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First Time // Poly!Marauders x Fem!Reader

Summary: At the beginning, you were simply four friends but how was it that you all became more than this?

A/N: This has been requested so many times so I hope everyone enjoys the reader’s first time with the Marauders!

Tags: 18+ readers only, smut, foursome, fluff, dom/sub undertones, loss of virginity (reader’s first time), first kiss, blindfolds, intense, multiple orgasms, creampie, vaginal fingering, discussion of masturbation, wanking, anxiety, friends to lovers, praise kink, size difference, overstimulation

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The four of you were inseparable. Had been since the very first day on the train to Hogwarts. It was by sheer accident that you’d stumbled into their compartment, a nervous, quiet girl with no idea where to go and before you’d even opened your mouth to ask if you could sit with them, James was standing with his hand held out, “Hi my names James Potter, what's yours?”

From the outside, it looked like an odd friendship, having always remained the quiet student at the back of the class compared to the famous troublemakers that were: James, Sirius and Remus, they almost took you under their wing.

All these years later, you were never seen without one of them by your side. With your timidness, they often liked to be perceived as your protectors, and even though your fellow Gryffindors often joked about it, that sort of friendship is one you craved, needing to feel safe. It also didn’t help that they were undeniably handsome, and it was becoming increasingly more difficult to hide your attraction to them.

This added to the fact that due to the nature of your close relationship, they tended to be more affectionate with you than anyone else that had you hiding smiles, cheeks warm to the touch and heart beating firmer in your chest. Especially recently, the Marauders tended to keep one hand on your person at all times whether it’s casually holding your hand, resting one of your thighs in class or slinging an arm over your shoulder, it almost felt natural to be close to them at all times.

On this particular day, a group of Gryffindors were in the Hog's head, squished into a booth, drinking butter beer and laughing at Frank's attempt of convincing the bartender to serve him some fire whiskey. Taking another sip of the sugary goodness that was butter beer, the hand resting against your thigh squeezed slightly, making you look in the direction of the owner but Sirius was still shouting something to Frank at the bar.

The touch was always intimate, almost as intimate as the army casually thrown across your back, pulling you into the warmth of James as he chuckled into his own drink. You felt safe and happy squished between them both, glancing almost on instinct to the third who happened to be smiling at you from across the table. Remus’s gaze had your eyes dropping to a stare at a spot on the table to stop from grinning.

“It’s getting late and I think it’s still snowing, should we head back to the castle?” Marlene asked the group, the majority of which agreed, finishing their drinks and beginning to pile on the layers of clothing to face the winter weather.

When neither of the Marauders moved, you glanced up at James who was looking steadily at Remus for a moment before addressing his friends. “I’m not quite sure we’re ready to head back just yet, we’ll catch you later”.

“Don’t leave it too long guys with this weather, you know what she’s like on the icey path”, Marlene jokingly teased as she nodded in your direction. Your only response was a deadpan look in her direction, you weren’t that much of a liability, having only fallen over once and even then, Remus had caught you before colliding with the floor.

“Oh you know us, we wouldn’t let anything happen to her”, Sirius responded with his own smile, once again squeezing your thigh, his thumb stroking idle circles into the skin. Lifting the glass to your mouth to hide your giddy smile, you caught Lily’s eye as she reflected the smile you were hiding. Lily had known about your feelings for the boys, in fact, you were sure everyone knew but Lily was the only one you trusted to run to where you could discuss it in detail.

The group eventually left the four of you, and James was quick to buy another round of drinks for you all. Sirius's body shifted closer to yours, his lips hovering next to your ear as he asked, “So what would you like to do? Do you want to stay here or go somewhere else?” It was an innocent question but the way his eyes dropped to your lips, your heart fluttered faster behind your ribcage.

“I’ll do anything you guys want to do”.

“Oh, are you sure about that?” Sirius teased, his hand slide an inch higher on your thighs.

Knocking your shoulder against his, you playfully responded, “Stop teasing me, Sirius”.

James returned with the drinks, his arm returning to your shoulders as they began to contemplate possible places to visit. The shops had closed now so there were only a few places left such as a different pub but it was Remus who suggested; “why don’t we take her to our special space?”

Looking between the three Marauders, eyebrows knitting together, you had no idea where they were referring to, even more, confused as both James and Sirius agreed that was a good place to visit.

“How mysterious”, you quipped, drinking more of the butter beer, enjoying the slight buzz it was giving you, leaning further into James’ warmth, feeling completely relaxed. James smiled down at you, not that you could see from where you were smiling at Remus across the table as he tapped his foot against yours under the table.

There was only an hour left of daylight when the four of you finished your beverages and began to wrap up in hats, gloves and scarves, Sirius even helping you to zip up your coat before gripping your hips and steering you towards the exit. The hold was possessive but you didn’t mind.

It was ice cold outside, your cheeks burning from the bitter wind but luckily Remus was right there, offering his arm for you to huddle into. The tallest Marauder always ran oddly warm but you knew it was due to his furry little problem, of which he had confessed to you many years ago.

You weren’t paying much attention as to where they were taking you until the barbed wire fence was in your eyesight and you stopped in the middle of the path.

“I’m not going in there are you mad?”, your eyes were wide as you looked at the shrieking shack, the decrepit building swaying with the bitter winds.

“You aren’t scared are you?” Sirius mocked, stepping closer which caused you to lean further into Remus’ body. James joined in as well until they were all crowding around your frame, all three of them were much taller than you, which only meant that was something else that they could tease you for.

“Don’t be scared, we’ll protect you.”

“The ghouls and ghosts won’t get you with your handsome knights to protect you.”

Remus lightly shoved James and Sirius away at their joking which only made them laugh but you weren’t concentrating on that as you had realised that as you’d been leaning into Remus’ body, your hand had reached behind and was squeezing his thigh in fear.

Your body warmed with embarrassment, quickly letting go whilst ignoring just how muscular it felt and apologising to the scarred Marauder but he only smiled down endearingly at you, taking your smaller hand in his.

“It’s not haunted, don’t listen to these idiots. This is where I come for my monthly visits”. This made you feel a little more relieved but it was still slightly terrifying as you all approached the building, making sure no one was around to see you all casually walking into the most haunted building in the UK.

The inside wasn’t as ghastly compared to the exterior, it was still rickety but clearly, from the boys’ regular visits, it was decorated nicely, even having a room with a lovely four-post bed, decorated with red silk sheets and three high back chairs surrounding a fire that Sirius swiftly lit with his wand.

“It’s cute!” you admit, looking at the bed before standing in front of the fire, beginning to take off your outside wear as the room began to heat.

As the sun began to set outside, the four of you relaxed in the room, Sirius sitting on the floor in front of the fire with the remaining three including you in the chairs. “Shall we check the map? I’d put 5 galleons on Alice and Frank being in a classroom somewhere”, James predicted, reaching into his back pocket and revealing the Marauders map, waving his wand and muttering the line and watching mesmerised as the map came to life.

This was one of the best things the group had created, spending hours and hours spying on students without leaving the comfort of your chair and it had revealed many people’s relationships.

“Ah, there I knew it!” James announced, pointing on the map to where Alice and Frank's name labels were hovering suspiciously close in an empty classroom. “Of course, it’s in that specific classroom as well, I’m pretty sure everyone in our years snogged in that room.”

A giggle spilt from your mouth, “not everyone James”, you admitted casually, looking at the other names on the map to see if there was any more gossip to reveal, not knowing the dumbstruck expression from the men surrounding you.

“What? I thought you had a little thing with Cresswell?” Remus asked perplexed.

“What, no! I’ve never even kissed anyone else, let alone be alone with him, ew-”

“What did you say?” Sirius asked, cutting you off on your disgusted tangent. You now realised just how much you had let slip. It wasn’t like you had been going out of your way not to be kissed, in fact, you rather liked the thought of being intimate with someone else but the opportunity had never come your way.

“I mean, yeah I’ve never kissed anyone before but it’s fine, I don’t mind”, it was a small white lie but you just wanted the conversation to move on.

“But… how?!” James asked, moving slightly closer to you.

“Well, how can anyone get close enough to me to kiss me when you’re always around? I mean do you remember when Lockhart tried to ask me to Slughorn’s Christmas ball? You just about traumatised the poor guy”.

James smirked at the memory, “If I do recall correctly, you didn’t want to go with him anyway”.

“That’s not the point I’m trying to make, I’ve just not had the opportunity and anyway, it’s fine! Can we please stop talking about it, this is embarrassing”.

The Marauders wanted to do anything but move on from this conversation, Remus decided to speak next, his voice low as he asked: “Would you like to kiss someone?”

Your eyes widened slightly, immediately looking into his, mouth feeling suddenly dry, your body feeling too warm as Sirius continued the questioning front the floor, “I mean if you’re going to kiss someone, it might as well be with someone you trust… right?”

Your automatic response was to laugh, not being able to hide the anxiety laced in your voice, moving subtly to sit on your hands to hide the gentle tremble. “Well, now there’s loads of pressure! What if I’m a bad kisser and then you never talk to me again? And who am I supposed to pick? And-”

“Honey, stop freaking out, it’s not supposed to give you anxiety, it’s a nice thing”, James tried to reason with you, his hand reaching across from where he sat to gently brush down your arm before his eyes lit up with an idea. “How about - if you still want to -, we make this easier for you?”

James took out his wand from his pocket, pointing it at one of his gloves that lay over the arm of his chair, and in a split second, the material had changed into a long cloth. Picking it up, he held it out to you, “What if you can’t see who kisses you, then you don’t have to worry about the anxiety of picking and if you don’t like it we can stop and act as if nothing has happened and you won’t even be able to tell who you’d kissed?”

You stared at the cloth in his hand, realising it was meant to be used for a blindfold. There was nothing that you wanted more than to say yes and before even contemplating the realities of the situation, you were agreeing to his proposition.

One moment you were sitting in your chair, and the next you were in the centre of the room, nervously shifting your weight from one foot to the other, your sight completely masked by the cloth now tied around your head.

“Relax darling”, Sirius spoke next to your ear. His request was easier said than done as you could hear the three of them walking around you in a circle, so you couldn’t tell who was about to kiss you, losing track the further they walked as to where it sounded like Sirius had even been stood.

Your hands were shaking even more at your sides, mentally you tried to remember to breathe. But this was such a weird situation to be in, your limbs didn’t even feel like they were a part of your body now, where were you supposed to do with your arms? And your lips, should you purse your lips in preparation? Should you have brushed your teeth?

A single finger slides under your chin, stopping any thought from spiralling through your mind. With ease, your head was tipped back, almost impossibly far from how your neck ached, forgetting just how much taller the boys were than you. The sweet butterbeer breath then fanned across the skin of your face and also gave nothing away as you all had been drinking it.

Then a pair of lips were touching yours. Delicately. Tentatively. Almost as if they were scared that you were going to break, so soft that your initial reaction wasn’t too tense like you’d expect it to be, but instead your shoulders dropped slightly with ease. Whoever it was were more than careful and you were truly unable to identify just who it was.

And then they were gone, leaving your head tilted back, mind ablaze with wanting and needing them to come back.

Having heard your thoughts, a warm hand glided across your jaw, holding the position of your head as lips were suddenly pressing against yours once more with a much more intense pressure. The lips were full, slightly moist from where the Marauder had licked them before leaning in. Your nose pressed into his cheek which meant that you could move past the smell of the butter beer and his natural scent filled your sense giving you the identification of whom you were kissing.

Not that you needed to as Sirius’ long hair brushed across your face. Your heart was pounding so hard in your chest that you were sure that he could hear it but it didn’t stop him from holding you close.

It felt almost normal, natural even as your best friend pushed his lips harder against yours for a second before pulling back. You were confused by the loss of his lips but he was only tilting his head and then he was kissing you again with more passion. On instinct, you sighed into the touch, your body feeling like it was melting into the floor as Sirius moved his lips steadily against yours, giving you time to accustomed to the movements of kissing before he was backing off.

In the far reaches of your mind, you were having an absolute meltdown, screaming into your consciousness that you were actually kissing your best friends. The Marauders, your childhood friends were actually kissing you.

Another person was stepping into your personal bubble, hand once again on your jaw, cradling your head and another hand slid to your hip, pulling your body flush against a much firmer one. Then you were being kissed again, head tilted at the same angle that Sirius had held you in but with a little bit of practice, you leaned further into the embrace, hand lifting to rest against James’ chest, knowing it was him from the lingering musky cologne that was on his skin and only he had these specific toned hard body from his Quidditch practice.

A small moan escaped you, lost completely in the time and it was like sweet music to James as he smiled against your mouth but just like Sirius, just as you were starting to get into it, he stepped back leaving you feeling cold and lonely.

Instinctinyl your body tried to follow after him but he was already out of your grasp, their footsteps could still be heard, even if you couldn’t see a single thing through the blindfold. It was highly disorientating, almost felt dizzy but that was also mostly from the breathless kisses. As the three men continued to talk in circles around you, your tongue darted out and moistened your lips and you had to hold back a groan at being able to taste something that wasn’t you, realising it was a mixture of Sirius and James' mouths.

As you took a deep breath to try and gather more courage a body was once more in front of yours, tilting your chin further and further until Remus could lean in and capture your lips.

Remus absolutely devoured your mouth. Holding you close so he could press you closer, his tongue teasing against your lips, begging for you to respond to him which you did, opening and letting his tongue dance with yours. Raising onto your tip toes to try and reach more of him, needing more, already as addicted to his taste as you were to the other two, needing his warmth.

You could have cried with happiness as he didn’t step back immediately as his lips left yours. Instead, they made their own path down your neck, tasting your skin, finding the areas that had your knees wobbling and breath catching in your throat.

But of course, this would not last as he was gone again but thankfully the wait wasn’t long as a different set of lips were replacing Remus’, this time exploring your jaw, spending time to tease beneath your ear where you hadn’t realised you were so sensitive until a shiver passed through you.

Your hands found their way into the shirt of the man now gently nibbling your ear, the press of his glasses against your cheek, you knew it was James who had returned. With nothing covering your mouth, there was nothing to hold back the mewls and whimpers, especially as James moved lower, teeth grazing over your pulse mouth. His wicked mouth was sending you into a needy puddle.

“Please…”. You weren’t entirely sure what you were pleading for but Sirius answered by sliding his body behind yours, his hands resting comfortably against your hips, dipping his head to the opposite side of your neck to James.

“What do you want sweetheart?”

“I don’t know…”, you internally cursed yourself with just how desperate you sounded. It wasn’t that there was anything specifically that you were wanting, just knowing you needed everything.

Having already kissed all three of them, which was a big deal in itself, but the dampening between your legs was desperately screaming to be touched, and you wanted to touch them, even if you weren’t sure what to do.

“I can see you thinking too much, just breath Baby, relax into our touch, let us make you feel good.”

Your mind seemed to disappear of all thoughts, the only sensation was the burning of your skin with every nibble and lick that they doing to your body. However, your anxiety was always there just to bubble to the surface, your body tensing slightly as you stuttered.

“But…But I-”.

James stopped kissing your neck, all three of them pausing feeling the tension as you began to panic. Sirius ran a warm hand up your clothed back in soothing circled as you struggled to think of the words you were desperate to say.

“We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do love. We can stop if it’s getting too much for you”, Sirius continued to try and soothe you.

“I don’t want to stop”, you finally were able to choke out, something that you truly meant. “I just-”, biting your lip contemplating the words, slightly embarrassed but a rough fingertip eased your lip from between your teeth.

