day 27 - you don’t understand - blackinnon - @blackinnonfest
“it’s not that simple,” said marlene.
they weren’t exactly fighting, but it felt strangely similar.
“i don’t get it. a few months ago you weren’t speaking to me cause you thought i was taking you for granted, that i was using you somehow, while i thought we were on the same fucking boat, mind you.” sirius paused, taking a second to compose himself before continuing. “so we talked through it and fixed things or so i thought, cause how in the hell are we in the same situation again, marls?” he wasn’t exactly desperate, but exasperated more like.
marlene could barely stand to watch him in the eyes, so she was grateful they were on the move again.
“it’s not the same, not at all” she replied.
“no, you’re right. you’re right it’s not. it’s worse. cause this time i know you want to be with me much as i want to be with you and yet you flinch every time i breath near you.” sirius was on the edge of screaming, but they weren’t supposed to be making any noise, trying to sneak back into the gryffindor tower before a prefect caught them.
“i told you, it’s not that easy” she repeated for the tenth time that day, trying to keep up with his longer strides.
“you haven’t told me shit, mckinnon. why do you resist taking the easy way into this?” finally, sirius had stopped and turned to look at her.
and again, marlene wanted nothing more than to look at anything but him.
because how could she explained to him that she was terrified. frightened. even more so than the time she had finally explained to him why she felt so hurt last time he had ditched her for some other girl while expecting her to be there once he got bore.
that being a teenage witch was an entirely different thing than being a teenage wizard. and that there were layers to it as well, because sirius black wasn’t just any wizard, even if he was, according to the one and only howler walburga had ever sent him last year, the disgrace of the family.
sirius wasn’t free of them, not really. marlene had the suspicion that still, everything he did or didn’t do was a statement back to his family, whether it was on purpose or not. he couldn’t help being who he was much more than she could blame herself for falling for him.
because she had fallen for that stupid, smug faced moron. yes, moron. not that insulting him on her mind and frequently to his face had made much for her.
she had still being stupid enough to fall for the boy.
and worse than loving him? was the fact that for whatever reason, he loved her back. well, liked her back at least. enough so that he had been pushing for them to go public, to stop with all the secrecy and running around.
but she couldn’t, it scared her too much.
“are you…?” started sirius, taking a breath in. “are you done with me?” he finally asked.
marlene couldn’t be sure with all the darkness around them, but there was something akin to hurt in sirius’ eyes.
“what?” marlene mouth opened in surprise at the question, the implications of it.
“seems to me the only logical explanation”
“no, that’s not… i told you, it’s not—“
“that simple, yes, i’ve heard.” frustrated this time, sirius passed a hand through his face. they were near the entrance to the tower now. “i’ll make it easier for you then” he said and marlene knew before he said it where this was gonna end up.
she braced herself for it, cause really, what else could she do?
sirius took a while longer before speaking, as if expecting her to say or do something to stop him, but nothing came.
“alright then, we’re finish. i’m finish” and after that, he turn around, gave the password to the fat lady and marlene saw him disappear behind the portrait.
she felt her heart clenched in her chest, her whole body going cold.
trying to console herself over the fact that, at least, they wouldn’t have to explain anything to their friends, she followed him into the tower only to fall apart once she reached her bed.
who would’ve bet that she would’ve been the one to fucked it all up.
100% sure sirius and james would be the loudest at a no doubt concert singing just a girl
Regulus Black in his first public appearance after Sirius ran away:
I'll break it to you easy
This is hell, this is hell
You're looking and whispering
You think I'm someone else
This is hell, yes
Literal hell
We don't have to talk
We don't have to dance
We don't have to smile
We don't have to make friends
It's so nice to meet you
Let's never meet again
We don’t have to dance – Andy Black
James Potter’s greatest achievement wasn’t anything to do with Quidditch. It was making Lily Evans laugh so hard she snorted.
Remus: I understand when people called James arrogant. It wasn’t really his fault being conceited. Only child, loving parents, a comfortable economic situation, who wouldn’t come out into the world thinking they deserve everything good in life? But as egotistical as he could be, he was also caring and kind-hearted. Yes, I’m aware of how he and Sirius treated other people, especially when they were younger, but it’s not like they were mistreating someone vulnerable, they were messing with a bunch of other self-important, full of themselves, snooty kids. And they did change their ways in the end. Well, somewhat. You couldn’t be expected to make it into the music industry, especially during the seventies, and not be a little ruthless. So yeah, James approached my concerns tactfully. He didn't want me to feel different, though we were, and by the end I didn’t even realize I was accepting his help. When we finally ended playing at their dance, I was wearing one of James’ old suits. James: From that moment on, we became insufferable. In mine and Sirius' case, even more so than usual. But seeing Remus and Peter starting to believe in the band too, was amazing. We couldn’t shut up about it. Every weekend from then on we fought over who’s idea to give a try first, we were all so inspired. At some point Hope lent us her record player. We took turns picking songs from Sirius’ collection and then tried them out on our instruments. Remus: We started changing the lyrics to the covers we played, then slowly one of us would change a chord or a beat, and then suddenly we were writing our first songs, not just obscene tunes anymore (stops, then laughs). A few of our songs turned out to be quite obscene, but you know what I meant, we didn’t feel like kids doing it anymore.
English version here | Versión en español aquí
Severus: After everything you've done how can you sleep at night?
James: Next to my wife.
“You didn’t save me. You just put us in hell for two years.”
- Manacled (Chapter 66) by @senlinyu
This fic 😭❤️
the eyes, they never lie
sirius not giving a fuck about the prank, but also being so surprised that snape actually showed up is so precious to me. "damn. i thought i have made it clear that i hate him. wdym he came?"
“i can fix her, i can fix him, i can fix them”
i think we need to work on you first.
IT’S THE BEEEEEST OF BOTH WORLDS 🎶💁🏼♀️
pls don’t jump, we need fluffy blackinnon so bad, but you can consider it pay back for giving marlene those horrid new balance, no way, no how she wore those, you cruel cruel human.
a blackinnon story told in reverse: from the heart achingly lost of her life to the very beginning when they started to fell in love.
bonus points if near her death they closer to breaking up o they were already apart.
late millennial. multishipper reader. exclusively blackinnon writer (atm). sp/en.
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