Combatants ~ Part 1
A/N: Hiya.. Sorry for not posting anything but I am just really busy with school and all that shit. Anyway, I will start writing ships and request as soon as possible and I’m sorry it took me this long. Also this is just something I found in my drafts and I just thought I should post it
even though I feel a bit insecure about it but I really hope you like it.
Pairing: Sirius Black x reader
Warning: angst, a lot of bickering, mentions of domestic violence
*Combatant - def. a fighter*
“You pile of shit! What the hell do you think you are doing huh?!!!” you yelled at him, took out your wand and pointed it to his throat.
“Shut up Severus!” you roared at him. You pushed your wand even harder to his throat, backing him against the tree. “Do you think this is fun?! You think it’s fun being bullied by arseholes like you!! Well it’s fucking not!! He was reading a book you morons!! Some people love to do that if you haven’t noticed it by now! Just because you are from a strong pureblood family does not mean you have privileges!! But what’s a family to you if you got disowned!”
Your eyes were flooded with anger and fire. How can they not be. Severus is your friend. Even though a lot of people don’t notice it, he is a kind person. He helped you through your struggles with potions, transfiguration, history of magic and divination. You were just a clueless muggleborn and he was the only person who offered to help. The worst part was, that even though you were never great at school, you got put in Ravenclaw. It was pure torture for you. You hated to be the only Ravenclaw with bad grades. So you stayed quiet, you stayed in the shadows. Untill now.
“Expelliarmus!” yelled James and your wand flew out of your hands. He pointed his wand at you, an evil smirk forming on his lips and without even thinking you grabbed his wand and punched him right in the nose. He fell backwards, hitting the ground and grabbing his bloody nose.
Sirius, who was standing in front of you, angry and upset by the words you said to him, stepped closer to you. You shot him a warning glare, stood your ground and was not about to stand back. “And who in the bloody hell do you think you are, interfering in my problems! This is between us and Snape! And you have no clue what I had to go through with my family! You have no idea!” he yelled back at you.
Merlin you felt your blood boil. You dug your nails deeper in your palm, barely holding yourself back. “I’m interferring because I am sick of standing by and watch you bully Severus! You tried to kill him when we were 16! Sixteen!! And I do have a clue! If you forgot you have a brother. A brother who is kind and good. A brother who YOU left behind! And he may be a bit lost right now but he is five times more of a person that you will ever be!!! You pity yourself with your problems about your family. Oh man I am a victim of domestic violence. Bu - hoo! Well there are people who’s been through worse, who have SEEN worse! ” you shouted, taking the last bit of air out of your lungs.
“(Y/n), don’t!” you heard Severus from behind.
“No! ” you turned to Severus. You pointed your finger at Sirius and your eyes on Snape. “ He pretends he has the worst life in the world! What’s so bad about it?! The Potters who have kindly accepted you to their family, the pureblood status and all that comes with it or maybe the good grades you get without even studying. ”
Sirius felt his rage slowly disappear.
You took off your robes and lifted your shirt. “That!” you showed him three white wounds streching from your stomach to almost your neck. “ That is what true pain feels like! That is what you get from dropping the plates at age 13! ” you yelled and pulled down your shirt again.
Sirius stood quiet and you knew excatly why.
“Do not pity me Black. Don’t you dare pity me. ” you stepped even closer, your rage slowly disappearing. “You try and touch him one more time, I swear it won’t be just James’ nose that will be broken. ” you threatned, turned your heel and walked towards Snape.
Grabbing his arm, you pulled him up and started dragging him behind you. “Why did you do that!? I don’t need to be saved by a stupid mudblood Ravenclaw!” he spat out.
You turned around, letting go of his arm and sending him a warning glare. “ Severus Snape! Do not tempt me right now!”
He quickly stood down.“You’re right. I’m sorry but it’s just that I’m in Slytherin and-”
“And I am a stupid Ravenclaw. Guess Sorting Hat is a bitch!” you stopped and started waving with your hands. You felt tears on your cheeks, not even knowing why or how, but they were there. All of a sudden you looked at Severus, your head heavy and your heart slowing its beat. “God Sevi. I was sorted into the smart house and I am no near of being smart. How on earth can an idiot like me be in Ravenclaw?” you dropped yourself on the ground and let out a deep sigh.
“You are not an idiot, (y/n). Being in Ravenclaw doesn’t only mean being smart. You are intelligent and wise. You love to learn new things, you love solving puzzles and no way you would copy homework from anyone. You are original and creative and you know excatly what to do in the most catastrophic times and you..well you are just amazing. It doesn’t matter if you are in Ravenclaw. ” he sat next to you, putting his hand on your knee.
You layed on the grass. It was cold and wet, but you didn’t care. Right now you didn’t care about anything. You just looked at the sky, grey and stormy clouds slowly approaching the Hogwarts castle while your mind processed the happening. “I just punched James Potter in the face.” you chuckled as you realized what just happened.
