Mallefizz

Happy New Year - a gift for all my fandom friends who have been such a huge part of my life over the past year. Really, I'm just a wobbly little thing and you have no idea how much you all mean to me. I have loved getting to know you all - I can't wait to share 2023 with you all 💖

Prompt stolen from a couple of my absolute favourites - thank you for letting me have a go at it!

‘Thank you, I love it.’ Sirius wrapped the scarf around his neck and grinned at Remus who laughed.

‘Here.’ He reached forward and secured the scarf in a tidy knot, adjusting it around Sirius’ neck so it sat just right. ‘There. Perfect.’

‘No. That’s you,’ Sirius leaned forward to bump their noses together. ‘Merry Christmas, Moony.’

Remus sighed happily. ‘Merry Christmas Padfoot. Thank you for my lovely presents.’

Sirius waved him off. ‘Just little things, tis all. Nothing special.’

‘Hey!’ Remus nudged their knees together. ‘What do you mean not special?!’ He ran his fingers down the stack of books balancing in his lap and then clutched a pale grey, monogrammed notebook to his chest. ‘They’re amazing.’

‘Yeh, but do you have a scarf knitted by your actual boyfriend?’ Sirius flicked imaginary hair over his shoulder and tilted his chin up to better expose the slightly knobbly, unevenly woven scarf. ‘I think not, hmm?’

‘You’re ridiculous,’ Remus told him, stealing a kiss and then another. ‘Do you think we should go and see if they need any help?’

‘Nah.’ Sirius stretched out his legs. ‘I can’t hear any blood thirsty screaming so I’m sure they’re doing just fine. Prongs knows his way around our kitchen anyway, he’s here enough.’

‘True.’ Remus carefully placed the pile of books on the floor by the edge of the sofa. ‘But we should probably start tidying up all this. I’ll get the paper and you put everyone’s things in separate piles?’

‘Sounds good to me.’ Sirius groaned lightly as he hauled himself up and surveyed the chaos. There was crumpled wrapping paper strewn all over the room along with various bits of ribbon and bows. Several boxes lay torn open, their contents spilled over the carpet. ‘Bloody hell. What are Reg and Prongs going to do with all of this?!’

‘That’s what happens when it’s the first grandchild on both sides of the family,’ Remus said smiling. ‘He’s been spoilt rotten!’

‘Yes, well,’ Sirius picked up a box of duplo and added it Harry’s pile. ‘I will admit that I may have gone a little overboard.’

‘A little,’ Remus huffed good naturedly. ‘Between you and Effie you bought out the entire toy shop! No wonder the poor thing had to go for nap at,’ he checked his watch, ‘Bloody hell, how is it only half past eight? I’m already knackered!’

‘That’s what happens when someone gets frisky during Midnight Mass,’ Sirius singsonged. ‘O Cum All Ye Faithful indeed!’

Remus shrugged unrepentant. ‘What can I say. It’s not my fault your stocking is hung.’

Sirius burst out laughing and Remus winked at him, scrunching up another ball of snowman printed paper. He shuffled forward and swept an arm underneath the Christmas Tree to gather up what was there.

‘Oh!’ He withdrew his hand, in which was a small, square shaped box. ‘You missed one, Pads!’

‘Oh did I?’ Sirius dropped the cardigan he’d been half heartedly folding, coming over towards Remus.

‘Yeh, sorry. I’d totally forgotten about this one. It’s from me. I saw it a couple of months ago and it reminded me of you.’ Remus held up the box and Sirius took it.

‘You sap,’ Sirius began to peel the paper away, crushing it into a little ball and dropping it onto the floor. ‘Oooo!’ He inspected the little black box, ‘Is it jewellery?’

‘Why don’t you open it and see?’ Remus said, making to get up, kneeling up on one knee.

Sirius prised the lid open with his thumb and gasped. ‘Oh my God,’ he whispered, eyes wide as he took in the contents of the box and then looked back down at Remus who has stilled at the tone of Sirius’ voice.

‘Sirius, are you oka-‘

‘Oh my God!’ Sirius said again, but this time his voice rang out loud and clear. ‘Remus!’

‘You- You like it?’ Remus asked, confused at the reaction. ‘I mean, it’s only a ring-‘

‘I can’t,’ Sirius said, his voice all wobbly.

‘What?’

Sirius thrust the box back at Remus and Remus was very alarmed to see that he was crying.

‘Padfoot what-‘ He made to get up but Sirius pushed him back down.

