im padfoot

if you come to me, on this day, the day of my birthday, and tell me that james potter did not enter his mate, sirius black, into a dog show competition, made it to the final round, and then was beaten by narcissa black’s poodle… i want you off my dash, and off my blog this instant


Messrs Prongs, Wormtail, Padfoot and Moony  🎶

Remus/James frienship headcanons

(Does this brOTP even have a name?)

- James was the first one to talk to Remus when he got on the Hogwarts Express.
- Remus had never in his life been more grateful that the first thing James asked wasn’t about his scars, but rather “you don’t happen to have a sock I can burn, do you?”
- James gave Sirius The Talk™ about hurting Remus way before he gave it to Remus.
- James took Remus’s side more often than not when he and Sirius had a row (both because usually Remus was right, and because he knew he needed someone to keep Sirius on check so he didn’t let his tongue too loose).
- Remus asked James for quidditch theory lessons just so he could understand what him and Sirius talked about, and James’s eyes swelled up a bit that day.
- Prongs was usually the only one Moony allowed to approach him first during full moons, even before Padfoot.
- There were only two things that really (and I mean /really/) made James angry: Sirius’s family, and anyone who dared say anything remotely rude about/to Remus (Peter too, but mostly Remus). People knew better than to mess with either of those subjects in front of him.
- James was the one to give Moony his nickname.
- After a failed attempt to ask Lily out, James would make a joke out of it, but Remus would be the only one to later find him frowning at himself in the mirror. He would put a hand on James’s shoulder, look him in the eye and say, “it’s got nothing to do with the way you look, mate. Just give it time.”
- Where Sirius and James understood each other without words, James and Remus would be the opposite. They used SO MANY words. They could have hours-long conversations using complicated phrases and long, old-english words just for fun.
- James would literally kill for Remus. He almost did, once, but they don’t talk about it.
- Remus would die for James. He almost did that twice. No need to say they don’t talk about that either.

For @captofthesswolfstar

  • Sirius: When I'm tired, I start to laugh at the littlest things, it's ridiculous
  • Frank: Come on, it can't be that bad
  • James: No mate you don't understand, last week, come 2am he was so tired he started pissin himself laughing because his shoes sat on the ground at a right angle to each other
  • Remus: It's hella bad

Is anyone else surprised there hasn’t been a professional Marauders movie and/or book?

Like seriously. We have published fanfiction and a five-part movie series based off of A TEXTBOOK, an official website, and the best part of Universal Studios : and nobody’s thought of taking up a Harry Potter Marauders series? Or at least a singular book?

Marauders during exam time

James Potter: “No, don’t speak to me. I’m trying to pass here.”

Remus Lupin: “Well if you revised all the material as you were given throughout the year, you wouldn’t have to cram now.”

Sirius Black: “Both of you just stay quiet for half an hour. [five mins later] No I can’t concentrate. Prongssss speak to meeee.”

Peter Pettigrew: “It’s exam time?”


A/N: So, I was going through my drafts and I found this, and I think this is okay??

Warnings: Swearing, SPOILERS ABOUT PJ IF YOU HAVENT READ THEM ALL (why wouldn’t you though, they’re amazing!!)

House of Reader: Hufflepuff (Sorry not sorry)


It wasn’t that you were quiet. It’s just you weren’t very open, and you were very shy. You liked to listen to what others said, other than actually speaking. Okay, maybe that qualifies as being quiet, but you couldn’t help it! It just always came naturally to let people talk, and you liked listening rather than when any attention was on you. And it got even worse when people found out that you were the younger sister or Sirius Black and twin to Regulus Black.

Nobody ever guessed that such a quiet Hufflepuff could ever be related to such loud and demanding people. But being loud wasn’t in your nature, you would much rather be the listener, knowing that that was always an important friend to be. Most of your friends would vent to you, and you would be perfectly fine with that. The only 2 people that knew that you were actually very loud and weird were your brothers. You loved them both dearly, so whenever one would complain about the other, you did your best to defend the other brother, and you desperately wished that they could get along, because you knew that if they did the three of you would have so much fun. 

