Dark Obsession With Sirius And Regulus? Where They're Both Obsessed With The Reader

Someone better (Harry x reader)

Warnings:I think none expect a little bit of insecurities and talking about body and bit of bullying and mentions of sexual things towards the end but other than that is pure fluffy.

Notes:I just wanna say,I don’t hate Cho I just had put someone there and she was the one who would fit better

Sinopse:Y/n feels tired and like she’s not enough and that her boyfriend,Harry,could do so much better só Harry helps her realise that she is perfect the way she is.

Enjoy :) and if you like my work,feel free to repost.

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One more day you woke up with the same feeling that make you not want to get out of the bed.The feeling that everthing that you do is worng and you always ruin everthing.

The feeling of not being enough.

“Y/N!” Harry called you taking you out of your thoughts,he was looking at you with a worried face “What happend?”

The commom room was empty,everyone went to their classes.

“Sorry i was…distract”You forced a smile and tried to look confidente to face him.

You and Harry have been dating since the end of the last year (now you are on your fifth year),you should be more comfortable on talking to him about your frustrations but....

“Come on,we are going to be late for the class of DA...Got distract again?”He tried to sound natural but he knew something was off. “You know you can tell me anything,right?” he put his hand on your cheek and smiled at you,in that moment you bit you lip to hold your tears.

“What would someone like him be with someone like me?” you thought.

You felt like the only thing you were supposed to do in life is exist and nothing else.

''You don't need to come if you don't want to,it's fine'' Harry said but for you it sounded like he said “Please go Away,I don't need you here”

Frustrated you went to class and sat in chair that there was there(Where anybody could see you),wishing to just vanish from the face of the Earth.

Part of you wanted to believe in Harry's love for you,but the other part insisted on saying that you were nothing but a dead weight.

What did you have to make him feel attracted to him?Neither you were capable to love yourself,how could you be so sure that he loved you?

You stoped thinking about it,realizing of how ridiculous you were being,he would be with you if he didn't love you,right?

Or he was just out of options?

“Stop with that” You said to yourself,feeling that your problems were going to make you go mad.

“He loves you” one part of your mind said and the other said ''Love what?''

“You made him happy or was he just pretending?''

You were Funny,smart,pretty and got nice skin...right?. “Did you really think that?”

He wanted your love.''From someone like you,for what?''

You put your arms around your legs and put your hands over your ears even though you knew the sounds weren’t coming from the class and yes from your own mind.

“Enough,please” you asked yourself quietly muffling your hiccups,looking at the ground.

So you hear screams of celebration and hapiness coming from a little far from you making you remember the class.

“Your stupid”Someone said while something hit your back and you hit the floor.

“Stop with that Cho”Harry screamed,getting closer to quickly.

With you head down,hoping you messy hair would hide you red face from your disgrace, you sit on the floor and then you realise the amount of people around of you to watch your deplorable state.

“Aren't you going to do somethig?you just sit there,you are doing nothing,literally NOTHING!” Cho's voice seemed to be in your head,up and clear,while the another seemed muffled and distant.

“It's the third class she come and do nothing,of all the students I have ever seen,your girlfriend is the most useless!”said Cho getting closer to you with each word.

That hit you like a rock really deep,making you shrug your shoulders,you were a shame for Harry too,you get up even feeling a little disoriented,a walked to you room.

Harry propraly would have lose his temper and punched Cho right in that moment if wans't for the fact you ran away crying.In that moment he forgot of Cho’s existence and ran after you.

It's been a while since he notice that you ditance yourself from him, the vague look and distant thoughts when you were with him,didn't go unnoticed.He wanted to know what happend and resolve it himself,but at the same time he didn't want to sound indelicated or underestimate you.

You were a Strong women and he knew that better than everyone else,so seeing you like that made he worried.

He looked for you everywhere but couldn’t find you.

The worry began to be replaced by despair.It was almost curfew time and he didn't have find you yet and he knew he couldn't sleep until he knew you were ok.

He was going to his dorm to take his cloak and the map but he decide to look at your dorm,when he walked in he saw you sitting infront of your bed with you arms around your legs crying.

“Y/N” He hesitated seeing you shrink more with the sound of his voice.He sat beside you and wraped his arms around you in a attempt to say ''I am here''.

“I'm so...so sorry”You said,not turning to look at him.

“it was just one class,Cho is just stupid for saying that stuff”he said trying to convince you that everything was okay.

You didn't answer and it only made him more agonized.

“Why me?”He was already confuse,this question made him even more confuse “I'm sure you could have someone better,so why?”

“Wait,wait...what?”for a second he thought it was a joke but hen he saw you tears.

“It's just...I wanted to be someone better,prettier for you and...you know do something right for once and be useful for once,i'm not worth it” you said trying to hide you even more with your hands.

