Hey! I love your Harry Potter fics! I was wondering if you could do a longer one where Sirius decides he wants to test Harry's ticklishness (even though he already knows he is incredibly ticklish). Chaos ensues. If not thats okay to. Thanks!
Hey sooo I know you sent this 3 years ago and I don’t know if you still want this or even remember it, but I’m active again and going through my prompts, and you’re the first one I’m doing!
Also, breaking canon
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Sirius went up to where Harry’s room was in Grimmauld Place. The 13 year old had just moved in, and he knew Harry would be waking up right about now. He wondered if Harry remembered any of the night before: when Sirius, teasing him, poked him in the belly and heard Harry squeak and claim he’s not ticklish, he was just scared
Little does Harry know, Sirius already knows how ticklish Harry is: he tickled Harry when Harry was just a baby, and remembers how much the baby laughed when Sirius blew on his belly or tickled his ribs
Luckily Harry was already awake, looking at one of his books: Quidditch Through the Ages. When Sirius walked in, Harry grinned brightly
“How was sleeping in your new bed?” Sirius asks, sitting on the bed next to the small boy. Harry said it was good, and then Sirius continued, “By the way, you know I have to test out what I learned last night, right? And see where you’re ticklish and how much.”
Harry’s green eyes widened in an almost comical way. He stammers, “I-I’m not- d-don’t—!”
“If you’re not then you have nothing to worry about!” Sirius says mischievously as he grabs Harry’s foot and scribbles over Harry’s heel and sole
Immediately, Harry’s giggling loudly, wriggling around, trying to free his foot. “Sihihihirius!”
“I thought you said you weren’t ticklish?” Sirius smirked, tickling with more ferocity and Harry’s laugh went up a notch, but not as much as when Sirius went to the toes. Harry yelped, toes curling
“WAHAHAHAIT!”
“For what?” Sirius smirked, eyes gleaming evilly from the poor boy’s sensitivity. He dragged Harry closer to where he was sitting, raking Harry’s pajama top up to his ribs, exposing his belly. But Sirius didn’t immediately jump to his feast on Harry’s tummy, he had other spots to try before digging into his dessert. Sirius instead went to Harry’s knees, spidering them into Harry’s knobbly knees, sitting himself on Harry’s legs
Harry covered his mouth, trying to stifle his laugh, embarrassed and cheeks burning red at this situation. He shook his head no while he squeaked and giggled, but he was so touch starved for so long he didn’t mind this actually. Sirius also noticed Harry took no bother to pull his shirt down and protect his tummy…
Sirius moved up, now sitting on Harry’s waist, fingers lightly moving up Harry’s sides, “You know, I’m starting to get a little hungry.” Sirius said in a low, dangerous growl
Harry’s stomach dropped as his heart simultaneously jumped. He was all too familiar with the “I’m hungry” act from Fred and George
“A-are you?”
“But before I go eat-“ Sirius says and then spiders in Harry’s neck. This was unexpected: Harry’s shoulders scrunch up and so do his hands, trying to push Sirius’ hands away
“AGHAHAHAHA- NAHAHAHA!” Harry laughs loudly, trying to twist away
“And where do you think you’re going?” Sirius chuckles, kneading into Harry’s belly
This got him the best. Harry squeals in laughter, glasses falling down crooked, and now he’s really trying to wriggle away. “EEEEHEHEHEHE!”
“Now, what do we have here?” Sirius growls evilly like he’s only just noticed Harry’s belly as he grabs Harry’s wrists, pinning them down by Harry’s head. “I think this will do for my meal!” He says as he slowly leans down to Harry’s tummy
Harry could feel his heart racing and his belly tremble at the incoming attack, but also secretly excited and even happy that Sirius is making sure he won’t be able to wriggle away, nor push his head away or even try to cover his tummy because with Fred and George, it’s fun, but his instincts to wriggle away take over. But now that won’t matter
“Oh nohohoho,” Harry couldn’t help but squeak out at Sirius
“Oh yes,” Sirius says dangerously and darkly, leaning down to Harry’s belly, and blew
Harry immediately squealed, wrists futilely pulling at Sirius’ hands, and legs kicking but all he could do is throw his head back and squeal in his laughter. Sirius smirks, then leans down and blew again, his sharp, rough beard makes this tickle so much more than when Fred or George does it. Harry pleads, “NOHOHOHO MOOOORE!”
“Alright alright,” Sirius lets him up, but not without chuckling, “I know all your spots now. And I think your tummy may be my breakfast every morning from now on.”
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Probably the best tickle scenario you could’ve find where Sirius and Remus discovered that Harry is ticklish‼️‼️ im in my hp phase please
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If Sirius wouldn’t die I bet that Harry and him would live in some apartment together. They also invited Remus A LOT.
