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forthehpfanboys · 3 years

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Three is a Crowd

Pair: Remus Lupin x Reader x Sirius Black; he/him.

Summary: Sirius, you and Remus weren't scared to hide your relationship, but when it came to more.. Private matters, they obviously preferred keeping it personal. Plus, who doesn't love teasing Remus?

Warnings: SMUT (MDI), dirty talk, poly relationship, Wolfstar (but is that even a warning?), hair pulling, short mention of daddy. use of a collar at the end. If I missed any, please dm me.

Notes: Me, knowing damn well I have a busy life, but takes every request I get because I can’t say no. Oh, and the gif by me using other people's gifs- Might make a part two. Top Remus tho.

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It wasn’t hard to catch the boy's attention. James and Lily loved to joke that they were wrapped around your finger, which they were. All you had to do was sway your hips a little bit or bend over right or just lick your lips innocently. They really were, they weren't afraid to admit it and of course you used it to your advantage, but you still love them. That always came first.

Sirius and Remus had fallen head over heels for you during their time during Hogwarts. Both could pinpoint it exactly. The two men were already an item when you showed up at the school- a transfer student. You were introduced to them by Lily, something about you being a distant cousin of hers and you quickly became a new founded Marauder.

Remus fell for you first. It was around the time they were all studying to become animagus and he discovered you were bloody brilliant! After months of struggling with the stupid ritual, you were the final piece they needed to figure it all out. And you didn’t judge him over something he couldn’t control, so that was a bonus to him, of course. But how could you judge him for his lycanthropy? Almost everyone in the wizarding world hated him for this one simple thing,

Meanwhile, Sirius’ was a lot more simple. He noticed you by your slick comebacks. Like holy Merlin’s beard- Sirius was convinced your words could cause someone to physically combust. He’d never seen that happen, but he has seen you make 8th years cry. He’s also a hundred percent certain you have a thesaurus lying under your pillow. He didn’t know the word ‘imbecile’ had so many synonyms. And you helped him help his best friend so of course he fell in love with you.

So, when you fell for them, a natural love for being between both boys formed. This random craving would kick in whenever you were around the two of them. Whether it was you three walking to the next class or sitting in the Gryffindor common room, you just had to be between them. It was quite literally your favorite place on this planet. But there were rules- of course there were.

One of the main rules was no teasing in front of friends. Believe it or not, James had a limit on how much sexual tension he could sit through in one lunch period, so he enforced the rule, which was.. Unusual to say the least. Usually Remus created the rules to keep you and Sirius in check. He had a switch and a sub under his belt and it could be a struggle, especially when they were bratty and they’d team up against him.

Which is exactly what you two had been doing all day; harassing poor Moony despite whoever was near. During potions, Sirius had palmed Remus while you playfully whispered in the werewolf’s ear, calling him daddy and asking for help with your most innocent voice. Watching your boyfriend squirm and slap Sirius’ hand away was genuinely humorous. It became down right funny when he threatened to punish both of you by not talking to you, but you both knew he’d do more than that. Knowing Remus would drag you both by your ties to the dorm room and straight up ruin you two, you both eased off him, letting him continue his notes in peace, but once potions were over, the teasing immediately continued.

Soon enough, classes were over and the three of you were walking back to the dorms. It was easy to see Remus was sick of your shit, so while he led you to his prefect room, you and Sirius were looking at each other. Sirius shrugged, looking as laid back as he felt, but you were a tad more nervous. Sometimes Remus could be downright mean.

“You two are insufferable!” Remus hollered, his hand rubbing his temple as he shoved open his door. “I know you love my reactions, guys, but seriously? Was grabbing my ass over my robe necessary?” He had his arms crossed over his chest and turned around to glare at you and Sirius.

“You know it was, baby.” Sirius winked while shutting the door behind him. He walked around you, dragging a hand across your lower back before diving onto Remus’ bed. He laid on his back, spreading his legs and placing his hands behind his head. Your eyes shamelessly dragged across the sliver of pelvic bone peaking out under his white collared shirt.

“I thought it was a bit much.” You shrugged, looking over to Moony’s glowing eyes. A smirk grew across your lips when he pointed at you, his eyes narrowing at you.

“Being a kiss ass does not mean you’re free, mister. You’re in just as much trouble as that one.” His point moved to the man laying on the bed, who clearly couldn’t care less. He ran a hand through his hair and plopped down onto the edge of the bed. He even smacked Sirius’ hand away when it gripped his hip. “Down, boy.”

“Ouchies! My pride.” Sirius mocked your voice and rubbed his hand, a chuckle leaving his lips. He couldn’t help but lick his lips. His dark eyes flicked over to you, his smirk growing as he nodded his head in the direction of Remus’ back.

“Good. I’m mad at you.” The werewolf ducked his head down before running a hand through his hair, making the curly locks messier than usual. He beckoned you over with two curling fingers and waited patiently for you to stand in front of him. Once you were in arms reach, he cupped both of your cheeks in each hand and smiled at you, bringing your face closer to his. “What am I going to do with you?” He whispered, his breath fanning over your lips.

“I’m not sure, but I know Sirius technically did more damage than I did. I’m your bestest boy.” You grinned, grabbing his wrists and kissing a palm. Your grin turned into a side smirk when Sirius let out a weak ‘hey!’ behind your brunette boyfriend.

Suddenly, Remus’ arms were twisting around your waist and he was falling backwards onto the bed, taking you down with him. You let out a yelp while colliding with your soft boyfriend's chest.

“I think I know what I’m going to do with you.” Remus’ head was resting on Sirius’ tummy, allowing the animagus to run his fingers through soft hazel nut locks, which Remus easily ignored. Meanwhile, Lupin was cheekily slipping his hand under your shirt. His calloused palms glided across your skin, rubbing your hip gently before moving up to your belly. “I’m going to ignore the little bastard behind me and I’m going to focus on you, pretty boy.”

“Hey! (Y/n) messed with you too, Rem! You’re being unfair!” Sirius sat up a little, bracing his body weight on his elbows as he glared down at his freckle covered partner. His jaw dropped when Remus flicked his nose before skillfully tugging your shirt over your head. “Un-fuckin’-believable.” Sirius grumbled, laying back on the bed and crossing his arms over his chest.

"Your smart mouth is why I’m ignoring you.” Remus spoke nonchalantly, one hand slipped into your back pocket, gave your butt a tight squeeze, while the other steadily began climbing toward your chest. His hand in your pocket held your hips down while his hips grinded up into yours. His eyes darkened at the needy whine that left your lips when his rough thumb pad ran over one of your nipple.

See, Remus always enjoyed seeing you react to him. He could write down all of it. He could fill enough books with his favorite things about you to cause an empty Hogwarts library to overflow. How your eyes would roll back into your skull, how your jaw would go slack with need and how your breath catches in the middle of your throat, leaving you breathless, how you’d moan his name. He loved wrecking you, utterly destroying you.

His scar covered hand moved up to your hip, getting a steadier grip so he could really raise his hips and roll them against yours. The hand on his chest delicately rolled a nipple between the thumb and forefinger. He thought you were a piece of art, painted just for him. Your heart was pounding in your ears. Remus was quickly becoming the only coherent thought in your head. You could smell his perfume and it was only fogging up your head worse than his touch. You let out a moan, your eyelids drooping a tad.

"You like that, baby?" he whispered into your open mouth, kissing the corner before sliding his lips down to the corner of your jaw. He licked a fat, flat line across the point, running up to your earlobe before sucking on it.

The werewolf grinded up into you harder, a growl emitting from his throat that would scare even the toughest of creatures. He let out a loud, breathy loan when you nodded and copied his hip movements.

"Of course you do. You're not a brat or a whiney bitch- you're perfect."

Suddenly, Sirius was sitting up and Remus was going silent, almost frozen in his place. Both were listening quite intently over your heavy breathing when loud, stomping footprints made themselves known. Sirius watched in amusement while Remus threw you on to the empty bed space next to him and magicked a blanket over the both of you.

James was pushing open the door about as loudly and hazardously as his footsteps. The door bounced off the wall and collided with his still outstretched arm. You sat up, slowly coming back from the pleasure filled bliss, and slowly becoming more and more pissed you just got cock-blocked by one of your more oblivious friends.

“James, sorry, mate, we’re in the mi-” Sirius was rudely cut off by the messy haired idiot. Spit flew from James’ mouth as he spoke aggressively, his hand waving around as he spoke.

"Can you believe him?!" the Seeker hollered, acting as if his friends, best friends knew immediately what he was talking about. He strode into the middle of the room, pacing in front of the polygamous couple, clearly pissed. It didn't take long for Peter to follow in after, either.

"No, Prongs, you're not exactly telling us anything." Remus spoke up, acting as if he totally wasn't just grinding against you. He was good at keeping his voice level and that it had you confused.

"Little Sour Grape Snape thinks he can try to push that whole fiasco on me like I meant for it to happen?" James yelled out again, almost completely ignoring Remus. Peter sat on the bed across from the trio, his eyes glued to James as he paced. You looked at Sirius, who turned to you, and shrugged, scooting to sit right next to Remus.

"Wanna share what's goin' on, Pete?" Sirius asked, finally scooting to be face to face with the soft boy, and sitting on the other side of Remus. His hand landed on Remus' thigh, gently rubbing over the blanket.

The chubby boy played with his fingers, his mouth opening quickly to tell the tale of Snape and his stupid complaining and blood status shit. However, Remus, nor you, could focus because Sirius’ hand was moving under the blanket and going straight between Remus’ legs.

The sun was setting behind the vast forest, effectively blocking natural light, leaving the room slightly colder and darker than before. Sirius knew it was hard to see what was going on under the blanket, so all carefulness got thrown out the window.

Sirius' hand slid between Remus' thighs, using a hand to hide his smirk. He nodded his head along, as if he was really listening and invested in the story. You turned to Sirius, following his arm and the lump under the blanket and got the idea- and it only became reinforced when Sirius gave you a dramatic wink.

Your own hand slid under the blanket, landing on your werewolf boyfriend's knee, you thumb caressing it gently. Your hand didn’t stay there long. You began to move it up, moving slowly, just inch by inch, stopping suddenly when Remus’ hand clamped around your wrist.

“Boys, stop it.” Remus growled out, but it seemed more directed to Sirius. You were worried for a second that James or Peter heard, but when they kept going on and on, delving deeper and deeper into the story, you realized they were absolutely clueless. You decided to test the waters, slowly running your hand down and then back up, a tad higher, but Moony left his hand on your wrist.

“I said, cut it out. Now.” The brunette’s voice was deep enough to cause a shudder to go down your spine and it went straight to your dick. You jumped when his hand landed on your thigh, giving you a warning squeeze that you once again ignored and moved your hand closer to the inside of his thigh.

You felt fingers run over yours at the top of his thigh and suddenly Remus’ thigh muscles were tightening. Padfoot had run his fingers over his hard-on. You knew you were both pushing it, but you kept going. You heard the brunette groan into his hand, his eyelids fluttering for a second before his gaze hardened and he sunk his teeth into his bottom lip. You could hear the low growl emitting from this throat.

