It can be hard being a werewolf, especially when you don’t accept your wolf. It can become very painful because the wolf is trying to rip itself out of you. I should know, I have experienced this first-hand. It doesn’t help that many people’s views of werewolves is that we are monsters. But we’re not, not all of us at least. I mean yeah, there are monsters. Wolves like Greyback, they have no excuse for their behaviour but others can’t help it. They fear their wolves, don’t accept them and in return the wolf becomes angry and in its blind rage attacks anything it comes across. I know this because I have done this. But now I accept my wolf and we are both better off now that I have, that doesn’t mean people accept me though. I just want to find someone who will accept me. It’s hard being a student at Hogwarts in normal circumstances never mind trying to hide what and who you are.
Professor Dumbledore doesn’t trust me on my own out in the forest anymore. He knows what I am and has allowed me to turn in the forest for my first six years at Hogwarts but now I can’t. So now I am heading to the medical wing so Madam Pomfrey can take me to the Shrieking Shack. When I enter, I wasn’t expecting anyone but Madam Pomfrey but there was someone else. A boy from my year with auburn hair and green eyes was standing next to the schools medi-witch. I head towards Poppy cautiously. “Come now Mr (Last/N). It’s not like you to be nervous.” Poppy says with a kind smile.
“Me? Nervous? Never.” I reply flashing a grin in her direction, receiving an eye roll for my troubles. I turn toward the other occupant of the room. “Who’s this?”
“This is Mr. Lupin. He will be accompanying you during the full moon tonight.”
“WHAT!!!” was the incredulous shout from the boy revealed as Mr. Lupin. I ignore his shout and ask, “So he’s a wolf too then?”
“Wait…too?” again Mr. Lupin goes momentarily ignored.
“Indeed.” was Poppy’s reply before she turned to Mr. Lupin. “Really Mr. Lupin, please close your mouth before you catch flies.” She tries for admonishing but I could clearly hear the amusement in her tone. From the look on Mr. Lupin’s face, it is clear he also heard it.
We were now at the shack, which was disgusting by the way, and Madam Pomfrey had already left. There was still a few hours before the moon was officially out so I decided to get to know my fellow wolf. “So, what’s your name?”
“Remus. Remus Lupin but my friends call me Moony. You?”
“(Y/N) (Last/N). Your friends call you Moony?” I ask as I beckon him to sit near me on the broken bed.
“Yeah, you know. Because of the moon and stuff.” he finishes with a dismissive shrug.
“You mean your friends know?” He nods. “And accepts you?” again he nods. “Wow, you have great friends.”
“They mean the world to me, they are pack. I’ll introduce you to them, you’ll like them.”
“Sure.” It was at that moment that the moon started to rise, both our heads snapped to the window and basked in its glory…or I did anyway. I rose from the broken bed and stood in the centre of the moonlight, I allowed my wolf to have full control of my body, completely trusting that he will keep me safe and behave. The change happens quick after that, I barely feel it from the protection of my wolfs inner conscious. Screaming breaks through the peace I feel and the wolf snaps his head toward the sound. Remus is the source; he is screaming so loud that we both whimper.
My wolf heads over to Remus and try to offer comfort by rubbing against his side. It doesn’t seem to be working and it worries us both deeply. After a long while of screaming it finally stops. In the place of what was once a screaming boy now stands a strong yet angry auburn wolf. My wolf heads over to the wolf and tries to calm him down, obviously the boy doesn’t accept Moony. Moony growls low and deep the moment he spots me, not a natural alpha but the alpha of his little pack. In order to not anger the wolf more, we lower our underbelly to the ground and crawl our way over. The growling lowers in intensity but doesn’t leave, once we reach the wolf we roll onto our back and roll our head to the side giving access and showing our vulnerable stomach. The growling stops as the wolf lowers his head to smell our stomach then up to our offered neck, after a thorough smell the wolf nuzzles our neck and allows us to stand. We are no longer a threat. It seems once a rejected wolf is calmed it reverts to basic instinct. Interesting. My wolf urges me that we should tire the wolf out with a game of tag, I agree to this and the game begins with a playful nip the front paw of the auburn wolf. The chase is on.
It’s been months since we first met, I’ve been trying to teach Remus to accept his wolf. We have reached the stage where Remus trusts Moony enough to take over the change. This has helped since Remus won’t feel the pain of the change anymore. I’ve also made friends who accept me at last, I’m now officially a Marauder…in training. Not too good at pranks yet. But I now have a Marauder nickname and name for my wolf, Lycidas. It means Wolf Son in ancient Greek. Not to creative but Lycidas loves it. I love all of my friends but I’m closest to Remus, especially lately. I’ve been feeling a pull toward him lately, Lycidas knows what it means but he won’t tell me. Apparently it’s up to Remus to tell me. Tonight, is a full moon so me and Remus will be meeting again, sometimes the other Marauders join us but today they have detention. I meet with Remus in the Medical wing and together with Madam Pomfrey we head toward the Shack. The entire time there I can tell Remus is nervous, which is strange because ever since a few months ago he hasn’t feared a change since it doesn’t hurt anymore. I grow worried the more he looks nervous.
During the few hours before the change Remus is unusually quiet. He doesn’t say a single word to me, just continues pacing back and forth in the centre of the room. I’m trying to build up enough courage to ask what’s wrong but the look on Remus’ face stops me every time. Finally, though, just before we start to change, Remus looks right at me and says “We’re mates. We are destined for each other and I love you.” Before I could reply, our wolves take over and the change begins. It was quick and painless for both of us and when Lycidas looks on over at Moony it is to see him waiting patiently, staring at him. Lycidas walks on over to Moony and nuzzles his neck before licking his muzzle. Moony gives a happy yip before speeding off into the forest, it happened so fast that even Lycidas was confused as to what was happening. Moments later, Moony returns with a dead forest animal in his jaws and drops it at his paws. Lycidas immediately recognises this as a courting gift, if he eats it he is accepting Moony as his mate, if he doesn’t he is rejecting him. Lycidas talks it over with me to make sure we both agree. After a very brief discussion, Lycidas eats the kill accepting the courtship.
The next morning, I wake up and notice that Remus is up before me. He doesn’t look his cheerful self, which is worrying to both me and Lycidas. We walk on over to Remus who is looking out the shack window. “You ok Remus?” The boy in question jumps at my voice and spins round.
“Oh. (Y/N) you scared the life out of me. I didn’t know you were up. Are you well?”
“I am fine. I was just wondering the same about you. You seem awfully down.”
“I’m fine.” Even Lycidas could tell that Remus wasn’t being truthful.
“Is fine werewolf for not fine at all?”
“What? No, why?”
“I’m trying to justify why you would lie to me.” When I saw him flinch I realised I could have worded that better. “Sorry, I mean…ugh…I just want to know what’s wrong. I don’t like it when you’re not yourself.” He looks into my eyes and I look back seeing nothing but insecurity.