Every word hurt him more than someone telling him he was a liar.

“Hey,look at me” you didn't look “come on Y/N...look at me” you didn't look at him because you didn't want to face him,so he took your chin and lifted it up until your eyes met “Listen to me” he put his hands on your cheeks “You are perfect for me,ok?i mean...come here

You didn't have time to formulate the next sentence,Harry pushed his body against yours and you felt the mattress on your back.

“I love when you implies me for the idiocy that I do”he kissed you before you could anwser.

“i love when you're late for breakfast so you just go in pajamas to the great hall” he kissed you again and you wanted to punch him for remembering you about that and at the same time you were blushing.

“i love touching you”for completing the next kiss,you felt his hand under your shirt and in that moment you realized that your thoughts were complety wrong.

“I love your perfume” then he started kissing your neck.

“Harry...”when he heard that he laughed a little bit so he stopped to stare at you smiling.

“I love when you say my name too”he stopped at the closure of your bra, lifting his body to look you up and down”I love every part of you,Y/N” and then kissed you again.

The kiss was getting more intense slowly and then you realize where this was going to go,and could you resist this?no.

The problem was that the boy stoped everything and smiled at you and kissed your cheek,then he layed down and started cuddling you.

You turned to the boy who caressed your waist and looked at him with a face like “really?”

“What we’re in school,you know that”he said grinning up at you.

“Now that you started,you are going to finish it,Harry James Potter”he laughed and cradled his face in the curve of your neck.

“We have a lot of time for that,Y/N,i will never leave your side”

materlist

i literally just receveid my geography test and i failed,well at least my boy also failed so that’s great.If you drown,he drown.

I’m gonna redo this on my TikTok,I did a video with this audio today but I will do it again

y/n: i love your hair!

sirius: thank you! i like your freckles..

y/n: really? i used to cover them up but.. you know.

regulus: *scoffs*

y/n: hm?

regulus: you’re supposed to be my potions partner..

y/n: i am..

regulus: no you’re not. you’re disloyal.

hi so you know this post? i was looking at all the things you were originally gonna do with it and i saw the hogsmeade with harry so i was just wondering if you could write that also with gof harry :) it’s really such a pain in the ass trying to find fics of him cuz he’s so criminally underrated </3

Going to Hogsmeade with Harry

a/n - I kinda forgot the gof part sorry bestie I really wrote this over a WHILE and didn't look at your request for a hot sec there's literally no mention of it being gof Harry😭✋

Warnings: drinks??? (butterbeer not alcohol) not sure what else???

sorry but the bestie takes forever to even ASK

doesn't matter if you are together, he's speaking to Ron at literal midnight

"Yeah, I know they'd probably say yes but would they really? 'Cause I did that really annoying thing last week and I don't know if they're holding a grudge!"

and at some point he even managed to get Ron doubtful of if you'd want to go

and they both have a mini crisis because Ron's just a little too invested in your love life after Harry has spoken about it for weeks

"Mate, to be honest, you're making me doubt them - which is odd because I've never really done that before, they obviously like you." "But do they lOVE ME enough to go with me?!?"

why's he acting like this is a proposal???

Ron has no clue but just goes along with it slightly

after a minute to pause, Ron gets the fantastic idea of going to see Hermione for help

kind of 'forgets' to tell Harry because Harry may have asked he didn't tell anyone

but Ron had kept the secret for WEEKS okay, cut him some slack

"So, if, uh, theoretically, someone with dark-ish hair and a holy scar on his forehead wanted to ask someone that he really likes to go to Hogsmeade, how would he... go about that?"

she shakes her head because girl WHAT are these boys doing

also, Ron is totally indiscreet and basically just told her over breakfast before Harry was there

and bess frenn was not quite using an indoor voice

he used a very shouty stage whisper

and now Ginny knows

and Ginny may or may not have told Neville in transfiguration

and Neville may or may not have told Cho in the greenhouse

and Cho may, okay, she definitely told Luna

who was kind of forgetful in the fact that you weren't meant to know

so, she mentions it whilst on a walk with you

"Harry wanted to take you to Hogsmeade, although now I'm not so sure. I heard about it on Monday so maybe it was a sudden impulse since he hasn't asked. What do you think?" "Well... I think I'll wait it out until he says something for now. Thanks, Luna."

okay so now she's done half his job for him

should be easy from then on, right?

wrong

and you really give him every opportunity

I mean EVERY

bestie is fumbling and you're stood there like ummm is he going to ask me out???

then one day you basically give up the pretence that you have no clue what's going on and straight up talk about it like you are already going together

