The first time Sirius wears makeup, he sits on the floor in front of the mirror with the eyeliner he borrowed from Lily, carefully tracing the curve of his eye. The line is shaky at best and a little smudged, so he tries again, tongue poking out of his mouth in absolute concentration. He tries so long that Remus returns from his prefect rounds and stops at the door, taking in the scene as Sirius furious wipes away another crooked line. Without a word, Remus sits down and pulls his face close, taking the eyeliner. Remus rests his hand on Sirius’ burning cheek, honeyed eyes locked on ocean blue, drawing slowly. Sirius swallows thickly as their skin ignites together, wondering if Remus can feel his heart slamming against his chest. When he’s finished, Remus leans back and smiles. There. You’re beautiful.
Whatever you do, don’t think about Remus returning to Hogwarts as a teacher, wandering the castle his first night and happening upon the mirror of erised.
Don’t think of him hesitantly pulling back the cover, afraid of what he is going to see, and standing frozen as he watches himself in its reflection; holding baby Harry in his arms as Lily and James smile behind him.
Don’t think of his eyes slowing welling up with tears as he turns his gaze to Sirius Black, standing to his left, their fingers laced together, his head resting happily on Remus’ shoulder.
Don’t think about him aching in pain at the sight of the life he could have had. The life he should have had.
Summary: Fred Weasley seems to be a new boy: he has fallen in love, and a couple of unexpected things have come along with it. Apparently, his recently discovered romantic interest has never heard of him, and he is now someone who…writes…love letters?! Well, that is surely weird…
Word Count: 2k.
Warnings: none!
Disclaimer: none of the pictures used in the edit below belong to me; I simply put them together.
A/N: this is probably my favorite so far! I’ve been working on it for such a long time, so I hope you all enjoy it! I’m honestly such a sucker for soft Fred…Please, leave me some feedback if you feel like it! My askbox is open for your opinions, thoughts and requests. Thank you so much for your time and attention ❤
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Dark brown eyes studied your silhouette surreptitiously, which was utterly uncommon for their owner. One who once was daring now hid behind heart-felt walls that looked like you. A flirtatious behavior had been replaced by occasional stuttering and disinterest in other romantic affairs.
People around him could effortlessly notice the situation was taking its toll on him. However, they seemed too dumbfounded by it to say something – words were long gone from their lips, and from his own as well.
Fred Weasley had fallen desperately in love, but you were unaware of his existence.
maybe comforting Neville after he visits his parents and he's feeling sad cause they don't recognize him at all. Him and the reader where friends but not that close and the reader starts letting him little notes and maybe gifting him some plants or flowers a couple of times so that he isn't insecure that he thinks he will never make his parents or his grandma proud? And then he figures out is the reader and they tell each other their feelings and it's just pure fluff?
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Never Knew ↠ Neville Longbottom
Summary: Y/N and Neville knew each other they were friends. But they don’t know each other that well. Y/N has had a crush on him since they were younger and when Y/N goes to the hospital when Y/N’s muggle mom had seizure when shes pregnant Y/N discovers something about Neville.
Warnings: Fluff and a bit of Angst
AN: Thanks for requesting and hope I did it well. Also I got a few things wrong about the classes and please excuse it and I’m sorry about it.
Word Count: 1.5k
Y/N sighed as she waited out side a room in St. Mungos hospital. Her mother who was pregnant and a muggle was cooking for Christmas dinner when she fell and had a seizure.
Y/N called her dad who was a wizard who works as an Auror. Y/N usually doesn’t call her dad for anything since he’s always busy but this was important and she knew her dad would want to be there. And not even 30 minutes later her dad appeared and asked Y/N to explain and she did.
The doctors allowed him to go into the room while Y/N waited pacing outside the room with worry in the bottom of her stomach. What if her mom dies? What if the baby dies? What if they both die?
Y/N nervously chews on her finger nail as she takes a seat and taps her foot against the floor. This was a nervous habit she has.