“ Lycidas may have chosen Moony, but how on earth will you ever choose me.” Remus finally admits sadly. If I was expecting anything it definitely wasn’t that. Over the months that I have known Remus, I have never once seen him this self-depreciating. I don’t like it; the look doesn’t suit him. “I have and always will choose you Remus. You are the most wonderful man I have ever met. You are charming, loyal, brave, kind-hearted, and so sweet you put your favourite chocolate to shame. Why would I ever make the mistake in not choosing you.” By the end of my speech Remus looks utterly shocked.
“You really think all that of me?”
“Of course, I do, I wouldn’t lie about this.”
“So, you accept me then?” he asks, starting to look hopeful.
“Of course, I do. But if you bring me a dead animal whilst we are human, I will kill you.” We laugh at this and I decided then and there that Remus should be laughing all the time as that is his best look and I will be the one to put it there.
“It’s beautiful.” Remus’ comment snaps me out of my thoughts and I focus on him completely.
“What is?”
“This feeling. To find your mate and they accept you.” I smile at this and get one in return. “Yeah, it is.”
A/N:
So this is a sort of prequel to ‘Took You Long Enough’. This is set in the third year of the maraurder era, so no one is an animagi yet. I looked up what the diver symbolises and I have changed the 'lover’ description to 'someone close to you’.
I hate divination. It’s so pointless. I mean who would want to spoil their own or someone else’s future by practically telling them what happens. UGH! Half the stuff that people 'predict’ don’t even come true. “What do you see Miss Malfoy?” “Huh?” Yes, well done me. You just proved to the whole class you excellent range of vocabulary. “In your tea cup Miss Malfoy, what do you see.” “Oh…um…” Why does the stupid professor choose me out of everyone. “I suppose I can see someone diving?” “Here let me see” The professor says whilst gesturing to show me the cup. I hand over my tea cup and the professor nods. “Yes, well done. There is a Diver in your tea cup. Can anyone tell me what a Diver symbolises?” The professor asks the class. A know-it-all Ravenclaw sticks their hand up. “I can professor.” They open their divination book. “It says in here that a Diver symbolises 'A great and unexpected piece of news which will lead to a fortunate discovery, it also reveals deception from someone close to you.’ ooh someone is lying to you Malfoy” They reply with a snicker.
I immediately settle a glare on Sirius. “What do you have planned now Siri, some prank no doubt” He looks affronted. “Why do you assume it’s me when they mention deception. I swear (Y/N), for once, it isn’t me.” Even though he has lied in situations like this before, I know he is telling the truth. It’s in his eyes. But then, who is lying to me. Probably no one since divination is a load of crap. All of a sudden there was a load bang behind the Professor. I look toward them and see them covered in purple paint. Sirius bursts out laughing “Haha, shouldn’t your stupid tea leaves have warned you about that professor. Haha that was a good one, right (Y/N)?” He laughs hysterically whilst looking at me. “You have something to do with this Miss Malfoy? Why am I not surprised?” “No, I swear. I had no Ide-” “Enough! You and Mr Black have detention for the remainder of this week-” I suppose it can’t any worse. “-With Argus Filch. Class Dismissed.” I turn a viscous glare to Sirius. “What? How was I supposed to know he would blame you for this too.” I suppose he’s right there but I’m still angry he got me detention with Filch. ________________________________________________________________
Remus POV
Classes are over now and I’m waiting with James and Peter in the Common room for Sirius and (Y/N). When they walk in Sirius looks guilty and (Y/N) looks angry. “What did you do now Sirius? Why is (Y/N) angry with you?” “Because Remus. Sirius decided to pull a prank on the Divination’s Professor and get the blame on me too so now we both have detention with Filch.” She states angrily. Ouch. Not with Filch. I can see James and Peter grimace from beside me. They probably had the same thoughts as me. “Don’t worry (Y/N), It can’t be that bad.” James says trying to lighten the mood. “Oh yeah? Did I forget to mention it’s detention for the rest of the week.” we both grimace again. So it is bad. “It will be alright (Y/N), you’ll see.” I state smiling, she is going to love what I have planned. “Yeah, sure. Let’s just get this over with Sirius.” She mutters angrily whilst marching out of the common room, Sirius following behind like a dog with it’s tail between it’s legs. James looks at me weirdly for a second. “What do you have planned Remus?” “Oh, Just a little surprise for Sirius, is all.” ________________________________________________________________
Still Remus POV
It’s time for (Y/N) and Sirius’ detention to finish. I spent all this time asking what Sirius had done to get the detention, the the rest of the time setting up my surprise for Sirius. The door opens and out walks Filch then (Y/N). Filch marches away, glad to have been done with them and I make my way over to (Y/N). “Where’s Siri?” “Finishing cleaning, he’ll be out in a minute. What are you doing here?” “You’ll see, and might I just say…You’ll love me for it.” At least I can dream. “O..Kay?” Just then the door opens again and Sirius walks out. I then use wand without them seeing and they Sirius is drenched in Yellow and Black paint. “UGH!…What they hell!” “Okay…haha…I…Believe you…Remus haha…When you said…love you for it haha.” (Y/N) barely gets out around her laughter. Seeing her laugh so hard and Sirius covered in paint causes me to laugh too. “What the hell Remus?” Sirius shouts at me. “I figured you should act a bit more Hufflepuff and tell the Divination Professor that (Y/N) had nothing to do with your prank. So I thought I would get you started by giving you a total colour make-over.” I reply still laughing slightly. “As much as I hate being covered in paint…You right. I’ll tell him tomorrow, promise.” “You better! and thanks Remus.” (Y/N) says smiling. ________________________________________________________________
Next Day Reader POV
I can’t believe that Sirius actually got me off the detention. Well I guess I have Remus to thank for that. God that was so funny, Sirius still has some yellow paint stuck in that god forsaken birds nest he calls hair. Speaking of thanking Remus, why is he in the common room all alone. “Hey Remus, what are you doing here alone?” I say whilst watching him jump. “Hey (Y/N) didn’t see you there. I guess I kinda got lost in thought and didn’t realise everyone had left.” “And Sirius, James and Peter just left you down here. Those ungrateful sons of witches.” How dare they! “It’s alright, I appreciated the time to think.” He smiles, god I love that smile. Remus is always so thoughtful to others. Even yesterday, he pranked Sirius just because he had got me detention. “Would you mind some company?” I ask. “I would appreciate it, thanks.” He replies, still with that smile. “I just wanted to thank you for what you did for me yesterday. If it wasn’t for you I would still have detention.” “So you don’t have it anymore?” “Nope, Professor let me off once Sirius explained it was all him.” “That’s good.” We sit there in comfortable silence for a while until I notice he is starting to look sad and withdrawn.
