#jamesp otter imagine

[futurewriter2000]

Sweater

A/N: I actualy enjoyed reading this one but I never wanted to read it through because I’m really lazy. I know there are sentances and words I don’t like but idc. Hope you guys like it and all the love <3 (ALSO YOUNG JENSEN ACKLES AS REMUS?????? COME ON???? (he also hot now)) 

REQUEST: i'd like to request a one shot in which Sirius has a sister in ravenclaw who isn't prejudice like her family but isn't as loud mouthed accepting as her brother & they don't get along but some how she finds herself falling for her idiot brother's friend remus which she's baffled by because how could she like anyone stupid enough to tolerate her drama queen of a brother voluntarily 24/7 even if he's as smart & dreamy as remus

XX

It was as if you were strangers. It was as if all three of you were three different poles of the Earth. The youngest, Regulus, was the South pole, the oldest, Sirius, was North pole and you, the middle child, were the equator. The middle. The mediator. You weren’t as South orianted as Regulus was; always obeying, following and being the polished trophy on your parents’ shelf but you also weren’t as North as your brother Sirius- always pushing their buttons, waiting for your mother to explode and then feed on that. 

You obeyed... sometimes.

You rebelled... sometimes. 

You were neutral and sometimes that was a good thing, sometimes that was the loneliest feeling in the world. 

When Sirius was still living with you, there would be moments where your mother and father would praise Regulus and the two of you would just give each other that look- look that just tells everything and later tease little Reggie (as both of you liked to call him). But then again there would be moments where your parents would just scream and talk down on Sirius, leaving you and Regulus in an uncomfortable position. Sirius and Regulus would both be compared but you were just there. Like a void. Nobody paid attention to you, nobody acknowledged your presence. You could have murdered someone and they wouldn’t care in the world. And when Sirius left all of those moments were just giving you a lonely pit in your stomach. 

You were furious at your brother for leaving, crying, just being so aggrevated you wanted to murder him and James Potter but then you accepted it. Your brother wrote you and he kept writing you until you replied- which you eventually did, sending him a Howler. First day of school and he just burst in your comparment being annoying until you talked to him or laughed with him. He just annoyed the anger out of you. It didn’t leave, no, it was still there but it was smaller and you always goaded him with it. 

He hadn’t had much luck with Regulus. Mostly because he was a Slytherin and Sirius just couldn’t, for the love of God, deal with Slytherins, let alone be in their presence. You were a Ravenclaw, meaning you were easier to get to than your younger brother. 

You all still lived pretty divided life. You were close with both them, Sirius somehow more since Regulus despised that you and Sirius were on talking terms and he wasn’t. With months passing, he barely even talked to you. He did but it was so faint that it was worse than not talking. 

But again, you were the equator. The middle. 

“Oh how I love my little Ravenclaw sister, who has done nothing but bring me so much joy and love.” Sirius hugged you from behind, leaning his head on yours. “Beautiful, smart- just a peachy rainbow in the sky.” 

“You must be reading Poe.” you said unfazed, putting a spoonfull of mushroom-cream soup in your mouth. 

“Actually.” he breathed in a sharp breath, sitting beside you and smiling forcefully. “I’m not reading Poe and also not reading my Divination book, which has all the subjects and information for my Why do dreams affect wizards stronger than Muggles essay.” he leaned his head on the side, watching you with pleading eyes. 

“You must be keen on writing it.” you continued to play daft. 

“Funny... um...Well...I...” he tried to form a sentance. “I WAS planning on writing it, you know? For my good well-built brain but- khm.” he cleared his throat, leaning forward and looking at you with his eyes....his red, puffy eyes and you just knew.

“Oh Merlin.” you burried your head in your palms. “Again?” 

“It was one smoke, sissy.” he lied and after seeing your murderous glare, he corrected himself. “Maybe more than one. I stopped counting after one.” 

“You are an utter dumbass.” 

“Point proven on many occasions- so would you do what I ask you of??” his voice continued to get higher with each word, implying into you writing an essay for him, “Pleaseeee.” he whispered, dragging the letter ‘e’ with his breath. 

“Sirius...” you looked at him worriedly. “Why are you doing this?”

