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petitemistletoe · 1 year

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Tutor

Pairing: James Potter x Reader

Warnings: smut, angst

Word Count: 3.2K+

“Mr. Potter, I’d like to talk to you about something,” Professor McGonagall called from her desk as everyone was filing out. James had to stifle a groan as he exchanged a look with Sirius before making his way to the professor’s desk. It was his last class before dinner on a Friday and he was starving and wanting to get pissed with the marauders.

“Yes Professor?” He asked, hoping he didn’t sound too eager to leave.

“Your grades this past year have slipped, Mr. Potter. You’re a very talented wizard but I’m afraid this year you’ve become more focused on Quidditch than your studies.” Professor McGonagall gave James a disapproving look over her glasses.

“Oh yes, it’s been a bit of adjustment now that I’m captain but I’m confident we’ll crush Slytherin in the tournament.” James said eagerly.

“Mr. Potter you are not listening. If you do not get your grades up you will not be allowed to play.” McGonagall sighed and took off her glasses. “You know there is nothing more I would enjoy than watching my house win the Quidditch cup. Now, I’ve found a tutor for you to help you in your area of weakness: potions.”

“Moony? Evans?” James asked hopefully.

“No.” McGonagall shook her head. “You have a potions exam in two weeks. If you are able to get an A or above you will be permitted to play.”

“I can’t believe you have to have a tutor! It’s inhumane!” Sirius protested after James explained everything over dinner.

“It’s just tutoring, Sirius,” Remus said with an eyeroll, “Who’s tutoring you anyway? Evans?”

“I wish. McGonagall didn’t mention who. I’m supposed to be in the library tomorrow at ten in the morning.”

“Ten! On a Saturday? Inhumane!” Sirius repeated. Then he looked down the table and called, “Oi! Evans! Why aren’t you tutoring Prongs in potions?”

“Tell the whole hall why don’t you?” James grumbled, laying his down on the table.

“What?” Lily looked over at the boys with an already bewildered expression. “I’m tutoring a second year Hufflepuff in Transfiguration tomorrow.”

“Are you failing potions, James?” Mary chuckled. “Not failing,” James said, not moving his head from the table, “but I need to be doing better.”

“Who’s tutoring you?” Marlene asked.

“Don’t know.”

“What if it’s Snape?” Peter asked, a little fearful.

“Oh that would be perfect.” James hit his head on the table.

“Oh god, I’m so hungover.” James said, hitting his alarm with his eyes shut.

“Shut up!” Peter groaned, curling his pillow around his head.

“Both of you be quiet! I can’t get hard with you both talking.” Sirius yelled from Remus’s bed.

“Sirius!” It sounded like Remus had punched Sirius as Sirius groaned and then fell through the curtain, holding his nose.

“Why is your alarm going off anyway?” Sirius asked, standing up and covering his dick with one hand and his other hand still on his nose as he shuffled to the bathroom.

“Put some clothes on!” Peter groaned, turning so his face was pressed into his mattress and his pillow was over his head.

“I have tutoring today,” James groaned, putting on his glasses and trying to see how long he had until his tutoring session started. It was ten fifteen and James felt like his brain was pulsating inside his head.

“Aren’t you going to be late?” Remus called from his bed.

“No, no. I still have a quarter of an hour before I have to go.” James let his head hit the pillow again.

“I thought you said your session was at 10?” Remus stuck his head out between the curtains of his bed.

“No, 10:30. Right?” James started to feel a pit of dread form in his stomach.

“You said 10.” Peter shook from underneath his blanket.

“10!” Sirius called from the bathroom.

“Fuck!” James shot out of bed and pulled on a pair of jeans and a sweater. “Padfoot!” He slammed his fist against the bathroom door, “Get out! I need to brush my teeth!”

At 10:25 James was stumbling into the library and staring around. He was sure that his hair was sticking up every which way as he looked to see where his tutor was.

He saw you, Sirius’s cousin who the marauders all affectionately called Baby Black, much to your chagrin, sitting at a table in the library, looking over a piece of parchment with a red quill as you twirled a spoon in a cup of tea.

“Hey! Baby Black,” James said, slamming his hands down on the table where you were, “are you my tutor?”

“You’re late,” you said, “and don’t call me that,” not even looking up from the parchment. You were the same year as the marauders but you had about as much to do with them as you did with the other Black cousins: Regulus, Narcissa, and Bellatrix. You preferred to forge your own path at a school that was seemingly bursting at the seams with your family. Sirius often talked about how you had been the luckiest of all the Black children as your parents, while a little wicked as was Black nature, were the calmest and kindest Blacks aside from any Blacks who had been ex-communicated. Needless to say, even though you were in Slytherin you were nothing like anyone in your family.

“Sorry, sorry. I have a wicked hangover because I was super drunk last night and-”

“Just sit down,” you cut him off, “I’m finishing up grading a quiz from one of my other students in Defense Against the Dark Arts.”

“Sure, sure. Sorry.” James said, sitting down and taking off his glasses. He had a terrible headache and felt like his eyes were going to pop out of his head.

“Alright, so potions? What do you need to brew amortentia?” you asked after setting the parchment aside. James took a second to look you. He couldn’t help thinking you were gorgeous: the way your lips were slightly parted as you read, the way you twirled your ring on your finger as you spoke, the brightness in your eyes. He was sure you had a great smile too, but he had yet to see it.

“Uh, right, love potion. Rose thorns and petals, powdered moonstone, pearl dust, ashwinder eggs, uh chocolate?” James looked at you as your eyes narrowed.

“Chocolate? God really doesn’t give with both hands, does he?” You shook your head.

“Tulip nectar! Pinecones! Fairy dust?”

“Stop guessing. It’s peppermint. You’re more behind than I thought.”

“Why are you asking about love potions anyway? Got a crush?” James asked, leaning in and looking up at you seductively.

“First,” you said, pushing James back with your two pointer fingers, “you have to brew amortentia for your potions exam. Second, you smell like whiskey and vomit.”

“You love it, Baby Black.”

“I will get Regulus to hex you, Potter.” You said with a light shake of your head. You worked with James for the next hour and a half before assigning him some homework.

“Thanks for all your help, Baby Black. I’ll see you Tuesday?” James tried to send you another winning smile and you shook your head at him.

“Monday.” You said, pushing your books into your bag.

“I have quidditch on Monday.”

“What are you going to do when you’re done playing for Gryffindor?”

“Play professionally,” James shrugged, “Marlene’s brother said he could arrange a meeting with the Canons.”

“So that’s it? You’re going to play quidditch for the rest of your life?” You weren’t sure why you were getting so upset about the situation but you couldn’t stop yourself.

“What’s wrong with that?” James started to get upset too, raising his voice. “Who doesn’t love quidditch?”

“I don’t.”

“How can’t you? Your cousins Regulus, Narcissa, and Sirius all play or played quidditch. Is the sport of the international wizarding world!”

“It’s beneath you.””

“You don’t even know me. You’re just supposed to be my potions tutor.” James snapped.

“Fine,” you said cooly, “I’ll see you Tuesday, then.” You practically ran from the library. James shook his head and made his way over to the great hall. He tried to search for you at the Slytherin table before he sat at the Gryffindor table for lunch.

“How was the tutoring session?” Lily asked, stabbing at a piece of lettuce on her plate.

“Fine. You’ll never guess who it’s with.” James said, looking at Sirius who had been trying to lick Remus’s neck for the past minute. Every time he got close, Remus would snap his fingers up and grab Sirius’ tongue. Sirius’ tongue was currently lodged between Remus’s fingers as Remus read the book that was in his other hand.

“Who?” Sirius asked, trying to turn but was pulled back by his outstretched tongue, “Let me go!”

“Stop trying to lick me!” Remus said, letting Sirius’ tongue go.

“Anyway,” Sirius stuck his tongue out at Sirius, “who’s your tutor?”

“Your cousin!” James said with an eyebrow raise.

“Regulus?” Peter cocked his head.

“Don’t be stupid,” Remus rolled his eyes, “you mean Baby Black don’t you?”

“My cousin is tutoring you? Why didn’t she tell me?” Sirius asked, looking over at the Slytherin table.

“I have no idea.” James shook his head.

“Oi! Regulus! Where’s the girl?” Sirius asked, tossing a crumpled piece of parchment at Regulus. Regulus couldn’t have given Sirius a more intense glower before rubbing his nose and saying,

“Excuse me?”

“Our cousin, Reg. Have you seen her?” Sirius looked at Regulus like he was an idiot. Regulus looked around for a moment and shrugged,

“No idea. I’ll check on her after dinner.”

“Did you say something to her, James?” Remus asked. Sirius took advantage of this moment of Remus’s distraction to lick him up the neck.

“Ah ha!” Sirius grinned triumphantly.

“I’m going to murder you!” Remus said, pulling out his wand.

“Nevermind,” James rolled his eyes.

Over the course of the next two weeks, you and James met twice a week for tutoring lessons in the library. One Thursday was just one of those days that was rainy and sleepy and the last day in the week before one of those rare gorgeous three day weekends. It wasn’t a true three day weekend, really, there were no classes on Friday due to a set of makeup exams that were offered to students who wanted to improve their winter exam scores. James was one of these choice students who would hopefully be done once and for all with potions tutoring after the Friday exam. After a full set of classes and an early morning Quidditch practice, all James wanted was to eat dinner and crawl into bed before the weekend ahead of him. Of course, you had chosen today of all days to meet for a final tutoring session before the big potions exam on Friday.

He was eating dinner when you stopped by the Gryffindor table and sat down next to him.

“What are you doing here?” Sirius asked, shocked by the presence of another Black at the Gryffindor table.

“I need to talk to James,” you said quickly, “Meet me in the potions classroom in the dungeons for tonight’s lessons.”

“Why the dungeons? What’s wrong with the library?” James asked.

“Slughorn said we could use his classroom so you can fully practice brewing your assigned potions.” You said, getting up from the table, “See you at 8. Don’t be late.” You got up and walked away. James watched you leave the great hall and then sighed,

“I can’t wait for this to be over.”

“Yeah right,” Remus snorted.

“What do you mean?” James asked.

“All you’ve talked about these past two weeks is Baby Black.”

“Well yeah. Complaining. She’s annoying.”

“No, not complaining. You can’t stop talking about her. You like her.” Remus grinned.

“You cannot date my cousin, James.” Sirius said with a hard expression.

“I don’t even like her!” James insisted. Apparently Sirius wasn’t the only Black child that was concerned about you. Regulus stalked over and sat down next to James where you had been only a few moments before.

“Stay away from my cousin. She’s fragile and sensitive and doesn’t need a rat like you sniffing around her.” He snapped at James.

“She’s just my tutor! I don’t like her! She barely even tolerates me!” James cried, ignoring Remus’s shit eating grin.

“I knew it!” Sirius slammed his hand down on the table, “you are trying to fuck my cousin!”

“Oh my god! I’m leaving!” James stood from the table, looking at the Black brothers. “You two are exactly alike. Why I would ever want to get more involved with this family?”

“Hey!” Regulus and Sirius said at the same time as Remus cackled.

“Your cousins are insane,” James said with a head shake as he sat down next to you in the dungeons.

“You’re telling me.” You muttered. Your hair had been pinned up with your wand stuck through and you pulled your wand out letting your hair fall more freely. You worked with James for the next hour and a half and it seemed like James was going to pass his exam.

