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Vampire Hunter Sirius Black/ Vampire James Potter | 6.1k |

Sirius comes from a long line of hunters. He was trained his whole life to become one too. All he needs to finish his training is his first kill. The vampire he finds for that purpose turns out to be a challenge though. James is fast and daring and beautiful. And lethal to Sirius' heart.

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Day 3: What's your favorite part of writing or drawing Prongsfoot?

Day 7: Silly and Fun Relationship Questions

1. How do they get together? They hook up as a stress relief thing, or the mistletoe gets them during Christmas and they realize one snog isn’t enough.

2. Who proposes? I could see both of them proposing, but I lean towards James.

3. Do you imagine that they have any clashing habits? And how do they resolve them? Sirius as an early riser, and James who prefers to sleep in - solved by James becoming an octopus and keeping Sirius beside him.

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[I literaly forgot about fest, and I also don`t have much time to write and translate this week. I maybe would have some next week, so I would add them in this collection. but I write two - for 1 and 2 days!]

only gazing [T, 1,114 words]

Sirius refused to allow himself to indulge in gazing at James, even though the firewhisky flowing through his veins urged him to smile foolishly at every movement of those calloused hands and sharp shoulders.

2. I'm here [T, 767 words]

James kissed Sirius, first on the lower lip, then the upper. He kissed his jaw and buried his nose in his neck, wrapping his arms around him and breathing in the scent of leather jacket and cologne.

(4) Have you written/drawn anything of them? Feel Free to share it

I have a series of one-shorts (current number is 11) inspired by prompts for dailyprongsfoot and prongsfootweekarchive you can find here via click. I probably will write more in the future and post them here, on my Tumblr page

(6)What kind of stories do you like to recommend for Prongsfoot? Make and Share a list :)

I search through my bookmarks and memory so list is little

A Hideous Thing Inside [M, WIP] by @arliedraws

series about Slytherin!Sirius Black [from T to M, mix of finished one-shots and 10k+/18k+ WIPs] by @arliedraws

these works convinced me that Prongsfoot could be the main ship, and I don't regret for a day that I once came across them. beautifully written, easy to read, completely enjoyable, and I want to reread them again and again. AU in both cases: the first is about Sirius the werewolf, the second - of course - about the charismatic and sometimes super evil Sirius, if he were sorted into Slytherin. James is also different, which it suits him in circumstances

Imagine James and Sirius Prompts by camichats [series, 600k+]

this is huge series of one-shot for all occasions, taste, and daytime. read all, it`s worth it

Five Times Sirius Black Fucked James Potter and One Time He Didn't by @greyeyedmonster-18 [M, 11,8k]

loved this so you should read

and some Explicit works by SeaPrince49 that I found interesting

The Bet series

Pulled In A Closet

Weird Body [asexual!Sirius]

James's Fixation series

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After their fifth year, Sirius is cursed to be a merman and James, who doesn't know sets out on a mission to find his best mate.

Ao3

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James Potter hasn’t been the same since Sirius Black, his best mate of five years, disappeared.  He knows that it had nothing to do with what happened at the Willow in Fifth Year, no matter what Remus or Snape said – at least not that he was sent to Azkaban for it. 

Deep down, he knows that it probably as something to with his parents not liking the rumors about Remus that he just knows Snape spread.  Especially since his brother was sent to a different school, but it was clear that Sirius wasn’t sent there.

He just disappeared.

And James was never the same.

Vampire Hunter Sirius Black/ Vampire James Potter | Part 7 | AO3 | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | written for @prongsfootweekarchive Prongsfoot Week 2026 - Day 7 prompt AUs, Canon Compliant or Canon Divergent

@mycupofrum blessed me with amazing art of vamire James!! Look at hiiiiim 😍 No wonder Sirius couldn't resist!

The moon shines bright tonight.

Sirius sits on the rooftop of James' house and looks down at the forest that changed so much for him, bathed in light and shadows. He listens to the sound of the wind in the leaves and the soft rustling of small animals running through the undergrowth. The water in the creek nearby is rushing past.

It's peaceful in a way.

Sirius hasn't expected this feeling of freedom. He takes a deep breath, taking in the cool night air. It's like breathing freely for the first time.

“There you are.”

Sirius opens his eyes to see James climb onto the rooftop. His heart does a funny little stumble in his chest when seeing him. It brings a feeling of warmth he only now lets himself feel fully.

James picks his way across the roof to Sirius' side. Their shoulders brush slightly when he sits down next to him.

They sit side by side, enjoying the quiet night, watching fireflies dance on the grass.

“Do you regret it?” James asks eventually.

Sirius looks at him, at the one person who made him question everything. James is bold and fun, he's mischief and trouble, and he's so much more than that.

