Letters To My Lupin

Letters To My Lupin

Pairing: Remus Lupin x Fem! Reader CW: Occasional swearing but that’s about it. Genre: Fluff

Summary: Remus decided to find out who’s behind giving him little notes and chocolates ever since his fourth year at Hogwarts that made him fall in love.

Note: It’s time for my man’s fic! (Don’t let Regulus see this) This is just pure fluff guys (and self-indulgent tbh) please enjoy! I had so much fun making this! (The song I listened to while making this is Hey Lover! - Wabie, you guys might want to listen to it while reading this ;) ) Photos used are from Pinterest! Credits to the owner!

‘The man that you are, Remus Lupin. It honestly drives me crazy.’

Normally, this would be weird and downright creepy for other people if they receive this kind of note from an anonymous sender— but for Remus, it isn’t.

Remus feels his brows raise, a small smile grazes upon his lips, chuckling to himself as he folds up the small piece of paper and tucks it to his cardigan pocket, quite amused. It sort of became a part of his routine to receive letters and chocolates (mainly kisses) from his secret admirer almost every day since the start of their fourth year.

He found it weird at first, feeling a bit creeped out as he thought it was a bit stalkerish. He would find random notes to his bed with a Hershey’s kiss after taking a shower or when he got back from classes, on some occasions it will be delivered through the owl in the great hall (which was quite embarrassing in his opinion). He often catches himself waiting for the little note and chocolates to just magically appear wherever he is at the moment.

As time passed, he was actually looking forward to the little harmless notes he receives. It felt surprisingly good? Somehow, his heart fills with warmth and a smile subconsciously forms on his lips. He even has a small box hidden under his bed which was filled with the little notes you send him throughout the years.

It makes him feel like he could be loved; he’s worthy of being loved.

He took the Hershey’s chocolate bar that came along with the note, opening it and taking a bite. Seems like his secret admirer was feeling pretty generous today.

“Moony, can I have some?” Sirius asks, eyeing the chocolate in his friend’s hands.

“No. It’s mine.”

“Aw come on! Are you seriously still upset I just took one kiss from your not-so-hidden stash?! You’ve got loads of ‘em mate!” Sirius threw his arms up in the air, complaining. “It’s mine, Pads. Go buy yours.” He reasons out but breaking a piece off his chocolate bar and giving some to an awaiting and smug Sirius.

“It tastes better when it’s free,”

“Seems like Moony got a note, huh?” James teased, elbowing the tall werewolf as he saw the paper poking out of the pocket of Remus’ cardigan and the chocolate in his hands.

“What does it say, Moons?” Peter asked curiously.

Remus blushed, a shade of pink dusting his face as he shakes his head.

“Come on, Moony! You always used to tell us!” Sirius whines tugging Remus’ arm, shaking his dear friend. James laughed, a sudden glint in his eye. “Pads, stop it- “cue a protest from Sirius. “Our Moony’s blushing!” James teased in a sing song voice. “Oh sod off, Prongs!” Remus retorts back.

“You think we don’t notice mate?”

Remus fell silent, flustered. Prongs caught him off guard. “I don’t know what you’re talking about Prongs- “

“You’re in love, Moony.” Sirius cuts him off, smiling cheekily at one of his best mates. Remus raised an eyebrow and “You think I would fall for a person who sends me letters anonymously?”

“Well, yes?” Sirius smiled sheepishly as Remus shot him an unimpressed look. “You’re secretly a hopeless romantic, Moony. Don’t think we don’t notice you reading those romance books when you thought no one is looking.” Peter joined in, smiling.

He just sighs, rubbing his hands on his face. He can’t deny it, they’re right. It makes him feel stupid that he felt attraction to whoever is sending letters to him, but he can’t help it.

“Y/n, you’re seriously going to make the poor boy have diabetes by the time he turns 21.” Your friend shakes her head, seeing the overflowing number of chocolates scattered on your bed as you decide what to give him throughout the week.

“He just looks so adorable; I can’t help it!” You reasoned out, finally picking up the Reese cups at the foot of your bed and deciding you (more like your owl) will give it to him tomorrow.

“Merlin’s beard, Y/n! You’re so fucking in love with Remus Lupin. You’ve probably already spent hundreds of galleons already just to get your hands on muggle chocolate.” She told you, knowing that you bribed one of your muggle born classmates to buy you some during the break.

“Not hundreds, probably around a thousand?” You shrugged, grabbing a quill and a piece of parchment, smiling to yourself as you write. “Y/n! You’ve got to be kidding me!” Your friend exclaimed, stunned.

“Eh, it’s alright.” You waved her off, folding the piece of parchment and attaching the chocolate to it.

“I’m seriously gonna tell Sirius one of these days that you’re the one who sends love letters to his friend.”

“And I’m also gonna seriously tell him that you secretly wish you would date each other.”

Remus stared at the Reese Cup and note that was delivered in front of him as he ate breakfast in the great hall. A small smile crept through his lips as he opened the note. ‘I hope you like Reese cups :) Have a great day!’

The owl hoots, trying to get Remus’ attention. “Ah yes, I almost forgot. Sorry!” He took out a treat, feeding it to the owl before grabbing the little note he made, tying it securely so it wouldn’t fall. “Give that to your owner, yeah?” The owl then flew away.

