Pride [Sirius x Reader]

Originally posted by nellaey

A/N: I’m back! Idk if anyone noticed but yeah, I’ve been taking a break for a month and a half. In between I’ve posted a couple of things but not much so here’s a Sirius one shot.

This was inspired a bit by Pride and Prejudice? The reader (Elizabeth) is also flawed, along with Sirius (Darcy ofc). Idk, it isn’t really, but I felt there are some similarities in Sirius’ behaviour whilst I was writing it. 

Description: Your sixth year of Hogwarts comes with the lesson that people are not always who they seem to be.

Warnings: None, unless you count grammar errors because I can’t be bothered to proof-read rn.

Word Count: 1626

The stream of noise from Platform 9 and ¾ filtered through into your empty compartment on the scarlet Hogwarts Express. You hadn’t seen the point in clogging up the platform with a long good-bye, so you had boarded way before any of your friends. You were sure they would come and find you eventually. Of course, you had a book resting in your lap for the journey, eyes cast down over its yellowing pages.

Slowly, the platform became less crowded, and the train was soon full of the familiar racket that accompanied the journey. Friends re-uniting with friends after the long summer, enemies finding enemies to establish that they still hated each other. Ha. You wondered idly how long it would be until James Potter and Sirius  had their first encounter with Snape. It could be happening right now. James and Sirius always liked to be the first for everything. In obvious things, like the House Cup, but also little things. Like the first detention of the year. The first house point deduction, the first prank on the First Years, the first to annoy everyone in the common room. They wore their punishments like crowns.

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  • McGonagall: Sirius Black did what?
  • Pomfrey: I wouldn't let him see Mr. Lupin as he was still resting from last night, I told him that unless he was injured he was not allowed to he punched himself in the face and told me he was injured.
  • Dumbledore: have to admire his dedication.

But apart from my transformations, I was happier than I had ever been in my life. For the first time ever, I had friends, three great friends. Sirius Black, Peter Pettigrew and, of course, your father, Harry, James Potter. Now, my three friends could hardly fail to notice that I disappeared once a month. I made up all sorts of stories. I told them my mother was ill, and that I had to go home to see her, I was terrified they would desert me the moment they found out what I was. But of course, they, like you, Hermione, worked out the truth. And they didn’t desert me at all. Instead they did something for me that would make my transformations not only bearable, but the best times of my life. They became Animagi.


“Did you like question ten, Moony?“ asked Sirius as they emerged into the entrance hall.
“Loved it,” said Lupin briskly. “Give five signs that identify the werewolf. Excellent question.”
“D'you think you managed to get all the signs?” said James in tones of mock concern.
“Think I did,” said Lupin seriously, as they joined the crowd thronging around the front doors eager to get out into the sunlit grounds. “One: He’s sitting on my chair. Two: He’s wearing my clothes. Three: His name’s Remus Lupin…”

  • Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone: Swish and flick. Swish and flick. If you don't do this the whole spell can be messed up! ! !
  • Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: let me just run full speed and throw my wand backwards a few times. That should work nicely

Lily: You don’t think I can fight because I’m a girl.

James: I don’t think you can fight because you’re wearing a wedding dress. For what it’s worth I don’t think Sirius could fight in that dress either.

Sirius: Perhaps not, but I would make a radiant bride.