jily fic

Lily and Sirius dancing at every wedding they go to.

Lily eating her cake and Sweet Caroline comes on and she meets Sirius’s eye from across the table and they’re up in like .23 seconds on the dance floor and singing very loudly and James is rolling his eyes and Lily’s about to go back and finish her cake because it was quite good and lemon is her favorite but then Build me Up Buttercup comes on and she whips around and points directly at Sirius as she sings and he’s pointing directly at her and clutching at his chest as he sings and dramatically begs her to not break his heart and then James comes over and asks for a dance because it is their wedding after all and she agrees and they dance and Sirius pulls Peter in for a waltz but then Aint No Mountain High Enough starts to play and James throws his hands up in the air in defeat because Lily screamed because she didn’t see Sirius behind her but she spots him just as the lyrics begin and they start their number and James goes to sit with Remus who hands him a drink and pats him on the back because Sirius has to go to a wedding next week while they’re on their honeymoon and Remus refuses to do that duet so please let him get it out of his system now.

this is really important to me okay


Because,” he stopped, and held my arm to keep me from moving,“Lily, because you’re you. You work your arse off twice as hard as anyone else just to be recognised, and I don’t think you mind it all that much. You had your best friend of six years call you a Mudblood in front of the entire school, and then you bounced back from it. You’re fair, and you’re just, and you’re smart. You tutor Second Years, and stop to help when a scrawny, annoying Firstie drops their books. You found out about Remus and you never shut him out. After what Sirius did, you were the only one who never gave up on him. You’re the kindest person I’ve ever met, actually. And that, that right there, is why you are the obvious choice. Because you don’t give up on people, ever. You always see the best in everyone, even when they don’t deserve it.” - Fate Works In A Funny Way


I’m warning you in advance that this will be quite long. Like incredibly, amazingly, unbelievably long. And also, I hope you enjoy AU - I do, probably way too much, AU fics are my favourites - because there’ll be a lot of those in here.

Anyway, without further ado:


  • The life and times - I’m pretty sure you’ve already read it, but still.
  • Say when - University AU - I need this to be updated right now!!! It’s absolutely amazing. There are just 6 chapters -I think- so far, but oh my goodness, it’s glorious!
  • Fighting fate - Pirate AU - okay, I absolutely love this, okay? pirate!AU’s are my weakness.
  • Every other midnight - Professor AU - if you’re into professor!Potter and student!Lily AU’s then this one is perfect for you. It’s super long -close to 1million words, 82 chapters- but it’s so worth it. The relationship development is wonderful, and it’s incredibly good because not only does it focus on James and Lily’s relationship, but Lily and Sirius’ and Lily and Remus’, even Lily and Hagrid’s, as well. And it’s just beautiful!
  • Petal in the rain - WWII AU- I’m in a love-hate relationship with this one because sometimes I think it’s really good, but then others I feel very disappointed in the characterisations…but well, it’s quite enjoyable. I have to say I still need to catch up with it hehe.
  • Starstruck - Band AU - this one is quite entertaining, you’ll like it (there’s a lot of Lily and Petunia in this one).
  • The curtain call - this is the latest completed, multi-chap I’ve read and I absolutely loved it. Lily’s characterisation wasn’t my favourite but, well, it was adorable, anyways.
  • Summer magic - I read this a long time ago, but I remember I liked it very much, so I thought I should recommend it, as well. Might re-read it with you, too, if you decide to give it a chance.
  • Before the fawn - hmmm I don’t know what to say about this. I like it but I don’t (?). It’s weird. But yeah, read and see.
  • Wind and waves - Pirate!AU - yup, another about pirates for you.
  • If we only die onceLily gets flak for dating James from the blood purists (while still at Hogwarts) and even though she never thought it would bother her, it does, and she gets kinda sucked into the belief that James’ life would be harder with her in it and considers ending things quickly so as to save everyone pain but James finds out and becomes furious - only chapters 1 and 2 so far. You’ll still cry a river, but you’ll love it, so go READ IT NOW!!!


There are quite a few because I’ve basically been reading only drabbles/one-shots lately instead of multi-chaps.

I love you, Lily.”

The silence was killing her. It was heavy in her ears and it seemed to echo menacingly off the walls and off the floor. She could feel it swallowing her whole; she wanted to run from it, because there was nothing she could do. For once in her life, she was helpless. She couldn’t even bear to imagine what it was like for him. He continued to stare at her, his grip on her shoulders weakening as the seconds passed by. Though they didn’t feel like seconds, they felt like minutes; really, really long minutes. She watched him swallow thickly. Watching as the hopeful expression slipped quickly from his perfect face.

She watched as the awful thoughts invaded that beautiful mind of his, she watched as they began to destroy him, as they began to break his heart and wreck his soul. She watched helplessly, because she couldn’t move her mouth – she’d tried and failed again and again.

One last, hopeful glint in his eyes, and he opened his mouth, “Lily? Lily, did you hear what I said?”

She blinked, and with all the strength she could muster, she nodded. It was a small nod; it felt so tiny that she wasn’t sure he even caught it. But he did. There was no way he could have missed it. To James it wasn’t a small nod, it was like she’d knocked him to the ground and pulled out his heart through his mouth.

It wasn’t just a nod; it was what broke James Potter.