“Finally making a move, Moony?” Sirius asked, smirking as he saw the whole interaction. “I guess? I need to find out who’s been sending them before we graduate, because I might never get the chance to.”

“Oh my Merlin! You wouldn’t believe it! Remus just sent me a letter!” You exclaimed, entering your dorm room, expecting your friend to be there.

Well she is, but two things were out of the ordinary: A boy was in your dorm room hanging out with your friend, and it was Sirius Black. Your stomach dropped. “Ah shit.” You mumbled, feeling the heat creep up your cheeks. You couldn’t even look at him, worried he’ll tease you and you just might combust from the utter embarrassment you’re feeling.

“I see you’re the one who’s sending our Moony little notes?” He grinned, acknowledging you. All you could do was mutter a small “Yeah.” wanting the castle floors to swallow you whole now.

“It’s alright, Y/n. I’m pretty sure he’s already head over heels for you. He might just marry you then and there when you finally decide to meet him.” Sirius chuckles.

“Sirius! What does it say, Y/N?” Your friend asks, clearly happy and eager for you.

“He wants to meet me,” You blushed as Sirius whistled and your friend squeals.

“That’s my Moony!”

“That’s great! When?”

You gulped, “Later evening, an hour before our Astronomy class shared with Gryffindors.”

To say that you were nervous was an understatement. Your felt your heart rate pick up every time you heard footsteps echoing, getting closer to your meeting place for it to only pass by. You kept having these mini heart attacks every now and then as you patiently waited for Remus to (hopefully) arrive.

“Y/n?” A voice called out, making you turn your head in that direction.

Remus felt his world stop, seeing the girl who took his breath away since they were first years. You offered him a nervous smile as he slowly walked towards her.

He would never admit it, but he secretly pictured you to be the one that was writing notes and giving him those chocolates that made his day. It was probably the main reason why he felt attracted to the person behind the notes and chocolates he receives. Although he made himself believe it was far from the truth, there is no way you would’ve done those when there were more good-looking guys other than him.

Except it was real. You’re standing in front of him and looking up with those eyes of yours that seem to enchant him and make him fall for you even deeper. “Hi, Rems.” Biting your lip nervously, calling him by the nickname you gave him in your letters.

 Merlin, maybe Sirius is right; he might marry you right there and then.

So fluffy🫶🏻✨

Hi! Can I please request a poly!mauraders or poly!wolfstar (whatever you prefer I don't mind!) where the fem!reader is a seer and she just randomly had a vision in the future where they live a happy domestic life (with kids) and she got so flustered and the boys find it adorable and maybe tease her playfully about it?

I absolutely love your blog and writing I get so happy when you post😭 💗 Have a good day!

okay, honestly? I never imagined even writing about a Seer character nor liking it this much!! when my requests open up again you guys are going to have to request more of this kind of character, I'm obsessed. Thank you for the love, dolly!!!

~please note: my requests are currently closed as I work through older ones~

poly!marauders x fem!reader who is a Seer

CW: mentions of children and pregnancy

You stirred the honey into your tea for far longer than was strictly necessary as you replayed your latest Sight through your head.

Life hadn’t always been easy being a Seer – even worse having come from a muggle family who took your specific gift to be a sure sign of the devil. Thankfully, things started to make a little more sense (at least for yourself) when you received your Hogwarts acceptance letter at eleven. 

However, it appeared that the ability of Sight was not easily accepted in the wizarding world either.

You were fortunate enough to See that you’d eventually meet someone who understood what it was like to be shunned by the very world who created you; and with that boy would come two others who would become some of the most important figures in your life.  

Of course, futures can always change and nothing is ever set in stone; people change their minds all of the time and set out a different course of action. Understanding this doesn’t always make the Sight’s any less jarring, however. 

You really shouldn’t be as shaken up about your Sight as you currently were, seeing as there have been times you’ve literally Seen death, violence, and accidents. This Sight, for all intents and purposes, was really rather sweet.

“Hey, hey! Hang on. We’re gonna let mummy rest, okay?” You heard Remus whisper just outside the door to your bedroom. Though his words were chiding, you could hear the smile laced into his tone.

“But I wanna give her a hug!” A little voice whined in protest.

Remus chuckled and you heard him press a kiss – you could only imagine it was to the child’s hair.

“You guys can come in, Moons.” You called; voice rough from disuse as you sat up in bed. Seemingly on their own volition, your hands migrated to rest protectively over your ever-growing bump.

“Mama!” A little voice squealed as they launched themselves up onto the bed and crawled their way over to you.

“Did I hear you giving your Da a hard time out there?” You teasingly chided, but you couldn’t help the beaming smile you shot at your little black haired, grey eyed child. 

“I only wanted to give Mama a hug.” They pouted, shooting you puppy dog eyes you knew they could have only learned from the likes of James Potter.

“Oof, cariad; you’ve been spending too much time with Daddy it appears.” Remus commented, clearly agreeing with your internal dialogue.

“Have not!” The child shouted as James appeared and leaned against the door frame muttering “I resent that.”

“Well? Can I have my hug then, sweetheart?” You asked, to which the child all too willingly obliged, launching themselves at your torso.

“Oi! Easy there little lion; you’re squishing your little brother or sister there!” Remus scolded, gently pulling the child off your form.

