this is gonna be sacrilege but…
i think if marlene had survived and the war had ended, she and sirius would have been that fiery couple, the kind no one would ever denied were deeply in love with each other but, at some point, would have gotten separated.
after a while, they both would have moved on, found new partners (never got kids though), saw each other occasionally, mainly for harry’s birthdays.
they would have become that couple, even though they were no longer together, that every one talked about when they weren’t present.
no one ever understood why they broke up.
their friends are still waiting for them to get back together.
Finally drew PoA Sirius! I'm happy with the softer lineart, been experimenting with different brushes and found one I really like. So, here you go... the brief moment of hope before everything changes. 🥲
“I’ll understand, of course, if you want to stay with your aunt and uncle,” said Black. “But… well … think about it. Once my name’s cleared … if you wanted a … a different home …”
HP and the Prisoner of Azkaban
Wizards!
sirius: i wish you could’ve come with us tonight
marlene: …
sirius: you’re so… easy
marlene: ah, just what any lady wants to hear
sirius panicking: no, that’s not… that’s not want i meant!
sirius: i kissed her.
james: what?
remus: when?
peter: who?
sirius: about a month ago.
james: how am i just finding out?
remus: did she… kissed you back?
peter: who are we talking about?
remus: marlene.
sirius: yes. no. i don’t know, what does it matter?
remus: your kidding, right? tell me you’re joking.
james: how can you not know that?
peter: mckinnon?
sirius: yes, peter, how many marlene’s have you met? and no, i’m not joking. i mean, i understand how fundamental it is to know if a girl kiss you back or not, but we didn’t have time. i had to leave.
remus: you kissed her and then ran? and you wonder why she isn’t crawling back for more like the rest of them?
sirius: we were in the middle of “the plan”! james was there, he was calling me, that’s why i left.
james: how could i’ve been there when i just found out you kissed marlene?
sirius: you came after it happened.
james: so i interrupted you?
sirius: no. yes. what does it matter? i kissed her and then left. it was a busy day.
james: you don’t say…
remus: you left her cause you had to pulled a stupid prank?
james: hey, don’t take it out on “the plan”, it was brilliant!
sirius: that’s not the point, prongs.
james: right, sorry.
peter: what is the point though?
remus: the point is that sirius is a complete idiot. it amazes me how you managed to fool every girl in the castle into wanting to go out with you.
peter: except the one he wants.
sirius: thanks for that.
james: so what happened afterwards? when you saw her again, i mean.
sirius: nothing.
james: nothing?
remus: you haven’t talked to her since?
sirius: we’ve talked, just… not about that. it all has been normal, as if nothing happened.
james: are you sure you kissed and you didn’t… imagine it?
peter: oh, i’ve been there.
sirius: unlike you, peter, i don’t need to fantasize to get a girl to kiss me.
remus: don’t take it out on peter. it isn’t his fault you kissed her and then ran away.
sirius: i didn’t ran away.
james: this is getting nowhere. what are you gonna do now?
sirius: that’s what i’m asking you lot.
how i think sirius understood he had feelings for marlene- i'm so canon u can't prove me wrong.
sirius was glad that the only person in the room was james. it was easier for him to let go of the breath he was holding in and slack his shoulders.
james, of course, knew right away that something was wrong.
"what's gotten into you? why are you wet?"
he was indeed soaking wet from the rain.
james was sat near the window, he was looking outside while playing with the stupid snitch of his.
"the rain got to me," sirius responded, closing their distance and throwing himself into the chair nearest to james. he let out a well held grown. "what are you doing?"
"i was waiting for you, mate? you're late. we made plans-" "oh, shit-"
"yeah, no shit you forgot-" james rolled his eyes. "i told remus and peter to go on. tell me what's up. there is no way you would forget a day out."
"i-" sirius looked around the room, "i fucked up."
"when don't you?" james snorted.
sirius kicked his chair, "prongs, man."
james snorted, after he regained his chair's balance, "so?"
"i was with mckinnon," sirius leaned on his knees, "i was helping her train. you really did a number on her the previous match."
"she knows me, i get heated up when shit gets fucked," james shrugged.
"i know. she said the same thing," sirius laughed, "and as mckinnon-"
"she wanted to prove me wrong?"
"yeah," sirius nodded, "so, i helped. it started to rain, she wanted to keep going. i had completely lost track of time- my bad, again, let me finish- and she reached a record- she got happy- smiling, laughing, she jumped on me before we could even land properly- and- and fuck- i don't know- i bloody tried to kiss her!"
"you what?!" james jumped from the chair.
"i did," sirius pinched his nose, "i just- she jumped, i caught her, and we were close and i just leaned in, and- and she leaned in- i think-"
"you think?! how does one think that?! weren't you there?!"
"i don't know! it felt like i wasn't- and-!"
"the last time i have seen you this worked up was when you lost your motorcycle magazine, mate-!"
"shut up-!"
"well, what happened?!"
"nothing! we just got up immediately as soon as i drew back and we said very awkward goodbyes-"
"the last time i saw you being awkward-"
"james, shut up!" sirius groaned "- and it hit me, james... when i was coming here- i think i like her. a lot."
i have fully lost myself in this fantasy because i can’t stop thinking of blackinnon doing an intensely passionate and explosive choreography during a time they have not yet realized how they feel about each other or maybe in the throes of denial and finishing the whole thing breathlessly near each other like ughhh.
i have watched too many videos.
(also can’t stop thinking that i view blackinnon as dancers and jily more like figure skaters, like the whole visual contrast of breaking down moves or fully stopping at times to the continuous flow of the ice?? honestly it’s a visual thing for me that differentiates so good those two pairs)
i’ve been consuming too much ballet series/films/videos to the point i’m like crap, i need to write the whole thing know.
specially when i come across moments where i think that’s so blackinnon/marlene/sirius coded 🫠
Remus Lupin would give the worst hugs in the most endearing way
you have your mother’s eyes
"but what hurts the most is coming second when i saw you first"
remus lupin watching sirius black fall in love with marlene mckinnon.
okay so i looked into it and supposedly she and walburga were born the same year, meaning they could’ve been house mates/class mates. what happened dude? were they both rebels? did ignatius held strong pureblood beliefs unlike his nephews and possibly brother? were walburga and lucretia friends???
okay i’m sorry but why the fuck no one ever talks about lucretia black??? like she married into the prewett family, a well respected pureblood family of which we know nothing about except for fabian and gideon involvement in the order and molly marrying into a well known blood traitor family: the weasleys.
at which point in history the prewett turned blood traitors too???
like was she rebelling because they were already consider that and she loved ignatius anyway? was an arranged marriage?? did her family turn her back on her immediately? during the war? like what happened???? and how did it shape orion’s views on the world, marriage and what he wanted for himself? and the rest of her cousins? she wasn’t erased from the family tree SO WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED? 🙃
late millennial. multishipper reader. exclusively blackinnon writer (atm). sp/en.
222 posts