Fluff 🎀 ; light Angst 🧸 ; deep heavy ANGST 🌹; drabble 🪐 ; one shots 🤎 ; Series 🌷 ; Silly 🦇 ; suggestive ✨
⯎ Lily Evans
"Walk them like a dog, sis" 🎀 🦇 ✨
↳The Marauders and the Slytherin Skittles wage constant prank wars, dragging you and Lily into their chaos. Fed up, you and Lily secretly team up, luring both groups into the Room of Requirement and trapping them without wands.
⯎ Jegulus
Looks like i have been crying again over the same thing 🪐 🌹 ✨
↳ You have finally move on from Regulus Black (or have you....?) , now you are in a happy relationship with the infamous James Potter , and life has finally been looking up , so what happens when you find out you boyfriends has been hooking up with your ex?
I have loved you both for so long it feels like a part of my soul 🌹✨ 🎀
↳ you accidentally discovers James and Regulus together and believes you are just a joke to them, you decide to avoided them at all cost which only leads to them becoming restless and worried about you and thinking that you hate them.
⯎ Jegulily
Our boy friends are idiots but we love them 🎀 🦇 🤎
↳ You, Lily, James, and Regulus are happily tangled in a soft, chaotic poly relationship — but sometimes, the boys are a bit too much. So you and Lily sneak off for a spontaneous girls’ day in Hogsmeade, laughing, shopping, and finally resting without all the noise.
⯎ Wolfstar
Green isn't always envy 🌹 🦋 🤎
↳ A Slytherin girl is pulled into a moment of intimacy with Sirius Black and Remus Lupin, only to be left feeling ignored, used, and hurt when things return to normal. When a prank meant to get her attention goes wrong, the truth finally breaks open, forcing both boys to confront the damage they caused.
The Way They Look at Each Other 🎀 🦇 🤎
↳You’re not part of their world. Not a Marauder, not even a friend orbiting close enough to catch their secrets. But somehow, you keep stumbling across them — Sirius and Remus, hopelessly in love in the quiet corners of Hogwarts. Every smile, every brush of hands, every stolen kiss makes your heart squeeze until you’re fit to burst. You’re not jealous. Not even close. You’re their biggest fan, their fiercest defender when the world sneers, their silent witness who lives for the way they look at each other.
Evanesce 🎀 🧸 🪐
↳ Angst: Reader fears they’re just a distraction, that when Sirius/Remus are together, they fade into the background. Comfort: The boys making sure the reader knows they complete the bond.
Edged of Desire 🧸 ✨ 🤎
↳You thought walking away from Remus would protect your heart. But two weeks later, you find him in Sirius’s arms—and suddenly the Marauders’ dormitory is a battlefield of heat, tension, and impossible desire. Caught between Sirius’s teasing fire and Remus’s desperate claim, you can’t look away, can’t decide, and can’t resist. Some boundaries are meant to be crossed… but can you survive the storm that refuses to let you go?
⯎ Moonwater
At the same damn time 🧸 🦋 🤎
↳ In the heated chaos of a Quidditch afterparty, you find yourself caught between Remus Lupin's steady, possessive affection and Regulus Black's intense, harsh dominance. What begins as a slow, rivalrous tug-of-war escalates into a frenzied battle of touches and thrusts, their hard cocks fighting for your attention amid rough fingering and grinding.
⯎The Black Brothers
When you accidentally speak it into existence 🎀 🦇 ✨
↳A late-night truth-or-dare turns dangerous when Lily’s cheeky question lures unexpected eavesdroppers—the Black brothers—outside her window, turning the game into a chaotic mix of teasing, scandal, and shivers.
⯎ Rosekiller
Dark Dealing of the hearts 🧸 🤎 ✨
↳ A bet between Evan Rosier and Barty Crouch Jr. to seduce you spirals into obsession, possession, and a dangerous dark romance — because in the end, the game was never yours to win.
marlene mckinnon x f!reader
includes: smut, oral (reader receiving), cheating, dorcas slander (kind of?) for the sake of the story
You should’ve known better than to come to one of these parties, especially after going through a particularly messy break up with your girlfriend, well, ex, Marlene, a little over a week ago. James and Sirius have been begging you all week, and you couldn't really resist when they bribed you with chocolate frogs and butterbeer.
So now, here you are, sitting on the floor, watching the bottle in the center of the circle spin. And land on Marlene. (Because who else would it land on?)
"Ohhh, this is gonna be good." Someone whistles.
You just stare at the empty bottle, unable to lift your gaze as heat rises to your cheeks. Great, just great.
"Mckinnon, what’s your girl gonna say?"
And that’s the worst part. She has a girlfriend already. What was her name again? Dorcas or something, you weren't entirely sure but you had seen Marlene standing wayyyyy too close to some tan and tall girl in the great hall.
Sirius grins. "Fourteen minutes for the lovebirds."
"Padfoot," You huff, glaring at him. "It's seven."
"Nah," James smirks. "You two get double."
"I’m not doing this." You exhale sharply.
Before you can argue any, someone yanks open the door to the janitor's closet, pushing you both inside. The door slams shut, trapping you in the surprisingly dim light of the room.
It was small and looked basically abandoned. There was, besides the supply shelf, a single chair in the corner of the room, nothing else besides the seemingly cheap light bulb barely emitting light.
Since you were the first one to walk, technically, be pushed, inside, you wasted no time in plopping down in the chair and crossing both arms and legs as you look up towards Marlene.
She was already staring down at you when your gaze reached her oh so pretty face. Her arms were also crossed, one finger tapping against her arm for whatever reason.
"Missed me yet?" She chuckles, dropping down to her knees before you casually.
You'd be lying if you said your heart hadn't almost jumped out of your chest. You were suddenly feeling numb and weak all over.
Damn you, Mckinnon.
"Hm?"" She prompted you to answer.
Swallowing harshly, you try to steady your voice. "Does your girlfriend know you whore around like this?" You ask, voice coming out weaker than intended.
"Oh you're so jealous."
"Am not." You you shake your head, agitated.
Marlene ignores you entirely. One of her hands reach out, palm warm against your calf, rubbing up and down slowly, steadily. The other drifts up, settling on your thigh, thumb stroking over the fabric of your skirt.
She leaned forward even more, resting his chin on your knee. Marlene looked up at you and smirked, her hand creeping even further up your thigh.
"Can I kiss you?"
"You're so pathetic…" You spit. "You broke up with me and now you act like this even though you have a girlfriend. Unbelievable…" You shake your head in disbelief.
"You are jealous." She smirks.
"Am not!" You repeat yourself, glaring down at her.
Except, you were. And the probably very visible and obvious blush that washed over your cheeks, was doing nothing to help your case. You were jealous. So, so jealous.
"Then stop talking about Dorcas for two fucking seconds!" She chuckled. "Seriously, that's the only thing I've heard come out of your mouth."
"'s not..." You mumble, annoyed.
She huffs out a not-so-convinced hum and nuzzles against your knee like some desperate thing. Then, she places a feather light kiss just above your knee.
