Multifandom Oneshots

Sirius Black x Reader

You sit in the common room after taking your OWLS. Sirius has his head on your lap, staring up at you. He laughs a little bit and everybody looks at him. It's not his normal laugh. It's far away, and light. Your fingers freeze in his hair as you wonder just what's wrong with him.
"You know what I just realized?" He asks, not breaking eye contact.
"Pray tell." You say.
"I love you."
"What?"
"I think that I love you."
"You do?"
"I do. Honest to God, I think I love you." He sits up and turns to you in one fluid motion. "I think I love you a lot."
You see James open his mouth to either make some smart comment or fake retch, but Lily elbows him and he shuts up. "Do you, Sirius?"
"Shit. Is that what this is?" He looks over at James. "Is that what the feeling is?"
"Yes, Padfoot. That's what the feeling is." James gives a little smile.
"I love you." Sirius repeats to you. "I really, really love you. Is this normal?" He looks at James again.
"Yes, Padfoot. It's normal."
"It's how your parents feel? How you feel about Evans?"
James smiles again. "Yes, Padfoot." He says. Lily gives him a look of sheer surprise.
"Oh my God." He turns back to you, looking confused. "I think I love you. Shit. I think I love you a lot. Bloody hell."
"Why do you think that, Sirius?" You ask, unsure if this is a trick or if he's being honest. Or maybe if he thinks he's being honest but is wrong.
"I don't... I don't know. I don't want to have sex with you--"
"Well, thanks." You say sarcastically.
"No, not that. I do want to have sex with you. I just meant that I want more. I want... Holy shit. I want you to love me."
"I love you." You assure him.
"My brother's a Death Eater." He says suddenly.
"Oh. Dang. I'm sorry."
"I have pictures--"
"Oi, Padfoot." James interrupts. "What are you doing?"
"Telling her everything." He says like it's obvious.
"Bad call, mate." Remus says from behind his book.
"I have pictures of half-naked Muggle girls on my walls to spite my terrible parents." Sirius continues to you.
"All right then. A bit too much information." You tell him.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I just figured you should know. I want to marry you."
Even Peter looks up at that.
"What?" You say as everybody gapes at you both.
"I want to marry you, Y/N."

You watch Sirius' face as you walk down the aisle a year later. You still aren't accustomed to seeing him smile so honestly.
"Hey, Y/N?" Sirius grins at you as you walk out of the church.
"Yeah, Sirius?"
"I'm so bloody lucky." He smiles, picking you up and spinning you, planting a kiss on your lips. "Thank you."
"Did you just thank me for marrying you?" You give him a strange look.
"Yes. I know everybody loves me, but very few would be willing to actually marry me." He gives a nod and conceited smile.
You laugh. "It's my pleasure." You smile.
"Oh, you bet." He winks.