“Don’t sissy. Please.” he shook his head. “Later, please.” 

“I’ll murder you later. Why doesn’t one of your friends do it?”

“Who says they didn’t do this with me?” he forced a smile on his face again, acting so innocent but it was as looking mischief in it’s face. 

“I’ll do for you for the last time and in return we will have to talk. No outs, you have to promise me this, Sirius-” he grabbed your head by the sides and pulled it to kiss your forehead, beaming at you.

“I fooking love you, baby sis.” he jumped on his feet and started jumping away. “Love you!” 

You laughed, shaking your head at the idiot. 

“I wish he’d say that to me.” your friend said in front of you, letting you form a grimaced look on your face as she continued to look at him dreamily. “Imagine that bum-”

“oKAY!” you got up and grabbed your sweater. “I just lost my apetite. See you when you wash your brain.” you walked out of the Great Hall, grimacing at your friend back in the Great Hall and sobering up after feeling a cold breeze touching your bare arms and making you put your sweater on. 

But just as you pulled it over your head, you saw broad chest in front of you and before you could stop, it was too late- You were already in someone’s hold. 

“I’m so sorry-” you looked up to see his emerald eyes illuminating the crescent. “Remus.” you smiled and he took a step back, licking his lips and smiling back. 

He was attractive. You can give him that. He was wearing grey sweatpants, which he never wore and a red Gryffindor sweater that hung on his body just perfectly. His hair was for once messy and his eyes were not red as your brother’s but free- Yes, in one word...they were free.

“(y/n).” he said so lazily, rolling it off his tongue after letting it sit there for a taste. 

“You’re high.” you smiled cheekly and crossed your arms over your chest.

“And you’re cute.” he blurted out but continued to smile. Surprised, the smile on your cheeks disappeared and you felt an enormous amount of heat reach your cheeks. He took a step forward, stretching his long arm until his palm was against the wall. Excatly then you realized your back was against the cold white wall. “Really cute.” he continued to speak slowly, careful not to sound tongue-tied. 

“Remus- uhm.” you tried to speak but as soon as you looked up at those eyes, your stomach turned into a knot and your heart jumped to your throat. He was so attractive- his look was provocative, his smirk erroticaly dangerous. 

“Yes?” he tilted his head to the side, pretending to be confused when knowing just how much he flustered you. 

“I- I-” you stuttered as he kept coming close, his elbow resting where his palm did, his nose only a milimeter away, his breathing in sync with yours. His lips were so close to yours and they were pulling you closer- like a magnet you felt the pull on your lips and just before your upped lip could touch his, you heard a clattering sound from afar, sobering you up and making you pull away. “I gotta go.” you said, looking up at his grinning face and  slipping out of his hold. 

Your cheeks were so hot at the moment that the sweater felt like an oven.

“Wait!” you heard him shout, causing you to stop in your tracks and turn around. 

He was shirtliess. 

Why in hell was he shirtless?

“Take it.” he said, offering you his sweater. 

“Remus, I have a sweater.” you said, trying to keep your eyes away from his abs. 

How in hell can a man, who does nothing but seat behind books have such chiseled abs?

“I want you to have my sweater.” he said and at this point you could hear his words tripping over one another. 

“Why?” you asked, smiling at him- a bit confused a bit amused. 

He was close to you again, his chest against yours with only a ball of his sweater between the two of you. 

‘Merlin he smells good.’ - you heard yourself in your own head, taking a deep breath of his scent into your nostrills. 

“Because...” he looked down at his sweater, turning it in his hand. “I want you to look cute in my sweater.” 

“You want me to look cute in your sweater?” you quirked an eyebrow. 

He shook his head, narrowing his eyes and smirking again. “I want to see you in my sweater.” he said firmly and determined. 

“You’re high-” you tried to brush it off but his hand went up to your cheek, brushing away the fallen strand of your braid. You kept looking up at him with wide, innocent eyes and that just caused him to chuckle. 

“I’m high but at least I know what I want.” his voice got deep, husky and seductive. “And I’ve got my eyes on it for quite some time now.” he leaned forward. forcing the sweater in your hands and causing you to grab it with clenched fingers. “I want to see you in my sweater.” he growled, his eyes blazing into yours until he pulled away and started walking to his house, leaving you speechless and out of your mind. 

