#james refers to the group of them as “James and the Potters”

[olivers-cocoapuffs]

Effie and Monty adopt Sirius and his legal surname changes to ‘Potter’.

Remus marries Sirius and takes his last name (Potter) because he’s never liked his name.

Regulus marries James and takes his last name to get away from the House of Black.

James “i bagged all three” Potter

#People get confused about how they’re all potters #james refers to the group of them as “James and the Potters” #Sirius black #remus lupin #regulus black #james potter #effie potter #Monty potter #The marauders #the slytherin skittles #marauders headcanons #jegulus #wolfstar

[enbysiriusblack]

first and second year 'marauders':

- they didn't call themselves the marauders at this point and it wasn't just remus, james, sirius, and peter

- remus was in and out of the group, not wanting to get to close to them (they properly joined and became the group of 4 when james, sirius, and peter found out remus' secret)

- mary and marlene were a part of the group (marlene being childhood friends with james, and then becoming automatic best friends with mary, she brought her into the group)

- lily and emmeline weren't a part of the group. they were friends with mary and marlene and remus but not the others. lily rarely spending time with any of them other than remus in classes without slytherin or the girls but only really in the dorms. and emmeline had a sister a year ahead in hufflepuff so she hung out with them more than the gryffindors

- they were fairly popular during that period, especially as Frank and Alice (a few years above them and very popular) took a liking to them and let them hang out with them. this is when james and mary's popularity started

- literally so loud. i can not even explain how loud. this is 11 year old james, mary, peter, sirius, and marlene I'm talking about. and before lily and remus joined them. just constant screaming and yelling.

- all of them extremely quidditch obsessed. not just about playing (only james, marlene, and sirius played and not on the team yet) but at the quidditch matches they would go so chaotic. fully decked out in gryffindor colours, booing other houses nonstop, waving huge flags, spending all their time making flags for the matches, etc.

- they ran around the castle all the time, and would accidentally break so many things

- McGonagall started up a club for them to try to release their energy in a better way (making flags and stuff for the quidditch matches, having friendly races and sporty stuff outside, helping out with the school gardens, making random stuff like flower chains and origami, etc.) it was sort of like a breakfast club/afterschool?? idk if other ones were the same as my old school but the one i had was for kids who needed to release excess energy, kids who's parents were still at work, and kids who's families were on low income and had like breakfast and snacks at school and played games they couldn't have at home. anyway, i feel like other students might have joined but those 5 were the only long lasting members

#i wanna give them a name just to make it easier when i refer to the group but i can't think of anything #so if you have any ideas pls tell me #remus was more of a loner during this period. he'd sometimes hang out with the classic other marauders but also didn't want to get close #other than that he was friends with lily and spent a lot of the time in the library with her of by himself #and lily would hang out with him or snape.. she liked mary and marlene and emmeline #but obviously mary and marlene hates snape and would make fun of him in front of her and she'd do the same about sirius and james #she was closer with emmeline at this time period but i mean lily still hung out with snape more and emmeline hung out with the hufflepuffs #the girls became more close friends and like. a friend group at the end of second year when sirius and james and peter got closer to remus #marauders era #marauders #marlene mckinnon #sirius black #james potter #peter pettigrew #mary macdonald

[accio-sriracha]

Sirius Anything-But-Black.

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Sirius hates his last name. He always joked around by going by his friend's names instead.

Sirius Potter was the most common, of course. He was practically raised by the Potter's, he and James had been brothers for years of course he was a Potter.

Second was Pettigrew, mostly when joking around with Peter.

He'd make comments like "This is why it's so great to be a part of the Pettigrew family!" and "Don't you dare disrespect the Pettigrew Brothers!"

A handful of times he even used Lily's last name, referring to himself as Sirius Evans.

She finds it hilarious, as soon as she catches on that he hates his last name she starts calling him Evans too.

Whenever she'd pass by the group and greet James as Potter, she'd always make sure to reply to Sirius' "Hey, Evans!" With a "Hello, Evans." In return.

Every once in a while he used their other friend's names too; Meadowes, Longbottom, McKinnon, he went as far as to use McGonagall once and nearly got detention for a week.

But he never used Lupin.

Remus asks him one lazy Saturday morning as the group was sprawled across the furniture in the common room.

He'd wondered for years, they all secretly had, but it never meant enough to any of them to really ask.

"Why do you never go by Sirius Lupin?" Remus asked, filling the lull in conversation.

It was supposed to be a casual question, but there was nothing casual about the look Sirius gave him when he replied,

"Because you haven't asked me to marry you yet, Moons."

The room was silent. Remus and Sirius were staring at each other for a long time. Remus slowly stood up and walked over to him, kneeling down in front of his chair,

"Sirius, will you marry me?" He whispered.

"Of course, Remus." Sirius breathed.

Nobody else could tell if they were joking or not. They'd never once shown feelings towards each other, nothing more than what they normally did.

Remus wasn't even gay.

But then, all of the sudden, Remus and Sirius were found walking the halls hand in hand, placing gentle kisses on each other's cheeks.

They started sleeping in the same bed at night, Remus curled on his side with his nose nuzzled against Sirius' neck.

Sirius exclusively went by Sirius Lupin now, refusing to go by anything else. He also made it very clear to all of his suitors that he was engaged and off the market.

The others still couldn't quite tell how much further they would go for the bit, but they seemed happy?? So they were all happy too.

Immediately after graduation they got married and made it official. Everyone was kinda blown away, but then again, it was Remus and Sirius, they've kind of always been dating, even when they weren't.

The others finally asked years later if they'd been secretly dating prior to that, since it was the only thing that made sense.

Sirius shook his head, "No, I had no idea Rem liked me back. I was just really in love with him."

Remus nodded, explaining he wasn't actually sure if Sirius was joking or not either at first, but he was too in love to question it, and took the chance he got.

It ended up working out, Sirius was now- in all ways including legally- Mr. Sirius Lupin.

