit up cupping his cheeks and making him face you “I’m here Harry” you assure him

His hands grip yours then your face “You’re alright you’re okay?” he asks checking you

You nod “I’m okay” you give him a smile trying to pull him down to sleep “Let’s go to sleep”

He stops you “Promise me you’re alright” he asks you with the most serious tone you’ve ever heard from him “I can’t lose you, it’ll kill me”

Your heart ached, you felt bad at the torment he must have gone through “I’m not going anywhere, it...it was just a bad one” you give him a sad smile

He nods pressing a hard kiss to your forehead before resting his own there “I’m sorry…just gave me a bit of a scare” he confesses

“I know” you take his hand in yours “Come on let’s sleep”

You and he move to lay down, Harry manhandling you softly so your head lay on his chest, arms wrapping around you like you were going to disappear on him

“I love you so so much” he murmurs into your hair

You smile into his chest “Love you more” you say placing a kiss through the material of his shirt

“Not possible”

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siriuslyshouldislytherin · 9 months

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Kisses in the dark

MASTERLIST

(There is chaos when James' sister gets asked out and is nervous about kissing).

Pairing: Sirius Black x reader

Word Count: 2.8 k

Author's note: This is my first fanfic, constructive criticism is welcome but please be merciful lol.

Warnings: Swearing, kissing, and general stupidity.

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“Y/n/n, who the fuck was that boy talking to you after practice?”

Y/N Potter lifted her head from her homework to look at her brother. He was lazily sprawled over the sofa, trying to hide his annoyance over a man talking to his sister. She flashed him a cheeky smile before answering.

“That, dear brother, was William Webb.”

“And what did he want?”

“Oh, he asked me out”

James frowned. “He asked you out? Like, on a date?”

“What other kind of ‘asking out’ do you know?” she replied, going back to her homework.

He chuckled “Poor bloke, he must have been so embarrassed when you turned him down”

“Oh, but I didn´t” she said, without lifting her gaze from her homework.

James sat up, straightening his back.

“You said yes?” he asked, alarm in his questioning tone.

“Was I supposed to say no?”

“But you-you are my baby sister!” he snapped “You can´t just go out with any idiot!”

“First of all, I’m only three minutes younger, stop treating me like a bloody child. Second, he’s not any idiot. He’s a Hufflepuff, and he´s quite nice”

James’ protest was cut short when his friends entered through the portrait door, accompanied by one Lily Evans.

“Lads help me out here” he pleaded “Webb the Hufflepuff asked Y/n/n out on a date…and she said yes!”.

“Oh that’s great Y/n/n, congratulations” Remus kindly said, and sat on the floor next to her.

“Moony I can´t believe you are supporting this tragedy!” James dramatized.

“Prongs’ right Moony” Sirius interrupted “Y/n/n can’t go out with some undeserving bloke”

“Who says he is undeserving” Lily said, sitting next to James “He is quite smart”

“And he is also pretty bloody funny” Remus said, before leaning towards Y/n/n to whisper in her ear “But if he disrespects you, I’ll break his face”

She chuckled and ruffled his hair.

“Padfoot’s also funny, but you don’t see him asking out my sister” James replied.

“Padfoot’s not funny, we only laugh at his jokes because they are so bad you just have to laugh” Remus added, with a barely perceptible smile.

“Oh, but at least you laugh” Sirius replied cockily “That makes me the king of laughs”.

“And he wouldn’t ask out my baby sister” James repeated.

Y/n/n sighed, annoyed at the stupidity of the situation and her brother’s dramatics.

“Well, I’m going for a walk before curfew. Gotta stretch my legs” she said.

“Padfoot go with her” James said.

“Why?” she asked, before Sirius could say anything.

“Because I don’t want you roaming around a dark castle when there’s blokes like Webb lurking the corners” he replied “I have to make sure you are safe”

“Then why don’t you go with her” Lily said, clearly trying to get a reaction out of James.

“Because you are willingly sitting next to me, and Merlin knows when that will happen again.” He answered, a lovesick grin plastered on his face.

Lily looked away, trying to hide the smile forming on her lips. It was clear her feelings for him were starting to change, but as a proud Gryffindor she was not about to admit it.

“I’m not in the mood to argue with your stubborn arse any longer” Y/n/n said, breaking the spell James and Lily seemed to be under. “Pads, let’s go”

They left the common room, and began wandering the corridors without a specific destination.

Sirius was the one to break the silence, slight concern in his voice.

“Are you gonna tell me what’s wrong?” he asked.

“What do you mean?”

“You always invite us on your walk, but today you wanted to come alone. And I doubt it has something to do with James’ attitude, he’s an idiot at least three times a week. Something else is bothering you”.

“it’s annoying how well you know me” she admitted.

“Wanna tell me?”

“No way” she said decidedly “I know how you are like, you’ll make fun of me”

He gave her a warm smile “I promise I won’t”

She wasn’t going to flake, but he gave her the puppy eyes and the battle was lost.

“Oh fuck you Black, you know damn well I don´t stand a chance against those puppy eyes” she let out a soft laugh “Fine, I’ll tell you; you insistent dog”

She crossed her arms over her chest and looked up at the ceiling.

“I’m- I’m afraid he’ll want to kiss me”

“Who? Webb?” he asked.

She nodded.

“But I thought you liked him?”

“I do” she said, making Sirius far more confused than he already was. “It’s just that I’m a terrible kisser”

He looked at her, not knowing if he should try comforting her or burst out in laughter. Remembering his promise to not make fun of her, he attempted the former.

“And how on Earth would you know that? No bloke is stupid enough to tell you that, and as far as I’m concerned you can’t kiss yourself”

“I just know. Look, I haven’t exactly kissed a bunch of people and every single time I’ve snogged someone I have also been pissed drunk.” She explained “So I can´t say that I know how to kiss because I can hardly remember what happens after twelve shots of firewhiskey”

“Are you telling me you have never, never snogged someone while sober?”

“Never” she confirmed, looking back at him.

“Is it really that important to you?” he asked softly.

“Well yeah” she shrugged.

Sirius stopped walking and held her shoulder. He looked around, and making sure they were alone in the hallway, he dragged her towards a door.

“Padfoot, why are we in a broom’s closet?” she asked as he closed the door behind them.

“I can teach you how to kiss” he blurted out, regretting his words the moment they left his mouth.

“Really?” she asked, after recovering from the initial shock “You would do that for me? Even if its awkward?”

“I would do anything for you Y/n/n”

He cupped her cheeks with his hands, and gently tucked a strand of loose hair behind her ear.

“Are you ready?” he asked, fixing his gray eyes on hers.

“I’m a bloody Marauder” she replied “I was born ready”

He looked at her playful grim and smiled. Slowly leaning in, he placed a soft kiss on her lips.

“Put your arms around my neck” he whispered, lowering his hands from her cheeks to tightly hold her hips.

She obliged. Sirius deepened the kiss, tightening the grip on her hips. She responded by moving one hand to his hair, playing with his dark silky locks.

He pushed her against the wall and she moaned softly. That moment, he knew that if James killed him it would have been worth it. He would die a thousand times over just to kiss her again. But he was not going to, because he was just the practice for the real deal. And for some reason, that thought made him ache inside.

+++

“Well” he said as they exited the closet “I can assure you, now you are a bloody good kisser”

She began to laugh, that glorious smile of hers blessing his eyes.

“I can’t tease you about exaggerating your abilities now” she said “You are a great kisser. Far better than they give you credit for”

“Yeah, I know. But don’t tell James or he’ll turn into a stag to stab me with his antlers”

“Oh, don’t worry I won’t” she said “You wouldn’t be the only one to get stabbed”

They headed back to the common room. He looked at her all the way back, wishing he had been braver. He wished to be the one taking her on a date. He wished he could have kissed her under different circumstances.

Their friends were still where they left them, entertaining themselves. James was trying to make Lily laugh, and Remus was going through Y/n/n’s diary. Peter and Marlene had also joined them, playing a game of wizard chess against each other.

“I wouldn’t bother if I were you Marly” he said approaching them “this sneaky rat somehow always manages to win”.

“That’s because you are a shitty player Black” she responded, seconds before Peter moved his Queen.

“Check mate” he said grinning.

Marlene stared as if as if he has just slapped her “How the fuck? I was winning! You little-”

Remus interrupted Marlene’s rant before she could let out more obscenities.

“Y/n/n these verses are brilliant, they…”

He stopped talking when he saw her. He looked at Sirius, and back at her. Remus noticed the way Y/N discretely eyed Sirius, but somehow she missed the longing stares he gave her.

And he also saw their lips. He knew right away they had snogged. Although he was happy for them, the fact they were not holding hands had him slightly concerned.

“They are some of the best you’ve written” he finalized, attempting to look composed.

She went to sit next to him. Sirius squished himself between Lily and James, trying to piss him off.

“I know what you dogs did” Remus whispered, unable to hide a shit eating grin.

“He was teaching me how to kiss” she whispered back “He noticed I was stressed about my date potentially kissing me. He was just being a good friend”

Remus raised an eyebrow, he looked as if he knew something she didn´t.

“Whatever you say Bambi, whatever you say”.

+++

The day the infamous day date was set to take place, had the Marauders anxiously pacing around the common room.

Finally, they heard a knock. James hurried to the portrait and opened it to find a slender boy. He was smiling like a kid in an amusement park, dimples accentuating his childish demeanor.

“Hi I’m Will” he said, stretching out his hands in hopes to fall in James’ good graces.

But he didn’t take his hand. Will lowered it awkwardly, unsure as to what he should do next.

“Lads” James called, without taking his burning gaze from the poor boy “Will the Hufflepuff is here”.

Remus, Sirius and Peter showed up next to James, looking like some kind of protection squad. The four of them glared at the poor boy, who was beginning to feel really uncomfortable.

“Oh, hey guys-I’m here to pick up Y/n/n?” he managed to say.

“You mean Y/N” Sirius corrected him, sounding bitter “You are not allowed to call her Y/n/n”

For a moment there was some kind of silent battle between them. Except only Sirius seemed to be aware that they were rivals, and that the duel was to the death.

“What year are you in?” Remus asked, more intimidating than how he usually acted.

“Uhm seventh”

“Well, Y/n/n’s a sixth year so control your fucking hormones around her". Remus’ voice was now venomous. No one would have suspected he was once in favor of Y/N dating the guy. Of course, after realizing the events that took place last night, he was convinced Sirius was the only one for Y/N.

“He’s right” interjected Peter, looking scarier than ever “Keep your hands to yourself”.

Will couldn’t even answer before James once again placed his attention upon him.

“I want my sister back at six pm sharp” He threatened “Or else…”

“Or I’ll practice my beater abilities on your face” Sirius finalized.

“A bat won’t be necessary” Peter said sounding slightly murderous “Moony’s strength could kill him, and I’ll make sure no one finds his body”.

His friends looked at Peter approvingly. But to Will, Pettigrew looked absolutely psychotic. He looked like someone who would kill and laugh right after. Will started to consider running away, when he heard the voice of Lily Evans, Hogwarts’ most rightgeous prefect.