Once during the summer Remus was relaxing in the living room when he heard some strange noises from other room, and then Sirius ran up to him with the biggest smile on his face that he’s ever seen screaming that: HARRY IS TICKLISH. While Harry doesn’t understand a word because he has never been actually tickled. And here he is – 15 years old boy, standing into the door frame, holding on his stomach because what the hell was that feeling that made him giggle? Remus and Sirius gave each other “that” look and they attacked. Because Harry has never experienced that, he didn’t even try to hold his laugh, and it was high-pitched, boyish and absolutely adorable. He was so much like James in this way, they had similar spots and laugh sounded familiar. He squirmed a lot tried to hide his face, or shut his mouth. It was priceless.
This actually repeated a lot of times, especially when Remus was at their house. (he poked one of them and said that it wasn’t him). And also he was the one that said to Harry that Sirius has the same weakness; now that was getting interesting. It doesn’t matter, what Remus was doing, he always left his things behind and just watched them. It was that moments that he missed with them. Separately and both. He knew that James would be happy to watch his best friend tickle the shit out of his son.
Sooner or later Sirius would understand that Remus was starting half of the fights, so in the middle of another one, he just whispered to Harry that Remus is not better than him, and that was an actual point where the fun began. When Harry asked was it true, Remus insisted that he is a werewolf, and they are NOT ticklish, and that he didn’t even know how it felt like. And it was a lie.
So basically they all had fun with each other, I just love the idea that Remus and Sirius raised Harry 😭
Regulus heard Sirius running up the stairs. He could have heard him even if he wasn't running, dude was loud as fuck.
Regulus hoped Sirius didn't come into his room to bother him which just so happened to be one of Sirius' favorite things to do in his free time.
The footsteps stopped for a moment and Regulus actually believed for a second that Sirius was just running around the house to annoy their mother.
Until the door burst open as Sirius kicked it. Regulus sighed automatically, seeing Sirius' mischievous grin.
"What do you want?" Regulus asked immediately. "Hurry up and tell me so you'll leave me alone."
"What do you even do up here all day? I know you don't have any friends." Sirius questioned while looking around the dark room. The room was covered in pages from books, pictures of his family, and drawings. Two of the walls were covered in book shelves full of books about most likely dark arts but Regulus hadn't read them all so he didn't know.
"First of all I do have friends, second of all it's none of your business what do I up here. Now, what do you want?" Regulus insisted raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah and all of them are deatheaters," Sirius muttered. He wasn't all that wrong but Regulus rolled his eyes anyway. "Anywho I didn't come up here to question your taste in friendships."
"Andromeda sent me a photo recently of me and you when we were younger, and it reminded me of your 'Special Treatment' I used to give you." Sirius grinned taking out the photo.
It was of Regulus (who had to have been about 12) laying on the floor laughing his head off while Sirius sat on top of him vibrating his hands into Reggie's belly. The photo brought back the memories of all the times Sirius would give him 'Special Treatment' which was just Sirius' excuse to wreck him till he had tears in his eyes, a goofy smile imprinted on his face.
Regulus blushes looking at the photo, his body tensing up automatically. Regulus eyed Sirius warily as Sirius slowly approached.
"It's been a while since you've received any special treatment.." Sirius grinned. " We've got some catching up to do~"
"No!" Regulus yelled, panicking. "That shit is for little kids- DO NOT TOUCH ME!!" Regulus shouted as Sirius walked closer. Regulus crawled away, backwards, just now realizing that the door was closed.
"Oh Reggieeee~" Sirius teased.
"I'll- I'll never talk to you again!!" Regulus screamed threateningly. Sirius laughed, throwing his head back. Regulus scowled but say an apportunity and took it. He bolted straight twords the door, wrenching it open and running down stairs. He heard a very indignant "hEY!" from Sirius before footsteps were right behind him.
Panic struck him like a bolt of lightning making him run up the next staircase he saw. He ran into the nearest room hoping to find a place to hide. Unfortunately he ran right into a dead end which happened to be a spare bedroom for guests.
He looked around frantically for any escape routes but found the only one blocked by Sirius. He reached into his back pocket for his wand but found it to be gone. Sirius chuckled and pulled out Regulus' wand
"Looking for this?" He held it up. "No where left to go now Reggie~"
Butterflies were fluttering in his stomach, his face burning. Sirius took one more glance at Regulus before pouncing on him, wrestling him to the ground.
Sirius was more experienced with wrestling (thanks to James) but that didn't mean Regulus didn't put up a fight. He wasn't about to lose his dignity without at least punch Sirius once in the jaw.
"Ouch! Fuck- Reggie, stay STILL!" Sirius finally managed to pin Regulus' hands under his knees. By now light giggles would slip out of Regulus every now and then.
"What's wrong Reggie? The big bad tickle monster gonna come gettcha?" Sirius questioned while walking his fingers up his brother's sides.
