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Marauders Oneshots

Summary:

Marauders era oneshots.

DISCLAIMERS :
Mentioned abuse, sexual content swear words, and Voldemort.
Started : 29/03/23
Finished : 12/07/24

©️fawn_esque08 2024
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Chapter 1: Platonic Cuddling

Chapter Text

Chapter One : Platonic Cuddling - 3rd Person POV :

5th year

“Padfoot! Mate, are you here? I found Lily on the map!” James shouted, opening the door to the dorms.

Sirius was in fact there, but he was lying on his bed, reading. 

“Mate, are you seriously reading?”

“Mhmm,” Sirius said, taking his finger and putting it on the word he was on,  “and I’m not going anywhere so get Peter to go with you,” he added, taking his finger off. 

“Oh please Pads, I’m so bored. It took so long to find her!” James begged. 

“No,” Sirius said. 

Huffing in annoyance, James threw the Marauder's map onto his bedside table and jumped onto his bed. Lying on his back, James was able to stay silent for a couple of minutes before he got up, looked over at Sirius and scowled. He wanted attention but Peter was out with his girlfriend at Hogsmeade and Remus was still recovering from the full moon in the hospital wing.

“What’re you reading?” James asked, getting up from his bed and going towards his trunk. 

“Mémoires d’Hadrien” Sirius responded, flipping the page. 

“Oh,” a French book. “What’s it about?”

“It’s about the life and death of a Roman Emperor,” Sirius replied, sighing as he pulled out his bookmark and placed it between the pages he stopped at and placed it onto his bedside table. 

“Come on then,” Sirius said, rolling over to his side and lifting his arms up at James who was now standing at the side of his bed, putting on his freshly cleaned quidditch jumper.  

“What’d you mean?” James asked, sitting on the edge of his bed, staring at Sirius, hoping he'd get some attention. 

“I know you won’t stop taking until you get cuddles, so, come on, my arms are getting tired” Sirius laughed, kicking the covers off himself to allow James in. 

Grinning widely, James practically ran into Sirius’ arms. 

“Thanks, Siri” James smiled, cradling his head into Sirius' chest. 

“No problem Prongs,” Sirius smiled, placing his chin on James’ curls and smacking James’ ass, cackling when James yelped.