gryffindor sweater

the boy who stole sweaters

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Remus catches you stealing his sweaters

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You sat curled up in one of the enormous lounge chairs in the common room, reading a book and cuddling a box of tissues. The seasonal devil of sickness had gotten to you and now you were going to be sniffling in all your classes. Not only that, but to even consider getting out of bed you had to put on three sweaters. It’s a good thing Remus basically lived next door.

By some miracle, good ol’ Shrimpy (otherwise known as Remus J. Lupin) had grown to be 6 feet tall in the last few years, allowing you to layer an extra two of his sweaters over yours and comfortably navigate he drafty castle.

Just as you turned the page- hoping dearly that Achilles and Patroclus would finally be allowed happiness- your book was snatched out of your hands. You frowned and glared up at the 6'2 monster towering above you. “What on Earth possessed you to do that?” You growled, snatching your book from his hand and carefully marking the page you were to continue on to. In the near silence of the common room you couldn’t help but notice as Remus grumbled something under his breath.

“Would you like to share with the class?” You prompted, standing and putting your hands on your hips.

“I said that that is my sweater,” Remus accused.

“Yes, it is,” You agreed, looking down at the dark grey sweater hanging to your thighs.

“I almost missed breakfast looking for it.”

You smiled slightly and shrugged, reaching for a tissue to wipe your running nose. “I’m sorry, but as you can see it’s for a good cause,” You said, settling back in your chair.

After a quiet Remus-like sigh he joined you, sitting down in the chair next to yours. “We missed you down at dinner,” He said, pulling out a little napkin and unrolling it. Inside was a slightly crushed berry tart. You smiled.

“Is that so?”

“Of course,” He nodded, passing the treat over and then relaxing in his chair.

There was a moment of silence.

“This doesn’t mean you can keep my sweaters.”

“We’ll see.”

Each house when: the house is on fire, the first thing you grab
  • Gryffindor: favourite luck sweater – moving forward
  • Hufflepuff: precious photo album – protect your favourites
  • Ravenclaw: sketch book – creativity first
  • Slytherin: childhood stuffed animal – preserve your roots
the houses as autumn aesthetics
  • slytherin: cold and grey mornings, walking barefoot on the cold floor, drinking coffee in the morning, wool socks, relaxing after a stressful day
  • ravenclaw: waking up early, looking out the window while drinking hot tea, staying up for too long reading a book u like, falling asleep to the sound of rain
  • gryffindor: sweaters that are too big, walking in the forest while quietly singing, sitting infront of the fireplace when its cold, vanilla scented candles
  • hufflepuff: wearing jackets that are too big, taking a walk while its raining, wool sweaters, kicking leaves while ur walking, autumn scented candles
Being a Ravenclaw and Dating a Gryffindor Would Include...

Request : Being a Ravenclaw girl and dating a Gryffindor guy would involve? Thanks and I will give feedback from now on babe💕

A/N : I love you so muc whoever you are. Feedback is the only way I know if my writing is good since im really not confident, so if there is no feeback, I won’t write guys…

Originally posted by mandrakescry


Being a Ravenclaw girl and dating a Gryffindor guy would involve:

-wearing his Gryffindor sweater, so people would get confused about what house you’re in

-always spending the night in his dorm, so basically the whole Gryffindor common room knows you

-him always eating at the Ravenclaw table with you

-always talking in your classes together

-always sitting together in class

-him always looking forwards to the subjects you have together

-studying together

-dates on weekends

-him getting out of his classes early just to walk you to your next class

-quick makeout sessions in the hallways

-him carrying your books

-EXTREME competitiveness during Quidditch matches though

-like extreme

-“Y/N I love you but for these next 2 hours, I’m a full-on Gryffindor okay?”

-“Haha that’s too bad because you know Ravenclaw is going to win.” You would reply.

-getting upset if your house loses but still getting cheered up by him and going to the Gryffindor parties

-all the teachers are aware of your relationship and deep down find you two so cute

-Even Snape, although it is very deep down

-Always being competitive in class

-“So class can you tell me what ingredient you need-“

“A BEZOAR!” he would scream out.

-“in a Polyjuice potion..” Snape would finish

-“a piece of whoever you’re turning into” you would answer, smirking.

-“10 points to Ravenclaw.”

-Going to the Yule Ball together.

-“She’s the smart one in our relationship” he would constantly say

-Him picking you up and spinning you around when you ace a test

“THAT’S MY GIRL” he would scream

-Him sending you a cheezy Valentine Howler at breakfast and watching you go red from his table

-You being so embarrassed, but secretly finding it adorable

-All in all, your relationship would be the best.

Originally posted by mandrakescry

LEMME KNOW WHAT U THINK! SEND IN REQUESTS FOR IMAGINES! LOVE ALL OF YOU SOO SOO MUCH

oh yeah, I wanted to put up a little story– 

when i went to the doctor today to get my antibiotics the nurse said her daughter would love my sweater

it’s my Gryffindor sweater.