"So, I'm thinking that when we go on Saturday, we should obviously go to Madam Puddifoot's because apparently she knows everyone's tea strength and milk to sugar ratio and whatever so that's really cool, and then-" "Huh? Did I ask last night because I don't really remember and I was really tired so I mean... I'm sure I would have woken right up if you had said yes though, so I'm not sure how I can't remember asking!" "Harry, you didn't. Until now, kind of, I guess. So, yes, Harry, I'll go with you to Hogsmeade and now we need to sort out where we're going. Talk later, yeah?"

woah

he's astounded

Ron hears about it in Potions through a note/several ones that have literally quoted what you said word for word

Hermione hears in Transfiguration from Harry and Ron, with the latter instantly telling her as soon as he walks up to her

now Ron and Hermione are basically Harry's therapists till Saturday

Neville is sat next to them whilst Harry's going off on a rant and has wide eyes whilst Ron and Hermione are like 'yup, this is nothing new, getting a bit bland'.

so, when Saturday comes and you wait in the Great Hall, Hermione literally runs up to you

"Take him away from us, like, now. I can't listen to any more from him and he keeps asking if his scarf is askew? Since when does he care?"

so you're off

he apologises for making you go through the tunnel to Hogsmeade and you tell him multiple times it's no problem

besides, it gives you privacy to hold hands and have him swing them whilst they're clasped together

bestie he hit your hand on the wall by accident and five minutes were spent with him asking if you were okay and examining your hand

when you finally get out of the tunnels and whatever you naturally gravitate to Madam Puddifoot's because Harry wants you to be happy with where you're going and you already mentioned it so it's the first stop

aww adorable

anyways

you and Harry swap drinks at a point even though they're meant to be tailored to you specifically not the person you're on a date with

but you swap to see what the other person likes even if you both end up pursing your lips at how sweet or not sweet the other person's is

you swap back and laugh together as you talk about practically anything

if you're a bookish person then you definitely stop by a book shop and Harry frowns as he sees an old book by Gilderoy Lockhart until you steer him away

he reads the blurb of every book you pick up because he wants to know what you like and you try to recommend books to each other

if you end up with a kinda big stack of books propped up by one arm while you look for others, he'll take half the pile no matter how many he already has

then oopsie daisy he accidentally pays for a few of them

"Harry, I could have paid myself! When do you want the money back by?" "You don't need to pay me back, Merlin knows I have enough money anyway, and you don't owe me anything, promise. If you're that worried you can pay me back whenever you want, I don't mind."

okay that earns him a hug with the bags of books looped around your arms

if you jostle a bag and he sees it has left a stripe on your arm from the handles or anything, he's taking the bag

asking first, of course

you go to the Three Broomsticks and drink butterbeer together or another drink and then try not to laugh at the froth that appears above each other's lips

"I see only one solution." "What's that?" "Obviously gotta get it off somehow." Then, he runs his thumb over your lip before saying, "Nope, don't think I got it off. Only one thing for it." Next, he's kissing you, something you eagerly return.

then a teacher walks in and since basically everyone knows Harry, basically everyone knows he's not supposed to be in Hogsmeade

you duck immediately

Harry's quizzical before he spots the teacher and drops to be under the table

he bumps his hand on the way

you facepalm before kissing his knuckles, claiming the classic 'a kiss will make it better'

he blushed before a look of disappointment crosses his face

"What is it?" you hiss from below the table, "Does it hurt more now that I did that, sorry." "No, no, it's great, never felt better! Just realised I could have done that in the tunnels. Missed opportunity." "It's never too late," you grin and raise an eyebrow, "I actually think it still stings, maybe you should return the favour, make it better." "I think I should, too." And he does, as you giggle together under the table in the Three Broomsticks on a Saturday, muffling laughs in each other's shoulders and hoping the teacher doesn't hear you.

it becomes a thing you do whenever you have free time on Saturdays and Harry isn't defeating someone or anything

after a while, Harry becomes less nervous for each date

but don't worry, they're all just as special as the first

that scene where there's snow in Hogsmeade?

yeah, you go together in winter too

you have snowball fights against Ron and Hermione

it's half so that they'll maybe actually get together finally and half because you and Harry really want to be on a team with each other

you make little bases which are just mini hills of snow you hide behind while you make snowballs to chuck

if you forget gloves, don't even worry, he's got a spare pair

there are some moments where Ron rolls his eyes at the displays of affection you two have

for example, once Harry didn't have spare gloves so he just made snowballs and guided you to put your hands on top of his and make them with him

cuties alert 🚨🚨🚨

another time is when you are scrambling across the snow to try to invade your opposition's base to pelt them with snowballs, you fall to the ground and Harry, who had been distracting them, rushes out to check on you

woah, sacrificing himself to the snowballs for you, that's true love

he leans over you as you flat on your back before you laugh and put your hands on his cheeks

he ignores the chill from your gloves sourced by making snowballs and grins down at you

just as he's about to kiss you, Ron hits the two of you with a snowball in the literal tiny gap between your lips

