#sirius x mckinnon!oc

[friendly-neighborhood-boricua]

Orestes

Summary: Marlene McKinnon is very very gay ... but her sister isn’t.

Notes: Harry Potter Universe, pre-Azkaban Sirius, imagine.

Sirius sauntered over to Marlene, who was giggling in the corner of the library with Dorcas, and plunked down in a chair right next to her, swinging his arm around her shoulders.

“Hi there, Mar,” he said, smirking at the blonde girl, who only raised her eyebrows.

“Do you need something, Black?” she asked, obviously irritated, and Sirius shrugged.

“Nothing in particular—”

“Great. If that’s all.” Marlene turned back to Dorcas, who had a smug smirk plastered on her lips.

“—but I was wondering,” Sirius continued, “if you wanted to accompany me to Hogsmeade this weekend?”

“Why would I want to do that, Black?” Marlene and Sirius were decent friends, and there was always some sort of playful banter between the two. However, it was obvious to everyone involved that Marlene was very much a lesbian and held no romantic interest for Sirius in the slightest—well, everyone except Sirius himself, apparently.

“Oh please, Marlene. We’ve been flirting for ages. Why not just go on a date with me?” Sirius reasoned with a casual shrug. 

Marlene’s jaw went slightly slack. “Wait.” Her eyebrows furrowed. “You really don’t know?”

“Know what? Do you have a boyfriend?” Sirius abruptly removed his arm from around her shoulders, and Dorcas furiously bit her lip in an attempt to contain a snort of laughter. 

“Sirius,” Marlene’s face showed nothing if not pity, “if I were to ever go on a date with a man, that man would be you. But—and I’m not sure how you didn’t figure this out—I am a raging homosexual and therefore physically cannot like you like that.” Dorcas couldn’t contain it any longer, and a shriek of laughter escaped her lips as her face met the table, her black curls framing her heaving form. 

Sirius, meanwhile, almost passed out from embarrassment. His eyes widened to the size of tea saucers, and his face practically transfigured itself into a tomato as his jaw fell. He almost immediately pulled away from Marlene and sat a respectful distance away, refusing to meet her eyes as he stammered an apology.

“Don’t be sorry, truly,” Marlene said easily. “I can’t believe you didn’t realize it before. I mean, Dorcas and I have been dating for—what, a year and a half, now?” Dorcas seemed to nod through her convulsions, sitting up and taking a deep breath to compose herself. 

“Shit, really?” Sirius felt terrible, now. “I’m so sorry, Doe, I didn’t realize.”

“No, it’s perfectly fine. That just made my day, my week, and almost my month.” Sirius rolled his eyes at her response, saying a quick goodbye in an effort to escape the embarrassment as quickly as possible. He was only a couple of rows of bookshelves away when Marlene called him back, and he groaned internally.

“You know,” she said, a mischievous look in her eye, “I have a sister.”

~~~   ~~~   ~~~   ~~~   ~~~

“GEORGIA!”

The librarian shushed Marlene aggressively as the girl shouted across the library to Georgia McKinnon, who sighed and looked up from her book, meeting her sister’s gleeful eyes with a glare. 

What? she mouthed, obviously irritated, and Marlene pointed from her sister to the bookshelf next to Dorcas, where a tall figure stood casually.

Georgia had seen Sirius Black around Hogwarts on numerous occasions. She was a bright girl, so she took a lot of advanced classes, quite a few of which she shared with the notorious lady’s-man. She was also quite good friends with Remus Lupin, who happened to be very close with Sirius, and Georgia was Remus’s number-one confidant when it came to his worries about his friends’ safety. She knew about his “furry little problem”, and her presence always seemed to do wonders on Remus’s—and everyone else’s—nerves. 

Georgia made a confused face at Marlene from across the library, who rolled her eyes and beckoned her over. Georgia shook her head, motioning to the book in her hands, and Marlene raised a threatening eyebrow, as if to say “if you don’t come over here, I’ll drag you”. Begrudgingly, Georgia gathered her things and marched over to her sister and Dorcas, who smiled kindly at Georgia.

“Hi Georgie,” she greeted in a whisper. “Sorry she interrupted your book. I couldn’t really stop it.”

“It’s alright, Dee. I know it wasn’t your fault.” She sent a glare at Marlene, who gladly returned it, making Dorcas chuckle. “What did you disrupt my happiness for, anyway?”

“Georgia, this is Sirius Black.” She motioned to the boy that still leant against the bookshelf to the right of Dorcas. “He was asking about you.” Sirius’s eyes widened, and he sent Marlene a bewildered look that she ignored. 

Georgia McKinnon was absolutely stunning, to say the least. Her blonde hair was held out of her face in a gold clip—though it didn’t do a very good job, seeing as there were quite a few curls that fell into her face—and her sharp sage eyes seemed to bore into Sirius’s soul in a way that felt like he was sinking into a sea of honey. When Marlene told her that he was asking about her, he was immediately embarrassed.

“Oh.” Georgia didn’t quite know how to respond. Although she had her fair share of boys who were interested in her, they were never as well-known or good-looking as Sirius was. “Well … nice to officially meet you.” She adjusted her armful of books to rest in the crook of her left elbow as she extended her right hand for him to take. Sirius shook it, maintaining eye contact as if he were in a trance, and Georgia blushed, quickly averting her eyes. “Well, I’d best be off. Professor Sorena asked if I could tutor some third-years over lunch. I’ll see you around, Sirius, Dee. See you later, Miss Medusa.”

“Fuck off, Georgia,” Marlene snapped as the girl strode away, laughing lightly, and Sirius about melted on the spot.

“Awww, look at him.” Dorcas leaned her head on Marlene’s shoulder. “He’s in loooove.” Marlene rolled her eyes, though there was a light smile on her lips.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever. Let’s go get lunch.”

Three Years Later

Three knocks rang through the McKinnon household, and Marlene bounded from the kitchen to the foyer, opening the front door. 

“Hi there Peter,” she said, furrowing her eyebrows. “What are you doing here this early?” It was barely seven in the morning, and the rest of the McKinnons—plus Dorcas, who was staying the night—were still sound asleep. Peter himself looked terrible, if Marlene was honest. His eyes were sunken, and dark purple bags hung under them, but his eyes were fierce and determined. “Peter, are you alright? You look sick.” 

Marlene surveyed Peter for any injuries—a habit she had grown used to, given the war—and that was when she saw it.

Peter’s long-sleeved shirt—too warm for mid-summer—was rolled up to his elbows, exposing his left forearm, where a dark, slithering tattoo caught Marlene’s eye. 

Immediately, she slammed the door shut, forcing the deadbolt into place and taking a step away from it. She was defenseless, now, having left her wand on the bedside table, and her anxiety grew as Peter placed his fist on the door from the other side.

“Mar, just come out. Come with me. Nothing will happen—I promise.”

Marlene was frozen to the spot, terror consuming her to the point of no return.

“Marlene.” Silence. “Marlene, don’t make me come in there.”

“Mar?” Georgia. “Who’s here?”

The sound of her sister’s voice broke Marlene from her stupor. “Georgie, go back upstairs,” Marlene ordered, her voice hushed.

“What? No, Sirius is taking me to the movies in an hour, and I have to walk to—”

“No, Georgia.” Marlene’s voice was firm, but there was something Georgia had scarcely heard before, too—fear.

“Mar, what’s going on?”

“Georgie, please just go up—”

The door flew off of its hinges with a deafening bang. Marlene just barely ducked, but Georgia wasn’t so lucky. She was hit head-on by the solid mahogany door and in an instant, she crumpled to the ground. Marlene cried out to her sister, but her attention was quickly brought to the man walking through her broken doorway. 

“Mar, you should have listened,” Peter said, the pity in his voice almost fooling her for a second. “Nothing would have happened if you just came with me.”

~~~   ~~~   ~~~   ~~~   ~~~

Georgia felt the pain before her eyes were even opened. It felt as if her forehead was struck by lightning, leaving a residual shockwave that wouldn’t stop bouncing her brain back and forth in her skull. Immediately, she groaned, and a handful of muffled voices filtered through the headache, worsening it as they grew louder and louder. After a few moments, her head felt as if it were being split in two. Suddenly, a loud voice cut through the rest, which all slowly quieted, and another spoke gently to her.

“Georgie?”

~~~   ~~~   ~~~   ~~~   ~~~

Lily Potter leaned over her best friend’s younger sister, hoping against hope that she wouldn’t follow Marlene’s path. Sirius had grown worried when Georgia hadn’t shown up at their usual meeting place, eventually making the trek to the McKinnon home. What he found was almost more than he could handle. 

The McKinnons and Dorcas Meadowes were dead—massacred in their own home—and the sole survivor of the attack was the woman laying in the guest bedroom at the Potters’. Everyone was crowded around the bed, hoping that Georgia would survive. The blow she sustained was enough to knock her out and split her forehead open, and by the time Sirius had arrived, there was a startling amount of blood staining the floor, but Lily insisted Georgia would survive—whether for her sake or everyone else’s, Sirius wasn’t sure.

A small groan escaped Georgia’s lips, and the group of friends murmured in excitement. She sounded pained, but at least she was alive. 

“Everyone quiet,” Lily hissed, ushering the group out of the door, but Sirius stayed by Georgia, and Lily let him. 

“Georgie?” Sirius’s voice was as soft as he could manage, and he couldn’t think of a time where he was more glad to see Georgia’s pale green eyes than when her eyelashes fluttered apart and she squinted around the room.

“Where am I?” she asked, her voice hoarse as a hand came up to touch the gauze wrapped around her head. 

“You’re at James’s, darling,” Sirius reassured, holding her free hand and kissing her knuckles as she looked at him.

“Are you okay?” she asked. Sirius’s bloodshot eyes and tear-stained cheeks were obvious, and it ignited a spark of worry in Georgia’s stomach.

Sirius laughed tearfully. “Yes, m’love, I’m fine.” 

His face didn’t match his words.

“Where’s Mar?”

The dreaded question had come sooner than Sirius had hoped. 

Lily quietly excused herself as Sirius sat next to Georgia’s head in the king bed, legs crossed. He stroked her hair gently as her light green eyes peered up at him with such curiosity. His breath caught in his throat. He knew the news he bore would break Georgia’s heart, and if it were up to him, he would never tell her just to keep her as she was just then; innocent and content, even in the middle of a war. 

The pit of worry in Georgia’s stomach only grew as Sirius looked at her, examining every inch of her face as if it were the last time he would see her like that. She knew before he even said what had happened. Her mind couldn’t remember what had occurred, but the tug in her heart told her even before she had opened her eyes that something was wrong.

“Sirius,” Georgia whispered, eyes filling with sorrow as she spoke. Sirius almost wanted to cry out—to tell the unworried look in her eyes to come back, because he could never get enough of it. “Sirius, tell me.”

Georgia felt the spark in her heart fizzle. 

Her ribcage felt hollow as Sirius bit his lip, restraining his own tears for her sake, and a strangled sob left her lips.

“Please, Sirius, please.”

This wasn’t an option.

Marlene had been a part of Georgia’s life from the start. She was a teasing, ever-loving constant in Georgia’s world. She’d never left before. She would never leave.

This couldn’t be an option.

“I’m sorry, Geor—”

“NO!”

Georgia scrambled up, almost passing out as her headache tripled and the world tilted sharply. Sirius wrapped his arms around her waist before she could even get off of the bed, pulling her into his lap, and Georgia let out a dry sob, pounding her weak fists against his chest.

“Georgia, she—”

“NO, NO! STOP!”

“Georgia, she’s gone!”

“NO!”

~~~   ~~~   ~~~   ~~~   ~~~

James, Remus, Lily, Alice, and Frank listened in silence as Georgia screamed for her sister, some with hands over their mouths and others with eyes closed, barely holding back tears. No one knew what to do other than wait. Marlene was friends with everyone, and it was only a twist of the knife to hear Georgia in such pain after her sister’s death. She was always the shoulder for anyone to cry on, no matter the circumstances, and all that anyone could think to do was to provide the same service for her now.