---

You got to your dorm with his sweater in your hands and mind stuck somewhere between what the fuck just happened and Remus’ abs. 

So many questions filled your head, so many pictures you have never thought until now and you were still like a boiling tomato. You walked to your bed and sat on it. His red Gryffindor sweater was in your lap and your eyes fixated on it. You got up, sat back down, got back up, looked on the sweater, thought of his abs, sat back down and laid on your back. 

“What the fuck?” you mumbled to yourself, smelling his scent come off his sweater. You turned your head to the side and saw it laying there, such an innocent object yet filled with so much... thoughts. 

Of course, you always had liked Remus since he seemed to be the most normal out of all four of them. He dated a girl or two but it never lasted. He used to be lanky boy with tidy hair, always smiling or with his nose buried in a book. He was the responsible one, he was the no trouble one- so who the hell was the person you just bumped into in the corridor because it definetly wasn’t the Remus you knew?

You kept smelling his scent- his wonderful masculine scent and it just drove you insane. You grabbed the sweater and threw it in your warderobe. 

You have to write an essay for your brother. You have to write an essay for his best best best best best friend in the world, your idiotic brother. 

---

You stood at the top of the stairs and just kept watching down. ‘What if Remus is in there? - Why should you care?- You shouldn’t. He probably does not remember. He was high on his ass.’

You took a few steps than stopped. 

‘But doesn’t he wonder why he was shirtless? - He could remember. It’s not like the cannabis plant can take away your memory. Its main psychoactive ingredient, THC, stimulates the part of your brain that responds to pleasure, like food and sex. That unleashes a chemical called dopamine, which gives you a euphoric, relaxed feeling.’ 

‘Yes. He was relaxed. He was chill. He was - fuck, he can remember. ‘

You turned around and went a step down, then stopped again. 

‘You know what? No.’ - you told yourself and turned back around. ‘I’m a chill person. I’m relaxed. I can play just as dirty as he can.’ you then turned back around went up to your dorm, took off your sweater and dragged his from your own warderobe. You put it on, letting his strong scent wash all over you and cause goosebumps to appear on your skin. Warmth washed your body like a hot shower and you felt a smile form on your lips.

Looking at the mirror and seeing your naive smile looking back at you, you sobered your infatuated expression and proudly walked to the Gryffindor tower. Your brother already sent you the password this morning so it was easy getting in. 

You didn’t even try to think, only knocked twice as you always did and barged in. 

All heads popped up and you tried to ignore all three of them, focusing on your brother and making your way towards him. 

A big bright smile appeared on his lips and he jumped off the bed. “Oh Merlin!” He kept jumping on his toes excitedly, taking the papers from your hands. “It looks so beautiful and so pure.” he kept jumping to his desk and put in in a drawer. “You deserve a hug, my dear sister.” 

“Sirius.” you put your hand up as he tried to approach you. “I will kick you if you try.” 

“Ah, come on. Sibling love.” he opened his arms again but you continued to narrow your eyes.

“I will kick you, Sirius Orion Black and you will not be able to get up.” you warned and he laughed. 

He turned to the others and pointed his finger at one of them. “She’s right. That happened already once. “ you followed the direction of his finger and locked your eyes with his emerald ones. 

Sirius voice became part of the background and all you could see was his seductive eyes, watching you with a playful curve on his lips. You crossed your arms over your chest, leaning back and raising an eyebrow, accepting his daring challange. 

He was surprised to say the least. The corner of his mouth draw closer to his cheek and a dimple formed on the side of it. He locked his fingers together and put his hands behind his head with his elbows pointing out. The hem of his shirt exposed his light skin, the biceps tensing and his shirt outlining his chest. 

You lost because you felt your whole body collapse from the sight. It was so innocent but so cruel. 

You turned your head to the side, seeing James saying something and when you unmuted the background you heard him arguing with Sirius. 

“It is unfair.”

“Life is unfair.”

“She’s a Ravenclaw and those spit on a paper and BAM! Essay!”

“She’s a gift.” Sirius turned to you with a prideful look in his eyes, smiling girlishly. 

