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Snickerdoddles

summary : You pull the tray from the oven, only to find your famous snickerdoodles burnt, and the disappointment hits hard. Sirius and Remus comfort you, with Lily and James joining in to help remake the cookies amidst laughter and flour‑covered chaos.

a/n : A special thanks @dabookwriterlover for requesting this!!

The Hufflepuff common room smelled faintly of cinnamon and sugar, the kind of warm scent that usually meant your famous snickerdoodles were about to make everyone’s evening. Sirius had been hyping them up all week, swearing they were “better than any feast Hogwarts has ever seen.” Remus, quieter but no less eager, had already set aside a book to enjoy them with tea.

James and Lily had tagged along too — James mostly to tease Sirius about his sweet tooth, Lily because she genuinely loved your baking and wanted to see you in your element.

You’d been humming as you worked, wand flicking to measure flour, butter softening by the fire. Everything felt perfect until the oven timer rang. You pulled the tray out, and your heart sank.

The cookies were blackened, edges charred, the cinnamon sugar crust bitter instead of sweet.

Sirius froze mid-step, eyes widening. “Oh.”

James whistled low. “That’s… bold.”

You bit your lip, throat tightening. All the excitement drained out of you in a rush. “I ruined them,” you whispered, voice cracking. “I ruined the one thing I’m actually good at.”

Remus was beside you instantly, steady hand on your shoulder. “Hey. Don’t say that.”

But tears were already spilling. You’d wanted this to be perfect — a cozy night with your friends, something warm and safe. Instead, you felt like you’d let them down.

Sirius gently took the tray from your hands before you could throw it away. “They’re not ruined. They’re… crunchy. A new genre of biscuit.” His grin was ridiculous, but his tone was soft, coaxing.

Lily stepped forward, brushing flour off your cheek. “Love, everyone burns a batch sometimes. It doesn’t erase all the times you’ve made magic in this kitchen.”

James leaned against the counter, trying to lighten the mood. “Besides, Sirius would eat them anyway. He’s eaten worse.”

“Oi!” Sirius protested, but his eyes stayed on you, worried.

You shook your head, voice trembling. “You were all looking forward to them. I ruined it.”

Remus pulled you into his chest, arms warm and grounding. “We were looking forward to you. The cookies were just a bonus.”

Sirius wrapped around the other side, squeezing you between them. “And now we get to make them together. Round two.”

The kitchen turned into chaos. Sirius insisted on cracking eggs with one hand and got shell everywhere. James tried to charm the flour bag open and ended up dusting the entire room. Lily laughed so hard she nearly dropped the sugar jar.

Remus, ever the careful one, measured ingredients properly, guiding your hands when they shook. “See? Perfect. You’ve got this.”

You sniffled, but the warmth of their laughter started to melt the embarrassment. Sirius flicked flour at you, and you retaliated with a spoonful of sugar. James joined in, and soon Lily was shrieking as Sirius chased her with a cinnamon stick like a wand.

By the time the second tray went into the oven, your cheeks hurt from smiling.

When the timer dinged again, you held your breath. Remus pulled the tray out — golden brown, soft, perfect. The smell was heavenly.

Sirius bit into one and groaned dramatically. “Merlin, marry me.”

James grabbed two at once. “Best thing I’ve ever tasted. Don’t tell my mum.”

Lily hugged you tight. “See? You did it. And we got to make a memory along the way.”

Later, the five of you piled into the common room. Sirius had nicked a projector charm from Muggle Studies, so the wall flickered with a film Lily had chosen — something cozy and romantic.

You curled against Remus, Sirius sprawled across both of you, crumbs everywhere. James and Lily sat tangled together on the rug, whispering jokes.

The burnt batch was forgotten, replaced with laughter, sweetness, and the kind of comfort only found in friends who refused to let you fall apart alone.

Sirius reached for another cookie, mouth full as he mumbled, “Best night ever.”

Remus kissed your temple. “Because of you.”

And for the first time all evening, you believed it.

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De-nile is a River in Egypt

Please don’t repost, or hate on this please…. I needed to let this out. TW: suicide, sad, and lost of a friend.

My sister asked me “if you could go back in time what would you do”

I responded with “To be honest I don’t know. It’s kind of a dumb question to ask.”

She said “Denial isn’t just a River in Egypt so tell me if you could change what happened in the past would you?”

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