But somehow, it didn’t seem nearly enough.

~~~   ~~~   ~~~   ~~~   ~~~

Lily didn’t let Georgia out of bed for several weeks, and another week and four days passed until she allowed Sirius to take her home with him. Georgia was obviously in mourning, though no one except Sirius ever saw the full extent of her grief. After the first day, she seemed terribly anguished, but she never cried in front of anyone, only allowing the agony to consume her when she was curled in Sirius’s chest at night. 

Sirius was tasked with packing Georgia’s things and bringing them from the now-empty McKinnon house to his flat in London. He returned with glassy eyes and a trunk full of clothes, toiletries, and a mess of photos, gathering Georgia from the Potters’ and apparating to his flat in Isle of Dogs. 

It was late when the young couple arrived at Sirius’s humble apartment, and he led Georgia up two flights of stairs without much event. He fumbled with the keys for a moment before finally unlocking the door and holding it open for Georgia, who stepped in with her luggage. 

Sirius’s flat was one of Georgie’s favorite places. It was cozy and always smelled like Sirius; spearmint gum and the aftershave he used. She left her trunk in Sirius’s room, not bothering to unpack before she walked back into the living room and curled up on the couch. Sirius placed an order for pizza before joining her. He pulled Georgia into his lap, his arms resting naturally around her waist as her head found its usual place in his neck. 

The two sat like that in silence for a while, not bothering to speak until the buzzer rang and the delivery man arrived with one large cheese pizza. They ate over the sink like the twenty-somethings they were, watching the boats float by on the River Thames until they were full. Sirius wrapped his arms around Georgia’s waist as she nibbled the pizza down to the crust, resting his chin on the crown of her head as the two swayed slightly, and still, no words were spoken. 

Suddenly, Sirius swept Georgia up in his arms, making her squeal a little. He smiled. It was the most joyful sound she had made in a while. He carried her into the bedroom and set her down on their bed before looking at the bookshelf in the corner. Quickly, he flicked through his small collection of records before finding the one he wanted and putting it on the record player. The vinyl scratched slightly before Fleetwood Mac’s “Rhiannon” played softly through the room. 

Sirius pulled Georgia up, holding her close to his chest as he swayed to the beat, and Georgia met his eyes with the closest thing to happiness he had seen in almost two weeks. The two silently danced through their bedroom, Georgia eventually resorting to standing on Sirius’s feet as he moved since he wouldn’t stop stepping on her toes. The song ended with a small scratch, and Sirius brought a hand up to Georgia’s cheek. He kissed the tip of her nose.

“I’ll take care of you,” he whispered.

“It’s rotten work,” Georgia said back.

Sirius shook his head. “No,” he whispered, watching her eyes very closely. “Not for me. Not if it's you.”

~~~   ~~~   ~~~   ~~~   ~~~

Sirius—

In the unfortunate event that I die, this letter is to be delivered to you via Dorcas. If she’s dead, then I don’t know how this is going to get to you, so I may be wasting my time, which is an annoying thought, but oh well. 

Anyway, I shall make my point perfectly clear. Here it is: 

TAKE CARE OF GEORGIA.

I don’t care if she’s a pain in my ass. She’s my sister, and to fulfill my dying wish, you WILL take care of her. Understood? Good. 

Thanks,

M.M.

P.S. I’m totally haunting you in the afterlife.

P.P.S. Actually, I don’t want to witness you knocking up my sister, so never mind.

#sirius black x oc #sirius black x mckinnon!oc #sirius x oc #sirius x mckinnon!oc #padfoot x oc #padfoot x mckinnon!oc #padfoot #marlene mckinnon #dorcas meadowes #marlene x dorcas #marlene mckinnon x dorcas meadowes #dorlene

[hoaxriot]

CAUSE YOU WEREN’T MINE TO LOSE

pairings. james potter x fem!reader.

summary. every year james went away to hogwarts while you went to a different wizard school, but every summer it was you two. until he brought home a girl.

summer was finally here, you were back home and the air was crisp, the warmth was just right. one thing was different but you didn’t know it yet. your mother yelled for you to remember dinner with the potter’s, which of course you already knew.

getting in the shower washing off the smell of your school and getting ready quickly since you arrived home later than usually. your mom yelled for you from downstairs, you groaned as you looked for clothes in your closet since, most were still in your bags.

once you did, you quickly changed and made your way downstairs.

“took you long.” your father said in a joking tone, you smiled at him following your mom out the door and across the street. since the two of your families knew each other since before you were born, your mother walked into the house without knocking. she held a bouquet of flowers as she yelled for euphemia making her yell back where she was in the living room. there was more commotion then usual making you confused.

the three of you made your way into the room where many people were sitted, you noticed sirius, remus, and peter sitting on the floor. then you noticed james sitting beside a red head, very close causing a pit in your stomach to form. more girls sitting around the floor.

usually, when sirius saw you he would hug you but he didn’t which made you even more nervous.

“i’ve met these boy’s but whose this lovely girl?” your mom questions looking at the girl, at her words you look towards james who was now avoiding looking into your eyes, usually when you walked into the door he jumped right up and hugged you.

your eyes snapped away when the redhead began to speak, “i’m lily, lovely to meet you!” she looked at all of you, you tried your best to smile but it wasn’t true. sirius was staring at you, the two of you became very close so you told him about you and james, he now regrets not sending you a letter at the true heartbreak on your face. he knew he should’ve but he was so torn between the two of you.

euphemia always went all out with the get togethers, but today was different. all of james’ friends were here, even lily’s since this year they had become a full group now that the two groups had come together because lily and james were dating.

she called everyone to follow her into the backyard where a long table was sitting in the grass, decorations all over the table. you follow your parents, usually sitting by james and the others but it was different. you watched as all of his friends fell into a group sitting by each other, even sitting far away from one another they were still having conversations.

this was the first time you felt out of place at the potters.

lunch went by slow for you, it felt like hours had passed but only one had. finally, everyone dispersed, your mother and father kissed your head as they followed the other parents, you quickly walked away towards the field in their backyard full of flowers where you and james had spent times together.

your throat had suddenly felt tight and an all too well feeling in your eyes, luckily everyone was too focused on whatever to come to you so letting the tears fall you took a deep breath with your eyes closed, head tilting back just a little to feel the summer breeze hit your rosy cheeks.

too focused on your thoughts, you didn’t hear the footsteps approaching. you quietly gasped seeing someone from the corner of your eye, scared that it was james but relieved to see sirius. he sadly smiled at you.

“when?” you simply questioned, he knew. “beginning of this year, she started to like him after years of him chasing after her.” he explained, your eyebrows furrowed as he spoke.

you let out a scoff with a little laugh, “chasing after her?” sirius winced, he was so beyond fucked, james never spoke about lily when he was on break because he was so focused on you.

feeling the sun peak through your curtains you opened your eyes fully opened, you smiled seeing james sleeping, he was snoring softly. he was beyond beautiful at any time of the day. you brought a hand to his face softly brushing the curls off of his face. he hummed in content at the feeling of your hands.

“morning,” he groggily spoke, you absolutely melted at his morning voice. “morning.” you replied. the sheets were tangled in between you as he tightened his hands around your waist bringing you closer to him, in-fact bringing you to lay on top of him. you lightly laughed as he kissed your neck.

“all these years he came home on break, sneaking out of his own house to come into my room. he went back to school and chased her?” gods, you wanted to hate her but she was everything, she was sweet and beautiful. he wanted to hug you hearing your voice crack as you spoke.

you laughed at yourself, cancelling so many plans your friends had invited to you over breaks for him, stupid james potter.

letting out a breath as you wiped the tears off your cheeks, “i’m so stupid.” you muttered, sirius heard you making him sigh. you turned around and began to walk away. he called your name as he followed you around the house, you did not want to face your parents or his. sirius calling your name caught everyone’s attention. they all watched as sirius followed you, disappearing around the house. james quickly followed leaving everyone making lily confused, leaving everyone confused on what happened.

sirius heard james so he stopped and let him follow you out of the yard.

he continued to call your name but you continued to walk away from him, he finally caught up to you grabbing your wrist.

“baby—“

“do not call me that!” you yelled at him yanking your wrist from his grip, “you do not get to call me that anymore.” the tears kept falling, there was no stopping that. james had tears in his eyes, it was a mess.

“please, just listen to me.” he begged, you scoffed. “no you listen to me, you chased after her for years!” realization struck him, sirius slipped and told you.

“you- what the hell was i too you, james?” desperation filled your voice, “i love you! an— and. god!” you groaned turning your head away. “i was never yours, but you were mine. all the time. while i was away, i was yours— writing to you, thinking about you, calling you, everything! while you were chasing her!” your voice rose in anger.

james had finally let the tears fall, he never knew it would ever come to this. you guys had been best friends since birth, literally. two weeks after you were born, he was. sharing birthdays growing up because the two of you wanted to share it. then he fell in love with you, and you fell in love with him.

now everything was crushed, your friendship and your relationship, he was losing you— he could see it in your eyes.

“i am so stupid.” whispering to yourself, again. luckily he didn’t hear you.

“just, enjoy your friends, james.” you spoke quietly as you turned away and james was so heartbroken he let you walk away, he watched you walk up the stairs to your porch and disappear into your home.

you immediately walked up your stairs and fell onto your bed, sobbing. not even ten minutes had passed when your mother realized you were gone, and she went back home to find you. she walked up the stairs quickly seeing your door open and the sounds of your sobs, her shoulders sunk seeing her daughter like this.

“sweetie.” she whispered sitting on your bed putting her hand on your shoulder.

“i thought he loved me back.” you spoke between sobs, you knew she knew because she was your mom. even though you didn’t tell her this one thing, she knew. the nights he snuck into your room or watching the two of you from the potters kitchen window.

“oh, my sweet girl.” she slid her shoes off and wrapped her arms around you letting you cry. soon enough, your father came home sensing something was wrong when his wife didn’t come home, he saw the two of you but let you be.

almost an hour had pass when the tears stopped, your mom wiped your cheeks and kissed it. “go take a warm bath and i’ll cook your favorite dinner.” she smiled as her hands were on your face, nodding softly the two of you got off of your bed.

later that night, you laid in your bed thinking.

james was never yours to lose.

#harry potter #james potter #james potter x you #james potter x reader #sirius black #marauders era #marauders #remus lupin #lily evans #marlene mckinnon #marauder era #james potter x oc

[neonlight2]

Marauders era Headcanons

I’ll be adding to this throughout the storyline

Masterlist

Sirius Black:

- Partially Deaf, because there is no way he came out inbred and totally unscathed.

- Genderfluid because he’s an indecisive bitch

- Loves when his hair is braided no matter how much he says otherwise (also likes his head scratched)

- Paints his nails just to chip them cause he thinks it looks hot (same thing with smudging eyeliner)

- Calls Lily ‘Evans’, until she and James get together then he calls her ‘Mrs. Potter’

- annoyed he has to share James

- Fidgets with his hair and finger/rings constantly, because he definitely had ADD

- Makes this claw thingy with his hand when he’s nervous (if you know where this is from ily)

- Can dance REALLY WELL (ballet), because of that pure blood privilege, and does the stance naturally

-Can play the violin but is embarrassed so learns guitar so if someone asks him if he plays an instrument he can just say that instead

- Sexuality = Hot people aka Remus Lupin ( he’s just a whore idk what else to say)

-Touch starved/attention whore

- Such a fucking G, this man would riot for anything his friends ask

- If you walked into his closet you would think two people put their stuff in there, no, just him

- Speaks French

Remus Lupin:

- Poor boy is depressed

- And actually poor which is why he sells weed or other muggle things (he hustles the shit out of the students at Hogwarts by saying everything is ‘exotic’ and they believe him because everyone thinks he’s smart)

- Touch starved but doesn’t like to be touched (if you know you know)

-Bisexual panic. All. The. Time.

-Oblivious as hell to the fact everyone wants him— I mean everyone

- Loves tea. SO. MUCH. TEA.