She was merely asking why were they blocking the entrance, but her presence made James Potter go from Hyde to Jekyll in a matter of seconds.

“Lily-Flower you look ravishing” he said sounding like the definition of ‘fool in love’.

“Well thank you Potter” she replied, awkwardly touching her bun; and probably wondering what was so ‘ravishing’ about it.

“Would you like to accompany me to the bookstore?” she asked after a few seconds of silence.

Will watched as James Potter seemed to be at the verge of fainting before offering his arm to Evans. How could that be the same man that had just threatened him?

“Well, well Evans” Y/N said as she was coming down the stairs “Did you just ask out my brother?”

She was followed by Marlene McKinnon and Dorcas Meadowes, holding hands.

“It’s not a date” Lily replied quickly “He’s just…my escort”

“Escort …sure whatever you say” Marlene said “Anyways, I’m not a coward who denies her feelings so I’ll proudly admit I’m taking this gorgeous woman out on a date”

Dorcas just giggled as Marlene spun her around.

“Anyway your date’s here Y/n/n” Peter said pointing despectively at Will.

He almost believed they had forgotten he was there, and he hoped they had. Y/N seemed like a great girl, still, dating her seemed to be a dangerous endeavor. Will believed himself capable of taking a beating by Potter, Lupin and Black; but he doubted he would survive whatever Pettigrew decided to do to him.

++++

Half past five, Y/N Potter entered the common room; her friends already waiting for her. She looked slightly disappointed.

“I take it the date didn´t go so well” Lily said, noticing her face wasn’t reflecting the sheer excitement of a first date.

“Not really” Y/N answered “He’s a great lad, just not my cup of tea”

“What do you mean?” Lily questioned, the guy seemed perfectly decent to her.

“I don’t know Lils, he’s just different from you guys” She said, looking lovingly at her friends.

“Since when do you like guys that resemble these twats?” Lily asked, genuinely confused.

“I’m guessing since last night” Peter said absentmindedly “She snogged Padfoot in case you missed it”

Remus quickly made a move to cover Peter’s mouth, stopping him from talking further. But it was already too late.

“You snogged my best mate?” James shouted.

“Well, he is also my best mate” Y/N answered playfully, trying to get him to brush it off.

“I don’t fucking care!”

Sirius stood up and positioned himself in between the twins, trying his best to soften the situation. “Prongs c’mon, don’t be mad”

“Don´t be mad?” He said, raising his voice even more.

“James calm down” Remus tried “We can talk this out”

“How can I calm down when his ugly possum snogged Padfoot!”

No one was expecting that reaction, considering the way he acted towards Webb, everyone thought James would be over Sirius, beating the life out of him. In fact, Sirius was prepared to take that beating; because it meant he could prove to James he would endure anything for Y/N.

Y/N was the first to react, and quite angrily in fact.

“Oi! Who are you calling an ugly possum? Must I remind you we are twins you little flobberworm?”

“Who are you calling little? I’m taller than you, and three whole minutes older!”

Remus looked away from the Potter banter, in desperation.

“Pete why would you say that?” he said, pulling at the roots of his sandy curls.

“Oi it was obvious!” Peter defended himself “They both came back with swollen lips!”

Meanwhile James and Y/N were still caught in their argument.

“How could you?” he screamed “Padfoot is like a brother to me you salamander!”

It was as if a lamp lightened up inside Remus Lupin’s head, telling him the answer to the problem was right there.

“Oi Prongs” he said “If your sister marries Pads then you’ll legally be brothers!”

James froze for a second, the idea settling itself inside his brain.

“You are bloody right Moony!” he said, looking suddenly joyful “This is amazing! We’ll be a family!”

He threw himself into Sirius’ arms, knocking him down. He proceeded to untangle himself and got into one knee.

“Padfoot, my dear friend, my fellow Marauder; would you do me the honor of marrying the ugly toad I have for a sister and becoming my brother-in-law?”

Sirius was still on the floor, resting on his elbows and shamelessly laughing at James’ awful proposal.

“Well, if Y/n/n agrees I’ll be more than happy to oblige”.

He was answering James, but his eyes were locked on Y/N. He smiled as he imagined her walking down the aisle in a white dress, but his smile grew ten times bigger when he heard her say:

“Well, I’ll be more than happy to make you Sirius Potter”.

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Part of us

Request: Could I request a Sirius x reader where the reader is maybe a year younger and his or regulus childhood best friend and she gets sorted to gryffindor so she becomes a target for bullies so Sirius and the marauders takes her under their wing….a few years later she gets hurt and Sirius gets super protective and confess his feelings….angst and fluff??

Pair: Sirius Black x reader, Platonic! Marauders x reader, Platonic! Regulus Black x reader

Word count: 4.2k

Warnings: Language

A/N: So this is my first request… I don’t know if I did what you imagined justice but this is what I came up with and I really hope you enjoy.

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When you were placed into Gryffindor you thought it was a mistake. There was no way with your long line of Slytherin pureblood, that you’d be a Gryffindor. Not that you thought there was anything wrong with that. You never cared to live up to people’s expectations or what people thought of you, even though your parents did. And despite your family’s attempts at making you see their way, you never could. There was no superior bloodline, you were all equal. But you played your part so you wouldn’t hear the lectures or deal with all the drama. You didn’t partake in the bullying or the maltreatment of muggle-borns or half-bloods like every other pureblood; you didn’t see the need. You kind of just stood by or left whenever your friends would tantalize others.

However, when you got sorted you weren’t the silent one while others bullied and tortured others who weren’t deemed worthy in the eyes; you were the one getting bullied. The first few years you wanted to fight back but eventually, there were too many for you to handle. So you just dealt with it. At the parties that the pureblood families had thrown– which your family was invited to– your parents had advised you to try to blend in and not draw attention to yourself. For the most part, you did.

Regulus, your best friend tried to get you out of your shell. You tried to convince him that it wasn’t you but your parents. You would’ve love to enjoy yourself at the parties, being dressed up and all that. But with your situation, you couldn’t afford to make a fool out of yourself, and drinking firewhiskey in different rooms or sneaking off to where your parents couldn’t keep an eye on you, wasn’t a good idea. When you and Regulus were older your parents had set an arranged marriage between you two. Uniting rich and powerful families and all that. But You and Regulus were just the best of friends, always together. And just like everything else, that had to change. You now had to find ways to see each other in hidden places. Never to be seen together in front of students or staff in case it would get back to your parents. In Hogwarts you ignored each other, magically passing notes to update each other on your well-being. It was tough but you managed. Regulus was your only friend after all.

~~~

It was just another day at Hogwarts, You were avoiding Bellatrix Lestrange. Your main terrorizer. She had a group of Slytherins trailing her. Ever since you got sorted into Gryffindor every pureblood who was in Slytherin, taunted and teased you to no end. They jinxed you and called you weak. Saying things about how you weren’t one of them. You knew that much but you didn’t need the constant reminder.

Bellatrix and her group were right behind you as you were walking to the Gryffindor common room. You cursed in your mind, they saw you.

“Going somewhere L/N?” You ignored her. “You know it’s rude to not answer your superiors.”

“I’m not trying to bother anyone Bellatrix.” You sighed but kept walking.

“Your presence alone bothers me.” She sent a spell your way to catch your attention.

“Are you crazy?” You turned to face her, Your voice raising a bit. An amused smile played on her lips, she tilted her head to the side.

“You have no idea what crazy looks like Y/N/N.” She stalked towards you in a predatory way.

“We grew up together Bellatrix,” You slowly backed away from her so as to not set her off. “Name-calling and pranks are one thing but curses…”

You didn’t know what you did to cause the special attention that others like first years or Muggle-borns got from Bellatrix. Sure you were never that close, you always got along better with Andromeda than Narcissa and the former, but never would you have thought that you’d be on the receiving end of her fury over blood status. This was outrageous you thought to yourself. How could anyone be this upset over what house people are in?

“Don’t worry, after a while, they won’t hurt.” Your blood started to rush through your veins and a shiver ran down your spine. You stopped walking backward when you bumped into something behind you. A pair of arms held you to keep you steady. You turned around expecting another one of Bellatrix’s “friends” only to be met with a tall, shaggy-haired boy.

Sirius Black, your best friend’s older brother, who just so happened to be in your house. Relief washed over you. You were no longer outnumbered. Sirius and his group of Marauders were there. Surely they wouldn’t just walk away from a fellow Gryffindor in trouble. Of course you never really had an affiliation with them besides the same color robes but they were good people, weren’t they?

“We heard something about pranks?” James spoke.

Bellatrix scoffed, “This is none of your business Potter.”

“Well Bellatrix considering how Y/N is a member of our house, it does make this our business,” Remus replied. She cackled, “How fitting the two blood-traitors in one pitiful little group.” She signaled the others to follow her and walked away.

“Are you alright?” Sirius asked, not letting go of your shoulders.

“Yeah, I’m fine.”

“C'mon we were just going back to the common room.” He let go of your shoulders but tugged on the sleeve of your robe to follow them.

“What did you do to cause the wrath of crazy over there?” James questioned. He led the way to the common room, you kept your distance not really trusting any of them. Their reputation for being the school’s signature pranksters didn’t ease your mind as you walked with them. You never held a conversation with any of them before today, maybe a few with Remus but he was the only sane one out of all of them, it made sense that you were wary of their presence. Who knows what they had planned.

“Does anyone have to do anything at all to provoke her?” Sirius snorted, you gave him a questioning look and he just shrugged.

“No, I suppose not.”

“Well Y/N I guess you could call yourself lucky your knight in shining armors were there to save the day.” James’ cocky smile written on his face assuming he was right.

“Although I appreciate the help, I could’ve handled myself.” You stepped into the portrait hole, anxious to get back into your dorm room and take a nap.

“Not against all of them, you know sometimes you need to run in a pack L/N, you could get killed without one.”

“You make it sound like we’re wolves,” you stated, each attempt to get back to your room was failed by every comment James made. What was his point?

“Some of us aren’t,” Sirius commented. You noticed Remus got tense and slightly shook his head.

“Point is Bellatrix and her groupies aren’t going to quit bothering you and we want to help.” James offered.

“What’s the catch?”

“Why does there have to be catch? We want to be your friends.” Sirius answered and plopped down on the chair across from the couch where you were sitting. You gave him a dead look. “Just think about it, hm?”

“Whatever.” You got up from your seat and went to your dorm to take your well-needed nap.

Later that night you went down to the common room to read by the fire until you fell asleep. You felt like you’d only closed your eyes for 2 seconds when you were rudely awakened by Sirius.

“What?” You hissed. His mischievous grin made you want to slap him.

“You’re coming with me.” He took the blanket that you had wrapped around you, off.

“No.” You said simply, reaching for the blanket again. Just as your eyes were beginning to close again you heard him say, “Yes.”

He lifted you in his arms and you dramatically fell limp. “What the hell.” You groaned loudly.

“Shh you’re going to people up,” You glared at him.

“Maybe they should wake up since I’m being kidnapped!” He rolled his eyes. You jumped from his arms so you could stand on your own.

“Where are we going?” You asked, Slowly recovering from being awoken.

“You’ll see.” That was all he responded as he continued to guide you out of the portrait hole and through the halls. You were anxious, in all the years of Hogwarts you never went out past curfew so you didn’t know the chances of being caught and getting in trouble.

“Sirius, Filch may be out here.” You warned.

“We’ll be fine Y/N/N just trust me.”

“I don’t trust you that’s my problem.” You muttered. He turned around and looked at you. His piercing grey eyes shining in the darkness. He pulled out a long cloak from who knows where and wrapped it around the both of you, causing you to be closer together.

“This will keep us hidden so Filch won’t catch us.” The weight in your chest lifted and now replaced by butterflies. You inhaled sharply at the close proximity.

“You alright?”

You nodded, which gave him the confirmation he needed to continue, “Let’s go.”

When you made it to your destination you gasped. The astronomy tower, “Wow” you whispered, shedding yourself from the cloak. The night sky hadn’t looked as beautiful as it did at that very moment. You’ve been here for class but you’ve never seen the stars so bright, you wondered what special cosmic event it must’ve been for the night sky to look the way it did.

You whipped around remembering who you were here with, you crossed your arms, “Why did you bring me here?”

“I can’t take you sight-seeing now?”

“I had this class yesterday, this is hardly what I’d call sight-seeing.” You arched a brow upwards. “Besides we’re not exactly friends…” He gasped and feigned hurt by putting a hand over his heart.

“After all we’ve been through?” You rolled your eyes. He continued, “I was hoping we could change that. The boys and I have noticed you’ve been struggling socially and don’t really play well with others, but I’ve seen the way you interacted with my brother before Hogwarts and you enjoy the company. I had to wonder why is it that you don’t have that many friends?”

“Not that it’s any of your business, but since I got sorted into Gryffindor my old "friends” and family haven’t been that accepting considering the fact that they’re all Slytherins, I mean you should know how it is.“ You sighed and took a seat resting your back against a wall facing the night sky. "The people I used to get along with, well, their parents don’t want them to spend time with me. As for not having friends in our house, nobody has tried to get to know me, they just assume I’m like the other Slytherins even though I was placed here for a reason.” You scoffed, people truly were ridiculous. “It sucks cause every side thinks I’ve chosen to be apart of what they go against when in reality I’m not apart of anything.”

He stared at you, you then realized that you went on a full-on rant and nervously looked down, picking at your nails. He’d been silent the entire time listening. It was nice, “You could be apart of us.”

You were skeptical, “Sirius this isn’t funny.” You moved to get up.

“It’s not a joke Y/N.” He chuckled.

“You’re not being very convincing right now.”

“Why would I lie to you?”

“We’ve barely spoken to each other in all these years of Hogwarts, even before Hogwarts!” you threw your hands in the hair. “I went over your house for playdates with Reg and never had one conversation. You and your friends have a reputation for pranks, How do I know this isn’t one of them?”

“Because I’m not trying to prank you Y/n, in fact, I’m trying to help you. We all are.” He put his hands on your shoulders to get you to look at him. “I know how it feels to be all alone in a world like that. To be in an environment where you feel uncomfortable with those people. Knowing all the wrong things they say and not being able to say anything because they’ll disown you.”

“The difference between you and me is that you got out.” You shoved his hands off your shoulders. “Not all of us have a James.”

“Y/n-”

“I’ll think about it.” With that, you left, not caring if you were to get caught.

If you were being honest the reason why you didn’t want to be friends with the marauders was that they had 3 years to be friends with you, you knew Sirius from years prior. Why didn’t he come to you sooner? Knowing you had been friends with his little brother. He just sat there and watched while you spent the first 3 and a half years of what should’ve been the most fun years of your life at Hogwarts, lonely and sad. If his defense was that he could sympathize with your situation and that he wanted to help; why didn’t he approach you sooner? Also, you might’ve been a little bitter about him having a place to go to while you still had to stay with your parents.

