#bet you it happened a lot and Remus had no idea the angel

[wolfstarlibrarian]

Eating food and thinking about how after the sorting ceremony Sirius was delighted to see Remus not care about what utensil he was using for eating, and realizing that all his family’s rules were nonsense, realizing just how much freedom was out there, and how this was the boy he wanted to befriend. 💕

#librarian talks #random thoughts of Sirius being delighted by Remus #bet you it happened a lot and Remus had no idea the angel #wolfstar #remus x sirius #remus lupin #sirius black #Hogwarts

[engie-ivy]

Marlene’s little brother has a thing for Sirius, because who doesn't have a thing for Sirius? Marlene is freaking out, and everyone thinks it's just hilarious. Remus would've thought it was hilarious too, had Marlene’s little brother not been very close in age, cute, witty, and oh so bloody charming.

Somewhat longer fic that will be added to my Crush Confessions Series! 3756 words, so not that long. Wolfstar Fluff, of course😎

Muggle Charms

James Potter’s garden party is the event of the summer. Everyone gets together at the Potter estate for a day of listening to music, swimming in the lake (yes, there’s a lake on the grounds of the Potter estate), and playing friendly Quidditch matches. Mrs Potter walks around with all sorts of delicious foods, James and Sirius fly their brooms above the lake and make bets who dares to jump off from the greatest height, Mary and Emmeline are sunbathing and make bets who will need to be healed first.

It had started the summer after first year with just the four Marauders, but every year, their number has grown, and this year is the largest group thus far.

Marlene McKinnon is last to arrive, and, as usual, her arrival doesn’t go unnoticed.

“Everyone, come meet my little brother!” She shouts across the field.

The McKinnons have four children. Marlene’s mother and two of her siblings are Muggles, while the rest have magical abilities. Marlene’s sister is the oldest of the siblings. She’s a Muggle who works as a primary school teacher. Despite growing up with a father who’s a wizard, she has always felt slightly uncomfortable around magic, but she loves her family fiercely and is very protective over her younger siblings. As she’s much older than Marlene, she has always been more like a second mother.

Next comes Marlene’s older brother, who’s wizard, but has finished Hogwarts long ago. He now works in the Sales Department for a company that develops novel potions against levitation- and portkey-sickness. According to Marlene he’s a serious businessman by day, and a giant goofball by night.

Last is Marlene’s younger brother. He’s a Muggle, but where Marlene’s sister likes to pretend magic doesn’t exist, he thinks it mighty fascinating. He and Marlene are incredibly close, writing each other constantly and hanging out as often as they can when Marlene was home from Hogwarts. She has never brought him to James’ garden party, though. He works in the Food Service Industry, and the bright summer days on which James plans his parties are the days on which he most likely has to work. This year, however, he had managed to get the day off.

The first thing Remus thinks is that the McKinnons have good genes. He can’t really tell which of the two siblings is older, which means they must be very close in age. The boy has the same thick, blond hair and bright blue eyes as Marlene, as well as the same freckles from the sun. He’s short for a guy, barely taller than Marlene, but he’s quite muscular, with broad shoulders. All in all, Marlene’s younger brother is a very cute guy.

“Everyone, this is Miles!” Marlene says, when everyone has gathered around. “Let’s see... Here we have James Potter, he’s the host.”

Miles grins at James. “Some house you’ve got here, mate. Thanks for having me!”

James grins back and lifts his beer. “Cheers, mate!”

“James is Lily’s boyfriend,” Marlene says. “You’ve already met Lily-” Miles gives Lily a warm smile “-and of course you know Dorcas.”

“Hullo Dorky.”

“Hiya Miley.”

“And here we have my other girls, Alice Fortescue, Mary McDonald and Emmeline Vance.” Marlene points each of the girls out, and Miles gives them all a friendly nod.

“And these two are the Prewetts, Fabian and Gideon- don’t worry about who’s who, none of us actually knows.”

“Oi!”

“And this is Caradoc Dearborn, and this Benjy Fenwick, so miraculously you’re not the shortest guy here.”

“Marlene!”

“And here we have the rest of the renegades, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew and Sirius Black.”

The chance in Miles is instant.

The polite smile he was wearing turns into a coy smile, as he gives Sirius a not-so-subtle once-over, though Remus doesn’t think it was ever meant to be subtle. Miles takes a step forward towards Sirius. “Well, hello there.”

Remus can’t blame him. He would’ve reacted the same had he been in Miles’ position (alright, maybe he would’ve turned into a blushing, stuttering mess and forget his own name if he were suddenly faced with a guy like Sirius, instead of step forward with an enticing smile and flirtatious greeting, but that’s beside the point). Sirius looks bloody amazing. His swimming trunks are clinging to his legs, and his damp hair is hanging over his bare chest, with little droplets dripping down his muscular body.

Sirius grins knowingly at Miles. “Hi.”

Marlene’s head whirls around from Miles to Sirius to Miles and back to Sirius, so fast Remus worries she might get a whiplash.

“No,” she says. “No, nope, uh-uh, absolutely not. Not. Happening. No.”

She steps between her brother and Sirius, facing the latter, and jabbing a finger against his chest. “You are not going to try anything on my little brother, got it?”

Sirius holds up his hands and takes a step back. “I only said hi.”

Marlene looks at him suspiciously, like she suspects Sirius saying hi is some sort of secret seduction technique (which would actually explain a lot).

“C’mon Marls.” Miles moves to stand next to his sister, and throws an arm over her shoulder. He winks at Sirius. “We all just want to have a good time, don’t we?”

Marlene’s face is getting more red by the second. Her fingers are clutching her cardboard plate, causing it to rumple. She’s clenching her jaw, while intently staring at the pair a bit further on the field.

“I can’t bloody believe it,” she hisses. “If Black thinks I’ll let him hook up with my little brother, he has another thing coming!”

Miles had managed to catch Sirius when he went to grab a drink, and they have been chatting apart from the rest of the group for about half an hour now, to Marlene’s great distress, and everyone else’s amusement. Well, everyone else except for Remus, but he thinks he’s been hiding it quite well.

Remus doesn’t know how the guy does it, but Miles somehow manages to stand closer and closer to Sirius. He’s looking up at him through his lashes, with those big blue eyes and that damned smile, sometimes even going as far as to bite his lip. Sirius has definitely been blushing at some point!

While Remus is the only one who can emphasize with Marlene’s distress over the situation, he really doesn’t like how she’s blaming it all on Sirius, while evidently its her brother who’s acting like a little minx.

“Honestly, Marlene,” Lily says, shaking her head. “Didn’t you talk to Miles about there being an incredibly hot, single gay guy present?”

Remus agrees. Marlene should’ve known what would happen when she decided to introduce her brother to Sirius! You cannot bring him here knowing Sirius is looking like he does, and expect him not to react!

Marlene huffs indignantly. “My little brother is a precious angel who’s not interested in such a thing as ‘hot, single men’!”

Lily looks at Miles and Sirius. Miles seems to be laughing at something Sirius said, and touches his upper arm while doing so, letting his hand slide down Sirius’ bicep. Lily turns her head back to Marlene and raises her eyebrow.

Marlene just folds her arms over her chest and pointedly looks away.

Later, when Miles reaches up to brush a strand of hair from Sirius’ face, Marlene’s face has taken on a more purple colour. By this time, she has started angrily chewing on her cardboard plate.

Luckily, everyone’s too busy making fun of Marlene to notice Remus looks like he’s going to be sick.

Normally, a day at the Potter estate flies by, but Remus is positive this day lasts at least three times as long. But Remus has been getting through it. He hopes that after today, he won’t see Miles McKinnon of ever again. Well, he mostly hopes Sirius won’t see Miles McKinnon ever again, he can admit that . To himself, that is.

Currently, he’s sitting down with James, having a butterbeer. Just when he thinks he might make it through these last hours without further additions to his misery, Marlene comes striding their way, Dorcas on her heels.

“Potter,” she says, stopping in front of them and placing her fists on her hips. “You’ve got something I need, and I want it now!”

“Sorry McKinnon,” James says with a smirk. “I’m a one woman man.”

“In your dreams, you wanker,” Marlene snaps. “You’ve got an Invisibility Cloak, no?”

James takes off his glasses and starts polishing them with his robes. “I may or may not possess such a thing.”

Marlene rolls her eyes. “After seven years of going to school with you, I think I can safely say that you do. Well, I need you to use it. Miles asked Black to take him on a tour around the lake.” She scrunches up her nose. “And you have to follow them so you can report back to me whether Black has kept his paws off of my little brother!”

“More the other way around,” Remus mutters, but Marlene hears and glares at him.

“My sweet and innocent little brother would never do such a thing! He simply... wants to see the surroundings and needs Black for directions.”

Dorcas throws her head back and cackles loudly. “The only directions your ‘sweet and innocent little brother’ is interested in, is the fastest way to get into Sirius Black’s pants!”

Marlene directs a deadly glare at her.

Just when Remus thinks at least Dorcas knows what she’s talking about, she continues. “C’mon Marls, Miles can make his own decisions. Let the boys have some fun!”

Let the boys have some fun? That’s not a good idea! That’s the opposite of a good idea! That’s a terrible idea!

“Well,” Remus says, managing to sound surprisingly calm. “We’re on Mr and Mrs Potter’s property, and Miles has only just been introduced to the gang. I mean, he and Sirius barely know each other. I’d say it’d be rather inappropriate if something happens between them here and now. You don’t want Marlene’s brother to give off the wrong impression.”

James sighs. “What if I lend you the Invisibility Cloak, and you can follow them yourself?”

“Oh, no!” Marlene holds up her hands and takes a step back. “There are certain things I don’t ever want to see my little brother do, or hear my little brother say. If I were to... accidentally stumble upon them, I’d either have to Obliviate myself, or be scarred for life.”

Remus snorts. Not so sure about her brother being so innocent after all, is she?

“Well, Padfoot’s my brother!” James argues.

“Remember when I put in a good word for you with Lily, and finally got her to agree to go on a date with you?” Marlene plays her final card, and effectively.

“Fine!” James puts down his butterbeer and gets up. “Remus, let’s go.”

“What? Me? Why?”

“Because you got me into this, Mr ‘it’d be inappropriate’. And besides, I’ll feel like some perverted Peeping Tom spying on them alone.”

“So better to have two Peeping Toms?” Remus argues, but he knows it’s an argument he’s not going to win.

That’s how Remus finds himself in the place he wants to be least of all, crouched down under the Invisibility Cloak with James, and, after casting a quick Silencio over their footsteps, following on Sirius and Miles on their ‘casual, totally not romantic, definitely not a date’ stroll.

“-and once I’ve gained enough experience, I’d like to come back to London and open my own restaurant!” Miles finishes.

“That’s amazing, Miles!” Sirius exclaims. “I’ll definitely frequent!”

“As long as you don’t expect any free food just because you’re so handsome,” Miles teases.

Sirius gasps in pretend-shock. “I would never use my looks for such purposes!”

“Right,” Miles chuckles. “You be careful, Sirius Black. A face like yours is a powerful weapon.”

“Wow,” James whispers admiringly. “He’s good!”

