#blackmeadowes

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she told me that I’d inherit the earth. “and what about you?” I had rolled my head sideways to look over at her. she hadn’t done the same, had only smiled and breathed out softly.

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ship aesthetics: sirius black and dorcas meadowes “After we first slept together, I was high off you for three days. It’s been two days since I slept with someone else, and I’m still waiting for that high to start.”

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Rebel Rebel

Dorcas Meadowes had pulled the blinds shut in the stuffy flat hours ago in a desperate attempt to keep the hot sunlight out. The tiny window air conditioning unit had sputtered out its last gasp of life only moments before and the sun wasn't due to set for at least another half hour, at which point she would pull up the shades and fling open the windows to let the cooler London night breeze through the place.

Back in the kitchen, she pulled two cold beers from the fridge, thinking that Sirius would be home any moment and she wouldn't have to drink along. She popped the cap off and raised the bottle to her lips, nearly sighing as the cold glass touched her lips and the cold liquid nearly sent shivers down her body. She moved to the record player, flipping through a few of the older records that hadn't been touched recently, settling finally on Diamond Dogs. With a smirk at the tiny act of rebellion, she turned on the B side first, keeping the volume just low enough so that the music seemed to hang in the heavy air throughout the room.

  She moved back, the sway of her hips beginning to come out with the music as she took another gulp of beer. Another step and she bumped her bare calf into the coffee table. She opened her eyes, not knowing when she had closed them and found the room was completely dark.

  "Yes," she whispered, downing the rest of the bottle and making a beeline to the nearest window. She pulled the blinds up and opened the window, then another and another, until a breeze began to drift through the flat and Doe let out a sigh of relief. Of course Sirius wasn't home yet, and it would be a damn shame to let that beer get warm. She moved back to the kitchen and popped the top off the second bottle before walking back to the record player and flipping the album over.

  It had been too hot to eat since that morning, and the empty stomach was already affecting Doe as she turned the music up a bit louder and danced a bit more wildly. She alternated sips of the now lukewarm beer with badly belting out the lyrics along with David Bowie. She danced on, swaying her hips and moving her arms above her head with eyes closed tightly, not hearing the door open behind her, or the soft chuckle and foot steps moving behind her. She did, however, feel the hand on her waist and she spun around quickly, raising the now empty beer bottle as a weapon to break over the head of the intruder.

  Sirius caught her wrist in his hand with a smirk across his face. "Honey, I'm home."

  Doe rolled her eyes at him and lightly shoved him away. "You're lucky I didn't curse you."

  "Mmm, yeah I'm lucky you're wearing nothing but your knickers and my t-shirt. Where exactly would you even keep your wand, Dork?"

  "Oh, shut it. You're late. I drank your beer."

  "Noticed that too." He leaned in and kissed her cheek lightly before slapping her arse with a laugh. "I'll get another."

  "Prat," she shouted over her shoulder, but smiled to herself as she spun around again, continuing her little dance across the living room floor. The steady beat of Rebel, Rebel began echoing across the flat.

Hey babe, your hair's alright

She spun back around just as Sirius entered the room, smirking at him and ruffling her hair out of it's loose ponytail.

Hey babe, let's go out tonight

She strutted back across the room, locking eyes with him as she moved.

You like me, and I like it all

She pointed at him, her face splitting into a grin as she stepped in front of him. She grabbed the beer from his hand, taking a swig and moving backwards slowly.

We like dancing and we look divine

She grabbed his hand and pulled him with her.

You love bands when they're playing hard

She shimmied her shoulders towards him.

You want more and you want it fast

She raised a challenging brow at him.

They put you down, they say I'm wrong

You tacky thing, you put them on

He spun her around and pulled her close, his arm tight around her waist as she pressed against him.

Rebel Rebel, you've torn your dress

Rebel Rebel, your face is a mess

Rebel Rebel, how could they know?

They moved to the music, no longer in time with the beat but rocking to their own rhythm as he swayed with her.

He leaned close to her face and whispered,

Hot tramp, I love you so!

