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No Longer Yours

James Potter x Female!Reader

IB: In The Cold November Rain by @sweetsweetjellybean (Make sure to check it out, it’s incredible and one of the best I’ve ever read !)

A/N: First, I wanna say thank you to @sweetsweetjellybean for letting me be inspired by her story even though I am stupid, lol, but seriously (not kissing ass), check her series out; it is fantastic. Thank you to everyone for the kind comments, reblogs, and likes. I'm overwhelmed with love, and I'm so thankful that people actually want to read more of what I write but anyways, enjoy!

Summary: James had disregarded you for multiple years, but when you have an epiphany in your final year, how does it feel to taste his own medicine?

Warning: It may contain swearing and soon-to-be smut.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

"Are you sure you don't want me to walk you all the way?" Your mother asked, squeezing your hand.

"I'll be fine," You caressed her hand, "I'm still your baby, though."

She laughed lightly, "Make sure to write always," She held your face with her hands, "Have fun; it's your last year."

You touched her hand on your cheek, "I will."

You hugged her one last time, taking in her scent. Every time you said bye to her, it was as sad as the first, without you crying and begging to stay.

"Okay," She smiled, taking her hands off your face, "Are you still sure you don't wanna wait for James here? I mean, you've done it all these years."

Little did she know, you had been ignoring James's letters, all 128 of them. He had been persistent, asking you what was wrong and begging for a reply to know you were safe.

You even received a letter from his mother, Euphemia Potter, asking how you were and everything was in Paris. You would never have it in your heart to ignore Ms. Potter, so you replied dutifully and happily.

And then you got a letter from him saying,

Dear Y/n,

Are you really going to reply to my mother and not me?

Sincerely,

Your BEST FRIEND, James Potter.

You didn't reply, scoffing at the bolded best friend. The last letter you received was last week, him telling you he couldn't wait to see you and wanted to talk as soon as he got to you.

Bullshit.

"Yeah," You gulped, "I'm just gonna meet him inside."

"Well, I'm sure he misses you," She started fixing your coat, "I mean, you have been in Paris all of this time, and I just think it would be good for you to-"

You cut her off, pecking her cheek, "Love you!" You yelled, going towards the train.

She shook her head, "Be safe!"

You smiled at her, going through the wall to the train. The feeling still felt the same, nostalgic. This was the last time boarding the train, and it felt sad.

You remembered the first time you ever boarded it. James was practically high on excitement on his first day at Hogwarts. You were scared out of your bloody mind, not wanting to leave your mum and dad.

When you had finally stopped crying and holding onto your mother's leg, James was the one to hold your hand and tell you that he would take care of you.

Maybe that was the first time you had realized James was more than a friend to you, or perhaps you were a naive child.

But either way, he was the one that you needed protecting from. You realized he hadn't been your friend since the fourth year.

But this year wasn't about James; it was about you having the best last year of Hogwarts that you could have ever had.

You boarded the train, moving through the compartments to where Marlene, Mary, Dorcas, and Lily usually were.

Compartment 222.

It was pretty lucky; it is where you guys first met.

You opened the compartment, "Did you guys miss me?"

They excitedly cheered, "Now tell me, Y/n, how many French boys did you end up shagging in France?" Marlene asked.

"I would say about thirty, oui oui." You joked in a French accent as they all started laughing.

You sat down next to Dorcas, giving her a side hug. You saw Lily and Mary whisper something to each other, to which Mary said, "Just say it!"

You could see Dorcas in the corner of your eye, shaking her head no aggressively. Apparently, Marlene was the only one not in the plan, continuing to look at her newsletter.

Your eyebrow raised, "Am I missing something?"

"It's really nothing," Lily nervously said.

"Okay, so what is it?" You laughed.

"Well," Lily fiddled with her fingers, "You know how you specifically requested that none of us tell James that you were replying to our letters and not purposely ignoring him."

You said, "Uhuh." Already knowing where this going.

"Well, I accidentally let it slip out over the letter you had spoken to Marlene and me." She admitted.

Your mouth agape, "Lily."

"I know, I know," She groaned, "It was a total accident."

"How do you accidentally slip something out over letter?" Marlene snorted, earning a glare from Lily, but she still looked at her newsletter.

"What did he say after?" You asked, kneading your forehead.

"Why is she ignoring me?" Lily answered, "I just said it was none of my business, nor was I involved."

The group stayed in silence, waiting for you to reply.

You sighed, thinking about how much James would bother you more now that he knew you ignored him.

"Are you mad at me?" Lily asked quietly.

"No, of course not," You smiled, looking at her, "I just don't want to talk to him and explain everything,"

"Who says you have to?" Mary asked.

You looked at her confused, "I just can't ignore him." You said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"And why not?" Marlene asked, now looking at you.

You opened your mouth to reply, but nothing came out. You thought about it harder, and why wouldn't you be able to ignore James? Maybe it was hard because you have never done it before.

"So I just don't reply when he tries to talk to me?" You asked.

"Well, I don't support this, but," Lily started, "You could always just walk away when he says something to you."

"Wouldn't that be mean?" You asked.

"What did I tell you in person and in the letter?" Dorcas asked as you looked at her.

"Give him hell."

"So do it." She said.

They were right; you couldn't keep explaining to James what he did wrong; you just had to be done with him. You missed your friendship, but it took a turn years ago; you never said anything.

And you had to start not caring about him.

"So, how was your guy's summer?" You changed the subject, grinning as Marlene went on about how she perfected her Quidditch skills and would finally be the best chaser at Hogwarts.

Then Lily talked about her poetry that she started over the summer and how her sister had ripped a few of them, but she fixed them with a single swish of her wand and appreciated magic more.

Mary talked about how many soap operas she had seen and how she might even go into it after she graduates from Hogwarts.

Lastly, Dorcas talked about how this year was her year to be a seeker and how she got a whole book collection from her sister in New Zealand.

You began talking about how you tasted so many new foods and learned a bit of French, showing off your knowledge of the profound language.

You were interrupted by someone opening the compartment doors, "Hello," Remus greeted as you stood up to hug him immediately.

He caught you as you almost made him fall over by the movement, "Remmy, how much I have missed you," You said, kissing him on the cheek.

"And Y/n, how was France?" He asked, smiling.

"Quite a bore; every man was all over me; I was getting exhausted," You exhaled, sitting back in your seat.

"Well, if you ever want to get with a real man, I'm here, Y/n," Sirius said, nudging next to you as you looked disgusted.

"Did you have to bring him?" Dorcas asked Remus, rolling her eyes.

"He insisted," Remus shrugged.

"There needs to be some form of restraining order against him by all of us," Mary sighed.

"I thought his STDs were enough of a restraining order for us to keep away from him," Marlene teased.

Sirius interrupted before another insult could be made, "Ladies, this Sirius Black hate train is honestly starting to hurt," He pretended to be hurt.

"Aww, poor baby," You said in a baby voice, pinching his cheek as he swooshed your hand away.

"Now, Y/n, why are you ignoring poor Prongs?" Sirius asked as you wanted to throw him out of the train through the window.

"I thought he told you to dance around the question," Remus snorted.

Sirius disregarded, "What did my poor, stupid boy do this time?"

"I'm afraid it's none of your business, Black." You simply said.

"It is my business when my friend is sulking and bringing down my mood," He explained, "So why are you upset with him?" He asked.

Marlene abruptly laughed, "I'm sorry, but he really thought you would be the one Y/n would say something to,"

Sirius fake-laughed, "Oh McKinnon, I'll be laughing like that when you fall off of your arse on the field,"

Marlene mocked his facial expression as he did the same thing to her.

"May I please just arrive in peace without one word of James Potter? I'm begging." You reasoned.

"Well, at least I can tell him I tried and that Moony was no help." He glared at Remus.

"I told you I wasn't going to talk to her for him; it was all up to you," Remus said as Sirius went outside, and Remus waved everyone goodbye before closing the doors.

You could already tell it was going to be a long year.

After finally sorting the first year, everyone was allowed to dine. One thing you always missed about Hogwarts was the fantastic food; it was always incredible.

You were sitting in between Remus and Dorcas when Remus abruptly got up.

"Where are you going?" You asked, mid-laugh from a joke Marlene had made about Dumbledore and McGonagall in their secret chamber.

"Don't kill me," Remus stated before leaving. You looked confused, and James took the spot in front of you. You rolled your eyes, turning back to your meal.

"Please talk to me, Y/n," James pleaded.

You continued to stay silent, not even giving him a look as you looked at Marlene. She shook her head, and you continued to eat.

"I just wanna know what I did," James begged.

When you still didn't respond, he grabbed ahold of your wrist in an attempt for you to look at him.

"Don't fucking touch me." You spat before getting up and leaving the dining hall, telling your friends you were just gonna meet them in the dorm.

You tried rushing to the common room, but James was behind you.

"Y/n!" He yelled, speed-walking after you.

You continued to ignore him, going to the common room until you were stuck with the singing lady at the door who would not give it a rest.

"You have to talk to me," James demanded while the lady continued to screech.

"I don't have to do a thing you say," You scoffed, "In fact, I would prefer if you screwed off and stopped talking to me."

You went to one of the corridors, trying to escape him, but he followed you.

"Can't you just explain to me what I could've done for you to treat me like this?" He said roughly.

You turned to him, "There is not a single, simple explanation of what you could've done; there is a book of things," You snapped, "And treat you like this? Ever since I fucking stepped foot into your life, you have continued to treat me like shit." You stepped closer, "I stuck with you despite Lily, despite what other people said, and despite what you have shown me."

He continued to stay silent, "And now that I finally stick up for myself, I've done you horribly? Bullshit." You spat, "You have continued to show me exactly why I will never ever love you again, and yeah, for a matter of fact, I did love you, but you don't deserve me and never will."

Your words shocked him, not being able to mutter a word.

"Now you have nothing to say?" You manically laughed, "The smooth-talking and fantastic golden boy that shocked the century has nothing to say? What a pathetic-"

He kissed you suddenly precipitously, his tongue entering your mouth, entangling with yours.

For a second, you were drunk on his mouth, engaging with his kiss with as much passion as he gave you. His hand pulls on your hair lightly, making you moan.

His lips went from your mouth to your neck, sucking hard, red marks into your skin, knowing it would bruise.

Then you remembered everything. You remembered James's bitter words, his voice mocking you, and the boys laughing in the locker room.

You pushed his hard chest off you, breathing hard from the whole interaction. He looked at you, breathing as hard as you; realizing what he had done, he tried to touch your hand, but you pushed him again.

Tears brimmed in your eyes, "You're such an asshole," You cried, going to the Gryffindor common room.

You rushed up the stairs, immediately going into your bed. You couldn't believe what had just happened.

A part of you wanted to be grateful, grateful that you pushed him off, and realized that he only wanted to be with you when he felt convenient.

Another part of you wanted to continue kissing him, laughing with him, hugging him. You knew it wouldn't be easy, but you had never figured it would be painful.

What if you had loved James for so long that you didn't know anything but to love him?

It was stupid and pathetic.

You were tired of being stupid and pathetic, you just wanted to move on from James Potter and get away from him, and if that wasn't possible, you had to make him regret being friends with you in the first place.

So you did.

You got up fresh and early in the morning when all of your roommates were sleeping, taking a shower immediately.

You looked in the mirror, your mascara smudged and dark red and purple hickies wearing your skin. You placed a shit-load of powder and concealer to cover up the parts you could.

You tried several spells to cover it up as best as possible, changing into your uniform.

You slipped into the most showing tights you could and wore your skirt from the fifth year that you so obviously outgrew, showing almost your ass cheeks.

You would be thankful not to get a write-up from McGonagall.

You unbuttoned two buttons off the top of your shirt, showing a tiny bit of your bra. It wasn't the most rebellious or seductive, but it could work.

The first challenge of that day was Potions; all of your friends were there, including all of the Marauders. But, thanks to Merlin was also Jacob Carrow's class, the Slytherin Captain that James hated with a burning passion.

They both could not be in the same room without spitting a hateful insult at the other. James once had a dream that you and Jacob had gone out, and he refused to talk to you for an entire day until you convinced him you would never do that.

You never considered yourself a liar.

The only problem was that Jacob was a dickhead, but so was James. You were surprised they didn't get along, maybe in another life.

You went inside Potions with your friend group, and you spotted Jacob Carrow in the back with an empty seat next to him as you told your friends you were gonna sit in the back.

You were thankful none of his friends were around him; it would be ten times more unbearable.

You sat next to him with a wide grin painted on your face, trying not to show your pain.

"Sitting next to me, Y/n?" He smirked, "I thought you were Potter's little puppy."

You tried to ignore your annoyance, "Pets tend to lean away from their owner at points; I guess that's my case." You shrugged.

"I am no Potter; I don't like having little girls follow me and do my shit for me." You could tell he was insulting you, but you stood tall.

"Good thing girls don't like to be in your presence." You snickered.

He smiled, "Love a kitty with claws," He leaned into his chair, "What do you want?"

"Do I have to want something?" You asked, popping your chest out to show your tits as he looked down at your face.

"You finally trying to make your boy toy jealous?" He asked.

You dropped the facade, "Are you gonna help me or not?"

"Control the temper, baby; I just wanna know what's in it for me." His body faced you.

"Isn't James being angry enough?" You asked.

"Nah, I can piss off Potter by just existing." He replied.

"What do you want?" You asked, half-annoyed.

"Meadows on a date with me."

You laughed, "Dorcas would never go on a date with you."

"Then no deal." He said with a fake smile.

"Ugh, fine, I'll talk to her if you just make James's life hell for a few minutes." You said.

"Okay, deal." He smiled, "Do you want me to touch you or,"

"Sure, but don't overdo it." You warned.

"I love when you flatter yourself." He said as James walked in, laughing with the Marauders.

Jacob immediately placed a hand on your thigh, slightly higher than preferred, but you continued smiling.

You started fake-laughing at Jacob's joke, which immediately caught James's attention. You looked behind you, and James's head looked like it would explode.

You looked back at Carrow, touching his shoulder and admiring how much muscle he had.

"What else do you want me to do?" He said through his teeth.

"I'll scoot closer to you, and you can put your hand on my waist." You suggested as he nodded.

You faced the front as Jacob touched your waist, tickling you with his fingers as you laughed.

"Mind keeping it down?" James scowled, "Not everyone wants to fucking hear that shit."

"How about you piss off, Potter?" Jacob mocked as he gripped your waist tighter, which pissed off James even more.

