Okay but if you think about it… If Peter hadn’t become a Death Eater, the Potters would have lived, Sirius wouldn’t have gone to Azkaban and would have married Remus at some point, Jily would have a few more kids after Harry (making Remus and Peter godparents too) and Wolfstar would have adopted their fair share as well (or gotten themselves a surrogate… or both) and so Peter would be the godfather to both a Potter kid and a Lupin-Black kid.

Usually, I would assume, when the kids wanna prank Lily or Remus they ask James and Sirius’ help, if they wanna prank Sirius they ask for James’ help and if they wanna prank James they ask for Sirius’ help. But on those occasions when they want to prank James AND Sirius AND Remus AND Lily who are they gonna call? Cool uncle Peter of course.

Peter usually sits on the sidelines just watching the prank wars rolling and helping here and there when needed but when the kids ask him to help planning… oh boy when the kids ask him to help planning…

No one ever sees it coming and the kids have a blast. And James, Sirius and Remus can’t even pull themselves to get mad when they get glued to the ceiling, or when their clothes were gone after an animagi run, etc etc… Lily also gave up on getting upset and trying to ground them because on the positive side, they were learning new spells every time.

Face claim for Louis Weasley
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Scorpius has a thing for Albus

Draco has a thing for Harry

So, I was thinking, wouldn’t it be funny if Lucius had a thing for James?

And Lucius’ dad had a thing for James’ dad

And there was just a long line of Malfoys having a thing for Potters

But no one was brave enough to say anything cause family honour and stuff

Until Scorpius just comes along and proclaims his love for Albus and like no one is surprised at all

But then it just stops, like the Malfoys don’t have a thing for the Potters cause the bloodlines have finally mixed and the Weasleys are there too (cause Ginny married Harry) and everyone is just one big happy family and ahhh

The Marauders + your period

Just a small preference of how they would be acting BECAUSE TODAY I DIED BC OF HORMONES

To the OP: I hope it’s okay that I used your work, if not please tell me and I’ll remove it. The gif does not belong to me.

Here is the source and this is the artist’s blog

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Our inner Demons

So this one his for an Anonymous ask
hey! could you do a scenario where Remus finds out that his s/o is also a werewolf?

This one was really fun to do I really enjoy it! Hope you’ll like it too nonnie!

Lengh: around 2 130 words

Song by: Short Shack -I’ll be your werewolf-

‘Today I went, to speak to god, but the sky was empty. And the clouds fell down around me and you,’

It was by far the worst Holidays Remus ever had. First of all, the full moon had taken place on Christmas Eve and it was a bad one. The kind of full moon that let him stuck in bed for days. Then, he hadn’t had any news from the other marauders since they left Hogwarts, and it wasn’t like them. He was eager to see what would be their excuses about it as he was passing the platform 9 and ¾. They better comes up with good ones, thought Remus a bit frustrated.

His body hadn’t recover yet form the full moon and it was painful to just even walk. He would have had appreciated to see his friends right now, because he could have really used some help. He climbed into the train, painting as he told some younger Gryffindor he was all right, asking them if they had seen the marauders.

Maybe they were late, maybe, much likely, Sirius must had slept over and they were late. James was probably screaming at his parents to hurry up because he wanted to see Lily before the train leaves. Remus had heard him told Sirius he had a gift for her.

But there was something worse that couldn’t get out of Remus head. Not only he didn’t have any news at all from his suppose best friends, but he hadn’t had any news from her at all either. He knew she’d probably been really busy with her family, she had told him she was going on a trip to Hawaii (muggle stuff only, her mother had insisted) and was really looking forward to it.

He sighed as he shivered, before letting out a loud moaning, stopping to search desperately in his bag, remembering he had no chocolate left at all. It was a really bad day! He could still buy some of the trolley, but it wasn’t the best chocolate and he would have to wait until the next Hogsmeade Trip to go to Honeyduke.

He made his way through the corridor, pushing a bit sharply the students that were in his way. He sighed again as he reached the marauders’ compartment, trying to catch his breath as his lungs were hurting him, and then, he froze, a hand on the door, finally seeing her.

He saw immediately that she wasn’t looking well at all. He frowned, looking at her from head to foot, she had sunken eyes, was very pale and seems on the edge of throwing up. He had never seen her that ill before. Something was wrong he could sense it.  

-Hey… Remus said as he enters the compartment, slamming as gently as possible the door behind him, trying to do as less noises as he can. -You all right? He asked her, sitting beside her acting like if he wasn’t ill himself.

‘As we stood, hand in hand, I hope you invent me, a sea of love in which to drown me and you,’

She smiled softly, turning to him before laying his head on his shoulder. -Yeah, she tries to laugh, -I’ve got the flu, no big deal, I’ll be okay in no time don’t worry about me love. She said, closing her eyes.

-You sure? I mean… Yon don’t look well at all… he told her, catching her hand. It was so cold and rigid, not like the last time he had held it.

She smiled at him, reaching to lay a trembling hand on his cheek before giving him a soft kiss, asking him, a second time, not to worry about her. She was fine and would be well in a few days.

Remus sight and kissed her too, passing his hand in her hair, waiting for her to fall asleep in his arms, trying to convince himself that it was nothing more than a cold, shutting up is inner voice that was screaming something was wrong.


She indeed, completely recovered a few days latter, like if nothing had happened. But still, Remus was sensing something was wrong. Something had changed but he couldn’t tell what and he assumed he was only being a bit too protective over her. It was the first time he ever had a serious relationship and was afraid she would dumped him because of what he was.

‘So little miss, imagine this, we’re entwined and hopeless, and the world turns upside down, without you,’

Was he too kind, not enough? Was it too much when he was cuddling her or was it not enough? Sirius had told him to stop being so worried about all this. “She’s a good person; she really likes you, she doesn’t care about the furry little problem, mate so relax a bit.” but Remus wasn’t the kind that could just relax with it.