“Talk to us,” it was Remus now speaking from somewhere to your right, but you couldn’t feel him other than the finger and thumb on your chin.

“I don’t know what I’m doing”, you admitted finally.

To be honest, you’d expected them to laugh however when they didn’t, your body seemed to relax, especially realising that they were all now stroking a part of your body to try and help to calm you down.

“We don’t expect you to know what you are doing love. We want you to experience these things, to make you feel good. Just let us take care of you. Do you want the blindfold off?” Remus asked.

You shook your head with a response of now. Even though you could tell who was kissing you now, the thought of actually looking them in the eye was too real. They were your best friends, and they were making you feel good so in your blissful ignorance of having a blindfold on, you didn’t have to look them in the eye at least.

“Do you want to continue?” James asked from in front, his lips grazing your temple in a comforting way.

“Yes”.

“Will you tell us to stop if you become too uncomfortable?”

“Yes”.

No one moved for a moment, almost having a silent conversation between the three of them before James was tilting your head back from where it was leaning on Sirius’ chest. You’d expected him to kiss you but his lips moved lower, lips pursed blowing cool air against your burning skin. His hand which was slightly rough from the calloused from training on his broom, inched down your neck, following the sensual air that he was blowing until he teased the material of your shirt.

Your chest was rising and falling dramatically, desperately sucking in air as you didn’t stop his fingers as he began to unbutton your shirt, slowly, one at a time, making sure to stroke the exposed skin until reaching the top of your breasts did he stop.

However, he only stopped so that he could push the material away from your shoulder, moving to kiss the skin there, the sensations once again new. However, Remus didn’t give you time to gasp as he tilted your face in the direction that he was facing, kissing you breathlessly and hungrily.

Sirius still stood behind you, pulling your body into his enough that if you weren’t being distracted by the other two, you’d noticed the throbbing lump in his trousers. Instinctively you were leaning into him more, savouring his warmth. Sirius’ hands began to curve around your waist, teasing along the hem of your shirt, dipping beneath to brush against your bare skin. Your hips rolled as his fingers ticked slightly but you already knew you’d be craving to feel his fingers on your skin in the future, loving the sensation of someone actually touching you in an area that had been unexplored before.

The long-haired Marauder began to unbutton your shirt from the bottom, slowly grazing over your navel until there was only one single button holding your shirt together in between your breasts.

Remus pulled back to peek down at your body, sucking in a breath as his eyes darkened, watching Sirius unbutton the last one with a simple flick of his fingers, exposing your front. Your shirt floated open to reveal the laced bra covering your breasts, but your perked nipples were still visible through the thin material.

“So fucking pretty”, James complimented as he pushed the offending material off your shoulders and onto the floor and stared down at your chest like the other two men. You were already flushing at the compliment and would have probably combusted if you could see the hungry gaze of the Marauders looking at your body.

James couldn’t wait anymore as his large hand cupped your breast and his tongue licked your nipple through the lace. “Ah!” your back arched into the touch, fingers desperately gripping into his messy hair, holding him there. Even though his tongue was warm and soft, the sensation it caused was like hot fire straight to your core, like a bolt that had your thighs rubbing together to try and ease some of the tension that was catapulting through you.

It felt so good that you were begging for more with a desperate plea as James moved to the other breast. Sirius was going absolutely feral for your moans, having wanted to hear them for so long but he needed to keep his calm, instead moving to inch his hand up your naked spine, finding the clasp of your bra and with a single kiss to the back of your head, undid the bra.

The thin straps fell from your shoulders and you had to momentarily release the grip on James’ hair to allow the material to fall completely from your body and onto the floor. Without even a second to process the venerable state that you were in, being topless around another person for the first time, James and Remus moved with sync and began to worship your breasts.

Each nipple was sucked into the warm mouth, teeth teasing the tip before being comforted by a stroke of a tongue, hands squeezing the rest of the flesh of your breasts, absolutely taking your breath away. Each movement had your body rock and underwear continuing to dampen.

Your head flew back against Sirius’ chest, glad that he was there to support you, feeling unsteady.

“Fuck, you look so beautiful” Sirius’ voice was rasping as he whispered into your ear. With gentle hands, he tilted your head back so that he could kiss you passionately, almost dizzy with lust, forgetting to breathe as his tongue stroked yours. Sensing your unsteadiness, Sirius pulled back, much to your distaste as you groaned in want. “Remember to breath”, he reminded you.

Remus pulled off your nipple with an audible ‘pop’, looking up into your face to make sure that you did as instructed, smiling as you gasped for a couple of breaths. Once again your knees felt unsteady with holding up your body as James gave a significant suck to your nipple.

“Let’s move onto a more sturdy surface”, Remus suggested but you were hardly even listening with the euphoria you were experiencing, feeling completely alive and blazing. However as you were moved by the three men, it was even more disorientating, not knowing where you even were in the room anymore until you were being eased down onto the soft, silky bed.

Shifting until you could feel the divots of the pillow in the centre of the bed, it dawned on you just how exposed and intimate it was with the position that you were in. Especially as you weren’t joined immediately, knowing they were looking at you lying and waiting on the bed for them.

Eventually, one of them climbed onto the bed and you could feel it dip by your feet as whoever it was inched between your legs, crawling your body until they were able to kiss up your sternum. Moaning as whoever was touching your body, grazed the edge of your trousers, teasing for them to be undone.

Then the bed was shifting again as someone else climbed onto it, picking up one of your hands, kissing your palm, and making his way up your forearm. The lips tickled the skin as they made their own journey towards your mouth before you were devoured by Sirius, his taste exploding against your tongue as he released his own groan that caused your hips to roll against Remus, hinting for him to carry on with his plan.

Slowly, your trouser button and zipper were undone to allow him to begin pulling them down your legs. Remus was quick to kiss the newly exposed skin down your legs, whispering “beautiful” between pecks.

“You’ll tell us to stop if it’s too much…?” James asked from across the bed, he’d been watching his friends devour you, trying to memorise the sight before him, knowing they were approaching a place that they could not return from.

“Don’t stop,” you say breathlessly as Sirius had moved away for you to answer the question. Remus grinned against your leg, hooking his fingers into your underwear, dragging the material down your naked legs and at the same time, James began leaning down to kiss your breasts again, making sure to keep your arousal high as he ran the rips of his fingers over the curves of your hips, hitting a particulary sensitive spot on the inside.

Sirius wanted to kiss you again, seeing you completely naked on the bed but he also wanted to see your reaction to being touched for the first time so he waited, even though you were half covered by the blindfold, he watched your mouth as Remus made the first move between your legs.

With his scarred hand he began by brushing a hand over your mound, tickling the skin, as he used his other hand to open your legs up further, giving him a better view as his thumb finally stroked your clit.

“Oh Merlin”, you cried out, back arching which only pushed your breast further into James’ mouth. You couldn’t believe this was actually happening, someone was actually touching your pussy.

Remus didn’t want to completely overwhelm you so made sure to keep his mouth nibbling along the sensitive skin of your inner thigh, watching how your body reacted to all of the delicate touches. His thumb rolled your clit slowly in circles, matching the way you were rolling your hips.

“Have you ever touched yourself here?” Remus asked with a sly smirk plastered across your face, no that you could see it. Sirius was still watching you just as intensely as Remus as he gripped your jaw tenderly, holding you there.

“Yes”.

James smiled around your puffy nipple, groaning at the thought.

“How do you touch yourself?” Remus continued his questioning.

Thankful for the blindfold, even though you were slightly embarrassed at least you weren’t having to look at them as you answered. “I…I touch myself where you’re touching”, referring to your bundle of nerves.

Remus pressed a fraction harder, drawing a moan from you. “What, here?”

“Yes”.

“Where else?”

“I … sometimes put a finger inside of me”, actually saying these words to him, your best friend was thrilling, especially as with each answer you gave, one of the three men would moan deeply.

“Just one finger?”

“Two”, you answered honestly.

“Good girl”, Sirius says to your honesty, his thumb brushing your jaw in a calming way. The praise he uttered was almost like a lightbulb moment which Remus noticed instantly as your hole suddenly clenched in arousal.

“What else do you do?” Remus continued to ask, wanting to know every single detail of your masturbation.

You were so lost in your arousal that you began talking without thinking, breathing heavily now with your mouth gaping open. “I… hump my pillow and think about this”.

This confession seemed to stop them in confusion, groaning as Remus had stopped his motions.

“What do you mean by ‘this’, love?”, James asked from your chest. You wanted to escape and tried to hide your face in the bed but Sirius’ grip held strong and then he tutted, understanding just what you meant.

“By this… did you mean us? Do you think about us when you’re touching yourself?”

“Yes”, you admitted, past the point of caring now.

“Fuck”, one of them cursed.

“Want to know something?” Sirius continued, “I’ve lost count of the number of times I’ve pumped my cock with you in mind. I’ve been dreaming of this moment for so long.”

Remus didn’t give you time to respond as he teased your entrance with his finger, his thumb continuing to tease your favourite spot. Your hips were still rolling desperate to feel more and he took that as his sign to finally breach your walls.

“Fuck, you’re so wet”, Remus groaned as he pushed his finger inside of your cunt. It was a sensation you weren’t entirely sure how to explain, it was so different to your smaller fingers but all you knew was that you wanted more as he began to slowly pull out to push back in.

Sirius and James stopped to watch how you reacted, finding it the most beautiful sight as you breathed greedily, hands clenching the sheets harshly, thighs shaking from having to keep them open, wanting nothing more than to slam them shut and ride his hand much like you’d imagined with your pillow all of those times.

As Remus added another finger to your eagerly awaiting cunt, James and Sirius swapped positions. Sirius teased and played with your breasts and kissed along your sternum as James moved between leaving open-mouth kisses along your throat, to absorbing your moans with his own mouth.

Remus was careful not to hurt you, knowing this was the first time you’d had anything the size of his fingers in there, making sure that you were wet enough and relaxed before curling his fingers and pressing more firmly in swipes across your bundle of nerves.

It was an instant reaction, to reach for that pleasure as you released the grip on the bed to try and grab Remus but instead held onto James and Sirius's heads, using them as momentum to ride the fingers inside of you.

The sensation swarmed you quickly, the coil in your abdomen almost overwhelmingly tight as you called out into Sirius’ mouth, the orgasm taking your breath away completely, legs dropping down onto the bed.

All the whilst, Remus was praising you, “That’s a good girl, you’re doing so well”. It was unlike anything you’d been able to give to yourself and it took a moment to catch your breath as the three of them waited patiently. Your entire body felt relaxed in the after-orgasmic glow.

“What do you want to do sweetheart? Do you want to stop?” Sirius asked as he tenderly kissed your cheek, something you leaned into.

“No, I want to keep going but… I don’t think-, I mean, all three of you, I don’t-”.

“Shh”, Sirius cut off your words with a swipe of his thumb against your lips. “Not all three of us, not with your first time darling. We have all the time in the world for more”. Your heart pounded at the possibility that this wasn’t a one-time thing but then another mouth next to your other ear had you drifting back to the moment as he kissed along the shell of your ear.

“It’ll just be me today my love, how does that sound? I’ll look after you…”

You nodded your head, wanting him desperately, not that it mattered which of the three it was, this was actually happening, your arousal spiking once more as you turned your head towards James to try and kiss him which he gladly reciprocated.

But all too quickly he was leaning away from you, leaving that side of your body cold and empty. “You’ll tell me to stop if you need me to, won’t you?” James asked from somewhere further than on the bed as he began to strip off his clothes, not that you could see.

“Yes”, you verbally say rather than nodding your head, hand reaching out to touch one of them, smiling when Sirius’ lips nipped the tips of your fingers, nuzzling into your palm as you rested it against his cheek.

Remus also moved on the bed, climbing over your body to move his lips against yours, distracting you completely from the situation but then as James’ hands began trailing over your legs, parting them and giving him room did it dawn on you again that you were actually about to lose your virginity.

Remus and Sirius seemed to move away now leaving you and James in the middle of the bed. “Do you want to keep this on?” James asked, poking the material tied around your head.

Contemplating for a moment - even though all of this foreplay had been fun with the blindfold and it had helped with your anxiety, your virginity could only be taken once and you wanted to fully be in the moment so steadily, you removed the cloth from covering your eyes.

It took a moment of squinting your eyes to adjust properly to the light in the room that mostly came from the fire at the other end of the room. What you’d anticipated were regret and fear but as James gazed down at you with his soft brown, wide eyes, and glasses fixed on his face all you felt was safe in his arms.

Even as you caught sight of Remus and Sirius to the sides, their hands moving up and down their shafts as they chased their own highs watching the two of you, it didn’t feel embarrassing, it felt right. There was no one you trusted more in the world than these three and even in this vulnerable state, you wanted nothing more than to stay in this moment forever.

“Hi,” you said timidly up at him, a smile spreading across his handsome face in response. James lowered his body over yours, almost cocooning and moulding the two of you together and his natural body heat helped to keep you relaxed as his nose bumped yours.

“It’s just us, love”, he whispered against your lips before kissing you, tongue dancing with your own making you moan at the taste of him. Your legs moved on their own accord, wrapping around his hips, ankles locking together, almost pulling him closer until you felt his noticeable length graze your thigh.

Trying not to lose your cool, your hands landed on his shoulders, feeling the toned muscles beneath before cupping his jaw as he pulled back. James watched your face closely, wanting to see every emotion that you had as his hand disappeared between your bodies to align his cock with your cunt.

Similarly to Remus, James was very aware that this was your first time and was very aware that this could potentially hurt so he moved slowly, his tip gradually breaching your hole.

Your eyebrows knitted together, your mouth dropping open as you looked down to where your bodies were now joined. It was intense the further he moved, it wasn’t horrifically painful but still stung as you stretched to a size you’d definitely never had before. James stopped at one point, not fully penetrating in but just giving your body to adjust as he finally dipped his head to kiss your swollen lips, distracting you from the discomfort.

The Marauder waited for you to nod your head to continue moving and after a few more small thrusts, your cunt had accustomed to his size, even beginning to move your hips with his. His cock felt so incredibly deep inside of you, each fuck in and out was hitting every single spot that you craved to be touched.

James groaned at how tight you felt, almost suffocating his cock, it was unbelievably good, seeing how you looked underneath him, your eyes glazed, mouth open in a constant string of moans.

You were so lost in the emotions and pleasure that you couldn’t even speak and warn that you were about to cum but James could tell by the tightening of your cunt. “Cum for me sweetheart, fuck you feel so good”, James encouraged.

He held intense eye contact, mouths brushing each other but not fully kissing, just remaining close so you came hard once more, thighs squeezing his hips harshly.

“Wait, ahh-” you cry out, needing James to pause with how sensitive you were feeling and James had to hide his face into your neck from not cumming with how tightly your cunt was convulsing around his cock. It took a few minutes of deep breathing and James’ hands massaging over your body to calm enough before rolling your hips, signalling for James to continue.

As he began to thrust back into you, the messy-haired man sat back on his knees, pushing both of your legs up to your chest which was when Sirius and Remus moved back over to the bed and you were thankful for this, almost like they could read your mind as you were about to moan for them.

In this position, it gave Sirius the perfect opportunity to circle your clit with his fingers in time with James' thrusts. You were crying out again, throat beginning to feel raw with how much you’d been moaning but you also never wanted it to end, it just felt so good.

Remus casually sat next to you, his hand continuing to pump his impressively sized cock, and he smirked as he caught you looking at it with wide eyes, not understanding how that would ever fit in you.

