A/N: Haven’t written a Harry Potter imagine yet, and I adore the Marauders!
I grimaced as the marauders began to confidently saunter towards my group and I whom were at the far corner of the court yard. Sirius leant on the cobblestone wall to my left, and James simply stood with a hand on his hip and a snarky expression. Peter Pettigrew, the actual fucking rat winked at me, and I swear I almost vomited. Remus stood towards the back of the group, staring down at his books shyly. "Moony, you coward, do what we came here to do,“ James huffed, a smirk forming onto his lips as Sirius stepped towards the boy and shoved him into me. The next thing I knew I’d hit the ground with a thud, and Remus landed on top of me, books sprawled across the leaf-littered grass. The lanky, awkward boy looked at me for a moment, before scrambling off of me, shooting his hand out towards me. I accepted his offer, and he pulled me off of my back.
[Image description: two photos of a woman standing indoors, one a full-length shot and the other three-quarters. She is white and has dark brown hair, shaved on the sides and worn curly off to one side on top. She wears glasses with frames that are tortoiseshell on top and clear, pink-tinted plastic on bottom. She wears a purple dress that hits above the knee, an open-front mustard yellow cardigan that ends below the hip, and a scarf around her neck in pale blue, navy blue, purple, and mustard floral. She wears dark tights and dark brown lace-up mid-calf boots with metallic toe caps. The background contains a light wood-colored dresser, a pale teal bar cart with glasses and bottles of alcohol, and a pale green wall filled with many pieces of framed art.]
Dying over how well all these colors go together! I sometimes avoid these sorts of bright color pairings lest I look like I’m really into some sports team (and as I am in Vikings country, this one is particularly dangerous), but the inclusion of the floral scarf helps mitigate that.
Dress: Gift | Cardigan: Old Navy | Scarf: H&M | Boots: Born