When he had told James he thought something had happened to her during the Christmas Holidays, because she was acting differently, James had laughed a bit, put a hand on his shoulder and smiled at him. “Don’t you worry about that, girls are way to hard to understand, they can be really mad at you but still kissed you, they’re messed up little things, just look at how Lily acts with me!’

But it wasn’t girl stuffs, Remus knows it. His werewolf senses were literally screaming at him that something was fucking wrong. He was going crazy about it, trying to figure it out, trying not to rush her with that because she had told him sharply, to stopped harassing her with that. “Everything is fine Remus could you stop asking for one second! Merlin, I mean, if something were to be wrong, I would have told you okay!”

He had looked at her in disbelief, a bit shocked by that sharpness and had turned away. The full moon was near again and it was no time for him to get angry with someone, especially with her because he likes her too much to do this to her. He was angrier, less patient and a lot more aggressive before the full moon so he’d always prefer to isolate himself. Even though James and Sirius and she, have told him many times that it wasn’t necessary, that they understand plenty what it was like for him.

That night, he said goodbye to his three friends, that had come help him get down to the Hospital Wing were madame Pomfrey was waiting for him. He had tried to find his girlfriend all evening but she was nowhere to be found. He was a bit hurt, but what did he have expected actually?

Did he really think that she was going to wait for him, for a monster like himself when she could have the world at her feet? He sights painfully, as madame Pomfrey helped him get through the courtyard, seeming more nervous that her normal self was.

-Are you okay? Asked Remus, a bit concerned. -Is something wrong?

-Poor Remus, nothings wrong, don’t you worry. She said as he let out a shriek, passing the trap that led him to the shrieking shack. He nodded with difficulty, before telling her to go, he was sensing the werewolf trying to rip him apart from inside and tonight, the transformation would be quit. -Try to conceal your rage tonight Remus okay. She told him, looking worriedly at him. -Try to stay as calm as possible, we don’t want anyone to get hurt.

He frowned, looking at the trap she had closed behind her. What the hell did she mean? She couldn’t know about the others, about James, Sirius and Peter, could she? He gets up, climbing the stairs that let him to the chamber he was so used too, his chest seems on fire, sweat was dropping on his face, feeling like he was going to throw up.

-Is this, always that painful… asked a voice in a horrified whisper.

Remus froze, his breath stopped, his heart was pounding as he was looking at her in horror, his soul screaming as it was already beginning to tear up, trying to let the wolf get out of him. -What… what are you doing here! He screamed, tears stinging his eyes. -You need to get out, you need to get out now! You will die if you stay here, I can’t control myself when I become this monster, get out!  

-I can’t get out… she told him, approaching him slowly. She was crying, she was pale, shaking from head to toes, she had been sick, she was more terrified than he had ever been at full moons. -I'm… I’m like you…

'We’re going to hell, Just because we’re werewolves, We’re werewolves, Ahoo, ahoo, ahoo,’

-No… that… that can’t be… How!? Why?! Why didn’t you tell me?! He screamed trying to find some kind of reassuring answers in her eyes. It was a joke right? She couldn’t be a werewolf too! The world couldn’t have done this to her, why her!

Why! He let out a screamed of anger, pain and distress, shaking his head as he couldn’t believe this was all happening.

He came close to her, taking her face into his hand before kissing her ferociously, squeezing her close to him, to his heart, when she let out a loud moaning of pain, her hands grabbing Remus shirt as if her life depended on it.

Suddenly, everything comes clear. Why she hadn’t been answering him during the holidays, why she was suddenly so sharp with him, why she seems more isolated, her eyes watching everyone like a terrified animal, ready to run. She was scared to dead, she didn’t know how to handle this, how could she knows!?

'My love its quite a thrill, darling, I’ll be your werewolf, your werewolf, ahoo, ahoo, ahoo’

It was very painful to turn into a werewolf and it was harder to not become mad when it was happening. You could sense your human soul and brain tearing up, melting each time the full moon was getting higher and higher in the sky.

-You… you won’t leave me? She asked, reaching a hand to his cheek, looking at him with a frightened look. -Even if I’m.. if I am… this?

-Of course I won’t! You hadn’t left me when you’d find out what I was, did you? You still loved me? That’s all the same for me, now listen, listen I know this is painful, but you can fight it.

-I can't… I’m not as strong as you are… I can’t to this every month how are you doing it Remus… this… this is awful this is not bearable… she said still shacking, letting her head on his shoulder.

'We’re going to hell, Just because we’re werewolves, We’re werewolves, ahoo, ahoo, ahoo,’

-You listen to me love, okay, you can do this. Yes, you can, we’ll do it together. He told her as she was shacking negatively her head, screaming once more as the full moon was getting higher in the deep blue sky. -Everything’s going to be fine, I swear, it’s gonna be more bearable in here than at home, we’ll have some help.

He held her a bit tighter as the transformation begun, whispering in her ear, trying to calm her gently, ignoring his own pain. He knew how strong she was and everything would be all right despite everything else, despite this night. He loves her and that was all that matters.

'It’s eleven fifty seven, she tastes so sweet, and I want more, just a second, lay in heaven, as my heart, hit, hit, hits the floor,’

-I’ll never let you go love; it’s gonna be all right. He whispered one last time as she nodded, closing her eyes, the full moon taking over them, transforming into two fully grown werewolves.

It wasn’t his first full moon and he couldn’t dream of the last one, but tonight was different. For the first time, someone was feeling like he was, someone was fighting the same inner demons as he was, tonight, was different. Somewhere, deep inside the monster’s mind, he was still Remus. He had managed to fight, all on his own, this thing that was raging inside of him for years. Tonight, at last, he wasn’t a blood thirsty monster.

So, We’re going to hell, Just because we’re Werewolves, We’re werewolves, Ahoo, ahoo, ahoo,
My love its quite a thrill, Darling, I’ll be your werewolf,
Your werewolf, Ahoo, ahoo, ahoo



Lucious: Well what do you know about it Y/N? ..you filthy little mudblood

The Marauders: *Abruptly standing up from the table you’re sitting at*

Sirius: *GIF* The bloody hell did you just say to her?!