“Okay, the last thing I need to do is check on your amortentia, but we can do that tomorrow morning before your exam. Meet back here at eight in the morning.” You replied. You were fanning your neck it had gotten hot in the dungeons after James’ heating potion had gotten a little of hand. You took off your sweater so you were just in a pair of trousers and a thin tank top. James watched a bead of sweat make its way down your neck and into your cleavage.

“Thanks with all your help, Baby Black. You really saved my ass.” He smiled.

“You worked hard for it, James. No wonder Sirius loves you so much.” You smiled back at him. You had to admit that James wasn’t bad looking at all. He was a bit annoying, the way the Marauders were, but he had a kind heart and easy smile. Before you could fully process what was happening, James was leaning in and kissing you.

“What are you doing?” You asked, pulling away suddenly.

“I’m sorry! I thought…we were…you aren’t into?” James asked, bewildered.

“I’ll see you tomorrow.” You scrambled up and ran out of the dungeon. It wasn’t until you were at the portrait in front of the Slytherin dormitory that you took a minute to stop and let your fingers ghost over your lips. You felt a small smile crawl onto your face and thought about how sad it would be to no longer have an excuse to see James.

“Where’s Moony?” James asked as he burst into the dormitory.

“Sucking my dick.” Sirius called from his bed. “Ow! Fuck Moony enough with the teeth!”

“What do you need James?” Remus asked, sticking his head between the curtains.

“Can you talk? Privately?”

“Yeah, just a second. I left my notebook by the charms room today. You can walk with me.” Remus got dressed and walked alongside James to the charms classroom.

“So what’s going on, Prongs?” Remus asked.

“Okay, first, you can’t tell Sirius I told you this.” James started.

“You’re freaking me out, James.”

“I kissed baby Black.” James blurted out. Remus stopped dead in his tracks and looked at James.

“You did what?”

“I know! It’s just…she was so nice. And she’s so warm but still sassy and she hates quidditch and doesn’t worship me or anything. And it was hot in the dungeons and she had her sweater off and I don’t know what happened but I kissed her and she ran from the room. Oh god, Moony what did I do?” James was rambling.

“Okay. Alright. Listen. Did she say she was going to tell anyone?” Remus asked.

“She didn’t say anything.”

“You better hope she doesn’t tell Sirius. Or worse, Regulus. You should talk to her.” Remus shook his head.

“I have to see her tomorrow for her to check my potion before the exam. I’ll talk to her then. Will you come with me?” James felt his stomach flip at the thought.

James felt like his feet were cinderblocks as he made his way to the dungeons with Remus. You were there, in that damn tank top again, looking at the potions.

“Oh good,” you looked up and gave him a shy smile, “you’re here…with Remus.” Your smile faltered.

“I’d like to talk about-” James started but you cut him off.

“Let’s just look at your potion.” Your words were clipped.

“Alright, Remus why don’t you smell it first and let us know what you think and we can make sure it smells different to everyone.” James said. Remus bent down and took a large sniff of the bubbling liquid in the cauldron.

“Smells like chocolate, parchment, leather, vinyl. Sirius. Nice job, James.” Remus sat back a little and smiled. “After you Ms. Black.”

“Alright,” you took a large sniff, “Clean cut grass, butter beer, hot Yorkshire pudding.”

Remus was stifling a smile, “And you James?”

“Firewood, a freshly sliced apple, vanilla, and…the Black estate? That smells like you.” James looked up at you confused.

“I’m going to leave you two alone.” Remus stalked out of the dungeons, sending James a knowing look on his way out.

“You smelled me in the potion,” James grinned.

“You must have brewed it wrong.” You shook your head but you couldn’t hide your smile either.

“You hate quidditch.”

“You’re a stupid jock.”

“You undress me with your eyes every time you see me.”

“You are Sirius’ best friend.”

“You are Sirius’ cousin.”

You grabbed James by the back of the neck and kissed him hard. James’ hands found your waist and started pull at the hem of your tank top. You took the tank top off and laid back on the desk.

“You’re so beautiful.” James muttered, taking his shirt off too. He sunk down his knees and buried his face between your thighs. His tongue was as long as it was sharp and it darted in and out of your opening.

“Fuck,” you murmured, your hands in James’ hair as you practically road his face. You came on his tongue before pulling him back up to kiss you. James unbuckled his belt and pushed himself inside you. You started to move your hips but James stopped you.

“Just,” he sounded strained, “I need to adjust for a moment. I’m so close, already, baby.”

“Oh my god,” you grinned, pulling James closer so his forehead was against yours. James nodded and started to move. He pushed himself in and out of you and you were both moaning, especially when James reached a hand between your bodies to rub your clit. You saw stars as you came with James pulling out and cumming on your stomach soon after. He laid on top of you as you both tried to catch your breath.

“Potter, what the fuck are you doing?” A new voice said. You and James turned to see Regulus and Sirius standing in the doorway of the potions classroom.

“Oh Prongs, we’re going to have to kill you.” Sirius shook his head sadly.

“Oh fuck, you’re Sirius’ cousin.” James could only bow his head.

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valaryswrites · 9 months

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🪐 pov: you overheard your boyfriend remus and his friend sirius talking about you

warnings: english is not my first language & mentions of being hard. mostly fluff

Grimmauld Place was silent that night. You took a nap, and what a nap! You woke up feeling dizzy, you watched the sky trough the window; it was dark, and of course, raining.

There was a pair of glasses in the bed right next to you. But there were no books. Not a single one. So apparently, Remus spent the whole evening watching you sleep. He’s not a nap guy.

Walking down the stairs you smelled the sweet scent of an apple whisky; Sirius was probably drunk, it was his favorite drink, and it was friday. You heard Lupin’s voice.

In silence, you approached the nearest door; right next to the kitchen.

You were ready to join them, but you stopped the moment you heard something that caught your attention.

“I didn’t know she hated Snape.” said Sirius, and you knew he was taking about you. “Can’t blame her, that cheeky mother fucker will be the death of me.” Remus laughed.

“Yeah, she does.” the man said. “She was her student, and you know how much Severus loves his students.”

“I don’t know about Snape, but the one who really loves his students is actually you, mate.” Black laughed out loud. “Can’t believe you were fucking one of them! Thank god she’s old enough.”

“Ugh, don’t be a pain in my ass, Pads.” said Remus smiling. “She wasn’t my student back then.”

There was a silent. You thought about stop hearing that private conversation and make yourself visible. But Sirius started talking again, and you couldn’t help it; they were mentioning you.

“You really love her, huh?” Black asked after pronouncing your name in a whisper.

“I do, yes.” Lupin answered and of course, you smiled. It wasn’t new; both of you said those three words thousand of times to each other. But that tingle in your belly was always there.

“I’m glad you do, Moony.” Sirius said. “I want you to know that… I like her. It won’t be a problem for me if you want her to live here with us.” your heart stopped for a moment. “I would love that. I’ve been alone for so long... I like her company.”

“Yeah, I thought about that.” Remus whispered and took a deep breath. “But I don’t want her to think I’m going… too fast.” You insulted him inside your head. How silly! Of course you wanted to.

“Oh, come on, Remus!” Padfoot said. “You are adorable, but kind of stupid sometimes. Do you love her or not? Don’t doubt, for god’s sake! We could die any day!”

“I know!” Remus answered quickly. “She listened to me when nobody else did. You were away, and she was my only friend. I like having her around, she makes me happy... and hard.”

“But mostly hard.” You said, making your appearance at the kitchen. You walked towards Remus and kissed his cheek. He smiled, and Sirius laughed.

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futurecorps3 · 9 months

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Hiii. This is my first time requesting so I don't know if I'm doing it correctly, but here it goes. It's about poly marauders

One in which the reader gets detention and the boys are wondering why and she does not tell them , and they get angry at her because they think she did a prank without them ar something

And then it turns out she like punched Snape , because he was talking bad about her boys and her. And like can you make it very very fluffy in the end

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Summary: Read the request baby Pairing: Poly!marauders x reader Warnings: physical violence but not too descriptive, Snape calls reader a slut ❤️ and some more mean stuff. Word Count: .9K Requested: Yes

A/N: Yes!!! I love love love the angst this gives<3 Thanks for requesting my love, you did it correctly, there's rarely a wrong way of doing it so please don't worry! Also, this turned out to be a drabble more than a fic, hope you don't mind <3

Eyes turned as the beloved quartet stormed through the common room and onto the stairs of the Gryffindor dorms. Sirius trying to catch Y/N's wrist so she wouldn't lock herself in her room while their boyfriends walked behind them, James with an upset look in his eyes and Remus sporting furrowed eyebrows that showed unease more than anything.

"Y/N just talk to me!" the raven haired boy grumbled, trying to catch up with his girlfriend, eventually doing so right before she shut the door on his face. "Thanks babe," mumbled Prongs as their boyfriend held the door open for them. The girl sat on her bed when all the others in the dorm quickly left so they could have some privacy, not wanting to snoop on whatever the matter was.

"Why are you even upset about this!? I got detention, big deal" Y/N sighs, cradling her head in her hands, a headache from all the commotion already settling in. Her boyfriends knew she was suppressing something, and Sirius was really pissed about it; she didn't make it to their date that day, and when they found her she was exiting McGonagall's classroom with Snape.

"Oh, I don't know, maybe because we were stood up by our girlfriend and noticed she so happened to be in detention with our worst enemy!?" "That's a bit dramat-" James started but was soon interrupted by his boyfriend's cold stare and decided to keep his comment to himself.

"What are you hiding?" Said Prongs in a very defensive tone, making Y/N lose it. "Hiding!? Like I committed a crime or some shit... I got detention and Snivellus got detention! That's it, so j-just go." Remus shook his head and walked over to his girlfriend, his boyfriends shutting up when he did. He had kept quiet since they found her, but since that's exactly how the boy acted when he got mad, he really couldn't blame her for not approaching him.

Something told him there was way more to this whole deal than being in detention; Remus could read everyone like one of his novels, and Y/N's slightly red knuckles and shaky hands were definitely telling a story. He gently took her hands and searched for those beautiful brown eyes, finding them slightly glossed over.

"How are you not mad at all!?" The Potter boy asked, an approving nod coming from their boyfriend, who was now under his arms to calm himself down. "Something's up" Moony mumbled, audibly enough for them to hear. Y/N tensed up at that. Bingo.

He sat next to her, and she immediately crawled up on his lap, covering his sweater in salty tears. They knew Y/N short circuited when she was upset, so they all got very protective whenever she cried or got too angry; "She kind of freezes," Padfoot said once. "It's okay, keep breathing," Moony cooed as their boyfriends sat next to them, all anger forgotten and replaced by worry.

They waited for a couple of minutes until she calmed down, and when her breath steadied, she left her safe heaven Remus' chest. Y/N crawled down his lap and sat between James and him. "I punched Snape on the face because he was being mean again and I got sick of his shit..."

Prongs' gaze went directly to her knuckles in worry. Sirius laughed loudly and kissed her cheek while Remus smiled proudly at his girl; she was upset because they pushed her, not for whatever reason got her in detention. Y/N smiled, reassuring her boyfriend her hand was okay and letting the raven haired boy pepper her face in kisses.

They knew their girlfriend had a fire inside

"What did he say now? Wanna talk about it?" Prongs quizzed, knowing it was common for Y/N to get in her head about these types of things. "He called me a slut, said it must be some muggle stuff that I got you three involved in... and then said Jamie is compensating for not being able to be with Lily since she's with Mary"

"I'll hex the bastard" Said Sirius with his French accent seeping through as it so happened when he was upset, already getting up from the bed before Remus grabbed his wrist. "Calm down love, it's nothing he hasn't said before". James gave him a reassuring smile, agreeing with their boyfriend as Moony chuckled; "Plus, I think he got enough, courtesy of our bright girl".

