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Hello my fellow slytherin! Can you do a Harry potter matchup for me (doesn't really matter what era it is (preferably the golden trio era or the marauders era).

I am a slytherin, I have natural curly dirty blonde hair and sea green eyes with central heterochromia. I also have very pale skin, sadly I can never tan...i only get sunburnt. O have a very colorful family lol. My family is full of military people, along with gamblers, and my great great aunt married men and gained wealth everytime....She died rich lol. I am from the US (preferably a transfer student). I am extremely sassy and dramatic. I love antiques, I am very sarcastic with a ton of people (even teachers and such). My humor is dad jokes lol. I love animals. My favorite class wouod probably be history of magic or DADA. I would be friends with the slytherins (Regulus, Andromeda, or Draco and his crew) but I would NEVER become a death eater. I don't exactly know what level of blood purity I would be. It's probably all or nothing, so either pureblood or muggleborn. I love horror movies and ghost stuff. I've actually had a bunch of ghostly encounters (let's just say in HP I would have a gift of seeing the dead). I think it'd be cool if I was an animagus, but I don't know what animal I would be. I would probably get along really well with McGonagall. If I was in the golden trio era, I would probably be the sarcastic awkward family member with the golden trio lol.

I would love to hang out with the marauders though, they seem like such a fun group. Can you also tell me what my animagus would be and what era I would be in? Thank you so much in advance!!

Hello, again my fellow Slytherin! I have central heterochromia too, my eyes are a deep green with dark blue in the center! Also, your great aunt sounds like she was one hell of a woman, maybe I should take notes. I did get your other two messages in my inbox + I am going to add them in quotations under this.

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"I also forgot to mention in my matchup request that I am extremely gay lol"

"Pronouns are she/her"

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I ship you with......

NOW I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE THINKING, BUT! This is not up for debate. I am an absolute SUCKER for a good ole Gryffindor and Slytherin moment, + let's be honest y'all were made for one another!

To answer some of your questions;

I see you in the Marauders Era, mostly because I feel like you have the soul and heart to go along with them. (+ if I am being honest, I think you + Sirius would be the best of friends so that mainly motivated me.)

For your animagus, I picture you as an arctic fox. Elegant + sneaky, also one for being a trickster.

I also feel like because you are from America, you would be a muggleborn. However, this wouldn't be something to stop you + I feel like for sure none of the other Slytherins would challenge you.

OKAY NOW FOR THE SHIP;

You are a transfer student entering the fifth year of Marlene + the Marauders. I feel like they would all be amazed by your accent, just as we Americans are with others' accents.

HOWEVER, while Marlene thinks your accent is cool she doesn't exactly tell you. Instead, she just listens intently to you when you talk, + Marlene is not subtle she DEFINITELY stares at your lips while you talk. (Sirius notices because let's be honest he for sure plays matchmaker.)

I also feel like Marlene would notice your heterochromia right away, + it captivates her. Something so simple, but intensely interesting to her.

You obviously don't share a room with Marlene, but nonetheless, you find yourself around her more + more as your time progresses at Hogwarts. In classes, you sit together, and you accompany her during meals because let's be honest, you are equally captivated by her as much as she is by you. When you aren't with Marlene or your Slytherin friends you are with Sirius and the other Marauders.

"Hey y/l/n, if I didn't know better you were gawking at Marlene all through breakfast." Sirius would say to you when walking to class.

"Are you sure you saw that Black? Far as I could tell your eyes were glued to Lupin, hence why Minnie called on you during the lesson." You shoot back with a mischievous grin.

Along with Sirius, you also have befriended Regulus. + of course, Sirius being the mother hen he is, he has you check in on his brother for him and give him reports back. Regulus knows Sirius has you do this, but secretly he enjoys knowing his older brother cares. Marlene thinks it's cute how you play the middle woman for them both.