And he'd never been happier.

~~~♤~~~

#harry potter #marauders #marauders era #wolfstar #wolfstar headcanon #remus lupin #remus x sirius #sirius black #sirius x remus #wolfstar being totally in love #wolfstar hc #wolfstar textpost #theyre just young and desperately in love #oh to be in love

[princeloww]

DAVID TENNANT ROLES STARTERPACK

(Different roles, where to find them and what they're like!!!) (+ more that I didn't go into included at the end)

*disclaimer: this is sort of UK orientated, 'cos I don't know any American streaming services or where stuff is available in other countries, so PLEASE comment other places you can watch things!!!!

- Takin' Over the Asylum (CAMPBELL BAIN)

Follows a DJ and a group of patients trying to keep a radio station going in a mental hospital. David plays one of the main characters, Campbell Bain, a mostly upbeat and energetic young boy with lots of enthusiasm and spirit. Some angst!

☆ YOUTUBE (free)

- Blackpool (PETER CARLISLE)

A body is found in an arcade run by Ripley Holden, and him and his entire family are pulled into the murder investigation surrounding it. DI Peter Carlisle is working on the case, and highly suspicious of Ripley. He's a pretty major character and has a romantic plot - as well as a few funny musical numbers. Includes sex scenes.

☆ UKTV PLAY (free in UK), AMAZON PRIME VIDEO

- Casanova (GIACOMO CASANOVA)

The (mostly sexual) adventures of Giacomo Casanova, a charming and fraudulent man who falls in love very quickly and very dramatically with a lot of people, all while essentially bullshitting through life and jumping on every opportunity to make money. Includes sex scenes but also angst, such as illness, injuries, some violence, and general suffering.

☆ MYFLIXERX.TO (free), AMAZON

- Recovery (ALAN HAMILTON)

A man and his family coping with the recovery and rehabilitation process after he (Alan, David Tennant) suffers from brain damage. Angsty. Lots of crying, suicide references, head injury stuff.

☆ YOUTUBE (free)

- Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire (BARTY CROUCH JR)

I recommend pirating this one so you're not supporting JK Rowling. DT plays Barty Crouch JR, an antagonist and the son of Barty Crouch. He's kind of a minor character, as he's not actually in a lot of scenes.

☆ Probably on most pirating sites (my go to is MYFLIXERX.TO)

- Learners (CHRISTOPHER ??)

Lighthearted movie about a woman trying to pass her driving test. David plays Chris, her driving instructor. He's a bit of a dork, very sweet and kind. Has a love plot, briefly fights a guy. No major angst.

☆ YOUTUBE (free)

- Hamlet (HAMLET)

Hamlet. Prince of Denmark wants vengeance after his father's death. I haven't actually watched this one yet but I assume it's got the same amount of angst and drama as Hamlet typically does.

☆ AMAZON PRIME VIDEO

- Single Father (DAVE TYLER)

After a fatal car accident, Dave Tyler (DT) is left to parent four children on his own. Still struggling through grief, Dave falls in love again and attempts to hide it. Has LOTS of crying, lots of kissing, sex scenes, DT being miserable and sobbing, etc.

☆ MYFLIXERX.TO (free)

- Rex Is Not Your Lawyer (REX ALEXANDER)

Unaired pilot. Only 40 minutes. Show wasn't picked up, but it is very good. Rex is a successful and skilled lawyer who is forced to stop practising when he starts having panic attacks every time he speaks in court. He decides instead to coach people who want to represent themselves. Lots of DT in very tight suits. American accent. Not MAJOR angst but he does has daddy issues and a panic disorder, so.

☆ YOUTUBE (free)

- Fright Night (PETER VINCENT)

A kid discovers that his neighbour is a vampire, and he seeks out a famous vampire slayer to help him. Peter Vincent (DT) does not live up to his name, and turns out to actually be sort of pathetic. No major angst, not a lot of clothes, no romance, but lots of eyeliner. He's very bisexual. Violence, vampire horror, creepy neighbour.

☆ DISNEY+, AMAZON PRIME

- The Decoy Bride (JAMES ARBER)

Celebrity Lara Tyler tries to get married to her author fiancé James Arber, but the paparazzi interrupts the wedding. Desperate to keep it private, she takes James to the island that he based his book on. Somehow, the paparazzi still find them, and they hire a decoy bride to pretend to be Lara. Romance, kissing, light hearted, minimal angst. David in a funny outfit. Fake dating trope?

☆ AMAZON PRIME

- Nativity 2: Danger in the Manger (Donald and Roderick Peterson)

Sequel to Nativity, but you don't need to watch the first one. Primary school teacher Donald Peterson (DT) is forced to take his class to Wales to participate in A Song For Christmas, a festive singing competition. Here he is put against his twin brother, who is a successful composer and with whom he has a strained relationship. Light angst - lots of daddy issues, but generally sweet.

☆ AMAZON, I think its on NOW TV???

- The Escape Artist (WILL BURTON)

A defence lawyer, Will Burton, gets a murderer off free, and very quickly grows to regret it, when his client comes after his family next. Lots of murder. Like three murders I think. Hot lawyer DT.

☆ AMAZON (I can't believe I forgot this one)

- What We Did On Our Holiday (DOUG MCLEOD)

A family go to Scotland for their grandfather's 70th birthday. Doug (DT) and his wife (Rosamund Pike) are getting a divorce, but are hiding it from the rest of the family. Movie is mostly focused on the kids and their grandad, but David has a few moments, and he's generally present throughout. Funny, slightly shocking at times, family film. No major angst. Character death.

☆ AMAZON PRIME

- Richard II (RICHARD II)

Shakespeare's Richard II. David plays the titular character, the extravagant, heartless and cold King of England, Richard II. We see his fall from grace as he is stripped of everything he owns and knows. Quite angsty. Long hair, androgynous David. Queer kiss scene (although they are cousins, soo...)

☆ you can find a link in a REDDIT comment if you search for it, AMAZON PRIME

- Broadchurch (ALEC HARDY)

An eleven-year-old boy is murdered in a small town, sending shock-waves through the community. Story follows both the family and communities response to the crime, as well as the investigation done by DI Alec Hardy (DT) and DS Ellie Miller (Olivia Coleman). Lots of angst from Alec. He is sick and hiding it. Injury, dizziness, panic attacks, that sort of thing - as well as a heart attack. He has a lot of trauma and daddy issues. Season three touches on topics of rape (warning).

- Mad To Be Normal (RD LIANG)

Biopic about RD Liang, a Scottish psychiatrist. Sex, misogyny, mental health topics, some self-harm (done by another character)

☆ AMAZON (sensing a pattern)

- Good Omens (CROWLEY)

An angel (Michael Sheen) and a demon work together to stop the end of the world. Queer romance (canon), some angst. Drama, comedy, LGBTQ+. David plays Crowley, the demon (who "sauntered vaguely downwards" rather than fell from heaven)

☆ AMAZON PRIME

- Staged (DAVID TENNANT)

A COVID lockdown comedy about David Tennant and Michael Sheen talking via Zoom during the lockdown. Actually quite sad at times? Mostly silly, though. Features Georgia Tennant and Anna Lundberg.

☆ BBC Iplayer (UK) (or VPN)

- Around The World in 80 Days (PHILEAS FOGG)

Phileas Fogg, a quiet and reserved man, decides to travel around the world in 80 days, after he receives an anonymous postcard calling him a coward. Cute found family, drama, angst (ex-lover stuff, internalised cowardice, illness, near death experience), some violence. There's a scene where Phileas gets flogged (whipped, essentially) quite violently, and it's somewhat graphic. Touches on themes of racism. Phileas is 100% neurodivergent.

☆ BBC Iplayer (UK) (or VPN)

- Inside Man (HARRY WATLING)

DT plays a vicar, Harry, who is involved in a murder after trying to protect his son - who was accused of having CP. Suicide themes, murder, self-harm - explores the idea that any person can murder, if they're pushed the right way. Includes topics to do with CP and pedophilia.

☆ NETFLIX, AMAZON

- Litvinenko (LITVINENKO)

Biopic about Alexander Litvinenko. A group of detectives investigate the poisoning of Litvinenko. David is bald in this show. (Scary)

☆ ITVX (UK) (or VPN)

- Doctor who (10TH AND 14TH DOCTORS)

Do I need to explain Doctor Who???? David Tennant plays the tenth and fourteenth regenerations of The Doctor, a Time Lord from outerspace. He travels around in the TARDIS with human companions.

☆ BBC Iplayer (UK)

I think I'm gonna leave it there, but there are a LOT that I have not touched on. This post is a very accurate and long list of everything on DT's filmography, so i recommend you check that out.

Other things I didn't mention (off the top of my head):

There She Goes, Bad Samaritan, Einstein and Eddington, Rab. C Nesbitt, Bright Young Things, LA Without a Map, Much Ado About Nothing, Duck Patrol, True Love, Gracepoint, Camping (US), Nan's Christmas Carol, Mary Queen of Scots, (You, Me and Him), Secret Smile, Deadwater Fell, Jessica Jones, Dramarama, Spies of Warsaw, AND A LOT MORE. (+ voice acting roles, and also his narrating work on Spy In The Wild (2017)

#david tennant #good omens #takin over the asylum #campbell bain #broadchurch #takin' over the asylum #alec hardy #crowley #taking over the asylum #david tennant roles #casanova #phileas fogg #im not tagging them all #tennantverse #david tennantverse #david tennant fandoms #YES i left out a lot of very popular ones #dont come at me #this was just the ones i wanted to write about

[runin-reads]

James/Lily vs James/Sirius: a case of accidental queer coding

Jily (James/Lily) is a pairing central to the HP universe in the sense that had they not been married, Harry Potter, the main character, would cease to exist and neither would his story as we know it. Yet we are left with only a few brief glimpses of their relationship in canon whilst other pairings are textually far more fleshed out– take Prongsfoot (James/Sirius), for example, who are frequently portrayed as The Duo, not just by those closest to them (Lupin) but by many others too such as McGonagall, Flitwick and so on. Harry himself could see how close they were during SWM in OOTP and this is someone who had a very limited time with Sirius and close to none with James. 

Queercoding is described as “the subtextual coding of a character in media as queer. Though such a character's sexual identity may not be explicitly confirmed within their respective work, a character might be coded as queer through the use of traits and stereotypes recognisable to the audience.” One character comes to mind when I think of “queercoding” and that’s Sirius Black. He’s estranged from his family, goes against the norms associated with his upbringing, there’s no mention of any ex-girlfriends and most notably he has intense love and devotion for his male best friend; James Potter.  At first glance, James had led an incredibly hetero-normative life by virtue of his wife and son, but through his relationship to Sirius there’s leeway to reach a queer reading of him as well. 

As recognised by countless characters and even Sirius himself, Prongsfoot come in a two-for-one deal:

“Do you remember who his best friend was?”  “Naturally,” said Madam Rosmerta, with a small laugh. “Never saw one without the other, did you? The number of times I had them in here — ooh, they used to make me laugh. Quite the double act, Sirius Black and James Potter!”  “Black and Potter. Ringleaders of their little gang. Both very bright, of course — exceptionally bright, in fact…”  “You’d have thought Black and Potter were brothers!” chimed in Professor Flitwick. “Inseparable!” 

The use of the word “brothers” in the above quote is one reason why fans don’t interpret Prongsfoot as queer-coded and/or romantic. However, it’s important to note that Sirius never referred to James as a brother, and there’s no canonical proof to suggest that Flitwick was close to James and Sirius– he was their teacher, not their friend or confidant. He isn’t calling them “brothers” either but rather he’s saying that word to express how strong their bond was. Hence why I believe an exclusively fraternal reading of their relationship doesn’t hold much weight. 

They are, however, established as each other’s closest friend and most trusted confidant. 

“Harry had the distinct impression that Sirius was the only one for whom James would have stopped showing off.” “Potter trusted Black beyond all his other friends. Nothing changed when they left school. Black was the best man when James married Lily. Then they named him godfather to Harry.  “I persuaded Lily and James to change to Peter at the last moment, persuaded them to use him as Secret-Keeper instead of me.”  “Lily and James only made you Secret-Keeper because I suggested it,” Black hissed

On multiple occasions James and Sirius were described as a unit– The Unit– within their friend group. Lupin said they were “the cleverest students in the school.” They were the “ringleaders” of the Marauders; always on the same page and in agreement with each other.

“Then, with identical fluid movements, they reached into their back pockets.” 

Even during their very first encounter, they quickly and effortlessly become a team. 

“Got a problem with that?”  “No,” said Snape, though his slight sneer said otherwise. “If you’d rather be brawny than brainy–” “Where’re you hoping to go, seeing as you’re neither?” interjected Sirius.  James roared with laughter.

This excerpt from DH also neatly sums up the Marauders group dynamic:

“To Sirius’s right stood Pettigrew, more than a head shorter, plump and watery-eyed, flushed with pleasure at his inclusion in this coolest of gangs, with the much-admired rebels that James and Sirius had been. On James’s left was Lupin, even then a little shabby-looking, but he had the same air of delighted surprise at finding himself liked and included” 

Lily herself acknowledged Sirius’ importance in James’ life in her letter to Sirius, where she all but says that only he could lift James’ mood whilst the Potters’ were hiding from Voldemort’s forces. 

“James is getting a bit frustrated shut up here, he tries not to show it but I can tell — also, Dumbledore’s still got his Invisibility Cloak, so no chance of little excursions. If you could visit, it would cheer him up so much.” 

On the other hand, Jily is portrayed in a less compelling way for lack of better words. I spoke about this in my other meta but to summarise it briefly: Lily is James’ wife, the mother of his son and… that’s pretty much it. In the books they’re barely spoken about as a couple, unlike Prongsfoot who are always mentioned together as if they were a package deal– which they were, as recognised by practically everyone. That’s not to say Jily has zero textual backing, though it is far and few between.

“How come she married him?” Harry asked miserably. “She hated him!”  “Nah, she didn’t,” said Sirius.  “She started going out with him in seventh year,” said Lupin.  “Once James had deflated his head a bit,” said Sirius.  “And stopped hexing people just for the fun of it,” said Lupin. 

Conclusion

What we do know about James and Lily’s relationship is limited to the following: Lily disliked James because he and Snape were enemies, James developed feelings for her first, they began dating in seventh year once James had matured, they got married when they were nineteen to twenty years old, had a child together. The end. 

On the contrary, James and Sirius are constantly implied to be each other’s closest, most loyal friend; each other’s most trusted confidant. They are equals in every conceivable way. Both were popular, from wealthy backgrounds  and intelligent. Throughout the entire series Sirius’ only priority was Harry, James’ son. He went through unfathomable lengths to protect Harry: he was the first to escape Azkaban, he snuck into Hogwarts with all the dementors around and lived off rats during the GOF so he could be close to Harry, the last piece of James he had left. 

There’s also evidence to suggest Sirius was a narrative parallel to Snape. There are two adults in Harry’s life who sought to protect him due to their respective relationships with one of his parents. Snape was a double agent for Dumbeldore out of love for Lily; Sirius escaped Azkaban to protect Harry out of love for him, an extension of his love for James. 

All these factors are  why I believe that by not fleshing out Lily as a character and Jily as a couple, JKR accidentally queer-coded Prongsfoot. 

#prongsfoot #bambibelle #starbucks #jily #james potter #sirius black #lily evans #marauders #james x sirius #hp meta #relationship study #prongsfoot meta

[railingsofsorrow]

summary: you're being neglected by your-so-called-friends and james is there like he always is. 

warnings: self-deprecation; self-isolating; descriptions of being left aside; talk about not feeling enough.

A/N: just words I needed to hear + poor writing (have you caught on that I'm in my james potter phase?) I also wanted to say that if any of you feel like that, you're amazing and you make a difference. don't let people diminish your value. you're loved and you matter. 

w.c: 1.3K

pairing: james potter x gn!reader

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“you're quiet today,” james plots down on the couch by your side, the leather screeches as he leans closer to you just enough to respect your personal space. 

“I am quiet,” you answer, still with your attention stuck to the parchment. you were finishing an assignment due next week. it's not like you had anything else better to do. 

with a tilt of his head, he tries to peak over your shoulder, smiling softly as he caught a glimpse of your neat handwriting. he loved watching you do anything at all. it was therapeutic.

“you're more quiet than usual then,” james gives you a gentle smile. you had finally offered him your attention. “I didn't see you at lunch or at dinner.”

“I wasn't hungry.”

“I saw you in the kitchens, eating with the elves.”

your glare didn't refrain him from pushing.

“you're isolating yourself,” james says carefully. “why? did something happen?”

you survey his face, from the mole on the middle of his neck to his dirty glasses’ lenses. letting out a sigh, you pull them away from his face, minding the temples on his eyes. 

james doesn't even flinch.

“I'm frustrated, that's all.” you said lowly, muttering a spell to clean off the blurred frames. 

you place them back on his face, aware you were under his awed gaze. 

“d'you want to talk about it?” he whispered after a while, slightly blushing that he'd been staring.

you shrug, going back to your homework. 

james sighs, frustrated himself that he didn't have your full attention. that parchment was snatching all of it.

“did someone upset you? who do I need to hex?” 

you let a giggle escape and his eyes soften. there you are.

“at least six people. are you up for it?” james raises an eyebrow and nods. you rest your quill down, pursuing your lips. “have you ever felt left out?”

james blinks at the sudden question. but taking a deeper look on your eyes and their red rimmed outline he was starting to figure you out a little. the issue must be the group you called friends.

“I have,” he admits, crossing his legs, knees bumping with yours. “when I was little. before coming to hogwarts.”

“what was it like?” you ask quietly but curious. you couldn't imagine james potter of all people feeling left out. he was the boy people looked at and thought I want to be with him or I want to be him. there was no in-between. 

he fiddled with a ripped fabric in a spot on the couch, “it was hard for me to... make friends. my parents kept saying that I should just be myself but that didn't help me at all,” he let out a half-hearted laugh at the memory. “I was lonely, most of the time. before pete moved in next to me. then I felt for the first time that I didn't have to try to be someone I wasn't.”

“do they make you feel heard?” you refer to his real friends, now.

james casts you a look of understanding, “yes, they do. and they care. do you feel like that?” he knew you didn't. it hasn't been your first time with this kind of sadness on your features.

did you feel heard? seen? did your friends at least spared you their attention during conversations?

you pause.

“no.” you admit, ashamed. because now you could see. this wasn't how friends were supposed to treat you. talking over you, skipping your input as if it was nothing. forgetting you completely. just appearing when they need something. like the assignment you were finishing. one of them asked to take a look at it afterwards. let me know when you're done. 

that's all you're remembered for.

“I think people just put up with me. at first, everything is perfect and they even pretend to listen to what I say but then... I don't know what happens, or what I do — if I knew I'd change it, believe me — but they either leave or just stop noticing I'm there, you know?”

you only realize you had spoken it out loud when james is taking your hand and bringing to his cheek. he does it whenever he feels you slipping away or when he wants you to look directly at him. you do. and he has conflicting emotions dancing in his amber orbs. a fire-like anger grazed with a lot of concern. 

you feel like you could tell james anything. any time. he made you feel important. special, even. but sometimes, you think, maybe you should just stay quiet. 

you speak too much. you overshare. you're annoying. everyone thinks you're boring and that's why you shouldn't speak up. you interrupt the smooth flow in a conversation. 

just stay quiet.