So while James and Peter told their elaborate and stupidly long story, you both teased your partner, enjoying how he tried to sit still and refused to even look at you two. Remus’ jaw was pulled tight, his eyes darker than the night, and his lips drawn into a thin line. Eventually, it came to an end, and the two left, James complaining loudly that no one cared like he did and suddenly the blanket was thrown across the room.

Remus stood up, giving you a glare that you couldn’t help but find hot as hell. You always loved riling him up, but you also loved managing to wiggle out of punishments. Sirius always bitched about you getting away nearly scot free, but you’d just blow raspberries at him. It was funny, honestly, not that you were laughing now. It was clear both of you took it too far.

“You two are in a whole heap of fucking trouble. I can not believe you today, especially you. You’re such a bad influence on my baby.” Remus pointed at Sirius, his brows drawn tight together in pure anger. His eyes were lit up like with fire and the veins on his neck were protruding from underneath the skin in the sexiest way. The simple feature had you clenching your thighs, hoping to release some tension or get a touch or something.

“Our baby. Besides, you’re overreacting Rem.” Sirius shrugged, leaning back on his hands. He blew a stand of hair out of his face, acting like everything was fine and dandy while his boyfriend had steam blowing out of his ears.

His simple sentence caused the brunette’s eye to twitch and you knew he had dug himself a bigger whole. You put your hands in your lap like a good boy and sat, watching the two argue, knowing it was going to be a very long night.

“Oh. I’m overreacting, huh? Do you wanna say that again?” His tone was so flat, almost like he was talking to an idiotic teenager who did exactly what he was told not to do, the messy haired animagus was sitting up quickly, realizing he fucked up- again.

“No, no. That’s not what I meant, baby, you’re getting my words twisted. I meant it’s my fault and that you might be getting a tad carried away. Please don’t be mad at me.” Sirius put on his most dazzling smile and softest voice. He was trying to do what you did so well and wiggle his way out of punishments. “Have I ever mentioned how hot you look when you're mad?”

It was funny, really, how Sirius was saying exactly what you were thinking.

“No, dove, I’m not mad at you.” Remus threaded his hand slowly through Sirius' wavy hair, a small, sweet smile spread across his cheeks. Sirius let out a sigh, a huge grin matching his boyfriends, his eyes sparkling with pure joy in the dim light.

"I'm glad you're so understanding, honey bunches. I love you so, so, so much." Sirius spoke, leaning forward, lips puckered to plant a kiss to the brunettes. You really thought he had known Moony better. Moony very, very rarely let either of you off the hook for something like this.

However, Remus didn't let him move very far. His fingers latched onto the hair at the top of Sirius' head and ripped it back, causing his neck to bend backward and a whorish moan escaped his lips. Siri’s hands shot up to grip the one tugging his head back and he had to strain his eyes to look at his Moony.

"I’m fucking livid, Sirius. You're such a slut. Surely you know me better than that. Have I ever let you get away with behavior like that?” Remus waited for an answer. He wasn’t very patient though, because soon, he was pulling on the long locks again. “Well?”

“No.” Sirius groaned out. He seemed grumpy he couldn’t cute his way out of this like he was sure you could. You figured you could probably avoid the punishment by sneaking out, knowing Remus wouldn’t send a search party after you. And if you made a good enough excuse, he’d let you go with a harsh spanking and the promise of no orgasms for the day, which didn’t seem too terrible.

“Do I have to treat you like a slut?" his lips pressed against a pulse point but didn't place a single kiss to Sirius' lips. "Maybe I should put a muzzle on your filthy mouth and tie you up. Put you in the closet while I fuck our dearest silly, hmm?"

Remus pulled away, this time tugging Sirius' eyes level with his. The werewolf let out a snicker, enjoying the way tears of pain had gathered in his boyfriends eyeline.

"I should teach you who's in charge. What do you say pumpkin?" Remus turned to the spot where you were seated and noticed it was empty. "Pumpkin?" He turned around and saw you trying to sneak out of the dorms door.

He reached into his pocket, tsking all the while casting a spell that caused a collar to appear around your neck with a pop. You let out a squeak, your heads going to the new leather.

"Do I have to put both of you in your place?” Remus pushed Sirius away and walked swiftly over to you, grabbing the d ring on the front of your collar. He gave it a tug, effectively keeping your eyes on his. “You’re not being my good boy, are you?”

“No..” Unlike Sirius, you answered quickly. You looked up at Remus, eyes wide, owlish and feigning innocence. “But I-”

“Quiet. You’re usually so good for me, darling. I bet you picked up the disrespect from our boyfriend, didn’t you? I’m gonna have to fuck the attitude out of you.” He tugged on the d-ring, dragging you with him as he walked back over to the bed. “Sirius, against the headboard.”

Without hesitation, the niorette shuffled toward the headboard, resting his back against it. He learned quickly to keep his mouth shut. With the new space made, Remus pushed you forward and laughed when your hands came out in front of you to catch your fall, but slipped on the silk bedspread. Your chest collided with the plush mattress, a pained cry leaving your lips when your knees collided with the wooden floor.

“Owie, Rem!” You turned to look back at him, but he grabbed your hair and forced your cheek against the mattress. You looked back at him, your cheeks turning pink with embarrassment and you tried to pout your way out of this, like usual.

“Shut up, bunny. Daddy’s not going easy on you this time, so be a good boy and take what I fucking give you.”

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axelsagewrites · 5 years

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Quidditch

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Harry: Since he's been playing since first year and later was captain it was somewhat important to you both. Obviously coming to Hogwarts and hearing of the boy who lived everyone assumed he'd be amazing. You had doubts, knowing people are just people. but you had to admit he was a great seeker.

Plus, since you gained a bit of a crush on him you'd go to your own houses quidditch games (and his house if you aren't in Gryffindor) whether you cared or not.

Once you and Harry started dating Harry didn't feel right playing without you. He'd say he needed you for luck or some other excuse, but you didn't mind.

Ron: he loved to watch quidditch and you didn't really care. It's a good sport but not something you'd give up the finally empty library or quiet great hall. Nearly everyone went to the game, the ones who didn't all understanding to keep it low key.

Ron always tried persuading you to go to a game. You always said no. until he became a player. Once Ron got a spot on the team your interest in quidditch peaked. It is a slight ego boost for Ron to see you supporting him while standing with your own house if you aren't Gryffindor.

Hermione: she liked quidditch but wasn't exactly obsessed. She'd go to most Gryffindor games but leave early, not really caring. One time when she was at the very front of the stands she noticed something coming over. The stands shrieked when a bludger almost went through the group of 3rd years, including Hermione.

But they let out a cheer of relief when (Y/H)'s beater came over, hitting it at the other team's beater who'd knocked it there in the first place. (Y/N) grinned when the bludger hit the boy's brooms end and made him go spinning out of control.

(Y/N) hovered there for a moment to ask Hermione "You okay?" Despite their teammates yelling at them to get back in the game. Hermione nodded, flustered, "Good. See you 'round," And suddenly quidditch was a lot more interesting.

Draco: you liked the moral and celebration around quidditch. Plus being a muggleborns the game was magical. That was why you joined your houses quidditch team in your fifth year as the new chaser.

Rain or shine, win or lose, you enjoyed it. obviously, you liked winning, but it wasn't too bad to lose occasionally. Draco was the opposite. He had to win, and it had to be perfect. Losing the first game of the season to (Y/H) who had 3 new team members, yourself included, didn't please him.

However, as the year went on and he won more he began to focus more on a certain player in (Y/H) than the game. You and Draco would later get together, playing quidditch as a 'friendly' competition.

Fred: sometimes crushes make you do stupid things such as agreeing to watch Gryffindor vs Hufflepuff in near storm conditions simply because Fred asked if you were going. Yeah call it cliché but you went to all his games, saying it was to support a friend.

You cheered the loudest, boo'd the other team, and were seemingly really into quidditch. You liked quidditch and following it, but it was mainly a certain ginger. After games, you and the twins would celebrate a win and prank a lose together.

One time after winning George took too long getting changed so you and Fred left him to go to the party in the room of requirements. But alas Fred pulled you into a cupboard, saying he heard filch. A couple of minutes in the dark cupboard, silence echoing in the tight space, you said: "Are you sure?"

Fred, confusingly as always, answered "We'll find out," and kissed you. Quidditch was a lot more interesting.

George: you were the typical supportive partner, going to games, cheering, telling him he's the best player. So, on and so forth. Whenever you visited him during summer he'd try convincing you to fly with him. Like a sensible person, you said hell no.

Its literarily sitting on a stick with some twigs and jumping in the air, hoping you don't come crashing down. No thanks.

Eventually, George managed to convince you to fly. It required the promise he wouldn't go fast, high, or do tricks. So, sitting on the back of the broom, arms around his middle as to not fly off, he kicked up and you were in the air.

"This isn't too bad," you let out a shaky breath as he did slow laps around the burrow.

"Told you," you could hear the smirk on his face, "Hold on love,"

"Huh?-AH!" You yelled, scrunching your eyes as the wind whipped around your body. You cracked your eyes open a little once he'd seemed to stop. Up, way above the burrow, you looked around with shaky breathing, "George," he hummed in response, "Take me down or I will castrate you," despite the threat, you wrapped your arms around him tighter.

"Cheer up, it's not too bad," he tried to comfort you, turning his head over his shoulder to see how you were doing. You'd bury your head in his shoulder, eyes shut. "Babe?" he asked, genuinely concerned. "Okay, we're going down. Slowly, yeah?" you nodded, not lifting your head.

For the next minute or so that stretched to an eternity in your head, George made his way back down to the ground. As soon as his feet touched the ground he turned around and hugged you, letting the broom drop, "I am so sorry. I-I didn't think it would be that bad. I-I thought that-"

"Please stop talking," he nodded, pulling back a little, his usual smile twisted into a frown. "I-I'm afraid of heights," you managed out. George upon hearing this started, even more, saying you shouldn't be afraid to tell him these things. You got over the incident and moved on but used the situation to get George to do a few...tasks.

Luna: even looking at Luna you know she would snap like a baby bird. You were afraid when she got knocked in the corridors, fearing she'd be knocked down. She was a strong person mentally, physically not so much.

Maybe that's part of the reason her father told her she wasn't allowed to fly. That and he was protective after her mother's death. But you were your teams best quidditch player. After dating Luna if you were playing she'd support your team even if you were against her own house.

"Can you take me flying?" Luna asked one lunchtime, "I've never been," how are you meant to say no to a face like that. Plus, all your friends were around, and you didn't want to seem overly protective. Who were you to tell someone what they can and can't do?

That's how you ended up here, on the barren quidditch pitch, Luna on your broom. Once she got somewhat used to fly she was determined to fly outside the pitch. "Okay," you told her, "But I'm coming with you," so she sat on the front of the broom, stearin, while you sat behind her, guiding her on what to do.

You'd thought she'd fly out of the stadium doors, but no. the air whipped your face as she shot straight up in the air, above the stands, shouting "Whoa," as she went. Once slightly above the stands, she shoots off towards the grounds, flying towards the black lake.

