a childhood filled with magic

  • what if draco moved out the mansion after the war
  • i mean he’s got a child now would you want your son to grow up in such a haunted place i don’t think so
  • maybe he gets a nice house in a peaceful neighbourhood
  • perhaps even a muggle neighbourhood
  • draco doesn’t have to live being reminded of the terrible things that took place in his childhood home
  • scorpius gets to grow up in a safe enviroment with no marks of war
  • astoria makes sure everything is bright and light and there are no dark corners with bad memories to distress her boys
  • scorpius childhood is filled with magical stuff and muggle stuff draco doesn’t fully understand but hey his kid is happy
  • they’ve even got some wizard neighbours
  • of course their few wizard neighbours are the potters and some weasleys though
  • of course
  • their children grow up together
  • albus potter is the president of the scorpius protection squad at the playground
  • astoria and ginny have tea together during playdates and complain about their husbands
  • draco and harry have a very awkward kind of but not quite friendship going on since their boys are joined at the hip
  • albus and scorpius go to hogwarts
  • james will beat the crap out of you if you mess with his little brother and his best friend so back off
  • they’re weird yes but it’s none of your business get the hell out and leave them alone
  • they spend pretty much every holiday together be it at the school or at home
  • but then scorpius goes to france to visit his grandmother in fifth year
  • and he comes back like a fricking super model
  • suddenly everyone fancies malfoy
  • albus is pissed
  • scorpius just laughs it off
  • they date
  • “potter can you keep your son inside your house for merlin’s sake you live across the street why is this child here all the time does he not have a bed i swear to god if he comes through the window one more time i’m calling the police albus just use the goddamn door”
  • this got so long i’m so sorry but i just think about the malfoy and the potters being neighbours all the time

So I’m still going to be writing a one shot of this but I just wanted to write some quick headcanons about the house with the red door (probably my favorite ending lol)

  • after the Battle for the Dawn Dany and Jon decide they have no interest in ruling the Seven Kingdoms anymore and decide to go away somewhere and live in peace. They leave Tyrion in charge to organize free and fair elections and leave for the Free Cities in search of Dany’s house with the red door
  • for the first year they travel aimlessly, more exploring than anything else. They go to all of the Free Cities (Lys and Braavos are their favorites). They’re married in a small ceremony in Lys and spend the night on the beach together
  • nine months later they welcome their first daughter. Dany is seized with a new desire to go home; she wants to settle down and raise her children in a place that will always be home to them
  • it takes another two years (and another child, this one a son) before they finally find it. Dany has almost given up hope; they’ve contacted so many informants who claim to have found the house, only for it to be wrong. But she knows the house when she sees it, even when she sees the door covered in faded red paint from years of sun exposure and the stump of a tree that once held lemons
  • she goes inside first; even though everything is different, even though there are different servants and different carpets on the floor and different tapestries on the walls, it feels like home. It feels like she never left
  • her old bedroom isn’t even a bedroom anymore; someone’s turned it into a sitting room. But she’d know it anywhere. The walls are the same colors and in the baseboards she finds the letters D and T carved in shaky script, from a night before she left
  • her children grow up in Braavos; they know the canals, they know which vendors give the best prices on fish, and they know how to sail by starlight. When her eldest is five Jon gets a boat and sometimes he and the children will spend days out on the water fishing
  • there are two other children, both girls. They all have Dany’s blonde hair (which Jon always thinks is completely unfair) but their son and youngest daughter have darker blond hair so he has to content himself with that
  • there’s a wide open meadow behind the house for the dragons and the children love to play outside; even though the dragons are humongous they’re always gentle to the young Targaryens. They let them climb on their backs and slide down their flanks and every so often they take them on short rides in the starlight (even though they’re not technically their riders)
  • Dany learns the patterns and constellations of the stars and the stories behind them and tells them to her children when they can’t sleep. The sky above their heads is filled with stars
  • if she thinks hard enough about it, she can pretend that she never left
  • some nights she sits outside with Jon on the front step, where the door closed in her face forever, watching their children play in the street. The door is open slightly behind them, letting in the cool night air
  • the children always known there’s something different about their family; ravens are always coming from Westeros and sometimes strangers come that lead to hours of closed door meetings but it’s not until they’re adults that they learn that they could have been royalty in the Seven Kingdoms
  • at first they wish they’d gotten a chance to wear crowns and grow up in a castle but then they don’t mind so much because their childhoods were filled with love and magic, with starlight and no one looking at them twice
  • all the children get married in the house (except for their second daughter, who doesn’t get married). Their eldest and youngest children give birth in the house too, in the same bed that their mother gave birth to them 
  • the children leave for faraway destinations-one chooses to settle back in Westeros, another in Lys, another dreams of colonizing Valyria, and still another is drawn to the Summer Islands. But they always come back to the house for important occasions, for weddings and children, taking meals around the same big wooden table they did when they were young
  • it always smells like flowers because Dany always keeps fresh bouquets on all of the end tables
  • they die in that house, attaining spectacular ages and witness to the births of grandchildren and great-grandchildren alike. They pass away minutes apart, with their family around them and a new lemon tree growing strong and proud outside the window

