Tell Me Who!
Title: Tell Me Who! Fandom: Harry Potter Characters: Sirius, James, Remus Summary: Ticklish!James; Sirius has a crush. He won’t ask her out so James devised a plan to “help” his friend. Unfortunately, Sirius shows how grateful he is.
Original Prompt: Aldksokwkermekwksj but what about Sirius having a massive crush on *insert whoever you want* and being too scared to ask them out, so one of the other Marauders asks said crush if they could give Sirius their number in front of Sirius to embarrass him, and it very much working, obviously, but then the crush says yeah and the Marauder is like “see I helped” but of course Sirius tickles them anyway because they deserve it, let’s be honest
A/N: I have six drafts needing to get done and this is the first one and I'm heading down the line. Enjoy! Dedicated to @mattsmithwhovian for she gave me this prompt!!!
It was sorta unusual. Maybe not for normal people, but for one Sirius Black? Crushes were not a thing. He could get any girl he wanted.
But Claudette Sumnters in Ravenclaw was different.
She laughed when he flirted, never flirting back but giving him this soft smile with dimples. She helped him with homework, not giving him the answer but explaining it in a way he understood. She didn't make Sirius feel stupid. She made him feel invincible.
It was a whole new area that Sirius honestly had no idea how to move forward from this point. He likes her a lot. Does he ask her out? What if she says no because of all the other girls he’s been with! What if she is just being nice and doesn't actually like Sirius? He had never had this problem before and went to James for advice.
“Why don't you just ask her, Padfoot?” James said, raising an eyebrow over his glasses. “You’ve done this before.”
“No one has ever made me feel like she does, before,” Padfoot whined, falling from the arm of the chair to halfway in James’ lap. The younger laughed, hand comfortingly tugging on the obviously stressed one’s hair.
“Want me to be there with you?”
“No, because I'm not asking her out!”
Since than, Sirius has been miserable. He was pouty and sulky and it made James upset to see his normally bright, hyper friend so blue. So, what does the leader of the Marauder’s do? Devises a plan to get Sirius his girl. Only he had to do it alone.
Remus didn't want to get involved and Peter was too shy around girls (or really anyone) to do much so it was up to James to fix his friend. He sent a note to Claudette to meet him and Sirius outside the Transfiguration room, their last class of the day, when class was over.
Sirius was surprised to see her waiting and fumbled over his hello. James laughed and grinned at her.
“Thanks for waiting up.”
“What?” Sirius blinked.
“No problem, it sounded important,” Claudette grinned, pushing her long black hair behind her ear, blue brown eyes dancing with amusement.
“It is! Sirius wanted to ask you something,” James stepped back, grinning encouragingly at him.
Bastard, Sirius wanted to say but found himself tongue tied as he stared into Claudette’s expressive eyes. She waited patiently, smiling up at the 6th year. Sirius opened and closed his mouth, his cheeks turning bright red as he realized he looked like an idiot.
“This is where you ask her out,” James mock-whispered, knowing they both heard it quiet clearly. Sirius turned darker, scowling at James while Claudette giggled.
“Sure,” She said.
“Huh?” Sirius gaped, eyes filled with surprise.
“I’ll go out with you,” Claudette clarified. “We have a Hogsmeade weekend coming up. We’ll go out than, okay?”
“Y-Yeah, okay!”
“I have to go, bye James, Sirius,” She waved, leaning up and kissing Sirius on the cheek before walking away. James grinned when Padfoot met his gaze and gave him a thumbs up.
Sirius smiled all the way back to the dorms, so much that his cheeks were starting to hurt. James patted his shoulder, proudly puffing his chest out as they made it to their room, dropping their bags on their respective beds.
“You’re welcome.”
Sirius narrowed his eyes at James and easily wrapped his arms around his younger friend from behind, hands resting on James’ waist. James blinked, slightly confused because this seemed a little weird and was about to ask what was up when ten fingers dug into his sides.
“Wahah-Wahahait! Sihihirius! Whahat the hehehell?!”
“You totally embarrassed me in front of Claudette!”
“Ihihi wahahas juhust tryihihing to hehelp!“ James laughed, squirming in Sirius’ grip. His back was pressed tightly against Black’s chest and those mean fingers kept hitting all the spots on his sensitive torso. Sirius decided James needed to laugh a bit more and started poking and prodding the thin ribs his friend possessed. “NOHOHO!”
“Yeeeees!” Sirius laughed, maneuvering them to the closest bed in the dorm room which happened to be Remus’. He pulled James between his legs and quickly shoved his hands under the younger man’s shirt, tickling the soft skin. “Does this tickle, Prongs?”
“SIHIRIUS! PLEHEHEASE!” James cackled, head thrown back on his friends shoulder. His ribs were easily his worst spot. Sirius ignored him in favor of blowing a loud raspberry on the crook of James’ neck. “EHEHEHAHA!”
“Awww, that’s so adorable!“
One raspberry
Two raspberries
Three raspberries
“UHUHUNCLE UHUNCLE!” James cried. Sirius had changed tactics on his ribs and fluttered down one side all the way to his belly, poking his small innie and with the other he dug hard, massaging the bones and the skin in between. “IHIH CAHAHANT―SIRIUS STOHOHOP!”
Sirius tickled James for a couple more seconds before stopping, keeping his friend (who was more like a little brother to him than his own) on his chest. James panted heavily, cheeks flushed and glasses askew on his face, tiny giggles escaping every now and then.
“Only because she said yes,” Sirius stated. James whined, flinching when Sirius tweaked his sides playfully. “But, thanks.”
“Any-Anything for you, P-Padfoot,” James stuttered as he caught his breath. Sirius hugged James tightly before untangling them.
“C’mon, their gonna think I murdered you.”
“Noooo... I cant move.”
“You’re such a drama queen. Don't make me tickle you down!“
“I‘m up! I’m up! Geez, your so bossy. What does Claudette see in you?”
“Oh that’s it! C’mere!”
“NO! I’M SORRY! IHIHIM SOHOHORRY!”
~Fin~
A/N: Poor James, he never learns lol. Tell me what ya think!