Before James could say another word, Slughorn started the class.

Throughout the class, Jacob would squeeze your thigh or tickle you, almost rising to touch your tits. Whenever he did those actions, you would giggle, earning daggers from James.

Once Slughorn instructed everyone to look inside their microscopes at the different ingredients used in Veritaserum, you took the opportunity to sit on Jacob's lap, looking in the microscope as he bounced you with his knee, causing you to laugh.

This really pissed James off, him storming up to you both. He grabbed your arm, practically flying you off of Jacob.

"Mr. Potter!" Slughorn yelled as the class watched the entire thing.

"Don't you dare fucking touch her," James said brusquely.

Jacob scoffed, "What will you do about it, Potter?" He stood, going closer to James.

You rolled your eyes due to the amount of testosterone in this conversation.

James got closer as you grabbed his hand, pushing him back, "Stop it." You said to him as he looked at you.

He grabbed your wrist, dragging you out of the classroom to an abandoned bathroom.

"James, let go of me!" You yelled as he pushed you inside the bathroom.

He was fuming, and you could tell which scared you. You hadn't seen him this angry since he lost a Quidditch match against the very man's lap you were on.

"You dragged me in here, so is there something you have to say?" You looked at him angrily, hands on your hips.

"Us not being friends anymore doesn't allow you to be a slut," He ridiculed.

You slapped him, "Don't you fucking dare call me a slut; I can do whatever the fuck I want,"

He wiped his mouth with a smile, "You think he gives a shit about you? He would fuck you and then dump you." He said as he moved closer, and you backed up.

"You don't know a thing," You replied nervously.

"He wouldn't even clean you up after," He continued, "He would let you rot there like a slut," Another step closer, which you took backward. You didn't understand if he purposely tried to intimidate or lecture you.

He didn't stop.

"He would tell all of his friends after," Another step, "He wouldn't dare spare you a minute after," Another step, "You would mean nothing," You were backed into the wall now, "But it's okay because you can do whatever the fuck you want."

"James." You kept eye contact with him, his eyes beaming into yours.

His mouth lowered to your ear, "But I think you want me to give a shit; you wanna see me mad." His hand snaked to your waist, "I guess you win." His body left yours, storming out of the bathroom.

Did you really win?

A/N: Y/n: 2, James 0??? There is also an alternate chapter to this because I couldn't stop writing two plots LOL.

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cressthebest · 6 days

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Crimson Rivers thoughts pt. 19

chapter 33:

1. awwww being close to sirius again is the best part of reg’s life now

2. “James nearly breaks his fucking neck to do a double-take as soon as Regulus is led out again. If he was a dog, his ears would be standing straight up in intense interest. Sirius whacks him on the back of his head in what seems to be a reflex, most likely because James is doing absolutely nothing to hide the fact that he's currently undressing Regulus with his eyes.”

😭😭😭 james, keep it in your pants

3. i love that when people are jokingly mean to james, the first thing he does is call for his mum. he’s such a momma’s boy

4. james and reg being dressed up pretty <3333

5. effie and monty 💕💕🥰🥰

6. i love everyone teasing james and regulus for their crushes. they’re so funny 😭😭

7. oh. james leaving a flower at the door everyday is reg’s reason for getting up in the morning

8. their disabilities are not being ignored!!!!

9. i- they’re gonna have to visit the districts of all their friends from the arena, knowing that they walked those same streets and breathed that same air, and have to be fine

10. 😧 district twelve was where remus lived. i- sirius is not gonna do well

11. plsss lyall is so scared of why sirius would be knocking at his door

12. stop, this conversation with lyall is making me cry

13. lyall is gonna write remus a letter. i’m SOBBING

14. sirius missing remus is making me miss him too

15. “"You just found out my son is a murderer," Lyall informs him, raising his eyebrows slowly.

Sirius blinks. "Mr. Lupin, I'm also a murderer. I've killed twelve people."”

😳 they’re both on thin ice but that exchange is also unnecessarily funny

16. 😭😭😭😭 sirius, buddy, you just told lyall that you and remus had sex. my boy, pls think before speaking next time

17. 😭😭😭 he just rambled more and admitted to being in love. sir 😭😭

chapter 34:

1. DORCAS SEES MARLENE FROM THE TRAIN

2. DORLENE HUGGG!! FUCK YEAH

3. i’m so mad at the riches that victors and the hollow receive, while there are literally people in starvation

4. god, they’re so gay. dorcas just gave marlene her ring

5. i can’t fucking deal with this. james sees vanity and hodges’ families

6. i knew i couldn’t deal with it, cause james’ speech to the families is making me cry

7. 😬 shit they just did the hallow is hollow chant. shit shit shit

8. james, stop being so harsh on yourself. you deserve the same grace that you gave sirius

9. 😧 evans only friend was regulus. i- i am not okay at all

10. sobbing, shit shit shit. they’re looking at evan’s tree

11. “They talk a lot, him and Evan. Or Evan's ghost. Regulus tells him secrets that he's never told another soul. Evan is his best friend, so why shouldn't he?”

deep breath. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

12. 😭😭😭 regulus deciding that he must climb the tree even tho he doesn’t really want to

13. !!!! progress!! reg wants to sleep in james’ room!

14. “He won't see Evan in his dreams again for a long, long time.” 😐 i want to stare into author’s soul cause i hate them for this line

(also, if anyone knows author’s pronouns and could let me know, that would be great. idk if it’s something they shared or not, but if it is, i’d like to know)

#marauders #regulus black #james potter #fanfic #jegulus #sirius black #dorcas x marlene #dorcas meadowes #marlene mckinnon #dorlene #sunseeker #starchaser #evan rosier #effie potter #euphemia potter #monty potter #fleamont potter #lyall lupin

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allamericanb-tch · 15 days

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crimson rivers thoughts (7)

@tastetherainbow290 more!! this one is longer

chapter 12

remus pov!!

LILY MENTION i love you lily i hope we see more of her in this

oh no wait what happened

wolfstar is wolfstarring

oh no the games. ugh.

regulus pov <3 i hope he finds evan

snake jump scare

james pov already wow ok

vanity!!! she lives

them boiling the water they’re so smart i love james

taking a break to eat dinner i will be back later.

ok i am back. (i love that im saying this as if my thoughts are being shared in real time)

“you’re going after regulus aren’t you” right as always, pete.

“stop thinking with your cock” PETER you icon

regulus pov again! i hope he finds james

water!!!!! huzzah

what is this spider 😭

james pov again

omg who died

i know it wasn’t regulus but i hope he is okay

wait is the spider like the wolf things?! that’s terrifying actually

omg irene and mathias hi

james interrogating them about regulus 😭

nice one regulus look at you killing avery spider

the lovers have been reunited!!!!

reggie come on don’t kill james

“he’s absolutely gorgeous” james now is not the time 😭

“you’re hesitating, love” AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

james “if i have to tie you up and carry you there, you are coming with me” potter

why is james flirting with regulus right now 😭 read the room james

james going with regulus because regulus wont go with james

“what’s it going to be”

chapter 13

another spice warning for this chapter… more jegulus content?! or is it wolfstar. probably wolfstar. although that’s what i said last time and it was jegulus..

young jegulus ❤️‍🩹

“James has always been that infuriating mixture of wonderful and stupid” yeah that’s james.

HELP WHY IS JAMES BEAT BOXING

james. sweetie. i know you don’t want to kill the cute little family of deer but your only other option is to starve to death.

ok but why is this sad

i guess they choose starvation??

james missing sirius ☹️

“we’re a great big tragedy” that is exactly what jegulus is. you summed it up perfectly, thanks regulus

“do you think we would have gotten married” james 😭

REGULUS TRIPPING OVER THAT you know what you did james

“if it was you asking, you know i would have” ahhhhh

of course regulus ate the snake that tried to kill him. icon behavior.

eeeeeeeee jegulus

THE HANDCUFFS james get your mind out of the gutter

“mum dad look away im having impure thoughts” 😭

james doesn’t have his glasses?! how is he seeing right now

me rn: 💔

WHY IS IT ENDING HERE

i can’t even be mad about it because i love dorcas

omg dorcas!!! she’s safe

slow painful death ☹️ gotta be the worst kind

dorlene <333

why is marlene shocked that dorcas enjoyed the games when she was young. she is literally a hallow. and she was a child??

ok they’re flirting now

eeeeeee they’re kissing

ok more than kissing

“eyes up here sweetheart” dorcas im in love with you

i love dorlene this is a nice break from the arena

noooo the moment has been interrupted

fab and gid ☹️ don’t remind me

and its over.

chapter 14

im scared for this one

i really hope evan doesn’t die

“do fish even have brains” 😭 james please

james shamelessly being in love with regulus ugh i love them

of course james has a knife kink

the story <3

yeah sirius would try to eat rocks

“Your gifts at twelve were a lot different than they are at twenty-five” jamesss you

THE PARTING GIFT james you’re teasing the viewers

“everything proceeds to go wrong all at once.” oh no

evan?! i hope that isn’t you

james killed him. oh. my.

regulus is os caring ❤️‍🩹

james having a crisis

they’re holding hands omg

“all james wants is him”

MULCIBER

run joey run (glee cast version)

ouchie that seems like it hurt (wow. great observation from me.)

“when mulciber has a sword to his throat it’s not sexy at all” i would hope not?!

“he looks rather terrifying in a sexy way” james. babe. keep it in your pants you’re about to DIE

ok regulus

this is stressful. i know they both live but it is stressful nonetheless.

yes james you go girl

HE JUST CHOPPED HIS HAND OFF???!!!!

the spear. i’m getting rue flashbacks.

I KNOW THEY LIVE BUT STILL

EVAN!!!!!!!! he’s alive and here to save the day

i love that evan calls regulus lover boy

evan is going to die and i am not ready

not regulus thinking of james as his boyfriend

“both” ahhhh reggieeeee

jegulus + evan god tier combo

my face when james calls regulus love: 🤭

NO JAMES WHAT

YOU CANT END THE CHAPTER LIKE THIS?! THIS HAS TO BE SOME FORM OF CRUEL AND UNUSUAL PUNISHMENT

is james going to go full peeta and lose his leg too

should i read another chapter….

#crimson rivers #ok but my heart is BEATING

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moody-and-mad · 5 months

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I'm gonna post here some headcanons I have to characters, I'll start to Barty, my husband.

this idea is not original, I saw it on a person but idk how to tag, so if ur watching this, please don't get angry.😭

Barty's mum is an Italian (Sicily) witch called Giuliana Volpi, related to the important Italian quidditch player.

Barty knows Italian as a second language because when he was a child, his mum used to talk it with him.

She was the first one to understand how brilliant Barty was. He was too intelligent when he went to muggles primary school so his mum decided to let him pass the first year. In fact, he's one of the only wizards who started Hogwarts after having already attended the first year of muggle middle school.

Barty when his father was not there, had a great childhood, always with his mum and their house elf, winky.

When Crouch Sr was there, the house used to change. Smiles turned to long faces. And he was terrible, most of the time drunk. He used to be violent with them all and Barty has never had the courage to oppose

At Hogwarts he met at first Regulus who had a terrified expression. He immediately decided, that scared child would have been his best friend.

the first time he saw Evan, he thought he was an angel, like in that Roman museum.

During the years, he got closer with Pandora, who always knew everything.

Dorcas was who introduced him to the world of punk and metal

He loves metal

He turned his hair green in the fifth year, because his mum told him that he looked like his father

He hates Sirius Black, the person who ruined his best friend life.

He loves flirting and he's got a "famous crush" for Remus Lupin. It means that he used to say that he was the most handsome guy in the world and all that stuff more for the meme than because he really wanted to have something with him

He's queer and hates labels, but probably poly who decides to have a monogamous relationship with Evan because Evan wanted to.

He's got an own philosophy, he considers sex and feeling two different things which are not always the same.

he's friend with Mary McDonald and they will never say that but they fucked.

He loves nailart but he's not good at it so Pandora usually paints his nails.

He loves muggles films, especially musicals

When he discovered Evan's parents were German, decided to learn by heart how to talk Germa

he's one of the one people who were able to get 12 owls, thanks to the time turner.

he is never serious and mature, except when it was about his time turner.

he felt for Evan in the fourth grade but it was only in the sixth that he realized it.

sometimes Evan was jealous of the relationship between him and Regulus because they were really close but just in a platonic way.

His variant is Yungblud.

#harry potter #marauders #barty crouch junior #rosekiller #queer #wolfstar #jily #swifties #sirius black

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silverspriings · 1 year

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For marauders requests, maybe a James Potter x reader where they bake a cake together for reader’s birthday. Just a bunch of fluff, making a mess but not caring because they’re having so much fun! You don’t have to do it, obviously, but I hope you enjoy writing it if you do! Thank you 💖

CAKE? — james potter

summary: james has gone to visit you, his muggleborn partner, over the holiday break, which just so happens to fall on your birthday.

pairings: james potter x gender neutral!reader

wc: 0.9k

notes: thx so much for the request, it was so fun to write one :)

james absolutely loves visiting your home over the holidays.

your parents adore him, even though they were initially wary of your pureblood wizard boyfriend. james thinks your house is adorable and loves to see how the muggle knick-knacks work inside. james can imagine what life will be like out of hogwarts with you when he visits.

fortunately for james, you birthday falls over the holiday break, which means he can go as far as he wants to celebrate and show his love for you. and boy has he gone to lengths.

two years ago, james threw a massive hide and seek party with all of your friends. it started at your house and required gallons of floo powder. you traveled all the way from your parent's quaint english home to a ballet in france with sirius, a quidditch match in morocco with marlene and even a ballroom in vienna with james to dance the night away.

last year, james threw a party with almost your entire year at hogwarts in his home. you felt incredibly loved and appreciated that day, but the party was so huge, loud, and extravagant that you almost felt suffocated by appreciation.

as james arrived to your home the night before your birthday, you stopped him at the door ready to speak your mind.

"james," you firmly spoke, "we have something to talk about."

"OH MERLIN, are you breaking up with me????" exclaimed james.

"what?! no- i- oh lord," you sighed in defeat.

"oh, well then," james regained his charming grin, "continue, my darling forever lover who is definitely not breaking up with me."

you led james inside to curl up on your sofa by the fire. you loved this room in the evening: the cozy ambience was strong as pine scented candles burned alongside the glowing orange fireplace.