Remus POV
I’m glad she doesn’t have detention anymore. I hate it when she is angry or sad for that matter. She is such a rare, beautiful, carefree person that I don’t want her to ever be upset. It is wrong when she is upset. *sigh* I shouldn’t even be thinking this. She is an amazing person that I love so much and what am I?…A monster. That’s what. She would never even give me the time of day if she knew. I’m probably putting her in danger right now just being her friend. No. I have to tell her, then maybe she will leave me alone. It would kill me..but she would be safe. “Remus?” I’m brought out of my thoughts by her wondrous voice. “Are you ok?” “I have something I have to tell you…Your probably not going to like it.” “Remus…You worrying me.” “(Y/N)…I’m….I’m a monster….A hideous beast. I’m a werewolf.” I say not looking at her anymore. “What?” She says so quietly that if I wasn’t a werewolf I wouldn’t have heard it. Although, If I wasn’t a werewolf we wouldn’t be having this conversation. “I know you probably hate me right now, and you want nothing more than to see me dead. That’s totally fine, I would too If I were you an-” “You Idiot!” I was started by her interruption. “Huh?” “How dare you!” I knew it, but still hearing her hate me is still painful. “How dare you assume that I would hate you!” I kno-…wait…what? “What?” “I don’t hate you. Your my best friend, I don’t care if your a werewolf. And If I here you call yourself a monster or a hideous beast again I will hit you so hard that your head will still be ringing a year later. You are none of those thing Remus.” She states fiercely. With the look in those (E/C) eyes, I can tell she believes every thing she said and I shouldn’t even think about arguing with her. “You don’t hate me?” I have to be sure. I don’t want this to be some cruel trick. “Of course I don’t. Your never going to get rid of me Remus, we are stuck together. Marauders forever remember?” “Yeah…I could have sworn you were going to hate me though. Don’t tell the others though. I want to do it, eventually.” “Sure, but why not now.” “They will probably hate me.” “I repeat my earlier words Remus, 'You Idiot!” She says with a laugh. I soon join in.
It can be hard being a werewolf, especially when you don’t accept your wolf. It can become very painful because the wolf is trying to rip itself out of you. I should know, I have experienced this first-hand. It doesn’t help that many people’s views of werewolves is that we are monsters. But we’re not, not all of us at least. I mean yeah, there are monsters. Wolves like Greyback, they have no excuse for their behaviour but other can’t help it. They fear their wolves, don’t accept them and in return the wolf becomes angry and in it’s blind rage attacks anything it comes across. I know this because I have done this. But now I accept my wolf and we are both better off now that I have, that doesn’t mean people accept me though.I just want to find someone who will accept me. It’s hard being a student at Hogwarts in normal circumstances never mind trying to hide what and who you are. ________________________________________________________________
Professor Dumbledore doesn’t trust me on my own out in the forest anymore. He knows what I am and has allowed me to turn in the forest for my first six years at Hogwarts but now I can’t. So now I am heading to the medical wing so Madam Pomfrey can take me to the Shrieking Shack. When I enter, I wasn’t expecting anyone but Madam Pomfrey but there was someone else. A boy from my year with auburn hair and green eyes was standing next to the schools medi-witch. I head towards Poppy cautiously. “Come now Miss (Last/N). It’s not like you to be nervous.” Poppy says with a kind smile. “Me? Nervous? Never.” I reply flashing a grin in her direction, receiving an eye roll for my troubles. I turn toward the other occupant of the room. “Who’s this?” “This is Mr. Lupin. He will be accompanying you during the full moon tonight.” “WHAT!!!” was the incredulous shout from the boy revealed as Mr. Lupin. I ignore his shout and ask, “So he’s a wolf too then?” “Wait…too?” again Mr. Lupin goes momentarily ignored. “Indeed.” was Poppy’s reply before she turned to Mr. Lupin. “Really Mr. Lupin, please close your mouth before you catch flies.” She tries for admonishing but I could clearly hear the amusement in her tone. From the look on Mr. Lupin’s face, it is clear he also heard it. ________________________________________________________________
We were now at the shack, which was disgusting by the way, and Madam Pomfrey had already left. There was still a few hours before the moon was officially out so I decided to get to know my fellow wolf. “So what’s your name?” “Remus. Remus Lupin but my friends call me Moony. You?” “(Y/N) (Last/N). You’re friends call you Moony?” I ask as I beckon him to sit near me on the broken bed. “Yeah, you know. Because of the moon and stuff.” he finishes with a dismissive shrug. “You mean your friends know?” He nods. “And accepts you?” again he nods. “Wow, you have great friends.” “They mean the world to me, they are pack. I’ll introduce you to them, you’ll like them.” “Sure.” It was at that moment that the moon started to rise, both our heads snapped to the window and basked in it’s glory…or I did anyway. I rose from the broken bed and stood in the centre of the moonlight, I allowed my wolf to have full control of my body, completely trusting that she will keep me safe and behave. The change happens quick after that, I barely feel it from the protection of my wolfs inner conscious. Screaming breaks through the peace I feel and the wolf snaps her head toward the sound. Remus is the source, he is screaming so loud that we both whimper.
My wolf heads over to Remus and try to offer comfort by rubbing against his side. It doesn’t seem to be working and it worries us both deeply. After a long while of screaming it finally stops. In the place of what was once a screaming boy now stands a strong yet angry auburn wolf. My wolf heads over to the wolf and tries to calm him down, obviously the boy doesn’t accept Moony. Moony growls low and deep the moment he spots me, not a natural alpha but the alpha of his little pack. In order to not anger the wolf more, we lower our underbelly to the ground and crawl our way over. The growling lowers in intensity but doesn’t leave, once we reach the wolf we roll onto our back and roll our head to the side giving access and showing our vulnerable stomach. The growling stops as the wolf lowers his head to smell our stomach then up to our offered neck, after a thorough smell the wolf nuzzles our neck and allows us to stand. We are no longer a threat. It seams once a rejected wolf is calmed it reverts to basic instinct. Interesting. My wolf urges me that we should tire the wolf out with a game of tag, I agree to this and the game begins with a playful nip the the front paw of the auburn wolf. The chase is on. ________________________________________________________________
It’s been months since we first met, I’ve been trying to teach Remus to accept his wolf. We have reached the stage where Remus trusts Moony enough to take over the change. This has helped since Remus won’t feel the pain of the change anymore. I’ve also made friends who accept me at last, I’m now officially a Marauder…in training. Not too good at pranks yet. But I now have a Marauder nickname and name for my wolf, Tala. It means Wolf in Native American. Not to creative but Tala loves it. I love all of my friends but I’m closest to Remus, especially lately. I’ve been feeling a pull toward him lately, Tala knows what it means but she won’t tell me. Apparently it’s up to Remus to tell me. Tonight is a full moon so me and Remus will be meeting again, sometimes the other Marauders join us but today they have detention. I meet with Remus in the Medical wing and together with Madam Pomfrey we head toward the Shack. The entire time there I can tell Remus is nervous, which is strange because ever since a few months ago he hasn’t feared a change since it doesn’t hurt anymore. I grow worried the more he looks nervous.