Okay so I totally picture you hanging out around a tree by the Black Lake studying for Transfiguration, because Minnie is your favorite professor and you love when she dotes on you, even though for this particular lesson you don't need to study. hint hint Marlene approaches you to ask for help because she has a tiny bit of trouble in Transfiguration.

"I just don't understand, how do you keep the instructions straight!" She would yell.

"Well Marls," Her eyes lock onto yours with admiration, only for yours to be filled with amusement, "Let's say I have some experience with becoming animagus." You give her a wink, and she literally doesn't stop bugging you for what you mean by that.

One night Marlene couldn't sleep so she came up to your common room to find you wide awake staring out at the black lake. (Both you + Marlene share the common room passwords with each other to make hanging out easier. (Even though you usually go to Gryffindor to hangout with her and the Marauders more often than she comes to visit you.) When Marlene sat down she told you she was having a hard time sleeping, so you offered to go on a walk with her. "Wanna see something cool?" You say to her as you reach the black lake, smiling at her with your head tilted. At that moment Marlene remember what you two were doing, she was so focused on the way your eyes glistened with mischief and the way your hair appeared almost white in the moonlight.

Not trusting her voice she nods, you turn around and transform into your Arctic Fox animagus. "Wait -- how did you-?"

Just as quick as you transformed to the fox you transformed back, walking up to her to take her hands. "I am trusting you with this Marls, now only you and Minnie know."

Ever since then it became an inside thing between the two of you, sometimes you would sneak into the Gryffindor common room + transform + sit at the end of her bed so she could pet you to fall asleep. She always made sure to wake you up before the other girls woke up to keep your rendezvous secret.

After that special moment shared between the two of you at the Black Lake something changed, something blossomed. Shared looks were longer than before, + small touches became more special + intimate. To others, they looked like small gestures, but you both knew they were more. Neither of you knew how to act upon this though.

One day in DADA, everyone was learning how to produce a Patronus charm. Obviously, you knew what yours was because of your animagus, but Marlene was so excited to see what hers would be.

"You know Marls when you cast your charm, whatever animal your Patronus takes, your soulmate will have a matching one."

No surprise, but Marlene thought of the night you showed her your animagus + how much it meant to her for you to trust her with that secret. + on her first try she cast a Corporeal Patronus. Taking the form -- of a sheer white fox.

When you two locked eyes there was so much swimming through both of your minds + so much emotion in the look you two shared. Neither of you cared that everyone was asking Marlene how she produced her Patronus, only cared about what this meant for the two of you. No words were spoken between the two of you but everything that was left unsaid was understood.

After class Marlene didn't hesitate to grab you by both of your hands + pull you aside + kiss you. It was soft + sweet just like the love she had for you. She channeled so much love and tenderness into one kiss you both were breathless when she pulled away.

"Took you long enough," You said after she pulled away, the smile + red rising to your face told her you had been waiting for this moment just as long as she was.

When you turned to look at who was staring you saw James give Sirius something while shaking his head + Sirius chuckling to himself. "One more week + I was going to have to owe James instead."

I literally enjoyed writing this so much, thank you for requesting. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed creating it for you.

#marlene mckinnon #slytherin #gryffindor #marauders fan #marauders x reader #marauders era matchup #marauders era ship

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ellecdc · 24 days

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okay so I just wanted to start by saying I love you're moonwater stories so much.

Ive been thinking about this like paring ig for a bit and your recent moonwater story when r gets home from girls night just made me think of it more so if you're interested id love for you to do it.

Basically its like poly moonwater plus Barty ive been calling it moonwaterkiller in my head (idk if its already a ship or already has a name but I haven't been able to find anything) but basically I feel like r and Barty would be like a chaotic duo and reg and rem would just be like wtf a lot idk... I just think it has some potential and I just love your writing so fucking much.

(I also just love how you write Barty)

so if you're interested I think it would be cool

much love :)

I love the way your mind works babes. thanks for your request! (it's almost two am where I am so please forgive any awkward sentences or spelling mistakes). also, if I didn't completely lose everyone with my DeathStar fics - this may very well do it. && this was written with the help of our fabulous @unstablereader

poly!moonwater x chaotic fem!reader + Barty Crouch Junior

Regulus didn’t know whether to be concerned or slightly aroused at the slightly deranged way that Remus was stalking the halls in search of you and Barty.