- Has a book club with Lily

- Got a ton of piercings and tattoos over fifth year’s summer, but people rarely see them cause he’s always wearing sweaters or covered up some how

-His whole closet look like it should belong to an old man, yet he still slays

- Bites his lips and inside of cheek a lot, so James carries around lip balm for him

- When he’s high he’s chill

- But he’s hysterical when he’s drunk

-Can read multiple languages, but his pronunciation is god awful (Sirius makes fun of him for it)

-Has Chocolate on hand at all times because once he didn’t and he threw Snape across the classroom

-Man is an uncoordinated tree

James Potter:

- Both the Mom and child of the group somehow

- Takes lots of naps

-Sorry to say but Gryffindor is his personality

- Foot taps

- Holy shit this guy is ADHD

- ‘Bambi’ is his other nickname, and he thinks it’s cute until he watches the movie

- The healthiest mentally of the group

- Golden retriever vibes

- If James hasn’t seen Sirius within 30 minutes and he doesn’t know where he is, he gets panicked

-Has a thing for Youngest siblings apparently (Lily and Regulus)

-Obsessed with Babies

- Definition of himbo sometimes

- He’s good at every sport he tries

- Queer

- Trained Sirius not to say Mudblood throughout first and second year

Peter Pettigrew:

- Trans (I’ll go more in-depth later)

- Ace

- if Social anxiety was a person

- Bakes like an absolute KING

- Chews fingernails, so Sirius got him leather gloves to matches his own to get him to stop

- Knows random shit/facts

-also knows everyone’s business because no one pays him any attention

- Short king

- Hilarious, practically makes the group piss themselves when alone in the common room

- Loves everything fuzzy

- Has been in love with Mary since third or fourth year, but hasn’t said anything because he knew about her and Lily

- Has family trauma too, but he doesn’t thinks it’s enough to complain about because of what he’s seen with Sirius

- Was the first to master turning into an animagus

-As bad as Sirius and James with worrying about his hair, just less loud about it

-He knew about wolfstar before James

Lily Evans:

-Pansexual

- Politics Queen

- As sassy and sarcastic as Sirius

-Stress cleans

- the Left corner of her forehead twitches when she’s mad

- Thick girl (her thighs are HUGE and James practically drools over them 24/7, respectively ofc)

- Short 5’

- the others have to keep her within arms reach because she gets lost easily in crowds, her hair is the only thing that helps

- Human calculator (she gets perfect marks on every subject EXCEPT DADA, which is the class Sirius and James do; it annoys her to no end)

- Most likely to actually throw hands

- Fangirls openly about book characters (with Remus)

- Can’t sing to save her life (poor babe just wants to sing abba, but she just ends up being made fun of)

-Vowed to not cut her hair until she graduated, so around sixth year she had to start braiding it because if she didn’t she’d sit on it

- Can forge a signature/handwriting very well

- Is actually really insecure about her magical abilities because of the rift it caused between her and Petunia

Marlene McKinnon:

-Lesbian

-The only person to actually make her question her sexuality is Remus, and that’s because it’s fucking Remus Lupin

- During fourth year when her and Sirius were ‘dating’, they were just teaching each other how to flirt with girls/guys and they’d kiss just to practice

-Obsessed with Piercings (begged Remus to give her a couple after he told her about how he had the supplies)

- One of the best players on the Gryffindor Quidditch team/ uses it as anger management (Beater position)

-Her and Sirius have an agreement to tell each other the weekly outfit plan so they don’t wear the same thing or color (red or black mostly)

- Roasting people is her platonic love language

-Can play every band instrument

-She looks like a tough, rocker chick but is a softie for Dorcas

- Intimidates everyone because she’s low key buff (can bench more than James and Sirius combined) and super tall (looks like a giant next to Lily)

-Can’t speak in front of Dorcas at first, yet Dorcas understands her

-Big on PDA which leads to Sirius gagging obnoxiously

-Her and Sirius “fighting” is for show so people stop shipping them together/ teasing them

- Dyslexic so Lily and Dorcas read to her if there’s anything important (which leads to them doing it even if she’s not around)

-Simps for James Mum (but who wouldn’t)

Dorcas Meadowes:

- Part of the Slytherin skittles

- Non-binary

-Demisexual

- Dark humor and it’s worse when she’s around Regulus and Barty

- Nyx is her first girl kiss in my oc story (Marlene probably was for every other story)

-Big softy when it comes to Marlene

-Resting bitch face

- Amazing artist/ sketching Marlene constantly

- Makes jewelry (Marlene and her matching rings, and friendship bracelets/ necklaces for the others that they can never take off— she warns them before hand)

- Will go batshit crazy if she stays up after 12 am

-Gets super competitive when playing Quidditch

- Rants about how much she loves pockets every 20 minutes

- Instinctively moves closer to someone she knows when she’s in public

- More introverted than the rest, would rather stay in the common room and chill

-makes a ton of your mom jokes

Mary Macdonald:

- Pansexual or Polysexual

-She loves to embroidery/making clothes, so if anyone needs something made or tailored they go to her

-Hypes everyone up all the time, ‘don’t disrespect yourself’ vibe

- Has the best alcohol tolerance in the group

-James potter triggers her for a multitude of reasons; they have a banter relationship

- She always has what you need in her bag— like Mary Poppins

-Lily was her first love and friend

- SUCH a good listener (like I know canon Remus and Lily would be the best listeners, but I think it’s Mary)

- Both her and Remus had a glow up fourth year and everyone wants to either be them or be with them

- Loves dancing, will do it randomly while doing absolutely anything

-Hates cold weather, she’ll literally wear five jackets DON’T play

-Has had or does have a eating disorder because of societal pressure of internal judgment; not to mention people definitely paint her out to be a ‘slag’ because she happens to be more open about her sexuality (and they don’t do it to Sirius because we live in a fucked patriarchy)

- Will scream “fuck the police” or “fuck the Patriarchy” when running away from an authority figure (or just Lily/Remus)

-vegetarian 

-Extroverted (loves to be around people/hates being alone)

Regulus Black:

- Asthma (again, can’t escape inbreeding completely)

-Has permanent dark circles, yet he still looks beautiful??? Looks like eyeshadow to be real

- Demisexual

-trans

-Scratching his knuckles is a severe nervous tick of his

-Writes poetry and short stories

- Plays the piano

-Started playing quidditch to interact with Sirius more and to impress him (but as he got older he didn’t really give a shit anymore)

-Speaks French and Reads Latin

-Really into Astronomy

- He had a crush on James in fifth year but didn’t pursue it because he still somewhat resented him for having Sirius all to himself (and he knew Sirius would get mad)

-Cusses a lot when around his friends

-Best poker face, could lie to anyone and get away with it

-Photographic memory

-Nice to all the House elves (and all the Marauders except Sirius and James)

Pandora, Evan, and Barty

Evan and Pandora are siblings

Everyone in the Marauders and Slytherin Skittles have agreed that Pandora has to be protected at all cost

What they don’t know is that this girl is lethal (Carries around potions she’s created that could burn through steel)

Barty is hella gay, psychotic, and a bit of a pyro

Barty is also low key obsessed with Regulus

Evan is in love with Barty

Rosekiller is a thing, and it is toxic (don’t we just love it)

I’ll probably add more for Barth, Evan, and Pandora later

#marauder headcanons #marauders headcanon #the marauders #marlene mckinnon #marauders era #marauders x reader #marauders #marauders x oc #slytherin skittles #james & peter & remus & sirius #sirius x reader #sirius x oc #sirius headcanon #remus headcanon #remus x reader #wolfstar #wolfstar x reader #dorlene #jily #jegulus #jegulily #regulus and evan and barty #regulus headcanon #barty crouch junior #rosekiller #pandora lovegood #dorcas meadowes #lily evans headcanons #james headcanon #peter pettigrew

[annabellelupin]

Marlene: dorca look what i got for you

Dorcas: Oh do I even want to know

Marlene: *pours out like 30 skeins of yarn on their coffee table* Lesbian yarn

Dorcas: ... what?

Marlene: I just so happened to go to the craft store earlier and they had a bunch of yarn that were like pride flag colors so I just had to get every one of them that looked like the lesbian flag

Marlene: you know. because you do the things with the yarn and you're a lesbian.

Dorcas:

Dorcas: this actually might be one of the sweetest things you've ever done for me

#marauders characters inspired by my ocs #fyi dorcas makes a giant lesbian flag blanket with the yarn and her and Marlene cuddle under it all the time #harrypotter #sirius black #remus lupin #james potter #maraudersheadcanons #lily evans #wolfstar #marauders era #marlene x dorcas #dorcas x marlene #dorcas #dorlene #dorcas meadowes #the marauders #marlene mckinnon

[miss-daisy-the-wildflower]

So I'm genuinely struggling rn because I want to put out a Sirius Black ff out soon. Someone help me decide what to write about plzzzzz

Choice one is a story line in which Sirius and my OC grow up together during their Hogwarts years and slowly fall in love. Years five and six will include all major plot points, plus a few of my own. It continues until 1981, in which Lily and James die and Sirius goes to Azkaban. (Plus some extra that will continue with the story.) It will continue in Harry's fourth year, in which OC comes back to the order after being gone as long as Sirius has. Slowly OC and Sirius fall back in love, he survives, and mostly everyone has a happy ending. Will be split into three different books/act depending on where I publish. Most emotions will be felt in the middle. (This one will include hints of other ships, mostly Jegulus. It will not be the main ship and will barely be there. Almost no one will know. And Dorlene will also be mentioned.)

Choice two is a story line in which OC is a friend of Charlie Weasley and Nymphadora Tonks and joins the order shortly after they do. OC meets Sirius and slowly, over the course of Harry's fifth, sixth, and seventh year, they fall in love. Will probably be slow burn. Probably one book/two acts depending on where published. This one may not have the happiest ending, but it will still be wrapped up clean and pretty. Most emotions will be felt in the middle/end. (Past wolfstar mentioned and Sirius is not mentally okay in this one. Like so badly to the point I will probably have to put trigger warnings and have multiple chapters be skipable for people because I really wanna touch on his Azkaban/Prison PTSD and issues.)

#marauders #dead gay wizards #hp #wolfstar #sirius black #remus lupin #oc x canon #sirius orion black #james potter #regulus black #lily evans #marlene mckinnon #jegulus #dorlene

[lixzey]

Head Over Heels

something happens and i'm head over heels.

one

remus lupin x oc

remus lupin x eloise clark

@helens3amstuff @gatoenlaciudad @thebetawolfgirl @lovemelikecrazyiloveyoucrazy @tchalamss @lilmaymayy @ashlynnmalfoy @crazycat-ladys-blog @michakune @mxltifxnd0m @spencerr3idd @dangelnleif @sthkate @ferrjulie @imnotoverlyobsessive

#remus lupin x oc #remus x oc #remus lupin imagine #remus lupin fic #remus lupin fanfiction #remus lupin #remus john lupin #remus j lupin #james potter #sirius black #lily evans #alice fortescue #mary macdonald #marlene mckinnon #academic rivals #academic rivals to lovers #oc #james & peter & remus & sirius #the marauders era #the marauders #maraurders #marauders era #marauders #marauders x reader #fanfiction #fanfic #imagine #original character #moony wormtail padfoot and prongs #slight enemies to lovers

[fensherohair]

The Maraurders & The Metamorphic Witch (Part 13)

Words: 1.8k Warning: None Pronouns Used: She/Her - Use of Y/N

Things seemed to quiet down in Gryffindor Tower as the summer holidays approached. However, the same couldn't be said outside of it. Allegra and her group of friends had quickly built a reputation, a bad one at that. Their ideas of "jokes" often resulted in tears or things only the group of girls found funny, although they ceased to see amusement in any of it the moment the same logic was turned on them, normally by the Marauders, although Severus had occasionally done it in defense of Lily. 

"You guys promise to write over the holidays?" asked Isolde, a soft tone to her voice as she looked around her group of friends. From the boys who so often caused mischief to the girls, she shared a dorm with. Sure, not all of them got along, but at least it wasn't World War Three. Lily and James were often going back and forth about something, with James all but pining after Lily and the fiery redhead ignoring him in favor of her friendship with Severus. The Marauders had bestowed each other with little nicknames and slowly started to find themselves over the last year. Their friendship had grown, and each had started to notice those around them more. 

"Who else am I going to pester?" asked (Y/N) with a mischievous grin. "Plus, you know Hunter is gonna send letters, too," she added, as laughter rang from her lips. Isolde's cheeks heated up with a pinkish/red highlight as she was reminded of her friends knowing about her dating life. 

"You can pester me," commented Sirius as he came to sit next to (Y/N), Remus squashing himself between (Y/N) and Marlene with a victorious grin. Marlene smiled sweetly as she reached for a bowl of her favorite jelly. 

"Save me the nightmares and just date already," commented James, pushing his glasses back up the bridge of his nose before pulling out the parchment once stashed away in the inside pocket of his robes. "Wait, where's Lily? Didn't she come down with you girls?" he asked, ruffling his hair as if to give the illusion he'd just stepped off his broom again. 

"Careful Prongs, your image is slipping," replied Peter, as if to poke fun at one of his best friends. Once again, he wore his favorite striped sweater, the one with Gryffindors colors. 

"What image is that exactly?" asked Marlene, a playful grin appearing across her lips before the laughter escaped her. James could only send her a deadpan glare, although a smile soon cracked through. Of course, the girls would take the opportunity to poke fun at him; he'd done the same over the school year, particularly in the quiet moments. 

"The poet?" questioned (Y/N).

"I was thinking the lady's man ... you know, the one with the terrible flirting," commented Isolde with her own smile. 

"Be serious, guys," started Remus, happy to join in the fun. "Peter obliviously meant the bookworm image James had been working on over the year."

"And here I thought it was the star Quidditch Player and Master Mischief Maker one," voiced Sirius. 

"You guys are hurting my feelings," declared James, "Peter clearly meant my tough guy image. I can't help but care for you lot, even when you are experimenting and blowing things up regularly." 

"Come now, I hardly blow anything up these days. It's more boogy traps and pranks," replied (Y/N) with a small chuckle. "And helping you four with all your witchy needs when the time calls for it," she added, her smile unmoved as her eyes sparkled that little bit more. 