You almost flinch. Hilarious.
Then another, and then another, slowly trailing up your thigh.
You inhale sharply. "Don’t embarrass yourself, Marles. Get up." You nudge her with your other leg.
She rolls her eyes but doesn’t stop. Soft lips brush higher, heat trailing in their wake.
"Are you asking me to ignore the fact that I still want you?"
"Yes." You huff "You broke up with me." Feels like that's your only argument.
Her hands tighten on you, grip almost pleading. "And? I was stupid."
"Of course you were. Once an idiot, always an idiot." You scoff.
"I’m still your idiot," she murmurs. "I always have been." A smirk spreads over her face. "Please? Don’t tell me you don’t like me even a liiiittle bit anymore?"
"Stop embarrassing yourself."
She shakes her head, pressing her warm cheek against your thigh like a cat. "I don’t care..." She mumbles against your skin, pressing another slow, lingering kiss just above your knee.
"You have no self-respect."
"Yeah?" She taunts, tilting her head, lips dragging up your thigh, pressing another kiss. "And you still let me touch you like this?"
"Don’t flatter yourself." You snap.
Her fingers slip under the hem of your skirt. You roll your eyes, feigning boredom, but your breath stutters as she moves even closer, shoulders settling between your knees.
"It's hard not to when you haven’t stopped me yet." She muses, nudging her nose against the side of your knee.
Marlene hums against your skin, pleased. Her hands press against your thighs, pushing them further apart as she shifts between them, kneeling like she belongs there.
Her hands slip beneath your skirt, gripping, pulling you closer to the edge of the chair, caging you in completely.
"There we go." She purrs, looking up at you as she hooks her fingers under the hem of your underwear, pulling them down your legs with ease.
Your fingers dig into the skin of your upper arms. Why were you even letting her do this?
"Just like that..." She coos, pulling one of your legs over her shoulder for better access.
"Marlene-" You start but she interrupts you by burying her face between your thighs, causing you to gasp. Her tongue immediately got to work tasting every inch of you. It was sloppy, messy but probably the best thing you've felt.
Marlene's tongue laps over your folds mercilessly causing soft whimpers and mewls to escape you.
"Keep it down, yeah?" She pulls away for a second. "Wouldn't want anybody to hear us." Her mouth is back at it, devouring you like a starving woman.
You bite down on your lip, one hand reluctantly reaching down to tangle in her blonde hair and pull her further into you.
She sucks and nips on your sensitive skin, pushing her tongue in and out of your aching hole before going back to giving her undivided attention to your clit.
Sooner than later, your back is arched away from the back of the chair and you're muffling your own moans with your hand.
She hummed in content, tongue delving into your folds with a new fervor. Marlene happily lapped at your soaked pussy, lips suctioning around you with the filthiest sounds, pulling the most beautiful moans from your lips yet again.
She tightened his grip on you, angling you towards herself. Involuntarily, your hips jerk, grinding against her face shamelessly. You can't help yourself. The shame of the whole situation pulls a desperate whine from your lips.
In a matter of minutes, you were spent, coming down from your high. Marlene pulled away from you, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.
"You're fucking crazy, you have a girlfriend." You say breathlessly, not making an effort to move your legs off of her shoulder.
So much about not mentioning Dorcas the entire time...
"You didn't seem to mind when you were riding my face, what, a minute ago?"
A/n: This was written as I was literally bawling my eyes out over crivers. Iykyk. She was so dear to me too💔 I just had to write this to make myself feel better😭 I hope you empathize enough to forgive any spelling or grammar mistakes
CONTAINS (in order): James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, Regulus Black, Barty Crouch Jr., Evan Rosier, Lily Evans, Marlene McKinnon and Pandora Rosier (Lovegood).
a/n: I was bored, so I decided to make a scenario, I had this idea when I compared the way my mother wakes me up and how my sister-in-law wakes me 😭 I know I said I would do a Sirius one, but I haven't ideas, so...
w/c: 1.2k
English isn't my first language, sorry for any mistakes.
—★ JAMES POTTER
If there's one thing James Potter knows, it's how to love somebody. He's caring by nature, always trying to make others happy, always putting other people above himself. However, he can be poisonous before you actually get to know him.
James likes physical contact and as your boyfriend, he expects you to like his physical contact too, so I feel like James wakes people up with touches.
I think with friends, James would grab that person's arm and pull lightly while whispering their name. However, when he gets tired (and it doesn't take long) he would throw himself on top of the person and just start screaming.
However, with his girlfriend, you, he would leave kisses all over your face and then fan you. If you are a heavy sleeper, at some point he will get tired and tickle you. If you don't wake up with the tickles, or don't have them, he will throw himself on top of you and say your name louder.
Well, and if you're a REALLY heavy sleeper, James will ask Sirius or Remus for help because he's starting to get worried and completely out of ideas of what to do.
—★ SIRIUS BLACK
Uh, well, Sirius isn't the best person to wake someone up, but he's not bad!
With the energy he naturally has, he would already enter your room talking loudly, so if you are a light sleeper, his presence in itself is a good wake-up call.
With friends, Sirius would shake them carelessly and then start shouting their name while complaining about talking to that person and them being asleep.
With you being his girlfriend he would be a little different, not much because he's Sirius Black, but still different.
I think he would try to be careful, but he would run out of patience. Then he would go, shake you lightly while saying your name, run out of patience and shake you hard and say your name more loudly.
But after you wake up, he would give you an apologetic kiss, because he feels bad <3.
—★ REMUS LUPIN
This man in a professor in waking people up.
If you have a right way to wake up, he knows, just like he knows about all his other friends.
He also does a lot of blackmail, like "if you wake up I'll do..." or simply lie and say that something is going to happen or that there is some type of food that the person likes.
However, with a girlfriend, Remus would be more careful. He would walk up to you and kiss your cheek and shake you lightly.
He helps you get up and if you're really sleepy he helps you wake up too.
He knows how to wake someone up and you can be sure that he will find a way to wake you up without any difficulty.
—★ PETER PETTIGREW
Peter isn't the best at waking other people up. But... He's good too?
Peter just shakes people while speaking on their behalf, if you're a light sleeper it's peaceful and really nice. But if you're a heavy sleeper... sorry, my love, but with Peter you'll stay in bed.
He's sweet and really tries to wake the other person up calmly, but there are people who wake up that easily and Peter can't wake people up any other way, he feels bad.
So if you don't wake up, he gives up.
To be honest, Peter ends up sleeping with you more often than actually wakes you up.
—★ REGULUS BLACK
Regulus is sweet, but he doesn't have much patience.
If he's having a bad day, I feel sorry for you. But it's rare for his parents to send letters.
First, with friends, he shakes lightly, the force with which he shakes increases.
If his friends don't wake up, he just gives up and leaves.
With girlfriends, oh he's the best. Waking up with Regulus, being his girlfriend, is the best feeling of your life, you can be sure.
He kisses your face, shakes you carefully while whispering your name. If you really don't wake up, it shakes harder, but nothing too exaggerated.
