Harry Potter One shots

Marauder's Era: Sirius Black x reader [Part 2]

Part 2 was requested, so here you go!

Remus nudged my arm, nodding over to Sirius, who was fussing over his godson. 

"How does it feel being back in his life?" I shrugged with a smile, leaning back in the sofa. "I mean, it has been almost ten months." I nodded in agreement. 

"It feels pretty great, I remember everything now, how I've met all of you before, especially Lily..." Remus straightened up at my words and I noticed, laughing quietly. "Severus knew her when we were kids, which meant I'd see her quite a bit too...which reminds me..." I quietened my voice and leaned closer to Remus. "You know that thing I told Sirius a while ago?"

"About the Potters?" I nodded, and he did in return. 

"Voldemort is only targeting them because of this prophecy Severus heard from a seer in Hogsmede." Remus stared at me, tilting his head in surprise. 

"Severus...is the reason they're being targeted?" I nodded. "But he doesn't know the address, how is Voldemort going to find them?" I held up a hand to speak. 

"I've thought about that, and I know Sirius and Peter are the only two people to actually know the address." Remus nodded. "Well, aside from Lily and James." He nodded again.  "When I saw you guys I recognised Peter, I wasn't sure why, until I saw him rubbing his arm and flinching." Remus stared at me, hoping that this wasn't sign where he thought it would. "He has the dark mark, like my brother, which is why he was flinching, because it was moving, which also means the mark is new." Remus slowly nodded, trying to wrap his head around this. "Anyway, if Peter knows the address, and works for Voldemort, and Severus has pinned a bounty on the Potters, Peter's going to give up the address's which means we have to move them and not tell Peter, we have to make Sirius the only secret keeper." Remus slowly nodded as James walked into the room. 

"Way ahead of you there, (Y/n)." I looked up from Remus on the sofa to James in the doorway. "We've already moved." I stared at him. "After you told Padfoot, he told me about Peter. We moved out the very same week." He offered me a grateful smile as we all sat in the sitting room of the apartment Sirius and I recently moved into. "Thank you." I returned his smile as Sirius came over to me with baby Harry. After everything had come back to me, Sirius and I agreed that we should try actually dating. So here he was, knelt in front of me on the sofa with a baby in his arms. 

"He's the sweetest little thing, come on, love, hold him." I immediately looked to the father, James Potter, who nodded encouragingly. I slowly nodded as Sirius settled the child into my arms. He wasn't a baby baby, but he wasn't a toddler either, around a year old. A soft smile crossed my lips as Harry stared up at me, making a funny noise as he laughed. 

"I just thought of something. If you're Severus' sister, how come you didn't come to Hogwarts?" James questioned form the door as Lily slipped by passed him. 

"She's non-magical-"

"Lily, just say I'm a squib, it's so much easier." I smiled, amused at the fact the group refused to use the word. 

"(Y/n), I'm sure you're more than aware that it's not a very nice word, it's like calling someone a mudblood." I nodded, offering her a smile as I adjusted Harry to sit in my lap instead of my arms and he started to fiddle with my fingers as Sirius held him upright in my legs. 

"It doesn't bother me, I'm quite used to it, actually-" The group shared looks. "It's fine, I promise, I quite like being a squib, I get to go to a normal high school with no robes, no magic, no ghosts, trolls, creepy forests-" I sighed. "I just have to deal with twats and grades, that's it." I smiled brightly. The group shared more looks. 

"What's it like?" I stared at Sirius on the floor ini front of me.

"What's what like?"

"Living like a muggle?" I tilted my head curiously before looking to Lily, who had grown up the same way I had. 

"Well...I'm not sure what to say, since I don't know what living like a witch is like." Sirius slowly nodded. I turned to Lily. "What don't wizards have?"

"They don't have muggle music, TV, pens-"

"You guys don't have pens?" Sirius and James shook their heads as Remus chuckled. 

"Oh, and you did?" James' snark question was directed to his tall friend, who nodded. 

"I'm a half-blood, my mum was a muggle, you idiot." I smiled softly. 

"So...What's a pen?" Lily and I stared at our boyfriends before she went out of the room, soon returning with one in her hand. 

"This is a pen." James took it from her hand. 

"What's it do?"

"You write with it." She laughed, handing him the little notebook which was on the table. 

"It's like a quill, but it's not a feather, and it already has the ink in it." James slowly nodded, scribbling on the paper as I explained, giggling slightly. I looked to Sirius. "What else do we have that you don't?" I had managed to persuade my boyfriend into living like a muggle so people wouldn't be as suspicious of his wizarding ways, meaning we had electronics. 

"Television, phones, we don't have the same music, I much prefer your music..." I smiled softly as he rest his head on my legs. "We live pretty basically, I think." He looked to Remus, who just nodded, able to compare the two worlds. "Actually, there's something I want to give you from our little magic world." I tilted my head as he stuffed his hand into his trouser pocket before handing me a little box. James snuck over and stole his son from my lap as I hesitantly took the small box. 

"What is it?" Sirius just nodded for me to open it, so I did. What I saw was a small silver band with a black stone.

"It was actually my mothers, but she left it to my cousin, Narcissa, who gave it to me when my mum died." I stared at him. "A Black family heirloom is probably more proper but-" James sent him a look, causing him to fall silent and look to me instead of the ring with a sigh. "What I'm trying to do is ask you to marry me, but I've not been known for commitment in the past, so I'm awkward-"

"Sirius." He immediately fell silent. "You're rambling." He smiled softly and chuckled, shaking his head before resting it on my legs again, looking up at me. 

"So...Will you marry me?" I laughed to myself, but nodded, leaning down to him and quickly pecking his lips.