"Or in detention," replied Peter quickly, receiving another chuckle from (Y/N), and she nodded in confirmation and pointed over as if to declare he was right. 

"Ow!" exclaimed Isolde as something collided with the side of her head. Looking at the table, she was met with a screwed-up piece of parchment that appeared to have tape wrapped around it. However, when she picked it up, it seemed heavier than normal, as if something had been hidden inside it, perhaps a stone or a smaller rock. 

Peter let out a tiny, scared squeak the moment his eyes landed on the group of girls set on terrorizing the castle, him included. He'd still yet to get over Samantha's claim of dating. Nor had he been able to shake the rumors of such the rest of the girls had been spreading. Despite his best efforts, the young wizard has yet to work out what they want from him. He couldn't offer them anything, he wasn't popular, there was nothing special about him. He was just another pureblood wizard, terrified of being alone and the brewing war; he just wanted to live his days at Hogwarts, learn to be a wizard, and figure out what he wanted to do when he left school. 

"You okay, Peter?" asked Hunter upon joining the group and taking Lily's place. As was the norm, the redhead girl sat on the opposite side of the hall with Severus. There was little doubt the two were making plans for the holidays. The same thing he did with his friends from Hufflepuff and with Isolde. At least when the family wasn't on trips, whether to muggle amusement parks or attend family functions. 

"I still don't get it," said James as he looked between the Wolffe siblings. He could see the similarities and features they shared—everyone could—yet they were so different everywhere else. One was a well-rounded fifth-year student, popular and smart, and a seeker for Hufflepuff, a school prefect. The other was a mischievous third-year, clumsy but incredibly smart, a thorn in the side of professors and fellow students alike but a brilliant chaser for Gryffindor's Quidditch team. 

"Get what?" asked Remus, allowing curiosity to get the better of him. He soon understood the comment when he followed James' line of sight as it flicked between Hunter and (Y/N). 

"(Y/N)'s a metamorphagi, so she's naturally more clumsy, mischievous, and curious. Mom and Dad neutered it and encouraged us both to be who we are," answered Hunter, reaching to tighten his red bandana, waving to a few students of his own year when they passed. "Mom always said the mischief came from Dad's side of the family," laughed Hunter, recalling his parents' back-and-forth comments, normally as part of their banter. 

"Can't believe I'm only just asking this, but what do your parents do?" asked Sirius, asking the question he was sure Marlene, Isolde, or Lily would have asked long before now. Yet none of the boys had; it hadn't even crossed his mind to ask. Mainly because his own parents did little with all their free time; his mother rattled around the large house yelling about something; his father would be holed up in the office, attempting to write some book he'd been working on for years. 

"Mom's a potions master, and Dad's a magizoologist," replied (Y/N). "I get my curiosity about potions from her. There was always a bang or two when Mom was in the basement. A couple of smoke clouds on the odd occasion," she laughed as she remembered her mom calling. She was fine from the basement when something exploded. 

"That explains a lot," commented Peter. "You know we should all meet up sometime during the holidays," he added, his eyes lighting up at the idea. Sirius, Remus, and James were his best friends, but the girls were also close to him. Hunter, too, was growing on him. He didn't appear often, but when he did, it was easy to get along with him, as if it had been with (Y/N) before that. 

"Good idea," started Isolde, a soft grin coming to her lips as she nudged Hunter gently as if saying she'd be happy to spend more time with him. "You lot can swear me in on your secret plans," she laughed. "Lily, too, if we can ever get her back." 

"Secret plans?" asked Hunter, his attention quickly turning to his little sister again, just in time to see her ruffle Sirius's fluffy hair. It didn't seem to stop him from playing with her ever-changing locks, though. Instead, the pure-blood wizard flicked it on occasion before ruffling hers with a grin. 

"I think they mean the mischievous ones," replied Remus, knowing several plans were in place to cause more havoc and chaos during the following school year. Old Filch and the wicked witches Allegra had joined were the main targets, along with the odd Slytherin and anyone else who just happened to walk into the firing zone, whether that be a professor or a student. 

"Sure, it wasn't the laughing potion and snapping quill one?" asked Marlene in response, seeing utter confusion pass over James and Peter's features, much to the amusement of Sirius and (Y/N) when they finally paid attention. 

"Am I invited to your little pity party?" asked Allegra as she waltzed over to collect the screwed-up piece of paper with the rock tightly bound inside. She and her new friends had hoped to transfigure it into something else, something Isolde was terrified of, but it hadn't worked out that way. Every attempt had failed to hit its target. 

"Who's the Pumpkin Head over there?" asked Isolde, looking over to where Allegra's friends were gathered, only to see one of them with a Pumpkin Head, two of them struggling to move with jelly legs, and another two dangling upside down, as if an invisible line was holding them there. The other wasn't fairing any better, as it appeared as if her front teeth were growing larger by the second. 

"Process of elimination, I'd say that was Ulrica," replied James. 

"Snape and a few of his buddies are being idiots again," angrily spoke Allegra, missing Hunter's quiet sniggers, as if he knew the group of Slytherin boys weren't entirely responsible, at least not for all of it. Another two charms hit her before Allegra could continue with her rant or make the rude demands of those before her. One had a white shimmer to it, and the other had a blue spark. The first locked her legs together, causing her to tumble forward, whereas the other was by far the worst for Allegra, a singing charm. 

"Hunter" called (Y/N), as she tried to contain her laughter. 

"I'll hold my hands up to the Pumpkin Head, but the rest I'm surprisingly innocent of," replied Hunter, spotting Regulus and Mason giggling among their group of friends while pointing to the larger group of girls. 

"I guess you two rubbed off on Mason and Regulus," Marlene commented with a chuckle. She finds her brother's actions sweet in a way, although she feels as if she should be protecting him. He seemed determined to get payback on her bullies, particularly Allegra, who'd tormented her throughout their second year. 

"I'm so proud right now," said Sirius, although he'd unlikely say that in front of his parents. He would happily say it to Regulus before the train home reached Kings Cross. 

Series Masterlist

#wizarding world #x reader #sirius black #james potter #metamorphic reader #remus lupin #peter pettigrew #reader insert #sirius black x reader #lily evans #marlene mckinnon #marauders era #marauders #the marauders #oc characters #regulus black #cross posted on quotev #cross posted on wattpad #cross posted on ao3 #part 13

[queerchaser]

would you read this?

“Most people don't listen with the intent to understand. Most people listen with the intent to reply.”

Remus Lupin wasn’t like most people. He wasn’t alive to please anyone but himself, and even that he did rarely. He wasn’t one to dress according to a trend or an occasion, and he couldn’t give a toss about whether people liked it or not either. He didn’t speak how people wanted him to. He didn’t do what people wanted him to. However, he found his people, people he didn’t need to try and impress, people who liked him for who he was, people who loved him even at times he didn’t love himself.

Asterin was one of those people. One who liked him even back when they were eleven and he was just a short skinny boy with loads of unexplainable scars and the title of a freak. One who accepted him, offered a helping hand whenever he needed, stuck by his side, even before she knew about his little secret and he disappeared once a month, showing up with more battle-like scars. And he offered nothing but the same treatment back.

Although she didn’t want to admit it, he could tell something was out of the ordinary. Terribly out of the ordinary.

He leaned against the wall of the greenhouse, watching her skillfully light a cigarette; he chuckled at that, wondering how long after they had last seen each other she found comfort in the nicotine drug – perhaps he was a bad influence.

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trust me or not, this isn't a remus x oc fanfic (it's sirius x oc, surprise).

i have been working on it for a while now and the plan is two "books", the first following the marauders' teen years, the second their lives after the war (mainly the oc's in both books).

question is; would you be interested?

let me know.

<3

edit: LATIBULE posted now

#the marauders #dead gay wizards #marauders era #sirius black #sirius x oc #remus lupin #james potter #lily evans #dorcas meadowes #marlene mckinnon #mary macdonald

[fairydr3ams]

Marauders OC — Esther Lacroix

❛𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑡𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑊𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝒉𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒

𝐷𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑤𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑁𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑎𝑦 𝐶𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝒉𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑚𝑒 𝐼𝑡 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝒉𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑚𝑒❜

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☾︎⋆͙̈𝑴𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕's oc☆˚ ~ Don't steal or copy

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⋆⭒˚.⋆NAME

☞ Esther

The name Esther is the natural continuation of the Hebrew אֶסְתֵר Ester, the protagonist of the eponymous book of the Old Testament. According to the book, Esther was a young Jewish woman named Hadassah, which means "myrtle" in Hebrew. The name Esther was imposed on her when she entered the harem of King Ahasuerus. A Targum of the Jewish tradition explains that she was more beautiful than the "star of the night".

In Hebrew, Esther means "I will hide myself". In the Bible, Esther hides her Jewish identity until the moment she must ask the king to save the Jews from the imminent massacre ordered by Haman.

Many studies have also found a connection between this name and that of the Babylonian deity Ishtar, the goddess associated with the planet Venus. Ishtar or Ištar is known in the Jewish community as Ashtoret, whose etymology is still unknown.

Another hypothesis about the origin of this name associates Esther with the Persian term sitareh, which means "star". In this case, it would have the same meaning as the names Stella, Astro, and Tara.

The girl's parents did not choose this name on a whim; the choice is due to the main meaning of the name. Esther means "star," a celestial body that shines with its own light, because it is made of incandescent matter. The name was chosen because the girl represents, in the eyes of her parents, the light of their family, a unique light given to her by nature itself, which also enhances not only Esther but also her family and lineage.

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⋆⭒˚.⋆ LAST NAME

☞ Lacroix

A very ancient family that adopted its coat of arms before the 13th century. It is found in different epochs and in different locations. This family is recorded in the "Armorial Général," which demonstrates that previously and even now it is distinguished by its undeniable valor; nobility is also evidenced through documents passed down through generations over time.

As you can well understand, the girl's family is a fairly wealthy family that has not had any economic problems of any kind for centuries. The members of the Lacroix family have always been very close-knit, and that is unlikely to change. Follow the family's rules, and you will always be helped and respected, both by its members and by most people. Among family members, there has never been a very strong bond of genuine love; what keeps the family very united is mainly belonging to the same lineage of wizards for centuries; the same magical blood runs in their veins. It would be dishonorable for the family to hate each other.

Furthermore, as you may have guessed from the surname, Esther's family comes from France. Some of her relatives stayed there while the other part went to live in the United Kingdom.

⋆⭒˚.⋆BLOOD STATUS

☞ Pure-blood

As mentioned earlier, Esther's blood status is pure-blood. The term Pure-blood is used by wizards and witches to indicate a member of the magical community in whose veins flows exclusively magical blood because there are no ancestors with non-magical lineage. Some Pure-blood families can trace their status back many generations, denying ever having Muggle relatives, such as the House of Black. But, just as there were never exclusively Pure-blood families in the past, there are none in the present either. They have simply erased Muggle and magical from their family trees. Those who consider blood purity so important usually hide Muggle ancestors, clinging tightly to magical inheritances.

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⋆⭒˚.⋆HOUSE

☞ Gryffindor

Gryffindor is one of the four Houses of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It is named after its founder, Godric Gryffindor, one of the four founders of Hogwarts. Gryffindor instructed the Sorting Hat to choose students who possessed what he considered to be the noblest qualities such as courage, kindness, and determination. The house symbol is a lion, and its colors are gold and scarlet. The house ghost is Sir Nicholas de Mimsy-Porpington, also known as "Nearly Headless Nick".

Gryffindors are brave and noble of heart. They love to uphold justice and seek out challenges, which often leads them into trouble. They are also known for their loyalty, courtesy, and respect.

The Lacroixes who have attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry have always been sorted into Slytherin (except for one of Esther's aunts who was sorted into Ravenclaw and a few other ancestors sorted into Gryffindor), so you can imagine the disappointment of Esther's parents when they found out that their beloved daughter was a Gryffindor.

At eleven years old, Esther was still somewhat impressionable, so when she was sorted, she was initially angry with herself for disappointing her parents. However, she soon realized that the Sorting Hat had made the right choice. Why? Because Esther felt at home with the Gryffindors, she felt good, she felt comfortable, and moreover, she had also met a lot of nice people.

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⋆⭒˚.⋆AGE

☞ September 22nd 1960

Esther was born on September 22, 1960, so her zodiac sign is Libra.

The Libra sign is one of the cardinal signs linked to the equinoxes and solstices and is in full equinox in autumn. It is an air sign in which mental stimulation prevails over emotions and the practical side of life. It literally marks a demarcation on the path of the seasons' evolution, a necessary passage to enter winter, a period of hibernation, calm, and peace.

