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wolfstardaughter-jj · 2 years

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I love you and I'm not pretending

Summary: Because of Remus's condition, every full moon he's most likely to come back with wounds and scratches he has no recollection in getting. But the reader is always there to take care of him. Every. Single. Time.

Pairing: Remus Lupin x Reader

Song: I want you by Stephen Sanchez

Warning: wounds, blood, Remus being adorable, Voldy lost the first wizarding war so no one died:)))

Word count: 2k+ words

A/n: the irony is that I'm writing this while I'm sick too but regardless of that, I'm writing cause it's my fav thing to do when I'm sick. This was requested by this ask, Hope you like it<333

Your weekend was spent in your shared home with your boyfriend, Remus, cleaning up his wounds from the previous night at 5 am in the morning.

Most people spend their weekends cuddled up in their beds, sleeping in till noon. Because they had every reason to get all the sleep they could get over the weekend. But that wasn't the case for you.

Though he still disliked having you try to care from him, even after so many years of you doing it. You still do it, even with the occasional protests and refusals from Remus, which you always ignore.

During your years at Hogwarts, he kept a great distance from other people.

When he befriended James, Peter and Sirius, it really blindsided him. He never really planned on making any friends at Hogwarts.

He planned to stay under the radar and just go unnoticed the whole time he was there. But that plan obviously flew out of the window. Seeing as he befriended two of the most audacious students in all of Hogwarts.

Another thing that he never expected was that he was going to find the love of his life right in the halls of that very school.

He used to think that love wasn't in the stars for him. But after countless nights and days spent just being in your presence, he started thinking that maybe. Just maybe, there was someone out there for him, and that someone was you.

Obviously, he never wanted you to find out that he was a werewolf. He was worried you'd think he was a monster. Something he already thought of himself.

But one night, on one of your early morning strolls through the castle. You found out about his condition when you spotted James, Sirius and Peter trying to carry an unconscious and heavily injured Remus into the Hospital wing.

Later that day, when he woke up to you passed out with the rest of his friends by his hospital bed, he panicked.

But you assured him with all your heart that you didn't see him any differently. You didn't see him as a monster, you didn't see him as a freak, you didn't see him as any of that.

You just saw him as Remus. You saw him as the boy who helped you with your school work when you didn't understand them. You saw him as the boy who made sure to save a slice of pie for you every dinner because he knew it was your favourite. If anything, you saw him as an angel.

Ever since that night, you made it your mission to be there for him after every full moon. You'd help Madame Pomfrey with cleaning and patching up his wounds, and learned how to brew wolfsbane potions to help him out.

Remus wasn't exactly open to the idea, but he was no match for your stubbornness.

Eventually your friendship grew into a romance. One thing not many know was that you made the first move. But you weren't the only stubborn one in the relationship.

Eventually after tons, and tons of convincing, you finally got him to go on a date with you.

In Sirius words, "Merlin, Y/n, you're giving Prongs a run for his money."

You two would have dated sooner if Remus wasn't so adamant at the belief that you shouldn't be dating a "monster" like him.

Fast forward to four years after the two of you graduated from Hogwarts. After winning the war against Voldemort and saving the Wizarding world from his wrath.

You and your friends were finally living the closest thing to a mundane life you could have as a bunch of witches and wizards.

In your quaint two story home, Sirius and Peter were passed out in the living room downstairs. James was with Lily and Harry in the guest bedroom across the hall. While you and Remus were doing your usual post-full moon routine.

You were squatting on your bedroom floor, holding a warm, wet towel against one of Remus's fresh wounds on his bare chest. You were trying your hardest to be gentle with him because it seemed that the large gash on his chest was quite deep.

Remus's face contorted with pain as he leaned his head back against the cushion of the armchair. "Fuckfuckfuck," he groaned under his breath as he pulled his eyes shut.

"I know, I know. I'm so sorry love, just a few minutes more and we'll get this patched up. I promise." You cooed, holding his hand as you brushed your thumb against his knuckles.

You could feel a tight squeezes every time the towel would meet his skin. The metallic smell of the blood filled your senses, but you were used to it at that point. The blood was painting the fabric as you went but all you could focus on was Remus.

You were so gentle on him, it was as if you were scared he'd shatter like brittle glass. Your strokes were soft and swift against his skin. After having so much experience in the practice, you knew the routine like the back of your hand.

Just like you promised, you were done cleaning him up and was already starting to patch him up. The gift of magic made things so much easier for you two. You wouldn't know what you would have done without it.

As you whispered the healing incantations, you could feel Remus look over at you with a strong stare. You were used to his silent staring. It was something he'd actually do quite often but he'd never admit that himself.

But something about that moment felt different to you. From the look on his face, he looked lost in thought and mostly confused. You didn't know what was going on in his head, and you were curious.

"What's wrong, love?" You asked, taking hold of his other hand into yours as you finished the last incantation.

"Nothing, darling- Nothing's wrong. Why'd you ask?" He nervously replied with a tired grin.