“And you’re a pain in my arse.” you snarled, letting all four boys laugh. “You owe me, brother. “

“I really do not have talent for school but if you ever need a partner in crime, you can always give me a bell.” he winked, walking towards you and rufflinf your braid. 

“Ger’ off!” you pushed his arm away. “Twat.”

He turned his head to laugh at you but his eyes directed themselves on your sweater. He pointed his finger on it and narrowed his eyes. “That’s not my sweater.” he said seriously. “And it’s not theirs either because I wrote their initials on it with black ink.” 

You looked down on your sweater, innocently as you could.”Hmm...” you wondered. “Don’t know.” you looked up at him, smiling wickedly.

His face got extremely stern, humorless. “It’s a Gryffindor sweater, little sister.” 

“So I’ve noticed.”

“Who is it?” 

“None of your busniess.”

“None-” he scoffed. “NOne oF mY bUsinEsS.” he kept scoffing, shook and looking around. 

Your eyes glanced at Remus and he kept grinning, clearly enjoying the current scene in front of him. He winked at you, you smiled and turned back to Sirius. 

“I don’t go into your crazy business.”

“It’s different. Just tell me who it is. I won’t do-”

“Well, Sirius. You sort of left us so my business is clearly not to be shuffled by your long crooked nose especially when you get to call me only when you need something from me.” you snapped at him, leaving him speechless. “So yeah. It is none of your business.” and with that you left the dorm, feeling a pit eat your stomach. 

‘I should have just told him it was Remus’ . What could he do about it, anyway? Stop being my brother? He stopped being that the moment he decided  to leave and never come back.’

---

You felt the guilt eat you from the inside out. Of course, you and Sirius always poked each other but sometimes when he got under your skin, you spat out all the wrongs he ever done you. 

But it was true. Deep down inside you, you felt abandoned by your older brother, who has always had the need to protect both you and Regulus but he left. He left and that was selfish of him. 

“That was a bit harsh, what you said there.” someone snapped you out of your thoughts and before you could turn around, he was already next to you, smirking. 

You quirked your lip and looked down on your book. “About his long crooked nose? He’s probably looking at the mirror as we speak.” you said and he laughed beside you. 

“You know...” he put his head on his palm and smiled. “He did all morning.” he laughed and you joined him, giggling yourself and closing your book. 

“So what are you doing here?” you asked, placing your hands on the book in front. 

He looked down on them, seeing the sleeves of his sweater cover both of your palms, leaving only fingers curved in. He licked his lips, feeling such satisfaction of you in his oversized hoodie that he completely forgot on your question. 

“You know, if I didn’t clean this Gryffindor sweater, Sirius would flip out on both of us?” he said and you raised an eyebrow, amused by his sudden nervous act. 

“Why would he?” 

“Because you’re his little sister.”

“And you’re his best friend.” you said, crossing your arms and leaning on your chair. “Which I have always wondered how could someone as smart as you be with someone as idiotic as my brother?”

He mirrored your position and chuckled. “I’ve been wondering that same thing for all seven years but then again, when I look at your brother, I know that I can trust him.” he put his arms on his knees, crossing them and leaning forward to you. 

You tilted your head to the side and uncrossed your arms. “As if you have something to hide...” you narrowed your eyes, mirroring his position. “Do you, Remus John Lupin?” 

“Well, if you must know I’m a werewolf and we all go running through the woods on a full moon.” he said jokingly and you laughed. 

“Yeah right.” you leaned back. 

“It’s true. James is a stag, Peter is a mouse and Sirius is-”

“An ass.” 

“Unfortunately a dog.”

“Well, we all can’t get everything, can we?” 

“No.” he laughed, draping one hand over the chair and leaning on the side. His eyes locked on yours, digging deep inside with his green diamonds... smiling stealthily. “No, we can’t.” 

You felt bubbling in your stomach, your cheeks getting red due to his blazing gaze and your whole throat go sore. “Uhm-” you cleared your throat, looking away shly then locking back your eyes with his, this time bravely. “You still didn’t answer my question.”

“Which one?”

“What are you doing here?” 

“Oh.” he chuckled, leaning forward again so his eyes could dig into yours and his hands took a hold of your own. His fingers slid under the sleeves and his thumbs carrased the back of your hands.