~~~

You did think about after that Night with Sirius, you decided you give them a chance. You wouldn’t be cornered alone anymore or hopefully cornered at all. You would have a group now. You also thought it was great that you had someone you could relate to in the group and someone that you somewhat knew. You never thought that you’d be actual friends with your childhood crush, even if that was your best friend’s older brother and you’d spend more time in his house than your own most days; but here you were.

Being a part of the Marauders was fun, you were practically family now. They let you in on their little secret; with Remus’ permission of course. They informed you of his full moon situation. They offered to help you become an animagus, which you denied, you didn’t want to deal with all of that. You helped James with Lily, it wasn’t easy but it worked somehow. You would help them with their pranks. They pulled pranks on the people who used to bully you all the time which you appreciated greatly. It was nice knowing they had your back and they knew you had theirs.

Nobody messed with you now and you gained a few more friends now. Lily, Alice, Dorcas, and Mary. It was all great. Except for your growing crush on a certain Marauder. With every moment you spent with him your heart swelled, it wasn’t a great idea to get involved with him in that way. You were his brothers best friend, he’d seen you grow up, and took you under his wing when you were in need (you always thought even if he truly wanted to be your friend, it was a sort of favor for Regulus since he couldn’t be there) there was no way he would be interested in you. But you had always hoped.

You remembered one Christmas that your parents had forced you to go to a party that the Malfoys would throw annually. It was terrible. You didn’t have your friends there with you and Regulus couldn’t talk to you with his parents watching. The blacks were suspicious of you spending more time with their son, who they disowned and like every other parent at that party, they didn’t want Regulus to associate with you. So you were alone again. The only perk of this entire thing was you didn’t have to completely show your face since it was a masquerade ball theme.

Evan Rosier came up to you, your eyes narrowed and you tilted your head in question. “Shame you spend your time with those blood traitors Y/N, I would have asked you out.”

“I think I lucked out on that one Rosier.” You took a sip from your drink shifting your gaze to somewhere else.

“You filthy little-”

“Careful what your next words are, my friend, I don’t think Mummy and Daddy would appreciate it much.” A voice that came from behind you said.

“You are not even supposed to be here, Black.”

“Sirius!” You threw your arms around his neck, he wrapped his around your waist. You heard Evan scoff and leave.

“Y/N darling, have I told you that you attract way too much trouble.”

“No, but I’m starting to think you’re right.” You pulled away from him, realizing that you were in the eyesight of your parents. “What are you doing here? Your parents will kill you if they see you here.”

“I couldn’t let you come here alone, with all these people.” He looked around with distaste.

“Alright well, we have to find a more private place so you won’t get caught.” You grabbed his hand in yours and led the way to the maze garden.

“Y/N if you wanted to get into my pants, all you had to do was ask.” He wiggled his eyebrows, You shoved him away. “Gross.”

“Okay so I didn’t tell you this but James and I are breaking you out of here.”

“How the hell are you planning on doing that?”

“Easy, a distraction.” You were about to ask what the distraction was when you saw a stag through the windows. Screams of the people were coming from the inside. You put a hand over your mouth to cover your smile. You did not expect that at all. Sirius retook your hand and pulled you deeper into the maze when the guests were filing out.

You stopped when you were finally in the middle, there was an enchanted fountain spewing water. you had a rush of energy and laughed. Sirius was looking down at you.

“Where’d James go?”

“He should be coming soon.” He replied. It was quiet for a while before Sirius scooped up water from the fountain and threw it at you. You gasped, “You asshole!”

You dipped your hand in the water and flicked it at him. This started a war between the two of you. You ducked behind the fountain and threw water at him whenever you got the chance and he did the same. It wasn’t until you heard footsteps coming that you stopped.

“Y/N?” You remembered that voice, you whipped around quickly and almost fell into the water if it wasn’t for Sirius who had put a hand on your back to catch you.

“Reg?” He ran to you and wrapped his arms around you, picking you up and twirling you around. Once he put you down he pulled you away at arm’s length to observe you.

“You’re wet.” He stated, confused.

“Water fight.” you smile into the response. He laughed and threw his head back.

“Only you.” Sirius coughed, you almost forgot he was there.

“Hello, brother.” Regulus nodded to him. “It’s been a while, I’ve missed you.”

“Have you?” You gave Sirius a look, now was not the time. This was the first time you’ve seen Regulus in months, years even. You didn’t need them to argue.

“We should talk.” He suggested, You agreed and strolled along the maze with Regulus, noticing that the guests have all returned inside.

“So you escaped your parents.” You started talking.

“So I did.” he glanced at you. “But only for a bit, they’ll start to wonder where I’ve gone. I just needed to see you.”

“Yeah me too.”

“I just wanted to let you know that I can’t write to you anymore.” Your brows furrowed in confusion. “Why not?”

“It’s not safe.”

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“Just know things are about to get serious and dangerous and I have to do things that I know you won’t agree with to keep you safe.”

“Reg, I-I don’t know what you’re saying.”

“Soon enough you will.” He stopped walking. “I needed you to know before I cut ties with you, that I love you. You’re my best friend and I never want you to get hurt.” You felt the tears forming.

“I love you too.” He caresses your cheek and kisses them both before saying his final Goodbye. You were left standing there trying to decipher his words.

Eventually, you found yourself back where you and Sirius were playing with water. He was sitting on the edge of the fountain. He stood up when he saw you and your tearstained cheeks. He wrapped you in a hug.

“I’m glad you came.” You whispered, hugging him back. He kissed the top of your head and told you that it was time to go. You went to James’ house, you spent Christmas and summers there from then on. You never returned home. You slept in the guest bedroom and Sirius stayed with James in his room. Your parents sent you a letter telling you that you were no longer welcome at their house since you chose to associate yourself with bad company that was ruining their reputation. You didn’t care much about it, knowing you had a better family now.

It wasn’t until you graduated from Hogwarts that you figured out what Regulus was talking about. The war was getting more serious, Lily and James had to go into hiding, you and Sirius had joined the order, you became partners on missions, your bond growing more and more every day.

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“There’s too many of them Y/N we need to go back to headquarters!” Sirius yelled over the sounds of fighting. This was supposed to be a quick mission to find out where Voldemort was going to attack next. Hopefully saving a family and your best friends. But as always nothing went according to plan, you didn’t drink enough poly juice potion that let you take the face of a death eater that you and Sirius had captured. You didn’t bring the flask with you so in the middle of asking questions you transformed back into your true form, which then brought on the fighting.

“No! You go and get the others,” A curse was sent your way, you blocked it. “I can fight them off in the meantime!”

“There’s no way I’m leaving you with all of these death eaters!”

“Well I’m not going, we just need to catch one and get the information we need!” You continued to duel with Evan Rosier who was easily blocking all of your offensive spells. ‘Shit’ was all you thought. Six against two were not great odds and you were getting tired. Sirius made a point of retreating. If you were to leave now, you lost the element of surprise and they would be expecting you next time. That or they would retaliate. Great just great, all because you forgot to bring extra poly juice potion.

