Multifandom Oneshots

Sirius Black x Reader

You're asleep on the couch in the common room, your head pillowed by Remus. You're sleeping quite peacefully when somebody rudely yells in your ear, "Wake up!"
"Black!" Lily snaps.
You jump, gasping, and sit up to see Sirius laughing. "You're up!" He grins triumphantly. "And you're not angry, are you?"
"Fuck you."
"See, told you, James. She's perfectly content." Sirius smiles.
"Fuck you." You repeat.
"Well, if you insist..." He stands up, reaching to undo his pants.
"No!" Lily says, covering her eyes as you continue to glare.
"What time is it?" You ask.
"Seven." Remus says.
"Good. Who wants to study?"
"Me! I wanna study!" Sirius waves his hand in the air.
"No you don't. You wanna fuck her." Remus says.
"I wanna study."
"Okay, fine." You say. You'd hoped it would have been either nobody or anybody else, but looks like you're out of luck. "Let's go, Sirius."
Sirius winks at Remus and follows you out.
The two of you sit in the library. He has his arm draped over your shoulders as you're reading. "May I--" He begins.
"Nope."
"I just--"
"Nope. You came here to study, so study."
"I have a question--"
"Ask later."
"But--"
"Study, Black."
"Fine." He huffs, taking your book from your hands and pretending to read.
You snatch it back and hit him on the head with it before reading again.

A few days later, all of you are sitting in The Three Broomsticks.
"Hey, Evans, wanna go on a walk?" James asks.
"No." Lily says.
"Too bad." He grabs her hand and pulls her away.
"That wasn't weird." You say.
"Nope, not at all. Wanna go to Honeydukes, Remus?" Peter asks.
"Gladly." Remus and Peter both stand.
"Hang on--" You begin, but they're both gone.
"Looks like it's just you and me, Y/L/N." Sirius says.
"This doesn't bode well." You say aloud.
"Now may I ask my question?" Sirius asks, leaning forward to put his elbows on the table.
"I suppose. If you insist." You sigh.
He leans back and crosses his arms. He uncrosses them, them crosses them again. "Well, you see..."
"No, I don't see. Spit it out."
"You wanna help me study for the Potions test?" He asks quickly.
"Sure." You say. You had expected something worse.
"Cool. See you." He stands up and walks away. "Damn it." He says to himself as he walks out.
When you realize he just left you alone, you start to call for him to wait, but the door's already shutting behind him.

It's late at night, and the two of you are running over your notes.
"Hey, Sirius?" You ask, sitting on the floor and leaning against the couch.
"Hm?" He says. He's lying on he couch, eyes closed.
"You don't need help with this." You point out.
"Sure I do." He opens his eyes and looks down at you.
"No you don't. If you would try, you would get it."
"Yep." He agrees.
"So why'd you ask for my help?"
He sits up and slides onto the floor beside you. "It wasn't my intention. That's just what I asked instead."
"What were you wanting to ask, then?" You close your book and look over at him.
"I was just wondering if... you know... you may, perhaps, be interested in... you know... a date?"
"A date?" You raise your eyebrows.
"Yeah. You know... with me."
"Is this Sirius Black stammering?" You smile.
"Yes. Yes, I suppose it is." He smiles a bit awkwardly.
"Sure, Sirius. Might as well."
"Was that... Did you just agree?" He looks over at you.
"Yes."
"You did?"
"Yeah."
"Why would you do that?"
You give him a weird look. "Do you want me to change my answer?"
"No. But.... okay."
"Okay?"
"Okay."