So, this is me reading for the very first time the Harry Potter books in English and, as the Ravenclaw and hopeless Jily shipper that I am, I have decided to collect in a post all the bits and pieces that are what we actually know about the Marauders Era. It’s not really supposed to serve any main purpose, but entertain myself. Yes, ‘easily pleased’ and blah blah blah. Although, if anyone looking for help while writing a fic or whatever were to stumble upon my very humble post… Well, good to be of any help, you’re very welcome and, please, send your fic/meta post/etc my way! If you don’t mind, of course.
Disclaimer: I DO NOW OWN ANY OF THE FOLLOWING QUOTES. So, please, nobody sue me or whatever. J.K. Rowling is my Queen and go bow at her, if you feel like it. Nicely put there, Marcella, really (even started writing in third person, good).
Harry Potter and the Philopher’s Stone
Mrs Potter was Mrs Dursley’s sister, but they hadn’t met for several years; in fact, Mrs Dursley pretended she didn’t have a sister, because her sister and her good-for-nothing husband were as unDursleyish as it was possible to be.
'What they’re saying,’ she pressed on, 'is that last night Voldemort turned up in Godric’s Hollow. He went to find the Potters. The rumors is that Lily and James Potter are - are - that they’re - dead.’
A low rumbling sound had broken the silence between them. It grew steadily louder as they looked up and down the street for some sign of a headlight; it swelled to a roar as they both looked up at the sky - and a huge motorbike fell out of the air and landed on the road in front of them. […] 'Borrowed it, Professor Dumbledore, sir, […] Young Sirius Black lent it to me [Hagrid].’
'Oh, she [Lily] got a letter just like that and disappeared off to that - that school - and came home every holiday with her pockets full of frog-spawn, turning teacups into rats. I was the only one who saw her for what she was - a freak! But for my mother and father, oh no, it was Lily this and Lily that, they were proud of having a witch in the family!’ […] 'Then she met that Potter at school and they left and got married and had you […]’
'Now, yer mum an’ dad [Lily and James] were as good a witch an’ wizard as I ever knew. Head Boy an’ Head Girl at Hogwarts in their day!’
'You [Harry] have your mother’s eyes. It seems only yesterday she was in here [at Ollivander’s] herself, buying her first wand. Ten and a quarter inches long, swishy,made of willow. Nice wand for charm work.’ […] 'Your father, on the other hand, favoured a mahogany wand. Eleven inches. Pliable. A little more power and excellent for transfiguration.’
Then she [McGonagall] suddenly smiled. 'Your father would have been proud,’ she said. 'He was an excellent Quidditch player himself.’
Something fluid and silvery grey went slithering to the floor, where it lay in gleaming folds. […] Harry picked the shining silvery cloth off the floor. It was strange to the touch, like water woven into material. 'It’s an Invisibility Cloak,’ said Ron […] Your father left this in my possession [Dumbledore’s] before he died.
[…] reflected behind him, were at least ten others. […] She was a very pretty woman. She had dark red hair and her eyes - her eyes are just like mine, Harry thought, edging a little closer to the glass. Bright green - exactly the same shape, but then he noticed that she was crying; smiling, but crying at the same time. The tall, think, black-haired man standing next to her put his arm around her. He wore glasses, and his hair was very untidy. It stuck up at the back, just like Harry’s did. […] Harry looked into the faces of the other people in the mirror and saw other pairs of green eyes like his, other noses like his, even a little old man who looked as though he had Harry’s knobbly knees - Harry was looking at his family.
'He [Snape] was at Hogwats with your father, didn’t you know? They loathed each other.’
'Yes, boy, your parents were brave… I killed your father first and he put up a courageous fight… but your mother needn’t have died… she was trying to protect you…’
'Your father used it [the Invisibility Cloak] mainly for sneaking off to the kitchens to steal food when he was here.’
'Well, they did rather detest each other. Not unlike yourself and Mr Malfoy. And then, your father did something Snape could never forgive. […] He saved his life. […] Professor Snape couldn’t bear being in your father’s debt…’
Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
And then he heard it again … someone was screaming, screaming inside his head … a woman … 'Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry!’ 'Stand aside, you silly girl … stand aside, now …’ 'Not Harry, please no, take me, kill me instead-’ […] 'Not Harry! Please … have mercy … have mercy …’ A shrill voice was laughing, the woman was screaming, and Harry knew no more.
'They planted the Whomping Willow the same year that I arrived at Hogwarts. People used to play a game, trying to get near enough to touch the trunk. In the end, a boy called Davey Gudgeon nearly lost an eye, and we were forbidden to go near it.
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