His arms dropped limply by his side and he exhaled sharply. He tore his eyes away from her and ran a hand through his hair quickly, before covering his mouth. He felt ill - really, really ill. He turned towards the window; there was a lump in his throat and all the had colour drained from his face as he nodded,

“Right,” He croaked out, his hand running through his hair again, “Right, no worries then.”

“James-” She managed to say, her voice sounded nothing like her own. It wavered, it was small, fragile – it was scared. She was scared.

He held up a hand slightly to stop her talking, he struggled to find the words, “Don’t worry about it. You don’t have to explain.”

He’d put a distance between them, and she’d never felt so alone. She could reach out and touch him, but she knew he didn’t want her to, and that hurt more than anything. 

“James – Please…” she whispered, covering her mouth with both her hands as her voice cracked. She wanted to run now more than ever. The look on his face was too much to bear. It was broken. She’d broken James Potter.

“I mean why would you?” He said to himself quietly, with a sad chuckle, “You’re Lily Evans. You’re perfect and witty and clever – why would you love a prat like me?”

“I’m not perfect.” She whispered, tears falling silently from the corners of her eyes.

He smiled sadly as he stared out the window, watching as the snow coated the grass outside, “To me, you are.”

“I’m not,” She argued, not bothering to wipe away the tears as she took a step nearer to him, “I’m a coward, James. I’m foolish and – and horrible and selfish. If I was perfect I – I wouldn’t be afraid to-” she choked, wishing she hadn’t taken that step towards him as he turned around and faced her once more.

“Wouldn’t be afraid to what?”

She sighed, fresh tears fighting their way to the surface as she lifted her head to meet his gaze. The look in his eyes broke her heart, it was loving and kind, despite the fact that she had just responded in the worst way possible to someone telling you that they loved you. She expected his eyes to be cold and resentful, but when he looked at her; she felt warm again, she felt at home – and that in itself was what scared Lily Evans about James Potter.

“Do you know how terrifying the idea of loving you is, James?” She asked quietly, her small hand reaching out and grabbing a handful of his jumper, taking another step closer to him, “I know that once I admit it. Once I admit that… that I love you; there’s no going back. I’m going to feel this way forever; I’m going to love you forever. And when you wake up one day, and you don’t feel the same anymore – I’ll just be stuck here, loving you like I do now.”

The silence was back; but something was different this time. It wasn’t cold and suffocating. Instead it was warm, comforting even. She’d finally said what she needed to say, what she needed him to hear. James’ face had softened as he placed his hands on either side of her face, his thumbs wiping the tears off her cheeks,

“You’re right, Evans. You are foolish.”

“I know.”

“You’re foolish to think that I’m ever going to wake up and not love you.”

anonymous asked:

Could you make a short story about when lily and james are alive and sirius isn't I azkaban and all of them plus remus are giving harry love advice

This sort of ran away from me a bit…

They were all gathered in the Potter’s kitchen for Sunday morning breakfast, as it had become something of a tradition. Lily was making fresh orange juice and Sirius was at the stove, cooking bacon and blueberry pancakes. James was seated at the table, feeding mashed bananas to his two year old son.

“Is Harry awake yet, dear?” Lily asked, slicing another orange in half.

“I believe so.” James said, wiping some of the mush off the toddlers face with his knuckle and then licking it off. Lily made a face at him, but he didn’t notice. “He leaves for Hogwarts in three days, I don’t think he’s slept much at all since his letter came.”

Sirius laughed, “Little tyke can’t wait to get away from you two.”

“That’s not funny, Sirius.” Lily frowned.

“Oh pish. I’m yanking your chain, love.”

“Morning mum, dad, Uncle Pads.” Harry said with a large grin on his face as he sauntered into the kitchen. “I tried to wake up Jane.”

“And?” Lily prompted.

“Well,” Harry looked around the kitchen and held his hands out. “Do you see her?” Sirius laughed and Lily clicked her tongue. 

“Don’t speak to you mother like that, young man.” James said. “And you haven’t said good-morning to your brother yet.” Harry rolled his eyes and walked up to the drooling toddler.

“Good morning, David.” He patted him on the head and David shrieked with excitement and started banging his fists on the table.

Lily cocked her head to the side and smiled. “He’s going to miss you.”

Harry grinned a bit, but tried not too. “I suppose I’ll miss him as well.”

I won’t miss you.” Jane snapped, marching into the room and angrily taking a seat next to her father. “Prat you are, waking me up at eight o’clock.”

“Good-morning, sunshine.” James lent over and kissed the nine year old on her cheek. She crossed her arms and slouched over in her chair.

“Is Uncle Remus coming?” She asked.

“I’m not good enough for you?” Sirius asked, twirling around and waving his spatula in the air. Jane and Harry exchanged a look and then both started laughing at the same time. Lily patted Sirius on the shoulder and tried not to let him see her smile.

“Remus should be over here soon.”

“Is he bringing the funny lady with the pink hair?” Jane asked, now completely over her morning funk.

“Not this morning.” Lily said. “You like her though, don’t you?”

“She can turn her mouth into a duck’s mouth.” Jane giggled. “And she has pink hair. I like pink, so I like her.”

“Sounds reasonable.” James said with a nod. “You want to finish feeding David for me?” Jane agreed and James stood up to get the plates out of the cabinet. “So, what are you most excited for, Harry?”

“I don’t know. Everything!”

“Sounds about right.” Sirius laughed. “Though your dad and I have to have a talk with you before you go.”