Hermione thwacks him (gently) and then the moment is sort of, but not really, over

so she joins Ron in chucking snowballs at you until they run out and literally just start gathering fistfuls of snow

Harry pushes over so that you're both on your sides facing each other but his back is to Romoine (I can't keep writing both their names again I'm sorry-) as he gets attacked with snowballs and is basically your shield

and he just chuckles every time he's hit before acting like he's wounded, asking you to kiss it better-

then, he signals for you to run as he grabs the invisibility cloak from his pocket and hands it to you

you know what he means and get up carefully, darting behind a little snow mound whilst Romoine are grabbing more snow armfuls

you sneak around in the cloak to your previous base and carry as many snowballs as you can manage in your arms until you stand behind the two

they couldn't see you weren't there since all they can see is Harry shuffling around and as silly as it sounds, it's a major tactic

you pat a snowball into the base of Ron's neck as he jumps and looks at Hermione

then, when he looks away, Hermione gets one there too

Hermione looks at Ron before practically tackling him, a new pyramid of snowballs set up by you and they don't stop to think about how they got there

you run back to Harry as he smiles

"Every person for themselves?" "Godric, no. Let's just wait to see how long they fight, it's funny."

when they realise it was you, Harry states 'all is fair in love and war' smugly before you two end up running, you trying to unfurl the cloak from where it lies over your arm and toss it over the both of you

like it would help cover the footprints in the snow but whatever

you run back to Hogwarts and sit in front of the fire together later, Harry and you sharing a blanket

if McGonagall sees you huddled together and wonders why you would have gone into the snow if Harry didn't have parental permission to Hogsmeade even when she already knows the answer, she says nothing

wtf,just found out timothee cheated on me

UPDATE

Hi guys,it oficial the imagines are going out THIS WEEK so be prepared,I decided to wait to lanas new song to see if I could come up with something and I think I’m doing well so yeah :)

materlist

I just wanted to know where this song is?does anyone know?

If requests are still open; may I please have something with Regulus Black? Maybe she's Remus’ sister and was scratched by the werewolf - so she doesn't transform, she just gets pain during the full moon. And Regulus starts sweet talking in another language (maybe Frenc, learned from his parents) while trying to calm her down during a full moon? Maybe even some cute pet names? Just something fluffy with a little angst, please.

hey! so sorry for the late response! here is your fic bby 💕

mon soleil | regulus black x lupin!reader

summary: regulus black helps you with your lycanthropy symptoms

warnings: blood & violence; no-voldemort AU

You and your older brother had a bond that no one else had. From your personal experience, you’d like to say that was a good thing. You didn’t want anyone to deal with yours and Remus’ furry little problems. Only, there was a minor difference between you and Remus was that he turned into an actual werewolf while you suffered the symptoms that came with lycanthropy.

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Summer of 1965

It was exceptionally hot that one evening. The windows of young Remus’ bedroom were cracked open to allow the cool summer breeze into his room. The young five year old slept peacefully in his bed until he was awoken by his teary eyed sister.

“y/n, why are you awake?” Remus murmured, rubbing his eyes.

You clutched your rabbit plush tight against your chest as your lip trembled. “I had another bad dream, Rem,” you whispered shakily. “Can I stay with you tonight? Please?”

Remus sighed. You had been having night terrors for months on end. For the most part, you stayed in your parents’ room, but occasionally you would creep into your older brother’s room. Normally, Remus wouldn’t mind, but sometimes you’d kick or mutter in your sleep, leaving him restless the next morning.

“No, y/n/n,” he grumbled, turning on his side for his back to face you. “You’re a big girl now. Big girls sleep in their own room, okay?”

Tears flowed down your reddened face. “But Remus,” you begged quietly. “I- I heard something in my room. I think there’s a monster in there.”

Sitting up, Remus glared at his sister. “There’s no such thing as monsters, y/n,” he said forcefully. “Now go to bed before I tell Mum and Dad.”

Wiping away your tears, you made your way out of Remus’ bedroom. Once the door clicked shut, Remus laid back down and tucked himself into bed. After what seemed like hours passed, Remus was jolted away by a scream. Your scream.

Remus kicked off his blanket and sprinted to your room. The sight before him was horrific. You laid limp in your bed, blood gushing out of your throat. Your green eyes stared at the ceiling, dazed and slowly losing its life and energy. Your floral bedsheets, once a clean white, were now soaked and red.