You weren't wearing your goggles since you didn't think it would be this fast, so you had a hard time seeing. But you did manage to see you were nose-diving towards the lake. Thinking quick, you leaned forward, grabbing the broom and trying to pull up. It was close enough for the broom to skim the bottom of the water.

Deciding you had enough you somehow steered the broom to the edge of the black lake. Once you were standing you grabbed the broom, panting. Luna was as well but with a huge smile on her face. "We need to do that again,"

You let out a long breath, "Maybe later. Let's-let's get something to eat, yeah?"

Ginny: you never went to quidditch games. They were beyond boring to you. Why watch when you can play? Once you started Ginny you went reluctantly to her games, telling her you enjoyed them. Ginny wasn't an idiot though and told you-you didn't have to come, and she wouldn't be offended.

During the summer you'd visit the Weasleys, spending most of the time with Ginny. Her room was covered in quidditch posters. She'd try explaining it to you, but you'd just nod along, not understanding anything. "You have no clue what I'm saying?"

"Not even a little,"

Despite not following quidditch when her brothers said they were going to fly and invited you, you wanted to go too. You weren't an astounding player, but you were pretty decent. Ginny was surprised when you got the quaffle in the hoop. "How?" she asked.

"Its boring to watch, but fun to play,"

James: prongs was somewhat quidditch obsessed. It was insane. But not that many people would realize he was incredibly self-conscious. His parents were quite old when they had him, so his dad wasn't physically able to play quidditch with him.

James was kinda crap when he came to Hogwarts. He could fly fine but he'd never played a game against someone. But as well as Sirius James made another friend and one who came from a wizarding family obsessed with quidditch.

It was one day at lunch when James was pouting because some older kids had mocked his flying when (Y/N) stepped in. "I could give you some extra flying lessons." James took (Y/N) up on this offer. They weren't that close before the lessons but got quite close after.

All of (Y/N)'s family played quidditch. For their fifth birthday, all children in the (Y/L/N) family got a training broom. Despite having a good broom at home (Y/N) had to use a school one since first years weren't allowed one for some reason.

James, however, learned properly for the first time on one of these brooms so wasn't affected by the fact they flew slightly to the left and started buzzing if you flew too high. Over the summer, James, Sirius, and (Y/N) went back to school shopping together where James convinced his parents to buy him a broom for school. With his new broom that didn't hold him back, he became one of the best quidditch players in school, getting on to the quidditch team, and becoming the best player in the school as well as captain.

Sirius: Sirius played quidditch but didn't really care. He played it if his friends were playing or if he was bored but he had better hobbies. (Y/N) however, had not touched a broom since first year. Sirius and (Y/N) had been dating a couple months when he found this out.

Upon gaining this shocking knowledge when (Y/N) said she didn't want to join in playing casual quidditch Sirius sought out to change this. "Sirius, you don't even care about quidditch," (Y/N) pointed out.

"Yeah but still," was his only argument, "Come on. One broom ride and you'll be a changed person."

"Fine," (Y/N) sighed, "But only one. And if I die I will kill you,"

The ride started out quite slow, flying around the edge of the black lake, "I don't know what I was so afraid of," (Y/N) said.

Sirius grinned, "Told you. Now, this is where it really gets fun," before (Y/N) could respond he shot off in the air. Sirius flew higher and faster. He wasn't the best player, so the ride was kind of shaky. Flying above the forbidden forest, Sirius checked in, "How you are doing?" he yelled over the wind.

"Bloody brilliant! This is amazing!" turns out (Y/N) didn't know what they were missing.

Remus: (Y/N) was one of the best quidditch players in (Y/H). they were also Remus's crush. Something about watching (Y/N) made Remus a bit flustered. Maybe it was the confidence they had on the field, the smile on their face when they scored, or how good they looked in the kit.

It was these factors that lead to Remus asking James for lessons. The marauders all stopped what they were doing to ask him to repeat himself. "I want to play,"

James sat up, chucking his quidditch magazine to the side, "Who hurt you?"

Remus sighed, crossing his arms, "Is it so wrong to want to be able to join in when you'd all go play quidditch,"

Peter, who'd been laying on his bed sketching pipped up, "he fancies (Y/H)'s chaser," the other three marauders gapped at him, Remus going to deny it, "he keeps staring at them during meals and class. Plus, he's been going to more quidditch games,"

Remus wasn't even able to deny it, instead going bright red, white scars looking even more prominent on his skin. "Well well well," James chuckled, "we better get you a broom,"

Partly because of the seemingly constant quidditch injuries (Y/N) helped in the hospital wing. They'd change the bed sheets, give patients their meals, and general tidying. Plus, it got them extra credit. "(Y/N) bed 7's been filled so can you take this tray to him," Madam Pomfrey handed them a tray with a couple bits of fruit, toast, and water.

(Y/N) nodded and went to the bed, pulling back the curtain but having to balance the tray on their hip and hand. "Remus?" (Y/N)'s face contorted into confusion, "how'd you break your arm?" (Y/N) sat the tray down. They knew Remus came in somewhat often but Madam Pomfrey didn't let anyone see him.

The Marauders sitting around the boy chuckled while Remus went red, white scars littering his face. "Um, well, I-I fell," (Y/N) gave the boy a look but said nothing, "Th-thanks," he gave an awkward smile as he reached out for the water jug, spilling it due to using his non-dominant hand.

(Y/N) pulled out their wand, cleaning up the mess and pouring a glass, all while the marauders bellowed with laughter. They handed the boy the class, a slight smile on their face, "Don't worry. Madam Pomfrey will have that fixed in no time. And you lot," they turned to marauders, "will get kicked out if you don't calm the volume."

James and Sirius made fake scared faces. (Y/N) however still had their wand in hand so made the curtains around the bed attack the boys. Remus laughed as his friends tried to fight off the material. "See you around Remus," (Y/N) said before leaving. Remus was left with a dopey smile on his face and two friends saying 'help me' that he ignored.

Lily: you always loved the idea of quidditch but...you sucked. Because of this, you worked extra hard for years to get better. It wasn't till fifth year you got on the team, mainly because one had broken their collar bone and decided to miss some games. You, however, ended up replacing them.

But you knew you weren't the best on the team, far from. It was also pretty awkward joining mid-season since everyone else knew each other and you only vaguely knew them. They weren't mean per se but stuck in their groups.

During games, you got nervous, like really nervous. It was your first official game and the captain had given you a separate mini speech in private, telling you to get all your nerves out. That didn't work, and you clambered on your broom shaking.

Your teammates gave you a concerned look as madam hooch counted down to the games start. You looked over in the crowd and among the tons of people and signs you saw one in particular. 'GO (Y/N)!'.

You looked to see the redhead holding up the sign, hollering among the rest. She gave you a huge grin when you locked eyes. lily was somewhat close to you. You'd meet in a study group and had started kind of hanging out. You also had a massive crush on her.

"Go!" You kicked off a second later than the rest of your team but once in the air, your nerves doubled as the Quaffle went right past you. Not long after you had to duck a bludger.

Your teammates yelled at you, but it wasn't helping. Upon glancing back at Lily, who was still smiling, you shook yourself and shot after the other team's chaser. Seeing there was no way from the side you literally let your broom droop a few feet, earning a slight gasp as people thought your broom wasn't going to stop. But you shot forward, going up at the same time and somehow got the quaffle.

"10 points to (Y/H)!" The commentator yelled over the mic. The crowds cheered, "And from there new chaser (Y/L/N)." you hadn't even realized what had happened.

Each point lily cheered louder. It ended with your house winning and catching the snitch. 250 to (Y/H) and 50 to the other. Plus, out of the 10 goals from your team, you'd made 6 of them. Upon landing on the pitch, your house hollering in celebration, your teammates approached you. "Didn't think you had it in you,"

People from the stands started spilling into the pitch but you weren't really paying attention till someone ran up and hugged you. Once they pulled back you saw the familiar red hair, "Lily,"

"I'm so proud of you,"

A/N: Please leave requests. They're always open. I love writing but sometimes ideas are hard or i dont know what you like. Even if its just commenting "Harry fluff" or "Remus ansgt". anything will help.

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yourmajestythequeenn · 5 years

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Confessions Chapter 11

Confessions of a Teenage Witch ~ Chapter 11: Revenge

Warnings: Blood and such.

Pairings: Rose x Scorpius, Albus x OC

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I moan, taking a mouthful of a sticky cinnamon roll. Chewing, I look around the breakfast table, only a few family and friends have meandered into the Great Hall at such an hour.

"Making you moan already, am I?" Lorcan jokes from across the table. I roll my eyes, "Oh hush, you git." I glance across the wooden table at Al, who picks at his food. That is not a good sign for any Weasley or Potter. The stress of the last few weeks is apparent on his face. His piercing green eyes circles up to meet my gaze. I give him a sympathetic half smile, then return to my heavenly meal, stuffing my cheeks like an overgrown chipmunk. "Morning everyone!" Lucy appears beside me sitting down and filling her plate. "Morning," we chorus back, the noise of our greeting reverberates in the blatant silence of the hall.

"Ahem," a voice coughs from behind me, my fork stops in midair. I see Al look up, his eyes narrow into slits and his jaw sets firmly. "Sorry to interrupt your lovely family gathering," the husky voice I know too well continues. "But I’m here to warn you…all."

I swivel in my seat, glaring up at the lanky body of Scorpius Malfoy. "Warn us about what, Malfoy?" James growls from behind me. "Well, Potter, it wouldn’t be a surprise then, would it?" he chuckles slightly. "Spit it out or sod off, Malfoy," I hiss out from clenched teeth. "Now, now Weasley, no need to shoot the messenger," he smirks down at me. "And Potter, keep both eyes open on the pitch, will you?" He spins on his heel stalking out of the hall. *~* "Al…Al…Al!" I shake him by the shoulders. "Yeah, hum?" he asks, dazed. "Get it together! You’ve worked us too hard to fall apart now!" I say roughly. "Yeah, sorry. I just can’t concentrate," he says sorrowfully. "I know your heartbroken over Lavinia but you better fix it soon, the game starts in five," I huff, yanking the gold and red jersey over my puffy hair. "Whatever," he resorts, pulling his jersey over his bare chest. My teammates have gathered into a huddle in the center of the locker room. Their chants of our traditional pregame pump up song ring off the walls. "We’re not afraid, we’re not afraid, to take a stand, to take a stand, everybody, everybody, come take my hand, come take my hand," they shout, jumping up and down. Smiling I walk towards them joining in, motioning Al to follow, he does reluctantly though. "We’ll walk this route together, through the storm Whatever weather, cold or warm!" we shout, the words coming easily to my lips. Al’s shielded face slowly breaks into a warm smile, joining in with everyone shouting the Muggle song at the top of his lungs. By the end he and Lorcan are fist pumping and jumping up and down. "Gryffindor!" The announcer’s voice penetrates the room as she (Dom) our team.

