sometimes i have a lot of feelings about harry james potter

How they feel about PDA...

this is the thingy in which i don’t overly describe things and actually stick to the plot. u can check my masterlist right here and request more preferences (and only preferences) right here. have fun reading and hope u like this unrequested piece. 

j a m e s  p o t t e r

Originally posted by chasingxprongs

I think James would be completely okay with it, he is not one to mind what people think about what he does or who’s he with. James is the actual meaning of lover boy, and would definitely enjoy not only babbling and boasting his significant other to everyone he knows but he’d also be very touchy. Always a hand on your back, on your waist, on your arms, hands, hair, ass, anywhere really, he’d just have to be touching you somehow, to let you know he’s there and he doesn’t plan on leaving. He’d be the kind of guy that would grin like a huge dork while he chatted his friends if you had his arms wrapped around him or had your head laid on his shoulder/lap/chest just because. Would absolutely ask you at least twice to consider letting him owl everyone he knows to tell them he’s dating you and a list of all your qualities because lover boy is a show-off. He wouldn’t mind snogging in public as well, if you did, though, he’d respect it without questioning it and would never cross the line, but you know what they say about being between four walls, right? Because James knows.

s i r i u s  b l a c k

Originally posted by nellaey

Sirius actually has a doctorate degree in PDA, a lot like James, except he’s worse. Would 10/10 snog you in an empty hallway, would not stop if anyone passed by. He wouldn’t mind it at all, he wouldn’t feel embarrassed or uncomfortable for having his lips glued to your rosy ones, long hands wrapped around your waist with such urgency anyone who had to watch that (ridiculous) display of affection would think you hadn’t seen each other for months. Very touchy, very hungry, very sweet. Now, if by any chance you were against PDA or felt uncomfortable and shy Sirius would be extremely understanding. Even if he wanted to show everyone how much he cared for you and be close to you throughout the day, he’d be very sweet about it and understand if all it took you to believe his feelings for you were private reassurances. But he’d suffer if he wasn’t allowed to kiss and snog you, and would definitely eagerly push you against a wall and press his lips to all the places you didn’t allow him during the day the minute you entered his or your dorm. Desperate Sirius is what I’m here for.

r e m u s  l u p i n 

Originally posted by odettein-wonderland

Remus would be adjacent, I feel as if he’d feel sort of uncomfortable in being touchy and affectionate in public. However, he wouldn’t be adverse having your hand in his, lightly pecking your lips and cheeks every now and then and having his arm permanently present around your waist, since being close to you was by far one of his favourite things to do, he just wouldn’t be fond of snogging in public. Not because he was shy or anything, just a personal preference of his. Nonetheless, privately, whether it was in an empty classroom or in his dorm, Remus would be extremely affectionate and open to show you all he’s been containing during the day, which means heart-stopping dewy lips against lips and playful touches, pink cheeks, muttering how much he missed and longed for you throughout the day, mumbling things such as “m’sweet girl” and praising you for all you are. An insatiable urgency to have you as close to him as he wishes, for as long as he desires.

r e g u l u s  b l a c k 

Originally posted by merlinss

I believe Regulus would mind, he cares a lot about how people see him, specially his parents so I think he’d be quite conservative about the way he acts towards his significant one in public. He’d be almost agonizingly respectful, holding your hand and kissing your cheek and forehead were as far as he went, sometimes if the hall wasn’t so full, he’d peck your lips. He was very apprehensive in public; taught to worry about his status since he came out of his mother, he couldn’t help but feel as if everything he did was wrong, so as an extremely quiet person, he’d keep on that facette in public even if you were right there with him. He’d smile once in a while at you and put quirky strands of soft hair behind your ear when they brushed on your face, but that was it. Privately though, he’d be persistent to show all his affection towards you, clutching your body to his as if he hadn’t touched you in years. 

(Aaron Taylor-Johnson as James Potter, Ben Barnes as Sirius Black, Matthew Hitt as Remus Lupin and Tyler Young as Regulus Black.)

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So I saw a post about how James Potter would never grow old and had an overwhelming feeling of “FIGHT ME”, and then I realized that the fandom never talks about what it would be like if he grew old, they just say they’re sad he didn’t…so here are elderly James Potter headcanons.

  • He’s super, super vivacious. It’s like he never ages except he clearly does because hair is gray and he has a cane and has some back problems. But he never loses his zest for life.
  • He goes to equality protests with the rest of the Marauders (which DOES include Lily) all the time, and tells the leaders that “he’ll hit anyone with a cane”.
  • Which he would, because he has
  • He fantasized about getting a sword installed in the cane. He once spent twenty minutes looking up places to do that, only to have Lily confront him later with a “please get me a sword, too”
  • So he did, and sometimes they do battles in the front yard until something happens to someone’s back.
  • James is that old guy that goes to quidditch matches all the time. The Chudley Cannons are in town? Whup, let’s go. He has this thing where he screams at the teams and waves his cane and the players never mind because it’s just like “it’s that Potter fellow again”
  • Whenever he sees teams, he’ll make them sign two things: his apparel for them and a shirt that he will intentionally buy the week before and keep the receipt so he can prove he saw them recently. 
  • He and Sirius have a thing where they’re in contest for “coolest grandparents”, and he wants to prove that he really is the coolest by having a shirt he bought “last week, my clone, see?
  • He always calls James his clone because the two of them find it hilarious, and then he asks James about the Marauders and James will tell him stories
  • He has inside jokes with all his grandkids.
  • Him and Lily Luna have a contest to see who can unintentionally wreck the Potters’ front yard the most because they both kill every growing thing (but they try!), so whenever he greets her, he says, “wreck any yards recently?”
  • Albus Severus is almost done memorizing the key sections of Hogwarts: A History so James and Albus have battles with memorized sections of Hogwarts: A History against Quidditch Through the Ages. They always have some joking talk about it when Albus arrives so they can both get their game up.
  • They like to do weird accents as they do them, as well.
  • Harry records all of these and sends them to Hermione and Ron because “hey look, Hermione, someone’s actually reading Hogwarts: A History
  • James’ messy hair never balds, it only goes gray. 
  • Although he HAS suggested to Lily that he follow in his father’s footsteps an make a magical hair dye: one for Lily and him to share, because she’s graying too. It’s very visible since she almost never puts her hair up.
  • She laughs and says she’d rather him share with Sirius.
  • The people at the Muggle grocery store love him, because he sits there and tells all his wizarding stories for hours and no one can tell if he’s serious or not, but he’s such a good storyteller that it doesn’t matter.
  • Whenever Harry and his kids come over he tries to help Lily bake something. It always turns out to be a disaster, but it always means he has a new story to tell them.
  • He gives the grandkids gifts every time they visit. The real question is who will get a prank gift and who gets a real gift. 
  • He does a similar thing with candy dishes by filling all of them with Bertie Botts. 
  • He still rides out on his broom whenever he can.
  • He has an old leather recliner. Because yes, of course he does.
  • The Marauders meet up every week. They talk and they do projects and basically are an entourage at this point.
  • Remus decided to grow a beard, which ends up looking like a few silly little wisps on his chin that bother all of them. Peter one day comments about how easy it would be to get rid of it in his sleep and so Sirius and James create a plan to hack it off
  • (a plan that never works, because Lily tells him the next day and Remus decides to cut it off before Sirius and James can)
  • James and Lily talk every single night and spend time together every single day. They never, ever run out of things to talk about.
  • They have a chore rotation.
  • Every night, before they go to sleep, he makes tea for Lily and himself (she likes chamomile with honey, his favorite changes every week). It’s the one thing he can cook besides Indian food, they food he grew up with, without entirely messing it up.
  • He goes to sleep at nine thirty so he can get sleep and have a great day tomorrow, too, because he learned that you CAN be too tired to enjoy life, and he doesn’t want to waste a minute of it.
  • He focuses a lot on experiences and friendships and relationships now, and he feels so lucky to be surrounded by so many amazing people that he loves, especially after the war.
  • He went to treatment for PTSD after it was over. Harry had to, too, but there are nights when Harry wakes up screaming and James and Lily are there to comfort him and calm him down because they know what it’s like and they love him more than anything else in the world.
  • James Potter lives a beautiful life as an older man and no one can tell me otherwise.
Marauders x Reader / It’s gonna be alright.

Hello, lovelies! ❤Today I came up with an idea to write some blurbs, with Marauders motivating/supporting the reader, as I really needed this kind of thing in my life at the moment. Still working on the requests and the ship, though! Hope you like it :) P.S. The Sirius is a bit longer, but oh well x

Originally posted by peterandygarfield

Remus :

“Look Y/N, everything is going to be fine!” Remus exclaimed, trying his hardest to say it as clearly as he possibly could.

At this point, he got used to this little routine that the two of you shared. Before every major exam that you had, you found yourself panicking like a little baby and he was always there to try to calm you down. Usually, he succeeded, but this time was different. It wasn’t just any exam.