Hovering over you was a werewolf, paws covered in your blood. Gaining all the strength he could muster, Remus ran over to you and tried to push the werewolf off of you. The creature narrowed its eyes at the young boy before pouncing on his next victim.

By the time Lyall and Hope reached your bedroom, both of you were unconscious, and the werewolf was nowhere to be found. It didn’t matter what spells or potions Lyall used on the two of you. The damage was already done.

Remus sat at the edge of your bed, holding your hand tightly in his. Your dad stood in the middle of the room, casting countless protection charms over your room. Hope entered the room with muggle medical supplies, preparing to change your bandages. You were still unconscious, Fenrir Greyback harming you more than your older brother. It was a miracle that you didn’t get lycanthropy. Your brother wasn’t as lucky.

Tears threatened to escape Remus’ hazel eyes. “I’m sorry, y/n/n,” he whispered softly. “I’m so sorry. I should’ve let you stay in my room, I- I should’ve-”

“Shh,” Hope shushed calmly, sitting beside her son and combing her fingers through his light brown hair. “It’s not your fault, dear.”

Remus dug his face into his mother’s sweater. “Yes it is!” he cried, balling the fabric in his small fists. “I hurt y/n. I didn’t let her sleep in my room that night. I’m a bad brother!”

“No you’re not, sweetheart,” his mother said in a hushed voice. “Remus, promise me to take good care of your sister from now on, okay? Keep each other safe.”

The freckled boy nodded eagerly, sitting back at your bedside. From then on, Remus swore to always protect you from all harm, including himself on full moons.

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For the most part, you were fine. You helped Remus after the full moon, and dealt with your symptoms with a simple potion. But sometimes, the two of you would get territorial the week prior to the full moon. Remus’ friends and your boyfriend would help you and your brother avoid altercations, though.

One morning, everything was going fine. Students filled the Great Hall, eager to get their hands on the specialty of the morning, chocolate pancakes. You sat with Lily and her friends while Remus sat with his. However, it seemed as though you and Remus woke up on the wrong side of the bed that morning. The change in your bodies during the full moon was painful both physically and emotionally.

You reached for the last chocolate pancake on the golden plate when another hand grazed yours. Green eyes met green when you glared at your equally exhausted brother. Remus growled lowly, not breaking his gaze. Suddenly, you heard a crowd of students appear and pull the two of you apart.

“Alright, alright show’s over,” Sirius announced to the two of you, Peter followed suit.

James appeared at Sirius’ side, reaching for Remus’ wrist. “There’s plenty of pancakes to go around, Moony and Little Lupin, calm down.”

You narrowed your eyes at your older brother, wolfish instincts kicking in. You bared your teeth, revealing your fangs, a trait you received upon Fenrir’s attack when you were four years old. In a swift motion, you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist and pull you off the bench. Kicking your legs, you growled and wriggled in the arms of the stranger until you were moved to the Slytherin table. Several students turned around to watch the scene unfold.

Settled on the bench, you glared at the pair of grey eyes staring at you. You folded your arms on your chest. “I was busy, you know,” you grumbled.

Regulus raised his eyebrows in confusion. “Busy murdering your brother over a pancake?”

“A chocolate pancake, yes,” you corrected, still bothered and very hungry, at that.

Your boyfriend chuckled, combing your hair with his fingers and pushing your hair behind your shoulders. “I don’t think Professor Dumbledore would approve of that, y/n/n,” he scolded playfully. “Must you always fight with your brother during your time of the month?” You rolled your eyes at the phrase.

“Considering the fact that he is an arse, yes, yes I must always fight with him,” you snap, itching to get your hands on something, anything to eat.

Regulus sighed, fighting the urge to say something sarcastic. He took note that you were quite irritable this month. Other times you were overly emotional or “lovey-dovey.” Weeks like these were the ones that the poor Slytherin dreaded the most. It didn’t take much to set your temper off when you felt this way before the full moon. No matter, though. Regulus always came prepared.

“I had a feeling,” Regulus smirked. “That’s why I prepared this for you.” Lifting the covering off of the golden plate, he revealed a stack of chocolate pancakes, with strawberries and chocolate chips drizzled on top.

You felt as though you could start sobbing. “Regulus,” you gasped, covering your heart with your hand. “Have I ever told you how much I love you?”

The younger Black brother held back a laugh. “Just about every day, yes, mon soleil,” he replied, scooping oatmeal into his mouth and going back to reading the newspaper. Before eating your meal, you launched yourself on top of your boyfriend, peppering his face with kisses.

“I love you I love you I love you!” you squealed, wrapping your arms around his neck. Taken by surprise, Regulus barely caught you in time, seeing as he was still in the middle of eating his own breakfast.

