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Jily prompt: Lily tries to get James to confess the truth about a prank by giving him Veritiserum. He ends up spilling all his feelings for her (maybe some embarrassing stuff).

Thanks for the prompt, Nonny, I hope you like it!

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Lily was fuming.  She knew the Marauders were behind the prank, but she knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that James Potter was the one who orchestrated it. She didn’t have any proof to get him in trouble, but she would.

Lily put her plan into motion during Potions class that same day.  She knew she was one of Professor Slughorn’s favorites so talking him into letting her access his private stores for special ingredients for the potion she was working on for extra credit was easy.  She quickly got the ingredients she had said she needed and discreetly slipped a tiny phial of Veritaserum into her robes with no one the wiser.  

Sometimes it paid to be the teacher’s pet.

She was finally able to put her plan into action that Saturday evening after Gryffindor won the Quidditch match against Ravenclaw.  The party in the common room was in full swing, everyone in high spirits because of the victory and Lily left her friends with the excuse of getting another drink.

She grabbed two bottles of butterbeer and discreetly opened one, pouring in a generous amount of the Veritaserum.  She resealed it with her wand, being careful to remember which bottle she held before taking a deep breath and approaching the corner where the Marauders sat holding court.

Sirius and Remus were sitting together on an armchair, Sirius’ arm draped over Remus’ shoulder as they sipped tumblers of Firewhiskey.  James was talking to some of his quidditch teammates, Peter next to him flirting with a pretty Hufflepuff girl she didn’t know.  

She approached the group and James immediately turned to her, a grin lighting up his face as he realized she was walking towards him.  Oh Potter, you just wait, she thought.

“Evans! Enjoying the party?” James asked, his hand automatically going up to run through his hair.

Lily forced a broad smile. “I am.  Actually I came to congratulate you on a good game.  I don’t think we could have won without that save you made.”

James stared at her, slack-jawed, for a moment before Sirius’ voice broke in.

“Prongs, close your trap before a bug flies in!”  Sirius called, earning him a smack on the arm from his boyfriend. “Evans, are you drunk?”

Lily rolled her eyes. “No, Black, I’m not.  I can compliment someone on a game well-played, can’t I?”

She ignored Sirius and turned back to James, handing him the bottle of butterbeer.  “Here, you’ve earned it.”

James took the proffered bottle slowly, a shy smile gracing his face. “Um, thanks…Lily.  This is really nice of you.”

Lily felt guilt well up and quickly pushed it down. She wanted to know if he was responsible for the prank and this was the only way she would have proof.  She watched James open the bottle and take a swig, his eyes still alight at her presence.

She took a sip of her own butterbeer, hoping the truth serum would work quickly as she saw James drink some more.  This was it.

“So, Potter, have you and your friends been playing any pranks lately?” She asked sweetly.

“Nah, last one we did was the week before.”  James replied quickly, a bit taken aback at his answer. He took another drink, his brow furrowed as if wondering why he’d answered honestly.

“Oh, which prank was that?” Lily asked, an innocent smile on her face.

“We hexed all the couches in the common room to bounce everyone off.” James smiled, then shook his head. “Wait, what?”

“Prongs, what are you doing?” Sirius cried.

He looked at Sirius, utter confusion written all over his face. “I don’t know!”

“So it was you!” Lily exclaimed. “ I knew it!  You made me practically fly off that couch and fall face-first onto the floor, showing everyone my knickers!

James was red-faced, apologizing profusely. “I’m sorry, Lily, I didn’t mean for that to happen!”

“You bloody well knew what you were doing when you came up with the idea to hex the couches!”

“It wasn’t me, I swear, it was Moony’s idea!”

Lily stopped, turning to look at Remus who was still sitting next to Sirius, but shaking his head sadly.  “It was you, Remus?”

Before Remus could answer, James piped in. “Oh yeah, Remus is the mastermind behind most of our pranks. Everyone thinks he’s so quiet and rule-abiding because he’s a prefect, but I swear he’s probably the most devious of all of us!”