“Now is not the time to play hero, we can try another day.” He took your hand and apparated you to a random alley in another part of London, but not before you were struck with a stinging spell.

“Fuck-” Tears stung in your eyes, Sirius was rushing towards you screaming your name.

The next thing you know you were waking up in a bright room. You assumed you were at St. Mungos. Memories of the moments before you were brought her played in your head. You slowly opened your eyes you turned your head to the sound of snoring. Sirius was sitting in a chair beside your bed. Despite feeling like shit you decided to throw a pillow at his head to wake him up. He sat up quickly, eyes wide staring at you.

“What the fuck?”

“Even when you’re asleep you are annoying.”

“I’m sorry I was up all night taking care of your dumb-ass.”

“Apology accepted.” You broke into a smile when you saw his face. He was so…serious. You could never let go of that joke.

“I’m not joking around, you were bad like so bad I thought I lost you.”

“Siri-” You sat up in your bed.

“No Y/N I don’t think you understand how serious this situation was. You had seizures and might’ve slipped into a coma. You’ve been in and out for days now.” Your smile faded. “I-I thought I was going to lose you and I can’t, not you.” He shook his head, running a hand through his hair.

“Sirius, we all get injured, it happens. It’s apart of the job.”

“Yes but you’re different.”

“How? How is it any different than if this were to happen to Remus or James or any of the others?”

“Because I love you!” You tried to process his words. He searched your eyes for any response but you were in shock. He spoke softly, “It’s different from the others because I am in love with you. I have been for a while.

"You don’t have to say it back, you probably don’t-” You grabbed him by the collar of his leather jacket and kissed him.

“You’re an idiot.” You kiss him once more and looked him in the eyes and said “I’m in love with you too.”

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rain, rain, go away // f.w

summary: fred really likes when you wear his clothes. like, a lot.

warnings: a tiny bit heated but nothing graphic

word count: 1.3k

a/n: this has heavy cottagecore vibes which wasn’t the plan but i loved the way it turned out!!

In classic British fashion, the heavy spring rain had put a damper on your plans once again.

Which was quite the bummer.

You had been thrilled about going out to a new botanical gardens exhibit out of town, but there was no way you’d spend the afternoon out in the chilly, wet weather, especially since your only raincoat had been left behind at George’s last week.

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Close Call

Pairing: Fred Weasley x GN! Reader

Summary: In the midst of the Hogwarts battle, (Y/N) desperately tries to find Fred.

Prompt used: “You could’ve gotten yourself killed! You could’ve— fuck! You scared the shit outta me.”

Word count: 1.3k

Warning/s: mentions of injury, wounds, death, some angst? profanity

Note: I just wanted to see how I’d do with angst

GIF is not mine, credits to the owner!

Your heart pounded in your ears, dust filling up your lungs as explosions went off here and there, what once was a peaceful hallway of Hogwarts now littered with rubble and dead bodies, neither you could decipher if it was a death eater or a fellow student. Your gaze looked around, seeing students fighting for their lives, for this school, for their friends.

You felt your heart clench, looking back, finding a death eater hot on your trail.

Your eyes widened.

“Stupefy!” You shout with a flick of your wand they were sent back flying towards the wall with a crack, body landing with a thud. You bit your lip and continued to your destination to reach Fred Weasley.

“Once this is over promise me, we’ll go far away from here.” You whisper into Fred’s chest, as his back rubbed soothing circles on your back.

“We will, love. But we’d have to go back often to visit the joke shop.” Fred laughs, the rumble in his chest making you smile even if you were about to go to an all-out wizarding war.

You pulled away to see him looking down at you with the same gaze he had ever since you said yes when he asked you to be his. Your thoughts clouded with the memories of starting all over again at Hogwarts and how you met Fred and the many adventures that came within the very halls and rooms you stood in now.

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Had a super rough day and needed a distraction. I don’t have any angst sitting in my requests so I decided to write this little hurt/comfort piece instead. (not proof read so idk if it’s any good)

Narcissa walked into Malfoy Manor feeling completely exhausted. Her mother had called on her earlier on in the day to discuss an upcoming event, but the visit quickly turned into a nightmare. It started with her mother criticizing her for being a few minutes late and then quickly turned into a whole lecture about how disrespectful, how ungrateful, and how worthless she was. She had stood there, like the good punching bag she had been raised to be, until it just became too much. The anxiety inside her was boiling over and she had to excuse herself just so she could go home and break down in peace.

She closed the front door behind her quietly, making sure to hold the handle down until the door was shut so as not to make a sound, her mind still convincing her that her mother would show up and scream if the door wasn’t closed silently. She turned, making her way to the stairs when she heard footsteps coming towards her.

“Ciss,” Lucius called coming into the foyer, his smile falling when he saw how rigid she looked, “Are you okay?”

Narcissa nodded, still not daring to make a sound. Ladies are to be seen, not heard.

Lucius quickly closed the distance between them, reaching down and gently lifted her left hand, which was curled into a tight fist. He carefully coaxed her hand open, noticing the deep red indents in her palm from where her long nails had dug into the skin. He lowered it, before repeating the process with the other hand. Looking up at her face, he could see that her jaw was clenched and her eyes were swimming with unshed tears.

“You’re not okay,” he whispered, pulling her into a hug. Immediately her body began to shake as she finally released everything that she had been holding in. He knew she didn’t want to talk about what happened, so he just held her and rubbed her back soothingly and whispered calming words in her ear as she cried.

Being together for so many years, Lucius was used to seeing her like this, but it never made it any easier. He hated that she felt the need to answer her mother’s calls when they both knew she would come back horribly upset. Since they had been married, he had spent years undoing all the things Druella and Cygnus had done to try to destroy Narcissa. He wanted her to feel confident, beautiful, and most importantly, loved. Yet, everytime she went back to her childhood home, she always returned to him utterly traumatized.

After a few minutes her crying seemed to stop, leaving her slumped against his shoulder. Holding her a little tighter, he quietly called for a house elf to bring a cold glass of water and a pain relieving potion up to their bedroom.

“Alright, love. Why don’t we go lay down for a little bit,” he whispered into his wife’s ear. He waited until he felt her nod into his chest before he carefully picked her up and carried her to their room.

Once they were in the room, Lucius delicately laid her in the bed, making sure she was sitting up a little, before picking up the potion the elf had left on the bedside table. He uncorked it, handing it to Narcissa. After she drank it, he swapped her the empty vial for the glass of water, watching her take a few gulps before she handed it back to him. He then pulled out his wand, transforming her formal attire into the comfiest set of pajamas she owned. Once finished, he pocketed his wand and moved to the other side of the bed to join her.

Narcissa immediately snuggled into him, wrapping her arms around his waist and burying her head in his chest, letting out a content sigh once she was comfortable. Lucius kept her close, one arm securely on her back and the other stroking her hair. He kissed her sweetly on the head, continuing to whisper how safe and loved she was as she drifted off to sleep.

There was a light knock on the door, luckily light enough not to wake Narcissa. Lucius fumbled for his wand, flicking it at the door to open before tossing it on the bed to resume his soothing manners.

“Father, do you...” Draco stopped just inside the door, both surprised and a little concerned seeing his parents like this. He lowered his voice to a whisper, “Is Mother okay?”

“Yeah, she’s okay,” Lucius answered with an assuring smile, “What did you need?”

“Oh, umm, I was just going to ask if you knew where Mother was.” Draco said with an awkward laugh. He walked further into the room, trying to get a better look, “What happened to her?”

Lucius looked from his son, down to his sleeping wife as he continued to run his hands through her hair, “She had a tough day, but she’ll be fine. She just needs some extra rest and comfort for a little while.”

Lucius watched as Draco nodded slightly and moved to sit on Narcissa’s side of the bed. He leaned over, kissing her gently on the head and whispering “I love you, mum” in her ear.

“I love you, too, Father. Good night,” Draco whispered to him as he stood.

“Good night, Draco. I love you,” Lucius whispered back, watching his teen son leave the room.

When the door shut, he laid his head on top of Narcissa’s, whispering one last “I love you” before closing his eyes and falling asleep as well.

#narcissa malfoy #narcissa black #lucius malfoy #lucissa #ship: lucissa #lucius x narcissa #draco malfoy #LovingLucissa Misc

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An amazing story which is being written by my amazing bestie -@gaminggirlsstuff

My OC (Marvel Edition)

Clara Strange

Name : Clara Elizabeth Marie Strange

Nicknames : Clarissa (By Stephen), Magic-girl, Donna’s twin , Ms Strange

Age : 25 - 32

Birthday : October 26th

Status : Single

Powers : None

Family :

Mother : Beverly Strange

Father : Eugene Strange

Siblings : Stephen Strange (Older Brother)

Donna Strange (twin)

Pets : Reese the dog

Jobs : Librarian

Backstory : As kids her and Donna were the best of friends , always completing each other sentences and their bond was just unbreakable . Donna and her were both mischievious as kids during their school days . Always annoying their older brother Stephen with the nickname ‘Stevie’. But he loved the nickname secretly.

When they both were seven , Stephen would often able to persuade them to be his assistants in his magic act . When Clara was nine , she had fell from her bicycle while coming home from school as Donna rushed inside to call in Stephen to aid the other sister . Clara was crying on the front door stairs as Stephen got the first aid box and started bandaging her right ankle . After this experience Stephen started to always carry a small First aid kit in his bagpack to help anyone hurt.

One day during winter time they both wanted to go for ice skating near the frozen lake as Stephen was present with them . As Donna and her were having great time ice skating , but while skating Donna had stopped over a thin layer of ice in the middle of the lake, suddenly the ice started to crack under Donna’s feet as she fell through the hole into the cold water . Clara and Stephen rushed to help her but she was already gone .

After Donna’s death , Clara was never the same the bubbly mischievous girl , she was as before . Everyday since the incident she cried to sleep every night . She felt immensely guilty for Donna’s death as the memory from that day was haunting her every night , she couldn’t erase it from her mind as she tried to move on from it but couldn’t . Stephen on the other hand as it seems had moved on and had started to become distant from her and their parents as he was pursuing his medical career.

Her parents tried to move on but a few years later her mom passed away when she was in her last year of college , shortly after that her dad too . Her and Stephen were the only one’s left now but they both had grown apart and their relation had begun to deteriorate as a massive fight had broken out between them after attending their father’s funeral. And they haven’t spoken to each other since then.

A few weeks later she had decided to move to London. To pursue her career in literature . She hadn’t spoken to her brother since the funeral . ‘Stubborn Asshole’ she thought of him as she once again checked her phone not a single text from him , she still hadn’t mentioned to him that she is moving to London . Feeling a bit hesitant that he wouldn’t allow her go once she told him about it so she decided against idea and prepared to leave tomorrow early morning to catch her flight .

