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Another sketch for The Cadence of Part-Time Poets :)
I finished the book. My God, I loved it so much. That's a full five weeks of reading that I'll cherish forever.
I wanted to draw the girls from the Rowena dorm, because they're lovely and I wish I was friends with them :)
I had this idea to draw them in their early teens (about 13 y/o)... Don't ask me why, I just had the urge. Aren't they adorable?
Anyway, happy new year everyone! I hope 2025 will bring nothing but beautiful things for all of you!
𝙿𝚘𝚕𝚢!𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 || 𝚁𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚕𝚞𝚜 𝙱𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛
Summary - A nostalgic, heartwarming journey through the Marauders’ years, captured on six old videotapes. From late-night stargazing and playful pranks to whispered confessions, silly games, and your first kiss with Regulus, each tape preserves a perfect, fluffy moment of friendship, love, and mischief—reminding you of the chaos, warmth, and unbreakable bonds of Hogwarts life.
The cottage hums with life.
Your children weave around you in a blur of motion, laughter spilling into every room, their voices overlapping and echoing off the walls. You sit near the window with a mug of coffee cradled between your hands, watching sunlight stretch across the wooden floor. It’s warm. Familiar. Safe.
When the noise drifts elsewhere, you stand, more out of habit than intention. You wander through the cottage, stepping over toys, straightening things that don’t need fixing. Your fingers trail along shelves and cupboards you rarely touch anymore.
You pause near the back room.
There are boxes stacked there, half-forgotten, tucked away like they’ve been waiting. You kneel down, absently rummaging through them, moving lids, brushing off dust, not really looking for anything in particular. Just passing time. Just existing in the quiet between moments.
From the other room, your children laugh again, loud and bright, pulling you back to the present even as your hands linger among things you haven’t thought about in years.
You take another sip of your coffee and keep searching, unsure of what you’re hoping to find.
Your hand stills on a box tucked slightly behind the others.
It’s heavier than you expect when you pull it free, dust clinging to the edges as you set it down. You don’t overthink it. You flip the lid open and peer inside.
Videotapes.
Neatly stacked, row after row, their black cases worn at the corners like they’ve been handled a hundred times over. Some have small scratches. Some are labelled in faded ink. All of them look old.
You glance back at the lid.
A strip of tape runs across the top, your handwriting slanted and familiar despite the years that have passed.
“Marauders, as We Were.”
For a moment, you just stare.
From the other room, your children’s laughter spills down the hallway, bright and unbothered, while you sit there on the floor, coffee forgotten, staring into a version of your life you haven’t touched in years.
Your fingers hover over the first tape.
. 📼 Ｖｉｄｅｏｔａｐｅ 1
– 𝙻𝚊𝚝𝚎-𝙽𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚐
The video opens on darkness. Footsteps crunch softly on gravel, blankets rustle, and a muffled “Ow, Merlin!” echoes as Peter trips over absolutely nothing. The camera tilts wildly before settling on the night sky, ink-dark and scattered with stars so bright it almost hurts to look at them. Sirius’ quiet laughter cuts through the air, hushed but impossible to keep in.
“Don’t drop it, Prongs,” James whispers, nudging Sirius with his shoulder.
“I’m not dropping it!” Sirius retorts, voice far too defensive, before breaking into another laugh.
The camera finally steadies, capturing a pile of rumpled blankets and sweaters on the grass. Everyone is lying close together, shoulders brushing, knees tangling in that perfect chaotic pile of friends who have known each other for only a few weeks but feel like forever. You’re tucked in between Regulus and Lily, smiling at the way Remus’ long legs stick out awkwardly, while Marlene and Mary whisper jokes at each other from the edges.
A hand suddenly points upward. “That one’s a constellation,” James declares proudly.
“Which one? That one looks like a… potato,” Sirius murmurs.
“It’s a swan, not a potato,” Lily protests, rolling her eyes but laughing.
Peter groans, “You all are ridiculous.”