"St-stohop- PAHAYtroHonizing.. me-" Regulus struggled to not burst into giggles.He turned his head left and right while Sirius continued to repeatedly walked his fingers on his sides and sometimes on his belly.
Regulus watched Sirius' hand hover over his stomach, wiggling his fingers slightly. Silence stretched over them for a few moments before Sirius dug his hand into Regulus' tummy.
"Nonononono-! ACK!! NahahaHaAh," Regulus squealed finally releasing the built in laughter.
"Yup, still as ticklish as I remember," Sirius dug into Reggie's bellybutton making him arch his back.
"Let's see.. are you still ticklish here?" Sirius poked his sides making Regulus giggle and nod his head.
"You are! What about... here?" He squeezed his knees making Regulus yelp before squeals started coming out of him.
Without warning Sirius dug into his brother's armpits making Regulus downright cackle.
He threw his head back, laughter pouring out of him like water from a river. Sirius took the chance to blow a raspberry on his exposed neck.
"NOHohOHoHO!! IHI'M goHOhOhnna kihihill yOHoHou!" Regulus laughed, squirming around trying to dislodge his hands. He managed to get one out from under Sirius' knees but Sirius just grabbed it with his hand, pinning above Reggie's head.
"Hmm now let's see.. if I recall you have a special rib?" Sirius asked. Regulus shook his head frantically.
"Oh? You don't? Cause I remember it being riiiight.." he pointed one finger on Regulus' highest rib and pressed down on it in a swirling motion. "here."
Regulus' laughing increased so that he was practically screaming.
"NAHAHAHAA SIHIIHURIHIUS NOHOHOHAHA-" Regulus pulled on his trapped arm to try and cover the spot. Sirius was ruthless and kneeded into the rib continuously.
"IHIHIHI CAHAHAN'T!! NOHOHO MOHOHORE!!" Regulus shouted after a minute of heaven hell.
"Alright, I'm done," Sirius said getting off of Reggie. Regulus instantly curled in on himself, giggling like a maniac.
Sirius sat next to him while he calmed down, grinning at him occasionally.
"Ihi- I hahate you.." was the first coherent thing Regulus said. Sirius laughed patting his brothers back.
"Alright, my turn," Regulus said rolling over to look at Sirius who's face flashed with panic.
"Only if you can catch me!" Sirius said running off, Regulus chasing after him.
A/N: This is a Sirius Black x reader fit requested by an anon. It's not very long but I hope it's okay!
Word Count: 747
Summary: You steal Sirius' pocket watch and pay the price.
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“What are you doing?” Sirius asked, leaning on the doorframe. You jumped, not expecting him to be home so soon.
“N-nothing…” You said, quickly hiding his pocket-watch, which was stupid considering he just caught you playing with it.
“Give that back to me.” He said.
“Why are you back so early?” You asked, changing the subject.
“Because the meeting finished early. Now give me my watch.”
“Why did the meeting end early?”
“Because Arthur was called into work suddenly, now give it back.”
You shook your head. He put one hand on his hip.
“Did you just say no?” He asked, a hint of teasing in his voice. You shrugged.
“Give it back to me.”
“No.”
“How did you even steal it in the first place? That thing is always attached to me.” He asked.
“Remember, before you left, I gave you a hug from behind? Yeah I sort of swiped it then.” You said, smirking at him. He raised his eyebrow again.
“Hm. Sneaky little one aren’t you?”
You giggled but said nothing.
“Give it back to me. Now.” He warned. You bit your lip and smirked at him.
“Or what?” You asked.
“Or I’ll get you.” He said, sternly. Your heart skipped a beat but you kept your cool.
“No you won’t.” You teased.
“Oh? Won’t I?” He suddenly launched himself at the bed, pulling your legs so you lay flat and straddling your waist. You shrieked.
“One last time. Give. It. Back.” He said.
“One last time. No.” You sassed. He smirked and latched his hands to your ribs. He began squeezing and you screamed.
“WAHAHAIT!” You yelled.
“I did my waiting…” He said, drilling into every spot between your ribs. You arched your back and shrieked, twisting from side to side to try and get away.
“Just give it up now or you’ll find yourself in even worse trouble.” He said, calmly.
“NOHOHOHOHO!” You screamed.
“Okay, darling. As you wish.” Sirius moved his hands up and started tickling your armpits. You screamed loudly and slammed your arms to your sides. The fast-paced wiggling of his fingers made the tickling even more unbearable for you.
Sirius always knew how to get you good. It all started when you first began dating. You made a jokey comment about him being attracted to butts because his animagus is a dog. Sirius made sure you paid for that. He soon learned that your worst spot was your armpits. If he was just messing around then he’d save them till last, but if you had done something to him then he’d go straight in for the kill to see how long you’d last before apologising. You didn’t last very long this time.