"Remus, you know you're a terrible liar." You muttered as you sent him a disapproving look.

Remus let out a stained sigh as he leaned back on the armchair cushion, "I honestly don't know how you put up with all of this."

Those words rang in your ear with a disheartening tone, what does he mean by that?

"Put up with all of what?" You urged on as you tried to find his gaze which was trying so hard to avoid yours.

Finally, as he took in a deep breath, he looked at you with a sad look, "With me, with me being a werewolf, with- With everything about me! Merlin, you're too good to be with-"

"Someone like you?" You blurted out before Remus could go any further.

You've had this conversation with him before. It was before you two even started dating. It was about a few days before one of the full moons and Remus was more emotional during those days and he just blew up one night.

You told him everything he needed to hear, and you were going to tell him again. You'd tell him a thousand times if it meant he'd get message through his thick skull.

"My love, nothing in this would could ever make me stray away from you. You are far from a monster. Your werewolf side is a part of you and when I fell in love with you, I fell in love with every part of you." You went in to hold his face in your hands, brushing your thumbs against his warm cheeks as you saw his eyes start to well up.

You let out a sigh as you continued to hold Remus like he was the only thing in the world.

"You think I got into this relationship without accepting the whole you? I knew what I was getting into, you knew it too. And with every fibre in my being, I'm not leaving you anytime soon. You're stuck with me, Lupin."

Remus chuckled lightly at the sentiment, though it felt a tad bit strained due to the sharp ache from his chest.

"Remus, I love you and I'm not pretending. If I was, then someone give me an oscar cause I must be one hell of an actress."

The two of you chuckled as you started to lean into him. Your lips were dangerously close to his, just barely brushing against the surface. You could feel his breath against your lips. He seemed almost hesitant, almost like it was your first ever kiss.

"I love you too." He whispered before your lips crashed into his.

Though magic existed, Remus claimed a kiss from you was the most magical thing he has ever experienced. He never admitted that to anyone...sober. The minute you get alcohol into his system, all he can talk about is his galactic love for his girlfriend.

The kiss was soft and sincere yet invigorating at the same time. The feeling of his lips against yours felt so familiar, like flipping through pages of a book you've read a thousand times. Something you could do for millions of times and not get sick of doing. You wish you could just bottle how you felt every second you were with him.

You could taste the subtle hint of tobacco in his kiss, something you've grown to like. There was the welcoming taste of chocolate and coffee. The cocktail of flavours made you melt into the kiss.

You could feel Remus trail his hand up your back as he pulled you in, as if the small distance between you was still too much.

You chuckled lightly as you pulled away, pushing Remus back with a grin. As much as you wanted to spend the night kissing your wonderful boyfriend, you knew he needed to rest.

"You've got to rest, love. You've had a long night." You reminded him with a slightly concerned look.

Remus pouted in reply. He did feel the exhaustion start to catch up to him, but he'd rather stay up, kissing you, than go to sleep.

"Don't look at me like that, it won't work." You stated as you stood up from your spot.

"Aw come on! One more kiss, and I'll go to bed. I promise!" Remus pleaded as he looked up at you with a pout.

You rolled your eyes with a giggle, you found the gesture absolutely adorable. You knelt back to his level and sent him a teasing grin before meeting his lips.

Remus savoured in the kiss like it was the last one he'd ever have. That's obviously over exaggerating the situation, but his kiss felt just like that. A savouring kiss that lasted way longer than it should have.

You pulled back with a laugh, placing a quick peck on his nose before rising up to your feet. "One kiss, that was the deal, remember?"

Remus shook his head with a laugh as he slowly sat up as he prepared to stand up.

You bent down to help him up, going as gentle as you could. You knew he was still very weak and in pain from his injuries. It was a few steps from the armchair to the bed.

"Why just one kiss? Can't it be two? You know, since your kisses always help me out whenever I'm hurt." He pouted as he plopped down on the mattress.

You let out a chuckle as you leant down and gave him a kiss on the forehead, whispering "You're such a baby." Before your lips met his skin once again.

"Yeah but I'm your baby." He pointed out with a goofy grin.

You felt your heart burst at his words. You could feel your lips curve into a large smile as your cheeks heat up. "Oh Merlin, you'll be the death of me." You admitted as you climbed into the spot next to him.

"Too bad, I'm stuck with you, remember?" He laughed as he cuddled closer to you.

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thelilreddragon · 27 days

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Alive Jily(with hint of Harmione) prompt:

“Harry dear, did you really have to give Dudley the bertie botts every flavor beans?? He vomited!”

“Sorry mum, he was being a git to Neville and made Hermione upset!”

"He is so your son, James."

"Heheheheheh, I know right?"