"Albus Potter as chaser and captain, James Potter also as chaser, Lorcan and Lysander Scamander as our beaters, the lovely Roxanne Weasley as keeper, Trevor Wood as chaser, and last but certainly not least Rose Weasley as our amazing seeker!" Dom yells into her wand, broadcasting her voice across the pitch. Blushing, grip my Whirlwind, pushing off I join my team in the center of the pitch. The Gryffindor section of the stand’s cheers madly, whooping, screaming, waving flags and banners. A rush of wind blows off the Black Lake, causing my hair to blow my face. The crisp smell of fall blows in with the wind. Don announces the Slytherins, they appear one by one waving and jeering to the rowdy fans. Archie Goyle charges out in front, flipping in the air. Lastly Scorpious flies out, a stupid grin plastered on his face. I swear to Merlin, playing Quidditch has boosted his ego thrice. The wind increases as we set up to start, pulling wisps of curls from my ponytail, inhibiting my vision. Just as the Snitch is released a shout echoes across the pitch "Oi, James, Al! You boys go get em’," Uncle Harry leans over the edge of the railing high up in the professors’ stand. He’s smiling and waving like a proud dad. James and Al turn their heads back towards the game, their faces glowing in embarrassment. The Bludgers are released, wildly dispersing onto the pitch. Lastly the Quaffle is tossed up, right away Al snatches it from the air, speeding away. In a matter of seconds everyone is gone, either chasing after or screaming at Al to ‘pass the bloody Quaffle!’ Only the scrawny third year seeker and I are left in the dust. I whip my head around, trying to catch a glimpse of the Snitch.

But to no avail…

"You’re going down, Weasley" hisses the Slytherin seeker, his eyes narrow into slits, reminding me of his house mascot. "Sod off, " I snarl at him, speeding off in search of the snitch. Dom’s voice blasts around the pitch "Potter passes the Quaffle to Wood. The Slytherins are close behind them. Goyle hits a Bludger at Potters head, it’s skillfully deflected by Scamander. Wood passes to Potter, then to Potter, then to Potter, back to Wood. Slytherin chasers Malfoy, Parkinson, and Patil disperse, each one taking on the Gryffindor’s separately." Down the pitch James zooms across the field. Head down, arm clutching the Quaffle tightly. Even though both Bludgers are hit at him, he dodges them with ease keeping his eye on the targets. "Ruby Parkinson comes up from under Potter, attempting to snatch the Quaffle from him. Potter swiftly throws the Quaffle to Al, only to be intercepted by Malfoy!” Dom screams to the cheering crowds.

Malfoy flies past my broomtail towards the other side of the pitch, his team mates flagging on his sides, the others behind him. Lorcan and Lysander whack the Bludgers at him. As he nears the hoops the crowd goes quiet, holding their breath. "Malfoy slips the Quaffle to Parkinson who launches it towards the center hoop." "Save it Roxy, come on!" I beg under my breath. She deflects it with the end of her broom tail, sending the Quaffle to the ground. The crowd erupts in shouts, profanities from the Slytherin side, cheers from Gryffindor. Fortunately, the students cries die down and Gryffindor starts with the Quaffle. Dom is screaming into her wand, "Gryffindor has the Quaffle, no, now Slytherin, Gryffindor, Slytherin, Gryffindor…Go Al! Go! Shoot! Shoot! Shoot it! Go Gryffindor! Stay away from our Quaffle you slimy, sodding snakes!" Her roaring voice crackles away. McGonagall’s stern voice blares, "Miss Weasley is taking a break for the remainder of the game. I will be taking over from this point on." I look towards the stands. Dom is still standing in the teacher’s stands, half hanging over the side, cheering on the team…enthusiastically I’m snickering at her enthusiasm when a flash of gold catches my eye… The Snitch. I grip my broom with my sweaty hands and take off after it, so concentrated I can hardly hear McGonagall announce, "And Miss Weasley sights the Snitch!"

The game intensifies as both teams attempt to break the tie. The young Slytherin seeker catches up with me, as I close in on the golden orb. Neck and neck, both our hands stretched to the limit, trying to reach the Snitch. I urge my broom faster, swerving to the right sharply as the Snitch dives down under us, speeding in the other direction. McGonagall’s voice reverberates through the pitch. "The seekers battle for the snitch while down below Potter has the Quaffle with Malfoy on his tail." The Snitch speeds up, I know it was time to put our plan in action. Still chasing the Snitch, I yell as loud as possible, "MERLINS KNUCKLES!" the code word for our conniving plan to be set into action.

The Wildfire Wiz-Bangs. Al will recite a simple charm to ignite the concealed fireworks, creating chaos for the Slytherins and giving us the opportunity to win the game, if I’m fast enough.

Right on queue a roar erupts from all sides of the pitch as each firework erupting in an amazing display of our Gryffindor spirits. Screams of terror explode from the stands, drowning out McGonagall’s attempts to restore order.

I look down to see Malfoy’s broom go up in sparks, sending him flying around like an untied balloon. Malfoy clutched the broom for dear life. Despite distractions at every turn I’m still hot on the Snitch’s trail, while the feisty Slytherin seeker is caught up in the pandemonium of everything. "Rose! Rose!" Al’s terrified voice brings me to a halt. I peer around the smoky pitch searching for him. Then I see why Al’s voice was struck with terror. The sight sends a pang of dread through my body. Malfoy’s wonky broom had collided with James’s, their footholds intertwined, sending both of their broomsticks on a crazy downward spiral. The firework attached to Malfoy’s broomtail still sparked. My heart is in my throat, my stomach in a knot, and I felt vaguely nauseous. When they hit the ground the firework explodes, sending up a cloud of dirt and debris. Everyone in the stands realized what was happening and go silent once more. My body reacts before my mind does and I’m on the ground in seconds. Pieces of broom and earth come into view as the smoke clears. "That’s my son!" I hear Uncle Harry’s emotion filled voice from the stands. "Move! out of my way! James! James!" I’ve stopped at the edge of the wreckage unwilling to see what lies ahead. A hand lightly touches my shoulder, Al, his face crinkled with worry. Madam Pomfrey, Uncle Harry, and McGonagall are already in the wreckage, calling for stretchers, or shouting orders. Whimpers from James and Malfoy and frantic whispers from the stands fill the air as they are lifted from the wreckage onto the stretchers. This is our fault. I whip my head to look at Al. He has already realized this. He gives me a tight-faced nod and looks away from my gaze. Bloody hell, this is bad… The levitating stretchers pass us, and the sight makes my blood turn cold. First Malfoy, his face almost unrecognizable from a wound oozing blood on his forehead. His arm is twisted at a painful angle. One of his pant legs has been torn from mid-thigh down. A scary looking cut on his shin reveals a fleck of white. It was down to the bone. His grey eyes are crinkled shut.

I sway against Al’s shoulder. I hope my breakfast stays down. When James’s stretcher floats past, Al’s hand tightens around my wrist. His face is white as a sheet.

Unlike Malfoy James is fully conscious. His shirt has been torn away. His chest rises and falls quickly. His jaw hard set, his hands balled into fists. A piece of jagged wood sticks up from his covered leg. His body is already bruising. His head rolls to the side, he looks at us in desperation and grunts in pain.

I step forward, unable to see him in such pain, pulling Al with me. I touch his shoulder with my hand. It’s meant to be a comforting gesture. But he groans and sucks air in through his teeth. I quickly jerk my hand away. Beside me Al has stiffened up at his brother’s pain.

I drop my head in sorrow. My hand hangs at my side…dripping blood. My cousin’s blood… On my hands… Dear Merlin, I thing I’m going to be sick. Malfoy’s head slick with blood… My mouth dries up, tasting like I licked an old frying pan. The whirling spiral of the brooms crashing to the ground… The world goes topsy-turvy, darkness edges in on my whirling vision. I feel myself fall, but I never hit the ground.

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A/N: wow, that was intense. Sorry for being a week late on an update. I got caught up in finals. I will be posting several times this week to get caught up.

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halothenthehorns · 3 years

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GRYFFINDOR VS RAVENCLAW

"I really think we should go to bed after this chapter," Lily voted, glancing at the clock for a moment and taking a worried glance over at Remus, who was rubbing furiously at his eyes; and not for the fate of Scabbers she knew.

"It's a bit early," Harry disagreed, clearly not noticing the same thing but still eying the book with undisguised hope. She could tell something was bothering him, but the fact that he hadn't voiced it out loud meant whatever it was he knew he couldn't fully discuss without having a headache. She didn't press him for it, but instead said, "well, it would do us all some good to turn in for the night, we've had a rather long day I think." Knowing it would come up again at the end anyways, she went on and started her chapter without anymore protest.

Ron and Hermione's friendship seemed to be over.

They all winced in horror at what this could really mean. If Ron and Hermione really never did makeup for this then that would mean that Harry would have to choose one of his friends in the end, a fate no one was hoping for. Harry was so distracted by this that it finally clouded over his annoying little insistence Scabbers wasn't dead at all and gave him something new to focus on.

They were so angry at the other, Harry wasn't even sure how they could begin to make up.

"Can't rightly blame Ron," Sirius frowned, "but I really hope he cares more about Hermione's accident then Scabbers fate."

"You saying if I'd let my owl eat yours you'd forgive me?" James couldn't help but tease.

Sirius pretended to deliberate for a moment before asking, "did he try to attack mine several times before he'd done it?"

"Yes," James agreed at once.

"Then absolutely not!" Sirius cried in mock outrage, turning away and crossing his arms as dramatically as he possibly could.

"You two put on a good show," Remus snickered, "but I'm afraid the two who needed that lesson aren't here. Good try though."

Ron was insisting it was all Hermione's fault for never having taken Crookshanks trying to eat Scabbers seriously,

"Which she really should have back when she bought him," Lily sighed loudly before Sirius could say anything.

and Hermione told Ron to try looking under his bed rather than blaming the rest of the world.

"Really Hermione?" James groaned. "She can't really believe that! You don't think Ron tried that before he came tearing down the stairs?"

Hermione was insisting Ron was overreacting, those hairs could have been there since their break,

"Yeah, I'm sure Ron just cuddles with those in his bed, never would have made sure to get rid of them," Remus rolled his eyes.

and how Ron had hated her cat ever since it crashed into his head at the store.

"Well yeah," Harry scoffed, though his own distil at how daft Hermione was being was minimal to how upset he really felt at his two friends possibly losing their friendship.

Harry was on Ron's side, and tried to give Hermione the facts, but then Hermione lost it at Harry too.

"Urho," Sirius winced, already knowing Hermione's attitude was likely to spike.

She screamed at Harry for always siding with Ron, that everything was just her fault.

That left all five of them shrinking into themselves a little, realizing they may have been picking on Hermione a little too much this year on top of everything else she's been dealing with.

Ron was very torn up about his pet,

"Saw that coming," Lily sighed in pity, knowing quite well how much someone could care for their pet.

and Fred chose the wrong way to cheer him up by reminding Ron how he always called him useless,

"Ron was just doing that to complain, I highly doubt he meant it," Sirius winced, the twins clearly weren't doing a very good job of cheering their brother up this time.

and how he'd been getting old for how long? It was kinder this way, one bite and he hadn't felt a thing.

"Merlin, none of the Weasley's really know what comforting someone means do they?" Lily sighed.

Ron was still depressed as he reminded Harry that Scabbers had once bit Goyle.

"I do," James brightened at once with a wide grin.