All three dragons are alive and well, the children are the same ones I’ve used in previous posts-Rhaenyra, Daeron, Elaena, and Visenya. 

I don’t think this is how the story will end but it’s a really sweet idea 

because some of y'all ugly snape/snily stans are really getting on my nerves, here are some gentle reminders about the overly pompous arse: james potter— boy extraordinaire

• james grows up in a happy family. his childhood is filled with first magic celebrations and awkward tumbles from quidditch practices and it’s an overall, nice kind of picturesque apple pie life

• so when james goes to hogwarts and boards the train it’s not— it’s not anything new. at least not yet.

• it’s not until he finds himself at odds in finding a seat that it really strikes him as a whole new world compared to something that always seemed given to him

• so robes and wand in hand, he swerves past bustling students (damn him and his athletic abilities) and peers into a nearly full compartment

• he knocks lightly (okay, loudly, alright? when has james ever done anything without a thundering finesse) and a boy with straw hair and sullen eyes slides the door open and offers a silent sweep of his hand to an empty space next to a boy with dark grey eyes and a contorted expression of a scowl and a grin. he’s a black: james has seen him in passing when the rare invitation for galas or balls somehow finds its way into the potter house; sirius was his name. sirius orion. james remembers laughing when he first heard about him.

• when their robes are changed and a mousy kid named peter starts talking with more excitement, sirius cracks open a smile and remus chews on a chocolate bar and james realizes that magic isn’t something you take, but something to be given.

• he meets lily

• and it’s like—

• it’s like the world tilts on a dangerous axis and starts spinning off course

• it’s like she’s the centre of everything, and the very thought of her sends him in orbit with brand new fervour

• lily’s the exact moment that james realizes that magic isn’t something to abuse, but something to cherish and hold, and break into parts until it fits into the heart of someone else

but the thing is.

the thing is is that she hates him

• so naturally, he hates snape

• and it’s childish and crude, and if anyone asks him in later years, he would say that snape deserved every bit of it

• but in truth, he would recall the quiet and warm voice of remus, snuggled in a fetal position on the gryffindor common room couch, mumbling in the wee hours of dawn

• ‘lily isn't— lily isn’t something you own, you know? she’s like the muse of every artist, but she isn’t some untouchable painting, prongs. she's— she’s human. nothing less, and nothing more. you shouldn’t immortalize her, that’s the same thing as snape’s twisted fantasy of his minuscule chance with her.’

• and james had blinked over the glaring light of his horrid glasses and paused into nothingness— too quiet, that remus had lifted his head to check if he was still breathing

• and then he had laughed and said, ‘do you have a crush on her or something? is she you’re mate? is that even a thing??’

• the ‘fuck off, prongs.’ wasn’t missed to james’ ears

• skip through time a little and he stops obsessing. he doesn’t steal obscene plants from the greenhouse to present to her, and he stops paying the ghosts to sing renditions of elvis songs in the middle of the great hall

• and it’s not until sixth year that lily starts to notice

• so the first date goes along smoothly, and the first hand hold is without any sweaty palms, and the first hug is comfortable enough

• but the first kiss is absolutely awful

• there’s fumbling and teeth against teeth and it’s all very trial and error

• and then lily tilts her head back; all soft eyes, and bright hair, and golden mind, and james can see the glow of fire around her in the setting sun

• 'it’s okay, james.’ she says. 'we’re okay.’ and she slowly leans in again, and meets her mouth against his and she tastes like home. warm, and pliant, and pure happiness.