Remus stood up, pushing his laughing boyfriend back to the armchair and calmly approached Lily and James.  He took the bottle of butterbeer James had just taken another swig from and held it out to Lily. “Care to explain?” He asked her with a smirk.

Lily sputtered. “I have no idea what you’re insinuating, Remus.”

Remus turned to James who was still trying to get the bottle back. “Prongs, I wouldn’t drink anything else Lily gives you.  She spiked this bottle with Veritaserum.”

James looked indignant. “That’s impossible!  My sweet Lily-flower would never do something that underhanded!”

Lily stomped her foot. “I am not your sweet anything, Potter!”

James smiled softly. “I know you’re not now, but I’m not giving up.  I know one day you’re going to see that what I feel for you is real and that no one is going to love you the way that I do.”

Lily stared at him, completely amazed. “What?  Potter, that’s ridiculous!  You don’t love me, you don’t know me well enough!”

James gave her an incredulous look. “We’ve lived in the same tower for six years, Lily.  I know enough.”

“That’s impossible.”

James came closer. “I know you take your tea with lemon in the mornings, but with sugar in the afternoons.  I know you’re incredibly smart, but you try so much harder than you need to because you want to prove the bigots wrong about Muggleborns being inferior.  I know you smile whenever you get an owl from your parents, but the fact that your sister never writes you back makes you sad. You wear an extra jumper outside in the winter even under your cloak because you get cold easily and you don’t like to rely on warming charms.  I know that you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen and it has nothing to do with your beautiful face.”

Lily was floored. “Wh-what? I…Potter - I don’t know what to say.”

Remus broke in. “You gave him the truth serum to get the truth, Lily. Now you have it.” Remus winked at her before going back to sit next to his gob-smacked boyfriend.

“Listen, Lily, “James said softly. “You don’t have to say anything.  I know you think I’m a tosser or your favorite, a toerag. But one day… one day you’ll change your mind.”

Lily met his hazel gaze, so earnest behind his glasses, and she felt her stomach twist in knots. “I - I’m sorry I gave you the Veritaserum…James.”

James grinned. “It’s alright.  Sometimes we just need to know the truth.”

He turned back to his friends and Lily stood there for a moment staring at his profile before walking away with a lot on her mind.

I'm really just a slut for Sirius spending his winter/summer holiday in Wales at Remus' house, and since they're banned from using magic they have to come up with other ways to pass the time. (Or if you wanna make it sexier... have them trying to keep quiet at night without a silencing spell after remus' parents have gone to bed lmao.)

Thanks for prompt, Nonny!  I love this trope.

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Remus stared at the ceiling above his bed and sighed.  He knew there was no way he was going to go to sleep anytime soon with Sirius sleeping just across the hall.  

He knew bringing his boyfriend home for the winter holidays was going to be stressful, but he really wanted his parents to get to know Sirius as more than just his best mate. They had been amazing and incredibly accepting so far, but asking them to let their only son and his boyfriend share a bed was probably pushing it too far.

Just as he closed his eyes and resigned himself to try to get some sleep he heard his door creak quietly open.  He propped himself up on his elbows and saw Sirius slip silently inside his room, shutting the door quietly behind him.  

“What are you doing, Padfoot?”  Remus whispered.

Sirius jumped, startled, almost knocking over the lamp on his desk. He tiptoed over to Remus’ bed and slid in beside him.

“What does it look like I’m doing?” Sirius grinned, his voice low.

Remus rolled his eyes. “If my parents catch you in here they’re going to skin us both alive.”

Sirius rolled onto his side, his head propped on one hand and wrapped the other arm around Remus’ torso. “We’re not doing anything, I just missed you.  I’m too used to sleeping next to you.”

Remus couldn’t hold back his grin. “Yeah, I couldn’t sleep either.”

“It’s been so great being here with you, Moony.  Your parents are bloody wonderful.”  Sirius said softly.  “They’ve been so nice to me, even knowing I’m shagging their son!”

Remus hid his head in Sirius’ chest, trying to contain his laughter. “They don’t know we’re shagging, Pads!”