He's home.

“No,” Sirius says and gives him a smile that shows just a hint of fangs.

James reaches out and brushes his fingertips along the corner of Sirius' lips. “Good”, he says and leans in, kissing him softly. He lingers for a bit, letting the kiss grow just a little deeper, before he pulls back and stands up.

He holds out a hand to Sirius.

Sirius looks up at him, then reaches up and takes his hand. He lets James pull him up and uses the momentum to lean into James' space, quickly stealing another kiss and making James laugh. It's the best sound in the whole forest.

“Ready to hunt?” James asks and steps closer to the edge of the roof, his eyes on Sirius.

Sirius smiles at him. The edges of his new fangs brush along his lips as he does so. “Lead the way.”

James grins at him in return, a challenge in his eyes, and jumps. He lands lightly in the grassy area around the house and then he's off, running into the forest, slipping into familiar shadows.

He's fast, but Sirius knows he'll catch him eventually. The thrill of the chase brings another grin to his lips. He doesn't hesitate.

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How do they get together? A random kiss after maybe a little bit of joking about them being a couple.

Who proposes? James. He's the one that wants marriage more than Sirius.

Do you imagine that they have any clashing habits?  And how do they resolve them? James can be a bit obsessive and it drives Sirius crazy. Sirius isn't as into the romance side of things and it makes James kinda sad.

Would they live in a city of in the countryside? Countryside.

Do they have any hobbies that they like to do together? Everything.

What's their favorite type of vacation? Nature. I think they love hiking and playing around as Padfoot and Prongs.

Would they have any pets and if so, how many and how do they name them? OHHHH, I am conflicted between lots of pets and no pets. It all depends.

Would they/ do they want kids? If so, how many? Names? James wants kids, Sirius wants to give James anything he wants. I wanna say that they definitely have Harry, but who knows if they have any others.

Do they have separate closets or one big one because they like to share clothes? One giant closet because they love sharing (and seeing each other in their clothes).

Who does the cooking? hmmmm- James?

Who kills the spiders? hmmm - Sirius?

Who realized their feelings first? Probably Sirius. James was a bit confused on a crush that he had someone else and then felt like he was hit by a train of feelings.

Who admitted their feelings first? James, once that train hit, he just HAD to tell him.

Who is more jealous? And what moment proves it? Uh, James? I think he wouldn't know how to handle someone else hitting on his man, while Sirius tends to just be too chill for jealousy.

What are their love languages in private and in public? Uhhh, physical attention for both. Maybe gifts for both.

Where do they stand on PDAs? They are that annoying couple that can't help it.

How did their friends react when they got together? They laughed. They said "about damn time."

If they had to pick one word capturing how they feel about each other (other than love) what would it be? Warmth.

What do they consider each others most annoying habit? No idea.

What about their most endearing habit? Running their hands through their hair.

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To celebrate their first Valentine's Day as a married couple, their gifts to each other are half a gift to themselves.

Ao3

***

There’s a part of Sirius that still feels insanely lucky that James had seen the light of day and decided to kiss him three years ago.  He could have opted to chase after some bird, probably Evans, but instead, he chose Sirius.

His best mate. 

It had happened on the heels of finishing Hogwarts, looking out at their suddenly bright future and realizing that they didn’t have to worry about anyone else. 

Just be happy and together.

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Vampire Hunter Sirius Black/ Vampire James Potter | Part 6 | AO3 | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 |

written for @prongsfootweekarchive Prongsfoot Week 2026 - Day 6 prompt Celebrations TW Blood, Injury, Minor Character Death

“Little cousin.”

Sirius stops at the bottom of the stairs at the bright sound of Bellatrix's voice. Her smile is much too bright too as she grabs his arm. Something isn't right. “What's going on?”

“It's finally time to celebrate,” Bellatrix says and pulls him over towards the sitting room.

“Celebrate what?”

“Your first kill,” she says and gives him a push through the door. Sirius stumbles but catches himself before he can fall. When he looks up, he freezes.

His mother is sitting in a chair close to the fireplace, looking at him with disapproval, which sets off alarm bells in Sirius' mind. Usually, she's so proud at having produced such a strong hunter to continue their family line. Now she looks like she'd rather deny that she ever carried him in her womb.

His father and Regulus are not with her. They are probably out somewhere so Regulus can practice his tracking. He's not old enough yet to have finished his training.

But if there is anything to celebrate, shouldn't they be here too?

Sirius turns his head and his heart sinks even more.

James is sitting in another chair in the middle of the room, his hands bound behind his back with a piece of silver rope. He's looking up at Sirius, a grin tugging at the corner of his lips like it always does. Lips Sirius kissed just yesterday.