Those born under the sign of Libra have a specific purpose in life: to bring peace, create balance and harmony by offering their help impartially without seeking anything in return and without prejudice. They dislike chaos and disorder, love art, especially the beautiful and elegant kind. Those born under the sign of Libra are very discreet but like to be appreciated and attract admiring glances. Despite their amiable appearance, always smiling...making a Libra angry is like throwing gasoline on a fire.

Esther's behavior often reflects many of the same characteristics of Libras, although there are differences.

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⋆⭒˚.⋆ FACECLAIM

☞ Alice Pagani

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⋆⭒˚.⋆ PERSONALITY

☞ calm, passionate, ambivert...

Esther is reserved but she isn't afraid to stand up for her values when it is something that she cares deeply about.

She is humble, receptive, and trusting. She places a strong emphasis on maintaining harmony and avoiding conflict.

She can be very versatile and is often seen as easy-going. Supportive and accepting, her presence is often found calming by others.

Another aspect of the girl's character is her simplicity. By "simplicity," it means that Esther doesn't need much to have a good time or be happy. It's a side of her character that hasn't changed much over the years. Give her a book, let her play music, let her spend time with friends, or lie on the grass to admire the sky, and Esther will be the happiest girl in the world. In short, simple activities that she greatly appreciates.

One aspect of Esther's character that has changed over the years, however, is her self-confidence and discretion. Esther is not 100% extroverted, but she has made progress since her first year at Hogwarts, that's for sure. She's not the type of person who tends to seek attention or the type of person who is shameless, and she probably never will be. Let's say she knows how to be discreet just right. She's no longer as shy as before; if she has something to say, she says it without hesitation, and if she wants to talk to people she doesn't know, well, often it's the same thing. Despite her calm aura, when she's with her friends, she knows how to have fun. She never does extreme or reckless things, but if there's a prank to be played, for example, she almost never refuses.

Now, let's move on to Esther's flaws, because yes, no one is perfect. One of her flaws is having difficulty admitting her own mistakes or simply admitting on being wrong. Obviously, if the situation gets out of hand or if guilt overwhelms her (which happens most of the time), she apologizes. She doesn't like to argue, that's for sure, but if she gets angry, she does it properly. Especially because she has a lot of pent-up anger somehow.

An issue with Esther is that she doesn't talk much about her problems or feelings. If she does, she uses sarcasm, which doesn't help people understand whether she's feeling well or not. Often, Esther keeps everything inside. She doesn't want to bother people with her moods and problems. On the other hand, she avoids the topic because, most of the time, she does not know why she feels a certain way and doesn't know how to express what she's feeling. Besides, her pride prevents her for showing herself in a position of relative weaknesses (aka, exposing her feelings gives her the same symptoms as someone who's about to throw up).

Esther has another aspect of her character that can be seen, at the same time, in both positive and negative ways. The girl could do anything to protect the people she cares about, especially her friends. What's negative about it? The fact that by "anything," it means both right and wrong things.

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⋆⭒˚.⋆ BACKSTORY

❝𝑊𝒉𝑒𝑛 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑎 𝑘𝑖𝑑 𝑡𝒉𝑒𝑦 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝐾𝑖𝑑 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑟𝑦 𝐼 𝑎𝑚 𝑜𝑙𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝐼 𝑠𝑎𝑦 𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑟𝑖𝑔𝒉𝑡 𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑟𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝐼𝑠 𝑎 𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝐴𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛 𝐴𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑢𝑟𝑛❞

As a child, Esther was always a lively person, enjoying simple pleasures and appreciating the little things, in short, a normal child who dreamed of a world full of kindness and flowers, where one could have fun and live in peace. You might think she was naive, but after all, she was just a simple child who was unaware of all the violence that existed and still exists in both the magical and Muggle worlds.

As she grew up, she slowly began to realize that the world wasn't such a perfect place after all, but rather, it had many imperfections; imperfections caused by both wizards and Muggles, who sometimes let themselves be carried away by hatred, envy, anger, and who all too often made irreparable mistakes...

The upbringing she received from her parents was very strict. They made her understand what was right and what was wrong according to them and their values and all that without any delicacy: "Behave this way"; "Don't do this anymore"; "Don't let others walk all over you, instead, walk over them"; "If it's not perfect, it's not good enough."; "Perfection is required, not asked".

These were phrases they repeated to her constantly.

Despite this, Esther was okay with it at first. It seemed almost normal to her, or at least, her parents made it seem that way. They love her, that's not the problem, but they're not the typical parents who say "just try, if you fail it's okay, there's always next time," or "don't worry, we're here if you need us," but rather, they're the type of parents who educate you to be perfect in every way, no failures, etc. They demand perfection and adherence to rules.

Her parents love her in their own way, and Esther knows this; that was enough for her at first, but now she realizes that the love her parents have for her is suffocating. Toxic because they leave her no choice; toxic because slapping her is the easiest option to show her they disagree with her behavior and choices. Toxic also because Esther loves her parents and wants them to be proud of her; toxic because Esther finds it extremely difficult to distance herself from her family even if it's for her own good.

❝𝑊𝒉𝑒𝑛 𝐼'𝑚 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝐼'𝑚 𝒉𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑖𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝒉𝑎𝑛 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑊𝑖𝑠𝒉 𝐼 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑖𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑠𝒉 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠𝑛'𝑡 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑒❞

She can't distance herself from them permanently, and that's why, to at least get away for a while, the girl often spent hours in the large garden of the mansion where she still lives. She doesn't do anything particular; she just stays there with her wolfhound dog, Argo, looking at the sky, having fun with him, writing, and drawing. This is one of the things that hasn't changed in Esther's life; she still does it, finding it relaxing, as if it were a little journey back to her childhood where her childlike eyes didn't see the complexity of the world and still had everything to discover.

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⋆⭒˚.⋆ CURIOSITIES

◈Perfection

As mentioned earlier, the girl was raised to settle only for perfection, not for mediocrity, not for satisfactory, but only for perfection. She was taught that everything she does must be flawless; if she doesn't do something well, she must try and try again until she feels she has achieved her goal. This mindset is part of the girl's routine, especially in the academic aspect when it comes to grades. She must not settle for a satisfactory grade but must always aim for the best.

◈Music

Esther knows how to play the piano; she started when she was a child. The choice was made by her father, who thought that being able to play an instrument was, after all, a necessary richness.

Playing an instrument is one of the few decisions made by her parents that the girl has liked. Playing allows her to release her emotions through music rather than words, which makes everything simpler.

◈Pets

The girl has always lived with animals, whether it's owls, owlets, dogs, cats, etc. It goes without saying that Esther would be willing to die for her animals.

At school, she brought her owl, Zeus, who keeps her company and brings her letters from her family (not that they write much, of course; most of the time it's just to get news).

Initially, Esther wanted to bring her dog Argo with her, but even though he's a very calm and obedient dog, the only problem is his size. Unfortunately, he's not a small dog, and with much regret, she had to leave him at home with her parents, who aren't that present since they both work at the Ministry.

◈Family

Esther is starting to grow tired of her family, unfortunately. She can't distance herself from them permanently, but she's trying one step at a time. First with Quidditch, then with friends her parents don't approve of and, the night before the start of her final year at school, by cutting her hair.

◈ Books

Esther and books are a love story that will never end. She loves reading; it's a way to escape from reality, and she adores it.

◈Bilingual

As mentioned earlier, Esther's family is French. Growing up, Esther's parents spoke to her in both French and English, so the young Gryffindor can speak both languages.

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⋆⭒˚.⋆ QUIDDITCH

☞ Chaser

Chaser is one of the positions in Quidditch. The Chasers throw the Quaffle to each other and try and get it through one of the hoops to score a goal.

The choice to play Quidditch was one of the first things decided exclusively by Esther. She loves Quidditch and could spend hours on her broomstick. For her, this is also a way to escape from reality and problems. Flying gives her a sense of freedom, and playing Quidditch allows her to have fun. She is an excellent chaser, especially because she trains a lot.

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⋆⭒˚.⋆ PET

As a pet, Esther brought her owl, Zeus. He is a calm, haughty, and very friendly animal (with her at least). He is quite wary of other people, not because he is afraid, but only because for him, his owner is Esther and no one else.

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⋆⭒˚.⋆WAND

Wood: Alder.

Alder wood is inflexible; however, the ideal owner of a wand made from this material is often not stubborn and obstinate but rather helpful, respectful, and very likable. While most wand woods seek an affinity with the character of the one who will serve them best, alder is an exception because it seems to be attracted to a nature that, if not opposite to its own, is certainly very different. When an alder wand is successfully matched, it becomes a wonderful and loyal companion. Among all wands, this one is most suitable for non-verbal spells: hence the reputation for being suitable only for witches and wizards of higher level.

Length: 12 1/2 inches.

Many wand makers match the length of the wand to the height of the wizard or witch, but it is an approximate meter that does not take into account other important considerations. Indeed, while longer wands may be suitable for tall wizards, they are attracted to people with a strong personality and those who practice a grand and dramatic style of magic, just as shorter wands choose those with some lack of personality rather than those who are shorter than average. Well-proportioned wands, on the other hand, favor elegant and refined spells.

Core: Dragon heartstring.

Generally, dragon heartstring cores produce the most powerful wands and the most spectacular spells. Dragon wands learn faster than other types. Although they may change allegiance if the new owner wins them in battle, they always form very strong bonds with the original owner. They are the easiest wands to convert to the Dark Arts, although they are not inclined to do so spontaneously. Dragon heartstring cores also represent the core most prone to accidents, due to their volatile nature.

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⋆⭒˚.⋆BOGGART

A Boggart is a magical creature that can take on the form of whatever the approaching wizard fears most. No one knows what a Boggart looks like when it is alone. It is also a non-being. Feeding on the fears of its victims, Boggarts fear laughter; therefore, the most effective weapon against them is the Riddikulus spell, which transforms the Boggart into something amusing. Company can be useful against a Boggart because, hearing different fears, the shape-shifter cannot decide which form to take. Third-year students learn how to deal with a Boggart in their Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Esther has a moderate fear of the dark, bees, needles... These are common fears, but ones she can perfectly live with. However, her main fear is to disappoint her parents and friends. Esther's Boggart is the people she cares about the most, telling her she hasn't done enough for them, that they're disappointed in her, that they want nothing to do with her anymore. Esther's fear is not only to disappoint these people, but also not being able to help or save them.

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⋆⭒˚.⋆ PATRONUS

☞ Fox

Esther is capable of producing a full Patronus. Of course, this achievement was reached after training several times. She loves perfection after all. You may also wonder what her memory was that allowed her to produce a Patronus... it might seem trivial, but her happy memory is simply her as a child playing with her dog in the large garden of her family's mansion. A simple memory, but one that symbolizes a lot of happiness, a feeling of carefreeness, and unique freedom for her.

The girl's Patronus is a fox. The fox has always been recognized as a cunning animal that sneaks into henhouses to kill chickens, nourishing only on their brains, but this seems to apply more to the mustelids than to the fox. However, it represents cunningness used for personal purposes to defend one's life or will, especially if used negatively and selfishly. The fox stealthily hides from the hunter's eyes, blending in with the environment. Its physical agility and speed have symbolically represented the quick thinking of clever and astute people who know how to take advantage of ideal situations to fulfill their desires without others noticing.

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⋆⭒˚.⋆ OPINIONS

In 1977, the wizarding world is in the midst of a magical war. The Ministry of Magic is under attack by Voldemort and his followers, and fear is an emotion that almost everyone begins to feel.

The one who must not be named is behind this war. Rising to power during the 1970s, Voldemort has managed to gather many followers, most of whom (if not all) come from Pureblood families influenced by Voldemort's ideas, namely, the return to a "clean" magical community, not tainted by the presence of Muggle-borns or Half-bloods.

What does Esther think of all this?

It's quite simple: it annoys her. She can't understand why there are people who agree with what Voldemort says. She can't fathom how someone could be so morally decaying as to think they're better than someone else simply because of having "pure" blood while others do not.

Fear is the most difficult emotion to handle. Pain can be cried out, anger can be shouted, but fear silently grips the heart and doesn't easily let go. People change with fear; they can do foolish things. Perhaps people become followers of this dark wizard out of sheer fear or simply because they share his ideas.

On the other hand, Esther must acknowledge that she is also worried about what is happening. She fears for her friends, for the possibility that Voldemort might win this war, but she's also concerned because she knows it's only a matter of time before her family gets involved in all of this (and not on the right side).

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Just knowing Esther's opinions on the situation reveals where she stands. As you may have gathered, the girl would rather be run over by the hogwarts express than be on Voldemort's side. Esther's ideas are not compatible with those of Voldemort and his followers and never will be. Will they?

