*This is the story behind how Peter caught Remus making out with his wife/then-girlfriend that was mentioned in Remus’ Why Did I Marry You? that I posted last week. This was actually really fun to write :) Enjoy!
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Request: “Could you please write something where the reader is best friends with the marauders, especially Remus and Sirius? And at a party after a won quidditch game they all get drunk and end up in a threesome.”
Pairing(s): Sirius Black x Reader, Remus Lupin x Reader, Sirius Black x Remus Lupin, James Potter x Lily Evans
Word Count: 3k
Warnings: READER GETS DOUBLE TEAMED! ALSO WOLFSTAR IS STRONG IN THIS FIC! LOTS OF SMUT AND DIRTINESS AND I AM GOING TO HELL!
The pounding music had been ongoing throughout the entire night since the end of the Quidditch match, your dorm room door barely muffling the sounds of constant laughter, chatter, and overall rowdiness. Your friends had been prettying themselves up, hoping to at least make out with one of the boys or girls on the team, since everyone downstairs was too drunk to care who they had a little fun with.
“You coming (Y/n)?” Your roommate giggled after taking a shot of Firewhisky.
You huffed, rolling your eyes as you had stuffed up your lipstick for what had to be the third time. “In a sec. It was probably a bad idea to start drinking before I started my makeup, huh?”
Your friends laughed at your crooked grin, promising to meet you down there. You waved them off, knowing for certain that by the time you got down there, they would all be off getting laid.
After you finally finished your makeup, sprayed a little bit of your favourite perfume, and checked to see if your hair looked good, you filled your flask and headed out of your room. Standing up after having pre-drinks with the girls shook you into the reality that you had consumed a lot of alcohol, as the stairs wavered and you had to hold the wall as you descended into the Gryffindor common room.
“Hey! Look who finally decided to show up!” James exclaimed drunkenly as he spotted you, pushing past the crowd of girls that had grouped around him. Lily Evans was in the corner of the room, with her arms crossed and a shake of her head.
“Congratulations on the win, oh great Chaser.” You mockingly worshiped the boy who wore a wobbly smirk. He glanced over to the redhead who was not-so-subtly eyeing him, and chuckled as she blushed and looked away.
“Looks like I have a bit more chasing to do.” He said, nodding his head towards Lily. “Remus and Sirius are looking for you. They’re by the fireplace.” And with that he left you, staggering over to the now wide-eyed ginger.
The common room always looked so different after Quidditch matches, the boys having managed to add an extension charm to the place to enlarge it. The only bit of light that wasn’t artificial was the fireplace, which stayed the same, serving as a chilled-out section where the stoners hung out under a quieting charm. As you approached, you saw Remus sitting down and smoking a joint, and Sirius sitting on the arm of the chair with a glass in his hand.
“Good morning gorgeous!” Sirius smiled, his cheeks flushed from the Rum he was downing.
“It’s not morning yet Sirius. 2 more minutes left.” Remus noted, then turned to you. “My, you do look ravishing.”
Oh, you thought, so it’s going to be that type of night tonight.
“Stop it, stop it.” You hid your face. “…Okay, go on.”
“Delicious.” Sirius cooed.
“Sexy.” Remus added.
“Arousing.” Sirius tested with a cocked brow towards Remus.
“Fuckable.” Remus retorted.
“Is that even a word?” You questioned with a furrowed brow, sighing as Sirius pulled you towards him, running his hands over your sides.
“I’m fairly certain. I’ll have to check the dictionary when I get the chance-“
“You’re such a nerd Remus.” Sirius interjected.
“Hey,” you frowned, “I think nerds are quite fuckable, don’t you?”
“I never said they weren’t.” He winked at Remus, then pushed himself up to stand. “Alright, who wants to go dance?”
Remus blinked a couple times, his cheeks heating as a rogue smile creeped onto his face. Both you and Sirius had made quite the game out of teasing the consistently flustered boy, and to be quite honest, it endeared him like nothing else.
“Y-yeah let’s go.” He said, taking the hand you offered him.
The three of you clumsily made your way over to the tent flaps nailed to the wall, Sirius pushing them to the side to reveal an energetic dancefloor lit by flickering fluoro lights. Remus almost stumbled as you turned to him, his reddened eyes blinking a couple times as he took your face in his hands.
