Close Encounter Pt. 2: Sirius x Muggle!Reader

Request: a oneshot where the reader goes to a party in the summer with lily and marauders are there (reader is Lily’s friend and knows she’s a witch and about hogwarts/James but hasn’t met the rest of the marauders). And maybe reader and Sirius get to talking at the party (Lily’s maybe off with James?) and they kiss then the next day reader goes on the date with James friend Lily’s been wanting to set her up with for ages. She gets to the date&Sirius is her date? And super cute date pls? Either like Lily’s best friend from a young age as a muggle or she goes to beauxbatons maybe but whichever you prefer is fine for me☺️

Warnings: none

A/N: Sorry, it got long again so the date itself is not included.


Originally posted by siriusblackasf

“Ughhhh. I officially HATE apparatitioning,” I yell as Lily and I arrive back in her room and I feel a twinge in my ankle when we land on the wooden floor and my head still spinning a little bit from the alcohol. She laughs at me, collapsing on her bed.

“It’s called ‘apparating,’” she corrects me. “Thanks for coming with me, (Y/N).”

“Of course, Lil,” I say. “Even though you ditched me for your new boyfriend.”

“He is NOT my boyfriend,” she says glaring at me. “I’m sorry I left you alone, though.”

“Oh please, it’s fine. I’m a big girl, I can handle myself at a party.”

“Good,” she smiles, quickly changing into her nighties. “Did you talk to anyone there?”

The memory of the tall, dark haired boy floods my mind. The touch of his leather jacket under my hands, the smell of his hair vaguely reminiscent of chocolate and campfires, and the ecstasy I felt with his lips against mine….

“Er–yeah, seemed pretty cool,” I say. I’ve never really been one to talk about boys before. At least, when they’re concerned with me. “Did you have fun with James?”

“So much,” she says, launching into a story about the tall, messy haired boy, giggling ridiculously.

The slow music plays around us and I feel his hands on my hips, pulling me closer to him. I bite my lip as my arms move up to his neck, the cool leather of his jacket against my warm skin. My eyes scan his face for a moment before locking onto the grey orbs that look back into mine. I latch onto the moment, feeling my heartbeat quicken under his gaze. And then the contact breaks as his eyes flicker down to my lips for only a split second, and before they’ve made it back to my eyes, my lips are pressed against his. Hard. His hands move from my hips to my lower back, pulling me even closer to him, and his lips move against mine, making my knees weak. My hand migrates upwards, my fingers tangling into the base of his long locks, tugging gently. His lips gently part as a moan escapes from between them, and I trace the tip of my tongue against his lower lip asking permission for entrance. He takes it as an invitation, and in no time at all, our tongues are battling for dominance, and I am not one to give up on a fight.

I wake up the next morning, hair strewn across my face and pillow, the image of the tall boy embedded in my mind. Lily’s already up and getting ready when I rise from the depths of the pillows.

“Good morning, sleeping beauty,” she chirps from the mirror, where she’s expertly styling her dark red hair.

“Ughhhh.” I groan out a reply, shielding my eyes from the bright sunlight. “Those magic wizard-drink things are not for the faint of heart… or for the light of tolerance.”

She laughs and I cringe at the sound, shushing her and collapsing back onto the pillows.

“You need to start getting ready,” she says, standing up. “I’ll get you some water.”

“And Advil, please.”

I see her shaking her head as she walks from the room, closing the door behind her, and I pull myself out of the bed and into the shower, my discarded clothing on the bathroom floor. I let the warm water run over me and slowly, my pounding headache disappears.

Once I’m clean, I hop out of the shower, and cross to Lily’s sink, looking for the hairdryer.



“Where’s your hairdryer?” I call, pulling open the drawers in her cupboard.

“Er–I don’t use one anymore. Here, come here.” I wrap a towel around myself and walk back into her room, and she has her wand out. “D’you mind if I…?”

I eye the long stick of wood suspiciously. “Is it… will it hurt?”

“No!” she laughs. “Not at all. Here sit down.”

I do, and I watch her through the mirror on her vanity.

“How do you want it done?” Lily asks, a little too nervously.

“Er… dried and a little wavy, if you can?”

“Yeah.” She points her wand at my hair, concentrating deeply and then, very clearly says, “Crinus Muto,” and my hair begins to dry and style itself… perfectly. My jaw drops as I watch her literally work her magic on my hair.

“Why,” I begin, “would you just show me this NOW?”

She rubs her neck nervously. “Well, that was the first time I’ve tried it…”

“I hate you.”

“I know. Are you feeling better now, though?”

“Much, actually.”

“Good. Now get ready, your date’s in thirty minutes.”

Shit. My date. I complete forgot. Lily had arranged for a blind date for me with that friend of James’. The one she kept writing to me about. SHIT. My stomach turns when the image of the boy I met last night comes flooding back to me once again. How am I supposed to go on a date after meeting that last night?

“Er… yeah.”

Lily gives me a questioning look. “You don’t seem very excited?”

“No, no it’s–” I backtrack, not wanting to offend her. Gosh, why do I suck at talking about boys so much? “I just. I guess I’m just nervous.”

She smiles at me. “Don’t be. He’s great. You’ll love him.”

I sigh dramatically, grabbing my maroon dress, feather necklace and earrings, black booties and leather jacket, and quickly change into them. Lily does my makeup again, and I’m ready to go.

“Ugh. He’s gonna fall in love with you in no time,” she says, looking me over.

I raise an eyebrow at her, “And you think that’s the guy for me?”

“Absolutely.” She holds out her arm to me, waiting for me to take it.