The problem that arises for the girl, however, is primarily that of her family. If her family were to side with the Dark Lord, what will Esther do? Will she be forced to join them too? She doesn't want to and will never join if she can help it, so a solution has been brewing in the young girl's mind for a while now: leaving home. How? She doesn't know. She wouldn't want to put her friends in danger by running to their homes, and besides, she doesn't want to leave her dog with her family, that's for sure. She hadn't talked to anyone about it until the first day of school. She woke up early in the morning and, before catching the train, sent a letter to her aunt about it. She'll find a solution, or at least try. It's better to get away from potential danger before it's too late.

⋆⭒˚.⋆ RELATIONSHIPS

As mentioned earlier, Esther is no longer as shy as she used to be, so she has no difficulty making new friends. When you get to know her well, you realize she's a bit different from when you first met her, obviously not in a negative sense, on the contrary. When Esther is comfortable with people, she's much more spontaneous in her words and actions, she allows herself to express her opinions and feelings and she allows herself to relax for once in a while.

As for the "romantic" aspect of relationships, it's a more complicated matter for the girl. First, she's read too many books and seen too many movies, so her standards are so high that she doesn't even understand them. She's aware it's ridiculous, of course. Second, when it comes to flirting or similar things, Esther becomes clueless. Let me explain with an example. If someone flirts seriously with her, Esther doesn't get it. She's not doing it on purpose, poor thing; it's just her brain that can't process that information. Third detail. Esther has never had a boyfriend because when she likes someone, that person doesn't feel the same way. When someone likes Esther, it's never someone she likes, which is quite irritating and sad at the same time. One thing you can be sure of, though, is that when Esther loves, she does it with her whole being. Body, soul, thoughts, gestures...

◈ Friendships

☞James Potter

Since they're both on the Quidditch team, Esther and James have been friends for years. They knew each other even before joining the team, of course, but playing together has strengthened their friendship. Esther is relatively more serious and calm than James, but it must be admitted that her friendship with him has changed her a bit, especially regarding her shyness. Needless to say, James is outgoing. Esther wasn't, but James has helped her open up more to others. They spend a lot of time together, even now, which is why Esther has "adapted" to her best friend's outgoing nature. Thanks to James, Esther has also been able to meet Remus and Sirius, two people she cares deeply about.

☞ Remus Lupin

Remus and Esther are quite similar in some respects, so they agree on almost everything, spend a lot of time together, borrow books from each other... Esther is very comfortable with both Remus and the other Marauders; they all know each other quite well. With Remus she could spend hours simply staying in silence and relaxing, his presence comforting her as much as it comforts him.

☞ Sirius Black

How can one be friends with James and not be friends with Sirius Black? It's impossible. Those two are like brothers; if you're friends with one of them, you're friends with the other.

Sirius is a flirt, everybody knows, and Esther finds his behaviour in general rather funny. The two are always playfully bickering, exchanging sarcastic comments, just genuinely enjoying their friendship.

The thing that strengthens their relationship however, is also the fact that they have a few things that are similar in their upbringing and they both know that, if one of them needs to talk, the other will always be there to listen, because, in the end, who can understand them better than they do one another?

If we sum up, we can say that the moment she set a foot in the train to start her first year at Hogwarts, was the moment she met these troublemakers and the moment they all became inseparable ever since somehow.

☞ Marlene McKinnon

Esther and Marlene are the classic best friends you can see in movies and read about in books. In some respects, they're opposites; for example, one is blonde, the other is brunette; one is always full of energy, the other is calmer, more chill... Despite these small differences, Esther and Marlene are very close, both from mutual affection and the secrets they share

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◈ Family

☞Mother

Claire Lacroix (née Fournier)

☞Father

Thomas Lacroix

☞Aunt

Mary Lacroix

As mentioned earlier, everyone in Esther's family ended up in Slytherin except for some ancestors and her aunt. Mary Lacroix is the aunt in question who was sorted into Ravenclaw. She is the younger sister of Esther's father. She's somewhat the black sheep of the family because she's always been rebellious and has never respected the "ridiculous" traditions imposed by her parents; moreover, she is the only one who distanced herself fully from everything relating to her family. She moved to London as soon as she turned 18 and now works at the Ministry as well. She's a bit of the stereotypical rich, single, young aunt. She hardly ever talks to her family; the only occasions they see each other are family dinners and parties (like Christmas or some birthdays - and it's even rare to see her in such events because either she wasn't invited or simply refused to come).

☞Grandpa

Jean Lacroix

☞Grandma

Sybil Lacroix (née Grantham)

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[singmyaubade]

cruel summer

| syp: it’s a cruel summer with sirius black

| warnings: crying, cursing

| marauders era / sirius black x y/n

you started grinding on marlene, having the time of your life inside the night club on a hot summer night.

you were glad to be away from boys and the drama that came with them and a night without the marauders was a treat.

or so you thought until you saw the boys coming into the club.

you visibly grew uneasy as marlene quickly noticed and whispered something in your ear, “don’t let him have control over you.”

you nodded, trying to let go off the stress until you felt a pair eyes burning into you as you looked to your left to see sirius black smirking at you.

you already knew this was bad news as he started creeping up towards you, “come on, fuck off black.” marlene yelled but you both knew she was too drunk to stop whatever was gonna happen.

“i missed you.” he said, he didn’t even have to yell because all sound blocked out when it came to him.

“don’t.” you began to build up your guard.

he could sense your security, “dance with me.” he whispered in your ear, causing shivers down your back, “you know if you don’t, someone else will.”

you grew angry, almost slapping him for trying his same bullocks once again, “fuck off black.” you snapped, storming off the bathroom.

you began shoving water onto your face, looking in the mirror at your messy stance, “don’t do it y/n” you sternly told yourself.

you took several deep breaths before walking out to find your friends until you saw another girl grinding on sirius which made you even more angrier.

you stormed over to bar, “i want ten shots of fire whisky now.” you demanded, giving seventy galleons.

you began chugging them all, already feeling tipsy then you began ordering ten more each minute until you were fully drunk and they were obliged to stop.

your drunken eyes moved over to the girl sirius was kissing and you began storming over to them. you grabbed the girls crimson hair as she yelled in pain.

you began hitting her as the group of people surrounding you were looking and sirius was grabbing you to stop you but you elbowed him in the gut causing him to let go of you.

you felt strong hands grab you and looked to see remus, dragging you out but you were losing the fight inside of you.

remus took you outside as marlene began pushing the hair out of your face, trying to make you regain sense.

you heard mary on the other hand, trying to call a cab so that her and marlene could take you back to the hotel.

they pushed you into the backseat, in the middle of both of them as you began hysterically crying saying that you were “fine”. even you knew that it wasn’t true.

they looked at eachother in worry, trying not to show their concern to you.

“this is such a cruel summer.” you yelled out of the cab window, “i have to apologize to sirius, i have to.” you cried.

“i don’t know if that would be a good idea, darling.” mary said, petting your hair.

“i’m so sorry.” you cried, “i have to see him. i won’t let you take me anywhere until i see him!” you yelled.

marlene sighed, “okay okay, we will take you to james’s house where they are.”

you then blacked out and suddenly, you felt the cold air hit your face as you heard james talking, “they are hysterical, why would you bring her here, to him?”

“they won’t go anywhere else, please james.” mary begged.

“fine, just go outside and sirius is there.” he sighed.

“please behave y/n.” marlene begged, sitting you on a chair outside and leaving you.

after a few minutes you heard a voice, “quite a performance you put out there.” sirius said.

you scoffed, “you did that to me.”

“i did nothing but dance with an innocent girl that you attacked.” he replied, smoking a cigar.

“you made out with her!” you stood to face him, “you know how i feel about you yet you keep trying to hurt me or use me, you make me feel so stupid and i don’t understand why, why can’t you understand that i like you? do you have to live the stupid rockstar life where you can’t settle down!” you ranted as he watched you.

you started hyperventilating and you scream for whatever it is worth, “i mean i love you, ain’t that the worst thing you have ever heard?” you cried.

he looked up, grinning like a devil, “it’s about time.”

you looked confused as he grabbed you and kissed you on the lips.

he just wanted you to fight for it.

#sirius orion black #singmyaubade #harry potter #hp #hogwarts #marauders #marauders era #mary mcdonald #marlene mckinnon #james potter x oc #cruel summer #taylor alison swift #taylor swift #wizard

[otunnicliffe]

The Queens Of Hogwarts:

Gwendolyn Evans, Arabella Nott and Kimberly Fox are the queens of Hogwarts. One a Veela one an outcast and one a werewolf, life at Hogwarts has never been born for the trio. With the inclusion of an unknown bet placed by the marauders, their life was about to get a lot more interesting.

Characters:

Girl Characters

Boy Characters

Prologue

Chapter One

Chapter Two: Soon!

#marauders #harry potter #harry potter fanfiction #james potter #sirius black #remus lupin #james potter x reader #sirius black x reader #remus lupin x reader #ocs #marlene mckinnon #dorcas meadowes #molly weasley #marauders fandom #marauders fanfiction

[silverhenderson]

The Rabbit and the Wolf

Fandom: Harry Potter (Marauders Era)

Paring: Remus Lupin x reader (Iris Lebelle) and a bit of Regulus cause why not as well as Marlene x Sirius

Warnings: Angst, Cussing, Suggestive material

Summary: Determined to help her boyfriend during the hardest time of the month for him Iris risks a lot, just so he's safe. But will everything be okay with her life in risk?

Word Count: 5349

It had been an accident. It was her fault, not his. Iris lay against a tree, blood dripping down onto her lap. Her shirt had been slashed and there was an array of deep cuts. If her papa had been there he would’ve fainted from seeing her hurt and having no idea what could’ve done that seeing as he was a muggle. Her father on the other hand wouldn’t see anything on account of being blind as a bat. She laughed a bit to herself and flinched, Reggie would be yelling at her in his sweet way for being so stupid. She slowly moved her head to the side, looking at the dark forest being lightly illuminated by the moon, the full moon. Tears dripped down her face and landed on her thighs she let out a hiss as the salty tear seeped into another set of injuries on her leg. 

How could she have been so stupid? Following them into the woods. Remus had been really upset for the past couple of days, she was worried. Iris had known Remus’ condition for a while, not because he had told her but because she had figured it out on her own. Iris had worked with a variety of magical animals and had noticed that her study of werewolves had matched up completely with Remus’ actions. 

She had walked to the other boys and asked about it. “I know about Remus,” she said to them. James looked up at her shocked, Peter turned red, and Sirius almost spit out his firewisky. Sirius coughed and looked at his friends and then at Iris, “about what?” he said trying to calm down. “That he is a we-” James shot up and covered her mouth with his hand, he held her and the other two also stood. James dragged her upstairs to the dormitory, the people in the common room looked confused at the situation. Although it looked like she was being kidnapped no one did anything; James shoved her into the room and Peter closed the door. He let go of her, she sat down on her boyfriend’s bed. “You done?” she asked, the group was confused at her bluntness seeing as she was the “sweet” one. They nodded, “As I was saying… Remus is a werewolf” The group looked at each other with a mix of shock and fear. “How did you know?” James whispered, like there was someone else in the room who didnt know Moony’s secret. 

“Well, first off his nickname is Moony” she laughed and Sirius rolled his eyes, she ignored him and continued. “Second he always makes sure our dates aren’t on the night of a full moon, I’ve caught you four on my prefect rounds; sneaking around,” she said. 

“But we are always up to something” Sirius shot at her, “True” she replied her hair turning a bit red from how annoying it was he kept interrupting her. “But it’s always on a night of a full moon and he’s bedridden the day after” They looked everywhere but at her. “Oh and I know you’re Anamagi,” she said adjusting her skirt. Sirius glared at her, “and why would you say that?” he said snapping at her. “Cause Marly told me” she smiled; “I’m gonna have to talk to her about that” Sirius muttered under his breath annoyed that she was blabbing their secret. 

James let out a breath and messed with his hair a bit, thinking about what to say to her next. “Why did you tell us you know?” he questioned, “I want in,” she said bluntly. “No,” Sirius said firmly, “why not exactly?” she snapped at him. “Because you’re annoying,” he said. She rolled her eyes, “you’re also a bit” Peter started, she looked over at him quickly. “Im what?”

He bit his lip “Fragile” he said quietly. Iris blinked, she didnt know whether she should be mad or hurt; yeah she was a nice person but she could hold her own. Working with animals that could easily kill her in one swift motion and having a father who worked with magic plants was dangerous in itself. “I’m not fragile,” she stated firmly, James and Sirius exchanged a look. “Well…” James started, “Name one time” she replied and crossed her arms. “Alright,” Sirius said a bit more quickly than she would’ve liked; “what about the time you and Reg were in herbology and you got a cut across your cheek? You cried for like an hour,” he said smugly.

Iris stood, “I’ll have you know professor Garlick had given us Fanged Geranium, which I’m allergic to, and not that it is any of your business but I was on my period” Sirius grimaced at the comment about her “monthly”. “What about when Lucius made that comment about your dad?” James asked. 