Stephen on the other hand had graduated from Columbia with an M.D. and Ph.D at the same time. He wanted to call her and tell her this amazing news and also apologize to her about their fight , he had really been acting too stubborn and ignorant around everyone , even his own little sister . But that day he decided he wanted to mend their relation and had the whole day plan out just for the both of them for tomorrow . The next day as he was getting ready to leave a thought Crossed his mind that he hadn’t even called her to check or ask if she was at home or not . But this visit was a surprise from him so being a idiot that he was didn’t even bothered to call her . As he parked his car in front of the apartment , he was getting nervous now but he brushed him off as he got out and carried the bouquet of lilac’s‘That have always have been her favorite’ towards the stairs . As he reached her floor he walked up towards her apartment door and knocked on it , No reply . He Continued on but still no reply .

He was starting to get worried now , thought’s rushed up inside his mind as he began to panic . But an old lady came up to him and informed him of his sister’s move and then the lady handed him an envelope . He took a look at it as it was addressed to him. He still couldn’t believe ‘That she just left ! Just like that ! Without even informing him of it !’

Rage had blinded him as he couldn’t see any reason to mend what is already been destroyed with his sister as he rushed back to his apartment and started to destroy everything .

Suddenly his hands pulled back the photo frame from getting destroyed . It was of them as kids spending the day in their backyard as their mother has gathered up them together to click the picture. He remembered it clearly as Donna was wearing her fairy costume , Clara was holding her teddy bear with her pink glasses on and Stephen was in the middle wearing his magician hat and cape on .

He broke down into tears looking at the picture as he reminiscent about his childhood and in that moment he had everything , and now he was all alone and everyone near and dear to him had left or just gone away . This realization hit him hard but from this day onwards he made a promise to himself he wouldn’t let anyone get to close to him again .

Present day :

As the hour went by Clara was hoping she could leave early from work , it had been a slow day since she had arrived at work this morning and as usual arranging the Books in order , her thoughts shifted to Reese her pet dog who was patiently waiting for her at home , and she didn’t like leaving her alone for too long . As she was arranging some of the books on the middle shelf . A busy voice behind called her out “Hey you can leave early you know that right it's the weekend , as you kids love to call it this days ?”, it was her boss’s voice Maggie. She had been a really sweet and kind lady who had helped her to get a job here as a librarian . She had been like a second mom for Clara and was always there support her through out everything when she arrived here for the first time .

As she was arranging the last batch of books , her eyes fell upon a children’s book which she hadn’t seen in many years . A small smile appeared on her face as she examined the book , Donna and her had an exact copy of the book as kids . ‘Mom and dad used to always read it to us every night , and sometimes even Steph-’ she stopped herself before she starts to feel guilty all over again.

It had been years since she had last seen her brother or even heard about him . She had always hoped that he was doing alright and has moved on with his life and achieved success in his medical career.

As she arranged the last batch , she started to climb down the ladder. Maggie was present at her usual work desk as Clara arrived , “Well I wanted to help you around a bit longer”.

“Well aren’t you a sweetheart my dear , well then take the rest of the day off and I’ll be seeing you on Monday ”. Maggie spoke as she rushed to pick up the ringing Telephone . A smile had spread on Clara’s face as rushed to get her jacket and purse , and waved goodbye to Maggie . As she dashed out of the front door and rushed to her apartment .

When she entered inside the door , She called out to Reese excitedly “Honey I’m home !” . As Reese rushed towards her she got down on her knees and greeted the excited little puppy , as she placed a kiss on her nose and put her down as they both entered the Living room . Clara placed some dogfood in the Reese’s bowl as she looked at the TV screen changing the channel again and again.

As she stopped on the News Channel as the news anchor said

“Where are the Avengers now after the Mayhem they have caused ? and Who is this Mysterious Spider Bug Themed Hero-Or as the Public put it as Spiderman spotted in Queens, New York City.”

‘Ugh’ she frustratedly thought to herself . All this Avengers speculation is just gonna make her head explode . Don’t worry she likes the Avengers but she not interested in fake news headlines and lies spread by the media about them, they are also real people and have families and people they love and have to take care of . But after the 2012 Invasion the public had been in love with them since . But after the Accords, things have changed drastically.

Clara got up from her couch as she switched off the TV, kept her dish in the sink and begin going into her bedroom . As Reese was trotting behind her, she return inside her room as her eyes fell upon the photo frame kept on the nightstand of her and Donna , as she picked it up happy memories rushed in her mind as she gently placed a hand over the frame. Reminiscing about the past as she hugged the frame even closer as she terribly missed her sister so much every day .

The guilt never went away, as she still blamed herself for everything , Sleep never came easily to her , as the Nightmare was always coming to haunt her every night , as her screams still echoed in her mind , it was as if she was just stuck in that moment again and again even after so many years .

All this had become too much for her so she starting to see a therapist once a month , who had recommended her some sleeping pills , as she placed the frame back in it’s place she watched as Reese was already asleep in her own cozy bed , she smiled at the sleeping puppy she got up to get a glass of water .

When she reached the kitchen , commotion could be heard from inside as she quickly ducked under the table , the voices grew impatient and louder as the door flew open as things started to crash around her , she kept her eyes closed to scared to even open them , as a man’s frustrating voice shouted “QUICKLY , WONG GIVE ME THAT!!!!”, ‘that voice’ it felt really familiar as she opened her eyes to see it was a big creature with tentacles like things coming out from a blue portal as the man in the red cape used his powers to banish the creature as the portal closed in front of him and the other man . Things were happening around her too quickly as she got up from her hiding place to see the mess made by this magic people . As the tall man did a circular hand gesture another portal opened in front of them but this time it was an orange one, as they moved forward to step inside of it .

Clara quickly called them out “Wait what was that thing !? ”as they stopped , but the tall man didn’t even turn around to face her as he bluntly replied “A simple thanks would have been nice !”. Embarrassed Clara quickly thanked them for saving her life, but she is still questioned them again “But who are you guys ?”.

The Tall man groaned in frustration as he turned around to quickly introduce himself “ I’m Dr Strange Master of the Mystic Art- Clarissa , what are you doing here ?”.

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Uk @gaminggirlsstuff I am excited for this.

Waiting forward for you to expand it.

Hii I remember you made a character called Clara Strange

I would love to hear more about her one day lol

Hey JJ !!! I'm glad u remember her 😇 !!! well I have been working on my Marvel OCs list and it's a long way but here's a sneak peak !!! It's a work in progress . Hope u like it ☺️ @jackiequick !!!

#asks #marvel ocs

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I think you'd like this story: "The Prophecy of the Serpent ." by itslileagle on Wattpad https://www.wattpad.com/story/342047325?utm_source=android&utm_medium=com.tumblr&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create_preview&wp_uname=itslileagle&wp_originator=FZx%2FlVp6sICIGH%2FLYXOR69S%2BQapBXNFOiNhHVWl7fnDxLYJm%2B4EzRLW3zbGAiKKNSNfKXvBXeScENXN5HDhkwgPdSP2SqbNypXXPH6NZXIxbSpMOLiUsHvvVA1bCcFxb

Hello folks ! This is a fanfic which I just started on Wattpad (started yesterday) . So don't forget to check it out and share it ahead .

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I CAN'T DO IT

Pairings: George Weasley x Fem!reader Summary: George doesn't want to watch you get married to another man Warnings: bit angsty ig? Note: bit long, and this took way too long to make, i'm talking dayss

"how are you feeling?" you heard your fiancé ask as he walked up from behind you

"nervous, I have this feeling that something big is going to go wrong and will ruin the whole thing" you shook your head the pit in your stomach that had been there for days now was getting bigger, and it made you want to throw up

"everyone gets that feeling, it'll be fine, I promise, I'll make sure nothing happens" he rubbed your shoulder

"why are you awake?" you asked him

he was a good young man, he was a Hufflepuff from Hogwarts, you never talked in school as he wasn't in your year, but rather in Harry's year. Zacharias Smith, you started going out about 2 years ago and things were going really well that he popped the question at the end of last year

"you weren't in bed, so I went looking for you" he shrugged

you were getting married in a few days, and things were a bit shaky.

you're bridesmaids turned up today to start helping with setting up and making sure you weren't to stressed

but as soon as Ginny, Hermione and Angelina walked through the door, they could sense it.

the Weasley's came alongside Ginny and as soon as you saw George for the first time in what seemed like forever, you started panicking.

"come on, let's go get some sleep, you'll feel better" Zach said as he took your hand

"you go ahead, let me just stay here for a bit" you insisted, letting him go

"I'll give you 10 minutes" he smiled before going up the stairs.

you closed your eyes as you heard the door shut, telling you he had gone back to bed.

"you alright?" you heard a careful voice say from behind you, making you jump in surprise

you turned around to see George and felt like you were pass out.

the only reason he's here is because his family were invited, you couldn't just invite his family and say he wasn't allowed to come, he was also a very close friend of yours, even if he was also your ex boyfriend

"go back to bed, George" you whispered as he walked up to you

you were ashamed of yourself for even looking at him, and you'd never admit that you still had feelings for him, that after all this time of avoiding them, that when you locked eyes with him this morning, all the love and care for his began to present itself again

and you would never say it, but you never felt the passion for Zach like how you did with George.

but you hadn't been with George in almost 2 and a half years and you never would be again after that day.

"do you really love him?" he interrogated selfishly

"don't, George, you can't come here and question if I love him or not" you shook your head, looking away from him

"it's a reasonable question, love" he stuffed his hands into his pockets

"of course I love him, I wouldn't be getting married to him if I didn't, George" you frowned

"you can't marry him"

"George you can't do that, it's not fair" you huffed

"no, it's not fair, it's not fair that you're marrying him" he agreed to make a different point

"yeah well who's fault is that?" you quizzed "you have no right to tell me who I should marry"

"does he know?" he raised his eyebrows, he didn't have to say what, but you knew what he was talking about

"no" you hesitated

"why haven't you told him?" he tilted his head

"I'm going to bed" you sighed as you began walking past him, but he grabbed your waist and made you stay

"please" he cleared his throat from a voice crack "please don't marry him"

"please stop, Georgie" you let the nickname slip from your mouth

"I'm not going stop, you can't tell me a million times but I won't stop trying" he spoke softly

"then let go, I'm not gonna give in to you, George" you choked back a sob

"you're gonna regret marrying him, you're making the biggest mistake of your life" he murmured as he let you go. letting you walk away

"so you've got everything? you're not forgetting anything that has to be done?" Ginny asked and Hermione looked at the clipboard she made to make sure everything was on track for you to have the weeding you deserved

you were spaced out, thinking about what George had said to you the night before

"hey, what's wrong?" Ginny rushed, taking a hold of your shoulder to support you

you looked her tears in your eyes as you panicked inside

"what happened?" Hermione came to your side

"nothing, I'm just so happy" you fake smiled

you were all by the venue that the guys had made for the wedding. it wasn't completely set up due to the wedding being tomorrow but it was cleaned out and the floor had been put down for it

"good, the aisle is ready for tomorrow set up

you caught a glimpse of George by the floor with Fred and Angie

Ginny followed your gaze as Hermione went inside to fetch you some tea to calm your nerves