“Since you had such trouble pinning that one down,” Bellatrix says and holds out a stake to Sirius, one from the collection on her own belt. “We thought we'd help you a little.”

Rodolphus snickers from where he leans against the wall right next to the door. Walburga purses her lips in even bigger disapproval. It's a shame for a hunter to have his first kill held down for him. She clearly expected better from her oldest son, her pride and joy.

And rightfully so. He's a far better tracker than any of them, he should have had no problem at all in finding his target.

And he didn't have a problem finding James at all. The problem is more that James has rocked his view on the world, on his entire existence.

Not that any of them would be able to understand that.

Sirius reaches for the stake and takes it from Bellatrix, his eyes never leaving James'. He steps closer to the chair, his fingers tightening around the wood. James' bright, hazel eyes are watching him, but Sirius sees no fear in them.

Sirius draws his dagger.

“You won't need that, silly,” Bellatrix huffs, like he's ten again and just learning his weapons.

“You never know,” Sirius says with an air of someone who knows what he's doing. His voice is surprisingly steady to his own ears.

He slowly circles the chair, drawing out the moment.

“Will you kill me?” James asks, a low whisper no one else can hear when Sirius has reached his back.

Sirius hates that he even has to ask. He takes a deep breath and adjusts his grip on his dagger. “I'd rather die.”

He lifts the dagger and brings it down hard.

The silver blade cuts clean through the silvery rope that binds James' hands together, embedding itself deep in the wood of the back of the chair. The rope falls away and James explodes out of the chair faster than Sirius can blink.

“You fool!” Walburga screams at Sirius, fury in her voice like she has seen right into his heart and notices all the feelings he's not supposed to be having for a creature of the night. “How dare you betray us like that?”

Sirius has no time to answer his mother.

James makes for the door, but Bellatrix is ready for him. She already has another stake in her hand. Rodolphus pushes away from the wall to help block the only exit out of the room, a menacing grin on his lips, like he just waited for things to get messy.

James doesn't slow down. He throws himself at Rodolphus without a second thought, which is an insane thing to do. Rodolphus is taller than James and almost twice as broad, packed with muscles and weapons alike.

Sirius curses and steps around the empty chair, the stake in his hand ready to use in James' defence, but James doesn't need it. He uses his momentum and instead of trying to push Rodolphus down to get past him, he grabs his arm and spins them sideways.

Bellatrix raises her stake.

Things happen too fast. Rodolphus turns into Bellatrix's path, completely knocked off centre. Bellatrix goes for James, but misses.

The stake goes through Rodolphus' chest instead. Bellatrix screams, more out of rage at getting tricked than out of pain for her husband, who looks at her wide-eyed and drops to his knees, his hand going for the wood producing out of his chest.

James lets go of Rodolphus when he falls forward onto his face and jumps over him, then runs for the front door. Sirius doesn't hesitate. He jumps over Rodolphus' limp legs to get out of the room right after James.

Bella's rage follows him along with her own dagger.

The impact nearly takes all of his breath away. He stumbles but catches himself on the railing of the staircase, his stake goes clattering to the floor. James slows down, his eyes wide. He might not see the dagger yet, but he can clearly smell Sirius' blood.

“Not that door,” Sirius wheezes, trying to ignore the pain. He grabs James' arm and tugs him towards the staircase. His father, always paranoid that any creature could show up and kill them all, made sure the magic of the house was strong. They surely have lowered the magical barrier around the house to bring James in, but Sirius is very sure it will be back up by now. If James steps through that door, he'll be burned to a crisp in seconds.

Their only chance out of this house safely is through Sirius' bedroom window, a hole in the protection he made himself, the project of a very bored teenager.

They run up the stairs. Sirius' shoulder feels like it's on fire. He can hear Bellatrix burst out of the sitting room, ready to follow them. She's quick to abandon her husband, but Sirius' mother is very likely helping him, if there is any way to help him at all.

They make it upstairs and to the right door. Sirius rips it open and they stumble through before he locks it behind them, just when Bellatrix reaches the top of the stairs.

“We don't have much time,” Sirius says and reaches for the hilt of Bella's dagger sticking out of the back of his shoulder. “She'll get through that door sooner or later.”

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If I come across a fun and fluffy fic that may or may not have some sort of angst.  Usually Prongsfoot has SOME angst.  So, I would recommend that.

This scene takes place in an established universe (which is currently under construction) but can totally be read separately.

James’ chest was still heaving, pulling in strong but shallow breaths even with him draped on top of him, and Sirius couldn’t help but chuckle tiredly at the thought which crossed his mind in that moment. He couldn’t be bothered to voice it now though, too comfortable laying there, his cheek stuck to James’ sweaty chest as they both caught their breaths. Maybe a little after as well, he would languish here as long as James—his boyfriend—would let him.