“Remus it’s the N.E.W.T.s that we are talking about!” you squeaked and began to pace back and forth in front of him. “This is it, don’t you understand? This is the moment that is going to determine how my future will look like! It will decide how good of a witch I actually am and what chances I have to do what I want an-” you stopped as soon as you felt Remus’s hands, starting to rub your shoulders gently. You didn’t know why, but his warmth always seemed to make you relax and come back to your senses.

“Take a deep breath, love” he stated, his voice still calm and collected.

“Now listen to me” he started as soon as you did what he instructed you to do. “You, Y/N Y/L are the most brilliant, intelligent and kindhearted witch that I know. Do not even dare to try, to diminish your talents and your accomplishments. Understood?” he looked you in the eyes, a wide grin spread across his face.

“Thank you” you mumbled quietly while you leaned in to give him a kiss on his cheek, just before entering the classroom, not being able to comprehend how lucky you were to have him.


Originally posted by nellaey

James:

 “Oh Godric, I’m gonna lose it” you said as you walked out of the changing room, a loud cheer coming from the stands, now full of students and teachers, eager to see the final match.

“Oi” you heard James walking up behind you “What’s going on, love?”

“How do you do it?” you turned around quickly, in order to face him.

“Do what?” he asked, his brows furrowing in confusion.

“How do you stay so calm and collected?” you exclaimed, as the anxiety started to build up inside of you, making you feel sick.

“I’m calm because I believe in my team” he stated while making sure to look you straight in the eyes. “Because I believe in you, and every other member of our group. I am calm because I know that we worked our ass off, to be where we are now, and I know that we can win this”

He was right. You did not work so hard, to now ruin it all, by letting stress overwhelm you.

“We can do this” you repeated firmly, earning the brightest smile from your boyfriend, that you have ever seen.

“That’s my girl!” he spun you around and started to place small kisses all over your face, making you giggle like a little girl.

“You are incorrigible James Potter, do you know that?”

“I sure do” he grinned sheepishly at you, and placed another slightly longer kiss on your lips, just before joining your team. “Now, love. We have a game to win”  

Originally posted by imaginesofthings

Sirius :

 “Well hello, gorgeous!” Sirius called out, as he found you sitting on your own, at the Gryffindor table. As if you have not heard him you continued to poke at the food that was on your plate, your eyes focused on the pile of books that laid in front of you.

“Earth to Y/N?” he waved a hand in front of your face, in order to get your attention.

“Umm, yeah sorry I just got a bit distracted” you sent him a small smile and rubbed your eyes, that was once again beginning to get itchy.

You really didn’t want to be so indifferent to his actions, but you were too tired to do anything about it. The exams were just around the corner and you still had to revise a lot of things due tomorrow.

“That’s it” you regained your senses as soon, as you heard the firmness in his voice. “You are overworking yourself, love and it’s my duty to prevent you from doing so” he stated and proceeded to flip you trough his shoulder.

“Sirius what are you doing?!” you shrieked in disbelief, as he made his way to your common room. “Put me down right now!”

“Not until we get into your room, you feisty little thing”

“Oh, you just wait and see what I will do with you as soon as my feet touch the ground” you argued, trying to not sound as ridiculously as you must have looked.  

“Well, in fact, I’m very curious, kitten. I have something planned for you as well, and I have a feeling that you are gonna love it” he smirked, as he lightly smacked your ass.

“Sirius Black, you did not just do that!” he chuckled, not paying attention to the threats that you began to give him.  

“Calm down women, all I plan to do right now is to make you sleep”

“I don-” you were cut off by him putting you on the floor.

“Y/N, everything is gonna work out, you just need a nap, that’s all” he said, his dashing smile making you forget about everything that was going on.

“Do I ever tell you how smart you can be sometimes Mr.Black?” you smirked while pulling on his tie, in order to get him a bit closer.

“Only sometimes, aye?” he raised one eyebrow in amusement while putting his hands on your waist.

“Only sometimes” you whispered in his ear and then placed a soft kiss on his lips. “But that’s why I love you”

“Well, then I can remain the happiest fool in the world” he chuckled “But first, sleep” you rolled your eyes, but proceeded to do as he said. Foolish or not he was yours, and that’s all that mattered.

Impressed // Sirius x Reader

Words // 1542

Warnings // None

Request // Can I make a request please? Can you write a Sirius x reader where he really likes the reader and he tries to talk to her but her friend hates him so he joins her favourite subject and he tries to read it before so when the professor asks he’ll answer and impress her? Oh and can you make the subject potion? 

A/N // This might read a little weird but the idea is that it’s written from Sirius’s point of view. Also Y/F/N = your friend’s name

Originally posted by dearremuslupin

“Who’s that?’’ Sirius asked as he curiously kept his eyes focused on a girl. James looked in the same direction and shrugged, he thought he knew but he wasn’t that sure, she might’ve been with Lily once or twice.

“That’s Y/N L/N, why’d you ask?’’ Peter responded, he had been with Y/N a few times before, mostly because they met by accident or he wanted to ask Y/N something about certain subjects which weren’t his strength.

“Just.. Curious.’’ Sirius said before getting up.

-8-

“Oh shut up I don’t do that.’’ Y/F/N responded and you laughed, you knew she definitely did that, everyone who knew her knew but she still didn’t admit it which made you laugh every single time, you didn’t know why but honestly it was just so funny to see someone ignore something she so clearly did like she was almost completely oblivious to it

“Of course you don’t.’’ You responded before taking another bite from your breakfast. Everyone continued talking up until one point where everyone just dropped silent, you looked up from your breakfast and saw Y/F/N suddenly standing up, looking very defensive.

“What do you want Black.’’ She spat like it was venom. You noticed it was Sirius Black who stood before you and your friend group. You had never really talked to him as you didn’t think it was necessary nor did you ever really have the opportunity. Still, you knew your best friend absolutely hated him although you weren’t completely sure why, you knew he had a bad reputation for dating a lot of people but you had known worse.

“Calm down Y/F/N, I just want to talk.’’ He said as he put up his hands, she pushed him back in response. This caught everyone by surprise but it also sent a very clear message she didn’t like him and because of this he just decided to leave and go back to his group of friends. You looked in surprise at her, she had gotten angry and definitely punched a few people before but she never seemed to be as passionate as this when it came to hating someone.

“Wow, never seen you this angry.’’ You said with a small chuckle in surprise, she shrugged and decided to go back to eating. After a few second everyone was back to chatting like normal again but you noticed she seemed obviously far more tense than she was before and you put a hand on her shoulder, she looked up at you with curiosity.

“What’ve you got against Black?’’ You asked curiously, she snorted in response.

“He’s a grade A arsehole if you didn’t know, that’s most of it honestly. I just hate him, good enough reason?’’ She asked, you huffed. “Not really but it seems like you don’t want to say a word more.’’ She nodded in response; she hated spending more time talking about him and really didn’t want to.

-8-

“Thanks, here’s what you asked for.’’ Sirius passed him both the sweets and the pranking supplies, the guy just smiled before walking away. Against the rationality of his friends he decided to make a deal with someone who could get the schedule of that girl. He knew her name by now, Y/N. Somehow he had convinced himself it was good to get her schedule so he could maybe switch some classes, as long as he was alright at them so it didn’t completely sacrifice his grades.

“Have you really gone through with that?’’ Remus asked as the three other boys approached, Sirius sheepishly grinned and nodded in response. He felt rather shamelessly about it, of course it went a bit too far but he had no choice because Y/F/N was really intent on hating him even though he never really did anything wrong to her, not anything personally.

“Don’t look at me like that, you saw her friend she would’ve killed me in a second.’’ Sirius responded as he immediately noticed how much Potions she had in her schedule and assumed that was her favourite subject, he could ask but it seemed rather obvious as she also had some classes with higher levels so he imagined she enjoyed the class she was best at.

“Still, couldn’t you’ve just asked her personally?’’ Peter continued.

“I could’ve if I knew her classes and now I do.’’ Sirius said, he was getting annoyed because to him it didn’t seem like the best thing to do but it seemed like the only logical thing to do because there was no other option, he couldn’t hopelessly look around every class and hope that she was in a class alone and the chances of that were almost minimal.

“You better get that girl because if she finds out about all the stupid things you’ve doen she’ll never want you.’’ Sirius smirked. “I’ve got enough charm, couldn’t say the same thing for you. At least I’ve been had success. You’re still going after Evans.’’ James gave him a glare but a few seconds later they were laughing again.

-8-

Sirius arrived surprisingly early but that was his plan so he was quite relieved, he knew Y/F/N arrived a lot later so he decided to just go earlier instead of hoping that she didn’t have Potions this period which also was a realistic option, either way he arrived early, just around the time Y/N was arriving.

“Hi. Mind if we sit next to each other? I’ve just switched classes.’’ He said smoothly, luckily it was still early into the year so he was allowed to do that. She looked up at him and seemed to think for a while before nodding, she seemed to be slightly suspicious but not necessarily cautious.