“This again?” I complain. She laughs, shaking her head.

“Yep. Let’s go.” I place a hand on her arm, hear a sharp crack and feel myself once again being stretched from all directions and then squeezed through a small tube, and finally I feel my feet hit the floor again. In front of the same house as the night before.

“Um… Lil?”


“This is James’ house.”


“Why are we at James’ house. Are you setting me up with James?”

She smiles and shakes her head, approaching the front door, knocking on the golden knocker. I stare at it, waiting for it to transform into the fat mustached face, but instead, the door opens, revealing the one and only James Potter from the night before.

“Afternoon, Evans.” And then turning to me, “(Y/N), good to see you again.”

“Hey, James. Would you care to explain what’s going on, since Lily refuses to?”

“Nope. One moment.” He closes the door, and Lily turns to me smiling, as the knot in my stomach begins to turn. I can’t help but feel guilty about the boy from last night. I don’t know how I’ll get him out of my head while I’m out with James’ friend, and the guilt is already eating at me.

“(Y/N), are you alright? You look sick,” Lily asks me, clearly concerned. I sigh deeply, and lean against the front door.

“I’m–I’m fine, I just. I don’t know if I should do this.” But as I say those words to her, I hear the same thing echoed on the other side of the door, in a different voice than my own, and it catches my attention. I recognized that voice. “What was that?”

“What was what?”

But my attention’s on the door now, as I listen intently to the conversation on the other side.

“…c’mon man, Lily brought her all the way over here to meet you.”

“Alright. Alright, fine. I’ll meet her. But I’m not promising anything,” the voice says and I feel my heart leap, the knot in my stomach transforming into butterflies. I quickly step away from the door just before it opens.

James stands there, and behind him is a tall young man wearing a leather jacket, with dark hair and piercing grey eyes that lock on mine. I watch as his jaw drops and then slowly turns into a smile.

“Well, hello again, (Y/N).”

“Hello, Sirius,” I reply, remembering the name of the boy who swept me off my feet the night before.

“Sorry, what?!” James and Lily say in unison.

Sirius brushes past James and Lily coming right up to me, his face mere inches from mine.

“Prongs, I think I’ll be alright for this date,” he says, not breaking eye contact with me. I smile and bite my lip slightly.

“You two know each other?” Lily asks, completely shocked.

“Hardly,” I respond, not looking away from his grey eyes. “We met last night.”

“I KNEW you were acting weird this morning!” she almost shouts.

“Shall we be off, (Y/N)?” Sirius asks me, extending his arm.

“I believe we shall,” I respond, not taking a moment to question. And we apparatitionate away leaving James and Lily with their jaws hanging to the floor in the doorway.

MCL Hogwarts Tag

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Say “Hi!”:  Hello, I’m Zury Phoenix Salvatore, nice to meet you~

What house did you get sorted into: Slytherin and I’m proud to be one of them

Are you a muggleborn, an half-blood or a pureblood: I’m a half-blood, my father is a wizard and my mother is a muggle.

Of which elements your wand is made: Aspen wood with a Phoenix feather core 12 ¾" and Surprisingly Swishy flexibility

  • Aspen: Wand-quality aspen wood is white and fine-grained, and highly prized by all wand-makers for its stylish resemblance to ivory and its usually outstanding charmwork. The proper owner of the aspen wand is often an accomplished duellist, or destined to be so, for the aspen wand is one of those particularly suited to martial magic. An infamous and secretive eighteenth-century duelling club, which called itself The Silver Spears, was reputed to admit only those who owned aspen wands. In my experience, aspen wand owners are generally strong-minded and determined, more likely than most to be attracted by quests and new orders; this is a wand for revolutionaries
  • Phoenix: This is the rarest core type. Phoenix feathers are capable of the greatest range of magic, though they may take longer than either unicorn or dragon cores to reveal this. They show the most initiative, sometimes acting of their own accord, a quality that many witches and wizards dislike. Phoenix feather wands are always the pickiest when it comes to potential owners, for the creature from which they are taken is one of the most independent and detached in the world. These wands are the hardest to tame and to personalise, and their allegiance is usually hard won.

What pet do you have (owl, cat, toad):  I have Snowy Owl called Dazzle

What is your favourite class: Dark Arts and Defence Against the Dark Arts, but since they are not existing anymore in Hogwarts I’m self-tutoring it. Other than that I’m interested in Potions, Astronomy and Study of Ancient Runes.

What is your patronous: White Swan

You are in any extra curricular activites (quidditch, dueling club, herbology club, potions club, gobstones club, chess club, Lumaclub…):  Dueling and Potions Club, my two field of interest~

You are or will be a prefect/headgirl/captain of the quidditch team/ecc: I would love to become one of Dueling Club’s leaders one day

Do you have any special ability (parseltongue, divination ability…): I’m a parselmouth, spell inventor, legilimen and occlumen

You are a troublemaker, the first of your class, both, the one who blows things: Eventhough I’m really good at my classes I can called as a troublemaker, I love messing with people.

Do you often get detention: No? I cant say I dont get into detention tho

What do you want to do after Hogwarts: I would love to travel a bit, learn or crate new spells and go great guns

Would you participate in the Triwizard Tournament (without Voldemort and Harry Potter of course):  Definitely, I love demonstrating and challenging myself

Your favourite teacher: Severus Snape, I admire his wisdom in dark magic

Your favourite fantastic beast: Phoenix ♥

Your favourite spell: Cascading Jinx, Cracker Jinx and Crinus Muto, I love playing with my hair~

What would Amortentia smell for you: Rain, Jasmin, Lavender and burning wood

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