Sirius kissed the side of his head and grinned, waggling his eyebrows when Remus met his eyes. “They’ve seen how devastatingly handsome I am.  They have to know you can’t keep your hands off me.”

Remus smacked his chest lightly. “Need I remind you who crawled into whose room and with your ego so big it’s a miracle it fit through the door.”

Sirius smirked. “That’s not the only thing that’s big.”

Remus rolled his eyes. “Oh Merlin…what do I have to do to shut your mouth?  My parents are going to hear us and they’re not going to be nice to you if they find you in my bed.”

Sirius leaned forward and captured Remus’ lips in a soft kiss, pulling back slightly after a few moments. “Well then, I guess we’re going to have to be really quiet.”

Sirius dove under the covers, pulling Remus’ pajama bottoms down past his hips.  

“Sirius!”

Sirius looked up, a wicked grin on his face. “Shh, Moony.  You have to be quiet.”  He winked and as his dark head moved lower Remus’ head hit his pillow.  

Remus bit his fist, stifling the moan that threatened to escape. Payback was going to be a bitch, he thought.

Hello For the prompt: drarry where draco and Harry are Auror partners and they like each other secretly. But some new worker starts flirting with malfoy and since he cannot do anything about his crush he starts liking this flirtatious behaviour and Harry gets jealous. I don’t know if this will help and you can change anything accordingly. Hope you get out of your writer’s block. Sorry for being so specific.

Thanks for the great prompt and I love when it’s this specific because it does help. I’ve gotten a flood of requests and it is definitely helping with the writer’s block, so thank you!

“Hello, Malfoy. Do you have those reports on the Fielding case ready by any chance?”

Draco looked up from the files he was reviewing to see the newest MLE liason leaning against the doorway of his office, a roguish grin on his tanned face. 

Draco opened one of his desk drawers and puled out the appropriate file, smiling as he handed it to the younger man. “Here you go, Gibbs.  Finished it just this morning.”

“That’s one of the things I like about you, Malfoy. Always on top of things.” Gibbs let his fingers brush against Draco’s as he took the proffered file, winking before sauntering back out of the office. 

Draco chuckled and had just turned back to his work when an explosive sigh sounded next to him. 

“Problem, Potter?”

Harry glared at Draco from his adjoining desk. “Gibbs is a bit of a tosser, don’t you think?”

Draco leaned back, a smile playing on his lips as he watched Harry’s eyes narrow behind his glasses. “How so?”

“Well, for one thing, why is he always asking you for everything?  We’re partners so we work together on every case, but it’s always you he goes to.  I might as well not even be here!”

“Jealousy doesn’t become you, Harry.” Draco drawled.

Harry sputtered. “J-jealousy? What are you on about?”

Draco didn’t answer, just grinned at Harry’s discomfiture.

“Listen, Draco, I just think if Gibbs needs work from our cases he needs to be taking account we’re partners and not just come in here to flirt with you.”

“So it bothers you he flirts with me?”

“Yes - no, I mean no!” Draco’s grin grew as the flush on Harry’s cheeks deepened. “I mean, yeah, it’s unprofessional for him to flirt with you all the time, but I’m - I’m just talking about work here.”

“He is quite fit though.”

Harry scoffed. “I didn’t know you had a thing for toddlers.”

“He’s only a few years younger than us, Harry, I hardly think that makes him a minor.” Draco was thoroughly enjoying watching Harry get more flustered.

“I guess he’s fit, if you like that twitchy, weedy type.”

“I happen to enjoy the flirting. It’s nice to know that someone’s interested.” Draco smirked, meeting Harry’s gaze with a raised brow. “It’s not as if I’ve had any…better offers as of late.”

Harry just stared at him, obviously recognizing the challenge Draco had posed.  He opened his mouth to say something, but a knock on their open office door forced them to look away from each other. 

Gibbs stood in their doorway again, a sheaf of papers in his hands, a sly smile quirking his lips. “Sorry to interrupt gentlemen, but I just had to see if you wanted to grab some lunch, Malfoy.  What do you say?”