You wanted desperately to kiss Remus but he simply held your jaw so that you had to watch him touching himself as he watched you getting fucked by his best friend.

James' moans increased in sound as his cock throbbed inside of you, desperately close to reaching his own climax.

“Is he making you feel good?” Remus asked, looking down your body at where Sirius was touching you.

“Yes, he feels so good, I think I’m going to cum again”, you admitted between moans, Sirius’ fingers moving with more pressure as he heard how close you were.

“Good, I want you to cum before Prongs does”, Remus’s dominant tone had you heating with even more arousal if that was even possible. His intense stare, the hold on your jaw, the guarantee of feeling safe, there was no way you weren’t going to cum that very moment.

Chanting ‘yes’ with each thrust, you came, eyes having to close to try and remain in control and this was all James needed to release his cum deep within your cunt, groaning needing at how fucking good you felt. You felt almost close to tears with the stimulation you’d experienced, your body reeling from the multiple orgasms but also aching from being licked, stroked and fucked, it was a little overwhelming now.

James eased his cock out of your hole causing you to wince slightly as the euphoric feelings began to fade away, you still felt good but needed a good rest. The brown-eyed boy smiled apologetically down at you, gently kissing your cheek before climbing off of the bed to retrieve his wand from his discarded trouser pockets.

Just as you were able to ask for a tissue to clean up in between your legs, James waved his wand and the mess that was a mixture of yours and his juices disappeared.

“Thank you”, your voice was quiet, thick with exhaustion as you dropped your head onto the bed. Sirius was soon crawling next to you, his body quickly wrapping around yours, causing you to turn on to your side, his face nuzzling into your neck.

What was going to happen now? Would they even want to still be your friend? Would you all wake up tomorrow and regret what had happened? You knew for sure that you didn’t regret anything only worried for the repercussions.

A flick to the tip of your nose had you glancing up at Remus as he too lay on the bed now, facing you and it then only registered that he and Sirius had cum whilst watching you being fucked by James but you’d been so lost in your own pleasure that you hadn’t noticed.

“Stop thinking so hard”, Remus whispered, stroking your cheek tenderly. “We’ll talk about this all tomorrow but you haven’t lost us, we’ll still be right by your side when you wake up”. You took a deep breath, the tension melting away as you smiled at him before closing your eyes.

Tomorrow was a new day, a new start to whatever was going on between the four of you but one thing was certain, you’d need to speak to Lily about making some birth control potion soon.

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thebestofoneshots · 10 months

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SERIES MASTERLIST

Gilded Constellations | (wolfstar x reader)

Summary: You meet Sirius and Regulus at a family vacation in the Caribbean, but things don't go as planned and you end up losing contact once the trip is over. Years later your family moves to England and you get accepted at Hogwarts where you finally meet Sirius once again, along with all of his friends. One of them with a mysterious secret, that you'll uncover as you embark on your own Hogwarts adventure. Mostly canon-compliant. This IS a wolfstar x reader fic, but it's incredibly slow burn. They won't start all dating each other until we're very deep into the story, but I promise the long wait will be worth it.

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Read the French Translation by @nagareboshi-chiyo

Paring: Sirius Black x Reader / Remus Lupin x reader / Wolfstar x reader

Chapter average: 5k - 6.5 k

Content: Smut in later chapters, Poly!Marauders, throuple, graphic descriptions of violence, MAJOR and minor character death (this is The Marauders Era guys, you know), jealousy, angst, pining, love triangle, LGBTQ+ themes, The Wizarding war 1.0, implied child abuse, possible proofreading errors, mental health struggles, hurt no comfort, hurt with comfort, period typical attitude, first war with Voldemort, canonical character's death, fluff, Requited Love, F/M/M, mostly canon-compliant.

Status: Ongoing (Weekly updates)

PLAYLIST

01 | Summer Breeze

02 | Escape

03 | Bitter Sweet Symphony

04 | Rainy Days and Mondays

05 | Good times

06 | Crazy Little Thing Called Love

07 | Peaceful Easy Feeling

08 I Fooled Around and Fell in Love

09 | The Fairy Feller's Master-Stroke

10 | Black Dog

11 | Do Ya

12 | You really got me

13 | Rebel, Rebel

14 | Maybe I’m Amazed

15 | No One Like You

Interlude (Q&A Event)

16 | Boogie Wonderland

17 | Tonight’s What It Means To Be Young

18 | Friends will be Friends

19 | Silver Bird

20 | Bad Moon Rising

21 | Fox on the Run

22 | Long Long Way From Home

23 | Hungry Eyes

24 | Peace of Mind

25 | I’ll get Even With You

26 | Hooked on a Feeling

27 | Can’t Take My Eyes Off You

28 | If You Want BIood, (You’ve Got It)

29 | With a Little Help From My Friends

30 | Bridge Over Troubled Water

31 | Strange Magic

32 | Come a Little Bit Closer

33 | More Than a Feeling

34 | You Belong to Me

35 | Chill of Desire

36 | Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy

37 | Gimme, Gimme, Gimme

38 | Let the Good Times Roll

39 | Running With the Pack

40 | Hot Stuff

41 | Urban Adventure

42 | Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas

43 | Sympathy for the Devil

44 | TBD (24.04.24)

45 | TBD (01.05.24)

BONUS TRACKS:

Your Theories, The Note, The Costumes, Sirius and the Chimney, Sirius and Vix after the bad moon, Evans and Vixen, Remus and Vixen at the infirmary, Remus holding Sirius at DADA, Remus and Sirius’ height difference, the FOXSTAR picture, Art by @nineloseteeth, We're going French,

Leave a comment telling me if you want to join the tag list

A/N: Most Poly!Marauders fics are oneshots, where the relationship between characters is already established, and they're all happy and pleased with it. No issues, no drama, but I WANTED the drama. Couldn't find it, so I set myself up to write the story behind the stablished relationship. I wanted to know how they started dating each other, the jealousy, the will they won't they, because getting into a poly relationship can't be an easy task, and I wanted to explore that story. If you're interested: Welcome to Gilded Constellations!

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theemporium · 6 months

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It had been a stupid, stupid mistake to make a bet with the boys.

Not because you were scared. And not because you thought you would lose (at the time, at least). But because when the marauders made a bet, they went the full nine yards to make sure they would win. They played dirty. They bent the rules enough to make you question their ethics. They were relentless no matter how big or small the bet was, and you should have known this would just be the same.

You should have known better.

You should have never agreed to their terms.

Should’ve. Would’ve. Could’ve.

And now, you were facing the consequences of making a stupidly innocent bet with the three boys you had formed a weird ‘friends with benefits’ dynamic with.

“Look at her, Prongs,” a voice from behind you cooed, a little condescending as you felt fingertips trace down your spine. You pressed your face further into the pillow, a choked out sob leaving your lips as the simplest of touches had your body shaking in need. “That lil’ brat mouth of hers has finally shut up.”

“Maybe our princess has finally learnt her lesson,” James replied, and even if you couldn’t see his face, you could hear the smirk. The cocky, arrogant smirk that got you into this mess in the first place. “Huh, princess? Is that what’s happened? Finally got what you want and now you can’t talk?”

A pathetic whimper left your lips as you felt two hands spreading your cheeks, your ass in the air and exposing your soaking, needy cunt that was now on display for the boys. You could hear their chuckles of amusement, as their hands groped and squeezed your thighs that glistened with your leaking arousal, as they admired the mess they had made of you.

“Please,” you choked out, the fabric of the pillow soaked in your tears and drool. “I-I take it back, I—”

“You regret it now, love?” Sirius mused, his fingers softly pushing the hair out of your face so he could see your big, glossy eyes staring up at him. He could have snorted at how quickly your attention was focused on his cock over his face. “But you were so confident before.”

“I’m sorry,” you sobbed, your eyes fluttering shut when you felt James’ fingers brush against your swollen clit—a soft, feather-light touch that made your knees buckle. “Just one—”

“No.”

You buried your face into the pillow to muffle your noises of disappointment, only to feel fingers threading through your hair and yanking your head back. You whimpered, a sound mixed between pleasure and pain, as you stared up at the boy.

Remus tsked softly, shaking his head like he was disappointed and something in your stomach dropped. His eyes glanced over your shaking figure, taking in the desperate plea in your teary eyes to the swollen lips and the mess between your legs. He looked so analytical, like you were nothing but another one of his assignments he was reading over.

He glanced back at James, an expression that was unreadable to you crossing over his face as he nodded before he looked back down at you.

Your lips parted with a silent scream when you felt James slid inside you, fast and easy with how fucking wet you are, but the stretch still made your stomach twist in the best way possible. His large hands gripped your hips, pushing you further into the mattress until he was fully inside you, his hips snug against yours.

“Do you like that?” Remus questioned.

You nodded, but he didn’t like that.

He lightly slapped your face, his lips twisted downwards in a stern expression. “I said, do you like that?”

“Yes!” You blurted out, breathy and dazed. “Yesyesyesyes—”

And Remus watched. He watched as James fucked you dumb, as your eyes rolled to the back of your head, as you helplessly moaned and whined. He watched as you gripped the sheets in tight fists, as your body arched as you approached the edge, as you babbled out incoherent mutters after hours of teasing and controlling and taking your pleasure away.

And just before you tipped over the edge, he yanked your hair a little hard and called out, “stop.”

The cry that left your lips was pitiful as James pulled out, another orgasm ruined to join the many others from that night. Tears were streaming down your cheeks, your face hot with frustration and embarrassment as Remus smiled cockily down at you.

“Aww, lil’ whore not getting what she wants?” He cooed mockingly, watching your eyes flutter shut as he tugged your hair again. “Should’ve thought about that before you acted like such a desperate brat.”

You moaned his name, but it went practically ignored as he turned back to look at Sirius.

“Make our little slut cry, Pads,” he said, the smirk on his face a little mean and vindictive. “I wanna see if we can make the pillow as wet as her needy cunt.”

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inkdrinkerworld · 4 months

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hellooo!!

i was thinking about poly!marauders seeing r’s natural hair for the first time? i’ve got curly hair but i straighten it most of the time bc it’s so annoying to take care of, i was wondering if you could write something abt this??

i’ve never requested before lmao i’m sorry if i did this wrong

Omg babe I too wear my curly hair straight 9/10 cos the volume?! Insane!! I actually just did a keratin treatment too cos I could manage

You’re fresh out the shower- well in a bathrobe when you hear the signs of your boys being home.

There’s some arguing- which you know is James and Sirius, and some softer words, Remus trying to placate them.

“We’re home angel!” Comes James’ voice, you listen as you put on some clothes.

“We got that soup you wanted.” Remus supplies- you wait for Sirius’ voice and don’t find it.

Instead, you’re met with the black haired man, scruff and all, present as you pull your towel from your hair.

“Hi puppet,” his lips meet your forehead, and then your lips. “I like the curls.” Sirius inked hand hovers just below the curls at your shoulders, fingertips collecting the water like dewdrops.

“Thanks Siri, I like ‘em too. If only they weren’t so finicky.”

“What’s finicky?” James asks at the door, pausing swiftly after looking up. “Your hair looks lush, angel!”

Your cheeks heat under both men’s attention and you know you don’t have long before Remus comes in and is making it hard to stand before them all.

“I brought the soup in here, didn’t want it to get too cold.” He’s holding a tray with two bowls on it- one for you and him you presume, James and Sirius prefer pho to yours and Remus’ wanton soup.

“Thanks Remmy, though you didn’t have to I was coming out soon.”

He shrugs, sets the tray down carefully and then fakes you in. “Are you wearing it curly this week?”

“Today and tomorrow,” you say, an almost insecure hand reaching to touch the curls.

“Looks good, dove.” Remus stalks towards you, hand cupping your cheek as he pulls you in for a kiss.

“Think you ought to keep it curly if you’re gonna get kissed like that, huh angel?” James flirts, all three of them taking turns kissing you silly before you find the voice to remind them about your food.

#remuslupin #siriusblack #jamespotter #poly!marauders one shot #poly!marauders fanfiction #poly!marauders imagine #poly!marauders drabble #poly!marauders blurb #poly!marauders fluff #poly!marauders fic #poly!marauders x reader #poly!marauders x you #poly!marauders x yn #poly!marauders x black!reader

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hartsider · 3 months

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“Sweater” marauders x animagus!reader | 381 words

Summary: Lily and Marlene knit a sweater for you

No cw

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James runs an absentminded hand down your back as you lounge on his chest. He's watching a game of chess. Sirius is losing horribly, and Remus takes another of his pawns.

“James!” Marlene calls, bounding toward the couch that he's laying across. Lily is right behind her.

“What's up?” James asks. His hand pauses against your fur.

“We made your cat a sweater.” You look up at Lily's voice. She has a wad of knitted fabric in her hand. “Marlene wanted to learn how to do it the muggle way.”

“Pink with red strawberries.” James says for your benefit. “She'll love it.”

You don't think you'll love being stuffed into a sweater. James is warm, and you'd really like to get back to your nap without having your paws shoved into little sleeves. You let out an annoyed mewl when James picks you up to get it onto you.

He has your paw in his hand, and you hiss as he clumsily puts it into the sleeve. The sweater has buttons on one side, so you suppose it could be worse. At least they won't have to wrench it over your head.

“Hey.” James says. “Don't hiss at me.”

He manages to successfully get one of your legs into the sweater, and you growl as he pulls your other paw off of his chest.

“Stop it.” James tells you. You continue growling as he pulls the sweater onto you. “Sorry, girls. She's not usually like this.”

“You don't have to put it on her. I don't think she likes it.” Marlene tells James.

“No, it's great.” James shakes his head.

You're allowed to lay back down as he buttons it, and you're back to purring within a moment.

“See? She loves it.” James grins, patting your back.

You suppose that the sweater isn't so bad. It's nice and warm.

“It's cute on her.” Remus calls. His queen takes Sirius’ king. “I win, Padfoot.”

The shattered pieces reconstruct themselves, and Remus starts the next game. Lily and Marlene go off to play a board game in the corner after they’re done fawning over you.

You're much warmer than before. The sweater holds in your body heat and James is rubbing under your chin now.

You suppose that this sweater isn't so bad.

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nightsmarish · 2 days

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Summary: as summer at hogwarts approaches, both you and Regulus build up your walls again, lose sleep, and are warry of saying yes to the offer to go to Potter Manor.

A/n: might write a pt.2? Would we like that? Maybe? Idk, I lost the plot halfway through and u can tell lmao. Also, have not written for this specific ship, so I may not be as good as the queen of this ship

Update!: pt2

Poly!moonwater x gn!reader (Remus lupin x regulus black x reader) | 1.6k words

Tw: allusions to toxic family, losing sleep, snippy bc of losing sleep, negative thoughts, anxiety, a nap dude

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History of Magic is usually an easy subject. Sit down, take notes, look over the assignment, complete it during dinner or before bed, and you're done.

But today everything but that is happening. You managed to get all the way to sitting down and pulling out your parchment and quill before the words Professor Binns says all mesh together. Nothing makes sense.

And you know it's due to the ache behind your eyes, the pounding in your head and the ache in your bones.

The last few nights you haven't slept, not really at least. It's nearing the end of this year at Hogwarts so everyone is preparing to go home. Planning what they will do with one another over break before the new year starts up. Talking about their family traditions, and a feeling of excitement takes the castle.

Despite this, a feeling of dread has been following you like your own personal rain cloud. The knowledge you'll have to return home eating you alive. Knowing you won't be able to contact Remus or Regulus, less your parents find out you're dating them, making you feel like you're choking on your heart.