Y/N laughed at that before noticing a certain glint in their boyfriend's eyes. "All good Jamie?" She asked, grabbing his face in both her hands, his pair of glasses partially hiding the pools of brown gazing at her lovingly. "M'sorry we were mean to you" he mumbled, pouting slightly as he looked into her eyes.

The girl's heart melted, hugging James tightly. "It's okay" "It's not though" said Sirius in a whine, hugging her from behind, making a sandwich of his boyfriend, girlfriend and him laying on the bed. Y/N giggled at the gesture, grabbing Pad's hand and looking over her shoulder at him. "You were very dramatic, but that's nothing new a-and I think it's a normal reaction. I do have to admit it was..." "...sketchy?" "...weird?" they completed.

"... rather unusual," she smiled, kissing them both on the mouth. "You're both forgiven". "Well, this is just mean. Make some space" Remus grumbled, settling between James and Y/N as they all giggled and Prongs kissed him softly.

They spent their afternoon there. With Christmas break approaching, teachers were more flexible when it came to assignments, so even Remus allowed himself to slack a little just to be with his loves. Nothing could hurt them, ever.

The scene was a portrait of their love; a warm bed, sweaty limbs and kisses all shared with the highest intimacy that spoke of a love that would endure the greatest test of all which is time.

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xxhispieceofheavenxx · 1 year

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can i pls request remus being jealous and (non-toxically lol) possessive when seeing reader with someone else 🫣

Hello!!! I'm so sorry this took so long to get out, this week has been completely out of control for some reason. But here it is! I hope you enjoy! Thank you for requesting. My ask box is open.

Wc: 1k

Cw: It's just fluff, a few swear words

He was already having a bad day, the full moon looming close, only two days away. His day started at 5:30, with James throwing around his quidditch equipment, claiming he was late for his daily training. Then when he finally managed to fall back asleep, he didn't hear his alarm go off, making him late for potions, his least favourite subject. Thankfully Slughorn didn't give him a hard time, unlike Snape, who had made fun of his brewing abilities. And no matter how much Lily had helped him to finish and pass the assignment, his mood hadn't improved; it actually soured, thinking he was useless at potions kept distracting him from his other classes. So when lunchtime came, he was in an even worst mood than before.

Remus sits next to Sirius, who is excitedly talking with James, Marlene and Peter. He pinches his nose, feeling a headache growing at his temples. His eyes open to see his girlfriend talking with Adam, a Ravenclaw he is sure has had a crush on the sweet girl since first year. His brow furrows as he watches the boy touch her arm in what appears to be more than a friendly gesture.

He stands up, ready to stomp his way over there and give the blonde boy a piece of his mind. Before he can take a step, James' voice interrupts him.

"Where are you going, Moony?"

The curly-haired boy turns around to see where his friend's eyes were directed.

"Moons," James turns back to him "You're going to be upset if you go over there and cause a scene."

"No, I'm not."

"The full moon is in two days." James gives him a knowing look that makes him sit back down. Remus knows that in the days before the full moon, he becomes irritable and explosive when pushed.

"I hate that guy." His eyes roll as an unpleasant look forms on his face. "He is always all over her, and she is too fucking nice to tell him to sod off."

"I know." James' voice is gentle in understanding. "If it makes you feel better, I'll knock off his broom next week when we play against Ravenclaw." A mischievous smile forms on his face.

Remus can't help his own smile at his friend's attempt at making him feel better; and at the image of Adam falling off his broom too.

"Sure, just make it look like an accident."

"I'm the best at making things seem like accidents." The boy gives him a wink before he takes a sip of his juice.

His eyes divert back to the pair, who are still talking by the entrance of the Great Hall. Remus' patience seems to wear out even faster when he sees the stiffness of her body. She's still smiling, but as time goes on, it seems more forced; she keeps moving her body to the Gryffindor table, clearly trying to end the conversation. But as the blonde keeps talking, she returns to her previous place just to do this awkward dance again. Deciding he's had enough, Remus gets up and stomps to them.

"Hey, love." His voice is sweet, unlike his eyes that send a murderous glance to Adam.

"Remus!" She turns to him, a smile plastered on her face. She opens her arms and hugs his neck, pulling him down to her height. "Get me out of here." She whispers in his ear.

Remus breaks the hug and smiles down at her as he tucks a rouge strand of hair behind her ear.

"Yes, hello, Remus." Says Adam through tight lips.

"Yes. Hi. I'm going to take my girlfriend away now, goodbye." He quickly turns on his heels, pulling her with him.

"Remus! That was rude!" She chastises him in a low voice when they are far away from the boy who is standing in his spot, mouth agape.

"I don't care." He grunts. "Come on, I know you're hungry. I saved you a spot." He turns to her with a smile.

With a sigh and shake of her head, they arrive at the table. Remus pulls out her chair so she can sit and then takes his own sit.

"Stop being cute, I'm trying to be upset with you."

"I'm not being cute, I'm just trying to take care of you." He grabs her hand and kisses it, making her grunt and hide her face with her other hand.

"This is being cute, Lupin." Accusing eyes stare at him. "You were rude to Adam."

"The bastard was making you uncomfortable."

"He wasn't making me uncomfortable."

"He wasn't letting you leave." He says in a knowing voice.

"Okay, he wasn't." She concedes. "But, he was just being friendly." Her statement is met with a snort and a roll of Remus' eyes. "You're just jealous."

"I am." He says easily as he leans on her shoulder, letting his nose tangle in her hair. "You'd be jealous too if you had the most amazing woman all to yourself." She giggles, making him smile.

"I have the most amazing guy, though." Her hand finds the back of his head.

"I'm sorry I was mean, I get possessive sometimes." His soft voice reaches her ears.

"I like how possessive you are, but maybe next time be a little bit nicer." He takes a deep breath, inhaling her scent, allowing it to calm him.

"I'll try when it's not so close to the full moon." He pulls back just enough to kiss her lips.

"Are you guys going to eat each other instead of the food, or what?" Sirius' voice makes them pull apart.

"Shut up, pads. They're having a moment." James interrupts his teasing, making her laugh. Everything seems to be better now, maybe he just needed her to turn his bad day good.

#remus lupin #remus #remus x reader #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin fluff #remus lupin x reader fluff #remus x reader fluff #marauders #marauders fluff #remus lupin x fem!reader #remus x fem!reader

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sunflowerabyss · 4 months

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Hi!! Omg i just discovered your stories and i LOVE them!! There's not enough fics about older remus, i love that you write for him🙌🏼 so i have a request: Could you write something with Older remus and younger reader who is Severus's little sister? (Like maybe Tonks age). Where they met at the Order but him and Sirius don't trust her at first because she dresses in all black (very typical witchy aesthetic, just like Severus) and has a serious resting face so she doesn't look very friendly... but then he realizes she's actually shy and sweet and bubbly.

Idk, that's the general idea i have, you'll have to see how to make them end up together🤭 Btw, if you don't like the idea don't worry! Just ignore it😁

Dances in the Dark

Pairings: Older!Remus Lupin x Fem!Younger!Reader

A/N: Awww, first off, thank you for your kind words! I love older Remus and feel like he doesn't get the recognition he deserves. I hope I lived up to your expectations, it was a fun write!

Warnings: Age gap (reader is 25), Fluff

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As Severus Snape's younger sister, you were a study in contrasts. At twenty-five, your age belied the depth of experience etched onto your features. Growing up in the shadow of your elder brother's reputation had forged you into a resilient and independent witch. The Snape bloodline ran thick with a unique blend of brilliance and tenacity, traits that manifested in both Severus and yourself.

Your magical abilities exceeded those of many your age, a fact that had earned you a place within the Order of the Phoenix. The decision to allow you to join the ranks was met with skepticism, especially from Remus Lupin and Sirius Black.

It was this very similarity that triggered distrust among some Order members. Remus and Sirius, in particular, eyed you warily, wary of potential deception or hidden agendas.

The first time Remus Lupin laid eyes on you, he couldn't help but draw parallels between your demeanor and that of your older brother. Dressed in all black, your attire mirrored Severus's signature aesthetic, and your serious resting face painted you in the same guarded hues. You exuded an aura of stern determination, an exterior that echoed the standoffish nature associated with the Snape name.

Sirius Black, ever the provocateur, couldn't resist making a snarky comment. As they stood in the corridor outside the meeting room, Sirius leaned in, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "Did you notice, Remus? Little Miss Snape over there is like a mini Snivellus. Same brooding aesthetic, same unimpressed face. Bet she's got a cauldron of bat spleens hidden in that black dress of hers."

Remus shot Sirius a disapproving glance, his eyes narrowing. "Sirius, she's here to help. Let's not jump to conclusions quite yet."

Sirius chuckled, undeterred by Remus's disapproval. "Right you are, Moony. But a Snape is a Snape, and you know how much I trust them."

Remus sighed, realizing that getting Sirius to see past his biases would be a battle of its own. Truth is though, Remus isn't sure if he can trust you either. Sure, Severus helped him brew Wolfsbane, but that was under Dumbledore's order. Remus still wouldn't trust him as far as he can throw him.

As the meeting progressed, Remus couldn't help but keep a watchful eye on you. The air thickened with tension, and the wariness in the room mirrored the doubt that clung to you.

He observed from a distance, noting the way you isolated yourself, much like Severus. Yet, amidst the stoicism, there were subtle moments that caught his attention--a fleeting smile, a quiet chuckle at a fellow member's joke. These small glimpses contradicted the Snape facade, hinting at a more complex persona beneath the surface.

After the meeting concluded, Remus decided to approach, determined to unravel the mystery behind your Severus-esque facade.

"Severus's sister, right?" Remus inquired, his voice a blend of curiosity and caution. You met his gaze, and the intensity in your eyes surprised him. It was a gaze that held secrets, a silent challenge.

"Yes. Y/N," you replied, your tone measured.

"It's good to have you here with the Order."

"It's good to be with the Order."

Remus nodded, though uncertainty lingered. Over the following weeks, he observed you from a distance, noticing your tendency to retreat into the shadows, engrossed in books and spellwork.

Remus eventually found himself enchanted by the subtle charms of you. As you immersed yourself in the world of books, Remus couldn't help but notice the endearing quirks that made you all the more captivating. The gentle kick of your feet, an unconscious expression of joy, as you delved into the pages of a captivating novel added a playful touch to your serious demeanor. During spellwork, your movements were a graceful dance of magic, revealing a finesse and dedication that spoke volumes about your skill. In moments of solitude, Remus caught the soft chuckle you tried to stifle at the humor within the pages of a book or the unexpected outcome of a spell. The quiet library echoed with the delighted squeal that escaped your lips when you ventured into the realm of romance novels, a momentary lapse into unabashed joy. Your serious exterior slowly cracked, revealing a shy and sweet nature that few took the time to uncover.

Every night at Grimmauld Place was draped in an uneasy stillness, and the weight of the impending war pressed heavily on your shoulders. Unable to find sleep, you found refuge in the dimly lit library, the soft glow of candles flickering in tandem with the music streaming quietly through an old record player. Your fingers traced the edges of an old book as lyrics danced in your ears, a desperate attempt to find tranquility in the chaos.