“What kind of talk?” Lily asked, raising an eyebrow at her husband.

“Relax Lily, we’re just going to talk to him about girls.” Sirius shrugged. Jane and Harry exchanged yet another look, Harry’s face had gone slightly red but Jane looked confused.

“I can tell you about girls, seeing as how I am one.” She flicked her red hair over her shoulder and sat up straight. “Girls are sweet and nice and better at everything than boys are.”

Lily bit her lip and started shaking with silent laughter as James nodded along with his daughters words. “I’d like to add that they are also always right.” James said. “Always. Even when they are wrong.”

“That’s very important.” Sirius said solemnly.

“Morning everyone!” Remus walked in through the back door and walked up to Lily, kissing her on the cheek. “Sorry I’m late.”

“S’fine.” Sirius smirked. “How’s Dora?”

“Excellent, thanks for asking.”

“You might want to join this conversation, Remus.” Lily said, an amused expression on her face. “They’re giving Harry girl advice.”

“Isn’t Harry a bit young to be dating?” Remus asked.

“Dating!” Jane shrieked. “Ooooo! Harry’s got cooties!”

“All boys have cooties.” James said, ruffling his daughter’s hair. “Never forget that.”

“You can’t tell her that and then give Harry advice about girl!” Lily put her hands on her hips. “That’s not right, James.”

“Yeah yeah, alright. Nobody in this house is allowed to date until they’re… forty.” 

"That’s exactly the kind of overly dramatic proclamation I would expect from you.” Remus laughed, falling onto a seat next to Jane who grabbed her dad’s hand and smiled up at him.

“I don’t want to date anyone. I just want to live here with you and mum forever.”

“If only.” James smiled ruefully and then looked at his eldest son. “But in all honesty, you shouldn’t be thinking about dating anyone until you’re at least thirteen.” Then he looked at Jane and mouthed, “Sixteen.”

“And stay away from the redheads.” Sirius said, slinging his arm around Lily’s shoulders. She rolled her eyes.

“They’re nothing but trouble.” James nodded. Harry, still red in the face, grinned.

“I’m eleven. If I’m not allowed to date for another two years, can we hold off on this conversation till then?”

“Sounds perfectly reasonable. Besides, it’s time to eat.” She brought her pitcher of orange juice to the table just as Sirius was putting the last of the pancakes and bacon onto a plate.

They sat around the table, they joked, they laughed, and most importantly, they were not dead.

anonymous asked:

Can you recommend some Jily fluffy one shots/multi chapters please? Tysm x


And this isn’t exactly fluff but it’s hilarious and you should read it anyway.


My heart was beating rapidly, but I knew it was useless. James Potter was my friend, and that was all there was to it. Really. Nothing between us could ever work out. Not that I wanted anything to. But his hands were warm, and his grip was gentle, and at the time, I simply wanted to feel safe. (x)

james potter is rubbish at football. 

and i mean rubbish

it started off innocently enough. lily made a throwaway comment about how she loved football, and how even though she did love quidditch (she added hastily, noting the daggers sirius and james were giving her), she did miss watching games on the telly. the boys gave a combined murmur of acknowledgment before returning to their pre-NEWT defense assignment.

but, james potter being james potter, didn’t let it go. he continually pestered lily about this whole ‘football’ thing. ‘what was so exciting about it anyways? a bunch of blokes running around chasing a ball? there weren’t even any brooms involved! honestly, evans!’ 

each time he bombarded lily with questions, she would just sigh and wave him off by saying that football was something that you had to experience, and not just try to explain. 

and of course, james took that as a challenge. if lily was impressed by these muggle football players, well for merlin’s sake he would be the best damned football-er the world had ever known. 

so that’s how it happened. the details of how it all happened were foggy, but somehow instead of spending a glorious saturday at hogsmade, james forced his friends and his (very amused) girlfriend to meet him at the local muggle football field. 

sirius, not knowing a lick about football, showed up in his quidditch uniform–padding and all. 

peter, also knowing nothing about football, just showed up in a gryffindor jersey and trainers.

remus, having grown up playing football with the boys in his neighborhood showed up in a light maroon sweater, hole-filled jeans and the trainers he never wears unless playing quidditch with the boys. 

james stood victoriously in the center of the field with what can only be assumed to be a brand new ball. it can be assumed to be brand new considering james was decked out with a football jersey, shorts and turf shoes–none of which he had owned a day ago. 

lily looked bemused as she took a seat on the grass, wishing she had some popcorn to snack on while she watched this all go down. 

sirius, as it turns out, is quite brilliant at the sport, especially as goalkeeper (which, was no surprise considering he was a keeper after all). he was able to pass the ball with ease, and where he aimed, the ball went. 

peter was also decent. his talent of swerving away from filch and running away from professors had truly come in handy. 

remus was just as good, maybe even better, than sirius. having played as a boy he knew the ins and outs of the sport well, and was able to play both as a forward and as a defender. 

james, well. james was just awful. he truly was. his long limbs seemed to get in the way of nearly everything he tried to do. he kept on forgetting the ‘no hands’ rule, and half-an-hour in he was covered in mud from tripping over the ball so often. really, it was just embarrassing to watch. 

by the end of the match, or rather when james declared the game was over, he was as despondent as a person could possibly be. the other three boys were laughing while playfully passing the ball back and forth to each other, but james lagged behind, glaring ruefully at the damned ball that ruined his chances of impressing lily. 

speaking of which, lily was nowhere to be seen. ‘probably ditched after seeing how bloody awful i was’, james muttered to himself. 