“I-I-I-I-I’M SOHOHOHORRY!” You cried. The ticklish sensations were too much.
“Just saying sorry won’t be enough this time. I need you to give me the watch.” Sirius said, a playful glint in his eye. He knew you had dropped the watch on the other side of the bed when he pinned you. It was only just in your reach but that meant you had to unpin your arms...whilst he was still in your armpits. You shook your head frantically.
“I-I CAHAHAN’T, IT’S OVER THERE AHAHAHAHAHA!”
“I know it is, but I need you to get it for me.” He said, acting like he wasn’t completely torturing you. He slowed his fingers slightly to allow you to move, but you still couldn’t.
“Ple-plehehehease stop a-and I wihihihll,” You giggled. Sirius saw the mercy in your eyes and slowed right down so he was just gently stroking your armpits. You still giggled but you were able to loosen up a bit. But as soon as you reached over to grab it, he picked up the speed again.
“NOHOHOHO SIRIUS AHAHAHAHAHA!” You screamed, slamming your arms back down. He laughed with you and continued the torture. He leant down and blew a raspberry on your neck which made you shriek and convulse into silent laughter.
“Okay, okay, breathe.” He said, withdrawing his hands and stroking your hair. You kept giggling but drew in deep breaths. After calming yourself down, you reached over and gave him the watch.
“Here…” You breathed out.
“It’s fine, I didn’t need it anyway.” He said, winking at you. You gasped and gave his sides a few squeezes. He recoiled and giggled.
“Okay, okay, I’m sorry!” He said, laughing with you. He leant down to kiss you and you made the night your own.
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This is a Harry Potter tickle fic requested by an anon. I’ve never written in the style of parents and kids before so this was new. I wrote it very late last night so I hope it’s okay!
Word count: 1744
Summary: Harry dreams of his parents but once again finds himself in trouble.
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“Where is it?” Sirius asked for the fourth time.
“I’M NOHOHOHOT TELLING” Harry screamed out, desperately trying to escape Sirius’ clutches.
Harry had hidden Sirius’ pocket watch somewhere around the house purely for his own entertainment. But it backfired on him when Sirius decided to hold Harry from behind and tickle the hiding place out of him.
“I’m gonna ask one more time, where is it?” Sirius asked, his hands now snaking into Harry’s armpits.
“NOHOHOHOHO” Harry shrieked, kicking his legs out as much as he could.
“Tell me, or I’m gonna get that ticklish little tummy of yours” Sirius warned.
“OHOHOHOKAY FINE, I-ITS UHUHUNDER YOUR PILLOW” Harry yelled out, laughing loudly. Sirius stopped abruptly.
“Under my pillow?”
“Y-yes. I was gonna pretend like you had it all along,” Harry panted out. Sirius drew in a fake gasp. He leaned in close to Harry and whispered in his ear.
“So you mean to tell me that not only did you steal my pocket watch, but you were gonna blame me it all on me?” Sirius asked. Harry giggled as Sirius’ breath reached his ears. He tried touching his ear to his neck but Sirius was blocking it so he couldn’t escape the light tickles.
“Yehehehes, I’m sohohohory” Harry giggled out.
“You’re sorry?” Sirius asked, “You’re sorry?!” his voice boomed.
“You set me up and all you can say is sorry?!” His hands started tickling rapidly around Harry’s tummy. Harry instantly screamed and collapsed into laughter.
“SIRIUS WAHAHAHAIT!”
“No no, I’ve got to tickle the cheeky monkey out of you. It’s the only way!” Sirius said, attacking Harry’s poor ticklish tummy. Harry very quickly fell to silent laughter and didn’t have the strength to fight back. Sirius laughed with him then decided to go easy on the poor boy. He stopped the attack and cuddled Harry close.
“I-I’m sorry” Harry breathed out quietly.
“I know, I know” Sirius said, kissing his head gently.
“Right you, I think you’ve had enough tickles today, time for bed I think.” Sirius said. Harry nodded and let out a little sigh but Sirius could tell her was exhausted. He lifted up the small boy and carried him to bed. Harry drifted off very quickly.
“Harry? Harry?”
Harry slowly opened his eyes. He was still in bed.
“Harry?”
He turned around and saw two figures standing in the doorway. They were both blurry. Harry reached over for his glasses. Once he put them on he instantly recognised the two figures.
“Mum? Dad?” He asked, confused.
“Hey son,” James replied. They both approached him and sat on the end of his bed.
“Wait, what? What are you doing here?” Harry asked.
“Just wanted to check in on you. Make sure you’re doing okay.” Lily said, she reached over and moved his hair out of his face and gently stroked his cheek.
“You’ve gotten so big now! Where has that time gone?” She asked, smiling at him. Harry looked at her, puzzled.