You and Regulus had both at one point or another been in a friends-with-benefits situation with Barty (albeit separately) during your time in school, before you and Regulus went and fell in love with a Gryffindor.

Regulus still wasn’t quite over the humiliation; both of falling in love and falling in love with a Gryffindor.

Of course, you and Regulus both stayed friends with Barty; Regulus mostly because he couldn’t shake him (ignoring the fact that Regulus really was quite fond of his maniacal friend), and you because the two of you really were sort of two sides of the same hyperactive galleon.

And though Remus (and sometimes Regulus) liked to pretend that yours and Barty’s friendship caused them grief, they couldn’t deny how much they valued Barty’s loyalty and devotion to his friends; specifically you.

Regulus’ new favourite thing was easily Remus’ new found appreciation for Barty.

Up until this point, Barty had been his notoriously flirty and salacious self when it came to the likes of Remus, who wasn’t yet accustomed to Barty’s unique…personality.

However, once Remus realised the history between his two partners and the other Slytherin boy, he quickly came to appreciate the kind of pull Barty could have on people.

So, Remus had started flirting back.

Barty hated it.

Regulus loved it.

You started keeping track of the number of times Remus reduced Barty to a blushing and stuttering mess in your notebook.

Barty hated that too.

It was nearing curfew and Remus and Regulus hadn’t seen you all afternoon.

Usually that was fine, considering you were a bit of a free spirit. What was concerning, however, was that they hadn’t seen Barty either.

Regulus watched as Remus checked the stupid map that his brother and their friends had created when his brows furrowed in confusion.

“What? Don’t tell me they’re in the middle of the Black Lake again?” Regulus asked quickly, moving to stand over Remus’ shoulder to peer at the map.

“Again?”

“Don’t ask.” Regulus muttered.

“But…doesn’t Barty not know how to swim?”

“I said don’t ask.”

Seeming to know better, Remus turned back and pointed towards the Ravenclaw common room on the map. “It says they’re up in Ravenclaw tower?”

“For fuck’s sake.” Regulus muttered, dragging a hand over his face.

“How’d two Slytherin’s manage to get into Ravenclaw tower?” Remus asked bemusedly, earning him an unimpressed glare from Regulus.

“Remus, I love you, but that was perhaps the dumbest question you’ve ever asked me.”

Remus rolled his eyes as he closed the map and tucked it back into his trunk.

“Come on, we might be able to catch up to Pandora on her way up and have her help us in.”

They had indeed caught up to Pandora, and Pandora had indeed helped them in, though it seemed to be for naught.

“I thought your stupid map said they were here.” Regulus muttered as he surveyed the common room, unable to spot a single lick of green and silver.

“It’s not stupid and they are in here.” Remus muttered back, moving to stand in the dead centre of the room.

“How do you know they’re here if you can’t see them?”

Remus glared at Regulus before looking around to ensure no one could hear them. “I can smell them.” He whispered.

Well Regulus just didn’t know what good these wolfy senses were if they were still out two Slytherin’s.

“Shit.” Regulus heard whispered suddenly as a quill fell from the air and landed beside his foot.

Remus and Regulus both looked up to see you and Barty casually lounging in the chandelier above them.

“Are you sodding kidding me!?” Regulus shouted.

“I think our cover’s been blown.” You said simply to Barty as if you didn’t have two fuming and fretting boyfriends standing nearly forty feet give or take below you.

“Pity.” Barty responded as he peered down. “This was a nice refuge.”

“How’d you even get up there?” Remus cried, pacing like he was getting ready to catch you should you fall.

“Magic.” Barty taunted from above.

“Junior, so help me gods if that witch falls I-”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, Lupin. I resent the insinuation that I would ever let anything happen to our sweet angel baby.” Barty bit back immediately.