‘you were quite awful’, lily noted. james whipped around to find lily standing there with a grin plastered on her face holding a towel and a water-bottle. james took both eagerly. 

‘glad to see my plan to impress you worked so well, evans’, james grumbled as he wiped the mud off his neck (neck?? honestly? how did he manage to get mud on his bloody neck??”

lily just rolled her eyes and leaned in to give him a peck on his filthy cheek. 

‘rubbish or not, you still look brilliant in a uniform, potter’. 

“I don’t dance.”

Her hand was still stretched out towards him, and his arms were folded tightly across his chest. She narrowed her eyes, and smirked at him. James almost regretted the influence he’d had over that smirk since they started dating,


“I don’t believe you.”

“It’s true.”

“Gryffindor’s golden boy can’t dance?”

“Shut up.”

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anonymous asked:

Can you write something where Lily is on the brink of really liking James and he's using a whole bunch of pickup lines on her that he heard from Sirius an even though she wants to be annoyed she finds them and him adorable?

Pickup lines are fun. Thank you anon. :)

“Pardon me, is there a mirror in your pocket? Because I keep seeing myself in your skirt.” Lily’s head shot up and she wasn’t surprised to find James Potter standing in front of her with his hands on his hips and a playful smile on his face. They were in the back corner of the library, the DADA section. Lily was attempting to finish an essay. James didn’t seem to care.

“Excuse me?” Lily asked, trying her best to look upset with him. She was finding that that was as task that was becoming harder and harder to accomplish these days however, and she ended up pursing her lips together to hide a smile. It probably had something to do with their new found friendship, her reluctant admission that he was actually a very funny bloke and her even more reluctant admission that she might fancy him a bit. She was thinking that it was the first two though.

“That’s a really nice smile you’ve got there,” James took a step towards her, cocking an eyebrow and leaning forward. “It’s a shame that’s not all you’re wearing.”

“What are you doing, James?” Lily laughed. She didn’t want to of course, but how could she not when he was currently being so ridiculous? And besides, it was either laugh or blush, and one of those were much less incriminating than the other.

“Sirius and I were going over some pickup lines last night.” James shrugged. “Thought I’d try a few of them out for myself.”

“Is that what the two of you do in your spare time? Sit around and seduce one another with vulgar pickup lines?”

“Yes. And those weren’t even that bad. You should have heard some of the ones Sirius was saying.” James pretended to shudder and Lily rolled her eyes. “Hey, why don’t your surprise your roommates tonight and not come home?”

“Oh, we’re still doing this then?” Lily asked. “That’s nice. I’m going to look for my book now.”

“Do you know, your hair and my pillowcase are perfectly color coordinated?”

“I don’t believe that’s true. Gryffindor red and my red are slightly off matched and look horrible together.”

“You’re insinuating that you know what color my pillow is. People will talk.” James looked around the empty isle and raised his eyebrows.

“I’m assuming that it’s the same color as everyone elses in Gryffindor. Because I’m assuming that it’s the pillow that was given to you when you-”

“I’ve got another one that works for muggles and wizards.” James interrupted her completely correct list of assumptions. “Love, are you a broom? Because you just swept me off my feet.”

“That’s a horrible line.” Lily sighed, shaking her head. “No one ever falls for these.”

“Sirius said that they work for him all the time.”

“I think Sirius is taking the micky out of you. Or trying to get you to make a fool of yourself. Which he succeeded in, if that was his plan.”

“There’s a good chance of that.” James nodded. “I’ve got more though.”

“I think I’ve heard enough.” Lily said, pulling a book off the shelf to read through the index.

“One more.” James said, holding up one finger and giving her that look of his. She bit her lip and tried to stay strong. But then she had to admit to herself that perhaps she fancied him a bit more than a bit.

“Alright, one more. But make it a good one.”

James smiled and then cleared his throat. “If it’s true that you are what you eat… then I could be you in the morning.” Lily closed her eyes and tried to compose herself. Unfortunately that didn’t last long and she ended up laughing much to loud for someone in the library. James chuckled appreciatively, and then hushed her so that they wouldn’t get kicked out, which he correctly assumed would only make Lily upset with him.

“That’s horrible.” Lily laughed, whipping the tears from her eyes. “Completely horrible.”

“I know.” James grinned.

“Hey, do you sleep on your front?” Lily asked suddenly, looking back at the shelf of books now. James crinkled his brow and shook his head and her seemingly random question.  

“No. I normally sleep on my back, what does this have to do-”

“Do you mind if I do?” She looked back at him and winked before walking away.

“I see what you did there.” James called after her. “I see what you did and I liked it.” Lily smirked as she sat down at her table and began to write her essay.

She and He

She’s going to tell him today. She has been putting it off for almost two weeks now, waiting to see if the git would figure it out, but all he’s done is fight the bloody war. All day, and sometimes all night. She thinks he has forgotten how to love her.

He is in an unusually (for these days) good mood today. He feels like it’s been weeks since he has properly talked to her, kissed her, made love to her. The war keeps rearing its ugly head. He thinks it’s about time he shows her just how much he loves her.