“I don't see how someone would just stop noticing you. how is it even possible? you're amazing.” james intertwines your fingers and rests your joined hands against his cheek. “there's absolutely nothing you say that is insignificant. the opposite, really,” he adds, scooting closer as if he was about to tell you his darkest secret. “listen to me now, alright?” he waits for your response and you nod confused. “I don't put up with you. your company is what I look for every day, I love hearing the sound of your voice, I love the way you change your tone when you're speaking about something you cherish. but most of all, I love that you're you. nothing to alter, nothing to leave out.” 

you blinked fast.

hearing the boy in front of you mend up a piece of your heart with those words was... not surprising at all. james had that kind of magic. he didn't need to say anything to make you feel better, just be there. but when he did use his words, it was like your favourite poetry penetrating your chest, brightening your cloudy day with a peak of sunlight. 

james potter really is the sun. 

“you mean it?” you prompt, still pathetically insecure. james, in all his patient-self, kisses your hand and then your cheek to prove a point. 

a smile cracks your sad façade. 

“you don't need people who don't realize your worth, they don't deserve you,” he says, frowning slightly. “besides, they treat you badly, I've seen it.”

“I just don't want to be alone.” you confess, looking down when you felt your throat close. “it's- it's stupid. but now I'm realizing being alone is better than being around them.” 

james shook his head, “you're not alone. never. am I wearing my invisibility cloak now? you can't see me?” he says playfully, pretending to check if his body was visible. you push him slightly and he grins up at you. 

“I'm here,” he says, squeezing your hand. “always.”

letting out a breath, you rest your forehead on his shoulder, “i know, james.” 

his lips waver at the top of your head, fingers working their way up your arm. “come to the match tomorrow.” he requests. 

you look up at him with crossed eyes because of your proximity, “gryffindor plays tomorrow?”

he flashes you a lopsided smile, bopping your nose, “yes. and when I fly through the stands I want to see you there. will I?”

you pretend to think it over and his grin drops. then you smile, kissing his cheek, “of course. I'll be there.” 

sames rolls his eyes, “okay. I hope you mean that.”

“what don't I do for you, james potter?” 

james threw all of his body weight on you, pulling you both towards the mattress with a huff. you squirmed, slapping his back, he didn't move, only laughed into your shoulder. 

his triumph over putting a smile on your face couldn't be masked. making you happy was all that james cared about, and he'd make sure to keep doing that for as long as he was around.

A/N: I wish I had a james potter to cheer me up :(((

#reader insert #marauders fic #marauders era fanfiction #marauders x reader #james potter x reader #james potter imagine #james potter x you #marauders imagine #james potter x gn!reader

[lookingforsneha]

Just read through a bit of year four in ATYD and I find it so incredibly interesting, the way friendships are characterized in this and Remus' internal monolog about it all.

One thing Remus keeps on referring back to us the fact that James and Sirius are closer than the rest of them. He mentions it over and over, from the first year, he keeps talking about how him and Peter were just on the sidelines- (although it was never the intention of James or Sirius, it's besides the point)

Remus does a wonderful job of capturing the inequality children often do feel in reality, and, how much that sucks. Kids have to suffer through years of friendship-power-hierarchies, and the way its portrayed in ATYD is really interesting, because for one, Remus desperately wants to belong.

You can read it in all the earlier chapters, but the moment that sticks out the most is when they're at the Potter's for Christmas and Remus can hear James' and Sirius's muffled words and he starts to curl uonin his own bed, crying about how he didn't have that with them. Or with James, in particular. He wished he had a friend like James- when he clearly, clearly did have James as a friend already. All he needed to do was reach out.

Another big moment was when he, in a rush of panic, tried to reach out to his Care of Magical creatures professor, when he'd seen everyone else have someone to share their thoughts with. However, again, he actively chooses against it in the end.

He so desperately wants to fit in it's a majority of what he talks about during many of the fourth years chapters, but the moment someone else shows these feelings, he immediately calls them out for it. He criticizes those who don't fit in, for example Peter. He criticizes Peter for the same need all the time. And feel like more than anything, it doesn't reveal anything about how the other's feel about Remus, but rather reveals everything about how Remus feels about himself.

Which, I know, it's an obvious observation he's got low self-esteem and he feels like he's not good enough and doesn't belong. But just the way it's written all so innocently and naturally is what gets me. Because it really embodies the real experiences kids have in friend groups.

They, just like Remus, develop such a horrible self-esteem and a large sense of shame that they feel like they can't fit in. That no one wants them there. When the truth of it all is that they just have to try and reach out, and more often than not, it'll be met with real friends who actually want you there. Friends who laugh together, friends who cry together, friends who listen to eachother. Friends who care.

It's like Remus sabotages himself every time he pushes them away, because the first active step to getting closer to others is letting them in, too. And I'll always compliment the way this was built up and executed in ATYD, since its such a real experience and its so well crafted into the story.

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[charmsandtealeaves]

@jilychallenge (@jilychallenge2023) | Partner(s): @call-me-the-cassie & @itsjamespotter February: Butterfly moments | Prompt: ‘but I can’t just be friends, you’re messing with my head/ I got your heart on my mind’ from 2/14 by The Band Camino Words: 1,796

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Feelings Keep Running The Red

James had royally fucked up. That much was abundantly clear to him now. If he’d had a modicum of common sense he would have kept his distance. He should have known he had a better chance riding a hippogriff than he did in solely maintaining platonic feelings towards Lily Evans. Now he was stuck in the hell loop of getting butterflies in his stomach any time she walked into a room, or smiled at him, or looked at him with those beautiful green eyes. All because he’d been the one to cross that previously unspoken line. 

Lily

She’d been Evans for the better part of their seven years and counting at Hogwarts. They were Evans and Potter. That was the line. Then he just had to go and mess the whole thing up and call her by her first name. Something which previously he’d only dared to have done in his dreams. Which had resulted in her now referring to him by his. A problem James hadn’t even considered to be a problem until it became one. Since then he’d been plagued by that stomach flip-flopping, heart racing feeling that he just couldn’t shake. Suddenly things had become much more serious than a simple crush. 

It was entirely his own fault, a demise of his own making. They’d become friendly in their sixth year. Friendly, but not friends per say. Potions partners. Hanging out in a mixed group setting. Friendly but not particularly close. That had suited them just fine. Then came the letters. She’d be the head girl to his head boy. They’d need to work together and co-operate for the sake of the whole school, not just their potions grade. Plus this was N.E.W.Ts, they’d both have enough stress on their plates without adding provocation to that list. 

So he’d opened his fat mouth. He hadn’t even given the statement much thought before he’d uttered it in all honesty.

“I think we should be friends, Lily.” 

The second they’d left his lips he felt the first faint flutter.

“I think you’re right. James.”

There was no going back after that. A flutter became a flurrying crescendo that hadn’t stopped since. It was enough to make him feel physically sick with anxiety. It wasn’t her fault. How was she supposed to know he was a giant idiot - well, she knew he was a giant idiot but not that kind of idiot. She’d relaxed more around him since they’d become friends. In the evening she’d quiz him in front of the fire about things they’d learnt in lessons that day. All while twiddling a piece of that stunning red hair around her fingertips. Occasionally she’d prod him playfully when he stared off into space too long, when in reality he’d been staring at her. 

There’d been group Hogsmeade trips where she’d bought him his favourite, a butterbeer accompanied by piping hot fish and chips. Patrols of the castle corridors after hours alone on rounds. Where he could have sworn she’d brush her hand against the back of his on purpose. On occasion they’d partaken in duels together. She slung hexes and jinxes quicker than he’d ever seen, except perhaps from Professor Flitwick. 

He’d shown her secret passageways and shortcuts known only to him and his friends. How to sneak into the kitchens because she’d not once ever served a detention in there. Evans getting detention would surely be a sight to see. In turn she’d shown him where she hid the best potions ingredients in Slughorn’s store cupboard, and shared her secret to the perfect bathwater combination in the prefect's bathroom. All perfectly platonic things. Friends shared secrets. They didn’t keep them from one another. But that was precisely what James was doing, and he just couldn’t take it any longer. 

Doodles on parchment was what had done him in. He’d always doodled in his margins, because he could never just sit still. His hands always had to be busy. It was subconscious at this point. A hastily drawn stag on the corner of his potions textbook, not even that good. But by the time he’d wandered to the store cupboard and back for extra leeches she’d seen it, and made her own additions. 

The stag had now been shaded, and a little meadow had been placed beneath its feet. Scratchings of grass and patches of daisies. There was even a tiny snitch which at first he’d mistaken for a bumblebee. James had lit up in a grin at first, his drawing elevated by her hand. Then he’d panned his eyes down and he saw what was beneath it. 

JP + LE

Shit. The butterflies had boiled over to the point he practically felt like he was swallowing them. Yet Lily hadn’t seemed to have noticed, cheerfully stirring away at their cauldron humming along happily to herself. Oblivious to just how James had royally screwed up. 

He’d waited until they’d been left alone in the common room. Her heart and feelings on the discussion he needed to have had weighed heavily on his mind. But he knew it was one he had to have all the same, and the sooner he got it over with the better. 

“Lily… I know what I said but I can’t just be friends.” James had let the sentence out in a rush of air. Desperate to release it out into the universe and just leave it there. 

Lily had stilled when he’d spoken, not looking up from her transfiguration essay they’d been working on together. Though her quill hovered over her point in the page. 

“Why not?” Her voice was flat. 

Those green eyes were what betrayed her. Tears were already filling them despite her rapid blinks to clear them. It broke his heart. This isn’t what he had wanted and had whole heartedly been trying to avoid. Hurting Lily was the absolute last thing he had wanted to do. She’d lost enough friends as it was over the last few years and here he was adding to that list. It felt selfish, but he really was doing it for her best interest. Lily deserved a true friend. Not someone masking a crush, romantic attraction, affection under the guise of a close friendship. She deserved better than that. 

“You’re messing with my head.” He replied. “No. No, that came out wrong. I’m messing with my own head.” 

James swallowed. “I crossed the line.” 

“I don’t understand. I thought you liked me?” Lily’s voice wobbled. 

“I do! That’s the problem.” James closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose beneath his glasses. 

“What are you talking about?!” 

“The doodles in my potions book.” he supplied, as if that would make everything slot into place for her. 

“Because I added to it? I didn’t think you minded. I add to them all the time.” she defended. “If that’s what all this is about, me not respecting your space or whatever, you could have just asked me to stop. I thought it was our thing.”

Our thing. 

“No. No. Lily that’s not it at all. I love that you add to my doodles. That’s the problem. It’s got me adding our initials to the page and that was something I thought I’d stopped doing but clearly I’ve started doing it again subconsciously because I can’t get you out of my mind and I just-” Words were failing him, hsi tongue tying itself in knots he tripped over. 

“Hang on a minute…” Lily interrupted him. Getting to her feet so quickly she nearly upended the ink well on the floor between them. She strode across the room to where he had earlier discarded his satchel and torn it open, pulled out his potions textbook and began flipping the pages. She found the page she had been searching for and presented it to him. The sketch of the stag. 

“Is this what you’re on about?” She pointed to the offending marking on the page. He may as well have carved it into his own heart. JP + LE 

“Yeah.” James breathed. 

“That was me,” she replied. “I drew in our initials. I’ve done it under all our drawings.” 

Lily flicked a few more pages and presented it to him again, arm outstretched. A mini quidditch pitch he remembered drawing while Slughorn had been talking about identifying rotten roots. There were players he didn’t remember scribbling in, and another JP + LE. Lily turned another page, and another. Each time presenting him a new scene she had added to, right under his very nose. Each with their own little JP + LE. 

James swallowed hard. He truly was the world's biggest idiot. “You drew the initials in.”

“Yes. We did them together so I thought I’d mark them as such. In case you ever looked back at them. You’ve never seemed to mind. Until now.” Her voice was thick with emotion. 

“I didn’t notice ‘til today,” he answered honestly. “I used to doodle your initials on things all the time back in fifth year. My defence exam paper even. I assumed I must have done it”

“Your… as in your OWL exam paper?” She asked him incredulously. 

“Yeah.” He blushed crimson. 

“Why the bloody hell would you do that?” 

“Because I fancied you, Evans. Isn’t it obvious I still do? Considering the absolute fool I am making out of myself.” James watched the stunned look cross her face and took hold of the potions textbook as it slipped from her grasp. 

“This is why I can’t just be friends with you Lily.”

“So then we won’t be just friends then.” She said simply. “Plenty of heads have dated before us. It’s not like we’d be the first. The Slytherins might have a problem with it considering you’re a pureblood but quite frankly I couldn’t give a toss what they think.” 

“You wot?” James was dumbfounded, staring at her with his mouth open. 

“I don’t want things to change James. I like us the way we are. If updating the label is what you wanted all you had to do was ask.”

“I’m sorry, are you saying you want to be my girlfriend?” he asked. 

“Well yeah. That’s what you were trying to get at wasn’t it? Honestly you had me scared there for a minute. I thought you were like breaking up with me.” Lily sounded relieved. She was smiling broadly at him. 

The butterflies had migrated from his throat to his lungs, doing somersaults in his chest. If he breathed too hard they might start flying out of his mouth. Lily leaned down and pressed her lips against his. 

“That is what you want right?” She asked against his mouth. 

All he could do was nod, as he cupped her face in his hands. 

#jilychallenge #call-me-the-cassie #itsjamespotter #february jilychallenge #jily #jple #james potter #lily evans #Charms Library

[etherealacoustic]

Matilda

Pairing - Sirius Black x Female!reader

Warnings - mentions of torture, family issues, toxic family, injuries, depression, anxiety.

Summary - A fic based on the song 'Matilda' where the reader helps Sirius to move on.

This idea came to me when I was listening to Matilda before sleeping and the lyrics somehow made me think of Sirius so yeah. Y'all go stream the album.

Also one more, this is really bloody long.. like too long so yeah- hopefully I won't bore you. I just wanted to put everything in and.... Yep.

You were riding your bike to the sound of 'It's no big deal'. And you're trying to lift off the ground on those old two wheels.

There he was, standing and leaning casually against the barrier. He wore his signature all-black look, a neutral expression on his face as he ran his fingers through his long, dark locks.

His silvery-grey irises surveyed the crowd intently, taking in everything that was going on. All he saw were families of students saying goodbye and sharing last minute talks. His face didn't change one bit but his eyes seemed to turn a shade duller as he watched the interactions.

His wandering gaze stopped as he saw a familiar face that was quite identical to his own. He watched the boy's expressionless facade, his body language that radiated confidence.

He let out a little scoff as the woman hugged, or rather strangled the sharp-featured lad and bid him one last nod before disapparating.

And again, he was lost in his thoughts. Thoughts that weren't quite pleasant or cheerful.

"SIRIUS!" A voice called out his name loudly, making him snap out of his daydream and look towards the source.

A genuine smile took over his previously detached face as he saw you running towards him with a huge grin stretching your lips.

"Hello love," he mumbled and wasted no time in pulling you into the tightest hug ever. His head was pressed against your neck as he kissed the skin, breathing in your scent as he did so.

You smiled softly and one of your hands went around his back while the other played with his hair. You knew the summer was a lot harder for him this time with all of the dark stuff going on, so you held him close. Trying to protect him even if it was for mere seconds.

"Hey," you laughed and pulled away to see his eyes shining brightly as they scanned your face with hunger and adoration. "Miss me?"

"You have no idea," he breathed out and gave you a toothy grin.

"I think I do actually," you smirked, and he knew you were referring to his letters that were filled with unbelievable pining and desperation from his side.

"Oh shut it," he grumbled but smiled when you kissed his cheek gently, your heart melting at his adorable flustered face.

"PADFOOT!" James' scream was heard and the two of you turned around in search of your best friend.

"PRONGS!" Sirius laughed out loud and tackled the messy-haired boy in a hug. It was quite a wild one, both boys had pounced on each other and had almost fallen over had it not been for you steadying them on time.

"I feel appreciated," you chirped in after waiting for two whole minutes for them to pull away from each other.

"I missed you too," James rolled his eyes before hugging you tightly as well.

"Sure you did, Potter," you muttered playfully and rested your head on his shoulder, enjoying the protective brotherly feeling he seemed to give out from his warm hug.

You smiled and were about to say something when a familiar head of sandy-brown curls caught your eyes and you waved frantically, trying to get his attention.

"MOONY!" Sirius yelled and the boy finally spotted them, a smile spreading across his face as he almost ran up to the group.

"Hey Rem," you chucked and were the first to pull the taller boy in an embrace. You had missed your reading partner, your study buddy, and sassy Remmy a lot.

"I missed you too," Remus chuckled and wrapped his arms around your waist just as tight as the others. His hugs were always the best, everybody agreed on that without any argument and discussion.

"Wormtail!! There you are, bud!" James called out excitedly and brought the short blond-haired boy in a friendly embrace.

"Hello Pete!" You greeted enthusiastically and the two of you did your traditional handshake with huge grins.

"Let's go, the train will leave in five minutes," said Remus and you nodded.

"I'll just be back," James smiled and hurried over to where his parents were standing.

Fleamont and Euphemia Potter waved at the rest and they all waved back with smiles on their faces as they watched their best friend being showered in hugs and kisses from his mother and father.

Subconsciously, your gaze flitted to Sirius and you saw him staring at the Potters with a hint of longing.

Your smile slipped off as you saw his face turn down by the second, his eyes becoming a little darker and filling with various emotions.

You took his hand in yours and entwined your fingers together while rubbing circles on the back to help him calm down. His eyes moved from the family to your clasped hands and then to your face, a small but grateful smile seen on his lips.

"It's okay," you leaned over and whispered in his ear. "I'm right here, love".

He nodded, a little embarrassed that he couldn't keep his emotions in check, that he was sad about such a minimal thing.

"I know," he muttered back and kissed the side of your head before taking your hand and pulling you towards the train.

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Nothing about the way that you were treated ever seemed especially alarming 'til now. So you tie up your hair and you smile like it's no big deal.