The conversation drifts lazily, hopping from classes to embarrassing stories from the train ride to whispered dreams none of you dare say too loudly. Sirius nudges Regulus, who groans but smiles, trying to hide it. You lean your head back against the soft grass, eyes tracing the stars, listening to the gentle hum of voices around you.
For a while, no one speaks. Just quiet, except for the soft rustle of blankets and the occasional whispered joke. Then Marlene pipes up, voice small but full of wonder:
“I wish nights like this could last forever.”
No one argues. James nudges Sirius, Sirius nudges Peter, Peter snorts, and Regulus squeezes your hand lightly without looking. The camera tilts back toward the stars, showing only the sky for the last few seconds of the tape, vast and calm, as if it’s promising to hold onto this moment forever.
. 📼 Ｖｉｄｅｏｔａｐｅ 2
– 𝚃𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚛 𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚎
The camera wobbles a little as it sits on the edge of the common room table, catching James leaning back with that “I’m about to make trouble” grin. “Truth or dare,” he announces, voice low and teasing. “And none of your boring answers this time.”
Sirius flops onto the floor dramatically, hair falling over his eyes, and mutters, “I should’ve stayed in bed.” But the twitch at the corner of his mouth gives him away—he’s not going anywhere. Remus sits cross-legged nearby, pretending to read a book, but the way his eyes flick toward Sirius makes it obvious he’s paying attention.
The first few rounds are simple—favorite sweets, silly confessions—but then James’ gaze lands on Sirius, sharp and mischievous.
“Dare,” Sirius says instantly, voice confident, maybe a little too confident.
James grins. “I dare… you to lean over Remus and whisper one thing you’re actually embarrassed about… and make him squirm.”
Sirius freezes, a flash of mock indignation crossing his face. Remus raises an eyebrow, trying not to laugh, but it’s impossible. Sirius leans over anyway, voice low, teasing, and Remus’ cheeks tint pink almost immediately. The camera shakes slightly from laughter as James and Lily exchange triumphant, quiet looks, Marlene and Mary giggling into their hands.
Then it’s your turn. Lily points, voice sly. “Truth or dare?”
“Dare,” you say, trying not to let your grin get too wide.
James leans forward, eyes sparkling. “I dare… you to make Sirius say something embarrassing about himself without him pretending he’s perfect.”
Sirius’ head snaps toward you, eyes narrowing in mock horror, smirk tugging at his lips. “Oh, so it’s you now?” he hisses softly, leaning back just enough to play it cool.
You shrug, eyes glinting. “Just trying to keep the game… interesting.”
Sirius groans, but the corners of his mouth twitch in that way only Remus notices. The room hums with soft, playful tension—laughs, murmurs, gentle nudges, teasing touches here and there. Even Regulus watches from the side, arms crossed, lips twitching into the faintest smile, amused in that quiet, understated way he always does.
By the end, no one wins, no one loses—except for stolen smirks, flushed cheeks, and the kind of mischievous warmth that only the Marauders can create. The tape ends on the blur of laughter, soft whispers, and a shared glance or two lingering a little longer than it should.
. 📼 Ｖｉｄｅｏｔａｐｅ 3
– 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙵𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝙿𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚔
The video starts shaky, clearly handheld, laughter spilling into the frame before anyone even speaks. Sirius leans close to the camera, whispering furiously, “Okay, remember the plan. You do not screw this up.” His grin is impossible to take seriously, and James immediately snorts.
“Too late for that,” James murmurs, elbowing him gently. Remus sits nearby, arms crossed, eyebrows raised, the picture of reluctant participation—but there’s a twitch at the corner of his mouth that betrays him.
You’re crouched behind a trunk with Regulus beside you, both of you barely containing giggles as Sirius tiptoes toward the unsuspecting target: Peter, nose buried in a book, utterly oblivious. Lily hovers just behind James, trying not to laugh, whispering, “Do we really have to involve him?”