She finds him propped up at the kitchen table, leaning his chair back on two legs. A vivid memory of a sixteen-year old James toppling off his chair at the Gryffindor table halfway though the usual ‘All right, Evans?’ as the entire Great Hall echoed with laughter floats up in front of her eyes. She stifles a chuckle. He turns his head around and looks at her. She has a fond smile playing on her lips and an even fonder look in her eyes. And it’s all for him. He gets up and kisses her.

She hadn’t realized how much she’d missed him. As their lips collide, their hearts bump against each other, too. It’s where they belong: together. He tastes like the war: rough, warm and smoky. It’s only logical; the war is part of him, now. She suddenly remembers what she needs to tell him.

He entangles his fingers in her hair, relishing the feel of the tangled red locks. No, no, don’t pull back, Lily. Why is she moving away from him? He tries to slip his hands around her waist.

She gently catches his hands and entwines them with hers.

“Sit, James.”

“Are you mad at me?”

Sit, James,”

He reluctantly plops back down on the chair, automatically leaning it back again.


She tries to stall.

“How did the Hogsmeade raid go? I heard you caught a couple of those arsehats in masks?”

He knows she’s not telling him something.

“It was okay. Dumbledore’s taken them to his office. They’d be lucky to come out in one piece, the bastards.”

She agrees, lips curving up into a tiny smile.

“We’re lucky we came out in one piece, aren’t we? That time in sixth year after we’d had that particularly gruesome duel? I was sure we were goners, then,” she grins reminiscently.

“Well, considering the fact that I was covered in singing warts and you were completely orange; I think we did pretty well,” he laughs. “The shade did look rather fetching on you, though,”

She smacks him lightly. “Fancy some warts, James? This time it’ll be “God Save the Queen”, don’t worry,”

He smirks and leans in. Their lips are touching, but not quite. “Try me.”

“I’m pregnant.” Lily whispers, right against his lips.

James falls off his chair.

She knew he would. Truth be told, she probably intended him to. The twit deserved to have some falls, now and again, great big ego that he had. She giggles, and crouches down next to him.

He’s not quite sure what just happened. Did she…had she…was Lily—

“Yes, James. I’m pregnant. About a month and a half down the line.”

He is still sprawled on the cold floor, lanky limbs all over the place. He stares at her, unblinkingly. They were going to—

“We’re having a child, Potter. Now, get your skinny arse off the floor and kiss me properly.”

Her crisp voice and bright green eyes penetrate his daze. It finally dawns on him.

She clearly sees the whirlwind of emotions that speed across his handsome face.

Shock, then confusion. Realization follows comprehension. Excitement morphs into joy, until one final emotion dominates his features. Euphoria.

He promptly slips off his elbows.

She bursts into loud guffaws, twisting around to lie down next to her husband.

He rubs his head and shoots her a reproachful look.

“You knew I’d fall off.”

“Of course, love.” She wiggles closer until she’s almost lying on his stomach, and rests her head on his chest.

He tilts her chin gently, so she’s looking into his eyes.

Green to hazel, hazel to green. Just like it’s always been.

“We, are going to be, the best parents ever.” He announces proudly. She beams back.

“Do you know how to change a nappy, James?”

“Why do you think I’m friends with Remus and Sirius?”

“Shut up.”


She kisses him.

He hasn’t forgotten, after all.


Jily Fanfiction Recommendations


Note: I have read all of these. If you would like one-shot recommendations, please check my jily fic tag.

Previous recommendation post.

Commentarius by B.C Daily. 

Lily has always considered herself ordinary. But as she enters her 7th year, things start changing and Lily starts going a bit mad. Suddenly, she’s Head Girl, her mates are acting strangely, and there’s a new James Potter she can’t seem to get rid of.

The Life and Times by Jewels5.

She was dramatic. He was dynamic. She was precise. He was impulsive. He was James, and she was Lily, and one day they shared a kiss, but before that they shared many arguments, for he was cocky, and she was sweet, and matters of the heart require time.

Fate Works In A Funny Way by gxldentrio.

Lily despised James and all of his maneurisms. James hated how she was always so uptight. But with head duties, common friends, and a curious Divination seminar, neither of them is ready to look at each other the same way again. Marauders Era, 7th Year.

A different view on Love by Merlinhelz. *After a potions accident, James and Lily switch bodies. However, they need to keep it a secret:- Brewing the potion wasn’t exactly in the school rules. Watch how they cope living inside each others skin.The Muggleborn Protection Act by e.demitria.Voldemort is at large and new Ministry policy is enacted in light of increased Muggle killings: all Muggle-borns are assigned to a Pureblood family for protection. Can Lily learn how to be a Potter…without falling for her new brother?

The Boyfriend trilogy (Boyfriend, Fiancée and Pregnant) by Molly Raesly. 

Potter was going to say that he wasn’t my boyfriend. I couldn’t let him do that. For the love of Merlin, I could not let him do that. I had to stop him. He couldn’t tell her the truth. So I did the only conceivable thing I could think of. I kissed him.

Buried Treasure and Transmogrify by RiennaHawks. 

Lily Evans has spent years despising James Potter. He has spent just as long worshiping her. When seventh year pairs them Head Boy and Girl, each comes to realize that their judgment isn’t quite what they thought it was.

Letters by GhostOfBambi. 

Abandoned by her best friend and suffering the torment of her hideous older sister - and her sister’s hideous boyfriend, Lily Evans thought she was in for a boring summer. James Potter had other ideas

A Month of Sundays by Marzipan. 

