My James/Sirius Fanfiction

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Ummm Lets see how do people usually write the headings?

Title: Crowbar and Burial(I suck at titles so I just name the fics after whatever prompt words I get.)

Author: Me! Adritha!

Rating: PG

Pairing: *shameface* They are my two fave boys... don't hold it against me! James/Sirius. At times there will be some mentioned Remus/Sirius (Only to make Remus suffer never having Siri's love! Ha) and some Sirius/Bellatrix, cause Bella is one of my other fave blacks!

Summary: Ummm, Siriusmuse is being a total ass this week so I'm punishing him... these will be the angsty ones before I reward them both and do some fluff.

Disclaimer: Ha, If I owned them they 1. Wouldn't be popular, and 2. Would never meet Lily Evans! *sigh* *Disclaimed*

Feedback: Yes please, Don't coddle me, but please be gentle... I bruise easy! It's my fist posted HP fic! First slash, and any kinda of touching!Be nice... but constructive!


Amber gave me burial as a Prompt so here I go!

Burial

He looked at me with such confusion in endless gray eyes that for a moment I wonder if I have spoken a different language.

“Siri?” I gently prod.

“I don’t understand.” His voice is so soft that I have to lean in to hear him.

“Its just… everything is changing Sear, everyone is expecting things now.” I look away so that I don’t have to meet his gaze. “My parents, they want grandkids and no one would understand! Everyone wants something from me.”

Sirius merely nods, and turns away. “What do you want James?”

I didn’t know, I never knew. You spend your entire life having people tell you what you need and want, until you forget what it was you wanted out of life in the first place. “I just want to make them happy.”

He turns to me now, his eyes are bright with unshed emotion and the question is unspoken but clear: What about making me happy?

I step forward and gently trace his high cheekbone, he seems to tremble slightly, I can’t believe I am leaving this, this feeling of safety and knowing that your partner knows everything about you.

“I’m sorry” So inadequate, so painful. It’s hard to breath and I hate how steady my voice is.

I walk away. Leaving him there, looking tired, sad and hurt, I can’t believe for the first time it was me, I put that look there. I know things will get better, cause we are SirusandJames, unbreakable. I also know that we can never have this part of us back though, buried under hurt and betrayal, it’s gone.

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Okay I will just post this baby for now.. and when I find crowbar I will post it too! Uhg I feel funny now that it's posted!

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Okay another fic... that can even work itself into the first one... years later. Also yeterday I finished a story about the Black, Potter, Malfoy era! A prompt Beck gave me called Blow, and as soon as I get it Beta'd I will post it here too, even though it isn't James/Sirius.

Title: Crowbar
Rating: PG
Genre: Angst, fluff
Summary: Stag night, the night before James walks the aisle with Lily. Amber gave me Crowbar as a prompt, cause she is evil.
Disclaimer: *Disclaimed*
Pairing: James/Sirius, Sirius/Remus
Feedback: Yes please.


Crowbar


“Yer love m’?” Sirius is drunk, getting ready to pass out really.

James looks up at him all red cheeks and glassy eyes, he simply nod’s at Sirius.

“Nop, shay it Prongsie!” Sirius pleas.

I am surprised, I knew this was going to happen, but they must be really, really drunk to be talking like this in front of me.

“Yah” James nods his head violently “love you”.

“Kay” Sirius is starting to slump in his seat “I love you… shtill.”

James just stares at Sirius and I wonder if I will have to pull them off each other sometime soon. He only takes Sirius’ hand though and holds it to his cheek, closing his eyes and just… leaning there. Sirius just stares at James, as if trying to memorize every shadow and dip in the skin.

“I think it’s time to go.” I say quietly, and I gently rise. They stare at me as if I am a stranger. “Its your wedding day tomorrow James, you need sleep.”

“No!” James says belligerently “ I don’ wanna get wedding’d!”

Sirius sidles closer to James glaring at me as if I am Satan himself.

“Sear knows!” James turn’s and clings to his ex-lover/best friend “Siri doesn’t want me to either!”

I sit back as Peter comes back from the bathroom he glances at the scene before him and turns to me.

“Time to go?” He asks

I sigh and wave towards the two men clinging desperately to each other. “We’re gonna need a crowbar to get them apart.”

Apparently not though cause James and Sirius are passing out and only offer a small struggle as we separate them and begin to take them home.

James calls up the street after Sirius and I, “You take care of him Remus! Don’t let him go!” and I have to laugh softly as I look and my steel eyed boyfriend.

“Oh James,” I murmur, “I can’t let go of something you won’t let me have.”

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Oh how I adored writing this, I just hate Sirius/Remus ship, so when I can damage it... I usually will. I think I am done torturing Siri for awhile though so next time I will probably be nicer to the boy.