“See. Who needs a wand when you are a fist-fighting muggleborn. How creative is that!” he laid down next to you and looked at the cluds.
After the moment of silenece he turned his head to you “How did it feel though?” he asked curiously.
“Punching Potter? It felt really good. You should try it.” you laughed as you remembered the strong feeling, that washed over you right after punching that obnoxious and arrogant arse in the face.
“You are my favorite person in this school. You know that right?” he said, putting his arms under his head.
“I thought Lily was your favorite person in this school?”
“I do admit I love her. But you are definetly my most trusted friend.”
The next day you sat down at your table with a few of your friends. As you sat down, they eyed you, got up and left. You looked confused, not knowing what the hell just happened. Turning your head around, you saw your fellow clasmates staring at you angrly. They gave you an uncomfortable feeling in your stomach, almost as if you were embarrased or guilty of something. But it wasn’t just the Ravenclaws with their prying eyes. Students from the other houses had their eyes on you as well. Feeling like you have just been convicted of something, you grabbed your books and walked out of the Great Hall.
Arriving to the door, you knocked three times and the eagle spoke. “I’m tall when I’m young and I’m short when I’m old. What am I?”
“Well shit.” you mumbled under your breath. “Tall, young….short, old.” you continued to mumble. “Damn these riddles!” you yelled as you had no clue of what it was supposed to be.
“I know right. Hard to answer something you don’t know.” said the boy, standing next to you.
‘Where did he come from?’ you asked yourself, staring at the boy with navy blue hair.
You kept quiet as you don’t remember seeing him before. “They say I should avoid you.” he glanced at you but immediately turned his gaze back on the eagle. “That I should let you struggle with this riddle.” he continued, making you feel a bit offended. “I don’t know you though. I just transfered here in the middle of the year.” he continued to talk. “I heard you protected a snake.”
“He is not a snake! He is my friend!” you snapped at him. Clearly your bad temper can’t stay hidden anymore. Six years of pushing feelings down has its consequences.
“Okay. Calm down. I guess I would protect my cat too if someone would try to hurt her.” he said calmly. You chuckled to his response. The fact he thought you were protecting your pet made you feel a bit better. Maybe you weren’t the only slow-witted Ravenclaw. He looked at you confused and furrowed his eyebrows. “What?”
“He is not my pet. I was protecting a friend. Severus Snape. He is a Slytherin and a lot of people don’t like Slytherins, especially the Gryffindors.” you explained and looked at the eagle. “So do you know the answer or not?”
“No clue. I don’t know how will I do this on my own.” he said turning his green eyes back to you and scratching the back of his neck.
“The answer is a candle.” you said proudly and the door swung open.
“You knew the answer all along, didn’t you? ” he grinned at you.
“I wish I had. I need a long time to think. Kind of not the perfect Ravenclaw.”
“Well at least you knew the answer.” he replied as you both entered the common room.
When you entered the room, it suddenly became quiet. You heard the whispers and felt their stares, but you decided to completly ignore it. “Hey (y/n)! Where is your boyfriend S-S-S-Snape.” hissed one of Ravenclaws.
“That’s none of your business Bruto.” you retorded and turned to get a book from one of the shelves.
“Oi, Jack. Come to join us? We are going by the lake.” asked Bruto.
“No. I’m fine. I’ll just stay here.” replied the boy, whose name was appereantly Jack. He sat next to you and opened his book.
“You don’t have to stay here. You can go and hang out with them. ” you said, not removing your eyes from the book.
“I want to hang out with you, not them.” he replied not removing his eyes from the book either.
“Well I am not really popular around here.” you said, looking up and closing your book.
“ That’s good. Because I don’t want to be popular.” he said, his eyes still on the book.
You looked at him, your book still in your lap and wondered. Why would he want to hang out with you? I mean everybody hates you now that you punched a Prefect in Gryffindor. Hanging out with you, who doesn’t have the perfect grades, barely passes her exams and hangs out with most Slytherins? Why? There has to be some agenda to this. Right?
As you watched his eyes moving left and right, scanning the pages of the book, you noticed something. One of his eyes was greener. You looked closely, narrowing your eyes. The right eye was green and the other was hazel. “I can’t concentrate if you are staring at me.” he said, finally lifting up his gaze. You noticed you stared at him for too long, his dark navy curls falling all over his glasses, blocking his eyes. “Look. The reason I want to hang out with you is because you are not like them. They are all the same. You are different.” he smimply stated the facts.
“It’s not that. Your eyes…”
“Oh… It’s normal. I have heterocromia. Its a difference in coloration of the iris. I inherited it from my grandfather. He had one blue and the other was green.”
“Oh.” was all that you said before you opened your book. He closed his and sat into the criss-cross position. “So what is the story anyway?”