"did he say something?" she wondered as she looked back at you

"he told me I shouldn't Zach, that I'd regret it and it's a mistake" you wept

"did he tell you he still loves you?" she questioned, looking back at him

"no, just told me I can't marry him and questioned if I loved Zach or not" you played with your fingers

"what did you say"

"I said that he's being unfair and that he has no right to say that" you swallowed thickly

"do you, um- do you still- love George?" her voice wobbled as she asked, nervous that you'll snap

"no? that's not even a question, I love Zach and only him" you denied, making her nod along, not really believing you

"ok"

it was only then when you realised George was looking at you, catching your gaze

you held it until he looked away sadly

you walked out of the house for the second night in a row, to get fresh air, everything was clouding your mind and you couldn't think straight

you noticed a dark figure on the bench that was near the floor.

as much as you didn't want to approach them, your feet decided to move closer, almost like it was begging for trouble

you sat beside them and stayed silent for a while

"give me one reason why I shouldn't marry Zach" you looked over at him

"why does it matter anymore? you're not going to just not marry him. so what's the point of trying?" his voice was cold and emotionless

"this isn't my fault, we would still be with each other if you didn't..." you trailed off, not wanting to mention the break up, even though it was on both of your minds for ages

"I'm not blaming you" he shook his head, looking down at his lap

"tell me you still love me" you muttered as you looked over at him

"and then what? you'll still get married to him. you want me to admit that I'm still in love with you for you to go off with another man? how's that fair?" he stared at you

"well do you?" you tilted your head

"of course I fucking do! I've never stopped, Y/n, every single day of my life I have to live taunts me with the fact you're not mine! do you know how much that kills me? knowing that out there you're with someone that isn't me?" he snapped

"there's no need to be mad" you whispered

"why are you here?" he asked coldly

you couldn't admit that you didn't know what to do, that at the end of the day, you were meant to marry Zach, but that you're heart called George's name.

you could tell him that even a small part of you wanted to start again with him, because you had no idea how he would react, he could either pressure you into running away with him or get mad at you and leave.

"nervous, it's not everyday you're supposed to get married tomorrow" you shrugged

"well you love him, right? nothing's going to get in the way of that so why be nervous" he replied dully

you didn't have enough willpower or energy to respond to him and he could sense it

"you should go get some rest, you've got a big day tomorrow" he smiled softly, even if it was pained

he kissed your head and ushered you to go back inside and get sleep

you got up from the bench and left him there to stare out into the distance.

you sighed as you walked into the door grumpily

"how are you feeling?" you heard the awfully familiar voice that belonged to Molly by the window, looking out at George

she turned to you and gave you a sympathetic smile with a knowing look

"good, I'm feeling good" you lied, you never would have even thought about lying to someone like her, who you once considered a second mother, but you couldn't bare to say the truth to her this time

she thinned her lips with a tight smile, letting you go to bed for tomorrow.

"wake up! rise and shine you bride to be" Ginny shouted to wake you up

"piss off" you grumbled as you covered your face with a pillow

"do you really want to be late on your wedding day?" she chuckled, going to your side and ripping the blanket off

"fine" you whined, sitting up as she went through what to do.

you had a quick shower and got into your dress, you're up in, drying to be ready for styling it.

Hermione came through the door with Angie by her side

"ok, so, the cake-" she started, a worried look on her face

"Hermione, the cake is the last of my worries, it there's something wrong with it, do what you think would be best" you cut her off with a smile

"ok" she nodded vigorously, Angie staying in the room to do your hair

"are you thinking in or out?" she asked

"I really don't mind, what do you think will be best?" you sighed calmly

"well i think having it out will really compliment the sleeves" she tilted her head, looking at you through the mirror

"then do it" you nodded

"how are you this calm? are you not worried at all?" she raised her eyebrows

"no, I'm fine" you beamed as she started your hair

"do you want your make up now?" Ginny came in with her makeup bag

"go ahead"

they were all dressed in their bridesmaid dresses with their make up already done, looking beautiful

Angie started putting clips in your hair as Ginny brushed your cheeks with a light pink

you started hearing Hermione yell out orders as the girls finished you up

you felt Angie step away from you and looked at your hair

"you look beautiful" Ginny said as she put her brushes down

"thank you"

"now you need to put your shoes on and then we'll get you your bouquet and then wait for your entrance" Hermione bursted in to see you almost ready

"Angie and Hermione left and left Ginny in there with you, handing you your heels

"how are you really feeling? there's no way you are this calm when your weeding is less than an hour away" she frowned

"I'm fine, Gin, really" you grinned at her, her helping you with the strap of your shoe

"I know you might not like to hear about him right now but, George was thinking of leaving" she mentioned, making you pause

"why?" you asked

"Y/n, he doesn't want to see the woman he loves most in this world get married, I heard him talking to Fred saying that the invite felt like you were trying to torture him" she rubbed her arm

"can you tell him to come here so I can talk to him please, Gin" you took a deep breath

"yeah, I'll go find him" she looked down, walking out of the room

after a few minutes there was a knock on your door, you knew it was him and you called him in

the door slowly opened and he walked in, you stood in front of him as he stared at you

you noticed his eye slightly twitch at the sight of you

"you look stunning" he nodded to himself, looking at you sadly

it was then when you noticed he wasn't dressed like everyone else, but in his everyday clothes

"I don't want to go" he said, knowing what you brought him here to say

"but I want you there" you blinked

"why? why do that to me?" he looked away from you

"am I not allowed to have my friend at me wedding?" you didn't want to hurt his feelings but you could tell you did by his face

"I should home" he said suddenly

"what? no, please don't go home, George, please" you pleaded, stepping closer to him as he backed up

"I'm just going to ruin it, I don't want to ruin your day. that wouldn't be fair, our break up was my fault and I need to live with that, not take it out on you, I'm sorry" he put his hands out for you to not go near him

"you're not going to ruin it, you'll ruin it by not being there, George please" you begged for him to stay

"no, if I'm there all I'm going to do is make it worse, you love him and I need to accept that you're not mine anymore"

"George Fabian Weasley if you don't go to my wedding I will hex you, you're still one of my best friends George, please" you pouted, not wanting to cry

"then hex me, please that'll be much better than going to your wedding" he smiled

"fine, go home then" you frowned, turning away from him

you heard him open the door and stay there for a while before you heard him sigh

"I love you, forever and always" he spoke carefully.

you heard the door close and you felt like you were put into a dream, and you were brought back to all the times he said that in your relationship.

you both would say that when leaving each other, whether it was after saying goodnight, parting ways to go to class, or leaving each other in general

the last time he had said that to you was parting ways during the war, he went off as Tonks pulled you away to cover a different part of the castle

that was the day your relationship changed forever, he almost lost Fred and he became paranoid, and finally, a few months after the war, you broke up with him, he was lashing out and he wouldn't sleep and he would get mad at anything, you knew it wasn't his fault but you wanted a break from it.

you stood next to Molly and Arthur as your bridesmaids and groomsmen in front of you, waiting for the cue

"he stayed, you know" Molly said, pointing to the back of George's head in the audience

"good" you said, she walked away and took a seat, Arthur staying to walk you down the aisle

"I know you think our family hates you for leaving him, but we don't" he started

"why not? I broke his heart"

he chuckled lightly "it was the right thing to do for yourself, he was miserable, and he knows it"

the music started to play and they started walking down, you peeked your head around the corner and saw Zach at the end of the aisle, Smiling brightly and you felt like you were going to be sick

"Ready?" Arthur asked

"Yeah"

You took a deep breath and began slowly walking down with Arthur by your side

Everyone turned to look at you with bright grins, they were happy. But you weren't.

You couldn't bring yourself to be happy when you felt sick to your stomach.

You got to the end and Arthur kissed your forehead

You then stepped up in front of Zach and he grabbed your hand.

You looked to at your family and friends.

You looked at your mum. Who was smiling widely. Then you looked to the other side to see George.

He was frowning as he looked at the front. His eyes were dull and rested, as if he was tired

You began to feel dizzy and you spaced out as the ceremony started

"Should anyone here present know of any reason that this couple should not be joined in holy matrimony, speak now or forever hold your peace" the officiant said, looking up at the audience.

you turned your head to find George in the audience, looking down at his lap.

you noticed that Ginny and Hermione turned to look at him too, as well as Molly, Fred and Angie

he looked up and locked eyes with you, in that moment, you wished he would stand up and say something, to get you out of this position you put yourself in, to save you from marrying a man you knew you didn't love as much as you did George.

but he remained seated, his lips in a tight line, not daring to ruin the ceremony

"alright.

you looked back at your hands that were connected with Zach's

you spaced out again until the officiant turned to you

"Y/n Y/l/n, do you take do you take Zacharias Smith to be your wedded husband to live together in marriage? Do you promise to love him, comfort him, honour and keep him for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and health and forsaking all others, be faithful only to him so long as you both shall live?" you looked at Zach, who was grinning from ear to ear.

in the corner of your eye you saw everybody staring at you, waiting for you to speak

but you couldn't, a lump formed in your throat and stopped your from talking, from breathing.

you turned to the audience once more, your eyes meeting George's again. he had a fake smile on his face even though his eyes were droopy and sad

the longer you looked at him, the more the smile of his faded away, he furrowed his brows as you shook your head

Zach gave your hands a reassuring squeeze and made you look at him

"are you ok? what's wrong?" he mumbled

"I'm sorry" you choked as you lifted your dress, running down the aisle, away from the wedding, hearing the calls from your friends and family

you don't know where you were running to but you ended up at a small lake.

you leaned against a tree and slid down, crying pathetically

you sat there alone, for a while. the wedding was far away from where you were that you couldn't see it and you could barely tell where you were.

you stayed there for what felt like hours before you heard footsteps coming towards you, stepping on the crisp leaves on the grass

you didn't dare to look up, fearing it was Zach.

you knew what running away would do to your relationship, but your feet felt like they were moving on their own accord, you knew that as soon as you ran away, that it meant you and Zach were done. that you could no longer be with him

you left him

"I couldn't do it" you spoke to the person

"what was stopping you?" you heard his voice, the one that caused you to run

you looked up at him, seeing his gentle brown eyes looking down at you

"you," you whispered, seeing his face slightly change "you and your stupid brown eyes" you sobbed, beginning to cry again.

he stood there for a second before sitting beside you, keeping a little distance from you

"I said I wanted to go home, I didn't want for this to happen, I never meant for you to do that" he rubbed his face, genuinely feeling bad about the situation

"you never do, George. that's the problem" you cried, hiding your face in your hands

"he's called the wedding off, for good" he informed you

"figured, I wouldn't want to do it again, I can't. I can't do it, George" you closed your eyes

"I can't bring myself to marry him"

"why not? you love him" he told you.

but that wasn't true, you could never really love Zach when there was George out there, the George you knew before the war.

you don't know how or why it took you so long to notice that throughout your whole relationship with Zach that you craved something more, he wasn't enough, his touch and his words didn't make you blush the way George's did

Zach was great, but it wouldn't be fair to him to marry a girl that didn't truly love him the way she should.