Lucious: What, that’s all there is to her, *looks at you* isn’t it?

James: *GIF* Walk away Malfoy, or you’re going to regret it.

Sirius: *Clenching his fists and gritting his teeth*

Lucious: *looking at the marauders a little intimidated, murmuring* ..Whatever *walks away*

Remus: *GIF* I can’t believe that he had the nerve to talk to you that way Y/N

Y/N: *sighing* It’s okey guys

James: *sits down again with the rest of the guys* No it’s not Y/N!

Sirius: I swear to god, I’ll wipe that stupid smirk off his face if he ever pulls something like that again *still clenching his fists*

drop the teabags

so i made another one bc these are hella fun to write

Remus Lupin to it is perfectly normal to cry in wonder woman: can we establish the ground rules for tonight

Sirius Black: rules schmules

Remus Lupin: do you want your arse to be front page news again?

Sirius Black: those readers were blessed

James Potter: I have it framed

Sirius Black: aww babe

Peter Pettigrew to can you die from too much Nutella?: where are you guys???

James Potter: sry SOMEONE was being dramatic

Sirius Black: it’s not my fault the hairdryer broke

Sirius Black: I couldn’t leave with DAMP hair

Peter Pettigrew: hurry the fuck up

James Potter: pete its fine

Peter Pettigrew: its raining and ive been waiting twenty mins

Peter Pettigrew: it is noT FINE

Rita Skeeter (@ritaskeeter) tweeted: ‘The Maruaders’ frontman James Potter flirts up a storm with old friend Marlene McKinnon at Oscars, are they dating?

Sirius Black (@siriuslyblack) tweeted: @jampots how could you do this to me?

James Potter (@jampots) tweeted: @siriuslyblack you weren’t supposed to find out this way

Marlene McKinnon (@marlsmckinnon) tweeted: @jamspotter you can’t afford me

James Potter (@jampots) tweeted: @marlmckinnon rude tbh

James Potter to Remus Lupin: are ppl acc believing this crap

Remus Lupin: you didn’t exactly help the situation

James Potter: what if evans sees it?

Remus Lupin: I thought you were over it

James Potter: ….

James Potter: i am

James Potter: one hundred percent

Remus Lupin to Sirius Black: he’s not over it

Sirius Black: well obviously

Sirius Black: he’s been playing her album on repeat for the last three weeks

Remus Lupin: are you still stealing his spotify?

Sirius Black: im not made of money

Remus Lupin: you have a Porsche….

Sirius Black: details details

James Potter to SUIT UP: who’s doing the speech if we win the grammy?

Peter Pettigrew: I thought you were

Remus Lupin: you said you’d written it

James Potter: where’s the evidence

Remus Lupin sent a screenshot

James Potter: well shit

Rita Skeeter (@ritaskeeter) tweeted: Lily Evans throws drink over James Potter at Grammy’s, is it over his relationship with Marlene McKinnon?

Marlene McKinnon (@marlsmckinnon) tweeted: for gods sake I am NOT dating james

James Potter (@jampots) tweeted: @marlsmckinnon I’m hurt

Marlene McKinnon (@marlsmckinnon) tweeted: you know I love you rlly @jampots

Remus Lupin (@rjlupin) tweeted: @marlsmckinnon @jampots this is exactly what I was talking about

Peter Pettigrew to Sirius Black: why did she throw her drink at him?

Sirius Black: he apologised for being rude to snivilus

Peter Pettigrew: how does that make sense??

Sirius Black: but then he said it wasn’t his fault she was friends with a racist twat

Peter Pettigrew: oh

James Potter to Marlene McKinnon: did you talk to her?

Marlene McKinnon: mate you need to drop it

James Potter: I’m an idiot

Marlene Mackinnon: yes, yes you are

James Potter to Lily Evans: I’m an idiot

James Potter: and I’m sorry

Lily Evans: you can’t keep apologising and then not changing

James Potter: what do you want me to do evans?

Lily Evans: move on potter

James Potter changed the chat name to lets get drunk pls

Peter Pettigrew: u okay?

James Potter: not rly

Sirius Black: we’re on our way

The Daily Prophet (@TheDailyProphet) tweeted: James Potter photographed kissing mystery girl in back of club

Lily Evans sent a photo to Marlene McKinnon

Lily Evans: is that who I think it is

Marlene McKinnon: you’re not seriously jealous

Lily Evans: ofc not

Lily Evans: its just a bit of a surprise

Marlene McKinnon: you told him to move on lil

Lily Evans: I didn’t mean with dorcas

Rita Skeeter (@ritaskeeter) tweeted: James Potter’s mystery girl is Dorcas Meadowes, close friend of Lily Evans and Marlene McKinnon, all 3 attended school with The Maruaders.

Sirius Black to no the next album will not be called sirius and the others: someone buy teabags

James Potter: there are spares under my bed

Sirius Black: about that

James Potter: you fucker

Peter Pettigrew: did you try moonys stash in his wardrobe

Remus Lupin to Sirius Black: you stay away from those teabags

Sirius Black: too late

Remus Lupin: I’m telling mrs potter

Sirius Black: you wouldn’t

Remus Lupin: too late

Dorcas Meadowes to Lily Evans: u know me and james were just messing right

Lily Evans: why does everyone think I’m bothered

Dorcas Meadowes: bc u r

Lily Evans: I’m not

Dorcas Meadowes: so our snap streak ending was an accident then?

Dorcas Meadowes: 308 days !!

Dorcas Meadowes: gone !

Lily Evans: I might be slightly bothered

The Daily Prophet (@TheDailyProphet) tweeted: ‘The Marauders’ raise £2 million for charity with their new single

Lily Evans to James Potter: it’s incredible how much you guys have raised

Lily Evans: you should be really proud james

James Potter to Remus Lupin: she called me james

Remus Lupin: who?