"i'm so sorry if you were planning something big, but i think i want my birthday to be somewhat... small this year. less, um, flashy," you sheepishly confessed. you felt nervous to see james's reaction. james was THE party man. it didn't matter if school was in session or out of session, if he had access to every bottle of fireswhiskey or none at all, james knew had to throw a party. you were just unsure of what he would do when told not to.

"y/n," james lightly grabbed both of your cheeks, tilting your gaze back up to meet his. "of course we can ease up some. it's your day, not mine. i'm sorry if the past years have been too much..."

"no! no. i have loved my birthdays. they've been incredible every year. this time, i just want to spend it with my closest friends in my house doing silly stuff that we love."

"i'm sure remus will be happy to try to beat you at wizard's chess on your birthday."

"and dorcas can give us all tarot readings."

"do you still want sirius to bring the firewhiskey?"

you give him a knowing 'duh' kind of look.

"noted. cake?"

"how about we just make one? i think my mum has all the stuff in the house."

and that's how you got yourself in your current situation.

you and james stared at the ingredients laid out on the countertop. everything was there: eggs, flour, sugar, and a bunch of other ingredients that you and james convinced each other belong in a cake.

"do we just... start?" james asked timidly.

"don't be scared of the food, james, it's not going to bite you," you scoffed, rolling your eyes at your boyfriend. but did you know how to bake a cake from scratch either? no.

after a quick consultation with one of the old, dusty cookbooks your mother kept in the kitchen, you began your work on the cake.

"pass me three eggs," you instructed james. you two had developed a systems where he would measure out the ingredients and give them to you while you poured them into the mixing bowl. both of you were tense, very nervous to mess up your creation.

"two cups of flour," you got out just before a cloud of white dust hit you in the side of the face.

your eyes slid over to your boyfriend to find him giggling like a schoolgirl, caught red handed. well, white. he had a clump of flour in his fist, ready to throw more at you.

"oh you are so in trouble, potter."

you reached across the counter for the egg carton. james circled the kitchen island, flour in hand ready to launch at you. you held an egg in each of your fists for crushing on top of his perfect brown curls.

after a quick (but intense) stare-down, you made a run for james curling around the island, almost catching up to him in the process. however, your fuzzy socks and the kitchen tiles had a different idea. your feet slid across the floor as you fell forward into your boyfriend. the two eggs remained in your grip as you reached out for james to catch your fall.

and then he got a face full of egg.

you were both laying on the floor, with you on top. your hands had ended up reaching for his face, which cracked the eggs over his glasses and released the insides all over his face.

he let out a dramatic cry as you began laughing hysterically over him. to shut you up, he brought the flour he still held onto up to your face, spreading powder over every clean part of your face.

his hands moved to your hips to hold you tight to him as you laughed even harder. you barely even noticed the james was not laughing, only admiring your glee with a fond, loving gaze (admiring as much as he could with his glasses coated in egg yolk).

once your hearty laughter had tempered to soft giggles, james lifted both of you up to stand covered in cake ingredients in the middle of the kitchen.

after cleaning each other at the sink, you finished your cake. less precision and more love went into it than in your earlier, stressed state. you weren't sure if your friends would appreciate the taste of a cake made with lots of love and too little edibleness, but you knew you would.

in that moment, you were grateful that you got to spend your birthday with people that truly care for you, and a boy who truly loves you.

sorry this took a while to come out, i've been kinda busy, but hopefully i can post more consistently!

#james potter #marauders fic #marauders era #marauders #james potter x reader #james potter fluff #fluff fic

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kissofchrysantheum · 1 year

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Frank and Alice Longbottom Headcannons

Alice Longbottom

Alice is a nickname for Adalheidis

Born on June 21st 1960

Between 5 and 5’2

Has heterochromia (one blue one violet eye)

Has fiery curly red hair with white strands throughout (it kind of like how Rhaenys Targaryen was suppose to look and is depicted in Panagiota Mylona’s fan art)

Lots of freckles

Is either a metamorphamgaus or a parseltounge (her dad is a metamorpmagus and her Mum is a parselmouth I do not know whose genetics would win.)

Her parents were best friends and she is the result of a one night stand

Has a large family including half and step siblings

Her mother, a Prewett married Florian Fortescue while her father a Griffiths married a Bulstrode. Both raised Alice as if she was there own.

Likes Floriograohy

Played Quiditch

Great at herbology

Was a hat stall between Gryffindor (where her brothers were) and Slytherin eventually Gryfindor won out because she wanted to be with Frank and she threaten the sorting hat saying that she would have her one of brothers set it on fire

Is childhood friends with Frank

In Lily and the Marauaders year (I know this is unlikely but I like it all we know was she was a respected Auror by the time she was tortured which was likely between 1984 and 1986 not in 1981 giving Alice plenty of time to be a respected Auror by the time she was tortured. It was a war which would give her more opportunities to prove herself and who knows with the ongoing war the Auror training that takes three years may have been cut back to get more Aurors out there.)

Augusta really dislikes her and only puts up with Alice because Frank threatened to go no contact

Had two abortions one on 1975 and the other iin early 1978, she also had a pregnancy scare in 1976 and a miscarriage in early 1979 before she got pregnant with Neville (her and Frank were kind of careless and according to statistics Nearly 1 in 5 births to teens, ages 15–19, are repeat births. Most (86%) are 2nd births Some teens are giving birth to a 3rd (13% of repeat births) or 4th up to 6th child (2% of repeat births) and About 1 in 5 sexually active teen mothers use the most effective types of birth control after they have given birth.)

Started dating Frank in 1974

Married Frank as soon as she could after graduation

Neville was an entirely planned baby. Frank and Alice wanted something permanent,a part of each other in case one of them did not survive the war.

Was mentored by Alastair Moody who was also her Uncle through marriage

Her father and many of her brothers were also Aurors.

Alice was generally liked but girls were jealous of her relationship with Frank which resulted in her being bullied

Was plump or Plus sized

Had insecurities about how she looked and would require lots of reassurance from Frank which he did not mind giving (he was an extremely understanding and caring boyfriend

Her insecurities were partly the result of her mother fat shaming her and favouring her stepsister

Her patronus was a Phoenix

Frank would call her Ace, Aces, Gem, Pearl, Flower, Al or Ali

Wore heels a lot due to her height difference from Frank

Stole his Quiditch jumpers all the time

Rarely wore her own clothes

Would steal food off Frank plate constantly

Besties with Pandora, Xenopholius, Edgar and Caradoc

Was also friends with Marlene, Lily, Emmeline, Dorcas, Sirius, James, Remus, Sybil, Ethan MacDogoual, Peter and others

Was friendly enough with Regulus although she mainly put up with him for Pandora’s sake

She and Marlene were co-godmothers to Harry ( I like either Marlene or Alice being his godmother and as I can not choose they are co godmothers. Harry has three godparents deal with it)

Despite being younger she was like the big sister Lily wished she had

Swears like a sailor to the point that Neville’s first word was b*tch

Was a bastard (she was legitimised after her seventh birthday)

Frank Longbottom

Frank’s full name is Francis Castor Joseph Kristopher Elroy Algernon Longbottom

His parents are Augusta and Elroy Longbottom

Mixed race (Augusta is black, Elroy is white)

Born January 17th 1957

Between 6’5 and 6’9 (I imagine the Longbottoms as really tall)

Heir to house Longbottom

Had an older brother who died at seventeen leading to Frank becoming heir at fourteen

Had four older sisters, one older brother, three younger brother, two younger sisters (one was stillborn)

Siblings names are in order Berniece, Cerenna, Deirdre, Emphyria, Aldous,(Frank) Genesis, Genavene, Hendrix, Isaias, and Jaqueline

Was in Gryfinndor

Adored Alice

He and Alice were in a secret relationship for almost two years because it made Alice more comfortable but all here wanted to do was tell people she was his girlfriend

Played Quiditch

Was Headboy and Quiditch captain

Asked Alice out dozens of times before she said yes despite her liking him as well. He later learnt that she though Frank had been joking all those times as she could never believe that a guy like him would want to be more than friends with a girl like her

Proposed 3 times before Alice said yes

Had two wedding ceremonies one with just him and Alice (and witnesses) and a big wedding with all there friends and family. The small ceremony was there favourite.

Followed in his father’s footsteps and became an Auror

Is not as gifted at herbology as Alice but likes it nonetheless

Quite popular

His weakness is Alice

He is cool and collected while Alice is hothead and temperamental

The only time he lost his cool was when someone dared to insult or make Alice uncomfortable (protective BFF/husband)

Pretended to act like he was annoyed by Alice stealing his clothes and food but he actually loved it

Alice calls him Frankie and she is the only one allowed to

Is quite confident unless he is with Alice then he gets nervous

Brought Alice breakfast in bed whenever he could when she was pregnant

Went no contact with his parents (his mother in particular) after Alice had been insulted one too many times. He told his mother and sisters if they could not be civil with Alice then to not talk to him until they could. Alice always came first.

Was there for both of Alice’s abortions and never blame her nor left her side. He wanted the children but he respected her decision he loves her and never resents her for not being ready to be a mum.

Frank did more housework then Alice

Every night he went home to Alice he would always keep her close in bed reassuring himself she was there and she was fine.

Older brother figure to the Marauders

Would often have to stop Alice from ending up in a fight

Other Headcannons

They were never tortured to insanity (who am I kidding that is canon. I take no arguments on this)

They both wanted a large family.

They had a large family. At least six kids excluding Neville. The only reason they slowed down was Alice’s health

Both rose through the ranks in the Auror Office

Alice became Head Auror

Frank became the Deputy head of the DMLE

Were members of the second order

Their family survived both wars

Took family picnics often

Gardened as a family

Cooked as a family

Had two wedding ceremonies one just for them (they eloped) the second was for family. No one beside the officiant and witnesses are aware of the elopement

Both of them saw through Dumbledore

Both Longbottoms had tattoos and piercings

Were partners at work and at home. They were known as the gamblers in the Auror office because they always took risks.

Frank and Alice rarely fought

Frank would often tease about how short she was and she would often call Frank an insufferable giant

Alice and Frank are magical soulmates (I take no criticism on this) and it is one of the reason Augusta eventually put up with Alice as she and Elroy were soulmates as well

Frank and Alice are very much in love, like extremely, they are head over heels for each other but they are also kick arse Aurors( there is absolutely NO CHEATING. I have read far to many fics for my liking that have one of Fralice cheating on the other. Give them any other storyline if you really want them to break up for a while in your fic before getting back together use one of Fralice’s parents hating their partner or they grow apart or they are a very different person around others or they break up after an abortion or if you really want to have a cheating storyline involving Fralice maybe that is how Fralice gets together by one or both of them cheating on their partner and the fall out of that. I absolutely hate the Fralice trope come up with something original cheating is not the only way to make them interesting.

Frank and Alice will sometimes use muggle fighting techniques on Death Eaters when they are bored

Did it like rabbits

Always touching each other (not always sexually it could be hugging, holding hands, a hand around the waist, head on shoulder)

Had a surprise baby at 40 (Alice) and 44 (Frank)

Most of their babies were unplanned but welcomed surprises (Frank is a little forgetful on the potion and charm side of things and Alice is so busy she doesn’t notice either.) eventually Frank had a vasectomy (or the wizard if counterpart) it worked for several years but then it reversed itself and we’ll surprise baby

Alice was pissed when she found out she was pregnant at forty and Frank slept on the couch for at least a week

Had most of their babies young so while the children were off at Hogwarts they could travel (it worked for the first few years before the surprise baby out there plans on hold)

Augusta did not like the fact that the women suceeding her as Lady Longbottom was a legitimatimized bastard but what she hated more was the fact her son dated Alice while she was a bastard. Augusta tolerated his friendship with the bastard (Alice) only because she came along with her family and they would not leave her home

Frank gave Alice hair combs and eventually began to make them so Alice has a large collection

The hair comb Headcannons was inspired by the fic And Then My Heart (With Pleasure Fills) by dehydrated_thot on Ao3 it is a Fem Neville Longbottom X Harry Potter (they are godsiblings) and Harry gives Niamh (fem neville) hair comb

I love Fralice so here are a few of my favourite fics with them in it

Just the two of us by dancerchic16 on Wattpad & Ao3 (incomplete but I love it) they are the main focus

Waterloo by auroraleigh1856 (ongoing but Fralice is a nice side pairing and I love it) Waterloo is a muggle Au and the main pairing is Jily it is currently in Frank.net

Armada by auroraleigh1856 (essentially a forbidden love take on Fralice with no Voldemort. It is a long shot) It is on both Ao3 and ff.net

Marauders: Growing up by Loadsofrandomness (Fralice is a side pairing) covers year 1-5 of Hogwarts

Marauders: Fighting back by Loadsofrandomness (sequel to Marauders: growing up) covers sixth year till October 1980 (it is completed and is the second in Loadofrandomness’ Marauders series the author is currently writing the 3rd instalment and has several more planned 7 in total last time I checked their page on ff.net) the stories are on both ff.net and Ao3

Amateurs at war by Natalie.Ana on both ff.net and a03 (the fic is currently incomplete and I do not know if the author is going to continue it but it is a great fic

The bonds we trust by rocks-my-socks on ff.net (Au where the Longbottoms are not tortured, take in Harry, Frank proves Sirius innocence and there are hints of wolf star in the last few chapters)

Only the Good Die Young by intothewilder& pinkpeppermintpatties on a03 (Fralice is a sidepairing

The Marauders by SilverThestral on ao3 (Fralice is a side pairing)

Of Arrogant Toerags and Rabid Redheads by messengeroflove on ao3 (Fralice is a side pairing)

#alice and frank longbottom #alice longbottom #frank longbottom #Longbottom family

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bloomvine02 · 2 years

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DOWNFALL - A Barty Crouch Epistolary

1979, July 10th

Dear Reg,

Where the hell did you go? The dark Lord has grown weary and even your brother seems to be worried.

You’re not dead, are you?

I don’t know if this owl will reach you. Or even find you. But if you do read it, know that whatever you've done to make you hide, I forgive you.

Your friend,

Barty.

1979, July 30th

Dear Reg,

I was angry that you didn't reply to my owl, thought you’d given up on being friends to be honest.

But then I read what happened. In a stupid newspaper.

It’s not fair.

Pandora managed to figure out where you went, by the way. What were you doing there?

It’s colder without you. Even though you were a serious git, you were my friend. You were our friend.

None of this is fair.

Your friend,

Barty.