How exactly does Lily discover her buried feelings for James Potter? Picks up from James’s and Lily’s 5th year, shortly after Lily ends her friendship with Snape.

Kiss and Tell by SunshineDaisiesWindmills.

The rules were simple. Provoke each other. Scream at each other. Snog each other. Do this as frequently as possible, but don’t ever, ever kiss and tell.

You Don’t Say by UndercoverFabala.

Lily genuinely liked James Potter. He was handsome enough to make any girl swoon, but he was also funny, clever, and secretly kind. Unfortunately, he could also be rude, thoughtless, spoiled, and cruel. Finding the balance was the tricky part.

I’ll fight for you by Hazelmist.

“Then why won’t you go out with me?” James asks quietly, looking down at me with blazing eyes. There are many reasons why I won’t go out with him. 1 He’s a selfish git. 2 He’s not my type and 3…“You would hurt me.”

One of them by ScarlettSunshine.

It’s a challenge. One week. Lily’s hanging out with the Marauders. But trying to keep up with four seventeen year old boys isn’t that easy. “If I win you don’t ask me out. At all. Never again.” “And if I win, you’re my girlfriend.” This’ll be interesting.

Inability to Act by GhostOfBambi. 

For anyone who ever wishes that they’d done something differently. For everyone who wishes that they’d said it when they had the chance. For the person who took a giant risk. For the people who were too afraid to.

Haggis from Algernon by Rude Gus.

The fic about nothing.

Summer Magic by movinggirl.

You mean to say that Potter’s family is coincidentally staying across the street from our beach house for the summer, Mum and Mrs. Potter are now randomly best friends, and they expect me to hang out with that git for two months? You’ve got to be joking.

The Devil Wears Quidditch Gear by HeyLookTheSnitch.

Darn those bloody Quidditch robes. For all Lily Evans cared, Quidditch could be chucked into the next century. In fact, the stupid sport should just be outlawed all together. Come to think of it, so should the game of Truth or Dare. LJ 7th year.

Penmanship smitten by HeyLookTheSnitch.

There were four things that I was incredibly certain of— 1. Prongs was a troublemaker. 2. He very well could be lying and really was a female. 3. I had no clue who he was. 4. I one hundred percent fancied the pants off the bloke.

What it’s Like by ohsnapitspotter.

Due to a potions incident, Sirius and Lily switch bodies. Not good. Lily is freaking out, and Sirius decides to play cupid. Not good at all. LJ. COMPLETE

Every Other Midnight by Kathryn'sNomDePlume.

Professor Potter and Head Girl Lily Evans… The Dark Decline.

Resolution by WeasleyWannabee.

“I think you’re an arrogant, selfish pig, and I think you’d be doing both of us a favor if you just left me alone!” Potter stared at me for a moment, an unreadable expression in his hazel eyes, before uttering a single word: “Okay.“

Priori Incantatem by Fellytone.

Can James Potter, Marauder and troublemaker extraordinaire, ever convince Lily Evans, Prefect and good girl, that they were meant to be?

Meeting the Marauders by PoppyPotter. 

Or how Mr Evans was forced to spend Christmas with four raving lunatics, had his life turned upside down and was forced to make his precious daughter go on a date.

All right, Evans? by CokeBottleK. 

Part One of in-progress trilogy: The thing about being Lily Evans and James Potter was that you couldn’t do anything without everybody else saying something about it.

I’ll take it shaken, not stirred by Jewels5. 

Mix: 1 portion each of mystery, mayhem, and murder. Add: James, Lily, spies, school, and sarcasm. Stir in: 1 tablespoon each of chaos and enmity. Blend using: sense of humor and ability to read. Serve: shaken, not stirred…

  • I want James twirling Lily every chance he gets. 
  • He’ll pass her in the hallway and he’ll act like he’s just going to smile at her but then at the last minute he takes her hand and twirls her around and right into his chest
  • Then he presses a kiss to her surprised lips and grin, “Hi there, love. Have a nice class.”
  • And at breakfast too.
  • First time he sees her in the morning he’s twirling her around until she’s laughing and yelling at him to stop and them he dips her, only saying he’ll let her up if she says she loves him.
  • And of course she willingly does, “Okay, Okay you idiot, you know I love you now stop people are staring…”

“Is Evans okay?”

James watched her intently, an eyebrow rose as she danced happily to the music that blared through the room. Remus looked across the room, to lay his eyes on the prefect in question. She was laughing loudly with Marlene McKinnon and Mary McDonald. Swaying slightly as she took a drink from her glass, her eyes were glazed slightly and seemed to have the hiccups. Remus frowned slightly, and shrugged,

“I don’t think she drinks much.”

“No, of course not.” James chuckled, “Not Saint Lily.”

Sirius smirked, “You know, Prongs. This might be as good a time as any to get a snog from her. Get it outta your system, huh mate?” he said as he took a drink from his own glass. James punched him in the chest, causing Sirius to spit his drink down himself. He heaved loudly as he tried to draw his breath in once more, glaring up at James as he leant on his knees with his hands.

“It’s not like that and you know it.” James said, taking a triumphant mouthful of his drink. Remus smiled to himself, laughing as Sirius struggled to stand up straight again. James glanced back over at the redhead, only to see that she wasn’t where she’d been moments before. He looked around quickly, unable to spot her anywhere in the room. He was starting to worry, when a pair of small hands covered his eyes from behind him,

“Guess who?” A small voice asked.