During the few hours before the change Remus is unusually quiet. He doesn’t say a single word to me, just continues pacing back and forth in the centre of the room. I’m trying to build up enough courage to ask what’s wrong but the look on Remus’ face stops me every time. Finally though, just before we start to change, Remus looks right at me and says “We’re mates. We are destined for each other and I love you.” Before I could reply, our wolves take over and the change begins. It was quick and painless for both of us and when Tala looks on over at Moony it is to see him waiting patiently, staring at her. Tala walks on over to Moony and nuzzles his neck before licking his muzzle. Moony gives a happy yip before speeding off into the forest, it happened so fast that even Tala was confused as to what was happening. Moments later, Moony returns with a dead forest animal in his jaws and drops it at her paws. Tala immediately recognises this as a courting gift, if she eats it she is accepting Moony as her mate, if she doesn’t she is rejecting him. Tala talks it over with with me to make sure we both agree. After a very brief discussion, Tala eats the kill accepting the courtship. ________________________________________________________________
The next morning I wake up and notice that Remus is up before me. He doesn’t look his cheerful self, which is worrying to both me and Tala. We walk on over to Remus who is looking out the shack window. “You ok Remus?” The boy in question jumps at my voice and spins round. “Oh. (Y/N) you scared the life out of me. I didn’t know you were up. Are you well?” “I am fine. I was just wondering the same about you. You seem awfully down.” “I’m fine.” Even Tala could tell that Remus wasn’t being truthful. “Is fine werewolf for not fine at all?” “What? No, why?” “I’m trying to justify why you would lie to me.” When I saw him flinch I realised I could have worded that better. “Sorry, I mean…ugh…I just want to know what’s wrong. I don’t like it when you’re not yourself.” He looks into my eyes and I look back seeing nothing but insecurity. “Tala may have chosen Moony, but how on earth will you ever choose me.” Remus finally admits sadly. If I was expecting anything it definitely wasn’t that. Over the months that I have known Remus, I have never once seen him this self-depreciating. I don’t like it, the look doesn’t suit him. “I have and always will choose you Remus. You are the most wonderful man I have ever met. You are charming, loyal, brave, kind-hearted and so sweet you put your favourite chocolate to shame. Why would I ever make the mistake in not choosing you.” By the end of my speech Remus looks utterly shocked. “You really think all that of me?” “Of course I do, I wouldn’t lie about this.” “So. You accept me then?” he asks, starting to look hopeful. “Of course I do. But if you bring me a dead animal whilst we are human, I will kill you.” We laugh at this and I decided then and there that Remus should be laughing all the time as that is his best look and I will be the one to put it there. “It’s beautiful.” Remus’ comment snaps me out of my thoughts and I focus on him completely. “What is?” “This feeling. To find your mate and they accept you.” I smile at this and get one in return. “Yeah, it is.”
A/N:
So in this fic, Reader is Lucius Malfoy’s sister but you are not a death eater, you are part of the order. Reader was a marauder so you will be referred to as your nickname. Also Sirius is alive. Don’t have the heart to keep him dead. Also Leodora mean Lioness in Latin since that is your animagus.
12 Grimmauld place was shrouded in a tense atmosphere as Harry found out the person who has been helping the order from the shadows is in fact (Y/N) Malfoy. Sirius and Remus were tense in posture, waiting to leap to (Y/N)’s defence if she needed it. Harry, however, did something unexpected of him…he sat down, stared at her and said “explain.”
Remus started off the explanation, “She was one of our closest friends in school Harry. She is a Marauder just like us.” Sirius jumps in next, “She is fiercely protective of us and fiercely loyal. She is just like me, disowned from our horrible families.” (Y/N) finished the speech off by saying, “I know you have problems with the Malfoy family and you probably won’t accept me but I will still protect you, even then. As we promised James that we would if anything happened to him and Lily.”
Harry stared long and hard at (Y/N) to the point that Sirius and Remus were rigid. Then he saw the truth in her (E/C) eyes, walked up to her and gripped her tight in a welcoming hug. “I believe you….Leodora.” “How do you know that name?” (Y/N) breathed, relieved yet shocked at hearing the endearing name. “It was on the map…Messrs. Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, Prongs & Mme. Leodora.” “Haha, so that’s how you sneak around Hogwarts after curfew. I should of known, just like your father.” (Y/N) praises.
After many stories being told to Harry of the many adventures of the Marauders time in school, (Y/N) excused herself and moved outside in the back garden to get some fresh air. The remaining people watching her go. “How close was (Y/N) to my parents?” Harry asked, turning to face Sirius and Remus. “She was made your Godmother if that’s what your asking?” Sirius replied. “My Godmother?” “Of course, did you really think Lily would trust Sirius to be Godfather without having some back up.” Remus replied heartily, covering a snicker when Sirius threw him a dirty look. “So (Y/N) and Sirius weren’t together?” “Are you kidding, (Y/N) and the notorious man-whore? Together? Nope, never happened.” Remus admitted to which Sirius looked affronted. “Man-whore?! How dare you! I just had a lot of love to go around is all. Besides, you were the one with the massive crush on her. Still do actually.”
“Wha-What? I do not have a crush!” “Yes you do.” “No I don’t.” “Yes you do!” “No I-” “Maybe you should just tell her Moony. After all, It’s obvious you do like her.” Harry interrupted the playful argument. “Pup’s got a point Moony. Go. Go tell her, what’s the worst that could happen?” “Laugh in my face.” Remus replied moodily. “You know she would never do that because she is not like that. Just go and tell her.” “Fine.” Remus finally relents and raises from his seat in the living room to head to the back garden. “Do you think he will notice that she loves him too?” Harry asks. “Yes, If he doesn’t bottle it and cowers out like a chicken.” Laughs Sirius. ________________________________________________________________
Five Minutes. Five minutes Remus has been stood in the back doorway just watching (Y/N) in the light of the half-moon. She was the only person he admitted to being a werewolf to. The others just figured it out. But she. (Y/N) he wanted to save from himself. How stupid he was to think that she would ever run away from or fear him. She was beautiful inside and out. Her pale blonde hair streaked with (H/C) (If you are blonde then favourite colour). Her big (E/C) eyes that sparkle in the moonlight. She was stunning, how could she ever love a monster like him. “Stop it!” Surprised Remus looked up, He hadn’t even realised he looked away, to find the object of his affection right in front of him with an angry expression on her face. “What?” He replied dumbfounded. “Do you really think after all these years that I don’t know when you are thinking self-loathing thoughts! That your thinking you are a monster when your not!” (Y/N) shouted at Remus, tears in her eyes.
“Hey, why are you crying?” Remus asked soothingly, bringing her into an embrace. “I just want you to realise that your not a monster. You are a smart, kind and a gentleman. Why can’t you see the good in you that I do.” “Maybe…you can show me the good in me that you so obviously see…” “What do you mean?” “I mean…I love you (Y/N)” Remus hesitantly admits, to which you smirk. “Took you long enough.” “What?” “Remus, I fell in love with you when we were in third year and you pranked Sirius after he got me detention.” “Then I should prank Sirius more often…” “Haha, no. Maybe we should” “I Love you” you say together.
I hate divination. It’s so pointless. I mean who would want to spoil their own or someone else’s future by practically telling them what happens. UGH! Half the stuff that people 'predict’ don’t even come true.
“What do you see Young Malfoy?”
“Huh?” Yes, well done me. You just proved to the whole class you excellent range of vocabulary.
Ok, so I left all my plans and wips at home before isolating at my parents, I’m an idiot. So in the meantime, until I can get those back in a couple of weeks if anyone would like to message me with a fic request I would be happy to oblige. Please, otherwise I’ll be bored.