Remus, too, roamed the halls restlessly, unable to succumb to the embrace of sleep. The subtle melody of muggle music drew him toward the library, and as he entered, he discovered you immersed in the world of both literature and music. The sight was enchanting--you, surrounded by the soft glow, lost in the rhythm of the night.

A gentle clearing of his throat alerted you to Remus's presence. Startled, you turned around, a sheepish smile playing on your lips. "Sorry if I woke you up," you apologized, the sincerity in your voice echoing in the quiet room.

Remus shook his head, a small smile forming. "No need to apologize. I was already awake. Mind if I join you?"

A nod of agreement passed between you, and Remus took a seat across from you. The awkward tension that had lingered in the air seemed to dissipate as he asked, "What keeps you up at this hour?"

You sighed, your eyes reflecting the weariness that clung to your soul. "Just trying to find some peace amidst the chaos, I guess."

Remus understood, a shared sentiment etched on his features. "I feel the same. The world outside these walls is anything but quiet."

The conversation flowed naturally as you both discussed the music, finding common ground in the tunes that resonated with you. The library transformed into a haven where the war seemed distant, if only for a moment. As one song faded into another, a daring thought crossed your mind.

"Would you like to dance?" you asked, your voice carrying a hint of vulnerability.

Remus blinked in surprise, his expression softening. "Dance? Here?"

A mischievous grin tugged at your lips as you stood, offering your hand. "Why not? Sometimes, we need a little escape, don't we?"

Remus hesitated for a moment before accepting your hand, rising to his feet. The room became a canvas for an impromptu dance, the soft music wrapping around you like a protective cloak. In the quiet elegance of the moment, you spoke words that had lingered unspoken.

"I know my presence brings uncertainty, given Severus's reputation," you confessed, eyes searching Remus's for understanding.

He nodded, his movements mirroring yours in the dance. "It did, at first."

The admission hung in the air, but instead of casting a shadow, it became a bridge between you. Remus continued, "But I've come to see the person behind the name, the one who finds comfort in the quiet of the night, just like me."

In the midst of the war's cacophony, you and Remus found a moment of respite, a connection forged in the gentle sway of a library dance. As the mellow notes of the music enveloped the dimly lit library, you found yourself in a moment of quiet intimacy with Remus. The dance had woven a delicate connection between you, as Remus' arms encircled you, holding you close.

Feeling a surge of courage, you rested your head against Remus's chest, finding solace in the rhythmic cadence of his heartbeat. It thudded beneath your ear, a rapid tempo that betrayed a subtle undercurrent of nerves. The music continued, its gentle melody seemingly synchronized with the quickened beats of Remus's heart. Remus tightened his embrace.

The library, with its flickering candles and ancient tomes, became a sanctuary where the chaos of war retreated, leaving only two hearts finding each other.

Unbeknownst to you both, Sirius stood in the shadows, a silent observer of the scene unfolding before him. His eyes, typically sharp and filled with mischief, softened as he witnessed the unspoken bond between Remus and Severus Snape's sister. A smile tugged at the corners of his lips, a rare moment of warmth and understanding. As he quietly retreated back to his room, he couldn't help but let out a small chuckle. Severus is gonna be so mad.

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bettercallwillow · 1 year

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pairing: poly!wolfstar x fem!reader

summary: when you discover sirius hiding out in the shrieking shack, he and remus make sure you don’t say a word

warnings: dark!wolfstar, older!wolfstar, dub-con/cnc, smut, dom!remus, dom!sirius, rough sex, degrading, oral (m recieving), fingering, penetration, spitroasting

note: happy halloween! this is probably the darkest and filthiest thing i’ve written but i’ve been gone for a while so i might aswell come back with a bang. the ending is slightly rushed so i hope you don’t mind, enjoy!! (also if anybody’s confused about the plot, basically sirius actually did the crimes that he was accused of and remus is helping him while he’s on the run, so kinda deatheater!wolfstar)

Ever since you discovered the passageway that led from the whomping willow to the shrieking shack, you had been hiding out in the dilapidated building to escape the stress of your final exams. With some candlelight and a cozy blanket, it wasn’t half bad.

It had been a rather stressful day when you snook out to the tree, double potions with Snape was never fun. You had been looking forward to the peace and quiet, opting to bring a book with you to pass the time.

However, when you made it to the end of the passageway and pushed open the door, you were quite shocked when your eyes landed on two figures conversing in the middle of the room.

You didn’t recognise them at first. but when one of them lit a cigarette, the flame lit up their face and your eyes widened- it was Sirius Black. The escaped murderer.

A squeak left your mouth and his head turned to look at you, a smirk playing on his lips when he saw you, “Well, well,” he chuckled, “Look who just stumbled in, Moony,”

You were left in even more shock when the other figure turned to look at you, the scars running across his face making him immediately recognisable. It was Professor Lupin.

“What a pretty little plaything,” Remus spoke, snatching the cigarette from Sirius’ lips and taking a puff, “Why don’t you go fetch her, Pads? I want a closer look,”

You turned to leave, your heart pounding, but Sirius was too quick. His hand grabbed your wrist within seconds and he pulled you towards Lupin, his fingernails digging into your flesh slightly.

“Oh, yeah, I know this one,” Lupin looked you up and down, his pupils blown wide, “Smart little student, a slut too- always wearing her skirts short,”

“I can tell, I can practically see her ass,” Sirius landed a slap on your ass, making you yelp and tears form in your eyes.

“Please, let me go, I won’t tell anybody I saw you,” you whimpered, desperately trying to pull your arm from Sirius’ grasp.

The longer-haired man tutted, pulling you towards him so your back was pressed against his chest, “Now that won’t do, darling, we gotta make sure you don’t say a fucking word,”

“W-What are you gonna do to me?” you felt tears begin to fall down your cheeks and you were certain you were shaking now. You had always assumed Professor Lupin was nice, clearly it was an all act.

“I think we show you what happens when you walk around in those short fucking skirts,” Remus spat, standing up from his sitting position, “Think you can take two cocks, princess?”

“Please don’t,” you shook your head, grimacing when you felt Sirius’ hardening cock rub against your ass through his trousers.

“Stupid thing, you should know by now that you don’t have a choice,” Sirius chuckled. Then suddenly, he pushed on your back, forcing you into a position where your ass was stuck out.

You grabbed onto Remus’ legs for support, leaving your face planted directly in front of his already hard buldge, “Good slut, already know what you need to do,” he stroked your hair, a whimper leaving your lips.

Lupin moved his hands down to his belt, working on unbuckling it as Sirius’ hands groped your ass. As much as you hated to admit, you were getting turned on. In any other situation, you wouldn’t have thought twice about sleeping with Lupin.

“The slut’s getting wet,” Sirius noted the growing patch forming on your panties, a blush settling on your cheeks when he pointed it out. He dragged a tattooed hand against your clothed cunt and you let out a gasp, your hips instinctively leaning towards the touch.

Your body was betraying you, craving more friction as your clit began to throb. By now, Remus had pulled down his trousers to mid-thigh, along with his boxers, leaving his leaking cock just inches away from your face, “Well? You just gonna stare or are you gonna do what dumb whores like you are made to do?” he scoffed.

Your mouth fell open and he hummed in approval, taking his cock by the base in one hand and placing the tip on your tongue. The taste of pre-cum soaked into your tastebuds and you moaned, surprising everyone in the room.

“Oh does the slut like the taste of m’cock?” Remus grinned, wrapping a hand in your hair and pushing a few more inches of his length into your mouth. At the same time, Sirius pushed your panties to the side and plunged two fingers into your dripping hole, forcing a loud moan from your lungs.

The vibrations ran down Remus and he groaned, pushing all of his cock into your throat so your nose was brushing against the hairs on his pubic bone. “Fuck, she’s tight,” Sirius chimed, curling his fingers upward and hitting your sweet spot perfectly.

“M’surprised, you should hear some of the- fuck- rumours about her,” Remus chuckled, pulling out so just the tip of his cock was in before pushing back in, making you swallow around him to avoid gagging.

Sirius set a harsh pace with his fingers as Remus started to fuck your face, the lycanthrope’s grip on your hair tight as he rutted into you. You were a moaning mess due to Sirius, the cock in your mouth making you drool down your chin.

“She’s already fucked dumb,” Remus observed your face, his brows furrowed and his lips upturned in a slight smirk, “God knows how she’s gonna- fuck- take your cock soon,”

“I better hurry up then,” the longer-haired man pulled out his fingers and you let out a whine, only to earn a harsh smack on your ass, “Fucking whore, take what I give you,”

Within moments, Sirius had rid himself of his trousers and boxers, his cock making a soft slapping noise as it sprung up and hit his lower abdomen, “Can’t fucking wait to be buried in this cunt,” he groaned, stroking his erection as his eyes settled on your throbbing hole.

You mewled, deciding that resisting him would cause more trouble, and arched your back further. A sound of satisfaction rolled of the man’s tongue and he positioned the tip of his cock at your entrance, eager to fill you to the brim.

As Remus pushed his length into your mouth, Sirius did the same with your cunt, forcing a loud moan from you. It burnt as first, you hadn’t expected the longer-haired man to be so fucking big, but as time passed the pain turned into pure pleasure.

It wasn’t long before Sirius set a brutal pace, hard and fast, his thrusts matching those of Remus. It was overwhelming, the feeling of two cocks using your body as if you were nothing but a mere sextoy.

“Just as I said, so fucking tight,” Sirius moaned, his hands grabbing onto your hips hard enough that his fingernails left crescent-shaped marks on your skin, “When you’re done with her mouth, Moony, you gotta try this cunt,”

“You read my mind,” Remus grinned, his thrusts becoming sloppy as he reached his high, “Fuck- m’gonna cum, fill your slutty throat with my seed,”

You were actually quite eager to taste him, all previous doubts thrown out of the window as the pleasure became too strong, so you did your best- suctioning your cheeks around his cock and trying your best to relax your throat.

Remus moaned loudly, pushing you down so his cock was lodged at the back of your throat as he came, ropes of seed shooting into your mouth. You moaned at the taste, immediately swallowing when the lycanthrope pulled out.

“Wow, you really a fucking whore, aren’t you?” Sirius chuckled, wrapping a hand in your hair and pulling you up so your back was pressed against his chest. With every snap of his hips, you felt like heaven, his cock managing to reach places inside you that you didn’t even know existed.

“Fuck, feels so good,” you mewled, pushing your hips back so you could feel him deeper.

“Yeah? You like it when Sirius wrecks your silly little guts?” Remus spoke, grabbing your chin in his hand and forcing you to look at him. You nodded, looking into his eyes with half-lidded ones, you mouth hung open in a constant moan.

“Words, slut,”

“Y-yeah,” you answered him, “I love it,”

Your body jolted as Sirius’ thrusts got harder, a familiar bubbling sensation settling in your lower abdomen, “M’close, please,”

“Wait for me, pup,” the animagus muttered in your ear, his grip on your waist getting tighter and he approached his own high. You nodded, screwing your eyes shut and biting your lip as you tried to your best to delay your orgasm.

“Good whore, doing what she’s told,” Remus praised you, stroking your cheek. You leant into his touch, moans and whimpers rolling off your tongue.

“Shit, gonna cum,” Sirius groaned, a hand reaching round to rub circles on your clit, “C’mon, pup, cum for me, soak my cock,”

You did as you were told, practically screaming in pleasure as you gushed around Sirius’ length, your cunt clenching tight, “Fuck!”