“McGonagall?” He replied, with a smirk.

The hands dropped gently from his face, and the redhead appeared beside him, grinning as she said slowly, “You’re dreadful at that game, Potter.”

He laughed, and couldn’t help but notice that Remus and Sirius subtly disappeared. Lily didn’t seem to notice though, as she looked up at him. Her eyes were slightly unfocused, and she seemed unsteady on her own feet.

“Had a bit to drink tonight, Evans?”

She held her index finger to her lips and said, “Don’t tell anyone, Potter.” She then leant towards him and whispered, “But I’d never had firewhiskey before tonight.”

“How’d you like it?” he asked, raising an eyebrow in amusement.

“Well… I can’t feel my toes,” She frowned, looking down at her feet. She yawned widely, as she said, “And I’m really sleepy.”

“Firewhiskey tends to do that.” he said, sipping from his own glass as he smiled down at her. She was talking to him like a friend, like someone she didn’t despise; Merlin, she was even smiling back at him.

“Will you take me to bed, Potter?” she said, the words tumbling from her mouth before she could stop them. Her eyes widened as she realised what she’d said, and James raised an eyebrow at her, “I mean can you help me upstairs!” She said quickly, her cheeks burning red as she covered her face with her hands, “I just don’t think I can get all the way up to my room by myself.” She muttered, not taking her hands away from her face, as her words seem to run into one another.

James grinned, resisting the urge to laugh, “I’d love to take you to bed, Evans.” He teased, “But I physically can’t get up the girls staircase, you know that.”

She yawned again, and leaned softly against his shoulder, “That’s okay.” She said quietly, her eyes shutting gently. He looked down at her, unable to stop himself from thinking that she looked bloody adorable. He shook her gently, “C’mon, Evans. Backup plan.” He said, pulling her carefully onto his back. She laughed softly in his ear, but didn’t object as she wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around her waist. He began to climb the stairs, but instead of going left to the girls’ staircase, he went right.

He pushed the door to his dorm open, finding it empty as he carried her inside. The slow breathing of the girl on his back, told him she was just about asleep once again. He set her down gently on his bed, and she muttered sleepily, “This isn’t my bed.” Her arms still hung loosely around his neck as she sat on his bed, and looked up at him.

Here was his chance. He was close enough to her, and she had a look in her eye he’d never seen before, she was looking between his lips and his eyes. He could kiss her, and finally know what her lips on his felt like. He could kiss her right then and there, but he didn’t. 

“No, Evans. It’s mine.” He said, moving to pull the blanket up and over her, trying as best as he could to avoid those big green eyes as they stared up at him. She smiled softly, and nuzzled herself into the pillow after she let go of his neck. His heart raced as she hugged his pillow to her chest, and he could have sworn it almost stopped when she smiled and whispered,

“It smells like you… like black coffee and cinnamon.”

He swallowed thickly; and rubbing the back of his neck he said, “Sleep well, Evans.”

As he was walking back towards the door, he heard her mumble into the pillow, “Don’t ever think that I don’t like you, James. Because I do.” He paused; his back still to her as tiny smile grew on his lips,

He might not have kissed her, but that would do for now.

[Requested by all-the-stars-up-in-the-sky - hope it’s okay lovely.]

I don't fancy Potter

“I don’t fancy James Potter.” Lily Evans said as she scribbled the introduction of her Charms essay. She was in the library.

Her two best friends, Mary and Marlene met each other’s eyes and grinned.

“Nobody asked.” Marlene said, her eyes sparkling.

“Nobody even mentioned his name!” Mary laughed.

“Oh, well… I was just thinking about him and I wanted to clear that up.” Lily said, pushing a piece of hair behind her ear.

She let a strand of hair slip through her fingers and she remember an off remark James made about liking her hair.

“You were just thinking about him?” Mary laughed.

“No! Well… Okay, yes. But I’m not usually thinking about him.” Lily defended herself hastily.

“Fantasies, they’re called.” Marlene supplied.

“Not fantasies!” Lily snapped hotly. “I was thinking about…”

She trailed off. Because really, she had been thinking about James’ hair and his smile and that funny sensation in the pit of her stomach she got whenever he was in her field of vision.

“…I was thinking about… head duties!” She finished, finally.

Marlene and Mary exchanged skeptical looks but said nothing.

“We believe you.” Marlene said in such a tone she was letting Lily know they certainly don’t believe her.

Silence was restored for another few minutes, in which Lily finished a paragraph in her Charms essay and she played back a memory in her head; a late night in the common room.

That particular night, in the Head’s common room, her and and James had been talking, some innocent flirtation, some very personal details swapped and a lot of intense eye contact.

“I don’t fancy him, at all.” Lily said, feeling the need to break the silence and press her point.

“I am immune to his sexiness and I don’t fancy him in the slightest, even though we have had loads of eye contact.”

“Eye contact?” Marlene said in mock- seriousness. “I hope you’re not pregnant!”

“Oh, shut up, Mar.” Lily rolled her eyes.

“You’re completely sure you don’t fancy James Potter?” Mary asked, fixing the red head with a scrutinising stare.

“Very sure.” Lily grinned, confidently. “I don’t even fancy him when he’s playing Quidditch.”