“Okay, okay. Fair enough.” Remus acquiesced as if he were negotiating a hostage situation. “Why don’t you both just come down here, nice and slow, okay?”

Both you and Barty leaned forward to look down at the two boys, causing the chandelier to swing precariously.

“Fucking hells! Stop moving!” Remus shrieked, causing the attention of the few Ravenclaws sitting in the common room to look over.

“Such a worrier.” Barty muttered as he stood and started manoeuvring himself to the edge of the chandelier - you following him over and causing the chandelier to tip to a nearly 90 degree angle.

“I’m going to be sick, I’m actually going to throw up right here.” Regulus muttered mostly to himself whilst Remus tried to stand directly underneath you lest you need to be caught.

To Remus and Regulus’ absolute horror, Barty launched himself away from the chandelier, grabbing at the billowy banners hanging from the ceiling causing the chandelier to swing away from him like a pendulum.

“JUNIOR!” Remus shouted, causing Barty to momentarily look shamefaced as he looked below him.

As the chandelier swung towards the opposite wall, you too launched yourself at one of the billowy banners hanging from the ceiling and began monkey climbing down them.

“Can you make sure she doesn’t fall, please.” Remus barked at Regulus as he made his way towards Barty.

Barty let out a high pitched screech and began hastily making his way down the wall. “Run Treasure! Save yourself!” He shouted dramatically.

You turned quickly at that and saw Regulus making his way to you.

You let out a surprised squeak and hurried down, and before Regulus realised what you were doing, you had used your wand to open one of the windows and were shimmying out.

“Oi! What the-” but before Regulus could even shove his torso out the window, you’d managed to shift into your animagus form - a mink, which Regulus felt was very fitting considering what a sodding cheeky minx you were being right now - and began scaling your way down the side of the building.

Regulus was interrupted by the sound of a squeal - Remus’ squeal - and turned to see Remus hanging halfway out of the window in much the same fashion that Regulus had been.

Unlike Regulus, however, Remus had been successful in his capture of Barty and had him hanging from the tallest tower at Hogwarts by one of his arms.

“Junior! Are you trying to sodding kill me!?” Remus barked angrily at him, trying to pull Barty up without any help from Barty himself.

Barty looked up at Remus with all the innocence he could muster (read: none) and winked.

“Catch me if you can, Mr. Wolf.”

And Barty shrunk into his own animagus form - an osprey - and let out a cry before swooping down to pick up something that looked suspiciously like a mink from the eaves of one of the lower towers and took off towards the grounds.

“Fucking son of a bitch.” Remus cursed as he tried catching his breath, still sitting half out of the Ravenclaw window. “Why do we put up with those two?”

Regulus shrugged with all the nonchalance he could muster. “‘Cause they’re cute?”

Remus sighed and hit his head against the windowsill. “They’re so sodding lucky that they are…”

“Come on.” Regulus said, offering Remus a hand and helping him out of the window. “Unfortunately, I know exactly where they went.”

Barty loved nothing more than the feeling of his feet sinking into the sediment of the Black Lake below his feet. He also loved the feeling of being near you, his Treasure. He also loved the idea of two handsome men frantically searching for you, and him by proxy.

All this to say, Barty was having a really nice night.

“Junior!”

Barty’s face morphed into a Cheshire cat grin as he turned towards the voice of the man and his boyfriend as they stormed towards the waters edge.

“Well hello, Lupin. How nice of you to join us; care for a dip?”

“Get out of the water.” Regulus drawled in a bored tone.

“Why would I do such a thing? The water’s lovely, I’m in wonderful company, and we’re going to feed the Giant Squid.” He argued.

“Barty.” Remus barked with all the severity he could manage. “You don’t know how to swim.”

Barty scoffed indignantly. “Yeah, well…neither can Reggie!”

“That’s why I’m standing on the shore you absolute bell-end.” Regulus countered quickly.