It had taken them long enough to get here, after all. If he could only talk to then-Sirius he could have shaken some sense into James before. Or perhaps himself; he’d been there too, but then-Sirius had thought that the inside jokes about blowing your best friend had been just that. Jokes. He had thought that it had been clear that they were together.

Sirius let his eyes flutter closed while James’ hand tangled in his hair, the pads of his fingers methodically massaged his scalp in the way he liked. He always seemed to find the right spots; how was he supposed to stay silent? The moan was soft and sated and fell from lazily smiling lips.

If they could have, he would have stayed there, just like this, all night, but the Astronomy tower was not ideal. Sure, it was private for now, but it was also the place prefects checked first once curfew rolled around. They’d probably have to move soon.

“I could listen to that sound all day,” James said with a raspy voice, unmistakably thick with desire. If the voice had not given it away, his hands—calloused from countless Quidditch hours—caressed the curve of his back before coming to a rest on the slight slope of his arse where they continued their massage, would have. “Not too tired for another round then?” he teased, and heat pooled in Sirius’s stomach.

He turned his face into James’ chest, his nose pressed into him as he inhaled deeply. “Don’t tempt me,” he groaned just as he gave into the temptation of tasting James’ skin. His tongue trailed upward, tasting the salt before his mouth closed around a nipple and pinched the soft, pink nub between his teeth. The sound that filled the rapidly chilling evening air was worth every single second of soreness he would endure if he decided to indulge.

“Consider yourself tempted,” James rasped and gave his arse a long, hard squeeze. “I want to make liberal use of the fact that I now had a boyfriend.”

“You know you’ve had one for a while now, right?” Sirius countered with his mouth still full. His tongue pointed as he traced circles around James’ nipple—a slow and deliberate attempt at driving him insane. It felt like appropriate vengeance for not being considered a ‘boyfriend’ despite countless clear signs and some very hard (well, currently getting there) evidence that should have made their status abundantly clear.

James’ chuckle rumbled through them both, the sound vibrating through Sirius like the purr of an engine; his stomach twisting with desire. “If only I could go back and tell myself that, we wouldn’t have to make up for lost time,” he remarked, and with one powerful pull of his arm, pulled Sirius on top of him.

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James finds a nugget of Gryffindor Bravery to confess his feelings for his best mate.

Ao3

***

There are so many things that Sirius loves about James. 

He’s his best mate.  He’s the sunshine in his life.

He’s cute and lovable.

And… Sirius has been pining for him something terrible since they left Hogwarts. 

While the war had helped to distract him for years, but now, he finds himself looking at a bright future that might go on forever and a best mate that he fancies that … doesn’t appear to fancy him.

It’s not that James has a fancy of his own.  They both opted to wait on the love front until such time that the war was over. 

Now, though, Sirius watches from afar as Lily flirts with James and he suspects that James’ waiting will have paid off.  He’s going to go home with her and celebrate and Sirius is going to go home, heartbroken, he just knows it.

It hurts, but he could… try and find someone else.  Someone to take his fancy off of pining for his best mate.

He looks around and finds a few of the Order members that he knows would be open to something with him (if only because he’s I’d turn gay to sleep with you gorgeous according to a couple of them).  He’s open to that.

Anything to take his mind off James.

***

James is smiling politely on Lily’s flirting.

It’s nice.  It feels good, but she just isn’t Sirius. 

He’s come to realize that he’s hopelessly pining for his best mate. 

He’d assumed incorrectly that putting the war first would take his mind off his terrible pining, but, unfortunately, it hadn’t. 

Things had only gotten worse after that. 

James’ pining increased every day of the war, and now that it was over, he doesn’t really have a good excuse for not confessing his feelings… well, other than the obvious.

“Oh, just go kiss him already,” Lily states.

“What?  No, I’m – I’m not –” he flushes.

“You definitely are.  You’re flushing so hard right now, and despite your fancy of me when we were younger, it’s plainly clear that you fancy him now.”

She’s giving him that knowing look and he sighs. 

“Perhaps you’re right.”

“Good, so go celebrate winning the war with a new love.”

He gives her a smile and she gives him a slight push. 

He nearly stumbles as he weaves through the party guests, but as he makes it over to where the likes of Gideon is flirting with Sirius, he finds that little nugget of Gryffindor bravery and turns him around. 

“I fancy you,” he confesses.

It takes Sirius a second before his face splits into a grin and he kisses him soundly. 

It’s short and sweet.

“Good.  Then, let’s go home and celebrate.”