Things I will write for:
-BBC Merlin -BBC Robin Hood
-BBC Sherlock
-Doctor Who -Harry Potter -Young Justice(DC in general tbh)
-Supernatural -Rise of the Guardians -Marvel
-OHSHC -Umbrella Academy -Fruits Basket
-Teen Wolf -Shadowhunters(Tv) -Naruto
-If anything you like is not here, feel free to ask if I write for it, I have so many Fandoms it’s hard to remember them all
Things I don’t write:
-Smut -Dub/Non-con
Side Note: I’m not just a female reader writer, I also write for male, trans and non-binary.
It has been a nearly a month since (Y/N) moved into 221B
baker street and he has barely left the flat. John has been making regular
visits to check in on him and make sure Sherlock is taking care of him
properly. Let’s face it, Sherlock can barely look after himself never mind
someone dealing with shock and grief. He even sometimes brings Rosamund with
him to offer some distraction from (Y/N). Which works to bring a smile to his
face….if only because Sherlock pouts at having to put his experiments away
after John claims them to be non-baby friendly. ‘How else are they supposed to
reach their cognitive developmental milestones John!’.
‘To Miss Popular, Roses are red Violets are blue I’ll take your enemy’s head And present it to you.
Meet me near the Black lake after midnight tonight. I need to confess something to you. From, Your Insane Admirer x’
Lucinda looks over (Y/N)’s shoulder to read what the note says. “Ugh! That’s creepy. Whoever sent it sooo wants to kill you.” She said looking genuinely worried. “I think it’s sweet.” (Y/N) smiled as she re-read the note, yep she was definitely meeting them. “I take it back. You’re perfect for each other, your both insane.” (Y/N) turned toward Lucinda and was met with an astonished expression. “What? It just means they would look out for me no matter the consequence.” “I’m seriously worrying for your mental health, do I need to check you into Saint Mungos?” (Y/N) started laughing at this all the while, Lucinda looking unimpressed. “Don’t be daft. Beside, if I don’t like them I can always let them down gently and forget the whole thing happened.” To this Lucinda genuinely looked appalled. “You’re not seriously thinking of meeting them, are you?” When no reply came but instead she was watching (Y/N) go about choosing an outfit, she replied “Of course you are, because you’re a nutter. You’ve proved that enough times out in the Quiddich field. Fine go. But if your not back by morning, I’m telling Professor Slughorn that you’re dead.” Lucinda only heard a laugh as response since (Y/N) had already entered the bathroom to shower. ________________________________________________________________
Black Lake (Midnight)
(Y/N) arrived at the Black Lake exactly at midnight, just like the note requested. However, there was no-one there. (Y/N) headed toward a big tree that stands tall next to the lake and sits down deciding to give whoever it is ten minutes before she leaves. It wasn’t all bad, waiting, because she has a nice view of the lake from this spot. She could even spot the giant squid just below the surface. As she watched the calm water sway in the faint breeze she could feel her eyelids getting heavier. It wasn’t long until (Y/N) was fast asleep. ________________________________________________________________
Black Lake (12:30)
As soon as (Y/N)’s secret admirer arrived, they were greeted by the beautiful view of (Y/N) fast asleep against a tree. As they neared, they noticed how peaceful she looked. They were in complete awe. They decided to let her sleep for a few more minutes since it was pretty late, and if they got extra time to observe her sleeping then what’s the harm, right? Eventually though, they had to wake her up. They gently reached over and shook her shoulder. (Y/N) groaned as her eyes fluttered open to spot the person in front of her. “Bella?” Bellatrix smiled in response. “Hey, glad you came.” (Y/N)’s eyes shoot wide open as she realises that Bellatrix sent the note.
“You’re Insane Admirer?” “Yeah. I’ve…I’ve been in love with you since we met in first year, of course I didn’t understand it was love then but I do now. I wasn’t really going to tell you but then my parents decided it was a good idea to arrange a marriage to Rudolphus Lestrange. I figured this was my last chance to get it off my chest before I regret not ever telling you.” (Y/N)’s eyes have been getting wider and wider during Bellatrix’s passionate speech but she couldn’t deny the happiness she feels that Bellatrix is telling her this. Finally, after many failed attempts at forming words (Y/N) gets those important words out. “I love you too Bella, don-mmph” Bellatrix cut (Y/N) off with a passionate kiss full of all the bottled up love that she had for her, (Y/N) returning the kiss once she snaps out of her shock. When they break apart, both pairs of lips are swollen and connected by a string of saliva. Once the string snaps Bellatrix begins to ramble.
“You have no idea how happy I am to hear you love me too. We are going to be so happy together trust me. I won’t let anyone hurt you because I will always protect you. I don’t mean to say that you can’t protect yourself but still. Oh! Wait…Oh no what about this marriage thing to Rudolphus, what am I going t-” (Y/N) gets even with Bellatrix by cutting her off with a kiss. “As much as I love your uncharacteristic rambling, I don’t want you dying of asphyxiation.” Bellatrix smiles in response, calmed down. “As I was trying to say before, don’t worry about it, we will figure out how to get you out of this marriage. Besides, if nothing else works we could always just kill him.” This inspires another passionate kiss from Bellatrix. “I love you.” “I love you too Bella.”
A/N:
So this is the prologue to my series Miss Popular. The next chapters will be the choice endings.
Endings; Bellatrix Lucius ???: Not Complete ???: Not Complete ???: Not Complete ???: Not Complete ???: Not Complete ???: Not Complete ???: Not Complete ???: Not Complete
Hogwarts. A name all magical folk are familiar with. But every generation of magical children that walk through those doors always leave with a different story. This story is set in the year 1975. During this time there was an individual, the most popular person to ever cross through those doors in a long time. This student was a Slytherin, which makes the amount of popularity quite surprising, but she was very charming and quite sweet. Though you wouldn’t want to get on her bad side, she is quite fierce when needed to be. This student is (Y/N) (Y/Last Name). This student is you.
(Y/N) woke up before her roommates as always and decided to take a quick shower before her best friend woke up. She entered the bathroom with a towel and spare clothes. After her shower she tried to find the clothes she put on a chair next to her shower but they weren’t there. She looked around the room until she felt breath hit the back of her neck. She froze. Her wand was with her clothes so that won’t help. Looking up at the mirror to catch a glimpse at who was behind her, she saw wild, curly black hair. “Bella! You scared the life out of me!” (Y/N) screamed as she spun and saw her best friend Bellatrix Black holding her clothes and wand trying so hard not to laugh. Failing miserably I might add. “Give me back my clothes!” “You should have seen your face, priceless.” “Only you would get off scaring me. Clothes. Now!” Bellatrix threw the clothes at (Y/N) before proceeding to take her own shower, cackling all the while. “Wasn’t that funny” (Y/N) mumbled with a small smile gracing her features.