This was supposed to be a good time for family and to be around each other and be happy. Y/N had gotten out of Hogwarts a couple days ago and she was really happy she got a break but now all she wishes is for her mother and sibling to be okay.
Y/N bites her lip as tears brims at her eyes. She doesn’t let the tears fall trying to stay positive for her mom and dad. Y/N leans her elbow on her thighs and rubs her temple with her fingers as tears fall.
Y/N buries her face in her hands and bawls her eyes out trying to keep her sobs quiet so she doesn’t disturb some people. When she looks up with tear stained cheeks she notices someone.
Neville Longbottom.
Y/N didn’t know he had anybody here. His eyes meet her and he shyly smiles and waves at her which she reciprocates, Y/N makes the decision to stand up and go and sit next to him.
“Hey Neville,” Y/N greets in a whisper as she sits in the chair next to his.
“Hey Y/N,” Neville greets back. “Didn’t know you had anybody here,” He says sitting straighter in his seat.
“Oh my mom had a seizure so I had to bring her here,” Y/N responds her eyes stay trained on the ground as she taps her shoes against the floor. “Who are you visiting,” She asks politely.
“Visiting my parents,” Neville answers quietly.
“They must be happy to see you since you’ve been at school,” Y/N looks at him and gives him a small smile.
“I wouldn’t know,” Neville mutters playing with his fingers as Y/N looks at him with a confused look. “My parents were tortured by death eaters and now they don’t even recognize me,” He explains keeping his eyes on his hands not wanting to see Y/N’s reaction.
Y/N looks at him with sympathy swirling her eyes. She didn’t know this and now that she does Y/N wants to be there for him more often.
“I’m so sorry Neville I didn’t know that,” Y/N whispers wrapped her arms around Neville giving him a hug.
“It’s fine you didn’t do it,” Neville responds.
“Now my problems feel less relevant,” Y/N jokes trying to lighten up the mood which brings a small smile to Nevilles face.
“I hope your moms gonna be okay,” Neville says as Y/N pulls away from the hug and gives him a smile. Nevilles so sweet.
“That’s sweet Neville and I one day your parents can recognize you,” Y/N responds shyly.
“I just hope one day I can make them and my grandma proud,” Neville responds. He doesn’t even know why he’s telling this but he feels comfortable around her and feels comfortable to explain his feelings.
“You will I know it,” Y/N confidently says
Before Neville can say anything to her, her father comes and calls her and Y/N gives Neville a kiss on the cheek before leaving to go to her father. Neville brings a hand to his cheek with a smile on his face as his face turns to a red tint.
When Y/N returned to school she was happy. Her mom was okay and the baby was okay but they had to stay at the hospital til they got better. She felt so relieved after that.
Y/N has been thinking about Neville for the rest of her break and was waiting to get back to school so she could see him again. Y/N has always had a crush on Neville but now she wants to at least try to be better friends with him and confess her feelings.
Y/N picked out some plants to send to Nevilles since she knows how much he likes the plants. She doesn’t want to look creepy so she just puts them on his bed.
Y/N doesn’t want Neville to be insecure and she’s heard stories of his parents and how good they were. And she knew that they’d be proud of him. But she knows that Neville isn’t that confident in himself and wanted to help him with that.
Over the next week Y/N starts to talk with Neville more often and wanting him to like her. But what she doesn’t know is that Neville is already smitten with the girl he’s had a crush on ever since he laid eyes on.
But the problem is that Neville is afraid that she’ll reject him and Y/N is afraid that they’ll lose the connection they have and she doesn’t want to lose him.
One day Y/N enters Herbology Professor Sprout calls her to the front of the class which makes Y/N confused as she walks up to the Professor.
“Yes Professor Sprout,” Y/N politely asks.
“I just want to tell you that you are failing this course and should probably get tutor to help you out,” Sprout blurts out making Y/N eyes widen.
“W-what how,” Y/N stutters a bit. She’s been trying so hard in this class and thought that her last test she would have gotten a good grade on.
