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call it young dumb love ♡

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serenade in the common room

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a teensy bit late, but here's my contribution for day 1 of the married jily fest~ this is their first dance at their wedding <3

#jily

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all of gryffindor: look at our prefects dawg, we’re never winning the house cup

romione in their sixth year if i had it my way

#romione

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our poor girl got a bogey flavoured bean

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a kiss for the head boy !!

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“I hope this email finds you well”

First of all the only emails that ever find me well are from AO3

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Have a sleeping Ginny Weasley

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blondie released 1989 (TV) and i literally had to finish this. i was not given a choice in the matter. and since the au seems to be a favorite, here is more of my hand's at risk (i fold) aka slytherin!harry originally written for #severalsunlitdaylights & @corneliaavenue-ao3 Day 5: 1989

Harry fiddled with the clasp of his cloak, doing everything in his power to not look nervous even though his insides were tied up in knots.

A few students mingled about in the Entrance Hall, waiting for friends or housemates to either go into breakfast or head down to the village. Most cast him cursory glances as they passed, while other gazes lingered. Harry tried to pay them no mind, but with nothing else around to occupy his attention, he found himself growing more and more agitated by it.

It was, unfortunately, a well known fact among the sixth and seventh years that this Hogsmeade Saturday would be Ginny Weasley and Harry Potter's first date. Which left far too much room for whispers and rumors to circulate in the days leading up to the weekend. Harry had been blissfully unaffected by most of it, as the trade off was that he got to walk Ginny to class and spend most of his free time with her in the Library. However, as soon as he dropped her off at her classroom or said his goodnights outside the entrance to her dormitory, the stares and gossip would rush back in.

Alongside this annoyance, existed his other complaint: Since their very public beginning, he and Ginny hadn't ever actually been alone.

continue reading on ao3

#slytherin!harry #hinny

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Fanfic writer self-appreciation! Answer this, then pass the ask along to your favorite writer, your mutuals, or just someone who needs to answer it. If I were to read one fic of yours that best reveals who you are as a writer, or the one you’re MOST proud of, which fic should I read?

I personally love simple things you do. It’s the first fic that I really saw in my mind as a writer. I’m truly proud of it and feel like I did a good job.

Thanks for sending this in - I’m not really writing currently and I appreciate the encouragement :)

#writing #self rec

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Do you ever think about how James and Lily probably felt so accomplished, so untouchable for going against Voldemort and winning, not once, not twice, but three times and do you think about how James locked himself in their bedroom for three days, crying until he was dehydrated and condemning his arrogance when they found out about the prophecy? Do you ever think about how James and Lily weren’t even able to look Harry in the eyes because they blamed themselves? They blamed themselves for being so active in the order, they blamed themselves for going out to fight Voldemort that one fateful third time while they knew that Lily was pregnant, all because their order needed them and Lily with fire in her blood and defiance in her eyes, wouldn’t let the early pregnancy stop her taking the opportunity to beat Voldemort’s ass. They gave up their lives for the order and where was the order when they were murdered? Where was the order when their child grew up abused and unloved, with only spiders to keep him company?

#sobs #jily #harry potter

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An exhausting quidditch training, and James falls asleep on Lily's shoulder during a schoolwork session.

She's so smitten!

Did this happened before or after they started to date?

#jily

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Such a great take on the prompt 💖

@jilytoberfest 31 Prompts: Day 17 || 1186 Words || Read on Ao3 —

“Alright, everyone! Follow your string!”

James gives a chuckle as he grabs the red string of yarn attached to his left ring finger (a little on the nose) and begins following its path. He has to duck through a few obstacles created by the other participants following their own strings. When he had agreed to help Arya—a longtime family friend—with the kickoff of her matchmaking business, he didn’t expect it to be so…labyrinthine. 

Carefully skirting around two blokes who had gotten their yarn knotted together, he sees his string tighten as a pull from the other side draws his attention.

Tied to him by several meters of red string stands a woman with similarly red hair, half of which is pulled back to uncover stunning, amused green eyes. A small smile graces her lips and James sees her eyes involuntarily flick down his body as he approaches, taking him all in.

He feels a little guilty for thinking this whole thing’s a lark.

“Hi,” he says with a smile, offering his hand. “James Potter.”

“Lily Evans,” the woman replies with a shake of his hand. 

The two stand there for a moment in awkward silence, unsure of how to broach the subject of their supposed compatibility. James can certainly admit to being attracted to her, but all of Arya’s methods of matchmaking have never really worked for him in the past—his most recent relationship a shining example of that—and he finds himself having a hard time trying to be optimistic about this one.

“So what brings you here?” Lily asks, brows raising. “What about this event did you think was unmissable?”

James’ brows knit together as he thinks of a way to give her a satisfiable enough answer without exposing himself as a fraud. “Well, I’ve known Arya since we were five, so—”

“Wait, wait, sorry,” Lily hurries, pulling out her phone. She gives him an apologetic look. “Mind if I take some notes? I’m…” she grimaces, “I’m a reporter. Ms. Bell knows I’m coming, so it’s not any sort of nefarious undercover situation, but ah, just wanted to get that out in the clear.”

A laugh threatens to burst from his chest. Of course Arya would pair him with the woman writing an article about the event. James was nothing if not personable.