“You’re glowing.” He said, mesmerised. Sirius chuckled as he looked, cocking his brow at the way your red lips lit up under the black light.
“That’s just brilliant.” He said. Then a new song started, and he perked up. “Shall we have this dance, darling?” he purred, mockingly bowing at the waist and extending a hand. You giggled, taking it, Remus following close behind and keeping a hand around your other wrist as Sirius manoeuvred through the crowd to find a good spot.
You finally settled as Sirius stopped, turning around to the both of you when he found an area in the middle of the crowd. You began swaying your hips, then ultimately deciding that you weren’t drunk enough to really dance, so you took out your flask and began gulping down the burning liquid. Sirius bit his lip as he watched the amber liquid spill down your chin, coming forward after you were done to lick the wetness from you. He groaned, gripping your hips, then smashed his lips into yours. He snatched the flask from you while you were distracted, resulting in a scoff from you. Remus took this opportunity to begin dancing behind you, wrapping an arm around your neck as his height allowed him to do so. His hands then slipped down, tracing your curves as your bodies moved in sync. He leant down, beginning to suck on your neck as he grinded into your ass, his little whimpers only just audible over the loud music.
Sirius returned, pressing his front to you now as he attacked the other side of your neck, leaving it in glowing kiss marks as your lipstick had come off onto his lips. The loud music thumped through your body, adding to the stimulation you were currently receiving. Then Sirius turned his head, capturing Remus’ chin with his finger and thumb and pressing an open-mouthed kiss to his lips. Their tongues had their own dance, their breathing laboured as they kissed. Then Remus faced you, turning your head to the side so that he could make out with your glowing lips. His hold on you loosened as he moaned into your mouth, Sirius’ hands working to squeeze at your ass, and simultaneously at Remus’ bulge. The tall boy behind you made beautiful sounds as he bucked his hips into the touch, biting at your lip harshly to try to control his growls. Sirius pushed his face into the midst, initiating a three-way kiss where teeth clattered and tongues circled. You were sure your panties were soaked through by now, with your two best friends thrusting themselves into you from both sides. Eventually you had to pull apart to take heaving breaths.
“I’m going to cum in my pants if we keep up like this.” Remus mumbled, scraping his teeth over the pulse in your neck.
“I’d love to see that.” Sirius tittered, reaching round to squeeze Remus’ ass. He reacted by jolting his erection back into your behind.
“Remus is right.” You uttered, beginning to palm Sirius’ growing tent. “Take me to your room.”
“Fuck.” Remus whispered. “Sirius?”
Sirius grinned, still swaying a bit as he relished the way you both looked; desperate and stirred. “I’d love to see you both cum in my bed.” He hummed, taking both your hands and leading you out of the crowd. Remus kept a hand at your ass, kneading your cheeks as you walked. Some of your peers turned and watched the three of you leave towards the male dorm rooms with glowing lipstick stains covering your faces, and although it was still a hot topic of gossip, everyone already knew about the type of relationship you three had.
Once you reached the room, Remus pounced, pinning you to the wall as he pressed needy kisses down your neck and towards your breasts. Sirius shook his head, turning on the light to find the both of you stained in red from the lipstick. He took a glance in the mirror, arching his brow as he cleaned himself up with a tissue, pleased to see his two friends going at it in the reflection.
“Come on Sirius.” Remus breathed, palming your breasts. “Don’t you want to join?”
“Mr. Narcissist would rather fawn over himself.” You replied, unzipping Remus’ pants. “But you can have me to yourself Moony. Would you like that?” He whimpered, nodding as you stroked his length through his boxer shorts.
“Oh no. That’s not happening.” Sirius announced, standing from his position. He stripped himself, both of you watching wide-eyed until his cock was finally released, springing against his stomach. He made a come-hither motion with two fingers, sinking back onto his bed. Remus scooped you up, carrying you over and dropping you onto the mattress. You squeaked, landing on something hard. You reached under your back, retrieving a bone.
“Seriously?” You threw the bone to the other side of the room, Sirius’ eyes following it there.
“Yes, okay, my bad.” He threw his hands up innocently, shrugging. Then he laughed to himself, “Looks like one chew toy is replaced by another.”