“Sorry baby.” The child apologized quickly, planting a conciliatory kiss to your bump before leaping from the bed and careening out of the room.

“I can’t believe we’re going to have two of those, soon.” Remus commented as he watched the child disappear from his sight.

“You better hope the next one’s yours, Moons.” James chuckled as he pat Remus’ bum before making his way to your bedside to press a kiss into your hair. 

“Why me?” Remus asked through a laugh.

“Well, we’ve got a Sirius carbon copy, and if the very next one is a mini-James!? You might as well check us all into the Janus Thickey Ward at St. Mungo’s right now.”

“You don’t want a little mini-Prongs running around?” Remus asked with a cheeky smile as he stepped up behind James and wrapped his arms around his middle, nuzzling into his neck.

“Oh, I’d love a mini-Prongs. But I’d also love a mini-Moony.” James admitted, and even though he was blushing he beamed a proud smile.

“Any child that comes from our sweet, beautiful wife will be perfect.” Sirius commented from the door, his little doppelgänger propped up on his hip looking very odd in all their colours and general toddler mess against Sirius who was still in his smart work attire. 

So, you see? It really was a lovely Sight. But you couldn’t seem to shake the overwhelming anxiety that had settled into the pit of your stomach. 

Marriage? Children!?

Pardon the pun but you truly did not see that coming. 

You knew James loved kids and loved the idea of having a family of his own one day, but he was also so incredibly happy with the partners he found in the three of you that he would have been happy either way.

Sirius was always staunchly against children. “This line of assholes needs to end.” He’d say. And when James asked if Sirius would be able to love a child if it wasn’t a Black biologically, he hesitated and said, “I’m worried I’ll be like my dad.”

And Remus; sweet, sensitive Remus seemed so heartbroken to admit that he “didn’t want to curse a child to a life with a werewolf for a father”.

You hadn’t ever really minded too much either way. And so, you figured that was that; the four of you just wouldn’t have kids.

“What’s that look for dollface?” Sirius commented as he popped a piece of bacon into his mouth.

“Hm?” You asked, startled out of your reverie.

“You’ve been stirring your tea for ages, dove. I’m sure it’s likely cold by now.” Remus explained, gently shaking your shoulder as he walked behind you to retrieve the toast that just popped.

“Oh.” You said dumbly, bringing the cup to your lips and sipping from your now lukewarm tea.

“I think someone Saw something and isn’t telling her boyfriends.” James sing-songed from his place across from you, correctly noticing your tells and causing you to scowl.

“The audacity.” Sirius squawked, clutching at his non-existent pearls. 

Remus, always much more understanding and empathetic to your strife than the other two, bent over your chair and hugged you from behind. “Is everything okay, dovey?” He murmured against your chin.

You let out a breath and hummed in the affirmative. “Is everyone okay?” He asked again.

“Yeah, no. Everyone was safe and happy. We’re okay.” You assured him, not wanting to cause any undue worry for your werewolf boyfriend. His biggest fear was that one day you would See him – The Wolf – hurting someone, hurting them. 

“Wait!” James shouted as he slammed his cup down a little too roughly, causing his plate and silverware to rattle. “We didn’t break up, did we!?”

“No!” You shouted back, laughing at the boy’s antics. “Jamie, honest. Everything was fine, things were good.”

“Well, you don’t sound convinced.” James countered.

“If it was fine and things were good, why won’t you tell us?” Sirius argued. His teasing smile fell when your eyes filled with tears, and you looked down to your lap.

“Whoa, hey.” Sirius commented, pulling his chair over so his knees knocked against yours as he turned your chair to face him. “I’m sorry, dolly. What’s up, hm? What happened?”

You laughed miserably at yourself as you wiped tears from your eyes. “It was fine! Honest, I don’t know why I’m like this.”

James groaned as if seeing you upset was causing him physical pain. “What did you See, angel. Please.” He practically begged.

You shook your head in exasperation and tried to sober up your emotions. “We were married with a child, another on the way.”

The only sound in the room was the ticking of the clock on the wall; you had literally sucked the air right out of the room (and apparently from your boyfriends’ lungs). 

“Married?” James whispered in awe.

“With children?” Sirius added dumbfoundedly.

You let out a humourless chuckle and stood from your seat, gathering your plate and cup to bring to the sink. You stepped around Remus who seemed to be frozen in shock. 

“Sit down, Moony.” You ordered gently after you disposed of your plate, moving to guide him by his shoulders to your since vacated spot when he turned on you.

“Was it the child!?” He asked urgently, eyes wild with fear.

“What?”

“Is the child okay? Did something happen to them!? Were they hurt?” He pressed. 'Did I hurt them?' went unsaid but was heard loud and clear.

“They were fine. They were happy, loved.” You said gently.

He seemed to relax and allowed you to guide him to the table.

“I don’t understand, then.” James admitted, taking one of Remus’ hands in his. “Why didn’t you want to tell us?”

You felt your eyebrows furrow as you considered him. “I just...sort of thought that was out of the question for us, you know?”

“Do you not want to have kids with us?” Sirius asked, suddenly sounding far more fragile than you ever remember.

“What? I... that’s not it at all! I was under the impression you didn’t want kids.” You accused.