Remus turned his furious gaze into a bemused one as he took in Regulus. “Do you really not know how to swim either?”

“None of us can!” You shouted from your disturbingly deeper place within the lake as the gentle waves nearly lapped against your skirt.

“Oh, for the love of- you know what? This summer, everyone’s getting swimming lessons.” Remus proclaimed.

“Ou, does that mean I get to see you in your swim trunks, Lupin?” Barty called.

Remus, without missing a beat, started towards Barty, walking into the lake in his shoes and all. “You could see me right now, in less, for free, Junior. You only had to ask.”

Barty let out a screech and tried running towards you, albeit in slow motion on account of the water’s resistance. “Y/N! Treasure! Help! Make him stop!”

“No can do, bubs.” You called back in monotone, still throwing chunks of bread towards the middle of the Lake in hopes of eliciting the company of one Giant Squid.

“Dove, you’re going to catch a cold; get out of the water.” Remus called to you, pants soaked up to his knees after giving up on chasing Barty in the water.

“We’re trying to make friends!” You whined.

“You cannot make friends with a squid, amour. He will eat you.” Regulus explained from the shore.

“He wouldn’t eat his friend.” You scoffed.

“Dove.” Remus barked again.

“I want to see the the big water kitty!” You whined again, turning towards the boys and offering the most pathetic pout you could muster.

Regulus scoffed from his place, still dry on the shore, Remus let out a pained sigh, and Barty all but skipped towards you.

“A valiant death it will be!” He cheered before he felt the fabric of his jumper being summoned by an accio, dragging him unceremoniously through the water towards Remus.

“No! Ah! AH! STRANGER DANGER. STRANGER DANGER!” He shrieked as Remus threw him over his shoulder.

“Okay, well, now you’re just showing off, Lupin.” He muttered, crossing his arm petulantly as Remus held his free hand out to you.

“Dove, please? Come inside with me?”

You looked distressed at this and moved obediently towards Remus. “Are you mad at me?” You asked timidly.

Barty could actually feel Remus’ body soften beneath him as he allowed some of his tension to dissipate. “Of course not, dovey. I love you.”

You leaned over and pecked a kiss to the corner of his mouth before turning into your animagus mink and swimming to the shore, crawling up Regulus’ pant leg (who admonished you in faux contempt for ruining his trousers), and allowed him to carry you back to the castle.

Barty was feeling petulant about the whole matter of being chased and chastised so decided then that he was going to force Remus to carry him all the way back to the castle in silence.

Unfortunately for Barty, he hated silence.

He was at least proud he’d made it to the dungeons before giving up on his vow of silence.

“You’re really not upset with her?” Barty asked quietly from his current prison. He could feel Remus’ head tilt in confusion, though his steps never faltered.

“Of course not?” He responded as a question.

“Hmmm.” Barty said, racking his brain for something to upset or fluster this man.

“Oh! What about me having slept with both your boyfriend and your girlfriend?”

“What about it?” Remus asked plainly.

“Well…aren’t you upset about that?”

Remus scoffed and adjusted his grip on Barty, hand’s migrating none too innocently up the back of his thighs. “Junior. The only thing I’m upset about is that you haven’t slept with all three of us. I don’t like feeling left out, you know?”

Barty made a strangled sound as he struggled in Remus’ grip to no avail, causing you and Regulus to chuckle from a few strides ahead as you all stepped into the Slytherin common room.

“We told you he was smooth, Barty.” You chuckled.

“You should hear him in bed.” Regulus taunted, reaching over to pinch Barty’s arse, causing him to yelp and start cursing at him.

Remus relented and put Barty down, who immediately made for Regulus’ throat.

“Easy, Junior.” Remus chuckled, pulling him back by the shoulder. “You wanna keep Reg around, don’t you?”

Barty harrumphed and crossed his arms indignantly.

“We’d like to keep you around.” Remus continued.

Barty grumbled again and let out a quiet. “Fine.”

