hi!!!! one: I LOVE YOUR WRITING SO MUCH THANK U FOR BLESSING US WITH IT!!!! two: can i maybe request a sirius thingy where he asks out the reader and she thinks he's joking???? thank u!!!
A/N: you are so sweet and kind and I love you!
“Today’s the day, Prongs.”
“You’re finally going to ask Y/N, out, huh?” James replied, glancing down the table to where you were sitting with a small group of your friends. Sirius nodded his head once and ran his fingers through his long hair, prepping himself to make the moved he had been thinking about ever since second year.
“Good morning, Y/N.” He had quickly made his way over and sat down right next to you.
“Good morning, Sirius,” you giggled, not sure why he was being so peculiar, so formal.
“So I’ve been thinking,” he started, clearing his throat, “that maybe you’d like to go to Hogsmeade with me this weekend.” His grey eyes looked over to you and he raised an eyebrow waiting for your answer. The invitation swirled around your head for a moment before you responded.
“Stop it, Sirius. It’s not nice to joke with people like that,” you scoffed, turning back to your breakfast.
“Joke with…joke…wait, I’m not playing, Y/N!” he pleaded. You turned slowly back to him, a confused expression on his face. “Why would you think I’m joking?”
“I don’t know, because you joke about everything?” you said. It was true. He and his friends were constantly joking or playing pranks, and while you had been friends for quite sometime, it was still difficult to tell when the joke was over.
“Well I really want to take you to Hogsmeade this weekend,” Sirius stated simply. You blushed a bit and gave him a small smile.
“You know how upset I’d be if you really were kidding? I’ve been waiting for you to ask me out since–”
“Second year?” he grinned. You just laughed and looked away.
“Something like that, yeah,” you confessed. “Common room at 10?”
“Sounds perfect.” Sirius gave you one last wide smile before getting up and walking back towards James, but not before turning back to watch you lean into your friends, no doubt telling them about what had just happened.