You felt your fingers tangle with his long ones and the heat on your cheeks rise as he pulled you close. “So?” 

“Isn’t it obvious?” he answered, getting closer until his nose brushed against yours. 

It was.

“No.” you smirked and he raised an eyebrow. “I think I’ll need more clues.” your fingers untangled from his and your arms slid up his thighs, triggering him to crash his lips into yours and pull you into his lap. His hands went to your hips as yours went up to his hair, deepening the kiss and feeling him smile. 

You pulled away, looking at his hungry eyes. “What?”

“That a good clue for you?” he stretched a grin on his face and you rolled your eyes, unable to stop smiling. 

“That was a clue?” you teased and he chuckled.

“Not good enough?” he started to kiss your neck and you felt your head fall back. You felt your fingers cramp from tugging his shirt so strongly, barely breathing but it wasn’t until you heard something fall among the shelves that caught both of your attention. 

Both of you turned your head to the source, both dazed and confused. 

“James?” you heard Remus in front of you. 

“Moony- what the fuck?” 

“Umm...” you heard Remus humm and looking up at you.

“Don’t look at me.” you laughed and his eyes narrowed.

“Pads’ sister? Really? From all the girls, you had to chose your best friend’s sister?” James started to scold him, leaving you to hold your laugh.

“Not my fault I am irresistable.” you got up from his lap and started grabbing your books. 

“I’m telling Padfoot.” said James, making Remus stand up and point his finger at James.

“You try that and I’ll kill you.” 

“Not if Pads kills your first.” James grinned, backing away and running out of the library. 

Remus tried to go after him but you took him by the arm and pulled him back. He turned to you as if ‘what the hell are you doing?’ but honestly, you didn’t care. “Let him go.”

“I’ll be dead.” 

“James won’t say a thing.”

“You clearly don’t know James.” 

“Probably but it’s not like this should be a secret- should it be?” you asked and he smiled, wrapping his arms around you. 

“I don’t know. I kind of like this.” he said, making you relax at the sound of his sincere voice. 

“You do?” you asked, clearly doubting his words, no matter how sincere they sounded. 

“Don’t you?”

“You keep answering my questions with questions.” you stated and he laughed. 

“Well, don’t you?” 

“I do.”

“Well, then so do I.” 

“And Sirius?” 

“I think Sirius would-”

“IT WAS YOUR SWEATER!” you heard a shout from the shelves and both of your turned to see Sirius standing there with wide, shocked eyes. 

“Speaking of the Devil.” you rolled your eyes. “Guess, I really was wrong about James.”

“And I was right... clearly.”

“YOU CLEANED THE INK?!” he continued to shout, pointing his finger at Remus. “IT WAS SUPPOSED TO MAKE US MATCH!!”

“And here you were worried about him being mad about you and me snogging in the library.” you smiled, leaving Remus chuckling. 

“Wait for it.”

“AND FROM ALL THE BOYS YOU DECIDED TO TAKE MY BOY?” 

“You’re mad at me?!” you perplexed, looking at your brother with wide eyes and hearing Remus laugh beside you. 

“BLOODY HELL I AM!” he started pointing his finger at you. “And my nose is not CROOKED!” 

“I think it’s a little crooked.” you started to tease.

“If I look closely, you might be right.” Remus joined you. 

Sirius gasped and took a hold of his nose. “You both deserve each other.” he stormed out of the room, leaving both of you laughing a few moments before returning back and taking a look at the two of you, smiling kindly. “I’m happy for both of you, just so you know.” 

You smiled at your brother, feeling Remus’ hand on your back as he pulled you close and look down on you. “ I’m happy too.” 

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[futurewriter2000]

If we are not this, then what are we? - pt. 10

A/N: This one is kind of short but I like it and I especially like my Aaron Taylor-Johnson up there bc he so cute and if I get a chance to put his gif on my fic I WILL TAKE IT! I love LOVE  that man. Also, yeah... the fic is done.

XX

I guess, James didn’t think much since he found out that somebody wiped his memory. He knew he would see you quite soon because both of you, Will, Davie and Sirius were called into Slughorn’s office. He didn’t understand why Slughorn’s office since you were the only Slytherin and wasn’t even physically in a fight with the rest of four but he would be lying, if he said he wasn’t excited to see you.