“Fucking hell, pup,” Sirius moaned, the feeling of your walls throbbing around his cock sent him over the edge and his hips stilled as he spilled inside you, filling you the brim with his cum.

A sigh left your mouth when he pulled out and you felt your knees wobble. If it wasn’t for both men holding you up, you would have fell to the floor, “Wow..”

“We’re not done yet, dove,” Remus chuckled, fisting at his already hard cock, “You gonna bend over nice and pretty for me and let me fill you up?”

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trippingontheescalator · 7 months

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Which Classic Novel Should You Read Based on Your Fave Snape Pairing

Snily - Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë (1847). Let's see, a low class and abused, brooding Byronic leading man? Check. Madly in love with a woman who ends up marrying a snobbish rich man who looks down on our hero? Check. Obsessed with her even decades after her death? Check, check, and check. Oh, and let's not forget that the child the woman has with her husband shares her eyes. Hm, suspicious.

Snames - Pamela; or, Virtue Rewarded by Samuel Richardson (1740). So, as a fellow snames fan, let's be honest with ourselves: all of our fics can be boiled down to "I can change him." We want James to be despicable, inhuman, and cruel to Severus, and then we want James to realize how disgusting he is and grovel at Severus's feet, because we are all basic bitches. So basic that one of the earliest novels in the English language is basically this. Pamela originated this trope.

Snirius - Deep Water by Patricia Highsmith (1957). Snirius fans are unafraid of dark, toxic relationships and unhappy endings, and, well, here's a book for you! Deep Water is about as toxic as you can get. It's about a man who murders his wife's lovers.

Snucius - Pygmalion by George Bernard Shaw (1913). Alright, alright, so this isn't a novel, this is a play, but fans of this pairing definitely seem to be into the whole sugar daddy/"I can turn this feral street child into an elegant gentleman" kind of vibe, and this is what this play is all about. Audrey Hepburn is fantastic in the film adaptation My Fair Lady (1964).

Snupin - Bear by Marian Engle (1976). You Canadians are probably like, "What the fuck? Is my OTP a joke to you?" The answer is yes, but that's beside the point. Hear me out. The main character is an archivist who is very bad at relationships and kind of shuns society in general. Like our Snape. She ends up in the Canadian wilderness on an assignment going through a dead person's belongings. Also, this dead person kept a pet bear that our heroine now has to take care of. Our heroine begins to yearn for something wild, our pet bear is a literal bear, but also incredibly pathetic and docile just like Lupin. Anyway, the two fuck. Literally, she fucks a bear. THIS BOOK WON THE GOVERNOR GENERAL'S LITERARY AWARD. THAT'S LIKE CANADA'S PULITZER I THINK. None of you werewolf-fuckers should act shocked and dismayed by this. We all know how you really think Sirius's prank should have gone (in which instead of James rescuing Snape, Moony makes sweet sweet love to him).

Sorry, guys, no Snarry or Snamione. I don't really read those pairings so I can't give an accurate recommendation. But if you've got thoughts, add to this!

#pro snape #severus snape #snupin #jeverus #snirius #snily #snames #snucius

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iiyoshi · 6 months

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Your Pain

Reply : Hello love! Thank you so much for being my first request <3 I love the idea of this and now is perfect timing because I'm having cramps of my own and I desperately need men to coo me to sleep (Yes I'm mentally very immature)

Summary : How the HP men first react to, and how they now react to, Reader on their period

Pairing(s) : Severus Snape x Reader, Lucius Malfoy x Reader, Remus Lupin x Reader, Sirius Black x Reader

Warnings : Mentions of period blood?? Idk if that triggers people

Fandom : Harry Potter

A/N : I may have gone a bit biased with who gets the more detailed description.. I'm sorry i can't help it

Requested By : @serenity-noble

Read under the cut <3

Severus Snape

If you were Snape's lover :

Severus is inexperienced with things like this, so when he first learns about menstruation, the only thing he does is panick

There's more panicking

He tries his best to make you feel comfortable and gets you whatever you ask for

He, reluctantly, has to turn to Minerva for help when you're in too much pain and he's panicking not sure how to help

He gets you just a bit too much chocolate, trying his best to fulfill your cravings

As you're in bed and sudden cramps kick in, he'll immediately leave and get you water and anything else you need

After a while, he'll learn what to do during your period and will always have backup plans up his sleeve

He marks down when your period cycle is and before then, buys you all the essentials just in case

At night, he cuddles next to you and rubs circles on your back in order to soothe you from your pain.

"It hurts, Sev.."

"I know it does, my love. But you're doing amazing. Now go to sleep."

If you were Snape's student :

You get your first period and you're scared to death

There's blood coming out of you and it scares you

You hurry to your head of house, Professor Snape, late at night because he's probably the only one awake at the time

He's awake in his office as you explain to him how you've been cursed and you're now dying

He tries his best to calm you down and, quite reluctantly, explains what menstruation is

"It's normal, silly girl. It's just mother nature paying you a visit."

"She's trying to kill me?!"

"No, you dunderhead! It's just Aunt Flo."

"I have an Aunt?"

"That time of the month? Lady business? Girl fluid? Shark week? Riding the Cotton Pony?"

"Oh for Merlin's sake! You're on your period!"

Lucius Malfoy

Lucius would act like he doesn't care

Meanwhile he would kill anyone just to get you everything you need

He's hooked up with a lot of chicks before so he's very experienced

He knows what to get you and will get it for you asap

He tells you to stay in bed and shuts anyone and everyone away from your room

He tries his best to make time for you

At night, he pulls you close to him and covers you in kisses, trying to lull you to sleep

When you whine about your cramps he doesn't complain and reassures you you'll be alright

Throught the week he'd constantly skip work just to stay at home longer with you

"Go work, Lucius."

"I'm staying here."

"Your work is important."

"So are you."

Remus Lupin

Remus isn't as experienced with handling with situations like these, but he tries his best to help you

He's calm most of the time, listening to your needs and getting you what you desire

He'll always have your favourite snack prepared when it's almost that time of the month and he's never afraid to get you more

When your cramps start to kick in, he lays with you on the sofa and watches your favourite Muggle show with you while wrapped in a blanket

If you accidentally make a mess he shushes your apologies and spells it away, reassuring you it was an accident

He's the type of guy to give cuddles more because it's what soothes him when it's nearly the full moon

He, as annoying as you may find it, gives you a curfew and you must be in bed by 10pm

"Moony, it's still early.."

"I know, (Y/n). But you're losing a lot of blood and you need to rest to fill back up your energy."

"But-"

"No buts. Goodnight, little wolf. I'll be right here next to you."

Sirius Black

Sirius immediately knows when you're on your period, thanks to his sensitive sense of smell

He doesn't mind it at all and sticks around you endlessly

When you feel too weak to grab things, he gets them for you

He showers you in endless amounts of love and affection

When you have cravings, he somehow manages to get them for you asap

He'll stay up with you on the couch when he knows you're in too much pain to sleep

Being an animagus has its perks and Padfoot has his fairshare of moments

He knows how much you enjoy cuddling with his furry tail in bed so every night he turns into Padfoot and lays beside you

You stroke his fur slowly and just simply admire him, already soothing your cramps

You tend to rub him under his chin and he'd bark in response

"Goodnight, Sirius. I love you."

*bark*

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engie-ivy · 1 year

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Now with a little sequel!

(Short and silly established Wolfstar for @wolfstarmicrofic!)

11th: Beloved

Sirius should probably be jealous or mad, but really, isn't everybody supposed to be smitten with Remus?

Someone Who Understands

Peter immediately notices the look on Remus’ face. He looks quite ticked off, like someone has eaten all his chocolate, though Peter doesn’t see a dead body anywhere, so that can’t be the case.

“Moony?” He asks carefully, as he slowly approaches. “Something wrong?”

Remus looks up and lets out a deep sigh, his annoyance changing into exasperation, which gives Peter enough courage to sit down next to him.

“Okay, Moons. What’s going on?”

Remus rubs his temples. “So, Snivellus secretly dosed James with Love Potion...”

“He what?!”

“Not Amortentia,” Remus clarifies. “He used Cupid’s Arrrow. While Amortentia makes a person fall in love with whoever brew the potion, Cupid’s Arrow works more like Polyjuice Potion. You must add a hair of the person you want the recipient to fall in love with.”

“Oh,” Peter chuckles awkwardly. “I was very confused for a moment.” He shakes his head, trying to dispel the very disturbing mental image of James draping himself all over Snape. “Who’d he make Prongs fall in love with?”

“His plan was to make him fall in love with Mary, because she’s Lily’s best friend.” Remus rolls his eyes. “He figured that would make Lily so mad she wouldn’t talk to James anymore.”

Peter snorts. “What a wanker. Like Lily bloody Evans, Slughorn’s protégé, wouldn’t immediately recognized the symptoms of Love Potion, and who will she get mad at then?”

“It was a dumb plan to begin with,” Remus agrees. “But leave it to Snivellus to bugger it up even more. You see, Mary had nicked my sweater, so the hair Snivellus took wasn’t actually hers, it was...”

“Yours?!” Peter exclaims.

Remus nods miserably.

“So James is now...”

“Head over heels in love with me,” Remus confirms.

Peter makes a face. “Blimey. That must be so awkward.”

“That would be an understatement.”

Suddenly, Peter’s eyes widen. “Wait, Sirius! His best friend fancying his boyfriend?” He grimaces. “That must be rough to watch. I bet he’s very angry!”

Remus gives him a flat look. “Yeah, you would think that, wouldn’t you?”

Peter blinks at him.

Remus points over to where Sirius and James are sitting together.

“Okay, number three,” Sirius says. “His hair.”

“Oh Merlin, his hair!” James swoons. “Like it’s spun out of pure golden!”

“But feels like pure silk!”

“Oh, what it must be like to run your fingers through it...” James sighs.

“Prongs, you think it looks cute now, but you should see it when he wakes up in the morning!” Sirius starts rummaging through the parchments spread out in front of him, picks up a photo and hands it to James.

“Oh my!” James squeals. “Just look at it! Sticking up in all directions! Could he be any cuter?”

“Definitely not,” Sirius replies, looking over James’ shoulder with a besotted smile on his face. “And that brings us to number two. His freckles.”

James sighs as he puts the photo down. “I don’t think I could ever choose between his hair and his freckles... This ranking must’ve been so hard!”

“It was perhaps the hardest thing I ever had to do,” Sirius says solemnly. “And it is of course a personal preference. While I love running my fingers through his hair, I love tracing every freckle on his body even more.”

“Wow, you really touched your fingertips to each and every freckle?”

“... yeah, let’s say it were my fingertips.”

James stares at him wide-eyed.

“Okay!” Sirius claps his hand. “Number one!”

“Oh, I already know number one!” James says. “His eyes!”

“His eyes!”

“Oh Merlin, his eyes!” James has a far-away dreamy look on his face. “I could just stare into those honey-coloured orbs forever...”

“Uhuhuh,” Sirius wags his finger at James. “Do not think they are just honey! There’s so much more to them. Wait, I should have a close-up somewhere...” He searches through his papers. “Ah, here!”

James takes the photo and stares at it intently.

“You see,” Sirius points out. “While the honey-tint is indeed dominant, if you look closely, you can see that it is intertwined with flecks of amber. Also, around the edges the colour tends more towards a deep saffron, while around the pupil there are spots of forest green, and note that the left eye has more than the right eye.”

James furrows his brow, but then he sighs in defeat. “I try to capture it all in memory, but my brain just turns to mush when looking into those eyes!”