Harry stood up abruptly, his chair almost falling to the floor in his haste. “No! I mean, no, he can’t. Draco already has plans.  He’s having lunch with me.” Harry turned to Draco. “Aren’t you?”

Draco was thunderstruck.  He didn’t answer for a moment, the heat pooling low in his belly at the fierce, possessive glare in Harry’s eyes leaving him speechless. 

He finally found his voice, a slow smile spreading across his aristocratic features as he looked at Harry. “Sorry, Gibbs.  It seems I have a better offer.”

Hi friend! Hope you are having a wonderful day ☀️ could I request a New Year’s Eve wolfstar, 7th year, either they stay at Hogwarts or are all at James’ house for the holidays? Thank you bunches!!

Well I’m a little late for New Year’s but I’ll go with I like to prolong the holidays rather than I’m completely overwhelmed with projects.  lol  Thanks for the drabble request, love, I hope you enjoy it.  💚

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Remus watched his friends’ antics with a soft smile on his face.  He still couldn’t believe they had all elected to stay at Hogwarts with him for the holidays when they could have gone home to their families.

The full moon fell on Christmas Day this, their last year at Hogwarts, and his parents had thought it best if he stayed under the care of Madame Pomfrey for the full.  He couldn’t blame them really; he knew that sometimes his injuries were more devastating emotionally to them than they were physically to him.  As much as he hated it, he was used to the broken bones, cuts, and general pain of his transformations by this point.

What he still wasn’t used to was the love and unwavering friendship his mates always readily gave.

“What are you doing over here all by yourself, Moony?” Sirius asked as he plopped himself down on the arm of Remus’ chair. “Join the fun!”

Remus grinned at Sirius’ exuberance, his traitorous heart beating faster at his nearness. “I’m having fun just watching you mangy mongrels.”

“I heard that!” James called from his position next to the Muggle record player they had charmed to play Sirius’ records. “I’m not mangy, that’s all Padfoot!”

“Oi!  I’m not mangy, you git!” Sirius slid down to Remus’ lap and turned up to face him with a pout and puppy dog eyes. “Tell Prongs I’m not mangy, Moony!”

Remus forced a laugh, ignoring the burning of his cheeks with Sirius so intimately close. He pushed Sirius off him and onto the floor. “You’re all ridiculous is what you are!”

Sirius kicked at Remus’ legs and stood up.  “You’re entirely too sober is what you are, Remus.  Come have a drink with us, it’s almost midnight!”

Remus let Sirius pull him over to the makeshift bar Peter had erected where the few other students who had elected to stay behind for the holidays were doing shots of firewhisky to celebrate the coming new year.  

Sirius called James and Peter over and poured each of them a shot.  He held his up once everyone had theirs in hand. “To us!  May the new year be the best the Marauders have ever had!”

Sirius’ toast was echoed and they all downed their shots, Sirius refilling their glasses immediately and downing another quickly.

Remus winced as the liquor burned down his throat, but enjoyed the second shot even more than the first. He laughed as Sirius jumped up and down when another song came on and he pulled Lily into the middle of the common room floor to dance.

James stood next to Remus, smiling and watching his girlfriend and best mate dance, arms flailing and being generally silly, to a Bowie song. He saw Remus eyeing them, a wry smile on his lips, and nudged Remus’ shoulder. “You could do worse, you know.”

Remus sputtered, the sip of firewhisky he’d been taking ending up spit all over James’ jumper, much to James’ amusement. “I’m sorry – What?”

James chuckled, using his wand to clean up his jumper. “Don’t play dumb, Moony. I know you fancy Sirius and don’t bother trying to deny it.”

Remus was mortified, his stomach churning with more than just the alcohol he had drank. “James! I, I d-don’t know what you’re talking about!”

James glared at him over the top of his glasses.

Remus sighed. “Yeah, okay.” He ran his hands through his hair in frustration. “I didn’t think it was obvious. Fuck. Just don’t tell anyone, alright?  I know I don’t stand a chance, so just keep it to yourself.  Please.”