But, the problem with having two overprotective brothers, was that any time any boy (other than them) came within 5 feet of you, the two of them would rush over, Regulus dragging you away, as Sirius threatened to kill the boy, then coming over to you and Regulus always asking if you were okay. It seemed that the two of them only ever got along when a boy was remotely close to you. The only time any boy was allowed near you was when it was either one of their friends that they trusted immensely and one of them was around. Every time this happened you would roll your eyes at them, before insisting that you were perfectly capable of taking care of yourself, thank you very much. And when they kept on talking you would roll your eyes before marching away from them, yelling at them that they didn’t have to monitor your every move. Often you would ignore them for days, feeling that they thought you were too weak, until they both apologized profusely and promised to never do it again. Until they did it again. It happened far too often, and you were sick of it.

You were walking to the Great Hall for lunch, nose buried in a book about an American boy who had to save the world because he was part Greek-god. You were currently reading the fourth book of the series, internally screaming when  the main female character kissed the boy.

“Annabeth glared at me like she was going to punch me. And then she did something that surprised me even more. She kissed me. 

‘Be careful, Seaweed Brain.’ She put on her hat and vanished. I probably would’ve sat there for the rest of the day, staring at the lava and trying to remember what my name was, but the sea demons jarred me back to reality.”

Hey, (Y/N).” You heard someone call, causing your head to whip up, seeing one of your brother’s best friend, Remus Lupin, jogging till he stood next to you.

“Hello, Remus.” You smiled meekly, waving slightly to the boy who was towering over you.

“Hey, watch’a reading?” He asked, peering over your shoulder to look at the book.

You stuck your thumb in the book to keep your page before showing him the cover. 

His eyes lit up. “Don’t tell me what happened. I’m reading The Titan’s Curse.” 

Your eyes widened. “How far have you gotten?” 

“Well, I’ve gotten to the part in the desert. I read yesterday up to where Bianca dies before I slammed the book shut and threw it across the room.”

You laughed a bit. “Let me guess, you ran over to make sure it was okay, and you haven’t read it because you refuse to acknowledge that Bianca is dead.”

He laughed a bit with you. “I did that right after I cried. God, that death messed me up.”

You laughed a bit, feeling sorry for him before placing your hand on his arm. “I’m sorry. That death was awful, but, not spoiling, you should prepare yourself.”

“Oh shit, yeah. The prophecy was something like: ‘Five shall go west to the goddess in chains,

One shall be lost in the land without rain,

The bane of Olympus shows the trail,”’

“’Campers and Hunters combined prevail,

The Titan’s curse must one withstand,

And one shall perish by a parent’s hand.” You finished for him. “Yeah, expect another death.”

“Shit, I don’t think I can take another death.”

“Yeah, the next one is awful.”

His eyes lit up with realization. “That’s why Chiron didn’t go! If Kronos was raised, then Chiron thought he would be killed!”

“Bingo.” You said, winking and snapping before pointing at him. 

He laughed a bit, patting your head. “I didn’t ever know you were so talkative.”

You rolled your eyes at him, punching his shoulder playfully. “Well you found my weakness; talking to another Rick Riordan nerd.”

“Well, forgive me,” he said jokingly, laughing a bit. “You’re hardly ever this loud.”

“Well, neither are you, Lupin.” You replied, a slight smirk on your face.

“Touché, Black.” He said, an eyebrow raised, nodding his head slightly, as if he were impressed. “I’m starting to see where the Hufflepuff ends and the Black begins.”

You laughed a bit at that, before lightly smacking his arm. “Oh, shut it.” You giggled a bit. “I’m nowhere near as bad as either of my brothers.”

He smirked, laughing a bit with you. “That’s true. You’re much sweeter and more adorable than either of them.”

You felt your cheeks heat up, as you looked at the ground, a grin creeping onto your face. You looked up at Remus, before leaning over to kiss him on the cheek. “Well, you’re pretty sweet and adorable yourself.” You said, your face feeling as it were burning up.

He singed his arm around your shoulder, pulling you into his chest as the two of you kept walking. He placed a kiss to the top of your head. “Well, whatever I am pales in comparison to who you are, (Y/N) Black.”

The beautiful moment between the two of you was interrupted as both of your brothers shouted out for you. 

