If you think Sirius didn’t wear his hair in a bun kept up by his wand 99% of the time you’re lying. And if you think Remus didn’t stare every time Sirius grabbed it and his hair came tumbling down (which was about every ten minutes) you’re wrong.
Imagine: Finding out Regulus is going to try to kill the Dark Lord. [x]
Y/N: Regulus, why didn’t you tell me? Regulus: Tell you what? ..Y/N, what are you talk about? Y/N: Your plans- to kill… to kill the Dark Lord? Regulus: I.. I didn’t want to worry you, Y/N. Y/N: I care about you, Regulus, and I’m not letting you do this alone.
[Scene: Hogwarts grounds, by the lake– where Messrs. R. Lupin and J. Potter sit, studying.]
[Well, trying to study.]
James: Remus, you have to help me. What in Merlin’s name started the Goblin War of 1456?
[Remus looks up]
Remus: …does NOT mean I’m going to write your essay for you.
[James groans and mutters something about disloyal werewolves. Remus ignores him. James goes back to staring blankly over the lake, until something catches his eye.]
[But Remus feels a slimy hand tug on his ankle, and then–]
[A flash of light, a bang, and a screech]
[James hoists a bedraggled Remus out of the water.]
Remus: Buggering FUCK!!!
[Messr. Potter can no longer contain himself.]
James: [smirking]So, about that History of Magic Essay… I saved you from a vicious mermaid, after all…
[Remus stares at James for approximately three seconds, and then tackles him.]
[Later, as James is wringing out his clothes, he’ll reflect that on balance, it’s probably not wise to provoke a waterlogged werewolf.]
OOC: Some scenic Marauders silliness, featuring my brother (!!!!), @iprophet. I like imagining Remus’s interactions with a variety of beings and creatures–some of whom vibe with the werewolf thing, and some of whom definitely do not. Given that merpeople chose to be classed as “beasts” instead of “beings” to avoid being grouped with “dark beings” like vampires and hags. I thought they might have a similar distaste for werewolves. Mostly, though, we just wanted to shoot something at the lake.
You checked your watch. 5:05 pm. The common room was still crowded with people, but you were waiting for a certain someone. Michael McLaggen. He was supposed to be picking you up at 5:10. You didn’t exactly love him or anything but you liked him quite a bit.You had mainly said yes because you hadn’t been asked on a date before. You fiddled at the hem of your pretty gray dress. You had done your makeup and hair, and you thought you looked pretty good. Now to just wait. You could feel the butterflies of excitement in your stomach. You watched a game of exploding snaps between Remus and James, two friends of yours, before checking your watch again. 5:09 pm. This was it. You quickly made sure your hair was okay, you smoothed out your off the shoulders dress, and wiped your sandals clean. You checked your watch again. 5:10 pm. Perfect. The one thing you liked about Michael McLaggen was he was never late. Never late for class, never late for breakfast, lunch, or dinner, never late for Quidditch games, whether he was playing or not.
‘That MUST mean he’s not late for dates,’ you thought to yourself, as you positioned yourself closer to the portrait. You noticed he wasn’t there yet so you went back to James and Remus to watch their game. You ended up watching their whole game. You checked your watch. 5:45 pm. Okay. 'He must have left something behind,’ you thought. He was in Ravenclaw, which means if he forgot something he had to go all the way back up there and then solve a riddle as well. You plopped down on the couch.
“Hey Y/N!” James shouted. “Want to go to dinner with us?”
“No sorry. I’m going out with someone,” you replied.
“Oh okay, we’ll see you later then.” He said, before calling his other friends. You noticed Sirius smile at you, and you blushed slightly as you smiled back. Everyone in the common room started to head down to dinner while you waited. You decided to do some studying while you waited. You worked a bit on your potions essay and studied for Charms. You checked the time again. 6:30 pm. 'He’ll be here soon,’ you thought as you continued to study. People soon began filling into the common room again, signaling the end of dinner. Still no Michael. You felt the couch sink a little next to you, as Sirius had just sat next to you.
“I brought you some food, in case your hungry.” He said holding out a plate of food for you.
“Oh it’s okay I’m getting dinner later.” You replied, smiling at him.
He placed the plate on the table in front of you before saying: “I’ll leave it here for you just in case. Have fun on your date, Y/N!”
He got up and waved at you, before climbing up into the boys dormitory. You sat on the couch watching as slowly everyone in the common room left but you. You began to eat the plate of food Sirius brought you. You checked the time. 11:03 pm. It was past curfew. He wasn’t coming. You felt tears slowly roll down your cheeks. You couldn’t believe this. You ripped off your sandals and tore out your hair tie, letting your curls cascade down your back messily.
“Merlin’s beard! This is so bloody unfair!” You cried out, stomping your foot, before crying.
“Y/N? Are you okay?” You heard a voice quietly ask. You sniffled, trying to hide your tears.
“He stood you up, didn’t he?” Sirius continued quietly. You nodded your head.
“Aw, Y/N. Come here.”
You stood up, walking over to Sirius’s extended hand. He took your hand in his, and pulled you close to him. With his free hand, he waved his hand. The Beatles began to softly play. Surprised, you looked up at him.
“A little bird told me that the Beatles were your favorite,” Sirius replied, smirking when he saw your face.
“What are we doing?” You asked, as you swayed back and forth, one hand in Sirius’s hand, the other on his shoulder. Sirius snaked his free hand around your waist, pulling you close.
“We’re dancing, silly,” He chuckled, continuing to sway back and forth. You smiled, before leaning in to him. You stayed there, dancing until you were so tired, you could barely stay awake.
“I’m going to go to sleep,” you mumbled.
“Yeah?” You turned around.
“Do you want to go on a date or something?” Sirius asked, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. You quickly kissed him on the cheek, before smiling.
“I’d love to.”
Sirius smiled at you,blushing slightly, before waving and wishing you a goodnight. You were so grateful Michael had never shown up.
Okay so I really like this one but some people might not like it. Okay so like I know nobody reads these bits but I’m just gonna talk about my life some more. SO school isn’t really that hard yet, but in biology we went really in depth about ATP and ADP and like cellular respiration and it was sooo confusing. Okay but yeah besides that school is fine but like of course i’m procrastinating studying by writing this but oh whale.
How is everyone doing? :) I’d love to here in my messages
Sorry for not including Peter again, but I just simply feel no desire to draw him. Also, I know Sirius is not supposed to have the tattoos yet but they just look so cool and I wanted to draw them, couldn’t resist c: