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Fireworks and Milkshakes

Teen Wolf

Request: No

Summary: Stiles x fem!reader. New Years with Stiles is chaotic.

Words: 1,637

Warnings: TENSION : ) also shitty writing :))

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The smell of cinnamon was overpowering in the tiny living room the McCall pack was currently sitting in. Lydia insisted that whenever they were at her lake house it needed to smell and look good at all times so there was always a candle burning. Y/N sat nestled in the corner of the couch Stiles next to her, Isaac sitting on her other side in an armchair, and Kira was resting against her legs.

On the TV mainly as background noise, was the New York ball drop at Times Square. They were about two hours time away from the New Year. And hopefully, this coming year would be much better and SAFER than the last. 

“Alright, I say we make milkshakes!” Malia announced standing from her spot on the other side of the couch. Scott also got up with the girl stretching out his arms. 

“I agree, I’m practically falling asleep waiting for midnight so I think we need something to do,” he said, making everyone stand up and head to the kitchen. Lydia pulled the ingredients out for a variety of different kinds of milkshakes and clasped her hands together.

“I have an idea,” she said pulling out a couple of blenders. As to why she had more than one was a mystery yet to be solved.

“I say we have ourselves a little competition,” she smiled innocently and continued. “We split into teams of two and we try to make the best milkshake we possibly can.”

“Oh but wait we’ll need a judge!” Lydia exclaimed looking at her hands. Corey jumped up excitedly, “Mason and I will judge! Right, Mason?”

“Uh, yeah sure sounds like fun,” Mason smiled at his boyfriend.

“Okay everyone split off and I’ll start a timer so we don’t miss the count down,” Lydia said walking off to grab her phone from the living room. 

Scott and Kira paired up obviously, they’d been dating for nearly two and a half years, they were a well-oiled machine! 

Malia and Isaac paired, they hadn’t known each other long but they got along fine, they’d even gone bowling together once so what could go wrong, right? 

Liam and Theo teamed up as per usual, since the whole ghost rider incident they’d grown quite close and they had been going out for about a month after they realized there was something more to their relationship. 

Jordan waited patiently by the island for Lydia to return so they could pair together as well, them also dating. It seemed as if everyone in the pack had someone so that just left Stiles and Y/N to team up, best friends since kindergarten.

“Well, Stilinski which flavor should we go for?” Y/N smiled at him walking to one of the free blenders. He rested on the counter and tilted his head to look at her. 

“I say strawberry, but feel free to argue if you have a better idea,” he turned and rested his back against the countertop to get a better look at Y/N. His sleeves of the plaid her currently adorned were rolled up to his elbows. Showing off his defined forearms. Y/N couldn’t help but glance at the skin displayed. She lost her train of thought for a brief moment.

“Uh, yeah. Yeah, strawberry sounds delicious, and maybe we can add dark chocolate pieces and fresh strawberries and start with a Vanilla base?” She pulled herself together. Stiles nodded just as Lydia returned iPhone in manicured hand. 

“Alright, I’ll set the timer so we have just enough time to go out and light fireworks,” she clicked on her screen and everyone got into position, including Mason and Corey who took seats at the island and pulled out their phones to pass the time.

“On your mark, get set, GO!” Lydia announced. Everyone began fixing their frosty treats.

Stiles and Y/N wasted no time grabbing their ingredients. They barely even spoke seeming to read each other’s minds or at least that’s what it looked like on the outside. Y/N began chopping strawberries and Stiles broke up the chocolate. 

By the end, their shake looked simply to die for. Kira and Scott’s looked amazing as well, along with Lydia and Jordan’s. Theo and Liam argued basically the entire time like an old married couple and barely finished a simple chocolate shake. Malia and Isaac somehow managed to spill their shake getting it all over themselves, Malia taking Isaac’s face and smearing a line across his forehead chanting, “Simba.” Which in turn made everyone cackle madly with laughter.

Liam and Theo managed to win the competition somehow, and it is still dumbfounding to think about. Corey said something about not being able to beat the classics and Liam said love was their secret ingredient which made Theo roll his eyes violently. 

About 15 minutes before the ball drop they all shuffled outside in jackets to light the singular firework they had gotten from very understocked Walmart. The firework was a brilliant green and gold which was quite beautiful actually in Y/N’s opinion. After that, they cracked out the sparklers, and Stiles and Y/N waved them at each other like wands pretending to battle. Stiles claimed to have won but Y/N disagreed saying nobody could beat her at a magic duel, Stiles reluctantly agreed due to her puppy dog eyes. 

Now they were all back in the living room 5 minutes from the ball drop and the New Year.

“I still think our shake was the best,” Y/N complained. Stiles nodded along slinging an arm across the back of the couch next to her head. 

“No way, Stiles put ninety percent dark chocolate in. That shit was bitter as hell. My taste buds still haven’t recovered,” you could practically see the pain in Mason’s eyes.

“I think it still tasted okay,” Y/N patted Stiles’ thigh making him jump a tad. Scott laughed at him silently. The heat from Stiles’ arm against Y/N’s neck was quite distracting for her so she barely could comprehend what he was trying to say to her. Lydia walked over to the stereo system during this and turned on some music.

“Huh? What’d ya say?” She asked. Stiles rolled his eyes and his hand rested on her shoulder further clouding her thoughts. Did he know what he did to her? Probably not he was dense as a brick. 

“I asked what your resolution is?” He repeated. She thought for a moment trying her best to gather her thoughts again.

“I want to go into the year doing something new I think,” she replied hesitantly.

“And how would that be?” Stiles asked her. He was so close she could feel his breath on her ear and neck.

“I’m not… I’m not sure yet,” she looked at her hands.

“Well good luck with that then, Y/N/N,” he said holding her hand. This was common for them, physical intimacy that was. At least PLATONIC intimacy, hand-holding, blowing kisses, etc. Nothing had ever happened between the childhood friends but they both secretly longed for each other. Pining since their freshman year for one another.

Y/N let out a sigh as Stiles leaned in close again.

“Only a minute until the New Year you better figure out that resolution of yours soon,” he laughs a lopsided grin on his face. They turned towards each other preparing for the countdown. They had agreed earlier that they’d give each other a quick peck at midnight not wanting to be left out seeing as they were basically surrounded by couples. Everyone knew their plan so they weren’t worried about kissing in front of the pair and making them feel bad or something like that. 

“Alright! Ten! Nine! Eight!” Everyone cheered.

“You still want to do this no second thoughts?” Stiles asked Y/N. She nodded quickly.

“A quick peck. In and out. Easy peasy. And then everything is back to normal,” she looked down again at their hands. Stiles frowned but it went unnoticed by Y/N.

“Five! Four! Three! Two! ONE!” 

Stiles kept his free hand by his waist unsure as to where to keep it and Y/N’s hand went to the back of his neck pulling him in. They stayed still for a moment awkwardly. The kiss was rigid and unmoving, but as Y/N’s fingers went into Stiles’ hair and they began to actually kiss Stiles’ palm rested on the side of her face and the kiss was deepened. His hand slide down her jawline and he held her tightly. Y/N’s face tilted up into his and her other hand let go of his other and she ran her hand through his hair pulling him in impossibly closer and draping her arm over his shoulder. His free hand went to the back of her head and he stroked her hair. Y/N was on fire she was burning under the soft touches of his fingertips. She burned for him.

He finally pulled away, Y/N following his head but he held her back slightly wanting to get a word in.

“You taste like strawberries,” he said airly. She laughed trying to pull back.

“You are so stupi-” He went in again cutting her off and they burnt together. Y/N’s hands fell to his cheeks and she smiled slightly.

“I only think of you,” she whispered. He hummed pushing a strand of hair out of her face. Her eyes were still closed as she relished in their closeness.

“I completed my resolution,” She said.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. I went into the new year doing something new didn’t I?”

“I suppose so, Y/N,” he smiled. Their friends sat staring at the pair with wide eyes.

“Finally,” Lydia rolled her eyes. Everyone agreeing.

“Oh shut up,” Y/N laughed. Stiles looked at her with adoration.

“I’m glad you chose me to go into the new year with,” he nudged her nose.

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Batman: We'll have to separate- Robin?

(Damian)Robin: Yes, father

Batman: What do you do if you're in trouble?

Robin: Against all my principles... I'll call Richard

Batman:... Nightwing is taking care of another case

Robin: Yes, I'm aware

Batman: So why would you call him then?

Robin: Because, even if he's unavailable, I know Richard would bend over backwards to come and assist me like the people pleaser he is

Batman:

*10 minutes later after they separated*

Batman: *grumbling*

Oracle to Batman: Uh... Bruce, are you okay?

Batman: I don't wanna talk about it

Oracle: Okay-

Batman: Why wouldn't he call me if he's in trouble!?

Oracle: *sigh*

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You’re Losing Me Part 12

𝖲𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗒: 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖩𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝖯𝗈𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗇𝗈 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗎𝗇𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗇𝖽…𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗈 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍. 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗁𝖺𝗄𝗂, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖩𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗇𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌, 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗇’𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗈 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍. 𝖶𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗎𝗅𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝗌𝗍, 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋? 𝖮𝗋 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖩𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽?

A/N: this is a hanahaki au. WC: 3.2k

no remus in this part :( he’ll be back in part 13 also this is literally just a filler chapter all about james lol if you don’t care about his thoughts/feelings you can just skip to the end bc that’s the most important part lols

Twelve days. It’s been twelve whole days since James has seen you; or even heard from you for that matter. Thirteen, if you count the day of the Yule Ball, which he does, because he only got to speak with you for all of thirty seconds before you were whisked away to dance Remus. Then JJ. Then Charles, and Logan. Brennan, Jacob, Vincent. For fuck’s sake, you even danced with Barty for a bit. Fucking Barty!

Not that he blames him, or any of them really. You were a vision that night, of course every bloke would wanna dance with you. James understood. He also understood that as much as he wanted to spend the night partying with his best friend, he should just let you have your fun. Heaven knows you deserved it.

He had told himself that he’d be able to see you the following morning at breakfast. So you can imagine his surprise when your dorm mates told him you had already left; that you were gone when they woke up.

James originally shrugged it off, packing his trunks and boarding the Hogwarts Express with the rest of the marauders, but when he stopped by your house later that day, you weren’t there. Neither were your parents, or your cat. The house was completely empty. James frowned the whole way home, wondering where you could be and most importantly, why you didn’t tell him. After all, you’re best friends, right? If you were going somewhere, surely you would have told him ahead of time… Right?

That was the first day of James’ holiday from hell because when he stopped by the following afternoon, you still weren’t home. And you haven’t been every day since. And James feels like he’s losing his mind. He writes to you but his owl always brings the letter back, he calls you and the phone just rings, he asks the other marauders but they haven’t heard from you either.

“Boys!” Euphemia calls from the foot of the stairs. “Breakfast!”

She waits until she hears the footsteps of James and Sirius running down the hallway before heading towards the kitchen.

“Good morning.” She greets with a smile before taking a sip of her tea.

“Morning!” Sirius smiles, already piling food onto his plate.

“Anything?” James asks, eyes full of hope as he looks at his mum.

“No,” She shakes her head softly. “Sorry lovie. Maybe tomorrow.”

James sighs, shoulders dropping in defeat as he nods his head.

“She’s fine, Prongs.” Sirius assures him.

“How do you know that?” James asks with a frown.

“Mm.” Sirius hums, quickly swallowing his food. “Because we would’ve heard otherwise if she wasn’t.”

James stares blankly at his friend.

“Think about it.” Sirius insists. “If she were hurt, or in danger, or even dead, her parents would tell us. We’re her best friends. The fact that they haven’t, means that there isn’t anything worth reporting. Sometimes no news is good news.”

James covers his face with hands and lets out a deep, annoyed sigh.

“What?” Sirius asks, with a careless shrug.

“Can you just shut up?” James asks, “You’re pissing me off.”

“How am I-“

“James!” Fleamont interrupts, holding an envelope in his hand as he walks in. “You got a-“

James rushes from his seat and snatches the letter from his dad’s hand, only for his smile to drop when he sees who it’s from.

“It’s just Lily.” He grumbles, sitting back down and opening the letter.

Everyone at the table shares a look of confusion at his lack of excitement.

“What’d she say?” Euphemia asks politely. “Is she coming over tomorrow for New Year’s Eve?”

“Yeah.” James nods, folding the parchment back up. “Her and the girls are gonna hang out for a few hours before going back home.”

“Oh. Well that’s nice.” She smiles. “I know how much you like her.”

James hesitates for a moment too long before answering.

“Yeah…” He nods with a timid smile, finally starting to dig into his food. “Right.”

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As promised, the following day Lily, Marlene, and Dorcas all arrived at the Potter residence to hang out. Remus didn’t feel like making the trip, but Peter did, and with Sirius already there, James was finally able to have some fun with his friends. Well, most of them. The only person missing was you.

The group spent hours together, catching up on what they’ve done over break, playing wizards chess, and even a round of quidditch. As the sun started to set, everyone started to head back home since they all had plans to celebrate New Year’s with their families.

“Thanks for coming over.” James tells Lily as they come to a stop in front of the fireplace.

“Thanks for having me.” Lily answers with a smile before crossing her arms. “So…are you gonna tell me what’s wrong?”

“What?” James asks with a forced laugh. “N-nothings wrong.”

“Oh please.” Lily rolls her eyes. “It’s like there’s been a storm cloud hanging over you all day. What’s up?”

“I just-“

“Wait, let me guess. Y/N?”

“I haven’t seen her or heard from her once since school let out.” James sighs. “We’ve never gone this long without being together. I’m worried about her.”

“I’m sure she’s fine.” Lily says, only to scoff when James rolls his eyes at her.

“Padfoot said the same thing.” He grumbles.

“Then perhaps you should listen.” Lily suggests with a sarcastic grin. “If he’s not worried, then I’m not. After all, he knows her better than I do.”

“Yeah but I know her better than anyone! And I’m telling you, she would never run off like this!” James argues.

“She’s with her family, James! That hardly counts as running off! Look, I know she’s your best friend but I think you’re overreacting. Contrary to what you might think, she does have a life outside of you. She’s allowed to go on holiday with her parents. Even more so considering the year she’s had.”

“Yeah…I guess you’re right.” James admits sheepishly.

“I know I am.” Lily nods with a laugh, to which he rolls his eyes, feigning annoyance.

Lily turns around, prepared to grab a handful of floo powder and go back home before James stops her.

“Hey, Evans. Before you go, what are the chances of you and I going out when we get back to Hogwarts?” James asks.

“Going out as in?”

“As in a date.” He nods, smile dropping when he sees Lily grimace.

“Look, James. I’ll admit you have matured a lot. And you’re not as insufferable as I originally thought you to be, but I just don’t see you that way.” Lily tells him with a frown. “And if I’m being completely honest with you, I don’t think you see me in that way either.”

“What do you mean?” James asks with a confused frown.

“I think you know.” She says cryptically.

“No.” James shakes his head. “I really, really don’t.”

“Realistically speaking, I’m just not the type of girl that I see you with.” Lily shrugs. “I mean, you’re mischievous and loud and messy- in the best way, of course. But I…I don’t know. I guess I just always pictured you with someone who matches your energy, you know? Someone reckless and carefree and rough around the edges and shamelessly themselves. Someone like….” You immediately pop into Lily’s head and her eyes widen in realization. “Oh…my god.”

“What?” James asks, even more confused than he was a minute ago.

“Oh my god!” Lily exclaims.

“What?” James asks again, more urgently this time. “What? What is it?”

“It’s you.” Lily breathes.

Suddenly it all makes sense, why you wouldn’t tell anybody who was causing your hanahaki, why you kept saying that it didn’t matter because he, whoever he was, didn’t love you back, why James was so distraught when you were fighting, why he was always so protective over you. You love James. And Lily’s just now realized that he loves you too. Now she just needs him to realize it.

“What are you on about?” James asks in exasperation.

“James, kiss me.” Lily suddenly blurts out.

“What?!” James all but shrieks. Lily just rejected him but now she’s asking him to kiss her? How does that make any sense?

“Kiss me.” She repeats with a nod.

“I-You literally just said-“

“Oh for fucks sake! Just kiss me!” Lily shouts in annoyance.

“Okay!” James shouts back before stepping forward and placing his lips upon hers.

For years James had thought about what it’d be like to kiss Lily and now that he has, the only word that comes to mind is: lackluster. There were no sparks, no butterflies, no nerves. His heart didn’t start racing and his hands didn’t sweat. James finally did it. He finally kissed Lily and it was…disappointing. It wasn’t at all like when he-

“Oh.” He says simply, pulling away with a confused frown. He’s waited years for this. So why didn’t he feel anything?

“Not what you were expecting, right?” Lily asks softly.

James shakes his head.

“Could it be possible that you were thinking of someone else when you were kissing me just now?” She asks, a knowing twinkle in her eyes.

As soon as Lily asks that, your face flashes in his mind. He remembers years ago when you both got trapped under a mistletoe you yourselves had jinxed. He remembers the slight pang he felt in his chest when you wiped your lips on the back of your hand with a frown as you ran off. He remembers how his own lips seemed to be tingling for hours afterwards.

He remembers just two months ago when you snuck out to Hogsmeade together, and when he kissed you during the walk back to the castle. He remembers how natural it felt, how right it was, how his heart was beating so fast he thought it might jump right out of his chest. Once James remembers that, those memories, those feelings that he’s tried so hard to bury, it all makes sense.

Lily was everything that you weren’t. From her neatly combed hair to her soft eyes, and airy laugh, you two couldn’t be more different. No matter how hard you tried to tame it, your hair was always a frizzy mess. Your mascara was always the tiniest bit smudged and you have long since stopped attempting eyeliner. Your nails were nice... on the first day; but by the end of the week they’d always be chipped, more often than not from you subconsciously picking at them. Your eyes were hypnotizing. Whenever James met your gaze, it stopped him in his tracks, rendering him speechless; unable to walk, unable to talk, unable to do anything but stare back, absolutely captivated.

And James curses himself for not noticing it sooner, for not noticing you sooner. Lily was the safe route, but James didn’t want safe. He wanted you. You with your mischievous smile and boisterous laugh. You who always has a cut or bruise somewhere on your body because of too much horsing around. You who was always up for whatever James thought of, even if the rest of the boys weren’t. You with your wild hair and smudged make up. You, you, you.

“What’s going on?” Sirius asks curiously, coming down the stairs.

“James finally realized that he’s in love with Y/N.” Lily tells him simply from her spot by the fireplace, floo powder long forgotten.

“Is he aware of the fact that she already loves somebody?” Sirius asks. He looks from Lily to James and his eyes widen. “No way.” He gasps softly. “It’s you?”

James’ legs give out and he falls to his knees when he realizes that he’s the reason for your suffering. The coughing up flowers, the vomiting, the fatigue, the weight loss, the intubation, the needles, he was the cause of it all. For months. It was him.

“Prongs!” Sirius shouts in concern. “Are you okay?”

“Oh god, what have I done?” James sniffles. “It’s all my fault.”

“No.” Sirius and Lily are quick to reassure him.

“You didn’t know.” Sirius insists.

“And she would never hold this against you.” Lily adds. “She lo-“ She cuts herself off but James knows what she was going to say regardless.

“She loves me too much.” He says with a sad shake of his head.

“Come on, Prongs. Let’s get you to bed.” Sirius offers, helping pick James off the ground. James shrugs him off before heading towards the door.

“Where are you going?” Lily calls, though he doesn’t give her an answer.

Sirius takes a step, wanting to follow after him but she grabs his arm, stopping him.

“Let’s leave him alone for a minute.” Lily suggests.

James stands on the sidewalk, staring at your house. He knows it’s empty. He knows you’re not there, but still he walks right up and rings the doorbell.

“Y/N?” James calls. “Are you home?”

He waits three minutes before ringing it a second time.

“Y/N! It’s me! It’s Jamie!” This time he steps away momentarily, peering through the window. The house is empty and engulfed in darkness, he’s just able to make out the furniture, and that’s only because he’s spent so much time here over the years.

Eyes starting to fill with tears, James walks back to the front door and starts banging on it.

“I love you!” He finally confesses, even if you aren’t there to hear it. “Y/N, please! I’m sorry! I love you!”

James leans his head on the door, finally letting the tears fall.

“I’m sorry for everything.” He sniffles. “I-I didn’t know.”

He wipes his eyes before knocking on your door once more.

“Darling, please.” He begs. “I love you.”

“Hey! What are you doing over there!”

James turns around and sees an elderly man standing on the sidewalk staring at him suspiciously.

“Oh. Hello sir.” James greets, wiping his face before walking towards the man. “Do you know the family that lives here? Do you know where they went? Or when they’ll be back?”

“They’ve been gone for weeks.” The man tells him, still eyeing him warily. “Don’t know when they’ll be back. Just asked me to water the plants for them.”

“Oh. Okay. Thank you.” James nods sadly.

The man walks across the street into his house, and James stands there for another hour before accepting defeat and walking back to his own home. When he closes the front door, Sirius and Lily are still there waiting for him.

“Prongs! You scared us, mate.” Sirius sighs in relief.

“Yeah, what hap-“

“She wasn’t there.” James says simply, not sparing either of them a glance as he climbs the stairs.

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“Move it! Out of the way! Head boy coming through! I’ll start deducting points if you don’t get the fuck out of my way!” James shouts as he makes his way through the crowd.

“Gosh. I don’t think I’ve ever seen James more excited to get to school.” Peter comments.

“That’s because he’s not excited for school, Wormtail.” Sirius corrects. “He’s excited to see his girl.”

“His girl?” Peter repeats with a confused frown.

“Have you not been paying attention at all? Y/N!”

“But she’s not his girl.” Peter argues.

“Wormtail, Wormtail, Wormtail.” Sirius sighs. “Don’t you get it? Y/N loves James. James loves Y/N. She was gone during holiday which is why they didn’t talk things out. But now that they’re both back-“

“They’re gonna get together?” Peter guesses.

“Now you’re getting it.” Sirius nods. “Now come on, I don’t wanna miss the mushy reunion.”

“Shouldn’t we wait for Moony?” Peter asks.

“If he wanted to bear witness to this monumental moment, he would have ridden the Hogwarts Express with us. We’ll just have to catch him up when he gets here.”

With that, both boys hurry to find James who had essentially left them behind in his effort to find you.

To say that James was excited would be an understatement. The final week of holiday felt so much longer now that he had realized he was in love with you. The pain he felt whenever he thought of you was immeasurable. He broke your heart. Accidentally, but he broke it all the same. And he broke his in the process. But it’s okay now, because he’s finally realized that he loves you back. James can pick up the pieces. He can mend your broken heart and you can finally, finally be together.

As if the gods knew exactly who he was looking for, there you were, making your way across the courtyard. James sees you and for a moment he forgets how to breathe. You’re just as beautiful as always, if not more so. There’s a healthy glow to you and your smile is so genuine and full of life. Did you cut your hair while you were gone? It looks a few inches shorter than he remembers. Shaking his head at himself, James takes a shaky breath before calling out to you.

“Y/N!” He shouts, getting the attention of you as well as half the students in the courtyard. You smile and tilt your head to the side in confusion as you turn to him and James absolutely beams as he makes his way towards you. He always thought your confused expression was the cutest thing he’s ever seen. The fact that from now on he’ll be able to tell you as much and kiss you senseless has his heart racing.

As soon as he reaches you, James cups your face in his hands and presses his lips firmly against yours. Tilting his head to the side, James can’t help but sigh. He kisses you and he thinks this is the closest to heaven he’ll ever get. He curses himself for denying his feelings for you as long as he did. He was a coward. He was an idiot. He wasted so much time already, he’ll be damned if he wastes one moment more. James nips at your lower lip with his teeth and that’s when you push him off of you.

“Ugh! What the hell are you doing?” You ask with a frown.

“No, Y/N. It’s okay.” James smiles, trying to take a step closer to you. “I love you now.”

“Um, okay?” You say, frown deepening as you hold your arm out, stopping him in his tracks. “Not sure if this is your first day on planet earth or what but you can’t just go around kissing people. Especially if you don’t know them!”

James’ smile drops as he registers what you’ve just told him.

“What? Darling, what are you talking about?” James asks with a confused laugh. “It’s me. It’s-“

“Petey Pie!” You exclaim, walking past James and pulling Peter into a tight hug.

“I told you not to call me that!” Peter whines, cheeks turning a brilliant shade of red at the nickname.

“Look how tall you are!” You beam, completely ignoring what he just said.

“You think so?” Peter asks with an excited grin, no longer annoyed.

“Are you kidding? Look at you!” You insist, holding your hand by your head before holding it towards him to show him the difference.

“Don’t tell him that. He’s gonna get a big head.” Sirius teases.

“No one’s head is bigger than yours, Padfoot.” You tease, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him in for a hug as well. “Missed you, ya slag.”

“Watch it.” Sirius warns, pinching your side playfully. “Missed you, too.”

“Y/N-“ James tries, only to be completely ignored.

“How was your holiday?” You ask looking between Peter and Sirius.

“I got the channel F!” Peter exclaims excitedly.

“No way! The game console?” You ask, equally excited.

“Yeah!” Peter nods. “It’s so fun! You have to come over so we can play!”

“Of course!” You nod before turning to Sirius. “And how was your holiday?”

“It was…fine.” He says, looking from you to James in confusion. “I spent it James.”

You look over your shoulder to where he pointed and quickly look away when you see James staring at you.

“Oh yeah?” You ask courteously. “That’s cool.”

“Y/N, can we please ta-“

“Y/N!” Charles exclaims, letting out a low whistle as he scans you from head to toe. “You look great!”

“Thank you!” You beam. “You look like you wanna take me out on a date.”

“I do?” He asks, looking from you to your friends.

“He does?” James asks softly, heart breaking as he takes in the scene in front of him.

“Yup.” You nod confidently, ignoring James once again.

“Well in that case, Hogsmeade on Saturday?” Charles asks, raising his brows at you.

“Can’t wait.” You grin with a wink. “In the meantime, you can walk me to my common room.”

Without so much as a glance at James, you link your arm with Charles and walk away, heading towards the Gryffindor tower. James, Sirius, and Peter all silently watch you walk off.

“What the fuck just happened?” Sirius asks.

so embarrassing to have a favorite character honestly. like yes that's my specialest guy 🙄 yes i have 200 photos of him saved 😑 if i don't look at him or hear him talk every 2 minutes i'll start killing the hostages 😕 i think about him every day. because he's my favorite. whatever