1979, July 30th

Reggie,

I’m sorry. I should’ve been there. I should’ve asked how you were and where you were going.

Did you do this for him?

It’s painful without you. Do you remember when you would sneak into Ravenclaw tower during lightning storms, so I wouldn’t be scared.

Why did you die?

You were only 18.

All my love,

Dora x

1979, August 2nd

Hi mate,

Guess I wasn’t important enough to be told about your death first hand. It had to go through four people.

I found out from Pettigrew. Goddamn Pettigrew.

Dory told me to write this. Apparently she and Barty have been too.

I guess it’s my job to tell Dorcas then.

It’s dark without you.

Ev.

1979, August 3rd

Star boy,

Evan told me yesterday. Guess I should keep up on the news more often eh?

Sirius knows now. He and Remus finally read the news.

What hurts is, he’s taking it better than I am.

I won't let anyone talk bad about you in the order. It won’t happen.

I was told how you died. Where you were.

You died a hero.

To be honest I’m not sure if I’ll even send this anywhere. But it’ll be nice to have this for me.

It’s silent without you.

My affection,

Flowers x

1979, December 25th

Reg,

Merry Christmas. I got you a present.

Your mum made you a painting, in case you wanna show up in it. I left the box there. Come say hi.

Everyone’s round, even Dorcas.

We all miss you.

It’s not fair.

Barty.

1979, December 25th

Reggie,

Happy holidays.

I put some tinsel around your portrait frame this morning. Walburga will probably get Kreacher to take it down, you know how she hates tacky things, but it’s the thought that counts. Right?

Do you think of us?

Kreacher’s not doing too well either. He won’t talk to anyone, poor elf.

All my love,

Dora x

1979, December 25th

Hi mate,

Merry christmas and all that.

It doesn't feel like christmas.

Nothing feels like anything any more.

Love you mate,

Evan.

1979, December 25th

Hello Star Boy,

Sorry I couldn’t stay for long, your mother isn’t too fond of me.

I left you a card by your portrait. It’s open so you can read it if you decide to come by.

Evan left before me. I’m worried about him, he doesn’t smile like he used to.

Then again none of us do.

My affection,

Flowers x

1980, January 7th

Reg,

Everything happens so quickly. I guess this letter should be for two now. So let me start over:

Reg, Evan,

The days become so dark. So, so dark without you.

The darkness allows my mind to wander. I don’t want it to wander.

I guess we all knew you would never go down without a fight Ev. I would ask if you’re up there, with Reg, but at this point if there were a God? He wouldn’t have killed my two best friends.

It’s not fair.

Barty.

1980, January 10th

Reggie,

Did you meet Evan by the doors up there? He missed you, though I guess he got the easy way out. I love you.

Ev,

Dorcas won’t talk to us. To anyone. I think she thinks your death was her fault. But it wasn’t. It was Moody.

I love both of you boys,

Dory x

1980, January 11th

Hi.

I don’t know why I’m writing this. I gave up on trying a while back. What’s the point if you’re not even going to read it.

But if somehow you’re here watching me write this. I miss you. Both of you.

I'm done though. Done with the letters to no one. Done with sitting in order meetings and pretending my friends are ok.

It’s only a matter of time before someone goes next.

Dorcas.

1981, June 3rd

Why?

Why why why why why why why why why why why.

This isn’t fair.

None of this is fair. I can't help but feel that I'm on the wrong side.

Voldemort got Dorcas. Killed her personally.

WHY WHY WHY WHY?

1981, June 4th

There’s only two of us now.

Barty won’t talk to me though.

It’s so lonely.

I’ve told Luna about you lot. About your amazing lives and how brave you were.

Barty visited us, he seemed skittish. I’m worried.

Xeno and I moved to the countryside, you'd all love it here.

I love you.

Dory x

1982, June 4th

Hello.

It’s been awhile.

I haven’t seen Barty in a year either. It’s so lonely.

Luna’ s growing up fast. Too fast. She reminds me of you Ev, loud.

She’s one now. She can already speak.

I can tell she’s going to be a beautiful witch.

Dora x

1983, June 4th

This seems like tradition now,

Every year.

Barty came round today. God, he looks so different. So tired.

I know he doesn’t write anymore, but he misses you. I can tell.

Dora x

1985, June 4th

My friends,

I’m sorry I missed last years, I got married and it didn’t feel right to write the letter a day late.

I reserved seats for you, at the wedding. Right at the front.

Dorcas you were a maid of honour.

Luna looked beautiful in her dress, she through flower petals at people rather than in the air but she’s only 4. You would’ve loved her Evan.

Barty showed up. I had hoped he would. He didn’t talk much but he was there, in his seat.

Dory x

1986, June 4th

Barty came round today, but he seemed… different. His hair is so long and his eyes are so tired. He keeps doing this… thing, with his tongue. Like a snake would.

He didn’t seem very happy. I’m worried about him.

Dory x

1987, January 28th

This isn’t fair.

Voldemort is searching for Pandora.

This isn’t fair.

THIS ISN’T FAIR.

Everything is so dark.

1988, January 4th

Hello.

Luna is 7 now. Only 4 more years til hogwarts! I hope she’ll make a group of friends just as I did.

Regulus. You would’ve loved seeing her grow up. She has your magical talent.

She’s so similar to all of you. In so many ways.

Pandora x

1989, April 8th

I can hear you. Judging me.

There’s nothing I can do.

I’m a coward.

It’s not fair that she gets a perfect life.

Where’s my perfect life.

I want my friends back

SHUT UP WITH THE JUDGING

SHUT UP

PLEASE

Bartimus.

1990 , January 4th

Today has been a better day, lately I’ve found though that a lot of my magic is failing, maybe I’m getting old.

Luna turned nine recently, she’s got such a beautiful smile. I got her 3 cards, one from each of you.

Barty’s coming round to visit today, he should be here soon.

Dora x

1989, April 8th

I’m so sorry Dora.

SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY.

It wasn’t my fault though. Was it?

Your spell backfired. Not mine.

It wasn’t my fault you weren’t strong enough.

Xenophilius wasn’t in.

Good.

There was so much blood. But you looked so peaceful. It makes me happy.

Dora’s right, Luna is so pretty. But so sad.

WHY IS SHE SAD.

IT’S NOT FAIR.

BARTY

#marauders #barty crouch jr #Pandora sailstream #regulus black #Evan rosier #dorcas meadowes #fanfic #epistolary

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mrsfrecklesmarauders · 3 years

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And The Chosen One was born

Lily woke up tired and feeling like hell. The day before, Alice, one of her school mates from Hogwarts gave birth to her child. And they (James, Sirius, Remus, Peter, Marlene, Mary and Dorcas) decided to celebrate. Celebrate life. They actually found every situation worth celebrating through those dark times.

It was funny that Lily and Alice got pregnant at the same time. And Lily expected her child soon. But not today.

"James" said Lily waking her husband

"Mm" he murmured clearly still asleep.

"James!" Lily shouted this time

"I love you too babe" he said half sleep

"James. My water broke"

James woke up instantly with no color on his face.

"What?" he said "Arrg my head"

Lily didn't drink but surely the rest did, including James.

She pointed to the wet sheets. Holy shit. James realized what was happening. "Oh shit" he tried to stand up but fall out of bed.

Lily wanted to be serious but she couldn't avoid laughing. But she got a contraction.

"Ouuch. Shit" she said trying to stand up "I need to go to St. Mungos now".

"Okay, okay" James said helping Lily to stand up. "Let's go"

"Maybe you need some trousers?" Lily said smiling

"Oh shit" James said looking down "Right" James hurried up putting some pants. They didn't change the robes from the previous party. Lily would love a shower and some tea but they didn't have time.

Lily didn't have time to suck it all in. She was having a baby but she just couldn't think too much. She just felt happy. She was surrounded by people she loved.

James carried her downstairs were Remus, Sirius and Peter were scattered across the living room. The place was a mess.

"Wake up lads!" James shouted "Wake up, wake up!" he said pushing his friends "I'm gonna be a father"

"Whot?" Sirius said with his eyes still closed.

"Move it people. We're having a baby!" Lily shouted.

The boys woke up in shock. They looked like hell for the drinking last night. And they were a mess trying to get dressed and cleaning up a bit.

"Merlin, I wanna puke" said Peter

"No time for that" James said now really awake and exicted "I'm gonna be a father right now. Holy shit let's go we should apparate. Wait, can pregnant women apparate?" Lily adored how cute James was when he was nervous.

"No. I don't think that is a good idea" Remus said yawning "She'll get dizzy"

"Then what?"

"Stop shouting Prongs" Sirius said in a low voice "Can I get a coffee first?"

"No time for that Padfoot!" James shouted "I'm having a bloody baby!"

"Stop shouting at me! It was you who decided to have one!"

"I'm not shouting!"

"Hello? Lads?" Lily was saying feeling more and more pain.

"Shut up" Remus finally said "Everybody calm down. Okay. Lily we will go through the Floo Network. Prongs. You and Padfoot should aparate to St. Mungos first to get a room. And Wormtail"

He looked at Peter who had fallen asleep on the couch again.

"Peter!"

Peter woke up "Yeah, yeah I'm awake. I'm awake"

"Go and warn the girls"

"Okay"

"Lily I love you okay?" James told his wife "You are going to be fine. You just have to push the baby out, right?"

"James calm down, ok?" she said smiling "I'm fine. Aren't I?"

"Yeah I'm the one who is nervous. I don't know what I'm nervous. I'm gonna be a father. Hell yeah. Oh my Merlin. I'm fine"

"Okay, calmed boy. Let's go" said Sirius. And they apparated. Also Peter.

Remus and Lily smiled

"Are you okay?" he asked

"Yeah. Seriously if James was the one pregnant he would've die of stress by now"

Remus laughed at that.

They got to St. Mungos. Giving birth was one of the worst things that Lily experienced. Healers shouting, her shouting, James couldn't stay still. And it hurt, it hurt like a bitch. But all of it was worth it when Lily heard the baby crying.

"It's a boy" the healer said "Congratulations" And then she handed her the baby. He was beautiful. So tiny. Lily was scared he will breake. Lily felt her heart warming up. And she had tears in her eyes. Tears of joy.

She look to James, who was also crying. "Oh Merlin Lily" he sniffed "We made that. We made him and he is so perfect"

Lily smiled "I know" James kissed her forehead and smile to the baby.

Minutes later the others came in. They all smiled looking at the baby. They all wanted to hold him. And they all joked on how unfortunate it was that he looked like James. But the good thing was that he got her eyes. But Lily didn't care. She was so happy. She loved that baby more than anything in this world. And she just met him.

"So what's the name?" Marlene said holding the baby herself "How are you gonna call him?"

Lily looked at James. They had planned all kind of names months ago. For boys and girls. And they decided on one. Lily smiled. "Harry. His name is Harry James Potter" she said Everyone clapped and cheered. Sirius joked about how stupid that name was but he obviously loved it.

"I was going to ask you to be his godfather Padfoot, but if you don't want to..." said James

"What?" said Sirius rather shocked "Are you joking? I would love too!" he shouted "Wait, what is a godfather exactly?"

"I'll explain you later" said James smiling

"Okay. We should take a picture" Remus said holding a wizard camera.

"Good idea" said James "but you should be there too"

"I'll do it" said a healer who was there. Everyone posed next to Lily who was holding the new born Harry on the bed.

Exactly 21 years later, the very same Harry Potter was looking at that picture. His parents with big fat smiles and watered eyes. Sirius, Remus on their younger version. And three girls who appeared to be Marlene Dorcas, and Mary, who Harry had heard about. And even Peter who Harry didn't even pay attention for obvious reasons. They all looked so happy.

If only they knew all that what was going to happen. Harry thought.

Ginny came in stunning in her robes. She was so beautiful. Red haired like his mother. When Harry saw her, he instantly smiled. He loved that girl so much. "What are you doing here all by yourself looser?" Ginny said "You know this is your Birthday party, right?"

Harry laughed "I was looking at this" he said showing her the picture. Ginny took a peek.

"It's from the day I was born" Harry continued "They look so happy. My parents"

"Of course they were. They just had you" Ginny gave Harry a kiss on his cheek. "Little did they know they just gave birth to the most amazing person ever" Harry smiled to Ginny. And then he kissed her. All sorts of feelings burst into his chest. He wanted to stay with her like that forever.

"Okay" said Ginny "We have to go back to your party. Or mum will kill you. She wants you to blow the candles"

"Or..." said Harry "You can give me my Birthday present now"

Harry smirked raising his eyebrows.

"Keep wishing Potter"

And Ginny dragged Harry out if the room into the party while whispering "Maybe later".

#harry potter #happy birthday harry #lily evans #james potter #jily #james x lily #sirius black #remus lupin #young peter pettigrew #marauders era #ginny weasley #hinny #harry x ginny

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ginemrys · 3 years

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a change of heart

This is something very different to what we usually write, a bold departure from Jily! But we were inspired by a tiktok that showed Peter knocking on Marlene's door to Meant To Be Yours from the show Heathers and knew we had to write it!!!

Marly,

Lily and I are going a little stir crazy now. I try not to let her see how fed up with being stuck inside I am, but as you know well enough, she’s an expert at reading people.

I wish you could know where we are, that you could come and visit. We keep showing Harry photos of all of you, making sure he knows you all once this damned war is over. I think you’re going to be Marly for the rest of your life now, he’s quite taken with babbling some form of it over and over whenever you’re mentioned.

It’s unreal to think that he’s going to be a year old soon, where did that time go? Sometimes I feel like we are all still at school, taking our exams and getting up to mischief. I miss mischief almost as much as I miss the boys. We see Sirius of course, but no one has heard from Remus in a while, not since he went on his last mission for Dumbledore. I’m worried about Peter, he seems to be struggling worst of all, he barely replies to my letters now. I want him to be alright, he’s one of my closest friends and I hate the idea that he’s pulling away from us when we need him the most.

We miss you lots, miss you all. Please pass our love onto Dorcas and the others, you understand that we can’t write to everyone, just in case.

Stay safe, stay brilliant.

James.

Marlene stood in her childhood bedroom holding the letter in her hands. She smiled down at it, imagining baby Harry saying her name. She put the letter down on her bedside table before sitting on the edge of the bed.

“Marlene, dinner is ready!” Her mother called from downstairs.

“I’ll be down in a minute.” She called back, her head in her hands.