The memories you've made this year really should weigh out the weeks you will spend with your family. In the stiff place, you're forced to call home with strict rules and expectations. Yet, you feel horrible. And it's been causing you to force yourself into your studies for the upcoming tests. Avoiding sleep due to nightmares that have recently plagued your mind.

Which leads to now, the room spinning slowly on an axis, ans Professor Binns slightly to blurry, even for a ghost. You know you need to zone back in, drink some water, take a vitamin potion or even visit Madam Pomfrey at this rate. Yet you can't make yourself do it.

Continuing to stay in your zoned out state till the end of class. And that's when even you draw the line.

Standing up from your seat as everyone filters out, albeit a little you're moving a little slower than usual, you exit in search of your boyfriends. Either or both. And it's not exactly a very long search, quickly finding yourself face to face with Regulus Black and Remus Lupin.

"Hey, dove." Remus' voice is sweet, per usual, like the comfort of a spoon full of honey on a sore throat.

Regulus doesn't speak for a full moment, analyzing you. To anyone else it would look judgmental, but the softness in his eyes and slight pull at the edge of his lips tell you differently.

"Hi, Rem." The boys look at one another, an unspoken conversation playing out.

"Why don't we go to my dorm?" Remus looks back to you, "haven't had much time for the three of us. James and Sirius have quidditch, and Peter is going to his study group."

"I'm down." Without another word, the three of you walk towards Gryffindor tower.

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Remus knows that Regulus tends to be a little quieter the closer to the end of the year, having been around the other Black brother for a while now. Already knowing how closed off Sirius would get when he still lived at the Black Manor, building up the walls early to protect himself when he left.

Even now, Sirius does it. Remus isn't sure if it's a habit or the fact that Regulus has been refusing to take the offer to stay at Potter Manor as well.

But you? You, he's not sure. Remus knows you and Regulus have known one another longer than he's known you, and that's never really bothered him. Remus knows all three of you love one another, and he's never felt left out. But know? Know he wishes you'd talk about your own home life.

Regulus doesn't like talking about his experiences at home; the only thing Remus knows is from old stories from Sirius. And Remus will never pry, not wanting to force either of you to do anything you don't want to.

But Merlin, he feels nearly useless right now, wishing to see the tension in your shoulders calm, wishing to see you and Regulus calm again. Wishing Regulus would take the offer to join them at Potter Manor. He wishes for both your safety more than anything.

The walk to the dorm is quite, but not peaceful. Everyone trying to stay calm and wishing someone else would say something. But no one knowing quite what to say to break the silence.

Once you do get up to the dorm, the Gryffindor's dorm, Regulus sets his bag by Remus' nightstand, you following suit, the emblems on your bags a contrast to the surrounding room. Regulus goes to find clothes he's left in Remus' closet before, while you sit on the lycans bed to slip off your shoes. Remus sits next to you, his hand resting on your lower back.

And finally, after far too long, Remus breaks the silence. "Dove..."

You glance up at him as you slip your shoes under the edge of his bed. "Yes?"

Remus sends a quick glance to Regulus, who's slipping on a long black sleeve shirt, one more comfortable than the previous Slytherin uniform. "I understand if you aren't comfortable with it, but..." He pauses for a moment, glancing back to look into your eyes, his thumb rubbing gentle strokes on your spine. "If you want to, you know you're welcome to stay at James' house."

Under his hand, Remus feels you tense, and from his peripheral, Regulus paused to listen.

"That's- that's okay, Remus. But tell James I appreciate the offer, please." You stand up far too fast for your lack of sleep, causing you to fall right back where you were sitting. Alerting both boys.

One of Remus' hands stay glued to your back, the other on your shoulder, as if your keen over. Regulus is quick to stand infront of you.

"Love, you should stay with them." Regulus' voice is full of worry. "It's better than any other option."

"You're not going." Your eyes shoot up to Regulus', far more defensive than you mean to be. Remus' hand, which was previously on your shoulder, moves down to the bed, the other hand continuing to run against your spine again.

"That's doesn't mean you shouldn't go." Regulus matches your defensiveness out of habit.

"You both should come." Remus talks before you can shoot back, hand on the bed finally moving to Regulus' arm, never seeming to catch a break.

There's a heavy pause. One that goes on for an uncomfortable amount of time.

"I'll think about it if you do." Your voice is more timid as you hold your stare at Regulus' eyes, his boring right back into you. Intense, deep, and so, so, loving.

Regulus sighs, "fine."

"Thank you, both. Seriously, you should come. James and Sirius want you guys there. Not to mention James' parents, they love new people." Remus kisses your hair line, standing up, hand leaving your back, before kissing Regulus on the lips. Both your bodies lossen.

Remus moves to change out of his uniform, and you quickly stand up to join him. Regulus' hand comes out to make sure you're steady as you grab a pair of sweats that no one truly knows who belongs to. They were probably once James, but at some point Lily stole them, and at a different point Sirius stole them back, and now so many of your friends have worn them at some point, it's probably weird.

Grabbing those and a jumper belonging to Regulus, you turn back to see Remus already curled around Regulus' back, who lays with enough room for you to join them. Both trying not to show just how eager they are for an afternoon nap.

You climb onto Remus' bed as well, using your wand to close the curtains, magically dimming the lights in the room before placing it on the bedside table. Curling into Regulus' front, leg thrown over his hip, you tuck your head into his neck. Yet your eyes remain open.

You definitely want to sleep, and you know you should, Remus is likely already asleep, knowing the bastard sleeps like the dead. Yet the knowing you could have another wretched nightmare makes you stay awake, staring over Regulus' shoulder the the golden brown hair tucked into his back, belonging to Remus, and letting the black hair belonging to Regulus slightly tickle your cheek.

"Go to sleep dove. Both of you. Please, you can't function without it." Remus' voice seems to startle both you and Regulus, both believing he was asleep, and believing the same about one another.

You pull back from Regulus neck, facing him, seeing the features of his face barely visible in the dark room. "We will, baby." Your voice is soft, as if you were telling a secret.

Remus merely hums and shift slightly before relaxing back into Regulus' back.

"Get some sleep, darling." Regulus kisses your cheek, "it's going to be okay in the end."

"I know. I know. We both need sleep; Remus is gonna kill us." Softly connecting your lips with his, slow and lazy, both smiling at the hum from Remus, confirming the empty threat you made for him.

You return to your being tucked into Regulus' neck. "'M sorry for being snappy with you." You mumble against his skin.

"You have nothing to apologies for, I understand where you're coming from darling." His hand rests on your hip and lower back, relaxing further into you and Remus, closer and closer to having a lovely nap. Of which, you join with the hopes of no nightmares.

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bettymylove · 1 year

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The feeling of comfort

pairing: james potter x reader

content: fake dating trope, both are oblivious idiots, a basic cliche fic, kissing

a/n: my first fic<33 (if you want to be in my taglist comment!!)

This day like any other day started the same not wanting to get out of bed but still doing it getting ready and heading down to the great hall with Lily.

James flirting with Lily, Sirius yelling he's done with this bullshit and Remus looking at him with an interest you could only imagine you could give to someone.

Sirius and James leaving for practice asking Lily for a goodluck kiss her refusing while rolling her eyes but a hint of blush still evident.

Y/n looking at the slytherin table to gaze at Regulus who she talked with once in a while but he never showed as much interest as her never seeing the true emotions she wanted him to see.

It was the same monotonous routine and she was sick of it she needed something new.

"Hey lily party in the common room tonight tell your friends" Remus informed Lily with so much comfort you wanted that comfort that level of friendship that trust you wanted validation.

"Okay see you tonight" Lily replied to him with a smile and the same level of understanding and informality.

A party finally something not so boring.

"Partyyy" marlene yelled hugging her slightly her of course returning the hug.

There was no reason for a party right now James had thought but who says no to some fun and besides things were getting way too serious around here.

"Chug chug chug chug!!"

Everyone was yelling around James while his head was thrown back trying to finish the contents of the bottle fast.

He did so within seconds receiving an attaboy from Sirius.

Lily and all her friends had made an appearance just minutes after all this Lily receiving a lot 'you look greats' as she normally does she was just effortlessly like that.

James noticed her and lead her towards the bar to his friends.

While y/n was sitting with her friends on the couch occasionally leaving to go get a drink that was until Dorcas decided she was bored and wanted everyone to play truth and dare.

It was all fun and game until the bottle landed on y/n with Lily on the other end and she knew what she was going to ask.

"So I'm only asking this because you didn't tell me the other day but who do you like?" there was a glint in her eyes as if she had found the perfect opportunity.

"Nope i choose dare"

"Nuh uh i already asked the question"

"Fine but if any one of you tell anyone" you pointed at everyone with a threatening look even though it was pointless this was gryffindor and one thing about gryffindors was they like to gossip.

"We won't" Sirius yelled "just tell us" you were about to say no the words practically on your tongue but that sense of wanting validation came back and anyways sharing a secret won't matter, right?

Everyone in the circle was anticipating an answer which you didn't want to give.

"Regulus" you mumbled finally after seconds of awkward silence.

"What!"

"Regulus Black" you yelled way too loud and everyone was looking at her in shock.

"My brother?" Sirius said in a way that made it seem like he was having a hard time processing this information.

"He's nice to me and actually makes the effort to know me."

"But a slytherin" peter questioned and you were filled with fury.

"Not everyone in slytherin is a bad person and just because you think so because you're too proud to be a gryffindor does not make him bad and he will never be bad to me you just have a standard for every fucking person" she was out of breath after that not quite believing she yelled at someone for something so little "I'm sorry I'm really sorry Pete I think I drank too much so I'm going to bed" she bid goodbye to her friends before heading for the stairs.

And even though Peter had mumbled 'it's okay' she didn't feel it and the only reason she reacted like that was because regulus actually talked to her just because he wanted to just because he wanted to know her and it made her feel good inside.

But anyways that wasn't an excuse and she'd find a way to apologize to Peter.

"Y/n wait" someone she didn't expect called out to her James Potter his perfect curls falling on his nothing short of an angelic face.

"James did you need something?"

"No-well I just wanted to ask you something."

She motions for him to go on.

"You know how I like Lily and you like Regulus Black."

"Yeah who doesn't now" recalling back the scene that just happened.

"Well my point is i thought if we make both of them jealous enough they'll actually want to date us you know ?"

"And how do you plan on doing that?"

"By making you my fake girlfriend" he said with such an ease like it was just a normal thing asking someone you barely know to date-to fake date you.

"This could end up really messy i mean if Lily starts dating you then she'll just see me as her boyfriend's ex and that will be a complicated relationship and-"

"I'll tell lily when we start dating" he cut her off.

"I need time to think about this I'll tell you tomorrow morning."

"That's fine."

You just nodded and went straight to bed.

The next morning you woke up a little early to pick up some flowers and your mother's special banana bread for Peter.

When you gave him both the things he was finally in the same mood he always is in.

And there he was James looking at you with an eagerness like a puppy waiting for its treat and of course your friends noticed him staring at you and not his 'lily flower'.

"Is there something going on between you and james?" lily asked with a curious tone.

"What? no of course not" you replied with your voice all high pitched.

Lily didn't completely believe you but left the topic nonetheless.

When you got up to go to your first class and started heading out the great hall James had stopped you.

"Have you thought about it?"

"Uh- yeah yeah i have."

"So ?" you could tell how patiently he was waiting for your answer.

"I'll do it" you said with an assertive tone.

Really y/n that's great he went in straight for a hug and even though you accepted it you still mentioned to him that no was there and he didn't need to that him just shrugging in response.

It had been a two weeks since then and everything was going according to plan well for James at least.

She did things James told her to do to make Lily jealous and it worked as she always found an excuse to leave,her cheeks always flushed.

It was a normal morning james coming down to sit beside y/n kissing her cheek.

"hey sweetheart"

"hii jamie did you sleep well"

"yeah dreamt of you actually" he said pulling her close.

"well i gotta leave have to talk to slughorn bout my paper see you before minnies class" James informed you as he picked up his bag.

"okay byee"

she looked at Regulus during this whole fake dating thing he had not talked to her once she was hoping it was because he was jealous.

"Wow you really are the perfect couple huh?" Dorcas asked.

"Yeah james and his sweetheart" Marlene elbowed you teasingly.

You know what there's a party friday night you should make a move on him to do the deed.

"Really don't you think it's too soon?" Lily asked.

"No it's the perfect opportunity" Mary made an effort to say something in the conversation.

"You know what?it's been almost a month now and i think we're ready" you only said this after hearing Lily's reply.

"Great I'll help you pick you out a dress"

"Yes please that sounds like fun"

You liked this liked being the centre of attention it was nice.

Just before transfiguration you met James like he said you would.

"James you're going to be so happy hearing this"

"what?"

"Okay, so you know the party on friday?" he nodded at this "Marlene suggested we should sleep together and Lily completely freaked out saying stuff like it's too early so i told them that we're ready so on friday after some time we'll just go to your dorm do whatever the hell we want and then I'll sneak back to my dorm at night so your friends won't be able to see but mine will"

"Okay, i wanna kiss your genius brain and this is a perfect plan"

"Oh i love you" he said hugging her. In moments like this was when y/n felt the best because even though she'll never admit to anyone she had started giving James the longing stares she once gave Regulus and maybe just maybe she liked James and even though they were not going to be together it was nice fake dating him.

That evening when you were back at your dorm Lily had asked you something.

I just wanted to ask "how did you and James even got together i thought you liked Regulus?"

"Oh no that Regulus thing was just a cover up i just see him as a friend I liked James but was too scared to admit that's it."

"Oh yeah that makes sense"

You let out a breath of relief thankfully you already prepared yourself for these questions before hand.

"It was friday and you were afraid you'd break your jaw from how much you were smiling you couldn't help getting to spend some alone time with James was amazing even though you had been on hogsmeade dates this was different it was his dorm.

"So y/n are you excited for tonight?" marlene asked with a slight wink.

"Oh yeah definitely" you tried to play it cool.

"You better tell us all the details"

"Marls he's right there" you said looking right at him he shot you a wink when you looked at him.

You had a free class today and were headed to the the library to get some work done when you were met with a sight you wished you wouldn't have seen.

There he was just outside the library Regulus Black snogging a girl without a care in this world and even though you didn't like him anymore it still stung for some reason.

Why were you jealous when you liked James maybe you were too attached to Regulus and it hurt you to see him with another girl.

You didn't go to the library instead headed straight for your dorm dressed down and picked out Jame's shirt that he gave to wear it and went straight to sleep.

After a while your dormmates came into the room stirring you awake "wait why are you back did I sleep that long?"

"I guess you even missed lunch so we brought you some food" Lily said with a shy smile on her face god you hated what you were doing to her.

"Thank you"

"Okay now eat up we'll all go shower and then get ready for the party" Mary was clearly the most excited for the actual party out of the lot.

"That sounds great"

You did everything Lily said and were standing in front of the mirror trying to decide what drrss to wear.

You ultimately decided on a black mini drrss with baby blue ruching at the neckline and the bottom.

Reaching the patry it was on full swing and for the first time in your entire life you felt wanted.

"Baby here" James shouted at you.

"Coming, okay how do i look"

"Perfect now go get him"

Reaching James he pulled out a seat for you and kissed your cheek in welcoming your freinds followed suit to the drinks area where everyone was hanging out.

After talking with everyone and james getting up to get you drinks a few hours had passed by you had played some games and now as you were about to go to play something else.

James pulled you back and whispered "do you wanted to go up?"

