Sirius Black In My Drawings.

Sirius Black in my drawings.

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We’re Soulmates? {Soulmate AU} [S.B.]

Character: Sirius Black

Word Count: 2363

Requested?: Yes/No

Summary: On a random day of a random year, you will switch bodies with your soulmate, and you won’t switch back until you meet again. In which Sirius Black wakes up to find himself in a female’s body, and absolutely freaks out.

Other Parts: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Disclaimer: Gif isn’t mine, credit to whoever made it

A/n: I feel that this is all over the place if I’m honest. I will probably write a different soulmate au for Sirius instead in the future, and also a part 2 if you guys want! Also there are a few swears in this imagine, I got a little bit carried away I guess. Love you all, hope you enjoy (even if it isn’t the best)! x

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Sirius kept his eyes closed as he sat up in his bed, stretching, awaking from his night’s sleep. As he slowly opened them, he frowned. Something was different. He glanced around the room, and, though the room was similar to his own dorm, his bed was somehow on the opposite side of the room than he was used to, and there seemed to be girls laying in the beds around him.

He glanced down and realised his hair was no longer his own, and he felt much lighter than he was used to. With his hands stretched out in front of him, he could have sworn he never painted his nails, and as his hands ran up his body to his chest, he found two things that definitely weren’t there when he went to sleep the night before.

“WHAT THE FUCK?!”

Sirius’ voice carried through the room, making the other girls stir.

“What’s wrong Y/n?” One girl mumbled from her bed, still evidently half asleep, “Why are you screaming?”

Y/n?

I’m a girl!” Sirius yelled out, his eyes wide, except, his voice didn’t sound like his at all, but more like the girl’s who he hadn’t gotten along with ever since they met in first year.

"You woke me up, on a Saturday morning, at 6:30, to tell me that you’re a girl?” Y/n’s dorm mate looked at him as if he was crazy, “Babe I thought you knew that you were a girl. You’ve been a girl for the last nearly 17 years. If you didn’t know that then I don’t know what to tell you, but right now, please, if you don’t mind, lower your fucking voice because we’re all trying to sleep!”

A pillow followed the voice, hitting Sirius in the face as he grumbled to himself. Clearly he wasn’t in his own body, he was in Y/n’s, which means that she’s his-

“Soulmate? Y/n is my soulmate?” Sirius whispered in disbelief with a small shake of his head.

The tale was legendary, told from parent to child all over the world; on a special day in your life, whether that be in a few months or a few years, you would switch bodies with your soulmate, and not switch back until you finally meet up again - no matter what.

Sirius Black was possibly the only person in the world who didn’t believe the story. He thought it was a made-up myth, created to reassure children that they will find someone to love and who will love them back one day. Unlike everyone his age, he didn’t wake up and run to the mirror, hoping they had somehow switched bodies overnight.

His best friend James constantly spoke about the day he allegedly switched bodies with a vivacious Gryffindor redhead girl - Lily Evans - for a whole minute, before switching back because as it turned out they were in the same room already, but Sirius was convinced he was being pranked, James joking around with him - after all, that’s what James did; he played pranks.

Sirius spent nearly 17 years denying the fact that soulmates exist, waving off anyone’s body switching stories, but there was a small part of him, deep down, that wanted to believe it. He wanted so badly to believe that there was someone out there just for him, but he couldn’t bring himself to have that much hope - after all, there was the chance that the soulmate thing wasn’t real, or that he didn’t have a soulmate at all.

“Is this actually happening, am I in a girl’s body?” He asked himself, pushing his hair behind his ear as he tried to work out what was going on.

His confused expression soon turned into a mischievous smirk, “Wait a minute, I’m in a girl’s body!”

***

"Prongs!” Sirius yelled happily as he found his best friend. “L/n?” James frowned in confusion, “Since when have you referred to me as Prongs?” Sirius’ eyes widened, “Oh right- fuck- I mean.. Um, do you know where Black is?”

“He’s still in the dorm, said he would meet us later,” James said, “Why? You up to something?” “No no, just need to speak to her- him! But thanks anyway, bye!” Sirius ran off before James could question further, leaving his best friend to stare after the “girl” with a puzzled look on his face.