[Beck]

OK as promised, feedback from moi!

I love the second one, bad drunk bachelor boys! Remus is very how I'd imagine him to be as a young man, the sensible one of the group. My only complaint is how short it is. Its one scene, and I'd have loved to have seen it as a short story, as its definately got the plot to carry on to the wedding, or earlier in the evening even

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Thanks Beck! I finally have your story all finished, and it is a bit longer than the rest, still not a whole series though. Worked from your prompt word BLOW, and I did manage to keep it from being dirty. Umm, I should let you know the ages here In the first memory Regelus is six, Sirius, Narcissa and James are eight, Andromeda and Lucias are eleven, and Bellatrix is 14.

Second scen you can probably figure out the ages, third scene Reg is 12, Sear & Jamie & Cissa are 15, Luc & Meda are 17 and Bella is 20. By the last scene Reg: 14, Jamie, Sear, and Cissa :17, Meda and Luc: 19 and Bella is 23.

Title: Family
Rating: PG
Genre: Angst, fluff
Summary: Narcissa's 17 Birthday.
Disclaimer: *Disclaimed*
Pairing: Narcissa/Lucius, mentioned Bellatrix/Rudolphus
Feedback:Oh Yes please!


Family



As she entered, the room fell silent. Everything was for her, and everyone was here for her. She stood at the edge of childhood and glanced before her at a sea of expectations and possibilities. She regally began to descend the steps into her future.

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She felt that she was merely a flash of pale skin as her cousins; sisters and friends ran wildly through the bushes towards the creek. Freedom called. After a full beautiful summer day spent cooped up in a class learning more about their heritage, she embraces the craziness that ensued as soon as they had all been released.

A quick glance behind her told her that Reggie, though youngest, was keeping pace with the rest quite nicely. A glance ahead showed that Bella and Sirius had already stripped from the confines of clothing and were splashing playfully up the creek wearing no more than there undergarments. Lucias, seeming even paler when confronted by the two dark-haired fallen angels before him, splashing in as well. Andromeda shed her thick fancy robes as well, and James ran in close behind her.

Narcissa stood on the bank for a moment and viewed her family and Lucias slipping, wet and bright eyed, over slimy stones and rushing currents. She saw them not with the eyes of a disapproving mother, or shocked schoolgirl, but with the ever-innocent eyes of a family member.

For the first time a shadow of self-pity swept through her and she wished this part of them would never end, but knew it would. Lucias was already turning eleven and would be entering school soon, with every responsibility that went with it. She too had only two years left of this. Andromeda was joining school with Lucias, and Bella. Well, this would probably never end for her. She was fourteen already and still ran shamelessly wild with the rest. James and Sirius would join her in school, and houses and feuds may come between the unshakable two. She envied Regelus just as much as she pitied him. He had years of childhood left to hide in, but he would have to live them alone.

She quickly shed her own clothing and then helped Regelus with his. Grasping his hand, they tread through the water and chose a careful path toward their friends.

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“Slytherin!”

The crowded Slytherin table cheered and the wisp of a blond temptress stepped toward what would become her new home. Lucias smiled indulgently at her and she took her place beside him.

“Welcome home, Cissa,” he said in a gentle tone.

“Thanks,” she said in gleeful tones, catching the eye of Bella who was already in her sixth year, and was a prefect as well! She admired Bella a great deal and hoped she would do as well in her classes.

She looked up as Sirius strode confidently toward the stool, sitting straight and proud, the essence of what a Black should be. She glanced around to see where he would sit, but didn’t see any empty spots.

“Lucias… What about Sears’ spot?” she asked quietly.

“Oh, Cissy, don’t be silly!” Narcissa honestly didn’t understand, though.

“Gryffindor!” the hat shouted, and the Gryffindor table cheered halfheartedly, more than likely out of shock, for a Black had never been placed in Gryffindor. She glanced at her family and saw no anger or shock on their faces. Sirius himself looked quite pleased with these results.

“Cissa, you can’t possibly believe he would leave James’ side!” Bellatrix laughed.

Now that she thought about it, possibilities were slim. She watched her cousin walk down the steps and sit with his new family, all who looked at him warily, but he paid them no notice and patiently waited for James to join him.

Cissa had the strangest urge to cry, because she knew that this was the beginning of the end.

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Every person in the town could probably hear the screaming, let alone the five children huddled up in Lucias’ room.

“I don’t care what you think! I don’t care if he’s mad! It’s all his fault anyways!” Bella shrieked.

The other voices were more muffled, but anger was definitely a theme down there. Lucias was seventeen and Narcissa wonders why he didn’t just put up a silencing charm. James looks really upset and she resists the urge to comfort him, just because he is a boy and she knows he would hate it. The Slytherin vs. Gryffindor stuff doesn’t exist, not here.