Sirius glances back at you, eyes sparkling. “Do you trust me?”
You roll your eyes but can’t hide the grin. “You’re the problem, you know that, right?”
The next few seconds are a blur of whispered instructions, quiet tugs, and too-loud snickers. Suddenly, Sirius lunges, and a small puff of glitter—or maybe flour, it’s hard to tell—explodes over Peter, who jumps up, coughing, and flailing. The entire group bursts into uncontrolled laughter.
Peter glares, wiping his face, sputtering words that make the rest of you laugh even harder. James collapses onto the floor, clutching his stomach. Sirius shoots a triumphant look at Remus, who shakes his head but hides a smile. Regulus just leans against the wall, arms crossed, trying to look unimpressed, but the faint upturn of his lips gives him away.
Lily, standing at the edge of the chaos, shakes her head, chuckling softly. “Honestly, you lot are impossible.”
The tape ends with all of you lying on the floor, gasping for breath, cheeks hurting from laughter, glitter (or flour) still stuck in hair, and the warm, infectious chaos of friendship echoing in every frame.
. 📼 Ｖｉｄｅｏｔａｐｅ 4
– “𝚂𝚊𝚢 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝙽𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙰𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝙴𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝙾𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛” 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎
The camera wobbles slightly as it sits on the table, catching everyone sitting in a loose circle on the common room floor. Sirius leans back with his usual cocky grin, James sprawled dramatically next to him, Lily perched on her knees with a knowing smirk, and Remus sitting quietly, long legs crossed. You and Regulus are tucked near the edge, Evan and Barty fidgeting slightly, Peter squirming as usual, and Remus… well, he’s pretending not to grin, but you know him better than that.
“Alright,” James announces, leaning forward with exaggerated importance, “we’re doing something serious for once. One nice thing about each person. No cheating. No sarcasm—well, mostly.”
James clears his throat, dramatic as ever. “Okay… uh… Sirius. You… are ridiculously loyal, even when you drive us completely insane.” His grin cracks, because Sirius is already smirking at him.
Sirius raises an eyebrow. “That’s… surprisingly accurate.” He glances at Remus, voice softer than usual. “You, Moony… you make everyone feel like we’re not screwed up beyond repair.”
Remus hums, a small smile tugging at his lips, then points at Lily. “Lils, you always know how to calm everyone down without even trying. You just… know when we need it.”
Lily blushes faintly, reaching over to nudge James, “And you… well, you make sure no one takes themselves too seriously. Ever.”
Evan leans forward, voice quiet but earnest. “Peter… you notice things no one else does, and you’re… braver than you think.”
Barty chimes in next, voice cracking slightly as he nods toward Evan, “And Evan… you’re steady. You make the chaos feel safe sometimes.”
Regulus grins, glancing around the circle. “____ _____… you always notice the little things. You pay attention in a way that makes everyone feel important, even when you act like you don’t care.”
Regulus’ lips twitch into the tiniest smile, looking away briefly, but his shoulders relax.
Finally, you turn to yourself last, a little chuckle escaping. “And me… I think I just… like being part of this mess, with all of you. Even when it’s ridiculous.”
There’s a pause, a quiet, warm silence as everyone looks around at each other. Sirius leans closer to you under the pretense of whispering, “Cheesy, but… I’ll allow it.”
The tape ends on the circle, soft laughter mingling with gentle teasing, flushed cheeks, and the kind of warmth that doesn’t need words—just shared, unspoken understanding.
. 📼 Ｖｉｄｅｏｔａｐｅ 5
– 𝙵𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝙺𝚒𝚜𝚜
The camera jitters in James’ hand, held far too close to his face. Sirius crouches beside him, whispering excitedly, “This is perfect! Absolute perfection!”
The footage is shaky as they sneak across the grounds, moonlight glinting off the frost-covered grass. “You think they’re here?” James hisses.
“Shh! Quiet!” Sirius says, tiptoeing toward the Quidditch pitch. “If we get this on tape, we can blackmail them forever.”
