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“Ok, so, this week we’ll be brewing Amortentia. It’s powerful, so no one is allowed to drink any of it. Got that?” Slughorn asked, receiving hums from every student, “Right, now turn to page 201 and get started, you have all your ingredients set up. Have fun and remember, the first 3 groups to finish receive 5 house points each!”

As soon as Slughorn finished, James turned to the page. “Alright, I’ll dictate, you add. This should be finished by today, then ready by tomorrow.”

Y/n added the rose thorns, the pearl dust, and all the other ingredients, slowly stirring them. The twins looked at each other with puzzling gazes. “How is this gonna take people a week?”

“Maybe he wants it perfect?”

“Maybe.”

As the pair finished, Slughorn came behind them 20 minutes later. He congratulated the two and encouraged them to sniff. “What do you smell?”

James chimed up first, “Books, tea, that sweet scent of spring.” Ever the romantic, he described. From scents to scenarios, he gushed for 10 minutes as Lily stared at him, smiling. He played with his hands and then blushed once he was done. Turning to his sister, “And you, sis?”

Y/n went near and sniffed. She knew what she smelled, she knew who she smelled. But if Slytherins are taught one thing, it’s acting. “Some leather, a bit of peanut butter, and… dog?” She tried not to scrunch her nose, trying hard to come up with something, anything, to find someone else to match. Sirius was staring at her, his gaze locked on hers. “Maybe it’s Paul McCartney?” the crowd laughed. She stared at Sirius, no smile present on either faces.

Soon three more groups described their scents, the last one being Snape and Sirius. Snape described a simple smell, but she knew he smelled nothing, love just wasn’t his thing. Sirius, on the other hand, tried to finish it quickly. His hands were on his neck, resting on thin air as he bragged bout perfume and chocolate. The very things she liked. “I guess there’s the scent of a night out, doing makeup and dress-ups or whatnot,” he added, the corner of his eye directed at her. James was puzzled, staring Sirius down with pressed brows. She continued looking at Sirius’s table, seeing how Snape tried hiding under the table as girls came flocking towards their table. 

“That’s so romantic!”

“I need to buy more perfume…”

“Hey, Sirius, wanna go out?”

Before you knew it, they were being whisked off by Prof. Slughorn to go to their desks. As class ended, only four out of ten groups had finished, much to her surprise. She started packing up, getting ready for her next class. Snape came up to her as James went over to Sirius. “Can’t believe I got paired with him.”

She shrugged, “You’re both top students, it can’t have been that bad.”

“It is when you’re stared at by everyone  to smell something that’s not there.”

“Hey, everyone believed you.” she pats his back and smiles, gaining a half smile from Snape. The two went out of class, having no clue of Sirius staring at them, a layer of jealousy coated in his gaze. One that didn't go unnoticed by James. The Potter shoved his friend, mumbling something about ‘brotherly duties’. Perhaps tonight will be the night… then again, it was always casual.

Y/n and Snape went along with their classes, being joined by their other friends, but mainly just Lucius. Lucius was quite excited about the Ravenclaw party, and Snape planned on studying. Both gave her a glance, though. A sort of questioning look. “He’ll be there,” Lucius said.

She shrugged, looking down. It wouldn’t have made a difference, she would seen him tonight regardless of whether she attended, that’s how they worked. “I’ll probably go to help James and Lily.” she earned a shrug from Lucius, the other male yapping about homework and studies.

“We should start preparing for our test next week, though.”

“Relax, Sev, that’s days ahead.”

She was somewhat different, though, at least from his other hook-ups. She wasn’t a one-night stand. Sirius and her had gone on like a game of hide and seek that never ended. Maybe she was a fool, a loser as Marlene called her, but she doesn't mind. Not when it was her name Sirius was whispering, it was her legs he was in between, it was his bed she was on.

“Fuck… you’re beautiful, Y/n.” he groaned in her ears as his hips hit her own. He kissed her neck and went up her cheeks then her lips, just as he’d done yesterday and the day before. Hitting all the right spots, telling her sweet nothings as the world they knew became one of moans and cries. “All this just for me, love. I feel so special.” The effect this man had, he knew what those words did to the girl. Building her up, literally and figuratively, then tossing her. He always came back, it was the same pattern as always. 