As she heads back into the room she realises her and Bellatrix aren’t the only ones awake. “Hey Lucinda” “Oh hey (Y/N). You thought about my proposition?” “I have and the answer is still the same. I can’t rejoin the quidditch team this year, I have to focus on my studies. My parents hate the fact I joined quidditch in my second year so I made a deal, this year full study then I can rejoin next year.” “That’s a shame, your our best seeker. Definitely give that Potter a run for his money.” She says with a wink. “Haha, yeah. Sorry though Luce.” “Nah, it’s fine. You’ll have a spot next year though.” Lucinda Talkalot says as she heads to the door. “Thanks Luce and good luck in the match tomorrow. I will be in the stands cheering.” I say as she leaves the room. “I’ll be in the stands cheering” I hear a sickly sweet voice say mockingly behind me. “Ugh, could you be any further up her arse.” Bellatrix cackles as I turn round. “Shut up! I’ve got to make sure I keep my seeker position for next year!” “Yeah I know. Come on, lets go down and meet Cissa before we head to class.” Bellatrix says as she heads to the door leading down to the common room (Y/N) following close behind.
As Bellatrix and (Y/N) entered the common room, they spotted Narcissa Black already waiting for them on one of the couches. “About time you two showed up. I’ve been waiting for about an hour.” Narcissa complained the moment they reached her. “Not my fault, Bella stole my clothes.” (Y/N) explained. “The opportunity was too perfect to pass up.” Bellatrix stated, shrugging nonchalantly. “Oh Merlin, he’s doing it again.” Narcissa stated whilst looking over (Y/N) shoulder. “Whose doing what?” (Y/N) says as she turns around. What she sees is Lucius Malfoy staring right at her before looking away when he realised he had been caught. “He’s staring at you again (Y/N), jeez what a stalker!” Bellatrix stated irritably. “It’s nothing serious, come on. Let’s get to class before we are late. We have DADA and I don’t want to get detention with Filch again.” (Y/N) stated whilst glaring at Bellatrix. “What? I said sorry!” but Bellatrix went ignored as Narcissa and (Y/N) left, leaving her to run after them.
Fortunately, the three witches managed to make it to lesson on time. The only problem was, they noticed names paired up on the board and knew that they had assigned partners. Bellatrix and Narcissa were lucky enough to be paired together but (Y/N) wasn’t as lucky. (Y/N) was paired with Lucius Malfoy. Don’t get the wrong idea, (Y/N) was actually friends with Lucius but the staring was becoming teasing material for the Blacks. (Y/N) made her way over to her original seat whilst waiting for Lucius to join her. She didn’t have to wait long as he arrived moments later. “Hello Lucius.” “Hello (Y/N)” Lucius replied with a small smile. They couldn’t say more as at that moment, the teacher walked in. “Anyone who walks into my class from this moment on will have detention with Mr. Filch. As for the rest of you, if you are not with your assigned partners then I suggest you do so now. I have no time for dawdlers and slackers in my class. Now, we will be continuing on from our last lesson of the Patronus Charm but this time the practical instead of the theory. You will work in your pairs to-” The professor was interrupted by Sirius Black and James Potter bursting into the class looking quite out of breathe. “Ah, Mr. Black and Mr. Potter, so nice of you to join us. Class started five minutes ago, I don’t care for your excuses please just take your seats.”
James and Sirius looked at each other and took their seats as they were each others designated partner. They looked quite relieved when they were seated. “Oh and Potter, Black?” They looking at their teacher expectantly. “Detention with Mr. Filch after classes.” He said simply, wiping the relieved look of their faces. (Y/N) winced on their behalf of the detention. “Now as I was saying. You will work in your pairs to help each other learn how to cast the Patronus Charm. Do not be worried if you do not succeed in a fully corporeal version on your first try as that is to be expected. I will personally award 100 house points if someone does it first time. Now, start practising.”
At once the students turn to their partners ready to try to get those 100 house points. “So basically you have to think of your happiest memory, right?” (Y/N) asks Lucius. “That is correct.” He replied. “Well it can’t be that hard…I’ve got one. Let me try.” (Y/N) raises her wand, brings her happiest memory to the forefront of her mind. “Expecto Patronum.” A (F/Animal) bursts from the tip of her wand, though not lasting long as the shock of the animals appearance causes her to forget the memory. “My word. Well I didn’t expect that, 100 points to Slytherin Miss (L/N), well done.” Came the voice of her teacher behind her before he moves on. “That was very impressive.” Lucius tells her sounding astounded. “What did you think of, if you don’t mind me asking?” “Not at all, I thought of the first time I made my parents proud. I had never seen them so happy and in turn, that made me happy.” “I suppose I should try next.” Lucius thought long and hard about which memory he would use before finally deciding. “Expecto Patronum” A Python lunged from the wand and hissed at a couple of students before it too disappeared. “Another 100 points to Slytherin, well done Mr. Malfoy. Yes, quite impressive.” “Wow. For some reason I was expecting a ferret.” (Y/N) stared at the spot where the python had previously been. “Why?” Lucius replied incredulous. “Not sure. What were you thinking of. Only fair that I asked since you asked me.” “Ah yes, I was thinking of-” Lucius was cut off by the bell. “Tell me next time yeah?” (Y/N) says kindly before joining Bellatrix and Narcissa again for their next class. “I was thinking of the first time we spoke.” Lucius says to no one.
Horace Slughorn was not (Y/N)’s favourite professor. In fact, she hated him and found him both annoying and distracting. He keeps trying to ‘collect’ her because she was the heir to the most powerful and famous pureblood family…Who was good at potions. Thus being the reason he steers clear of Sirius and James. During this lesson (Y/N) had been paired up with Severus Snape, a relief to be with someone who knows what they are doing for once. “If he comes up to us to ask how the potion is going one more time, I might end up cursing him.” Snape murmurs to (Y/N). “Only if I don’t curse him first.” (Y/N) shares an amused smirk with Severus. “Honestly, who collects people. It’s weird and creepy.” “I’m glad he hasn’t come after me yet.” “That won’t last long, I heard he has started to notice how good at potions you are.” She replies empathetically. “Great and I thought Potter coming after me was bad enough.” “He still coming after you?” (Y/N) tone changed from amused to concern at that. She cares for Severus and doesn’t like it when her friends go after her other friends. “Nothing I can’t handle (Y/N). Pass me the jar of Billywig Stings.” The rest of the lesson continued uneventfully, if you don’t count the fact that (Y/N) and Severus did indeed hit Professor Slughorn with mild curses when he asked about their potion again, nothing too harmful. (Y/N) meets up with Narcissa and Bellatrix at the end of the class to tell them she is heading toward the library for her free period.