"The rats proudest moment to date," Remus agreed fondly.

Fred agreed that the scar on the Slytherin's hand would be a testament to his life.

Sirius couldn't help but snicker, feeling like now the twins were on the right track to making Ron feel better.

Then Fred added on Ron could just go and buy another rat whenever he wanted.

"And that just killed it," Sirius huffed.

Harry decided to get his friend's mind off of it by giving him that promised ride on his Firebolt.

"If that doesn't cheer him up nothing will," James perked up at once.

Ron agreed he'd like to try and shoot some goals,

"Wonder if Ron's going to try out for the team next year?" Sirius grinned, remembering how Wood was going to be gone at the end of the year which would leave a place open for a bodily enthusiastic player.

and so they left for the pitch, finding Hooch who was just as keen at Harry's new broom as anyone.

"But of course," Remus nodded in complete understanding, "she's as much a nut as any of us."

She spent quite some time fantasizing about some of the other models as well, telling how a flaw of the Nimbus line was that they began to drag after a few years,

"Something I've noticed," James agreed with a roll of his eyes, a few things coming to mind he'd like to try and improve upon that.

and an older model called Silver Arrows, which they'd stopped making.

"Really?" Sirius asked in surprise. "Guess that must have stopped not too long from now."

"Better cling to them while you can then," Remus frowned.

She kept going for so long that it took Wood cutting in asking if they could get to their warmups.

"Oh, but she was enjoying herself," Lily giggled, finding this just as mundane then if James had gone on like this, but at least it was keeping their mind on more pleasant things.

Wood began by telling Harry about the startup Ravenclaw team, the Seeker of whom was Cho Chang.

Harry felt a funny sort of swooping feeling in his gut, quite apart from the little tick of his memory being replaced with yet another name he was sure he felt some kind of connection to. The feeling was so foreign though that he didn't think long on it.

He hadn't been expecting that, as she'd been in the hospital wing for something, but Wood scowled as he told of her recovery in time clearly to his displeasure.

"The horror," Lily scowled, her annoyance at Wood still managing to grow the longer this carried on.

He then said that the best model that team had was a Comet Two Sixty, which paled next to Harry's Firebolt, then he got them all in the air.

"What an enjoyable pep talk," James rolled his eyes.

Harry finally got to live his dream and soared through the air, where his broom responded to the lightest of touches, and went so fast the rest of the world blurred.

All four boys sighed, more pleased than they could ever put into words that such a broom could exist, and also silently agreeing Lily was hardly putting the right amount of enthusiasm into describing this momentous event.

He flew around so fast, he spun from one end of the field to the other, dive bombed the ground, then shot off into the air just as fast.

"Mom," Harry half groaned half laughed, "nothing happened, I didn't fall off. Quite sounding like you're reading about me riding on a dragon."

Lily gave him a maternal glare, like 'I'll worry as much as I want to young man' but she did marginally relax, which is why she may not have noticed Harry's odd little frown, trying to understand why he'd used that particular comparison.

Wood released the Snitch then, and Harry gave it a few moments head start before darting around and catching it seconds later.

James was bouncing around in unrestrained glee, unable to put into words how happy this was making him. His son finally being able to properly enjoy flying around on the best broom like he should have been able to do all the way back during his first year.

He released it, turned away again, and when he came back found it not moments later and made another easy catch.

"That's it," Sirius declared, "Lily needs to give up the book now, there is no way you should be able to read in such a bland tone of voice about something so momentous."

"I'm proud Harry's doing so well," Lily rebuked, "but I'm not going to feel any better about this until he actually manages to get through one bleeding game without something awful happening."

Sirius huffed and grumbled she was missing the point while Lily decided to ignore him.

Wood was nearly crying in pleasure, saying if they played like this there was no way they could lose, then he hesitated and asked Harry about his dementor problem.

"He's certainly in more control of it," Remus nodded encouragingly when he saw Harry look hesitant at the question.

Harry agreed, keeping to himself he wasn't at the level he'd like, but saying aloud he could handle it.

"You'll do fine," James soothed at once. "I am positive that shouldn't happen again, but if it does you are more than prepared for it this time."

Fred convinced the lot of them it wouldn't even be a problem, Dumbledore would go mad.

"And there's that," Sirius nodded in agreement, his ill feelings towards the headmaster not lingering too much on this subject, he liked to think he still had faith in the man to do this simple task.

The rest of the team turned to leave, but Harry stayed out a bit later so Ron could have his go, while Hooch had fallen asleep in the stands.

"Oh she's doing a great job at guard duty," Lily scowled in annoyance.

"You're in a bad mood," James noted lightly, "you do know there's nothing for Harry to be guarded from."

"I know," Lily snapped, "I just don't appreciate her taking her job so lightly."

Ron looked like he was going to explode from happiness as Harry handed the broom over,

"Perfectly understandable," Sirius nodded.

and spent as much time as possible flying through the air, only stopping when Hooch woke up and told the boys off for not waking her up and telling them to get back to school.

"Well she's quite the killjoy," Remus smirked, noting Lily only looked marginally happier at this.

They walked off, still chatting happily, when Harry spotted the eyes.

Sirius couldn't help but startle happily, suddenly wishing Ron wasn't there, suddenly hoping against hope he might finally be getting his chance to really talk to Harry.

Harry froze as he looked at the glowing orbs, but Ron dragged out his wand and used the Lumos spell, spotting Crookshanks.

"Damn," Sirius scowled, his anger possibly a little more than was necessary at his want being dashed because of that cat, his actions in eating Scabbers not exactly one hundred percent forgiven even if it was in his nature.

Ron lost his temper at once, trying to chuck the nearest available rock, but he hadn't even swung when the cat disappeared again.

"Least he was smart enough not to do that," Remus sighed, knowing it would only make problems worse if Ron really had hurt Hermione's cat.

Ron stamped off in a temper now, exclaiming how Hermione still wasn't handling this, and that cat had probably been eating someone else's pet as dessert. Harry wasn't really listening anymore, too ashamed at his automatic reaction in thinking that had been the Grim.

"If only," James grumbled, knowing he'd have much rather that been another Sirius sighting then a rekindling of annoyance.

The next morning Harry went down to breakfast encircled by his team while he carried his broom, all of the players seeming to think the Firebolt needed an honor guard.

Sirius' bad temper only increased when he realized yet again he was getting skipped off of a Quidditch chapter.

When they entered the Great Hall, Harry's good mood increased when he caught sight of the Slytherin team.

James was willing to let it go that he hadn't gotten this chapter just to hear about this one small moment of pleasure.

They made it to the Gryffindor table, where Wood had Harry put the broom in the center of the table.

Lily couldn't help making a little 'tsk' of annoyance at these boys fawning over a broom like this, admittedly projecting a lot of her bad feelings of Harry and Ron continuing to treat Hermione the way they were on anything associated with the game.

Several admirers from other houses came over to have a look, including Percy's girlfriend from Ravenclaw house Penelope. Percy made the joke she shouldn't sabotage the broom while she looked it over.

"Well if she does, then Percy's dating a girl far more interesting than he is," Sirius snorted.

"You're an idiot," Remus told him pleasantly.

He told the others that they had a bet running on today's game, ten Galleons to the victor. Before he joined Penelope at her table though, he quickly told Harry that it would be good if he won, because he didn't have ten Galleons.

James couldn't help snickering a bit at that, having no doubts in his mind his son would win and that wouldn't be a problem.

Then a less welcomed person arrived, asking if Harry could handle that broom.

"Far better than you could," Sirius sneered.

"Sadly I wouldn't be all that surprised if Malfoy actually came to school next year with a Firebolt as well," James frowned.

Harry returned he was more than confident he could, and Malfoy shot back that he hoped they'd installed a parachute on the broom, so that when dementors appeared he wouldn't fall as bad again.

"And that joke is still not funny," Remus rolled his eyes in contempt.

Harry wished Malfoy could install an extra arm on his broom, to catch the Snitch for him.

Which caused all four of them to release a gale of laughter for that comment. Lily couldn't deny hers one bit, as even if she is agitated at her son for the way he was acting, she'd be a right hypocrite for not admiring his mouth right then as often as she shot back at anyone who annoyed her.

Malfoy sulked away, and the Slytherins converged on him, probably to make sure that was a real Firebolt over there.

"Damned right it's real," Sirius puffed out his chest in pleasure.

They left for the stadium then, the weather absolutely perfect for the gameday,

"Lily I don't think you truly understand how lucky you are," James huffed, a touch of envy gleaming in his eyes at his wife getting this match.

Lily was still studiously ignoring them all.

but it didn't stop Harry from keeping his wand on him as he dressed in his Quidditch uniform.

"Something you really should do more often," Remus nodded in approval.

"Still blows my mind they don't do that at all," Sirius chuckled.

Lily eyed them for a moment before explaining, "I'm actually quite happy Harry's never had to do this but once before. Remember that the schools not living in the same era as we did."

Sirius and Remus exchanged a curious look before nodding in understanding.

Harry couldn't help but wonder if Lupin was in the stands today.

"Well I should hope so," James scoffed, "as far as I could tell, he's not got a reason to miss it this time."

Remus grinned as well at what he only hoped was an absurd question, of course he would want to come, or he would now. In this rather bleak future where he hardly seemed able to hold a conversation with Harry, well if Harry didn't catch sight of him it would only chalk up to another heartbreak.

Wood tried to give his speech, but all he could really manage was to encourage them to play like they had in practice the other day, then they went out.

"Wood's pep talks have actually gotten worse over the years," Sirius snickered.

Harry sized up the other team as they met on the grass, and couldn't help but notice his opponent Cho Chang had long dark hair, and was rather pretty.

Lily's tone finally changed from mild indulgence, to outright joy and glee at this. That was calm though compared to the boys reactions, who lost it and began laughing at once, despite Harry's berated face and mutters that they could shut up now.

"Sorry Harry," James gasped, rubbing at his ribs and hardly looking sorry at all. "I won't deny I've been dying to find out the first girl that would catch your fancy."

"Epically since one of your friends is a girl," Remus nodded in agreement with a stupid smile still plastered in place.

Harry blinked for a few moments before going even more red and spluttering, "wh-Hermione? No, no way. She's like my sister or something, it's nothing like that."

"Alright," Sirius waved him off, hardly sounding like he meant it as he said, "we get it, just amused us is all."

Still giggling slightly herself Lily decided to keep going while Harry was still more embarrassed than argumentative on the subject.

She gave Harry a friendly smile when she spotted him, which caused Harry to have quite a different nerve jump then the game.

"I'm positive it is," James muttered in agreement, giving Harry an obvious wink Harry chose to ignore.

Then the whistle was blown, and they were in the air, Lee Jordan doing his normal commentating.

"Always worth the listening," Remus nodded happily, easily remembering this boy's previous commentaries.

Jordan started off by commentating about the Firebolt, noting it was a world class broom, but McGonagall cut him off by snapping that he was supposed to be talking about the game play.

"I find this very relevant for the match," Sirius snickered.

Jordan didn't pay it much mind, still talking about some of the many perks the Firebolt had, and McGonagall cut in again.