The camera finally steadies enough to capture a glowing scene. You and Regulus are seated on a blanket, little lanterns and scattered snacks surrounding you like a tiny, magical picnic in the middle of the empty pitch. The cold air makes your breath visible, soft curls of fog rising as you laugh quietly at something Regulus just said.
James nudges Sirius, whispering so low only he can hear, “Ohhh… this is too good.”
The camera zooms slightly, careful to stay hidden behind a goalpost, capturing you both without your knowledge. You lean toward Regulus, his hand brushing yours across the blanket, fingers intertwining instinctively. He laughs, soft and unguarded, and your heart flutters in a way that makes the night feel impossibly still.
Then it happens. A moment of hesitation, and then—
Your lips meet. Just for a heartbeat, shy and unpracticed, sweet and soft. Regulus leans in slowly, and you smile into it, eyes closing, completely unaware of the camera rolling a few yards away.
James whispers something low, half-amused, half-jealous, and Sirius stifles a snicker behind his hand. “Ohhh… caught it. Perfect.”
The camera shakes slightly as James tries—and fails—to contain his laughter, Sirius whispering, “This is going in the vault. Forever.”
The footage ends on the two of you sitting back on the blanket, cheeks pink, hands still brushing, a small, shy smile shared between you that says more than words ever could.
. 📼 Ｖｉｄｅｏｔａｐｅ 6
– “𝙼𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝙾𝚞𝚛 𝙵𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚂𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚜”
The camera wobbles slightly as it sits propped on the common room table, catching everyone arranged in a loose circle on the floor. James leans back against a trunk, elbow propped up, smirk already forming. Sirius sprawls beside him, hair messy, fingers twitching with excitement. Lily sits cross-legged, notebook balanced in her lap, eyes warm and teasing. Remus and Regulus sit quietly near you, arms crossed but relaxed, while Evan and Barty fidget a little, Peter shifting constantly as if the floor itself is too hot.
“Okay,” James says, voice dramatic as ever, “we’re making a message for… ourselves. Future us. Let’s see if we survive this.”
Sirius snorts. “Future us? More like past us, James, we’re doomed either way.”
Lily rolls her eyes but grins. “Fine. We start with who’s holding the camera. You go first, James.”
James clears his throat. “Right. So… future me… remember to keep causing trouble, but, uh… also don’t forget how lucky you are to have these idiots around. You know who I mean.” He gestures vaguely toward Sirius, who gives him a fake bow and a wink.
Oi! My turn!” Sirius leaps up and leans closer to the camera, voice lowered conspiratorially. “Future me… don’t let anyone ever take life too seriously. And… keep looking out for Moony, even when he pretends he doesn’t need it. Also… maybe finally tell him how you really feel, yeah?”
A collective laugh ripples through the circle. Remus, trying not to blush, leans forward. “Future me… remember that it’s okay to be tired, or scared, or messy. And remember that we have friends who would walk through fire for you. Also… maybe take more naps. Definitely take more naps.”
Peter shuffles nervously. “Uh… future me… remember you are braver than you think, even when it doesn’t feel like it. And… don’t let the small stuff get to you.”
Evan clears his throat quietly. “Future me… don’t ever stop being kind. Even when everyone else is loud or stupid… remember the little things matter. Oh… and check on Peter sometimes.”
Barty, fidgeting, mutters softly, “Future me… remember that friendship is weird and loud and messy, but that’s exactly why it’s worth everything.”
Lily smiles warmly, glancing at you before speaking. “Future me… don’t forget this. Don’t forget how alive it felt, even in the smallest moments. Don’t forget to laugh, and to love, and to care fiercely… because you always will.”
Finally, it’s your turn. You look around at everyone, heart full. “Future me… remember all of this. Remember the jokes, the chaos, the secrets, the little touches that only we understand. Remember Sirius’ stupid grins, James’ ridiculous plans, Remus’ quiet smiles, Lily’s warmth, Regulus’ calm… and all of us together, for better or worse. Never forget how it felt to be part of this, even when it’s impossible to explain.”