Sirius drew her these worlds, so pretty and perfect. Dreaming what life with him could be as he fucked her brains out, only to then have her leave by kissing her goodnight. Soon he came inside her, filling her up with hopes of commitment. “Here,” he offers her his hand as his cock leaves her, she’s now cold and empty once more. She grabbed his hand, guiding her through the empty room and into the bathroom. They showered together; she cleaned his hair the way he liked while he cleaned her body the way she liked. They weren't strangers, even before the arrangement. Sirius is like a brother to James, but he is the universe to Y/n. He held himself as the sun, yet she was a mere human who could only stare at him through rose-tinted glasses. Even now as he caresses the marks he left on her neck, he’s miles away. Soon they get dry,  kiss goodbye, and he says calmly, “No attachments, baby,” then closes the door. She goes down the stairs, past the portrait, hiding from Filch, and then going to her bed. Sound asleep, wearing his shirt and her favorite bottoms, her best bra under his bed with the rest. It’s casual. It always is. 

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“What’s between you and Sirius? I’ve heard rumors, you know?” Lucius said, a mouthful of eggs nearing his lips. His eyes carried a hint of worry as he ate, never once looking away from the girl.

“Nothing, he’s my brother’s friend. What more could it possibly be?” truthfully, her eyes glistened at the thought. She remembered the night before and knew it was bound to repeat again. She was looking right at the black-haired man, but he sat with his back to her, not even sparing a glance. Her brother waved and smiled as always, unbeknownst to the betrayal, yet his best friend didn’t even look back. He just continued to talk and laugh. 

“Well, someone said they saw you leaving his dorm…”

“You can’t  trust Gryffindors, Lucius, you know better.”

The blond shrugs and continues eating. Occasionally he glances between Sirius and Y/n, noticing her pupils fill with love contrary to the frown her mouth holds. “You Potters and your words.” he sighs defeatedly. 

The friends moved along, talking about classes, family, their plans for summer, etc. Even after the bell rang, the two moved like a pair of conjoined twins. For once she didn’t notice the holes burning into her friend’s skull by the eyes of a certain member of the Black family. 

James swung his hand around the other’s shoulder, “What’re you looking at, mate?”

“Just Slytherins, nothing special.”

“Better not be talking bout my sis.”

“I’d never.”

“Good. I’d have hexed you. Just an older brother thing, you understand.”

  Yet Sirius didn’t understand, at least not when it came to the aching feeling in his chest when he saw those two. They’d been like this since first year, it’s been bothering him since first year. He knew they were friends, and both confirmed it, yet he couldn’t help but feel cheated on. “Yeah, yeah. We’re still on for the Ravenclaw party right?” Sirius looked up at James, quirking his head to the side.

“Of course! Evans is gonna be there, I hope. At least that’s what Y/n/n says, she told me to wear something casual.”

As you got to the portrait you felt faint, the months long torture, blood lost and lack of appetite that came with it had taken its toll, so when the fat lady asked for the password you just stared at her like she had just asked you a complex math problem

“Password?” she prompts again, you don’t answer as your brain is unable to function anymore, luckily someone comes to your rescue

“Y/n?” you hear a familiar voice say, lazily looking over but your vision is hazy so you can only make out a tall mop of ginger “You alright?” he chuckles at your glassy eyes

“Tired” is all you can get out before you try your best to focus but fail “Freddie or George?” you ask confused

That gets his attention, concern filling his eyes as you always knew the difference being a twin yourself, it was like a radar “Love?” he places his hand over your forehead checking your temperature

“Freddie, I don’t feel well” you admit moving to clutch his jumper to keep you up, only recognising the twin as George usually called you doll

He wraps his arms around you right away holding you up turning to the painting “mimbulus mimbletonia” he says quickly “Well come on” he ushers for her to open it faster earning a huff in return

He moves his arm around your waist to hold you up as you come in but your legs give out before he can reach the couch “Y/n?” Ron who was chilling alone on the couches waiting for you to get back stands up and runs over to help you as Fred kneels down “What happened” the younger Weasley asks frantic