I told her I have another one for Slytherin and I get different reactions depending on which I wear.

usually the Gryffindor one gets people going “Yeah! Fuck Slytherin!”

and the Slythein one gets people saying “No, no, why would you wear that” or “I want to steal your sweater”

Fun times with my sweaters..

Meeting The Family: Percy Weasley

Originally posted by moon-leviosa


Can I have a Percy x reader imagine where she meets his family for the first time and all of them expected her to be exactly like him, but she’s actually super cool and brings out this really laid-back awesome side of him too? (Requested)

 

Percy’s Point of View

“We’re late,” I stated as I set the two luggage down on the ground and turned to see my very pregnant girlfriend wobbling towards where I was standing in the middle of the living room.

“Sorry, I just wanted to make sure we had everything,” (Y/N) says and comes to a stop in front of me and leaned up to press a chaste kiss to my slightly cracked lips. Her blue curls framed the features of her face, her long lashes brush against her cheeks whenever she blinks and even though she was just wearing a pair of ripped jeans and a baggy Gryffindor sweater, she was still the most beautiful girl I have ever laid my eyes on.

I made sure to send our suitcases ahead of us and then wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her into my body as I pulled out the portkey and transported us to the grassy fields at the outskirts of the burrow. Once we were stable I looked down to make sure (Y/N) was doing okay before we began walking towards the oddly shaped house. While I was freaking out about my parents not liking (Y/N) she was confident that my family would absolutely love her, something about putting on the charms.

As we got closer and closer to the entrance of the burrow my palms had begun to dampen and my heart was pounding. I jumped slightly when I felt a smaller hand squeeze mine and I looked down to see (Y/N) giving me a confident smile and immediately my nerves calmed and I felt a more at ease. Pushing the front door of the house opened we were immediately greeted with the aroma of delicious cooking and loud laughter coming from the direction of the living room.

“We’re here!” I shouted throughout the home and immediately we heard multiple footsteps heading our way at a fast pace. The first to reach us was Ron and he screeched to a halt when he saw (Y/N) and shifted his eyes from her stomach to her hair and then back down to her stomach again. He opened his mouth to say something but George beat him to it when he came running in behind Ron.

“Bloody hell! I didn’t know you had it in you” George exclaimed and pushed Ron out of the way and proceeded to pat me on my back repeatedly while congratulating me on a job well done. My cheeks flushed red and I fumbled over what to reply back to him when (Y/N) beat me to it.

“Damn well he had it in him,” she says and pulls away from my body and steps forward to greet the other two red heads in the room. “I’m (Y/N) (L/N), adventurer and potions extraordinary,” she continues with a wide grin on her face. George just stared wide eye at the bold speaking woman in front of him and then broke out into a wide grin and turned to face me once more.

“You lucky bastard.”

~

After we greeted everyone and endured the shock of finding out that many would be uncles and aunts we sat down at the large table and feasted on a delicious and well cooked meal. Mom was over the moon when she found out that she would be expecting another grandchild on the way and dad was more than happy to teach another person about all the muggle items that he had acquired over the years. Watching everyone around the table I saw just how well (Y/N) really fitted in with my family.

“You know (Y/N) really does bring out the best in you Perc,” Ginny whispered to me and I look across the table to see my beautiful girlfriend in a deep conversation with Bill and Charlie about the current Dark Lord worshiper that she had managed to track down in Romania and would be using the help of the two older Weasley boys to get him trapped and ready for transportation back to Azkaban.

“She has a little bit of all of us in her and I’m sure that if Fred was here he would have loved her as well,” she continued and shifted her gaze to the chair that no one ever sat in anymore, it was reserved for someone who would never be returning home, even though the war had been a good three years ago the wounds and sorrow still ran deep and I was glad to have someone who could be my light at the end of a very dark tunnel.

“Thank you Gin, I really do love her,” I mumble and waved to (Y/N) as she looked over at me and gave me one of those beautiful and pearly white smile. I mouthed a quick ‘I love you’ and she returned it with a dimpled grin and a small wink that made me flush pink.

That girl would be the death of me.

I just want when Remus’ transformation has just ended and he’s finally human again but his body is so tired and was under so much stress that he just lies there shaking on the cold, splintering floor of the shrieking shack. This is when Sirius, James, and Peter and right fucking there with blankets and soup specially made from the house elves in the kitchen and Remus’ favorite Gryffindor sweater (it’s actually Sirius’ but who’s going to say anything? It’s Moony’s favorite…) and they help him sit up and wrap him like a burrito with all the blankets and Peter is sitting there spoon feeding him soon while Sirius just holds him tightly and James pretends to just be cracking jokes to make him feel better but really every time Remus laughs or smiles he’s searching his face go make sure he’s okay and that that smiles or laugh was real.