Regulus leans a little closer, whispering so only you can hear, “We’ll never forget.” You squeeze his hand, soft and unspoken.
The camera catches the group quietly smiling at one another, cheeks flushed from laughter or embarrassment or just the warmth of being together. Sirius reaches over, pretending to adjust James’ hair, James yelps, Lily nudges Marlene to stop giggling, Peter fidgets, Barty and Evan nudge each other… and somehow, even in the chaos, it’s calm.
The tape ends on all of you looking around the circle, soft murmurs of promises, laughter lingering in the air, and the kind of memory that feels like it will stick forever.
"Father says that this should all die down. Once they eliminate all the blood traitors and useless muggles, that is," a roar of laughter followed the statement made by Slytherin's Rosier.
Romula passed them, keeping her head down, hiding her repelled face. She did not need this conversation today; it had been haunting her since Hogsmeade. Rosier was leaning against the doorframe in front of the classroom, a group of Slytherin girls circling him like moths to a flame.
On the opposite side stood the Gryffindors, some were rolling their eyes at Rosier. Sirius Black was being held back, his wand was out and ready to jump at Rosier if it hadn't been for his friends. Remus Lupin had looked up in time to catch Romula's concerned expression. He gave her a small smile, so as to greet her, before turning back to Sirius, who was still trying to escape his friends grip.
The Lestrange girl decided it was best to wait in the classroom, so she put her head down again, trying to avoid any attention and any comments that might be thrown her way to rush into the room.
"Do you mind telling me why you carry that thing around with you all the time?"
"Lily, stop getting on my nerves, stay out of this"
"Severus, you are always around Avery and Mulciber, it's clearly not good for you!"
"Lil-"
Their heads turned towards Romula, who had stood frozen by a desk. She knew it was wrong to listen to their conversation, but she felt it would be worse to interrupt them. Lily looked at Severus once more before running out of class and towards the Gryffindor students outside. The voice of James Potter calling after her, ringing through the halls.
Romula gave Severus a small nod before sitting down at the far back. She was not sure if he would want to talk to her now, given that they haven't been on speaking terms since last year.
Professor Ashcroft had always been a frightening woman. Always tense, disappointed and angry during the lessons. However, when she rushed into the classroom, there seemed to be something else hidden underneath her usual emotions. If one looked and listened close enough, it sounded like fear.
The Muggle and Wizard killings did not stop since the last article they read at Hogsmeade, in fact they increased in numbers. Romula was watching half of her Herbology class getting called back home.
"I do not want my students to be incapable of defending themselves. No matter how safe you think Hogwarts is, we cannot risk letting our guards down. I want your wands out; we will practice defensive dueling," Professor Ashcroft exclaimed, a little out of breath. At once, the tables and chairs were knocked to either side, making enough room for the duelling lesson.
Romula had lessons like this before, however none of them carried the same foreboding feeling as this one.
She was paired with Marlene Mckinnon and they started to jolt out all the defensive spells they had learned thus far. Marlene was quick on her feet, almost managing to send Romula's wand flying out of her hand. Romula had to admit that this was the most fun she had had since beginning of term. In a way they were dancing a dance, adjusting to each other's rhythms.
Mulciber crashed into a wall, omitting a loud yelp as he fell to the floor.
"Very interesting, and where did you learn this spell Mr. Snape?" Professor Ashcroft said, rushing over to Mulciber to aid him back on his feet.
"The library," Snape replied after a moment's pause, his voice as flat as his facial expression.
Romula thought back to all the nights Severus had spent in the corner of the common room, bent over a book, drinking in the words and closing them abruptly when Romula would join him. She thought of last week, when she saw him sitting by the restricted section and of the fight between him and Lily before class.