When you are a little awake, he kisses your mouth, which makes you more awake. He picks you up and puts you on your feet so you can't end up falling asleep again.
A sweet and loving cupcake with his princess treatment <3.
—★ BARTY CROUCH JR.
Barty is... horrible.
He has no patience, much less care.
It doesn't matter if it's a friend, it doesn't matter if it's a girlfriend, he does exactly the same thing.
He shakes hard, screams your name and, scariest of all, grabs your leg and pulls you.
It hurts. But he doesn't care.
He drags you to the floor without any care, if you manage to hold on to the mattress, well, the mattress goes to the floor too.
I am really sorry. The most he can do is give you a kiss if you really hurt yourself when you fall.
—★ EVAN ROSIER
Evan is simple, he shakes you and calls you.
If you don't wake up, he gives up.
It depends on whether he really likes you and calls Regulus or if he doesn't and calls Barty.
On a day when he feels particularly good, he may stay until you wake up.
When he sees you later, he hugs and kisses you, pretending that he simply didn't try to wake you up.
If it's a friend, he simply says "ask Barty".
—★ LILY EVANS
There's not much to say about Lily.
She's sweet and usually knows how to wake people up.
First, she shakes lightly while calling your name, if you don't wake up she gives you little kisses on the cheek. But if she loses her temper, Lily goes downstairs and gets a glass of ice-cold water.
And you know what happens.
If you're her girlfriend, she'll give you an apologetic kiss too <3.
—★ MARLENE MCKINNON
Uhg, one of the worst people to wake others up.
There's not much to say, she screams, shakes hard and throws water too.
LOTS of water. And as cold as she can get.
If you date her, maybe she'll just throw a half of a glass with water and if you get upset, she'll give you a hug, but she doesn't really feel bad at all.
—★ PANDORA ROSIER (LOVEGOOD)
Pandora is the sweetest, she is a vanilla cookie.
Kisses, hugs, shake your body as carefully as you've ever seen someone do.
She doesn't really lose her temper, she likes to wake people up.
If it's a friend, depending, she gives them a few kisses on the cheek, but if you're her girlfriend, she completely fills your face with kisses.
She kisses you until you wake up, lots of hugs, she even lies down next to you.
She helps you get up, chooses your clothes and combs your hair.
She spends all her time with you, until it's time to go to class or until you're actually awake.
Summary : You’ve been infuriated with Marlene for some time now and Professor Mcgonagall just happened to pair the both of you up.
Warnings : none!
WC: 1.7k
a/n : this story is based on a dream i had about someone.. hope yall like it!!
part 2?
‘god,’ Y/N thought as she stared admired marlene. oh marlene even her name sounds pretty with her lion-like golden blonde hair, freckled olive skin, ocean blue eyes and her pretty smile that could brighten up any room she goes to.
Just then, Marlene narrows her eyes into a crescent shape smiling ear to ear at what her friend had just said “so beautiful’ Y/N mused with her chin on her hands looking like an awe-struck kid who had just seen princesses for the first time ever.
“Who's so beautiful?” Her friend’s voice snapped her out of her daydream face turning red when she realized that she had accidentally said it out loud.
she looked around then frantically searching for something, anything, when her eyes caught another pair “You, Reg! you’re so beautiful! Have I ever told you that?” Exclaimed Y/N quickly hoping her friend would believe her or at least not noticing her err— appreciation.
“No. you’re fucking with me, you were looking over there,” the slytherin boy pointed to where marlene and her friends are sitting, with the marauders coincidentally sitting close by.
Regulus’ eyes widened “NO!” He let out a loud gasp “Don't tell me you were staring at my brother?!” He pulled on her collar forcing her to face him cupping her mouthful cheeks causing her to choke on her food. She slapped him away bringing her hand up and started pounding her chest, coughing brutally, Regulus hands her a drink to keep the food down.
“i was not staring at him!” She cried out after chugging whatever liquid regulus had gave her, still breathless after her coughing fit looking at him dead in the eyes “I was just- simply admiring as some would say” —it's not like she was lying, she was not staring at him she was staring at marlene, wait, no, scratch that, she was admiring marlene.—
Regulus eyes her still clearly not believing in any of her bullshit she smacks the back of his head causing him to let out a yelp before brushing her away letting the conversation go.
“Oi L/N!” Someone whistled, rolling her eyes as she made her way to her seat, setting her bag down as the voice continued.
“A little birdie told me you were checking me out..” He trails off “is that true? y’know there's no need to be ashamed” His friends giggling like little girls at his statement.
She clicked her tongue letting out a sigh, the one time she went to class early and she had to deal with this?
She turned around to the origin of the voice looking at him up and down “oh i was totally checking you out!” She clapped her hands together, looking up at him through her lashes with a sickeningly sweet smile on her lips batting her eyes seductively bringing her right hand up to twirl her hair.
“Is that what you wanted me to say, Black?” She watched as his face changed, a scoff falling off his lips. Little did she know there was another pair of eyes watching their interaction with an amusing smirk drawn on her face.
As Sirius' expression fell, a sharp snicker cut through the air, drawing attention to a figure in the distance. Marlene was leaning against the wall, her eyes gleaming with a mischievous twinkle. Her body seemed to be gently shaking, struggling to contain her laughter.
Marlene pushed herself off the wall, gracefully making her way towards them. "Well, well, it seems like my dear friend here just couldn't resist your effortless charm, Sirius,"
She teased, her voice dripping with sarcasm. The corners of her lips curled upward, her lips on the verge of breaking out into a full-blown grin.
“Good job Y/N, you really put him in his place, we really ought to be friends” Marlene's arm wrapped tightly around Y/N's shoulder, drawing her into a warm side hug.
The proximity caused a flutter in Y/N's chest, her heart racing with anticipation, not only from being so close to the charismatic blonde but also from the realization that she had made an impressive dent in Sirius' ego.
“Thanks!” Y/N grinned, her cheeks tinged pink from Marlene's praise.
The other girl's infectious enthusiasm and genuine affection were intoxicating, and Y/N found herself leaning into the embrace. It was refreshing to be around someone who encouraged her to push the limits, someone who didn't hesitate to knock an ego like Sirius' down a peg.
Pushing her feelings aside, Y/N couldn't help but return a smirk, her gaze flickering between Sirius and Marlene. "Oh, I'm sure we'd make a terrific duo," she chuckled, a playful lilt to her voice.
Sirius rolled his eyes, his annoyance evident, but there was a hint of amusement in his expression. "You two are unbearable," he muttered.
“Aw, Sirius, you're just jealous that we have each other's charming company,” Marlene retorted, sending a playful wink towards Y/N as she tightened her hold on her shoulder. The smirk on her lips seemed to grow wider, her eyes gleaming with delight.
Y/N stifled a giggle, finding immense pleasure in the exchange. She glanced over at Sirius, meeting his gaze with a raised eyebrow. “You're just upset that I wasn't as easily impressed by your arrogant banter.”
