ᴍᴀʀᴀᴜᴅᴇʀs ᴏɴᴇsʜᴏᴛs (ᴍᴀʀᴀᴜᴅᴇʀs x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

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summary/prompt: Sirius Black x reader, I hate making these.warning(s): ptsd, flashbacks, trauma, yk, the usual with our boy Sirius

Y/n had always loved the snow. The pure sight of the white powder in the winter filled her with joy. Therefore, it's safe to say that when she awoke to the sight of it outside her window she was beyond ecstatic. She was so excited she immediately started squealing and searching her closet for her snow clothes.

"What's got you so excited?" Her husband asked, walking out of the bathroom with his towel hanging low on his waist. Y/n paused and smiled at him, walked over and pushed a piece of wet hair out of his eyes.

"You cut it again." She observed.

He nodded, "That I did."

"It's snowing."

He smiled, "That it is."

"Will you go outside with me? We can have a snowball fight and build snowmen." She suggested, eyes sparkling.

Sirius laughed softly, "Yes, I will, love."

Once they were properly dressed for the cold weather, Y/n ran out of the door, immediately sticking her tongue out to try and catch snowflakes. Sirius would have never guessed the cold would bother him, it never really had before. However, when he took a step out of the door and his mind flashed to his cell in Azkaban, he was thoroughly shaken. He tried to ignore it, but when the cold fully engulfed him he couldn't stop it.

All he could think about is the feeling of the dementors as they passed his cell, the cold that overtook every one of his senses. He looked around the area hurriedly, not noticing the girl he loved begin to walk over cautiously. He remembered what it felt like at the lake as it froze over, the dementors flying above him, desperately trying to suck his soul from him.

"Sirius?" He flinched at the sight of the hooded figure floating in front of him, its face nearing his. He stepped back, pulling out his wand with a shaky hand.

"S-stay away!" He warned, although he knew it was no use. Dementors didn't feel fear, they wouldn't be intimidated by him. When the figure instead neared, his wand dropped to the ground as he stepped back again. His back hit a wall and he sat down, curling into a ball and shutting his eyes tight, desperately hoping for the dementor to leave him alone.

He flinched at the sound of a door shutting, but as warmth once again soothed his skin he slowly lifted his head. Through blurry vision he could make out Y/n kneeling in front of him. His Y/n. He wasn't at Azkaban anymore, he was home. She wasn't a dementor, she was herself. She was his wife.

"Sirius?" She whispered, softly placing her hand on his knee.

"Y/n?" He asked, just in case.

"Yes, my love, it's me. It's Y/n." She said warmly. "It's just Y/n. No one else."

"I'm scared." His body trembled as she pulled him up for a hug, he graciously let her.

"I know. It's okay to be afraid." He clutched tightly onto her body, silent tears falling onto her jacket. "You're safe, love, you're safe. You're okay." She pulled away and softly placed a hand onto his cheek. "Look at me, it's just me. Just me, no one else." Y/n repeated and he nodded shakily. "Sh, just breathe, Sirius. You're okay." She gently rubbed his cheek as he took strangled breaths, slowly feeling the panic leaving his body.

Sirius gave her a small smile, "Thank you. I didn't know that would happen. I'm so sorry you couldn't enjoy the snow and had to deal with me instead." He said, hanging his head low shamefully.

Y/n gently lifted Sirius' head and placed a soft kiss on his lips, pulling away only to rest her forehead against his.

"Don't you ever apologize for something like that Sirius. It is not your fault. It's a totally normal response, I'm not gonna hold it against you."

Sirius sighed and pulled her into another hug, resting his face in the crook of her neck. "I love you." He said quietly.

Y/n hugged back immediately, "I love you more." She whispered back.

"Are you ready?" Y/n asked, holding tightly onto Sirius' hand.

He shook his body in an attempt to get rid of the nerves filling his body, "I was born ready, it's just a bit of cold. If Moony can be a freaking werewolf his whole life, I can go out into the snow."

"I'm not sure about that, scaredy cat." Remus said from behind the two, a teasing smile on his face as he held tightly onto his bundled up toddler.

Sirius rolled his eyes, "I'm a dog, idiot." His eyes lit up. "I'm a dog!"

"What an obtuse observation, Pads."

"Remus, be nice." Y/n scolded.

"Yeah, be nice, papa." Teddy said quietly.

Remus looked at the girl, "You're turning my child against me."

Y/n held her hands up with a smile, "That's all you, Moons."

"Wait, guys, I'm a dog. Dogs don't get cold. Easy peasy, lemon squeezy.." Sirius explained and transformed into his animagus before running out of the open door.

Y/n smiled as her and her lifelong friend walked out as well, "He's doing it." She said as she watched the black dog jumping around in the snow.

Remus laughed as he set Teddy down. Immediately the toddler ran to Sirius while giggling and wrapped his arm around the dog's neck. Sirius happily lapped at Teddy's reddened cheek, giving him slobbery dog kisses.

"Ew!" Teddy exclaimed while laughing and Sirius transformed into a human. He pulled Teddy into a big hug and began spinning around. Their laughter filled the air as Y/n and Remus watched happily.

Teddy ran towards the two with his arms outstretched, "Papa, it's cold!" He exclaimed, the chill in the air finally getting to him.

Remus leant down and picked the boy up, "Let's go inside and make some hot cocoa, yeah?"

Teddy hummed while nodding and the two went inside. Sirius walked to his wife and took her hand, spinning her in a circle before placing a firm kiss on her lips.

"For the record-" He whispered once he pulled away. "Dogs do get cold."

QOTD:

IF YOU WERE AN ANIMAGUS, WHAT ANIMAL WOULD YOU BE?