“Marly?” A quiet voice spoke from her doorway. Marlene’s younger brother, Marcus, stood there. He was home for the summer, having just finished his sixth year at Hogwarts. He was the only person who could ever comfort Marlene when she cried, knowing just what to do. So he stepped into her bedroom uninvited, and sat down beside her, one arm around her shoulders.

“Hey, you.” She said, with a small sigh. “Sorry… It’s been a tough few weeks.” She said, resting her head against his as they sat together.

“I know.” Marcus replied, his hold on her tightening slightly. “And I’m not going to ask, because I know you can’t, unlike Mum and Dad. Sorry they keep pushing you to tell us what you’ve been doing.”

“It’s fine, it was all just better when I saw more of my friends… I miss them. Lily and James I barely get to hear from, even Dore is too busy for me…” She sighed. “Right, can’t let our food get cold. Race you?” She said with a small smirk, moving back from him.

“It’ll get better, I’m sure.” Marcus said softly as she moved away, getting to his feet. A grin spread across his face as she spoke, his eyebrow raising. “You know I’ll win!” He took off running, making sure to shut her door behind him to slow her down.

But then a bang sounded from downstairs, Marlene’s mother screamed.

“Arsehole!” Marlene shouted after him, throwing the door open. She froze hearing her mother’s shout, but she joined her brother by stumbling into the kitchen. Marlene’s mother lay on the ground, her face pressed against the cracked tile.

“Mum!” Marcus called out, rushing towards his mother, falling to his knees to grab her. A cold laugh sounded and another green light filled the room. Marlene stood with wide eyes as she stared at the scene before her as Marcus fell limply on the tile next to her.

“Marlene, run! Go!” Her father shouted, his face wet with tears as he burst into the kitchen from his study, brandishing his wand. “You’re important in this war, go now!”

Marlene looked at her father for a moment before running towards the door, more figures moved into the kitchen and she could hear her father grunting as he shot spells that burnt hot behind her. She pulled the door open, but was stopped by a figure standing on the path. “P-Pete?”

“Stay there!” Peter said, his voice surprisingly firm. But his wand betrayed him, his hand shaking as he pointed it at her chest. “Don’t try to run, Marlene!”

Marlene felt sick, the shaking wand arm showed the dark mark embedded into his skin. She stared at him before turning on her heel and sprinting up the stairs. She ran at full pelt into her room, slamming the door closed and locking it behind her before resting back against it. She looked around even though she knew she was trapped. “Fuck.” She muttered, looking around for her wand. She could almost hear Alastor condemning her for putting it down.

Peter sighed as Marlene ran. He felt sick, unable to stop shaking. But this was a test, he had to do this. His mark was fresh, still itchy and green. He needed to kill, to kill by order of his new master in order to turn it black. And he was tasked with the murder of Marlene McKinnon. So he pulled the door open, hearing the thud of Mr McKinnon as his body hit the floor beside his wife and son. The stairs creaked as Peter climbed them, he could hear the chuckles of his fellow Death Eaters, none of them who knew that he was the spy believed that he could do it.

Marlene saw her wand had rolled onto the floor so scrambled forward on her hands and knees to grab it. “Come on.” She said to herself, trying to conjure a patronus to send for help. She had placed anti-apparition wards over her house a few weeks prior, to protect them. She’d thought people couldn’t get in, but she clearly had been wrong. A few wisps appeared out of her wand but she couldn't possibly think of a strong enough memory to conjure a corporal form. Not while her heart ached and her head spun.

He knew where he was going, he’d been here before. He’d lingered in the background as everyone had fun, drinking and partying after sixth year when Marlene’s parents had been out for the night. He’d sat alone, curled up on an armchair watching Lily begin to fall in love with James as they spoke quietly with their backs against the sofa. He knew where Marlene’s room was.

He knocked gently on the closed door. “Marly? It’s going to be alright, Marly. Just open the door, please.” He called through it, his voice soft. He could hear her ragged, panicked breathing behind the wood.

“It was you.” Marlene called back, her back hard against the door. “You’re the traitor. You… You joined their side. Pete, why?”

“Just open the door.” Peter replied, his voice a little harsher now. “I don’t owe you an explanation, I don’t owe any of you anything. Now open the door, Marly.”

“You could have come to us, any of us. We could have helped if you were struggling. Pete, Pete please.” She said, angrily brushing the tears from her face.

“No, I couldn’t!” He spat. He could have killed her by now, could have unlocked the door with a simple alohomora and he’d be done with it. But she knew now, she knew. Finally he could tell someone about how he felt, about how they all had made him feel over the years. “I couldn’t talk to any of you. None of you care, none of you remember I’m even there half the time. Remus used to give a slight shit, but then Dumbledore sent him away. And James only cares about his precious Lily, he doesn’t have the time for any of us anymore.” The words spilled out of him, his voice rough as he shouted through the door. “You’re on the losing side, Marly, you can’t win! So why bother trying?”

“That’s not true!” She exclaimed. “It’s not! We all care about each other so much, but it’s so hard, this war is so hard and it is worth trying, we want a future, a future with all of us.” She sobbed, her hand covering her mouth. “We all care about you. Please, Peter, we can fix this together. Me and you. I can save you, this isn’t the end. It can’t be the end.” She whimpered.

“It's too late. People didn’t care about me before the war, they won’t now. There’s no way.” He knew the door was locked, but still he reached down to turn the doorknob, knowing it would scare her. Some sick part of him was taking pleasure from hearing her sobbing. “Let me in.”

“We’ve always cared about you. What about Sirius and James? Remus? You’re one of the marauders. I’ve never seen a friendship as close as yours…” She said, standing up from the door and stepping back towards the bed, her wand raised.

“I’ve never been one of them, not really. I was just a means to an end.” Peter said as he pointed his wand at the lock, watching it glow slightly as he unlocked it. “It’s always been them, then me. An afterthought.”

“That’s not true, they love you. Let me help you, I can protect you.” She said, pointing her wand at the door. Her legs hit the edge of the bed, knocking the bedside table and the letter she had been reading landed on the ground.

“Not anymore.” Peter whispered. He cast a shield charm as he opened the door, knowing that she would try to attack him the second he appeared in her view. And of course he was right, because there she was, her wand pointed right at him. “See, you lied.”

“You’re trying to kill me, Peter. What do you expect?” She said, sending a stunning spell even though it bounced off his shield charm.

“I have to.” Peter said. “Expelliarmus!” Her wand soared out of her hand. Peter was never very good at catching, so he let it clatter to the floor in front of him. “I have to, Marly. You know that.” But still his hand shook.

Marlene winced as she watched the wand fall to the ground. “You don’t. You don’t have to do this, Pete. Please,” she looked him in the face, “let me help you, please don’t do this. Don’t kill me. I’m begging you.”

“You can’t help me. No one can help me. Not until the war is over.” Peter said, his voice sounding like he was trying to convince himself of the fact, to make himself believe that what he was doing was right. “It’ll be fine, Marly. It won’t hurt.”

“They’ll know it was you. They’ll find out. They won't forgive you if you do this.” As Marlene looked at him she could hear the voices of her friends in her head. We can’t be together, not anymore. I’m sorry. We’re going into hiding. I’m scared. You know I’ll win. I love you.

“No one will know.” Peter shook his head, his hand growing steadier by the second. “They think it’s Remus.” He drew in a deep breath, forcing himself to mean it, to want it. “Bye, Marly.” He whispered the words and saw the flash of light.

Marlene’s body hit the ground with a soft thud, her head falling next to the letter. Her eyes lay open, glazed and forever staring.

Peter had to press his hand to his mouth to not be sick, his fingers tingling at the feeling of casting an Unforgivable curse. His eyes travelled from Marlene’s dead, blank expression to the parchment beside her head. He recognised that handwriting. He walked over to her, taking care not to look at her anymore and picked it up. James . He was worried about him… He knew it was all for show, James hadn’t cared about Peter for years, if at all. But maybe he suspected. Peter knew he had to work harder with his so-called friends, if he wanted to prove himself to the Dark Lord. A sharp pain sliced his arm, a small cry escaping him. He looked, his mark was no longer green, but jet black. He’d done it.

“The other side are on their way. Let's go.” A gruff voice called from downstairs before steps moved through the house and disappeared.

The parchment slipped from Peter’s fingers, drifting down to land on Marlene’s outstretched palm. He kicked her wand behind him as he turned to leave the room, now it looked as though she had been killed without knowing who it was, in the middle of reading the letter. It probably didn’t matter much, but it gave Peter more of a sense of ease. He followed the sound of the voice, joining the other members of Voldemort’s inner circle, minus Snape of course. He did not know of Peter’s change of heart, and was not going to learn of it. Not until it was all over.

A quiet ache ran through the house as it was left alone, the bodies of the fallen left to run cold on the floor.

“Don’t fucking touch me.” Sirius growled at Alastor, pushing past him as he slammed the door open. “Marlene! Marlene!” He shouted into the house, walking forward towards the kitchen. He gagged when he saw Marcus’ body lying there next to his mother and father. He stumbled back against the doorway, looking around.

“Marlene!” He screamed out, pushing past the other members of the Order who were walking into the scene. He checked the living room before forcing his way upstairs and slowly pushing open the door into Marlene’s room. He slumped down onto his knees seeing her body. “No…” He crawled forward to pull her into his arms, wrapping his arms around her. “No.”

“Sirius…” Remus whispered. He’d only just gotten back from his last mission, the exhaustion obvious on his face. He and Albus had been halfway through their usual debrief when the message had come in, the message that the McKinnons' house had the Dark Mark emblazoned in the sky above it. Naturally Remus had come and had known Sirius would be there. “Oh Merlin, Sirius, I’m…” He took another step into the bedroom, unable to tear his eyes from Marlene’s.

“Get out. Get the fuck out of here.” Sirius snapped, holding Marlene close to his chest, stroking her hair. He looked down at her before he screamed out in agony, holding her tightly; unable to comprehend that she was dead.

“You don’t mean that. You’re upset.” Remus whispered, though a tear had fought its way down his cheek. Sirius had never spoken to him in that way before, not even when Remus had screamed at him for telling Snape about the passageway to the Shack. It stung, it hurt worse than any full moon. “I’m sorry she’s gone, Sirius.”

Sirius could barely hear anything, he lifted Marlene into his arms, lifting her up onto the bed and settling her onto the blankets. He stood up, leaving her there. “Get the fuck out.” Sirius snapped, moving forward to push Remus out of the room.

“Why are you being like this?” Remus asked him, his eyes wide. “This wasn’t me, Sirius. I didn’t- You know I would never hurt any of you!”

“You weren’t here! Where were you? If there were more of us we could have helped.” He growled, his thoughts were jumbled and he just needed someone to blame.

“You know I can’t tell you that! I was away on Dumbledore’s orders, Sirius!” Remus’ hand gripped the banister, his back pressed against it as Sirius backed him out of Marlene’s room. He could still see her long blonde hair on the bed, his stomach turning. “I’m sorry she’s gone, I really fucking am. But I promise you, I was with Dumbledore.”

“How do I know you’ve not been off with the enemy?” Sirius said, closing the door behind him, protecting Marlene in the only way he could. “How do I know you aren’t lying? You got here so quickly…”

“You really think I would betray you?” Remus snapped, the mere implication that Sirius thought he was the spy shattering him. “You think I’d work with him , betray James and Lily, put Harry at risk? Get Marlene killed? Fuck you, Sirius. You dare? You dare think that the things I’ve been doing haven’t been for the Order, for Dumbledore? You think so fucking little of me to consider I’d ever buy in to his blood purity bullshit? Me ? Clearly you don’t know me at all.”

“Marlene’s dead, people didn’t know where she was, where her family was. Marcus.” Sirius wretched, doubling over but trying not to throw up. “How else would they know?” He groaned.

“I don’t fucking know how they found her!” Remus was shouting now, furious at his supposed friend. “But I didn’t sell her out, I didn’t sell any of you out! Because I believe in my friends, Sirius, I would never think you or Peter would have betrayed James. But no, I do work for the Order alone and suddenly I’m a spy. I know you’re hurting, and I know you’re grieving. But I’ve seen the way you’ve been looking at me for months, and I’m sick of it! So go fuck yourself, I’m done.” He stormed down the stairs, the front door slamming behind him.

“Fuck you! Fuck you, you traitor!” Sirius screamed down the stairs, his knees giving way as he slumped down.

“Get him out of here.” Alastor said to a couple of Order members, who grabbed Sirius and dragged him out of the house.

The front door shut, the green glow of the Dark Mark still lingering in the air. But the house was silent once more.

#a very angst filled oneshot about peter pettigrew killing marlene mckinnon #its dark friends its very dark #inspired by heathers #peter pettigrew #marlene mckinnon #marauders era #marauders fanfiction #first wizarding war

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wolfstarflowerpottstarchaser · 3 years

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Harry’s life in the ‘Everyone lives AU’ A.K.A. All of my friends have a crush on someone in my family

Disclaimer: I want to be very clear that these are meant to childish, one-sided crushes like most people had growing up. I cannot stress this enough: these are meant to be entirely innocent and in NO WAY sexual. I am NOT shipping teenagers with adults, that’s gross.

Ron - Lily. In my version of the ‘Everyone Lives AU,’ Lily is the potions professor at Hogwarts instead of Snape. Ron isn’t alone in his crush, half the school have a bit of a crush on Lily as the young, smart, pretty professor. When he starts at Hogwarts, he gets all nervous around her and acts like a bumbling fool when she compliments his work. The more he sees her over summer because of Harry, the less he sees her as a crush and more as just Harry’s mum.

