Prompt: Y/N has always been a student at Hogwarts but has gone through her years practically unnoticed by anyone that caught her eye. This year, she expects that to change. Instead of shoving her nose between the pages of books someone will be begin to take quite the interest in her. Watch her finish off her last year of schooling while fucking around with guys along the way.
Warnings?: Mentions of sex, drugs, alcohol, extreme flirtation
It was a blinding sun which shone in through my windows, shining down on me from its reflection by the sea. A twitch of my nose and my eyes squinting open, adjusting my position to face away from the bright light.
I heard a giggle.
I flipped over in my bed my eyes now wide open, looking over to Lily’s area of the room. It was her and james, sprawled out together half naked, basking in each others presence.
“Gross.” I said, pulling the covers over my head, sighing to myself.
“Good morning princess!” James said to me, I, rolling my eyes, shoving myself deeper and deeper into my warm covers, remembering the district moaning which kept me awake all night.
“Oh, Lily!” I mocked, moaning. Them both stiffening and looking over to me under my covers.
“Oh yeah, right there James!” I yelled a little louder. I crawled out of my bed, my large shirt fanning around my thighs.
“Lily! Lily I’m about to-” I was cut off by a pillow being thrown at my face and then a strong force tackling me to the floor.
“Lily get off me this instant!” I yelled as she tickled me relentlessly, knowing all the right spots.
“You didn’t hear anything!” She said to me pinning my arms down. “Understood?” She continued, cocking an eyebrow.
“Understood.” I said, she releasing me slowly. I walked toward the bathroom, and just as I turned on the shower I moaned one last time, “I love you James!” and they both raced into the bathroom after me.
It was a busy, loud morning in the great hall. Young students talked amongst themselves, getting to know each other, the older ones all reminiscing on old times. Lily, James, and I walked toward where Sirius and the others were. They both smiling, and me wearing serious bags under my eyes.
I sat down at the table in between Sirius and Remus, Lily and James sitting across from us with Peter.
“Morning.” Remus said, smiling at me, then smiling at Lily and James.
“Morning.” I said back, resting my face on my hand.
“Kept you up all night?” Sirius questioned, gesturing to Lily and James, I just nodded my head.
“Planning on doing anything about it?” He added, smirking at me.
“Killing them, or killing myself.”
“Hopefully neither.” Remus said, them both laughing.
Sirius watched you with a little light in his eyes; Your lashes fluttering up and down, your lips jutting out effortlessly, a little smirk on your face each time Potter made a joke or you thought of something humorous.
“Enjoying the view?” You asked.
“Indeed.” Sirius looked away smiling, sipping his tea. He subconsciously put his hand down atop your knee cap. You were startled at the feeling, but let it sit where it was, no harm in a little human touch, right?
Everyone continued to talk, blabbing on and on about this year’s curriculum, prank ideas, and parties.
“We should have a beginning of the school year party.” Sirius blurted, obviously excited.
“Good idea.” Potter added.
“We should mix houses… no slytherins though.” Said Remus.
“Whats a party without slytherin?” You asked, biting your lip, thinking about every eligible bachelor in the house.
“No slytherins.” Sirius said, slightly angry.
“Ugh, why not?” You asked, looking up at him, pouting your lip slightly, now resting your hand on his thigh.
“Because I just don-” He said, stopping suddenly, looking at your pout then eyes flickering down to your hand, in taking a sharp breath. “I just don’t like them…” He continued, as you moved your hand higher and higher.
“Please?” You pleaded, sticking out your lip a little bit more.
“Fine.” He said, defeatedly, resting his head on his hand, you haulting your movement on his thigh, leaving it there, four inches below his crotch.
The word about the party got around, very fast. Fifth years and up we’re the only ones invited, every house, every gender, everyone. People were coming up to you frequently, knowing you had something to do with it. The Marauders Beginning of Course Party, everyone had to be there. So, countless people asked the dress code, the theme, and what to bring. Others, were asking you if you had a date, you said no each time, but you didn’t necessarily want to have one. You we’re starting to have a liking for Sirius, but you didn’t want any sort of a relationship right now. Maybe a few hookups, and it seemed tonight was a perfect night for one.
The dress code for the night was casual, so that’s an excuse for all girls to dress promiscuously, but, I had to look the best. I adorned a deep red, off the shoulder, tight crop top, exposing my belly button and cinched waist. High waisted denim jeans gripped onto my hips tightly, and exposed my curves for everyone to see. I wore standard black chuck taylor’s on my feet, I was never really one for heels. I kept my makeup minimal, and my hair was lying naturally and effortlessly around my shoulders and down my back. I was ready.
When I walked into the room not only were guys mouths watering, but girls as well. I sauntered over to the drink table and grabbed a tall, plastic cup of alcoholic butterbeer. I smiled at the warm, sugary taste at the tip of my tongue. I jumped a little when a pair of hands settled around my waist, only to push me out of the way.