"I never get tired of that kid," James laughed, knowing he'd be just as bad about endearing this broom if he was commentating.

He relented then, stating the score. Harry was only half listening as he followed his own job, finding Chang was keeping on him rather then doing her own search.

"Tailing's never a bad idea," Sirius nodded, his eyes narrowing as he continued mentally mapping out the game with every little detail Lily gave.

Harry could tell she knew what she was doing, always cutting him off and keeping him from making any kind of beeline.

"And keeping him off guard to boot," Remus praised at the girl's obvious skill.

Then Harry spotted it, a flash of gold near the center field.

Lily couldn't deny it anymore, her voice was spiking with just as much excitement as any of the boys as her son continued to show his prowess at yet another swift sighting of such a tiny little object. Yes, she was still ticked at her son for the way he'd been treating his friend, but she could never deny how proud she was of something he was so obviously good at.

Harry tried to go for it, but a Bludger forced him to swerve away,

"Oooh," all the boys groaned, the couch nearly shaking with them they were all bouncing in place so much.

"S'alright Harry," James said at once when he saw how annoyed his son looked, "you've still got the better broom, you'll still get there in the end."

and the Snitch took its chance to disappear.

"Rats," Sirius muttered, snapping his fingers but low enough Lily had no reason to stop.

Jordan couldn't help but notice all of this, returning to talking about how the players just couldn't match up against Potter's superior broom, and McGonagall lost her patience as she shouted at him he wasn't getting paid to advertise brooms!

"For some odd reason, I think McGonagall's a little upset herself," Remus snickered.

"What on earth would give you that idea," James cackled.

Ravenclaw was starting to win out in points, and Harry was starting to get jumpy as he realized if Chang got the Snitch first, they'd lose.

"Come on Harry, you can do this," Sirius muttered with absolute faith.

Then he saw it again, the Snitch was fluttering around their team's goal post,

"It's got to be a sign," James grinned wickedly that his son must have just set another record for spotting the snitch again so fast.

Harry made to go for it again, but then Cho was there right in front of Harry and he had to madly swing out of the way to avoid her, much to Wood's displeasure as he yelled at his Seeker to stop being a gentleman and knock her aside.

"He really is a lovely one," Lily grumbled in just as much agitation as anyone when Harry was once again cut off from his victory.

In the mayhem though, their ball was once again gone. Harry changed tactics then, deciding if she wanted to try and keep up with him he'd make it a chore.

James didn't hold back his laughter one little bit, going wide-eyed as a child at the mental joys of watching his son soar through the air like this.

Then it happened again, a flutter of wings and his eyes locked onto the Snitch on the Ravenclaw end, and Harry pelted towards it, and so did Cho.

"She's lucky she didn't smack into the ground," Remus muttered in admiration of the girls own skills at keeping up with Harry for so long.

They were racing forward, but Cho was a little bit closer when something caught her eye, and she screamed in fright as three dementors,

"Are you kidding me!" Sirius howled in outrage, nearly getting to his feet and all enjoyment gone in a single moment of frustration. "Dumbledore couldn't bloody-"

Lily wasn't listening, wasn't giving him the chance to go on a full blown rant for two reasons. Mainly, she was too anxious to see the results, to make sure Harry would get to the ground safe and sound again. Also because, she randomly noted Harry had felt them before seeing them every other time, why hadn't he this time? Were the effects finally beginning to wane?

were coming towards them, but Harry hardly gave them notice he was so focused. He yanked out his wand, performed the Expecto Patronum spell as something with a distinct silver shape came shooting out,

All five of them couldn't help but beam with pride, Harry hadn't been able to produce something so substantial since his first try, and this time he hadn't even felt the side effects of it!

but didn't glance at his handiwork as his hand still holding his wand curled around the Snitch in victory.

"Yes!" The room cried with such jubilation the parents felt lucky someone had yet again thought to silence their room from the baby's so that it wouldn't wake him. They couldn't help it though, it felt like it had been far too long since they'd really had a chance to just be truly happy about something, and the winning of Harry's game was definitely something worth celebrating. The boys spent quite some time interrogating Harry on every little detail he remembered that the book may not have said. Lily watched on with great enthusiasm and her two cents in whenever she could, but it was also she who demanded they get back on track and finish this chapter. Even Remus, who looked ready to fall asleep before she even finished, looked like he wanted to protest but Lily kept going anyways leaving them to forcefully fall silent.

The game was called, and the stands erupted as everyone began screaming with pleasure.

Harry sunk back to the ground only to be swarmed by the fans,

Lily couldn't help but sound like the proudest mother in the world in that moment, for the first time in her life angry that Hogwarts didn't allow outsiders, like parents, to attend these games.

Percy could be spotted muttering to himself about finding his girlfriend who now owed him money,

"So glad that little issue was resolved," Remus' laughter doubled at that random little thing being picked out.

but one voice made itself known by whispering in Harry's ear that he had made quite the Patronus.

"Can't imagine who would praise you for that," James nearly vibrated in pleasure when he realized Remus had managed to make this game. He wouldn't even be too surprised if Harry managed to catch another shot of a black dog scampering away.

Harry turned to find Lupin, beaming but clearly shaken.

"Shaken?" Lily asked curiously.

"Maybe the dementors freaked him out too?" James offered with a clear shrug saying he really was guessing, mostly because they'd yet to seem to have that effect on him before.

Remus couldn't help but wonder if he wasn't in fact a little shaken up at seeing a ghost in the air after all these years. On a different position yes, but Harry would be nearly indistinguishable from James from that vantage point, he'd probably been having some happier flashbacks to sitting in the stands in his younger years, next to Peter and cheering their friends on.

Harry was bubbling as he said how he hadn't felt the dementors one bit, and Lupin looked almost disappointed to burst Harry's bubble as he told Harry those hadn't been dementors.

"What?" Was muttered all across the room, most of them still too excited to really be listening to what Lily was saying exactly.

He pulled Harry away and showed him that Malfoy was plenty put out now.

"He didn't," Lily muttered in disgust.

"He did," James nodded, his face twisting with dislike.

"Not that it really matters," Sirius said with bright-eyed glee, "because whatever stupid thing they thought was going to happen not only blew up in their faces, but I'll lose my damned mind if someone doesn't tell them off for that, like Remus for one."

Remus couldn't help but nod in fervent agreement with this, but couldn't help but wonder if someone else already was by his own rather laid back attitude about it.

Him, Crabbe, Goyle, and the Slytherins captain Marcus Flint were all dressed in the black hoods posing as dementors, but were now crumpled on the ground being told off by a furious McGonagall.

"Sweet justice," Sirius crowed, actually getting to his feet and bouncing around with unrestrained glee. Lily was too busy giggling at his antics to tell him off and they spent another long few minutes before Lily finally came back to reality and kept going breathlessly.

She was disgusted with the lot of them trying that stunt, and only slightly calmed down when she saw Dumbledore heading over.

James kept muttering things like, "beautiful," and, "perfect, sweet karma," under his breath with a manic grin still in place.

Ron had to wrestle his way out of the crowd to come over and see, and nearly fell down laughing as Malfoy was still half stuck in his robes.

"Perfectly understandable," Remus nodded with glee.

George called Harry back to the rest of them, telling that there was going to be a party!

"Oh boy," all of the old Gryffindors lit up with excitement. Even Lily, who never put much attention into Quidditch games, never denied the chance to enjoy one of their parties.

It was like they'd already won the Quidditch Cup;

"Well considering how long it's been since Gryffindor has really been able to celebrate like this, you can't really blame them for going a little stir crazy," Lily laughed.

every person from the house was buzzing in the common room, and after disappearing for a time, Fred and George came back with treats for everyone, dipping them out of a bag with the Honeydukes logo.

"Right out of me own heart," James praised, smacking his lips and suddenly having the childish desire to go back in time and relive his own similar parties.

Angelina asked how they'd managed that,

"Magic," Sirius said in a goofy tone of voice, making Harry laugh all the harder at their antics.

but the question got lost in the crowd and no one really seemed to care as they all dug in. Harry spotted one person who wasn't getting into the festivities, Hermione. She was curled away in the corner reading.

"Are you kidding me," Harry gasped. "How on earth could she- did she even go to the game!"

Lily was frowning all over again, all amusement drained right out of her as she once again was reminded of just how alone the poor dear probably felt right now. She didn't however turn any of those bad feelings towards Harry again, recognizing how truly upset he looked that his friend was so clearly out on her own like this.

Harry forced his way over, past the twins who were now juggling to the crowds amusement,

James and Sirius couldn't help but be just a little envious they'd never thought up to try that routine.

and asked her if she'd even come to the game? She said she had, though her voice cracked a bit.

"Stress," Remus frowned in concern.

While she was happy the house had won, she had to read her book by Monday.

"That whole book, by Monday?" Sirius demanded with a raised brow. "I somehow doubt Burbage assigned that."

"Wow, so Hermione is still trying to outdo everyone in the class on top of everything," James said in pity.

Harry tried to convince her to put it down and join the fun, hoping that Ron would be in a good enough mood to put their issues behind them,

"Well I certainly hope so," Lily grumbled.

but Hermione refused, saying she still had over four hundred pages left.

"Then why is she in the noisy common room?" Remus demanded, wondering if that wasn't perhaps her plan and she was actually trying to get her friends attention.

Then she scoffed that Ron wouldn't want her to.

"Then tell him to get over it," Lily snapped, "she needs to go over there and say it's high time they talk this out right and proper."

Ron picked that moment to say as loudly as possible that he wished Scabbers were still alive, he loved these treats.

"Timing," James scowled, personally thinking he may have even said that as a low blow at Hermione, he didn't think he'd put it past Ron at this point.

Hermione burst into tears.

All of the boys started, suddenly leaning away from the book as if it were a crying girl too. Lily took the moment to give them all dirty glares for that reaction before continuing with unrestrained pity.

Harry tried to say something, but she ducked the book under her arm and ran up the stairs.

"Damn," the boys cursed, now knowing Harry had no way to go after her and really comfort his friend, Harry was clearly at least trying.

Harry stormed back to Ron and told him off for that, and Ron shot back he might apologize if she even acted like she was sorry.

"How much more does he want, she bloody just burst into tears in front of everyone!" Sirius gaped.

"I'm thinking Ron might be holding a bit of a grudge," Remus muttered softly, at least catching Sirius' attention who nodded in understanding.

Harry couldn't help but wonder if there wasn't some kind of backstory to that comment since it also made James look away in a rather guilty way but Lily still wasn't giving them much of a chance to discuss anything.

The Gryffindors only ceased when McGonagall came in and told them it had been enough, and to get to bed.

"Well she's just a right killjoy, least that hasn't changed," James muttered sourly.

Harry and Ron went up the stairs, still happily dissecting the game,

"We would be too if Lily wasn't such a killjoy," Sirius snarked.

but they did eventually fall asleep, and Harry had an odd dream.

"Because your dreams have always been so pleasant before," Remus snickered a bit, wondering if this one would be Quidditch related, at least that wouldn't be so bad.

He was walking through a forest, his Firebolt over his shoulder,

"Now this is a strange dream," Sirius laughed, knowing in any normal circumstances Harry would be riding that any given chance.

following something silver through the trees, though it stayed too far ahead for him to see it properly.

"Guess Harry really wants to know what his Patronus is to," James smirked, this being the only thing that made sense to him.

He tried to run and catch up, but still wasn't making progress, the sound of hooves getting louder.

"Hooves?" Lily reread in surprise.

"Think he's chasing after Buckbeak or something?" Sirius wondered, remembering how Harry was supposedly helping with that beast in his free time.

He was jolted awake though, by someone screaming at the top of his lungs 'no!'

Lily may not have shouted that as loud as the book implied she should have, but it was definitely loud enough to startle the others who had just been so invested in that dream, Harry hardest of all. He had been trying to so hard all day to ignore this sickly feeling that something bad was going to happen on this day, and he'd even gone to bed so surely he must have been wrong this time, this didn't bode well...

He tried to pull back the curtains around his bed, and heard the sound of his door being slammed shut.

Lily felt a cold chill crawling up her spine, wondering who on earth would go slamming the door like that right then.

The other boys had woken as well, all of them calling out sleepily what was going on, while Ron was scrambling around in bed, part of his hangings torn.

"Torn?" Remus muttered, wondering if Ron had perhaps damaged them in his nightmare, what else could it be?

He was looking around everywhere, white faced with shock as he stammered it had been Black with a knife!

Sirius fell back against the couch for all the world looking like he'd just been stabbed himself.

Lily had to blink hard several times to convince her eyes she'd really just read that while ignoring the fevered chill that made her lean in close to Harry on impulse, but she was being stupid of course. Sirius would never really hurt any of those kids, least of all Harry, he'd obviously just brought the knife for defense while he finally figured out how to get in there and...and what? There truly no longer seemed like a logical explanation to explain away a mad man's actions for this nonsense, because no one would really think it a good idea to go into a crowded boy's dormitory in the middle of the night just to talk to Harry. That didn't even begin to explain why he'd rip up the hangings on Ron's curtain...

Remus came out of his shock first, taking a moment to give a glance at Sirius before snapping at Lily, "keep going, I'm sure Ron was just having some sort of nightmare," while rubbing furiously at his chest.

Lily swallowed hard, wondering if Remus really did believe that, but gave no counterargument and only hesitated another second because she wasn't even sure if James and Sirius were still listening, they looked like they'd just closed off from the world. Her only real reassurance was a glance over at her son, who was frowning in utter frustration. That look meant that he was trying to remember something though, there still wasn't a single trace of fear in her boy at this, so there must be something they were all missing.

They tried to tell Ron it had just been a dream, but Ron was adamant that he hadn't ripped up his bed, Black had been here!

Remus felt physically torn, wanting to agree with Dean that Ron may have just done that himself, as implausible as that was it was still better than the alternative. Then his mind kept reminding 'heard a door slam shut.'

Then Ron jumped out of bed and ran downstairs, waking every boy along the way it seemed as he reached the common room to find trash still littered about in the dying fire.

'The house elf's are slacking' was the first thought that finally reentered Sirius' mind, and that random little tidbit finally put some color back into his skin, though in no way seemed relevant to anything so he pressed his lips together hard to stop himself from interrupting what he kept hoping was just some really elaborate and not funny prank done by the twins.

The twins came stumbling in, rubbing sleep out of their eyes and asking if they were still going to party?

Then Sirius winced so horribly James and Remus had to wonder if his heart had just skipped one too many beats. This really did sound bad, nearly as bad as the time they'd stopped speaking to him all those years ago, but it wasn't the same thing now! Sirius had just, just... and none of them could still come up with a thing.

Percy barged in, telling them all to get back to bed while putting his badge in place.

"Trust me, I think we all know by this point," Harry muttered to himself.

Ron tried to tell his brothers Black had been in his room, had a knife over him, and Percy said that he was being ridiculous.

Remus quickly opened then closed his mouth, unable to break the long drawn out silence with some dumb comment in true Sirius style.

They stood there arguing for a few moments before McGonagall returned.

"How would she know so fast?" Harry blurted out a little too loudly, causing all of them to jump since Lily had nearly been reduced to a whisper by this point she was so fearful of what she was reading.

James startled hardest of all, he'd clearly still been in shock, but in an effort to brush it off he exclaimed, "I'm positive there's something so the Head of House knows when someone's in the dormitory who's not supposed to be. At least it would explain those times we snuck in and a Head of House would appear a few seconds after we left."

Lily waited a moment longer, almost praying someone else would have something to say about this that would delay her reading, but no one did and the sticky silence had returned the moment James had got done speaking.

She turned on Percy first and told him off for allowing this to continue,

Sirius gave a huffy little noise, like he dearly wanted to make some sarcastic comment to that, but his mind was still floundering over a nightmare of a future no one could answer and he just couldn't get the words out.

Percy huffed back he hadn't okay'ed this, it was just Ron having a nightmare.

Remus made an odd sort of noise. He dearly wanted to make the comment that he felt bad for Ron and nobody believing him, but that would mean that he did believe him, and he was still banking on the fact that Ron really did have a nightmare, because otherwise...

Ron shouted at the top of his lungs he hadn't dreamed that! McGonagall still told him it was impossible, Black couldn't have gotten past the portrait.

Sirius flinched like he'd just been struck. He wanted that to not be answered, would have given all the money in Gringotts for Lily to keep going and say of course that hadn't happened because he really didn't know the password, but already scenarios were running through his mind of all to easy ways he could spy on current Gryffindors to get that password. Surely though, if he was thinking like this now, he couldn't be so mad then that he'd even pull this stunt, right?

Ron was insistent though, so she stepped out to check herself.

This time it was Harry who had to fight back the impulse to mutter 'poor Ron' because he knew deep down that Ron hadn't been having a bad dream and he really wished these people did believe his friend. Of course that didn't help the current mood in the room one bit, who were all practically paralyzed at the endless implications to Sirius' mind set in the future.

She asked Cadogan if an adult male had come in recently, and Cadogan agreed at once.

Remus shuddered and leaned back into the couch, grumbling something that Sirius had no desire to make out the exact words of, because he either wouldn't believe them or he'd truly lose his mind in the next few seconds if this continued train of thinking really was leading his friend somewhere he knew he'd die before going.

McGonagall was as shocked as anyone to hear it, asking why he'd been let in. Cadogan explained he'd had a list of the passwords.

James said something so foul Lily's first instinct was to grab her wand and scrub his mouth out.

She didn't though, none of them did as they remembered not that long ago about how Neville had somehow gotten a list of passwords, and had somehow lost them. Then again, that begged the question how Sirius had gotten a hold of those? Had Neville managed to lose it on the grounds somewhere and Sirius had just happened to come across them? Circumstances of that aside, it still didn't answer the deranged question of what he was doing?! If his true purpose was to see Harry, then he was going about it in the worst and most criminally implicating way possible, which meant that the last line of reasoning really was Sirius had lost his ever loving mind. Lily had to suck in a long, deep breath and control every impulse in her not to continue throwing worried looks over at Sirius as she finished.

McGonagall stepped back in to ask which student had been stupid enough to write down passwords and leave them around.

Lily finally found a whole new emotion to scowl at, never finding it okay for a teacher to publicly call out a student and insult him like that. Of course it wasn't nearly as bad as when Snape had done it and she recognized McGonagall was stressed out of her mind right then but it finally gave her a chance to keep going without sounding like she was reading a death warrant.

Neville had no choice but to raise his hand.

"Give me that," James snapped at once, hands shaking nearly as bad as his voice as he violently flipped to the next page.

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What ever had happened between Remus and Sirius bled through the next couple mornings, and it was quite obvious as well. At breakfast they sat as far as possible, during classes Remus sat with Peter in contrast to Sirius, and at odd points they'd share quick look.1

Remus, who didn't want anything to do with Sirius that day, opted to spend the quidditch match with Valentine and Macey. The three of them made their way up the stands, and Valentine wasn't sure where to begin their conversation.

"So, Remus," Valentine uneasily started, choosing three empty seats so they could sit together. "What's going on with you and Sirius?"

Remus, sick of having to speak about this topic, sighed. "Nothing."

Valentine sighed, watching as both the Gryffindor team and the Hufflepuff team exited their locker rooms. Her eyes automatically found James, who arrogantly approached the captain for the Hufflepuff team.

"Tell me when you're ready," Valentine whispered, smiling gently at Remus. His gaze softened, and he hesitated before nodding in response to her.1

After that, the game had begun quickly. This was the last Quidditch match before Christmas, and Valentine had her things packed and ready to go. Tomorrow would officially begin the break, and she'd see her parents. She nor James were mentally prepared for meeting her parents, therefore she'd spoken her father into waiting until the Christmas Party James' family was throwing to meet him.

That, she was dreading.3

Remus was as vocal, if not more so, than Sirius, always jumping up and cheering whenever James had gotten the quaffle. There were a few times where James would fumble or nearly drop the ball, and then Remus would howl out a loud "booo", which caused James to cast a quick glare to the boy.

As usual, James played phenomenal. Valentine was almost envious of his school, how all the girls and boys cheered for him and watched him through grins. Valentine had always wanted to play quidditch, but she was admittedly scared. She once broke her arm sliding down the staircase at her house, and ever since she'd been petrified of breaking bones.26

At some point James had glided through the air like an eagle, the quaffle tucked securely beneath his arm, and he'd come right up to the Hufflepuff stand and would wink at Valentine before diving forward and making a goal.7

No matter how full of crap James was, it still made Valentine's cheeks heat up. So, just to piss him off, she'd cheer for every single Hufflepuff player before him.

But one thing Valentine was sure of, was that she adored watching James Potter play quidditch. The way his eyebrows would fringe together and his tongue would peek through his lips in concentration warmed her heart. His cheeks would be flushed and slightly sweaty, but he managed to look ridiculously fit and handsome.

And his eyes, just from looking at how they darted left and right and seemed so happy, you could tell that this sport brought out the liveliness in him. It made him so happy, and Valentine loved it.

She absolutely loved it.

The game had lasted a while, and predictably, Gryffindor had won. The score hadn't been too off, but Hufflepuff's main seeker had been injured last game, and the sub in wasn't nearly as good as the original.

As the teams departed back to their dressing rooms, Remus stood, helping Valentine up.

"I hate how good he is at everything," Remus muttered, and Valentine laughed.

"He is definitely not good at everything," she denied, moving past bustling crowds, all carrying the intention of going back to the castle where there was warmth and hot chocolate.

Remus' eyebrows rose considerably high. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"What I mean, Remmy, is that you clearly haven't tried his cooking if you believe he's good at everything. Remember my birthday cake?"

Remus cringed. "It tasted good going down... not coming up."3

"What are you talking about?" Macey asked, disgust written across her face as she'd only just tuned into their conversation.1

"Nothing like that!" Remus dismissed. "Bloody hell, you're just as bad as Sirius."

Macey smirked. "Except I get more ladies than him."

"More than you know," Remus uttered, earning a confused look from

Both girls, which he quickly brushed off.24

As they passed the locker rooms, Valentine stopped, watching as multiple Gryffindor players exited.