Hermione - Sirius. Yes, Sirius. Hermione meeting Sirius in this AU without the circumstances of Azkaban and his grief - in my humble opinion - would result in her crushing on him. I feel like a lot of people would disagree with me on this, but I can just imagine little bookish Hermione seeing Sirius pull up to the Potters on his motorbike with his long hair and tattoos and thinking, “wow, he’s so cool!” and Harry sort of notices her looking and says something about it and she’s like, “I most certainly was not staring, Harry!” and goes very red. That was mostly the end of her twenty second crush

Neville - Dorcas. (Hufflepuff, surprise bad ass, bisexual, is the sweetest person but gets scary if you say or do anything bad to someone she loves). Neville would be amazed by Dorcas. She would be so kind to him and they’d talk about herbology together. She stood up for him when she found him cornered by Draco’s gang in Diagon Alley once and scared the heck out of them, and Neville was totally in awe of her. It wasn’t a prominent crush, just a little puppy crush he grew out of

Ginny - Marlene. (Gryffindor quidditch player, bad ass, lesbian, James’s non-official sister). I think people would expect her crush to be on James because he was almost identical to Harry and more obsessed with quidditch, but I don’t see it. I think she’d get on with James like a house on fire and she would recognise that he was handsome, but she wouldn’t have a crush on him. Marlene, on the other hand, was her bi awakening. She probably met her at Harry’s birthday party during the summer one year and just thought she was really cool. It was one of those crushes that you get before you’ve fully realised you’re sexuality where you don’t realise it’s a crush at first, when you mistake it for “oh, she’s so cool, I want to be like her,” but then one day you realise that that’s not what it was

Luna - Remus. In this EL AU, Remus works as the CoMC professor (sorry, Hagrid) and is the cool, chill professor we see him as in PoA. Luna really enjoys his classes and, whenever she mentions creatures like wrackspurts and everyone laughs at her, he quiets the class and doesn’t ever make her feel bad, simply answering questions and showing genuine interest in what she says. It’s not quite a crush per say, but there’s definitely a fondness

Cedric - James. This one’s a bit different. A few years after the war was over and James had helped round up the remaining Death Eaters, he decided to pursue quidditch professionally. He had had many offers after leaving Hogwarts, but felt it was his duty to fight at the time. James was Cedric’s favourite player and he even had a poster of him in his room at home, so when he became friends with Harry and he introduced them, he was super starstruck (but he played it cool)

#ronald weasley #ron weasley #marauders #the marauders #the marauders era #remus lupin #sirius black #james potter #harry potter #lily evans #marlene mckinnon #dorcas meadowes #ginny weasley #luna lovegood #neville longbottom #hermione granger #cedric diggory #my version of…

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stevevans · 3 years

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champagne problems - j.p

so i’ve been listening to champagne problems on repeat, and that’s what inspired this fic. i’ll be completely honest with y’all and say that this fic doesn’t really resemble the song, but it was inspired by it.

summary: life and love don’t always mix.

pairings: james potter x reader

warnings: mild cursing, kissing, familial issues, angst, mild violence

category: angst and fluff

word count: 1,760

Requests are always OPEN

You had been effectively graduated from Hogwarts for seven days, one week. The summer of 1978 was deemed to be absolutely ‘perfect’ by James Potter.

Everyone was excited for the trip through the country, but you only had one thing on your mind. The mark your parents wanted you to get.

Being born in a Pureblood family, regardless of House meant you had values to uphold.

Growing up your Family ignored Pure-blood rhetoric, just wanting to raise you to be a kind, courageous and good person. Things changed somewhere along the way. You forgot when your Mother went from a happy, caref-free witch to bloodshot eyes and proper customs, her mark visible even under her dark clothes, the aura prominent.

Hogwarts sheltered you and your group of friends, kept you all safe from much of the war brewing outside.

It wasn’t until the Summer before your final year when you had to face the truth.

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Dropping your bags by the door your Mother embraced you, taking in the smell of your hair. You could tell something was off, the Manor was silent, not a sound besides the scurrying of House Elves trying to grab your bags.

“My Dear! You’re here, please sit in the Parlor we have so much to discuss!”

You were confused, but followed your Mum until you could sit.

“I need you to listen very carefully. Your Father is at Malfoy Manor. We’ve joined the fight, and we as a family pledged our allegiance to the Dark Lord.”

Even with her careful speaking you were still in shock, your mouth hanging open, all you could think about was Sirius. How he got away, maybe you could too. Every thought abandoned your mind, swirling around like a Tornado as your Mother continued speaking,

“He wants you to get the mark. After you graduate, you will be expected to kneel before our Lord and thank him.”

You shook your head viciously, so hard you thought your head would spin.

“No!”

It came out harsh as you stood up, scraping the chair against the floors. Your palms hit the table as you looked up in anger.

“Is this why Malfoy kept trying to talk to me? Because my own Parents are now filthy Death-Eaters?!”

Your Mother stood up too, lifting your chin up to strike you, the breath leaving your body as your eyes filled with tears.

“You will not talk to me like that in my own home. Lucius is a wonderful man, and we had hoped you both would find your way to each other. The Potter’s boy is quite laughable, and we figured it would resolve itself on its own. Clearly we were wrong and you live in your Hogwarts fantasy world still. You will be listening to me, I just thought I would try and be nice. It seems you needed to learn the hard way. This is not up for debate.”

With those words she left swiftly, leaving you in a puddle of your own tears and questions.

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James Potter was the love of your life, that you knew.

Ever since you sat down beside him at the Gryffindor table at eleven you knew he would be it for you. A lopsided grin and tousled hair, that was your James.

As time wore on you both just fell together. As you both grew, so did the love you share. Setting your relationship in stone was never important, you were James and Y/N, that’s how it always was.

Until one day in 6th year, when Lucius Malfoy approached you, the same smirk he always wore embedded in his face.

“What do you want?” Your tongue had always been sharp, especially for such a bully as he was.

“Wait to go tell him off love!” James was laughing, getting Sirius and Peter to join in on his laughter as you rejected Malfoy.

Suddenly his hand brushed the hair from your face, his smirk softening,

“Little Lamb caught in the crossfire. I see I’m bothering, I was just hoping you’d accompany me to dinner with my family one night?”

You sneered, throwing daggers at him, “Never in a million years.”

“My dear y/n, sometimes words have a way of backfiring on us.” He always acted as if he had something over you, but his posture quickly straightened back up and his hand left your proximity,

“Have a good night Y/Ns, enjoy your time.”

With that he was gone and you were confused. When you looked up, James was gone, the two boys shrugging as Remus pointed to the exit.

You went to search for James, the pit of despair in your stomach growing with every step you took.

“James Fleamont Potter if you don’t come here!” You yelled, exasperatedly, throwing your arms up in a huff.

“Why did you talk to him?!” It was less of a question, more of an angry accusation.

“James what?” you were confused now, who was he talking about?

“Malfoy! You spoke to him for more time than we agreed on talking to stupid Pure-blood Supremacists! We all agreed 5 minutes or less, no more.” His arms crossed over his chest as you stared in disbelief.

“James what? Did you not listen to the conversation? He was trying to ask me out and I said no.” James grinded your gears more than anyone else you knew, his face turning with thoughts.

“Be my Girlfriend.” He spoke casually now, his shoulders dropping all of the anger he had, his expression softening.

“Wait what?” You sighed in disbelief,

“You heard me. Nobody, especially not Pureblood scum will ask you out if you’re officially my Girlfriend. I originally assumed I didn’t have to ask you out, since everyone knows we're together.” That was the first you’d heard of it.

“Do you need me to spell it out l/n?” As he spoke his next sentence he got closer with every step,

“Be.My.Girlfriend.”

“I was jealous of Malfoy, and I know we're already together, I mean Godric was practically married, but I got so angry seeing him with you, and I want to be with you, officially, right now. You’re my girl, and I want everyone to know officially.”

Your heart fluttered at his words, nodding. You had been so upset with him, for no reason, but it had all melted away with the simple question of being his. You were his, you wanted to be his.

“Of course. I was waiting.” You closed the space between the both of you, your lips on his as you pulled James your boyfriend deeply into the kiss.

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Dorcas Meadows, Marlene McKinnon, Lily Evans, Remus Lupin, Alice Fortescue, Frank Longbottom, Peter Pettigrew, Sirius Black, you and James Potter were on your summer vacation.

Driving down the winding roads in one car with a nifty enlarging spell as your friends argued over the muggle music played while you and James sang along to it all.

He had insisted on driving, you in the passenger seat beside him, holding onto his free hand. All you could do was smile as you took him in, the love of your life.

You feel sick most of the time, looking at all of your Best friends, your scared best friends, the ones who fear for their life and fear for the future, and you feel sick. There was a war bubbling, almost ready to explode.

None of them knew the secret you were keeping. They all kept James’ secret though.

It had been two weeks of non stop traveling and fun for all of you, the journey ending in one last night in the middle of a field, a campfire with all of your friends around it. A few bottles of champagne shared amongst all of you.

It had to be around midnight when James stood up tipsily, holding out his hand to you, that same grin on his face as he begged you to dance.

So you took his hand, your hands taking his as he pulled you closer, your head resting on his shoulder.

You wanted to stay like that forever, your friends laughing in the background as you danced to the sounds of crackling fire, the wind and Lily and Alice making fun of you two for being ‘disgustingly adorable!’

“I love you.”

“I know dear.”

“No I really, really love you.” His pocket was too heavy all of the sudden, as he pulled away. “Like the I love you more than I love Quidditch, and more than my Cloak which I totally used to spy on you when we were in 5th year.”

Your eyes went wide as you looked at him, what in Godric’s name was he doing?

“James what?”

“Let me speak woman! I love you.”

“James I know that but what are you talking abou-” He interrupted you, something he was notorious for. As your heart grew heavier with anxiety, he became more confident, the champagne padding his words.

“I love you more than I love getting into trouble, and more than messing with Snape. I love you more than crunching leaves in the Fall, more than every single time I wiped a smirk off of Minnie’s face, I love you Y/N. I am completely and utterly in love with you.”

“James no, please.” Your voice was small, begging him to stop. You couldn’t take this. Your heart cracking.

He pulled out a box, shaking. Pulling it open as he dropped to a knee in the field his eyes looked up to you, a grin on his face, tears filling in his eyes.

It was his Mum’s engagement ring. Euphemia Potter’s engagement ring that had been in the family for centuries, a gorgeous mix of stones set in a thinner style band. You had admired it when you met her, a knowing smile on her face as you complimented it.

“Even if there was no war, or no bad guy, or no promise for the future I would still be here, on my knee, asking you Y/F/N to marry me. Because I know, and this is one of the only things I can be sure of, is that I love you and I will love you for, forever. The only question is, will you? Will you love me for the rest of your days?”

You wanted to scream yes, to pull him up and kiss him until your lips were blue, hear all of your friends whoop and cheer for the two of you, but you dropped his hand, the tears falling from your face.

#james potter imagine #james potter x reader #james potter x you #harry potter au #harry potter imagine #harry potter x reader #marauders fanfiction #marauders imagine #marauders x reader

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idonthalfbloodymissyou · 3 years

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assorted marauders headcannons

random marauders headcannons about james, remus, lily, marlene, mary, dorcas, alice, frank, narcissa, lucius, bellatrix, andromeda, regulus, sirius, and peter (in order) :)

- james never actually asked lily out directly (except for the time in fifth year) but just made vague jokes

- he did actually like her a lot

- james was a chaser starting second year

- he became captain as a fourth year,, the youngest ever

- james was jewish but his family also celebrated christmas

- remus was jewish

- in first year around christmas time they boys were discussing christmas presents and sirius asked remus what he wanted and remus said he didn’t celebrate christmas and peter flipped out and remus became really embarrassed because he was already different and didn’t want to add on but hesitantly told them he was jewish and james was like awesome !! me too!! and suddenly remus felt better

- james’ parents sent james a menorah and the boys lit it together before they went home

- remus and james taught the boys all about hanukkah

- lily’s mum was christian and her dad was jewish so they always celebrated both

- lily became friends with remus in third year because they had arithmancy together but never made it well known

- lily became friends with sirius in fourth year when he found her after a particularly bad letter arrived from petunia

- lily became friends with james in sixth year because he apologized but he was still on ‘probation’ as lily liked to tell him

- lily became friends with peter in fourth year when she found out his parents were also divorced

- lily’s parents divorced when she was 10 and petunia was 12

- part of petunia’s resentment towards lily revolves around the fact that she had to deal with the beginning alone

- lily also had issues accepting her feelings for james because she was scared to end up like her parents

- lily was supposed to be a bridesmaid in petunia’s wedding but she was invited as just a guest last minute

- lily took james because they were dating and hadn’t met her parents or petunia yet

- lily’s parents were immediately won over but petunia was not

- it took lily a little while to make friends because of her friendship with snape but marlene mckinnon was the first one to take the risk

- marlene convinced mary and dorcas that lily is actually really great

- marlene was a gryffindor beater, starting second year

- marlene was halfblood and had one older and one younger brother

- mary was muggleborn had three younger sisters and her mum was a single mum

- she always felt guilty about leaving her but her mum never wanted her to

- mary secretly worked in hogsmeade on the weekends, beginning when she was 14 (mcgonagall helped her) and she sent money home to her mum every month

- dorcas was a ravenclaw who became friends with marlene and mary because she met them on the train

- she was halfblood and an only child

- alice was pureblood

- alice had an older brother that was killed in the war or disappeared

- alice and frank were two years older than the marauders

- frank never got along with his mum and didn’t want neville to have to spend more time with her than needed

- narcissa was three years older than the marauders

- she was a slytherin prefect

- narcissa was secretly fascinated with muggle things

- lucius was two years older than her

- they had an arranged marriage in 1976 and narcissa learned to love him for the sake of her family, but it always felt wrong to her

- bellatrix was five years older than the marauders

- she was a slytherin prefect and head girl

- andromeda was seven years older than the marauders

- she was a slytherin prefect and head girl

- she ran away the last day of school (1972) -- she apparated away with ted before her family found her

- they got married that summer, and she also got pregnant shortly after

- she wrote regulus, sirius, and narcissa and apologized to them

- all three of them regularly corresponded with her, but the others didn’t know because they were scared of getting in trouble

- regulus was a slytherin seeker

- regulus was slytherin prefect

- sirius and regulus met under the tree by the lake once a month every year until the day regulus told him he had become a death eater

- kreacher was actually nice to both regulus and sirius and never listened to walburga but sirius became hostile after azkaban because he had no one else in his family to take his anger out on, so kreacher retaliated

- sirius ran away over christmas break in fifth year because he just couldn’t take it anymore

- yes, english people are formal asf and it was the 70′s but sirius called euphemia ‘mum’ and fleamont ‘dad’ and it was completely normal

- sirius was a gryffindor beater starting third year

- sirius’ position was revoked in fifth year after the prank and re-instated for the last game of sixth year and the entirety of seventh year (with remus’ permisson of course)

- peter was a halfblood, his dad was pureblood and his mum was halfblood

- peter’s parents were also divorced

- his mum took off when he was 9 and moved to america and occasionally wrote him and sent food and clothes from there like a normal mum would

- peter’s dad remarried a muggle when he was 12 and he had 4 step-siblings and one half sister that was much younger

- he always felt over looked by them, and then the marauders when he went to hogwarts

- peter’s jealousy and insecurities led to him betraying the marauders

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cressthebest · 2 months

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Art Heist, Baby! thoughts pt. 12

chapter 30:

1. sirius pov fuck yeah

2. ..frank that mf used sirius’ deepest and most secret thoughts about reg against him. i’m pissed beyond belief

3. i know i say it a lot, but i love how bitter sirius is about reg and barty’s brotherhood

4. he chose the marauder + reg crew and i’m very worried. i still don’t trust peter

5. sirius will choose reg over everyone but remus every single time. and i love him. sirius drops his life on the good side and drops his freinds and frank and pandora all to go back to reg.