‘No! You have to do it down there!’ He gestured to the box now in Remus’ hand.

‘O-kay?’ Remus said slowly. He held the box back up to Sirius. ‘Merry Christmas, Padfoot?’

‘Yes!’ Sirius exclaimed, giving a very uncharacteristic little jump. ‘Fuck me, yes!’ And he stuck out his left hand, fingers spread.

‘Oh!’ Remus realised that he was after and pulled the ring from the box. He hovered with it at the tips of Sirius’ fingers, unsure which finger would be the best fit, until Sirius gave a laugh and guided his hand to his fourth finger and allowed Remus to slide the ring on. It was a perfect fit. ‘There.’ Remus said, pleased that Sirius seemed to like it so much. ‘I’m glad you- humph!’

His words got lost as Sirius dragged him upwards and smashed their mouths together, kissing him hard.

‘Woah,’ Remus’ head spun as Sirius finally let him go. ‘What was that for?!?’

‘I can’t believe you Remus Lupin!’ Sirius pulled him back in so their bodies slotted together. ‘I’m so fucking happy!’

‘Good,’ Remus said, voice muffled as he got mouthful of Sirius hair. ‘I’m glad.’

Sirius stood back a little but didn’t release his grip, sliding one arm around Remus’ waist and tugging him tight to his side.

‘Reg! Prongs!’ he shouted. ‘Get the fuck in here.’

There was a moments pause and then James stuck his head round the door, swiftly followed by Regulus.

‘We’re engaged!’

‘What?!’

‘What?!’

‘What?!’

‘Oh my God!’ James let out a high-pitched squeal that made both Regulus and Remus wince and ploughed over towards them, tripping over a pile of wrapping and nearly falling flat on his face. He righted himself just in time. ‘Let me see! Let me see!’

Sirius held out his hand, looking smug.

‘Ahhhhh!’ James practically screamed, flinging himself at the two of them. ‘I can’t believe I was making bloody scrambled eggs and I missed this!’

‘I think that was the whole point, Prongs.’ Sirius said. ‘He wanted you out the way.’

‘Remus bloody Lupin!’ James whacked Remus on the shoulder. ‘You sly dog!’

Remus, who had staggered slightly at the force of James’ embrace cleared his throat. ‘Erm. Yeh. Something like that. I guess?’

‘Congratulations,’ Regulus said, picking his way far more carefully across the room and kissing first Sirius and then Remus on both cheeks.

‘COnGatuLaTionS,’ Sirius imitated Regulus formal tone, shoving his hand in Regulus’ face. ‘Look at my ring and weep, bitch!’

‘Charming,’ Regulus said drolly, reaching up to put a calming hand on James’ shoulder, who was still vibrating with excitement. ‘Go on then, let me have a look.’

Sirius slid the ring from his finger, giving Remus an adoring look and passed it over.

Regulus took and turned it over in his hand and then inspected the inside edge. He stilled and then looked over at Remus disbelievingly. ‘You chose this?’

‘Well, yeh.’ Remus said, desperate to just sit the fuck down and work out what the hell seemed to be happening. ‘I saw it a while ago and it reminded me of Padfoot. So. I bought it.’

‘Oh that’s so romantic!’ James practically swooned. ‘Reg, isn’t that so romantic.’

‘Yes. Very romantic.’ Regulus said, still looking at Remus with his brow raised. He gave the ring back to Sirius, who returned it to his finger immediately.

‘You do realise,’ Regulus turned his attention to his brother. ‘That you’re wearing a genuine Garrard diamond there.’

‘What- Fuck off!’ Sirius exclaimed, looking down at his finger and back at Regulus. ‘Garrard?’

‘Yep,’ Regulus nodded. ‘Hallmarked and everything.’

Sirius looked at Remus who tried his best to smile, although he was sure it was more of a grimace.

‘Happy Christmas!’ he sang awkwardly, regretting the jazz hands instantly.

‘I can’t believe you!’ Sirius launched himself at him once again. ‘Don’t get me wrong. I would have loved it if you’d handcrafted it out of an old shoe but Garrard, Remus?’

‘Garrard,’ Remus nodded, hoping it looked like he knew what he was talking about.

‘Garrard.’ Regulus looked pointedly at James and waggled his own ring finger.

‘Hey!’ James pouted. ‘Yours is Tiffany. And you chose it!’

‘Exactly,’ Regulus winked at Remus and then looked back at James. ‘I had to choose it. Unlike Sirius here, who’s fiancé just knows him so well that he was able to pick out the perfect-‘ He broke off on a laugh at the look of dismay on James’ face.