Sirius let out a scoff, his features contorted into an exaggerated pout. “Arrogant banter? I prefer to call it eloquent wit.”
Y/N rolled her eyes, the action more affectionate than dismissive. “Of course you do,” she retorted, her tone dry with feigned annoyance.
“Well, Marlene and I have more interesting things to discuss than your inflated ego,” she remarked, subtly shifting away from Sirius and closer to Marlene.
Marlene snickered at Y/N’s remark, clearly enjoying the banter shared between them and Sirius. “That’s right,” she agreed, her voice dripping with mock seriousness. “We’ve got far more riveting topics to discuss.”
Y/N smirked, her eyes twinkling with mischief. “Oh, yes. Like the latest fashion trends, relationship gossip, and, of course, our shared disdain for pompous boys with oversized egos.”
“Settle down everyone!” Professor McGonagall entered the room, her stern expression silencing the rowdy students immediately. She announced a new paired assignment, much to everyone's dismay.
“I've taken the liberty of sorting you into partners,” she declared, her gaze sweeping across the classroom.
Y/N groaned silently, dreading the moment her partner would be revealed. To her surprise, she heard Marlene's name being announced alongside her own.
She glanced over at Marlene, who seemed equally shocked by their pairing. A mixture of excitement and trepidation coursed through her veins. This unexpected collaboration could either turn out brilliantly or end in disaster.
Sirius watched as their names were called, a mixture of annoyance and amusement playing across his features. He leaned back in his chair, his eyes flickering between the two girls.
'Oh, this is going to be interesting,' he mused silently.
McGonagall continued listing out names, the students murmuring amongst themselves, clearly not thrilled with the assignments. Once all the pairs had been announced, the class was dismissed, and Y/N found herself walking alongside Marlene towards the library to begin their project.
“Well, this ought to be intriguing,” Marlene remarked, her voice betraying her excitement yet tinted with a hint of wariness. “Working closely with my new favorite person.”
Y/N chuckled, her cheeks tinged pink at the compliment. "Oh, I'm your favorite person now, am I? I feel honored."
As they entered the library, they snagged a secluded table near the back, away from the hustle and bustle of the main study area. Y/N pulled out her notes and textbook, preparing to dive into the assignment.
Marlene took a seat beside her, a smirk tugging at her lips. "I have no doubt we'll make a power duo on this project."
Y/N returned the smirk, her confidence growing with every passing moment in Marlene's company. "Oh, there's no doubt about it. We're going to ace this project and show them all what we're made of."
She glanced at the assignment's title, her mind already racing with ideas. "Alright, what do you say we start brainstorming?"
Marlene nodded eagerly, pushing up the sleeves of her jumper. "Absolutely. Let's do it."
They spent the next hour bouncing ideas off one another, their chemistry evident as they built upon each other's suggestions. They laughed, they argued playfully, and they found themselves getting lost in the conversation.
"This is actually going well," Y/N remarked, a genuine smile on her face. "I guess we do make a good team, after all."
As Marlene glanced up from her notes, a question danced on the tip of her tongue. Their project was progressing smoothly, but her thoughts suddenly shifted, seizing a brief moment of respite.
"Hey, Y/N," Marlene started, a subtle curve of her lips hinting at a playful undertone. Her eyes fixated on Y/N's focused expression, a soft chuckle escaping her lips. "Do you know what the date is?"
Y/N paused, her gaze lifting from the parchment to meet Marlene's eyes. She chuckled, her cheeks slightly flushed with mild embarrassment. "Hmm? Oh, sorry, I was out of it for a bit” she admitted, her gaze flicking back to her notes for a brief second before meeting Marlene's once again. "Can you repeat that, please?"
Marlene smirked teasingly, a sparkle of amusement dancing in her eyes. "the date?," she repeated slowly, emphasizing the words playfully.
Y/N's eyebrows furrowed slightly in confusion, her brain struggling to comprehend the meaning behind the question. As the realization slowly dawned on her, a cheeky smile spread across her lips.
"with you?" she responded flirtatiously, her voice dripping with lighthearted tease. "Anytime."
Marlene's smirk widened at Y/N's quick response. She leaned back in her chair, resting her chin on her palm as she studied Y/N's expression.
"Alright then," Marlene replied, her voice betraying a hint of intrigue. "How about tomorrow at 8?"
Y/N's eyes widened at Marlene's unexpected question. She stared at the other girl in disbelief for a moment, mentally processing the question to ensure she had heard it correctly.
"WHAT?" she blurted out, her voice betraying a hint of surprise.
-- touch; marlene quite enjoyed warmth. to be more specific, yours.
cw: marlene x fem!physical touch lover!reader; smidge of angst (?) in the last 3rd, 95% fluff; pining -> established relationship
[ a) i'm projecting and b) the blonde soapyt as a marlene fancast, my love. ]
masterlist | rules
typically, the amount of times marlene would latch onto you like a koala was never an issue with you, especially on rainy days and almost every day of the fall and winter seasons. you couldn't really fault the girl for being cold, friends hug friends anyway, right?
"oi, mckinnon!" you and the mentioned girl lift your heads simultaneously, her eyes blinking sleepily. sirius lifts a cigarette box, shaking it with an impish grin, "fancy a smoke?"
marlene's head did cartwheels trying to make a decision - you and your warmth, or a quick smoke and then returning to you and your warmth. but what if you didn't like the smell of smoke and wouldn't want to hug anymore?
sirius rolls his eyes at marlene's delayed response, tossing the box to her which prompts the blonde to catch it before standing and stretching, bending down to give you a hug as you remainded seated on the sofa in an attempt to get the warmth to linger for a moment longer before moving to stand beside sirius by the open window of the common room.
"you looked like you were about to smother the poor girl," sirius muses in a low voice only they two could hear, eyes lazily turning to the blonde as he takes a long drag of cigarette. marlene's eyes follow the smoke as it drifts up towards the night sky, "warming charms exist you know,"
"never bothered to learn how to perfect them - too much work for some warmth," marlene shrugs, lighting the cigarette that hung from her lips, taking a drag and glancing at you, laughing at whatever story of james' antics lily was telling you about. her lip twitches in a smile at the sound of you dissolving into giggles and she turns back to face the window, catching the look sirius was giving her, "...what?"
"i said -" the man claps her on her back, "- remus, lily, hell - even she could have waved her wand and warmed you up with a charm had you asked,"
"drop it, black," she punches his arm.
ever the drama queen, sirius winces loudly, rubbing his arm, "what did i ever do to you?" he whines dramatically, "i am just a curious man with a single question - how bloody close do you two have to be pressed against each other for you to admit that you aren't doing it to stay warm?"
in a normal setting, perhaps if you were all back in the comfort of the gryffindor common room, tucked against the arm of the big sofa right by the fireplace, james would be teasing you and marlene. let the poor poppet breathe, marls, he would say, i know you two are dating, but merlin, you two are so wrapped up in each other that she may never leave this godawful room ever again!
you would laugh and marlene would grumble, flipping him off and muttering a jab about how he must be jealous of the warm cuddles she was getting that was keeping her all comfortable and content - occasionally about how he must be wishing lily evans would as much as look his way and he would yell out a goodnatured s'cuse me?! at the jab - and yelping at the occasional stinging hex she sent his way when she was particularly perturbed by his loud voice interrupting cuddle time with you.
not this time.
james' smile is fond, lily's presence under his arm is comforting. despite the darkened atmosphere around them, around everyone, you and marlene are comfortably trapped in your own little bubble. this time, james decides that letting you two stay in that bubble was the best thing for you both, and exactly what marlene needed more than his teasing.