You of course had to initiate it you told your friends you would.

So when you friends were around you started to kiss his jaw and made it look like you were whispering something in his ear.

And he replied with a yeah of course baby before leading you up to his dorm.

"Gosh I'm so tired" james yelled before plopping on the bed.

"Really i thought james potter's party drive was high."

"It is just not tonight"

James was laying on his stomach trying to dig out his record when you decided it would be a great idea to tickle him.

He looked offended to say the least "did you just tickle me?" you just shruged "oh you are so in for it" he stated before you decided to run for it.

He was chasing you all over the dorm and you landed on his bed again he took this opportunity to pin both your hands above your head and tickle you.

"Stop stop jamie stop please"

"Jamie you nevercall me jamie until someone one's around"

"Don't you like it?"

"Love it actually, I love it when you call me jamie" he answered with such a nod that made it sound like he came to a very important conclusion.

If y/n was to tilt her head upwards a mere centimeter she would have been kissing james her james.

They were meant to be together and it frustrated her to every end he couldn't see that.

He tilted his head to the side his eyebrows kniting together in thought.

are you thinking of me?

She wanted to ask him but before she could he released her hands and sat up and in hopes to start up new conversation y/n thought it would be the best idea to talk about her previous crush.

"I saw Regulus kissing someone today"

"Oh no are you okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine I don't like him anymore there's someone else now." she said looking up at him wishing he would kiss her.

She thought she would be bold for once and leaned in only for James to back away.

Y/n you're not in your right mind right now.

she tried to hide her emotions she really did but it wasn't her fault her eyes started watering.

"Right of course sorry was just a crazy impulse.

James just nodded in response and that somehow made it worse.

"Oh would you look at that you said looking at the clock on his bedsude table it's late enough i should leave"

"But y/n-

And before he could continue she was out of the door.

Going back to her dorm she went in inside only to see her friends already back from the party.

"Hii y/n how did it go?"

"It was great he was great" you said with a bitter undertone which thankfully your friends didn't notice.

You went in your bed not in mood for an interrogation.

You couldn't stop it you were crying crying over a boy you never thought you'd see this day but here you were.

You hated how he made you feel.

You hated how he made you cry

But what you hated the most was that you didn't even hate him at all.

It was morning the birds were chirping the sun was shining but not for you you didn't want the morning to come beacuse that meant getting up and facing James.

But you had to get up you couldn't miss class again.

Reaching the great hall you were relieved to not see James.

Sitting next to Marlene you started loading stuff onto your plate.

"So you didn't give us any details you know."

"well there's nothing to tell i mean it was great i felt great I'm not sure he did though and now i don't know if i should ask him about it or let it be or maybe he's just hiding because he was enthusiastic i don't know I'm probably overthinking"

"Oh there's nothing to worry about I've had some guys who even though feel great just don't express it as nicely its totally normal"

"Really, thanks"

Wow y/n you just inserted your metal problems to make everyone belive he's bad at expressing things that'll make Lily jealous for sure ugh you hated yourself right now.

And just because it wasnt bad enough already James Potter had decided to show up.

"Hey baby"

"Hello" actually I'm going to go early to slughorn to see if I could find a seat after that you fled the great hall.

"But isn't her first class herbology?"

"I think so replied Lily"

You couldn't even look at him in the face let alone be in the same room what was he doing to you and why was he doing it you wish disappear into thin air right now the embarrassing moment replaying in your mind not in the right mind what does that mean.

You had decided that you don't want tofake date anymore it had been long enough already time for it to end.

Shaking you reached his dorm hesitant to knock and just before your hand was centimeters from doing so the door opened and there stood the man you longed you started doubting your decision.

But no you had to do this to make James and Lily happy.

"James I wanted to talk to you."

James asked you to come in but you refused standing in the doorway leaning on the frame you began speaking.

"I wanted to say that - I really- I think that we should end this fake dating thing. Lily is jealous enough and you should ask her.

"But what about your crush?"

"Oh it's okay i don't want to make anyone jealous"

After a few moments of silence while james looked like he was deciding something you decided to leave.

"Wait please wait."

But you resisted the cries and went on it was the nice thing to do for them.

You went to your dorm after that and collapsed on your bed that was probably the most hardest thing you have ever done and it hurt it hurt so much.

By the time you woke up to someone knocking on the door your eyes were all swollen and red and your cheeks had the tear stains still on them and everything about your face yelled you were crying though you didn't care.

But when you opened the door you wished you would had James was there and him seeing that you were crying was not the best thing.

"Y/n- he began before pausing and asking if were you crying.

"No I had something in my eye" you said frantically.

"Anyways did you want something?"

"Actually can I say something?"

"Yeah of course come inside"

"Y/n" he began once again "You said it's been way too long but i honestly feel like it's been mere seconds because every moment i spend with you i don't even realise I'm living it just because of your existence you have completely and totally mesmerised me and I yearn for you and it - it breaks my heart you cannot see that .

"What about Lily?" you whispered.

"I told her weeks ago I don't like her but still stayed with you because I like just being with you merlin I like doing nothing with you."

"I don't believe-"

He held you wrist and pulled you to look towards him holding your face in his hands.

"This feels like home you feel like home to me why don't you get that you are the sole reason why I exist and always will be and I love you y/n more than i will ever be able to say."

You started crying again pushing him lightly "you big idiot."

"So do you love me?"

You didn't answer just pulled his face towards yours smashing your lips against his him holding on to you so tight that if he lets go you will slip away.

Turns out all the books were wrong there are no fireworks in true love there's only comfort and that was exactly what you felt.

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3d-wifey · 7 months

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How many of y'all would care if I included Harry Potter into my list of what I write? Mainly the Marauders and co. I mean, there's more than enough written for them, but mainly with sub!reader, and I mean HELLA sub, which I realize I'm not 😒

AND YOU KNOW IM WRITING THAT POLY!MARAUDERS SHIT PEW PEW PEW

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ddejavvu · 8 months

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currently thinking abt like maybe poly!marauders w innocent!reader but instead of like 🥺👉👈 innocent she’s like 🤔🧍‍♀️ innocent yk what i mean? sorry if that’s too vague this is my first time doing a request lmao

i know what you meant in your request and i tried to convey it here but i can't tell if i did it right? i hope it doesn't come off as too cutesy i tried to just make her confused 😭 putting a keep reading just 'cause they act like total dumbass teenage boys here and it might give some of you the ick if i'm being honest

James peers down at the sticky note that had been shoved into the lockbox on the garage door of the cabin you're renting for the weekend, instructions from the owner on how to get inside.

"She says the code is 6, 9, 6, 9, pound," James reads, pausing to snicker before he finishes his sentence, "And she'd prefer if we came in the back door."

Sirius lets out his familiar bark of laughter, mumbling, "That's what she said."

"She's a woman that knows what she wants," James's face is glowing with a perpetual grin, his skin rosy from the cold. Even Remus chuckles from where he's standing behind you with your bags, and you're not sure why they all seem to be so delighted by the homeowner's request.

"It's probably 'cause her bush blocks the front entrance," You muse, pointing at some roses that have grown over the pathway to the front door, but are far too beautiful to contain, "I wouldn't want to trim it either."

Somehow, you've missed the mark.

Their eyes brighten with even more of the amusement that's typically shining in them, and their chests convulse as they try biting their tongues to stop from laughing.

"What?" Your brow furrows slightly, "Why's that funny?"

"It's not," Remus clears his throat, but he's lying, and you know he is because his mouth is twisted into a poorly-concealed smirk, "I think you're right, darling. It's the bush."

"S'always the bush," Sirius chimes in, grin far too wolfish to be talking of roses, "I mean, y'forget to garden for a week, and bam, it's out of control."

"Alright," Remus chides lightly, though he's still tight in the chest as he tries not to laugh, "Might I remind you that you haven't trimmed in a month? It's almost as long as the hair on your head."

"It clogs up the shower drain, mate," James concedes regretfully, "I can't back you up on this one."

Your brain is swirling with scattered concepts, your train of thought rapidly switching between tracks. Roses, bush, hair, trimming, gardening, showering, you feel like you've dropped two crates of words and now you need to sort them back into their original piles again. Surely roses goes with gardening and bush, but what have they got to do with showering?

"Whatever," Sirius scoffs good-naturedly, slinging his bag over his shoulder and punching the code into the door. He presses the final key, mumbling pound as he does so, then holds it open for you, "C'mon darling, inside, let's go to pound town."

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moonstruckme · 1 month

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hi! i've been stalking your page for literal hours and i love how you write poly marauders so much!! could you write how they would react to the reader coming home from a night out with a black eye or something like that?? <33333

Thank you lovely! And thanks for being so patient while I took literal months to get to this request haha, love you! <3

cw: reader is drunk and has a black eye

poly!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 1.2k words

“Hey, gorgeous,” Sirius says as you come in the door. Remus shushes him, and he lowers his voice. “How’re the girls?”

“Good,” you reply, cautiously quiet as you kick off your shoes.

Rounding the couch, you see James asleep on Remus’ shoulder, a small puddle of drool soaking into the material of the taller boy’s pajama shirt. They’re all in pajamas, actually. Envy strikes you through the heart. They look so unbearably cozy, better than you in your scratchy jeans and too-tight top.

“I hope you didn’t wait up,” you say as Remus flips his book closed, and Sirius chuckles. You’ll learn later that you’d been slurring your words.

“We don’t mind,” Remus confirms your suspicions. “You didn’t walk home by yourself, did you?”

You shake your head, flopping into the spot beside James on the couch. Only you hadn’t quite thought that through, and Remus tuts as he starts to rouse.

“Sorry,” you whisper. “Um, the girls dropped me off out front.”

Sirius nods his approval. James hums as he picks his head up off Remus’ shoulder, spotting you.

“Hey, lovie.” He transfers his affections to you, wrapping his arms around your neck and letting himself weigh heavily against your front. You giggle, your favorite monkey. “Did you just get home?”

“Uh-huh. Oh, Jamie!” You gasp as a memory makes its way out of the fog of your brain. “I saw something you would have loved.”

“What’s that?” he asks.

“We came across a dog park, and I didn’t even know those could be open at night but—”

“No, angel.” He’s stopped hugging you, an unpleasant development, one of his hands leaving your neck to hold your cheek. “What’s that on your face?”

“Hm?” You don’t remember anything getting on your face. “I dunno. Jamie, I’m trying to tell you about the puppies.”

“Just hold on, darling, sorry. Is that a bruise?”

“What?” Sirius is in front of you before you know what’s happened. Vampire-fast, you think fascinatedly, wondering if he’d have been a streak across your vision had you bothered to look. Though, to be fair, your vision is generally streaky at the moment. He takes your chin in his hand, tilting it up and to the side. “Remus, point your light here.”

There’s a low creaking as Remus adjusts his reading lamp, and then you’re squeezing your eyes shut.

“Jesus, what the hell?”

Remus curses softly, and you squint to see him leaning closer to you. Your boyfriends’ faces crowd your vision like a three-headed monster.

“Baby,” Sirius says, sounding heartbroken, “what happened?”

“I don’t—can you move the light away?”

More creaking, and you can see again. You blink, eyes watery, and Sirius lays a painstakingly gentle thumb over the skin beneath your eye.

“It must be bad if it’s already bruising,” he says.

Remus stands. “Then we should put ice on it.”

You pout as he disappears into the kitchen, but Sirius recaptures your attention by turning your face toward his.

“I need you to think.” He fixes his stare on yours gravely. His eyes are the color of the moon reflecting off water. You try to tell him so, but his frown doesn’t abate. “Listen,” he says, “what happened to hurt your eye? You have to remember.”

You purse your lips, shaking your head at him. “I feel like I’d know if something happened,” you say self-assuredly. “It’s probably just makeup. Can you get me a wipe?”

“Angel.” James’ eyebrows have hooked upwards in the middle. He’s looking uncharacteristically serious, too. Your boyfriends are really not being a ton of fun tonight, you think. “It’s all red and purple. You can’t tell me that doesn’t hurt, babydoll.”

You shrug. That may be so. But if it doesn’t hurt, who really cares?

Sirius gets up just as Remus comes back with what looks like a balled-up dish towel. He passes it to you with a tender look on his face.

“Put this on your eye, honey,” he says. Then, “Sirius, love, where are you going?”

“To call Evans.”

You touch the cloth to your eye, but it’s freezing cold, and you opt to let it rest in your lap instead.

“She won’t even be home yet,” Remus argues. “And what do you think you’ll accomplish if you do get ahold of her? She can’t tell us anything now that she won’t still know in the morning.”

“What if somebody did this to her? If Evans saw, I want to know about it tonight.”

“Don’t you think,” James says, “that if someone hit her, the girls would’ve come in and told us?” You lean against his side, and he wraps an arm around you automatically, rubbing your shoulder. He smells like strawberries and laundry detergent and something ineffably homey. “They wouldn’t have just dropped her off out front.”

“What if no one saw?”

“Then what do you think calling will do, love?”

“I just…I feel like I have to do something. Don’t you?”

You lean your head on James’ shoulder and snuggle into the familiar sounds of your boyfriends’ voices, overlapping and intermingling. You don’t realize they’ve gone quiet until Remus’ hand wraps around yours, and you open your eyes.

“You’ve got to actually hold this on your eye,” he chides lovingly, taking the dish towel from you and pressing it to your face.

The edge of something hard beneath the cloth digs into a tender spot beneath your eye, and you flinch. “Ow.”

Remus’ forehead creases sympathetically. “Sorry.”

But the pain brings another memory out of the fog. You pick your head up as you feel your good eye widen in realization, meeting Sirius’.

He flicks up an eyebrow. “What’re you smiling about?”

“I remember what happened,” you admit, a touch of embarrassment to your tone. And if you hadn’t had everyone’s attention before, you do now.

“What was it?” James rubs your shoulder reassuringly. “You can tell us.”

“It’s…when we were at the dog park, I got distracted.”

Remus’ eyes narrow. “Go on.”

You rub your lips together self-consciously. “I may have walked into a sign. About poop bags.”

James leans away from you to see you better. “Like, a metal sign?”

You nod, and he winces.

“Ouch, lovie.”

“Fucking hell.” Sirius covers his face with both hands, loosing a big breath through the cracks in his palms. Remus reaches back to pats his leg consolingly. “I was ready to go after whoever did that with a tire iron.”

You shrink into the couch cushions. “Sorry.”

“You could still take a tire iron to the sign, I suppose,” James says.

Sirius ignores him, crouching in front of you and taking your face in both hands. Remus lets the cloth drop rather than maneuver around him. “Don’t ever scare me like that again, understand?”

“Yeah,” James agrees, “if you injure yourself in the future, ask for a pen and make a note on your arm or something. Save us the worry.”

You lean forward, pressing a lingering, heartfelt kiss to Sirius’ cheek.

“Thanks for worrying,” you say, and where your lips touched him the skin glows pink.

“You’re taking years of my life, you know,” he says quietly.

Remus chuckles. “Don’t worry. It looks good on you.”

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garfieldsladybird · 1 year

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barmaid | the marauders.

the marauders (james potter) x fem!reader. (use’s she).

Warnings — fluff. blurb. smoking weed/pot/cannabis. alcohol; parents drinking. cussing. loving parents :) mentions of a TV show making young adults make dinner out of a deer.. im sorry :(

Summary — smoking with mia and monty causes James spirit to die a little and you become a bartender.

Credits: This is my work. I do not own Harry Potter but this is fanfiction, and I created this. It is not to be plagiarized.