“I don’t know she was like this when I found her outside” Fred explains worried “Go get Harry and Mione”

Ron nods giving you one last glance before sprinting up the stairs while Fred lifts you into his arms and places you on the couch “Y/n love I need you to stay awake what happened?” he takes one of your hands in his as he shakes your shoulder gently with the other but you’re quickly losing consciousness

Fred was about to speak again when he felt liquid on his hand, pulling it back he sees the blood, quickly rolling up your shirt and jumpers sleeves revealing the scars “Hey Freddie what you doing…Y/n?” George says cheekily before he sees your state him and Lee both kneeling in front of the couch “What happened” he turns to his brother

Fred holds up your hand showing them the scars “What a bitch” Lee says upset as he see Umbridge’s handiwork

“What’s going on?” Harry asks panting after half hurling himself down the stairs, Hermione and Ron out of breath coming down soon after him

Fred moves out of the way letting Harry take his place, your brother inspects your hand, his eyes beginning to tear up as he sees your state and the words painted on your arm. George and Fred share a look after their own eyes hone in on two of the scars, pits in their stomachs as they know you probably got the detentions because you often helped them with their shenanigans

“Harry, we need to get her to Madame Pomfrey now” Hermione urges her voice shaky, you were like the sister she always wanted her hand moving to take Ron’s seeking comfort

Ron clasps his other over hers as Harry nods “You want us to help?” Fred offers to which Harry nods letting him pick you up and bring you to the infirmary

Harry couldn’t breathe the whole way there, nor could he relax as you lay unconscious on the hospital bed. He outright refused to leave when asked, never letting go of unscarred hand, rubbing little circles in it while Fred, Hermione and Ron all had to leave as Poppy couldn’t allow them to stay since they were in immediate family

Dumbledore was still nowhere to be seen and that vexed Harry, adding to the compiling anger raging in his heart, he was furious at Umbridge for doing this, for forcing you to write all of this, for pushing you to your limit. He was upset you didn’t tell him but it wasn’t the first time you had hid things to protect him, he only wanted to protect you so he felt like he had failed you in that moment, failed as a big brother

He was about to drift off to sleep, his head laying on the bed next to you still holding your hand when he heard the door open followed by three voices speaking all at once but he recognised each of them “Mrs and Mr Potter, Mr Lupin, she’s right over her” Poppy leads them over before stopping “Hello again” she says to the familiar dog whose identity she overlooked

“Harry what happened? All we got was a letter from Minerva saying y/n was hurt…oh my god” Lily asks walking up to Harry gasping as she sees you laying there

“What the hell happened to her arm” James exclaims as he goes around the other side of the bed with Remus, the latter’s mouth dropped open as he examines the scars carefully

“Filthy half…” Remus can even finish it as his eyes fill with rage “Who did this?” they all look towards Harry for an answer

“Umbridge” he says bitterly rolling up his jumper to show his old scar “She’s been using a this quill as detention punishment, on the first week me and y/n got them after she insulted Cedric…but I had no idea that y/n was getting special treatment from her” tears prick his eyes as he scrunches up his face “I’m so sorry I failed to protect her” he sniffs as the tears begin to fall

“You did not fail her” Lily says her hands coming to cup his cheeks before pulling him into a hug

“Pads” Remus scolds as the dog jumps up on the bed, whimpering as it licks your hand before snuggling itself into your side

“Why didn’t you tell us she was torturing students?” James asks upset that you both kept this from him “I knew she was a bitch at your trial but this is taking the cake” he continues aggravated

“I’m sorry, I…we…didn’t want to add to your stress” Harry says sadly

“It’s okay I understand but you need to tell us these things so we can kick her not so pretty in pink arse” Lily says earning a chuckle for Harry

Remus lets out a laugh “I understood that reference” he says to James who is too annoyed to register but his face softens as you stir

The dogs head lifts up but stays snuggled into your side as you groan a little, hand going to your forehead as you squeeze your eyes tightly, opening them you take a second to adjust to the brightness of the room “F-” you start as the last thing you heard was a certain twins voice but then you see your whole family even your uncles, one of whom grey eyes are looking up at you “Un-snuffles” he huffs at the nickname but lets you reach out and pet him “Mum, dad, Uncle Moony…what…ah” you wince at as you try to move your hand