All of the students sighed in relief as the classes ended for the week, everybody was looking forward to spending the weekend without any worry about homework.

"This week was too long," James muttered and leaned his head against the couch comfortably.

"And it was only the first one. I don't even know how I'm going to survive the rest," you exhaled and curled up in the armchair.

"We underestimated sixth-year quite a lot," said Remus as he fiddled with the strings of his sweater.

"I've still got a lot left," Peter groaned and pressed his palms on his face.

Everyone looked at each other and a frown was seen on all of their lips. Dark circles had already begun to show beneath their eyes indicating a lack of sleep.

"Where's Sirius?" Remus asked as he looked around the half-empty common room.

"Saw him on the Quidditch Pitch about an hour ago," said James.

You furrowed your eyebrows at that, it had been a long time and there was no sign of your boyfriend anywhere. You hadn't seen him since late afternoon and worry was making its way into your mind.

"Something's not right," you muttered and sat up straight.

"Don't worry, he'll just be around causing some mischief," Remus assured with a nod.

And just then the portrait door swung open and there was the missing person.

You all watched him saunter inside, the sleeves of his shirt rolled up, his hair looking as though he was running his fingers through it constantly and his eyes were bloodshot.

He slowly came closer and took a seat next to you, taking your hand in his to play with your soft fingers.

"Where on earth were you?!" Peter inquired frantically after seeing his state.

"Just messing about like always," he replied with a small smile.

"For almost the whole day?" You asked and tried to look into his eyes, but it was almost impossible as he kept avoiding your gaze.

"We were worried mate," James frowned and leaned forward, his hands clasped together.

"Relax I just wanted to be alone for some time, nothing more," he tried to reassure them by grinning but everyone was able to see right past it.

You gave up on catching his eye and instead looked down at his arm, your eyes narrowing at seeing a new scar right below his wrist.

You gently turned his arm over and lifted his sleeve, everybody now watching your movement instead of talking.

Your chest tightened at seeing two more long, thin but deep red lines near his bicep and forearm.

A small gasp was heard from everyone as they saw those crimson scars, a startling contrast to Sirius' unnaturally pale skin.

Sirius tensed as he was the centre of their attention and he tried to pull his arm back but you had a stronghold. His breathing was becoming faster as he started panicking.

"Sirius?" Remus called out softly as he looked at his best friend with sorrowful eyes.

"I'm fine," the grey-eyed boy let out a forced laugh and retracted his hand, now avoiding everyone's eye and getting up.

"Come on, mate. Don't be like that. We just wanna help," Peter consoled but was brushed off.

"I don't need help," Sirius muttered shortly. "I'm doing fine on my own".

"It wouldn't hurt to tell your friends," said James with a slightly frustrated tone. "We'll find a solution if you do".

"I don't need a solution! I said I'm doing fine! I can handle this," Sirius growled and walked over to the stairs.

"Sirius," you called out in a firm voice making him stop. "I don't want to pressure you, love. But do tell us, it'll help you".

"DIDN'T YOU HEAR ME?! He finally lashed out, losing his chill. "I'M NOT A BABY FOR YOU TO BE CODDLING ME EVERY DAMN TIME!" He glared harshly at you one last time before stomping to his dorm.

You didn't say another word, just simply watched him go. You weren't hurt or sad, you were a little angry that was for sure. But that faded away too as you knew everything must've been getting to him, he was exhausted entirely.

"He's just upset you know," James mumbled as he stood by your side, comforting you.

"I'm not sad, James," you smiled and glanced up randomly. "I know he's angry".

"You should go," Remus nodded and pointed at the staircase. "He may have shouted at you but he does want your comfort, I can tell".

"You sure? I don't wanna interrupt anything," you bit your lip anxiously.

"Just go," said Peter. "And if he yells again, James will give him a nice talk".

"I don't doubt that," you chuckled and slowly walked up towards the boy's dorm.

A knock sounded and was met with a harsh reply from Sirius who immediately turned you down and asked you to leave.

You knocked again, "Open up, Sirius".

"I don't want your help!" He grumbled and you could hear his voice shaking badly. "I'm f- fine".

"Admitting you need help doesn't make you anything less," you replied and tapped the door once again. "It doesn't matter how old you are, everybody needs help".

You heard movement and soon enough the door opened and you stepped in, closing it behind you.

His back was facing you as he stared at the wall. You knew he was trying to maintain a strong posture for your sake, but his body was refusing to comply.

You walked closer to him and stood right behind. "Can I?" You asked and he nodded after a while, his shoulders trembling.

At his permission you took hold of his arms and gently turned him around to face you, a knife struck your heart at his tear-stained cheeks, red nose, bloodshot and puffy eyes and quivering lips.

He still wasn't looking directly at you so you lifted your hands to place them on his cheeks but never got the chance to do so, as the boy flinched hard and cowered ever so slightly.

Another round of pain filled your body at his scared and vulnerable expression. He was afraid, of you.

"Oh love," you sighed as he collapsed into your arms. His hands encircling your waist and holding you so tightly as though you were his anchor, the one that was grounding him.

Deep sobs wracked his body as he cried his heart out, letting go of everything that was weighing him down, everything that was making him feel confused, sad or angry.

"Shh," you whispered and rubbed his back to calm his agitated mind. "It's okay".

Slowly but surely the shaking slowed down and but his grip still remained as tight as ever, not wanting to let you go.

"It's alright," you murmured and pressed a kiss to the side of his head. "You're okay".

He pulled away at last, not even bothering to hide his terrible state as he finally gazed right into your eyes.

You just smiled and cautiously lifted your hand to cup his cheeks, caressing the skin and wiping away the tears. You took his arms, led him towards his bed and then pulled him back in your embrace.

He was silent for quite a time, just resting his head on your chest as you held him. This time was different from others, you had seen him cry before but never this badly. You knew the situation in his house was getting worse by the day.

"Feeling better?" Your voice asked softly and he looked at you, thinking for a minute before nodding slowly.

"I'm sorry," he croaked out, voice all hoarse and scratchy from the breakdown.

He was broken. Destroyed. Shattered beyond repair. But nothing of that mattered to you.

"What for?" You questioned gently.

"I shouted at you when you all were just looking out for me," he mumbled with a small pout.

"You shouldn't have done so, but you were angry and it doesn't matter".

He nodded guiltily, "Then thank you".

An amused chuckle escaped your lips, "Now what's this?"

"For being there," he simply stated and a ghost of a smile graced his lips.

"I'll always be there," you murmured back and rubbed his arm up and down. "It was bad this time, wasn't it?"

He exhaled heavily and hesitated before answering, "It was. They were in no mood to tolerate my silly behaviour and I didn't notice until they cursed the life out of me. I thought it was their usual angry self, but it was much worse".

"All- All these scars," you said and glanced at him to make sure he was comfortable. "All this during summer?"

"Yeah," he replied and leaned back against the wall, hiding a wince but it didn't escape your sight.

"How many more?" You asked, not trusting your voice as it started shaking but you held it together.

"A lot".

You nodded, swallowing down the tightness in your throat at his small but agonizing answer.

Out of the corner of your eyes, you saw him lifting the back of his shirt and that was it, your final breaking point.

His back was full of them. Some big, some small. Some thin, some broad. Some deep, some shallow. Some fresh, some old. Every type of scar imaginable was painted on his back, marking him for life.

You had never quite thought of the extent to which he was tortured. Yes, you knew it was bad, you had seen his scars before but all these littering his back were recently done.

Your finger traced the border of a few of them, grazing along the lines as gently as possible. Shaking your head, you took out your wand and started muttering spells to heal as much as you could.

"I'm okay now," he whispered and took your hand, squeezing it assuringly.

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You can let it go. You can throw a party full of everyone you know. And not invite your family 'cause they never showed you love. You don't have to be sorry, for leaving and growing up.

You were sitting on the couch of the Potter Manor, gazing blankly at the fireplace as your mind wandered around.

James had gone to bed after the two of you had a hot chocolate but you stayed, unable to shake off the feeling that something wrong was going to happen.

You didn't even remember when your eyes finally closed and sleep overtook you. It was only when your body was shaking that you woke up.

"C'mon," James whispered and wrapped his arm around your shoulder to steady your drowsy figure.

You nodded sleepily and were just about to stand when the died-out fireplace blazed bright with huge green flames.

The people that stepped in were probably the last ones expected this early in the morning.

"Reg?" You murmured out and furrowed your eyebrows at the younger Black who had angry tears streaming down his face.

James stepped closer to the boy and was about to ask what happened when his brother came into view.

"Sirius," a shocked gasp was heard from you as you took in his extremely injured state.

He was leaning heavily against Regulus, eyes half-closed with exhaustion as he hunched over. The literal definition of pain was written across his face. His light blue shirt was now soaked crimson, blood dripping from the side of his forehead and the corner of his lips. His clothes were also torn up badly in various spots.

"No no no no," a chant slipped from your lips as you stood frozen, unable to react.

"I'll get mum and dad," James muttered and turned towards you, shaking your arms to pull you back from your frozen mindset.

"Look after him," he said and you gave a shaky nod, still unable to comprehend the unbelievable situation.

You stared at him for a second before walking over to your man, taking in his bloody and injured sight that almost made your eyes well up.

"Alright," you whispered to yourself and slowly walked over to him with cautious steps, letting him give you any sign that he wasn't comfortable with your approach.

But he didn't move and continued to stare at you, his tired eyes fixed on yours as you stood in front of him.

Your lips quivered slightly and you clenched your jaw to stop any sentiments from running out of control. You clasped his arms and led him towards the couch.

Magic wasn't to be used outside of school, so a bowl of water and a cotton cloth was ready in your hands as you started dabbing at his gruesome wounds.

You softened your movements at hearing him hiss out in pain and tried to concentrate on the task and not look up as you felt his eyes burning holes in you.

"Oh dear!" Euphemia gasped and quickly hurried over by your side. You stepped aside and watched as she took out her wand to heal and bandage everything.

"Reg?" You asked and looked at the young Black who was silent throughout the night. "Nothing happened to you right?"

Regulus who was standing in a corner with his back pressed against the wall shook his head and stared at the ground.

Your eyes scanned Sirius to see that everything was mended properly before walking towards the boy but James beat you to it.

The youngest Potter pulled Regulus in his arms and hugged him tightly. All it took were a few seconds for the grey-eyed boy to let tears slip.

Your heart broke at the sight of the two brothers, so young but so brutally tortured. No one deserved this.

"What happened, Sirius?" Fleamont questioned gently after everything has settled down.

"Got into a big argument and they took out their anger," he simply murmured with a hoarse voice.

"I have to go," Regulus suddenly interrupted making everyone turn their attention towards him.

"Are you insane?" James asked, not believing what this boy was saying. "You are not going back to that hell-hole. You will stay here, you and Sirius both".

"Don't be ridiculous, Reg. You will not go back there," you shook your head firmly.

"I can't. I can't stay here," he whispered and offered the two a small, broken smile. "I have to go".

You knew he won't take no for an answer and went over to hug him, "Be safe. And if it does get hard, please leave".

Regulus nodded and then looked at James, his silvery-grey irises inspecting James' hazel ones. Both wanting to say so much but nothing at the same time, just content with looking at the other.

"Thank you," he smiled one last time and nodded at Sirius before disappearing into the fireplace.

"You alright now, Sirius?" Euphemia questioned him softly and he nodded, his eyes unintentionally flickering to you, a motion that was not missed by her.

"Take care," Fleamont addressed him seriously and then with a smile, he left to go get some sleep.

Euphemia got up from her place and walked over to you who was standing in a corner with your arms crossed.

You stood up straight as she neared, "He's alright isn't he?"

"He's fine, weakened but alright," she nodded. "He wants to talk to you, I know you know that".

"I can't even bear to look at him, Mia. He looks better now but before, he looked to be on the verge of death!" You frowned and she could see your eyes glistening.

"Talk to him," she insisted with a smile. "Trust me, it'll help both of you".

She tapped your cheek before leaving and you exhaled a long breath, composing yourself to face him.

Sirius was lying on the couch, eyes closed but at hearing footsteps, he perked up and bore an excited look at seeing you.

You sat next to him and finally settled your eyes onto his, small relief washing over you at seeing the familiar mischievous glint shining in them.

He slowly spread out his arms for you to come in and bury yourself but you held back.

"I'll hurt you," you whispered, fighting the urge to hug him tightly.

"You can never," he shook his head and pulled you in an embrace, smiling at the feeling of being in your arms.

You wrapped your arms around him in a cautious manner, not wanting to hurt but at the same time also hoping to provide him with some comfort.

"I missed you, my love. A lot," he sighed and pressed a kiss on your shoulder blade.

"I missed you too," you replied and allowed him to rest his head in the crook of your neck. "You have no idea how much you scared me by turning up like that".

"Sorry," he mumbled. "I didn't want to trouble anyone but honestly, there was nowhere else for me to go".

"Don't blame yourself!" You scolded him gently. "You did the right thing coming here, and I assure you there'll be no going back".

"Promise?" He asked, his eyes searching yours questioningly. It was a childish question, he knew that. But all he needed at the moment was confirmation.

"Promise," you nodded firmly.

He finally raised his head and leaned in closer, his nose touching yours for a moment before he closed the gap.

"I'm sorry," he apologized again, not even knowing the reason for it but still doing so.

"You don't have to be. No one should be sorry for just wanting to leave, for wanting to grow," you argued.

"Hey," you whispered after seeing his troubled expression. You raised your hand to cup his cheek and said, "I love you".

Whether it was the sincere look of affection in your eyes, the soft but firm tone of your voice, or maybe just the three simple words.

It was the reason for Sirius' genuine smile. Not his mischievous grin, not the cocky smirk, it was just a twitch of his lips. A pure and beautiful smile.

"I love you too," he said back and the two of you shared another kiss.

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Matilda, you talk of the pain like it's all alright. But I know that you feel like a piece of you's dead inside. You showed me a power that is strong enough to bring sun to the darkest days. It's none of my business but it's just been on my mind.

Sirius Black was doing well, he was. Being back at Hogwarts made him forget about his problems, and enjoy the chaotic atmosphere.

It had been two weeks and all was good, until this day.

He had been acting differently. Not talking often which was quite opposite to his usual nature, he wasn't paying attention and was gazing around randomly.

"Sirius?" James' voice spoke making everyone turn to look at the grey-eyed boy who once again, appeared to be lost.

"What?" Sirius asked and looked at him, eyebrows raised in question.

"What's wrong? Something seems off about you these past days," he said softly.

Sirius barked a laugh and shook his head, "I'm all good".

But everyone knew he was not, something was wrong, they just didn't know what.

Your eyes had risen once again to glance at the boy and he caught your gaze, grinning effortlessly and blowing you a kiss.

It almost made you smile and believe he was indeed alright, had it not been for his eyes that looked like pools of misery instead of mischief.

A few days passed and Sirius was normal, he was his usual self but again oneday he was all silent and closeted.

"Something's going on," Remus muttered to you while you two studied in the library.

"I've noticed it too," you sighed and closed the book, mind racing for any idea.

"Do you think it's about his family?" He asked and pursed his lips in thought.

"I dunno," you mumbled and rested your head on the table. "Reggie didn't tell me anything, and he seems to be fine".

"Moony!" Familiar voices called the two and they turned to see James and Sirius running towards them.

"Hey there love," Sirius smirked and you stared at him for a moment, trying to analyse his face closely, but all you saw was the same mischievous glint.

So you smiled and he took your hand, making you stand up and snaked his arm around your waist. "I've got something to show you".

"What?" You asked to see a really excited expression on his face.

"You'll see," he grinned childishly and pulled you with him as he ran.

He led you out in the grounds and you tried to maintain pace with him while also trying to be careful as it was dark.

"Come on," he said breathlessly and dragged you to a spot near the lake, where the familiar tree was.

You looked a little confused as to why he was so excited about a tree, but then you gasped as the leaves were suddenly lightened with a bright yellow.

"Fireflies," you breathed and stepped closer, admiring the beauty of such a simple thing.

"Beautiful aren't they?" Sirius sighed and stood behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his cheek on your shoulder.

"Really are," you said and smiled after feeling his lips touch graze your cheek gently.

The pair of you were standing there, simply taking in the sight and enjoying the company of each other.

Your mood was quite happy throughout dinner and so was Sirius'. He was laughing out loud, annoying everyone with his obnoxious jokes and flirting shamelessly with you.

It was only after eating that his face fell. His lips turning downwards as his face took on the sullen expression once again.

You weren't present at that time as you were sitting with your other friends. You didn't notice the way he dashed out of the hall with such urgent and hasty movements.

A tap on your shoulder was what pulled you out of your laughing fit. You turned to see Peter there with a worried face.

"Pete? Anything wrong?"

"Just come with me," he sighed and took your hand, leading you out of the hall.

"What happened?" You asked, panic settling in your body at the lack of context.

"Sirius," he said simply and that was all it took for you to move faster, almost sprinting towards the common room.

You entered through the portrait to see the room mostly empty with the exception of your friends.

Remus was sitting on the sofa, his face creased with concern while James stood beside him, arms crossed and jaw clenched.

"Where's he? Where's Siri-?" Your words died down in your throat at seeing the boy sitting on the floor. A bottle of firewhisky in his hands as his head rested on the cushion of the couch, eyes burning holes in the ceiling.

"He's been sitting like this ever since we came. Not talking, not responding to anything," James grumbled and you could see his eyes beginning to well up.

"He said nothing?"

"Nothing," Remus muttered and stared at his friend with a sorrowful look.

You sighed and went over to sit beside him, making sure to keep a distance. He didn't even acknowledge your presence until you called his name.

"Who- Hello luhv," he grinned at you, speech slurred and eyes hazy, letting you know he was clearly drunk.

"What happened?" You asked softly, shifting closer to him while the boys listened intently.

He let out a giggle and threw his body onto yours, "Wanted to forget everything," he said and buried his face in your shoulder.

You shared a glance with the others who were looking as sad as you.