Sirius’ head moved back and forth in a ‘so-so’ gesture as he looked to Remus and James. “I’d have your kids.”

You shook your head in confusion. “What!?”

“Well...I love all of you, and you would all make wonderful children. I’d...I’d have your children.” He clarified.

Not at all helpful when the child was clearly his.

“It was mine, wasn’t it?” Sirius asked at your silence. You nodded your head yes. “Was I... was I nice to them?”

You couldn’t help but smile, both at the vulnerability of Sirius in this moment and at the memory itself.

“Yes, you were. They were very loved, clearly.”

Sirius smiled at that.

“It was mostly Moony-centric though.” You added.

Remus turned to you quickly at that. “Me?” He asked breathlessly, eyes red rimmed. 

You hummed in agreement. “You were trying to convince them to let me sleep. They got their way in the end.”

James scoffed. “Typical Moony – total pushover.”

Remus turned to him with a bemused smile. “That’s not fair, you are far more of a pushover than me.”

“They were using Jamie’s puppy dog eyes, Rem. You can’t be held accountable.” You joked. 

All three men turned to look at you then, determination painting their features.

“I want to see.” Sirius demanded.

“I’ll go get the pensieve!” James called as he took off out of the room. 

Remus couldn’t seem to control himself any longer and roughly pulled you into his lap. “Did you make me a dad?” he murmured into the side of your head.

Your cheeks burned furiously at the insinuation. “I believe the correct term was ‘Da’.”

“HURRY UP PRONGS!” Remus hollered over your head, clearly excited to see what you had seen.

“I can’t believe you weren’t going to tell me I was a father, Y/N.” Sirius jokingly chided, pinching your thigh in reprimand. Remus quickly shifted you onto his other thigh and away from Sirius’ fingers.

“Oi! Be nice to our darlin’ girl, Pads. She gives you children.” Remus spat. Sirius seemed to melt slightly at that.

The all pulled out of the pensieve at the same time a little breathless and spun quickly to look at you.

“Dovey!” Remus shouted.

“You looked fuckin’ amazing! Like a goddess.” James cheered, moving to pick you up out of your seat on the sofa and maneuver you onto his lap.

“I love them so much.” Remus murmured staring at nothing in particular. “Oh my gods, I think...I think I have my mum’s old knitting magazines. We should knit them some little booties.” But the rest of Remus’ ramblings were cut off as he walked down the hall to look for said magazines. 

“We don’t have kids yet, please don’t take up knitting!” You shouted after him, but James kept you planted in his lap.

“I’m really a dad?” Sirius asked in disbelief, a shocked smile playing at the corners of his lips. 

“A hot one too.” James said with a wink. The flirting seemed to shake him from his thoughts as he turned a cheeky smirk in James’ direction.

“Well obviously babes, that was never up for debate.”

“I found them!” you heard Remus call, his voice muffled from no doubt deep within the crawlspace under the stairs.

“Oh gods. I’m going to have more of you all to look after.” You groaned miserably, falling limp out of James’ lap as he and Sirius gasped in faux outrage and attacked you with tickles and kisses to “take it back!”

Danger Meter [5]

》Miscommunication《

▪︎Pairings: Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x Reader

▪︎Pronouns: She/Her [Fem! Reader]

▪︎Warnings: Language

▪︎Genre: Soulmate Au! Angst and Fluff

▪︎Synopsis:Your soulmate rarely seems to be out of the High risk zone according to your mark, which makes you worry.Oh well— you already know the same goes for him.

》 Masterlist 》Bradley's Masterlist

》Previous 》Next

You pretended you couldn't feel Rooster staring at you from across the room.

You pretended you couldn't see the longingness in his eyes, as you laughed with Bob or joked around with Hangman.

You also pretended you don't think that he's your soulmate.

The past few days has been rough on you, the mental exhaustion evident on your face as the light from the Hard Deck illuminates your face.

"Robby, what brings you here?" You looked over your shoulder, leaning against your car that is parked infront of Hard Deck.

"I know what you're thinking, y/n/n."

You raised one eyebrow, "Care to be specific? I'm thinking 'bout millions of things, Robby." You chuckled, he neared you until he's next to you, leaning against your car.

"I know that you think he is the one." Bob answered, looking at the night sky. You stilled, damn, you couldn't really hide anything from him. Bob already memorized your actions, feelings, and thoughts like the back of his hand.

It's not like you're not the same to him, you know what he wants you to do before he can even say it out loud.

"You want me to test it out." You stated, which made Bob look at you and smile. "Who knows?" You closed your eyes and drew in a breath, a shaky sigh leaving your lips.

"I'm scared."

Bob reached for your hand and gave a comforting squeeze, urging you to continue. "Why?"

"What if he isn't the one? I'd feel like I'm betraying my soulmate because of my feelings for him, Robby." You looked down as Bob widened his eyes, "So you admit you like him?"

"Yes. I do like him, but he probably doesnt' like me." You confirmed as bob shaked his head, telling you that Rooster doesn't dislike you. He needs to talk to Pheonix about this later.

"As long as ypur soulmate isn't Bagman then they're okay to me." His statement earned a chuckle from you, but a thought crossed over your head which dampened your lightening mood.