"not as much as I love you, Georgie" you bit your lip, still not looking at him

"you love me?" he questioned

it was silent for a while, you both looking at different things and letting the conversation sink in, the words imprinting on both of your minds

"I don't think I ever stopped" you whispered

you felt him reach for your hand slowly and carefully, not wanting to cross a boundary

you let him take your hand in his and you felt the tingly sensation you never felt with Zach

it felt right but wrong at the same time,

as much as you wanted to enjoy it you knew it was wrong, you were supposed to get married

"how'd you find me?" you wondered, finally looking at him

"I took you here once, remember? it was Christmas and you were staying with me and my family, we snuck out and ran away, we ran here" he raised his eyebrows, looking at the lake

you looked around you and you were hit with the memory of that day

"it was where we had our first kiss" he muttered

you subconsciously smiled at the memory of a scared George slowly leaning closer to you, his hand in yours as he connected your lips, kissing you delicately but with eagerness

you struggled in your dress as you got up, making George confused

you looked around at the trees and noticed you were leaning against the one you were looking for.

you looked around the trunk of it and reached up to trace the scratch marks that you and George made that day

a large heart engraved on the tree with the letters Y/ and G

you teared up as you examined it

George stood up and followed your gaze

his smile dropped when he recalled that you had jinxed it that if you both ever stopped loving each other it would crack, symbolising that you were both broken hearted

but there was no crack, not even a faint crack of where it would be if you ever did fall in love

"would you consider giving me another chance? I'm better now, and I'm not saying I deserve you but I can't picture my life without you in it, I want you by my side, forever and always" he asked

you smiled at his words, he was indeed better, all The Weasley's had told you that a year after you split up, and you could see it yourself, he had the sparkle in his eye and the genuine smile that he had lost.

his posture was straight rather than the hunch he had, his mood was different too. he was better and that's all that you cared about, he was George, the George that you loved and cared deeply for

he was your George and you wouldn't pass him on for the world

"I would love that, Georgie, let me just figure out what I'm going to do about this wedding"

he placed a soft kiss on your forehead, leaving a tingly sensation. it felt good.

"I'll wait as long as you want, as long as I know you'll be mine again" he beamed.

"my heart always belonged to you, I was yours from the beginning, George" you grinned

"good, because my heart was made for yours"

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siriuslyshouldislytherin · 9 months

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Bloom // H.P.

Summary: Healing doesn’t happen overnight. It’s a process that can take months, if not, years to come to terms with. It’s been five years since the Battle of Hogwarts and the end of the Second Wizarding War. Harry finally feels ready to confront feelings that have long been sat, growing unattended in the recesses of his mind and soul.

A/N: This was inspired by the made-up fic title that I did a few weeks ago. I got so stuck on this, I couldn’t get any further, but inspiration somewhat struck and here we are. I know this is long, but I am so so proud of this, I would love some interaction with this. Take a chance, please.

Warnings: feelings of sadness, grief, worthlessness, more visits to graveyards, talks of death. This sounds dark, and parts are, but there is so much fluff and comfort and pining in this.

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Say Something... (Draco Malfoy)

Paring: Draco malfoy X Weasley!Reader

Summary: Ron Weasley's twin sister gets torchored by death eaters and her boyfriend Draco struggles to get her to talk while also helping her family take care of her.

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Everything hurt....

You were covered in bruises and burns. Though it felt like half of your brain was no longer working as you felt yourself becoming more and more numb, you reckoned you were gonna survive, at least with a dozen or so scars. You winced feeling every bone in your body ache and burn.

Your throat burned and felt like sandpaper. Unknowingly your blood stained hands rubbed your throat. The dry and scratchy feeling isn't what hurt though. You sighed feeling the emptiness of your neck. The death eaters had taken the ring you wore on a Chang on your neck. That should be the least of your problems right? But it was the ring Draco gave you. It was a reminder of what or who you were protecting.

His broken voice filed through your fried brain... At least you think it's his. Your heart clinched at the sound of his voice but your brain seemed to not process it.

“this is my mess... I can't let you do this”

“the spell is already done, Draco. I’m your secret keeper. Besides, I don’t need you to let me do anything.”

“You could die! You realize that? You could get tortured! You know what happened to the Longbottoms!”

He felt small and useless that day. He knew he couldn't stop you... What killed him was he knew he couldn't protect you. For a moment Draco thought that there was no one in the world who would dare challenge you on this or that no Death Eater would ever go near you with the intent to torture. He knew no one would be able to convince you other wise.

Not even your brothers...

“please don't do this...” he said feeling weak.

Your feet crunched on the wet grass, and the cold only served to soothe your suffering for a few more moments as you walked to the door of the burrow you called home. In the distance you could hear Ron and Draco arguing. That was nothing new, the two had never and probably never will get along.

It took a while but your Family did welcome Draco into the family with open arms. He felt safer in the burrow than he did in his own home. The twins and excepted it first and tried their best to be friends to Draco and soon the three became closer than you expected. And of course your mother Molly treated him like one of her own which overwhelmed Draco at first but he grew to appreciate and love it.

Vaguely, you heard George defuse the squabbling boys, asking if anyone heard that. Through your dark clouded mind you knew that if didn't speak something bad would happen. If you did speak the same outcome might happen. I tried to call out to the voices but nothing came out. If you didn’t say you were there and that it was all still safe they might finish what the Death Eaters started.

The idea of that seemed to be too much, and before you knew it you felt your leg give out underneath you as you stepped forward, and the ground rushed up to meet you as your vision went black.

The arguing stopped, you knew that much. You could hear a familiar voice call out your name on the distance. A door open and slammed shut. The force made you jolt in fear but your body didn't move. Your fried brain had been wired to tell your body it's time for more pain.

You wanted to flinch and protect your body but you felt too weak to move.

“Y/n!”

the harshness of an unforgiving curse wasn't shot through your vains. Nor was the harshness of a fist. What was felt was gentle hands cradling you to his chest. It felt like Ron... You think. Your brain didn't seem to have it on file but something was telling you it was your over protective twin brother.

He looked down and spoke softly. “hey, what happened? Who did this?” Ron looked up and saw the the rest of the residents of the burrow file out. Fred stopped in shock seeing his little sister all beaten up. George left his twin and raced over to the youngest pair of twins.

Ron looked up to the group with tears flooding is eyes. “who did This! What's wrong with her!” he shouted. The other stood there speechless.

After cooling off and his brain was thinking rationally he walked outside to see what the commotion was about. Draco's chest tightened at the sight that was before him. His Love all bloddy and hurt in her brother's sobbing arms.

“no!” he shouted and ran to her. He fell to his knees in front of Ron who was still holding her. Draco wasn't one to cry in front of people who wasn't you but he didn't care at this point. He sob and tried to take you but Ron wasn't having it. Not thinking straight enough to agrue with your brother he stared at the wet grass and punched it with anger. The fist being used only made him angrier. It was the fist that was attached to the arm that once held his death eater mark. It was gone after a painful process that you were against. The scar that remained only reminded him you were in this situation because you were protecting him.

Your father tired to take you inside but Ron flintched away. It was the first time ever anyone saw Ron shout at your father. “don't touch her”

Draco didn't even try. He knew Ron blamed him and he wouldn't be surprised if the the whole family did. Your mother tried to reason with Ron but he just protectevly picked you up and kept everyone away as he took you inside. Everyone quickly followed...

Except the numb Slytherin who was on his knees Sobbing. Your mother who so desperately wanted to a follow and care for her daughter stayed behind. She knew Ron would probably hex the next person who came near you. She also knew her son well enough to know he was waiting for it to be Draco.

“I'm so sorry” Draco sobbed out to the red-head mother. “I never wanted her to do this for me... I'm sorry” Mrs. Weasley knelt down next to him and hugged him trying to calm him down.

“its not your fault” she spoke softly.

It's not your fault

But in his mind he knew it was...

You could not think. You could not feel. It was not until a few moments later when you felt your body gently senk into a familiar couch. The old creaky couch never felt so good. someone with vaguely familiar feeling hands was kneeling next to you, pulling you up to sit and pressing a glass of water to your lips that you finally began to feel everything rushing back.

It hurt...

Everything hurt so much...

Draco watched silently next to the door frame in the kitchen. He kept his distance as he watched your brothers take care of you. He felt relieved Ginny was out With Harry not wanting the young girl to see her sister in pain. Feeling he over stepped his leave and the tension was an unwelcoming feeling that told him he should leave but the sight of you made him plant his root right where he was.

If no one would let him near you he'd watch you like a hawk from a far making sure no one hurt you.

It was all too much. you could see the familiar red-head boys in front of you, your poor brother George with just one ear. Ron sat next to you with tears in his eyes saying things that you could hardly make yourself hear. You saw everyone except one... You didn't move but your E/c eyes scanned around the room for the Blond Slytherin you swor to protect.

Your mother followed your eyes and she just knew what you wanted. Your crying brothers isn't what you need. She walked over to Draco who had his head down and was hiding behind the blond hairs that fell over his eyes. She placed her hand over his shoulder to get his attention. He looked at her with red puffy eyes.

“she needs you right now”

Draco gulped and knelt down front of the couch you were laying on. Ron gave him a death glare and opened his mouth to say something but your father put his hand on Ron's shoulder stopping him.

Draco gently took your hand and kissed it softly as he whispered. You knew he was asking what happened, hoping you would say it was nothing while Ron seemed much less optimistic. He was fuled with rage.

You wanted to say something but you couldn't.

It was all too much... And you were scared.

Your shaking hand could hardly hold on to Draco's pale one. His other one moved to hold that weight of your cut up and bruised hand.

You took in one long breath, and released it. There was a part of you saying to keep fighting. That you’d come this far. That talking couldn’t be that hard! You’d gotten tortured for information and fought off a pair of Death Eaters for Christ's sake! Talking to your boyfriend and your brothers would be easy.

Saying all of that was right.... Right?

It would be kinder to your brothers...

It would be better for Draco..

But it hurts.. So, so much.

The pain wouldn't leave. Feeling every ache, every burn, and cut made you feel vulnerable and useless... You didn't want to talk or even think.. Everything felt muffled and faded.

You layed there wondering if you should force yourself to snap out of it before you decided that it simply was going to hurt too much right now to do that. To talk. To relive it all. You looked up at Draco and the sounds you were hearing didn’t seem to match up with how his lips were moving. He seemed frantic. He looked so scared that it was just one more jab to your stomach.

You closed your bruised eyes not wanting to see Draco so distraught. No, you didn't want to feel anything anymore.

Draco nor your brothers knew what to do. Ron found you passed out in the yard after a heated argument between Ron and Draco. There was large gashes in your shirt that showed a wounds on your chest and sides that while obviously not lethal, seemed to be pouring out a lot of blood.

There was bruises and burns all round your neck and arms.

There was a long cut on down your left eye that made Bill's stomach turn.