You rolled your eyes, patting the bed. “So… are you going to undress me, or do I have to do it myself?”
“Lazy girl.” Sirius chimed.
“Oh Merlin, yes please.” Remus piped, his hands immediately grabbing at your clothing. Sirius worked on your top while Remus pulled off your pants and underwear, both leaving lingering kisses and grazing touches wherever they went. When they were done, Remus licked a thick stripe over your slit, causing you to shudder. Then Sirius pulled you into his lap, the both of you turning to your still clothed friend.
“Moony.” Sirius uttered, licking his lips. “Your turn.”
Remus gulped, awkwardly fumbling with his top. The scars on his face turned stark white against his blushing face, and you couldn’t handle torturing your dear sweet wolf boy. You stood, silkily walking over to him. Sirius started stroking his dick as you began to kiss Remus softly. First on his nose, your lips dragging over the scar there. Then his lips, leaving a peck on his slightly agape mouth. He was a tall and lanky boy, with toned arms and a healthy weight, but he always seemed to be ashamed that he could never amount to Sirius’ level of “physical appeal”, as he put it. Sirius had rippling abs, the muscles in his arms protruding as he played with himself. But you made an effort to show Remus that he had beautiful prominent veins, and that all of his scars turned you on more than anything. So you kissed each part of him, each scar and bruise, helping him take off his clothes until he was bare and you were kneeling before him. Then you showed affection to his most prominent vein of all; the one that ran along the underside of his dick.
Sirius adored the way you gently handled Remus, because he thought it balanced out how rough he was with him. And watching you on your knees, taking Remus’ length with a ready mouth, and Remus’ head falling back to almost howl out your name; it was a sight so beautiful he wished he could capture it. But it was also a sight that drove him insane, and soon he was curling his toes, only lightly running a thumb over his leaking, swollen tip because he knew if he did any more he would be cumming right there and then. Then Remus grabbed a fistful of your hair, thrusting his cock into your mouth, and Sirius had to stop altogether because your choking sounds were too much to handle. He let out a string of curse words, jumping up and pushing Remus to the wall, restraining his hands above his head. Your mouth popped as his dick left your mouth.
“Dammit, why are you both so fucking hot.” Sirius, grumbled, biting hard on the edge of Remus’ jaw. Sirius turned to you, a demanding strength in his tone. “Get on the bed, babygirl.”
You did as you were told, Sirius following you, pulling Remus along by his throbbing cock. You loved the way they looked right now, their faces filled with pink and their hair tousled crazily. You also admired that they weren’t afraid to touch each other, they didn’t limit their affections just to you in order to maintain a “straight” reputation, as you had heard numerous other people’s threesome experiences being limited to.
“Now.” He purred. “Moony, my beautiful boy,” he paused to press a kiss to the sore spot on his jaw, “get underneath our sweetheart and fuck her silly.”
Remus didn’t need to be told twice, he climbed onto the bed, pulling you on top of him. Without hesitation, he pushed his long cock into you, his thighs trembling as he cursed at how amazing you felt. His arms had wrapped around you tightly, moaning into your mouth as he pressed up into you, his body shuddering to finally be joined with yours. Remus then hummed in confusion as he felt his arms being plucked from around you, and your body being lifted from his. His cock stayed buried inside of your hole, except now Sirius was propping you up, sitting behind you with his legs now over Remus’. His hands gripped your waist, helping you bounce on his best friend’s cock.
“Let him see those beautiful tits bounce, babe.” He said, biting on your shoulder. You moaned, loving the added delight of Sirius’ hands all over you while Remus’ dick twitched inside of you. Sirius then moved, rolling over to stalk Remus, moving down to lick the white stripes that littered his torso. “Gorgeous. Handsome.” He noted, giving a new compliment with each lick and suck. He reached his mouth, licking into it with a pleased sigh. After all the action, Remus finally came with a loud cry, his fingernails digging into both Sirius’ face and your shaking thighs.
“Holy-“ Remus said, out of breath. “I love you both so much.”
“Aw, baby.” You cooed.
“We love you too.” Sirius smiled. The two of you leant over, giving him a sweet kiss on each cheek. When you pulled back, there was a calculating smirk on Remus’ face. Your core jolted with excitement.