James Potter: evans

Remus Lupin: oh

Remus Lupin: OH

James Potter to Lily Evans: thanks lily, it means a lot

Lily Evans: so… you and Dorcas?

James Potter: we’re just mates, it was a bit of fun

James Potter: we both know there’s only one girl I’m interested in

Peter Pettigrew tograham norton for prime minister: controversial idea

Sirius Black: go

Peter Pettigrew: Portugal shouldn’t have won Eurovision

Sirius Black removed Peter Pettigrew from the group

Lily Evans to James Potter: i have a question

James Potter: oooOOOooo ominous

Lily Evans: are you ever not dramatic

James potter: we literally went to stage school

Lily Evans: im just going to ask my question

Lily Evans: why is your twitter handle jampots??

James Potter: why not

James Potter: it’s iconic

Lily Evans: why do I like such a lame person?

James Potter: so you DO like me

James Potter: !!!

James potter: also who even uses lame anymore???

Lily Evans @lilevans tweeted: quick twitter poll; who thinks the word lame is lame

Sirius Black @siriuslyblack tweeted: @lilevans the REAL question is who uses semicolons in tweets ???

Remus Lupin @rjlupin tweeted: @siriuslyblack it’s like you’re allergic to good grammar.

James Potter @jampots tweeted: you’re not helping your case here evans

Lily Evans @lilevans tweeted: @jampots I’ve seen your match attacks collection sit down

Peter Pettigrew @realpete tweeted: @jampots @lilevans ouch burn

James Potter @jampots tweeted: @realpete traitor

Sirius Black to James Potter: I just read this article

James Potter: oh yeah?

Sirius Black: so we’re dating

Sirius Black: and we have a kitten called Beatrix

James Potter: what??

James Potter: it would obvs be called cassiepoiea

Sirius Black: omds cassie for short

Sirius Black: the blacks hv flaws but our names are fabulous

James Potter sent a photo to I miss Minnie telling us what disappointments we are

James Potter: me and sirius bought a kitten !!

Sirius Black: shes so cute !!!

Remus Lupin: we’re not allowed pets in the building….?

Peter Pettigrew: and I’m allergic to cats

James Potter: honestly you two are so selfish

James Potter: we can’t take her back

James Potter: are you seriously going to break her little kitten heart

Sirius Black: we already made her an instagram and everything

Sirius Black to Remus Lupin: ???? hv u seen my jacket

Remus Lupin: would it kill you to use grammar properly for once

Sirius Black: nvm acc i found it

Sirius Black: also rude

Remus Lupin to bring back remus being a werewolf conspiracy theory 2k17: we going out tonight?

Sirius Black: yassss

James Potter: can’t, going for a drink w evans

Sirius Black: oooooOOOOOO

Peter Pettigrew: is that what the kids call it these days

James Potter: seriously?

James Potter: don’t answer that sirius

Sirius Black (@siriuslyblack) tweeted: this is a psa that james puts sisters before misters

James Potter (@jampots) tweeted: @siriuslyblack chill

Peter Pettigrew to 3 decent ppl + jim the traitor: james has a hickey pass it on

Sirius Black: whAT

James Potter: wtf bro

James Potter: how do you even know that

Peter Pettigrew: I came in to bring you tea

James Potter: oh yh

James Potter: thanks for that btw


Sirius Black to Euphemia Potter: james got a hickey from lily

Euphemia Potter: Lily Evans?

Sirius Black: that’s the one

Euphemia Potter: I always thought she was lovely

Euphemia Potter:  Now what’s all this I hear about you stealing remus’s teabags?


*At dinner in the great hall*

Sirius: You should’ve been there Remus, it was hilarious!

James: *laughing* it was, and then he just looked at m… *GIF, stunned* Whoa

Remus: Uhm, James?

James: Who’s that? *eyes locked on you*

Sirius: *turning around* Oh, that’s Y/N L/N, I’ve seen her around at a few commonroom-parties.

James: ..She’s stunning

He looked like water. He was always flowing, moving dynamically, surrounding me like a warm current, making my skin tickle like sparkling cider.
Like red wine. Smelled of sweet grapes and made my head giddy, reddened my cheeks, brought so much warmth into my life, but without the terrible headache afterwards.
A blooming rose, lips as soft and scarlet as red petals, caressing mine, as wet as fresh dew, begging to be kissed all over again each time they stopped. Daisies, pale skin and stolen kisses.
Blood. The taste of iron while exploring his mouth after he had bitten the inside of his cheek. The scab on his forearms after he had scratched them open with his fingernails. Hickeys he left on my neck.
Tears and sobs. The salty taste of his cheeks whenever he failed to be strong. The only one who had ever seen him cry. The half-smile on my lips when he told me he realised letting go around me didn’t make him weak.
A childhood memory. A tap on my shoulder, a little hello, was all it took. Smuggling him up into our dorm at Christmas. Fancying him since he was thirteen. Finally knowing I had a chance.
My anchor. My soulmate. My star. A forgotten dream. The one who made me feel alive. The one who always cared too much when no one cared about him. The one who was always there. The one I wanted to wake up next to every single day for the rest of my life.
I was his and he was mine. And that wouldn’t ever change, would it? Because my Regulus and I, we were just right, then.
- James

For my Jegulus Marathon.


A/N: got this idea from a news story and then i told @petalstofish who is entirely to blame for this fic lolol.  Idk if it will be clear, but my intent is for this to be a muggle AU and I didn’t really commit to a time period, so it could be modern or ‘marauders era’ minus magic (I go with the latter, but whatever you like).