#james has adhd #james and lily live #harry x hermione

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nerdyfangirlmel · 1 year

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Ok everybody listen. There’s this Harry Potter fanfic I used to read really old. I read it probably around circa 2012-16 and like I wanna read it again cuz nostalgia but I don’t remember who it’s by and what it’s called. It was a James and Lily live fic but also Sirius was married I think to Marlene? Idk I know it’s not a common ship anymore (but this was written like pre wolfstar popularity and when everyone thought of Sirius as a like bad boy ladies man type guy. ) and Sirius and maybe Marlene? (Could be an oc female) Had a daughter whose name I can’t remember but I think it was Rhiannon but I think they called her Rhia? Idk and her and Harry dated. And then Harry had a younger sister who I think was called Emma? And Rhia (Sirius’s daughter if that’s her name) had like twin younger siblings and I feel like one of the twins names was kaylee or Kayla something but that could way off. And these twins got into lots of trouble all the time I think at one point they were preschool and lowkey got suspended. There also might’ve been something going on with Emma Potter and malfoy?? But I could be wrong. And honestly that’s all I remember??? All I know is I read it on fanfiction.net long before I discovered a03. I know that’s like nothing to go on… But like if someone could please help me find this fic I would be forever indebted to you. Pretty sure it was one of the first fanfics I had ever read and I miss it.

Ps isn’t it weird think about a time when Marlene/Sirius were like such a huge popular couple? Lol can’t even now. But I need this fic cuz it was one of the ones that got me into fan fictions in the first place and it was also really well written.

#harry potter series #harry potter fanfic #sirius black #sirius black x marlene mckinnon #sirius black x some female charcater i cant remember #please help #hp marauders #marauders #james and lily #james and lily live #harry potter #fanfiction.net #old fic #pre wolfstar

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willofhounds · 2 years

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New Soul od Fire chapter? 🥺

Its in the works! I promise. Big chapter coming. A much needed confrontation!

#harrr potter #nightingale #magic schools #original characters #james and lily live #harry has siblings #tom/harry #asks are always appreciated #asks open #answered asks

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plantsonplutoart · 1 month

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Moonflower study dates! Because it’s possible to be both academic rivals and the best of friends 🌙🪷😌

James and Sirius are definitely sitting across the table drooling over them

#James and Sirius exclusively hangout in the library to oogle their SOs #moonflower #they’re my platonic otp #lily and remus #they’re study buddies #my art #their friendship is everything to me #remus lupin #sirius black #marauders era #lily evans #lily potter #james potter #boy who lived and his legacy #more doodles from my harry potter lit class

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nightoftheldead · 3 months

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he is THE dad moms try to impress during kindergarten pick up (since reggie does most of the drop offs lol) harry is an amazing older brother ! (of two actually, still working on the marylily one)

anyways meet mia! my jegulus fanchild bc why the f not :]

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goldenminutes · 7 months

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my least favorite marauders headcannon:

peter betrays them and everyone dies

#marauders #peter pettigrew #they all live #dead gay wizards #except not dead #james potter #wolfstar #remus lupin #lily evans #jily #jegulus #idk what else to tag

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soreddieforit · 4 months

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fun fact! marauders writers are contractually obligated to write 50k words of pure angst before they’re allowed to drop one happy sentence

#“they kissed and lived happily ever af-” [GUNSHOTS]#marauders #marauders era #wolfstar #jegulus #james potter #regulus black #sirius black #remus lupin #peter pettigrew #rosekiller #barty crouch jr #evan rosier #marlene mckinnon #mary macdonald #lily evans #marauders fanfiction #fanfiction #harry potter

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elyonblackstar · 4 months

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Have a happy jily to warm your heart in these cold days 😌

#jily #harry potter fanart #james potter #lily evans #harry potter #fanart #I like to draw them happy #to give them the time and life they didn't get to live

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omgrachwrites · 10 months

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My Oh My (Mattheo Riddle)

Mattheo Riddle x Potter!Reader

Request: Do you do song based requests? I was hoping for a Matthew Riddle x potter!Reader based on the song My oh my and/or Shameless from Camila Cabello. You are so good at writing that tension in between characters that shouldn't be together but want to break that forbidden love trope lol - anon

Warnings: fluff, swearing, mentions of sex, wolfstar being adorable

A/N: I hope this is okay anon! Hope you guys all enjoy, I love you all! xxx

You crept along the silent corridors, hoping to Merlin that you wouldn’t get caught by a ghost, or Mrs Norris for that matter. You would have stolen the Invisibility Cloak if Harry wouldn’t miss its absence, you did always have to remind him that your dad had told you to share it but he wouldn’t listen.

It was well past midnight so it wasn’t likely that anybody was going to be in the Common Room. You grinned as you recalled your earlier activities and your knees almost weakened.

They say he likes a good time (My, oh my) He comes alive at midnight (Every night)

You whispered the password, apologising to The Fat Lady for waking her up and you crept through the portrait hole.

“Where have you been?” a quiet voice came from beside the fireplace making you jump.

“Fuck, Harry!” you swore at your older brother and sighed as he waited for you to answer his question, “I couldn’t sleep so I went for a walk,” the lie rolled of your tongue so easily that it surprised you.

Harry nodded, your answer seemed to satisfy him, “I’m sorry, Y/N,” he sighed as he pushed his glasses up his nose, “Hermione woke up and you weren’t there so she panicked. Then, I panicked,” he chuckled, “I was just about to come and look for you.”

Guilt twisted in your stomach as you smiled weakly at Harry, “you don’t have to worry about me Harry, I promise. I’m gonna go up to bed, night Harry.”

“Night, Y/N,” he smiled as you went up to bed. You went to bed feeling like the worst person in the world.

The morning dawned bright and early, and you were walking a little bit behind your friends as you all walked down to the carriages. You were still feeling guilty about the night before so you were keeping your distance. You felt a cold hand wrap around your wrist and you were pulled into the nearest broom cupboard.

“What the fuck?!” you yelped, rolling your eyes when you came face to face with the cocky Slytherin. The same Slytherin that you had shared the previous night with.

My mama doesn't trust him (My, oh my) He's only here for one thing But (so am I) Yeah

A little bit older A black leather jacket A bad reputation Insatiable habits

“Hello, darling,” he grinned, his hands coming up to grip your waist, “I wanted to see you before we all go home for the summer.”

“Well, you’ve seen me, Mattheo,” you laughed as he rolled his eyes, “people will get suspicious if we’re in here for much longer.”

“You will write to me this summer, won’t you?”

You cupped his cheek, trailing your fingers across the scar that he’d received from duelling, “I’ll try,” you promised.

He nodded at your answer before leaning in to kiss you, you kissed him back gently, your fingers digging through his curls. As he pulled away he bit his lip and looked away from your face, “I like you, y’know.”

You laughed at the flush that spread across his cheeks, “I like you too.”

Your friends weren’t that far ahead so it didn’t take long for you to catch up with them, “are you alright, Y/N?” Ron asked.

“Yeah, all good,” you nodded, slightly out of breath, laughing when he slung an arm over your shoulders.

It was a couple of weeks into summer when you walked into the kitchen and heard Harry whining to your mum, “why do me and Y/N have to come though?”

“Oh no, where are we going?”

Your mum looked at you with a sigh as if talking to Harry exhausted her, you knew the feeling, “we’re going to The Three Broomsticks for dinner tonight.”

“What, why?”

“Because,” Lily rolled her eyes, “Sirius wants us to meet his new partner.”

“What’s the point in that when they’re just gonna break up in a couple of months?” since your mum and dad had been in school Sirius held a torch for Remus, but he’d never said anything. Sirius’ relationships barely lasted 6 months.

“That’s exactly what I said,” your dad laughed as he walked into the kitchen.

Lily sighed but you could tell that she was trying not to laugh, “don’t encourage them, James.”

When you and your family arrived at The Three Broomsticks you noticed Sirius and Remus sitting at the table. There was no one else there and they looked pretty nervous, “do you think…?” you trailed off, looking at Harry.

Harry shook his head, “nah, they definitely would have told us by now,” you nodded but you knew first hand that that wasn’t always the case.

As you walked over to the table, Sirius smiled up at you all in greeting and you sat down, “so, everyone knows Remus, obviously,” he laughed and Remus offered everyone a little wave like you hadn’t known him for all your life.

“Does this mean that you guys are together?” Harry asked what everyone else was thinking and when Sirius nodded, your heart leapt for joy. Two people who you loved more than anything had finally found each other, you couldn’t think of anything better.

Your mum and dad whooped, “yes! Wolfstar is real!”

Remus laughed, looking relieved that everyone was taking this so well, “what the hell is Wolfstar?”

Lily flushed as she looked at James, “it was our ship name for you in school, we’re so glad that you guys are together!”

Sirius grinned, “thanks guys!”

“First round is on me,” James grinned, “come on, Y/N, you can help me.”

“Oh, dad!” you whined as you followed him to the bar.

You didn’t notice the bartender until he came to take your order, “what can I get for you?”

You froze when you realised it was Mattheo behind the bar, he stared at you in turn, his blue eyes widening. Your dad put the order in and when he wasn’t paying attention, you leaned over the bar to speak to Mattheo.

“What the hell are you doing here?”

He shrugged as he poured the pints, “thought I’d keep myself busy,” he hissed, “since the only person I want to speak to won’t reply to my letters.”

You bit your lip, you really did feel bad about that one, it had been a jam packed summer already, you hardly had any time to write secret little love letters, “Theo…” you trailed off as your dad paid for the drinks and Mattheo shook his head at you.

As Remus explained how Sirius finally had the guts to tell him how he felt, you couldn’t help but watch the handsome boy behind the bar as he walked from customer to customer with cat like grace. He grinned at a little old woman and spent a lot of time speaking with her, you wished you could hear what he was saying. You liked him like this, it always seemed as though he had to put up a front in school, you wished he could be himself but you supposed you couldn’t blame him, considering who his father was.

Unfortunately, you weren’t as subtle as you thought because your mum saw you looking at him, “who’s that behind the bar?”

“A boy from school,” you muttered, taking a sip of your Butterbeer.

“He’s Mattheo Riddle. Voldemort’s son,” Harry blurted out.

“Harry!” you hissed.

Lily scowled as she eyed him curiously over her wine glass, “he looks like trouble, I hope you’re staying away from him, Y/N.”

“Of course mum.”

When you spotted Mattheo going outside, you made excuses about how you wanted to get some fresh air as you followed him out. You found him leaning against the wall, lighting a cigarette, “those things will kill you, y’know,” you giggled.

“Among other things,” he blew out some smoke, not looking at you.

“Theo,” you sighed walking towards him, “I’m sorry that I haven’t been writing to you.”

Mattheo sighed as he looked at you, touching your cheek, “I understand, you have to protect yourself.”

“I’m not trying to protect myself, I’m trying to protect you! Do you what my parents would do to you if they found out about us? Not to mention my brother.”

Mattheo smirked at you, his blue eyes surprisingly bright in the dark of the night, “trying to protect me huh?” he grinned when you nodded, “I lied by the way, when I told you that I liked you. I meant to say that I really like you,” he flushed and you marvelled at how something like this could embarrass him, after all you would together in The Room of Requirement.

“I really like you too.”

Mattheo flicked away his cigarette as he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear as he leaned in to kiss you. You sighed against his lips, tasting the mint of his gum and the smoke from his cigarette, it was an intoxicating taste.

He was onto me, one look and I couldn't breathe Yeah, I said, "If you kiss me I might let it happen"

I swear on my life that I've been a good girl Tonight, I don't wanna be her

He pulled away from you slightly, resting his forehead against yours, “a forbidden, secret romance is actually pretty sexy, Y/N,” he smirked.

“You’re such a prick,” you laughed as you pulled him in for another kiss.

#fluff #au #everyone lives au #mattheo riddle x reader #mattheo riddle x potter!reader #mattheo riddle x y/n #mattheo riddle x you #mattheo riddle #harry potter #lily potter #james potter #sirius black #remus lupin #wolfstar

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baltharino · 8 months

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#cinderella #cinderella 2015 #lily james #prince kit charming #richard madden #disneyedit #disneygifsdaily #disneynetwork #disney #filmedit #cinematv #dailytvfilmgifs #gif #gifset #dailyflicks #live action

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wolfstardaughter-jj · 2 years

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I'm thinking of starting a book that takes place during the golden trio era.

It's an AU where Sirius never went to Azkaban and he and Remus are together and have a daughter. Harry grows up with both parents because Sirius was the actual secret keeper and Regulus told the order of Voldy's plans before it was too late. Peter gets sent to Azkaban instead and Regulus doesn't die.

The story surrounds Remus and Sirius's daughter and I was thinking her love interest would be Fred Weasley.

What do you guys think?

Its basically my blog but its all placed in a book and actually has a story line

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thelilreddragon · 14 days

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Hey again! Thanks for doing that muggle AU with Alive!Jily, where Harry wakes from the coma. If up for a follow up/continuation , here’s a angsty prompt(with Harry still recalling bad memories from it):

It was just a bad dream?, part 2:

*two weeks later*

“Harry honey, it’s 3 am. Shouldn’t you get some sleep?”

“A and wake up again somewhere under the stairs or somewhere else?? Or maybe never wake up. I don’t want to lose what I have regained.. again. It’s too painful”

Hermione was in a dead sleep. Her boyfriend had fallen asleep clinging to her tightly. After they left the hospital, Harry was unable to be separated from either her or his parents… so they were living with them again, until he could get his anxiety under control.

She woke up to the poking and prodding in her shoulder of her boyfriend. She flipped over to see him getting back into bed… obviously after just having left to make sure his parents were still there.

“Harry, honey. It’s like 3am… please come back to sleep,” Hermione groaned into her pillow.

“But, Mione, what if I wake up again under those stairs or maybe never wake up again!” He started to spiral, and Hermione was forced to sit up, and grab him around the shoulders to attempt to calm him down.

His voice got louder, as his shaking increased. “I don’t want to lose you again! I can’t lose you again!”

The door flew open, and James and Lily sat down on the bed beside them.

“You are not going to lose us again. Whatever that concussion did to you, darling, we will find out,” Lily said, grabbing his hand.

“You’ve got us, until the end of time, bud.”

#harry potter au #james and lily live #james x lily #jily #harry x hermione #fluff #thanks anon!

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rosepompadour · 6 months

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. . . a young girl with a dream of a face. - Ivor Novello on Vivien Leigh, 1936

#fun fact: her hair in the first picture was the inspiration for lily james' ball look in the live action cinderella 🩷#vivien leigh #gone with the wind #the silver screen #*

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heatherfield · 2 months

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Annabel Lee by Edgar Allan Poe

Kissing in the Rain, Episode 4 “Edgar & Annabel” [x]

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resident-gay-bitch · 2 months

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This is inspired by this post :))

“Padfoot?” Harry asked, scrambling up to the table beside Sirius. He slapped his grubby little hands up on the table that was taller than he, and peaked over it to get a look at what Sirius was doing, “What’s that?”

“These are taxes.” Sirius said calmly, reaching down to grab Harry by the waist and hoist him up onto his own lap, “It’s things adults have to do with money. It’s very boring.”

“Do you have to do writing?” He asked, poking the page with a… green finger.

“Yes, a little bit.” Sirius said, grabbing Harry’s hand to get a good look at it, “Why are all of your fingers different colours, Bambi?”

“I wanted to be a rainbow!” He exclaimed, poking Sirius in the face, “Just like you!”

Beside them, Remus snickered, covering his mouth with his hand.

“Just like me, huh?” Sirius asked.

“Yeah.” Harry giggled, “Like you and uncle Moony.”

Sirius laughed and nudged Remus in the ribs, “Hear that Moons? It’s not just me.”

Remus rolled his eyes and shook his head, “You’re trouble, Harry.”

Harry giggled and smiled up at Sirius, “Do you get to do colouring on taxis?”

“Taxes, Sprout, they’re called taxes.” Sirius corrected, running a hand over Harry’s unruly hair, “And no, it’s so boring. No colours allowed.”

Harry poked out his tongue and blew a raspberry, “Can I help you? Maybe I can make it fun.”

“You can absolutely help me if you like, Remus has to help me too because I’m not much good at this stuff. I reckon you’ll be pretty good at it though, don’t you think?”

“Yeah! I’m good at everything.” Harry nodded, “Mummy says I’m the best ever.”

“Well, your mummy is right. Isn’t she, Moons?”

“She’d probably hex me if I said she was ever wrong.” Remus agreed, “So yes, your mother is always right, Harry. You are the best ever.”

Proudly, Harry grinned and stuck his hands up in the air. Sirius tugged him into a big hug and kissed the top of his head before they settled comfortably in their shared chair.

Harry listened carefully as Remus explained each step to Sirius, and together they figured out how to do Sirius’ taxes.

Once that task was done, Remus left for work and Harry followed Sirius through their little house towards the laundry.

“Can I help, please, Padfoot. Mummy says I’m so helpful.”

“Absolutely you can help me, Harry.” Sirius grinned, opening up the washing machine and pulling out all the wet laundry. “I’ll carry this basket outside because it’s very heavy, but maybe you can help me hang everything out, how does that sound?”

“Okay!” Harry shouted running off in the other direction, “I’ll go get your sunglasses!”

“They’re beside my bed!” Sirius called back, chuckling to himself as he loaded up the basket.

He met Harry by the back door, and the little boy was huffing and puffing from his run throughout the house, looking for Sirius’ sunglasses and his own pair that had gotten lost in the mess of his own little room for sleepovers.

They both put their shades on, looking super cool and awesome in them together, and went outside into the summer sun to hang the laundry.

Harry was very helpful, as he said he would be, and handed Sirius each individual item from the basket so he could hang them out. Harry wanted to help hang things up too, because he said it looked fun, but he was too short to reach the clothes line. Sirius did put the boy on his shoulders at one point to hang a few of his own little socks and undies out.

Harry was very satisfied to be helping. Sirius finds it’s adorable how Harry just wants to hang around him all the time, even when he’s doing perfectly mundane things like laundry and taxes. But he supposed he used to be the same with James.

When they were younger, Sirius would follow James everywhere, and he’d watch when James wanted to do extra homework, he’d watch when James polished his broom, and he’d hang around when James wanted to read his magazines. They were best friends, of course Sirius wanted to spend every waking minute with James.

It fills him with so much pride to be that best friend to little Harry. It makes him so happy to know that Harry likes to plod around behind Sirius, doing the most boring of things, simply because he enjoys Sirius’ presence.

Sirius and James may be the best of friends, but they’re nothing compared to the friendship Harry and Sirius have created. They’re together as much as they possibly can be. When Harry was really little, he’d often get confused and call Sirius “dad”, which only made James extremely happy of course.

After the laundry was hung out, they popped back inside for a spot of tea and muffins before getting ready to head out for the day. Harry put his favorite t-rex shirt on, and the boots Sirius bought him for his last birthday. Sirius also wore his boots, and his T.Rex shirt so they’d sort of match.

They both took their leather jackets and wore their matching “cool guy” sunglasses.

Sirius isn’t allowed to take Harry on his motorcycle without adult supervision (James does not count as adult supervision), so they walked down the street, hand in hand, to the bus stop to head into town.

Harry had a wonderful time on the bus, as he always does. He likes to press his face up against the window and watch the world zoom by. It fascinates him how they can move so fast without feeling the wind in his hair or anything, unlike flying on a broom. He thinks it’s brilliant.

He also had a lovely chat with an older lady on the bus. Harry likes to talk to strangers, which became a bit of an issue a few months ago when he’d just wonder off with them. Luckily none had been of the evil sort and helped him find his family again, but it was certainly a problem. He’s better now though, only talking with strangers when someone he knows is also there.

So when an older lady sat across from them on the bus, Harry got chatting away. She told Sirius he was such a lovely boy, and that he should be a very proud dad. Harry and Sirius both had a bit of a giggle about that, and Harry corrected her by calling Sirius his “bestest friend in the entire world and also my uncle”.

When they finally reached their stop, Sirius had to pick Harry up and carry him away because all he wanted to do was chat with the lady. He was very upset to get off the bus, but Sirius bribed him with a lollipop later, so Harry calmed down.

“What’s this place?” Harry asked as they walked through the double doors of the optometrist.

“It’s where you go to get glasses.”

“Oh…” He furrowed his brow, “Did daddy have to go here?”

“Yep.” Sirius nodded, “He has to come back every so often, too.”

“Why are we here?” Harry asked, skipping along beside Sirius as they walked up to the counter, their hands intertwined.

“Because Moony thinks I need glasses, even though I think he’s wrong. But also… you might need glasses too.”

“Like daddy?”

“Yeah, like daddy.” Sirius smiled, “We have to get a little test done, but don’t worry, it’s not scary, just a bit weird. And I’m gonna be there the whole time.”

“Okay.” Harry shrugged, “Can I get glasses like daddy?”

“You can get whatever glasses you want, if the eye doctors say you need them.”

“Okay!” Harry grinned, jumping on the spot.

When the pair were finally called in for their assessment, Sirius went first to help calm some of Harry’s rising nerves. He sat in the chair and confidently named all the letters the optometrist pointed out to him. Once all his tests were done, and Harry was squirming in his lap, excited and ready to take his own tests, the optometrist delivered some shocking news.

“Yeah, you really need some glasses.”

“Shit.”

“Bad word!” Harry gasped, “You’re not allowed to say that.”

“Bullocks, then.” Sirius corrected, “Bloody Remus, why is he always right?”

Harry was very brave through the bulk of his tests, it was only when the optometrist had to get up close to his eyes did he grab onto Sirius and squeeze his wrist so hard that he has little half moons indented in his skin from Harry’s nails.

Nevertheless, Sirius was proud of him, and he told Harry so much. Together, they wondered through the store, hand in hand, and picked out their glasses.

Harry picked a pair similar to his dads, round, black wire frames that were almost bigger than he was. He loved them though, and thought he looked amazing in them, and Sirius thought he was too adorable to not let Harry get them.

Sirius picked out some semi rimless tortoiseshell glasses that suited his face well, and didn’t draw too much attention whilst still accentuating his eyes. When he asked for Harry’s opinion, Harry just said, “You look really smart!”

Sirius looked back at his own reflection and realised he did look pretty smart, and decided he should buy them because Remus would probably find him really attractive.

Once the glasses were bought and they both stepped out wearing them, they headed down to the store to buy some groceries. Tonight, Harry wanted to help cook dinner with Sirius because they were having a big family tea. Lily and James were coming over, as well as Uncle Wormy, Aunt Mary, and Lele (or, Marlene, who refused to be called an aunt because she did not feel responsible enough for that title. Harry calls her Lele, and is the only one allowed to do so, because when he was smaller he couldn’t pronounce Marlene, or Marls, or Marlie, so he automatically shortened Marlie to Lele).

Harry got to sit in the trolley as they wandered around the store, and he was very helpful when grabbing the food they needed and putting it all in the bottom of the trolley in a very organised manner. All the cold things were on one side, all the not cold things on the other, all the big things at the back, and all the little things at the front. Sirius was very impressed with his organisation.

“What do you think, Bambi?” Sirius asked, stopping by the meats, “Would you prefer roast chicken, or roast lamb for tea?”

“Uhm…” Harry thought, tapping his chin as he inspected the meat isle, “Lamb because it’s bigger and I’m so hungry.”

Sirius giggled and grabbed the lamb, handing it to Harry to organise in the trolly, “Careful, muscle man, it’s heavy.”

“Woah!” Harry wobbled as he took it in two hands, carefully crouching down to put it where he wanted it to go, “It’s okay, I’m getting really strong.”

“Yes you are.” Sirius grinned, beginning to push the trolley again, “You’re almost stronger than I am.”

Harry giggled, very giddy on the compliment. Sirius adores how easy it is to get Harry in a giddy state, he gets so adorably flustered anytime anyone gives him a compliment, Sirius can’t help but compliment him all the time.

Honestly, it’s probably a little selfish of him, but he supposed it’s a good thing anyway, that he wants to dote on Harry all the time. He never grew up understanding what it felt like to be loved, he never had the adults in his life compliment him, or encourage him, or help him when he got things wrong, so he does all these things double for Harry.

It makes him so incredibly happy to know that the little rascal is growing up with such a loving environment around him, and with so many people who care about him so viscerally. So who gives a fuck if it’s selfish, at least Harry gets to feel pure happiness every single day, and gets tucked into bed at night with forehead kisses and story times, and at least he knows what it feels like to be loved.

He can’t help himself when he leans over and scruffs up Harry’s hair, and honestly, darn Remus because now he can see the twinkle of admiration in Harry’s eyes even better. Sirius flicks him on the end of the nose, which makes Harry giggle, and they spin around the corner to continue with their shop.