“You’re so great to me… I think it’s time to return the favour.” He sat up, pulling you easily to the side. He sat you up against the plush pillows, quickly going over to his own bed and grabbing extra ones. He bundled them under your head and back. “Comfy, darling?” You nodded, biting your lip. Remus then got on all fours, pulling your hips towards his hot mouth. His heavy breath against your wetness caused a tingling, but before he divulged into your eager pussy he turned his head, looking to his friend. “Sirius, fuck me hard, alright?”
Sirius gave a toothy grin, winking, “Don’t I always?”
And with that, Remus began ravenously eating you out, using his long fingers to fuck you while doing so. Your fingers laced through his mousy hair, pulling at the strands as his teeth nibbled at your sensitive bundle. The view was also a great asset, Sirius’ sweaty chest rising and falling rapidly as he pushed himself into Remus. The boy subsequently moaned loudly into your clit, stimulating it more to the point where you were writhing in your spot. It was a mess, with Remus desperately trying to keep you still with his strong arms, while he himself was struggling to keep it together with Sirius pounding into him. The breaking point seemed to hit you at the same time Sirius gave a taught slap to Remus’ ass, his cumming aligning almost exactly with yours. Both your orgasms rang out loudly in the room, tangled with rapidly uttered confessions of love and appreciation for each other.
Sirius placed a kiss on Remus’ scarred back before pulling out, collapsing beside you on the single bed. Remus haphazardly squeezed in on your other side, trying not to fall off. You giggled, pulling him into you and wrapping your legs around him, while Sirius spooned you from behind. A naked, sweaty mess of entangled limbs and fatigued lovers, and you wouldn’t have had it any other way.
With an adorable yawn, Remus asked, “How’d I do?”
“Amazing.” You said.
“Phenomenal.” Sirius rasped.
“The best yet.”
“You were entirely fuckable.” Sirius added.
Remus smiled, pressing a kiss to your forehead while stroking Sirius’ cheek. His movements then paused as the door to their dorm room opened, a staggering James walking in with his arm around Lily.
“Shit guys.” James slurred, covering Lily’s eyes with his hand. He then muttered an “oh” and covered his own eyes, slowly backing out of the room. The three of you burst into laughter as soon as the door closed. You’d all awake the next morning to find numerous bite and kiss marks all over your bodies.
this is the thingy in which i don’t overly describe things and actually stick to the plot. u can check my masterlist right here and request more preferences (and only preferences) right here. have fun reading and hope u like this unrequested piece.
j a m e s p o t t e r
I think James would be completely okay with it, he is not one to mind what people think about what he does or who’s he with. James is the actual meaning of lover boy, and would definitely enjoy not only babbling and boasting his significant other to everyone he knows but he’d also be very touchy. Always a hand on your back, on your waist, on your arms, hands, hair, ass, anywhere really, he’d just have to be touching you somehow, to let you know he’s there and he doesn’t plan on leaving. He’d be the kind of guy that would grin like a huge dork while he chatted his friends if you had his arms wrapped around him or had your head laid on his shoulder/lap/chest just because. Would absolutely ask you at least twice to consider letting him owl everyone he knows to tell them he’s dating you and a list of all your qualities because lover boy is a show-off. He wouldn’t mind snogging in public as well, if you did, though, he’d respect it without questioning it and would never cross the line, but you know what they say about being between four walls, right? Because James knows.
s i r i u s b l a c k
Sirius actually has a doctorate degree in PDA, a lot like James, except he’s worse. Would 10/10 snog you in an empty hallway, would not stop if anyone passed by. He wouldn’t mind it at all, he wouldn’t feel embarrassed or uncomfortable for having his lips glued to your rosy ones, long hands wrapped around your waist with such urgency anyone who had to watch that (ridiculous) display of affection would think you hadn’t seen each other for months. Very touchy, very hungry, very sweet. Now, if by any chance you were against PDA or felt uncomfortable and shy Sirius would be extremely understanding. Even if he wanted to show everyone how much he cared for you and be close to you throughout the day, he’d be very sweet about it and understand if all it took you to believe his feelings for you were private reassurances. But he’d suffer if he wasn’t allowed to kiss and snog you, and would definitely eagerly push you against a wall and press his lips to all the places you didn’t allow him during the day the minute you entered his or your dorm. Desperate Sirius is what I’m here for.