“I’m Y/N.’’ She said as she sat down. “Sirius.’’

She chuckled. “Yeah, I know who you are.’’

“Seems everyone does.’’

“Well, you are something infamous.’’ She said with a laugh.

“Do you agree with that?’’ She shrugged.

“I’ll judge you on your potion skills, seems fair enough. Just how your- our potion turns out and how you act this lesson should give me enough reason to judge whether I like you or not.’’ She said confidently, Sirius smirked. He liked a challenge.

-8-

“Mr. Black, now we are more private I have to admit you have never been this dillegent about Potions. What changed you? I’ve never seen you this passionate or be as present as you have been.’’ Slughorn said as he approached the two. Sirius was happy about the comment and looked at Y/N who was absorbed in the potion but did seem impressed at how much he knew. He hoped it was worth it because he had to practice and study a lot of Potion books.

“I suppose something just kindled. How’s our Potion looking?’’ He decided to ask as he didn’t want to brag about it, unlike he usually would, he wanted to look the best he could in front of her. Slughorn seems surprised at the humble reply but turned to look at the potion.

“Hmm, the colour seems well enough. I’d suggest maybe stirring more so the colour will look more dull, it’s still quite bright but you have enough steps ahead to fix the colour.’’ He suggested and Sirius nodded before going back to work. Y/N didn’t speak for a while as she passed him the ingredients to cut whilst she stirred a bit more but still slow as the instructions told.

“Never knew you to be the humble kind of person.’’ She said curiously as she continued to stir, he chuckled in response. He was surprised himself he could keep the response as humble as it was, he had many things he could say but decided this seemed to be the best of the ones he could come up with.

“Suppose everyone has that side, it just isn’t as clear with everyone.’’ He commented and she smiled in response. They worked together surprisingly well. Y/N hadn’t expected that much of him, as she sometimes saw him and how he acted in different classes. Still, whenever Slughorn asked a question he knew the answer but if he didn’t when the answer came he asked further about it as if he really was trying his best to know and understand. She understood why her best friend didn’t really like him as he wasn’t that likeable in most classes but she had to admit she enjoyed working with him.

-8-

“Thanks for getting us best potion.’’ She said as she started to pack everything, he just shrugged.

“Seems to me you did the most work.’’ She chuckled and grinned, he had a feeling she was onto him as she had been very observant.

“You don’t have to act like this you know, if you suddenly turn into an arsehole when we’re dating I’ll still break up with you. So, isn’t this the moment you’re supposed to ask me out with the best flattery you have to offer?’’ She said with a smirk on her lips, he liked her even more now. She was sharp.

“Would you do me the honour, my lady, of allowing me to take you out on a date?’’ She laughed but nodded.

“Well, c’mon my lord we’ve got our next period.’’

redhead

*Sectumsempra*

Lily: No! Harry! 

James: *panicking* I know that spell from somewhere, Blondie needs help immediately. Merlin’s pants Myrtle he’s not dead STOP shouting!

Lily: He’s about to be, it can’t be.. no. That bloody book, that is a very dark spell Jamie

Sirius: Trust me knows, he was hit by it.

Lily: WHAT?!

James: *through his teeth* Padfoot!

Sirius: We are all dead Prongs, it doesn’t matter if she knows or not really.

James: You son of a–

Sirius: Bitch. I know, I lived with her for sixteen years.

Lily: Who?

James: Doesn’t matter.

Lily: *fuming* I. said. WHO

James: *giving up* Snivellus. Dumbledore healed me pretty fast, I didn’t have many scars so I decided to keep it to myself than to hurt you.

Sirius: Speak of the devil

*Snape heals Draco and comes back to order Harry to bring his school bag*

Lily: He’s gonna have to give that stupid book to him eventually

Sirius: *smirking* Not necessarily

Lily: Sirius, I will drag you to hell myself and hand you over to Walburga if you don’t shut it.

James: He’s going to the Room of Requirements to hide his book, I can’t believe we didn’t include that in the Map.

Lily: Jamie, this is so not the time love.

James: Alright alright, got it.

*Snape checks Harry’s copy of Advanced Potion Making”

Sirius: Seriously Harry? Roonil Wazlib and the best you can come up with is “That’s my nickname”?

Lily: He’s in so much trouble, he’s done for–

James: Lily calm down a little.

Lily: He almost killed that boy!

Sirius: Well he’s up to something for Voldemort, didn’t you see his arm?

Lily: Doesn’t mean he has to die! Don’t you ever think of Regulus and how he was forced into all of this?

James: LILY!

Sirius: Don’t you dare talk about him again Evans.

Lily: I– I’m sorry.

*“Well, we shall see how you feel after your detentions,” said Snape. “Ten o’clock Saturday morning, Potter. My office.” “But sir…” said Harry, looking up desperately. “Quidditch… the last match of the…” “Ten o’clock,” whispered Snape, with a smile that showed his yellow teeth. “Poor Gryffindor, fourth place this year, I fear”* 

James: That fucking wanker, he did that on purpose. He’s gonna miss the final game. I miss the days with Charlie Weasley, he was one hell of a captain *both Sirius and Lily don’t talk* I will never understand why he went for dragons instead of eternal glory on the field.


*Day of the match and Harry’s detention*

Sirius: Snivellus didn’t just give him our detentions to go through.

James: Yes, yes he did.

Sirius: Merlin I hate him more than I did 20 years ago, I never thought that was possible.

Lily: *shyly* He does that to make sure he reads your name, Sirius. Harry is used to his comments about James but your absence is new to him. He’s just being his cruel self.

Sirius: Well fuck him, Jamie how is the game going? 

James: Not bad, not bad at all. Redhead is actually pretty good.

*Hour and a half later*

James: *cheering* THEY WON! 

Lily: *surprised* Really?

James: Redhead caught the snitch! I can’t believe this, they won!

*half an hour later*

Sirius: Harry’s off of detention and he’s going to the common room now.

James: Well, a pleasant surprise will be waiting for him.

Lily: Ah look at them, there’s Ginny oh.. OH! Well that’s a way to celebrate

Sirius: YES! LOOK AT THE LITTLE FAWN

James: *dancing* SHE’S A REDHEAD MY DREAMS ARE COMING TRUE

Sirius: *grinning* Resemblance is uncanny.

Lily: Harry, love maybe that’s enough, Ron is watching.

James: And she loves Quidditch

Lily: Molly’s gonna be happy

Sirius: Happy is a very underrated word but wait til the twins find out.

James: And have you seen one of her Bat-Bogey hexes? That girl is awesome.

Sirius: If you are done swooning over your future bride Prongs..

Lily: He secretly wanted them to be together since he rescued Ginny from the Chamber of Secrets, leave him be. It took Harry sometime to take his head out of his ass to see Ginny.

Sirius: *smirking* Evans! That’s your son you are talking about and that reminds me of someone.

Lily: *smiling* Oh shut it Black.

James: Nice one Pads, he’s right you know. Everyone knew you were swooning over me for a good six months before you finally accepted you liked me.

Lily: Except for you, Jamie.

James: Whatever. It’s like us but involving a lot less hexes.

Sirius: He’s like a teenager girl whose two favourite characters finally got together.

James: Fuck off Pads.

Lily: He was like that when you and Remus got together, too.

James: So what? Can’t I be happy for people I love?

Sirius: Sure you can but maybe be a little less enthusiastic?

James: *raising an eyebrow* You are one to talk

Sirius: Okay, got it. I’m out.

Lily: What just happened?

James: Nothing important. Ah! Look at them walking around in the castle talking, if her hair was a bit darker they would look exactly like us.

Lily: *putting his head on James’ shoulder* You are relentless.

James: Tell me you don’t like this.

Lily: I love it.

James: Exactly my point.

welcometomomuniverse  asked:

Hi, I'm doing some research right now in regards to fans imagining of harry potter. you were the first blog i found to suggest the idea that harry could be Indian. Do you have any specific headcanons in regards to this? Or what it means to you to have him be Indian? It's okay if you're not comfortable answering. Thanks.

This is a really great idea! I hope your research goes well. 

Well I began to imagine Harry as being half Indian because Harry as a character reminds me of my brother (who like me is half Indian). I always saw him as looking sort of like Dan in terms of skin colour and hair colour. 

It was only through Tumblr that I really started to look more deeply into it. A lot of people had Harry as mixed race in their minds and seeing all that art and those ideas allowed me to explore my own thoughts on it. 

Reading the books again (I read them at least once a year), I realised how meaningful it was that the Dursleys had never liked or approved of James Potter. They seemed to see Lily as having lowered herself by marrying him. To me, as a child of an Indian father and English mother, I KNOW that reaction very well. Sometimes it’s not said, but it’s implied and it gets to you. People called James lazy and basically hinted that he wasn’t good enough for Lily (Snape and Petunia mostly) which is a sure sign he was brown, because as far as I can see James was a good man who adored his wife and son. A lot of people will unfortunately always go out of their way to try and make brown men look bad. Not to mention that Snape’s superiority complex was so deep that I find it hard to believe that it just came from the fact James was cruel to him at school. I honestly believe it was partly because Snape held racist beliefs (at least when he was younger). He never could take it that Lily had chosen James over him. 

The stuff about Harry’s dark, messy hair seemed to fit too, because in our family we all have dark hair that curls. My brother’s hair curls if it grows long enough, and my dad has really thick dark hair as well. 

Then there’s how the Dursleys used to try and hide Harry’s appearance from the neighbours, which implied he looked noticeably different to his family. I always got the impression the Durselys and their neighbours were UKIP sort of people. You know, the sort who wouldn’t say they were racist but would be suspicious if they saw a brown person in a shop. 

I know the reason the Dursleys don’t tell Harry about James is because of the magic, but I also like to think that part of the reason was that they wanted to bring him up like a ‘nice English boy’ and keep him from his father’s culture. Everything about them screams trying desperately to make Harry ‘normal’ and to them ‘normal’ would probably mean trying to erase his links to his heritage. He might have found power and solace in that, and they wouldn’t have wanted that.

There’s also the fact that before James was murdered, he was making sparks of light fly from his wand to make baby Harry laugh. In 1981 (the year of the murders) Diwali would have fallen on October 27th, which is only 3 days before Halloween, when James was making the sparks. I personally feel this could have been to do with Diwali, since it is the festival of lights. 

Last (that I can think of right now) is how Harry’s eyes always stand out to people. They are obviously striking, and I think him being brown skinned and dark haired and having his mother’s green eyes would make that more prominent. My brother has green-ish eyes (inherited from our mother), despite the fact most of our Indian family (me included) all have dark brown. It’s definitely noticeable and something you might comment on. 

Thanks for the question by the way! These aren’t all my original headcanons, but I can’t really source them because they’ve come about through reading the ideas of lots of people and forming my own ideas for Harry through them. 

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BUCKY BARNES

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Winter’s Witch {WORK IN PROGRESS} || Bucky Barnes had just escaped his captors, Hydra. He didn’t know where to go, or what to do. Somehow, he manages to stumble into a girl’s apartment who he’s met before. The twist is- she’s not your average girl.
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Of Course, Doll || The Avengers throw a little kick back in their facility- nothing too crazy, after a successful mission in taking down some Hydra agents. You’re still a new member to the avengers team, and have a similar skill set to Natasha, except your past is a little more gruesome to hers. The Avengers trust you, however some are still wary around you.

We’ve Got All Night || The Avengers throw a little kick back in their facility- nothing too crazy, after a successful mission in taking down some Hydra agents. You’re still a new member to the avengers team, and have a similar skill set to Natasha, except your past is a little more gruesome to hers. The Avengers trust you, however some are still wary around you.

I Thought I Lost You || Bucky and (Y/N) had been in a relationship for a long time now. They were both stupid and reckless, which is why Fury had made a bad decision sending the two lovers on a mission together.

Manners Maketh Man || Walking home at 1am wasn’t a smart move on your part, you should have known it would have eventually gotten you into trouble. Thank the heavens you had a protector who had been watching from a distance.

Don’t You Mind? || He never meant for it to happen, it kept him up at night. Bucky Barnes wanted to be with (Y/N) so badly, but the Winter Soldier had other ideas. || Best read with this song

Round Two || Getting captured and injected with the same super serum as Bucky Barnes was never something you had planned for. When Bucky finally gets you back, it’s high time you blow off some steam.

Are You Okay? || Yeah, so a bullet or a sharp blade could probably kill you. But what about self doubt? No one ever teaches you how to not let insecurities kill you on the inside.

Post Break-Up Sex || Break ups can lead to many things. For some, it calls for the best rom com and a bowl of ice cream to drown yourself in your own feelings. For others, it can mean shutting yourself down for a while, taking time for some well needed self care. For (Y/N), it meant going off the rails just a little. || Best read with this song

Yellow || Bucky wasn’t the same kid from Brooklyn like back in the 40′s, but he also wasn’t the soviet master assassin; The Winter Soldier, no. He was somewhere in between. You are the bright yellow in his life that always brings him back down to earth. (Artist!Reader AU)

Begin Again || Bucky Barnes did it- he got clean, and is now trying to make up for the horrors he’s caused by working for Shield alongside the Avengers. When he gets sent on a solo mission to bring in (Y/N); an ex avenger who’s gone rogue, someone particularly special from his past, things get heated.

Somewhere I Belong || Sometimes all the pain and the bullshit going on in your life is just one big shitty hurdle you have to pass to get to the bigger picture, to get to the light at the end of the tunnel. Bucky was (Y/N)’s light.


PIETRO MAXIMOFF

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Life Of The Party || Being the youngest avenger did have it’s perks. Saving the world was your job man! What could get better then that? Maybe a steamy drunken make out session on top of the Avengers tower with none other than Pietro Maximoff?


KURT WAGNER

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The Bamfs || When your boyfriend gets dragged away in the middle of the night on a dangerous mission against his own father, causing him to miss your three year anniversary, he makes sure he comes back with a present. Or in this case, lots and lots of little, annoying, blue, presents. You always did say you wanted a pet, right?

Sparring || You and Kurt have a cheeky sort of friendship. Watch as your ‘friendship’ gets a little well… complicated, all because of one little sparring session.

Outcast At Last || Dating a mutant proves to be difficult with anti-mutant parents. Fortunately, you learn an important lesson that they do not define who you are, I suppose being an outcast isn’t such a bad thing in the end. || Best read with this song


SIRIUS BLACK

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Innocence {COMPLETED} || Sirius Black gets charged with the murder of his best friends. He’s denied a fair trial, and gets thrown into Azkaban. You know for certain he’s innocent, so you take matters into your own hands.
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Double Trouble {WORK IN PROGRESS} || They met each other while they were in school by a happy coincidence. Little do they know, death, pain and destruction is on the way for the two Gryffindor lovers.
Part 1

One Too Many || On a night out with the Marauders, James bets Sirius can’t down more than seven shots of Beetle Berry Whiskey. Sirius, never backing down from a challenge, accepts, and the effects are near catastrophic for the reader.

Strip || You agree to help Sirius study for his OWL’s, however what you failed to realise that tutoring the marauder was like babysitting. After various failed attempts, you finally find a way to keep Sirius somewhat focused and, interested.

Somebody To Love || “I did that annoying thing where i put loads of smaller boxes inside one big box and you’re getting really mad but you don’t know that the ring is in the smallest box and i can’t wait to see your face.”

Liquorlip Loaded Gun || “I wish I could disappear, So you would never see me in this mess I get in. However hard I try, keep on stumbling still. Once in a while I’ll show you who I am. When I can I’ll, Open up the oceans, jump on in.”

Do I Wanna Know? || Reader works as a barista in a busy cafe, right in the heart of London, completely oblivious that there are such things as Wizards, magic, and most of all; a deadly war waging on within the magical community. Reader is blissfully ignorant to the wizarding world, just as any muggle should- that is until Sirius Black shows up in her life.


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anonymous asked:

Ooooh if you ever get the chance it would be awesome to see some Harry Potter characters sorted into Leagues and Legends guilds

(Dear persons wondering what on earth Leagues and Legends is– it’s one of my original trilogies. There are five majors at the adventuring Academy where the story starts: heroic feats, combat specialist, mage, sage, and guide.

The first book is called Beanstalk and you can find all three as free ebooks at ejadelomax.com)

Harry, Chosen One, etc., etc., would come in as a heroic feats major despite never even mailing in an application. He would feel like an imposter.

Ron enters “undeclared” and gets put in the combat specialist major. Being a) a pureblood means he goes into one of the traditionally more respected majors (hero or combat spec) and being b) the impoverished and contentious sort of pureblood means it would be combat spec. He’d bumble and complain through the physical classes, and excel at all strategic thinking and logistical planning, but do poorly at actually turning in the assignments. Prof. Rhones would absolutely try to adopt him, and they would play a lot of chess. Ron would be filled with self-deprecatory jealousy about being Harry’s official sidekick.

Hermione is the sagiest sage to ever live. But she would also absolutely force Harry and Ron to start a Dumbledore’s Army/stable loft crew to teach all the non-combatant majors how to punch people. Punching people is very important to Hermione Granger.

Malfoy’s a hero major; Crabbe and Goyle are two combat specs who loom at his heels constantly.

Luna’s a mage major, but she’d have liked to be a guide. She wanders off for days or weeks sometimes and finds her way back by stars or trails of dropped wildflowers. “Just practicing,” she says. “Oh, did I miss a test?”

Neville nervously applied for guide but, because a) the Longbottoms are an old family name and b) his parents were casualties in service of the Leagues and c) his grandmother donates a lot of money to the school, they put him in heroic feats. He does not think he should be there. In the First Battle of Driftwood Island, he kills a fire demon single-handed using only a rusted magic sword and some gumption.