"Forget what, Pads?"

"Everything!" He said in a spooky voice and continued to giggle. "Forget about my house, forget about my parents, forget about me being disowned".

Your heart broke at seeing him like this, his state at this moment was shattered beyond repair.

"But never forget about you!" He added and smiled giddily at you. "Because I love you. Not forgetting Prongs, Moony and Wormtail and Reggie too!"

You couldn't say anything but gently direct his head to your chest, holding him close as you tried to stop the tears from falling.

The boys all were crying, unable to hold back their emotions at seeing their best friend is such a wrecked state.

The next morning Sirius acted like everything was normal. He pretended to not remember what he had said previously and just laughed all the time.

It was now the fifth day in an entire month that he was yet again becoming distant and by now every one of you was tired of his constant hiding.

"We have to do something," Peter murmured and looked at you. "I can't stand seeing him like that".

"Neither can I," Remus sighed and massaged his forehead with his palm.

"It's honestly breaking me," James muttered and looked at you with desperation, him wanting nothing more than to see his brother becoming himself.

"I'll talk to him," you breathed out and but your lip. "I'll talk tonight. We'll see how it goes. He can't keep this going on".

So as decided, you were sitting on the couch of the common room and it was 1:30 in the morning. And of course, there was no sign of your boyfriend.

At about 2:30, you looked up from the book after hearing the door open and saw Sirius finally coming in.

"Been out long enough eh?" You said quietly and he jumped. "I've been waiting forever'.

"What are you doing up so late?" He asked softly and walked up to you, a tiny amount of concern on his face.

"I was waiting for you to show up".

"You shouldn't have. I was just messing around like usual".

"You do know I can read you easily right? That there's no point in you lying all the damn time?"

"I'm not lying," he mumbled and looked down to fiddle with his hands.

"Sure you're not," you scoffed lightly.

"If you want to ask what's wrong, then I have no answer for you," he said firmly but avoided eye contact.

"I'm fine," he muttered after a moment.

"I know you're not," you said simply and maybe that sentence was what caused Sirius to finally let everything out.

It was such a simple phrase but the way it struck his chest was something else. He looked at you with big silver eyes filled with tears and brought you in his arms, burying his face in your neck.

"I- I'm s- sorry," he said shakily as tears streamed down his face rapidly. "I didn't want to- didn't mean to-"

"Hey hey hey," you consoled and rubbed his back. "Shh it's okay. I'm right here love".

He cried his heart out, letting every tiny thing that seemed to upset him in the past few days fade away.

While all you could so was hug him tightly and comfort him while you were in an inconsolable state yourself.

"Don't act like you're all happy and cheery when you're feeling dead inside. It's normal and okay to show emotions, you know? You're a human Sirius, you deserve to be free and display your feelings without fear or hesitation. And it's fine if you don't wanna talk about it in front of everyone, I understand that. But James, Rem and Pete? They're your friends aren't they? They were almost on the verge of crying themselves after seeing your drunken state".

Sirius lifted his head from your shoulder, his heart aching with guilt and at the same time feeling happy at his caring friends.

"And me? I'm right here, all the damn time," you said and he looked down with a sadly. "And you remember this, I'll always be here. No matter what. Okay?"

"Okay," he mumbled and drew patterns on your shirt.

"Okay?!" You asked once again and cupped his cheeks, making him look at you. He saw a playful glare on your face and knew you were trying to make him laugh.

"Okay," he finally smiled that genuine twitch and you reciprocated. And suddenly you purposefully went closer to him and stared him down until he couldn't help but dissolve into a fit of soft laughter.

He then raised his hand to rest it on your cheek, a dazed look on his face as he looked at you. He saw your hair tumbling over your shoulders, tousled in some places. Your bare face that he loved no matter how flawed it was.

"I love you," he said with outmost sincerity and adoration.

"I love you too, handsome," you chuckled and rested your head against his.

He smirked at the nickname and that was the only warning you had before his fingers attacked your sides with tickles.

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You can let it go. You can throw a party full of everyone you know. And not invite your family 'cause they never showed you love. You don't have to be sorry, for leaving and growing up.

The warm and sunny days were slowly fading away to coldness as November was approaching soon enough.

The bright and luscious green trees were changing into shades of red, orange and yellow as Autumn began. And with the start of a new month, a very special day was coming soon too.

Sirius Black's seventeenth birthday. Which meant the days before were full of planning, late night pre-celebrations and lots of chaotic days.

The person himself was seen grinning widely as his important day was getting closer and closer. He skipped and sprinted around in corridors and sang songs at the top of his voice.

So to conclude, he was very ecstatic indeed. And it made you and the others delighted too. Seeing him be carefree and not worry about the constant family issues.

"It feels illegal for you to be so happy when I'm drowning in misery here," you said playfully after he entered the common room with a cheerful face.

"Then be happy with me, love," he grinned and took you hands, making you stand up.

"Nu-uh," you immediately shook your head at seeing that mischievous spark in his eyes. "I've got loads of work to do and I surely don't want yet another detention".

"Oh come on!" He complained and purposefully leaned in a little closer, just enough for your noses to touch.

"No..." Your argument faltered as you blushed at the proximity. You knew what he was doing and yet you were helpless.

"Please? For me?" He asked and placed his forehead against yours, kissing the corner of your mouth and hiding a smirk.

You groaned and cursed at the effect his presence had, "Fine!"

He grinned victoriously and wrapped his arm around your waist securely to lead you Merlin knows where. "You love me too much to refuse, darling".

"Yeah whatever," you rolled your eyes but smiled at his genuine happiness. "Also, you missed the spot".

"Which spot?" He asked in confusion.

"Well, I don't think this is called lips," you said innocently and pointed to the corner of your mouth.

He chuckled and pulled you to him with a single arm and you collided against his chest, your faces inches away as he looked at you intensely.

He then leaned in to kiss you on the right place, lips forming a smile as you reciprocated the action with a lot more passion than him.

"Happy now? Did I find the correct spot?" He asked amusedly as the pair of you walked out of the portrait hole.

"Yeah you did," you smirked and winked at him just for fun.

"Dork," he muttered and laughed, reaching out to entwining your hands.

The day before Sirius' birthday, James had thrown him out of the common room and asked him to wander around the castle just so the rest of you could check your plans.

There was no hiding in this, everyone knew there was always some kind of planning going on for someone's birthday.

And despite with everyone's disagreement, the birthday boy wanted to stay up till midnight, just so he could watch you bring the cake and all.

Sirius, as the drama queen he was fought intentionally and whined. He also sobbed dramatically on Remus' shoulder about how his dearest friends had abandoned him.

"Oh shut up and move now you git," James sighed as he watched the boy now walking up to you.

"Godric help me," you groaned and slapped him on the back harshly as he squeezed you and started to make loud crying sounds.

"Sirius Black I swear to Merlin we won't even wish you if you don't go out this instant, much less get you a cake and prepare something," Remus tried to threaten.

He finally did listen and lifted his head up with a prankster smirk, quite a contrast to the noises made just seconds earlier.

All of you heaved a relieved sigh as he left the common room and y'all started the birthday planning session which went on till about 11:45 pm.

The main character of the plan stepped in not even a minute later with arms full of small snacks from the kitchens.

"Did you put a raid or something?" Peter grinned excitedly at the mounds of sweet and savoury items placed in front of him.

You smiled as Sirius sat next to you and handed your favorite chocolate muffin with choco chips.

You lot sat eating and the food was gone very quickly. It was three minutes until midnight and you kept Sirius distracted by telling him some bizarre fact while Peter sneakily slipped up the stairs to get the cake that was kept in their dormitory.

"That's absurd," he muttered and continued to think what you had just said.

"No it's not," you grinned at his face that looked as though he was contemplating his entire life just because you had told him one random fact.

He was about to argue when a loud party horn was blown and he immediately covered his ears, eyes wide at the sudden noise.

You got up from your spot as fast as lighting to stand beside Remus and all of you screamed, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY PADFOOT!"

Sirius was still staring at his friends in awe. Though he knew they had planned something for him, he was still in shock. He let out a bark like laugh when you put a party hat on top of his head.

Peter stepped in front and held out the cake and the birthday boy closed his eyes tightly to make a wish before blowing off the candles.

"Wohooo!" James cheered and you clapped your hands as he cut his cake.

Your hand intervened as you scooped up a piece and held it in front of him. He smiled and gladly took a bite.

Others repeated the same and you were just waiting for him to chew the last slice when the boy was attacked as you smeared the icing onto his cheeks.

"HEY!" Sirius let out a squeal and shielded himself and laughter echoed in the room.

Remus smirked and he too copied your action and soon enough Sirius' face was totally covered in buttercream.

"No no don't wipe it off!" Peter warned him and upon receiving a puzzled look, he grinned and held up a camera.

The grey-eyed boy rolled his eyes in exasperation but posed for the photo nonetheless. You had to admit he looked handsome even with the icing covering every inch of his face.

He finally cleaned his face with a simple cleaning charm, "That was mean".

"No it wasn't," the rest said in unison.

The rest of the night was spent by taking photos and giving gifts to the visibly pleased birthday boy.

The next day had gone quite smoothly, you were sure that almost the entire school had wished Sirius a happy birthday. He said so himself and you wouldn't doubt it.

It was almost evening and the time for his birthday party had come. It was hosted by none other than James Potter in the Gryffindor Common Room. Everybody from sixth and seventh year was invited.

"Alright," you said, and stood up from your seat on the couch much to the reluctance of Sirius who had his head rested on your shoulder. "I'll go get dressed up".

Lily and Marlene who had just walked in and had heard came running over to you, "Yeah come on let's go".

You nodded at them and turned around to leave when your arm was grabbed and you were tugged backwards.

"Stay for sometime," Sirius whispered and tightened his grip around your waist. His lips brushed your hair and your back was pressed against his chest.

"It's almost time, Pads," you smiled and leaned into his arms.

He sighed disappointedly, "Fine.. Go ahead and leave your charming boyfriend all alone".

You snorted at his dramatics, "It's your party my charming boyfriend, so it'll be better if you go and get dressed too".

"What's the colour of your dress?" He asked softly and touched his cheek to yours, his chin resting on your shoulder.

"Dark blue".

"I'll match my shirt to that".

You smirked at that, "Quite a romantic man aren't you, Black?"

"You don't even know," he said and blushed embarrassedly.

"Don't worry I like it," you chuckled at his flustered face and purposefully pressed a kiss extremely near to his lips, but not touching the area.

He gave you a look of betrayal as you climbed up the stairs and stuck your tongue out at him.

Up in the dorm, the girls were doing some last finishing touches and scanning themselves in the mirrors.

"Damn do we look good," Marlene smirked and the rest all grinned.

"Let's go now. It's time," Dorcas said and one by one, they stepped down the stairs, naturally gaining everyone's attention.

"Damn girls," James whistled and the other Marauders turned to look towards what he was staring at with so intesity.

Sirius smiled appreciatively as they all came into sight, his head moved around and he felt his heart almost stop at seeing you.

His mouth opened involuntarily and his breathing became irregular. A faint flush coated his cheeks as he took in your appearance, eyes glazing over every detail with love and admiration.

You smiled shyly after Lily pointed out to how your man was staring at you. You bit your lip before walking over to him.

"Looking handsome, Sirius," you complimented him genuinely and put your hand on his torso.

His arm was immediately around your waist, pulling you closer and he too smiled sincerely, "You're more beautiful".

You were not able to fight off the blush and him caressing you cheek didn't help either. He laughed softly at the red hue on your neck and cheekbones before kissing you gently.

The room erupted into applause and the couple grinned before everyone went back to drinking and dancing.

Many people were wishing and giving gifts to Sirius while you and the Marauders were spinning around on the dance floor. Laughing out loud and swaying to the music.

"Come on, Rem!" You smirked and pulled the tall boy onto the dancefloor.

He smiled and twirled you around as a much softer song started playing. You two were spinning around crazily, laughing hard at your childish antics.

"Hey James," you chuckled as Remus' place was taken by the messy-haired boy. He just winked at you and spun you skillfully.

After some dancing you excused yourself as your feet were hurting a little due to those heels. You sat down near the drinks table and took a small shot of firewhisky.

"Tired so soon, my love?" A familiar voice was heard making you smile and you turned.

"Not everyone has your hyperactive nature, Black. Some get tired pretty easily".

He grinned and gently took hold of your hands, beckoning you to stand up. You did and he pulled you towards him.

"We've still got to dance," he reminded and swayed the two of you to the rhythm. Your head was on his shoulder and arms around his neck.

He pulled apart after some time and locked eyes with you, his loving grey ones staring deep into yours and a small smile appeared on his face after scanning your features.

"What?" You questioned at his look.

He shook his head and looked down for a bit before answering, "Thank you".

"What for?"

"Everything," he said simply.

You laughed softly and leaned forward to kiss his cheek, "Always".

Sirius Black smiled as he hugged you tightly, keeping you close to him. He raised his head to look around and felt his lips stretch more at the sight of James, Remus and Peter laughing out loud.

He then looked down at you, nestled so comfortably in his arms and his chest felt warm and fuzzy.

These people were his true family, he thought to himself. They were the ones to constantly be there, ever single time, whenever he needed help.

And they would be there. He knew.

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You can see the world, following the seasons anywhere you go. You don't need a reason 'cause they never showed you love. You don't have to be sorry for doin' it on your own.

A tap was what pulled your mind out of the book that you were reading with intense concentration. Your face lit up at seeing your owl outside the window.

You quickly opened it and he flew in immediately, dropping the letter on your desk before settling into his cage and drinking water from the small dish.

You stroked his feathers as a thanks and eagerly opened the envelope. Out fell quite a few photographs and you gathered them all before taking your time in looking at every one of them.

A fond smile was seen on your face at the bright and happy look of your boyfriend. He had sent you many pictures of himself and he was smiling in all of them.

A chuckle escaped your lips at seeing one of James tackling him to the ground and the two laughing like a pair of idiots.

You were glad he was enjoying himself to the fullest despite his concerns about the trip. Though you had managed to somehow convince him to go and you were pleased at your decision.

He was out there on a trip with the Potters. It was actually a business trip but Mr Potter had agreed to take the two boys along with him and his wife.

A whipped look was now etched on your features as you stared at another photo. He really was beautiful, too good to be true. What with that soft, long hair, piercing grey eyes, and mischievous smirk, he was quite a sight for sore eyes.

You shook your head at how in love you were with this boy and finally put down the pictures to read his letter.

My love, my darling, my beautiful girlfriend, my lovely girl.

It's me, your favourite person and don't you dare deny it and say Remus is your favourite! I know that's not true, or I hope so.

It's so awesome here!! And I know that I said this in the previous letter, but I'd like to make you more and more jealous.

But honestly, love. Everything's so beautiful. I'm enjoying every second of this trip and I hate to say this, but you were right. I just know you have that proud smirk on your face. Yeah yeah, whatever.

Monty and Mia were both out so me and James had almost the whole day to ourselves. We slept late in the night, woke up late too and did quite a lot of crazy stuff.

I am really happy here and have gotten a lot more handsome just in the span of one week. You'll see it for yourself in the pictures.

But darling, I miss you. A lot. I can't wait to get back and hug you tight, and kiss you and cuddle with you and do everything that I've been missing heavily. Hope you're not having too much fun without me. Also I've got some for you and I'm sure you're going to love it.

After school, I promise you we'll go somewhere. Just the two of us. I've already got placed planned and the first one is Paris, can't miss the city of love now can we?

It's nice roaming around in here, but would've been a lot better if you were here with me. I can't wait until we both travel the whole world together. Hand in hand.

I love you!!

Your handsome, funny, sweet, adorable, charming, wonderful, fantastic boyfriend, Sirius xx

Laughter came spilling out from your lips after you finished reading his letter. It was almost like he was in front of you himself.

You missed him too, dearly. But you knew he had to spend time with himself for awhile, just enjoying without any worry. He had to relish in the feelings of being young before it was too late.

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You're just in time make your tea and your toast. You framed all your posters and dyed your clothes. Ooh. You don't have to go, you don't have to go home. Oh there's a long way to go. I don't believe that time will change your mind. In other words I know, they won't, hurt you anymore as long as you can let them go.

Exams had finished, every student breathed a sigh of relief at the end of non-stop studying, stress and pressure.

All of the fifth and seventh years were the loudest to cheer after the last paper. Them being understandably more happy at the examinations finally being over.

But there was also a little bit of a sullen atmosphere amongst the eldest students. For the seventh years, the end of exams also meant the end of their final year.

And they weren't ready. Not at all.

The Marauders were in the same condition. Ecstatic to be free of studies for awhile, but not at all wanting to leave this place.

This castle, that was the comfort place of many after their home. And to some, Hogwarts was their only home.

You had finished eating dinner and were walking around the corridors, taking in every little thing before you had to leave. You smiled at seeing a particular portrait, behind which was a secret room.

A lot of memories came flooding in.

And as thoughts ran, the smile slipped off to a gloomy look. You wanted to be young again. Experience everything right from the start, just one last time. But it wasn't possible.

"Love?" Sirius' voice called softly. He walked over to you and furrowed his eyebrows at your figure standing in the dark.

"Yeah," you replied and his frown deepened at hearing your voice shake, he stood in front of you and noticed your glistening eyes.

He wrapped his arm around your waist to pull you closer and placed his warm palm on your cheek, "What's wrong?"

You let out a small chuckle and blinked rapidly to get rid of the tears that were welling, "Nothing. Just being silly that's all".

But he raised an eyebrow and knew something was troubling you, "Tell me!" He insisted.

You looked down and then up at him again, your lips pursed, "We're going to leave in a couple of days. I don't wanna go".