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It all starts with an unreasonably un-British heat wave in what’s supposed to be ‘late spring.’  And really, they try to be ‘stiff upper lip’ and all, but sweaty ankles in mid March are just a completely unreasonable state of affairs.  So, being the spunky teen he is, James pens a strongly worded letter to the headmaster – who looks entirely too comfortable to not have a tiny flock of fans beneath his academic robes – that includes lots of phrases like ‘human rights’ and ‘student welfare’ and ‘modernizing society.’  Remus convinces him to delete the part that accuses them of being backward, stuck up, priss-pots, but he still holds it was the strongest passage.  And yet, part of him knows if Sirius agreed, Remus was perhaps in the right.

And still, despite his rousing verbiage and convincing arguments, Headmaster Dumbledore soon notifies him that the Board did not in fact agree with his position and wanted to uphold the ‘long and hallowed tradition’ of boys sweating their arses off and likely ending up with heatstroke before summer hols.  Or something to that effect.

The idea hits like a flash the Friday after their disappointing news while they’re lazing around in the shady grove behind the ancient looking school, spritzing each other with chilled water and seeing who’s face melts ice fastest.  Sirius has just claimed victory for the third time when Peter sits bolt upright, face flush and eyes mischievous, “They want tradition and rules, eh?”

Which is how the four boys end up in their artfully messed dorm, pouring over James’ leather-bound Hogwarts Academy Rules and Regulations Handbook that had disappeared beneath extraneous papers and books nearly the moment first year James had received it. Remus quirks a brow when the spine cracks like new, and James simply shrugs, “I prefer the rules I break to be a surprise.”

After accepting a high-five from Sirius, they quickly flip to the section on ‘appropriate dress’ and scour the paragraphs for a loophole, but Peter simply skims the page and sits back, looking entirely too smug as he grins.  “Just as I thought, lads.  We’ve got our way out.”

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anonymous asked:

request: something very angsty lol

hoo boy if there’s one thing i’ve been told i’m good at it’s writing angsty things haha how about james and lily when they get in a fight?

James and Lily were used to squabbles and bickering because they did it so often while at Hogwarts that it almost became second nature.  But that changed when they got together.  It’s easy to fight with the annoying boy in the courtyard, but it’s a whole different ball game when that boy is now a man who is your husband and the father of your infant child.

The fight happened over the silliest little thing–a frying pan.  

Lily liked keeping some Muggle things in the house; after all, she was so used to using them that the kitchen felt naked without measuring cups, ladles, and pans, and she also didn’t want to raise Harry to depend solely on magic to get things done.  She was preparing to cook dinner and couldn’t find the right pan; it wasn’t in its normal cupboard.  After a quick search, she found it in the drawer under the stove and sighed.  James liked to be helpful by unloading the dishwasher (despite his grumblings that they could wash things a lot faster with a simple cleaning spell), but he tended to put things away in a different spot every time and didn’t seem to grasp the concept of organization.

“Hey, James?” Lily called out into the sitting room where James was lying on the carpet on his back, Harry crawling all over him like a jungle gym and cooing.


Lily stuck her head around the corner and smiled at the sight of her two favorite boys playing.  “Want to tell me why I found this under the stove?” she said teasingly, smiling as she waved the pan in the air.  It wasn’t a huge deal, but she would like it if next time James would put it in the drawer by the pantry where it belonged.

“Because I put it there?” James guessed.  Lily nodded and to her surprise, her husband sighed.  “Let me guess, wrong spot.”

“Yeah.  It’s no biggie, just next time can you–”

“How am I supposed to remember where all that Muggle stuff goes?  It’s not like we need it.  I just mean, we can do magic, so isn’t it kind of useless?”  James had his eyes on Harry, who was trying to grab his glasses off his face.

Maybe it was how carelessly he said it, or maybe it was just because they’d been cooped up in hiding for so long, but that touched a nerve.

“Fine.  Next time I want to talk about useless Muggle stuff with you, I’ll just forget it,” Lily said coolly, turning on her heel.

James’s eyes widened and he sat up.  He plopped Harry down into his playpen and hurried into the kitchen in his sock feet, where Lily was warming up the stove and sniffling.

“Hey, hey!” he cajoled, coming up behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist, recoiling a little when she stiffened instead of falling into his embrace like usual.  “I didn’t mean it like that, Lils,” he said softly.  “Why are you crying?”

She was, indeed, crying.  One of her tears even sizzled when it fell on the hot burner on the stove.  How could she explain to James that what he had said was more than just an offhand comment?  She grew up with Muggle parents, and she wouldn’t change that even if she could.   And she loved magic, really, but it came at the price of giving up aspects of a life she’d known before.  There were no more Sunday morning cartoons when she started going to Hogwarts, no trips to the mall with her grade school friends who she swore she’d always be close with.  She never even had to learn how to drive!  Something as small as using a frying pan or folding laundry by hand was more than just stubbornness for Lily; it was a way of holding onto where she came from.

“Lily?” James said carefully.  “You’re a thousand miles away from me right now.”  He turned her around to face him, reaching behind her to flip the stove off, and tried to meet those beautiful eyes he loved so much, but she was staring stubbornly at the floor.

“You don’t understand,” she said, pushing past him into the sitting room.

“Then help me to!” James said exasperatedly.  “I’m not a Legilimens, for Merlin’s sake!”

Lily whirled.  “You should still be able to tell when something you’ve said has hurt someone!” she said shrilly.

“Oh, I can tell alright,” James said, suddenly annoyed.  “You’re crying all over the damn place.  But I can’t–” he sidestepped the ottoman as he made his way over to where Lily stood facing the mantle–“apologize unless I know what I’m apologizing for.”

She was staring at the only picture on the shelf that wasn’t moving.  It was a professionally taken photo of her family: her parents sat in large chairs against a dark green backdrop, Lily on her mum’s lap, and Petunia on her dad’s.  She couldn’t be older than five, and they looked so happy.  As she had been many times before, Lily was struck with the thought of how her life would be different if she’d never gotten that letter when she was eleven.

“I miss it,” she said dully.  James didn’t need to ask what.  Her reflection in the glass picture frame made it clear.