r e m u s l u p i n
Remus would be adjacent, I feel as if he’d feel sort of uncomfortable in being touchy and affectionate in public. However, he wouldn’t be adverse having your hand in his, lightly pecking your lips and cheeks every now and then and having his arm permanently present around your waist, since being close to you was by far one of his favourite things to do, he just wouldn’t be fond of snogging in public. Not because he was shy or anything, just a personal preference of his. Nonetheless, privately, whether it was in an empty classroom or in his dorm, Remus would be extremely affectionate and open to show you all he’s been containing during the day, which means heart-stopping dewy lips against lips and playful touches, pink cheeks, muttering how much he missed and longed for you throughout the day, mumbling things such as “m’sweet girl” and praising you for all you are. An insatiable urgency to have you as close to him as he wishes, for as long as he desires.
r e g u l u s b l a c k
I believe Regulus would mind, he cares a lot about how people see him, specially his parents so I think he’d be quite conservative about the way he acts towards his significant one in public. He’d be almost agonizingly respectful, holding your hand and kissing your cheek and forehead were as far as he went, sometimes if the hall wasn’t so full, he’d peck your lips. He was very apprehensive in public; taught to worry about his status since he came out of his mother, he couldn’t help but feel as if everything he did was wrong, so as an extremely quiet person, he’d keep on that facette in public even if you were right there with him. He’d smile once in a while at you and put quirky strands of soft hair behind your ear when they brushed on your face, but that was it. Privately though, he’d be persistent to show all his affection towards you, clutching your body to his as if he hadn’t touched you in years.
(Aaron Taylor-Johnson as James Potter, Ben Barnes as Sirius Black, Matthew Hitt as Remus Lupin and Tyler Young as Regulus Black.)
Pairing: James Potter x Reader || Sirius Black x Reader || Remus Lupin x Reader || Lily Evans x Reader || Severus Snape x Reader .
Warning: Somewhat sexually themed altho not explicitly described.
A/N: I knew that these are more than 3 characters (as stated in the rules) , but I wrote these on my own according so … Ima break my own rules. That doesn’t mean you should, but just a a note, because I probably will do this again in the future.
Also I tried to keep the reader gender neutral, I hope I justified that idea.
I need a Marauders movie. I need to know exactly what happened between Lily and James. I need to see bad boy Sirius Black breaking girls hearts. I need to see Remus being happy with his friends. I need to see them pulling pranks on poor Lily and Severus. I want to see them alive and happy. Please J.K Rowling please
You guys seemed to really like my headcanons, so I decided to make a part two! Enjoy!
-He has terrible posture. It makes him look much shorter than he actually is.
-He has a great poker face, and that’s one of the reasons why he barely ever gets in trouble for the pranks.
-He bites his nails until they bleed.
-Remus wears mismatched socks, but not the neon colored ones. Like the nude toned ones.
-He. Is. Always. Warm. Like he’s literally a human heater.
-He talks with hand motions all the time (especially when he gets very passionate about something).
-He is ridiculously messy. The other three marauders often have to clean up after him.
-He has the most painful death stare you’ll ever see.
-Cannot be woken up. No but really, you can try but there is no possible way that Remus is going to wake up until his body wants him to. He once slept through a wrestling match between James and Sirius (which are very loud).
-He prefers baths over showers 100% of the time.
-He falls asleep in classes ALL. THE. TIME.
-Very faded freckles. Like you can barely see them unless you’re a couple inches away from his face.
-He cries when he laughs super hard.
-He never does his hair so it was always SUPER tangled. The only thing he did to it was after a shower he would run his fingers through it.
-Has a very long eyelashes.
-His fingers. Do i need to say more?
-He’s left handed.
-He swears all the time.
-His wardrobe mostly consists of sweaters and skinny jeans.
-However, he wears the same three sweaters until they’re so worn out that they’re basically just pieces of material barely stuck together, then he buys three new sweaters [repeat].
-But he had an emotional attachment to each article so he never got rid of any.