"Neither do I," he sighed and backed you against the wall. His hands coming to your waist and your foreheads touching. "This place feels too familiar, too home-like to just leave like that".

"Darling," he trailed off with a sad look as a tear did escape from your hold. He instantly wiped it off and cupped your face. His heart aching slightly because he knew how much Hogwarts meant for you, knew how hard it must be to depart from a place that was your home.

You sniffed and smiled at him, "It's okay, I'm fine. I'm fine".

"You sure?" He asked and looked you right in the eye to confirm. He then nodded and kissed you gently before putting his arm around your shoulder.

"Let's go to the kitchens after some time. We'll take the rest too".

"Yeah," you nodded enthusiastically and the two of you entered the common room.

The room was empty except for James, Remus and Peter who were resting on the couches and armchairs.

"You alright?" Remus inquired you, him naturally being the most observant.

"Yeah I'm good," you gave him a genuine smile and he nodded. You then grinned and looked at James, "Where's the future Mrs Potter, Prongs?"

The hazel-eyed boy blushed while the rest snickered, "She's up in the dorm. Told me she wanted to sleep early".

"You're really going to propose to her after school?" Peter asked curiously.

"Not immediately after, but yeah," he smiled and shared a glance with Sirius.

"Never thought you'd get a girl that's a whole lot better than you," Sirius teased him.

"Well, I could say the same about you, Black," James retorted with a smirk making the other roll his eyes.

"Where d'you think we'll go? After school I mean?" Remus asked with a small frown.

"I'm gonna live with my parents for sometime before getting my own place," James said and you nodded as that was your answer too.

"I'm not going back," they all heard a small mumble come from the grey-eyed boy.

"Sirius?" Peter said cautiously.

"I'm not going back there," he said again with a desperate look.

"You are not going back. Never," you answered firmly. "You're either gonna live with me or James. Your choice".

"Yeah...." He responded but he was certainly thinking about something.

"Hey mate," James got up from his place and placed his hands on Sirius' shoulder. "You are not going there, and they won't come looking for you as well".

"You're an adult now, Pads. It's your life ahead, you get to make the choices," Remus said softly.

"I'll get my own place," he said. "My- My Uncle left me some money and I think I can buy a flat with that. Will you come and stay with me?" He asked you uncertainly.

"Of course I will," you smiled reassuringly. "I'd be happy to".

"You can come over anytime. Mum and Dad will love it too," grinned James.

"Sirius," the brown-haired boy muttered after seeing him still overthinking. "I want you to understand this, which is that you've left them now. You've removed yourself, and rightfully so from them".

"Which means," you intervened and Sirius looked at you. "They can't hurt you. They can never, as long as you continue on with your life without any worry".

"I'll maybe invite Reggie to come over once he's graduated too," he said brightly and you laughed, agreeing with him.

"We're definitely not ready," you said and then shrugged. "But I know for a fact that it's gonna be one hell of a ride".

"For sure," Remus chuckled and all of you shared a laugh, nervous but excited to explore your lives.

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You can let it go, you can throw a party full of everyone you know. You can start a family who will always show you love. You don't have to be sorry, for doin' it on your own.

To say that Sirius Black was nervous would be a huge understatement. He was absolutely terrified as the day came nearer and nearer.

He wasn't even understanding the reason behind his scared nature. He was sure of his decision and knew your answer too.

But that little bit of insecurity. That tiny part of him was screaming every negative thought there was and making him more anxious to go on with his choice.

He was always thinking about every possible outcome, every result and every line he thought you would utter after hearing his confession.

And of course, in such matters James Potter was the least helpful person.

"I'm not doing this," Sirius groaned and grabbed his hair in frustration. Another evil thought had sneaked it's way into his mind. Telling him that you were surely going to leave him on the spot.

"Thirtieth time this week," Peter grinned and James snorted.

"Have some feelings can't you?" Remus attempted to scold them but he too was biting back a smile.

"She's gonna say no, she's gonna say no," the boy hyperventilated and started panicking.

"SIRIUS ORION BLACK!" James, Remus and Peter yelled in unison, all very annoyed.

"She is not going to say no".

"She'll be very happy".

"So you better man up now".

"Alright alright!"

"What's the matter here?" Marlene asked and the girls settled down on the couches.

"Just Sirius being dramatic," James answered and wrapped his arms around Lily as soon as she had sat next to him.

"I'm not being dramatic," the boy in question grumbled angrily.

"Okay, what's the plan?" Dorcas raised an eyebrow, already knowing the topic.

"There's no plan. Not yet atleast," responded Remus and glanced at Sirius' curled up form.

"You do know that girl loves you more than she loves herself, right?" Lily said with a pointed look.

"I know..." Sirius mumbled.

"First tell me are you sure? Do you truly and honestly want this?"

"More than anything," he immediately said firmly making Lily nod.

"She loves you a lot. More than you think she does," Dorcas smiled. "And you're not getting married the next day, it's just a proposal".

"But what if it's too soon? What if she doesn't want to get engaged? We haven't even graduated yet!"

"It is soon, I agree. But the times aren't right too," Marlene consoled. "We have a very less chance to make it out alive of this. Everyone knows that. So better to enjoy than regret".

"And if she says it's too soon, tell her you'll get married after sometime. Just say everything from your heart and I promise you it'll be fine," Dorcas grinned.

"And I know for a fact that it won't be soon for her," Lily added. "Even she knows how dark these days are and will be".

He nodded, feeling his chest lighten at their words.

It was quite late in the night but sleep wasn't coming easily to Sirius, he was lying awake. Had been since a long time.

He was up thinking. Again.

He was sure you weren't going to leave him, but a slightest possibility was still there.

He sighed and massaged his temple, debating on whether he should go up to your dormitory or not.

He got up a second later, knowing he wouldn't be able to sleep without you. Certainly not with those thoughts torturing his brain.

He silently tip-toed out of the room and muttered a spell before climbing the staircases. Quietly, the door was pushed open and a silencing charm was casted around your bed.

He slowly pushed the curtains apart and felt a smile grow on his face at seeing you in his Gryffindor sweater. He sat on the edge of the bed and tried to settle down without making any noise and movement.

Your eyes fluttered open after feeling something brush against your waist. You groggily looked to your side to see a familiar head of long locks nuzzling in your neck.

Your tensed body relaxed and you started running your fingers through his hair, feeling him release a long breath.

"Everythin' okay?" You asked in a raspy voice.

"All good," he whispered and kissed your cheek before resting his head on your chest and wrapping his arms around your waist.

"Sleep now," you murmured and he hummed. "I love you".

He smiled and lifted his head to look at you. Seeing you lying there with your eyes closed and your hair falling out of the braid, all tousled and messy.

He sensed his heart warming up as he said, "I love you too".

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You can let it go, you can throw a party full of everyone you know. You can start a family who will always show you love. You don't have to be sorry, no.

Today was the day, the day when Sirius Black was going to propose to his girlfriend.

And he had a bright grin on his face from the moment he woke up. He put a little more effort in his looks after bathing and the boys all teased him mercilessly.

"I never thought I'd see you so whipped over a girl," James laughed as he watched his best friend styling his hair.

"But said girl is not just any girl, Prongs," Remus grinned as he saw Sirius blush.

"Piss off," he muttered and took one last look in the mirror before turning away.

"Here, give her this," said Peter and handed Sirius a beautiful red rose, your favorite flower of all time.

"Thanks Wormtail," his smile widened as he bid them goodbye before excitedly running down the stairs.

"He's having it bad," James chuckled and shook his head fondly.

Sirius came to an abrupt halt at the foot of the stairs and scanned the common room, his grey eyes searching for you in the half-crowded place.

"She's there," said Remus from behind him and pointed to where you were sitting near the window.

He nodded and walked over to his girl, taking in your features as you basked in the natural sunlight that was pouring in. You were wearing your usual outfit, dark blue jeans and a light coloured shirt.

"Morning!" Sirius chirped and you jumped a little as he stood next to you, his hands behind his back.

"Good morning," you laughed and your eyes widened in surprise at seeing a gorgeous rose being presented. "For me?"

"No, for James," he smirked and you rolled your eyes.

"What's the occasion?" You asked with raised eyebrows and twirled the flower between your fingers.

"Can't a guy just give his girlfriend a flower without any reason?"

"Of course he can," you said and looked at his cheery face with a suspicious gaze. "You're definitely planning something".

He let out a dramatic sigh, "Merlin look at this! A man is not even allowed to gift his girlfriend nowadays".

"Oh shut up you drama queen," you laughed and were pressed back against the window as he towered over you.

"Make me," he smirked and you did, of course you bloody did.

"I did," you smirked back after seeing his dazed and blank face after you had kissed him.

And that moment was when Sirius felt more in love, the already huge amount of adoration he held for you seemed to increase once again.

Throughout the day, he was acting like his usual self but a whole lot affectionate and touchy. You didn't mind obviously, you just knew there had to be something.

You went upstairs to your dorm to grab the book you were currently reading and were surprised to find a piece of paper kept on it.

You leaned forward and picked it up curiously to read the note.

"In you, I've found the love of my life and my closest, truest friend". - Sirius

A blush was quick to arise on your cheeks as they were lifted upwards by your smile. This boy was surely going to melt you someday.

You stared at the note for another second before keeping it carefully in your diary.

Later at evening, you were lying couch of the common room. Eyes closed while the soft tune of the radio played.

You were too immersed in the song to notice Remus entering the room and calling your name. Only when he tapped your arm did you register his presence.

"Oh hey," you smiled at him and sat up straight.

"You have to get dressed, like now and be ready here in ten minutes".

Your stared at him, dumbfounded. "What?"

He stopped a snort at your face but repeated himself, "Get dressed and come down here in ten minutes. No questions!" He added once you had opened your mouth.

"But what on earth should I even wear if I don't know where I'm going?" You reasoned as the boy kept pushing you towards the stairs by your shoulders.

"Just put on any dress," he said impatiently. "Not overly fancy, just something nice".

"This better not be some kind of prank," you said warningly before shutting the dormitory door behind you.

Fifteen minutes later, you were there in the common room.

"Good?" You asked and looked down at the simple but elegant outfit.

"Perfect," he nodded with a smile and looped your arm through his to take the lead.

"Where are we going?" You asked, curious after he had lead you out in the grounds.

"You'll see".

He took you further away from the castle and you were too busy scanning the surroundings to notice your boyfriend pacing around restlessly.

"Here we are," Remus said and your head snapped forward.

"Sirius?" You called, gaining the boy's attention. "Rem? What's going on?"

But the sandy-haired boy just gave you a wink before walking back. You frowned and then looked questioningly at Sirius who was dressed quite nicely as well.

He took your hand and led you over to a small hill top, his eyes never leaving yours. He didn't say anything and just gestured towards the sky.

You looked to where he was pointing and smiled broadly at the beautiful starry night. "It's beautiful," you agreed.

"I wanted to talk," he broke the silence and turned his body towards you with you doing the same.

"Yes?"

He gave you a small smile before saying, "You told me in the morning that I was planning something when I have you that rose. And you were right," he finished, laughing a little at your triumphant look.

"I wanna talk about something important, so I thought it'd be good if we were nicely dressed and were somewhere that's quiet".

He gave a nervous laugh, "I don't even know how to start this so I'm just gonna blurt everything out. Don't you laugh, okay?" He warned and you pressed your lips together to prevent a smile.

"I love you," he went directly to the point. "I wish I could explain just how wonderful you are, explain just how safe I feel with you, explain just how much your mere presence has helped me".

You were staring right back at him, your face not holding anything but love. For him.

"I really want to tell you how much I love you, but I'm at a loss of words for that," he chuckled a little. "It's not just any feeling, it's definitely not like something I've experienced before. Maybe that's why I can't properly describe it. I can't even understand how I went from loving you as a best friend to loving you romantically".

"I fell for you," he admitted. "Hard. I fell in love the way you fall asleep. Slowly, and then all at once. It was exhilarating but godric was it beautiful".

"All those days I was drowning with hatred, pity, shame, disdain," he listed off with a small frown. "You helped me, cured me, saved me in every way a person can be saved. There was just something about you that made me feel myself and not pretend to be someone I don't know. I fell in love with you because you loved me when I couldn't love myself," he said and you saw his grey eyes glistening silver with emotion.

Your heart was racing as he confessed, your throat tightening and burning as you held back the tears.

"We're a complicated mess, you and I," he laughed tearfully. "But I think that's what makes us awesome".

He then sniffed and cleared his throat, "So now to conclude this immaculate confession. I want to be with you, for the rest of my life. At the end of the day, I want to be the person you come home to, the one with whom you share your secrets, your laughs, cries and everything".

"You are the finest, loveliest, the most tender person I've ever met. And even that, my love, is an understatement," he cupped your cheek to wipe your tears.

He then moved back one step and knelt down on one knee, watching your mouth open a little and your eyes widen.

"I just want you, that's all. I want all your flaws, mistakes, smiles, laughter, jokes, sarcasm. I just want you. We went from being strangers to friends, best friends, lovers, and now I think I'm ready for the next step".

You let out a shaky breath as you bit your lip in anticipation at his words.

"Will you, my love? Will you let me be the person who gets to wake up next to you everyday, gets to kiss you, hug you, cuddle you every single day?"

You were already nodding involuntarily, your breathing ragged and uneven.

"Will you marry me?" He finally asked and your face split into a huge, teary-eyed smile.

You looked at him fully. Sirius Black, your man kneeling down on one knee, waiting for your answer. His gaze fixated on you and you only, an overwhelming love present in his grey eyes. His long locks framing his defined face and swaying gently.

This was the man you loved. A little bit messy, a little bit ruined. A beautiful disaster. Just like you.

"Yes," you whispered and his lips stretched wide as he removed the ring to slip it on your finger. "A thousand times yes".

As soon as the ring was placed, you pulled him upwards and threw your arms around his neck, hugging him tight.

Tears were falling down both of your cheeks, but neither of you cared. Too lost in the moment, too lost in each other.

But of course, being friends with the Marauders meant that you couldn't go a lot of time without being interrupted.

And an ear-splitting applause was what made the two of you pull apart slightly. There was everyone, bright grins and smirks etched on their faces as they shouted and wolf-whistled.

You looked at them and laughed, your hands on Sirius' chest as his went on your cheeks to wipe your tears. He smiled again before kissing you with a newfound passion and love, emitting another wave of thunderous clapping from your friends.

Sirius pulled away and looked at them. Seeing James' laughing face, Remus' proud and emotional expression, Peter's fond gaze, Lily's ecstatic grin, Marlene's annoying smirk, Dorcas' teary eyes and Regulus' grin, the brightest of all.

His eyes then fell on you. On your slightly messy hair, on your tear-stained face, red nose and loving smile.

Who said family always had to be blood-related? Family is about who's willing to hold your hand when you need it the most.

Family are the ones who claim you. In good, in bad, in parts, in whole. They're the ones to show up, to stay regardless of anything.

And for Sirius Black, it were all these people. Every single one of them.

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Jily one-shot: Mittens

Happy birthday to Lily Potter, the woman whose sacrifice ended up saving the entire wizarding world! ♥ The other day I saw this^ tweet and immediately got inspired. This is just something short and silly but I’m also working on several other (a little bit longer) fics for this couple that I’m hoping to post sometime soon enough. Also a mandatory disclaimer: f*ck J*R. I’m just here for the marauders.

Words: 988

AO3 link

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“Umm… what’s this, Lily?“

James lifted a weirdly shaped woolen item from a box Lily had packed for him prior to a date at Hogsmeade.

She blushed a bit. “You know how I’ve recently gotten better at knitting? Well… I saw this idea in one of Mary’s knitting magazines and I thought it sounded fun. A mitten that allows you to hold hands with someone even when you’re walking outside in cool weather. Plus, today’s Valentine’s day so I thought it would make sense to wear it... But if you don’t like it…”

Lily must have misread the confusion on his face, thinking he’d hate it. Sirius, Remus and Peter, on the other hand, couldn’t hold down their snickers in the background.

“I guess this was a bad idea,” she sighed. “Should have known this wasn’t something a Marauder out of all people would get excited about.”

James finally recovered from his initial surprise. “No, no! It’s a nice idea, really!” His face melted into a grin. “Who says a Marauder can’t enjoy holding hands with his brilliant, talented girlfriend? Shut up, Padfoot,” he lightly shoved Sirius’ shoulder because his best friend was now laughing way too hard at his reaction.

“You sure?” Lily asked skeptically, her cheeks adorably red.

“Yep, I’m totally sure. As a matter of fact…” James’ face lit up when he imagined the warmth of Lily’s hand in his. “I think I love it.”

…

“Did you see Lockhart’s face?” James asked, trying to contain his laughter as the couple entered Three Broomsticks for a round of Butterbeers. “He seemed so mad that he hadn’t had this idea before you did. Watch him try to sell hundreds of couple mittens next Valentine’s Day.”

“Too bad we’re not here to see it,” Lily snorted. “Although, maybe we should stop by just to see if he succeeded.”

“Yeah, maybe we should,” James agreed.

“Aren’t you two just darlings,” Madam Rosmerta, who had arrived to take their order, referred to the mitten they were currently taking off for it was very warm at the inn. “It’s always nice to see some young love around…”

“Thanks, Ros,” James smirked. “I’m sorry that you have to find out this way that someone else has taken my heart, but there’s still always a soft spot for you in it.”

Lily slapped his arm with her free hand. “Remember whose hand you’re holding, Potter.”

“But Lily, you know I only have eyes for you.” He made his best deer eyes at her. “Rosie and I simply have a long history.”

Lily rolled her eyes, but James did notice she bit her lip to hide a smile. Everyone knew the Marauders liked to joke around with Rosmerta, mainly to get cheaper drinks, and Lily too had learned to not take the ‘flirting’ too seriously.

Madam Rosmerta left to serve other customers. For a while Lily and James simply kept up a light banter, discussing what they had seen so far at Hogsmeade and wondering what the other Marauders were currently doing while sipping their drinks. When they exited the inn, however, they were soon stopped by a small group of Slytherins, Mulciber as their leader.

“Just when I thought you couldn’t get any lower, Potter… you show us all how whipped you are by a Mudblood… Is there anything more pathetic?”