Remus grits his teeth. Of bloody course Miles McKinnon is all charming and smooth, chatting Sirius up.

“What about you?” Miles asks. “What are your plans for the future, now that you’re some kind of strong and powerful wizard?”

“I’m starting my Healer training soon!” Sirius beams, and Remus can’t help but smile at the pride in his voice.

“That’s... like a doctor, right?” Miles asks.

“Yeah,” Sirius replies. “But without the cutting people open.” He shudders. “Definitely no cutting people open.”

“Oi!” Miles protests, bumping his shoulder against Sirius. “Doctors cut people open to save lives, you know. They don’t do it for a laugh.”

“I’m sorry!” Sirius quickly says. “I didn’t mean to offend. It’s actually very impressive what Muggle doctors can do without magic, and the things they’ve come up with! I’m sorry.”

“Hey, it’s alright,” Miles says, glancing at Sirius. “Don’t worry about it.”

Sirius smiles sheepishly. “Sorry. It’s just... I was raised in this really conservative pureblood Wizarding family. I’m always afraid I’ll say something Muggle-phobic without realising.”

“It’s okay, it wasn’t that bad, honestly.”

“Good,” Sirius says, relieved. “I’m just... trying to be better.”

Miles smiles softly at him. “Just the fact that you’re trying already makes you better.”

They walk in comfortable silence for a moment, until Miles speaks again. “That must’ve been hard though, growing up in a family like that. Marlene already mentioned you’re living here now. Is that why?”

Sirius nods. “I ran away from home the summer before. Best decision I’ve ever made.” There’s a tightness in his voice, though, and an emotion in his eyes that makes Remus want to run towards him and pull him into a hug.

“I’m sorry you had to go through that,” Miles says sincerely. Then he gives Sirius a teasing smile. “Though I must say, it’s a good look on you, the whole ‘sexy rebel’-thing.”

Sirius barks a laugh, and the pained expression slides off his face. “Well, I’m glad my issues at least fit my anaesthetic!”

Remus doesn’t know whether he wants to bless Miles McKinnon for being able to turn Sirius’ mood around and make him smile, or whether he wants to curse Miles McKinnon for being able to turn Sirius’ mood around and make him smile.

“I bet you love provoking your family, don’t you?” Miles asks.

“That might just be my most favourite pastime,” Sirius replies sincerely.

Suddenly, Miles stops walking, so Sirius stops as well and turns back to face him.

Miles takes a step towards him. “I bet it would really provoke your family if you were to make out with a boy, a Muggle boy at that.”

Sirius swallows and his face slightly flushes. “That... That’ll definitely do the trick, yeah.”

Miles comes even closer, now almost standing chest-to-chest with Sirius, and he tilts his head up and leans in.

James still looks mighty impressed with Miles’ flirting tactics, while Remus wonders if the sound of his heart shattering might give them away.

Suddenly, Sirius steps back. “Wait, stop. I... I can’t.”

Miles looks disappointed, but not too shocked. “Why not?” He asks. Then he jabs his finger against Sirius’ chest, much like his sister did earlier. “And I swear to god, Sirius Black, if it’s because I’m a Muggle you can stick that wand of yours up your-”

“No, no, no!” Sirius quickly says, whilst letting out a breathless laugh. “It’s not you, really, it’s me.”

Miles gives Sirius a stern look, while placing his fists on his hips, making Remus wonder whether they’re sure Marlene and Miles aren’t twins. “If you’re gonna give me that lame excuse, at least elaborate what it is about ‘not me, but you’ that makes you reject me. I mean, I’m not proposing a marriage here!”

Sirius sighs and runs a hand through his hair. “There’s... someone else. I mean, there’s not really, I don’t have someone else, but I have feelings for someone else. So therefore this-” He gestures between himself and Miles. “Just doesn’t feel right.”

Remus exchanges a look with James, who looks just as stunned as he is by this information.

Miles, though, just folds his arms over his chest and looks at Sirius thoughtfully for a moment. “So, Lupin then?”

Remus freezes. What? Him? Oh no. He’s not sure he can bear to hear Sirius’ denial. ‘Lupin? Remus? No, of course not! What in Godric’s name gave you that idea? Why the hell would I fancy Remus?’

However, Sirius just sighs and looks down at his shoes. “I’m that obvious, huh?”

Remus stares dumbfounded. It’s... true? He feels an eruption of butterflies in his stomach. Well, he always feels some butterflies when he sees Sirius, but now it’s like all those butterflies had babies, and those babies had babies again, creating an immense flutter.

“Nah,” Miles says. “If I had known for sure, I wouldn’t have made a move. I only had a suspicion, but I decided to take a chance anyway. I’m not too surprised by this turn of events, though.”

“It’s really the only reason,” Sirius says. “Because you’re bloody great, you know that? You’re gonna make some guy really happy one day. Anyone would be lucky to have you.”

Miles groans. “ ‘Its not you, it’s me’, ‘anyone would be lucky to have you’. Shall we go before you start telling me we can still be friends?”

Sirius grins. “Normally I’d suggest we at least pretend to have had a good snog, just to see if Marlene’s face can get any more purple, but I don’t want to give Remus the wrong impression. Not that he’d care,” he adds with a mutter.

Miles stops walking again. “What? Are you seri- No, Marlene warned me not to say that. Really?”

Sirius just blinks at him.

Miles shakes his head. “I mean, you asked if you were being obvious, well, you were nothing compared to Lupin. Although, that could just be me. I couldn’t help but notice when he’s looking at me like he wants me to catch fire every time I come near you. Wait. You wizards can actually do that, can’t you?”

Remus huffs. He wouldn’t have actually set Miles on fire! At least he doesn’t think so.

Sirius frowns at Miles. “You must be mistaken. Remus is nothing but pure kindness! He always makes everyone feel welcome! You can’t help but like Remus!”

A warm feeling spreads through Remus’ chest.

Miles just looks at Sirius, shaking his head. “You’re actually in love, aren’t you?”

Sirius blushes and looks away.

“Well,” Miles says. “You should tell him how you feel. He clearly feels the same. Then you can both stop this pining.”

James, who just had to process the shock of one of his best friends fancying another one of his best friends, now has to process the shock of his best friends fancying each other. He’s staring at Remus, and consequently trips over a rock. He does manage to catch is balance, but he lets out a loud yelp.

Miles stares at the empty spot behind them on the path, surprised, but Sirius’ eyes narrow in suspicion. He lifts his wand, and the next moment a gush of wind blows the Invisibility Cloak off of Remus and James.

To his credit, Miles recovers pretty quickly from seeing two people appear seemingly out of nowhere, including the person they were just talking about. He blinks a couple of times, then says “I suppose this works as well.”

Remus and Sirius are just staring at each other.

“Uhm...” James says. “I was sent here by miss McKinnon to escort the younger McKinnon back to the estate.” Because apparently awkward situations make him talk like he’s an eighteen century nobleman. “Off we go, young lad.”

Miles doesn’t protest when James grabs his arm and starts dragging him away, but he does turn around to give Sirius a thumbs up.

“We were sent here by McKinnon,” Remus quickly says, when he and Sirius are alone. “She wanted to know if anything would happen between you and her brother.” Remus takes a deep breath. “And maybe I wanted to know if anything would happen between you and him myself as well,” he says softly.

“Were you jealous?” Sirius asks. It sounds curious, not angry, judgemental or smug, just curious.

Still, Remus can’t help but pout, and he looks away. “Of course I was jealous. Bloody Miles McKinnon, with his big blue eyes, batting those ridiculously long eyelashes at you, and being all cute, and witty, and charming.”

“You know, if you want Miles to snog you instead, you should hurry and you can probably still catch him,” Sirius says irritably.

“No!” Remus quickly says. “No. I just mean, I wish it was me. When he calls you handsome, when he brushes your hair away from your face, when he leans in to kiss you... I wish it was me doing those things.”

“Why don’t you?” Sirius whispers, staring at Remus intently.

“Because!” Remus says desperately. “Because I know how to be your friend, but if I even think about flirting with you, I turn into an awkward, rambling mess.”

The only thing that can possibly be going through Sirius’ mind right now is how the hell he let the sexy, confident, flirtatious boy walk away, to be stuck with the flustered heap of awkwardness that is Remus Lupin.

Remus stares down at his shoes. “I mean, I like you a lot, and also because I feel comfortable around you, I do, but when it comes to flirting, I suddenly get scared that you’ll laugh at me or something. I even think it’d be easier if you weren’t my friend, if we didn’t know each other so well. Then maybe I could-”

Remus stops talking when Sirius gently cups his cheek and tilts his head up. Slowly, ever so slowly, he leans in, giving Remus enough time to pull away had he wanted to. Which, for the record, he absolutely doesn’t. Sirius presses their lips together. And it’s...

Well, it’s not awkward at all.

It’s fireworks, and symphonies, and the sun breaking through the clouds. It’s a sense of belonging, and knowing all is right with the world, and a feeling of coming home.

Both boys are a little out of breath when they pull back, more because of the intense emotions than because the kiss had been that passionate.

“See?” Sirius smiles at Remus. “If I want you to stop rambling, I can always just... interrupt.”

“Rude,” Remus mutters, before pulling Sirius back into another kiss.

#my tumblr writing #crush confessions #wolfstar #wolfstar fanfiction #wolfstar fic #marauders #marauders fanfiction #marauders fic #sirius black #remus lupin #remus x sirius #james potter #marlene mckinnon #wolfstar fluff

[emelywrites]

Soulmates Not Sole Mates

Summary: You wake up the morning of your eleventh birthday with a timer on your wrist. That does not come as a shock to you. What does confuse you is the fact that you have three timers, not too far off from one another.

Chapter 7

1976

By fifth year it had become a well known fact that the four us were dating. Everyone had accepted that you could have more than one soulmate, although not a day went by without one of us being questioned by someone. There was jealousy, pity and also indifference but we were happy together. Some people didn't like us and that was okay too but who was really gonna bully a group of three popular, intelligent, strong people who were widely perceived as the Dream Team of Hogwarts. The dumb comments were always spoken behind our backs and we were too wrapped up in one another to notice or care.

Recently Lily and I had been spending a lot of our free time in Professor Slughorn's classroom, researching and testing for a potion we were working on. As his top students Professor Slughorn trusted us with his laboratory, as long as we didn't leave a mess, use up all his ingredients or destroyed anything. Now, a couple of months into our research, none of that had happened and if we did need too many of his precious ingredients we made sure to stock them back up as soon as possible.

"Do you really think he would be our test subject?", I asked her.

"I mean, he does trust us more than anyone, himself included probably, so why wouldn't he?", Lily said.

"I don't know. I- I don't know if I trust this enough", I admitted.

Lily put down her wand which she had been using to magically stir the finished potion.

"Darling, we've been working on this for months, we've done every possible test other than the real life test and who do you trust more with an idea like this than the two of us?" She took my face into her hands and smiled.

I looked around the piles of parchment and the one black notebook that had the final result written inside.

"There's probably a lot of people who know more about this than two fifth-years, love", she groaned at my words, "but you're right. This is going to work. I love you."

She smiled. "I love you, too."