"And with the Uranium mission coming up.. If I ever get picked for it, will I even come back alive? Will I ever come back at all?" You asked yourself, fear evident in your eyes.

"I want to meet my soulmate before I leave for the mission, I might never come back, Robby. Just once and I will be happy." You looked away. Bob knows exactly what you mean as he shaked his head.

"We will come home safe." Bob stated, as he gripped your hand and made eye contact with you. You could feel him determined, and somehow, his words bring you a sense of comfort.

"So hot." You moaned, fanning yourself with your hands. Jake who coincidentally walks past you, winked. "Thanks sweetheart." You made a disgusted face at him.

"What the.. I was talking about the weather. Shut your trap statefarm or else I'll make you eat sand." You shaked your head as he laughed, walking away. "That damn mouth of his, I swear." You grabbed your sunglasses as you sat at one of the beach chairs.

"Mind if I sit here?" You heard someone asked.

Looking over your shoulder, you repsonded "Sure, whatever. Don't think it's occupied anyway." Rooster looked at you for a long while and sighed, "Look, I'm sorry for ignoring yo-"

"Rooster, I forgive you. Let's just put it behind us, yeah? I'm sure you have your reasons." You mumbled.

"It still doesn't give me the the right to be a douche." He shaked his head, being sincere.

"Sorry about Hangman too, he's a fucking asshole, I know." You added. You heard the chair creak as he sat beside you.

He tried to look at anything but you. But his eyes seemingly cannot do it, he's mesmerized. The fact that this is one of the few times he got to see you without your uniform or flight suit is doing things to him. It's not helping that the navy blue sports bra and white shorts are complimenting your body.

And you acted like you don't know he was checking you out.

"You don't need to apologize on the behalf of him. He's not your responsibility." He stated. You chuckled, "Well, I feel kinda responsible."

"You and Hangman are getting into fights recently, I heard that you got into a fight at Hard Deck." You looked at him.

Rooster drew in a breath. Did you know the reason why they fought? Has Hangman already brainwashed you that he's no good for you and that he's a player?

"I don't know what ypu guys fought about but from what I heard what happened it seems serious."

Rooster stilled for a moment, opening and closing his mouth. You don't know? It's a miracle it hasn't reached you yet, considering almost everyone knows about it now. Bob and Pheonix did a good job at keeping things seemingly under the wraps infront of you.

"Yeah, it is." He mumbled.

"Care to tell me about it?"

"Well.." Bradley hesitates, he doesn't know how.

"I don't bite. Lay it on me, dude." You grinned. Rooster sighed, "We fought because of a girl."

He noticed your smile faltered, or maybe that was just his imagination? Maybe he's just being delusional.

"And? What? He likes the girl and you like her too?" You tried to act like that it didn't affect you. But it did, it felt like someone stabbed you as you listen to Rooster talk about this girl that he's head over heels for.

You weren't dumb, you can see that Rooster is hopelessly in love.

"I like her, I think she's my soulmate."

Tears sprang onto your eyes as you try to keep your smile and voice steady, thank goodness you were wearing sunglasses. Rooster didn't seem to notice it.

"Oh really?"

"Yeah, but Hangman.. He doesn't like that idea."

You need to get out of here, you need to ne away from Rooster. Tears are threatening to spill from your eyes as you can feel your heart hurting.

"Oh, maverick's here.." Your voice cracked, before he can even ask what's wrong you were already jogging towards Bob and Pheonix.

"Rooster, do you realize how fucking dumb are you?" Pheonix asked, glaring as the taller man looked away.

"So that's why she wasn't her usual self earlier in the beach.." Bob mumbled, Rooster asked "Wasn't she just down because she didn't win?"

Pheonix rolled her eyes as she face palmed. "Are you that dense Bradshaw? It's clear that she's painfully inlove with you! You think she's upset over the football? No! It's because you were talking like you have another girl in mind that you like!" She threw her hands up in the air, almost smacking Rooster in the face.

"You think so?.." he asked, looking down.

"That she's inlove with you and that you're dumb? Abso-fucking-lutely."

He wants to fucking believe it, he wants to think that you feel the same way to him. He wants to think that there's a chance you like him and think that he's your soulmate.

"You better figure this out before the mission, Rooster." Pheonix shakes her head. "Do you have any intel, Bob?"

Bob looked at Pheonix uneasily, "This will be the first and last time I'm going to snitch on her, Pheonix."

He knows that snitching on someone isn't good, but he could endure you being angry at him for a few days than not say it. He knows that this is going to be the important key to stop the misunderstandings between you and rooster.

"Yeah I know Bob, get on with it!" Pheonix turned to look at Rooster, making sure he's listening.

"She likes you, Rooster."

Rooster couldn't process it, he blinked a couple of times. "Hold on, one more time." He urged Bob to repeat what he said, maybe he just misheard.

"She's inlove with you, Rooster. She thinks that you're her soulmate."

Bradley Bradshaw couldn't believe it, his mouth opened as he asked a quite ridiculous question. "Are you sure?"

Bob sighed, shaking his head. Love makes people dumb, he thought. "Look man, if you don't believe me then I don't know what to tell you except for find it out yourself."

"Try to touch her subtly, like brush your hands against hers during class and stuff like that. See if your mark will glow." Pheonix suggested, Bradley hummed, considering it.