His housemates laughed, but James managed to remain calm as he felt Lily squeezing his hand, meaning ‘they’re not worth it’. He looked around, trying to come up with an appropriate response. For once the luck was on his side; he spotted none other than Professor Dumbledore himself not too far from them, possibly on his way to enjoy a glass of mead with a couple of his colleagues.

“Oi, Professor Dumbledore!” James exclaimed. “Fancy seeing you here!”

“James, Lily,” Dumbledore greeted them. “Good to see my head students here on such a nice day. Are you trying to create a new trend?” He asked warmly, referring to their mitten. “Because if so, I’d love to have the pattern to that mitten as well.”

“I can give it to you the next time we give you our monthly report, Professor,” Lily smiled at him. “By the way, James and I were just wondering… would it be a sufficient punishment for someone who uses a slur against another student… if we made them wear one of these, but, I don’t know, with Peeves or something.”

“Good luck convincing Peeves to participate in that,” Dumbledore chuckled. “But I will admit, the concept is rather creative. Maybe we need to discuss how to develop it in our next meeting.” The professor’s eyes were twinkling playfully.

“Sir, you know just as well as I do that if anyone can convince Peeves to do anything, it's James. Either way, we’ll be looking forward to that discussion,” Lily replied, waving at the professor before they turned to leave. From the corner of his eye, James saw Mulciber glaring at them murderously, but he just flashed one final grin at the Slytherin’s direction before leaving the scene.

“What an arsehole,” James shook his head once Lily and he were far enough. “If we hadn’t been wearing this,” he raised their mitten, “I might have punched him in the face…”

“Well, I’m glad you didn’t, in front of Dumbledore and the others,” Lily noted. “But see, this mitten was pretty useful, after all,” she chuckled then. “I doubt Mulciber will want to use the m-word in front of anyone when there’s a possibility he’ll have to wear it with Peeves.”

“That was quite genius of you,” James admitted. “Although I personally think he’ll be missing out… I actually have been enjoying wearing this.”

“Yeah, you have?” Lily gave him a fond smile. “In that case, I’m glad I made it.”

“Me too,” James agreed and with the hand that was entwined with hers, he pulled her closer for a kiss.

@jilymicrofics​ I know this doesn’t really fit under any of the prompts, but I hope it still counts!

#jily #jily fic #james potter #lily evans #jple #my fics

[lunar-serpentinite]

Introductory Post

Hello ~ I'm Cloud and welcome to my blog !

My pronouns are they/them ! I don't really have hard no's for gendered terms used to refer to me .

I'm a '02-liner (meaning i was born in 2002) and from Southeast Asia . I am currently in uni studying Geology and I use my spare time to think about my hyperfixations <3

I'm neurodivergent and I usually vibe on my own but I'm open to chats ! I'm bad at replying though so don't be afraid to bump up messages

I've been on Tumblr since 2012 but this is the first time I have ever tried to be more active instead of keeping in the background .

Fuck JKR !!

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Disclaimer

(Especially for those who are particularly focused on Harry Potter canon and/or certain dynamics.)

In my headcanons and posts, I will stretch canon pretty thinly. I will rewrite and redo huge chunks of what we know as the Harry Potter canon. This includes huge changes in the history, the timeline, and the ethnicities of a lot of characters (read: majority of the characters we know in my AU are now BIPOC). Everything I am doing is purely for my own enjoyment and I just wanted to share the things I made with anyone who wanted to have a read.

I do not follow any Marauders fandom headcanons nor do I consider myself part of the fandom . This means my Lilys and Jameses will have vastly different friend groups than what you're used to if you're from the Marauders fandom .

If you're particular about dynamics, I am a fixed DMHP account . I don't post NSFW on this blog since I focus on worldbuilding and more SFW character building, but I'm just throwing this out there :3

Have a good day ! (My AUs under the cut)

Current AUs

Nandhini's Legacy - my main AU and the reason why I made this blog in the first place ! This is a Harry Potter AU where the Potter family are South Indian (specifically Tamil [James] and Telugu [Lily]) and the Black family are SWANA . New elements in the story include entirely new fancasts for the entire cast, the introduction of a Magical British Museum (the new primary antagonist besides Lord Voldemort), OC siblings for characters like Harry and Pansy, and several timeline changes .

Related Links : Families Masterlist, Fancast, Main Tag

pls ask me abt this au i have so much to say

Son of Hecate Harry AU - a PJO x HP crossover AU where Harry was born to Lily and James but with the additional blood from Hecate . In this AU he was taken away from the Dursleys by a satyr and raised in Camp Half-Blood . By the time he arrives at Hogwarts, Harry has already undergone one quest and is only at the institution because of another prophecy (not Trelawney's) . He is accompanied by fellow demigods and witches Yurika Haneda (Slytherin, Hermes) and Poppy Caxton (Hufflepuff, Athena)

My Mortal Companion - the AU in which post-War, Harry retains his title as Master of Death and believes his next destiny is to be the sole Unspeakable in the Death Room since he's the "only one who could do it" . Features Harry's relationships and dynamics with various psychopomps and death deities of diverse pantheons

Related Links : Main Tag

Favourite of the Fae Harry AU - an AU where Harry is highly favoured by the Fair Folk of Great Britain, but only in the way a human might highly favour what they deem a particularly cute pet . Includes tidbits of Harry being his mother's son because Lily was their previous favourite, and Harry having difficulties with socialising in the "proper" human way because he was used to the constant transactional socialising of the Fae

#introductory post #intro post #blog intro

[t1oui]

what's up tumblr (yet another blog intro)

i've decided to redo this post itself every time i want to make a new intro instead of making a new post :)

hi everyone, i'm tas, and i post a lot of hp stuff

note: everything in bold is either a favorite of mine or something important

hey everyone :) you can call me tloui or tas. my pronouns are he/it. i'm aroace. idk if there's much else to say there lol

i don't post about much other than harry potter on here, but i do have other interests (of course). my favorite musical artists are ajr, troye sivan, and tate mcrae. my favorite movies are vengeance (2022) and moneyball. my favorite books are red, white & royal blue, the catcher in the rye, project nought, and this was our pact. i also really like all the riordianverse books (and i do actually reblog things about pjo on a regular basis). lastly, my favorite colors are blue, green, yellow, pink, and red, which you can probably tell from the banner image and dividers i made for this post.

as for what i post myself, it's harry potter. just harry potter. (yk... minus that one tbosas post). i despise both jkr and pretty much all canon events (it was a canon event) so if you ship almost any canon ship, you're probably out of luck here. (i do ship some canon ships [cough cough drastoria and jily cough cough] but i almost never post about them anyway lol)

my favorite character is percy weasley and i post about him a lot. i'm a slytherin percy weasley truther all the way and love perciver (it's one of my otps) so if you ever wanna chat about percy (or penelope, oliver, and marcus) i'm here :)

even though my favorite character is percy, most of my fics & fic ideas are set in the marauders era. i'll also write some next gen stuff occasionally, and while i have a ton of ocs for next gen, the ones i reference most are lucy, skye, and katie (perciver oc kids) and henry and luella (deamus oc kids).

out of all ships, i write jegulus the most. even if it isn't the main ship, it's featured in a lot of my fics & wips

⋆ first and foremost, you can find my ao3 here! ⋆ note: fics with a ★ next to them are part of my series as it should be, which is a group of unrelated oneshots in muggle and/or no voldemort aus.

i slam the door and i'm on my way - jegulus, wip, teen and up. currently 3 chapters and 6.8k. ↳ regulus joins sirius at james's house during his sixth year. together, james, regulus, sirius, and the rest of their friends (both the gryffindor crew and the slytherin skittles) work together to bring voldemort down.

if you stayed - jegulus, complete, general. oneshot, 5k. ★ ↳ regulus leaves his family for good and stays with james and harry while he gets back on his feet in exchange for him looking after harry while james works. regulus is sure james is going to make him leave when the summer ends and harry goes back to school, but this might not be the case after all.

one big family - multi, complete, general. oneshot, 1.3k. ★ ↳ harry celebrates his eleventh birthday with his parents, his sister luna, and their friend neville. a no voldemort au with background jegulus, pandalily, and more :)

not quite bright - penelope clearwater & percy weasley, complete, teen and up. oneshot, 1.8k. ↳ a oneshot with penelope & percy where they're pushed to the sidelines, nobody quite understands them, and the world kinda sucks, but maybe that's ok. basically just queerplatonic (& very neurodivergent coded) penelope/percy.

home at last - jegulus, complete, general. oneshot, 352 words ★ ↳ the ao3 version of this tumblr post i made :) just a fluffy little jegulus microfic about how they got together

as a last note, while i do post almost exclusively harry potter stuff on here, i do make my own stories, and a lot of them. i've only made one post about my original work on here, but i might make more if i feel like it, so i thought i'd add a small section talking about basic bits of my original wips

tsbom - tsbom is the world where i put any character that exists in our world, aka a world without magic or fantasy elements. the characters live across the us, but they're all connected somehow. (this is the universe that my one oc post has come from).

tlotlk + the realms - the realms is the wip as a whole, and tlotlk is the first book, which i'm currently in the process of writing. this series follows a boy as he becomes a knight & falls in love with the prince of the kingdom he's protecting :)

twoa, tcon, ion, & bote - these wips all take place in the same universe, which is also collectively called twoa. this is a universe where gods exist and different human/humanoid people are spread throughout the universe. earth shows up a few times, but isn't the main focus of the series. almost all characters are gods, demigods, or mages, but there are also a few other magical beings & mortals mixed in.

tcor - a story about a girl falling into a world she doesn't belong in with few memories and the knowledge that something is after her. (no it's not horror lol). with the help of a few friends, she's determined to get to the bottom of the mystery and fend off whatever's hunting her down.

beachside - ten kids end up in a replica of their hometown, except they're alone and this version of it is considerably more hostile. just a lot of found family honestly.

these aren't all my wips, but they're the majority of them, as well as the ones i work on the most. while it may not be mentioned in the summaries i gave here, all of them are queer & include romance, usually multiple romances. (i may be aroace, but i write a lot of romance.)

thanks to everyone who read through this whole post :) hope yall enjoyed it.

if anyone ever wants to talk about hp/the marauders, my dms are always open! i'm a multishipper to the core so i promise you we will find some common ground

see yall around :)

#blog intro #harry potter fandom #harry potter #hp fandom #tumblr intro

[saintsenara]

If you're feeling the violence, I'd love to hear your thoughts on 1, 8, 18 or 25 😈

thank you for the questions from the choose violence ask game, anon!

1. who is the character everyone gets wrong?

obviously, this is caveated with read and write and interpret characters how you want, but sirius, 100%.

and i'm not just referring to the womanising, prank-playing, "you're not serious?"/"yes, I am" version of fanon, but also the dark-aristocrat!sirius which has been created in many fics to counter this portrayal.

i find myself really not fond of a sirius who is, at any one time, one argument with dumbledore away from becoming a death eater; who finds himself saying "mudblood"; who feels more comfortable around characters like lucius malfoy than he does lily; and who would happily take a hereditary seat [not a thing!] on the same wizengamot that will later sentence him to azkaban without a trial.

yes, sirius undoubtedly had a lot to unlearn from his childhood, and i think we are absolutely supposed to suspect that this included blood-supremacist prejudice. yes, sirius' capacity for arrogance and cruelty and ruthlessness are very voldemort-ish characteristics. yes, the difficulty sirius has with reconciling the fact that many death eaters are his own flesh-and-blood is obvious in canon.

but once he made the choice to stand against voldemort his rejection of the world he came from was total. as long as he loves james - and he will always love james - there is nothing on earth that could drag him back.

[i'm also going to answer this by mentioning the concept everyone gets wrong, because this truly does annoy me: occlumency.]

contrary to what you see if you read any snape-centric pairing, occlumency is not the total shutting down of all emotion. it is controlling your emotions, under enormous mental pressure, to an extent which allows you to lie fluently. putting up occlumency walls/shields is not a thing - or, not a thing as fanon uses it - and snape is not a good occlumens because he's emotionally repressed, he's a good occlumens because he's petty.

8. what is a common fandom opinion that everyone is wrong about?

there is not a single soul on earth incapable of redemption.

i do not want to see another 1000-note tumblr post or 500-comment reddit circlejerk about how malfoy or snape or whoever you want to choose is irredeemable; that their crimes are so heinous there is never any space - in canon or fanon - for them to be forgiven.

the harry potter series is not morally spotless by any means, but one thing it does - in my opinion - do right is highlight the complex and combined power of failure, grief, regret, atonement, and forgiveness, and how this is a weapon in the face of hatred, rage, and arrogance.

and it's an important lesson! at some point in all of our lives we will fuck up badly - maybe even to the extent of joining a terrorist group intent on murdering our peers [i come from northern ireland, i've seen it happen; and this is in "peacetime", when the lure of the paramilitaries is a fraction as strong as it was during the troubles] - and we will long to be forgiven. and we will deserve it.

to be human is to have access to the fragile, beautiful possibility of atonement. even if you're as much of a knob as draco malfoy.

18: it's absolutely criminal that the fandom has been sleeping on...

the fact that hagrid is a death eater.

i'm being facetious here, but i would love to see more fics which explore the idea that hagrid's deranged buffoonery is all an act, allowing one of the most evil men in history to operate under dumbledore's nose.

"he is at hogwarts, that faithful servant". so true, my lord, and he's teaching care of magical creatures.

25: what is a common fandom complaint that you're sick of hearing?

this is a call-out post for myself, because i complain about this all the time, which is petty and boring and i need to get the fuck over it.

yes, ideally stories will be britpicked, but, in the grand scheme of things, americanisms etc. don't matter.

we are all just having fun writing our little stories and drawing our little pictures and offering them, tentatively, to the world. we are creating something free in a society increasingly hostile to such things. we are finding community. we all deserve to be proud of what we've done, even if we don't understand how london geography operates or we think ron's slamming down a stack of pancakes and a 20oz soda every morning, and brits whinging about sweater v jumper or mum v mom [anyway, real ones know you call her your mam] doesn't contribute to that and should be avoided.

[other answers from this ask game]

#asks answered #choose violence ask game #i stand by what i said #especially about hagrid #the man is a monster

[thelighthousestale]

Faithful friends are hard to find

"Dear Sev," she wrote, the dark ink of her quill flowing across the parchment as she paused and took a deep breath

"I wish things were different. I miss our talks, your advice. I can't believe how long it has been since we properly talked."

Lily sat at her new kitchen table, pausing in her letter writing once again. She stared out the window, through the flicker of the candle flame that was projecting soft light in the room and across the yard to the line of trees that marked the end of their property. The table wasn't really new but it was new to her. It had belonged to her soon-to-be in-laws previously but they had recently downsized and generously gave Lily and James furnishings for their new home in Godrics Hollow.

Effie and Monty, James' kind and elderly parents, were wonderful people. But their generous nature left a gnawing feeling in Lily. A feeling she couldn't quite put a name to yet. She was so grateful for their love but the weight of the loss of Lily's own parents lay so heavy inside her heart that sometimes the Potters' affection felt like a tremendous hurricane inside her gut. She felt like she was fighting a battle inside herself between grief and love as well as comfort and loneliness. And perhaps, Lily thought as she tapped her finger against the wooden table top, those feelings weren't as diametrically opposed as she once thought.

"My parents died. Don't know if you would have heard."

While the sudden death of her parents in a tragic car crash left an aching void in her life, Lily had hopes that the tragedy would bring her and her sister back together. The thought that Petunia would put aside her competitive jealousy and they could comfort each other had been a tiny hope for Lily. But Petunia's refusal to attend her upcoming wedding added another layer of sorrow and frustration.

"I want you to be at my wedding, to witness a moment I thought we'd share as friends. Remember when the Twickys got married, the couple who owns the bookstore in Cokeworth? We snuck into the tent at the reception and nicked some cake. We ate it in the park while sitting on the swings. The cake had coconut on it and we were both disgusted. Who has coconut on their wedding cake?"

The quill trembled in her hand as she drafted a letter to her former childhood friend. Best friends they once referred to each other as.

"I wish life stayed that simple for us. "

Memories flooded back, a mixture of warmth and pain. She missed their late-night conversations in the park between their homes, his quick wit, and the way he seemed to have an answer for everything. But their paths had diverged irreparably. She hadn't spoken to him in years.

Her father had fought in a war before she was born. Risking his life to fly planes over the channel into occupied territory. Her dad was brave. Her dad was her hero. Her dad taught her to do the right thing even if it is hard. Even if it risks your life.

He also taught her that forgiveness is a powerful message of love. And sometimes in order for a person to apologize to you and start to make amends you must reach out to them first and offer them a branch of redemption to hang onto.

"I've been having dreams recently that you show up at my house. Sometimes it's in the middle of the night in the rain. Sometimes it's bright and sunny. But you are always there. And you tell me you don't know what you were thinking. That you've seen the errors in your ways and you no longer want to follow Him. And I apologize to you too. For cutting you out. For not listening to you. For hurting you.

But I wake up and -"

And nothing has changed. He still supports a group of blood supremacists. She is still a muggle born. She still knows what's right and what's wrong. She needs to protect herself and her new family. She needs to be brave. To fight.

Tears attempted to fill the edges of her vision as she looked at the unfinished letter, a silent testament to the fracture in their relationship. The parchment felt heavy with the unspoken truths that lay as a barrier between them.

She folded the unfinished letter and held it over the candle on the table, watching the edges of parchment blacken and curl, the words disappearing into the smoke. The pain of letting go mingled with a sense of closure. The letter, like their severed bond, was reduced to ashes.

In the warm light of the flame, Lily found a moment of solace.

Some ties, no matter how cherished, were destined to be extinguished for the sake of safety and principles.

#harry potter #harry potter fanfiction #lily evans #lily potter #jily #severus snape #snape

[wastelandmoony]

Déjà Vécu: Chapter Five

Chapter Five: Yellowjacket

Characters: Remus Lupin/Reader, Sirius Black/Reader (no use of y/n), James Potter, Petter Pettigrew

Summary: What's a Chudley Cannon, and why is James so worked up about it?

Warnings: Minors DNI, 18+ only!, angst, anxiety/overwhelming feelings, language