Masterlist, Navigation, Poly!marauders List.

It’s a little after 9 p.m. as the hazy smoke in your best friends parents dimly-lit room begins to reach up to the ceiling. The greatly rolled blunt makes its way around the circle and back to you, diminishing in size each time. Leaning against a desk on the floor you get a little lost in the smoke that was surrounding all of you.

As you begin to focus a bit too hard on creating rings of smoke from your mouth, your neighbor in the circle, Sirius says, “Oi, pass it will ya?” funny enough he said it with a smile, jokingly.

As he said that you were already re-inhaling for another hit before passing it to Sirius who was on the edge of the bed in front of you, Remus was sitting behind him looking at a book that Monty wanted him to read but you didn’t know what it was about. The parents were drinking, Mama Mia was going on about something about dogs and she was sitting on a stool that was next to you but you couldn’t see her face while Monty was sitting on the other side of Sirius, James was sitting behind his dad on the bed.

These moments were the best, everyone was having fun, relaxing and smoking. There’s conversations going on around you but you weren’t really paying attention to any of them, your eyes were on the tv. On the TV screen, a show was playing but it was a real life show and it was where these parents sent their, most likely, young adult children to a wildlife show where they have to spend a few days in the forest and survive going through different tasks but the tasks are also life lessons. One of those life lessons seems to be making dinner, which includes cutting up the animal of that meal, it so happens to be a deer.

A shocked expression comes on your face when you see that a it was a deer, it wasn’t showing anything that explicit but it was dead. That’s for sure.

Looking over to your dearest friend James, you now notice that he was also watching the show with a terror-stricken expression, His eyes widened with no glasses, mouth parted open, head a little tilted to the right giving off the ‘what the fuck is this?!’ look that Remus would give Sirius when he suggested stupid prank ideas.

“Now you see this is what I was doing when i was your age,” Mama Mia comments, “My ma made me do this shit if i was bad!” She laughs before sipping on her alcoholic beverage which was vodka and cranberry juice, pretty good actually.

“You’ve had to cut up a deer before?” James asks his mum with an appalled look and a shocked voice.

“Yeah, you know I lived on a farm growing up.” she explains but says it like he should know this by now which he does but he’s shocked. “Oh! you know we ate a dear I caught once when you were younger?”

“What!?!”

“Oh don’t worry we haven’t done it in awhile and I don’t think I want to get back into that.” The only reply she got after that was just a deep breath of relief. One she may or may not know the reason of why.

The show continued on and so did the conversations, the diminishing blunt now being passed to james, smoke filled his mouth as he inhaled, looking real nice when he blow it out.

“Hey, barmaid, new drink ah?” Monty says, grabbing your attention from james, looking over you see him holding his cup looking at you with his usual playful grin that james always has.

“Oh yeah,” you mumbly, getting up with a smile you grab his cup to go and make him a new drink, before leaving he stops to tell you how much ice and alcoholic, and redbull.

“Wait, why does she get to make the drink?” Sirius asks, looking at you and him with wide eyes and a pout.

“Cause shes’s the only one who makes it right, and you always drink it.” Monty tells his son, laughing at the gasp and the face of betrayal Sirius made. Even though he should be used to the dramatic acts by now.

“She drinks it to!”

‎© 𝗀𝖺𝗋𝖿𝗂𝖾𝗅𝖽𝗌𝗅𝖺𝖽y𝖻𝗂𝗋𝖽. 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾!!

— I didn’t really know what else to add and I kind of just wanted to end it. If you like it and maybe want another one or for me to continue this kind of thing, please request it :) 🫶

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I Need to Feel You // Poly!Marauders x fem!reader

Summary: Waking from a lust-filled night, you were feeling slightly needy.

Tags: 18+ readers only, smut, subspace (kinda), cock warming, slow fucking, daddy kink, praise kink, dom/sub, size kink/difference), intense, creampie, overstimulated, edging, sensitive, multiple orgasms, aftercare, soft marauders, remus has a big dick

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The ache settled through the muscles in your body was what woke you first, the memories of the following night came tumbling through your mind in a joyful breeze. Gryffindor had won the quidditch cup for the third year in a row which meant late-night celebrations followed by attempts of showing James and Sirius how proud you were.

This plan only succeeded up to a point of undressing before the three marauders were licking, nipping, fucking, and bending in all shapes between the bodies, every hole stuffed and oozing with bodily fluids. It was the perfect night but today, it meant you were shattered, aching everywhere and needy.

Having been around the three of them in such proximity, you needed to feel that sensation a little more, it almost felt like something was missing from your body. There was however a warmth radiating just a little further up the bed and it was almost on instinct that you needed to be closer to it. This was easier said than done however as your limbs didn’t want to be responding to your brain, or at least, it was half-arsed, rather than crawling up the bed, it was more a drag of your exhausted body.

Luckily the warm culprit wasn’t too far away and from his natural scent, without even opening your eyes, could tell that it was James Potter. The Gryffindor Seeker was already half-awake as he felt your body desperately trying to creep closer and was able to position his arms under yours and pull closer.

“Morning love”, his voice was thick with sleep as he leaned down to kiss your temple, breathing in your own scent that calmed him in his own morning ritual. Resting your head against the crook of his neck, you smiled against his skin, kissing it lazily in your own welcome.

James held you close, not realising just how cold you were until his heat began to pour into your muscles. Opening your eyes, you released a heavy yawn, body shaking with exhaustion as he moved his face away slightly so he could look at your face, one hand resting against your naked spine and the other dancing along the sensitive skin on your cheek.

A laugh bubbled in your throat, lips spreading into a cheeky smile as your eyes caught sight of James’ already naturally messy hair but now it looked like there was no saving it. James gave you a confused expression at your laugh but as you reached to try and comb his hair back down to your body he only rolled his eyes, turning to grab his pair of glasses on the dresser beside the bed.

“Nothing like being laughed at in the morning”, he joked, relaxing back into the bed and releasing his own yawn before glancing back down at you. The two of you smiled at one another, just happy to be in each other's embrace. James gently kissed the tip of your nose, his hands lazily exploring the area across your back. “You’re in a good mood this morning”, he casually commented.

Humming in response, you returned your face to his neck, attempting to also lift your leg over his hip but it felt so heavy that he had to reach down and drag it over his thighs. This was how you felt his morning wood, long and hard in between his legs as he pulled your leg up until it rested on his hip.

Not being able to help the giggle from escaping, you could feel James’ smile from the cute sounds you were making. “You know, it’s even worse to have at a man's cock my love” as he spoke, he lowered his lips to your cheek as you arched your head back, his words only making you laugh harder. It wasn’t that you were actually laughing at his hard member, still slightly delirious from the night before.

“Sorry James”, you offered your first words of the day to him, snuggling in closer to his body but the movement from your hips mean that your bare cunt brushed against his hip.

“Anything I can help with there?” his voice suddenly sounded silky as he referred to how wet your pussy was, even leaving a damp spot against his skin. As he looked down at you, the lust slowly filled his eyes as well the pulse of his cock against your thigh.

“Want to feel you closer”, was your own response, voice still sounding thick with sleep. James stroked a finger across your cheek once more and now it was his turn to laugh.

“Are you sure you don’t want to just sleep? You did have quite a busy night if I do recall?”

Your eyebrows furrowed, eyes sliding shut as your fingers moved deeper into his hair, holding tightly, “need to feel you closer, daddy.” Each word was filled with desperation, worried that he wouldn’t actually go along with what you truly wanted, even though your bodies were touching, it still didn’t feel like you were close enough

James tutted, finally understanding just how you were feeling, “ah I thought so, are you feeling a little bit needy today my love?” he asked, referring to the chosen nickname that you’d used.

It wasn’t necessarily a subspace that you were mentally in but having spent hours being full of cock, fingers and tongues; waking up to nothing always left you feeling extra needy. Nodding eagerly to James’ question, he then began to help you sit up so that his back rested against the bedframe and you were in his lap.

Both of your hands rested on his shoulders, face returning to nuzzle into his neck as your thighs stretched over his thighs to straddle him. James mostly held you up though with his arms supporting your back, his cock now resting in between your two bodies.

“Do what you need to do” he encouraged, giving you complete control over the situation. Tiredly and with his help, you raised onto your knees and eased his pulsing member into your soaking pussy. The two of you groaned deeply in pleasure, eyes closing and fingers gripping tighter to each other's bodies as inch by inch you slide down his cock until the two of you were moulded together.

You were still incredibly sensitive from the night before, so you didn’t want to move, just wanted to cockwarm him, the full sensation was just what you were hoping for so your body relaxed into his hold.

James understood immediately that you just wanted to sit there, holding onto one another and he was more than happy to do this. As the minutes ticked by, your delicate cunt kept clenching and twitching around him and even though you didn’t have the urge to ride him, it was still pleasurable and relaxing.

Even at one point as your arms dropped to your side with exhaustion, you could feel yourself falling asleep. “Are you began to fall asleep on me, love?” James asked curiously, warm hands still supporting and teasing the skin across your back.

“Mmm, feel so good, I��m so full”, you mumbled tiredly, voice vibrating against James’ skin.

James was happy that he was making you feel better and itching the metaphorical scratch of feeling close to him. However, after nearly 10 minutes of simply sitting there with his cock unmoving in your cunt which was still sporadically clenching and releasing, James was beginning to sweat. His cock was so incredibly hard it almost hurt, causing it to throb which only in turn caused your walls to flutter around him, it was an endless cycle that he was quickly going to lose.

You felt so fucking perfect around him and he didn’t want to upset you by bringing this to an end because he came but he also wasn’t sure how much longer he could stay like this, needing a break or something.

Just as he attempted to shit his legs, hoping to pull out slightly, you groaned and only ground your hips down harder causing him to swear and release his hold of your back to grip the sheets, begging himself not to cum.

Thankfully his saviours came in the shape of the two other marauders as they returned from stealing some breakfast from the kitchens for you both.

“Oh thank Merlin!” James frantically whispered, keeping his voice low so as to not wake you. His cheeks were now flushed, eyes wildly staring at the two men, sweat coating his forehead causing his hair to damply stick to it.

Sirius was the first to laugh, “having a good morning there, Prongs?”

“Sirius this isn’t funny! She’s feeling super subby this morning and wanted to be close to me and now I need to cum so bad! I can’t stay here for much longer but I don’t want to upset her by not being able to feel full so can one of you, please, come and replace me!”

Both Sirius and now Remus too were laughing at James, of all predicaments to be in, it could have been worse.

“Guys I’m being serious, I’m going to cum!” James was slowly losing his patience with the two other marauders, feeling his cock continue to throb, knuckles aching from the grip on the sheets that he had.

Sirius rolled his eyes at James’ dramatics, beginning to strip his clothes as he muttered, “I think you’ll find I’m Sirius and looks like, I’m also your saviour too”.

The long-haired Gryffindor began to climb across the bed, his cock already thickening from the moment he’d walked into the room and seen yourself and James' naked bodies. James sighed in relief as Sirius moved closer, kneeling directly behind you.

Sirius began by kissing your shoulder, making sure to not frighten you awake, keeping his touches careful and soft, if you were feeling subby, you need that extra care and attention rather than the rough domination that you’d experienced last night. Carefully moving his arms around your body, his lips dropped to hover over your ear, making sure to whisper calming sentiments as you began to stir.

“Shhh Sweetheart it’s all going to be ok, I’ve got you, it’s Sirius. That’s it, lean back into me, that’s a good girl, I’m going to look after you so poor Prongs can have a little break”, his voice had completely changed from the sarcastic one just heard, it was now tender and caring as your head leaned back onto his shoulder, allowing him to help ease you off of James.

“Sirius?” you asked tiredly, attempting to open your eyes to look up at the boy, wondering when he’d gotten back.

“That’s right Darling, it’s me. Going to have a cuddle with me for a little bit”.

Your entire top half was now leaning on Sirius as James was breathing hard and just as he began to ease his cock out, he quickly gripped your thighs, keeping you still, his beautiful mouth dropping open in a gasp, “wait stop, I’m cumming!”

You watched as his eyes scrunched closed hard, his tip still remaining inside and you could feel his dick completely draining inside of you. James came so hard he was nearly dizzy, chest heavily breathing, head falling back against the bed as his balls emptied into your hole.

It gave you a lot of adrenaline to see him look almost desperate with how desperately he needed that orgasm and as he began to calm, releasing the grip on your thighs, rubbing the sore spots quickly before leaning it to kiss your lips delicately. The movement caused his softening cock to finally slip out and a gush of moisture of both yours and his juices slipped down onto the bed.

Sirius was watching with a devilish grin from over your shoulder as James sat with a satisfied smile. Realising he was still mostly holding up, he snapped back to his job and helped to lie you in the centre of the bed, making sure to praise your efforts, “that’s my girl, look at how well you treated James, I’m so proud of your Darling”.

His words had you smiling tiredly into the bed, looking over your shoulder as he eased himself behind you. Sirius’ taller frame was able to curl around yours completely, his arm under your head so that you could lean on it but also hold his hand and the rest of him spooned behind you.

“You did so well,” he continued to praise as he made himself comfortable

“I- I want you closer Siri,” you asked quietly, beaming with pride at his words but feeling the evident loss of the cock between your legs.

“Don’t worry Sweetheart, I’m going to look after you”. This is exactly what he did, using his spare hand and positioning his hips correctly, Sirius was able to aim his cock at your awaiting, cum filled hole which only aided in him being able to slip in.

As the satisfied sensation caused you to sigh happily, James leaned down and kissed your cheek, finally climbing off of the bed to go and clean himself up as Remus knelt next to the bed, holding a slice of toast.

“I think someone needs some breakfast”, he tried to aid you, clearly needing the energy with how exhausted you were.

This doesn’t mean you had to go along with it as you briskly turned your face into Sirius’ arm, hiding from Remus’ food.

“Come on Moony, can’t exactly expect her to eat when she’s already full up”, Sirius joked from over your shoulder, wiggling his eyebrows and ever so slightly thrusting his hips causing you to whine highly and clench harder with your cunt.

“Sirius stop that, she needs to eat something”, Remus reprimanded, stroking a hand along your bare arm before locking your fingers together, bringing it up to his lips and kissing the back. This also filled your chest with warmth, opening one eye and turned to look at him as he gave you a sweet smile back.

“I’ll eat after, I promise” you tried to reason with him, showing that you weren’t completely lost in the submissive headspace that they needed to take control as you wouldn’t be able to look after yourself. Remus nodded his head, taking a moment to kiss the back of your hand a few more times before standing and leaving you two to it.

Closing your eyes once more, you completely relaxed into Sirius’ embrace, finding that your hips had slowly begun to roll, soft mewls building in your throat.

“What do you want? Talk to me,” Sirius encouraged, his thumb and index finger casually playing with your perked nipples.

“Want you”, your voice still sounded thick with sleep but the tight grip on his hand showed just how very much awake and needing you were at that moment.

“Alright Love, I’ve got you”. Sirius released your nipples to gently hold your hips, helping to keep you in place to thrust his hips back and forth very slowly. Making sure the two of you felt every single drag and push of his cock, your walls quivering with each movement.

Eventually Sirius attempted to increase the pace but all you had to do was shake your head once and he was returning back to the slow pace, kissing your shoulder blade, “Ok, we’ll take it slow, just you and me.”

The slow rocking of your bodies helped to lul your needy sensations and the feeling of him was absolutely blissful, neither rushing to an orgasm, just being as one, in and out, groaning each other's names.

