#13: DRABBLES: In Which Sirius Is A Girl, PG-13
Title: In Which Sirius Is A Girl (Two Variations on a Theme)
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Sirius/Remus!
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Genderswitch~ D: & not-very-polite references to the female anatomy
Summary: I DON'T EVEN WANT TO SUMMARISE THIS. JUST.
Disclaimer: All not mine.
Notes: forochel requested "Girl!Sirius", and I asked "all-the-time-Girl!Sirius, or suddenly-a-Girl!Sirius", and she said "you choose!" so I picked both. ♥s to her~
I. In Which Sirius Is A Girl
She was arch and sometimes wicked, and when she played chess she swore and cheated like a boy. ("What kind of parents would name their daughter Sirius?" James had asked incredulously, when they'd met in First Year.
"Wait till you meet my little sister," Sirius had replied.) James and Sirius formed an easy alliance against Snape, but Remus was the one she liked to tease during lessons, to hole up with in the library while James was out transfiguring bouquets for Lily. They hid among the stacks with hot chocolate and ginger snaps, and sometimes Remus would catch himself getting distracted by how the hem of her skirt fell haphazard over her knees, or the way she smiled, almost rakish.
And when Remus kissed her (in the library, with crumbs on their fingers and lips) Sirius laughed and pulled him closer by the front of his jumper; when he kissed her again (at the bottom of the stairs leading up to the girls' dormitory) she kissed him back harder.
II. In Which Sirius Is A Girl For A Day (and there are cookies)
"Those bloody cookies," snarled Sirius, "Those bloody poisonous cookies."
"I think you look nice," offered James, while Peter nodded in agreement, but Sirius had already gotten his wand out and was pointing it rather dangerously at them, so it was out of self preservation that they made their hasty exit.
Sirius rounded on Remus. "I have tits, Moony. I have fucking tits."
"Considering you didn't use to have them, I'd say they're quite nice ones," said Remus, reasonably.
"Fuck you," said Sirius, but still he moved over to collapse next to Remus on his four-poster bed.
"In fact," Remus continued, glancing appreciatively at Sirius' chest and bending to kiss him, "They're rather lovely."
"This is not happening," groaned Sirius even as he reached up to curl his hand around the back of Remus' neck. Between kisses, "You're not getting off on this."
It was almost obscene how innocent Remus could look even while he was undoing the buttons of Sirius' shirt and murmuring, "Oh, but I am."
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Sirius/Remus!
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Genderswitch~ D: & not-very-polite references to the female anatomy
Summary: I DON'T EVEN WANT TO SUMMARISE THIS. JUST.
Disclaimer: All not mine.
Notes: forochel requested "Girl!Sirius", and I asked "all-the-time-Girl!Sirius, or suddenly-a-Girl!Sirius", and she said "you choose!" so I picked both. ♥s to her~
I. In Which Sirius Is A Girl
She was arch and sometimes wicked, and when she played chess she swore and cheated like a boy. ("What kind of parents would name their daughter Sirius?" James had asked incredulously, when they'd met in First Year.
"Wait till you meet my little sister," Sirius had replied.) James and Sirius formed an easy alliance against Snape, but Remus was the one she liked to tease during lessons, to hole up with in the library while James was out transfiguring bouquets for Lily. They hid among the stacks with hot chocolate and ginger snaps, and sometimes Remus would catch himself getting distracted by how the hem of her skirt fell haphazard over her knees, or the way she smiled, almost rakish.
And when Remus kissed her (in the library, with crumbs on their fingers and lips) Sirius laughed and pulled him closer by the front of his jumper; when he kissed her again (at the bottom of the stairs leading up to the girls' dormitory) she kissed him back harder.
II. In Which Sirius Is A Girl For A Day (and there are cookies)
"Those bloody cookies," snarled Sirius, "Those bloody poisonous cookies."
"I think you look nice," offered James, while Peter nodded in agreement, but Sirius had already gotten his wand out and was pointing it rather dangerously at them, so it was out of self preservation that they made their hasty exit.
Sirius rounded on Remus. "I have tits, Moony. I have fucking tits."
"Considering you didn't use to have them, I'd say they're quite nice ones," said Remus, reasonably.
"Fuck you," said Sirius, but still he moved over to collapse next to Remus on his four-poster bed.
"In fact," Remus continued, glancing appreciatively at Sirius' chest and bending to kiss him, "They're rather lovely."
"This is not happening," groaned Sirius even as he reached up to curl his hand around the back of Remus' neck. Between kisses, "You're not getting off on this."
It was almost obscene how innocent Remus could look even while he was undoing the buttons of Sirius' shirt and murmuring, "Oh, but I am."