harry potter dancing

i’m in my prime,
not withering and old.
but i refuse to play
your wicked games any longer.

i know this tether is unbreakable,
but you make me feel like i’m interchangeable.
you drew a target on my heart,
when did this become fatal attraction?

i don’t have the strength,
the energy,
nor the patience
to be held hostage by your love.

so baby please don’t despair
when i say that
i’ve found the courage to
let you go.

you were never meant to be tied down in the first place.

—  believing i could love you was my mistake, c.j.n.
How the Marauders Dance


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James and Sirius:

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Sirius, Remus and James:

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Peter, James and Sirius: 

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The Whole Squad:

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Each house as: a kind of dance
  • Gryffindor: hip-hop – very physical, dance battle champions, amazing solos
  • Hufflepuff: modern jazz – group dance, popular, seems easy but requires a lot of training
  • Ravenclaw: contemporary dance – refined, sophisticated, creative
  • Slytherin: ballet – classic, graceful, disciplined

Albus and Scorpius waltzing at the annual winter ball!!

(Albus had to drag Scorpius away from the dessert table to do so :p )


“Am I to understand,” said Phineas Nigellus slowly from Harry’s left, “that my great-great-grandson – the last of the Blacks – is dead?”

Dance with me

Fem!Sirius played by @asktheblacksheep <3

The Gryffindor common room hums with laughter and music, students crammed together in a happy ensemble.

Sirius and Remi huddle together in a corner by the fire.

Sirius waves her hand dismissively.

Sirius: You’re not beating me this time, Lupin.

Remi laughs. Sirius watches her.

Remi gapes at her, stunned.

Remi reaches across to take away Sirius’s glass, and Sirius sways forward. Their faces are very close.

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Scars of the Broken (Remus Lupin x Ballerina Reader)

Harry Potter Marauder’s Era

Remus Lupin x Reader

Warnings; angst, bullying

A/n; so so so sorry this took so long! I’ve had a crazy past few weeks. This is the Remus x dancer reader requested by Anon. I hope you like it, i took a much angstier route than the last one. Again, I don’t take dance, sorry if some concepts don’t make sense in reality. Also! I’ve got a question at the end for ya’ll in the author’s note if you don’t mind putting in some feedback. thanks! now on with the story! 

(Y/n) (L/n) never thought she’d ever meet someone who understood the pain of being broken. She entered Hogwarts orphaned and muggleborn, and expected the bullying. The Pure-bloods didn’t seem fazed at her dull reactions to their words, they didn’t really care as long as their point got across. But over the years, she did care. She really did. And she put her pain into her dancing.

         It was one of those first weeks at Hogwarts, the purebloods had found her shoes, and teased her. ‘Filthy mudbloods and their silly ways, you must be a terrible dancer.’

         Back then, shoes were a light, pale pink satin. But after years of excessive dancing, they’d worn old and dull. She danced in them so roughly, her skin broke, and blood stained the once beautiful shoes. So she colored them with a red sharpie over Christmas holiday, and never picked them up again, until the words finally turned into bruises.

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