Sirius smiles at him sympathetically. “I know, I know. It took me quite some practice to be able to think while seeing those eyes.”

“Yes, you have practice,” James mutters with a tinge of jealousy in his voice. “I can’t believe my feelings are only potion-induced, and will just disappear again!” He presses a hand to his heart. “My love for Moony feels so strong! I can’t imagine it being anything other than forever!”

“I know you can’t,” Sirius says, placing a hand on James’ arm. “But remember it’s a good thing that it won’t be forever! Remus is mine after all, and I’m not willing to share.”

“I can imagine,” James says softly. “If Remus were mine, I won’t ever let him go!”

“And I’m not planning to,” Sirius assures him.

James shakes his head. “Merlin, Padfoot! You are so bloody lucky!”

Sirius smiles brightly. “I really, really am!”

James bites his lip, looking conflicted at seeing the pure love on his best friend’s face.

Sirius gives himself a shake. “But okay, so we’ve finished our ranking of our beloved Remus’ Features, now it’s time for Remus’ Characteristics!”

James immediately perks up. “Oh, I already know my favourite! The way he scrunches up his nose when he’s writing an essay!”

“Ah, yes,” Sirius says, stroking his chin. “Excellent suggestion, Prongs. Definitely top five material. But have you considered, the way his tongue peaks out from between his lips when he’s reading his favourite book?”

“Wow,” James whispers in awe.

“He loves it,” Peter states dumbfounded.

Remus groans and hides his face in his hands. “He bloody loves it!”

“Oh, Padfoot, look!” James squeals, pointing at Remus. “Look how cute he is when he’s grumpy!”

Sirius turns to Remus. “Of course I love it!” He says with a broad grin. “Finally, someone who understands!

Sequel

#my tumblr writing #wolfstar microfic #wolfstar #wolfstar fanfiction #wolfstar fic #marauders #marauders fanfiction #marauders fic #sirius black #remus lupin #remus x sirius #james potter #love potion

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hoaxriot · 8 months

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FOR THE FIRST TIME

pairings. sirius black x fem!reader

synopsis. years had passed and your daughter was at hogwarts. your husband was out and had not showed himself yet.

notes. this is part two coney island! i also put a name for the kid but you can imagine any other name or gender i just chose this so it would be easier to write. this follows the scenes of the movie in the shrieking shack. idk why i wrote most of the scene but i felt it was important and some things are a bit different.

it had been years since your friends were murdered by one of your best friends and your husband was put in askaban for it. of course, years since you had given birth to your only kid, your daughter— celeste. she had become your entire world after she was born.

you continued to live with remus after because you still needed that help and he was glad to do it. his dream became true and he had became uncle moony.

celeste’s first words were moony and he was thrilled about it, soon after she turned one you moved back home but he was still around. life had started to become better as celeste grew up, everything was okay again. you still missed your friends dearly but after celeste you knew you could not stay in bed all day, she made you happy.

when your daughter started to grow you knew she was a wizard which made you happy. time came around where she could finally understand that other families had a father around and she didn’t.

the right age, you sat her down and explained to her in the best way possible with remus to help.

then it was time for celeste to go to hogwarts and you to become a professor. ever since then, life had been better. your daughter was sorted into gryffindor and she had found herself friends, she was happy so you were too. of course, one of her friends were harry potter which made you happy but he had not know you even though his father was your best friend.

just days before now, you had learned the truth about who killed your friends and who was framed because of remus lupin. that’s how you found yourself running into the whomping willow like you had done multiple times before.

your daughter was in there, you knew of it. you watched as remus shoved the door open and yell a spell. you ran in behind him to see your husband, sirius black on the floor with remus pointing his wand at him. you looked up to see your daughter standing beside hermione with fear struck in her eyes.

moving your eyes back to your husband who was being pulled up by remus into a hug, “i found him!” you heard sirius say causing a frown to come upon your lips. sirius had not noticed you standing behind remus.

“let’s kill him.” sirius said pulling away from the hug, you still stood frozen behind remus. too in shock, your husband was in front of you while your kid was a few feet away from you. sirius was older just like you, he has a beard and he still wore his askaban clothing.

hermione started to yell at remus causing him to turn towards the girl, then sirius saw you. it didn’t feel real the way you stood in front him, you looked the same as you did the night he got taken away. sirius has waited for this moment since then, he saw you look towards the kids. confused he sees you meeting eye contact with one that looked like him and you. was that—

he got distracted by remus and his anger. remus told him to wait after he started to yell.

“i did my waiting! twelve years of it… in askaban!” sirius yelled in desperation causing tears to evade your eyesight and your daughter to flinch.

remus gave his wand to sirius, “very well, kill him. but wait one more minute. harry has the right to know why.” the potter boy started to yell at sirius and remus blaming him for the death of his parents. he had every right to, he didn’t know. then professor snape came in. harry then yelled a spell and he went flying. celeste scrambled back against the wall causing you to look at her in sadness, this must’ve been so confusing for her.

then somehow sirius got rons rat from him and turned him back to what he truly was, peter pettigrew. they dragged him from the hole in the wall, pushing him into the middle of the room. sirius grabbed your hand and pushed you behind him a bit.

of course, peter tried to play nice in some way but he was failing miserably. he also failed at trying to get his way. now you were walking behind the granger girl with your daughter as she held onto your hand tightly. she always thought she would run straight into her father’s arms but neither of you did.

once you climbed out of the whomping willow, sirius put ron down and celeste dragged you away.

“mom, why didn’t you hug dad?” she questioned letting go of your hand facing you, you smiled sweetly at her.

“i wanted to, badly. things were a bit difficult down there.” the both of you laughed lightly. your smiled dropped when you saw sirius making his way to the two of you. celeste noticed your expression and before she could say or do anything you took off in a jog to jump into sirius’s arms.

sirius caught you with a large smile as he wrapped his arms around your waist, clinging onto, all the years he missed with you. you still had the same vanilla smell to you, the same grip you always had on him when the two of you hugged.

there was just one thing different— the kid watching you, the kid who immediately ran into your arms and stayed with you until now. you could feel sirius lose his grip on your jacket, you knew what he was looking at so you pulled away still holding onto his arm.

“c’mere.” you said to him as you pulled his arm towards celeste, you felt her nervousness so you smiled at her.

“sirius, this is celeste,” you saw his smile grow at the name, he had brought the name up one time when you two were talking about kids, “celeste, this is sirius… your father, as you know.” you spoke looking at her, she was quiet which scared sirius until she threw herself into him, very hardly causing him to let out a small ‘hmph.’

nonetheless, he hugged her back. you smiled at the interaction. he then heard her start to cry, your smile dropped a bit but you knew she was just like you and cried at overwhelming times. sirius then brought his hand to her head rubbing it comfortingly. at that action, she gripped onto him harder.

sirius opened his eyes to see your eyes filled with tears, he laughed a bit also knowing how you were, crying when you were happy. celeste heard him and pulled away to see you as a tear fell down your cheek.

“mum!” she laughed at you making you gasp playfully, “don’t mum me, you’re crying too.” you spoke pointing at her tear covered face. she then copied your playful gasp.

“don’t mind me, i just met my dad.” celeste joked causing sirius to laugh, she had humor just like him which made him smile as he laughed. he moved to stand beside you wrapping his arm around your waist.

“let’s go home,” he whispered into your ear but then you were distracted by each other again when remus started to transform causing the moment to be ruined.

that night was only a few nights ago, but now you were sitting in the noble house of black on the floor around the coffee table playing a game with celeste and sirius.

games had become something you and celeste did every night she was home, sirius was more than glad to be apart of that.

he finally had what he has always wanted, you— his wife. a kid who loved him and who he loved, giving her a life he had never once had. he was free and happy.

#marauders #marauder era #sirius black #sirius black x female reader #sirius black x reader #sirius black x you #james potter #remus lupin #peter pettigrew #sirius black x oc

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Encounters of the Future Sort

Chapter 1: Disappearing Cauldrons is Never a Good Sign

by @calmlyerratic

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Read it here on Ao3.

Fic Summary: AU & headcanon-oriented time travel. A freak cauldron explosion leads the Marauders hurtling forward into the future where they come into contact with Harry and friends. Alternating POV's. Anything is possible. Lots of shenanigans, but also an emotional rollercoaster. Silly, Jily, and Wolfstar. Read full summary here.

chapter wc: 2.3k — rating: T — cw: none

Notes: 1976 Timeline—takes place before the willow prank and Snape's worst memory, both of which happened in the spring of 1976. That's all I'll give away for now, happy reading :)

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April 1st, 1976

It was a beautiful Saturday morning. The sun was twinkling through the lofty clouds, casting rays of warmth on the freshly thawed spring grounds of Hogwarts. Most students were outside, lounging along the banks of the Black Lake and enjoying this sudden heat wave.

But if someone just happened to journey up to the school's seventh floor, their nose would detect the foul stench rotten eggs, and their eyes would see through the fog that was consuming the corridor, and they would be led to a room that could be found only if you knew where it was. And in this room, they would discover four boys hovering over a giant, brass cauldron.

"Shut up Moony! We're fine."

"I agree with Prongs—shove it."

"No one cares what you think Padfoot!"

"Ouch, Moony. And I didn't realize words could bruise..."

"Oh—sod off. It's not my fault that you two have some absurd death wish."

James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew had been bickering for the better part of the past hour. Each had a curious bubble around their heads to protect them from the horrid smell of the simmering potion.

"Stoke the fire a little, will you Wormtail? Prongs—what's next?" Sirius set a long wooden stirring spoon on a bed of parchment, serving as a makeshift spoon rest, and adjusted his dragonhide gloves. "Your hands are so tiny, Wormy. I dunno how you wear these."

Peter had drawn his wand from the pocket of his robes and murmured, "Incendio." He then held up his hands, inspecting them. "Do I?"

"No, Padfoot just has long delicate fingers." Remus huffed as he eyed the spoon anxiously, his eyes flickering between the thick, murky greenish contents of the cauldron to the spoon rest that was turning an odd, startling red as liquid seeped through the ivory parchment. "Why are we doing this again? This isn't even close to proper procedure..."

"Oh, just relax Moony," Sirius flexed his fingers in Peter's gloves and stretched his arms leisurely. "You did say we needed some extra potions practice for our O.W.L.'s."

Remus rolled his eyes. "I meant you should ask Slughorn for some extra lessons, or something. Not attempt to brew a complicated and potentially fatal potion! You do know that I'm a Prefect and this is exactly the kind of thing I'm supposed to prevent?"

"But you're here aren't you?" James pointed out, grinning mischievously. He was sprawled over a table, leafing through several different ancient, thickly bound books.

"I'm only here to make sure you don't blow yourselves up," Remus stood in exasperation and began pacing.

"We'd be simply unhinged without your supervision," Sirius bit his lip to hold back a grin.

Remus glared at Sirius, who raised an eyebrow and winked. Remus flushed slightly, crossed his arms, and sat back down, muttering.

"Okay," James checked his watch, "we're getting close now."

"What next?" Peter asked, pinching his nose through the bubble charm. "The smell's getting worse, we've got to be almost finished? We've been working on this for months now—"

"Months?" Remus was alarmed. "Wait, I thought you said—"

"No time, Moony," James was scanning through the colossal books, a frown on his face. "In this book, Potions for the Potentially Challenged, it says to add one additional scoop of lacewing flies. But in this one, If You Can Brew it, You Can Do It...calls for three scoops total. We already did one yesterday when we added the unicorn hair—"

"Unicorn hair? Where are you getting these books?" Remus peered over at them discerningly, as though to check their authenticity.