Every Weasley child for generations has attended the Academy. Bill is a mage, now studying down at the desert universities. Charlie applied for the guide major amd now is at the St. John’s Port University getting ready for a dragonology research trip up north. Percy was heroic feats, and now he works faithfully in the most mundane section of Bureau R&D. Fred’s a mage, and so shoe-horned into that major, but George isn’t. He gets into the sage major and drives Hermione insane because he keeps goofing off but then acing the tests anyway.

Ginny is the seventh of her siblings to attend the Academy, but unlike her brothers she’s only allowed two of the five majors– mage or sage. Unmagical, she takes the sage major to get through the gates and then slips in the back of every hero or combat spec class she can manage. She steals Harry and Ron’s homework and quizzes them left and right. When they graduate, she takes over the non-combatant combat lessons.

In their own era, the Marauders had been a League of their own, up in the mountains– James the hero, Sirius the combat spec, Remus the sage, Peter the guide, and Lily the mage. Ambushed by the mage slavers, James and Lily had died, Peter had vanished, and Sirius had been scapegoated for it. Remus retired into a teaching position at the Academy.

A Double Date

Summary: Your best friend, Lily, convinces you to go on a double date with her. The thing is, you don’t know who it’s with. 

Pairing: Sirius Black/Reader

Word Count: 1061

A.N.: I’m turning into a Harry Potter blog and I don’t care XD

“Come on, (Y/N). Please!” Lily grasped your hands between her own, looking at you with puppy dog eyes. “Do it for me.”

You looked at her for a second, then rolled your eyes. “Alright, fine.” You shake your head with a smile. 

“Great!” She turned and skipped off to class, not before shouting back a thanks.

“Wait, who am I going with!” You shouted after her. When you didn’t get a reply, you just sighed and went off to class. 

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Feels Like Flying (James Potter x Reader)

Harry Potter: Marauder’s Era

James Potter x Reader

Plot; The reader and James are in 5th year, and the reader is a muggleborn who has been taking ballet since six years old. James finds her in the astronomy tower dancing, after a night of werewolf protecting, and develops an interest for her. 

a/n; ok, so just to get this out of the way, I don’t know anything about ballet/dancing at all. (I took it for about two years when i was like five whoops.) but I had this idea and thought it was cute. so i apologize if i got anything wrong, or wrote something that didn’t make much sense to you dance people out there. I actually had to go and google search a lot of the names and stuff for this but I think it turned out alright. also, the gif is NOT mine, i just pulled it off the internet. anyway, enjoy!

Warnings; fluff

(Y/h) = your house

(Y/n) = your name

(L/n) = last name

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Painkiller

Sirius Black x Reader

Part 2

Originally posted by nellaey

„Slow down, please!” Lily’s voice echoed in the corridors as she tried to grabbed your arm. You felt dizzy, although the potion brought a relaxing feeling over your entire body. Lily stopped you in front of the Great Hall and cupped your face. „Look, are you sure you are okay?”

„I feel wonderful.” – you whispered a same tone as her before you pecked her forehead. She laughed at you as you stepped into the hall, heading to the Gryffindor table to your friends.

„Good morning to my favourite boys!” – you shrieked, kissing the boys on their cheeks. Remus smiled but frowned, Peter flushed, Sirius kissed you back, James grinned like a kid.

„Evans, what have you done to her?” Sirius asked with an amused face. Lily played with his hair; her eyes avoiding the boys’ face.

„Well, you know… she had this horrible headache, so I made her a potion… don’t look at me like this, I made it a thousand times before! But I probably added a little bit more bitterroot than I should… BY ACCIDENT, of course!”

„So, technically, you drugged her.” – James said, trying to suppress his laugh as you placed a lots of toasts in your plate before started to build a house from them.

„No, I didn’t!” She protest, and looked at you with a big sigh. „I should take her to the Hospital Wing. She can’t go to the classes like this.”

„Are you really want to deprive us from this? Look at her, she’s so cute, I wanna watch her all day.” You snapped your head up at Sirius words with a long „Ooooooh” and made your way to him. Sitting down next to him, you embraced his neck with one hand and murmured with a mellifluous tone, inches from his face. „YOU are the cute one, you know? So cute.”

„Well, if you insist…” He looked like a five year old kid on Christmas morning and you were his present. Lily jumped up. „Okay, I really take her to Madam Pomfrey.”

„NO!” – you yelled, standing up too. „I have to go to Magical of Care Creature. Magical for… Creature… so, you know. That.”

„Calm down Evans, we’ll take care of her. She’s just all funny, she’ll do no harm.”

Lily sighed again. „Alright, alright… But don’t do anything stupid with her!”

„What are you talking about? We would never do anything stupid.” James smiled, taking Lily’s hand.


Ten minutes later you were sitting on the grass between James and Sirius with a bowtruckle in your left hand, a quill on your right, and a parchment on your lap. As the time passed, you weren’t so exhilarated anymore, but you felt yourself groggy, so sometimes you just leaned to either James’ or Sirius’ shoulder, earning an even bigger sigh from Lily than earlier. „We really should’ve taken her to the Hospital Wing…” – she repeated.

„Lily, I’m fine!” – you assured, showing your drawing to her. „See?”

„That’s… a unicorn. We have to draw… where is your bowtruckel?!” She shrieked, but James lifted up his hand with two creature.

„Right there, my love.”

Lily shook her head with a smile and continued his work before you spoke up.

„James, wanna know a secret?”

„Y/N, for your own good, I suggest you to SHUT. UP.”

„Shhh.” James leaned closer to you, grinning. „Tell me.”

You giggled before you whispered so quietly in his ear, it was a miracle that even he could hear. „I’m in love with Sirius.”

He let out a girly scream, still grinning. „What did she said?” Sirius asked, leaning closer to you and James.

„Sorry Padfoot, I won’t tell my friend’s secret.”

He huffed, looking at you next. „Then you tell me, Y/N.”

You reached out and ruffled up his hair. „I can’t.”

„Keeping secrets from me and touching my hair? You playing a dangerous game, darlin’.”

A small chuckle left your mouth before you rested your head against his shoulder. „I know you secretly love it.”

What was his answer, you haven’t heard, since you fell asleep. But only for a few seconds, until you felt two big hands around your lower back, keeping you steady. „Easy there. Hey. Are you alright?” Sirius asked with a concern in his voice, lifting your chin up so your eyes could met. With a sleepy blink, you just nodded.

„I think she really should go to the Hospital Wing.” This time it was Remus, but now all of them agreed with him.

„No, no I’m okay, we still have classes.”

Sirius lifted you up from the ground and cupped your cheeks. „I’ll go with you to your dorm so you can sleep. Don’t worry about the classes, one day skipping is not the end of the world. Can you do that for me?” He stroked your cheeks with his thumb; his gaze burned into yours.

„Mhm. Okay.”

He told the professor you feeling ill, so he should escort you up to the Hospital Wing. Of course you didn’t go there but your dorm where he helped you to get into bed and threw a blanket over you.

„Need anything else?” – he asked, sitting next to you on the bed, stroking your upper arm.

„Stay with me, please?”

„Encouraging me to skip my classes?” – he said with a cocked eyebrow.

„Like it’s big deal for you.” He laughed. „Please. I want cuddles.” With an innocent smile, you batted your eyelashes at him.

His eyes widened. „You want me to cuddle with you?”

„Pretty please?”

„How could I say no?” – he sighed with a smirk as he crawled next to you, arms wrapped around you from behind with legs interwined. His warm body pressed to yours, his calming scent made you relaxed and sleepy again.

„You’re so comfy.”

„Am I?” – he mumbled; his hot breath tickled your skin as he buried his face into your neck.

„Mhm. So soft. Like a puppy.”

He laughed loudly and kissed your cheek. „Funny mood, aren’t we?”

You turned around, a hand pressed against his chest, an other cupped his cheek. He smiled at you kindly whilst rubbed your back, and you slowly leaned on, placing an open mouthed kiss on his soft lips. His hand stopped from the surprise, but kissed you back almost immediately. After you pulled back, you rested your head on the crook if his neck, with a smile on your face, ready to fell asleep.

„What was that?”

„I think you can recognize a kiss, Pads?”

You could felt his smirk against your forehead as he started to rubbing your back again gently. “S’all right. Sleep now, my silly girl.”


Masterlist

anonymous asked:

Hi!! Did you do your Jeddy fic recs ? Thanks xxx

I’d totally forgotten so kudos for the reminder! There you go, don’t forget to leave the authors some love,

What I’m Waiting to Find by @gracerene09 (27k)
James has devoted the past two years to being the best damn Chaser that Puddlemere United has ever seen…and to getting over his teenage crush on Teddy. But when Teddy comes back to England after a long stint abroad, James’s resolve to move on is put to the test. [Companion pieces Waiting (For You) and Midnight, part of the Are You Mine? series]

A Small Spark Neglected by gyzym (23k)
Someone’s setting fires in Wizarding London, and Teddy Lupin’s going to have to marry a Potter.