Request: DAMN I LOVE YOUR WRITINGS! Can I request a Sirius x reader where he finds her as animagus (cat) and become super close and always tries to take her to his room and class and everywhere but like.. she can’t and one day decides to tell him?❤️❤️ Yayyy!
Warnings: Um, I don’t really know. My English, not that great? Image and Gif aren’t mine. Credits to their original owners.
You had tried for months, followed every step. Of course, nobody knew. You, however, had guessed that McGonagall was an exception. You had to keep a leaf of a Mandrake in your mouth for an entire month and you could honestly say that it sucked. You weren’t able to speak or eat properly and even the last person that you talked to was worried that something was wrong. Lily had even insisted for you to visit Madam Pomfrey. But you managed to escape that. She would know instantly.
Another bummer was that you couldn’t choose your animagus form. If you could, you would very much like to be a lion or a tiger or even a cat. You knew that your form would represent your personality and you liked to think that you, just like a cat, can show all the affection in the world if someone had earned it but was independent and very well self-sufficient. And it was cute. You had read that your animagus form and your Patronus could be the same. There was an exception, though. Your Patronus could change- so it would represent the soul of your significant other. You didn’t know your Patronus yet but you were quite positive that it would reveal your long-time crush on a certain raven-haired, gray-eyed boy. The crush was formed the very moment you laid eyes on him. But you were not that great when it came to actions. You just sat back while he slept with everyone. Literally everyone. But you didn’t do anything. What could you do anyways? So, here you were. Your first transformation. You felt dizzy-like you had been drinking for a while. Kind of light headed. You looked down. Paws? Small paws? You wanted to squeal in happiness and excitement but all you managed to do was meow.
“Aren’t you adorable?”. Wait. What? You stopped walking because two strong hands picked you up, gently. You wanted to tell them to put you back down that instant but again, you just meowed. He laughed. Oh, no. You knew that sound. You knew that laugh. Just your luck. “Fiesty. But adorable” he continued, slightly petting your head, his slender fingers going through your fur. You purred before you could stop yourself. You must have been tiny for him to carry you in his palms.
“How did you end up here, alone?” he asked you and you felt the urge to facepalm. You moved your paws in a way that revealed your annoyance. He smiled and you felt yourself melting under his touch. But why was he outside that late?
“You need a name, don’t you?” he said softly. Not that you didn’t like him being there or that you were complaining. You leaned your head to his fingers. That was all it took. His smile dropped.
“Care to listen?” he simply asked you, his voice strained of happiness. You meowed. He remained still for a moment. You nudged him with your head.
“I have to be in my dorm and you are coming with me”. Was he insane? He was talking to a cat. Did he expect an answer? He chuckled. His friends were fast asleep and you felt really bad for him. He truly needed someone to listen. He plopped down onto his bed, softly placing you onto his lap. You nuzzled him and purred, rubbing your head against his stomach. He was petting you like it was calming him down. “Alright, tiger. Here is the deal…”Tiger? Really, tiger? He started telling you about his life and his family and even you wouldn’t call those people family; how he was treated and how he reacted. Eventually, he admitted that he wasn’t carefree and that it hurt him when he was disowned because after all, he was their son, their blood and you saw how hard it was for him. He tried to play it off but you just gave him a sympathetic look and bit his fingers playfully. What did I just do? You spent all night with him-in your animagus form, of course. At some point he fell asleep, his hands still petting you. You felt torn. You wanted to stay but you had to - To hell with it. You carefully moved near his head, curled up in a furry ball and fell asleep. You wanted to show him that someone did care.
That had been going on about a month now. You were staying all night with him and once he got out of the room for breakfast you’d run like hellfire was coming your way. Just to make it in time. The last couple of days though, he had tried to carry you to class with him. Something that was impossible. You would miss the class and all of the professors would know that you were an illegal animagus. Neither were things you were looking forward to. He, however, had managed to do it yesterday.
You were extremely uncomfortable. You hadn’t managed to stop him from carrying you to McGonagall’s class.Out of all of your professors, it had to be the other cat animagus. You knew she knew the moment she saw you. She smiled to herself.