Regulus’ nose crinkled at the ticklish sensation of your kisses. His hands fell to your waist, holding you securely. “y/n, stop-”

“OI! REGULUS GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY SISTER OR I’LL SCRATCH YOUR EYES OUT!” You turned to see your brother, standing and leaning over the Gryffindor table. Sirius and James sat beside him, both face palming.

Deciding to test your brother, you pulled Regulus into another kiss, this time on his lips, kissing him slowly. You placed one hand on his chest, the other pulling at his emerald green tie. Regulus stared down at you wide eyed, and fearing for what will happen next.

Remus began to make his way to the Slytherin table when James grabbed him by the back of his cardigan and back down to the Gryffindor table. Sirius rolled his eyes, taking a sip of his pumpkin juice as he casually watched the whole ordeal. He was practically over it, seeing as you and your brother always pushed each other’s buttons.

“Moony, be a dear and not murder my little brother?” Sirius requested.

The tall green eyed teen glared at his friend. “Once he stops getting handsy with my sister,” he muttered, stabbing his stack of pancakes. “Then I’ll consider.”

“Oi best not get too angry with Regulus, Moony,” James warned teasingly. “In a few years he might be your brother-in-law.”

Peter nibbled at a piece of toast. “Yeah, and to be honest it’s y/n that’s getting handsy with Sirius’ brother in the first place.”

Everyone glared at Peter and silently mouthed for him to shut up. Remus slowly turned his head, eyes practically twitching.

“What did you say about my sister, Wormtail?” he asked in an eerily calm tone.

“I said-”

“OH LOOK IS THAT THE BELL?” James announced loudly. He picked his books up and swung his legs over the bench. “I think it’s time we head to potions, don’t you think, Pads?”

Sirius stood up with his friend. “Most definitely right, my dear Prongs.” The two hooked arms and sped out of the Great Hall.

Remus rolled his eyes, shoveling more of his food into his mouth before following suit. “There’s no bell here, you prats!”

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Days passed until it was ultimately the full moon was mere hours away. You were incredibly anxious, and you couldn’t stop your knee from bouncing or your teeth from biting your lip. Regulus was a great help, always placing his hand over your knee whenever it started bouncing. Sometimes if you weren’t in class he would distract you by starting a small conversation.

You couldn’t help but nervously pick at your nails as you watched the sun set at a taunting pace through the Slytherin common room window. You were currently waiting for Regulus to come down the stairs to help you study for your upcoming transfiguration test. The sun set, normally was a beautiful sight, but on days like these you felt incredibly terrified of what the full moon might bring next.

A tap on your shoulder snapped you out of your thoughts. Jumping, you turned to see a pair of grey eyes stare back at you in concern. Regulus’ eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “Are you alright, mon soleil?” he asked you softly. You nodded, taking his hand as he led you to the couch by the fireplace. Regulus opened his textbook and began to explain the subject while you slowly dozed off.

You continued to study for a while until you noticed the natural light in the common room begin to dim. Sitting up, you glanced over at the window and watched the moon replace the sun in the sky. Anxiety seemed to wash over you and you felt your body shake and heat up.

Regulus quickly closed his book, coming to your aid. He gently placed his arm around your waist, pulling you to his chest. With one hand, he cupped your chin and turned your face to face his. The Slytherin’s soft stare slowly made your nerves calm down.

“Shh, y/n, look at me,” he whispered. “I’m here, you’re okay. You’re okay, love.”

Tears quickly filled your eyes. Your heart beat out of your chest and your breath quickened. You felt the full moon’s effects take over you. Screwing your eyes shut, you dug your head into Regulus’ chest. You curled up on the couch, hugging your knees against your chest as you cried out in pain.

“I- It hurts,” you whimpered. “Regulus… it hurts.” The Slytherin nodded, picking you up in his arms and standing up in a swift motion.

“I know love, I know,” Regulus said in a hushed voice, kissing the top of your head. “I’m taking you to Madam Pomfrey right now. Hold tight, mon soleil.”

Despite the pain, you managed to fall asleep on the way to the hospital wing, rocked to sleep by the twists and turns of the school corridors. By the time you woke up, you were laid in a bed, in Regulus’ arms. Almost immediately, the effects of the moon started to kick in once more. You felt as though a million hornets attacked your stomach, and your head began to spin at a rapid rate. Letting out a groan, you threw your head back into your pillow. The moonlight peeked through the curtains of the hospital wing. It was as if the lights were stabbing through your skin with burning knives. The pain was more unbearable than ever before.

You wriggled in Regulus’ grasp, legs kicking in the sheets. Glancing at the full moon, you felt the urge to howl, your wolf side taking over you. You lifted your hand to your mouth, biting it harshly to muffle your screams.