Sirius ran through the portrait hole into the Gryffindor common room, ignoring the confused stares he received. “Y/n! Y/n!” He yelled out as he bounded up the stairs, earning a few more strange looks from surrounding students.

Hearing your name being called, you opened the dorm door and grabbed a hold of Sirius’ - or, more like, your - t-shirt, pulling him into the room and closing the door behind him.

"Are you crazy?? Be quiet, people will think I’m insane for yelling my own name out like that!” You complained, crossing your arms over your chest. Sirius just grinned at you, “Nice to see you too.”

“I can’t believe this, what are you wearing? Did you run through the school in pyjamas? I’m going to kill you! That’s so embarrassing!” You said with a pout.

“You don’t look too bad, you’ve got nice legs, might as well show them off for a bit. You never do,” Sirius said as he looked down at your shorts-clad legs. “You’re disgusting honestly. And please stop looking at my legs now, it’s creepy. Black! Are you even listening to me right now?!”

Sirius looked up at you, “You know, usually I would, but it’s kind of hard when I’m being told off by myself. Especially when I look so damn good. I mean, let’s be honest here, I look hot when I’ve just rolled out of bed,” Sirius said with a smirk, reaching out to push your his hair back.

You swatted his hand away and stepped back out of his reach, “Oh for Merlin’s sake, I must’ve done something really bad in a past life for the universe to give me such an arrogant tosser for a soulmate. I think I nearly threw up this morning when I found out.”

“Don’t lie L/n, you were probably over the moon. You’re so lucky you woke up to my face this morning. I mean, it’s better than the view I woke up with!”

“Hey!” You said indignantly, frowning as Sirius shot you a lazy grin. “Oh c'mon Y/n. After years of waking up to my face, if you suddenly woke up to yours you would be a bit disheartened too,” he teased.

“You’re an insufferable prick, I hate you so much,” you grumbled. “Can’t hate me that much love, as it turns out, we’re soulmates.”

“Yes unfortunately we are- wait, why haven’t we changed back?!” Your mouth opened in shock as you looked down and you realised that you were indeed still in Sirius Black’s body.

“What are you talking about?” “After soulmates meet again, they’re supposed to change back into their bodies! Why haven’t we changed back? Black what have you done this time? Why isn’t this working?!” The worry in your voice grew more and more, and you couldn’t help the uneasy feeling in your stomach.

What if something had gone wrong and you were stuck in each other’s bodies forever? You couldn’t imagine having to live a life of detention, rebelling and pretending to be Sirius - not when the N.E.W.T.s were just around the corner.

“It wasn’t me! I didn’t do anything! Do you really think I’d want to stay in your body longer than I had to? C'mon, get real, I had the perfect body before all this, now look at me!” Sirius said, dramatically gesturing to your figure that he was now sporting.

You slapped him across the head. “Ow! That hurt!” “Good! It was supposed to!”

***

"There must be something in here that explains this situation,” you said as you carefully looked through all the books on the shelves.

“Do I really have to be here?” Sirius whined, dragging his feet as he followed you around, “It’s boring and there’s too many books.”

“If you’d just stop complaining and help me then we’d be out of here faster, wouldn’t we,” you said as you grabbed another book and started flipping through the pages to see if it held the information you need.

“All I want to do is go outside. I feel like I haven’t seen the sun in ages! I think I’ve even forgotten what a tree looks like,” Sirius exaggerated. You rolled your eyes, “It’s not like you can hang out with your friends if I let you go, you’re supposed to be being me, remember?”

Sirius scowled and mumbled something to himself, something along the lines of how much he didn’t like you, before beginning to look through the books himself.

It was around 10 minutes later, after reading out all sorts of absolutely useless facts when he finally came across something a lot more helpful.

It says here that whilst common belief is that soulmates will switch back once they have met, the truth is they only switch back once they both have feelings for one another, and have accepted them,” Sirius reads out, looking over his shoulder at you. You shoved the book you were holding and sighed in exasperation, “Please no.”