“Y/n? I need you to talk to me. What happened? Are you alright?” Draco tried his best to seem calm, and to speak in a soothing manner but even he could hear the fear in his own voice. “please,Darling.”

He was vaguely aware of Fred and George on the other side of you, making quick work of your wounds. One of the benefits of being a children of Molly Weasley meant that they both had quite a bit of experience with healing spells. Not as much as their mum’s, but more than enough to pull you through.

“y/n..” a small voice suddenly appeared. They all looked up aside from you and saw Ginny covered her mouth and tears fell fast. Harry stood there speechless as he tried to comfort Ginny. Your mother quickly moved away and tried to move Ginny and Harry upstairs. Ginny tried to fight to see you but she gave up breaking in Harry's arms.

“Love?” Draco's throat felt tight, as he watched your eyes glaze over-you were still looking in his direction, seemingly at his face, but Draco got the sense that you were no longer really seeing.

Ron moved to her line of sight with a defeated look “Tell me what happened.” you didn't answer and your eyes trailed back to Draco.

he smoothed out your hair, pressing a kiss to the matted, bloody mess. Eyes squeezed tight he waited with baited breath for you to speak until he felt your father squeeze his shoulder.

“What happened?” Draco knew of course. It was quite obvious what had happened to you, but that didn’t keep him from wanting to deny what was obvious. He looked up at your father with tears.

George looked at your boyfriend sadly. “She was tortured, and now we’re going to patch her up.” he could already hear Draco about to wonder aloud if you’d turn out like the Longbottom’s, and quickly nipped that in the bud. “Let’s get her cleaned up and into bed. She’ll feel better then, and maybe she’ll start talking.”

That seemed to give both Draco and Ron a spark of hope. Wrapping one arm around your shoulders, and slipping another under your knees, Draco lifted you up and carried you towards the bathroom. Ron tried to follow but your father stopped him and your mother went.

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You hadn’t talked since you've been home. It had been ten and a half days, and you showed no more sign of speaking than you did on that first night.

Your wounds had been mended or were healing, all going well. Draco dutifully changed your bandages twice a day, and helped clean you off at night. He made sure you ate thrice a day, drank plenty of water, and stayed close to you the entire time.

Draco constantly spoke to you.

It's the most you've ever heard him talk in the burrow. He was always afraid he'd over step and he was always afraid he'd say the wrong thing. if you were in a different situation you'd be proud of him.

Draco would talk About anything that came to his mind. The boy was quickly becoming used to saying whatever his first thought was that came to him. Fred and George noted rather sadly that their sister's boyfriend's thoughts seemed to be running in sad circles as the days added up.

Draco didn't give up on you though.

It reminded George a lot of when you were a child and you would talk to the stuffed Dragon Charlie got you. In his mind he could almost hear what the response would have been.

“how are you feeling, Love?”

Silence

You were gazing at something on the far shelf in your room- Draco followed your line of sight and it landed on a medium sized Green dragon plushy. He pointed at it but you didn't saying, just kept staring at it thinking about.

Draco got up from his spot next to you and retrieved the stuffed dragon. “is this what you want?” you didn't respond but squeezed it tightly as soon as he placed it in your hands. You held it to your chest and hid your face in like a small child would when they were scard.

It felt comforting to hold it again. You haven't slept with since 3rd year but it was always special to you because Charlie gave it to you.

Charlie... He probably doesn't even know what's happening at home.

Draco looked down at the dragon and slightly smiled as he fiddled with the soft wign. “remember the voice I made up for him in 2nd year? I'd always annoy you with it but deep down I knew you thought it was funny”

You didn't respond only held the dragon tighter. Draco sighed and pulled you into his lap, and could almost feel you wrapping your arms around him and hiding your face in the neck like always... But you felt like a raggdoll. You kept your arms around the stuffed dragon but you mechanically rested the side of your head to his chest.

“please talk to me” Draco whispered. He even thought about making the dumb stuffed dragon talk like he did when you were younger. But he didn't want to treat you like a child.

“please...” His voice cracked, as he began to shake. It was starting to get hard to remember how your voice sounded, something that shook him to his core.

“Say something... I-I’ll give you anything you want just say something.” he said more desperately.

More since filled the room. Dead quiet.

“just talk... Please...let me hear your voice”

He sounded horribly pathetic, he knew that, and he didn’t care. If it meant you’d start talking again he’d fall on his knees in front of anyone. If it meant you came back he would do whatever was requested of him.

Fred and George came up from the basement and stared sadly at their little sister and her boyfriend. “Draco, when was the last time you got any sleep?” George asked.

Draco didn't awnser and kept his eyes on you and only you. “Malfoy, why don't you get some sleep” Fred added.

The twins' suggestion was met with a immediate shake of Draco’s head. “I’m not leaving her.”

“You’re not leaving. You’ll be going to bed. I can get Y/N’s dinner ready and Mum will help her get changed. You need to sleep, Mate.” George noted, that your eyes slowly seemed to be coming into focus instead of gazing far away you finally looked as if you were noticing things in the room.

He wondered, for a moment, and he didn't make any indication he was gonna move. Fred let out a long breath.

“Go to bed.” George said as him and fred walked over to Draco and very gently, removed you from his lap. “we'll take care of her.”

George held your hand as You teetered between the realms of seeing and unseeing. Understanding and not knowing. Everything seemed to be muffled. You weren’t entirely sure who you were anymore.

“y/n, Darling?” Draco said softly. You looked at the ground not saying anything. Like I said you weren't entirely sure who you were anymore but you knew one thing...

Your name...

Draco was about to leave but you mindlessly followed. He stopped and you looked up at him. one of the first responses you’d been able to give in a long time. He felt a bit of hope in his chest. All you knew was it was his bed time.

You didn't speak but handed him the stuffed Dragon and shuffled back to the twins. He looked down at it button eyes as his chest tightened. George took your hand and tried to led you into the kitchen but you didn't move to far. Fred stayed behind with draco.

Fred patted his friend's shoulder. “See? She heard you. Go to bed. She’s getting better day by day.” Draco silently nodded and walked upstairs with the dragon still in his hands.

You followed Draco with your eyes, brow crinkling as things began to fit more together. There was a gentle tug on your hand and you looked to see George smiling at you a bit knowingly. “Let’s get you some tea, alright? I’ll fix dinner.”

“come on sis” Fred added following his siblings into the kitchen.

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Draco silently walked up the stairs in to the room he always slept in when he stayed over.

“how she doing?” Ron's voice said making him look up. The Slytherin shrugged fiddling with the Dragon. Ron looked down at it as well felling his chest tighten. With Ron and you being twins that dragon was just as much part of his childhood as it was yours.

“haven't seen him in a while” Ron said referring the the toy. Draco shrugged. “she was staring at it this morning... I thought she'd want it... Then she gave to me when George told me to go to bed”

Ron sighed and stuffed his hands in his pockets while leaning on the wall. “I'm sorry for being so awful to you”

Draco looked up at the red-head. He let out a depressing chuckel. “I would be nice to me either... And I deserve it” Draco tried to finish his trip to his(your) bed but Ron stopped him again.

“you've changed” That made Draco stop and turn back to Ron. “she saw the good in you... And I just held a grudge... I was so bloody pissed when you started dating her and I couldn't let myself see you weren't that bad”

Draco nodded and gave him a genuine smile. “no harm done Mate” he held out his hand to Ron. Your twin slightly smiled and shook your boyfriends hand. Ron awkwardly nodded. “I'll just let you get back to it” Ron walked passed Draco and down the stairs.

Ron walked into the kitchen to see his twin and the older set of twins. For the first time ever Ron felt sick to his stomach and had no appetite. He just silently sat down next to you as George set a cup of tea in front of the both of you.

The tea burned your tongue when you sipped on it and almost as quickly as you pulled a face George set a glass of ice water in front of you for you to sip on. Ron set the hot mug away from you a bit and whispered.

“let it cool down a bit”

You stared at the steam floating above the hot mug as your tongue burned. It felt like there was going to be a blister there.

Even though it was more pain.... At least You were starting to feel, again.

You looked at Ron with doe eyes but he wouldn't look back. He sadly looked at his mug and kept quiet. He was your Twin, why wasn't he looking at you...

After quite some time of not knowing or understanding much you were able to start fitting things together.

You were Y/n Weasley...

You'd been torched and Draco and your brothers were talking care of you.

You looked up and stared at George and Fred's backs as they stood at the counter. You thought about how Draco had, For a number of days, been asking you to talk to him and was becoming increasingly more hopeless and weary.

“is Draco gonna be okay?”

our voice was shot. Your vocal chords were still terrible from so much screaming but you’d spoken, and The boys had heard you clear as day.

Ron had spit out his tea in surprise and the George dropped a plate on the floor.

George turned to you. the boy you knew as quite goofy and rather cocky, with tears in his eyes. There was a rather grateful smile on his face. Fred closed his eyes and let out a sigh of relief. Ron on the other hand hugged you tightly and let out a sob of relief.

“He’ll be just fine.” George smiled.

It was only after feeding you, and extracting a few more words from you that Ron took you upstairs. Asking you to talk only seemed to make you more quiet, and the boys were quick to note that. Ron led you to your room, and gave you a grin, “Why don’t you get ready for bed, and I’ll send in Draco to help you with your bandages. Is that okay?”

He took a nod gladly. it was a large improvement from this morning, and closed your door so that you might have some privacy.

“Draco” Ron swung the door open and Draco looked at Ron with a bit of confusion. He set up from the bed and tossed the stuffed dragon he'd been staring at instead of sleeping to the side.

“what wrong? Everything okay?”

“she talking” Ron said softly.

He was up like a lightning bolt. “What?”

“She’s talking. Not a lot.. but a bit. Asked me if you were alright. Asked the twins how the joke shop was doing. Said thank you for dinner.”

“why didn't you say anything?” Draco said brushing past the red-head and towards your room. He stared at the closed door for a few long moments before finally knocking.

“come in” he heard softly. He let out a sigh of relief. Thanking Goddrick he could hear your angelic voice again.

He quickly grabbed the door knob to support his weight for just a bit as his knees tried to buckle underneath him from relief.

Tears were all ready falling...

Draco was a fearsome sight indeed, when he entered your room. His eyes had heavy purple bags underneath him. He looked thinner than you remembered. His blond hair was longer and not fixed to perfection like always.

His hands were shaking along with his shoulders and all together he looked so fragile right then... lot like a porcelain doll. Something that could be easily smashed to bits.

You were sitting on your bed, fingertips running over the textured of the sleeve of the sweater your mother made you. “Are you alright Dray?”

Slowly, he approached you... like he was scared you would dissapear. When he finally got to the edge of the bed where your legs dangled off, he got on his knees and wrapped his arms around your waist. His ear was pressed against your ribcage and one of your hands rested on his arm while the other played with his platinum Blond hair.

“Darling...” he cried.

He held you tighter as you hid your face in his hair. “are you okay Dray?”

Draco nodded and held you closer and allowed himself to break into sobs as relief flooded him. “I'm okay Love... We're okay”

Yes... They would be okay

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