“You got a bad grade on the last test,” Sprout explains before noticing someone. “Neville come up here,” She shouts as the boy looks up confused. Y/N feels heat crawl up her cheeks as embarrassment flowers into her stomach.
“Yes Professor,” Neville quietly asks standing next to Y/N who wants nothing more than to just disappear.
“I want you to tutor Y/N and help her get her grade up,” Sprout explains and Neville nods excitedly. He wants to spend more time with Y/N and this is a perfect opportunity to do it.
Professor Sprout leaves, leaving the two teenagers standing their awkwardly.
“You don’t have to you know,” Y/N says quietly turning to face him. She doesn’t want to force him to do this if he doesn’t want to.
“No I want to,” Neville rushes out. Y/N smiles as he gets all shy.
“Okay when do you want to meet up to work on it,” Y/N asks going to her desk where Neville sits next to her.
“After classes,” Neville asks nervously.
“Meet you in the library,” Y/N asks which Neville responds with a head nod as Professor Sprout gets ready for the class and everyone stays quiet as she starts the lesson.
For the next few weeks the two meet in the library at 4 and study til 6. Y/N isn’t angry by this it gives her a chance to spend some time with Neville. Whenever she’s around him Y/N gets butterflies in her stomach as he smiles at her.
Y/N wants to tell him her feelings but she’s nervous that he’ll be uncomfortable with her confession and she doesn’t want to make Neville feel uncomfortable. One day while Neville is helping her with some plants Y/N admires how much he likes them.
“You really like plants,” Y/N says as she helps him with them.
“I do I just love plants,” Neville smiles which makes Y/N smiles. “Is your mom okay,” He asks after a few moments.
“Yes she had the baby she just has to stay in hospital for some time,” Y/N explains. “Also I wanted to tell you that your parents would be really proud of you,” She say looking up at him.
“Why do you think that,” Neville huffs not believing her.
“Because you are smart and brave and loyal,” Y/N explains with a smile on her face.
“I’m not smart,” Neville shakes his head.
“If you aren’t smart how come you’re tutoring me,” Y/N asks putting her hands on her hips.
“That’s different,” Neville responds.
“I don’t think so I just think that people are smart in different ways and even though you think you aren’t smart I do,” Y/N confidently says.
Neville looks at her and realizes that this a good time to kiss her. Neville leans in and just pecks her lips and when he pulls back he sees a flabbergasted Y/N.
“I’m sorry I shouldn’t ha-,” Neville was cut off by Y/N grabbing the back of his neck kissing him deeper this time. They part breathlessly as they look lovingly at each other.
summary: deep seeded feelings rise to the surface when potions class comes along, and you’re unsure about how to handle the situation. neville is there without a moment’s hesitation, flooding your mind with unanswered questions. one of them being your feelings towards the boy who was utterly obsessed with herbology and handing you peppermints each morning.
universe: harry potter
word count: 3,258
warnings: noooonee! pure fluff!
author’s note: i’ve been thinking a lot about this idea, and i’ve decided that there is no way i can get any other requests done with this still in my mind, so here it is, now in font so you all can witness what my brain is up to late at night. hope you enjoy.
Wisps of your hair flew through the crisp, cool breeze outside of Hogwarts, your feet landing on the soft grass that led towards the greenhouses. You hummed a tune quietly to yourself as you made your way down the path, all of the books you needed for your classes placed firmly against your chest. When you reached the section of greenhouses, you stepped onto the concrete and smiled, slipping your way past the entrance of Greenhouse Three.
Immediately, you were met with rows of Snargaluff plants ready to be probed later on during class. You avoided their line of sight, quickly slipping past them and into the back room, where you were met with a head of brown hair and a blue and grey cardigan sweater tending to a lonely Snargaluff plant.
“Good morning, Neville!” You greeted, slowly walking over to him in order to not alarm the plant he was managing. Carefully, you leaned against the table, your stack of books still against your chest as you watched Neville attentively.