“Mr. Black what on earth are you carrying?” she questioned him but her voice wasn’t stiff. She actually enjoyed it. “My cat. Meet Tiger. Tiger, meet Minnie” he proudly introduced you. You were thankful that animals don’t blush. “Your..cat?” she raised an eyebrow in question. Sirius grinned like a mad man. “I adopted her” he answered, thinking that Minnie would be proud. And she was. But for a different reason. She just gave him a pointed look and walked away.
“I am not sure you want that kind of relationship with her” she whispered under her breath but you heard it.
You walked into his room. A cat. A cat walked into his room. You had to remind yourself a couple of times that all he ever saw was a cat. You had learned that he was an animagus too- a black dog, which was the biggest irony in the world- as well as Remus’ secret. Not that you didn’t suspect it earlier. His words came as a confirmation. He was already inside, looking kind of mad. “You sneaky little Tiger” he said in a mocking way, pointing you-the cat. You furrowed your eyebrows, wait-not yours per say. You waltzed all the way to him, jumped on his bed and made yourself comfortable on his lap. You gave him a puzzled look or at least that was what you were aiming for. You meowed in protest when he removed you from his lap and almost scratched him.
“You haven’t let me impress her! She is never around when you are. Let me take you to her. PLEASE” he exclaimed with a funny look on his face. Oh, no. He wanted to use you to impress a girl? You abruptly yet gracefully landed on the floor, making your way out. You really wanted to be alone for a second. “Wait. No! Don’t go, Tiger” he said and a moment later you found yourself halting. He sounded… broken.
“She is never gonna like me. I mean-ugh!”. You weren’t sure if you should scream because ‘she’ wasn’t you or because he was hurt. But you did value his happiness a bit more than yours, so when he picked you up and petted you, you let him.
“Sure-most girls just throw themselves at me but she is not like that. She is this angelic-like creature; she is radiating. The sun doesn’t stand a chance. Her smile… oh, Tiger… her smile” he trailed off. He had that stupid grin on his face. He looked cute. You would never have guessed that he could fall so much in love. She was one of the luckiest people on earth to have him swept off his feet- and she didn’t even know. He caressed your small head with affection. Something that you could only gain while in this form.
“I wish I could ask her on a date. Even her name is perfect. Have you ever heard a name so… Y/N. I mean it’s flowing like water- Tiger? Tiger!?”. You had lost your balance and fell down to the floor. Then, before you could think what had just happened, three idiots walked in.
“Still in love with Tiger?” James teased him but petted you while giving you a sweet smile. You, however, could only think of his previous words. Did he really say your name? Like you were that ‘she’? “No, Prongs. That’s Y/N” Peter said, laughing and you knew that if you weren’t already on the floor you would have fallen.
“Man up and ask her out, Pads” Remus advised him. Bless your soul, Moony! You run out of their room and made a beeline to yours. You could really use a moment.
Once you were safely inside your dorm, you changed back to your human self! Finally. You decided to skip tonight’s meeting and actually leave him a bit alone. He actually liked you. He liked you. You kept repeating that to yourself but it didn’t seem any less impressive. You thought that you must have done something really good to deserve it. You were sitting in the Great Hall, eating breakfast and cheerfully participating in the conversation that your friends had started. Something about boys. Oh, you thought about boys, alright. One in particular.
You noticed the group walking in and sitting down next to you. James, of course, sat next to his Lily-flower. You chuckled. You could tell that he was staring at you and you felt your heart skip several beats. With all the courage you had muster to find for a second, you turned towards him, smiled brightly. He was taken aback. Your smile only grew bigger.
“Good morning Sirius” you said kindly and very amused.
“H-Hi!” he stuttered out. You held back the urge to chuckle. The great Sirius Black. Everyone’s attention was on you. “I would love to go out with you” you said nonchalantly while you poured some milk into your coffee. You could hear the gasps coming from everyone. Literally everyone. You looked at him like nothing had happened. He was choking on his breath.
“How- Wha-Uh?” he breathed out completely bewildered.
“A little cat told me” you said, sending him a wink. His eyes almost popped out. You laughed. He was so dense.
“You’re an animagus!” he whispered-yelled, causing you to shush him.
“What can I say? For a dog, you are quite the cat person” you mocked him, continuing your breakfast, but not before you reached and pecked his cheek. Little did you know, he was left breathless, bright red and smiling like he had won the lottery. Because in his mind, he had.