“Y/N.” A familiar voice said, grabbing the same drink as I did.
“Regulus!” I yelled happily, pulling him into a hug. “Missed you!”
He smiled lightly, winking at me, kissing my cheek. You and Regulus had a thing a year back, but his mother found out about the two of you, and she was not happy about her son dating a failed Slytherin.
“And me as well, you look ravishing.” He said nicely, obviously feeling guilty for not ignoring his mother’s wishes.
You both talked back and forth to one another, but something seemed familiar about him. His eyes? No. His smirk? Yes, it was oddly similar to… And speak of the devil, a hand fell lightly on your shoulder, moving to your waist.
“Evening Y/N.” Sirius whispered into your ear, gripping tightly onto you.
“Sirius.” Regulus said in disgust, eyeing him up and down.
“Oh, hello Regulus, didn’t see you there, introducing yourself to Y/N?” He asked cockily, giving him back the same glare.
Sirius straightened his posture, shoving his hand into your back pocket, practically having a staring contest with his, as you’ve figured out, brother.
“I could ask you the same Sirius, but alas, me and Y/N already know each other very well.” He said back, putting emphasis on the ‘very’.
Sirius stiffened, and brought you even closer to himself.
“Do you now?” He asked, glaring at him.
You decided to interrupt the two, not wanting anything to have to go down between the two of them.
“Oh Sirius, me and Regulus used to date a while ago, nothing serious though.”
“Obviously not.” He countered. His eyes like daggers burning into him.
Regulus stiffened up, “Well, I’ll just be going.”
“Sounds like a good idea.” Sirius says back.
After he’s left and Sirius is done staring him down, he smiles at you, giggling slightly.
“Jealous are we?” I asked, teasing him.
“Pshh, no!” He said, undeniably trying to hide the fact.
You rolled your eyes, and grabbed his hand, finding the rest of your friends and sitting down on the couch.
Sirius places you atop his lap, resting his head on your shoulder, as everyone in the circle passed around a slim joint. You liked it, him wrapped around you, but still you felt as if he was getting more attached to you than you were to him, and this year was your year for messing around.
He shoved his head into your neck slightly.
“Sirius, that tickles!” You squealed, and he just burrowed further in.
His hands wrapped around your waist, protectively, his lips pressing tenderly to your neck.
The joint was passed to you, you looked down at it with concern and question. You relaxed into Sirius, and took a deep inhale. You grabbed his face from your neck, and released the smoke into his mouth. His eyes widened, but he blew the smoke off to the side. He looked into your eyes, and you looked into his, and your lips slowly collided into one another, moving in synch.
You tasted the bitterness of the weed, and the sweetness of the butter beer. His tongue inside your mouth, sweeping along the insides of your cheeks, massaging your tongue with his. He reached his hand up to your cheek as you wrapped your arm around his neck, pulling at the hair at the nape.
“Gross.” You heard Potter say, Lily grabbing his face and kissing him as well.
Remus and Peter looked at each other sadly, and wrapped themselves into each other’s embrace.
The party was dying down, Remus lay completed stoned, sprawled out along the floor. Peter was asleep on the couch and Lily and Potter had made their way up to your room sometime ago. You and Sirius sat on the couch, enjoying each other’s presence. Then, you stood up, a cocky smirk on your face, your eyes droopy and red. You old him to lead you up to his room.
You guys, my first grow went as well as i could have hoped for. Unfortunately i only get 1 shot at this house, because (surprise) the church wants us to leave. I installed electric outlets, a sub panel for my ballast, hood lamp and carbon air filter. 5 Plants yield after 3 month of growing clones to harvest.
John is drawing cat whiskers on his own face as the ULTIMATE
Dave is commenting about jsut how fuckin meta that is, john,
john, im serious, bro, the prank master turning the tables on himself, so hard
on himself the corner jabs into his thigh, chess pieces fly everywhere, there
are chess pieces on the table, by the way, a flipped table is nothing without
game pieces scattering in the wind at its inevitable abrupt turn, are you
listening? i dont think youre listening,
Rose ate five brownies. She has seen the unknown and is
never coming back.
Jade is a fucking professional. All y’all need to get on her
Jane had a twenty minute laughing fit and is chronically
winded. She sits politely in the corner of the apartment trying to not open her
mouth until it’s proper time to head to bed.
Roxy is on top of the excessive cat condo she has set up in
her living room, hoarding the snack mix.
Jake has been propped up in front of the nature channel and
told not to wander.
Dirk is just kind of sitting around, drinking a Fanta and
waiting for his brownie to kick in. (It’s been four hours, friend. I’m afraid
your drug susceptibility is a lost cause.)
Think’st thou existence doth depend on time?
It doth; but actions are our epochs: mine
Have made my days and nights imperishable
Endless, and all alike, as sands on the shore
Innumerable atoms; and one desert
Barren and cold, on which the wild waves break,
But nothing rests, save carcases and wrecks,
Rocks, and the salt–surf weeds of bitterness.