sirius who cried the first time regulus accidentally fell asleep on his shoulder during the potter's Christmas Eve celebration after he finally left grimmauld place and went to live with them too
can you do Severus Snape x Reader but they're married and they go to Grimmauld Place bcs of the Order of Phoenix meeting and Sirius keeps flirting Y/n and Snape had enough
That would be good!!
The Secret, The Flirting, and The Revelation
Severus Snape x Reader
A/n: That would be lovely! I added some plot too yall should read this✨️
Edit: Tell me guys if you want continuation!
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The air inside Number 12 Grimmauld Place was always heavy with dust, old magic and lingering shadows, but tonight it felt even thicker, buzzing with quiet tension and hushed voices. It was another meeting of the Order of the Phoenix. Members were slowly filtering into the drawing room, pulling chairs around the large table covered in maps, papers and plans.
Severus Snape arrived last, his usual dark robes swishing around his ankles, face set in that permanent, unreadable scowl that everyone knew so well. Walking right beside him was you — Y/N. You wore simple but elegant robes, your expression calm and composed, a soft smile touching your lips as you greeted the people you knew.
Nobody in the Order knew you were married to Severus. It was a secret you had guarded fiercely together. Severus’ life was dangerous, his position as a double-agent was precarious, and keeping you hidden, keeping your relationship completely unknown, was the best way to keep you safe. To everyone here, you were simply Y/N — a talented witch, a skilled healer and a valuable new member of the Order who had been recruited only recently. You were just a colleague, nothing more.
Or so they thought.
“Good evening, everyone,” you said gently, taking a seat near the far end of the table, while Severus pulled the chair right next to yours, sitting close enough that his knee brushed yours under the table — a small, invisible touch of comfort and possession that only you felt.
“Evening, Y/N,” Remus Lupin smiled kindly at you, looking tired but warm. “Glad you could make it tonight. It is good to have your insight on the injuries and curses our members are facing.”
“Thank you, Remus. I am happy to help however I can,” you replied.
Molly Weasley bustled around the room, handing out tea and biscuits. “Here you go, dear,” she said, placing a cup in front of you. “You look a little pale, are you eating enough? You must look after yourself, you know!”
“I am perfectly fine, Molly, thank you,” you laughed softly.
Arthur Weasley nodded at you from across the table. “Always good to see you, Y/N. Hope we aren’t keeping you too late.”
“Not at all, Arthur.”
Nymphadora Tonks leaned over from her seat, her hair a bright bubblegum pink today, grinning widely. “You’re looking lovely as always, Y/N! Honestly, how do you manage to look so fresh when we’re all feeling like we’ve been dragged through a thorn bush backwards?”
“Practice, Tonks, lots of practice,” you winked playfully at her.
Kingsley Shacklebolt gave you a small, respectful nod. “Your reports on the movement of Death Eater activity have been very helpful. Excellent work.”
Before you could reply, a voice rang out from the armchair near the fireplace — lazy, deep and dripping with charm.
“Well, well… if it isn’t the most beautiful witch in all of London walking into this gloomy old house. I thought the sun had come inside for a moment.”
You froze slightly, turning your head to see Sirius Black leaning back comfortably, one leg crossed over the other, dark eyes fixed entirely on you, a crooked, roguish smirk on his face.
Everyone knew Sirius was free-spirited, charismatic and loved banter, but this was different. This was obvious, shameless flirting.
You gave him a polite, tight smile, shifting slightly in your seat. “Good evening, Sirius.”
“‘Good evening’?” Sirius chuckled, standing up and strolling casually toward your side of the table, ignoring the sharp glare Severus was sending his way. “That is far too formal for someone like you and me, don’t you think? You should call me Sirius. Or perhaps ‘handsome’, or ‘charming’, whichever you prefer.”
Remus sighed, rolling his eyes. “Sirius, behave yourself. Leave her alone.”
“I am just being friendly, Moony!” Sirius grinned, pulling a chair and dragging it right next to yours, sitting far closer than necessary. “Can’t a man appreciate beauty when he sees it? Y/N, you look absolutely radiant tonight. Honestly, being stuck in this house full of gloomy people must be torture for someone like you. You should let me take you out for a drink sometime, somewhere much nicer than this.”
“Sirius, please,” you laughed awkwardly, feeling heat creep up your neck. “I am quite alright, thank you.”
Severus remained silent beside you, but you felt the air around him drop several degrees colder. His jaw was clenched tight, his fingers gripping the edge of the table hard enough to turn knuckles white. He hated this. He hated Sirius looking at you like you were something to be won, hated him speaking to you with that familiar, flirty tone, hated that he couldn’t slam his fist on the table and shout She is mine right here and now. But he couldn’t. Not yet. Not without exposing everything you had worked so hard to protect.