Doe let out a peal of giggles, leaning up to kiss him hard against the lips while he used his arm that was already around her waist to lift her up. Doe wrapped her legs around his body while he kissed her hungrily back, depositing the empty beer bottle on the table as walked her back to the bedroom. 

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How's your dad, Dorky?

He's okay. We brought him home last night finally, and thanks to the potions they've given him and the guilt he laid on my mum about having good food for his recovery period, he's actually doing surprisingly well. Wish I had a camera so I could capture these moments and use them against him in the future. 

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And Baby Makes Three, Part 3 || AU Jarfish

“Matt told you guys to come over, didn’t he?” Doe stood at the doorway to the kitchen, hand hand on her swollen belly and the other resting on her hips in what may have once been a threatening manner but was now just comical.

“What? We can’t just want to spend time with our best mate?” Megan smirked at her before walking into the kitchen and pulling a piece of chocolate from the bowl Doe kept hidden behind the salad bowls in one of the cabinets.

“Oi! Put that back!”

Sirius came up to Doe, openly staring at her belly. “Good Godric, Jarvis was right. You’re about to burst.” Doe reached out and smacked him against the side of his head.

“I knew he asked you to come watch me, that prat.” She moved back to the kitchen counter, picking up the bowl of chocolate batter and pouring it into the muffin tins before placing them in the oven. “You don’t get any of these though, sorry. They’re for me.” She turned back to look at them as she licked the chocolate off the spoon.

“Greedy cow,” muttered Sirius. The spoon flew out of Doe’s hand and towards his head at the same time that Megan leaned over to smack him. “Matt owes me for putting up with the pair of you right now.”

Doe waddled over to the kitchen table and slid into one of the open chairs, resting her hand on her belly. She let out a deep breath she hadn’t realized she was holding and finally relaxed enough to enjoy her mates’ company. It wasn’t long before the three of them were laughing just like the days they’d spent in the Gryffindor common room at school. Hearing the timer go off on the stove, Doe stood up as Sirius told some absurd joke that she would never actually be able to remember from that point forward, because at the exact moment that she began to laugh, her water also broke.

“Did you just pee yourself, Dorcas?” Sirius asked, laughing in disgust as he lifted his feet from the floor.

“No!” Doe let out a loud wail. “Megan!”

“Her water broke, you idiot. Owl Matt right now. We have to get her to St. Mungo’s.” Megan rushed forward and wrapped an arm around her best mate to help support her as they made their way slowly into the living room and out the front door. Sirius merely stood there in complete shock until Doe’s voice echoing from the yard woke him.

“Get the muffins out of the oven!” And then he heard a loud pop followed by silence. His best mate was having a baby and he couldn’t move. He shook his head, pointed his wand at the oven to turn it off, leaving the muffins inside as he ran to the fireplace, flooing immediately to the auror office at the Ministry.

By the time Doe arrived at St. Mungo’s, Megan had flown into action, bossing around a few Healers until they found themselves in a private room with Doe already laying in the bed. “Where’s Matt?!” she cried, a bit more loudly than she intended to as another wave of contractions passed over her. “I need him. Where is he?”

“Doe, don’t worry. Sirius is getting him. He’ll be here soon, I promise.” She stood beside the bed, holding Doe’s hand tightly in one hand and brushing the hair back from her face. If Matt didn’t get here soon, Megan would kill him. She sat quietly and patiently with her mate as more time and contractions passed, each time getting a bit closer together.

“Megan, I can’t do this without him,” cried Doe after a particularly painful one.

“I know, Doey. He’ll be here any minute.”

And for the first time all afternoon, she was telling the truth because the door swung open just a moment later and in came Matt, his hair a mess and clothes slightly disheveled. His eyes fell on his wife immediately and he was across the room in two seconds, leaning over her to press his lips against hers as he cupped her cheek with his hand. With a smile, Megan slipped out of the room, leaving the two parents-to-be alone together.

“Hi,” he whispered as he held her gaze, his fingers tracing her cheeks and pushing her hair out of the way.