On the way to the library, (Y/N) bumps into the Marauders as they turn a corner. The boys immediately start apologising when they notice who was on the floor. Remus Lupin offers a hand to help her up. “Thanks. Where are you guys heading to in such a hurry?” “Nowhere!” Sirius says a little too quickly. “Ahuh….And you just expect me to believe that…” When the boys just stand there looking slightly guilty she realises that yes, they did expect her to just believe it. “Well I’m not stupid, so I’ll ask again. Where are you going and can I join?” At this the boys snap their heads to look at her and Sirius starts smirking. “See, told you we could trust her. She may be a snake, but she is also a prankster.” “You were the one that refused to tell me.” (Y/N) reminds with a smirk. James looks at me with a slight frown. “I don’t know guys, she won’t like it.” James murmurs to the others, (Y/N) only just catching it and her smirk morphs into a frown. “If this has anything to do with Severus, you can forget it!” “I told you she wouldn’t like it.” “Snivellus deserves everything he gets!” Sirius shouts at her. “Why? Because he’s a Slytherin? Well so am I, am I your next target?” “You know we would never harm you (Y/N)” Remus interjects. “So you admit your pranks are harmful.” She says sounding smug. “…” the boys keep quiet because they couldn’t argue with that. “Fine, we won’t prank Snivellus. But in return you have to help us pull of the biggest prank Hogwarts has ever seen.” James bargains with me. (Y/N) takes a while to think about it…Yeah she could get detention or suspended if caught but Severus wouldn’t be harmed. A snake always protects their own. “Fine. But not today, I’ve got to study.” The boys look disappointed but understand they won’t be able to persuade her otherwise. “Fine, see you tomorrow.” They say their goodbyes and head on there way. (Y/N) wishes the unsuspecting person they go after, luck.
As soon as (Y/N) enters the library, she spots a familiar red head. “Hey, Lily.” Said red head looks up from the book she was reading. “Oh, hey (Y/N). Care to join me?” (Y/N) smiles at the offer and takes the seat opposite her after grabbing the book she needs to study. (Y/N) looked closer at the book Lily was studying. “Monster book of Monsters? We haven’t needed that since third year, why are you reading that now and on-” (Y/N) peered at the page Lily was reading. “-Werewolves?” “Shh!” Lily covered (Y/N)’s mouth with her hands thus causing her to glare at Lily for the first time in years. Lily removed her hands after deeming it safe and not because she didn’t like the glare, nope not that. “Sorry. But you were speaking too loud.” “So whats so fascinating that you have decided to study werewolves?” Lily looks uncomfortable for a minute but then decides to talk anyway.
“If I tell you, you have to promise not to do anything…you know…Slytherin.” “That entire sentence was insulting.” (Y/N) deadpanned. “Sorry, I just meant don’t do anything rash.” “That is also insulting, I’m not a Gryffindor. However, I will promise to hear what you have to say before deciding the next course of action. Placated?” “Yes…ok. Well….IthinkRemusisawerewolf.” “…What? I didn’t catch that at all.” (Y/N) stated with slight amusement. “Try again…slowly.” “I think Remus is a werewolf.” (Y/N) stares blankly at Lily for a while before finally settling on “Is that all?” “Is that-? What do you mean is that all.” She whisper-shouts angrily. “I mean I already knew that, and James knew, and Sirius. Hell, even Peter knew.” “Why wasn’t I told then!”
“If it makes you feel better, we weren’t told either. We guessed. And he didn’t tell you for the same reason he didn’t tell us. Fear. Of our reaction and thus our future treatment of him.” (Y/N) stated calmly, hoping to save the boys from the red head’s infamous wrath. “Oh. But he shouldn’t fear that, we wouldn’t treat him any different.” “I don’t think I’m the one you should be saying that to.” (Y/N) said trying to steer her in the right direction. “Right. I’ve got to go find Remus. Thanks (Y/N).” Lily gathers her stuff in her bag then starts toward the exit, before she reaches it though she pauses and turns to her friend. “(Y/N)?” “Yes?” “Why do you talk to me? I mean your a pureblood Slytherin and I’m a muggleborn Gryffindor.” (Y/N) takes a moment to think carefully about her answer but when she does it is with so much determination and sincerity. “Because your special Lily.”
As (Y/N) left the library she could hear voices round the corner at the end of the corridor. The voices seem to be getting louder and louder. As she neared the corner the voices suddenly became clearer. “I don’t even get why the hat put you in Gryffindor, you’re the wimpiest person I have ever had the displeasure of meeting.” “You’re also bad at everything you try, you’ve blown up so many cauldrons this year I have lost count.” “And so much for Gryffindor loyalty, you’re so wimpy that even your precious house mates aren’t here to defend you. Aww boo hoo, is Longbottom going to cry. Hahaha.” (Y/N) had finally heard enough, she stepped round the corner and was greeted by three Ravenclaws crowding a Gryffindor into the wall. “Enough!” (Y/N) shouted catching the students attention. “I have never heard such arrogant, disdainful drivel from a Ravenclaw in all my life. I know understand why I was put in Slytherin instead of Ravenclaw as it seems they share a trait of becoming jealous of anyone who has the capability to be smarter than you, a trait I do not have. You should leave before the whole school learns that Ravenclaw is jealous of Mr. Longbottom for being better at Herbology than them.” Throughout the whole speech, the Ravenclaws were becoming more and more angry and Longbottom was becoming more awed. The Ravenclaws, knowing that trying to attack a Slytherin through word or spells and winning was futile, left looking thoroughly shamed.
(Y/N) turned towards the boy to see that he was staring right at her. “Um…Thanks. But I’m not sure whether to be glad or scared that a Slytherin defended me.” The boy says with a nervous laugh. “Do not worry. I have no intention of making this situation worse for you.” This received a calmer smile from the boy. The boy turned towards her and held out his hand. “Frank.” (Y/N) took the hand and gave it a firm shake. “(Y/N).” “Oh so you’re the 'hot’ Slytherin I’ve been hearing about from Sirius.” As if just realising what he said, Frank turned a bright shade of red. “Not that that’s what we call you now. I mean it’s not that I don’t think your hot… I mean, I’m not trying to come on to you or anything, It’s just…And now you’re laughing at me.” It was true, half way through Frank’s stuttering, (Y/N) had indeed started to giggle. “Sorry, It’s just, you’re so shy that it’s cute.” “I’m not cute!” Frank shouted, appalled at the very idea of losing his pride as a man. “It’s not a bad thing, I meant no shame to your pride. Where are you heading to now Frank?” “Um…what?” Frank looked completely lost at the sudden topic change. “Class Frank. Where are you heading?” “Oh, haha. Potions, you?” “Herbology, I suppose this is where we part then. It was a pleasure meeting you Frank.” (Y/N) says as she heads outside towards the greenhouses. “Uh, you too (Y/N).”
(Y/N) hated the transition between winter and spring. The snow had melted but the Ice was still about and now it was more dangerous. In her hurry toward the greenhouses though, she had forgotten this entirely and thus caught the edge of an ice patch and she braced for the hard impact of he ground. Only, It didn’t come. Instead she felt the impact of a hard chest. “Are you alright (Y/N)?” a familiar voice asked. “Regulus?” (Y/N) opened her eyes and did indeed notice Regulus steadying her. “Who else saves you from that awful ice. We really need to stop meeting like this.” “This isn’t funny Reg, I swear the ice is someone’s evil invention.” (Y/N) said with such conviction that it caused Regulus to burst out laughing. It wasn’t long until (Y/N) joined him.