“I-” Harry began.
“It’s okay, I know this might be a shock but we’re here now. I promise.” James said.
“So, what’s my boy been up to eh? We saw you got into Gryffindor! And it looks like you made some great friends. Even rescued my best friend!” James said, smiling at Harry.
“Yeah, um, yeah.” Harry was speechless.
“I never need rescuing, James” came a voice from the doorway. Sirius was leant up against the doorframe. James laughed.
“I always ended up rescuing you, Sirius.”
“No no, you lie. I always rescued you.”
The pair looked at each other and burst into laughter. James stood up from the bed and they both embraced each other in a hug.
“Oh I’ve missed you, Padfoot.”
“I’ve missed you too, Prongs.”
“I trust you’ve been taking good care of my boy?” James asked, pulling away from the hug.
“Of course. He’s safe with me. Except for when he gets cheeky.” Sirius winked at Harry.
“Well he gets that from his father,” Lily said.
“Doesn’t he just.” Sirius replied.
“Me? Cheeky? Never!” James said, mock hurt on his face. Harry let out a little giggle. James looked at him.
“You’ve been testing Sirius I see? That’s my boy.” James said, ruffling his hair.
“Yeah I have. But better.” Harry said. James stopped and stared at him.
“Excuse me?” James said.
“I’m better at testing him” Harry piped up, surprised at this sudden confidence.
“Like father like son” Lily said, smiling. James looked at her, then at Sirius, then back at Harry.
“Told you he’s a cheeky sod.” Sirius said, smirking.
“Alright son, you may know how to test him but you’re not the best here. I’ve known him longer.” James said. Harry raised an eyebrow at him.
“I’ve lived with him for two years now, I know how to push his buttons and how to get away with it. It’s a trick you have when you’re young.” Harry sassed. James slightly opened his mouth. Sirius let out a little giggle.
“Oh? Is that so? Don’t forget I used to be your age. I knew Sirius then too.” James responded.
“Yeah but you’re ancient now, and Sirius could easily catch up to you. He’s a lot slower now, I can easily outrun him.” Harry said.
“Excuse me? Ancient?” James said.
“I am not slow!” Sirius protested. Lily giggled.
“You are though. It took you ages to catch me earlier.”
“Oh? You want to go again? Cause I’ll take you again, no problem!” Sirius challenged.
Harry got out of bed and squared up to Sirius. He looked him dead in the eye before yelling “GO!” and legging it out of the room.
“OI!” James and Sirius yelled together before chasing him down the stairs. Harry circled the sofa before realising he had messed up. He stood at the front of the sofa and normally he’d have Sirius on the other side so he could play him by running the opposite way. But this time he had Sirius approaching from one side and James on the other. He made a quick decision and ran straight for the sofa James and Sirius both went to grab him but missed. Harry had just jumped over the sofa before he was grabbed and thrown back onto it. He looked up and found that Lily had caught him.
“That’s my girl!” James said.
“Yes Lily!” Sirius cheered. They both approached Harry, now lying on the sofa.
“Now then. You still think you’re better than me?” James asked, kneeling next to him. Harry nodded.
“Interesting.” James said. He walked his hand up Harry’s side and Harry giggled.
“I had a feeling you were ticklish!” James said. Sirius scoffed.
“Ticklish is an understatement, that boy is ridiculously sensitive.”
“Is that so?” James said, smirking at Harry. He squeezed both of Harry’s sides and he shrieked.
“DAD NO!” Harry yelled.
“I’ve got 14 years to catch up on! All these tickles you’ve missed out on from me!” James teased, not easing up on his son. His hands shot under Harry’s arms and Harry arched his back and screamed.
“Easy James,” Lily said.
“He’s alright Lil, he’s had worse from me” Sirius said, calming her.
“Oi James, I know all his bad spots if you really want to get him.” Sirius said. James stopped and looked at him.
“Do go on.”
Sirius approached Harry and winked at him.
“Sirius please don't,” Harry pleaded.
“James, you may wanna watch out. He’s gonna kick” Sirius warned. He launched a ten finger attack on Harry’s tummy. Shaking his hands and wiggling his fingers deep into the sensitive tummy. Harry screamed loudly and collapsed back into laughter.
“Right here James, this is his worst spot,” Sirius informed. James smiled at his son being tickled by his best mate.
“Alright alright Sirius, I want a go. He’s my son.” James said. He switched places with Sirius and attacked Harry’s ticklish tummy. Harry fell in and out of silent laughter.
“This is how fathers and sons bond, right?” James asked. He looked at Lily who was smiling sweetly at him. Her heart was full at the sound of her son’s laughter. James kept this up for a few minutes until Harry was red in the face.
“Alright James, don’t kill him” Lily laughed. James eased up.
