Moony & Padfoot One Shot Imagines

Sirius Black

Over the summer, (y/n) could not help but miss her boyfriend, Sirius Black. She couldn't send him a letter nor receive any of his because she already warned him not to. However, just because she can't doesn't mean she does not. Every week, she writes Sirius letters but she never sends them. Her parents hate the fact that she is studying in a school for 'bonkers' (their words, not hers) and that she isn't fulfilling their dream for her to become a lawyer, like her dad, and run the firm in the future, as she is an only child. So, it is no wonder why she isn't allowed to show or do anything related to witchcraft and wizardry at home or anywhere else with her parents around besides receiving the letter for requirements for the next year. And yes, she does the shopping in the Diagon Alley alone with limited money kindly given to her.

At first, she wasn't really given permission to enrol to the school but after meeting a weird, almost crazy person wearing a cloak in broad daylight, her parents decided to give in, not wanting to piss off anyone who can kill them in a swish-and-flick of a stick. Every now and then, they would give (y/n) disapproving looks, trying to tell her that her choice had been wrong. Her once loving parents became distant, cold and always angry with her. Even so, she wouldn't exchange being in Hogwarts for anything. She still loves her parents so she isn't harming anyone with her choice.

"(Y/n), mow the lawn! Clients will be here by morning so we have to prepare everything. Oh, and you have to wake up early tomorrow to cook for them!"

"Don't forget the living room! Make sure I don't see a speck of dust once we're back."

"The dishes, (y/n)!"

"Clean up this mess. We'll retire to bed now. Early morning tomorrow."

Her parents thought she would just magic her way out and use jinxes, hexes and charms to do all these so they give her all the responsibilities at home. What they do not know is that underage magic is not allowed and (y/n) never told them that, or they might think she's complaining. All summer, she does nothing but cleans the house, cook, entertain guests and clients, maintain the garden and do unnecessary things her parents ask her to do daily. She does not complain, though, because she might not be able to return to her beloved school if she pissed them off too much.

So, when she boarded the Hogwarts Express for their fifth year, she is tired as hell and so sleepy she could sleep for days. However, she couldn't do much resting on the train as she was informed later this summer that she is the Gryffindor Prefect of their house, together with Remus Lupin, one of her boyfriend's bestfriend. Well, she's glad for that. At least, she's not stuck in a cabin with a boy she probably doesn't know.

"Hey, (y/n)," Remus greets, as he enters the Prefect's cabin, looking well rested even in his usual shabby clothes.

"Hey Remus!" (y/n) greets back.

"Sirius was looking for you on the platform but he said he couldn't find you anywhere."

"Well, I was late so I had no time to meet anyone on the platform, honestly. I'll see him later though." Sooner, she hopes. She really misses him.

As she was walking around to monitor the students and do all that Prefect-ing, Remus couldn't help but notice her every-five-seconds yawn and the bags under her eyes.

"Hey (y/n). Rough night?" He doesn't let her reply as he continues. "Look, let me cover for you. You look like you could use some rest," he offers.

"No, it's fine, Remus. It's my first duty so I really didn't want to slack off. Besides, we're nearly done," she smiles reassuringly.

"Are you sure?"

"Definitely."

When they go back to their cabin, (y/n) goes straight to sleep despite the uncomfortable sitting position. She does not know what time it specifically is but when she wakes up, she realizes that she had been using Remus' shoulder as a pillow. She looks up to see the boy just reading, not minding that he just spent half the journey with a weight on his shoulder.