“You’re late,” she said with a tiny smile, her eyes already tired as she sought his hand with hers. Another contraction and Doe was letting out a loud cry of pain, squeezing Matt’s hand tightly in hers. He held her gaze, doing all he could to guide her through the pain. “That’s it, love. You can do this.” She nodded her head and repeating his words in her mind every time another contraction wracked through her body.

For hours the two of them sat waiting for the healers to come back and tell them it was time, and Doe was growing tired and frustrated with each passing minute. Healers finally descended upon them but the only thing Doe could focus on was Matt beside her. With each push came a loud cry, her hair damp with perspiration and her fingers white from clutching at her husband’s hand. She fell back against the bed, shaking her head up at Matt as the healers moved around her doing Merlin knows what. “I can’t do it. I can’t, Matt.”

Nodding his head at her with a small smile, he leaned down to her so that his face was level with hers. “Yes you can. You can do this, Doe, just like you’ve done everything else in your life.” He kissed her temple and helped pull her back up, sitting on the edge of the bed with his arm wrapped around her shoulder. “One more, Doe. One more and we meet our baby.”

She nodded her head and on the command of the healer, gave one final push and heard the loud cry of a baby mixing with her own. She let out a loud gasp as she looked up at Matt who was smiling widely at her, his eyes flickering to the healer who was bundling up their newborn. “Would you like to meet your son?”

“A boy?” Doe asked softly.

“A boy,” replied the healer as she walked around the bed and placed the little bundle in her arms. “Mr. and Mrs. Jarvis, I’d like to introduce you to your son.”

Doe looked down into his face, his chubby little cheeks and eyes closed in a peaceful slumber. “He’s so tiny,” she whispered, lifting one hand to hold in her own. She couldn’t believe it, this little boy that she’d just brought into the world. Matt leaned down to gently kiss her temple, whispering against her ear, “you did amazing, Doe.”

She lifted her head to smile at him, her face revealing her complete happiness. “You want to hold him?” She could see in his face how happy he was as she passed their child into his arms. He was a natural, gingerly cradling his son in his hands. The smile spread across her face, mirroring that of her husband’s. “He looks just like you,” she whispered. “Just like his daddy.” Matt’s face broke into a beautiful smile and Doe tugged on the sleeve of his shirt to pull him down for a kiss.

Matt passed their baby back to Doe, wrapping his arm around her shoulders as he settled back against the pillows with her. “Almost as beautiful as his mum.”

Doe only had eyes for her son as she lifted up one of his tiny hands in her own. “What should we name him?” She didn’t even look up; she couldn’t manage to break her gaze from his face.

“Steven,” Matt said without a moment’s pause. “After your dad. There’s no better name.”

Doe looked up quickly, her eyes wide and her lips trembled as she fought back tears. There was only one thing that could taint this memory and it was the fact that Doe’s father would never meet his grandson. Which is why Matt’s suggestion touched her so much and she felt one small tear fall down her cheek as she nodded her head. “Steven.”

Matt smiled down at his wife and son, sinking back on to the pillows and urging Doe to relax; she deserved it. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” she whispered, her eyes closing as sleep finally overtook her. Matt wrapped his arms around the pair of them, eyes locked on baby Steven and a smile permanently etched on his face.

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Sirius Black, if you don't come collect Frodo from me right now, you'll never see him again because I'll be stealing him.

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Little Darling, it Feels Like Years Since it's Been Clear II Sirius and Doe

Sirius didn’t waste any time or faff about when he dragged himself out of the Hospital Wing for only the second time since he had carried Doe there. He hadn’t wanted to leave at all, but the first time Pomfrey had insisted he go and take a shower for hygiene reasons, and now he was starving, and with everyone in class there was no one to bring him any. Telling Matt, who had also refused to leave Doe’s side, making for a slightly awkward week, he would be back in ten minutes, he hurriedly left the room, making his way down to the kitchen at a jog. The further away from the Hospital Wing he got, the more panicked he felt; after the magnitude of the attack on his best friend he couldn’t bear to be away from her in case something happened. He was in and out of the kitchens in mere minutes, just taking anything the House Elves had lying around, not wanting to waste time having something made, and was on his way back to Doe. 