Remus beamed at him, which was very alarming if you asked Barty, as they stepped into his and Regulus’ shared dorm; Rosier and Avery were already asleep in their beds with their curtains drawn.

“Yeah? You’ll let us keep you?” Remus asked.

“I said fine, Lupin.” He bit back.

“Great. So we’re in a relationship then.” He explained simply, causing Barty to level him with a severe glare. “How dare you, Lupin. Never say such vile things to me again.” He spat before storming towards the boy’s bathroom.

Regulus groaned and grabbed his own toiletries before making his way to the washroom behind him. “I’ll go make sure he doesn’t try to drown himself in the shower again.”

Remus shook his head and changed into his pyjamas before climbing into Regulus’ bed and pulling you towards him.

“So, explain this to me, Dove. Why is Barty the way he is?”

You snorted a laugh and turned to face him. “You’re going to have to be way more specific, love.”

Remus chuckled and ran his hands up and down your back. “He likes Reg. He loves you. He seems sweet on me. We invite him to be ours and he accepts - but runs when we make it mean something?”

You smiled up at your boyfriend and booped his nose with a perfectly manicured finger - which Remus found very confusing considering you spend your spare time scaling the rafters of grand ceilings and enticing Giant Squids from their hiding places. “Barty doesn’t understand, Rem. He wouldn’t know love if it punched him right in the face.”

Remus could feel his brows furrow and he pulled you in tighter to his chest. “Dove…love doesn’t punch you in the face?”

Apparently that had been the wrong thing to say as you rolled your eyes in exasperation and threw your head back onto the pillow. “You see? That’s the kind of thing someone who grew up loved would know.”

It’s not that Remus ever really forgot to worry about you per se, but he sometimes really worried about you Purebloods.

At some point in the night, you had apparently decided Remus and Regulus’ bed was too hot and moved to Barty’s. Remus would have been slightly more petulant about the matter if he hadn’t thought you looked absolutely precious with Barty resting his head on your chest.

He looked so innocent in his sleep.

Sleep clearly didn’t know him very well.

Remus was shocked when the four of you entered the Great Hall for breakfast and Barty actually followed you three to the Gryffindor table. Though Remus was trying to play it cool, he couldn’t help but feel a flutter of hope surge within him at what that might mean for the three four of you.

Remus was just about to bite into his toast when a sultry voice sounded from behind Barty.

“Hello, Bartemus.” Amelia Bones sing-songed as she trailed a finger up Barty’s arm.

His brows furrowed almost comically from above the rim of his coffee cup before he slowly lowered it and turned to consider the Hufflepuff.

“Bones. Can I help you?” He asked, punctuating the word help as he plucked her fingers from his being between his two fingers as if he’d found something really quite disgusting on his person.

“I was thinking, you could help me, perhaps tonight?”

Barty turned to look at her incredulously.

“Help with what, Amelia? I’m really quite busy.” He spat, gesturing wildly to his cup of coffee.

“An orgasm or two? Gods, you’re pissy in the mornings.”

Barty scoffed, sounding completely scandalised as he clutched at non-existent pearls adorning his neck. “I am sitting here with my beloveds, Amelia. For shame. You see this lot? I’m theirs, capiche?”

Amelia looked bemusedly at the group of you before shaking her head in confusion. “Whatever you say, Junior.”

She moseyed on away, and Barty turned back towards his cup of coffee. “The gall of some people, honestly.” He said in exasperation, downing the rest of his still hot coffee and standing unceremoniously.

“Well, I best be off. Things to fuck up, people to scare. Tah-tah.” He called, pressing a quick kiss to your hair as he left the Great Hall.

Suddenly, realisation dawned on Remus.

“Ah, I see. So no to a relationship, but he is ours.”

You and Regulus chorused a hum of acknowledgement.

“That’s just how Barty operates. You’ll get used to it.” You explained, still not looking up from the Daily Prophet you had been reading all this time.

Remus didn’t mind getting used to that; not if it meant he managed to get everything he wanted.

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