The Rules Of Being A Godson by copperbadge (12k)
Teddy Lupin never gets too close or feels too much; his godfather’s son never does anything else.

Here Now, Gone Yesterday (or Back To The Future) by nerakrose (21k)
Teddy and James are in the middle of breaking up when Remus and Sirius - teenaged, travellers from the past - drop into their life.

“Cool Dad” Harry Potter? (By the Daily Prophet’s Gossip Correspondent, Rita Skeeter) by WrittenSins (2k)
Rita Skeeter covers the 2022 Quidditch World Cup.

Betrayal is a Thorny Crown (You Wear It Well) by Snegurochka (8k)
Five years after taking his fifteen-year-old godbrother’s virginity, Teddy has done everything he can to avoid James. He is definitely not supposed to look this good when Teddy finally runs into him again, but Teddy is pretty sure the kid will never forgive him for disappearing like that.

Struck by gryffindorJ (12k)
Sometimes you don’t see what’s right in front of your face until you catch it in just the right light.

what seventeen means by sepia_cigarettes (5k)
Seventeen means a lot of things for James. There’s his Apparition licence for a start, and then there’s his new height, and then there’s Teddy’s return from Oceania. That one is definitely the best, but Dominique can go screw herself if she thinks that James is going to confess his undying love any time soon.

Sweet Sixteen by grim_lupine (2k)
Sixteen hits James like the Hogwarts Express, a growth spurt the likes of which he’s been dreaming of for years, legs long enough to trip him up when he forgets how different they are now.
Legs long enough that it takes Teddy a good twelve seconds to look James all the way up, all the way down, when he comes back home from his six-month-long trip to France. James counts them off in his head, skin prickling, mouth dry.

Coming Out Ahead by mindabbles (9k)
James and Scorpius need a big break. Albus needs Scorpius. Teddy wants James. Perhaps they’ll all learn that you can’t always get everything you want, but maybe if you’re lucky, you can get some of what you need.

Friday Nights at the Leaky Cauldron by AmoretteHD (10k)
When James shows up at the Leaky Cauldron looking for a job, Teddy tries to show him it’s bloody hard work running a pub. But he doesn’t expect James to be a natural at it, and he doesn’t realize James will attract all kinds of attention. And this presents a problem for Teddy; a huge problem.

Hey There Little Red Riding Hood by @blithelybonny (7k)
James Sirius has a secret thing for werewolves, okay? I mean, who doesn’t…

Our Cracking Bones Make Noise by snarkyscorp (28k)
After the death of his sister, James is out of control. As his family’s last resort, Charlie offers to give James a spot on his dragon reserve in Germany, where Teddy will take him under his wing. There, James is forced not only to confront larger-than-life dragons in ways he never imagined but to deal with the loss of his sister and come to terms with his sexuality in ways that will ultimately help him heal and change his life forever.

It’s not me, it’s you (I’m in love) by nerakrose (4k)
James is stupidly, madly in love. Teddy is looking for love in the wrong places.

Lost For You by gryffindorJ (2k)
They’re supposed to be messing around, nothing else, but Teddy’s in love with James.

At The End of The Rope by @shiftylinguini (35k)
Everyone presents in the springtime of their fifteenth year, and no one was more excited about this than James ― or more disappointed when it didn’t happen. But that’s okay, at twenty-two he’s now made peace with being an Absent Presentation, and with his conviction that no one in their right mind would want to be with or claim someone like him, least of all the person he really wants. He’s got his work and his right hand, and even if he sometimes thinks about what it would be like to be honest with Teddy about how he feels, he knows he couldn’t bear the rejection ― at least, that’s what he tells himself when he can’t get to sleep at night.
But all that is tested after a run-in with an overzealous admirer and a routine Auror call-out gone drastically wrong. As James is left now presenting in full as an Omega, and bound to stay in Teddy’s presence, the careful balancing act he’s built his life around grows more precarious by the second.

Those Who Wait by @shiftylinguini (14k)
Good things come to those who wait. Luckily for James, good things also come to those who are terrible at waiting, and who instead sulk dramatically and go to sleep in a huff. Teddy is in no position to judge him, however, being the one who made the ‘no-sex-‘til-your-eighteenth-birthday-sweetheart’ rule in the first place ― and then, of course, went and got sent on assignment that weekend, instead of making good on what he’d promised James. But now… Well, nothing’s stopping him from making good on it now.

Quiet by gryffindorJ (32k)
Fresh out of Auror Training James is assigned his first partner, Teddy. The fact that he finds Teddy a little intimidating isn’t bad enough, James also has old unrequited feelings for him. And that means things could only get worse when the Wizarding World is struck by an-unknown curse.

The Way He Looks by Writcraft (11k)
His dad’s having a midlife crisis, he hates the job he doesn’t even have yet and he’s somehow managed to accidentally bond himself to the best mate he’s secretly in love with. Surely growing up shouldn’t be this difficult?

Blue is the Warmest Colour by Writcraft (8k)
James has fancied Teddy for as long as he can remember, but Teddy isn’t ready to settle down. James goes on a journey of self-discovery as he negotiates the pleasure and pain of first love, coming to terms with his parents’ separation and the struggle to come out to his dad.

Muckraker by gryffindorJ (9k)
After a preview of James’ latest article appears The Daily Prophet Teddy is aware that his squad of elite Aurors was secretly infiltrated by James. To make matters worse the preview foreshadows a less than flattering article. Teddy has to find out how James got this information before the article goes to print. Not Teddy’s idea of a good time because things between him and James have been less than congenial since they broke up.

Dirty Little Secret by iamisaac (6k)
Teddy and James’s relationship has been a secret for two long years, and it’s best kept that way, at least in Teddy’s opinion. But sometimes, you don’t get the choice…

Say That We’ll Be Together by @gracerene09 (2k)
James lives for Hogsmeade weekends.

Green Falls by hollys_tree (11k)
It sounds like the easiest assignment ever: Teddy has to file a report about a nature reserve in Wales. But when James Potter becomes his partner for the week, it creates a whole new set of problems.

Lunacy by @shiftylinguini (18k)
Teddy was born a werewolf. James gets bitten later in life (not by Teddy) and Teddy is there to help him through his first heat. [Prequel Red Light, Yellow Light, Green]

It’s a Big, Gay World Out There by thenewlondoner (13k)
When James comes out, Teddy takes him out. Not like that, though. Really.

Room 43 by gryffindorJ (5k)
Everyone wants James but James only wants Teddy. There’s one small problem. (Teddy would say the problem isn’t small at all. But now I’ve gone and made it sound like Teddy has a small dick. I assure you that’s not the problem but that doesn’t make it any better.)

James x Reader / Little bird...

James get’s jealous and you get irritable, love prevails! *queue fireworks and celebratory flock of bald eagles*


“Oi, Padfoot, quit chatting up my bird! You’ve ‘ad enough time with her, lemme at my girl, why don’t you?” Sirius sighs pointedly at James and sidles in front of you protectively, “Shove off, horn-head. She’s still mad at you.”

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Harry Potter and the Cursed Child Show Recap – 04/03/17

I’ve seen the show a few times now, so at this point I’m fairly picky about what I want to see. I have favourite versions of scenes and lines. I have favourite actors and actresses in the various roles. While every performance is always amazing, I have two main criteria for what constitutes a Good Show, as in, an above average performance of the play. 1. I want it to make me feel something. I want someone to make me cry, or flail, or laugh uproariously, or have to bury my face in my scarf to contain all my emotions. 2. I want to gain new insight into the characters, or the story, or the show itself. During this particular performance, both criteria were absolutely and completely met. 

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Write me another story

Write me a world where Love is to Love, not blood and quarreling and bitterness

Write me a world where a Godfather is worth more than an aunt who neither cares nor loves

Write a world with justice

Write me a world where someone stopped to listen to Sirius Black.

Write us a world where Mad-eye stood up for Sirius’ chance to defend himself because “it doesn’t matter how it looks, dammit, vigilance goes both ways, you watch your back against the people you fight with but you watch their backs too” where Minerva trusted her gut “I don’t know, Albus, remember those boys…” where Dumbledore used his political clout and paid attention and made a difference

Write me a world where there was time in the rejoicing of the aftermath of Voldemort’s defeat to stop and, not recoiling in horror from betrayal and murder and a decimated corpse, locking it up and throwing away the key, to take it and examine it and think for a second before destroying another life

Write me a world where a young man, terrified and heartbroken and completely lost, is handed a new world and a tiny human life as he walks out of Ministry security

Write me a world where a one-year-old laughs for the first time in a week when he sees his godfather, who comes for dinner every thursday night and throws him highest in the air - even higher than daddy - where is daddy - begins to whimper then laughs again when Sirius picks him out of Minerva’s arms

Write me a Deep Magic written into a stronger, stranger, older bond than DNA, a Dumbledore who sits his old pupil down in his office (with Snape - eyes red and face haggard - and Minerva and Flitwick standing behind) and sits down between them on the desk this child who wraps one tiny chubby hand around one of each of their fingers and grips tight; A Dumbledore who explains as best he can to an exhausted starving 21-year-old “Sirius, Harry’s mother gave her life for son… you are his Godfather and the one they both loved the most, will you love Harry like they did, will you protect him? Because I believe -” And a Sirius Black who cannot shut up (Sirius Black never could shut up), who blurts “YES yes of course please Dumbledore let me look after him, he’s mine now, its my job - I’m sorry I should have - my fault, it’s my (Minerva steps forward and lifts a hand towards his shoulder - he cannot stop saying my fault since it happened) - and, when Harry starts to whine again at the distress in his voice - “dear Merlin he’s soaking why has no-one changed him yet, I’m sorry, lil’ man -” (and Minerva lets the hand fall).