He held the book out for you to take, and you quickly skimmed the passage on the page he left open. When you got to the end, you couldn’t help but accept the fact that what he had said was indeed correct, “Oh fuck me.”

Sirius smirked at you, “Gladly babe.” Your head whipped around to shoot him a glare, one that could have melted glass, “Shut up Black!”

You sighed, turning back to the book. “Clearly this,” you lighting tapped the page, “isn’t going to happen for a while, so I guess we’re just going to have to accept that we’re not switching back yet. I can’t believe this, I’m going to actually have to pretend to be you until then and- oh shit, you’re going to have to pretend to be me!”

That’s easy, look I can be you already,” he coughed and stood up straight, “I hate Black. He’s an insufferable prick who thinks he’s so much better than everyone else!”

"That’s not bad actually.” “See? I can do this. The hard part is you trying to be me. No one can pull it off like I can,” Sirius smiled smugly, making you roll your eyes yet again.

You’re two-dimensional, a paper cut-out. Everyone knows exactly who and what you are, and literally anybody could pretend to be you with ease. I mean all they have to do is compliment themselves constantly, and run a hand through their hair, all the while trying to charm the knickers off every girl that walks past,” you deadpanned.

Sirius frowned at you, “Not every girl, not you.” “Oh I’m so offended, that’s going to scar me for life, I’m going to need weeks of therapy to get over the fact that Sirius Black doesn’t want me,” you said in a sarcastic heartbroken voice as you dramatically clutched your chest. You shook your head a him before continuing in your normal voice, “In order to make being me really believable, you’re going to need to know some more things about me. You don’t know enough to make this work!”

"Y/n, please. I know more about you than you think. I’ll list some things shall I? I know you like to cut the crusts off your toast in the morning because it reminds you of your childhood. You like walking around the school grounds alone, just so you can think about life. You bite your lip constantly when you’re nervous or deep in thought. You enjoy reading in front of the fire with a blanket wrapped around you because it makes you feel at peace.

I know you hate being the centre of attention because you hate the way you blush so easily. You keep photos of your family in your pocket because you miss them and you want to feel like they are with you. I know you know about Remus’ condition and that you were really the one that hexed Snivellus just before he could tell everyone about it.

You constantly make sure that you know everything you can about everything because you’re afraid of failing, not just with grades but failing your family or your friends. You carry your wand around with you constantly, not because you have to, or for your safety, but because you love being a witch and you’re afraid that someday someone will take that from you. Y/n, I’ve known you since you were 11. I know more things about you than you could ever even begin to think, so don’t tell me that I don’t know enough about you, because I know nearly everything.”

You stared at him in shock. Your breath caught in your throat, and a strange fluttering feeling erupted in your stomach, “How do you know all of that?”

“Because I just do, alright? I notice things about you that other people probably haven’t and won’t ever will. But it doesn’t matter anyway, we’ve been in here far too long and honestly I don’t think I’ve ever even been in the library before. Madame Pince keeps looking at you suspiciously. You need to go and find Prongs, Moony and Wormtail, they’ll be wondering where I am right about now, and so will everyone else.”

You nodded, “Right, yeah. I’ll just… go and find them now.” You slowly stood up and picked up the book with the soulmate information in, slotting it back into its place on the shelf before walking away from him in a slight daze, your mind reeling. Just exactly how and why did Sirius Black know all that about you?

As Sirius stared after you with a sigh, he couldn’t help but think of you. He preferred life so much more before all of this soulmate crap. Before this, he was certain he didn’t like you, but now he wasn’t so sure.

THIS WAS SO BEAUTIFUL AND PERFECT FROM START TO FINISH 🥺 I LOVE IT SO MUCH

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word count / 5.4k

warnings / mentions alcohol briefly. angsty asf, but fluff ending. bit of a steamy makeout, but no smut.

a/n / please give this fic all the love, it means so much to me. I’m so proud of it. it’s a fic that’s I enjoyed writing and one that I feel like improved my skills as a writer. I just adore it, lemme know what you think :’)

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George stood in the corner of the shop, helping a mother pick out a birthday present for her son. Fred was by the counter, sorting through a few envelopes. 

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