Something changed in him that day. He was determined to find out what happened and blame it on the potion. He had an excuse and you couldn’t be mad at him for something somebody else has done. Right? 

He stormed into the office with a wide beam, looking around until his eyes landed on the two side-braids. “Oh, she’s wearing braids. I like her with those.” he said utterly to himself until he saw the looks of everybody else in the room. He slapped his hand over his mouth and removed it slowly. “Did I say that out loud?” he whispered meanwhile Sirius, who was standing behind him, leaned over and whispered back.

“Yes, you did, mate. Quite embarrasing.” 

James flushed red as he looked at you, whose face expression was a bit flattered but still angry. He could feel himself grin under the serious expression he was trying to show off. It wasn’t going well, since McGonagall, who was standing on next to Slughorn and Sprout, was glaring meanwhile the other two slightly smiling to themselves. 

Will was not even looking at the other two Gryffindors in the room, just staring forward with a serious expression. You were seated next to him, meanwhile Davie was on your right, glaring at the two boys who just entered the office. 

He turned his head to the professors and started. “I don’t know why we are even here, professor. Potter started it all and he said some awfully cruel things to (y/n). Will and I have only been protecting her honor. Some gentlemen Gryffindors are.” he sneered at James, shooting him knives with his furious glare. 

“Now, no need to insult the Gryffindor house, deary.” said Pomona Sprout, shaking her head lightly. “Violence is still violence.”

“I agree with professor Sprout.” said McGonagall, catching Sirius and James smug faces as they started smirking at Davie. “But I also agree with Mister Coleman.” she stared at her two Gryffindors. “I expected more honorable attitude from both of you.” 

“But professor someone drugged James!” Sirius intruded with his hoarse voice. “Somebody slid him a potion to not remember what happened at the pa-AAAARRGHGH!!” Sirius grabbed his knee and shot a glare to James, knowing exactly what he almost spat out. “Pajama party.” Sirius smiled awkwardly at the professors as they exchanged confused looks. 

Will and Davie both rolled their eyes, leaning forward and mirroring each other. “Professor, we did wrong and we accept whatever punishment you give us but I will not appologise to someone who disrespected our best friend’s name.” Will spoke calmly and soothly, painting a small simper on your lips. 

“Best friend? “ James furrowed his eyebrows, switching his gaze from you to Will. 

You haven’t looked at anybody since you have gotten here. You felt an incredible shame in your body, bringing your own house this much embarrasment. 

Slughorn could see the confliction in your eyes. He hasn’t spoken a word since you walked in,so he crossed his fingers and put his palms on the desk, smiling kindly. “Miss (Y/n).” he said and your head shot up, looking into his eyes and feeling more shame as you did. “Do you have anything to say?” he asked and you knew exactly what you had to answer to satisfy your head of the house. 

You had to prove him you were still a Slytherin. Just as always. 

“I wish this fight would never had happened over me. I did storm out of class but I was not part of it. I left because I didn’t want this fight to go any further. If Will and Davie did protect my name, then I am forever grateful for that but they did not have to do it. It was their free will, not my order- therefore I had nothing to do for the things that followed my argument with James Fleamont Potter. I had never caused any trouble before and I did never intend to or ever will. I only wish to graduate Hogwarts and be on my merry way.” you explained honestly, your heart calm and steady.  

Slughorn smiled proudly. “Alright then, go on then. You don’t deserve to be here.”

“I think that she had-”

“With all due respect professor McGonagall,” you turned as you were just about to walk out. “-however you would like to punish me, you cannot. It was not your class and I am not in your house, therefore the only people who can punish me for the things I have done, are professor Sinatra and my own Head of the House.” you nodded and left the room, hearing a small whisper as you did. 

“She’s a Slytherin alright.” you heard McGonagall but if you were honest with yourself, you smiled to it. 

Why? Because you were a Slytherin and Slytherins know how to get out of certain situations without paying the consequences. Slytherins have something other houses do not. They know the magic behind words and they know how to find resources when nobody else can. 

Being a Slytherin is so much more than being hated by other houses. 