"Ms. Mckinnon, you are a Prefect correct?" Marlene nodded, unsure of what would be asked of her. "Would you please accompany Mr. Mulciber to the hospital wing? I'm afraid he might be concussed."
Marlene heaved a sigh of frustration before grabbing Mulciber by the arm and out of the classroom.
Romula and Severus were partners now, and the Lestrange girl felt excited, nostalgic for a time where they had been duelling partners.
As opposed to Marlene, she remembered Severus' moves, it was a rhythm she was familiar with. An old friend turned cold.
They started the usual way, Romula tactfully defending and redirecting Severus' spells, but as time passed it seemed his frustration grew. His eyes were narrowed, sweat was forming on his forehead, and his spells became more forceful.
Severus' arm twitched slightly, like he was hesitating his next move. Then his expression flattened completely.
"Sectum Signum!" Snape yelled out, as a flash of light hit Romula on the arm holding her wand.
It felt as though a thousand small glass shards were slicing her arm. With a cry, Romula dropped her wand and was holding her arm. She could feel small amounts of blood dampening her shirt. That spell wasn't anything they had been taught. Again she wondered why he would feel the need to learn these in secrecy.
Professor Ashcroft's face fell as she witnessed the scene unfold, for a moment she stood there motionless until finally she yelled, "Enough!" Some had not noticed the duel between Romula and Severus, they were confused why the Lestrange girl was clutching her arm.
Remus Lupin had twisted his neck as much as possible to see her through the students. He could see her biting down on her lip, eyes glossy, threatening to let a tear roll down her cheek.
He had a sudden urge to run to her. To offer to take her to the hospital wing. She looked like she had last night during patrol. Not her usual confident self, but fragile.
But he didn't move. Unsure of her reaction, but more so afraid of the reaction from his friends.
Across the room Severus was staring at Romula's blood soaked shirt. Guilt flickered in his eyes and his hand trembled slightly, but in a matter of seconds he regained his cold stare. He stormed out of the room, bumping into Marlene who had returned to find a classroom full of muttering students and blood drops on the floor.
"What the bloody hell happened?" Marlene shrieked, running towards Romula to look at her arm.
"This spell...where did he learn this?" Professor Ashcroft was searching for her words. The students had never seen her so out of it.
"A Prefect should take her to the hospital wing, I'm afraid this will leave a nasty scar, dear....Mr. Lupin would you be so kind?"
Remus, who had inched closer to the scene than the rest of the students, nodded fervently, picking up Romula's wand that was soaking in the blood.
The pair walked out of the classroom and silence fell upon them again like last night. Only their frantic footsteps against the marble floors were heard.
"I'm sorry that happened to you," said Remus hesitantly, like he didn't have the right words to say.
"Me too..."
Romula wasn't referring to the accident but to getting another confirmation that the person she knew was barely there anymore. She felt anger towards Avery and Mulciber, who had infested his brain with all their cruel remarks and ideologies. If only she could make him see that they were wrong for him. She thought back to Lily's words, but before the silence could settle between her and Remus again, she added,
"At least you won't be the only one with a cool scar." A stupid attempt at a joke, at an attempt to break the uncomfortable formality between them.
To her surprise, she heard Remus chuckle.
"Cool?" he asked "I wouldn't call my scars cool. I actually hate looking at them," Remus stopped his sentence abruptly, like he had said too much already.
Romula noticed that this meant there were several other scars, aside from the one on his arm. Though she wanted to ask him about them, she did not let her curiosity get the best of her and they went back to being silent. Remus felt thankful that she did not inquire further about the reasons behind his scars.
"Merlin, this is the second student in an hour, what are they teaching you down there?" Madam Pomfrey's shrill voice of concern was heard the second the pair had stepped into the hospital wing.
Taking a closer look at the young girls wound, Madam Pompfrey clicked her tongue in disapproval. Remus was shifting nervously from one leg to the other. He wanted to ask how serious the injury was, he wanted to know that she would get better and would not have a scar as a reminder of what happened today. But again, he refrained. He was always refraining.