"My father's library," Sirius shrugged. "Nicked them when I left."

"You're in way over your heads," Remus massaged his eyes shut.

"If you care so much about our safety, you should really be the one doing this, Moony. You know the rest of us are all dead awful at potions." James pointed out, turning a page and pushing his glasses back up the bridge of his long nose.

"Yeah, but you insist on being the high and mighty Prefect instead." Sirius shook his head, clicking his tongue in disapproval. "You know, the more I think about it, your position of ensuring safety is truly more of a hazard."

"Safety equals safety hazard," Remus moved a finger in midair like he was solving a complicated arithmancy equation. "Check."

"Okay, we're in a time crunch here so I say we—what did you say again, Prongs?"

"Add the lacewing flies," James nodded. "Just a scoop, Wormy."

"Right," Peter passed the ingredients to Sirius, who threw them in the cauldron.

"Okay good—now stir it three times counterclockwise..." James read carefully. "And I think we've done it!"

The four boys watched the cauldron with bated breath. The thick, murky liquid began to bubble, like boiling mud. James and Sirius beamed at each other and high-fived, Remus let out a sigh of relief.

Then suddenly, despite the steady flame, the potion went very still.

"Um, is that supposed to happen?" Peter shifted nervously.

"No," James hurriedly leafed through his books. "It's supposed to...turn red, I think? No, this one says it's supposed to have a greenish tinge—"

"Great, " Sirius huffed, "we muffed it up. So much for that prank—"

"Prank?"

"Oh hush Moony, it's April 1st for Merlin's sake. Like you didn't know we weren't doing this purely for academia—"

"Hold on," Peter gazed into the cauldron, its contents casting a luminous glow over his bubblehead charm. "I think it's doing something…"

The muddy potion began to vibrate, then whole cauldron began to gently shake.

"That doesn't seem right..." James flicked through more pages.

Remus clasped his hands together. "Well, you tried. Let's call it a day?"

"No way, Moony." James stated firmly. "We've spent way too much time on this to just give up. There has to be a way to fix it..."

"Too bad you're on the outs with Evans, mate, she's Slughorn's red headed prodigy." Sirius considered, stroking his chin. "Well, she's a stickler, anyway. Hey—where are you going?"

Remus had jumped to his feet. "I'll be right back! Don't move!"

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A short while later...

"It needs to be bubbling—"

"Well let's just turn up the heat then?"

"Hold on just let me read a bit more—"

"What is this place?"

Sirius squinted his eyes at this new voice and put a hand to his forehead of his bubble, like a crow's nest lookout on a foggy evening. "Evans?'

James head shot up from his reading and he ran a hand through his untidy, raven hair, as if it was a reflex to hearing her name. Through the thick, vapid air covering the room, three figures approached the cauldron.

Lily Evans had her nose between two fingers. "Well we found the source of the godawful smell, ugh."

"I told you," Remus shrugged sheepishly. He glanced towards the other boys with poorly concealed guilt. The origin of this became apparent when another person stepped out of the misty shadows.

"Snevillus?" Sirius crossed his arms like he'd been mortally betrayed. "Really, Remus?"

Snape glared forcefully, like a giant sulking bat. "Lily, I told you this was a bad idea—"

"She can do what she wants, Snevillus." James glared too, his hand twitching towards his wand.

"Oh shut up, the both of you. You can bicker later," Lily rolled her eyes. "I'm only here because Remus asked me."

"Look, this is beyond me—that cauldron is dangerous." Remus drew his shoulders back with as much dignity as he could muster, given he was revealing their secret shenanigans to the Marauder's worst enemy. "Lily and Snape are the best in our year at potions, and you know it."

"Yeah, real Slug Club royalty." Sirius scoffed.

"We have it under control," James insisted firmly.

"This—" Lily glanced around, her voice nasally from pinching her nose, "does not look under control. Or smell like it, either. You're smoking out the entire seventh floor."

"I think it's steam, actually." Peter offered. "It feels rather moist—"

"It's a figure of speech," Lily said shortly.

"We could smell it from the Library," Severus sneered as he waved his wand to produce a bubblehead charm.

"I can smell you from the—"

"Padfoot!" Remus warned. "It's gone too far, okay? We need to fix it. Or vanish it, or something." He turned to Lily. "What do you suggest?"

Lily waved her wand and produced a bubblehead charm too, inhaling the fresh air. She approached the cauldron and peered over the edge.

"I for one suggest," Sirius began haughtily, pointing his wand at the base of the cauldron, "that we are incredibly capable of finishing this potion ourselves. It just needs a little more heat—incendio."

The flame under the brass cauldron grew and the mucky potion began to bubble.

"There!" Sirius grinned victoriously.

"It looks just like the description..." James ran his finger along a page. "Thick, mud-like, dull green—"

"Er, P-prongs?" Peter stammered, his eyes widening. "It's bright green."

The bubbling potion had suddenly become the shade and consistency of algae and had begun to vibrate oddly again. The base of the cauldron began to shake.

"Er, Potter?" Lily was backing away from the cauldron slowly. "What kind of potion is this, exactly?"

"You imbeciles! Aguamenti!" Severus flicked his wand and a jet of water shot out of it to extinguish the flames. It didn't seem to make a difference. The cauldron was now vibrating so violently that the stone floor beneath them began to shake.

"Sev, what do we do?" Lily's eyes were wide with apprehension. "I've never vanished something this temperamental before—"

"It might settle down," Severus stood with his wand at the ready. "I removed the heat so there's no further catalyst. Let's give it a moment."

However, the cauldron continued to vibrate even more violently. The walls began to shake. The fog around them became thicker and dense—with a spectral, syrupy magic that couldn't be seen, but felt.

"I say we get the hell out of here," Sirius suggested. "Moony, you were right okay—"

The bright green algae potion suddenly turned a vibrant shade of red. Severus went rigid.

"RUN! JUST RUN!"

But it was too late. The cauldron exploded mere seconds later with a giant BOOM and the next thing the Marauders, Lily, and Severus knew, they were lying face down on the hard stone floor.

"Bloody hell," Sirius groaned as he sat up, massaging his temples.

"What happened?" Peter blinked around, in a daze.

"Uggggh..." Lily was sprawled out on her back.

"You okay, Evans?" James jumped to his feet and offered her a hand.

"We all appear to be fine," Severus sneered jealously as he scrambled to his feet.

Lily glared at him as she took James' hand. "So glad chivalry isn't dead."

"Speak for yourself," Sirius grunted. "Oh, Snivellus—help a damsel out?" He batted his eyes, extending his hand gracefully.

Severus looked down and flushed. "I meant—"

"Where's the cauldron?"

All heads turned towards Remus, who stood where the cauldron had been just moments ago.

"I-it's gone." Peter stammered, biting his fingernails.

And sure enough, it was. They all stared for a moment in silence, eyes wide with shock. Disappearing cauldrons is never a good sign.

"The fog is gone too..." Remus broke the silence as he removed his bubble head charm, causing the others to do the same. "And so is the smell."

In fact, the room was totally empty. No tables or books or leftover ingredients. The cleared fog revealed the familiar structure they had willed the room to take, starkly resembling a stone dungeon classroom with slightly higher ceilings.

"Huh." James contemplated, tousling his already messy hair. "Weird."

"Yeah," Peter echoed. "Weird."

"It could be the room?" Sirius suggested. "But it usually only changes before you enter, not while you're inside it..."

"What the hell does that mean?" Lily raised an eyebrow. She had never been in the Room of Requirement before. "Never mind—I don't want to know, there's been enough surprises for one day."

Severus opened his mouth and looked like he rather did want to know but had too much dignity to ask, so he shut it again.

"Let's go, Sev." Lily turned towards the door.

"Thanks, Lily!" Remus called after her sheepishly. "I owe you one."

"You never owe me anything, Remus." Lily threw him a kind smile. "You other three better pay up, though."

Severus shot them all one last gaunt glare over his shoulder before he sauntered after Lily and into the corridor.

"Snevillus?" Sirius raised an eyebrow at Remus, still stuck on this. "Our dear sweet Moony...why?"

"He was with Lily when I found her," Remus rubbed the back of his neck. "I'm sorry..."

"Thank you, but your apology is kindly rejected." Sirius shook his head disapprovingly. "And you're supposed to be the discerning one—"

"In my defense, I thought you were going to blow up half the school."

"You always overreact, Moony."

"Well, something blew up!"

"Yes but we're fine, aren't we? Crises averted."

"So, you admit it was a crisis?"

"I admit you were very concerned there would be a crisis."

"If you two are done bickering like an old married couple," James tapped his foot impatiently, "I'd quite like to move on with my day."

"Too bad we wasted all that time brewing..." Peter sighed.

"Unicorn hairs aren't cheap either," James exhaled deeply. "Oh well, let's get out of here. This room feels...weird."

"You feel it too?" Remus asked, eyeing their surroundings. "I didn't want to say before—but this place reeks like powerful magic. I've never smelled anything like it."

"I don't smell anything?" Peter knit his brow and sniffed deeply.

Remus put a finger to the side of his nose. "It's a wolf thing."

"Let's go mull it over outside," James stretched his arms. "I need some time to grieve our best laid plans, and all that."

"Anyway," Sirius blew a stray hair out of his face, "what could possibly happen?"

"I dunno," Remus wrapped his hands around his elbows and shuddered. His hair was standing on end. "I have a bad feeling about this..."

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Notes: I started writing this 11 years ago and just recently rediscovered my love for the Marauders and fanfiction. Initially, I posted it on another site and was shocked to see how much love it's gotten over the years. So here we are! Rewriting this is totally healing my inner child, hope you enjoyed :)

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moonyspride · 1 year

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*playing fuck marry kill*

james: sirius! fmk, me, pete, remus

sirius: easy. fuck you, marry moony, kill pete.

remus: so you wouldn’t fuck me?

sirius, winking: save it for the honeymoon love.

remus: oh…

sirius: anyway!

sirius: moony! fmk, me, barty, severus

remus: well if we’re saving it till the honeymoon… fuck barty, marry you, kill snape

sirius: okay that was too easy. have you thought about this before?

remus: excuse me? you’re the one who literally screamed “easy” when given your options. have you thought about it before.

sirius: you know i have.

peter: what…

sirius: shut up.

remus: moving on. james. fmk, lily, regulus, sirius

james: what the fuck.

sirius: i’m intrigued. choose wisely

james: we’ll i can’t kill your brother sirius… you’re just getting on good terms again. and you’re marrying remus so that’s out the window and lily would probably—

peter: out with it!!!

james: fuck sirius, marry regulus, kill lily

sirius: …

james: moving swiftly on.

james: wormy! fmk, frank, evan, pandora

peter: that’s a low blow.

james: play the game pete.

peter: fuck evan, marry pandora, kill frank. sorry frank.

remus: frank isn’t even here.

peter: i know.

sirius: are we ignoring the fact that james would MARRY my brother?

james, peter, remus: yes.

sirius: i hate you all

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ok, any headcanons on james that compliment the ones you've done for sirius?

i absolutely loved those and i'm really curious about james

HELL YEAH LETS GO

ADHD. This dude has to be moving, fidgeting, doing something, always. It tires him, and he sleeps very soundly for a full seven hours. Doesn't wake up even for earthquakes (Sirius once did a mini earthquake spell on the dorm room floor in the middle of the night as a prank. It did not wake him.)