"But this is going to be difficult. The ingredients are pretty expensive on the open market and really hard to grow and collect on one's own. The process of brewing is excruciating and I'm pretty sure Remus' parents won't support it, even if it works, just because of those factors."

"Remus has us. You and me, growing, collecting, buying the ingredients and brewing the potion. Nothing is as excruciating as full moon nights for Remus and I'm determined to make it as easy as possible for him, even if it does cost an excessive amount of money and days of preperation."

I smiled at Lily's passion for our soulmate and kissed her. Then I took the thermos out of my bag, since the potion had to be taken warm, and Lily filled it.

"You know, it's probably gonna be disgusting", she said.

"Still not as bad as what he went through before", I answered smiling.

We cleaned up after ourselves and wrote a list of the ingredients we had to stock up for Professor Slughorn, along with a quick notes telling him that we would alert him when we had results. It was a full moon tonight and also Remus' 16th birthday. The sun had just risen as we left the potions classroom to have breakfast in the Great Hall with our friends.

They were already waiting for us at the Gryffindor table. As always, Marlene, like the true Hufflepuff she was, managed to get a chocolate cake from the kitchens for the occasion. We squeezed in on either side of Remus and kissed his cheeks, to which he blushed profusely.

"Happy Birthday, angel", I said getting the thermos from my bag and putting it down in front of him.

"Did you get me hot chocolate for my birthday?", he asked, chuckling.

"No, silly, this is what Y/N/N and I have been working on for the past few months, you know, the reason we haven't been spending too much time together lately", Lily said.

"You've been avoiding us for months to get him a thermos full of hot chocolate?", James asked. He seemed genuinely disturbed by that idea.

"It's not hot chocolate", Lily and I exclaimed.

"Well, what is it?", Remus asked, opening the thermos carefully. Years of being a marauder trained him to be careful of any closed object he was asked to open.

"We call it 'Wolfsbane Potion'", Lily said, putting the notebook down in front of him, "Mostly because it's the main ingredient, but it's also kind of ironic. It's supposed to ease your transformation."

"You're kind of our test subject 'cause we don't really know anyone else to test it on but also because we wanted you to be the first to have a go at it", I added.

"You simply take it every month, the morning of a full moon, and it makes your transformation less painful and helps you get your thoughts straight", Lily.

"And then, if you wanted to, you could technically just sleep through such a night and wouldn't go roaming", I finished.

Remus looked at me with tears in his eyes and then back at Lily. James and Sirius, who were the only ones within earshot, had dropped their jaws.

"Are you guys serious? How are you two the first to think of this? How has no one ever thought 'Hm, a potion to help werewolves control themselves, how helpful, I'll get to it'? But two fifth-years do?", Sirius asked sceptically.

"I'm going to take a long shot here but I'll assume there is so much discrimination that not many people love a werewolf as much as we do, or at least they didn't have the skills to help them", James answered.

Remus took a sniff of the potion and cringed.

"Yeah, sorry, but flavourings or sugar would make it useless", Lily said and stroked his back, "Bottoms up, angel."

Remus took a deep breath and drank the entire contents of the thermos. "Ew", he groaned, "but thank you. I'm so lucky to have you by my side."

Peter finally joined us and handed Remus a dirty, blank, old parchment with a wide grin on his face. "Happy Birthday, Moony. I bet this is gonna be the best gift this year."

"Ah, forget it, Wormtail, Lily and Y/N invented a potion for his furry little problem, we lost this year. Again", Sirius sighed.

"Aw, guys, don't be mad, I bet Remus loves this dirty, old parchment, perfect for the upcoming Charms essay", Lily giggled.

#harry potter #remus lupin x reader #lily evans x reader #lily evans #remus lupin #james potter #james potter x reader #marauders #soulmate au #polyamory

[shinymooncolor]

I’m so sorry for how long this has been taking!! Work is just stupid 😖

Anyways.

As always @lumosinlove’s sweater weather is the shit.

Sweater weather chat #8

Nado has kinky food sex. Timmy’s words. Not mine. Dolores is the best car. Olli feels bad. Remus is sarcastic af. But I love him. So does Sirius. And Dumo. Sergei talks about the good old days. James organizes a prank.

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Tuesday 9.32 pm

Nado: hey k, where’s the whipped cream? Kinda important here

Kuny: what? I eat it

Nado: wait the whole thing? I NEED it

Kuny: I eat with Timmy and Olli. We have pancake

Nado: fuck they’re here now?

Kuny: little left want it?

Nado: fuck just put it on the stairs and don’t look. I’ll come get it

Kuny: hehe food sex. Hot

Nado: shut up

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Tuesday 9.44 pm

Timmyforrealz: oiii!!! Guess who’s being kinky with food sex tonight

Prongstar: what? Who? Olli? 😳😳😳😳

Ollibear: no.

KrisVolley: do we want to know?

RussianGod: Nado play with food haha

Blizzard: Are you all involved? Is it an orgy kind of thing? I’m a little concerned at your level of involvement here

Dumodad: I’m too old for this

Timmyforrealz: it’s Tuesday we’re having halo night. Nado bailed for some date. Our resident giant Russian baby suddenly had pancake cravings so we went out to get chocolate chips. When we got back Dolores was back and there was a nice trail of clothes leading upstairs. 😏

Ollibear: that was a lot of unnecessary commentary. Nado picked up a girl and is mad at kuny for eating the can of whipped cream haha. Also we hid his clothes and stole his car keys.

Blizzard: I don’t believe you.

Kaneyoudigit: hahahahahah blizzard will need photographic evidence. 😂

Ollibear: there’s nothing to prove. Nado is having food sex and we’re playing halo. The only other exciting thing was Kuny’s mom calling to yell at him for getting that 5 minute misconduct for that last sucker punch. Apparently it was unnecessary and he should know better. It was fun.

Sergei_81: so no orgy? 👀 also Kuny’s mama is scary. She used to play hockey.

Ollibear: no Sergei. Also you’re a dad and old. This is weird . But yeah she’s terrifying. But she called me an angel so I’ll take it as a compliment 😇

Sunnysideup: leave Sergei alone! I’ll have you youngsters know that your shenanigans is nothing compared to the shit we used to pull. Just ask dumo about Prague! 😂🙈

Sergei_81: I still have scar on my face hehe

Prongstar: WHAT HAPPNEED IN PRAGUE???

Dumodad: that, my dear James, is between me, sunny, Sergei and the Czech.

Sunnysideup: good ol’ days. 🤣

Prongstar: I will not rest till I know.

——

Tuesday 10.27 pm

James created new group chat

James added Kuny, Sirius, Walker, Dumo, Olli, Timmers and Remus to the group chat

James named the group chat let’s WHIP Nado

James: heheheh so. I just had an excellent prank idea. Given Nado’s newfound appreciation for canned whipped cream 🥴🥴

Remus: why am I part of this?

Sirius: why am I?

Dumo: shush lovebirds and let the man speak 😙

James: many thanks dad! Alright listen up you ruffians - we’re gonna order him a massive order of whipped cream delivered to the rink and then we’re gonna fill up his stall with the cans. And charge it to his own card. 😏

Olli: are you spraying it onto the stall?

James: no but that is an excellent idea!!

Olli: I just though in his helmet, his gloves and you know how fussy he is with his gear. Haha that’d be fun.

Walker: who are you? And what have you done with our precious innocent Ollibear?😍🙊

Timmers: oi just because he looks like a saint doesn’t mean he is one. He’s a little shit.

Sirius: I’m impressed. But why not both? If he thinks the prank is just the massive amount, he won’t suspect the other stuff. 😜

Kuny: remmy can put in his gloves on ice also go cap

James: nah that’s too easy. I have a plan. So. I’m gonna fake a crash with walker - remmy will pull us both off. Kuny you then have to drag Nado into a stupid bet where he leaves his helmet and gloves. Sirius and dumo will fill them by the bench while we three go mad in his stall hehehehe. 😈😈

Kuny: ok. But no whip on Dolores she not been bad. I challenge to handstand on ice

Dumo: not a bad plan. Although you are both oddly committed to that car.

Kuny: she good car. 🏎🏎🏎🏎🏎

Remus: I don’t wanna be part of this. 🙈

James: I didn’t hear that. Ok you all got it?

Walker: ohh sounds fun!!! What’s Olli and timmers job?

Timmers: lookin’ good baby 😘

James: you always do honey! But timmers is the most important - you still have his card details from when you had to run out and buy him clothes when that girl stole his. You need to order and setup the delivery 🤓🤓🤓🤓

Remus: I’m not happy with this. It’s messy. And the poor gloves

Kuny: ha ha not worry remmy gloves have seen badder things 😛

Sirius: we don’t want to know. 😖

Wednesday 8.33 am

James: good morning my fellow pranksters. Behold - the whipped cream bonanza is on the horizon. Everyone know what they’re doing?

Olli: we just charged a ridiculous amount of money for overnight shipping of whipped cream. I don’t even know how timmers did it. It’s a lot of money. 😖

Remus: oh if only you were all hockey millionaires......😳

Dumo: 😂 oh remus I love you!

Sirius: hands off dumo. You got Celeste.

Remus: I love you too dumo. But the vein on pads forehead is not looking good. Lay off

Timmers: ohhhh you don’t wanna share remmy????????? You know he’s seen us all naked a lot. He had to do physio on Kuny when he pulled his groin a few months ago. Also that was not an ice injury - I still want to know what happened 👀👀👀

Kuny: heheheh eheheh not tell 😛😛😛😛

Olli: timmy lay off. We’ve all seen Kuny naked and not just in the showers. I believe Russians are allergic to clothes. And don’t tease cap.

Sirius: thanks Olli. I knew you had my back.

Remus: Kuny’s excessive nudity aside. Are you sure this is a good idea? He’s going to be pissed 😬

Timmers: Olli!!! I thought you were my best friend and brother 😭 you wound me

Olli: shut up and gear up. It’s suspicious we’re all texting and I swear to god @kuny stop giggling like a girl. He knows something is up. He’s trying to read over your shoulder 🤣

Kuny: oh I fix this 😈👻

James: okay lets move. Kuny got him in a headlock. Great job buddy. Let’s just wait till he’s dragged him out of the locker room.

——-

Wednesday 2.11 pm

Nadotheman: you are ALL fucking dickheads. I’ll give you the fucking massive box of whipped cream was fun. But whoever thought it was funny to put in my gloves is dead. I will find you and I will kill you. 😡

Prongstar: whatever do you mean, dear boy? 😇

Nadotheman: fuck off you jerk. I KNOW you were part of this. And I know mr the English language fails me when convenient over there was too 😡

RussianGod: Nado is mad.😂🙈

Blizzard: I swear the video of you is golden. That’s going on YouTube and it’s gonna be an instant hit. 🤪

Eliascookie: I just loved how he pulled on one glove and then the next. Like it wouldn’t be there too?

Nadotheman: i swear to fucking Godzilla if anyone put this on Dolores I’ll cut of your dick and shove it in your ear.

Bradygunz: calm down. You’re such a diva. Also how would that work?