After a while - much like James - Sirius began to struggle. The Gryffindor Beater wasn’t usually one for slow, tender love, more enjoying a hard fuck against the wall so trying to keep in control was driving him mad because it felt so fucking good for him to feel every single convulsion that your pussy walls did. But even with his good stamina, there was only a certain amount of time that he could do this and as beads of sweat began to drip down his own spine, he knew something needed to happen.

“You alright over there, Padfoot?”, it was now Remus who was teasing with a smirk plastered across his scarred face, leaning casually against the bedpost with his arms crossed.

“Fuck off”, Sirius grunted, closing his eyes, hips stuttering slightly as he nearly lost control. Trying a different tactic, he eased his hand from your hip and around the front, in between your legs, intending to rub your clit in circles.

However it was so sensitive that you simply brushed away his hand, “I want just this, it feels so good”, you moaned, smiling happily, unaware of the difficulty currently being experienced by the man fucking you.

In truth, you were very close to cumming but the slow pace, kept you almost edged, feeling the elevated high that came before the orgasm and you were enjoying it, finding it almost thrilling.

Sirius bit his lip for a moment, cursing in his head as his thighs began to tremble from the effort of holding back. “Darling, I don’t think I can keep going for much longer, I really need to cum”, his skilful lips began to kiss the junction between your shoulder and neck causing you to sigh.

You liked the sound of him cuming, knowing that even though you’d not put much effort in, both boys had cum inside of you and with how pretty James looked as he desperately came earlier, you wanted that again.

“Mmm, I want you to cum for me Siri,” you announced, forcefully pushing your hips back and purposefully tensing your walls around him.

With the unexpected movement, Sirius only had a second to harshly grip your hip, holding you once again in place and grunting loudly, whole body shuddering as we came. “I love you, fuck-” he cursed and even though you were facing away from him, you could hear the same desperation from him as he coated your insides with his hot seed.

It took a few minutes for him to relax into the hold. “I love you too”, you smiled into his arm, kissing the skin just as he was doing to your shoulder, allowing for his cock to slip out and climb out of bed, leaving you on your own.

Opening your eyes, you smiled lazily, looking around for Remus, hoping it would be joining you next. Luckily he was standing next to the bed, taking off his clothes, knowing he couldn’t just leave Sirius and James to cum inside you without his own contributions and he every so desperately wanted to see your beautiful face light up in your own pleasure.

For a moment, you were able to admire the tallest of the marauders as he climbed into the bed. Remus always made you feel the daintiest without even trying just by the sheer size of his body and the impressive sight between his legs.

As he began to crawl up your body, your fingers found their way into his hair as he used his thick thighs to push both of your weak legs up, his mouth quickly trailing a path of open-mouth kisses up your sternum and to your throat, nipping the area below your ear.

His entire body completely overwhelmed you perfectly and he was careful as to not brush your clit with his cock, having seen just how sensitive it was. “You’ve been such a good girl for us, taking care of James and Sirius, let me take care of you now, Pup”.

Leaning up on his forearms so he could look at your face, he was confused to see a frown displayed. “Want to take care of you though”.

He released a deep chuckle that sent sparks straight to cunt, “you will Love, but I just want to see you cum for me first.”

Remus was so calm and soft, always so aware of wherever he was touching you, making you feel warm and protected, much like the other two had. Gently, with a flick of his hips, Remus was able to push the tip of his thick member into you but you’re a little swollen and therefore grunted, head falling back and hips automatically trying to roll further down.

It always took longer to adjust to Remus’ size, something he would occasionally mock you for because you just felt so small around his cock but he always made sure that you were comfortable.

A shiver passed through your body as you were stretched to your maximum, taking inch after inch until hitting your cervix. You were hungrily gasping for breaths, thighs shaking against his.

“That’s a good girl, deep breaths for me, you’ve taken my cock so well my love”.

The sensation was suddenly so overwhelming that you couldn’t even warn him probably, simply just stuttering “I- I..I” before your walls was clamping down harder as your orgasm constricted throughout your entire body. The build-up of both James and Sirius, having your walls stretched the way they had, was almost a red-hot pleasure through your abdomen but the smile on your face grew in satisfaction.

Remus was just as satisfied as you were, cursing under his breath and closing his eyes feeling your cunt contracting around him, you felt so fucking good wrapped around him. Eventually as you calmed down from your high, you were able to look up at the man hovering over you.

“Want you to cum too”.

Remus leaned down to kiss you tenderly, his lips moving steadily against yours as he attempted to pull out however the movement had you dragging down the bed with how violently your cunt was gripping onto his cock.

“Fuck, you’re so tight! Take a few deep breaths for me, love, need you to relax for me”. You did just that, releasing the hold on his hair, allowing him to hold your wrists above your head as you concentrated on breathing, relaxing the muscles between your legs.

Finally, after a few attempts, eventually, he's able to fuck you, slowly at first but with all of the overstimulation, every nerve felt like it was alive with pleasure, almost to the point of being overwhelmed causing a lone tear to slip from your eye.

“Please…please cum”.

“Nearly there, you’re doing so good for me”.

At some point, Sirius and James had joined the bed to take a hold of a leg of yours each, pushing it back until your knee was resting against your chest, giving Remus the perfect view of your overused, puffy cunt that was still coated in everyone’s cum.

All three of them were now giving soft praises, helping to keep you grounded and not spiral. Remus eventually released his hold on your wrists, sitting up on his knees, his grunts low as he bit his lip, his large hands gripping your hips tightly.

With his firmer grip, he was able to fuck you just that tiny bit harder which had you cumming again, crying out, back arching up and this was all Remus needed to feel his balls tighten, shaft twitching and cum spurting out in thick drools.

Remus’ chest glimmered with sweat and he was breathing heavily as he made sure to praise you one last time, “good girl”, before gently pulling his dick out, glancing down to see the mixture of bodily fluids that had been created and the puffy, overused state in between your legs.

Rushing to the bathroom, he returned with two wash clothes, the first was warm, washing away the mess that had been left, being careful with your sensitivity and then the second cloth was cool, helping to soothe you.

You were desperate to turn onto your side and sleep but Sirius was there, stroking your cheek to wake you again, making sure that you did actually eat that slide of toast and then James was quick to follow it up with a drink of water.

Smiling sheepishly at them all from the middle of the bed, you watched as Sirius and James changed to go to quidditch practice and Remus was more than eager to climb onto top of the covers with you.

“We’l meet you down by the lake after lunch”, Remus informed Sirius and James who nodded, waving a farewell before leaving the two of you.

“Could you read to me, please?” you asked quietly, holding him around his middle.

Remus did just this, picking up the book he’d left on the nightstand, his other hand idly stroking the back of your head, his soothing voice sending you to sleep in seconds.

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thebestofoneshots · 20 days

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Waiting For a Girl Like You | wolfstar x reader

Pairing: R.L.. x S.B. x Gn!Reader (originally written as a woman but then I discovered I hadn't used any pronouns, and the reader was not particularly feminine, so it became my first official GN) Word Count: 5 k Warnings: None Prompt: Unbeknownst to many, your birthday has always been a quiet affair, you don't often celebrate it and you certainly weren't expecting for things to change the moment you met those two, enimagtic boys on your Creative Writing course. You could have not been more mistaken.

I got two requests a couple of weeks ago and I could not fulfil them on time for the life of me. Dear @msblacklupin and @propertyofrjl sent me similar requests about a certain birthday fic and first of all, Guys your birthdays are on the same day, How cool is that!?! Second, I'm so sorry I took so long, but it's finally here!

I decided to combine the prompts since I thought it would be really cute for the story, and this is what I've come up with.

Hope you enjoy, darlings! I'm wishing you all the best! xx Lils

Written for @msblacklupin and @propertyofrjl

You hadn’t had the best experience with birthdays so far. Back in your hometown, it was the same day as a special celebration of the discovery of the mines and they held a huge, town-wide party for it. The party was great, a fair, balloons, cotton candy, everything great, everything kids loved. Unfortunately, it was so good that people tended to forget about your birthday since they were excited about Mining Day.

Of course, people close to you remembered (your parents), but even though you had told your friends plenty of times that your birthday was on the same day, it had slipped their minds a good deal of times. You tried to make parties and people would prefer going to see the guest singer invited to the festival. You'd make them the next day and they were too tired to come.

Eventually, you just gave up on celebrating your own birthday and decided to join the rest on Mining Day, enjoying the candies and everything in between. It might have not been your special day but it was a special day and that was as good as you’d get. Or so you thought.

When you moved to London for university, you didn’t even think about telling your friends about your birthday, and they hadn’t asked either. That was until you took that Creative Writing side course and met them. You had been on time but the room had been filled to the brim with students, and there was nowhere to sit. You’d huffed and were about to leave to ask for a chair from a different classroom but when you turned around you bumped into the prettiest person your eyes had ever laid eyes upon, piercing grey eyes, long wavy hair, and features so elegant he looked royal.

He smiled, such a pretty smile. “Hey, you were going for one of these? I brought extra,” he said as he pulled one of the chairs up to signal what he was talking about.

“Yeah,” you said shily.

“Cool, come along then,” he said and you moved out of the way as he moved with the chairs. He moved his chairs all the way to a table where there was another stunning person sitting down. “What’s your name, Luv?” You replied with your name, soft and polite. “Pretty,” he said, flashing that same smile your way, meaning both you and your name, not that you knew. He accommodated the chairs, one next to each other, wiped his hands on his black jeans and then extended his hand to you. “Sirius Black.”

You shook his hand and then the other boy’s warm smile caught your eye. “Remus Lupin,” he said with his hand extended as well. He had scars all over his body, but it didn’t make him any less handsome. Were you curious about them? Of course, you were. Were you gonna ask? No way in hell.

The boys had met each other at a boarding school in Scotland and had moved to London recently. Remus wanted to take a lit class and tried to convince his friends to join him but Sirius didn’t love the idea of a class where he’d have to read and analyse books, so he suggested taking something more on the creative side.

Remus found the Writing Course and Sirius had been more than happy to join him. You and Remus actually had a lot in common, you discovered as the class went on. You had both read a lot, and you veered towards the same authors and storylines. You had an insane passion for Oscar Wilde and he loved Mary Shelly. You sometimes wondered if he liked her so much because of the way she described the Fiend, you truly hoped that wasn’t it, because while you could see how Rem would relate to the monster, you hated the idea of it, since you considered him absolutely stunning.

Days had gone by, and while you always sat with the boys and hung out with them every time you saw them at school, you hadn’t really seen them outside of it, that was until you got a group assignment and Sirius was quick to place his arms around both you and Rem and claim you as his team.

Remus scribbled your names on a piece of paper and handed them over to the teacher before she assigned each of you a different subject for your story. You got fantasy. The boys seemed to be diverted when you started talking about mythical creatures and wizards, and you assumed it had something to do with an inside joke they developed through the years of knowing each other.

They invited you over to their apartment that was just next to a corner cafe cleverly named “The Corner” and you had stopped by to get something for you and the boys, since you weren’t sure how long it would take and were now waiting just outside the door to their apartment complex.

“We’re coming, Sweets,” Sirius’ voice said through the speakers as the door buzzed open to let you in.

You used your shoulder to push inside and carefully moved the carton with the three coffee cups inside as you entered, your backpack strap got caught in the door and you were forced to turn around to and you opened the door again, placing the paper bag with fresh bread on your mouth to free one of your hands and pulled the strap free.

When you turned around, you were shocked to find a smiling Sirius right in front of your face. “You shouldn’t have bothered, Luv!” he said and extended his hand towards your mouth, taking the paper bag and then the carton with the coffee from your hand.

“I wanted to,” you said simply.

Sirius and you went up the stairs, Remus was waiting by the door and the two of them welcomed you in. For an apartment belonging to two boys, it was surprisingly neat. Remus had arranged his coffee table with a few cushions over the rug so you all could sit together, he had a couple of pens and pencils, his notebook and a stunning Remington Typewriter.

You almost walked straight to look at it when you spotted it on the table, “This is her, isn’t it?”

“Yeah,” Remus said as he sat beside you. “Wanna try it?”

“Can I please?” you asked, you had a Brother one at your apartment, and you adored her, but Remingtons were classics. His was from the 50s and it looked brand new. Rather than responding, Remus placed a paper through the platen and pushed it towards you.

Since you didn’t actually have a plan to write something, you just typed the boys’ Name and then yours, right at the top of the paper.

“What are we going to write then? Any ideas?”

“Didn’t you say you wanted to talk about wizards?” Sirius asked with a smile.

“But do you want to?”

He chuckled, “Of course, Sweets, we’d love to go for that.” He reclined his head on the sofa. “We’ve actually discussed it, and we have some ideas, don’t we Moony?”

Remus shot a look at Sirius, who winked in return.

“Yeah?” You asked as you turned your gaze to Sirius. “For the plot?”

“Mhm… hear me out. It’s a hidden school for wizards, you get there by taking a secret train hidden at King’s Cross. The school is full of magic and mysteries and ghosts and other magical creatures.”

You frowned, “I don’t know… it sounds a little too surrealistic, doesn’t it?”

Sirius laughed at your statement and Remus threw pillow towards his face, you squirmed in your seat a little uncomfortably and then Rem placed his hand on your shoulder, “It’s okay, Dove. We don’t have to go for Sirius’ idea.”

“But he said you wanted to write about it too…”

“I’ll be happy with whatever we make. I know with our writing skills and Sirius’ creativity we’ll make something brilliant.”

You pulled out your notebook and checked the list of ideas for the story you had to write. It had to be at least 50k words and you had three weeks to finish it. So the three of you would have to get writing as soon as possible, which meant you had to define the story and you had to define it fast. Most of your ideas were either unfinished, not doable in such a short time or had the opportunity to be integrated into Sirius’ magic school.

“Okay, tell me more about your Wizard’s school.”

Sirius smiled, threw a look at Remus –a satisfied sort of look– before turning back to you, “Okay, so the name is Wartshow: School for Wizardry and Witchcraft, and–“

“Doesn’t Witchcraft and Wizardry sound better, though?”

Sirius licked his lips and smiled. “All right then, Wartshow: School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.” You wrote it down in your notebook.

“It’s the story about a boy, a boy that thought they wouldn’t be able to assist even though he was a wizard.”

“Sirius,” Remus said in a warning tone.

“Shut up Moony, you’ll kill my inspiration.”

“Why did he think that?” You asked.

“Because he was bitten by a werewolf when he was 4.”

Remus scoffed and stood up, “I’ll bring the snacks.”

“Is he okay?” you asked.

“He’s not a fan of my story,” Sirius said. “He says the main character is not a hero, but I differ.”

You hummed in response. “What’s the boy’s name?”

“Re- Andrew,” he said, “Andrew Renault.”

“Renault? Is he french?”

“No, I don’t– he is not.”

“Okay, then we should go for a more English name, like… Remington?”

“Andrew Remington? Sounds posh.”

“As if Sirius Black sounded less posh,” you joked and he scoffed playfully at you. He continued listing his ideas, telling you Remus’ story although he had changed the names of almost everyone. “Will there be dragons?” you asked after he had laid out the basic idea.

“Dragons? Those are dangerous!”

“Of course they are, but it’s more exciting than the…ugh” –you checked your notes– “boggart monster you mentioned.”

“Dragons are definitely more exciting than Boggarts,” Remus said as he sat on the floor next to you. You couldn’t help but notice his scars, perhaps Sirius had used those as inspiration for Andrew.

“Okay, so we’ll add dragons. What if there’s a dragon in the dungeons?”