“Oi, Moony!!” “Listen prat, hands off of her!” “Moony, you better fucking take your hands off of her, if you want to live!” “(Y/N), move away from him, now!”

They shouted very similar things, but the general idea was gotten, seeing as Remus removed his arm from your shoulder, lifting his hands in surrender, and you had stepped away from him, and turned to your brothers, your arms crossed, and looking pissed.  

The two of them had ran and caught up to the two of you. You turned to your brothers, thoroughly pissed off, and narrowed your eyes at them. 

“No, shut up.” You snapped, as both of them started to speak. “Listen, you two need to piss off. I’m not your daughter, so stop playing the overprotective card. Not to mention, we were fucking talking about books!” You yelled at them.

“Didn’t look like it from where we were.” Sirius all but snarled out. 

“Looked like he had his fucking arm around you and he kissed your head.” Regulus growled. 

You looked at them, and scoffed with disbelief. “I can’t believe you two. Do you think I’m so incapable of making my own decision!? I’m capable! If anything, I’m more capable than either of you! All the two of you ever do is rebel against everything, or follow all the rules, no matter how much that fucks either of you up! I do what is right! I’m always trying to stop the two of you from killing each other, but it seems like the only time you get along is when I’m involved! Just solve your own fucking problems, I’m sick of doing it for you! I just want to live my own fucking life! So, if you two aren’t going to let that happen because I’m your fucking sister, than, as of this moment, consider yourself sisterless!” You turned on your heel, “Good day!” You yelled before you stormed away from them.

Later you found yourself sitting on the leather couch, finishing up The Battle of The Labyrinth, in the Gryffindor common room, able to hear both of your brothers still yelling at Remus. You had gone up about an hour ago, to apologize, the guilt of what you had said crushing you. (You and Regulus both knew the password, due to Sirius’ and Regulus’ overprotective behaviour, when they tried to figure out ways to “protect” you.)

You heard a huff, and feet pounding on the stone stairs, as someone from the boys dorm walked into the Common room, muttering under their breath. You looked over the top of your book, to see Remus plop into a chair, still muttering and looking at the fire in the fireplace, a smoldering look on his face, before looking up, and screeching.

“Are you always this quiet!?” He asked you, one hand over his chest as if to stop his pounding heart. He wasn’t expecting anyone else to be in the common room, and seeing you, seemingly appear out of nowhere made him very jumpy and nervous. Well, more jumpy and nervous than usual.

You looked around the room, a look of confusion on your face, as you looked shrugged your shoulders before answering his question. “I was reading?” 

He nodded his head in acknowledgment, before apologizing. “Um, I’m sorry. That was rude of me. I just wasn’t expecting anyone to be in here, especially not you, after what you said.” He trailed off, as the two of you avoided eye contact, the awkwardness of the situation setting it. 

“Yes, well, I came here to apologize. I felt really fucking awful about it as soon as I said it.” 

“I understand. But, honestly, they kinda deserved it. They’re always very protective of you, and now they’re more suspicious.”

“Suspicious of what?” You asked, tilting your head slightly, thoroughly confused.

“Well, they’re always suspicious when you’re around other guys, and they made it clear that they don’t want you to be with anyone, and they told me that I need to fuck off, because I’ll only end up hurting you.”

“Hurting me?” You were still confused, because you already knew all of this, and he just seemed to be going around in circles not making any sense.

“God, and they say Sirius is the thick one!” He moaned out, burying his face in his hands.

“Excuse you!?”

“They know that I like you, and they don’t want us dating.” He whispered out, as quickly as he possible could, almost speaking incoherently.

You were still confused, and now it seemed that your brain was working faster by the second. Remus Lupin, your brother’s best friend had a crush on you? He actually liked you? As the revelation started processing in your head, you just looked at him, before standing up and marching up the stairs to talk to your brothers. 

Halfway up the stairs, you looked back down the stairs and saw Remus sitting in his chair with a stoic face, before you called out, “Oi, you coming, or what?” He immediately perked up at the sound of your voice, and stood up, following you up the stairs into the dorm of the Marauders.