“ I punched an arrogant ass in the nose because he was bullying my friend Severus because he always loved to pick on him and now everybody hates me because I punched a popular and hot Gryffindor and threatened his slag of a best friend.” you closed your book with a big thursh.
“You punched him?” he asked surprised.
“He disarmed me. I don’t need a wand to protect myself.” you scoffed and leaned back on the couch, watching him proccess what you just told him.
His expression went from surprised, to impressed and into curious. A huge grinn appeared on his face and than it disappeared again. He looked at you confused and asked. “So wait, is he your boyfriend?”
“Who? Severus? No. He has this giant crush on this Gryffindor girl Lily, who is also the crush of the guy I punched.”
“ That’s really complicated.” he said leaning back on the couch.
” Yeah well if you are staying here, might as well catch up.” you smiled.
He smiled back and pushed up his glasses. “I’m Jack by the way."
And that is how you got your first friend in Ravenclaw who was actually worth being friends with. Others just used you for their own benefit and you knew it, but you were desperate at the time. But not anymore. Talking with Jack almost for the whole day left you feeling warm. Not because you held any kind of feelings towards him, but because finally you finally don’t feel lonely
"Ah! Miss (y/l/n) . Will you come with me, please.” said proffesor Flitwick, interrupting your chat with Jack.
You walked with Flitwick all over to the Gryffindor house, to McGonngal’s office. You entered only to see 4 Gryffindors, a Slytherin and proffesor McGonngal sitting down in silence.
“Great.” you sighed out.
“Miss (y/l/n), please care to sit down.” said proffesor McGonngal.
You looked around the room, only to find the only seat empty was beside Sirius. “I’m fine standing up."
"Sit down next to mr. Black , miss (y/l/n).” she said impatiently, pointing to the empty seat next to him.
“No disrespect proffesor, but I’d rather sit next to a dementor than to this …” you paused for a bit. “Guy.” you spit out coldly.
“What’s your problem?!” snapped Sirius, standing up and pushing away his chair.
“What?!” you yelled back at him.
“Since when do you hate me that much you can’t even say my name!”
“Did you really ask me that!? Since the day you picked on my friend for no appereant reason!”
“Silence!” yelled proffesor McGonngal.
“You ratted us out!” yelled Sirius pointing his finger to you.
“I ratted you out?!” you grabbed his finger and twirled it around. “You are the ones who ratted me out!! You wanted to get back because I punched poor little Potter in his fat nose!”
“Hey! My nose is not fat!” yelled Potter from his seat.
“I said silence!” repeated proffesor McGonngal.
“Why on earth would I ratt you out if it meant ratting myself out that doesn’t make any sense!”
“And here you are accusing me of the same thing!”
“Can you like shut up for at least a second and let me think!” he yelled frustrated. He turned around, running his hand through his hair multiple times before turning back around.
Before he could start yellng again, you started first. “No I will not shut up, because here you are accusing me for no reason and there you are bullying Severus for no reason! You are a poor excuse for a Hogwarts student and a wizard!”
“Says the one who couldn’t spell Transfiguration in the first year! No wonder you have no friends! You are stupid as a toerag. You don’t even belong here! You belong in that filthy muggle world!”
“Mr.Black!” shouted proffesor McGonngal, getting up from her chair.
“No! You pretend like you are the poorest wizard in the world but you are not! You talk about me pitying myself-!”
“Because you do! Everybody knows who you are and everybody knows how your home is like but I never heard Regulus complain and do you think I complain-”
“Don’t cut me off while I’m talking! And Regulus always was the favorite so don’t you dare say stuff like that, which you have no clue about! ”
You two were very close by now, your eyes both filled with rage and hate. Suddenly McGonngal walked over and seperated the two of you.“ That is enough!”
“No! Nobody wants you here! Nobody! Nobody cares if you stay here or if you drop dead! ” he yelled and suddenly shut up after he heard what had he just said.
“Mr.Black! I said enough!” repeated McGonngal what felt like the hundredth time.
“Oh my god. (Y/n)” he looked at you, trying to find the right words for an appology.
You stood quiet and looked at him. You felt like someone squezzed your heart and your lungs and they can’t function anymore. “You think I belong to the filthy muggle world huh?!” you yelled at him and started loosing your tie. “ You wouldn’t last three days without magic there. Except for me who has been struggling everyday to pass every test.” you threw your tie on the ground and took out your wand. “You want me to drop dead. Fine!” you snapped your wand making everybody in the room gasp. You looked at his grey eyes, filled with guilt. Feeling your tears pushing their way into the surface, you turned your heel and walked out of the room.
“Miss (y/l/n)!” yelled proffesor McGonngal, running after you, but quickly losing the sight of you.
After you knocked on his door you heard some muttering and loud steps approaching the door. The dog continued to bark and you heard a lot of stuff falling on the ground. “Stop it Fangs!” he yelled before opening the door. “Miss (y/l/n)?”