All fears of ruining this woman’s day evaporated, James feels his shoulders relax as he gives her a casual smile. “Of course, I’m happy to help. Like I said, I’ve known Arya since we were five so I can confidently say this is a lifelong passion for her. She’s personally been responsible for introducing the bride and groom of the last three weddings I’ve gone to.”

“And what was it specifically about this event that caught your eye?”

“Well, this is the biggest event she’s done. Typically it’s very casual, or even one-on-one when people specifically seek her out for her services. But I wanted to come see what something at this scale would look like.” James takes this moment to look around the room—all the strings were slack as the couples chatted, smiles bright and enthusiastic around the room. “And it seems to be going off without a hitch.”

“It does,” she agrees, pausing in her typing to look around with a smile.

“Arya does have a natural talent at all of it. And she’s realistic about it.”

He’s watching Lily as she types away and notices the wry smirk that pulls her lips tight. “No waxing poetic about how each of us are ‘predestined’ and all our paths are constantly heading in that direction, no matter what right or wrong choices we make?”

He has to blink for a second, shocked at the specificity of her words, stomach turning unpleasantly at where he’d heard such similar musings. “No, not at all. I know the red string of fate”—he holds up the yarn still attaching them—“is a bit gimmicky, but I can promise you, Arya puts a lot of effort into this. She emphasizes working on relationships, acknowledging issues and working forward in a partnership. ‘Signs’ are not something she puts stock in.” He winces a bit at the bitterness in his voice.

Lily’s stopped taking notes now, a divot in the space between her brows as she studies him. James’ hand comes to rub the back of his neck, and he can feel the heat coloring his cheeks.

“My last girlfriend, she was really into fate and destiny and all of that stuff. It made it really stifling sometimes, being with someone convinced that every little thing was a sign. It starts to feel like your decisions aren’t really your own.”

He expects it to weigh down the conversation—an awkward admission in the middle of this matchmaking-interview session—but is surprised when she nods and pockets her phone, a sigh deflating her.

“I know what you mean,” she commiserates with a shrug. “I recently got out of a relationship with a guy who was the same way. Obsessively counting every little thing as a sign to do this or that, what to name out bloody kids—nevermind we were only together for four months.” She shakes her head as if ridding herself of a thought even as her lips thin into a line. “He was really into Destiny, too. I caught them fucking at his flat…two weeks after he gave me a key? Dumped his arse on the spot and didn’t look back.”

James chokes on air and she meets his eyes with a rueful smile.

“Sorry, have to cope somehow.”

“Sounds like you dodged a bullet.”

“That bullet’s name was Simon and I wished I’d dodged a little faster.” She offers a chuckle that James notes is laced with embarrassment, but he’s too struck by the dryness of his throat to offer any sort of reassurance.

“Did you say Simon?”

Lily nods in assent, confusion pulling her brows together.

James’ mind is racing and he tries to keep his voice calm. “Would he, by chance, have blonde hair and a…” James pauses, mouth twisting as he looks for a delicate way to phrase the rest of his sentence. “...Mole situation around his eyebrow?”

Lily’s eyes widen, lips parting ever-so-slightly from shock. “How—“

“Destiny…obsessed with destiny. That’s—“

“Your ex.”

As the realization washes over them, James’ hand crawls from his neck into his hair as they stare at one another in a shocked silence, the rest of the world buzzing on around them. Lily’s eyes are sparkling with delight and James feels a strange kind of giddiness settle in his chest as all the pieces fall into place.

Something catches his eye over Lily’s shoulder and his gaze flickers to see Arya giving him a thumbs up with a mouthed ‘Thank you!’.

He has to contain himself from snorting as his attention turns back to the woman in front of him, an excited hum racing through his veins. “Can I get you a drink, Lily?”Her head tilts to the side a bit, her smile genuine, still glittering with a bit of wonder at this entire situation. “I’d like that.”

— some inspo taken from here

#jilytober2023 #soulmate au

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I'm a Remus-Lupin-doesn't-have-scars-on-his-face truther.

Harry never mentions that Lupin has scars. Look, I know Lupin bites and scratches himself when he doesn't have Wolfsbane Potion, but trust me, it would've been a conversation at Hogwarts if he was walking around with facial scarring. Y'all, my teenage students notice (and comment) when I wear the color green more than once a week. If Lupin had a ton of scars on his face, half the book would be the kids coming up with conspiracy theories on how he got them.

I think we can safely say that Harry would notice scars on another person's face and would probably mention/think about it at least once. Consider his observations of Alastor Moody. Almost every time fake!Moody is in a scene in GoF, Harry notes Moody's scars. Even Hermione is like, "What happened to his face?" Granted, I know Moody is an extreme case here, but Harry is someone who probably notices remarkable facial scars...for some reason...

I stand by this, thank you

#hp meta #remus lupin

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An underrated Sirius moment in Goblet of Fire where Sirius lets Harry talk and talk, and Harry lets out everything he's been holding in since he became an unwilling Triwizard Tournament champion.

#hp gof #hp comic

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yes all my favorite characters are desperate to be loved. no i don’t think that says anything about me

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your art style is so cute i’m about to throw up (affectionate)!!! since you asked for hcs in your last ask - how about sirius visiting the potters like lily asked him to in her letter? since “it would cheer james up” (and likely lily and harry too) :D

crying THANK U ANGEL

this was like a punch to the jugular bc this made me think about the childhood harry deserved to have, specifically him growing up with sirius absolutely spoiling him

i'm crying it's fine whatever!!!!

#harry potter #sirius black