Nadotheman: am not. And shut up. It’s a metaphor

Dumodad: yes. Now shush and let’s watch the tape. Coach is talking 🤓

KrisVolley: that’s a bad metaphor. 🤓

——

Wednesday 2.33 pm

Nado: hey Remus. I wanna get back at them. Can I have some tiger balm?

Remus: no. You’re not doing that one. It’s bad. And that’s not funny.

Nado: I wasn’t going to. Just okay fine but I wanna get back at them? Who did it. I know James and kunty but. Who else?

Remus: I don’t wanna be involved in your prank war ☺️ and I would make sure to check your credit statement

Nado: pleaseeee.

Nado: waIT WHAT? You weRE IN ON THIS? Remus??!!!!!! I thought we were firendsss

Remus: I have no idea what you’re talking about 😆

Nado: 😳😳😳😳😳😳 first Olli now you. Is no one safe in this world anymore? I swear if the two of you ganged up. We’d not stand a chance.

——

#lumosinlove #sweaterweather #sweaterweatherchats #lumosinlove ocs #sweaterweatherchatsnr8

[canvas-the-florist]

Fist Fight the After Life (Sander Sides)

Ship(s): Brotherly Anxceit, Creativitwins, pining Logince

Warnings: frog mention, lots of talk of death, food mention, insomnia mention

Summary: Ghosts can become corporeal to prevent one event from occurring. Virgil and Janus become corporeal by accident by trying to stop Remus and Roman from going down a really steep hill in a shopping cart. Chaotic and heartfelt shenanigans ensue.

Word Count: 1.9K

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“This is a really stupid idea,” Roman hummed, looking at the bicycle helmet his brother handed him and then looking at the shopping cart. Then, he shrugged and put it on. “Still, sounds kinda dope. Wouldn’t want you to claim all the glory for this stupidity.”

“That’s the spirit!”

“No, it’s not.” Janus booed. Remus didn’t flinch or move, because Janus wasn’t quite there. He was in the astral plane watching with mild disinterest. “I’m the spirit.”

“Shut up, snake.” Virgil shoved his brother half heartedly. “No one wants or can hear your dumb puns.”

The two continued bickering as Roman and Remus started setting up their fun stunt. They had found a steep hill at the bend of an abandoned road. Remus had tried to talk his friend, Logan into joining the two, but Logan actually had a brain cell and decided to pass. But he had agreed to watch at a bench in case they needed an ambulance. Roman forced Remus to wear his helmet before they climbed into the cart. Virgil face palmed across the planes.

“They’re really going to do this huh,” Virgil bit his lip. His hands have hidden in the sleeves of his hoodie and he grabbed the insides of it. Janus looked over to see that Virgil was even more anxious than usual. “If either of them die I’m going to kill them when they get here.”

“I’m sure they’re going to be fine, Virgil.” Janus reassured, not knowing himself if he was lying. He turned back to watch Logan walking up to the cart, ready to push it down the hill that seemed to grow taller the more he looked. Virgil’s worries were rubbing off on him. Janus considered for a moment before seeing that Logan was just about to push and-

“DON’T!” Janus and Virgil shouted, this time causing three people to flinch and the shopping cart fell on it’s side just as Logan moved forward. The three humans looked up, shocked and frozen as two… ghosts were staring down at them.

Janus and Virgil looked at each other and then at their environment, realizing what they have done. Virgil’s face fell into his hands while Janus cursed quietly. He saw Remus and Roman get up as if they’re about to run and (metaphorically) stepped in. “Hello, friends. My brother and I are just here to say that…” Roman and Remus looked back as Logan was still frozen. “We’re your guardian angels! Not yours though, Logan. We had the chance to save you two from doom if it was ever to get too dire. So you’re welcome!”

Virgil looked up, aghast at his brother. He mouthed, what?! Janus ignored him. “Any questions?”

Remus raised his hand and talked as he did so. “Are you gay?”

“Yes.” Virgil and Janus replied at the same time, without hesitation. Virgil continued, “But that’s not exactly relevant. Umm, sorry for interrupting your ‘sick stunt’, we’re going to go now. RIGHT, JAN?”

“Of course.”

-

They couldn’t leave. After about a minute, Logan offered his house to have a more private conversation. While walking back the three humans asked a list of endless questions, about guardian angels. Virgil let Janus take the lead as he was trying to calm down. Janus kept answering about what ghosts do but he was sure that Roman wouldn’t be able to tell the difference in the end. Well, until the actual end, he supposed quietly. Logan unlocked the door and the others walked or floated into the front room.

“So you guys were just watching us like a 3D movie?” Roman asked. “Why not watch someone cooler? Unless we’re more interesting than… Lin Manuel Miranda?”

Virgil shrugged, finally able to form a sentence without his voice cracking. “I’m pretty sure many people are watching Lin Manuel Miranda right now, on this plane or not. It’s more interesting to watch someone insignificant.” Virgil realized what he said and quickly continued before Roman had the chance to be offended. “Well, insignificant at first glance. You- y’all are more fun than any privileged asshole with too much money would be.”

“You get to decide who to spectate?” Logan asked, while getting a notepad and pen from a cupboard. “How do you decide? What do you do when a person you’re watching dies? How many times can you step in to help someone?”

“Well,” Janus started. “You can decide who to watch, and you kinda just float around the world and if you want to watch someone, you do. When that person dies and you’re around you’re supposed to help them adjust to the afterlife. And… You can only step in once. But it has to be before their action or you’re going to have to fix it yourself. Which is too much work.”

Logan continued writing this down. Remus blurted out “So what happens after you save their donkey asses? Do you explode into frogs?”

“Nope.” Virgil looked down, uncomfortably. He didn’t know how to respond to this question. It was a sort of touchy and ambiguous part of being a spirit. “I’m not exactly sure what happens. The person who introduced me to this afterlife,” He gave a side look at Janus who looked slightly guilty. “Never told me what that’s like.”

The three humans then looked at Janus with attention. Remus whispered to Roman “I’m still betting on the frog thing.” Roman snickered as Janus started. He was ringing his hands and toying with his gloves while he talked. “In the afterlife you can either choose to just stop all your consciousness or become a sort of spectator… thing. A lot of people choose to watch over the world to cope with their death. When people intervene with an event that’s occurring their existence becomes kind of limited. You can only save a person once and we,”

He looked at Virgil who was looking very nervous at what was happening. “We just so happened to use it. I’m not certain on what happens after this but I do know that people don’t return to the astral plane when 24 hours of being corporeal ends.”

“Well that fucking sucks.” Roman stated after a long pause. “You save someone from something bad and you get in an even worse position? Life in the afterlife doesn’t seem so… ideal.”

“I mean, it IS death.” Virgil shrugged.

“Whelp, thanks for stopping us for doing a sick unstable trick. Now you’re stuck with us for the rest of your existence!” Remus said giddily, like he was a mix of grateful and mad at them. Roman hit him on the head lightly. “What? That is what happened, right? They’re not going to explode into blood and guts, they’re just gonna poof!”

“Well, I wouldn’t cross that quite of the list yet. Neither of them seem to have any knowledge about what’s going to occur.” Logan pointed out and Remus gave a crooked smile. Logan then turned to the ghosts. “What are you going to do now? You have about… 21 hours and 46 minutes left until your undetermined future.”

Virgil and Janus looked at each other and shrugged.

“Do you guys want to prank anyone?” Virgil asked, causing Remus and Roman to grin.

-

After making a bad youtube video with it’s top comment being “The editing is so unrealistic”, doing the most impressive magic tricks to the five random strangers who wanted to participate, and generally scaring people, there was about 15 hours and it was now 12 AM. The group had kind of ran out of things to do so they were playing truth or dare on the carpet. Janus and Virgil were hovering in a position that kinda looked like they were sitting.

“Virgil!” Roman declared dramatically. “Truth or dare?”

Virgil raised his eyebrow. “Uhh,, dare? I wanna see what you can come up with.”

“Dammit I only had a truth prepared, give me a second.” He closed his eyes, as if he had to think really hard just to come up with a dare. Then Roman’s eyes popped open and a smile spread across his face. “Lemme swish my hand through you! I wanna know what it looks like.”

“Rude, that was going to be my dare for Janus!” Remus punched Roman, causing him to fall onto Logan. Logan had a brief blush while Roman obliviously sat back up. “So, do you take the dare Virge? Or are you chicken poop?!”

“I believe you just misused an idiom.” Logan pointed out before smiling a little bit. “Was I just the one to point that out? That was me understanding a metaphor? I did it!”

“Good job, Logan,” Janus remarked. “Accept the dare Virgil, I would LOVE to get ‘swished’ by the not at all greasy twin.”

Virgil shrugged. “Sure, I mean it’s not like I can feel it I guess.” He didn’t even finish his sentence when Roman leaned forward to run his hand through Virgil’s arm. Virgil flinched backwards at the sudden movement but then relaxed again while crossing his arms. “Got it out of your system, Princey?”

His arm was dispelling like smoke moving when air conditioning turns on. Roman did it about two more times before leaning back against the couch, not noticing how close he was to Logan. Logan noticed though. “Yeah, I’m done. Your turn now!”

The games continued like this for a while. There were about 11 hours left when the corporeal humans passed out. Except for Remus, who just seemed to get bored, take a Red Bull from the fridge and go upstairs to do whatever the hell he did in his spare time. There were about 8 hours left when Janus and Virgil floated outside to the front yard. Virgil flew up to the roof and lied down in the air to look at the polluted air in the sky. Janus joined him a little bit after.

“They seemed fun.” Janus started, pulled one of his knees to his chest.

“Do you think it was worth it?”

“What do you mean?”

“Us saving them. They might not have even been in danger. And we intervened.” Virgil looked at his older brother and he could see the fear in his eyes. “What if we broke some sort of ghost rule? I don’t know how any of this works and that’s not the vibe honestly.”

Janus took off his hat, ran a hand through his hair, and put it back on. He was looking forward, in the direction of the hill. “I don’t know. But we did that and now we’re getting consequences. Whether or not this is bad, I don’t know. But I do know that we’re going to be okay. I lied-”

“Of course…” Janus looked at Virgil, unenthused. Virgil held up his hands. “Sorry, what were you lying about?”

The older brother rolled his eyes. “We’re not going to stop existing yet. Because I don’t feel like it. How would you like to survive out of spite? We might not see any of these fools but we could haunt shit, which I know is not your whole vibe.”

Virgil laughed quietly before making eye contact, his eyes holding excitement and fear within them. “All I do is out of spite, idiot.”

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[fairymadnessyeah]

Crazy idea but...Roman and Remus twin shenanigans....

Imagine if, with time and patience, Thomas learns to accept Remus and that makes him and Roman start sharing a room.

Like at first, since Thomas separated them they had individual rooms. But now that Thomas knows how to handle him, he doesn't alienate him.

One day Roman wakes up and on the other side of the room there's another bed with Remus naked on it and hugging a dolphin.

After that they divide the room in two.

"You stay on your side and I in mine, and there should be no trouble at all"

And at first Roman does everything to keep the other out so they don't find out.

"We can't go to my room, I... i had a... glitter fight with... with a witch warrior... And I haven't cleaned yet"

And one day Roman gets hurt/sick (Like in the negative thinking video) and since he doesn't want Patton to see Remus, he ends up taking care of him.