“You okay son?” He asked. Harry nodded. James slowly lifted him up into a sitting position and pulled him into a cuddle. Harry rested his head into James’ shoulder as he let out residual giggles.
“I love you, son.”
“I love you too, dad” Harry responded. Lily sat on the other side and cuddled in close to Harry too. She gently tickled Harry’s neck and he giggled.
“Muhuhum stohohop”
“Sorry love, I just wanted a go too.” She said before holding him close. Sirius looked at the three of them together and decided to leave them alone for a bit.
“Mum, Dad. I love you both”
“We love you too Harry. So much.” Lily said, she kissed him gently on the forehead.
Then everything started to fade to darkness.
“Harry?”
Harry blinked his eyes open. He was lying in bed. Sirius was sitting at the end of his bed.
“Are you okay?” Sirius asked. Harry looked at him, dazed.
“What? What time is it?” He asked.
“4am” Sirius responded.
“Where….where did Mum and Dad go?”
“What?”
“Where did my parents go?”
“What do you mean?” Sirius asked, concerned.
“They were right here, we were all together. We were hugging and I was being tickled and…”
“Ah, that explains the giggling.” Sirius said.
“What?”
“You were giggling in your sleep, that’s why I came in to see if you were okay.”
“Sleep?” Harry asked, confused.
“Harry, I think you were dreaming.”
Harry went quiet.
“Harry?”
“Oh.” He said. He lowered his head. Sirius’ heart sank. He moved up the bed and held Harry close to him.
“It’s okay. I’m here, I’ve got you. You know they’re both up there looking down on you, showering you with support every day.” Sirius said, rubbing Harry’s head. Harry nodded slowly. A tear slid down his face.
“Look at me.”
Harry looked up at SIrius.
“It’s okay.” Sirius said. Harry buried his head into Sirius’ chest and hugged him close. Sirius ran his hand up and down Harry’s side eliciting small giggles from Harry.
“I love you, Sirius.”
“I love you too, Harry. I’m always here for you. I promise.”
Harry slowly fell back asleep on Sirius’ shoulder.
This is only a short fic but again I hope it's okay! Requested by an anon :)
Word count: 901
Summary: Sirius finds that the reader likes to be tickled.
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“Y/N, what are you doing?” Sirius asked as you poked him for the sixth time.
“Nothing,” you replied. He narrowed his eyes at you but went back to watching the TV.
You were spending the weekend with your Uncle Sirius, a weekend you had been looking forward to since it was planned. Sirius was your favourite family member because you always got a good reaction when you wound him up. You were both watching your favourite TV show and you decided to see how many pokes it would take to make him annoyed. You bet yourself it would be 10…
Poke 7: Sirius ignored you.
Poke 8: Sirius shifted a little but still ignored you.
Poke 9: Sirius let out a deep sigh. You knew he was close to breaking point.
Poke 10: Sirius turned his head and looked at you.
“What do you want?” He asked, sternly.
“Nothing.” You repeated, biting back a giggle. Sirius shifted so his whole body was turned towards you.
“You have my full attention. What do you want?” He asked again.
“Nothing….” You repeated for the third time. He sighed again and paused the TV.
“I’m not gonna play it until you tell me what you want.”
“I don’t want anything”
“Then why are you poking me?”
“I’m not poking you. I was but I’m not now”
Sirius raised an eyebrow at you and had a very dissatisfied look on his face. You bit back a giggle again.
“Alright come on, why are you being a cheeky sod today?” He asked. You stayed silent. “Well?” He asked again.
“You’re just fun to annoy….” You mumbled under your breath. He leaned forward slightly.
“What did you just say?” He asked.
“You’re...you’re fun to annoy…” you said again. He gave you a puzzled look.
“Is that so?” He asked. Your heart fluttered slightly, knowing full well that he was about to react. You nodded.
“Hm” He hummed out. Sirius turned back to his normal seating position and stayed quiet for a few seconds. Your heart sank a little, thinking he wasn’t going to do anything. All of a sudden, he pounced on you, pinning you to the sofa. You let out a loud squeal in the process.
“I’m fun to annoy, eh?” He asked. You let out a giggle and nodded.
“Oh really? How about now?” He said before squeezing your sides. You shrieked loudly. He smiled at you as he ran his fingers up and down your sides. Your hands latched onto his wrists as your body tried to twist away.
“Mwhahaha you’re trapped now!” He roared out before attacking your tummy. You tried to cover it with your arms but it was no use.
“SIHIHIHIRIUS NOHOHOHO” You screamed out.
“Am I still fun to annoy, Y/N?”
“YEHEHEHES”
“Wrong answer.” He prised your arms away from your stomach and dug deep into your underarms. You screamed and slammed your arms down.
“How about now?” Sirius asked, wiggling his fingers as much as he could inside your armpits. You were laughing so hard you couldn’t answer him. You frantically nodded whilst bellowing out a laugh.