“No, in the dungeons there are snakes,” Sirius said as if it were a fact. He had clearly thought this out.

“Okay… what about a secret room in the castle that has dragons? It’s magical, right? It could be bigger on the inside, like the TARDIS.”

“The what?” Sirius asked, confused.

“The TARDIS! From Doctor Who?” you said as if it were a fact, he still looked confused. “You do know what I’m talking about, right Rem?”

“Is it a book?” he asked.

“A book? How do you even call yourself Brits if you don’t know about Doctor Who? That’s it, Sunday, my house, we’re watching a marathon.”

“Whatever you want, dove,” Remus said and handed you a piece of chocolate.

“So, going back to the story. A room that’s bigger on the inside. Like a… Chamber of Secrets?”

“Sirius,” Remus warned again.

“It’s what she said!” Sirius said defensively.

After that, you finished plotting the small story in between the three, even with the slight reluctance you detected from Remus, you got around to defining all of your main characters, the challenges they’d go through and the resolution of the story.

“By the way, tomorrow is our flatmate James’ birthday,” Sirius said as he closed the notepad he’d been writing on. “Wanna come to the party?”

“I don’t think I’ve met James, though.”��

“It’s fine, he’ll love to meet you I’m sure,” Remus said. “When is your birthday?”

“I–“ you hesitated, “I don’t really celebrate it.”

“Why not? We should definitely celebrate the day you were brought into this world,” Sirius said.

You smiled, Sirius could be the sweetest sometimes. “I don’t do parties…”

“Because you don’t want to?”

“No! It’s just… long story, don’t bother yourselves with it.”

“I’ll tell you a secret,” Sirius offered. “In exchange, you give me your birthday, how about that?”

You laughed, Sirius wasn’t the type to care too much about things, so you walked towards him and whispered the date in his ear.

“Now yours?” you said as he leaned closer to you.

“It’s all real, we are magicians from the school in our story,” he whispered.

You laughed. “I thought you’d tell me a real secret, should have known,” you added as you shoved him, he just laughed and shrugged in response, as if he was saying it’s your loss, for not believing his lie.

After that day, you hung out with them almost all the time, be it to watch movies, to continue that Doctor Who marathon, or to hang out with the boys on their birthdays. In fact, it was almost odd if you didn’t see each other in more than a couple of days, since they would find almost any reason to meet, Sirius would call and say ‘Hey, there’s a new movie I want to see, you coming with us?’

Or Remus would leave a note on your mailbox telling you to come with him to a library later that day since he had just finished the book he was reading and you were always the best at finding the right books.

So. of course, you thought it was odd when, on the morning of your birthday, you called their apartment and got no response. Now you weren’t expecting a grandiose party, you weren’t even going to get a cake or anything, but you wanted to see them, maybe go out for dinner, or have a cinema night. You rang them again and still no answer.

You sighed and walked towards school. You didn’t have that creative writing course today so you weren’t expecting to see them there, but perhaps on the lunch break, you’d find them in your usual spot.

Your classes were rather tedious, an old professor that spoke very quietly and you had to sit at the very front to even hear him, and then another professor who almost always went over the same thing you’d seen in the first class. Always, round and round the same thing, with nothing new. At least you’d have a class with Professor Almain before lunch. It was your favourite class of the semester –aside from the writing course– and so far, you thought it’d be the highlight of your day.

But when you got to his classroom, the room was empty and there was a short note on the board: Professor Almain is indisposed today. Study Chapters three and four of your book, you’ll be discussing them next class. The note was signed by Tobby Klein, his assistant.

You sighed and sat down on one of the chairs, sulking as you took out the book mentioned and started to read. Someone else tried to enter the room a few minutes later, and when they realised there would be no class, they left the classroom instantly. Perhaps they had something better to do, you didn’t.

You had taken that class as an extracurricular, so you barely knew the students in it, and your classmates were in a class you had taken online, so you couldn’t exactly go search for any of them. You could have gone to the library, but it also seemed unnecessary when you had a perfectly quiet classroom all to yourself.

You were about halfway through the chapter when you heard someone knocking on the glass window. When you turned you spotted Sirius waving his hand at you with a bright, pearly smile. He looked as dashing as ever. It was ridiculous how pretty you still thought he was even when you saw him all the time.

He entered the room shortly after. “What are you here all alone?” he asked as he pulled a chair next to yours and pressed a short kiss on your cheek as a greeting. Sirius did that all the time, you’d assumed it was because he was half French.

“Class was cancelled,” you said as you pointed to the board. “Had nowhere to go. Aren’t you supposed to be in class too?”

He hummed in response. “It’s that stupid advanced maths class Moony convinced me to take, I was falling asleep and asked to go to the bathroom to throw some water at my face when I spotted you.”

“You should go back.”

“To maths? Rather than staying with you? Yeah, right!”

A small smile appeared on your lips as you stared at him while shaking your head in disbelief. “What if you fail, though?”

“I’m not going to fail,” he said with a shrug. “Moony can tell me what it was about later. Wanna grab something to eat? My treat.”

You nodded and pulled your bag from the ground. “I was actually going to invite you guys over tonight,” you said as you opened the zipper and placed the book inside the bag, “I mean I’m sure you don’t remember, and I don’t really want to make anything big but–“

“That today is your birthday?” Sirius asked.

You turned to him in shock, “You– you…”

“How on earth would I forget?” he said with a smile. “It’s the day my best girl was born. They should make a fucking parade for you.”

You felt your cheeks warm at Sirius’ grandiose attitude. “Come on,” he said as he stood up and offered his hand. “It feels like a day for ice cream, want some?”

You nodded and he dragged you towards the parking lot, his hand not leaving yours at all, you tried to ignore the fluttering in your chest since you suspected he had a thing with Remus, but it was almost impossible when he looked at you with his stunning grey eyes.

He took out the helmet they’d gotten you when they started offering to take you on rides from Moony’s bike and handed it over. It was a full-face black helmet that matched the one the two of them wore almost perfectly, but while Moony’s had a half moon and Sirius’ had a star, yours had both.

It had been Remus who added the matching moon, and Sirius –who instantly got jealous over it– painted a star right in the middle, he was exceptionally good at painting, sometimes you wondered why he didn’t study art. Then again, you weren’t sure what exactly they were studying, since they had taken classes from more than four different degrees as if they had only picked the few classes that they were interested in.

You took the helmet in between your hands and hopped on Sirius’ bike. He drove you to the small park that was just a couple of minutes from the school and got you your favourite ice cream from the small ice cream shop James had discovered a while back.

“So, about tonight?”

“Moony has a thing,” Sirius said with an apologetic smile. “He has a big presentation tomorrow and he’s working on it with his team tonight, they’ll be using the rooftop of our apartment for it, I believe.”

“Oh,” you said, trying to hide your disappointment.

Sirius bit his lip, “Why don’t you come over?”

“I wouldn’t want to be a distraction, I mean–“

“I don’t have to work on any projects,” Sirius said. “We could play chess, watch a movie while he finishes and then we order something to eat.”

“You– do you really think that’s a good idea?” you asked, uncertain, as you brought your ice cream to your mouth.

“For sure,” he said. “We could get a cake and–“

“No cakes.”

“But you like cakes!”

“Not on my birthday.”

“That’s ridiculous! You have something on your face.”

“Where?” you asked.

“There,” he said as leaned his finger close to you and smeared some of his ice cream over your cheek. You gasped in shock.

“Sirius!” you admonished.

“Yes, Luv?” he responded, as if you had just called him.

You used the napkin wrapped around your cone to clean your cheek, “That was uncalled for.”

“I don’t know about that, your cheeks looked like they needed some ice cream,” he said while trying, and failing to hold back a smile, he pulled a napkin from his pocket, much like a magician would do, and handed it over to you. You were about to take it from his hand, but he shook his head and wrapped his fingers around your chin and turned your head to the side softly. “Allow me.”

He took longer than needed while whipping your cheek, but he didn’t exactly want to pull apart, and you didn’t want him to pull apart either.

“There you go.”

“It’s sticky now,” you teased.

“Nothing can keep you happy, can it, Sweetheart?” he said dramatically and wrapped his arm over your shoulders and leaned his head on yours.

You just laughed. Sirius convinced you to skip the next class and stay with him at the park and then took you home.

“Want me to pick you up?” He asked as you got down from the bike. He had propped the small side stand down and was leaning on the handlebar. You could hardly believe he had driven you all around looking that handsome, with his leather jacket, and high boots. Sirius was pretty all the time, but sometimes he felt more like a fictional character than like an actual human.

You saw a girl eyeing him as she passed by, and you couldn’t help but smile at him and nod. “Yeah, that would be lovely. At 7?”

He smiled, gave you a short wink, and put his helmet back on. “See you soon, Sweetheart.” He said, voice slightly muffled by the helmet before he drove off. You entered your apartment shortly after, and it took you a whole minute to recover. It’s not that you hadn’t gone out with Sirius plenty of times, but this one seemed a lot more like a date than all of the previous ones.

You took a snack bar from your pantry, went for a shower, and asked your classmates about the class you’d missed. A friend of yours told the teacher that you were feeling sick to cover for you and he said he wouldn’t count the absence (it was the first time you missed that class anyway), and you had always been rather participative.

After that, you grabbed the book you’d been reading and read until it was 7. The light outside had already gone out, and you took some chocolates you’d bought for Remus last week and placed them in your backpack, it was then that you heard the familiar honk of Sirius’ Triumph.

You walked downstairs and met him outside. He switched his band tee for a snug turtleneck sweater that fit him obscenely well and was still wearing his leather jacket. You had kept your helmet and put it on as you approached his bike.

“You smell nice,” you said as you sat behind him.

“You think?” he asked, playing dumb. “Maybe it’s the aftershave,” he added as he pulled the side stand up and drove into the street. You eyed him suspiciously, not that you could see much while he had his helmet on but you still did.

By the time you arrived at their apartment, you had forgotten all about your suspicion and were just leaning onto Sirius as much as you could, since the night had grown a lot colder than you expected it would. Sirius parked his bike just outside and the two of you walked the three floors of stairs to their apartment.

You expected to see James lounging around like he often did, but he was not there, and Sirius told you Remus was on the terrace at the top, doing his thing, so you walked towards the sofa while Sirius offered to make you a cup of tea.

“Remus bought the one you like,” he said, pulling out a box with the tea you had tried a while back. You had fallen in love with the flavour, but you never found it in the supermarket –it was from a small tea shop at Diagon Alley, so really, there would be no way for you to find it.

“Okay,” you said, “got milk?”

Sirius nodded towards the fridge and you helped him by pulling out the milk and some biscuits. When your cup was ready, he handed it over to you and took a sip of his own. He glanced at the clock quickly, so quick you barely even noticed and then smiled. It was that mysterious smile of his that told you he was up to something. “We should go see Remus.”

“What? I thought he was working on his project.”

“He probably is, but you haven’t seen him all day, I’m sure he wants to at least give you a birthday hug.”

“A birthday hug?” you asked in disbelief.

“Yes! A birthday hug! We’ll bother him for a bit and then we come back and you tell me about that book you’ve been reading. The one with the character you said reminds you of me.”

“You’re so full of yourself,” you said with a laugh as you nodded and followed along with him.

As you reached the top of the stairs you heard some shuffling on the other side of the door. Sirius was the one to open it first, but none of the lights they normally had were up.

“Maybe they went to do their homework at the Corner Cafe,” you told Sirius as you turned to him. Suddenly all the lights turn on, including candles and the hanging fairy lights at the top.

“Surprise!” A chorus of voices sang.

You were startled, Remus and James were right in front of their small table, and there was a cake right in front of them. They had invited their friend Lily, who was dating James and with whom you were fairly close to. She was the first one to approach you.

“I can’t believe Sirius was the one to tell me when your birthday was, Luv! He used to forget mine all the time!” She turned to Sirius with an accusing gaze and then back at you. “Happy Birthday,” she added as she hugged you.

James gave you a short squeeze after and Remus wrapped you in his arms and pressed a kiss to the crown of your head. Sirius joined the hug right after.

“You’re squeezing me, boys!” you complained in a laugh.

“It’s a birthday squeeze, deal with it,�� Sirius responded, and pressed even closer.

“Remus?” you tried, he was the most reasonable one between the two.

“You heard Sirius, Dove. It’s the birthday squeeze.”

You must have stayed like that for at least a minute before either of the two let go of you, you were certain Lily had whispered something to James, but you were too busy basking on the wrath of the squeeze to bother. After that, you would have sworn the lights of the cake turned on by themselves as Lily walked over to you with it. They sang Happy Birthday while Sirius pulled you to sit on his lap, using the terrible excuse that there was no other seat available.

You had cake and then they handed over your gifts. A book from Lily and a chocolate frog from James, although he warned you not to open it until later. You didn’t know what that was about but decided to do what was told. Eventually, Lily said she had to go and James offered to walk her.

Although he said ‘I’ll fly you’ getting a look from Remus that you missed entirely. The boys had extended a pair of matts over the deck and you were all laying on them while gazing at the stars.

“It was lovely, thank you for the surprise,” you said as you looked at the waning moon.

“It was nothing, Luv,” Rem said.

“Remus was really eager to celebrate your birthday. We actually have a little present for you,” Sirius added.

“Really?” you asked, turning to Sirius.

“Mhm,” he nodded.

“Open the frog,” Remus prompted.

You leaned forwards and sat on the mat, pulling the frog from the table and doing what told. Suddenly the Frog that looked like it had been made out of chocolate jumped and fell near Remus’ leg. You gasped and stared at the moving frog. It looked like chocolate, but it moved as if it were alive.

“What– did James give me an actual frog?”

“No, it’s chocolate,” Remus reassured and picked it up. The frog stilled in his hand.

You stared at it in disbelief, “Is this some sort of trick?”

“It’s magic,” Sirius said.

You frowned at him.

“Remember the story for our class? The one that we worked on together?”

“Wartshow, Andrew, yeah of course.”

“Well, It’s sort of real.”

“What?”

Remus pulled out his wand and handed it over to you. You stared at it, it looked like a wand, it felt like a wand, but there was no way it was magic because magic– “Is this some kind of trick?”

Sirius laughed and pulled out a different wand from his pocket, he whispered something and red sparks blew out from the tip. You swallowed and took it from his hands. Checking on it to see if there was some kind of trick, or cannon dust or something inside of it, but it was just a stick, fancy, but a stick.

Remus took his wand and with another set of words, levitated the small frog right in front of your face. You looked at it with eyes wide open and moved your hand all over it to make sure it really was floating, and it wasn’t some kind of invisible string trick. It was right in front of your eyes, and it was still too fascinating to believe.

“But… in our story, wizards couldn’t tell the non-wizards about their existence. It was meant to be a secret… I mean… Why are you telling me?”

Remus smiled, his hand searched yours and he leaned his head on top of yours and sighed. “Because we trust you,” he said while looking ahead, at nothing in particular.

Sirius searched for your other hand, making sure to turn it around and interwinning his fingers with yours. He placed his head on your shoulder. “Because we like you.”

You hadn’t had the best experience with birthdays, but this had been one of the nicest birthdays of them all, more so when your two crushes admitted what Sirius had meant by his words. That they liked you –romantically– not just as friends.

A/N: I am so, SO sorry for taking this long to finish your gift, but I made it a bit longer than initially planned to make up for it.

Hope you both had the most amazing birthday and that you're having a wonderous day today. Sending you lots of love, hope you enjoy this little thing <3

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