"Eat the motherfucking soup Roman" "You can't make me" "o really?... well it would be a shame if someone send the fairy godmother a text telling her some pretty heterosexual bdsm ideas" " You wouldn't dare..." "*takes out Roman's phone*" "*slurps slowly*"

And one day Remus gets sick/hurt...

"Dukey, time for your soup" "*pouts and snears at the same time*" "would you eat it if I shove it down your throat?" "Yes..."

They soon find that they have a few thing in common

Messing with Logic,...

"Oh hi Logan" "hello Roman..*turns a corner*" "Good bye Logan" "Bye Rom...an *confused as hell*" *Roman and Remus fist bumping and laughing*

Movie marathons,

They have a mix between terror and animated. And they always finish with Black Cauldron.

"Can't we kill the fury friend?" "This is the only time I will say this... but lets"

*watching evil dead* "tell me when it's over, tell me when it's over...*Roman covering his eyes.

*watching Aladdin* "tell me when it stops, tell me when it stops... *Remus covering his ears*

Fashion,

"Now stay still until Fairy godmother finishes with the stitches" "isn't this your clothes?" "Yes, but you are my identical 3d model, this way I can see every angel is perfect" "*munching on deodorant* Fine, but then it's my turn"

Singing,

Romans turn: Dueting Disney songs

Remus turn:Rap battling with a lot of cursing

And most important BOYZ

*both spread on the floor looking at the ceiling in a trance*

"He was just so cute" "And hot as fuck" "Do you think his hand felt cold without ours?" "I know his Dick did"

But after spending time with each other, they kinda start influencing the other.

Roman starts swearing more

"Fuck, not this shit again" "Shut mother fucking, shit eatting, lies spilling trap"

And starts being a bit more lustful

"But Virgil look at his chest, I bet we could melt chocolate in it"

While Remus starts singing more often

"Whistle while you work..*stabs someone following the rhythm"

And having more class with everything he does

*puts human foot on a plate* *takes out a napkin and a fork and a knife*

But the others notice this but belive it's due to stress and desperation.

They find out by accident

They go to his room for his birthday

But instead find him in a lightsaber sword fight (because Star Wars is Disney Cannon) with Remus

"I will never go to the dark side, Darth Remus" "Then I shall shove this glow stick up your ass, Jedi Roman"

The others just watch for a full minute until Patton interrupts

"Oh... hey guys,... welcome to our room"(Roman)

"Princey, what is going on? What is he doing here?" (Virgil)

"And what do you mean by 'our' room? This is Thomas creative side!"(Patton)

"Well Pat, he technically is part of Thomas creativity..."(Ro)

After Logan explains what happened (look on the top) they all sit at the table and start opening presents

That's when they realize they now have to get two presents, one for Roman and one for Remus.

"Kiddo I have to use your kitchen, I need to make a another cake" (P)

"Sure, just don't open the third cabinet of the right"(Ro)

"I keep my dildos in there"(Re)

During that party (or more like a get together) the others discover how close the actuality are

They call each other 'R'

"Hey R, do you remember where I put my sex swing?" "Have you checked the low part of your sex dungeon R?"

They are dramatic together

"Remus how could you? I thought you were better than this" "You know this was coming, don't lie to yourself ... draw 4"

They imitate each other

"So, what movie should we start with?" "Nightmare before Christmas!" "Nightmare before Christmas!"

They share things they wouldn't share with anybody else.

"So Roman, how is that script going on?"(T) "Oh great, Thomas. I'm almost finished with it"(Ro) "Oh may we see it"(L) "What?No! It's very personal" (Ro) "We could give you a different perspective to improve it." (L) "Remus here has already taken care of that" (Ro)

They even fight like brothers

"Remus, give me that cookie" "No" "Remus, that is my cookie" "Fine, I'll give it to you *bites cookie, takes Roman hand And spits the chewed cookie in it*" "Remus, NO, EWWW"

How do the others react to this, well......

Patton is very worried. He thinks Remus will contaminate Roman ideas.

Logan believes that this is progress for Thomas, and hopes that both creative sides will reach its optimal performance.

Thomas is clearly confused and a little scared at first. But after seeing both creative sides together he knows there is nothing to fear.

Virgil, he is not okay. He knows how dangerous the dark sides are, but it actually looks like it's a good thing being together.

Which it does...

Roman now has someone whose helping him approach heavy subjects and raise the rating to PG

And Remus drives Thomas crazy with wild thoughts but they are also less creepy and gory

#thomas sanders #remus sanders #sanders sides #roman sanders #virgil sanders #logan sanders #patton sanders #headcanon #twins shenanigans

[jamesmydeer]

could you do headcanons for someone from the royal family getting into Hogwarts? maybe an x sirius? I’m excited to read your writing. thanks love xoxo

thank you so much for requesting! i really like this request; the royal family is my favorite family.

masterlist

Sirius x Royal! Reader

- when you turned 11 and found out that you had magical powers, oh boy were the rest of the Windsors thrilled

- (they were not)

- there was no way for you to go to Hogwarts, as the public would easily be able to spot a lie if you were said to be attending a different boarding school

- so, you have a private tutor teach you magic from the confinements of buckingham palace

- when you turn 16 however, you are told that you will be able to attend Hogwarts for the rest of your wizarding education

—————————————————————

- sirius and james are eating breakfast with fleamont and euphemia one morning

- fleamont is talking some quidditch nonsense with the boys™️ when all of the sudden euphemia looks up from the daily prophet and gasps

- “princess y/n is attending Hogwarts this year”

- james is unphazed

- “s’just a bird”

- sirius had absolutely no idea that you existed

- “what do you mean England’s a constitutional monarchy?”

- once sirius is filled in on the history of the country in which he lives, he cares about as much as James

- “probably gonna be a bore anyway. bet she’s stuck up”

- oh boy was he wrong

—————————————————————

- your first week of school goes as expected

- you’re sorted with the first years, and when your name is called out every head turns

- you quickly come to the conclusion that maybe big girl school isn’t for you, if these are the looks you’re going to get

- your fist week of school the students bow and curtsy at you and call you your royal heighness princess y/n, to which you shut down very quickly

- “it’s just y/n, mclaggen”

- the marauders get a real kick out of everyone bowing to you

- “prongs, what is so special about the royal family anyway?”

- “they assist in ruling the country, you twat”

- james has a real way with words.

—————————————————————

- one day, after a full moon, remus is not in charms, which leaves one of the marauders to sit by themselves

- Peter quickly plops down next to James, causing Sirius to flip him off and sit in the desk behind them

- you walk in and scan the room for a seat

- the only one is next to the handsome boy with long black hair who doesn’t seem to like you

- you say a quick prayer and walk over to him

- “is this seat taken”

- “why, of course not your grace” he says in a mock posh accent

- he makes a show of standing up and pulling out the chair for you

- you quickly avert your eyes and walk to the back of the class, sitting in the wobbly desk in the corner

- and sirius is low key hurt?

- did you not want to sit next to him??

- maybe you were stuck up after all

—————————————————————

- when he gets back to the dorm, he tells remus what happened

- and immediately gets hit upside the head

- “you know you’re really daft, right?”

- the next time he sees you, he musters up the courage to apologize to you

- he doesn’t know why he’s so nervous

- yet ;)

- you smile at him and oh boy

- his heart is spassing

- cause you’re really pretty, and you get little crows feet when you smile, and you smell really nice and

- sirius likes you

- sirius likes you

- “oh merlin prongs, what do I do?”

- “why would you ask him”

- “come off it will you, pete?”

—————————————————————

- he asks you to hogsmeade the very next day

- because he is an impacient boi

- and of course you say yes

- cause he’s pretty, and his hair looks really good in the sun; you bet his hair is so sawft

- and of course you have a great time

now onto the actual dating part

- this boy is sosososo in love

- because he’s dating a literal angel

- you’re so smart, and you always use your manners, and you’re so loving

- you’re exactly what sirius needs to balance out his crazy

- he treats you like a gentleman 25/8

- he carries your books for you everywhere he goes

- you have arithmency and he has divination?

- he’ll just be a little late

- “wouldnt want your arms getting tired love”

- he calls you love A LOT

- and darling and angel and baby and kitten

- he called you princess one time

- never again

- the marauders are a little intimidated by you

- i mean you’re literally in line to run a country

- james still doesn’t really care who you are, you like quidditch and help him with lily. that’s all that matters

- remus was the most familiar with you, so he was a little starstruck when sirius introduced you

- but you started talking about to kill a mockingbird and would you look at that your best friend is remus lupin

- you laugh at all of peter’s jokes? even though they’re not funny? and he thanks you for that.

- when you hang out with his friends, sirius’s heart SWELLS

- he just really loves you so so much

- and as much as you hate it, you’re his princess

- he will never say yes to meeting your family though

- not that you blame him

#sirius black #sirius black imagine #sirius black x reader #sirius black hc #jamesmydeer #the royal family #the marauders #marauders hc #harry potter

[chierafied]

Oh my gosh! I just saw you are accepting prompts :) this totally made my day :) I am currently planning my wedding so I am pretty much watching and reading everything which includes weddings so I have been watching Don’t tell the bride and it would be cool if you could write a fic where James and Sirius are planning James and Lily’s wedding and of course the chaos is inevitable :) With love, Ellie Sofia

Thanks so much, love, for this prompt! :) I decided to leave out much of the drama there often is on the show since I wanted something more lighthearted. ♥

I’m so so sorry you’ve had to wait for so long!! I hope you enjoy this and I really hope your own wedding planning went (is going?) smoothly! ♥♥

This is unapologetic fluff because that’s how I roll, jilytober or not!

Don’t Tell the Bride

“It wasn’t love at first sight,” Lily told the camera, a wry smile curving her lips.

“It was for me,” James countered, squeezing her hand.

The TV camera zoomed in on their entwined hands, resting on James’ thigh, focusing on the glimmering engagement ring on Lily’s finger.

“Then again,” James continued, “we met in secondary school and back then I was the biggest prat while Lily was the angel she’s always been, so I can’t really blame her for taking her time.”

“Well, he grew up in the end,” Lily said, flashing a quick smile to her fiancé. “And turned out to be a decent bloke.”

“’Decent’ she says!” James exclaimed, his hazel eyes twinkling with laughter.

“With a great sense of humour. I think that’s one of the things that finally won me over,” Lily said.

“I’m a bit nervous, honestly. It’s gonna be an interesting three weeks,” James told the camera.

“I’m not sure there even needs to be a wedding at this point,” Lily said, her voice wry. “The fact that I’ve agreed to this madness should be enough of a proof of my undying love. After this, marriage will be just a minor formality.”

“Oh, there will be a wedding!” James said. “I just hope it will be one that Lily will enjoy.”

“I hope so too because I’d hate to divorce you,” Lily replied.

The two of them looked at each other and burst into a laughter so warm and contagious that the TV crew behind the camera had to bite their lips not to join in.

James watched Lily drive off. His shoulders were drooping, his hand jumping restlessly to comb through his hair.