“I know.”  James hesitated.  “But–”  He was going to say something to the effect of “but you’ve got me and Harry now,” but Lily let out a shaky sob that made the words die on his tongue.

“I just had to be a witch!  Everything was fine until then, and now…my parents are gone, I’ve hardly got a sister,” she cried.  “I missed almost everything in their lives because it was always, ‘oh, Lily, you’ve got to learn magic!’ and ‘oh, by the way, there’s a war starting!’  And now I can’t even leave the house because a dark wizard wants to murder my child,” she spluttered, her face in her hands.

James felt on the verge of tears too.  “Our child,” he amended.  At her silence, he gently took her arm and helped her sit down on the edge of the sofa.  Lily had mentioned missing Muggle life before, but this was different, and he felt awful.  He knelt on the floor in front of her and rubbed her shoulder soothingly, like he did back when she would come home from Order missions a little worse for wear, or–he remembered with a half-smile–whenever she’d gotten morning sickness with Harry.

“Lily, I know this is hard.  It’s nearly impossible some days.  I can’t imagine what it feels like for you, and I’m sorry that you feel like you lost something when you gained your magic.  I’m sorry everything that’s happened has brought us into hiding, but,” he angled his head and brushed back the curtain of hair that had fallen over her shoulder and hidden her face from him, “I’m not sorry that it brought us together.  I hate being cooped up too, love.  But I’ve got your back and I know you’ve got mine.  And we’ve got Harry,” he said warmly, and the corners of Lily’s mouth twitched a bit at the thought of their son.  “So if you want me to apologize for loving you, well, I just won’t do that.”

Lily looked up, finally, her eyes brimming with unshed tears.  Even with her nose all blotchy and tear streaks running down her face, she was beautiful.  Wordlessly, she leaned forward so their foreheads were touching.  “I love you, too,” she said hardly above a whisper.  James smiled and pressed a soft, lingering kiss to her lips.

“Do you want to stand up?” 

Lily nodded and James got to his feet, pulling her up with him, then both of them crashed together in the tightest hug either had ever felt.  Lily pressed her face against James’s chest, trying to memorize the way his shirt felt, his heartbeat thudding by her ear, his smell.  She felt terrible for making such a fuss in front of one of the only constants she had left in her life, and hoped he could tell that from the way she clung to him like her life depended on it.

They broke apart only when Harry started to whine, clearly feeling left out of all the affection.  Lily sniffed and wiped her tears away with her sleeve as James crossed the sitting room in two long strides and lifted Harry with a mock groan.  “There’s my boy,” he sighed, holding Harry to his chest like one might hold a koala.  He kissed his son’s head, which was already covered in tufts of unruly jet black hair, and he and Lily met in the middle of the room.  “There, look! Mummy’s right here!”

Lily managed a smile and let Harry grab her finger in his tiny fist.  “Hi, sweetheart,’ she whispered, letting her head fall onto James’s shoulder.  He in turn rested his head on hers, and Harry, who was in the mimicking stage of babyhood, plunked his head down against his dad’s chest, making them all giggle.

“We’re going to be okay, aren’t we?” Lily said, her hand rubbing small circles on James’s back.

“Yeah,” said James, his voice thick with emotion, “We are.”

Well now I’m crying.


As Good As Dead pt.1 (Remus x Reader x Sirius)

(I haven’t posted in forever, I’m slowly working on a couple requests right now, so look out for those soon. I hope you like this one! It’s VERY dramatic) The italic indicates a flashback btw

The day Remus Lupin was reunited with his closest mate was one of the best days of his life. Discovering Sirius was innocent was a bittersweet realization. When Dumbledore instructed him to take Sirius back to Grimmauld Place his heart wrenched, he knew all Sirius wanted as a teenager was to get out of that house. Another person was on the forefront of his mind, his wife, (Y/N). You had been best mates since 1st year at Hogwarts and immediately Remus had fallen head over heels.

 “So Remus, who did I see you flirting with at breakfast this morning?” Sirius asked with an overdramatic raise of his eyebrows. “I-I don’t know what you’re talking about, I don’t flirt.” He responded, bringing his book closer to his nose. “Her name’s (Y/N).” shouted James across the common room. You looked up from your textbook you were reading in the corner and looked over at the boys, hearing your name. “She seems cool” commented Peter. 

Sirius looked skeptically at him, “What makes you say that?” Peter shrugged, “She saved me from some Slytherins the other day. Used some charms I’ve never even heard of, turned their faces upside down, it was hilarious.” “She’s quite clever.” added Remus with a slight nod. They could practically see the lightbulb above James head, “Maybe she could help us with- you know, our little project.” Sirius shook his head, “I don’t know, we don’t know if we can trust her not to squeal, she seems like a goody-two shoes.”

 You slammed your book shut, turning all the boys heads. You stood from your seat and walked with purpose over to them. “I am not a goody-two shoes, tell me what kind of project and I will be able to help you but, if I want to is a whole other story” You said as you sat next to a blushing Remus on the couch, crossing your legs. “And why should we trust you?” asked Sirius pompouslly.

 “Why not?’ You asked in the same tone back. 

“Touché” answered Sirius. 

“IIIII like her!” declared James.

You became the fifth and brightest Marauder, and according to everyone besides Sirius, the prettiest. That was until 5th year when Sirius noticed how pretty you were and despite knowing the fact Remus was in love with you, he asked you out.

“You know, I’ve been thinking, Moony.” started Sirius as he plopped next to Remus on the common room couch, pulling him from his textbook, “Wow, that’s new.” commented Remus with a smirk. “Very funny, How do you feel about (Y/N)?” 

Remus’s eyebrows scrunched, “Our best friend of 5 years (Y/N)? I think you know how I feel about her.” Sirius groaned, “No, I mean- I know you had a thing for her for a while.” Remus’s face flushed, “Why-why do you need to know how I feel about, (Y/N).” “I just need to know if you’re still bloody in love with her, that’s all.”