"What should I do if I find out we're soulmates?"

"I- Rooster, does Bob and I look like an instruction manual for how to deal with your soulmate?" Pheonix facepalmed.

"I was just asking..-"

"Well then it's a dumb question!"

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Heart Chaser

Pairing: James Potter x Reader CW: Grumpy reader, James getting injured, and Language. Genre: Fluff Summary: James tries to woo you over many times before, with what he does best- being a showoff and with a promise of a hogsmeade date if they win the quidditch tournament

Note: James is a certified simp. This is a self-indulgent one shot, enjoy reading!

James was stupid- it goes without saying. Stupidly in love with you, who wants nothing to do with him. He always greets you with his charming smile, you greet him back with a scowl or a sneer just for him.

He was like a stubborn gum stuck in the bottom of your shoes that you have a hard time getting rid of.

“Is he hit in the head? Why is he doing fucking flips when he could make our house win?” You scowl, arms folding over your chest as he whizzes near you, sending a wink your way. The other girls around you squealed, thinking it was for them as giggles and whispers surrounded you. If anything, you were quite the contrary. If you could puke, you probably would’ve already done it by now.

“Hm, Black is quite a good player. Quite better than their stupid captain who just knows how to show off.” You commented on seeing Sirius Black swinging his bat to hit the incoming bludger that was aimed at James, effectively protecting the chaser. Her friends, Mary and Marlene looked at each other, eyebrows raised in surprise.

“Fancy dating a beater rather than a chaser, huh?”

Marlene teased while Mary chuckled, trying not to show her amusement to the annoyed you. “Right, so if I compliment a boy on his quidditch skills that means I’m madly in love with him? Great.” You scoffed, crossing your arms over your chest as you redirected your attention to the game.

“Oh come on, we were just teasing you, Y/n!” Mary pokes your side playfully, “I should’ve just let the sorting hat put me in Slytherin, that way I wouldn’t have to deal with you both.”

“Oh sod off, Y/n. You were pissing your pants in fear in front of older Slytherin students in our first year.” Marlene snickers, dodging your attempts to get to her as Mary tries to block you from actually hitting her.

“Why you little- “

“…And the Gryffindor team wins!”

Cheers erupted from your side as you widened your eyes in surprise. There he was, James Potter got off his broom as Sirius started to carry him on his shoulders, their teammates surrounding them. James met your eyes and smiled (quite stupidly in your opinion) sending a wink your way which made a sour look appear on your face. What a showoff.

“C’mon, game’s over. I don’t want to see Pothead’s face more than what’s necessary.” You grabbed them both and left the quidditch pitch. Marlene protested at first, but then immediately tried to persuade you into joining the common room party that night.

“Yeah yeah, whatever.” You waved her off, wanting Marlene to shut up and forget what you said. Oh, how wrong you were.

Which placed you in your current position, Marlene and Mary basically dragged you to the common room where you saw people drunk, dancing, or snogging. “Stay here, Y/n!” We’ll be back!” Marlene giggled, as she and Mary went off to Merlin-knows-where. You felt stupid and out of place, so you just stuck to the side and watched the scenes in front of you unfold.

“Didn’t think you were the type to attend parties like this.” A chuckle was heard, looking in the direction of the voice, you saw Remus, leaning against the wall much like what you are doing. You let out a scoff, “Marlene and Mary left to go snog some random people,” He lets out a laugh, “I figured. Would you like some butterbeer?” He offers, you shake your head politely. “It’s alright, I do love some firewhisky.” You joked, his eyebrows shot up in amusement and surprise as Sirius neared you both, seemingly heard your conversation.

“You’re quite surprising, Y/n! No wonder you got Prongs wrapped around your finger.” Sirius had his famous grin plastered on his face, handing you a shot of Olgden’s Old firewhisky. Your eyebrows narrowed suspiciously at Sirius, who urged you to take it. Just where did he even get that and how did he manage to sneak it in?

 “What’s life without a little risk?”

“Don’t even think about giving that to her, Padfoot.”

Like a knight in shining armor, James seemed to pop out of nowhere, getting in between you and Sirius, giving his best friend a disapproving look. Sirius grins sheepishly, raising one arm up in mock surrender, “Alright, Prongsie. Sorry dove! Next time, alright?” Sirius looked at you, winking and running off to somewhere before James could whack him. Remus follows Sirius closely behind to ensure he doesn’t do anything too stupid.

“Thanks, Potter.” You practically forced yourself to utter those words to the boy who had a quite lovestruck look on his face.

“Anything for you, Y/n.”

“Alright, I’ve had enough. Goodbye, congratulations on your win.” You sneered, trying to ignore the blush creeping in your cheeks at the obviously lovestruck James, who seemed to snap out of his trance. “H-hold on!” He grabs your wrist gently, stopping you.

“If we win the next game, let’s go to Hogsmeade.”

Alright, you weren’t expecting that. You stilled, trying to fight the stupid butterflies that started to appear in your tummy. What is happening to you? Did you find James attractive suddenly? This needs to be stopped, at least you hope it will.

“No- “

“Y/n, please! I won’t even pass notes to you anymore in class just to get us both in detention!” He pleads, you must admit that he looks quite cute. Raising an eyebrow, you tried to fight off the amused smirk threatening to make its way on your lips. “So, you’re admitting that you did that so we can spend detention together?” You should’ve whacked him upside the head and be annoyed but strangely, you find it, dare you say- adorable.