The meeting continued for nearly two hours. Plans were discussed, reports were given, dangers were weighed. But throughout every single minute of it, Sirius did not stop. He leaned toward you whenever he spoke, whispered silly jokes that were clearly meant only for you, brushed his arm against yours ‘accidentally’, complimented your intelligence, your skill, your hair, your eyes.
You were becoming more and more uncomfortable, shrinking away from him, your smiles becoming thinner and more forced. You kept glancing at Severus, silently pleading with your eyes, Do something, please, I don’t like this.
Severus saw every single glance, every flinch, every time you pulled yourself away. His patience, already paper-thin where Sirius Black was concerned, was snapping completely.
When the meeting finally ended, it was decided everyone would stay for dinner. The younger members — Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred, George and Ginny — had been waiting in the kitchen, and now they all trooped into the dining room to join the adults.
“Dinner is ready!” Molly called out, carrying huge bowls of food. “Everyone take your seats!”
You moved to sit next to Severus, naturally, but Sirius swiftly pulled out the chair right next to yours and sat down before you could, grinning triumphantly. Harry, Ron and Hermione sat opposite you, while the twins, Ginny and Remus sat nearby.
“Perfect,” Sirius said happily, leaning his elbow on the table so he was facing you completely. “Now I have you all to myself for the whole meal. You know Y/N, I have been thinking… you seem far too quiet and reserved to be hanging around people like him,” — he jerked his head dismissively toward Severus, who sat on your other side, looking like he was about to explode — “always looking so miserable and dark. You should spend more time with people who know how to have fun! Like me! James would have loved you, you know. You remind me so much of the kind of girls we used to chase back in school — pretty, smart, way too good for the blokes they usually end up with.”
Ron snickered behind his hand. “He’s got a point there, honestly. Snape looks like he drinks vinegar for breakfast.”
“Ron!” Hermione scolded, though she was trying very hard not to laugh herself. “Don’t be rude!”
“Well it’s true!” Fred chimed in, grinning widely. “Face it, Y/N, you’re way too cool to be hanging around old Snivellus!”
George nodded eagerly. “Exactly! Come join the fun side! Sirius is right, you’d have a much better time with us!”
Harry watched everything with curious green eyes, glancing between you, Sirius and Snape. He noticed how uncomfortable you looked, how you kept twisting your hands in your lap, how you leaned away from Sirius every time he leaned closer.
“Sirius, really, that is enough,” Remus said firmly, shaking his head. “You are making her uncomfortable.”
“I am just complimenting her!” Sirius laughed loudly, reaching out and lightly touching your hand resting on the table. “Can you blame me? She is absolutely—”
That was it. That small touch on your hand was the final straw.
Before Sirius could finish his sentence, Severus slammed his hand hard onto the wooden table, making plates, glasses and cutlery jump and rattle loudly. The sound echoed through the room instantly, silencing everyone. Every single pair of eyes turned toward him.
Severus stood up slowly, towering over the table, his face terrifyingly dark, black eyes blazing with absolute fury, voice low, sharp and deadly.
“Take your hands off her, Black. Now.”
Sirius blinked, looking amused rather than intimidated. “Whoa, calm down, Snivellus! I was just having a nice conversation with Y/N. Mind your own business, won’t you?”
“Everything regarding Y/N is my business,” Severus hissed, leaning forward slightly, his voice raising just enough so everyone could hear clearly. “Because you have been shamelessly, annoyingly and foolishly flirting… with my wife.”
Complete and utter silence fell over the room. You could hear a pin drop.
Molly froze with a spoonful of potatoes halfway to her mouth. Arthur dropped his fork. Remus’ eyes went wide as saucers. Tonks gasped loudly, her hair turning bright red instantly. Kingsley raised both eyebrows in absolute shock.
The children reacted even more dramatically.
“WHAT?!” Ron shrieked so loud his voice cracked, his face turning the colour of a tomato. “Snape has a WIFE?!”
“NO BLOODY WAY!” Fred yelled, looking like someone had just told him pigs could fly.
“MERLIN’S BEARD!” George finished, eyes bulging out of his head.
Harry stared between you and Severus, mouth hanging completely open. “You… you two are married?”
Hermione grabbed Ron’s arm tightly, eyes shining with excitement and shock. “Oh my goodness! That explains everything! All those little looks and touches I noticed but thought I was imagining!”
Ginny grinned broadly. “Well I never would have guessed in a million years!”
For a second, everyone was too stunned to speak. Then slowly, the shock turned into bright, happy smiles.
“Oh Severus!” Molly beamed, wiping happy tears from her eyes. “That is wonderful news! Truly wonderful! Oh my goodness, you kept that hidden well didn’t you?!”