“I just feel kind of uncomfortable answering that.”

“Then it’s a yes.”

“I never said yes, Padfoot.”

“If it was no, you would have just said no. So it’s a yes, you’re in love with her.”


“So, I can ask her out?” 

Remus’s heart stopped, “What?”

“I want to ask (Y/N) out.”


Sirius shrugged, “I don’t know, we had a moment the other night.”

“What do you mean?”

“We kissed.”

Remus stood suddenly, his book falling to the floor. “Are you mad at me?” Sirius asked. “No, no, do whatever you want, Sirius, just like you always do!” Remus answered angrily and stormed up the stairs.

 You first thought Sirius asked you out as a joke but after a couple dates, you found yourself falling for him.

 “So, what if I asked you to be my girlfriend?” Sirius asked, smirking as you two walked back to the Hogwarts Express from Hogsmeade. You took a deep breath, “What are you getting at, Pads?” Sirius stopped, touching your arm, “What do you mean?”

You rolled your eyes, “I mean, are you just doing all this just to shag me because you haven’t shown me anything more than friendship the past 5 years.”

“(Y/N), I really like you, honestly.”

“If you want to do this for real, I know it sounds stupid but for my sake you need to promise not to hurt me.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it.” Sirius said, looking surprised.

“You need to promise me, Pads.” you said looking pleadingly into his eyes.

“I promise.”

 After Hogwarts, the Marauders slowly started to drift, with Lily and James starting a family, Remus trying to become a professor, and Sirius focusing on The Order. You lived together in a small flat above a barbers. Even though the place was small, you had no money, and weren’t able to see your friends as much as you’d like, you had Sirius and he had you and that was enough.

 You smiled at the sight of Sirius fervently working on papers for The Order at the kitchen table. You bent down and pressed a kiss to his temple. “You want some tea?” you asked. 

“No, no, I’m good, thanks love.”

“Do you need help?”

 Sirius leaned back in his seat. “I’m almost done, I could use a better kiss.” He said with a smirk. You smiled feeling a blush creep on your cheeks. You bent down and pressed a kiss to his lips, as you started to pull back, he stood with you, making the kiss more passionate. He let out a soft moan, you pulled back, chuckling. “I’m going to get some tea for me, you dog” You stood and waved your wand over the kettle. Sirius felt his heart skip as he watched you.

”What do you have planned for The Order meeting?”


You steeped your tea, and turned to face Sirius to see him down on one knee, holding a small box containing a simple diamond ring. You felt the mug slip from your fingers and shatter on the floor. “Bloody hell, I didn’t think it would be that much of a surprise.” he said with a chuckle.

 “What are you doing?” you breathed.

 “I don’t know what’s going to happen with this war, but I can’t not be married to you any longer. Will you marry me, (Y/N)?” He looked at you like a precious stone.

“Of course.”

 After Sirius had been taken to Azkaban, Remus was the only one you had left. You became close again like you were at Hogwarts. Remus found it harder and harder not to proclaim his love for you.

 You were racked with sobs. All you could do is cling to Remus. “It-it’s gonna be…” Remus couldn’t finish the sentence because he didn’t know. He felt his own tears slip down his cheeks as he stared at the grave. You looked up at him. “I-I can’t go home alone, Moony.” You sucked in a deep breath.

“You can come to my flat, it’s no problem.”

“Thank you, I-I don’t think I would survive without you.”

“I don’t think I would survive without you either.” he muttered before kissing the top of your head softly.

It was you who after three years of grieving for your friends and recovering from the loss of your first love, who kissed Remus late one evening.

“(Y/N), what are you doing?” Remus whispered breathlessly when he noticed your lips close proximity to his. The lust in your eyes confused him. He had lived his entire life suppressing romantic feelings for you, accepting he lost you to Sirius but, now Sirius was as good as dead and those feelings became harder and harder to push down.

 You brought your fingertips to Remus’s face, causing him to slightly flinch. “I think for once, I actually know.” You stood on your tip-toes pressed a simple, soft kiss to his lips.

 Remus remembered Sirius once describe kissing you like melting, but he thought it felt more like flying. Back at Hogwarts he would always find himself watching your lips as you told a story or murmur the words of a textbook under your breath. Sometimes he couldn’t help but indulge himself in thinking about kissing them but guilt would soon overtake him. This time he didn’t feel guilt, it just felt right. You pulled away slowly, still an inch from his lips. Remus took in a shaky breath, bringing his large hand up to rest on your jaw. “C-can I..” he asked, gaze flicking from your lips back up to your eyes. You nodded your head quickly, Remus ducked his head and attached his lips to yours passionately.

 It was 9 years later and you and Remus have been happily married for 5. He loved you more than ever, and somehow you got more attractive and irresistible everyday.

 Remus was visiting Sirius in Grimmauld place for the first time since the Shrieking Shack. He ducked through the fireplace and was immediately knocked back by Sirius’s embrace. 

“Oh, Moony. I bloody missed you.”

 Remus hugged him back. “I just saw you, you git.” He said jokingly.

 “For a second, then you went all mental werewolf.” Sirius said chuckling as he gripped Remus’s shoulders.

 “How’s Harry?”

 “I don’t know, I haven’t seen him. As well as to be expected, I suppose. I think he’s planning on staying with the Weasley’s for some of the holiday.”

 “Good, good. Molly’ll take good care of him.”

Remus nodded in agreement. A strange awkward silence fell, he could tell Sirius wanted to say something else but just gestured to the grand kitchen table.

 “Sit, Mate. Can I get you something?”

 Remus sat across from Sirius at the table

.”No,no. I-I ate before I came.”

 The silence fell again. Remus didn’t understand why he felt tension but he could cut it with a knife. “Kreacher, two firewhiskeys please!” Sirius shouted over his shoulder. All that was heard was Kreacher’s disgruntled murmuring. 