• when they go into hiding years later, james still visibly sags with relief every time he hears the familiar coo of harry’s giggle, and the everlasting wonder of lily’s sighs of content

• and when voldemort leaves his body cold and empty, he remembers the taste of her lips against his.

• home and magic and everything good in between.

anonymous asked:

Any good wolfstar fanfiction you recommend? (Lots of fluff preferably) ^-^

Man, looking for these fics has made me realized how many really angst and sad fics I read. But here you go anon! I hope you enjoy these fics as much as I did.

Within White Space by mustntgetmy (PG, 9k)

Non-magic AU. Remus spends his all his lunch breaks the same way: he sits at the university cafe, orders the cheapest thing on the menu, and stares at Sirius. Getting a good long, look at Sirius (and fantasizing about said look) is all Remus expects from Sirius. But Sirius has never been one for fulfilling expectations.

da mi basia mille by scioscribe (T, 2k)

“There’s a Roman bloke, Catullus, who wrote about snogging a lesbian, or something like that, and anyway, he said da mi basia mille, give me a thousand kisses, and I spelled it. Ensorceled it. Made it into a thingy.” He pushed the envelope up towards Remus’s mouth. “Say the Latin part and kiss it.” (it’s angsty, but really sweet)

if you’re gonna be the death of me that’s how i wanna go by accioromulus (E, 1k)

Seventeen year-old boys do not fall in-love, especially with one another.

Entwined Fingers and a Kiss by notsoinnocentfangirl (T, 2k)

Becaue ever relationship has to progress sometime, going from shyly entwined fingers to the very first press of lips against lips. Here’s Sirius’ and Remus’ first kiss.

ocean sound by lupinely (M, 3k)

A cottage by the sea, and the turning of a year.

Night: Shadows from Five Billion Trees by Amuly (E, 4k)

Every childhood is filled with magic – school of witchcraft and wizardry or no. 

Vigil Strange I Kept by whitmans_kiss (M, 11k)

Remus’ lycanthropy has caused his body to seriously deteriorate over the years due to the constant stress of the transformations, and by his fifty-sixth birthday, it’s certain that he won’t live to finish out the year. However, a cure has recently been discovered - but what if the cure is just as bad as the disease? (this one’s angsty too)

Lost And Found by rosie_writes (T, 14k)

Imagine a universe in which Remus never went to Hogwarts. The Marauders never became Animagi, and so Peter had nowhere to run when Sirius cornered him after the Potters’ deaths. Peter was the one who ended up in Azkaban, whilst Sirius was granted custody of Harry.

And A Star To Steer Her By by  ceredwensirius (E, 21k)

In which James and Sirius are pirates, Lily runs a brothel, Peter is a sailor, and Remus is a lot of things.

A Second Chance by moonypads (T, 62k)

After dying some wizards are given the option to be reincarnated.  They get to live out their lives without their memories until their 12th birthday, at which time all of the memories of their past life and who they are return.  The problem is that when you are offered the choice you say “yes” or you say “no” and you don’t get find out what any of your friends have answered…

The doc is the courtesy of remussiriusetc because the original posting is no longer available (or just doesn’t work for me?)

When the Wolf Comes Home by QueenyMidas (T, 4k)

Remus Lupin has just died on the battlefield, survived by a son that isn’t even biologically his. When he reaches the afterlife, it becomes apparent that even though his time on earth his done his story is certainly not over. Compliant with all Deathly Hallows canon.

  • JK Rowling 1997-2007: Here, I give you your childhood. It is precious and magical, filled with witches and wizards, loyal friendships, and brave adventures. In this childhood, you will witness friendships grow and romances develop. Believe in these characters, children. Believe in their love, because love is real and powerful and magical.
  • JK Rowling 2014: JK everything you believed was a lie I made up, and now I don't even believe in it anymore. LOL BYE