6. i’m so glad both james and sirius trust remus enough to BOTH tell him. i love that remus is james’ best friend. it’s healing

7. i was so optimistic the heist would go right. idk why i was surprised and still am surprised

8. james’ phone call to his mum is gonna break me so bad

9. shit i’m sobbing on the bus over this phone call. his mum loves him no matter what. fuck, this hurts so bad

10. 😳😳😳 they’re about to fuck i think

11. oh shit wait reg is crying

12. i hate knowing in my heart that peter betrayed them. cause everyone is guessing the mole. everyone is worried. nobody knows. but I KNOW. ASK ME!!! I KNOW THE MOLE!! THIS FOLLOWS CANON BITCH

13. marlene and dorcas being the richest lesbians in the world <333333

14. 😳😳😳 oh shit they might actually fuck this time

15. oh shit they fucked

16. oh shit wait what’s happening. it’s one am and they’re getting up. what’s happening

17. “James tried not to read too much into the fact that while he was in a sex induced, euphoric, sleep, Regulus was thinking about the heist and traitors and not about how amazing their day had been. Well, maybe he had done both. If anyone could multitask, it was Regulus.” 😭😭😭

18. oh. reg thinks it’s lucius that turned them in. i have… suspicions about that. it seems too easy of a fix.

19. 😳😳 tom riddle is lucius’ new business partner

20. he signed the sunflower note R.A.B. i’m gonna sob. that’s probably his last note ever, jsut like in canon. i’m so scared. jesus. i’m crying rn and nothing bad has happened yet

21. evan in barty’s room 😳😳 i was right about the rosekiller.

22. barty and evan are “james-napping” him. my beloveds <3333

23. james would marry regulus tomorrow if he asked. james would. marry. him. tomorrow. he would marry him. tomorrow ifheaskdjdjdhuejdk

24. reg is back alive, thank god

25. reg is trying to join him in the shower, but the door is locked 😭😭 james is so funny

26. jesus, that’s a lot of money. i’m just flabbergasted that that much money even exists in this world

27. 🤢🤢🤮🤮 severus

28. official apologies to peter. i never doubted you bud

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allamericanb-tch · 10 days

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crimson rivers thoughts (16)

@tastetherainbow290 this was genuinely terrifying to read

chapter 38

REGINALD 😭 marlene you menace

pocket sized sirius i love marlene

marlene telling james about dorcas

mcgonagall is tatted i love that for her

huey just trying to be nice and then regulus just being regulus 😧

"Poor Huey is having a really bad night," 😭😭

"Yes. I recognize it, because I, too, have had intentions to get in your pants.” oh james

“shiny topics” is james a niffler

jegulus

STOP TALKING ABOUT SWAPPING SPIT mono is making me bitter about this

🎶ooooooh shut up and dance with me🎶

barty mention

voldy 😧

dorcas pov <3

dumbledore mention booo

i’m scared for when the war starts

dorcas trying to keep marlene safe

🎶i almost doooooo🎶

“Yeah, but it's not like I want you any less when I'm sober." ahhhhhhh

oh no they’re fighting now

“Dorcas wants to give her the world. Dorcas can only give her nothing.” ok just break my heart then

oh no what did voldy do

rip walburger and onion black

chapter 39

wow were just really jumping in here aren’t we

barty

“he wasn't even heartbroken the first time he stepped up and saw the flower from the previous day right where he'd left it” the first time… does this imply there are many flowers left

vanity 💔

cream cheese bagel this is so gardenofrunar coded (not tagging bc you haven’t read this far yet but if you do catch up and read this HI TWIN how does it feel being the cream cheese bagel moot)

sirius is so dramatic i love him

“"It's not a date," James and Regulus announce at the same time.” sureee it’s not

“Writing more sad boy poetry, no doubt,” 😭

james is down bad (crying at the gym everything’s coming up teenage petulance)

effie ❤️‍🩹

oh no the quarter memorial is the quarter quell 😧

don’t make them go back in the arena please

“the door won't just magically open for him” (mere moments later) “The door proceeds to magically open”

james losing it when he finds out regulus is here

everyone offering to make regulus a plate and every time he’s like “no i ate but thank you”

regulus being horny 💀

“Regulus can swim now”

they’re hugging ❤️‍🩹

wait did dumbledore kill grindelwald

oh no not catching fire

this is going to be devastating isn’t it

i knew it was coming and yet i was still surprised

chapter 40

“On Regulus' twenty-sixth birthday, James shows up at his door not with a flower, but with a hat.” eeeeee (don’t lure me into a false sense of security)

and now it’s sad

oh they’re kissing

baby

“on my fifteenth birthday, I wished on the sunrise that you would kiss me” no but james starting liking regulus when he was 15 ?!

hanky panky

"You'll always be my Reg” ❤️‍🩹

“Safe sex is important to Barty” you’re a real one, barty.

james keeping sirius updated on him and regulus 😭

BROTHER FUCKER 😭 sirius is a menace and james eats it up

we’re getting the rules for volunteering

im so scared right now

REGULUS

sirius volunteering 💔

REGULUS VOLUNTEERING?!

baby

i’m going to cry there are tears in my eyes right now

the mayor is aberforth?!

effie no ☹️ zar don’t do this to me please

“Sirius stands there in the arms of the parents he's only ever truly known, and he weeps.”

🎶this is the last time i’m asking you this🎶

sirius calling effie mum ❤️‍🩹

andromeda <3

dora ☹️

“they’re ruined too” 💔

regulus and sirius are liars but i guess that just comes with being a black

no this is so sad things were just getting good for them

zar why would you write this

“james "sit down" potter and regulus "im sat" black” i love the end notes but this does NOT make up for what you did

#crimson rivers

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Written In The Stars CVIII (Harry Potter xF!Oc)

A/N: Tomorrow I’m posting a hidden moment about what happens once the kids are at school and two former marauders are left alone. Stay tuned! -Danny

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Chapter Six: Hidden Nightmares.

"Prefect, eh?" growled Moody, his normal eye on Ron and his magical eye swivelling around to gaze into the side of his head. Harry had the very uncomfortable feeling it was looking at him and moved away toward Sirius and Lupin.

"Well, congratulations," said Moody, still glaring at Ron with his normal eye, "authority figures always attract trouble, but I suppose Dumbledore thinks you can withstand most major jinxes or he wouldn't have appointed you..."

Mel took her friend away from Moody in case he decided to continue trying to scare him to death.

"I was never a prefect myself," said Tonks as she walked past them. "My Head of House said I lacked certain necessary qualities."

"Like what?" said Ginny.

"Like the ability to behave myself."

"Same reason why Mel didn't get a badge," Emily walked past her daughter. "I hope this works as a lesson..."

"Sure does, now I know I'm doing something right," Mel smirked.

"What about you, Sirius?" Ginny asked.

"No one would have made me a prefect! I spent too much time in detention with James. Lupin was the good boy, he got the badge."

"I think Dumbledore might have hoped that I would be able to exercise some control over my best friends," said Lupin. "I need scarcely say that I failed dismally."

"What about my dad?"

"Matthew was a brilliant student but Dumbledore knew that giving him the badge would've been like given us green light to go around doing whatever we pleased," Sirius grinned.

"Again, same the reason why Dumbledore didn't give you a badge," Lupin smiled.

"You really think I would let my friends do mischief without any consequences?" Mel feigned indignation.

"Yes," The three adults replied.

"Well, I think I'll sort out that boggart before I turn in... Arthur, I don't want this lot up too late, all right? 'Night, dears."

Mel walked into Harry just as he was getting up and she stumbled backwards.

"Sorry," He said quickly.

"It's fine..."

"You all right?" Moody asked them.

"Yeah, fine."

"Lovely dinner," Mel smiled tensely.

"Come here, I've got something that might interest you," He told them.

From an inner pocket of his robes Moody pulled a very tattered old Wizarding photograph.

"Original Order of the Phoenix," growled Moody. "Found it last night when I was looking for my spare Invisibility Cloak, seeing as Podmore hasn't had the manners to return my best one... Thought people might like to see it."

Harry took the photograph and Mel leaned closer to take a look.

"There's me," said Moody. "And there's Dumbledore beside me, Dedalus Diggle on the other side... That's Marlene McKinnon, she was killed two weeks after this was taken, they got her whole family. That's Frank and Alice Longbottom — Poor devils, better dead than what happened to them... and that's Emmeline Vance, you've met her, and that there's Lupin, obviously... Benjy Fenwick, he copped it too, we only ever found bits of him... shift aside there–

That's Edgar Bones... brother of Amelia Bones, they got him and his family too, he was a great wizard... Sturgis Podmore, blimey, he looks young... Caradoc Dearborn vanished six months after this, we never found his body... Hagrid, of course, looks exactly the same as ever... Elphias Doge, you've met him, I'd forgotten he used to wear that stupid hat... Gideon Prewett, it took five Death Eaters to kill him and his brother Fabian, they fought like heroes... budge along, budge along... That's Dumbledore's brother, Aberforth, only time I ever met him, strange bloke..."

It was the first time she'd ever seen of her grandfather. He looked a lot like Dumbledore, but he lacked the warm gaze and the fancy robes. He had the same hair colour as her though, and there was a similarity between his nose and her dad's.

"That's Dorcas Meadowes, Voldemort killed her personally... Sirius, when he still had short hair... and... there you go, thought that would interest you! Eh?"

Five people were staring up at them: Petter Pettigrew, Lily and James Potter, and her own parents.

"That's great," She tried to sound enthusiastic. "Look at that..."

"Yeah," Harry's voice sounded heavy. "Er... listen, I've just remembered, I haven't packed my..."

"What's that you've got there, Mad-Eye?" Sirius asked loudly from the table.

Harry left so quickly she almost thought he'd disapparated, she understood though, that picture was full of ghosts, and for some reason, she felt kind of responsible for them– maybe Harry felt that way too, after all, it was him Voldemort was after...

The adults surrounded the table and stared at the picture, there were tons of quiet exclamations and nostalgic chuckles as they examined it, but what made her leave the room was the way she knew her mother and Sirius had finally found their friends' faces staring up at them, she could see something dark and heavy falling on their features.

Mel didn't feel like sticking around to hear stories about when they were all young and alive, when Peter was still Peter and not the traitor that had gotten his friends killed. It was stupid to remember something they couldn't have back.

She was in the main hall when she heard someone crying.

"No! No... riddikulus! Riddikulus! RIDDIKULUS !"

Mel ran up the stairs and found Harry looking at Mrs Weasley... She was sobbing above a second Harry, only that this one was dead.

'Boggart', Mel thought.

"Harry, we need to get help–"

"Mrs Weasley, just get out of here!" Harry's eyes fixed on the vision of his own body. "Let someone else —"

"What's going on?" Lupin rushed in followed by Sirius and Emily. Moody was right behind them."Riddikulus!"

Mrs Weasley wept harder.

"Molly– Molly, don't... Molly, it was just a boggart," Lupin patted her head gently. "Just a stupid boggart..."

"I see them d-d-dead all the time! All the t-t-time! I d-d-dream about it..."

She had been dreaming the same thing that summer– hell, her boggart had been the same thing years before that! Seeing it again that night caught her off guard. A thousand different images of Harry trapped in the cemetery came to her, the pain she'd felt that night, the memory of Cedric's body laying on the grass...

She tried to get out of the room as fast as possible.

"D-d-don't tell Arthur– I d-d-don't want him to know... Being silly... Harry, I'm so sorry, what must you think of me? Not even able to get rid of a boggart..."

"Don't be stupid," said Harry, sounding impressively calm.

"I'm just s-s-so worried– Half the f-f-family's in the Order, it'll b-b-be a miracle if we all come through this... and P-P-Percy's not talking to us... What if something d-d-dreadful happens and we had never m-m-made up? And what's going to happen if Arthur and I get killed, who's g-g-going to look after Ron and Ginny?"

"Molly, that's enough," said Lupin. "This isn't like last time. The Order is better prepared, we've got a head start, we know what Voldemort's up to — Oh, Molly, come on, it's about time you got used to hearing it — look, I can't promise no one's going to get hurt, nobody can promise that, but we're much better off than we were last time, you weren't in the Order then, you don't understand, last time we were outnumbered twenty to one by the Death Eaters and they were picking us off one by one..."

"Don't worry about Percy," said Sirius. "He'll come round. It's a matter of time before Voldemort moves into the open; once he does, the whole Ministry's going to be begging us to forgive them. And I'm not sure I'll be accepting their apology..."

"And as for who's going to look after Ron and Ginny if you and Arthur died," Lupin looked up to Emily and smiled a bit, "what do you think we'd do, let them starve?"

"Certainly not!" Emily kneeled beside her, hugging her by the shoulders. "Not after all you've done for us! After seeing how much you care about Harry! You're one of the best friends I've had in a long time, I would never abandon your children..."

Harry turned and locked eyes with Mel. He had a distraught expression on his face as he watched her cover her mouth, struggling to breathe.

One time when she was six, Mel had to be taken to the nurse because some kids cornered her in the playground and she lost it; a teacher carried her out. When her mother arrived they told her Mel had suffered a panic attack.

A panic attack wasn't exactly a good omen nor the best way to spend her last night before going back to school, but she had no control over it.

"Deep breaths, Mel..." Harry muttered, quickly making his way towards her. "It's okay–"

The boy tried to touch her and that stirred her into action. Mel slapped his hand out of the way and ran out before someone could stop her. She ran up all the way to Buckbeak's layer and she locked herself there until her crying stopped.

"WILL YOU LOT GET DOWN HERE NOW, PLEASE!" Mrs Weasley yelled.