“I hate this already,” he muttered, going back into the house and paying no attention to the camera following his steps, the microphone hovering above his head.

He slumped onto the drawing room sofa. It felt sadly empty now that Lily was gone.

“It’s gonna be hard not to have any contact with her for three weeks, I can already tell,” he said softly. “I already want to text her.”

James heaved a sigh and then reached for his phone and hit the speed dial.

“Hey mate,” he said as soon as Sirius picked up. “It’s show time! Get Remus and get your arses here so we can start to plan this thing.”

“James knows me,” Lily breathed, though whether trying to reassure herself or the imagined audience she wasn’t sure. 

“We’ve known each other forever, since from when we were teenagers, really. So he knows what I like. At least, he should know… And I trust him, I do. Otherwise, I would’ve never agreed to this.” 

She slanted the camera a quick glance. 

“Honestly, my biggest worry is Sirius. Or rather the influence he will have on James. Individually, they are lovely, brilliant men. Together, they’re a disaster waiting to happen. I can only hope they’ve got Remus on board so there will be at least one voice of reason in the mix. Though knowing them they’ll be deaf and blind to any reason.” 

Lily sighed and rubbed her face. 

“This was such a bad idea,” she muttered to herself, pointedly ignoring the camera focused on her.

“So, do you have any ideas?” Sirius asked, lounging on an armchair in Lily’s and James’ drawing room.

“Nothing much yet,” James admitted, running his hand through his hair. “But I think it’d be cool to have the wedding in Scotland.”

Remus folded his arms across his chest. “Like Gretna Green?”

“Ugh, god no,” Sirius cut in. “Don’t be a cliché, James.”

James rolled his eyes. “No, not Gretna Green. It has to be something better. Bigger. More romantic. Magical.”

“Don’t go too big, I don’t think Lily would want a big wedding,” Remus said.

“Yeah, she wouldn’t,” James agreed.

“Magical, eh?” Sirius frowned. “What about a castle?”

“Can you have a wedding at a castle?” Remus asked.

“Sure, why couldn’t you?” Sirius shrugged.

James reached for his laptop and made a quick google search.

“Looks like there’s plenty of castles to choose from. Look.”

He turned the laptop screen to show it to Sirius and Remus.

The TV camera zoomed in on the screen and the listing of Scottish castles on display.

Sirius whistled.

Remus was already rolling up his sleeves. “If we’re gonna do this we need to make a list of the ones we like the best and then start to ring through all these places to see if they’re available.”

James slanted a glance at the TV camera. “See, this is why Remus is here. Sirius and me, we’d never even think of making a list.”

“Blergh, lists.” Sirius made a face. Soon enough, though, he perked up. “Hey, if the wedding’s in Scotland, does that mean I get to wear a kilt?”

Remus and James shared a look and spoke at the same time. “No.”

Sirius pouted. “Why not?”

“Because I really don’t need you trying to steal the show, Sirius,” James joked.

“Fair point,” Sirius admitted. “If I got to show off my amazing legs nobody would care about the bride and groom.”

Remus snorted and James burst into laughter.

“I don’t want this to be my day to be a princess,” Lily told Mary and Marlene, trying not to feel self-conscious about the camera. “I just want something small and warm and intimate. Something romantic with friends and family there to witness it. Nothing crazy. The simpler the better.”

“Well with James and Sirius working on this, I think simple is out of the window,” Marlene said, patting Lily’s shoulder.

Lily grimaced. “I know, that’s what worries me. They will have all the best intentions but they will do something way over the top and I’ll find myself bungee-jumping in a big silly poofy dress or something.”

“I’m not sure they’d go quite that far,” Mary said, trying to placate Lily. “But you should try to keep an open mind.”

“You’re right.” Lily sighed. “I’m trying to remind myself that what matters most is having our friends and family there to see James and me celebrating our love.”

“And to have an open bar,” Marlene quipped.

Lily laughed. “That too. Family, friends and fun. And love and trust. They should be enough.”

And Lily really hoped it woud be, although worry was growing inside of her, gnawing her gut.

“An actual castle!” James turned to grin at the camera. “This is gonna be brilliant.”

“There were so many castles to choose from,” Sirius remarked, “so of course James is gonna go and pick the one that’s furthest away from any civilisation.”

“It is very picturesque though,” Remus pointed out. “Overlooking the water and all.”

“Yeah,” James agreed, full of enthusiasm. “And look at this entrance! I mean it almost makes you want to have the wedding out here!”

“Go for it,” Sirius said, gesturing at the entrance. “Plenty of room here. You’d have the castle in the background. As long as the weather holds out it would work.”

Light sparked in James’ eyes. “Yeah, that’s a great idea. Let’s go in and have a chat with the events coordinator.”

The men walked into the castle, the TV crew trailing after their steps.  

“My mum was always planning parties for this charity or that,” James commented, double checking the guest list before stuffing another wedding invitation into an envelope. “I should’ve been paying more attention.”

“I know, mate,” Sirius replied with a groan. “This is so much work. I think Lily’s the one who’s better off after all.”

“I bet Lily would disagree,” Remus said distractedly, frowning at the laptop screen.

“Well my wrist is starting to hurt from writing down all these addresses so I still stay Lily’s better off,” Sirius grumbled.

James chuckled and Remus rolled his eyes.

Sirius looked down at the stack of invitations. “You know we could just… lose Petunia’s invitation. Or forget about it. Accidents happen right and what do three blokes know about organising a wedding? Mistakes are bound to be made.”

“That’s very tempting,” James said, his lips twitching into a smile. “And I’m sure Lily wouldn’t mind the least. But I don’t want to upset Mrs Evans.”

“Keeping peace with the in-laws,” Sirius snorted. “Smart move, Potter.”

James grinned. “Well, one of us has to be smart, eh? Speaking of, how’s the budget looking, Remus?”

Remus stopped staring at the spreadsheet and rubbed his eyes. “We’re doing all right so far. The expenses are racking up pretty quickly though and I’m worried we might have forgotten something.”

“How? We have a checklist and everything, thanks to you,” Sirius retorted.

“Because there are a ton of details that go into a big event like this,” Remus replied curtly.

“We have the cake. We have food and booze. We have guests.” Sirius waved an invitation. “We have a Scottish castle. I mean what more do we need?”

“Oh, nothing important. Just things like the flowers, the decorations, dresses for Lily and the bridesmaids and suits for the three of us. Transportation to Scotland might come in handy as well as accommodations there before the big day. Then we’ll need a photographer –“

“Ok fine I get it,” Sirius cut in. “Don’t be a twat.”

“Settle down, guys,” James said. “And don’t worry. There’s a lot to be done but we can do it.”

“I have to say that I’m impressed by you, James. I thought you’d be freaking out and bending over backwards to make everything perfect for Lily,” Remus said.

James ran his hand through his hair. “I do want the day to be special, for her. But honestly, I don’t care if it’s perfect – right not my bar is set very low. I miss Lily so much I’m going bonkers so as long as she’s gonna be there in a white dress and says I do I’m gonna be the happiest man on Earth.”

“You two are disgusting and deserve each other,” Sirius declared, a huge grin on his face. He clapped James on the shoulder. “Don’t worry, mate. We’ll make it special for the two of you.”

“Do you already know what you’re looking for?” Marlene asked, holding open the door for the bridal boutique so that the rest of their party – Mary, Lily and Lily’s mother – could walk in.

���I’ll know it when I see it,” Lily answered, “but I know what types of dresses I prefer.”

The sales attendant hurried to meet them, acting graciously professional despite the cumbersome TV crew that was tagging along with the four women.

“Something simple. Classic and elegant with a sleek silhouette,” Lily explained to the sales attendant, who smiled politely and promptly steered her towards a rack and started pointing out options.

Lily bit down her lip and tried not to glare at the cameras.

She thought this section of the show was cheap and cruel – letting the bride try on her dream dress to drum up drama for the moment when the hapless groom would inevitably get it wrong. Or just to make her nervous about the potential disaster.

As if she wasn’t nervous enough already, being so toally out of the loop.

“Do you think James is going to be able to pick a dress that you like?” Mary asked, as if on cue.

“I think James is going to pick a dress he thinks I’d like. Most probably he’s going to pick something he thinks I’d look good in.”

“James is sweet,” Lily’s mother chimed in. “I think he’s going to pick well.”

“And anyway the groom’s reaction to the dress is the most important thing, right?” Marlene added. “You’ll wanna wear a dress that makes his eyes pop and jaw drop and if he’s gonna be the one choosing and picks something he thinks would look good on you? You’re all set.”

“That’s true,” Lily said, her shoulders slumping a little as a tension she hadn’t even realised she’d been carrying eased away. 

The not knowing really was the worst. 

But now, at last, the corners of her lips quirked up in a grin. “So, would you ladies want to see me try on some dresses?”

The answer from her bridal party was an unequivocal yes.

“This is a first,” James joked, standing in the dress shop and trying his best not to feel overwhelmed.

“You have Lily’s sizes?” Remus asked, obviously uncomfortable as he looked around the store.

“Yeah. I think they can get it fitted though. Right?” he asked the saleswoman waiting on them with thinly veiled amusement.

“Of course,” she reassured them.

James felt a wave of relief. Until the saleswoman smiled and asked: “What kind of dress are you looking for?”

James had honestly no idea and when he admitted that, his eyes started glazing over when the saleswoman started to talk through styles and colours – which didn’t make any sense anyway because the dresses were just all looking white to him.

“I really need to get this right,” James fretted, pulling at his hair.

“How about you just tell me about the bride,” the saleswoman said, smiling patiently at them. “And I’ll come up with some options to show you.”

“Yeah, brilliant, we’ll do that,” James said. “Umm, Lily has green eyes. Really stunning. And her hair’s beautiful; long and red –“

“Dark red,” Sirius specified. “She also has a fair complexion and a kind of slender-looking pear-shape body type.”

James raised his eyebrow at Sirius but held his tongue.

“All right, that helps,” the saleswoman nodded. “What else?”

“She’s amazing,” James said. “Brilliant. Very smart. Very focused. But she’s also really funny. Has a great sense of humour.”

“She has a bit of a temper,” Remus said. “But she’s also one of the kindest people I know.”

“She’s outspoken and stubborn. She knows what she wants and isn’t afraid to go after it,” Sirius added. “And she’s a very warm person.”

“Great. We’ll keep all that in mind and have a look at the dresses, all right?” the saleswoman said.

James nodded and meekly followed after her.

After a while, the options started to blur. James was all but ready to take a break.

“Let me know if you need me to model any of these for you, mate,” Sirius called, trying to lighten up the mood.

The corners of James’ lips twitched. “Well since you volunteered…”

“This one is very classic,” the saleswoman said, pulling out yet another dress.

And this time, James could see it. He could picture Lily in that dress, clear as a day.

Before he had time to succumb to hesitation and second-guessing, he followed his gut.

“We’re taking this one.”

James had never been this stressed about anything in his life. His head felt ready to implode and his spirits had been down all week because not having Lily around was bloody awful. He was starting to resent the cameras, always butting in on everything.

“And what about the place cards?” he asked Remus.