‘I’m teasing, darling.’ He lifted up onto the balls of his feet to kiss James softly. ‘You know I love it. And I love you.’

‘Humph,’ James grumbled, kissing back all the same. He faux-glared at Remus. ‘You and your fucking Garrard.’

‘Me and my fucking Garrard,’ Remus echoed, wriggling free from Sirius’ grasp. ‘I think I’ll make some tea.’

‘Fuck tea,’ James seemed to get over his previous strop. ‘Open that bottle of Bolly! We’ve got things to celebrate.’

‘Okey dokey,’ Remus nodded and Sirius laughed fondly.

‘You’re so cute,’ He angled Remus’ chin up. ‘My fiancé is so cute.’

Remus allowed himself to be kissed a couple more times before extracting himself to walk towards the kitchen.

‘I’ll give you a hand,’ Regulus said, following Remus into the brightly lit room.

They pottered about in silence for moment as Remus retrieved the bottle from the fridge and Regulus rooted at the back of the cupboard for the good champagne glasses.

‘So…’ Regulus said, putting the glasses on the side and handing Remus a tea-towel. ‘You finally decided to do it.’

‘It looks like it,’ Remus agreed, wrapping the towel round the neck of the bottle. ‘It turns out I’m full of surprises.’

‘And the ring? Re, I love you like a brother, well as a brother now, I suppose, but that’s at least thirty grands worth of ring on Sirius’ finger out there.’

The bottle slipped from Remus’ grip, caught just in time by Regulus. ‘Thirty grand?!’

‘Yep.’

‘Fuck me.’  Remus patted around until he found the back of one of the kitchen chairs, pulling it out and sitting down.

‘I knew it.’ Regulus said, sitting down next to him. ‘Where did you buy it?’

‘You know that random antique shop, down by the quay?’

Regulus scrunched his nose up in distaste. ‘Yes?’

‘There!’

‘What?!’

‘I was in there a couple of months ago, looking through the records when I saw it in one the cabinets. You know how some of them have got bits of jewellery in?

‘No, because I would never dream of going in there.’

‘Well, they’ve got all these cabinets with random shit in and it was in there. Reg, I paid two hundred quid for it and even then I thought that was a bit much!’

‘You have got to be joking!’

‘No!’ Remus grabbed the bottle back from Regulus, popped the cork and immediately took a swig. ‘Oh my God. No wonder he though I was-‘ He broke off suddenly, sucking his top lip into his mouth and determinedly not looking Regulus.

‘Oh. My. God.’ Regulus breathed. ‘You had no idea you’d asked him to marry you, did you?!’

‘No fucking clue.’

‘Remus! What are you doing to do?’

Remus paused. From the living room he could hear the excitable mummering of Sirius and James. He thought of the look on Sirius’ face when he was down on one knee. He thought about Sirius saying that he would marry him even if he’d proposed with an old shoe.

Remus smiled.

Sirius Black getting down on one knee and asking if, maybe, Remus would be willing to love him for the rest of their lives, because he was absolutely sure that he would love Remus for the rest of his.

Remus Lupin tearing up and muttering in thrilled disbelief, “Are you serious?” Because he’s so happy and excited and he’s not thinking straight.

Sirius Black grinning tearfully and saying, “Yes, I’m Sirius. Sirius Lupin, hopefully.”

Lily: I was a little wary at first but Harry has taken to you so well!

Regulus: Well- Harry is pretty much just James but smaller

James: Except I’m an adult so I’m a bit smarter and more mature

Regulus: no you aren’t

Lily: no you aren’t

Harry: no you aren’t

Regulus: I’d rather have your best friend do it.

James: If it’ll help.

Sirius: You shut up, and you can’t fuck my brother I won’t allow it.

*Regulus grinning*

Are they fighting?? Or are they flirting?

James: but I have to go make breakfast

Regulus: if I let you kiss me, will you stay here?

James: that's tempting... but no! We have to eat, honey

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Thank you @messrsage this was fun!

"you are afraid of bothering people with your problems, but nobody’s problems will ever be a bother to you" - ooft hi

yes, i am a disaster, why do you ask?

no surprises here, except that they're all scaringly accurate

a special gift for @alexsays-no, who vastly improved my life with their art <3 (trans reggie + daddy kink)

“Baby, I’m home,” James calls, dropping his briefcase in the foyer and tugging at his tie. “Where are you?”

“Up here, daddy.”

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