“That good you don’t fancy him,” Marlene told her friend. “So, are you going to give us another explanation as to why whenever you see him you go red and avoid his eyes but also flirt with him and giggle a lot?”

“I don’t fancy him.” was all Lily said.

Just then, the said boy walked into the library. He was alone and he walked slowly into the library, his head in a book.

“He even studies now?” Mary commented, raising an eyebrow.

“I don’t fancy him, at all.” Lily repeated, unable to tear her eyes away from James.

He looked up from his book just in time, to stop himself from walking into a table. He saw Lily looking at him and he waved.

She waved back, grinning.

“I don’t fancy him!” She whispered, looking at her friend’s expressions.

“We know.” Mary rolled her eyes.

“Well…” Lily said, starring at James. “If I do fancy him, it’s only a little bit.”

marauders and lily halloween night headcanons
  • lily sometimes skipped the halloween feast to go to nearly headless nick’s party
  • it was during one of these parties she decided james potter wasn’t that bad after all
  • it was the first time james had gone to one of those parties
  • it was in sixth year and james was angry at sirius (you know why) and he felt like the marauders were based on lies 
  • and he didn’t feel like facing sirius for a whole halloween party
  • not that sirius was having that much fun either
  • but so james decided to go to sir nicholas’ party 
  • and he was so polite to all the ghosts and sir nicholas looked so happy
  • so lily decided that maybe going up to james and saying hello would be the nice thing to do
  • and everything escalated back from there
  • and exactly 5 years later peter pettigrew ratted them out and they were killed
  • sorry about this

The Marauders are all hanging at James and Lily’s and they’re all messing around. Sirius and James are wrestling in the living room while Remus and Peter cheer them on, placing their bets on each of the guys (Remus bets Sirius will win while Peter bets James would). Lily pokes her head from the kitchen and asks them to kindly stop because she’s getting a headache and they might break something. Then Sirius yells,

“Calm down Evans, you’re overreacting.”

“Hey! It’s Potter now, Black.” James yells back whenever Sirius calls her by her maiden name.

Lily just rolls her eyes and tries to finish up dinner while the boys resort to a game of tag running all around the house. Once she calls everyone in for dinner, they all rush in like a pack of wolves. Sirius is talking really loud with his mouth full, Remus is literally howling, Peter can not stop laughing, and James is trying to talk over Sirius. Lily stays quiet watching them with great irritation. She asks again if they can quiet down but nobody listens. They don’t even seem to notice when she excuses herself and rushes to the bathroom. By the time she comes back, the Marauders are back in the living playing a game of American flag football (instead of using flags, they use their wands). Lily asks them again to stop louder and ready to kick them out. Suddenly, she hears a crack; they all stop and she looks over to see what it was. A frame had broken containing a photograph of her parents. The room is uncomfortably quiet. James approaches the frame and says,

“Don’t worry Lils, it’s nothing magic can’t solve.”

Lily then begins to sob loudly and uncontrollably. All the Marauders freeze unsure of what to do. Lily walks over to the frame and kneels beside it. They all begin to reassure Lily that they are sorry and it was easy to repair. James casts the spell on the frame and shows it to Lily but she barely even looks at it.
She yells for everyone to stop talking and they all look at her confused.

“James, how do you expect to start a family if you and your friends still act like little children?”

James quickly tells her that they are just messing around. He’ll let her know when the time is right. All the Marauders chime in letting her know that James will be a great father some day and that they’d all be there for them. Lily sobs harder and shakes her head.

“There’s no time. I’m pregnant…” It feels as if the only person in the room is Lily. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologize, Lily, there’s no reason for you to.” Says James.

He smiles at her and begins to cry too. He hugs her , telling her that she just made him the happiest man alive; he can’t wait until they meet the Little Potter. The Marauders begin to cheer loudly bringing a smile to Lily’s lips. They stand and James begins to hug her tighter. She dries her eyes and happiness overcomes her.

“That explains the mood swings.” Says Peter.

“And the trips to the bathroom.” says Remus.

“You know what else this tells us? The Potters have been getting busy.” Sirius gives them all a wide smile.

trishxwalker asked:

five times James chickened out on asking out Lilly, and the one time Lilly just did it herself

love in the dark
pairing: james potter/lily evans for thenoiseandthefunk
word count: 4k+ (shit.)
edited: yes, somewhat 

notes: 1) this got really away from me 2) iirc this was meant to be a short drabble but i lost the prompt post so YOU GET 4K 3) this became more “five times james potter chickened out on telling lily how he feels and one time she did it herself” rather than specifically asking her out, but that’s ok too


She’s sitting at the Gryffindor table, poring over her heavy Transfiguration textbook, when James goes down to the Great Hall for breakfast that day. It’s a Hogsmeade weekend, and for once his Head Boy badge isn’t pinned to his chest. He takes a seat next to her, reaching over her book obnoxiously for the tray of waffles, and she gives him a little scoff. 

“Do you mind, James?” He knows she’s just jokingly irritated, because there’s a curve to her lips that he loves to see (even if it’s not so rare). 

"Well,” he says, inhaling through his teeth and putting an over-exaggerated spin on his voice. “My waffles are on the other side of you, so yeah, I do mind." 

"Oh, excuse me, I didn’t realize I was such a hindrance to you and your true love,” he imagines that this is where she would have retrieved the tray for him—but instead, she just steals a waffle and takes a bite out of it. 

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