Details like party favours or table settings or seating charts or place cards would’ve never even crossed James’ mind – or Sirius’, for that matter. 

Thank god they had Remus.

“I just rang the printing place and put in the order. The place cards should be ready to be picked up on Friday.

Sirius perked up. “Friday is the day! We are going to party like no tomorrow. It’ll be the best stag night ever!”

James laughed, feeling quite ready to knock back a couple of pints and let out some steam.

Until a horrible thought struck him.

“What about the hen night? Have we made any arrangements for the hen night?”

“Shit, I knew we were forgetting something,” Remus cursed.

James shot up from his chair. “Did we forget about the bloody hen night?”

“Well we need to come up with something and fast,” Sirius pointed out less than helpfully. “We only have two days till Friday.”

Remus said a few choice words that would have to be bleeped out in post-production.

James was pacing now, as if that would help him to outrun the panic.

“She wouldn’t want anything too rowdy,” he said, rubbing his temples.

“Right,” Remus agreed.

“It has to be something fun for her. I want her to let her hair down,” James continued.

“If you want her to be pampered just book a spa,” Sirius muttered.

James latched onto the idea with the desperation of a drowning man. “Spa day! That’s a thing, right?”

Remus’ fingers danced over the keyboard of his laptop as he did a quick google search.

“It is very much a thing,” he replied. “This one has a champagne lunch spa day for about a hundred quid per person.”

“Ring them,” James ordered Sirius. “See if they’re available.”

“On it.”

“Can we afford it?” James asked, turning to Remus who in turn started to consult his trusty spreadsheet.

“We might have to shift things around a bit. Maybe cancel the place card order and do them ourselves by hand. I think we could spare enough for five or six people.”

Sirius, still on the phone, gave James the thumbs up.

“Then we’ll do that,” James said, collapsing back into his chair. He turned to Sirius. “Book it for a party of six.”

Lily hadn’t been sure of the dress at first, but once she’d actually seen herself in the mirror, wearing it, she’d fallen in love with it. 

She, Marlene and Mary had been shaking their heads and rolling their eyes over James’ poor choice of footwear, however.

The shoes were pretty but the heels were far from comfortable and her toes were already feeling pinched.

But even that didn’t bother her, because this was her wedding day.

She had been nervous and giddy and worried and impatient when they’d got into the car back at the hotel.

Now, standing on the road leading up to an actual Scottish castle on a sunny June afternoon she mostly just felt surreal.

She couldn’t believe this was happening.

After three weeks of separation and mounting stress, they were finally here.

About to get married.

And from what she could see, everything looked amazing. She couldn’t be more proud of James.

The music – provided by an actual string duo – started up. The guests turned as one to look at Lily, who’d just arrived at the end of the aisle and looped her arm securely around her father’s.

Lily’s heart leapt in her chest as she looked across the cobbled yard to see James standing there, waiting for her near the front steps of a centuries-old castle, looking absolutely dashing in his tux.

Then he lifted his glasses to rub at his eyes and Lily guessed he was tearing up.

Lily squeezed her dad’s arm, smiled brilliantly at her waiting husband-to-be and started down the aisle, alight with happiness.  

#fanfiction #jily #jily fanfiction #chie writes #fic: JL #RR: JL

[snapessecretdiary]

Masterplan II

A/N: soo because some People (it´s been only two haha) asked if there was a part two to Masterplan, I´ve gotta tell you: THERE IS. The thing is, I thought about making this a series, but as I couldn´t make up a proper idea on how to continue this, I better leave it as a two part story. Also, I´ve got no idea if this might is a bit too cheesy or too out of character, but I hadn´t had a plot in my head, I just scribbled something down and this is the result. Enjoy nontheless!

After that mistletoe-incident, things between Severus and you had turned radically. Just not the way you two secretly wanted it to.

Instead of getting a little closer to one another, the tension between you two only became more heavy and everything else was just.. awkward.

When at the beginning you were thanking Merlin for no student or teacher to see what had happened, you soon learned that it wouldn´t really make a difference if they had, because of two very talkative collegues.

You would have trusted Albus Dumbledore with your life, yet not even this kind of secret was safe with him. To say you were dissapointed was quite an understatement. Not only were you not closer to the man you loved and kissed, but also everyone knew and everyone talked about it. Even Filch. You had heard him talk to Mrs. Norris about it once.

And hell, that was embarrassing.

While some of your students kept the respect they had for you and acted as if you hadn´t just kissed the most feared teacher of Hogwarts, the rest of them shot glares in your direction.

That wasn´t exactly how you wanted things to turn. Severus wasn´t even talking to you anymore, not the slightest word left his mouth when he knew you were anywhere near. And somehow he seemed to sense your presence because he would go quite whenever you were at the other end of the hallway.

Unbeknown to you, Severus was dealing with the hardest crisis he ever had with himself.

Because damn- he would never in a million years admit that he actually felt something when your lips were pressed to his. And sometimes, Severus found himself imagining that it would happen again, just to soon come back to the fact, that you weren´t exactly kissing him because you wanted it. No- he knew you were being forced, because otherwise neither of you could have escaped the situation.

Yet his mind kept wandering, making up scenarios he knew would never happen. Just as you coming down to his classroom in the dungeons. Walking towards his desk with your grazile movements, elegant as ever and asking him about a potion. And while he would explain he would see your lips twitch to a warm smile, your [E/C] eyes lighting up and laughing that angelic laugh. And he would ask you why you would laugh and you would explain that there was nothing on this earth you loved more than him talking about something he was passionate about, which were only two things: Potions and you.

Meanwhile you couldn´t help but imagining the Potions Master and you walking side by side on your way to Hogsmeade. You would sit near the roaring fire in The Three Broomsticks, both enjoying a cup of butterbeer and each others company. Then you would walk back to the castle together and Severus wouldn´t leave your side until you were reaching the door to your private quarters. That´s where you would ask him to come in for a tea, which he would decline, knowing that it already was late and he still got some work to do. So you would get a little closer to him and get up on your tip toes. Once your face was close enough to his, he would smile one of his rare smiles and seal your lips with his in a tender, almost careful kiss that, might not have been passionate, yet it was filled with so much emotion that you would want to stay that way forever. But far too soon the moment ended and far to soon, you were pulled back to reality, when someone waved a hand infront of your face.

„You´re even listening to me?“ a male voice asked. You knew where both the hand and the voice belonged to, so you shook your head slightly, trying to get that dizzy feeling out of it, but failing, and turned around to find your best friend standing infront of you.

„You seem distracted.“ Remus stated. „Do you think about what I´d bet you think about?“

You looked at him while he sat down on the sofa that was placed in the middle of your room, but staying silent for a while until rolling your eyes.

Sighing, you said: „You´re my best friend so there´s no point in lying to you, add the fact that you´d find out sooner the later. But yes I´m thinking about what you think I´m thinking about.“

Slumping down next to where he sat, you let our a slight groan and extended your neck, placing your head on the armrest and your feet in his lap.

„You want me to give you an advice?“ he asked.

„You´re saying it no matter what my answer will be, so just do it Remus. Tell me what I should do to solve this problem.“

He chuckled lightly and answered: „You should stop thinking.“

Lifting your head you looked at him.

„Stop.. thinking?

„About him, I mean.“ Lupin said and shifted, moving you legs along so that he was a bit closer to you. His bright eyes searching yours.

He saw your quized expression and started to explain what he meant with his last words.

„You´re thinking about him far too much. Whenever I tell you something you´re not listening because your too deep in your head, thinking about scenarios and things that may or may not will happen. But that´s the thing [Y/N/N]. They won´t ever happen if you don´t do anything about making them happen. So my advise is: Stop thinking and start acting. I know you´re secretly hoping that Severus will make the first move, but I know him and I´m telling you that he won´t do anything if you aren´t showing him that you want him to. So do something. Talk to him, about anything. Try to get in touch with him.“

„Why do you even give me advise about a man you don´t even like?“ you mumbled, getting up to rest you weight on your ellbows.

Remus breathed out loudly and looked down, starting to draw small circles on your knee.

„Severus and I might not be the best of friends, but at least we´re respecting one another. But the point is: You are my best friend [Y/N]. You are the closest to family I have and all I want for my family is to be happy. And when it´s Severus who´ll make you happy, then that´s what it is like. I have to accept it and I will because I know how much he means to you.“

Getting up into a sitting position, you curled your arms around his shoulders. „Thank you Remus. For everything.“

He too put his arms around you and hugged you tightly.

„Go. Talk to him.“

And so you did.

You knew Remus was right. Nothing would ever happen if you wouldn´t go for it.

So you went down to the dungeons, knowing that he would be here on this time of the day.

You knocked on the door, patiently waiting until you heard his voice allowing you entrance.

And there he was, sitting on his desk, his jet black hair framing his face, the dark brown eyes looking straight into yours. You could feel yourself melting. This eyes, they were like galaxies and you wanted nothing more than to get lost in them.

„What is it that you want Ms. [Y/L/N]?“

You couldn´t help but smile. Even when being alone, Severus still tried to keep things professional, always acting as if nothing did bother him. Yet you know that this wasn´t the truth.

„I want to talk to you Severus.“ Oh how much you loved to say his name out loud and Severus too felt a shiver run down his spine for hearing his own name leaving your lips.

„About work?“

„About us.“

Quirking an eyebrow, he tilted his head, his eyes never leaving yours.

„What is there to talk about?“ he asked. The curiousness of what might follow was audible in his voice.

Smiling to yourself you got yourself to walk closer to him, sitting down on the chair opposite to his.

„The mistletoe. The things that followed. Everything that was before. There truly is so much to talk about..“ your thoughts drifted away once more, thinking about all the things you wanted to tell him, all the feelings you had to express in words, when you weren´t even sure if that was possible.

„But let´s just make it short. I like you. Like a lot. And althrough it didn´t seem like that sometimes I somehow think that you like me too. If that isn´t what it is like, then all you have to do is to say something. Then I´ll get up, leave your room and I won´t bother you again. I just want to know if I´m the only one having the urgent wish to find a mistle toe anywhere in this room and you being the only one who can help me get out of it´s curse.“

Severus stared at you balantly, obviously trying to make up some sly remark. But he failed miserably. It wasn´t his nature to speak about the feelings that he harboured deep within him. He wasn´t willing to let anyone get that close to him. He was afraid to anyone taking his feelings as his weakness, using them against him. But he wanted this to be working. Severus loved you, deeply, wholeheartly, truly. And for once in his life, the one person he loved, seemed to actually love him back. He wouldn´t let this slip.

But he didn´t answer, not even allowing the tinniest of sound to leave his mouth.

Shutting the book infront of him and he started to work on someting else.

He could feel your composture shift, you were clearly uncomfortable. You had just opened your heart for someone to read like an open book and for you it was obviously that your feelings were unrequited. Severus didn´t love you, yet that didn´t stop you from loving him. It would never.

Getting up slowly, you heard the chair scratch over the stone floor. Feeling as if someone had just ripped your heart out of your living body, you were about to leave when in his door, you heard him call your name.

„I don´t think that you can move much farther.“ Severus said, making you look at him completelly puzzled. He just made a movement with his head that told you to look up. So you did and right above you a small, green mistletoe was about to grow, getting bigger with each second that passed.