James scratched the back of his neck, he was caught. “Erm… So, is that a yes?” You clicked your tongue, “Win the game first then we’ll talk.”

“It seems like the Gryffindor’s Captain is in high spirits today!”

You hear the commentator’s voice rang throughout the cheering crowd. Crossing your arms, you observed James, his demeanor is quite different from last time. He’s more serious than ever, barely even showing off or sending a quick your way when he flies close next to you. It was a huge difference, not that you were bummed out about it (which you secretly are.)

Marlene snickered, noticing your reaction. “Why the long face? Potter not paying attention to you?”

“Sod off, Marlene.” You grumbled, shoving her lightly making her laugh. “Hey! So it’s true! Mary, Potter managed to woo our Y/n- “ You glared at her, a hint of blush dusting your cheek. “I can only tolerate so much, Marls.”

The banter was cut short when you heard gasps and the commentator’s alarmed voice was heard. “It appears that James Potter was knocked off his broom by Ravenclaw’s beater, and he’s falling quite fast! Someone get Madame Pomfrey!”

You paled, mouth turning dry as your eyes searched frantically at the enormous quidditch pitch, feeling your stomach drop as you saw James freefall to the ground quickly.  “No…” Luckily, someone managed to make his fall to the ground a bit less dangerous by turning the ground into a putty-like texture. Biting your lip nervously, you wince as James landed with a loud thud.

He wheezed, lying on the ground, and holding his arm that was probably broken. “Merlin, that actually hurts.” He looks around, shutting his eyes in embarrassment. Out of all the places he could have fallen in, it just simply had to be in front of where you sat. James can already hear you rejecting him taking you out this Saturday.

Rushing to the Hospital Wing, you opened the doors with a loud thud, not caring if you disturbed other patients as you made a beeline to James who was talking with the rest of Marauders.

“You dumb oaf! How could you possibly lose balance in your own broom?!” You furrowed you eyebrows as you saw James visibly wince, feeling ashamed, he looked down at his arm cast. Mary places a hand on your shoulder as Marlene casts an apologetic look towards the boys.

“How will I say yes to your stupid little Hogsmeade date if you’re injured?” You ‘tsked’, crossing your arms in front of your chest, ignoring everyone’s surprised reaction. Sirius whistled, already slapping James on the back as Remus widened his eyes, Peter had his mouth open in shock and your friends stared at you in surprise, looking like you just grew another head.

James quickly looked up at you, eyes beaming with happiness as a dopey smile made its way on his face. “You… you agree?” He bit his lip, trying to contain his excitement. You raised your eyebrows, a small amused smile settling on your face. “I don’t know you’re that daft, but yes. I’ll go on a date with you Potter.”

Everyone around you cheered quietly as Madame Pomfrey sent a warning glare to your group. James grins, leaning in your direction as he looks at you. “Brilliant.” His voice is a soft murmur, only meant for you. Madame Pomfrey’s glare dissolves into a knowing smile as she turns away, giving you both a moment of privacy.

James had a way of capturing people’s hearts by just being himself, he even managed to capture yours- and he doesn’t even think about letting it go.

For poly!marauders request (I saw you asked for some) could you do one where the reader faints out of nowhere and the boys get all panicked and worried and fret over her? 🌙

Hii! Thank you for the great request🫶🏻 It’ll be the first time I do a Poly!Marauder fic so pls do bear with me, I tweaked it a bit, hope you enjoy!

Worried Sick

Pairings: Poly!Marauders x Reader

CW: Mentions of toxic habits, Sirius being an arse, reader fainting, and language.

To say that you were tired would be an understatement. You were exhausted- mentally, and physically as you were buried in a mountain of books, flipping through almost a hundred pages an hour as you tried to juggle three essays and review for NEWTS all at once.

You were so immersed in your studying, the sound of pages flipping and scratching of the quill against parchment made you slip into a hyper-focused mode that you don’t notice the passage of time making you effectively miss lunch and dinner.

“There’s my smart darling!”

Sirius grins, sneaking up to you and kissing your cheek. You jolted, looking up as you saw him, and your other boyfriends sit next to you in the library.

“Hey guys.” You try your best to muster up a cheery smile for them. Remus, who was seated beside you frowns as he notices your pale and tired face. “We haven’t seen you today, love.” You smiled sheepishly, “I was finishing up the essays we’re assigned this week.” Sirius shakes his head in a disapproving manner. “Darling, you know we could just copy off of Remus’s essay when he does it, right?” A protest from Remus was heard, making you chuckle.

“I don’t think our moony would appreciate that.” You cracked a small smile, “But he lets us copy off of his essays ever since we can remember!” James defended Sirius who nodded agreeingly.

“What we would appreciate though, is you not missing out on dinner.” Remus told you, pulling out an apple and two dishes that the house elves prepared, (bribed by James) placing it in front of you.

“Erm... I don’t really have an appetite right now, love.” You grimaced, seeing the stern expression of the werewolf. “You need to eat, darling.” James pleads, puppy eyes activating. You looked at the other two, they seemed to mirror James. “Please love, you’re making us worried sick.” Remus gently pushed the food in your direction.