“How are you feeling?” Harry asks

“Better” you say quietly, the guilt swirling in you at how worried they all look, you could even swear you could see frown lines from your Uncle in his dog form “I’m sorry I didn’t want to trouble anyone” you look down

“Aww sweetie” Lily moves to sit at your side on the bed, Harry standing up to let her through “It’s okay” she leans forward placing a kiss on your forehead “The important thing is you’re alright” she gives you a reassuring smile

“What is going on in here?” you all turn to the shrill voice entering the room, great Umbitch has arrived

“What’s going on is you injured my daughter” James walks around approaching her with a fury that makes her look a little nervous

“I have no idea what you are talking about” she plays dumb

“You do have an idea, you cannot go around hurting kids like that…she’s going to have that on her hand for the rest of her life thanks to you” Remus adds joining James at his side, your mum stays with you, her arm wrapping around you while you grip your uncles fur gently telling him to stay as well, he was still a convict and you would never forgive yourself if he was caught

“Mr Lupin you don’t work here anymore nor should someone like you be allowed around children” she says frankly

Remus’ face drops while that comment sends your father over the edge “Don’t you dare talk about him like that, he is a god damn angel. It’s you that shouldn’t be around children and you bet your toad arse if I have anything to do with it you won’t be here for much longer” he points at her

“Hardly I was asked by Cornelius himself” she says but you can see your father anger and threats are breaking down her façade “You’ll find that I have every authority here” she fixes her little jacket little out that annoying little hum she always does

“Authority to hurt my baby?” your mother speaks up while your father and uncle step back, hell has no fury like Lily Potter when she’s angry “Listen here Umbitch” she stands up, the insult earning a proud smile from James and Sirius if he could in his form “There is nowhere on the face of this earth you will be able to hide from me if you hurt one hair on any more of these kids heads. And if you dare touch either of my babies again I will end you…nat uh” she shakes her finger at the pink toad when she tries to interject “I don’t care if you were sent here by merlin himself you have no right to harm anyone let alone a child”

“Punishment comes to those who deserve it, if you raised your children right and gave them better remodels than a monster, a convict, an ex-trouble maker and a mudblood then she could be a good child” that was it for your uncle, he jumped off the bed before you could stop him “Who allowed this mutt in here?” she turns up her nose but then her face morphs into horror as your uncles shifts

“You want to say that again Dolores?” he says smirking to which the women looks utterly terrified “Call my friend that slur, my husband a monster oh you’ve never seen a real monster”

“I…I…” she tries to form a sentence

“I…I…” he mocks back “If I see you anywhere near my godchildren again I will be guilty of Azkaban by the time I’m done with you” he intimidates

With that threat the toad scampered as fast as she could running by McGonagall, Hermione, Ron and Fred who were standing by the entrance, all with very satisfied grins on their faces clearly hearing the quarrel

As Sirius calms down, he spots his old professor “Hey Minnie” he winks reverting back to himself

James joins his side “Lookin’ good Minerva” he smirks

“Hi” Remus just gives a small semi awkward wave as he pops his head out from behind them

The teens chuckle around her while she just shakes her head “Tad dramatic Mr Black but nothing she didn’t deserve” she notes with a small smile to which the man himself grins proudly nudging his husband as if to say ‘look mums proud of us’

“Y/n you’re awake” Fred smiles as do Hermione and Ron who light up all heading towards your bed

As your friends talk to you, Hermione and Ron standing on one side with Harry sitting on the bed with Fred perched on the other side, Remus leans over to Lily “What is it with Potters and gingers” he whispers making the girl giggle while Sirius and James tilt their head before both eye the scene

“I would just like to announce that if anyone…” James looks at Fred especially “…hurts my little fawn again I will give them worse treatment than toad face”

“Jamie!” Lily huffs looking at both you and Fred with an apologetic expression

“And I am not opposed to chopping of certain body parts” Sirius adds nonchalantly, as Fred’s eyes blow wide and his face pales the rest, including you, burst out in giggles