“Hmm. Alright then.” Sirius said. He instantly stopped tickling you and sat back in his normal position. You sat up, a puzzled look on your face.
“What?” You asked, confused.
“Well there’s clearly no way I can change your mind, so...” Sirius said, shrugging.
“B-but you normally don’t stop until I admit it,” You said, a bit taken aback. Sirius slowly turned to you.
“Well you weren’t giving in so I didn’t want to keep torturing you.” Sirius said.
“B-but…” You stammered. You wanted Sirius to keep going but you didn’t want to ask him. He didn’t know that you enjoyed being tickled.
“But what?” He asked.
“I-um...I still think you’re fun to annoy…” You said, eagerly. He looked at you again.
“I know.” He said.
“Are you not gonna make me apologise?” You asked.
“I already tried.”
“But…”
“Unless you want me to make you apologise?” He asked. Sirius had a big suspicion that you enjoyed being tickled but he wasn’t going to say anything. He wanted you to ask him.
“No um I mean...well...um…” You stuttered. He raised his eyebrow at you.
“Well?” He asked. You couldn’t look him in the eye, but you gave a shy nod.
“Oh so you do want me to keep going?” He asked again in a very teasing tone of voice. You blushed a deep shade of red and kept looking down. You gave a tiny little nod again.
“Well why didn’t you just say, Y/N?” He teased again. He lept over and pinned you again. You still couldn’t look him in the eye but you let out a giggle.
“So I basically got you to admit you like being tickled then,” He teased again. You blushed an even deeper shade of red.
“W-what?” You stuttered.
“Come on Y/N, I’ve known for ages.”
Your mouth dropped open as you tried to hide your face in shame.
“Hey now come on, this means I get to tickle you more often now.”
You finally made eye contact with him.
“Just call me Uncle Tickle Monster.” Sirius said, “Now then...am I still fun to annoy?”
You giggled out a yes then bellowed out a laugh when Sirius raised an eyebrow at you and started tickling your ribs again.
This is a Harry Potter fic based on an idea I had whilst daydreaming. I thought it was kinda cute.
Summary: You’ve been quite cheeky recently and Fred, George, Remus and Sirius have had enough.
Word count: 1395
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“But Mrs Weasleyyyyyy” you whined for the hundredth time.
“No, Y/N. You have done more than enough. Go and relax with the others.” Molly ordered.
“But I wanna help you!” You whined again. Molly rolled her eyes and laughed.
“Y/N, you’ve already helped set the table, cut the vegetables, sorted the meat and entertained me with a musicals medley. I can handle the rest, now go and relax.”
“Butttttttttt”
“What is Y/N whining about now?” Remus had just entered the kitchen.
“They won’t do as they’re told.” Molly told Remus.
“I wanted to help Mrs Weasley with dinner but she’s kicking me out of the kitchen!”
“I told them they’ve done enough so they can go and relax before dinner is served,” Molly informed Remus. He chuckled.
“Alright you, leave Molly to it, come on,” Remus said, tilting his head at you. You pouted at him.
“No.”
“Y/N, get out of the kitchen,” Remus said again.
“Yeah get out of the kitchen, Y/N!” Chanted Fred and George as they walked through the kitchen into the living room.
“But Mrs Weasleyyyyy” you whined again.
“Y/N, if you don’t get out of the kitchen now then I will have to invite a friend to force you out…” Remus warned.
“A friend?” You asked, confused.
“Some say he’s a bit of a…monster….” Remus said. Molly caught on instantly and smiled, she loved when any of the adults played these games with the teenagers. You were still none the wiser.
“Huh?” You questioned. Remus slowly brought up his hands and wiggled his fingers at you. A sudden look of realisation grew on your face as you backed away.
“Remus n-no...” You stuttered.
“Get out of the kitchen, or else…” Remus warned. However, being the stubborn teenager you were, you stood your ground.
“No.”
“Very well.” Remus said before lunging at you. He managed a few side squeezes before you shrieked and ran backwards.
“Okay! Okay! I’m going!” You said. Remus winked at Molly as you left the kitchen.
“I think they need a good laugh,” he said. Molly nodded in agreement.
You entered the living room to find the twins telling Sirius about their new range of joke sweets. Sirius looked up and acknowledged you.
“Uh-oh, here comes trouble.” He said. You smirked at him and flopped on the sofa next to them.
“Mum finally got rid of you then?” Fred teased.
“No. Remus did.” You huffed.
“Indeed.” Remus said from the doorway. You spun your head around and glared at him. He raised his eyebrows at you and you stuck your tongue out at him before turning back to the twins.
“Oi, cheeky.“ Remus addressed you. You ignored him.
“So what’s your new line of joke sweets then?” You asked the twins.
“Excuse me, I’m talking to you.” Remus said. You ignored him again.