"some things never change," lily murmurs, her eyes also on you and your girlfriend and james snorts a silent affirmation to her statement, pressing a soft kiss to the crown of his girlfriend's head.
marlene is warm, she's bright, and you have never been happier despite the gloom of the impending war hovering over you all.
"you're brillant," she murmurs, thumbing over your knee, staring at you like a lovesick puppy (which she would proudly agree she is).
"i know," is the cheeky reply, followed by rains of soft kisses all over her face, "you're not too bad yourself, mckinnon,"
"yeah, yeah, keep laughing," marlene grumbles, the warning pinch on your thigh only serves as what sends you into laughter.
"no - don't push me off -" you tighten your arms around her when she makes a show of wanting you off of her (she wasn't doing a very good job at pretending), "marls - c'mon," you laugh again, nuzzling your nose against the crook of her neck, "'m sorry for teasin'," you kiss her face again, settling back down against her after she shifts you around into a more comfortable stop.
"you're lucky i love you," your girlfriend huffs, pressing a kiss to your temple.
you smile softly, staring at the side of her face, your fingertips brushing over the blushing swell of her cheek, "i love you too, marls,"
at some point, you began to curse the world, specifically the day you had been out on a mission and the safehouse you shared with your girlfriend was infiltrated and she had gone missing or disposed of by the dark lord.
or into hiding, mary would say many, many times throughout the time you two spent together after being relocated more times than you could count, no matter how much you cried in her arms, or snapped and yelled in the midst of the pain of missing marlene that your love was never coming back, she never lost hope. mary macdonald may have had more than enough faith for the both of you, but alas, even she seemed to lose hope the more you two lost loved ones to the war.
by some miracle, the dark lord was defeated at the expense of even more of your friends - james, lily, peter. sirius was chucked into azkaban for that, mary left - disappearing, remus distanced himself with the occasional letter to make sure you were okay, and you remained in the little beachside cottage that was the last safehouse you moved into. you stayed for the familiarity and comfort, maybe even the sound of the waves crashing on the shore that ensured the house was never quiet as long as your lone soul lived there.
one day, you felt the wards you set up shift and your head snaps to the window, carefully lowering the framed picture you held of you with marlene as you spot a figure in the distance taking purposeful steps towards your home and your heart thunders in your chest. immediately grabbing your wand, you hurry out the back door to greet whoever it was. it couldn't have been remus, or mary, or anyone you knew. they would have had the sense to write to you before dropping by so you wouldn't have a heart attack when they breach your wards.
you freeze, the world seemed to blur and sound muffled as you focused on the face of the supposed stranger - it was marlene. you drop your wand, taking quick, large strides to get to her, shaky hands reaching to hold her face, scanning up and down her body. she looked different, but the tenderness in her eyes as she held your face gave you all the confirmation you needed. this was your marlene.
marlene had a slight limp in her step, a healing scar that creeped up from her chest, underneath her shirt, her hair was shorter, the roots starting to grow out.
you release a breath you weren't aware you had been holding, a strangled laugh of disbelief escaping you as you embraced her tightly.
"marlene," you sob, "oh my - marlene," you both sink to your knees on the sand, hands wandering each other's bodies freely.
"fuck," she lets out a hiccuped curse, squeezing you against her like you would float away if she let go, "i've got you, my love,"
she pulls away to hold your face, pressing her lips eagerly against yours and as she used to, she took your breath away. between hurried gasps for air and the salty kisses from the tears streaming both your faces, marlene murmured apologies and declarations of love and longing, how much she missed you, how much she wanted to feel your warmth again. her hands wander, mapping out the curves of your body until she was re-familiarized with how you felt in her arms.
your hands are busy as well, thumbs rubbing back and forth on her cheek, trailing down her jawline, to the side of her throat and feeling the way her pulse thumped, before it settles on her chest, right above her heart and you give her a watery smile, "you're alive," you whisper tearfully, "you're really here, and i'm not stuck in a dream just to have you for a fleeting moment," you smile at her, "i can feel how alive you are, marls,"
more tears well in your girlfriend's eyes and she pressed a kiss to your temple, helping you stand back up before hugging you tightly again for a long time, not that you minded, forever in her arms sounded nice.
marlene's hands are unrelenting in how they run up and down your sides and back, "goddamn," she sighs, nuzzling her nose against the juncture between your neck and shoulder, inhaling the comforting smell that was exclusively you, her hands squeeze your hips, your waist, and she pulls away to hold your cheeks in her hands, "i can't hold enough of you in my hands," she murmurs, forehead against yours, "after spending so much time away from you, i -" marlene inhales sharply, "i can and will never, ever get enough of you,"
The week before you start your education at Hogwarts University, you get a little too intoxicated and make a decision that will change your life forever...
Warnings: Intoxication (duh) / sensual dancing / Very very light dubcon (reader is intoxicated but consenting as much as an intoxicated person can) / Technically cheating but also complicated relationship is complicated iykwim / WIP
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CHAPTER 1 – The beginning
It began with Marlene. The two of you always shared a rather special connection. She was extremely protective of you, for one thing, but it was more than that. When you started seeing Remus back at Hogwarts, she’s the one that made you feel like part of the group, not just an outsider dating the tall marauder. She went out of her way to sit by you in the Great Hall and include you in conversations. She listened intently and patiently and valued your input.
The deciding moment came when you lied right to Minerva McGonagall’s face to cover some particularly wayward tomfoolery of the boys’ doing. It didn’t even take you a second to think up a convincing excuse, and all with a straight face. After that, the others quickly accepted you into their unofficial club, despite being a year younger.
And it wasn’t long after that you began to hang out with Lily and Marlene independently of the boys. That’s when you realized how stunning Marlene was. Confident, rebellious, uncouth... and free.
You were brushing her hair one night in the Gryffindor common room in 6th year. You imagined what it would be like if you didn’t stop. If you kept running your finger through her dark locks. If her hair was this soft, what must her skin be like…
And that’s when you knew. You liked girls. You liked Marlene.
You were terrified to tell Remus. Things were still new between you, and you didn’t want to scare him away with a sexual awakening. Especially when you hadn’t crossed that threshold between yourselves. Or, in your case, at all.
And you certainly couldn’t tell Marlene. The thought made your stomach churn in abject terror. So, that fateful night in the Gryffindor common room, you swore an oath to yourself: you would keep your secret, and no one would get hurt.