Romula sat down on the hospital bed, watching Madam Pomfrey shoo Remus – who had not seemed to want to leave –away.
The injured Lestrange girl waved at him, but couldn't shake the upsetting feeling that everyone around her was hiding something.
Severus hid books he refused to show her. Remus hid scars he refused to explain. Regulus hid emotions he refused to voice. But Romula herself was no better.
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Can you write something about how the Sirius, James, Remus and Lily try to get close to Slytherin reader (who is really shy and muggleborn). They decide to try through a prank, since with Lily worked but instead they angered Regulus (the reader's only close friend) for making her cry. They decide to change their approach: complimenting her, reading with her and watching Muggle films. After some hesitation, the reader decides to give it a chance. (I hope it's okay for you to write about Lily too, I haven't seen many posts here on Tumblr involving her, although I think it comes up with something super cute☺️). The rest is up to you 🤍
Ps. The marauders and Lily are already in a relationship with each other
Thank you for requesting this! I had a lot of fun writing it!<3
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Warnings: prank taken too far?
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Chances
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Have you ever been scared of something so much the sight of it makes you want to cry?
Well I am. To be specific, I'm scared of Doxy's. They're nasty little creatures that could kill you with their venom quickly.
The only reason why I had an encounter with these creatures once is because I may or may not have walked far too deep into the forbidden forest one day but thankfully my closest and only friend Regulus Black was there to save me before anything happened.
I shook my head out of my thoughts about the creature's as I sat at the Slytherin table. Right after that Regulus sat down next to me.
It was dinner time. "What took you so long?" I asked him as we put food onto our plate. "Slytherin quidditch captain started talking to me about plays for our next game." He replied as I started to eat so I just nodded. We fell into a conversation about the books we were reading that week.
Suddenly we were interrupted by rather loud laughter coming from the Gryffindor table that was beside the Slytherin table. Regulus stopped talking looking annoyed as he looked over to the table to see his brother's obnoxious laughing. "He never shuts up I swear." Regulus muttered causing me to chuckle a little.
Soon we finished eating and both decided to go back to the Slytherin common room. “You’ll have to let me read that book you’re reading once you’re done with it.” Regulus said to me with a small smile. “The Outsiders isn’t it?” He asks as we reach the painting to the common room. “Correct.” I say then say the password to get in and we walk through into the common room.
After a quick conversation we said goodnight to each other and headed to our dorms. When I got to mine I changed into pajamas and got in bed going to sleep.
The next morning I got and opened my dresser to get my regular clothes. But, with doing that out of my dresser came doxy’s. The one thing I was terrified of.
I tried to scream for help but nothing would come out of my throat. My heart was racing and I ran from them as they started to come after me.
While running I tripped and fell over one of my books for classes. I scrambled back against the wall starting to cry and hyperventilate. They came after me causing me to put my arms up crossing them in defense which really wouldn’t do anything. I closed my eyes waiting for impact but it never came.
I lowered my arms, opening my eyes and still crying to see absolutely nothing there now. What? I could have sworn they were just there. Was it all just some allusion?
“Y/n, are you up yet? We need to eat breakfast.” Asked Regulus just walking into my dorm. I assume he hadn’t seen me so he looked around confused. As he turned his head he saw me.
Immediately getting concerned he came over to me pulling me into his arms. “What happened?” He asked in a whisper. “I..” I try to speak but my voice is hoarse. “Take your time.” He says and I smile gratefully at him.
“I went to go get my clothes for the day…” I started looking over to my dresser. “Then when I opened it I had those doxy’s flying at me and then they just disappeared like they were an allusion.” I said shaking my head as I hugged Regulus.
“Are you okay now?” He asked still with a soft voice. I nodded then got up with his help. “Do you think it was the other Slytherins playing some mean prank? Just because I’m a muggleborn?” I ask as I walk to my dresser finally grabbing my clothes. “It could have been. I’ll try to find out.” He said then walked out the room so I could change.