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The sound of her own heartbeat drowned out the voices around her. Queueing up with the others, she suddenly found herself a nervous wreck. What if the five of them were placed in separate houses? She knew without a doubt that her feelings towards them wouldn’t change regardless of placement, but could they say the same about her?

Remus found his way back to her side, and he offered an encouraging smile. In front of her, James was beaming, bouncing on the balls of his feet in anticipation. Sirius stood behind with Peter, face melancholy and staring at the flagstones beneath his feet. She still wasn’t entirely sure what Sirius was so afraid of; surely his family couldn’t be that horrible, he seemed to have turned out okay. On the train, he had mentioned his cousins briefly, and she recalled how James had referred to them as “dirty snakes”. Turning towards the far wall, she scanned the Slytherin table for anyone that looked remotely like Sirius. The lot of them looked miserable, but two faces in particular stuck out. Pale blonde, with sharp cheekbones and a pained expression, the girl staring daggers at Sirius’s head must be his cousin. Beside her sat a tall boy with matching white-blonde hair, tied back in a small knot at the nape of his neck. His attention was also zeroed in on Sirius, but his eyes held an air of boredom. The features of his face weren’t as angular as Sirius and the blonde girl, so she wondered how he knew the other two, he definitely wasn’t related.  

Professor McGonagall addressed the hall, announcing the ceremony’s commencement. Beside her on the dais, stood a mangey old pointed hat atop wooden stool. As she started to make her way through the A surnames, Sirius audibly gulped behind them. 

“Sirius Black!” She called, and pale faced boy pushed his way up front to take a seat on the stool. The professor placed the hat gingerly on his head, while Sirius squeezed his eyes shut and gripped the edges of the wooden seat.

She found herself searching for Remus’s hand again, willing whoever was listening to give Sirius the outcome he wanted. The remaining four friends held their breath below as they awaited his fate. 

After a few agonizing moments, the hat’s voice rang out, “GRYFFINDOR!”

Two opposing reactions happened simultaneously: The Slytherin table collectively gasped (some even hissing), while the Gryffindor table erupted into booming cheers. She glanced over and watched as his cousin shook her head in disgust. Sirius hopped down off of the stool, face unreadable as he joined his new housemates. 

As McGonagall pushed through the alphabet, the gaggle of first years began to thin. A small redhead named Lily was sorted into Gryffindor as well, casting a glance at a greasy haired boy towards the front of the group who avoided her gaze. James snickered, turning to shoot Sirius a smirk over at the Gryffindor table. She watched as Lily took a seat near Sirius, wondering what that uncomfortable exchange was about. Remus was eventually sorted into Gryffindor, followed by Peter. For each one, James’ cheers were among the loudest. When his turn came, he shot a quick wink back at her before leaping onto the stool. To the surprise of no one, he was sorted into Gryffindor, practically instantaneously. 

She was now alone in the remaining group of first years standing in the middle of the Great Hall. Lily’s greasy haired friend was placed in Slytherin, eliciting cheers from his new house, and a vulgar two finger salute from Sirius over at the Gryffindor table. 

As her name finally rang out, she inhaled a shaky breath, making her way up to the front and onto the stool. She didn’t dare look over at her friends, but she could feel their eyes. The hat fell onto her head, shielding her eyes from the rest of the hall as a disembodied voice filled her ears, 

“Hmm…very interesting. I see great wisdom in you, matched only by a strong desire for learning. Perhaps Ravenclaw?”

No, Gryffindor, please… 

“I do see a courageous heart, however, the boldness inside of you seems to yet be discovered. You’re ambitious though, and very determined. Perhaps Slytherin, then?”

Anything but Slytherin, please not Slytherin. They’ll hate me…

“Whom do you speak of”

My friends, they were all placed in Gryffindor…

“A true Gryffindor would never turn their back on a friend, regardless of background or house affiliation.”

The hat’s words did little to make her feel better, and the tears began to build.

“You seem to put a great deal of emotion into your friendships, even the ones that have just begun. Your loyalty is solid, and unwavering. You would undoubtedly do well in each house, but I think a kind heart such as yours would be best suited for…HUFFLEPUFF!”

If she wasn’t already seated, she would’ve fallen over. 

Hufflepuff. 

She wasn’t a lion like the rest of them. Once again, she found herself on the outside.

Professor McGonagall ushered her towards the Hufflepuff table, where she was warmly embraced by her new house. They smiled back as she took a seat with the other first years, all admiring their newly transfigured yellow ties. She peered over at the Gryffindor table, and found that Remus was staring back, the saddest smile etched across his face. 

——

She tried to make friends, truly, she did. The other first year Hufflepuffs were very friendly, and introduced themselves immediately, inquiring more about each others interests and hopes for their time at Hogwarts. She found that a lot of other muggleborns were in her house, a notion that should have made her feel better, but in actuality caused a pit to form in her stomach. Did the Sorting Hat only put her here because of her blood status? If she dwelled on it for too long she’d cry, so instead decided to focus on getting to know her housemates. A curly haired girl seated across the table seemed nice, her name was Maureen and spoke at length about the fantastic Herbology facilities at the school. Frankly she didn’t care much for plants, finding magical creatures more appealing, but she listened intently as the young witch excitedly discussed her dreams of becoming a healer specializing in herbal remedies. Ultimately, Maureen turned to her seat mate who was understood as a childhood friend, spending the remainder of dinner engrossed in hushed conversation. It was fine, she decided; she’d been a loner most of her life, so she could definitely do it again. 

After the feast, Dumbledore returned to the podium to announce the end of the festivities. Prefects would be escorting all first years to their dormitories, Hufflepuff’s being on the lower floor nearest the kitchens. The Gryffindor table was the first to depart, passing by her one by one. She kept her head down, too afraid to meet the eyes of her friends, or…former friends anyway. As the last of their house left, a small crumpled piece of paper landed next to her, which she quickly scooped up and unfolded.

Meet me by the door of the Great Hall at breakfast tomorrow. - R.L.

Her heart skipped a beat. Maybe if Remus still wanted to be her friend, there would be hope for the rest of them.

The Hufflepuff prefect was a ginger haired boy named Oliver, tall and lanky with a smattering of freckles across his cheeks. He cheerfully commanded the attention of the first years, and they followed in a single file line down to the lower floor. The lack of windows unnerved her slightly, distracting herself by listening to Oliver explain how their common room was one floor underground, further down was the Slytherin dorms in the dungeons. They stopped in front of a large stack of wooden barrels, watching in quiet confusion as Oliver pulled out his wand and tapped the second to last barrel from the bottom five times, warning the group that it must be in the rhythm of “Helga Hufflepuff” in order for entry or else there would be (in his own words) “…sour consequences”. At the last tap, the lid of the barrel opened to a tunnel and Oliver crawled inside, beckoning the rest to follow.

For the lack of natural light in the hallways, the Hufflepuff Common Room made up for it  significantly. The tunnel opened to a large circular room made of deep wood, a balcony that led to the dormitories ran along the outer rim overlooking the common room; above them, half moon windows framed the ceiling, enchanted to cast a perpetual warm glow even in the dead of night. The room was surrounded with plush couches and chairs with overstuffed pillows, embroidered with flowers and filigree in different shades of golds and yellows. A crackling fire was blazing in the fireplace against the far side of the room, illuminating the various plants and tapestries hung throughout the wooden rafters of the balcony above. It was cozy and welcoming, but she still managed to feel incredibly out of place. 

Following the other first year girls up into the dorms, she found her trunk placed at the foot of a four poster bed in the circular bedroom, surrounded by four others. A set of yellow and black pajamas was neatly folded on top of the patchwork quilt, and she changed into them quickly inside the adjoining bathroom. When she emerged, the other girls were changed as well and sitting atop their beds giggling and playing games. 

Maureen looked up, watching as she crawled under the covers, “D’you wanna play with us? My brother gave me his Exploding Snap deck before I left for school—“ 

She shook her head politely, “No thanks, I’m just…gonna go to sleep. I’m really tired after everything…” 

Maureen didn’t push it, just gave a curt nod and turned her attention back to the cards splayed across her bed.

She pulled the gold curtains shut tightly, curling into herself underneath the covers, finally letting the tears fall that had been building up all day.

——

When she woke up the following morning, the dorm was empty. She had heard the other girls up late giggling and gossiping with each other, creating new bonds and having fun. They left early for breakfast, not even bothering to see if she was awake. 

After putting on a pair of jeans and a grey jumper, she slowly made her way upstairs to the Great Hall, anxious to see Remus. What would he say to her? Would he still be the sweet boy from the train? The one that talked to her about poetry and books and art, the one that held her hand so she wouldn’t be afraid. Or would he shun her, and say they could no longer associate with anyone who wasn’t another lion.

She waited by the large doors, the sounds of laughter and conversation coming from inside the hall. Classes officially began tomorrow, so everyone was soaking up their final day of freedom. A small group of older Ravenclaws descended the main staircase, talking animatedly about something having to do with Divination, and she caught a glimpse of a tall sandy head walking behind them. The group skated past her into the hall, and Remus broke into a smile at the sight of her face.

“Hey!” He said cheerfully as he approached. 

She pulled at the hem of her jumper, “Hi,” she croaked, barely able to muster up enough of a voice.

“How was your first night as a yellowjacket?” He tried to lighten the mood, noticing her lack of eye contact.

She shrugged, “It was alright…how was yours?”

“It was good. James and Sirius have already taken over the dormitory with all of their quidditch posters. Pete and them got into it when he tried to put up a Ballycastle Bats pennant. It was all rather amusing, honestly.”

Her heart sank a little. She wanted to be with the rest of them, to be in a house full of friends. 

“Are you okay?” Remus leaned down to meet her eyes.

She tried in vain to keep the tears from forming. 

“What’s wrong?” He asked, putting a hand on her shoulder. 

“Nothing, I just—“ she shook her head and looked away from his concerned face, “—Listen, you don’t have to pretend to be my friend anymore, okay?”

Remus took a step back, “Did I do something to upset you? If I did, I’m sorry—“

“—No, you just…you’re all Gryffindors now. Why would you want to hang out with me? I didn’t make the cut…”

“What’re you talking about?” He tried not to laugh, “You’re our friend, regardless of house.”

Her breath caught, “W-what?”

“Did you honestly think we’d stop being friends because you got sorted into Hufflepuff?” 

As she went to respond, James and Sirius bounded down the stairs towards them. 

“There’s our favorite Puff!” Sirius chimed as James slung his arm over her shoulders. 

“Shame you weren’t sorted into Gryffindor, but it could be worse, you could’ve been in Slytherin,” James looked down at her, his glasses sliding to the end of his nose. 

Remus rolled his eyes, “Stop harassing her, Pete’s waiting.” 

He led the way into the hall, over towards the Gryffindor table. As they walked amongst the tables, she noticed all of the multi-house friendships throughout, something that wasn’t evident when they were required to sit separately at the grand feasts. Ravenclaws huddled with Slytherins, Hufflepuffs playing games with Gryffindors. She even caught a few inter-house couples snogging in the far corners of the room. The sight made her heart soar. She still had friends at Hogwarts, she wasn’t alone after all.

They sat down with Peter who had saved them spaces amongst the other hungry first years. James and Sirius immediately started eating, while Peter pushed a small bowl full of what looked like chocolate pudding towards her. 

“For your toast, I remember you saying on the train how much you love chocolate, so I figured you’d want some of the hazelnut stuff,” he smiled sweetly. 

Remus nudged her with his elbow, “Told you.”

“Told ‘er wha’” James looked up from his plate, mouth full of food.

“Our little badger over here,” Remus gestured towards her,  “thought we wouldn’t be her friend anymore because she didn’t get sorted into the same house as us.”

The other three boys talked over each other at once.

James scoffed, “that’s bollocks—“

“—of course we’d still be friends—“ Pete said.

Sirius furrowed his brows, “—what d’you take us for?”

Their offense to her assumption made her smile, finally giving in and taking a bite of her toast.

Sirius clapped his hands together loudly, “So! What’s on the agenda for today, lads?” 

He quickly shot her a wink, “…and lady.”

James shoveled the last forkful of egg into his mouth, “Quidditch try outs are next week, I wanna practice, do some drills—“

“—a first year has never made it onto a house team,” she said nonchalantly. 

Sirius leaned over towards her, “Sounds like a dare to me.” 

James stretched his arms over his head, “I’m going to be the youngest Gryffindor Quidditch player in history. Mark my words.”

“Noted,” she laughed. 

“Wanna come down to the pitch and watch?” James got up, Sirius following suit. 

She looked over at Remus who seemed slightly apprehensive, “I’ve actually never seen anyone fly before, so I’d love to see what it’s all about.” 

———

James and Sirius led the way down to the pitch, Peter following closely behind rattling off statistics for different teams in the league. She wasn’t sure what a Chudley Cannon was, but James was up in arms about it. 

“Do you not like flying?” She looked over a Remus, the two of them falling slightly behind the others.

He shook his head, “Not particularly, I’ve never had the stomach for it.”

“So what is Remus Lupin looking forward to at Hogwarts?” She bumped him playfully with an elbow.

He grinned and pushed back, “The library, I’ve heard it’s massive.”

As they approached the stands, James and Sirius disappeared, returning a few moments later with 3 brooms that looked worse for wear. 

“First years aren’t allowed to have their own brooms at school, so we’ll have to make do with these ancient school ones,” James frowned at the frayed bundle of twigs sticking out of the end of his.

Remus and Peter ventured off to sit in the wooden stands, while the other two boys took her down onto the field. It was intimidating to say the least. A few other students were flying high above, most of which were wearing their team uniforms. James and Sirius gave her a crash course covering the basics: how to steer, how to speed up or slow down, etc.

“Okay,” James commanded her attention, “I’m going to show you how to kick off. When you get into the air, don’t go anywhere, just hover for a bit to get used to the feeling. Ready?”

She nodded as she mounted the broom, watching as he kicked off effortlessly from the ground, followed closely by Sirius. She took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the handle, pushing off from the ground and upwards into the air. When she opened her eyes, she was rising slowly towards the other two, both of which had proud grins on their faces.

“Ready for a lap around the pitch?” James smirked. 

Sirius was already doing small circles in the air, having a hard time containing his energy. 

“Yeah, I’ll follow your lead,” she looked back at him. 

He took off slowly, gaining speed around the curve of the pitch. She followed as best she could, trying to get a hang of how the older broom handled. It was exhilarating. The breeze running through her hair, the sight of the castle grounds below them, the speed at which they were careening around the field. She couldn’t get enough. 

Feeling more confident as they took a few more laps, she pushed forward and blasted past James, hearing him laugh loudly from behind, speeding up to catch her. Sirius dove down to meet them, having flown a few feet higher in his own little world. As she came to a stop in mid-air, the two boys pulled up on either side. James was beaming. 

“How d’you feel?” He said breathlessly.

Every possible emotion ran through her, and it was borderline indescribable. 

“It’s…unreal.”

Sirius spun his broom around to face her directly, “Wanna race?” 

James interjected immediately, “No way, she just got on a broom for the first time—“

“James,” she held her hand up, staring directly at Sirius with a competitive look in her eye, “I’ll be fine.”

Sirius pulled back next to her, “Around the pitch once, first one to make it back to this spot wins.”

She gave him a firm nod, gripping her broom handle once more. 

“On James’ mark,” Sirius looked over at his best friend, who promptly shook his head in disbelief.

“Ready…” James said begrudgingly, “One…two…THREE!”

Both of them rocketed off, Sirius leading by a hair. She’d be damned if she let him beat her. Flying might be new, but she felt confident in her quick grasp of it. He fell back in sync with her, purposely bumping his knee into hers, causing her to veer off course slightly. 

She smiled viciously at him, flying back up to his side and kicking her leg out, making a connection with his right thigh. He didn’t move much, but the attempt made his brows raise in surprise. In his mild stupor, she pushed forward around the first curve of the pitch, losing altitude slightly as she turned. 

Sirius caught up, feigning a dramatic yawn as he pulled out in front. She growled audibly, crouching down further to pick up more speed. She saw James hovering just beyond the 2nd curve, she was almost there, if only she could get in front of Sirius. She had a theory; he seemed to follow her movements and not stray too far from her side, maybe she could trick him. 

Pulling the handle upward, she began to climb higher, looking down to see Sirius doing the same. They crested over the top of one of the pitch towers, and she began a dramatic dive. She heard Sirius yell something behind her, quickly glancing back to see him barreling after her with an angry scowl. As she careened towards the ground, she began to pull upward on the broom handle once more to even out, quickly realizing that there would not be enough time.

The last thing she remembered was seeing James fly towards her from across the pitch.

Then it went dark.

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[bradshawed]

New Year’s Day — James Potter

summary — the aftermath of the annual New Year’s party at the Potter’s residence

warnings/tags — fem!reader, she/her pronouns, something short

note — based on New Year’s Day by Taylor Swift, short and cute but lacking any dialogue or explicit references to James Potter

word count — 320

“Five. Four. Three. Two. One. Happy New Year!” The chants came from all directions but all she could feel was a pair of warm lips slanting over her own as the clock chimed for midnight, the taste of firewhiskey enveloping her senses and consuming her. She didn’t want to feel anything else but him.

Guests slowly start to seep out of the house and into the snow freckled night, bundled up in their coats and their lovers’ arms. A group of girls rush past them carrying their shoes in one hand as they climb into the back of a taxi, cold air rushing in through the open door. He wraps his arms around her, pulling her into his chest and placing a flurry of delicate butterfly kisses on her shoulders over the rising goosebumps.

A shout sounds from the kitchen from what seems to be Regulus’ voice, something about ‘lovebirds’ but they’re too in love to care.

There’s glitter on the floor after the party. Lily, Dorcas and Marlene waltzing through the living room with their brooms, laughter falling from their lips. Candle wax and polaroids on the hardwood floor, the latter being collected by Remus while him and Sirius determine if there are any worth keeping and adding to the group’s growing collection. Hold on to the memories, they will hold on to you.

She adjusts the frames on his face that have slipped down his nose as he gives her one last kiss, this time on her knuckles, curtsying as he does so as they depart to collect the bottles hidden around the room.

Please don’t ever become a stranger whose laugh I could recognise anywhere. Soon their Christmas love story will come to an end and they’ll be back at Hogwarts for the new year but for now, they relish in the feeling of being wrapped in each other’s arms. And I will hold on to you.

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