I Literally Just Receveid My Geography Test And I Failed,well At Least My Boy Also Failed So That’s

Omgggg,this helped me sleep and it’s so good like so cute

Dance Lessons | Harry James Potter

Pairing: Harry Potter x fem!Gryffindor!Reader

Wordcount: 12200 words (Yes, really. Do you ever just start to write a little oneshot and then it turns out as a fic with over 10000 words?)

Warnings: swearing, mentions of underage drinking, sexual tension but no smut, fluff, slight angst, slow burn i guess

Summary: Harry asks you to teach him how to dance for the upcoming Spring Ball.

a/n: Set in Harry’s sixth year. English is not my native language, so there might be spelling/grammar mistakes. (The beginning is inspired by this oneshot)

Not many could say that they had faced Voldemort more than once and had survived, but Harry Potter was one of the few lucky ones that had gotten away every time. And if that wasn’t enough, Harry had defeated horrifying creatures, had broken into the Ministry and had saved the wizarding world several times – more or less accidentally, but hey. He had dealt with Umbridge and fought Death Eaters.

To the world, he was a hero, he was the Boy Who Lived.

So yes, his record of fighting the evil was quite impressive for a sixteen-year-old. But there was one thing he knew he would never impress anyone with and that were his dance skills.

Because Harry Potter couldn’t dance for shit.

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no way home spoilers without context

Guys I think I will only be able to post tomorrow because I didn’t had time to finish

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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a glo up if i ever saw one

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 :)

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MATERLIST LANA DEL REY SERIES (delayed)

This is an idea I had to start writing for tumblr,I’m thinking of posting o my wattpad too but I don’t know.Basically I will write an imagine with each song that is in the list,i put 10 now but maybe I will put more because Lana’s songs always make me have ideas of one-shots.They will be either of Harry or Regulus or maybe but just maybe Sirius because I can only write of them,maybe in the future I will write of the others.I will start posting in October 8th,don’t forget to follow me on ig @lisalivros and my tiktok @wtfstxr

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1.Born to die /hope is a dangerous thing for a women like me (Regulus x reader/Brother!Remus x reader)

Summary:Regulus always thought that he would follow three steps that his father and mother wanted him too.get the dark mark and join Voldemort,then kill people and pretend to not care,and in the end die maybe even because he would kill himself.Regulus thought he was born to die and that no one would care about him dying,not even his parents.But along the way he will met her,and maybe that will change his end,she will give his life a new meaning but nothing is that easy,but in fairytales everything work out…right?

In her side of the story she has hope that regulus is not bad.She has hope that the war will end.Shehas hope that her brother one day will come around about the fact that Regulus is not bad and that he really loves her.She has hope that everything will be normal but especially she has a lot of hope.Now,for some people finding a soulmate is easy and for some is hard but for her it was easy,the problem was her brother accepting.

Will she and regulus have their happy ending or will she stick to her family or maybe she will have both?

COMING SOON

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2.National Anthem (coming soon)

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3.Summertimes sadness (coming soon)

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4.Once upon a time (coming soon)

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5.Yayo (coming soon)

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6.Brooklyn Baby (coming soon)

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7.Norman fucking Rockwell (coming soon)

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8.Young and Beautiful (coming soon)

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9.Diet Mountain Dew (coming soon)

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10.Vídeo games (coming soon)

I’m sorry if this is not good because I’m still really confused with using this app :)

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Compliments

REGULUS BLACK X READER summary: headcanons about the reader giving him compliments every single day and Regulus getting flustered each time. requested by anon. hope you like it <3 (regulus is my fav character so I tried to do this justice.)

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