“If you recall Malfoy had said that my father was a squib because he’s blind and that he was a freak of nature for marrying my papa.” she crossed her arms again. “That’s a touchy subject and they both were kicked from their families for being together, AND I later hexed him for saying that about them”. The three 6th years got quiet after that. “There’s one more thing” James started, “Remus would kill us if you got hurt,” he said quietly; Iris’s heart ached at the comment. Remus was so sweet but would sometimes assume she was some weak child who couldn’t fend for herself. “I can handle myself, now either you let me join you or I tell Professor McGonigal about your little adventures and your illegal activities,” she said. “You wouldn’t fucking dare” Sirius whispered angrily. 

“Try me.” she shot back, her eyes showing absolutely no fear. They could tell she was completely determined to join them. “Fine” James sighed, defeated. Sirius whipped his head to his best friend. “You can’t be serious!” he shouted, “she’s lying! She wouldn’t compromise Remus or us! And besides she’s like a puppy” he glared at Iris who glared back. “But what if she’s not? She’s smart Sirius she’ll find a way anyway and if she gets hurt and tells Remus he will kill us” James shot back glancing at Iris who was still glaring at Black. 

Realizing there was no way he could convince James he looked to Peter who stood there nervously. “What about you Peter? You have to agree this is bloody stupid” Peter stood quietly. “James is right, she’ll figure out a way to be with Remus whether we want her to or not and I don’t want to get killed by him, and anyway she did hex Malfoy into not being able to speak for a month”. Sirius opened his mouth to say something but realized it would be no use, he groan loudly. “Fine, but I’m not helping” he walked to his bed and face-planted into it with a soft oof. 

Iris couldn’t help but smile, “so I’m in?” she asked excitement in her voice. “Yes,” James said looking at her, “yay!” she said excitedly. Finally, she could be with the love of her life during the hardest time of the month for him. “So how exactly is she supposed to help?” James said looking at Peter. “I want you to teach me how to be an anamagi,” she said bluntly. James stopped, Sirius looked up from his bed. “What?” James asked. “I want you to teach me how to be one of those animal things”

“No. I draw the line there and anyway aren’t you a metamorphamgus?” Sirius said sitting up, Iris rolled her eyes. “ metamprphamguses cant transform into animals stupid and anyway you three did it and I’d like to remind you that I’ll do it anyway, and if I tell Remus you refused to hel-” “fine” James snapped. “We’ll help” she smiled at them. “Where do we start?”

That was four months ago, and they had finally gotten her to be able to transform at will. Iris would transform into a white rabbit with a pink and yellow stomach. She could also change the color of her fur at will with her condition. James had been impressed at how quickly she had picked up the skill, but Sirius was not. And Peter was just happy not to be the smallest animal in the group. 

At dinner that night Iris had walked over to them and kissed her boyfriend on the cheek. He looked up at her blushing and smiling, “hi bunny” he had said not knowing her new skill. She giggled at the nickname and sat next to him. “What so funny?” he asked pushing some hair behind her ear. “Nothing” she whispered and he kissed her softly. He deepened the kiss. “Would you two get a room?” Sirius snapped and Iris pulled away blushing. Remus rolled his eyes and put his arm around her waist. “So we on for tonight?” James asked stuffing his face with some chicken pot pie. Remus nodded and looked to Iris who pretended not to hear, “Meet in the common room?” he asked putting some steak on his plate. 

The other marauders nodded. Someone crept up behind Iris and covered her eyes. She squeaked, “guess who?” the person said. “Hmmm” she replied, “I smell cologne, books, cigarettes, and Jelly beans. Sooooo Reggie!” she said. He laughed and let go of her she spun around and beamed up at him. Remus let his arm slip from her waist as he ignored the Slytherin. Regulus smiled at her, “we still on for tonight?” he asked glancing over at Remus to see his face. Remus’ jaw was set and he ground his teeth together. “I can’t,” Iris said sadly, “I have to help Hagrid with some Fwoopers he’s nursing back to health” Regulus nodded a bit of disappointment on his face. “Alright,” he said calmly, “well let me know when you want to meet up” he smiled at her. She nodded, he leaned forward and kissed her on the head. Iris smiled up at him. Remus noticed the exchange. He possessively put his arm around Iris and pulled her close, he kissed her again. This one was much more inappropriate in public. Jame and Sirius looked away grimacing, Peter watched in awe like what they were doing was some sort of entertainment. Regulus gagged and walked away. Remus slipped his hand up Iris’ skirt and she pulled away. “Remus,” she said breathlessly, he smirked and continued eating like the events that had just occurred didnt happen. 

Much later the four marauders stood in the Gryffindor common room. The sun was almost finished setting when there was a soft knocking at the portrait hall. Remus went over to see who it was, and the other followed, “I still think this is a bad idea” Sirius whispered to James. “So do I but we don’t have much of a choice” 

Remus pushed the back of the painting open to see Iris standing there sheepishly. He blinked, surprised by her presence “I-Iris?” he stuttered, “hi sweetie” she smiled at him. “What are you doing here? I thought you were helping Hagrid” 

She giggled, “That’s tomorrow sweetheart, tonight I’m here for you”. Remus’ mind filled with thoughts, “As much as I would love to bunny I can’t. I and the others are going too…” he looked over at the others pleading with his eyes. “She knows Moony,” James said motioning to Iris, it took Remus a minute to understand what he was saying. When he did his eyes went wide, “you know?” he said looking at her. She nodded, “Surprise,” she said moving her hands into small jazz hands. His jaw dropped, “I have so many questions, but if you know why are you here? Unless…” she waited for him to realize. “No,” he said firmly, “Remmy-” she started, he grabbed her hands, “Iris no I won’t let you come with us, what if I hurt you? I’ll never forgive myself” she smiled. He was so concerned about her, it was so sweet. She wanted to kiss him right there but it wouldn’t be appropriate. 

“Remus, you are my everything and I will be dammed if I let you suffer alone.” he opened his mouth. “I’m not done” She held up her hand and he closed it. “I know this is dangerous but I can and will make this choice for myself; I’m going with you whether you like it or not” he looked at her blue eyes, saying nothing. 

“Fine” he huffed, and she smiled. “Everything will be okay” Boy would she be wrong. He held her hand and kissed it, “I want you to be behind the others though, as far away from me as possible” she nodded. He kissed her on the cheek, stepping out of the portrait hole. The others followed and lastly Iris.

James looked at the marauder’s map and directed them so they wouldn’t run into a teacher doing their rounds. Sirius sped up next to Remus. “I told her not to come,” he said to Remus, “but she insisted,” he said rolling his eyes. Remus nodded, “she’s stubborn,” Remus said not looking at his friend. “I don’t even know how she’s supposed to be with us, I don’t think metamorphamgus can transform into another animal can they?” he looked at Sirius with worry in his voice. 

“Well she kinda made me, Prongs and Wormtail teach her how to become an Anamagi” he smiled awkwardly. Remus sighed “Of course she did, what hers?” he asked. He knew it couldn’t be anything big, she was too soft of a person to be able to be any large animal. “A bunny” Sirius laughed, “A bunny?! She’s gonna get herself killed!” Remus shouted. Sirius shooshed him, “Don’t make this any more difficult, we should just show her how tiring this is and she’ll never come with us again.” he whispered to Remus. 

To say Sirius found Iris annoying would be an understatement, she was different from him in every way; he hated that she was a part of this. It was supposed to be their time when the four boys could be free but since Iris and Remus started going out she was everywhere. Not to mention how much he saw her when she visited Grimmauld Place during the summer to see Regulus. This could be the moment where if they scare her enough he wouldnt have to see her stupid face around him for at least one night a month.

  “Left,” James said behind them, Sirius looked back at James confused. “But we always go right” “We just need to go left” James argued back. “No teacher goes down this hallway at night it’s too dark” Before James could say anything Sirius lit his wand and went down the right hallway. He took two steps before he saw a couple snogging in front of him, he made a disgusted face before he saw who it was. Steven Rosier, Evan’s brother, and Marlene. He stopped, anger bubbled up inside of him. He walked over and shoved the couple apart, Steven yelled at him. Marlene looked up to see it was Sirius, he looked like he wanted to punch the boy in the face. Her expression was a mixture of embarrassment and anger, “what the hell Black?!” she shouted, he spun and looked at her. “Me what the hell?! You should be in bed! And why the fuck would you kiss that twat?!” he yelled at her. She shoved him away from her, “Since when do you bloody care about what I do with other people?! I thought I was just another loop on your belt”. He looked hurt at the comment, James grabbed him by the arm. “Sirius we have to go” he motioned to Remus who was looking more stressed by the second. 

Sirius looked at his friend and opened his mouth to protest. James just shook his head and pulled his arm. Sirius allowed himself to be pulled away, Marlene glared daggers at him until she was out of sight. 

The rest of the walk down to the whomping willow was silent and awkward. Sirius looked at his feet the whole time, Iris yawned tiredly. As they stepped onto the stairs of the castle James held Iris back as the others continued their walk. “Iris I know you want to help him, but he’s scared. You don’t have to do this” he said softly; his eyes soft. “I know,” she said calmly, “but I love him James, and I hate that he has to suffer I just want to know he’s safe and okay. He’s my world and to know that he has to suffer like this and I can’t stop it hurts more than any curse. But I can be here for him and that’s all I want.” he nodded, and he hugged her. She hugged him back, “be careful and stay close okay?” he whispered in her ear and she nodded. Life had been cruel to her, not in the way that it had been to Remus or Sirius but James couldn’t help but feel he needed to protect her from the world. 

They let their embrace go and followed the other three boys when they caught up Peter had already turned into a rat and was pressing a knot on the tree. Sirius and Remus ducked into a hole she had never seen, before Iris could follow James grabbed her again. “Wait here, it’s safer” she nodded. He followed his friends along with the rat that was Peter.

Iris waited, she sat in the moonlight; her mind wandered to what could be happening down in the hole. She flinched at the thought of Remus suffering during his transformation. She had studied werewolves and had even met a couple before. All had described different ways they transformed all slightly different but all excruciatingly painful. Her heart ached at the thought of her beloved being hurt by some curse he had been given by the world. 10 minutes passed then 20 until finally she saw Peter in his rat form climb out of the hole. He trotted up to her and transformed back into himself, “he’s coming” she nodded and he transformed back.

She took a deep breath as she heard the panting of something much larger breathing, its footsteps heavy; walking closer and closer to the entrance under the willow. It’ll be okay she thought, everything will be okay she took a deep breath and closed her eyes. The footsteps got louder and louder. Turn she shouted in her head; nothing happened. Now she said again in her head but nothing. She felt something warm breathing on her neck. The breathing was heavy, rough, and monstrous. Iris opened her eyes, and there before her; stood a large animal. Its eyes glowed yellow, inches in front of her face. It snarled at her, Remus; Her Remus. But it wasn’t him, no trace of him, this was a monster.

She didn’t move, her body screamed at her to run; run as fast as possible, away from him. But she couldn’t. Behind Remus stood a large dog and a stag. They watched, also unable to move. The werewolf breathed deeply before reaching his claw up in the air. Before the other marauders could intervene it was too late. He had sliced straight through her stomach. She fell back and screamed in pain, he ripped away at her. Out of their trance, the stag ran right into him, pulling Remus away from her. Iris looked down at her bloodied body. The fear of everything that had just happened caused her to transform. The white rabbit that replaced her was just as bloody, cuts deep she ran off into the forest. Behind her, she heard the howl her body screamed at her to stop; the pain from her injuries was too much. Iris continued running, far away. Until she collapsed in a heap, passing out from her injuries. Time passed, and the small bunny lay in a clump of tangled limbs. Its fur slowly turned blood red. Its breathing was staggered.   

Deep in the forest near a lake were two large beasts, a dog, and a wolf. The sun beginning to rise the wolf was slowly disappearing into Remus. When he was completely back the dog transformed into Sirius. He helped Remus up on the log he sat upon, he put his arm around his friend. Remus looked at him, “where are Prongs and Wormtail?” he asked shakily, “looking for Iris”

 Iris her name rang through Remus’ head. Memories flashed into his head, she had gone with them; where was she? Why wasn’t she with them?! Remus’ eyes filled with tears, and fearing the worse he began to cry. His tears fell and mixed with the water of the small lake. Sirius looked down at him, “why are you crying?” he asked confused. “It’s not cause of Iris is it?” he asked causing something in Remus to snap. He pulled away. “Of course, it’s because of Iris!” he yelled, glaring at his so-called friend. “She’s not here! She could be hurt or worse! Because of me! And your acting like nothing is wrong!” tears streaming down his face. Sirius watched in shock, never had he seen Remus like this. 