James looked him square in the eye. “Remus, I’m only saying this because I’m tired of seeing you two dance around each other.  I had promised I wouldn’t get involved, but honestly, it’s a bit pathetic how blind you two wankers are.” He saw Remus look confused so he went on. “I’m going to spell it out for you.  You’re into Sirius, Sirius is into you.  Got it?”

Remus stood there, gaping at James. “You– You’re wrong, there’s no way, Sirius couldn’t…”

James shook his head, rolling his eyes. “Who knows Padfoot better than I do? Just trust me, alright?”

Remus still didn’t believe him, but nodded because he did trust James, but he wasn’t sure he could trust this.  

“I’m going to go dance with my girlfriend.  Just…I don’t know, do something before I have to listen to that lovesick fool whinge more, alright?” James winked at Remus and headed over to where Lily and Sirius were still dancing.

Remus watched as James cut in and a laughing Lily twined her arms around her boyfriend’s neck.  Sirius immediately came trotting over to where Remus stood.

“I’ve lost my dance partner, Moony, come save me!” Sirius whinged, grabbing Remus’ hand.

Remus took a deep breath and gulped down what was left of his drink for liquid courage. “Fuck it. Let’s dance, Pads.”

Remus grinned at the shocked expression on Sirius’ face as he pulled him back to where Lily, James and a few others were dancing to the music.  

Just as Remus and a still dazed Sirius were starting to dance to the pounding beat the record changed and a much slower song came on.  They stared at each other awkwardly as the couples around them became wrapped around each other.

‘Well, in for a knut..’ Remus thought.

Remus held out his hand to Sirius. “I thought you wanted to dance, Sirius?”

Sirius’ jaw dropped, but he didn’t hesitate in grasping Remus’ hand and pulling the other boy close, his other arm wrapping around Remus’ waist. Remus pulled their joined hands to rest between their chests, hardly believing his own daring as his free hand came to rest on the small of Sirius’ back.

They had barely started to sway to the slow song when Peter’s voice called out. “It’s almost midnight everyone!”

“Are you drunk, Moony?” Sirius questioned softly into Remus’ ear.

“10!”

Remus chuckled. “No.”

“9!”

Sirius rested his cheek against his and Remus could swear he could feel both their hearts pounding in unison against his chest.

“8!

Sirius pulled back to look into Remus’ eyes, his own questioning.

“7!”

“Do you – do you fancy me, Remus?”

“6!”

Remus held his breath, scared beyond reasoning of answering, but for once he looked beyond his own insecurities and saw the hope and vulnerability in Sirius’ eyes.  He could see that his answer truly mattered.

“5!”

“Yeah, Sirius. I do.”

“4!”

Sirius’ slow smile ignited the butterflies in Remus’ stomach.

“3!”

“I fancy you too, Moony. A lot.”

“2!”

Sirius inched closer, his hand coming up to rest on Remus’ cheek before he closed the distance between them and their lips met hesitantly.

“1!”

Neither heard the last of the countdown or the resulting New Year’s cheers as they became lost in their embrace.  Remus raised his hand to thread through Sirius’ dark hair as he deepened the kiss, swallowing the soft moan that escaped Sirius as their bodies pressed together.

Finally breaking apart for much-needed air, Remus rested his forehead against Sirius’. “Happy New Year’s, Padfoot.”

Sirius pulled back slightly to gaze into Remus’ eyes with a smirk. “I think my toast came true.  This is going to be the best year yet.”

Remus grinned before capturing Sirius’ mouth once more.

Hello, new wolfstar shipper here! Would love to read how their relationship starts, from Sirius' perspective, first kiss sappiness, all that. Thank you! ❤️🐺🌟

Welcome to the sheer madness and delight that is Wolfstar @restlessandordinary!  I hope you enjoy this little drabble. ;-)

Sirius tried to control it.  He truly did.  He knew he was impulsive and reckless, but with this?  No, he knew he couldn’t just act on it the way he so desperately wanted to.  

He could pinpoint the exact moment he knew without a doubt he was arse over head for Moony, but if he was honest with himself he knew it had been much longer.  If he truly thought about it those feelings for Remus had always been there.  James was practically his brother in all the ways that counted almost from the moment they met.  Sirius was close to Peter and would do anything for his goofy friend.  But Remus?  There had always been more to their friendship, something other.  