But then, a particularly indulgent night. The weekend before your first year of University with the group. You had way too much firewhiskey. You suddenly found yourself sitting next to Lily in a dark, crowded nightclub, watching Marlene dance.
“She’s so… alluring,” you sighed, the whiskey making your r’s lighter and smoother than usual. Marlene was grinding against a cute Ravenclaw girl, now. “I wanna do that.”
Lily looked at you funny, her perfectly manicured brows knitted. “How tipsy are you? I can’t believe I let you drink so much.” She pursed her lips slightly, and eyed your empty glass. “Do you mean that?”
Everyone was aware of Marlene’s vibrant personality, her sex-confidant innuendos and jokes that always had you blushing like a tomato. Lily wasn’t sure what you were referring to. Did you want Marlene’s confidence? Inhibition? Dance finesse?? Or Marlene?
“She’s like… a firework wrapped in silk. She’s soft ‘n I wanna hold her, but ‘s dangerous,” you tried to explain. You were sure you weren’t making any sense, but through the cloudy fog of alcohol all you could see were Marlene’s hips rocking to the rhythm of the loud music, and you imagined them against yours.
Lily smiled. You did want Marlene. “Do you like girls, Jessica?”
“Mmhmm.” You giggled at your confession. You’d never actually said it out loud before. “But don’t tell anyone. ‘S a secret.”
Lily stood suddenly and pulled at your wrists. You stood successfully, a little dizzy but not dangerously inebriated. Then Lily was nudging you toward Marlene. “Go dance with her then!” Lily shouted over the music, trying not to look too eager. You had easily become one of Lily’s best friends. And she and Marlene had been close since first year. Her stomach fluttered at the thought of Marlene helping you explore your sexuality.
You walked over to the dark-haired girl, alone now, her hips swaying to the beat like a candle flame. You started to reach out to touch her shoulder, but Marlene turned around, and her sultry eyes were looking straight into yours.
You swallowed around the lump in your throat and opened your mouth. The moment was here, now, but you didn't think this far ahead. You found yourself looking down at the foor, missing the way Marlene tried and failed to avoid raking her eyes hungrily over your form.
You didn't seem to know how beautiful you were, the way you chose plain dresses and blouses and skirts that could have fit in a Jane Austen novel, but Marlene always thought you were gorgeous. She reminded you freqently. But seeing you like this? Lily's dress hugging your curves tight, all dolled up and pouty? You were an absolute vision.
Marlene searched you for any sign of distress. You weren't much of a dancer, preferring to watch and appreciate the coordination of others. When she was satisfied that you hadn't approached her to inform her of any predatory men or injuries, she relaxed a bit.
The motion of the dance floor swirled around the two of you, bodies colliding and singing and drinking. But Marlene didn't move an inch, waiting for you to say what you needed to. After years of learning your habits, she knew that all you usually needed was time.
She was right. Your heart was pounding in your ears and you knew if you waited even a moment longer you would lose your courage. So you cautiously took another step towards her, and then another, until your noses were almost touching. Her sharp features meeting your softer ones. You were closer to her than you’d ever been, booze keeping your inhibition at bay. You could smell the firewhiskey on her breath and the dark perfume she wore. That was even more intoxicating than the whiskey.
Oh.
Marlene’s surprise only lasted for a second, and then her lips turned up into a smirk and she grabbed your palms. Suddenly it was just the two of you in the room.
Then she was guiding your hands to her waist. Your breath caught as she pulled you in by your hips, her hands staying low on your body. You were flush with her now, and you looked up at her slightly taller figure. You flushed immensely, suddenly conscious of the revealing, form-fitting black dress you let Lily convince you to borrow.
Marlene started moving to the music again, but slowly, giving you time to stop her if you wanted to. You didn’t. She leaned around to your ear, letting her hands paw at your hips, lighting you on fire.
“Hey, Princess.” Marlene’s affectionate nickname for you spilled from her lips. “Miss me?” Her breath fanned your ear and you forgot how to breathe.
You couldn’t tell if she was mocking you. The alcohol in your system spoke before you could decide, “Yes…”
Marlene guided your hips with her hands, the tops of her fingers barely gracing the underside of your arse. “Like this, Princess, you got it.” You finally dared yourself to meet her eyes again, only to find them staring into yours without even a hint of scorn. “You look delectable tonight.”
You didn’t think it was possible, but you blushed harder and looked away. Making sure in the process that you did not stare at Marlene’s perfect, perky breasts pouring out of her corseted top.
“Thanks, Marls, you- you do too. You a-always do,” you managed to stutter out.
“Yeah?” Marlene bent to your ear again. “Have you been keeping a secret from me, Princess?” Her fingers rubbed little circles into your hips and thigh. You were rocking to the music on your own, now. Reveling in how good it felt to be this close to your friend. “That’s it, feel the music. Just like that. Good girl,” Marlene whispered into your ear.
You tried to respond, but only whimpers escaped you. Marlene’s hips got more aggressive at that, rocking into you like they had that Ravenclaw girl. You dared to move your hands, and feel the curve of her waist and hips. You caressed her body like you’d been longing to this past year.
Marlene’s mouth moved to the skin below your ear, where she placed firm kisses in time with her thrusts. In between the beats of the music, her wet tongue slid further and further down your throat. She picked a spot near your collarbone and latched on. With every heavy bass note that reverberated through the nightclub, Marlene claimed you.
Boom.
Marlene pulled you into her waiting pelvis, slender digits digging into your soft, plush, hips.
Boom.
You held fast to Marlene's hips, shoulders, neck... meeting her sensual, stimulating thrusts with your lower body.
Boom.
Marlene sucked hard at your neck, kissing and biting and licking your skin, salty with sweat.
Boom.
Your hands were in her hair.
Boom.
Like you imagined that night in the common room.
Boom.
You were dizzy with lust for the dark-skinned woman whose hands were all over you.
Boom.
Boom.
Boom.
Between the firewhiskey and the desire coursing through you, you didn’t even notice Lily approaching until Marlene pulled away from you, seeming a bit embarrassed, which was so jarringly unlike her you thought maybe you were passing out.
You were about to ask what was wrong, but Marlene put her finger to your lips. “Let’s get out of here, Princess,” she said, sounding apologetic and not meeting your wide eyes.
You pouted, wondering if you did something wrong, but nodded your assent anyway, trying not to focus too hard on the tone of Marlene’s last ‘Princess’.
But when you turned to leave, you saw them. In the doorway stood three looming figures. James, Sirius, and… Remus.
Being the reason of the magic in the whole world was pretty classy to some people
And yeah, in a way, it was because how many people could actually say "I'm the one who gave magic to my children and later other people."?
Now it wasn't that you were the Merlin, but more like a reincarnated one. You would have different dreams of those before you and what they felt and then wake up almost feeling... Empty.
It wasn't until you showed your eyes and strong magic that your "family" believed in who you were and decided to hide it from everyone else to have you, and by extension your powers, all to themselves and celebrated the good news...
But that also meant your family was the oldest magical family ever, which meant every other "pureblood" family tried to get into your family for more power.
