Marauders X Reader Oneshots

38: Sirius Black - A Friend In Need

Note: This is an older Sirius oneshot and (y/n) is around twenty-six.

House: Ravenclaw

 As soon as Voldemort had returned to power after the Triwizard Tournament at Hogwarts, Dumbledore began to reassemble the Order of the Phoenix. It would be my first time joining the Order, but my father Gideon Prewitt and his brother Fabian were a part of the Order back when Voldemort had first appeared. My aunt Molly wasn't a member of the Order back then simply because she had children she needed to raise, but now that my cousins had grown up a little, her and Arthur had become active members.

Dumbledore contacted me personally when he began reassembling and I joined in a heartbeat. I was immediately assigned to travel to Albania where we had learnt Voldemort had been hiding the past few years. I had been travelling a lot since I left Hogwarts, seeing different kinds of magic across the world so me going to Albania wasn't particularly suspicious to the Ministry who refused to believe Voldemort had returned.

After scouring the country for two months I came back to England with descriptions of prospective death eaters and where they might be now. On the day of my arrival back in England, Dumbledore had organised a meeting for the Order, disclosing a cryptic address incase the letter was interfered with. I managed to riddle it out however, but was second questioning myself as I stared at a row of white houses in London and not seeing the number twelve. There was eleven and twelve a, but no twelve.

I sighed, wondering whether I had gotten it wrong. There was a small park opposite the row of houses that I went to sit in, reading the letter over and over trying to figure out what else it could've meant. As the sun was setting, someone walking along the street caught my eye. He was wearing purple robes and I recognised him to be Kingsley Shacklebolt. I pulled my suitcase along, hiding behind a bush in the park as I watched him look around, before subtly bringing out his wand and pointing it to the row of houses.

To my astonishment another house began to grow between eleven and twelve a, and I spotted Shacklebolt enter the door. As soon as he had the house began to shrink again, so as quickly as I could I ran out onto the empty street, dragging my suitcase behind me. I did the same wand movement as Shacklebolt and to my relief the house began to grow again.

"Ah, (y/n)," Shacklebolt made me jump as I entered through the door.

"This is the meeting place isn't it?" I asked and he smiled, nodding.

"This way. I think the meetings already in session," he said and I followed him down a mangy looking hallway. There were cobwebs and dust everywhere as well as faded paintings lining the walls. When we reached the end of the corridor Shacklebolt opened the door revealing a large number of people all sat around a long wooded table.

I smiled brightly when I saw Molly and Arthur, immediately approaching them and hugging them tightly. "(y/n)! How was your trip, you weren't in any danger were you? Did you eat and sleep well? How was the flight? Here, let me take that," Molly had a tendency to fuss over me given the fact mum and dad had died but I assured her repeatedly that I was fine.

"Ahem," a loud cough from the end of the room sounded and I turned to see Moody standing there, leaning against his thick cane. I looked around the table and saw numerous faces I didn't know, but I didn't get a chance to introduce myself to anyone as Moody got straight to the point. "So, any news from Albania?"

I told the group all the intel I had managed to dig up whilst there, others then giving reports on their intel. The meeting adjourned an hour later and I sighed, wondering where I was going to go to stay the night. Despite her children being back at Hogwarts I didn't want to burden Molly, so I decided it was best to go to the Leaky Cauldron however as soon as I went to get my suitcase, Moody stood in my way. "You're staying here," he said firmly and I furrowed my eyebrows.