“y/n/n, no,” Regulus scolded gently, pulling your hand out of your mouth. Your hand was reddened with marks on it from your bite. He wove your fingers together with his, kissing your hand softly. The Slytherin pressed light kisses to your cheek and down to your neck in attempts to distract you from the pain. Madam Pomfrey gave you a potion to lessen the effects of lycanthropy, but that was all she could do to help. The pain was not entirely gone.

You let out another whimper in pain. Your cheeks were flushed red and were wet with tears. “Regulus, I can’t take it,” you gasped out.

Regulus frowned slightly. “What do you need me to do, love? I’m here.”

Another wave of pain washed over you making you writhe, fighting back another scream. You could barely string more than two words together. Turning to face Regulus, your green eyes pierced into his grey ones. “Distract. Me.”

The Slytherin swallowed loudly as he readjusted his grip around you. “Distract you?” he repeated. “Like… how?”

You screamed in pain, thrashing around once more. “ANYTHING DAMMIT,” you cried.

Regulus took a deep breath, closing his eyes. It hurt him deeply to see you in pain like this, but he was stuck on what to do. Opening his eyes, he noticed a tall tree through the window. An idea lit up in his head.

“I went to my family’s second home in France this summer,” the youngest Black started shakily. “You know how much I love France. So I went off by myself to the nearby muggle town and it was absolutely beautiful. There was a small cafe and a bookshop that I know you’d adore. I bought a book filled with French children’s stories and songs, and decided to read it. And in the back of the town was this tall tree, one that you could climb for hours until you reached the top. It was on this tall hill that overlooked the entire town and hills for miles and miles. It was so serene. I want to take you there one day. You’d love it there, love.”

Slowly, you began to calm down. Your thrashing became less frequent and your breathing began to slow. Your eyes fluttered closed, but you were still awake. “Sing to me,” you whispered weakly. “Sing me one of those songs from the book, please.”

Regulus’ cheeks reddened as he looked away sheepishly. “y/n, I’m not that good at singing, you know that,” he told you. “A-and my French isn’t that good-”

You cut your boyfriend off with a pained laugh. “Please, you and I both know you are absolutely talented in both of those things. I love your voice, Regulus. Sing for me, please?” You opened your eyes and pouted. Sighing, Regulus nodded. He could never resist those beautiful eyes of yours.

“Au clair de la lune, mon ami Pierrot,” he began, slowly running his fingers through your hair.

“Prête-moi ta plume, pour écrire un mot. Ma chandelle est morte, je n’ai plus de feu.

Ouvre-moi ta porte, pour l’amour de Dieu.”

You laid your head back, closing your eyes once more. You held back your cries of pain, trying to distract yourself with his singing. “Au clair de la lune, Pierrot répondit, “Je n’ai pas de plume, je suis dans mon lit. Va chez la voisine, je crois qu’elle y est, Car dans sa cuisine, on bat le briquet.”

The younger Black smiled softly at you, tracing your bottom lip with his thumb. Eventually your pain subdued slightly, enough for you to relax.

“Au clair de la lune, s’en fut Arlequin

Frapper chez la brune. Elle répond soudain : “Qui frappe de la sorte ? Il dit à son tour :

Ouvrez votre porte, pour le Dieu d’Amour!” Au clair de la lune, on n’y voit qu’un peu. On chercha la plume, on chercha du feu. En cherchant d’la sorte, je n’sais c’qu’on trouva. Mais je sais qu’la porte sur eux se ferma.”

Even after Regulus finished, you were still awake, only your eyes remained closed. The ends of your lips tired pulled into a small smile. Lifting your hand, you cupped your boyfriend’s face. “Thank you,” you whispered weakly.

Regulus kissed the top of your head. “Anything for you, mon soleil.”

You giggled at the ticklish sensation. “What does that mean?” you asked quietly, drifting off to sleep. “Mon soleil. You call me that all the time, but I never understood what that meant.”

The Slytherin wizard gently kissed your lips so lightly that you barely felt his lips press against your own. Your chest raised slowly upwards, then down, falling into a calming pattern until you fell asleep, too tired to listen to his response.

“Mon soleil,” he repeated in a hushed voice. “My sunshine. My beautiful, amazing, incredibly kind sunshine.”

Regulus laid back beside you, digging his face into your hair. “I love you, mon soleil.”

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Harry as a husband this is so good,I’m definitely doing a one shot on this style but maybe without the marrying part

Perfect | Harry Potter

 Summary: You and Harry are celebrating your 5 year anniversary and memories go through your heads.

Warnings:  Mention of death, pure fluff

A/N: This is based on Ed Sheeran’s Perfect. So listen to that for a better experience. Italic text means memories, bold and italics text means song lyrics and normal text means present. Also it’s my first time writing a one-shot so please lmk if you find any mistakes. And English isn’t my first language so their maybe grammar errors.