“I must say,” Arthur smiled warmly, “I never would have put the two of you together, but… it actually makes perfect sense. You balance each other beautifully.”
Remus smiled widely, shaking his head in disbelief. “Well, that certainly explains why you looked like you wanted to murder me once when I held the door open for her. I always wondered why you glared so fiercely.”
Tonks practically bounced in her seat. “This is the best thing I have heard all year! Oh Y/N! You lucky thing! Though I still cannot believe you managed to tame him of all people!”
Kingsley gave a deep, rumbling laugh. “A well-kept secret indeed. Congratulations to you both.”
But Sirius Black — Sirius was completely stunned. He sat there staring at Severus for several long seconds, mouth slightly open, looking utterly gobsmacked. Then suddenly, he threw his head back and laughed — loud, roaring, mocking laughter that bounced off the walls.
“HA! HA HA HA!”
Everyone turned to look at him, confused. Sirius wiped tears of laughter from his eyes, pointing his finger right at Severus.
“Oh this is absolutely brilliant! This is the best joke I have heard in years! You? Married to her? The beautiful, kind, clever Y/N is married to you? To old sour-faced, greasy-haired, miserable Snivellus?! Who in their right mind would ever choose you?! Who even wants you?! Merlin’s beard, Y/N, you poor thing! You must have lost your mind or been under a very strong Confundus Charm! How could you possibly stand him? He is nasty, bitter, cruel, boring, obsessed with the Dark Arts, he smells like dungeon and potions ingredients, and honestly, Severus, let us be real — nobody likes you! You are the most unpleasant man I have ever met in my life! You really think someone like her would actually want to be your wife, let alone—”
“THAT IS ENOUGH!”
Your voice rang out loud, clear and sharp, cutting straight through Sirius’ cruel words and laughter. You stood up from your chair, turning fully toward Sirius, your face calm but absolutely fierce, eyes blazing with protective fire. Everyone went quiet again instantly.
“How dare you speak about him like that,” you said, your voice shaking slightly with emotion but completely firm and unyielding. “You think you know him? You think you know anything about the man I love? You see the surface, you see what he chooses to show the world — because he has to, because it keeps everyone safe, because he sacrifices every single piece of his own happiness, his own reputation, his own comfort to protect people like you, people like Harry, people like all of us sitting right here in this room! You call him miserable? You call him cruel? He is the kindest, most loyal, most loving man I have ever known! He works harder, suffers more and gives more of himself than anyone here could even imagine!”
You paused, taking a deep breath, glancing sideways at Severus who was staring at you completely stunned, completely frozen, looking at you like you were the only thing in the whole world.
You turned your gaze back to Sirius, and then you smiled — a soft, glowing, radiant smile that made everyone’s breath catch. You placed one hand gently, proudly over your stomach.
“And you want to know why I chose him? Why I love him so much? Why I am proud to be his wife?” Your voice softened, turning warm and tender, loud enough for every single person in the room to hear clearly. “Because… I am carrying his child. Our baby. And there is absolutely no one else in this entire world I would rather raise a family with than Severus Snape.”
The silence that followed was different this time. It wasn’t shock. It was awe.
Severus stood frozen beside you. He heard your words, he processed them slowly — carrying his child… our baby… His brain simply stopped working for a moment. He stared down at your hand resting gently over your stomach, then up to your beautiful face, and slowly, slowly, his usual mask of coldness, of scowls and bitterness, completely shattered and fell away.
His dark eyes went wide, shining bright with pure, unfiltered happiness, shock, overwhelming love and joy. His pale face flushed with colour, his lips parted slightly, and then — the most impossible, beautiful thing happened.
Severus Snape smiled. A real, genuine, soft, bright smile that reached his eyes, crinkling the corners, full of so much happiness it looked like it hurt him a little. He looked absolutely radiant, completely transformed, looking at you as if you had hung the stars and moon just for him.
Everyone saw it. Everyone saw that expression.
“OH MY GOODNESS!” Molly squealed, bursting into happy tears again, clapping her hands together. “A BABY! SEVERUS AND Y/N ARE HAVING A BABY! THIS IS MAGNIFICENT!”
“This is the best news ever!” Arthur beamed, looking genuinely delighted.
Remus was grinning from ear to ear, looking between you and Severus, completely overcome with happiness. “Severus… honestly… congratulations. Truly.”
Tonks screamed happily, her hair turning gold and sparkling bright. “I KNEW IT! I KNEW YOU WERE PERFECT FOR EACH OTHER! LOOK AT HIM! LOOK HOW HAPPY HE IS! I HAVE NEVER SEEN HIM LOOK LIKE THIS IN MY LIFE!”
Kingsley nodded slowly, smiling broadly. “This is wonderful news indeed. The Order needs more hope, and new life is the best hope there is.”