“Alright then…” How could you possibly deny your adorable boyfriends?

This continued for a few days or so, each day got the boys increasingly worried than yesterday. Sleeping for four hours (five if you’re lucky) and studying all day became your new routine, you hardly even spend time with the boys anymore, only during breakfast at the great hall since you mostly skip lunch and dinner to study. If it weren’t for your friends and your boyfriends, you would’ve already starved.

You groaned, plopping down in between Remus and James, taking a bite of the toast in front of you, and ignoring the light headedness you were feeling since you woke up. Marlene looked up from her plate and winced as she took in the sight of you.

“Merlin, y/n. You look worse than a dementor.”

“Thanks Marls, appreciate it.” You grumbled, taking a swig of the pumpkin juice, grimacing as you felt that a huge gulp of the beverage and a small bite of toast was too much for your stomach to handle.

“I’m serious, when was the last time you had a good night’s rest?” She frowns, shaking her head as she gave a pointed look at your boyfriends. “There’s already three of you and you can’t even manage to take care of your girl?”

“Not my fault she chooses to stick her nose into books rather than spending time with us.” Sirius huffed, crossing his arms over his chest, his dramatic and petty side surfacing. “Pads.” Remus warns, the light headedness that you’ve felt suddenly worsens as you feel the urge to throw up. Lily seemed to notice, shooting a worried glance on your way as you waved it off.

“What Moony? It’s true! It’s like she forgot she even is in a committed relationship with us.” Sirius spat, getting riled up as James tried to diffuse the situation.  “Sirius, I already said I’m sorry…” She rasped out, trying to reach for his hand but he jerked it away. “Don’t be a knobhead, Pads.” Remus glares at him, irritated by how he’s acting.

Sirius rolled his eyes, it was obvious that he was hurt; You rarely spend time with them anymore, accidentally pushing them away and shutting them out just because of those stupid academics. “Whatever.” He grunts, and stands up, walking away from the table.

You felt yourself get weak; as the great hall spins around you, cold sweat started to form on your temple as spots slowly made it’s wany into your vision. Despite your body practically screaming for you to just sit and stay still, you push yourself from the benches and follow him. “Sirius, love- “He turns to you, frowning. “What now?”

 You opened your mouth, about to say a word when suddenly your legs gave out, the spots grew larger as you tried to look at Sirius before your world suddenly faded to black. You heard screams from the students, the loudest ones you recognized were from your friends, especially Marlene and Lily.

“Shit!” Sirius was thankful for his awfully fast reflexes that he managed to catch you before you hit your head on the cold floor. James and Remus rushed to the both of you. “Bloody hell, Pads!” James kneels in front of you, gently tapping your cheek as a sense of urgency surrounds them. “Darling, please open your eyes, can you hear me?” James asked you, every second that ticks makes the feeling of dread in his stomach grow larger.

“P-prongs, Moony… I promise I didn’t know she was going to faint…” Sirius whimpered as he cradles you, eyes looking frazzled and darting back and forth between his lovers. James felt his breath become faster, as you didn’t respond to any of his attempts. Other students started to gather around to take a peek on what’s happening in the middle of the great hall while Marlene and the other Gryffindor students kept them from nearing. Remus knelt next to James, trying not to freak out like what the other two are already doing. He slowly placed his trembling hand on your forehead. “No fever, but we need to take her to Madame Pomfrey.” He announces, biting his lip as Sirius lifts you up bridal style, the three of them rushing you to the hospital wing.

The bright and harsh light of the hospital wing made you wince, you slowly blink, trying to adjust to the brightness of your surroundings. “Darling! You’re awake!” James tackles you into a hug, almost squeezing out the air from your lungs.

“Prongs! Be careful!” Remus’s tone was harsh, as if scolding James. The boy slowly pulled away, pouting, which Remus had ignored. “How are you, love?” Remus’s gaze softened as he looked in your direction, taking your hand in his as he rubbed circles in the back of your hand.

 “For the most part, I’m fine.” You croaked out, James immediately gave you water. After taking a few sips, you let your eyes wander around, someone was missing- Where’s Sirius?

James seemed to catch on this, “He’s outside, beating himself up for being an arsehole.” You frowned, “Can you please tell him to come in? I want to see him…” You mumbled, James nodded and fetched Sirius outside of the hospital wing.

After a short while, Sirius emerged, darting his eyes anywhere but onto you. “Love…” You gently called out to him; Sirius bit his lip as he finally took in the sight of you. “Darling, I’m sorry. I was such an arse to you.” He sincerely apologized while you shake your head, “I’m sorry too, I was stressing out too much. I barely even managed to take care of myself and spend time with you guys.”

“Just don’t do it again, darling. We almost lost our minds when you fainted.” James told you as he tucks stray hair behind your ear.

“I won’t do that again; I’ll just copy off of Moony’s work.” She chuckled, glancing at the said boy, she saw the twinkle in his eyes as he smiled and rolled his eyes playfully.

The sun’s rays filtered out in the curtains of the hospital wing, encasing the four in a warm glow as they conversed amongst themselves, putting the events behind them; silently promising to love and care for each other, through thick and thin.

I wanna start writing for harry potter and the marauders UGH😤 I may or may not have some ideas🏃‍♀️