“All you ever do is shit talk her! I love her and you treat her like shit! I don’t know if it’s because your jealous or what but I love her more than anything in the world and you just cuss her out.” Remus stood, Sirius reached out to steady him but he pulled away. “Do you know what it’s like?! To love someone more than anything in the world and have your friend hate her? To be in love?! No, you don’t because you’re a fucking whore” Remus fell to his knees. “You will never know what it’s like to love someone but know you can never show them who you really are”.

Remus held himself and sobbed, he knew he hurt her. He had to have hurt her. Or she saw who he was, the monster he was and she had left him. Both thoughts teared him up inside, he pulled at his head. Sending himself into a panic attack and a bad one at that. He cried and screamed, pulling at his hair; digging his nails into his skin.

Sirius watched, he wanted to help Remus he really did but he didnt move. He had watched him attack Iris and did nothing, and Remus blamed himself. He came to his senses and grabbed Remus’ arms and wrestled him so they looked at each other. “Stop.” he said demandingly, “She wouldnt leave you, she begged to be here. She risked everything for you Remus; I have never seen someone love someone else as much as she does you. To be honest I’m so jealous of what you have. I want to be like you both; she put herself in harm’s way for you, I know for a fact everything she does is for you; she fucking loves you” his heart stung. “And your right” It was his turn to cry, “I’ll never understand that because the one girl I would trade the world for wants nothing to do with me” 

Sirius let go of Remus and began to sob, Remus watched his friend. Slowly he leaned over and hugged him, the two cried; both wondering what they had done to deserve any of this.    

James and Peter ran through the woods calling out for their friend. “IRIS” James screamed out, not caring what animal he would attract. Peter looked under every rock, nook, and cranny he came across. “JAMES” he heard Peter call, James ran to his friend. He pushed Peter away, there sat Iris. Her breathing was shallow, blood covered every part of her. She was dying. Peter looked at James fearfully. 

“Peter stays with her” He nodded and knelt down to the girl. James ran to the front of the forest, dodging trees and roots. Finally, after what seemed like thousands of miles he arrived at the outskirts of the forest, booking it to Hagrid’s cabin, he banged on the door. “HAGRID” he screamed continuing to bang, the door opened. Hagrid stood there in the nightcap, clearly, he had just been woken up from his sleep. “What is it, James?” he said grumpily rubbing his eyes. “It’s Iris,” James said with clear panic in his voice, Hagrid’s expression changed. “Where is she,” he said sternly.

Peter pushed Iris’s hair behind her ear, he held his hand to her head where there was a particularly deep gash. He heard footsteps behind him, grabbing his wand he pointed it at the people. Hagrid and James. “Move boy,” Hagrid said, looking down at Iris; the two boys saw something they never thought they would see from Hagrid. Fear. He picked her up gingerly, “James go get Professor McGonigal” James opened his mouth and Hagrid shot him a look. Potter nodded and ran to the castle.

“Peter come with me” The two ran through the forest, Iris growing limper by the second. They arrived at the castle, and at the front doors stood McGonigal and James. When seeing Iris Minerva put her hand over her mouth in shock. “Hagrid, take her to Dolly” Hagrid nodded and walked inside. The two boys tried to follow but she stopped them. “My office Potter and Pettigrew. Now,” she said sternly the boys nodded and walked inside. 

Minerva noticed another set of figures walking to the castle, Sirius helped Remus who limped along and up the hill. When the two were close enough that they could see her face she called out to them. “Lupin go get cleaned up and then my office immediately, as for you Black you can go straight there” The two nodded and walked inside. Minerva slammed the large oak door and walked swiftly to the headmaster’s office. 

All four boys sat in her office, heads down with looks of regret on their faces. Minerva sat down at her desk, they looked up. “What happened?” she asked calmly. “Where is Iris?” Remus asked quickly, “Ms.Lebelle is in proper care right now, now tell me. What happened.” none of the boys said anything; gilt was etched on each of their faces. She sighed, “Pettigrew tell me,” she said looking at the smallest boy. Before he could respond James interrupted him, “We found her in the woods, she clearly had been attacked” While he wasn’t lying he was very much dancing around the whole truth. “Yes I noticed Potter,” she said looking at him. “Mr.Lupin has an excuse for what he was doing during the early morning, you three however have yet to tell me what you were doing”. It was Sirius’s turn to speak, “It’s my fault,” he said. Remus looked at him, “I asked Iris to come with us for a morning stroll, I thought it would be funny to take her into the woods” he looked down at his lap. “I didn’t know this would happen” shame in his voice. Minerva nodded, “well thank you for being honest Mr.Black; however, you three will be given detention for a month and you sir will be given 3 months’ worth as well as staying after my class to help clean up” Sirius nodded.

Now you have all had a long night so you may head to bed. They all stood except Remus, they walked until Peter noticed he wasn’t with them. “Remus?” he asked quietly, Remus stood and said nothing. Following behind his friends.

Talk of what had happened the previous night had spread through the school like wildfire. The marauders walked into the great hall and were greeted with stares from every table. Lily ran over to them and hugged James tightly. “James are you alright?” she asked as he hugged her back. “I heard what happened” She buried her head in his shoulder and he nodded. Marlene looked over at the group from her seat next to Dorcus and an empty space where Lily had been sitting seconds prior. She looked at Sirius, concern in her eyes. He stared back, she gave a small wave to him; surprised at her action he waved back. “Lupin,” a voice said behind them, Jame let go of Lily and turned with the others. There wand in hand stood Regulus.

Behind the younger boy stood a group of Slytherins and one or two Hufflepuffs. “Where is she” he spat, glaring daggers at Remus. “What did you do” he stepped closer to the group, “Reg don’t do anything rash,” Sirius said calmly. Regulus ignored the warning and pointed his wand at Remus. “I’ll ask you one more time, what did you do?” Remus said nothing. The room was silent, all staring at the confrontation. Regulus put down his wand, placing it in his cloak he walked over and socked Remus right in the nose. 

All hell broke loose, the two fought; striking each other over and over again. Lily yelling at Remus to stop, Regulus’ friends egging him on; Sirius trying to stop the brawl and everyone cheering for either Remus or Regulus. After a bit, they pulled the two apart, “Stay away from her, you monster!” Regulus screamed trying to get away from his Brother. James held Remus back who was trying to grab his wand to hex the younger Black. James pulled Remus away and Sirius for Regulus taking him out of the great hall. 

After all classes had ended Remus walked alone to the hospital wing. He ran headfirst into a man dressed in a formal suit, “oh sorry” he said calmly. Remus looked up, the man didnt look down at him; instead right over him. A bird perched on his shoulder, it squawked Remus’ name. “Remus Lupin, Remus Lupin” it repeated, the man smiled softly and looked down a bit more still a tad over Remus but close enough. “You must be Remus,” he said calmly, “yes” the young boy replied. “Im Gregory Lebelle,” he said calmly, Remus opened his eyes widely “I’ve heard a lot about you the older man chuckled; Iris is very fond of you” Remus laughed awkwardly. “How is she?” he asked shamefully, “she’s doing better, she is at Saint Mungo’s her father is with her.” Remus nodded. 

“I’m so sorry,” he said tearing up, “it’s alright, she’s strong and will be back soon”. Remus looked up at him, “I know what you’re going to say” Gregory breathed out calmly. “Don’t, she needs you more than you think, I’ve never seen her so happy than when she’s been with you” The man reached out and patted Remus on the head. “She really does love you” Remus sniffed, “she loves me?” he asked; he nodded at the boy. “Something tells me you two will have many more adventures together but you have to let trust her okay young man?” Remus nodded. “Good now I must be going” he walked around the boy. “Oh and Remus?” Gregory turned around; “you should come over for dinner something tells me you’ll love my husband’s dinner” he winked at the boy and walked away. 

Remus stood there in shock but smiled to himself. 

A month later Remus sat reading a book in the common room, Sirius busted in startling him. “Remus!” he yelled, Remus looked to his friend. “Shes back” Remus shot up; he let the book fall to the ground. He ran out the door and too the entrance hall, there stood Iris who was hugging Lily. He stopped, looking at her, the two girls let go of their embrace. Iris looked up to see him, she dropped her bags. He ran to her and hugged her, he sobbed into her shoulder; “I’m so sorry” he cried. Pulling away he kissed her face all over, she laughed. “Remmy,” she said smiling at him, he looked at her. “It’s okay” he hugged her and thats where they stood never wanting to let go.

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𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭'𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞┃𝙎𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙪𝙨 𝘽𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠

Summary: 𝙄𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙎𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙪𝙨 𝘽𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙚𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩 𝙖𝙙𝙢𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙧, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙜𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙩𝙤 𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙚𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙞𝙨...

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏: 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙇𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧

The Great Hall was abuzz with chatter on a breezy autumn morning, like any other day. Words and laughs were exchanged amongst friends, a certain group of sixth year boys always being the talk of the school. At the Gryffindor table sat an unique quartet of friends.

A boy with slightly askew round glasses and untidy hair, sat glancing lovingly at a redhead who could never stand in the presence of James Potter. Beside him sat the Gryffindor Prefect, Remus Lupin, who had sandy brown hair and an unhealthy obsession with chocolate, who now had his forest green eyes trailing across the words written on the page of his current book. Across from the two, sat another pair.

Peter Pettigrew, who held most of his baby fat, had his watery eyes solely glued upon his breakfast plate. The other was Hogwarts' heartthrob, who had almost all the girls head over heels for him. Sirius Black wore his outfit of black jeans, a white t-shirt and his signature leather jacket. His black hair slightly fell into his grey eyes, and he held a cocky grin on his face, winking at anyone he found goggling at him.

A sudden rustling sound had indicated the arrival of the post. A wave of owls flew into the Great Hall overhead the herd of students, each dropping their delivery for their person before taking off. One small, brownish-beige owl with black spots littered upon its wings caught the eyes of the infamous Marauders, as the bird slowly came to a halt in front of the Black heir.

The Marauders froze what they were doing, their attention focused upon the tiny creature, in its beak a letter. Curiosity piqued Sirius reached out for the letter, and fed the owl a piece of toast before the small animal took flight once again. Holding the letter in his right hand, he read the front which was addressed to him in unfamiliar curvy writing.

Intrigued, Sirius ripped open the envelope and extracted a piece of parchment.

Dear Sirius,

Your charming smile mesmerizes me. The way your eyes light up with joy, it makes me happy. Please use that real smile, because I know something's bothering you.

And your laugh, it's like music to my ears. Once your angelic voice reaches my ears, it enchants me, leaving me in a trance.

Keep shining Sirius.

Love,

Your secret admirer

Sirius blinked, a whirlwind of emotions evident on his face. He'd been feeling a bit guilty about being a burden on the Potters during the summer, since he'd run away from home. The thought of his younger brother being all alone in that horrible house with his wretched parents scared him, he'd wanted Regulus to come along but his brother didn't have the courage to commit an act as such. Sirius could still hear the cries of his younger sibling ringing in his ears, begging him not to go. He was surprised that someone else had seen through his mask, but how? And why was this particular person keeping their identity a secret, when people threw themselves at Sirius for a chance to have him?

"Padfoot, what is it?"

Removing his gaze from the parchment, he found his three best friends watching him intently.

"It's just another love letter." He answered their question in a bored tone. Remus shook his head before returning to his book, while James rolled his eyes. Peter merely watched the scene, whilst nibbling on a piece of toast, his eyes darting between his friends.

"Another one? Well, it's not like you care about it, you receive them all the time." James commented before returning to watch Lily Evans. Sirius awkwardly laughed and discreetly pocketed the letter, his slight interest already snatched by this mysterious admirer.

If only he'd known that not too far away sat the writer of the letter, anxiously watching the dark haired boy. 

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Hi! So, here's a sneak peek of my favorite story to write on Wattpad! If you liked this, please consider checking out the rest of the book on Wattpad! ❤❤

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Serina ❤

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[neonlight2]

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[not-so-fearless-eli]

Okay, I’ve had this story up since the 21st of march (I think.) and in all honesty? I’m absolutely in love with it, I’m currently working on the next chapter, along with fic edits for TikTok and I’m really excited! So if you enjoy oc insert stories, along with Ron Weasley x Male, while the oc also being Sirius blacks son, then I think you might enjoy it! If you want to please check it out!

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[miss-daisy-the-wildflower]

So close to writing a Remus/OC story friends to lovers story but in the beginning OC isn't with Remus or even thinking about Remus. She's with Sirius and their so happy until Sirius cheats on her with Mary (I love you girl but my options were your blonde gay bestfriend and Marlene is very much gay in this one) and then Sirius also betrays Remus in the prank and then when they both aren't talking to Sirius they spend more time together and end up dating.

Idk thoughts?

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