Sirius’ voice is loud, but not loud enough to properly hear words. Of course, Sirius is down there protecting Bella, no matter how they treat each other in school, outside of it they are twins, two sides of the same coin, both to inherit ridiculous amounts of money and power, both mostly uncaring of that fact.

The voices have noticeably quieted and I wonder if that means someone is dead. More than likely it means Bella has gotten her way… again.

The door pushes open and Sirius steps in, eyes bright with laughter and giddiness. He bounces over to James and plops himself down beside him. Bella comes up moments after, and she too looks like a cat that ate a canary.

“So?” Lucias questions, eyeing the two hell raisers.

“Honestly, I just think he will have to suck it up and deal with it for now!” Sirius crows. “We told them under no possible terms was Bella ready to give him an heir. If he wants one he can find some two dollar tramp, squashing of course the prospects of any Black blood in his future!”

“Yah, we showed them not to mess with this generation of Blacks, didn’t we, kid?” Bella drawled.

Sirius nodded his head excitedly and James smiled at Siri’s great mood.

“Anyways! If I got pregnant while I was on missions for the Dark Lord, well, the repercussions of that would be terrible. Rudolphus knows it, too!”

It was like a dark cloud entered the room. The lack of innocence had been stated, an issue brought up that no one wanted to talk about, let alone be involved in.

“Yah, shows how kind your master is!” James snarled.

“Oh James!” Lucias groaned. “You are such a child.”

“He is not!” Sirius’ eyes flashed as he stepped up in defense of his best friend. “He’s right, Voldemort is using you as pawns. He doesn’t care about you!”

Bella just pulled him up to sit beside her. “Of course not. He’s evil… but he is offering protection to all those who serve him, protection obviously Dumbledore can’t provide.”

Sirius glanced at James for backup. Bella’s tone was soothing and her arguments seemed logical to the young boy who adored her.

“It’s wrong, Bellatrix! To torture innocent people just because they are different, how is that right?” James, who was raised in a house with a Muggle-lover, eagerly stepped up to the challenge. Narcissa wanted no part of it, though. It seemed that this was always happening now, and she coolly, and maybe just a little bit sulkily, sat back to listen. Regelus came and sat close to Lucias, who was listening, and even adding his own arguments to Bella’s aid. Regelus tugged gently at Lucias’ sleeve and he glanced down at the younger, less confrontational, version of Sirius, ruffling his hair softly. Lucias looked at Narcissa and smiled.

“James you don’t understand,” Lucias started. “ Every time your father leaves the house to work, he puts the life of you and your mother at risk. Some people can’t do that.” He openly stared at Narcissa now, causing her to blush. “When you have a family you should be prepared to do anything to protect them.”

The argument ended there and everyone just looked thoughtful, except for Lucias. He was looking at Narcissa with the gentlest look she had ever seen, and she knew at that moment that someday she would belong, heart and soul, to Lucias.


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It had all fallen apart. From that moment, Bellatrix disappeared into her work for Lord Voldemort, and Andromeda fell in love and married a Muggle-born, causing absolute chaos and uproar in the house. James and Sirius were finishing school this year with her, but an endless fight for dominance between his mother and him had forced Sirius into leaving, yet another disowned Black. Narcissa herself had fallen out with her cousins, as the competition between houses was worsened by the weariness of Voldemorts rise to power, and the lack of seeing each other over the summer. The family was gone.

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Narcissa glided down the rest of the steps. Her father was standing at the end of the stairs looking as proud as he had on Bella’s special night. He took her arm and stepped into the large ballroom that had been decorated with back, gold and silver, shimmering and swirling before her. Lucias stepped forward gracefully and took Narcissa’s hand, kissing it gently and leading her forward. For a moment, she saw her old friends standing at the head of the room behind Regelus, jostling and laughing, pointing and snickering. Her heart swelled at the sight of her past, there for her… like they had always promised they would be.

Then she remembered that they were traitors, and that Bellatrix had deserted her, and they seemed to fizzle out and leave only Regelus, a shadow of Sirius standing there, waiting.

Lucias led her toward the flickering lights sitting atop a layered cake. “You’ve become a woman today, Cissa, but you still get one more chance at a childhood wish. Blow out all the candles and whatever you want will come true.”

Narcissa leaned over the many candles and blew lightly over them. Most went out, but a few only flickered, which was alright because her wish was one that couldn’t be filled. She looked up at Lucias, and felt her younger self wash away, a cool ice filled her heart toward the memories that had been haunting her since her sixteenth birthday. She reached out and took Lucias’ hand, knowing she could trust him with her future.