Utter bullshit if someone asked you, and the Merlin himself inside you
"What the fuck are they talking about being 'pure'?! What is this nonsense!?"/ "Calm down hoe, ı'll explain."
Needless to say... He was pissed, but that was for another time to talk about.
All their attempts backfired and now everyone knew who you were and you had to learn how to defend yourself at a young age while rejecting whoever tried a move on you. (It wasn't that hard to punch them and scare the shit outta them anyways.)
At one point, the news of Hogwarts reached to you and you insisted on going there even if it was against every plan your family had, which consisted of brainwashing you so that you would believe in their ideals.
(which was also why you were doing it and get away from them before they did something)
The point is, there was a time the Four Founders knew you, and therefore the Sorting Hat also knew you very well... And instead of sorting you, you two gossiped together about those four.
"Do you remember how Godric was left in his underwear because Salazar was mad at him for changing his potions?"
"or that one time Rowena had to be held by Helga, who never liked conflict if I may add, because Godric stole her crown and danced around the castle?"
But the Hat knew that you had to be sorted, yet again, sorting the literal pure and ancient magic holder was... Absurt.
So, it made the best and most hilarious decision of all the History of Magic under the shocked eyes of everyone present.
" Y/N Y/L/N belongs to all houses!"
"you could have put me in Godric's house at least, stupid! They seem funny at least..."
And the hat only cackled and shooed you away under your teasing eyes as you sat at the corner while the teacher gave their speechs.
But, just like everyone else there, four sets of eyes followed you after that day. Wherever you went or whatever you said.
They thought you would be evil, or extremely cocky and bullying everyone. They even planned a grand joke for you to teach you a lesson...
But none of them ever came and instead they often found you... Sleeping at corners in different positions.
At first, they thought you were merely acting so that you got away from their pranks.
But when they shook you awake, and you just faceplanted on the ground and continued to sleep, they were absolutely bamboozled.
"Are they alive? I think they are..."
"How can someone sleep like that?! Especially after falling down?"
But this wasn't their first official meeting with you.
It was when they were sitting down for dinner and you appeared behind Remus to look at the book he was reading.
Even he didn't feel your presence and the soft hum you did, and he was a werewolf.
"Hello, gentlemen! How are you?"
And Sirius, being Sirius, did what he always did the best: Complimented you, which would turn to flirting as the years passed.
What they did not know was that you were the Merlin. Sirius and James were aware of your existence, Sirius with being the heir of the Blacks and his mother trying to prepare a date in the future, but they never knew what you looked like.
No one did.
When they realized it, they thought you were one of those pure-blood extremists and their opinion changed about you fast
They thought you would bully Remus or Lily...
Which was already a big no-no
But they were proven very wrong when one day, they caught you bringing chocolate and books Remus wanted to read for a while, the pile of books flying in the air behind you in a long line
"Hi! Uh, I hope I'm not being a complete nuisance but I couldn't help but notice your love for chocolate and hear your list of books you wanted to read and... I just wanted to talk?"
What? Giving something to someone to gain their trust, though it was for an evil ulterior in your family, was the thing that was taught to you.
And you weren't like them, you really wanted to be their friends and prove that you weren't like any of them but... At that moment, you were just a shy bean full of anxiety as you fiddled with your fingers shyly and they looked at you puzzled with shocked pikachu faces.
The stare they had given you in shock would never leave your mind as you giggled at them, the sound making the boys blush as Remus stuttered out a thanks and you gave a wide smile and asked to sit down with them. That was when the doubts started to bloom in them.
No bloody racist could be that sweet and shy while talking to someone "lower" to them.
And besides you seemed genuine but they still had doubts...
Until James remembered how you protected Lily at the Great Hall one time and then, as he heard it later, baked her cookies and helped her study.
"Y/L/N, we need to talk! There is an important matter..."
You sluggishly woke up and looked around you after your beauty sleep, only to see Lucius who had been working hard to pursue you, looking at you with what appeared to be... Anger. You stared at his face for a few seconds and then at the bustling Hall where everyone now stayed silent to watch you two.
Everyone knew that you and Lucius weren't on exactly good terms. You didn't do anything that could make you seem like "a barbaric" person, even though you had half of the mind to do so after everything he said about Lily and muggleborns in general, you had to stay calm and also ease the angry ancient wizard inside you as he fumed like a dragon.
Or else, this summer wouldn't be too nice for you.
"important matter?.. Okay, what is it?" You mumbled sleepily, rubbing your eyes and slapping your face a few times to sober up a bit. Even if your eyes were half open, you still kept them closed as a yawn left you and pretended to listen to him while leanin over the table.
"I believe, as true magic holders, you would agree on the fact that there are people who shouldn't be here." said Lucius sneering, emphasising on true magic and people while looking especially at Lily as the girl suddenly curled in on herself in fear. James seethed from where he was sitting as his eyes wandered to the girl and then his friends, silently planning another prank for Lucius so bad that the blonde wouldn't be able to walk outside.
Their eyes drifted to you though, Peter eating anxiously, Sirius raising a brow as Remus lifted his head and stared with an expectant look. This was the moment they would get their answers, whether what you had been telling them was true.
Whether you really cared about being pure or not.
"This is a magic school Lucius, anyone who has magic can enter. I heard that the bullying of pureblood nonsense wasn't as bad in other schools and they are also welcoming so... Suck it up." You explained bored and waved your hand dismissively at hım as he widened his eyes and sputtered out in disbelief.
How could someone as powerful as you say such thing?
His eyes drifted to where the group of your "friends" were sitting and cheering you excitedly, clapping hands as your eyes shone with happiness for being accepted by them wholeheartedly finally. Their smiling faces were cute, and you'd later go and buy some chocolate and sweets for them but right now, you couldn't be the sugar mommy.
You needed sleep. Immediately.
"Now, I will sleep and you better not wake me up..."
"They are the ones who feed you with lies, are they not?" He sneered angrily as he came closer to your form, a frustrated sigh leaving your lips at what he foolishly said while forgetting who you exactly where, instead seeing one of those submissive girls he was used to having around at his beck and call.
How easily you could end him and his whole lineage.
"If you think them, you or any other person can manipulate me, that's your problem. But I'd like to point that I can suck the magic out of you, alter your memories and even make your hair turn pink without you or anyone realizing what's happening. Don't tempt me..." your eyes snapped an angry yellow as your hands glowed with golden swirls of raw magic, making him take a step back in slight fear.
"you're only angry because one, she is pretty. Two, she is wicked smart and three, she is one of the few girls who said no to you." You mumbled tiredly and bored as you rolled onto your other side on the bench and continued to sleep soundless as if you didn't just threaten him with unaliving. The only answer you got, not that you cared, was just a grunt and feet stomping away.
"Fucking git of a witch... And she is supposed to be Merlin? Only a fake öne with those she hangs out..."
Needless to say, as you snapped your eyes open and slowly rose up, your eyes glowing in the usual golden color as your hair floated up and the ground shook angrily... Lucius was fucked.