---

You waited for the meeting to be over. You were sprawled on the couch with a book you had never gotten the time to finish. You weren’t really interested in the book, more or so into what will happen to the boys who were held up-stairs. 

“I cannot believe she gets away and I get to spend every weekend with Filch!” you heard Sirius complain an hearing the Hufflepuffs laugh. 

“Afraid of some housekeeper, Black?” Davie teased as Will beside him laugh.

“Bog off, DAviE!” Sirius mocked in return. “Bet if Remus were here, he’d know how to get us out of this mess.” he whispered to James, stopping at sudden realization. “Where is Moony anyway? And Wormy?” he started to think. “To be honest I haven’t seen them since the whole drama started.” 

“That’s because they are smarter than us.” James smiled, shoving his fist into Sirius shoulder as his eyes landed on you. “I’ll be right back.” he said to Sirius and curved his path to you. 

You could see him standing in front of you but you didn’t dare yourself to look. You were still upset from what he said to you... what he had done.

He knew that look on you. You always had it whenever he did something to you when both of you were kids. 

“It’s funny how long time ago it was and I can still know that you are angry with me.” he started, sitting on the sofa next to you as you continued to stare at the book and ignore him. “You pretend I’m not here but the laws of physics and biology prove that you can hear me with your two heathy ears and feel me when I’m sitting right next to you...” he leaned forward and started speaking more softly. “All you have to do is look at me, (y/n).” 

He spoke with the voice that sent so many emotions through your body. Your mind was blurring out the words in front, your stomach doing flops inside of you and your whole nerve-system collapsing. Your heart was crying because he triggered these emotions and these memories in you that showed you just how much you loved him. 

You looked up at him but kept your face cold. 

A corner of his mouth quirked up for a moment but since you didn’t let him see that you were not having it, he quickly hid it back. “I know you probably hate me right now.” 

“I do.” you lied but kept your voice loud and steady. 

“I know... but you have to believe me that I did not mean what I said. Not a word. It all just came out-”

“Because you were hungover from the night before?” 

“Because I was drugged!” he furrowed his eyebrows and wanted to reach out to you, yet stopped himself before he could do so. “Madam Pomfrey said that whatever memory I lost was connected strongly to my emotions and my subconscious. She said that whatever that was erased from my head, couldn’t be erased from my heart- then I got the migrane- and I know it sounds dumb and stupid but I know it in my bones that you had to do something with it. So when I asked you that day if something happened... was it true what you said? Did really nothing happen?”

You didn’t even think before you spoke. “We kissed.” you said, sitting with your feet on the ground and your book on your lap. His head shot back and his eyes spread wide. “I found you wine drunk at the lake, you appologised, told me you were deeply in love with me and then my sod of an arse allowed you to kiss me.” you spat one word after another, standing up and glaring at him. 

“Then why are you so mad?” he stood up as well, smiling as if somehting was lift off his chest.

“Because you didn’t remember and when you didn’t remember you treated me like I was some rubbish not worth a kind word.” 

“But I’m telling you that was someone-”

“Someone drugged you! I know! But that does not excuse you from what you did!?” you shouted as all of the students in the common room started to stare. “You blame it on the potion, or the drug or whoever slipped it into your stupid wine but at the end it was still you who said those words, still your thoughts, your voice, your anger, your disrespect! You embarrassed me and I put shame on my house because of you! If you think I’ll forgive you, I won’t.” 

You continued to glare at his hazel round eyes, feeling as you were about to burst inside but keeping it all bottled up with all the force you could provide. You stood your ground firm and strong. 

“But-”

“No buts, Potter. Leave.” you growled. “I want you to leave.” 

And so... with the last glance at you, shock and bewildermened, he walked past you and out of the common room... realizing that he could never find an excuse for something terribly he has done to you. 

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[futurewriter2000]

You’re a mean one - pt. 7

A/N: I know this one makes like zero sense but all at it’s time. You just have to be patient with me right now. It’s gonna get so good. 

XX

You sat on the sofa in the common room, thinking of a way to write a perfect essay for Herbology. Your eyes kept drifting into the fire, just watching the flames dance in their orange-like colour.

Until a group of boys joined you, all sitting down on the armchairs and sofas around you. One specific boy was now at your side, his arm around you and his eyes looking at you. 