“Sirius Orion Black! Regulus Arcturus Black!” You yelled as you stormed into the room, Remus standing meekly by the doorway as your two brothers looked at you with mixed states of shock on their face. “First off, I would like to apologize for what I said earlier.” You said, tangling your fingers together nervously. “You guys are plenty capable of making your own decisions, regardless of the outcome. I was very upset, because you two had ruined something between Remus and I, even though the both of you are very much aware of our feelings. I’m sorry for dissociating myself from you, and I would very much like to be your sister again. That being said, if you do want me to still be your sister, you would have to be understanding of my feelings and be a little less protective.”

They gaped at you for a little bit, before they both started hugging you and apologizing for being idiots. 

‘it makes me look cooler’ Sirius didn’t know why Remus felt guilty, the full moon was over and he liked the new addition to his eyebrow quite a lot.


In the days following the night it happened, grief was all that was left.

Minerva Mcgonagall was in denial.
She paced the floor of her office, the proverbial hole in the carpet very close to manifesting. She looked at the swarm of Gryffindors bumbling around the castle and she spent the days hoping one of them would turn around and greet her with Lily’s kind smile or James’ mischievous smirk. 

Petunia Dursley was angry.
She stared at the sleeping baby dropped on her porch, and she was flooded with rage. She was angry that he looked like his arrogant father, she was angry that he was now her responsibility. She was furious at Lily, she was furious at James and she was a little furious at herself because the last time she saw her sister, she had been awful to her. 

Hagrid tried his hand at bargaining.
He spent his days cooped up in his Groundskeeper’s hut, his mind racing as he asked all the forces of nature for a sign, or a solution, anything that could stop what had happened from happening. 

Sirius had fallen into a depression.
Maybe the Dementors aggravated it, but he knew his misery would persist beyond the walls of his cell in Azkaban. He didn’t want to believe it, but the part of him that did pulled the rest down into the dregs too. His best friends, the only family who had ever loved him, were gone and there was nothing he could do. 

It was Remus who finally accepted what happened.
Days after the funeral, as Remus scribbled over the ads in the Daily Prophet, his eyes reading, but his mind not processing the words. Every time he closed his eyes he’d see his friends, the laughing man with hazel eyes, the smirking woman with fiery hair. It took him hours of sitting in silence, hours of forcing his eyes open, to finally come to terms with those faces only existing when his eyes were closed. 

In the days following the night it happened, grief was all that was left.

James and Lily Potter (1960-1981)


Sirius: Got called a “faggot” today by some sweet bros while I was out with Remus. Was it what I was wearing? Or the dick in my mouth?

James: *scans him up and down* Yeah, I don’t know probably your shoes, mate

It’s Lily Evans’ birthday today and so I decided to add on to my previously posted headcanons about her in honor of that so here we go

  • She always had some kind of plant life in her hair? not on purpose and not ironically, her hair was just so thick and long it would pick things up if she went under a tree or laid on the ground and she wouldn’t know it. In fall she’d have leaves, winter twigs, spring flowers, summer grass. One time she and the Marauders went to the sea and she got seaweed stuck in it and Peter had to sit for a half hour taking it out while she threw sand at Sirius. 
  • Had a lot of old jewelry she’d inherited from her grandmother and wore it a lot, especially the really heavy old silver rings that family legend said the fairies gave to her great great grandfather when he did them a favor
  • The rings came in handy once when she was off school grounds with James and some Death Eater tried to attack her (she punched them in the face and broke their nose and two teeth. James had never been so proud)
  • Would always lay in the middle of the couch so she could put her feet in one persons lap and her head in the others
  • Taught little Gryffindors how to count in between the lightning and thunder so they could tell how far away the storm was
  • Was the only one Remus would share his chocolate with because one time he refused to and she cursed the rest of the boys with period cramps for the rest of the day
  • (Sirius ended up on the Common Room floor crying, Peter gorged himself in the kitchens, James had to cancel Quidditch practice, and they all threatened Remus on the pain of death until he gave in and Lily reversed the charm)
  • Had a tendency of dancing in the rain and then getting sick and laying about moaning the next day
  • Was known throughout Hogwarts as the one you went to if you needed help staging a protest
  • or any kind of help, really, because if Lily Evans should be known as anything, she should be known as the little girl who wanted to save the world and grow old and happy with her husband and son, but only got to achieve one of those goals