Having gotten his food quickly, Sirius slowed down a little on the way back, giving himself time to get some fresh air, stretch his legs and take the time to process what had happened. It had been an exhausting week for him, for many reasons, but mostly because he was struggling to sleep at night; the chair he had taken command of was not particularly comfortable, but he also couldn’t close his eyes without seeing Doe lying there, covered in blood. Visions of her in a state swarmed in his head when he tried and he would wake up in a cold sweat convinced she was dead. Eventually he gave up trying, instead staying awake staring at the wall, his eyes itchy from tiredness. The anger he had felt when he and Megan had found Doe was still ever present, the urge to hold someone accountable, to make someone hurt as much as she had been, and he spent his wakeful nights thinking about who it could have been and what he would like to do to them. It seemed to give him adrenaline, to keep him awake so he wouldn’t have to face the painful visions. 

Finally arriving back at the Hospital Wing, Sirius pushed the door open, calling to Matt before he had a chance to glance around. “I got some leftover food from breakfast, d’you want some?” He didn’t like the boy, but he was probably as hungry as Sirius was, having not left either to get breakfast that morning. When no reply came, Sirius walked over to Doe’s bed, pulling open the curtain that gave her some privacy from students who wanted to catch a glimpse of the injured girl. His heart stopped for a moment when he saw her bed was empty and that Matt was gone; he whipped his head around, dropping his food on her bed, and when he still didn’t spot her, ran over to the bathroom to see if they were there. His hands reached up to his hair, which he tugged in frustration when they weren’t there either. He thought about calling for Pomfrey, but didn’t as he knew exactly what must have happened; Doe had woken up and Matt had busted her out of the place. His anger surged at this, at himself and at Matt and Doe. He hadn’t been there for Doe when she woke up, and she shouldn’t have gone anywhere; she needed rest. As for Matt, it seemed to him that it was rather selfish on his part that he had whisked Doe off so quickly when Sirius had sat by her side day and night. Just as he decided to go and look for them  – Ravenclaw tower was his best bet – the door opened and Doe walked back in, looking absolutely awful and unsteady on her feet.

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In Her Wildest Dreams || Closed

"Good night for a smoke, eh?"

Dorcas spun around at the sound of Sirius's voice. "What are you wearing?" she asked through peals of laughter, pointing at his funny clothes and hairy feet.

"Speak for yourself, Dorky." She looked down at herself realizing she too was dressed as a hobbit, complete with hairy feet and all. "What are we doing here?"

"Dispense with the logic, dummy, and come sit with me." Dorcas felt herself pulled to the ground beside Sirius before he passed her a pipe. Without thinking she raised it to her lips, as hobbits are known to do, and relaxed against the grassy hill on which they sat. She flinched as fireworks went off in the distance, the bright sparks too familiar and too startling all at the same time. "Tell me that's Gandalf. Or Dumbledore, right? Merlin, they probably get into trouble together all the time." It was quiet. "Sirius?" she asked as she turned her head and saw him passed out beside her. "Tosser," she said with a laugh as she rolled back to look at the sky again.

"Dorcas."

"Ha! I knew you weren't sleeping." She shoved Sirius's arm but then she realized he hadn't moved, nor had he spoke.

"Doe, you've got to come back."

"But I'm right here! I haven't gone anywhere. We're in the Shire! The Shire, Sirius!"

"Please."

"I don't understand. You're scaring me. I'm right here!" she shook her head in confusion, grabbing his arm as he continued to lay motionless beside her. "I'm right here."

And just as suddenly as he had fallen asleep, Sirius woke up with a goofy smile on his face. "Of course you are." He said with a smirk, "Where else would you be?" He wrapped an arm around her shoulder, almost instantly calming her nerves as they stared back up into the sky over their beloved Shire.