"You guys go on, I'll wait for James," Valentine instructed, leaning against the wall.

"You sure? It's awfully cold out here, Val. James can make his way back by himself," Macey reminded her.

"I know, but I wanna walk with him."

"Whipped," Remus and Macey said in unison, laughing together as they both left Valentine, headed back towards the castle.3

Over the span of multiple minutes, several boys left the changing room. Valentine would admit that the snow was starting to nip at her nose, so after she'd grown impatient, she raised her fist, knocking on the door.

"Hello! Is anyone in there?"

When no response came, Valentine crossed her arms and huffed, tapping her foot. She'd seen James come in and not out, so she knew he had to be in there.1

"Uh- if there are any guys in there, cover up, I'm coming in!" Valentine demanded, slowly opening the door. She placed one palm over her eyes, allowing her to only see through a small slit.4

Valentine could only hear the droplets of running water, and she removed her hand after confirming that no other boys where in the room. Steam from the showers filled the air, clouding up mirrors and warming Valentine from her head to her toes.

"James! Are you in here?" She queried, noticing the one inhabited stall. A mound of clothes sat outside the shower curtain, and she could see a pair of feet in the shower, just below where the curtain ended.

"Care to join me?" James finally asked from behind the curtain, and Valentine watched as soap duds hit the ground, bubbles swirling around the drain. "I can't quite reach my back."14

"I'm sure you can manage, after doing it alone for sixteen years and whatnot."

"Yeah, I can manage. But I think

I would manage better if you helped me."

Just judging his voice, Valentine could tell he wore a suggestive smile. She bit her lip, shifting from one foot to the other.

She took a step closer, and if she reached her arm out fully, her fingertips would be able to graze the curtain. Hot water splashed against her boots, and she could hear James humming from the opposite side.

"A little water never hurt anybody," James said, quieter this time, almost as if he could sense she'd come closer. Finally, the shower curtain was pulled aside, but only enough to reveal a sliver of James' face. He wore no glasses and his hair was plastered against his forehead, water running down his cheeks and what was exposed of his chest. His skin was red from the heat of the water, and his lips were, of course, pulled up at the corners.21

"Don't you wanna congratulate me for winning the match?" He teased, leaning against the wall as he eyed her.

Valentine suddenly grew flustered. "Shouldn't you wear your glasses when you bathe? I mean, how do you know what you're washing?"

James blinked. "I know my anatomy pretty well, love."13

Valentine's heart hammered at both his current state but also because of the nickname he'd provided her with.

"James, I dunno if this is the best idea," Valentine uneasily said.3

"Okay," James shrugged, disappearing back into the shower. Valentine frowned, watching the silhouette of his body through the thin lining. The outline of his chest, and his hands scrubbing soup through his curls. Water bouncing off his back and hitting the floor in a continuous pitter patter, resembling much to rain.

"Okay?" Valentine repeated. "That's all?"

"Well, I'm not gonna pressure you into anything," James told her honestly.13

"I'm not pressured," Valentine quickly said, then she mentally scolded herself.

Could you sound any more eager?

When James didn't respond, Valentine groaned.

"Jamessss," she whined like a child. His laughter echoed up the walls, sounding like music she'd play on repeat if she could.1

This complete boggart knows what he is doing.3

Valentine decided she wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of getting under her skin.

Only, for once, she wanted to give him the satisfaction of know his effect on her. How her skin buzzed beneath his touched and vision blurred when he kissed her.

"Two can play this game, James!"

"What game?" James played innocent. "I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about, darling. Are you okay? You're acting a tad bit odd."4

Oh, but he did. Getting her all worked up then acting like he hadn't done anything at all.

"You best get going, Val. Lunch will be over soon, and I'd hate for you to miss it."

Valentine flared her nostrils and rolled her eyes. She pursed her lips, mentally deciding a revenge deemed fit.

"Enjoy your shower, James!" Valentine chastised as she headed towards the door. She knew exactly what to do, and perhaps her plan would make James have to take another shower that evening...1

A cold one.

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VALENTINE DRAGGED THE MAUVE color against her mouth, coloring them noticeably. She puckered her lips, spreading the lipstick from her top lip to her bottom evenly. Her hair, opposed to her naturally curly hair, had been pinned up, a few strands framing her face and her neck exposed.18

Since the school had technically been let out on break, the students could wear what they pleased, which Valentine took full advantage of.

Wearing a pair of black jeans that were a bit too tight, they clung to her curved and held her figure, making her appear large in all the right places. 23

She wore a v-neck sweater, something she'd had buried in the bottom of her drawers for quite a while. Her and Macey had bought it a while back, and Macey urged her to wear it. So her she wore a maroon sweater, the color reflecting her eyes. James always did say he loved her in red.4

Valentine hadn't seen James ever since the locker room, but she decided that was probably for the best. She was in the mood where she'd either hit him, or she'd snog the hell out of him. To be quite honest, she still hadn't decided which she wanted to do more.

"Damn, if I wasn't recovering from a recent breakup, and you weren't my best friend, I'd totally do you," Macey sang, flashing her thumbs up at the blonde.14

"Gee, thanks," Valentine sarcastically answered, putting the top on her makes up supplies as she stood. She slid her wand into her back pocket, and she grabbed her cardigan from the back of her chair, slipping it on.

"I vote no cardigan. You're going for hot school girl, not crusty librarian," Macey commented, earning a dirty look from her friend.3

"I don't look crusty. And I'm wearing this because I'm cold, and cold triumphs hot school girl," Valentine bit back. "Now let's go, I'm starving."

"Yeah, for James," Macey grinned, and Valentine elbowed her harshly. Macey wheezed, clutching her side. "It's only the truth. You're only doing this to get back at him because you want that dick."11

Valentine couldn't help but laugh out loud at that. Not necessarily. She just wanted to prove to James that she had just as much power as he did. She could effect him just as he did her.

Deep down she was nervous, though. She never really dressed all ladylike.

There were only a few things in her life that made her feel pretty. One thing was dressing up.4

Another was James. The way he looked at her like she was the sun; that made her feel beautiful.

When the two had finally entered the Great Hall, they made her way towards the Gryffindor table slowly. Everyone was already seated, and Valentine took the spot across from James and next to Lily.

"What're we talking about?" Valentine asked, and Marlene turned to answer her.4

"We were only. . ." Marlene trailed off as she caught Valentine's appearance. Her eyes widened for a fraction of a second before she cleared her throat. "We were comparing all the Quidditch teams seekers."27

Valentine nodded, and she glanced out the corner of her eyes to see James' watching her. His hazel eyes were calculating and his grip on the pumpkin juice jug was tight, the juice nearly overflowing from the rim.3

"Right, well, I think the Ravenclaw seeker is great. He's good looking as well, don't you think?" Valentine offered.11

James' sucked his teeth, scratching his jaw as he slowly set down his drink. Sirius' watched both James and Valentine with a lazy smirk.1

"Well, yeah. Brett, right?" Lily confirmed, locating the boy at the Ravenclaw table. Valentine and him had spoken on multiple occasions, and sure enough, he was nice on the eye. He was a seventh year, and all the girls had a thing for him.

"Yeah," Valentine nodded.

"He's a seeker?" James asked through a strained voice. "I didn't even know he was on the team."10

Macey fist bumped Valentine under the table in success.6

Reaction number one.

"Yeah, been playing for a while. He's really good at the position he plays," Valentine drawled.21

"Must not be all that good if we've beat Ravenclaw the past few matches," James argued, eyes blazing into Valentine's. His lips were pulled into a thin line, fingers taping against the table top.

"No need to compare yourself to him, Jamie," Valentine teased. "You're both excellent players."

James cocked his head, training his eyes on a spot on the wall opposed to her face. Her lips. Truth be told, although Valentine was oblivious to this, James was really trying his hardest not to jump across this table and kiss Valentine like he'd never before.10

When the Potter boy had momentarily gone quiet, Valentine finally reached across the table, leaning down to add the desired foods to her plate.1

James' whole 'divert eye attention' tactic washed away and he blushed profusely, mouth dropping agape. Then he stomped on her foot, hard, as a way to tell her to knock it off.2

Only it wasn't her foot, it was Peter's.

"Oi, Prongs, get your fat feet out of here before you take away my ability to walk," Peter griped, moving his feet far away from James' with a wounded expression.21

"S-sorry, wormy," James' voice cracked, and he scratched the back of his neck.

"Are you okay, James? You're acting a tad bit odd," Valentine repeated his earlier words, batting her eyelashes at him. James finally placed his palms on the table top, pushing himself to his feet. His abrupt movement caught the eyes of others, but he ignored it.

"I'm quite tired, I think I'll head up to the dorms," James stammered, nodding to a snickering Remus before he exited the Great Hall, walking with urgency.

After he'd finally gone, Valentine let a smile slowly spread across her lips.

"I should go check on him," Valentine finally said, standing as well.

"Not my bed," Remus automatically spoke.21

Valentine scoffed, shaking her head as she slowly made her way back to the Gryffindor common room. She quickly ascended the stairs and pushed open the bedroom door, not bothering to knock.

The first thing she saw was James, who was spread out in the middle of his bed, face buried in his pillows.

Valentine didn't bother speaking, but she knew James could feel the mattress dip as she sat on the edge.

"I don't like that shirt," James poured, voice muffled from the pillow.6

"I think you liked it too much," Valentine disagreed, leaning back to rest against her elbow.

"That was mean," James pointed out, shuffling from the bed and finally looking up, his bottom lip poking out and glasses crooked.

"Was it? I wonder where I got it from."

James shuffled closer, and he took a strand of her hair, wrapping it around his finger. His finger moved from the side of her face to her mouth, where he dragged his thumb across her lip, smearing her lipstick slightly.

"You're a piece of work," he said lowly.

"Well, I-,"

James cut her off as he moved his face closer, pressing his lips against hers. Her voice went quiet, and she curled into him, moving her knees to either side of his legs.

He pulled away, drawing patterns on her cheeks. "Does this lipstick look as good on me as it does you?"1

Sure enough, the color had moved from Valentine's lips to his, the color messily coating his mouth and some of the skin around them. She'd left her mark on him.

Hungrily, she kissed him again, and his hand moved from her face to her thigh, holding her as she ran her fingers through his hair.

"You make me absolutely mental," James murmured against her lips, his hands roaming her body respectfully. Valentine said nothing in response, but she instead found the collar of his shirt, carefully unbuttoning it. Her hands grazed his warm chest, but James abruptly stopped, catching her wrist before it could move any farther down.1

"Are you sure?" He asked, voice husky. His lips were swollen and red, eyes wide in anticipation and dark in longing.9

"I'm sure," Valentine whispered, and that was all James needed to hear before he flipped them over, his attention moving from her lips to her neck, where he trailed kisses from her jaw to the base of her neck, no doubt marking his territory.3

Every inch of her was on fire, her skin burning and lips buzzing. Her body ached for him, and no matter how much he touched her, it didn't seem to be enough.

Valentine melted into him completely, and she knew she'd do anything for him. Anything for this night to last forever.

But even forever isn't long enough, wether James and Valentine knew that or not.

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