Multi Purpose People

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Sirius had blessedly been able to avoid his family. He caught a glimpse of Regulus at the dance, and a few other times at school. However, they tended to be busy, and it probably wouldn’t be all that safe to talk to each other. Besides, Regulus was busy. 

Sirius had stayed behind for a few moments to talk about  making up his work so he was leaving after James and Peter. It came as a surprise to see Regulus standing there, like he was waiting for him, “Oh, uh, hey,” He glanced over his shoulder. 

“I wasn’t stalking you.” Regulus said automatically, before Sirius could get all weird and defensive about it. He’d always gotten so territorial about his room back at home, barely ever let Reg inside. Which felt stupid now, because now it was like Sirius’s room never existed. 

“I just- I was walking by and you were in there and I-” He faltered. These sorts of talks always went so much easier with Rosie. “wanted to see you, I guess.”

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Months had passed since New Years and Regulus still spent more times scanning the hallways for the back of Sirius’s head than he cared to admit. There was no way (short of showing up at the Potter’s) to get any sort of contact and even if Sirius had left they were still family, dammit. He hated having to find out about his brother through second-hand info passed along from Rosie through Remus. 

When he saw Sirius coming out of McGonagall’s classroom a few minutes after the lunch bell and blessedly alone, Reg figured it was his only chance. “Sirius? I- can we-?”

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feministdorcas:

“No stupid movies? But that’s the best part of any girls night,” Dorcas said. She half hugged Marlene back as they made their way into the pizza place. Quickly she shook her head though a little. 

“Nah, I mean I’m fine I don’t like… I’ve got you guys I don’t need that,” And like, she didn’t. She wanted one, sort of, but she also was okay with her friends. 

“Okay, okay, we can re-instate stupid movies on the agenda. But only the really good stupid ones. I’m talking Two-Headed Shark Attack or bust.” Marlene said, trying to scope out their favorite table. Stupid place had rearranged recently.

“If you ever do though, I can be your wing woman. Wing lady? That sounds classier.”

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feministdorcas:

“Good,” Dorcas nodded, “Yeah, we gotta hang out again soon. Seeing her in class and at lunch is definitely not enough.” Working out custody agreements with friends this early was not fun. Not at all. Dorcas needed more friend time, especially with Marlene and Lily. She’d been spending too much time with Amycus and the Wrestling Boys too much lately. 

“We’ll have an actual factual girls night where we don’t talk about boys and watch stupid movies.” Marlene decided, wrapping an arm around her best friend’s waist as they made it to the pizza place. Guy talk got old anyways. 

“Then we can talk about girls instead, eh?” Marlene teased, waggling her eyebrows. “How they’re super cute and we should get you one.” The last part was quieter, so no one could hear and blab it to a parent or something stupid.

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feministdorcas:

“Okay,” Dorcas nodded, “You know I’ve always got your back, right?” It was nice to go out with Marlene, they hadn’t seen enough of Lily since she and James had gotten together. Thankfully Marlene wasn’t like that. Dorcas totally understood, Lily had a lot on her plate but still. She missed her best friends. 

“Duh.” She said, rolling her eyes as she knocked their shoulders together. The day she doubted whether or not Dorcas supported her choices was the day the world ended. “Ride or die forever. You, me, and Lils. Speaking of we have to steal her from James.”

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feministdorcas:

“What?” Dorcas frowned, not really getting the reference. Marlene’s classic music references tended to go over her head, “If they’re ever not you’re gonna tell me, right?” 

“I tell you everything.” Marlene said without hesitation. Because she did. Dorcas had been her best friend for as long as she could remember. Plus Marlene kind of sucked at keeping secrets, just in general. She always ended up telling someone and that someone was usually Dorcas. Or Lily.

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feministdorcas:

“When did he even get it?” She had a bit of a hard time imagining someone selling a motorcycle to a teenager. But Sirius had enough money to throw around so that probably made it easier for him, “Whatever that’s not important. So things are okay?” 

“Maybe he pulled a Johnny Cash, got it one piece at a time.” Marlene suggested though she wasn’t really sure whether or not Sirius had the patience for that long of a wait. He’d waited for Remus though, mostly. Kind of. “I think so? Pretty sure.”

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feministdorcas:

“Baby-Oh right, right,” Dorcas rolled her eyes. Sirius could be awfully dramatic about that, “Can he even drive that yet?”  That wasn’t important. They were almost to the pizza place. 

“You know, I’m not actually sure.” Marlene said, thinking it over. He spent an awful lot of time talking about the bike, and fixing the bike, and maintaining the bike, but she couldn’t actually remember ever seeing him ride it yet. Then again her attention usually fell to Pete before Sirius. Maybe she’d just missed it.

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feministdorcas:

“But like… If it was on that’s still kind of a crash isn’t it?” She asked, brow furrowed. Any falling over on a motor cycle usually ended in a lot of pain for everyone involved, “Was Sirius pissed?” 

“Yeah, Peter got banned from ‘Baby’ privileges forever.” She was almost certain that Sirius had almost started crying. They’d sort of scratched up the paint job. The bruises and limping had been worth it just the chance to cling to Peter and then see Sirius’s face.