Write me a new visitor at the Weasleys’ that night, because “really, Sirius, you can’t keep him there now the place is freezing and trust me dearie I’ve got seven already one more bottle won’t make a difference now go and have a shower and NO I won’t hear of it you are STAYING THE NIGHT now look Bill dear, yes, he’s Harry, you’re right, no, a bit younger than Ron, I think, that’s right Sirius dear isn’t it, he’s…” but Sirius has already gone for a shower and the hot water rushes down his back like pure relief that finally, finally, here’s something like normality and finally, finally, he lets himself cry for his best friends, for his brother, for one more orphan in the world.

Write me a broken man with red eyes and a child who is only happy because he doesn’t understand, but a boiled egg is the best thing either of them could have possibly seen on that night.

Write me a Remus who appears in the middle of the chaos which is egg-and-soldiers-night at the Weasleys’ with a bang that sends the children shrieking and grabs his friend and hugs him tight “damn you damnyoudamnyoutohell Black don’t you ever ever do that to me again where’s Harry” and they both break down again and Molly scolds him for swearing and makes them a cup of tea and Arthur chases the children up to bed and they all sit down in the living room and take stock of this new world and try to tell themselves that now the children will grow up safe, that this is what Prongs and Lily were fighting for.

Write me a Minerva who goes to the Potters’ - and a Hagrid who absolutely insists on ‘helping her’ - and extracts what she can from the rubble and grim-facedly leaved the rest with the wizards who’ve come to begin the clearout and they bring Harry’s cot and blanket (miraculously, somehow, only just a little singed) to the Weasleys’ that very night. Write me a Sirius Black who holds a cup of tea (he never somehow found it in himself to tell Molly he really doesn’t care for tea) tight between his hands and begins to realise slowly (and it will be a slow, slow realisation, but eventually he will get there) that he’s not alone. Write me a Sirius who is exhausted and lost and angry and scared and sad and a room a little too full up of friends and family, and write me hope.

Write me a Harry who smiles a big grin full of exactly three teeth at Kreacher and a Sirius who swallows hard and resolves that this joyful little person won’t grow up in a house full of hate like he did. Write me a master and house-elf who gradually gradually learn to tolerate each other, over many years and with many a bitten-back word.

Write me a Remus who comes over most nights and spends periods living with his friend and their boy, who helps, with Kreacher a bit (he knows what it’s like to be ignored and marginalized and shunned and if Kreacher knew what Remus really was who knows what he’d say, but there’s something between them nonetheless), with Harry more (here, Padfoot, let me read to him - oh Moony thank Merlin I swear one more time through ‘Percy and his bloody purple wand’ and I’ll” - “ok, shh, give him here, come on Harry-my-lad…” ) and with Sirius a lot. Write me friends who help each other heal, and get used to Muggles confusing them for a couple with a son, and the varied reactions and bizarre questions that entails, and when Remus’ mother finally quietly passes away, he moves in for real. Write me a Remus who insists that he cannot take his friend’s charity, and even with all James’ money in trust for Harry and for Sirius as his guardian and all the Black family fortune going to waste will not be convinced until Sirius reaches out and takes his friend’s hand in both of his and says Remus I need you here - and Remus scoffed because Sirius was always such a drama queen and it’s been long enough now that they can joke about this - but at the same time, it’s not quite a joke, and Remus doesn’t suggest leaving after that.

Write me every Sunday lunch at the Weasleys and Harry round to be babysat whenever Sirius has something to take care of or needs time to himself, and Molly trying to teach Sirius how to change a nappy and realising it’s completely unnecessary because who really thinks Lily Potter would have had Sirius hanging about in her house twice a week hyping up her boy and not making himself useful in the slightest, of course he’d have learnt how to change a nappy.

Write me a Minerva who comes by frequently and has Harry to tea at Hogwarts every so often when he gets a bit older, for James and Lily’s sake and to check that young Black isn’t raising too much of a ragamuffin - and for the most part, she and Molly and Remus between them manage a healthy level of manners in a fairly ordinary 6,8,11-year-old boy.

Write me a Harry and Ron who grow up together, an extra slim (but never skinny) dark-haired, pale (but never unhealthily so) brother to an unruly pack of seven, an overgrown garden to race toy brooms in, gnomes to be bitten by and a mother to scold all her children indiscriminately.

Write me a Sirius who comes to collect his godson in time to stay for tea and Molly who says “look there now Sirius!” and Sirius looks out and sees his boy - easy to spot out of among the five gingers fighting over a broom - break away from the group and jump and swing the old cleansweep under him before he hits the ground and zoom away around the treetops laughing “no hands Fred you gnome-end-sucker!” and Sirius feels something sharp clench in his heart because he looks so like James (and James is never ever going to do that stupid move ever again) so it’s grief, fresh as the first month, but also he is six, how can he already do that jump thing? so it’s also pride and, scariest of all he is six, that language - and he finds there are tears streaming down his cheeks and he can’t speak too well and Molly just sits him down and gives another of her interminable cups of tea (he doesn’t mind them so much now) and pats him on the shoulder, and he glances up and sees that there are tears in the corners of her eyes, too. But he drinks the tea and it passes and by the time the children come in complaining about something and clamouring for cake there’s no sign of anything amiss.

Write me a Harry who grows up with a godfather who makes mistakes, who cries and shakes some nights with flashbacks that overtake him, who never had good parents of his own and isn’t too sure what they look like exactly, but damned if he won’t do all that he can for his friend’s boy - and not even his friends’ boy, either, his boy, his Harry, because really, in the end, what is a godson but a son by another name, and what is blood but love? Write me a Harry who grew up with stories of his parents from anyone who would tell them, pictures around the house (Sirius wonders whether to black Peter out of them, but this house has had enough blacked-out faces, and that was the best part of his life, after all) and no real family, but plenty enough friends to be getting on with.

Write me parties at Christmas with the old Order and their children because if there’s one season Sirius will make an effort for its Christmas and Grimmuld Place is the best venue for things like this. Write me a house too big for just two lads, but more often than not it’s three, (eventually permanently three) and sometimes more, (Hagrid fills up a room himself, every so often in the holidays) and Sirius is never ever used to how much noise and life one 9-year-old boy can instill in the gloomiest of houses, and surely he never had this much energy? (On reflection, yes, he did, definitely, probably more).

Write me a Dumbledore who watches and waits and prays - very un-wizardly habit, that, but he always had his eccentricities - and hopes. He hopes he is right and he hopes against hope that it will never be necessary to test his theories and Voldemort will never return and he hopes that nothing will change. He hopes that he was right to make the choices he did. But when Harry arrives at Hogwarts at the age of 11, healthy and happy and loved, with someone to hug him goodbye at the station and a friend to sit with on the carriage already and a “yes!” fistpump when the hat shouts “GRYFFINDOR!” which - though he will never ever know it, who is to tell him? - is exactly the same gesture his father made when he received the same sorting twenty years ago - when he sits down with a little bit of overawed wonder in the green eyes, which is exactly how his mother looked, and waves to Hagrid, and turns to speak to the bushy-brown-haired girl next to him because she looks even more scared than he feels and Remus told him he should look for someone who looks like that and say hello, and starts to tell her what he plans to write home to his godfather about, and what will she write to her parents, he knows they’ll be so excited to hear about all of this I mean LOOK at it, look at Hogwarts, isn’t this GREAT? (and the very tense Muggle-born girl is relaxed enough to listen to someone else for the first time since Neville introduced himself on the train) - Dumbledore smiles. He won’t know how his choices pan out, and he won’t know what the future holds - but right now (and Minerva, watching the Sorting but with a smile to spare for her young Harry James, so grown up, agrees) it seems like the best that could have been.

It’s Just a Prank

Pairing: Sirius Black X Reader

Prompt: It honestly shouldn’t even be a surprise whenever a loud bang or disgusted shriek comes echoing down the halls. Not with Sirius Black and his ‘brilliant plans’ anyway. What he didn’t expect was to be caught in the crossfires.