Even the children were absolutely thrilled.
“WHOA!” Harry grinned widely, his eyes sparkling. “I never thought I’d see Professor Snape look that happy! Ever!”
“HE LOOKS LIKE HE COULD BURST!” Ron laughed loudly, forgetting completely he had ever disliked the man. “Bloody hell, he actually looks… nice!”
“THIS IS LEGENDARY!” Fred cheered.
“ABSOLUTELY BRILLIANT!” George yelled. “WE ARE GOING TO BE THE BEST UNCLES EVER!”
“I call godmother!” Ginny shouted instantly, raising her hand.
Hermione smiled softly, her heart warm. “This is beautiful. Truly beautiful.”
Even Sirius Black — finally shut up and silenced completely — looked from you to Severus, seeing the pure, overwhelming love shining clearly between you two, seeing how happy Severus was, seeing the fierce way you defended him, and slowly, the arrogance and mockery faded completely from his face. He looked stunned, humbled, and then finally, a genuine, crooked smile tugged at his mouth.
“Alright, alright…” Sirius held both hands up in surrender, shaking his head, looking genuinely sorry and impressed. “Okay… I stand corrected. Merlin… I really, truly did not see that coming. You… you really are something else, Y/N. To love him like that, to defend him like that… and carrying his child? I… I apologise. Truly. I was an idiot. I didn’t know. And… honestly? You two look good together. He looks like a completely different man.”
Severus didn’t even look at Sirius. He didn’t care about Sirius anymore. He didn’t care about anything else in the room. He reached out, his hands shaking slightly, and wrapped his arms tight around your waist, pulling you gently but firmly right against him, resting one hand tenderly over yours resting on your stomach, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to your forehead.
“You are pregnant?” he whispered against your skin, voice thick and rough with emotion, sounding breathless and incredibly happy. “We are going to have a child?”
“Yes, Sev,” you smiled up at him, reaching up to cup his face gently. “We are going to be a family.”
He closed his eyes for a second, breathing deeply, holding you like you were the most precious thing in existence, and when he opened them again, they were filled with nothing but love.
“I love you so much,” he murmured. “More than words can say.”
“I love you too,” you replied softly.
Around you, the whole room was filled with laughter, cheers, congratulations and happiness. The secret was out. Everyone knew. And looking around at all the smiling faces, hearing everyone’s genuine joy, Severus realised for the first time… maybe keeping you hidden wasn’t necessary anymore. Maybe, finally, everyone could know exactly how lucky he was.
At first, Sirius is Walburga and Orion's favourite child. Regulus really is just a spare. Up until Sirius gets sorted into gryffindor. Walburga takes her disappointment and anger out on Regulus. Orion is so angry, he doesn't talk for days.
Shame, really. Sirius is the one who has the qualities of a proper heir. He's dominant, confident, he has charm. Not Regulus. Regulus is not heir potential. He's quiet, he cries, he gets messy when he eats. He wasn't ever meant to be a heir, Walburga thinks.
So she spends that whole year with Sirius away trying to make an heir out of him. At every minor mistake, he gets beat. And when Sirius gets back from Hogwarts that year, he thinks Regulus grew to hate him like the rest of them. That's why he thinks Regulus is like the rest of them.
Regulus plans on telling him that that's not true over the summer, but Walburga uses legilimency and then forbids him from talking to Sirius.
Orion watches all of it. Maybe he should've ran when he was young. This really isn't ideal.
At Hogwarts, when Regulus gets sorted into Slytherin, that just proves that Regulus is like the rest of them, Sirius thinks. Regulus begins to think it too.
They have an off and on relationship at Hogwarts. Mostly off.
Sirius and Regulus Black stopped talking altogether after Regulus got the mark. Deep down, he didn't want to. Walburga knew that, obviously she did. Her favourite spell. So she started being even more cruel to him. Orion too. The mark made Regulus lose all hope in ever being on good terms with his brother.
Rgeulus Black screams. Nobody hears him, he's underwater. Not Barty, not Evan, not Sirius. He doesn't know why he's surprised. Even if Sirius did hear him, he doubts he'd try to help. That's what Regulus deserves, he thinks.
Regulus Black is dead. When Sirius hears, a small part of him dies. He tries to pretend it's fine. It's not. His brother's gone and he can't come back. Barty Crouch jr is the person who tells him. Sirius doesn't think he's ever seen him weep before.
Sirius Black is dying. He's falling through that damn veil. Images flash before his eyes. James, Remus, Mary, his friends. And in the final moment, between life and death, he thinks he hears Regulus laughing.
Sirius Black is dead. Regulus Black is dead. They could've been great together. A wasted opportunity.
You can't force the stars to align when they've already died.
