Various Harry Potter Oneshots (Requests Open!)

A Night to Remember | Sirius B.

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Sirius Black x Reader

Request: yesss @JulzLovDraco4Eva

Summary: you are lily's twin sister and after being saved from muggle-born-based bullying by the Marauders in first year, you've become Sirius' closest friend. It's the holidays before 6th year and everyone is invited to James' house, except no one likes the state Sirius shows up in... can I call this a Christmas special? I really shouldn't

Warnings: Swearing; mentions of mental and physical abuse; injury; seriously sad Sirius; not proofread

Word Count: 2.4K

"Did you see her face?" James roared, stepping aside absently for his mother to get past him to vacuum. "I mean, pure high comedy, guys, seriously."

Peter sniggered at the centre of the couch, gnawing on a candy cane he stole from the Christmas tree.

Remus looked like he was straining to hear, lying on the floor and rolling over occasionally for Mrs. Potter to remove the pine needles from the floor. One time the vacuum attached itself to his jumper, inciting quite the kerfuffle.

You sat with a leg draped over the edge of the sofa, eating a caramel apple from that day's batch. Beneath you Lily was propped up against the fabric, leaning her head on your abdomen.

"I think I'd hit that, though," James continued, blanching when his mother glared at him, agape. "Sorry, mum, I was just joking. Y'know, peer pressure."

She snorted. "I doubt your friends here are dying to take Professor McGonnagle to bed, dear," she menaced, tugging at his ear gently on the way out of the room. "Save the dirty talk for when I'm not around!"

James looked slightly sick, which of course made you all burst out laughing.

It felt like Christmas already.

The whole room was dipped in a yellowing light that faded at the edges, the Christmas tree standing proudly in all its glory, it's baubles and tinsel and shining stars reflecting the glowing candlelight and desk lamp.

Remus pulled a face from the floor, grinning at his distorted image.

"Speaking of dirty-," James started, making Remus, Lily and you groan while Peter perked up, fascinated. "What, you acting all peachy now as if we'd never talked sex?"

"We never talked about it as much as you," you protested, lifting your coffee from the table and handing Peter his cocoa, licking the last of the caramel from your fingers.

"Well, what can I say? Bloody pussies. Anyways, this is mainly directed at you, Lily, but I was thinking... we should try doing some more kinky things, like bondage, sa-"

"Bloody hell, man."

"Shut up, James."

"Aren't you scared your mother's around the corner?"

"I cry for you, sister dear," you sighed, knowing for a fact they hadn't even fucked yet. "And for you, James - so desperate to prove and to overcompensate."