Wakes up at an ungodly fucking hour. He doesn't own an alarm clock (it has no effect on him), but his internal clock is set to wake him up at exactly 4:30 in the morning for quidditch practice. He is done with jogging through the entire castle, half an hour of yoga, and an hour of quidditch before 7 A.M. rolls around. Sirius calls him "a demon from muggle hell" for it.

The only one who can keep up with Sirius' intelligence. He is scarily smart, but because most of his time is invested in quidditch and pranks, nobody realises just how smart he is until the results are handed out and he's right there next to Sirius on the top of the rankings. Both of them are always exchanging ranks 1 and 2 on overall performance. It annoys Snape and Lily to no end, because those two are always exchanging ranks 3 and 4 on the list.

The definition of Reckless. If Sirius hadn't stopped him, he would probably have turned the castle to rubble in less than five minutes. This was the exact reason why people (who were in the know) were surprised when Sirius was the one that sent Snape to Moony. They had all thought it would be James' fault.

A fucking bookworm. My dude reads literally everything from mystery to romance to encyclopaedias to research papers to fucking dictionaries of different languages. Even when he doesn't speak the language, the weirdo (affectionate and derogatory).

Indian. Specifically, from Pune city, Maharashtra.

About languages, he's learnt a lot of them. The order of learning of languages, starting from his native tongue, is thus: Marathi, Sanskrit, Hindi, English, Ancient Greek, Tamil, French and Latin. He learnt the first six at home, and French and Latin from Sirius. He's good with languages.

Photographic memory. The reason he never has to study, and also the fact that he understands everything he reads on the first try.

He and Sirius both have twelve OWLs and eight NEWTs. They have Outstandings in all of them.

My dude has the widest, largest doe eyes possible. The only people who can withstand them for more than two minutes are his parents and Sirius.

Bharatanatyam dancer. Has his Visharad certificate, and genuinely enjoys dancing. Gives at least three evenings per week for dance practice to keep up his muscle memory.

Doesn't actually hate Slytherins. Neither does Sirius. Both of them have several friends from the house of Serpents, they just hate the ones that actively use Dark Magic on muggleborns, and Snape and his gang are a part of that.

Lmao the sheer arrogance in him, oh my fucking Gods—

Doesn't give a shit about the rules set by other people (unless they're set by his parents), but has a set of rules for himself that he strictly follows. No one can tell what these rules are, but he has them and he follows them. At the top of that list, there is "never betray your loved ones". He followed that one until his death.

Nevertheless, he will break every single rule. Every. Single. Rule. For Sirius. For Sirius, he will do anything, from taking care of him when he's sick to burning the world for him.

The Hat would actually have put him in Slytherin, except he had no ambitions except to cause chaos at the tiny age of eleven years. Otherwise, he's almost a perfect fit for Slytherin— determined, strong willed, cunning enough to pull difficult pranks, resourceful (because how else you gon plan epic pranks?)

He went to Gryffindor for three reasons and three reasons only: Sirius was there, he had no particular ambition, he wanted to be with Sirius.

M O T H E R H E N. Such a mother hen, but only for a select few people (the marauders, Lily, and Harry). He doesn't give a fuck about anyone else, but these are my people and if I weren't here they would literally get themselves killed put of household related incompetence how are you still alive by the Gods—

Follows ancient Vedic religion (because I do hehe)

Very very panromantic. Demisexual.

Had a crush on Sirius for a short while in fourth year, and then on Frank Longbottom in sixth year after he had one (1) glance at the older boy dressed in full Auror robes.

Loved his mother so much omg he was such a Mama's boyyy

Gave shit to Remus for looking like a professor at the tender age of fifteen, but wanted to become a Transfiguration Professor himself. He was also excellent at Potions (another reason Snape hated him) but decided ultimately that Transfiguration was his calling

Was in his last year of his Transfiguration Mastery on Samhain of 81.

Died with a Killing Curse on his lips. He was ready to cast it wandlessly, for his wife and child. Died with a Killing Curse on his lips.

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timdrakemybeloved · 7 months

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Snape makes me so fucking mad holy fuck, I’m incapable of thinking of him positively. I don’t even like Draco and I think of him 10x more positively than I think of Snape.

What kind of person gets bullied as a child and then grows up and bullies the child of his bully like that makes him way worse than James (btw I love James and I fully believe he matured and grew up and is a good person who deserved more than for Snape to tell a literal Nazi terrorist to kill him and his infant son but to leave his wife alive). Snape had way more power over the kids he taught than James did over him and what did he do with it?

He made fun of their appearance and scared them to the point that he was Neville’s boggart (which when you think about it is so awful because 1, Neville’s parents got tortured into insanity and I’m pretty sure he was there, and his boggart probably should have been Bellatrix or his uncle even, and 2, he did it because Neville was the other possible prophecy child and Snape was upset that Voldie didn’t pick him to kill when HE GAVE HIM THE PROPHECY IN THE FIRST PLACE).

He said shitty things about Harry’s dead parents and orphan-hood, was glaring at Harry literally right off the bat so don’t say it was because he got into trouble a lot, asked him questions he couldn’t possibly know, told Draco to summon a serpent during duelling club??? How irresponsible is that???

Literally lied to the minister just to get Sirius killed, which atp is ridiculous (I think Sirius was dumb as fuck, careless, possibly malicious, to tell snape where to go to find moony, but snape literally already suspected that Remus was a werewolf so idk what the fuck he thought was gonna happen if he found him during the full moon, and calling it a murder attempt is a stretch), like grow up please this man was in Azkaban for 12 years which is a hugely disproportionate punishment for anything he did do to you, and the reason he was there in the first place was literally fraudulent, which he knew and he lied anyway.

And honestly the Legilimancy lessons were fucking joke, who looks through an abused kids memories and makes fun of both the abuse and the few good memories he has?? And then he’s surprised that Harry tried to equal the playing field between them?? Snape had way more power than Harry did, and obviously it wasn’t the best thing to do to a person but yk what I’m not going to judge Harry’s actions, Snape was abusive and the victim isn’t to blame for their reactions to their abuser.

And he threw Harry across the room for seeing his memories?? Abuse. To be honest even seeing the memory about James being a bully felt like JKR trying to make shit up as fast as possible to make Snape seem more redeemable, which apparently worked for some people who think abusing kids is okay as long as you have a tragic backstory and an abusive parent. And it actually makes me really mad that he thought Harry was treated like a prince so decided to treat him like shit so he wouldn’t get any ideas about having self esteem or confidence, then found out that he was abused and then just did nothing and tbh treated him worse. And the lessons themselves were actually painful to Harry?? They definitely made his mind more vulnerable, he had more nightmares.

And let’s not forget that he joined a Nazi group that wanted to exterminate people like his best friend, called his best friend a slur, viewed Lily as an exception to the other muggleborns, and invented sectumsempura for his enemies IN SCHOOL which means the Maurauders.

And it makes me sick that he looked in a room with a crying baby whose parents just got murdered, his mom right in front of him, and a dead woman who was killed by his Nazi leader like directly because of his actions, and then he ignored the baby and went to hug the woman’s dead body. Like if I was Lily, I wouldn’t want him near either my body or my child, but if he was my only option, then he better be fucking taking care of my living son. Like she rejected him his weird obsession for her freaks me tf out.

And I get that without Snape asking for Lily to be spared, Voldemort wouldn’t have asked Lily to stand aside and the blood protection wouldn’t have been activated, but literally once good thing happening because of a tragedy he caused doesn’t make him a good person.

Anyway. Think I got it out of my system for now. Fuck Snape. :)

Edit: Just to be clear, I actually find his character really compelling, even though I dislike him and his actions. And of course I’m not saying no one can like Snape.

#anti snape apologists #anti snape #fuck snape fr #snape bashing #actually no it’s not because these are factual things that he’s done and they’re not exaggerated and he’s just a shitty person #not a good person who made mistakes

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Detention (1/1) (jegulus)

“I’m sorry professor you are going to have say all that again and slowly, because I do not understand how my son is the one in trouble right now,” Regulus scowled into the fire. Professor McGonagall’s face was just as stern as always, even through the flames. James walked into the room as he heard his husband’s unimpressed tone from the kitchen.

“What’s wrong love?” James asked, as he peered around the door. Regulus turned in a huff, “apparently our son has detention for the third time this term for standing up to a bully who was picking on Harry’s friend Neville.”

“Mr. Black, your son transfigured Mr. Malfoy into a cauldron.” McGonagall called from the fireplace.

“Did he really?” James said, sounding too impressed. “Hi Professor, you must be a very good teacher then because you know I was shit at transfiguration,” James laughed as he came in and stood behind Regulus. “Good evening Mr. Potter, and yes while your talents were never quite that strong I’m sure Harry has learned a thing or too from his other father,” and even through the flame they could see the side eye McGonagall was giving to Regulus. “I still do not understand why he has detention?” Regulus said, shaking his head. “The Malfoy boy is ruthless and I have heard what he has been doing to Neville,” Regulus stated flatly.

“I won’t be discussing the punishments of other students with you Mr. Black,” McGonagall said dismissively.

“Oh so that snotty nosed kid is getting punished too. Well Harry did turn the boy into a cauldron, though he should be getting top grades this year professor,” James said. Both Regulus and McGonagall stared at him annoyance clear but for different reasons. James raised his hands in the air in surrender, and spoke quickly to save himself: “Professor is Harry there?”

“Yes,” McGonagall said, and she swiftly moved out of the way. After a moment Harry’s face came in through the flames. His head hung and his eyes low.

“Haz,” James said, dragging out the nickname with a sigh.

“I’m sorry dad, but Neville was nearly crying!” Harry said now looking at them with big eyes.

“I know, and honestly I’m proud of you for sticking up for your friend but you can’t be hurting other people like that Harry.” James said.

“I know.” Harry said, hanging his head again.

“Harry,” Regulus said his voice steady. Others would think it firm, but Harry and James knew that tone. That keep your expression blank while I speak secrets to you in public tone. “Je suit fiere de toi. Un chaudron? Mon beau, ca c'est incroyable. Comment est-ce que tu as fais ca?”

Harry, who was still a new 12, couldn’t help but get excited. Regulus saw his eyes glimmer but his face stayed flat. “C’était tout nos pratique Papa! Je peux aussi fair voler mes livres jusqu’au bibliothèque, et j’ai faite la meilleure potion aujourd’hui que meme Snape était impressionné!

“Ca c'est mon beau!” Regulus clapped his hands together. Remembering he was supposed to telling off his son he said, “Okay well Dad and I need you to be mindful that you aren’t causing more harm okay,” Regulus winked.

“Okay Papa. I’m sorry.” Harry said, but his smile betrayed him.

“Alright, stay out of trouble. Je t’aime mon fils,” Regulus replied with a warm smile.

“Love you Haz!” James called from behind Regulus, who was just as lost as McGonagall neither of them knowing at all what was just said between Harry and Regulus. “Love you too, Dad!” Harry called back.

“You’re both coming to the match next weekend, yeah?”

“Gryffindor vs Slytherin? We wouldn’t miss it!” James and Regulus said in unison.

“Awesome! Okay I gotta go! Say hi to pads for me! Moony says hi!” Harry called as he walked away.

“He looks too happy to have had a talking too,” McGonagall said as he came back into view. “Alas, I’ll see you both next week,” and a small smile crept up the side of her lips as the fire went out.

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