I found a love for me

Darling just dive right in and follow my lead.

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Hi can I request a Harry Potter x Gryffindor reader where they’re actually the best of friends and she has liked him for years but she lost hope because it’s like he never sees her y’know? so when Harry starts to pursue Cho ( or someone else it’s up to you) , she decided that it’s time for her to move on but when Harry saw her getting close to someone else he just got really jealous and confess that he actually like her too, he just doesn’t want to ruin their friendship if it doesn’t work out? thanks!

Idiot potter

"Hey look at this!" You looked up from your charms notebook at the boy sitting in front of you, he waved his wand in slow motion at a piece of crumbled parchment.

The parchment’s color started changing from light to darker blue then purple and ended up in a rainbow kind of mix.

"Bloody hell where did you learn that?!" You inspected the results, the colors were beautiful you had to admit.

Harry grinned proudly "I read it in one of the books Hermion was skimming"

"Wow, you actually learned something from those study meetups" you teased. Harry rolled his eyes before snatching the parchment back from you.

You pouted then dragged your attention back to your textbook "Anyways, did you find the answer to question three?" You waited for him to respond but nothing came so you looked up, and surprise surprise he’s not paying attention to you.

Your eyes followed his and it landed on Cho.

Of course.

You shouldn’t be surprised, he’s been eyeing since the school year started. She was pretty and played his favorite game, unlike you or at least that’s what you thought.

With a sigh you gathered your belongings and got up, you weren’t going to let ruin your mood yet again.

Harry was never going to see you more than a friend so being jealous would be stupid, and it’s just hurting your own feelings over something you can’t do much about.

"Hey where are you going?" He asked after seeing you get up.

"It’s getting stuffy I’ll go study in the common room. Ya see at later I guess" you walked out the study hall, once again trying to not be so disappointed and focus on what’s important for the mean time.

Harry sighed twirling his wand between his fingers before Neville sat down in your place, dropping a couple of books on herbology.

"You’re alone today"

"Y/N just left"

"Oh! She Must have yes to dean’s study date" Harry frowned dropping his wand on the table. The clumsy boy blinked at the confused look on his face before saying "oh, you didn’t know? Dean asked her out this morning on a study date. He couldn’t stop talking about it all morning"

Harry swallowed. You liked dean? Of course you liked him, why wouldn’t you.

"I think I’ll go to the great hall early today"

Harry’s sharp eyes stared at you and dean chatting away as everyone was going back to the conman room to rest then sleep.

It was around twelve when Harry couldn’t help not falling asleep and went down to the conman room, he was surprised to find you there by the fireplace.

"Hi…" you jumped slightly at the sudden company and gave him a small smile. He sat down beside you and stay in the comforting silence of the room.

"So…you and dean ha?" Your shoulders seemed to slump down at that and you just shrugged.

"I guess I’m finally giving him a chance, he isn’t a bad guy" Harry wanted to protest and tell you that you were wrong but he knew you weren’t, and it made things worse. His chest burned with jealousy, he was really losing you for good now.

"He’s lucky" he started, his cheeks burning easily with embarrassment "any guy would be lucky to have you, maybe if I was a little bit faster I would’ve been in his place" Harry closed his eyes immediately, waiting for you to lash at him or something but nothing came.

"You…like me? As in, more than a friend?" Your voice sounded hopeful, when he opened his eyes he saw you staring directly at him with teary eyes and a shivering lip "for how long?"

Harry inhaled deeply "since our first year, since we became friends and I just…didn’t want to ruin our friendship and you deserve so much be-" you kissed him.

You cut him off and kissed him, your hands cupped his face and kissed him with all the passion in your heart. Harry froze but quickly kissed you back, almost trembling as he warping his arms around your waist.

"For Merlin sakes you idiot I waited for you to notice me for years!" You broke the kiss, flustered and half pissed at him. Harry chuckled pressing his forehead against yours, his cheeks were flaming red but his chest felt full and light at the same time.

"I’m sorry"

"You better be. Idiot potter" then you hugged each other tightly for a while longer, as if one of you let go the other would disappear. 

So cute m,Reggie lives after the war and children ahhh I need this

Nothing Left | R.B

Paring: Regulus Black X Wife!Gryffindor!Reader

Summary: Everything crashes within seconds and Sirius doesn’t know where to go. 

Everything went downhill so fucking fast. How was that even possible? Everything was perfectly fine a year ago, but it seems that within that year, everything had collapsed onto the helpless boy. It was like being beneath a crumbling concrete tower that fell with no warning. Like being slapped in the face unexpectedly. Like getting doused in freezing water on a Sunday morning. 

In retrospect, it sucked. 

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