• Remus: You're an idiot
  • Sirius: But you love me, right??
  • Remus: [trying to play hard to get] Mmmm.....
  • Sirius: Moony... noooooo.. I love you endlessly.. light of my life.. honeypie please.. Moonyyy *tearing up*
  • Remus: oKaY FinE i love you alright?? for the love of all things good just please stop crying
  • Sirius: ;))
Sirius Black

My brother: What’s that word in Harry Potter? It’s starts with an “A”. Ya know, the thing Sirius Black was!

Me: Innocent? Amazing? Awesome?

My Brother: Okay. One, innocent starts with an “I”, dumbass.

“You can exist without your soul, you know, as long as your brain and heart are still working. But you’ll have no sense of self anymore, no memory, no … anything.”

Remus Lupin (Book 3)

Sirius: I failed my safety course today.
Remus: Why? What happened?
Sirius: Well one of the questions was “In the case of a fire what steps would you take?”
Remus: And?
Sirius: Well apparently, “FUCKING LARGE ONES” isn’t an acceptable answer.

Childhood - James Potter

Pairing: James Potter x Reader

Characters: James Potter, Remus Lupin

Warnings: N/A

Request: Anon: “could you do a James Potter one shot. Where the reader and he are childhood friends, until he meets the marauders and forgets about them. Then in sixth year he starts noticing them again, and gets over Lily because of them, but they don’t care much anymore, until seventh year”

Word Count: 770

Author: Hannah

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Imagine waiting with Remus in a safe house after an Order mission.


You two limped across the finish line 20 minutes late.

The whole event was a shit show. It had been a set up and no one - no one - was going to survive unscathed. 

You were leaning on Remus, your leg bleeding so much that you were scared to look at it. Something caught you in the thigh when you were running away. The pain had almost knocked you out, but Remus caught you before you hit the ground and disapparated you both away. 

You’d missed your port key, so the two of you had to traverse through fields and then back yards once you got closer. When you finally walked in, Remus called out for help and you were both rushed by James and Lily Potter. 

The Potters had been forced to stay home, Dumbledore’s orders. The two of them had just found out Lily was expecting and no one was willing to expose them to something like what happened that night. James and Remus lifted you onto the kitchen counter and Lily brought you a towel for your forehead. 

You heard everyone talking a mile a minute while James grabbed the scissors and started cutting off your pants leg. 

Lily stood by your head and ran a hand through your hair. “It’s not the bad,” she whispered. “We just have to clean it up and then we can start a potion.” You smiled weakly in response and looked up at Remus. 

“Where’s everyone? Did they already leave?” 

You caught the look that Lily gave James and tried to push her away, sitting up on the counter with a groan. 

“Come on, guys, we can’t be the only ones back,” Remus insisted, his eyes widened in fear. “There’s gotta be someone else.” 

James stepped back for a second, wiping your blood off on a dish towel.

“We’ve heard from the Longbottoms and the Westenburghs…” Lily started, her voice soft. You felt your heart start to rush as the silence drew on. 

“What about Benjy?” You whispered. James pursed his lips and wrapped his arms around Lily, careful not to let the blood touch her. You and Remus exchanged a look and he went to stand by your side, taking your hand. 

“Benjy didn’t make it,” Remus inferred, his voice tight. He and Benjy were supposed to take the same portkey home. He probably thought it was his fault. You leaned over to take Remus’s hand, but a sharp pain in your leg brought you back to reality.

You didn’t even have time to call out something like ‘it’s not your fault’ before Remus exited and the Potters got back to work.


Two hours and a disgusting potion later, your leg was wrapped and healing. You were helped down off the counter and given a change of clothes. When you were finally done up enough to move around, you went to find Remus. He was standing in the back room, pacing back and forth. Since you’d been down the Longbottoms had gotten back and they were upstairs sleeping off the adrenaline. Remus, however, was tearing his hair out. 

You leaned against the doorframe. 

“There were too many of them,” you chided, crossing your arms. “Remus, if you weren’t there, I would be dead.”

He whipped his head around to you, his eyes hardened against you. “If I was there, Benjy wouldn’t be dead.” There were tears in his eyes. You hobbled over to his side and wrapped your arms around his waist, hugging him tightly. 

“I’m sorry this happened,” You whispered, pressing a kiss to his shoulder. “I’m sorry that we had to go through this.”

Remus melted into the embrace and started to sob. 

“It’s gonna be okay.”

Minerva Mcgongall pulled out her notebook and turned to the page that listed the names and details of that years Gryffindor Quidditch team. Her heart swelling with pride she jotted down the name “Harry Potter” next to the position “Seeker” before closing the book and opening a second drawer. She took out a small, wooden box and rummaged in it for a few seconds before withdrawing a worn out envelope, inside of which was a short letter and a photograph.

“Dearest Minnie,

Hope you’re doing well! I’m the same of course, driving Lily up the wall as usual, she sends you her love by the way!

Now I know I told you that you’ll never find a chaser as good as me ever again, but it just goes to show that even the brilliant are sometimes mistaken. I’ve found you (made you!) a replacement who will one day outshine his old man by leagues! Enclosed is a photograph of your new Quidditch prodigy so that you may assess his skills for yourself. We have him chasing the cat for practice. He’ll be unbeatable by the time he starts at Hogwarts! The youngest Quidditch player in a century!

I guarantee it, Minnie. And you know I’m never wrong, though you’ll never admit it!

Missing you and Hogwarts terribly,

Lots of love,

James

P.S. Sirius says his marriage proposal still stands.”

Wiping away a single tear that ran down her cheek and chuckling to herself, she smiled down at the photograph of a small, gleeful, black haired boy zooming along on a toy broom, a pair of legs chasing after him and a young woman laughing hysterically in a corner.

“Right again, Mr. Potter.”

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I dont want to study for my exams and I want to draw shitty memes

some notes:

  • Regulus is trying to be cooler than his brother.
  • Petunia would rather die than sit on the wizard’s sofa. 
  • Bellatrix is wearing red so you wont see the blood 
  • and Barty just don’t give a fuck.