A/N: Another Sirius one! Something a bit more lighthearted than the last one, I hope. Not sure why I made the prompt sound so ominous, but I’ll just say it’s not as Sirius as I make it out to be. Haha I’ll escort myself out thanks

Originally posted by ba1n3s

As he walked through the school halls, seldom gave any attention to the confident strides that Sirius Black made. However, observant students would know to beware of his walk. Many in the creative Ravenclaw house have already figured out a systematic approach. If he was seen like this nearby, it would be wise to steer clear and hope you weren’t the intended target. In fact, it wouldn’t be far off to say that the Eagles even had a designated lookout squad just in case for particular events such as these. In the right circles, it was well known that if Sirius Black was smirking, trouble was brewing and about to explode. Sometimes quite literally.

He casually opened the door of the Gryffindor common room, ready to explain his master plan. Inside, his three best friends were already waiting. 

“Took you long enough,” James said. 

Remus rolled his eyes. “He was gone for twenty minutes.” 

“Well excuse me if I bother to take the time for precision. Perfection isn’t done in merely a day, James.” Sirius flipped his hair dramatically and took a seat on the couch.

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anonymous asked:

July fluff and/or smut

*screeches into the abyss* Thank you so much for sending me a prompt. I’m going to assume you meant Jily, but feel free to message me again if you meant something about the month of July. :)

Also, I don’t like writing smut, so fluff it is!

  • When Lily finally said yes, James nearly fainted.
  • He had given up on asking her every day of every week of every month of every year, and instead decided that maybe it was high time he focused on school.
  • Because at this point it’s, of course, seventh year and ‘shoot if I want to be an Auror than I actually have to try.’
  • When Lily came back to school at the start of seventh year, something felt off.
  • Like, some part of her day was missing.
  • It took her about a week to realize that James hadn’t asked her out once.
  • James Potter, who had sent her home with the most absurd, frilly love letter she had ever seen.
  • She was, of course, spending a lot more time with him, as they were head boy and head girl, so why wasn’t he pouncing on every opportunity like she expected him to?
  • A month passed before she realized it was ‘Snape’ to him, and not ‘Snivellus.’
  • Two months before she realized that he and his friends’ pranks weren’t aimed towards Slytherins anymore.
  • Three before she realized James hadn’t made one arrogant comment about himself since they got back.
  • What she did notice was that before every late night patrol, James quietly, and kindly asked how her day had been.
  • What she did notice was that he not only spent time in the library studying for his exams, but he also helped first and second years with their Transfiguration homework.
  • And before she could stop herself, she and James became very close friends.
  • As Christmas rolled around, Lily got a letter from her parents asking her to come home, as Petunia wanted to introduce her new boyfriend Vernon.
  • She was allowed to bring along one friend.
  • To everyone’s surprise, she chose James.
  • When she went up to his table at breakfast and asked him, Sirius nearly choked on his Pumpkin Juice, Remus spilled syrup all over the book he was reading, and Peter fell out of his chair.
  • But James just smiled, and said yes.
  • At Christmas dinner, Petunia would NOT shut up about her blasted boyfriend and his new job, and his new car, and that they ‘have so much in common.’
  • Looking at the whale her sister had invited to dinner made Lily sick.
  • She knew her parents were also at their wits end about this Vernon boy. Their smiles were forced and they focused largely on their meal.
  • Until finally, her father had said, “Lily, why don’t you tell us about James?”
  • James looked like a deer caught in the headlights as Lily went on and on about him, and how nice he was, and how good he was at Quidditch, and good he was with the first and second years.
  • Lily did it out of spite towards Petunia mostly, but part of her felt giddy to talk about this boy she’d become so close to in the past year.
  • Dinner ended with Petunia and Vernon casting them dirty looks as Lily led James to the door.
  • “Thanks for coming,” she told him as he was about to apparate home.
  • “Thank you for having me,” he said, “and, thanks for the compliments.”
  • Lily laughed. “I never thought I’d see the day James Potter was embarrassed about being praised.”
  • “I wasn’t embarrassed!” James protested as Lily continued to laugh. “Listen, Lily, um,” he swallowed, hating himself a little for what he was about to say. “Would you, um, like to go to Hogsmeade with me sometime?”
  • Lily smiled softly. “Why, James, I thought we were over this.”
  • “I know, and I’m sorry. I told myself I’d give you space, and that clearly you don’t like me that way, but after tonight, and everything you said, I just -”
  • Lily leaned in and pressed a small, short kiss to James’s lips, shutting him up quickly. “I’d love to. See you at school.”
  • It was a miracle James Potter managed to apparate home in one piece.
He was Just Leaving (Young Remus Lupin x reader)

A/N: my smol bean remus :’)) i may write a part two hehe

Request: Hey I was just wondering if you could write about Remus liking a quirky hufflepuff and Remus is too shy to ask her out so Sirius pretends to flirt with her which makes Remus jealous? It would be amazing if you could! Love your account it never fails to make me smile 😁😊

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warnings: none

“You’re staring, mate,” Sirius mutters to Remus who’s got his head propped up with one arm. He watches you as you’re deep in conversation with the rest of your hufflepuff peers. He sees you laughing, holding your book and flipping through the pages, reading passages to your friends.

“Moony!” James yells, elbowing him.

“Hm? What?” Rem snaps out of his haze, falling off the hand supporting his face.

The other two marauders snicker at him. “You really like Y/N, hm?” James waggles his eyebrows.

Remus blushes slightly and clears his throat. “No! What are you talking about?” He glances back over at you; your laughter has all but stopped and he can’t help but smile at your joy.

Sirius scoffs, “So, you wouldn’t mind if I asked her out, then?”

His eyes widen at the thought of his precious Y/N with his jerk of a best friend. “Uh- well, do actually like her? I wouldn’t take her for your type, Pads, that’s all.”

Sirius is grinning at how flustered Remus is getting. “Not my type? She’s absolutely gorgeous! And she’s really nice, funny too. What’s not to like?”

“M'just saying.” Moony shrugs and stands up, grabbing his bag. “I’m going to the library. Got a few books I forgot to return. I’ll see you guys.”

Later, you’re sitting in the library, as well. You and Remus smiled at each other and waved. A large part of you wishes he’d just come over and sit with you. You’ve always been quite fond of him.

There’s a tap on your shoulder. You look up, hoping more than anything that it’s him. “Oh, hey, Sirius.” You greet the dark haired boy standing above you.

“Mind if I sit?” He gestures to an open chair next to you.

You shrug, turning back to your book. “Go ahead.”

He seats himself beside you and places his hand on the pages of your novel, pushing it down to the table. You narrow your eyes at him. “Sorry, Y/N. Just wanted to let you know that I think you’re really, really gorgeous.” He smirks. That’s when you realize his other hand is resting on your knee, sliding up ever so slightly.

Your face flushes and you sit up a little bit. “Well, thanks. Uh- you’re not bad yourself, but I-”

“Hey, Padfoot! Can I talk to you for a minute?” You hear Remus call from a small distance away. There’s a sharp “Shh!!” that follows, but he doesn’t seem to care. You can’t help but feel relieved. Sirius is cool and all, but you’ve kind of got your eye on someone else. Someone who’s taller and reads a lot. Someone who just so happens to be in the library at the same time as you, all the time.

Anyway, Sirius comes back over to sit down, but Remus is right on his tail, pushing him out of the chair. “He was just leaving, actually.” Moony says, through his teeth.

Padfoot gives him a sly grin, “Oh, was I? Alright, then.” And with that he leaves.

“What a guy, right?” Remus laughs awkwardly and clears his throat. “Um, Y/N, I was actually wondering- there’s a Hogsmeade trip this weekend- or a little get together after the quidditch game tomorrow- just- uh- would you wanna hang out sometime?”

You smile widely. “Oh my God. Well, yeah! Yeah, I’d love to.” Dear God, you’re blushing. You’re blushing so much. “I’d better go, then.” You pick up your book and stand up.

“Oh, yeah. Yeah, me too.” He goes back to grab his bag. “So, I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“Yeah.” You nod. “Gryffindor common room?”

“Where else?” He chuckles. “I’ll see you.”

You go your separate ways, butterflies erupting in your stomach. You have a date with Remus.

ratclanqueen  asked:

do you ship dramione (at any stage of their lives) & have any thoughts on them??

it happens late.

the sunset years, ginny calls them, smiling into a glass of wine. sunset, hermione thinks fondly, watching the way the light catches the still-fiery shine of her sister-in-law’s hair. ginny’s been a sunset her whole life: expansive, flighty, the kind of pretty that makes you feel sort of achy inside.

the thing is that they’re not sisters. not any more. and hermione isn’t a sunset. she’s a fifty-five year old with an ex-husband and two twenty-something kids she can’t relate to and this isn’t really what her life was ever supposed to be. there was supposed to be a graceful glide into old age, ron deepening her laughter lines every year. instead she’s got a sleek modern house and an empty bed and two kids whose minds move in such alien ways to her.

what she also has is draco malfoy, though she doesn’t precisely realise it yet.

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