Mel let out a pained groan, her head was pounding after last night and all she wanted was to get to the train so she could take a nap. Mrs Black's portrait was howling, but no one tried to close the curtains since the house was loud with voices coming from every floor, all gathering their stuff before leaving.

"I'm dying," The girl leaned on her mother's shoulder. The woman ran her fingers through her hair tenderly.

"You had a rough night. Been years since you had one of those..."

"It was the stupid boggart," She muttered. "I'm okay now. I'll see Erick, so that's kind of cool..."

"You and Harry haven't talked, then?"

"Mum..."

"I'm not trying to force you–"

"Oh, for heaven's sake, Sirius, Dumbledore said no!"

A dog ran into the hall, looking rather lively.

"Oh honestly... well, on your own head be it!"

Mrs Weasley, Emily, Mel, Harry and Sirius all left the house together.

"Where's Tonks?" Harry asked.

"She's waiting for us just up here," said Mrs Weasley.

"Wotcher, guys," Tonks -disguised as an old woman- winked at them. "Better hurry up, hadn't we?"

"I know, I know... but Mad-Eye wanted to wait for Sturgis... If only Arthur could have got us cars from the Ministry again... but Fudge wouldn't let him borrow so much as an empty ink bottle these days... How Muggles can stand travelling without magic..."

Sirius was having the time of his life though, running around chasing pigeons and barking loudly. Mel and Harry laughed at his antics, Emily rolled her eyes and mumbled something about him being a child.

As they walked through the streets watching Sirius chase cats and go crazy with the poor birds, she felt Harry glancing at her from time to time. Mel knew he only wanted to help, and perhaps he was a little hurt about the way she'd reacted last night. However, she was far from even acknowledging that she'd cried in front of so many people.

"I felt it, you know?" Harry said when no one was paying attention. "Your panic attack..."

"I figured," Mel said numbly. "It's the lifeline... doesn't matter, I have it under control."

"I could've helped," He insisted. "When we were little–"

"We're not little anymore," She replied sternly. "You handle your stuff, I handle mine. That's what we agreed on."

Harry's jaw clenched, he didn't speak after that.

It felt like a type of rebirth when she crossed the platform and found herself in front of the scarlet train.

"I hope the others make it in time," said Mrs Weasley.

"Nice dog, guys!" called Lee Jordan.

"Thanks, Lee," said Harry.

Sirius made a show of himself, acting as the perfect puppy.

"Mel, come here for a moment," Emily drew her away from the group, looking anxious.

"What is it?"

"I didn't say anything until now because I didn't want to make you uncomfortable during your stay but... oh, well..."

She noticed how her mother glanced at Sirius, who was rolling around at Harry's feet.

"Mum... Are you and Sirius... a thing?"

Her mother hesitated.

"I know you've noticed how... I mean, we've... we're not exactly together."

"Oh," She frowned. "Why not?"

"What?"

"If you want to be a couple, then be one."

"I... you... you're not upset?"

Mel gave her a small smile. "You deserve to be happy. I want you to be happy. If being with Sirius gives you that, I have nothing against it. He's a good man– bit stubborn, but he treats you well, right?"

"He was always a good friend..."

"I hope all goes well, then."

The woman stared as if she'd mistaken Mel for someone else.

"You have more of Matthew than you could ever have of me, you know?" Emily beamed. "I'm thankful for that."

"Sirius would be an idiot if he rejects you, to be honest."

Her mother laughed.

"Don't get your hopes up about this, though..."

"I trust you," Mel brushed it off, hugging her one last time before going back to the group.

Five minutes later Lupin was wishing her a safe journey. Mel held onto him tightly, his scent filling her lungs.

"I'm going to miss you lots," She mumbled against his chest.

"You'll see me soon," Lupin rubbed her back. "Now, just because you weren't made a prefect doesn't mean you're allowed to misbehave. Make us proud."

Sirius ran up to her and crashed against her legs, she kneeled and hugged him as well.

"I'll miss you too, Snuffles... look after my mother while I'm gone, okay?"

He barked, snuggling his face closer to hers.

"Well, look after yourselves," Lupin told the rest of the teenagers. "You too, Harry. Be careful."

"Yeah, keep your head down and your eyes peeled," said Moody. "And don't forget, all of you — careful what you put in writing. If in doubt, don't put it in a letter at all."

"It's been great meeting all of you," said Tonks. "We'll see you soon, I expect."

"Quick, quick," said Mrs Weasley as the whistle blew a second time. "Write... Be good... If you've forgotten anything we'll send it on... Onto the train, now, hurry..."

For one brief moment, the great black dog reared onto its hind legs and placed its front paws on Harry's shoulders, but Mrs Weasley shoved Harry away toward the train door hissing, "For heaven's sake act more like a dog, Sirius!"

"See you!" Harry yelled from the door.

The black dog chased the train barking madly until they turned, then he vanished.

"He shouldn't have come with us," Hermione murmured.

"Oh lighten up, he hasn't seen daylight for months, poor bloke," Ron shook his head.

"Well, can't stand around chatting all day, we've got business to discuss with Lee. Are you coming with us, Lady?" Fred asked.

"Maybe later," She shrugged.

"All right, see you later!"

"Shall we go and find a compartment, then?" Harry asked.

"Er..."

"We're — well — Ron and I are supposed to go into the prefect carriage," Hermione said awkwardly.

Suddenly Mel felt really bad about not going with Fred and George.

"Oh," Harry tensed next to her. "Right. Fine."

"I don't think we'll have to stay there all journey," said the girl. "Our letters said we just get instructions from the Head Boy and Girl and then patrol the corridors from time to time."

"Fine– Well, we... might see you later, then."

"Yeah, definitely. It's a pain having to go down there, I'd rather — but we have to — I mean, I'm not enjoying it, I'm not Percy."

"I know you're not," said Harry.

"I'll tell Erick you say hi, Mel," Hermione offered, thinking that would ease her mind.

"Brilliant," She said without much excitement.

"Come on," Ginny spoke, Mel felt immense relief as she turned to look at the girl, "if we get a move on we'll be able to save them places."

"Right," said Harry, and he looked as pleased as her.

After a while of silent walking, they ran into Neville, which was even better, more people to talk to.

"Hi, guys– Hi, Ginny... Everywhere's full... I can't find a seat..."

"What are you talking about?" said Ginny. "There's room in this one, there's only Loony Lovegood in here —"

"I don't want to disturb anyone..."

"Don't be silly," Ginny chuckled. "She's all right."

They all followed her inside.

"Hi, Luna! Is it okay if we take these seats?"

The girl beside the window looked up. She had straggly, waist-length, dirty-blond hair, very pale eyebrows, and protuberant eyes that gave her a permanently surprised look. Harry knew at once why Neville had chosen to pass this compartment by. The girl gave off an aura of distinct dottiness. Perhaps it was the fact that she had stuck her wand behind her left ear for safekeeping, or that she had chosen to wear a necklace of butterbeer caps, or that she was reading a magazine upside down. Her eyes ranged over Neville and came to rest on Harry. She nodded.

"Thanks," said Ginny.

In the middle of all the movement of putting away trunks and pets, Mel and Harry somehow found themselves seated together. The girl thought it'd look suspicious if she were to move now, it would confirm that she was actively avoiding him.

"Had a good summer, Luna?" Ginny asked.

"Yes. Yes, it was quite enjoyable, you know. You're Harry Potter."

"I know I am," said Harry, frowning slightly.

Her eyes then moved to the next person, which happened to be her.

"You're a Dumbledore."

"Yeah, people keep saying that," Mel said.

Luna moved to Neville. "And I don't know who you are."

"I'm nobody," He said.

"No you're not," said Ginny. "Neville Longbottom — Luna Lovegood. Luna's in my year, but in Ravenclaw."

"Wit beyond measure is man's greatest treasure," sang Luna.

"Guess what I got for my birthday?" Neville asked them.

"Another Remembrall?" Harry teased.

"No– I could do with one, though, I lost the old one ages ago... No, look at this... Mimbulus mimbletonia."

"Sick!" Mel beamed. "Er- in a good way..."

"It's really, really rare," said Neville excitedly. "I don't know if there's one in the greenhouse at Hogwarts, even. I can't wait to show it to Professor Sprout. My great-uncle Algie got it for me in Assyria. I'm going to see if I can breed from it."

"If you do manage, I'd love to have one," Mel eyed the plant with interest.

Harry did a strange noise next to her and she stared back, daring him to speak.

"Does it — er — do anything?" He asked, glancing nervously at her.

"Loads of stuff! It's got an amazing defensive mechanism — hold Trevor for me..."

Neville put the toad on Harry's hands. Luna was staring again.

Neville held the Mimbulus mimbletonia up to his eyes, his tongue between his teeth, chose his spot and gave the plant a sharp prod with the tip of his quill.

Liquid squirted from every boil on the plant, thick, stinking, dark-green jets of it; they hit the ceiling, the windows, and spattered Luna Lovegood's magazine. Ginny, who had flung her arms up in front of her face just in time, merely looked as though she was wearing a slimy green hat, but Harry, whose hands had been busy preventing the escape of Trevor, received a face full. It smelled like rancid manure.

Neville, whose face and torso were also drenched, shook his head to get the worst out of his eyes.

"S-sorry," he gasped. "I haven't tried that before... Didn't realize it would be quite so... Don't worry, though, Stinksap's not poisonous," he added nervously, as Harry spat a mouthful onto the floor.

Mel cackled, cleaning her face without an ounce of grumpiness.

"That was amazing!"

The door of their compartment slid open abruptly.

"Oh... hello, Harry. Um... bad time?" Cho stared at the lot with an anxious expression.

"Oh... hi," Harry quickly tried to clean his face.

"It's a terrible time," Mel said brightly, "We stink."

"Um... well... just thought I'd say hello... 'bye then."

Cho Chang was blushing when she closed the door. She heard Harry groan and fall back on his seat.

"Never mind," said Ginny. "Look, we can get rid of all this easily. Scourgify!"

"Sorry," said Neville timidly.

"Don't be, that was really interesting to watch," Mel smiled.

Neville blushed at her comment.

"I'm starving," Ron walked in, Mel quickly made room between her and Harry, which he took without even noticing.

"Well, there are two fifth-year prefects from each House," said Hermione. "Boy and girl from each."

"And guess who's a Slytherin prefect?" said Ron.

"Malfoy," replied Harry.

" 'Course," Ron made a face.

"And that complete cow Pansy Parkinson," said Hermione to Mel. "How she got to be a prefect when she's thicker than a concussed troll..."

"Cheating of course," Mel shrugged.

"Who's Hufflepuff?" Harry asked.

"Ernie Macmillan and Hannah Abbott," said Ron.

"And Anthony Goldstein and Padma Patil for Ravenclaw," said Hermione. "Oh! Erick seemed fine, Mel– couldn't talk to him because of Malfoy, of course..."

"We're supposed to patrol the corridors every so often," Ron explained, "and we can give out punishments if people are misbehaving. I can't wait to get Crabbe and Goyle for something..."

"You're not supposed to abuse your position, Ron!"

"Yeah, right, because Malfoy won't abuse it at all."

"So you're going to descend to his level?"

"No, I'm just going to make sure I get his mates before he gets mine."

"For heaven's sake, Ron —"

"He's not being unfair, is he?" Mel defended him. "If anyone deserves detention, that's them..."

"I'll make Goyle do lines, it'll kill him, he hates writing," Ron then pretended to be the Slytherin. "I... must... not... look... like... a... baboon's... backside..."

Everyone laughed, but nobody laughed harder than Luna Lovegood. She let out a scream of mirth that caused Hedwig to wake up and flap her wings indignantly and Crookshanks to leap up into the luggage rack, hissing. She laughed so hard that her magazine slipped out of her grasp, slid down her legs, and onto the floor.

"That was funny!"

Her prominent eyes swam with tears as she gasped for breath, staring at Ron. Utterly nonplussed, he looked around at the others, who were now laughing at the expression on Ron's face and at the ludicrously prolonged laughter of Luna Lovegood, who was rocking backward and forward, clutching her sides.

"Are you taking the mickey?"

"Baboon's... backside!"

"Hey, Lovegood," Mel grinned. "We're going to be great friends..."

"Can I have a look at this?" Harry asked Luna. He was staring at the magazine she'd dropped. "Mel, have a look at this, will you?"

He was showing her an article over Ron's shoulder.

SIRIUS - Black As He's Painted?

Notorious Mass Murderer OR Innocent Singing Sensation?

For fourteen years Sirius Black has been believed guilty of the mass murder of twelve innocent Muggles and one wizard. Black's audacious escape from Azkaban two years ago has led to the widest manhunt ever conducted by the Ministry of Magic. None of us has ever questioned that he deserves to be recaptured and handed back to the dementors.

BUT DOES HE?

"What is this?" Mel asked, her voice slightly shaking with contained laughter.

"Hang on," Harry said distractedly. "This one's about Fudge.."

Cornelius Fudge, the Minister of Magic, denied that he had any plans to take over the running of the Wizarding Bank, Gringotts, when he was elected Minister of Magic five years ago. Fudge has always insisted that he wants nothing more than to "cooperate peacefully" with the guardians of our gold.

BUT DOES HE?

Sources close to the Minister have recently disclosed that Fudge's dearest ambition is to seize control of the goblin gold supplies and that he will not hesitate to use force if need be.

"It wouldn't be the first time, either," said a Ministry insider. "Cornelius 'Goblin-Crusher' Fudge, that's what his friends call him..."

"Anything good in there?" asked Ron.

"Of course not," said Hermione. "The Quibbler's rubbish, everyone knows that."

"Excuse me," said Luna. "My father's the editor."

Mel had to bit her lip to not make a sound.

"I — oh. Well... it's got some interesting... I mean, it's quite..."

"I'll have it back, thank you," Luna took back the magazine and buried her face behind it.

The door to the compartment opened again.

"What?" Harry snapped at Malfoy.

"Manners, Potter, or I'll have to give you a detention... You see, I, unlike you, have been made a prefect, which means that I, unlike you, have the power to hand out punishments."

"Yeah, but you, unlike me, are a git, so get out and leave us alone."

The group laughed. Mel felt something crawling up her chest, ready to pounce.

"Tell me, how does it feel being second-best to Weasley, Potter?"

"Shut up, Malfoy," said Hermione.

"I seem to have touched a nerve... Well, just watch yourself, Potter, because I'll be dogging your footsteps in case you step out of line."

"Get out!" said Hermione sharply.

Mel's heart skipped a beat.

Dogging.

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