“Heading to Herbology Reg?” “Of course, mind if I accompany you? Can’t have you falling on anymore ice now can we?” (Y/N) bumped his shoulder with her own. “Shut up.” They continued on their way to the greenhouses but a cold breeze crossed their paths and (Y/N) started shivering. “Cold?” “Yeah, not everyone remembers their coat Reg!” She didn’t mean to snap, she was just so cold. But…then again, she wasn’t. Wait what? (Y/N) looked down to see that a coat had been draped over her shoulders. She looked over at Regulus and there he was, minus one coat. “Reg?” “You were cold.” He said with a shrug as if that answered everything. (Y/N) was going to argue more but the coat was so warm so instead she kept quiet and snuggled further into the coat. As they reached the greenhouses, it was considerably warmer inside, (Y/N) gave the coat back. “Thanks Reg.” then she kissed his cheek and entered the greenhouse.
Herbology wasn’t (Y/N)’s favourite lesson so the detail are blurry at best. She met up with Narcissa and Bellatrix at the end of the lesson and together they headed back to the common room. They started on the assignments that were due the next day, or rather Narcissa and (Y/N) did whilst Bellatrix messed around and tried to distract them. Eventually they gave up and decided to talk about their day and what they were going to do for Hogsmeade weekend. (Y/N) soon realised the time and decided to head to bed. “It’s getting late guys, I’m heading up. Bella?” “I’m going to stay and talk to Cissa for a bit, head up without me.” “Sure. Night Cissa, night Bella.” “Night!” They both shouted behind her.
As soon as (Y/N) entered she went about her nightly routine, which was a lot easier to do without Bellatrix around. She changed into pyjamas and headed to bed. However, once she reached her bed, she noticed something on her pillow. A note with her name on it and a (Fave/Flower). She picked up the (F/F) and inhaled the beautiful scent. She then picked up the note and opened it. The note said…
‘Dearest (Nickname), This may crazy but bare with us for a moment. This note is from the future…No, really. You see, we invent products for a living and one happened to go wrong. It gets sent back in time to bring you to us from a different time from which we send this letter. Time travel is complicated and I wouldn’t try to think to hard on it. We just thought it would be a good idea to warn you…also the product was a (Fave/Flower).
Love Gred and Forge x’
Before (Y/N) even realises what is happening, the flower in her hand activated and she feel like she is spinning out of control. She finally lands and tries to gather her bearings and notices she is in a field with the weirdest looking house she has ever seen. The (H/C) haired girl stands there wondering if she should knock on for help or something when the decision was made for her. The door opens up to reveal two almost identical twins with the bright red hair that actually looked really good. They looked toward the flower she was holding and quickly realised it was their product so they bring her inside so they could see if she was alright.
Once inside she is greeted with the sight of more red heads, five more to be exact. “Hello dear. Fred, George who is this?” The elder woman asked. “We don’t know. We found her outside but mum, she is holding our product we don’t know if anything has happened to her.” Fred or George said. “Oh dear, why don’t you sit on the couch whilst I check you over and you can tell us who you are, ok?” The mother asks with a kind smile. I smile back and agree, sitting on the couch. The mother brings her wand out and runs a few spells and reveals that I am fine if a little spooked. “So who are you dear? Oh! Where are my manners, haven’t even introduced myself first. My name is Molly Weasley. This is my husband Arthur, my third son Percy, my twins Fred and George, my youngest son Ronald and my only daughter Ginny. I have two older sons as well, William and Charlie but they are currently out of the country. So who are you dear?”
The mysterious girl tries to wrap her head around who everyone is before answering. “It’s nice to meet you Mrs. Weasley. My name is (Y/N) (S/N). The 'product’ that your twins made has done more than spook me I’m afraid. It has taken me to another time period as I am from the past.” 'If the letter is to be believed anyway’ (Y/N) thinks to herself. The family obviously doesn’t believe her. “I’m being honest, I used to be a student at Hogwarts in 1977. It was my last year.”
I noticed Mrs. Weasley head toward her fireplace, throw some floo powder inside and call 'Professor Dumbledore’s Office.’ After a quiet discussion, Mrs. Weasley comes back out from the fireplace and informs us that Professor Dumbledore has confirmed my story stating that I mysteriously disappeared in my last year of Hogwarts after receiving a (F/F). Feeling guilty since the twins indirectly caused this, the family offer for (Y/N) to stay with them until Dumbledore can return her home. “I wouldn’t want to impose.” “Nonsense. We would love to have you here, you wouldn’t be imposing at all.” “If you’re sure.” “We are.” ________________________________________________________________
(Y/N) spent most of her time at the Burrow, she later learned was the name of the house, with the twins. She had helped them with so many pranks and even improved the ideas that they came up with. “How do you know so much about pranks? I mean it’s like you’re a-” “-Genius, Empress, Goddess.” “Yeah, what George said.” This caused (Y/N) to burst out laughing as she had never been called those before. “What do you expect from a Marauder, jeez.” (Y/N) stopped laughing when she noticed the twins gobsmacked expression.“…What?” “You were a Marauder?” they both asked. “Hey! Still am.” “Are you kidding, those guys are our idols.” “Haha, stick with me kids. I’ll teach you everything you will ever need to know.” ________________________________________________________________
It had been months since (Y/N) had first shown up at the Burrow, almost a year. In the beginning she was looking forward to the moment she could go home but now there was one problem with that. She was in love. Even worse is that she was in love with both the twins. She knows that she is being selfish and probably would have to choose if she had a chance with them but she knew she couldn’t. She wouldn’t ever tell them, if she couldn’t choose then it would just cause heartbreak. She had only just started to come to terms with this when Dumbledore showed up.
Dumbledore arrived at the Burrow early one morning. After being invited in and waiting for everyone to finish their breakfasts, he informs (Y/N) that he has found a way for her to go back. He tells her that she can leave any time she wants. (Y/N) thinks hard about her decision. 'I don’t want to go. However, if I stay…I will hurt the twins. Unacceptable, I have to go.’ “Can I leave as soon as possible?” “Of course, I will allow you to say your goodbyes and to collect your belongings.” “Thank you.” (Y/n) heads upstairs to collect her things unaware of the hurt expressions on the twins faces.
Fred and George follow her upstairs deciding that if they were ever going to confess, it had to be now. “(N/N) don’t leave us.” “Please, (N/N).” “I have to go, I’m sorry guys.” “But we love you!” The twins shout in desperation. “What?” (Y/N) had completely frozen at the unexpected remark. “We love you.” They respond much more calmly. “We are IN love with you. For a while now-” “-But if you don’t feel that way then we can let you go-” “-It will hurt us but we will do it for your happine-” George was cut off by (Y/N)’s lips. When they separated her lips then attached to Fred’s. “You idiots. You are my happiness, I was worried I would have to end up choosing and it was breaking my heart.” “So…You’ll stay-” “With us?” “Yes.” ________________________________________________________________
Many Years Later
(Y/N) hobbles into the study, which is to far from the living room and bedroom in her hormone annoyed brain, to see Fred and George use magic to vanish a letter. “What are you two doing?” Her question causes the twins to jump and turn toward her. “(N/N) you shouldn’t be up, the Healer said you have to rest. Our little ones will be here soon after all.” “I’m pregnant Fred not an invalid…and don’t change the subject. What were you doing?” “Oh…We were just giving you a warning dearest (N/N)” George responds with a massive grin.