I changed into my clothes and brushed my hair and teeth then met Regulus out in the common room and we walked together to breakfast. When we got there sitting down at the Slytherin table the marauders including Lily Evans walked up to us looking like they were laughing.
“What could you guys possibly want?” Regulus asked in a cold voice as I got some pancakes on my plate.
“Just came here to ask Y/n a question little brother.” Sirius replied and I looked up at them confused. “How was that doxy prank?” James asked and I tensed up. It was them? How did they get into my dorm let alone the Slytherin common room?
“Oh… uh…” I started then notice Regulus seething with his nostrils flaring. “Don’t look so gloomy. It was just a prank!” Peter said and I looked at them shocked then they walked to Gryffindor table and sat down.
I turned around and quietly ate my food quickly ignoring everytime Regulus tried to start a conversation about something. After I was done eating I got up walking out of the great hall and to the astronomy tower to calm down and read.
Regulus POV
After my stupid older brother and his friends or whatever they all are said they were the ones who pulled the prank on Y/n I was angry. I tried to talk to her throughout all of breakfast but she ignored me and when she was done she got up and walked off somewhere.
I though waited until the supposed pranksters got up and walked out to follow them. Following them down the hallway once we were far enough away from any teachers I quickly grabbed Sirius by the collar slamming him against the wall.
“Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t hex you right this second.” I seethed angrily pointing my wand at his throat. “Woah! Why the hell are you so angry?” He asked giving a confused look. “That little ‘prank’ you pulled on Y/n made her have a panic attack!” I spat at him letting him go but still holding my wand to my side.
“It what?” Asked Remus now looking panicked. “It was just supposed to be a little prank. I swear!” Sirius barked out quickly. The rest of them looked shocked. “We all like her and didn’t think the prank would cause all of that.” Lily said with concern lacing her tone.
“She’s absolutely terrified of doxy’s. She almost got attacked by real ones once.” I said now calmly but still slightly angry.
“How can we make it up to her?” Asked Peter quietly. “Well, if you really liked her you’d know she liked muggle books and movies. She may be up in the astronomy tower right now. She likes to read there.” I say walking off to the Slytherin common rooms.
Y/n’s pov
As I flipped the page in my book I was almost finished with I heard footsteps coming up the steps to the tower.
“Y/n?” I heard the voices of none other than the marauders and Lily ask. I close my book after bookmarking it and stand up to face them. “What?” I ask tiredly waiting for them to probably start tormenting me. “We’re sorry for the prank.” Lily said first and the others all had an apologetic face. “We truly are.” Remus said.
“The truth is.. we all like you and thought a prank would show that.” James told me and I tilted my head confused. “We were obviously wrong. Regulus made sure we knew of that.” Sirius said rubbing his neck awkwardly.
“We’re asking for another chance possibly?” Peter asked and I scoffed. “You prank me with the thing I’m terrified of most and ask for another chance? You’re going to need to make it up to me first before I ever decide if you even get that.” I tell them in a slightly upset and annoyed tone.
“We will.” They all say in unison.
“You like the outsiders?” Lily asks pointing to my book and I give a half smile. “It’s my favorite book and movie.” I inform her.
“Would you want to watch muggle movies with us today? To make up for what we did?” James asks and I nod. “Well let’s go!” Sirius says loudly throwing his arm around me. I manage to let out a little chuckle and lead the way to my dorm room.
When we got there I set up a place for us to all sit/lay and put in a muggle movie for us to watch. We watched quite a few muggle movies and joking around causing me to get tired so I ended up leaning my head on Lily’s shoulder stifling out a yawn.
They all weren’t that bad really and I forgive them for what happened. They all looked truly sorry when apologizing. “I think I’ll give you guys a second chance after all.” I say tiredly then end up falling asleep.
Sorry if the end felt rush I’ve been up for a while writing this!!
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