After that flipping you did with Lucius, practically all the school was on their knees worshipping you
Because fucking finally someone stopped that menace
After that, the Marauders rarely left your side. Always demanding attention, begging you to teach them and all that... Except Sirius.
He just wanted to bring you over to his home so that you can roast his family too lol
When you learnt what happened to the Black Brothers, after they both warmed up to you, you flipped and choked on the water you were drinking.
"Those fuckers did what?!"
The sight of the Merlin, hair up and floating menacingly as an angry sneer left you was one that would haunt their wildest nightmares to come.
That was when one of them fell for you.
Perhaps, it was Regulus since he had been harbouring a huge crush on you ever since forever or Sirius when he had come to you wounded as you healed him and hugged him thightly to your chest, patting his hair and assuring him that everything would be better as he clinged to you and cried his sadness out.
Sirius... Never thought that he would relate to you.
To what ... What happened to you.
A soft smile as you healed him. "The same as whatever happened to you."
"All my life people failed me. Just because I'm Merlin doesn't mean that I was an exception to the torture you and Regulus went through."
"many times my family told me to just conceive a child and just be a wife... Seeing what I hoped my magic would bring to this world fail and see my descendants suffer... It wasn't what i wanted."
That was a shared regret of both you and Merlin, after all, magic was for everyone. He himself was born to completely human parents with absolutely no relation to magic. He lived through an era when pretty much everyone was hung for magic but still managed to survive for... this?
For his own children to do the same?
Apart from the angsty traumatical life experiences you all had and literally parenting a bunch of sad kids...
Their pranks were fucking genius.
Now, you didn't join them in their shenanigans much, especially if it included poor Severus
But from time to time... You would come up with the weirdest, most AWESOME and jawdropping jokes ever developed by mankind
Such as changing all the toilet papers on the bathrooms with an identical realistic cake version of them that would explode with lighters as soon as they were touched, just to piss off both female and male bullies that picked on the poor students- mostly muggleborns
And then, as if you had a better mental state, there was the weekly sessions you had where you just listen to them vent.For more than once, you assured Remus no, he wasn't a mindless monster and yes, you were totally sure he deserved happines, or making Peter see his true worth and not living on what people thought of him, making him gain some confidence. Then there were the "tea parties but actually drinking parties" you went with Sirius in the muggle world where he just cried about his life and then proceeded to pole dance like a maniac as you calmly sipped your water.
Or sitting with Effie and James as you three gossipped and talked shit about the most pureblood families.
But... even if you seemed lively and happy, every listener needed someone else to listen to them too and they were ready to pay back for every time you took care of them.
But it wasn't that easy.
Another fact of having a fucked up family life: Inability to actually react
Such as crying
( why the hell do I keep coming back to angsty side??)
For the longest time you thought it was a hard thing to do.
Like.... how does a person just tear up?
Ohhh, and you didn't even want to cry with an audience watching. That shit was scarier than any Boggart possible.
Then you saw James cry after he saw a Puffskein and... yeah.
Then the day came when they were all talking about birthdays and you said you never celebrates it and... They all stared blankly.
" Wait... like at all?"
"nope, never seen the thrill of it." You answred noncholantly, groaning when Sirius suddenly jumped on your laying figure on the carpet and shook you frustratedly.
"Even I had a birthday celebration in my life! What do you-"
"It never was a celebratory thing, except reminding my family how good of a tool I am... So I never brought it up and-James are you crying?? Remus-no,no not all of you!
Aghh, come on... * affectionately yet awkwardly patting their back as James cried on your neck while the four clutched you from all sides*
After that, it had become a mission for them to show you just how much they appreciated you by showering you with gifts, your favourite meals and even taking you to a muggle concert with the girls.
You totally didn't get wasted and ended up making out with one of them drunkenly after they made you get loose a little bit after that strict life-
They were the family you wished you had but never did, they showed you a lot of things and made you have fun. They showed you how to love and care and they were now... family.
You were ready to, quite literally, die for them
And therefore, as the only one with the knowledge of what was going to happen to them... You had to take action and protect those silly kids from the evil clutches of the common enemy.
"Are you not a kid yourself though?" would be James' answer whenever you spoke about the war, since he too was worried but couldn't let it affect your friends when they relied on him, teasing you playfully with a smile though he was happy you cared about them just as much as they cared about you.
"It's different, I'm Mer-"/ "You are Y/N and our friend who is also 17. It's okay to be scared, you don't have to shoulder everything."
That fucker and his sudden cute yet emotional talks-
It did nothing to even slightly stop you tho, you already made a plan.
Dumbledore obviously knew who you were, how powerful and strong you were and could easily become a supreme wizard/witch, therefore he thought the best way to deal with you was to get rid of you.
Jinxes, poison, harsh training, hard missions that not even the best wizard or witch wouldn't be able to complete...
You stopped all of them, it was as if you were like a killing machine, never wavering back and diving first to the fight just to protect your friends so that they could sleep peacefully for one more night, so that they could smile even slightly a bit more.
Even if you turned back bloody and bruised, having to listen to them scold and pamper you, you just didn't die.
And you knew who was behind all this, and why he was doing it.
"Look, Dumbledore, I don't care if I'm messing up with your plans- which I'm so delighted to do so, you have no idea- but if you get on my way and threaten my friends one more time, know that it's not gonna end up well for you."
"But the prophecy-"
"Damn the prophecy! I'm not letting you manipulate young children into a war that's not theirs to fight! If needed, I'll be the one to fight him off... But if you bring them into this death game, I'll gladly finish you as well."
"Remember, I'm the reason why you have that magic coursing through your veins. And I can take it back."
*dramatic standing up and leaving coolly without the cloak like the Batman*
And even with all these shit going on, having 5638 different meltdowns and existensial crises
"Oh, isn't that the traitor hanging out with those bastards?"
Lucius Malfoy, a pain in my ass
"Oh, if it's not my favourite brat in the world! What is it this time, Malfoy? Are you going to whine because I refused to marry you?"
Well, that was something the Marauders didn't expect. You were supposed to marry him?
What the hell?!
"You should be grateful that it was I who asked for your hand in marriage, Y/L/N-"
Remus clenched his jaw at the clear insult, at him seeing himself above you when it was the other way around. He saw how you fisted at your clothes and he took a hold of your hand under the table. He knew, just like the rest of his friends, that you wished your identity to be hidden, that you didn't want others to see you any different.
But Malfoy was making it very hard for you, for the past 4 years or so.
"Trust me, brat, you are the one who would have been all over the moon if that were to happen."
That cold voice didn't mean something good.
"What did you just say?"
"I said that you are hust pissy bevause for the first time in your life, someone, a woman, stood on her ground and flat out ridiculed you with rejecting you. In front of people. It's very sad that you, like the other blood-suprematists, are void of love and care but guess what?"
"My family marries for love, we are the ones who gave all of you this magic and you dare to belittle me, boy? Patheatic, little man."
Okay this was hot, and now the one who had a crush on you had a bleeding nose-
And that, was the story and the first entry of your "Marauders Diary".