You looked back at Severus, who now had gotten to his feet, making his way towards you.

There he was, your rescuer, your night in shining armor. The man you desired the most and the one you would love till the end of your days.

Maybe Muggle traditions weren´t so bad after all.

Severus Snape deserves all the love in the world!

#severus snape x reader #masterplan #masterplan II #severus snape imagine #severus snape one shot #Professor snape x reader #Professor snape one shot #Alan rickman x reader #remus lupin x reader #david thewlis #Harry potter #i honestly can´t wait for Christmas to come

[childoftimeandmagic]

Trust One Another

AUGUST JILY CHALLENGE | @childoftimeandmagic vs @elanev91       ��     first wizarding war + James and Lily find themselves relegated to                                                          mundane chores around the safe house until they                                                  can stand each other enough to not compromise a                                                mission by calling each other “giant ninnies” or                                                      "arrogant pillocks"

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                                         August 29th, 1979

“That’s it I’m done with these two, Albus they can’t go on another mission together!” Mad-Eyes voice was ringing through the hall. He was also holding his left arm which was bleeding heavily, most likely the result of a hex from their last outing.

               “Alastor calm down, I’ll handle it. Poppy is working with Mrs. Prewett in the kitchen, go on and get patched up,” Dumbledore spoke his voice quiet and his face smooth as glass. The only way you could tell that he was intrigued was the slight lift of his mouth on the left side, like he was trying not to smile or something. Grumbling Moody walked past him blood dripping on the floor as he moved through the house. “Miss Evans would you like to explain what happened to Mr. Moody tonight?”

               “Apologies Headmaster, Potter started it. He got all bloody noble and tried to protect me from the death eaters.” She pushed a strand behind her ear looking at their former headmaster.

               “Excuse me for wanting to protect you considering you’re my girlfriend,” he grumbled crossing his arms looking at their headmaster annoyed.

               “Right well then, I’m not your girlfriend problem solved. Just a regular woman who can fight her own battles, you’re a nimrod,” she snarled at him before turning to their old headmaster.

               “I think I see the problem here, Lily you don’t value James’ efforts to protect you, and James you don’t believe that Lily can handle herself.” Albus was stroking his beard trying to decide a way to solve this problem. He couldn’t reassign them considering that the other teams were working well and it wouldn’t be fair to those teams to be broken apart because of a this rather silly issue. “Ah I have an idea, we have a safe house in Blackpool that we need maintained in case of emergencies, I am asking you two to maintain it and hopefully work on this issue together. You can leave in the morning after collecting your things.”

               Not one to wait to see that he was being listened to Dumbledore walked into the study of the Prewett home to work with McGonagall and some other adults on battle strategies. Lily looked at James who was looking like he’d been punched in the gut. Sighing she walked past him and up the stairs to her room. Packing her things, she thought over what had happened during the ambush that they’d walked into with Moody earlier that night. Lily was prideful and while she knew that James had been fair when she’d lost her wand, to prioritize her over the mission it made her furious that he had that little faith in her.

               “Heard you and Potter are getting transferred to the Blackpool safehouse in the morning,” the gentle voice of Alice Longbottom, her best friend broke through her thoughts.

               “Yeah, we messed up on this last mission with Mad-Eye so Dumbledore is sentencing us to work our shite out in a place no one can get injured if we get into an argument.

               “You know Frank and I used to have a horrible time when we were in training to be Aurors for the Ministry. We wanted to protect each other so much and in the end, we almost cost each other the job we loved.” Alice sat down on the edge of Lily’s cot and looked at her best friend.

               “I was best in our year at defensive magic, and if the ministry hadn’t enacted that ban on hiring Muggleborns for government positions I would be in Auror training right now,” Lily threw herself onto the cot next to her best friend, “it just isn’t fair that he is always trying to save me, it’s going to cost him his life one of these days.”

               “Have you talked to him about how you feel?” Alice nudged her best friend gently and looked down at the fire-head, “maybe he would understand.”

               “Maybe, anyway we’re going to have all the time in the world to talk considering we’re going to be stuck with one another in Blackpool for the foreseeable future.”

               “How the hell did you manage to leave Moody’s back uncovered during that ambush?” Sirius was looking at his best friend like he was an idiot.

               “Lily dropped her wand and I went to have her back, I didn’t know that Jackson had died, he was Mad-Eye’s partner not the two of us,” he said glaring at his best friend.

               “You know Lily has every defensive wandless spell mastered, right?” Peter asked walking in handing Remus some letters from his parents.

               “Actually, I didn’t Peter, otherwise I wouldn’t have been as frantic to protect her now would I,” James growled out glaring at his best friends. Throwing his things into his trunks he continued packing as though they weren’t there.

               “Stop giving him a tough time guys, Peter you took a hex in the leg so Mary MacDonald wouldn’t have too. Sirius, you tackled me when you thought we were being attacked and it was just fire crackers. Point being we all do stupid shite when we want to protect the people we love,” Remus spoke up looking at his three best friends who looked very sheepish.

               “We’re taking the floo at 5 am from the study, so I’m going to bed for the night lads,” James wandlessly turned out his bedside lamp and pulled the blankets over himself.

                “I hope you slept well, I’ve given Miss Evans the key to the safe house, the wards have been recharmed to allow you two to directly floo into the property,” Dumbledore said smiling at his two ex-heads as he gestured to the brick and marble fireplace. “Good luck!”

               Lily hated flooing and since they both had their apparition license she was struggling to see the reason behind this considering that floo networks were just as monitored as apparition records. While James cleared his throat, his trunk handle tightly in his hand and the floo powder in his hand he looked around the room and nodded. “Blackpool Manor!” In a flash he was gone.

               Sighing Lily shot Dumbledore her sincerest glare and copied James’ movements readying herself for the feeling of being stretched through pipes and the soot that always got in her hair. Steading herself she glared at Sirius and Alice who were both making kissy faces before shouting, “Blackpool Manor.”

               The group standing around the fireplace all looked around, before Mad-Eye cleared his throat, “Black did you get a pool going on how long it takes them to kill each other or get engaged?” He asked his one eye twinkling with untold mischief. Sirius laughed and shook his head holding out a charmed paper.

               “You’re the only one not in it yet, Dumbledore and Minny are on the engagement track, while the rest of us think James is going to be dead in a months’ time.” He handed the spelled paper to the Auror head.

               “You lot are right fools, they’ll be shagging and engaged in less than two months, well that’s my estimate,” he huffed signing his bet before handing the paper back. Laughing the group broke up to go get ready for their own missions and responsibilities.      

               Coughing James had just stepped from the fireplace when Lily landed on her feet suitcases in hand. Reaching out his hand to take on of her bags he wasn’t surprised when she waltzed past him and into the strange home. The house was decorated as though an old couple had just left in a hurry, down to the pot of tea and moldy scones on the dining table. At least James thought they were scones. Clearing his throat again he looked at the petite firebird standing by the window looking outside the living room window.

               “We should start by cleaning the house, that way it’s ready for guests and emergency stays,” she said not looking at the goofball standing by the fireplace.

               “You’re probably right Red, this place is dustier than your parents’ house,” he muttered walking around the loveseat to the door to the kitchen. “You’re going to have to go shopping the kitchen is barren.”

Lily shook her head in acknowledgement, while taking her wand from her bun and charming her suitcases to a room upstairs. Turning to the living room she started to clear the dust and the moldy plates and cups left in the dining room. She could hear things moving in the kitchen as the house started to come alive as they cleaned each room. They went about the rest of the day getting the house ready for any eventual guests they might have in the future. It was half seven when they finished and Lily was famished.

“Potter I’m going out to the chipper, would you like anything?” she called as she grabbed her wool cardigan and her tartan scarf. James leaned over the banister and blinked she looked angelic standing there looking up at him her eyebrow raised.

“Wait Evans, I’ll come with you. We should talk,” he came flying down the stairs his glasses sliding down his noes as he slipped into his jean jacket and looked at her hair a mess. Lily had to mentally pinch herself for staring at him. Pushing his glasses up his nose he looked at her confused, “What?”                

“Nothing let’s go, I’m starving,” she said opening the door and stepping out into the early fall air, holding the door for James she was itching to hold his hand.

“Did you mean it?” he started to ask looking down at her, “breaking up with me last night?”

“Can we just get our food first, I can’t talk about this on an empty stomach,” she asked throwing out her patented puppy dog pout.

“Sure, forget I brought it up,” he shoved his hands into his pant pockets and started taking the lead through Blackpool towards the direction of town. Rolling her eyes Lily had to race to catch up. Sighing she looked at him hooked her arm through his. She just winked at him and then kept pace with him through the town till they got to the chipper.

 “Alright Evans, we’re home and you’ve been dodging this question all evening,” James said taking her scarf from her as her hung up his jacket in the coat closet.

“Oh, quit being a dolt you ninny, of course we’re still dating,” she said while she wandlessly lit a fire in the fireplace.

“You sure could have fooled me last night though,” he said wrapping his arms around her waist while tugging her back towards the loveseat.

“Well you were being a shit-for-brains last night,” she murmured squirming to get out of his hold, “James I want to make tea let me up.”

“Not until we talk about the mission last night and the fact that it landed us in this safehouse,” he said his voice muffled by her hair.

“What’s to talk about you were being a massive dolt and not watching our team members remember Jackson died because you were so focused on me,” shifting around to look at him, her eyes hard and glaring at him. “We can’t be partners if you’re going to keep forgetting the mission to keep me safe.”

“Lils, you’re the love of my life,” he pulled his hands back to slide a few inches over on the loveseat, “what is so wrong about wanting to keep you safe?”

“We’re in a war James. Our lives are on the line every day and I need to know that when it comes down to it you’ll trust that I know my shit and let me protect myself,” she stood to have few inches on him.

“Lily I know you can, but I don’t want you to have too,” he said crossing his arms over his chest.

“Remember back in school when you told me that you knew there was no sense in talking me out of joining the order because you knew why I had to fight. Where did that James go?” she asked arms crossed and her voice shaking.

“That James was fucking dolt, it was before Marlene and Dearborn were murdered, we’ve lost friends in and out of the order,” he had stood himself he didn’t look angry at her though, his face was tired and stressed. “I can’t bury you Lily, I would lose my fucking mind if you died, and if that means that you’re my top priority during a mission so be it.”

She gasped as he said what she’d been thinking and then she started to laugh, she was mad because he was being reckless trying to protect her and they were doing it for the same reasons.

“Have you thought about what your death would do to me?” she asked gently placing a hand on his shoulder to try and get him to turn towards her. “I would go out of my mind if I had to bury you next to your parents at Godrics Hollow.”

               His arms wrapped around her and held her tight as he took three shaky breaths trying to keep from crying. Placing a kiss to the top of her head he chuckled himself and pulled her with him back onto the loveseat. “So what do we do?” he sounded so pitiful and terrified as though the answer generally terrified him.

               “We have each other’s back, and we trust each other to protect us without being reckless,” she said smoothing his hair and pushing his glasses up.

               “I love you Potter.”

               “Good, I love you too Evans.”

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