“Oh please tell me you’ve restocked the canary creams!” You continued to the twins.
“Y/N.” Sirius chimed in. You looked up at him.
“What?” you sassed. SIrius and Remus looked at each other and sighed simultaneously.
“You have been a right little rascal these past few days.” Sirius remarked. You grasped your chest with your hand and opened your mouth in fake shock.
“Have I?!” You mocked.
“You know you have.” SIrius continued.
“Care to elaborate?” You asked. Sirius drew in a deep breath.
“Mocking Remus’ teaching skills, claiming you could make better products than Fred and George, declaring that everyone is beneath you...even taking to squeezing my sides whenever I leave the bathroom.” Sirius informed.
“Only because you take forever in there, it’s like you’ve spent so long being Padfoot you forgot how to pee like a human.” You informed sassily. Fred and George let out a loud laugh.
“You two can quit laughing too, your new products are rubbish. Even taken to muggle magic tricks. How boring.” You teased.
“Excuse me?” The twins said in unison.
“You’re excused.” You sassed back, the corner of your lip curling upwards.
“Oh you’re really pushing the boundaries now, aren’t you?” Remus spoke up. You said nothing.
“Ah so you’re still ignoring me?” He asked.
Silence.
You didn’t hear him walk slowly towards you until you felt a hand gently run down your side. You twitched but made no noise.
“Talk to me, Y/N.”
You said nothing. He squeezed your side and you bit your lip.
“I think you owe everyone an apology,” Remus said again, squeezing your side a bit quicker. You shut your eyes and twitched again, determined not to give him the satisfaction. Your mouth was clamped shut.
“Oh, I think someone is a bit ticklish…” Sirius teased, watching your face screw up as Remus started squeezing both sides. You arched your back slightly to try and get away without making too much of a fuss. Remus squeezed more rapidly, up and down both sides. You couldn’t hold on much longer and your hands involuntarily latched onto his, prising his hands away from your ticklish sides.
“Remus is right, we all deserve an apology.” Fred said before grabbing your legs and pulling them closer towards him. This left you now lying on the sofa, Remus by your head, Fred by your feet and George and SIrius stood next to you.
“No wait guys, please…” You begged.
“Apologise,” all four said together.
You stayed silent. As much as the panic was rising from within you, you were lowkey excited for what was about to happen. All four men looked at each other and nodded. Remus pulled your arms above your head and pinned them with his knees, Sirius straddled your waist, George leant on your legs and Fred had locked your feet in between his legs. You couldn’t move.
“Ready boys?” SIrius called out.
“No, wait!” You cried.
“3…”
“No!”
“2…”
“Please don’t!”
“1…”
“NO! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” You cried out. Remus has dug all his fingers into your underarms, scratching round rapidly. SIrius latched his fingers around your ribs, drilling into the spaces in between each bone. George was spidering his fingers up and down the back of your thighs. And Fred was clawing at your soles. This was torture, the worst you had ever experienced….yet you were kinda loving it.
“Has anyone found the apology button yet?” Sirius asked, now running his fingers up and down your sides. There was a chorus of no’s as everyone continued to torture you.
“GUHUHUHUHUYS WAHAHAHAIT” you cried out.
“We are waiting...for your apology.” Fred said as he ran his fingers under your toes.
“I’M…..I’M…..NOHOHOHOHO” you screamed, unable to finish your sentence. Remus had all ten fingers spidering deep into your armpits and he was looking down on you with fake sympathy.
“We just want an apology, Y/N.” Remus said, smiling at you. You looked up at him but couldn’t see his face, your eyes were filled with tears. George started squeezing the tops of your thighs and you let out an inhumane scream. Remus began alternating between your neck and your armpits, Sirius was now clawing at your tummy and Fred was still rapidly tickling both of your soles simultaneously. You couldn’t take any more. You drew in as much oxygen as you could before screaming out:
“I’M SORRY!”
Everyone slowed down to lightly tickle you, you kept giggling.
“What was that?” Remus asked, fluttering his fingers in your neck. You tried to scrunch up your shoulders as you giggled out.
“I’m….I’m sohohohory”
All four men stopped and got off you.
“Well that certainly taught them a lesson.” Molly said, standing in the doorway. No one has noticed her walk in. You were still giggling on the sofa so Remus lifted you up and sat down with you in his lap. Fred, George and Sirius surrounded you and they all gave you a big hug.
“Come on you monsters, dinner’s ready.” Molly said before walking back to the kitchen.
“Alright giggles, up you get.” Sirius said, giving you a hand up. He wrapped you in a standing hug as you let out the rest of your giggles and relaxed into him.
“Oh and Y/N, don’t mock our products again....we know your weak spots…” Fred and George teased as they left the room. Remus and Sirius both put an arm around you as you walked to the dining room to eat.