He was the first one to vow to Remus that his furry little problem didn’t matter.  He was the one who came up with the idea to become Animagi to help their friend.  Sirius was always there before and after the full moon with tea, chocolate, and jokes to help Moony in any small way he could. He always felt protective over Remus in a way he didn’t with even Wormtail who probably needed protecting far more than Remus ever did.  

He had gone looking for Remus in the library one afternoon because he was bored and a bored Sirius Black was always a dangerous thing.  He knew Remus would be in the library revising for something or other so he sought him out, finding him in his favorite back corner, books splayed out across the table before him, lost in thought as he concentrated on an ancient tome.  

Sirius stopped in his tracks just a few feet away and watched as the sunlight drifting in through the window cast a fiery light over Remus’ tawny curls, the golden glow making his pale skin seem iridescent, highlighting the silvery scar across his cheek. He watched as Remus flipped a page, his quill between his plump pink lips, brow furrowed in concentration, and Sirius felt like he’d been punched in the gut. 

’Beautiful’.  The word ran through Sirius’ mind and he either said it out loud or Remus must have sensed him, but in his dazed state he didn’t know which.  He felt his insides flip and twist as Remus looked up, the werewolf’s eyes lighting up at the sight of him, and it took every ounce of control he possessed to force a smile and say “Wotcher, Moony” as if his whole world hadn’t been turned upside down and inside out by the mere sight of his friend.

It had been several months since that gut-wrenching realization and Sirius felt  constantly on edge.  Now that he knew with certainty that he fancied his mate every interaction or gesture was analyzed and scrutinized over and over in his mind.  Every brush of a hand passing toast, a lingering smile after a prank well executed, a bump of a shoulder as they walked to class, was fodder for Sirius’ imagination.  It drove him to even more distraction than usual during class and he replayed every innocent moment behind drawn curtains as he stroked himself to completion every night.

He had tried to restrain himself, to not let the others know of his feelings, especially Remus, but this was too much.  How could he be expected to control himself when Remus emerged from the showers, only a towel slung low on his hips, droplets of water clinging to that creamy skin? 

Remus stopped a foot away from him, a shy smile on his face as he toweled his hair dry. “Pads, have you seen my green jumper? I could have sworn it was in my trunk, but I couldn’t find it.”

Sirius swallowed hard, his mouth dry, watching the muscles on Remus’ chest move as he dried his hair.  He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out, his fingers digging into his own thighs to prevent himself from reaching out.  

Sirius saw the confusion on Remus’ face and he wanted to answer, he truly did, but all he could do was stare at the drop of water that ran from Moony’s collarbone down his pale chest only to get lost in the soft trail of hair running from his navel, disappearing below the towel. Sirius licked his lips, fighting the urge to lick his way down the same trail the lucky blasted water had. 

“Pads? Sirius? Are you alright?”

Sirius took one look at the concern in those shining green eyes and his resolve crumbled.  “Fuck it.”

He grabbed a shocked Remus by his arms and crashed their mouths together, practically sighing in relief at the contact. 

Sirius bit at the plump lower lip, licking the seam of Remus’ mouth, begging entrance. When Remus parted his lips and stroked his tongue against Sirius’, the butterflies in his stomach did cartwheels as he realized Remus was kissing him back.  

After a few dizzying moments that could have been mere minutes or an hour, Sirius pulled back panting, resting his forehead against Remus’. 

“I’m sorry Moony, I…I just..”

Remus silenced him with another kiss, wrapping his arms around Sirius’ waist to pull him closer.  “Took you long enough.” He breathed against Sirius’ ear, nipping and sucking his way along the stubbled jaw back to Sirius’ lips.

The words finally registered in Sirius’ dazed mind and he pulled back to stare at Remus. “You knew?”

Remus grinned and in that moment it was never more evident why he was one of the mischievous Marauders. “You’re not exactly subtle, Sirius.  I’ve been waiting for you to make a move. I thought maybe being half naked would move things along a bit.”