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feministdorcas:

“Oh god he didn’t crash you or anything, right?” They definitely would have heard about that one. If only because Peter and Marlene would have ended up in the hospital, and because Sirius would never have let them hear the end of it. Peter busting it up and all that.  

“No, we tipped over into the grass at the bottom of the hill.” Marlene said, smiling at the memory. It was a whole lot easier to remember all the reasons she super liked Peter than all the reasons he made her nervous. Also helped she had Dorcas here, who had only ever judged Mar when she really honestly deserved it. “Ended up walking it back up and driving.”

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feministdorcas:

“Fuckboys only like girls who put out,” Dorcas said. If Peter treated her like that Dorcas was going to smack him and kick him in the balls. No one pressured Marlene or took advantage of her on Dorcas’ watch, “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. And if he tries to make you you dump his ass right there.” 

Someday, she wanted to be as sure of things as Dorcas. Her best friend’s stubborn, fierce, protective brand of love made her feel... safe. Which kind of made Marlene sound like a duckling and Dorcas sound like an overprotective farm dog or something, but whatever. “The only time he tried to make me do something I didn’t want to was when he tried to ‘borrow’ Sirius’s motorcycle and take me to the Burger King. I mean, so far at least.”

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feministdorcas:

“What?” Dorcas asked, “You haven’t…. Oh?” They hadn’t had sex yet, well, that wasn’t the most surprising revelation. Marlene would have told her if they had, or at least she thought she would. But they hadn’t yet, “That’s what scares you?”

Marlene scrunched up her face, super glad that it was still cold enough to blame some of the blush on wind chill. Of course Dorcas wouldn’t judge her or anything, hoes before bros forever, but that didn’t stop Mar from feeling really quite silly. “Guys like girls who put out? Pete’s so sweet though and he hasn’t like, brought it up or anything.”

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feministdorcas:

Dorcas frowned, “Are you sure you guys are okay?” Something seemed off with her friend. Dorcas couldn’t help but worry about her friend. It had taken her so long to get with Peter, she had liked him for so long and now she just seemed awkward. 

“Wehaven’thadsexyetandIdon’twanthimtogetboredandleaveme.” She blurted out all that once before realizing what she’d said and turning bright red. That... she had not meant to say that. Well, okay, she’d definitely meant to tell Dorcas because she told Dorcas everything, but she absolutely hadn’t meant to tell her in public.

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feministdorcas:

“Has he done something?” Dorcas asked. Still on their way to pizza, but if she had to she was totally ready to turn this ship around and go fight Peter. Marlene wasn’t necessarily being super reassuring here. 

“What? Oh, oh no! No, he’s lovely, really.” He held her hand in the hallways and kissed her silly when he got the chance and was properly terrified of her mild-mannered ex-Marine father. She really couldn’t have asked for better. They hadn’t really said ‘I love you’ or anything, but sometimes Marlene almost said it before he left for the night. Or when he didn’t leave for the night because they’d both fallen asleep and he had to sneak out.

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feministdorcas:

“What are you talking about? Is there a question about how much he likes you?” Dorcas said, immediately concerned. If Peter was fucking around with Marlene then finding him and kicking in his face was priority number one. No one messed with Marlene or Lily and got away with it on her watch. Even if it might make problems with her friendship with Remus, Sirius, and James Dorcas was not afraid to start something with Peter. 

“I mean, not really? He likes me.” Marlene was super regretting bringing this up. She’d so much rather just go back to talking about pizza. Talking about Peter made her feel... off-kilter somehow. Like she really had no idea how to properly date someone. They hadn’t had sex yet or anything. Not like he didn’t want it, Marlene just... she wasn’t ready for that. What if he’d rather have someone who was?

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feministdorcas:

“No? He wouldn’t even plan something with James or Sirius?” Remus also seemed somewhat unlikely to do that on his own. James and Sirius almost seemed like they would break into a prison just for fun. 

Dorcas shrugged, “We could always just go to Doughfella’s, they do it by the slice don’t they? Or we could get a whole pizza, challenge ourselves.”

Marlene shrugged, chewing on her lower lip. “Suppose that depends on how much he likes me.” Enough to date her, so that definitely meant something. But they hadn’t like... done that much, and wasn’t that a thing kids did in high school? At least she’d met his parents.

“I vote we challenge ourselves. Test our pizza limits.”

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feministdorcas:

“Pretty sure we wouldn’t be, that’s part of the punishment,” Dorcas said, shaking her head, “We’d end up in different jails wouldn’t we?” Honestly she had no idea. Probably should know better, lawyer dad and all but he mostly dealt with Divorce and Family law and shit not with criminal law. 

“Definitely. Definitely pizza.” 

“Ugh, our life of crime just gets worse by the second. I am not built for prison. And Pete’s a total sweetie but I don’t really think he’d break me out.” She really did like Peter but of all the boys in that group, he definitely seemed least like to pull a prison break for a girlfriend. One of the boys, sure. The girlfriend, not so much.

“Do we wanna get take and bake or just order whole pizzas and stare at the people who judge us?”