“Herbology, huh?” he smiled and you turned to look at him. Your eyes widened as you saw bruises on his neck and his cheeks, You turned your whole body to him and placed your hands under his jaw.

“Oh my God! What happened?” you kept looking at the purple-blue bruises. “Did you get in a fight?” you asked an noticed just how gently he was looking at you. With eyes that you just adored and light that made an uncomfortable feeling burst inside your stomach. 

You quickly removed your hands from his cheeks and moved back.

“He did get into a fight.” Remus pointed out and leaned on his knees. “Want to know with who?” he lifted his left eyebrow and kept switching glances between you and Sirius. 

You had a hunch but you hoped it wasn’t right. “Please don’t tell me.” you looked at Remus, then turned to Sirius who kept a prideful grin on his lips. “You didn’t, Black.” you begged him with your eyes to and his smile suddenly wiped itself off. 

“He came to me.” he said. “I didn’t know the two of you told each other everything.” he looked down, disappointed. 

“We don’t.” you said. “But he has ears and eyes all over the school.” you started to raise your voice, getting furious and turning to other three. “And you guys? I don’t see any bruises on you?” 

“We weren’t there when it happened-” James tried to explain but you only furiously turned back to Sirius.

“God, Sirius!” you shouted meanwhile Sirius just listened and watched. “You’re such a dumbass!”

“Excuse me?!” 

“Exactly! Picking fights with my boyfriend?!”

“Why are you getting so bloody mad at me for? I’m the one who’s going to have blue face for a month!”

“Because-!” you stopped yourself, turning to the other boys beside you who kept listening intentively. You held your words inside, calmed yourself and grabbed your books. “Just- I need to go.” and you were gone. 

Sirius kept watching you leave, knowing exactly where you were going. He knew you. He knew you wanted to say something but couldn’t because of his friends, who were all sitting in front of him. He could see it in your eyes but he couldn’t figure out what exactly could he see. All he knew was that he was sad when he saw you leave to Abernathy.

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You walked into the Slytherin common room, getting eyed and glared at by the other students there. You ignored them and walked up to his dorm, not even bothering to knock and finding yourself in front of him, bruised. 

He wasn’t as hurt as Sirius but he still had quite a blue bruise around his left eye and cheek. He looked at you, the same prideful and triumphant grin as the boy you saw before. You simpered and made your way to him. “What the hell were you thinking?” you grabbed the ice from his nightstand and placed it on his eye. 

“You think I’m just going to let some Gryffindor take my girl right under my eyes?” he kept looking at you and smiled softly. “How did you know?”

“How did I know?” you scoffed. “The guy as might as well be a cornish pixie though you didn’t have to come for him that violently.” you put the ice down and cupped his face yet as you tried to continue what you had to say, he kissed you. 

“I know the two of you had something.” he said after he pulled away. “But so do we and I’m going to prove it to you.” 

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Sirius kept waiting for you in the common room. Even though he knew you might have stayed with Abernathy, he still hoped you would come back. He waited with his eyes on the portrait hole and much to his anticipation, you came. 

He didn’t even bother to think when he saw you, he just came running and appologising. “(y/n). I messed up. I know, I shouldn’t be picking fights with Abernathy and I shouldn’t have tested...” his voice trailed off as he saw the glistened eyes and the soaked cheeks. “What happened?” he wanted to put his hands under your cheeks but you only moved away. 

“Don’t.” you cried. “Don’t you touch me.” you said, glaring at him. “I hate you!” you continued to shout meanwhile he kept listening patiently.

“What had happened?” 

“I broke up with him!” you shouted at him. “Happy?!!” you screamed, turning him your back and holding your head. “I hate myself.” you mumbled quietly. “God, I hate myself.”

“Don’t say that.” he tried to reach you but you only moved away from him. “I said don’t touch me.” you warned him. “You ruined everything! EVERYTHING!” 

“What are-”

“I never, ever want to see your face again.” you growled, taking a step forward and pressing your index finger against his chest. “Stay away from me.” and you were off, crying and sobbing to your room and hearing him call out your name but he ruined it. He ruined everything. 

Now, you’re back at the beginning.

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