“Can ask you, Moony?” Sirius asked, his previous excitement depleting. “Anything” Remus answered before taking in a shaky breath, anticipating the question.

 “Are you uh… still in contact with (Y/N)?” 

Remus’s heart dropped, “Uhh.. yeah, yes I-I am.” He cringed at the awkward choppiness of his words.

 Sirius sighed with relief, sinking back into his chair. “Mate, you don’t even know.” He ran his hands down his face. “She’s all I can think about.”

 Remus didn’t know what to say, he opened and closed his mouth but was cut off by Kreacher shoving two glasses on the table. “Thank you, Kreacher” Sirius said with a smirk before turning back to Remus.

 “Does she know I’m innocent yet?” He asked. “She always knew you were innocent.” Sirius smiled, “I mean does she know I’m here?” “No.” Remus said quietly, sipping his whiskey. 

Sirius took in Remus’s expression, noticing something wasn’t right. “S-she isn’t seeing someone, is she?” He asked leaning forward.

 “She’s married, Sirius.”

 Sirius’s expression was unreadable. Remus felt like his heart was going to jump out onto the table. 

Sirius’s voice became very low, “To who?” he practically growled.

 “Me.” Remus answered breathlessly, staring at his glass.

Sirius stood suddenly from the table, his chair falling behind him. He looked as if he was going to lunge at Remus but pulled himself back. Remus stood slowly, “I’m so sorry, you were as good as dead, Padfoot. We thought you were gone forever” he whispered, locking eyes with Sirius.

 He saw his anger start to subside into sadness.

 “The thought of coming home to her kept me alive.” Sirius spoke shakily. Remus didn’t know what to say.

 “You always loved her…” Sirius started quietly.

 Remus nodded, “After that day we were both in so much pain, all we had was each other.” 

“And she loves you?”


 “And you’re both happy?”

 “More than I’ve ever been. I’d like to think she feels the same.”

 That silence fell again. Sirius looked at him, his eyes full of unrecognizable emotion.


“We’re infertile.”

 “Can I see her?” 

“Of course.” Remus answered with a sigh.”I’ll get her now.” Remus headed to the fireplace but stopped and turned to Sirius, “Can you ever forgive me?” Sirius said nothing, but was staring at a scratch on the table. Remus turned and floo powered to his and your flat.

 “Grimmauld Place? Why Grimmauld Place?” You asked as Remus tried to usher you to the fireplace. “Dumbledore says it’s the safest place for the meetings.” 

You shuttered, “Merlin, I hate that place. Who’s going to be there?” 

“Dumbledore, Tonks, Moody, maybe Arthur. C’mon, we only have to go for a minute.” 

 You stumbled through the fireplace, practically falling onto the grand table. Remus couldn’t help but chuckle at your clumsiness. You slapped his shoulder playfully, then turned to take in the house.

 “Where is everyone?” you asked.

 “Um, I don’t know. Sit, I’ll look in the bedrooms.” 

You sat, drumming your fingers in the table. You had awful memories you couldn’t bear to think of in this house, being a muggleborn and meeting Sirius’s parents for the first and last time. You stood suddenly, tired of waiting and walked down the hallway you knew the bedrooms were on. 

You walked to the door you saw open, hearing voices. You turned through the door and stopped in your tracks.

 Your jaw dropped and eyes widened. Your mind went wild until it settled on the reason you were seeing Sirius Black standing in front of you.

 “Tonks, that’s not funny! Cut it out!” 

You felt anger boiling. You couldn’t believe she would do this, she knows you’re sensitive when it comes to the past.

 “Tonks, change back!” 

You were infuriated by the clueless look in her eyes.

“Love, it’s not Tonks.” Remus said softly. Your face flushed and you felt your heart pumping out of your chest.

 “Pads?” you asked quietly, scared he wasn’t the real thing. 

Tears slipped down Sirius’s cheeks, his voice was croaky “It’s me, (Y/N).” You glanced at your husband, he was looking away, staring at a stain on the wallpaper. You looked back at Sirius and stepped to him, touching your fingers to his cheekbone. He looked pleadingly into your eyes, it was obviously physically hurting him to not slam his lips onto yours. You didn’t really know what to say, you just slowly wrapped your arms around his neck and rested your forehead on his chest. He quickly wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you flush to him, a deep breath leaving his chest he hadn’t realized he’d been holding.

 Even though your eyes were shut you could feel Remus watching you pensively, anticipating losing you to Sirius once again.

anonymous asked:

Sigh...why is it always the jily shippers or blogs with jily in their name that have some of the most ridiculous arguments against Snape? Part of me thinks it's because he somehow gets in the way of their ship (despite jily being canon) in the same way some drarry shippers crap on ginny all the time

Yeah, I’d guess that it’s sort of what you say, really - if you’re so into Jily as a pairing that it forms your username, then you’re obviously going to read the series from a pro-Lily, pro-James standpoint, and when it comes to each of those characters, Severus is somewhat problematic in their positive presentation.  

This is because he’s either your old best friend who you cut ties with, or he’s the boy you mercilessly bullied - to the point that he was still upset about it two decades later.  Consequently, Severus is a blot on their respective canvases, and - particularly in the case of James - perhaps prompts difficult discourse.  I think this causes some fans to double down in their hatred - not only is he a nasty teacher, but he also damages James.

Of course, the major point I would make is that Jily fans do not have to discuss Severus.  If there’s a post about Severus, they don’t have to talk about him - they can just ignore it.  Similarly, if there’s a post made about Severus and Lily, just because they’re fans of Lily (due to her presentation in ‘James and Lily’, presumably), they don’t have to wade in - just as pro-Severus fans don’t go wading into pro-Jily posts.

I almost regard Lily as having two distinct eras; her childhood and friendship with Severus, and her adulthood and marriage to James.  (Perhaps, Lily Evans vs Lily Potter.)  Most of all, I think it is possible to discuss each entirely separately, without casting major aspersions on the other.