“We need to remember to get some mint when we go back past the vegetables, so we can make some mint sauce. Do you think you can remember that, smarty pants?”

“I will try my best.” Harry smiles, standing up and facing the front of the trolly to point Sirius in the right directions, because he’s in charge here, that’s the rules, according to Harry. “Can we please get some pudding?”

“I think that’s a great idea.” Sirius smiled, “What are you thinking? Maybe some icecream? Or something warm?”

“Icecream with lots of toppings!” Harry shouted, turning back to look at Sirius, “Can we have strawberries and grapes?”

“Ooh, that sounds super yummy.” Sirius grinned, “And chocolate sauce and sprinkles too?”

Harry giggled, “Yes please.”

“Lead the way, captain!” Sirius bellowed out, and Harry turned to point him in the wrong direction, and they spent the next ten mineuts getting lost in the store.

By the time they got to the register, Sirius realised he’d forgotten the mint.

When Sirius raced back to the front of the store, to find Harry standing there anxiously with fully packed bags and an impatient cashier, he panted out a quick apology, scanned through the mint, and rushed Harry out of the store with their shopping.

“Sorry, Harry.” Sirius grumbled, switching the bags around in his hand to get a comfortable grip on them, “I know you hate being left up there by yourself.”

“She didn’t even want to talk to me!” Harry pouted, carrying a whole bag of shopping by himself. He looked like he was struggling with it, but when Sirius asked if he needed a hand, he promised he was strong enough to carry it himself.

“Well, she must have sucked. Some people are so boring, aren’t they?”

“Yeah.” Harry moped.

“But, if it’s any consolation, I bought you a giant sized lollipop like I promised.”

“Giant?” Harry asked, bewildered as he looked up at Sirius.

“Giant.” Sirius whispered back, like it was a wonderful secret, “It might even be bigger than you.”

Harry laughed so brightly, almost tripping over his own feet he was so distracted by it, “You’re so silly, Paddy.”

“I know, I know, I’m just the silliest.” Sirius laughed along with him, “You can eat it on the bus, if you want. But you won’t be allowed to eat it when your mum and dad come over, or they’ll get me in trouble for letting you have so much sugar.”

“Okay, I’ll keep a secret.” Harry whispered, absolutely delighted by the thought of keeping secrets from his parents.

“Good boy.” Sirius grinned down at him, “Come on, we’re almost at the bus stop.”

On the ride home, Sirius started up a game of I-Spy, which Harry roped a couple of teenagers on their way home from school into playing. They were two girls, each with hair bigger than their backpacks, who giggled whenever Harry said something adorable.

Sirius only stopped giggling with them when one of the girls made a comment about how Harry had a really cute dad too. Which of course, Harry didn’t pick up on and only corrected them the same way he had that old lady earlier today, but Sirius very pointedly didn’t continue any conversation with them out of pure discomfort.

On the short walk back from the bus stop to Sirius’ house, Harry started to struggle even more with his shopping bag. The big day had started to catch up with him, and the little boy started to get tired, tripping over his own feet and going unnaturally quiet. Not only that, but carrying an entire shopping bag whilst also trying to eat a jumbo lollipop seemed to be a very hard task.

“Oh, Harry, would you be able to grab my keys out of my pocket? I’ve got my hands full.”

“Me too!” Harry groaned. He had a tendency to get grumpy when he’s tired.

“Yes, yes, just put that bag down for a second- here, hand it to me, there you go.” Sirius nodded, taking the bag from Harry, “And hand me your lollipop- good boy.”

Harry reached into Sirius’ pocket and pulled out the house keys, finding the right one to stick in the door, “Got them.”

“Great job.” Sirius smiled, handing the lollipop back to Harry, but keeping the bag, “And there’s all your things back, good job. How about some I-Spy?”

“Okay.” Harry shrugged, too distracted to notice that Sirius had kept the shopping bag. It wasn’t very heavy, it just had a loaf of bread, the mint, some crisps, and a punnet of strawberries in it, but that was a lot for such a little boy. Sirius knew he wouldn’t give the bag up willingly, not wanting to look weak in front of his cool Uncle Padfoot, so Sirius has to get smart about these things.

Luckily, Sirius knows his nephew well enough to do these things smoothly.

They played a lazy game of I-Spy the rest of the short walk home, and Harry cheered up a little without the extra weight in his hands. He was pretty happy to be the one who unlocked the door when they got there, and ran inside to greet Libby the lizard.

Libby was a bearded dragon Sirius had purchased on a whim one afternoon about two years ago. He and Harry had been out on a walk and popped into the pet shop so Harry could look at all the puppies and kittens, and when he saw the lizard he thought it was so hilarious and cool that Sirius brought it for him.

When Lily found out, she was furious. James was laughing his arse off, just thankful it wasn’t a cow, because Harry had previously been asking for a pet cow and he knows how easily Sirius bends to Harry’s will, especially when he pulls out the puppy dog eyes.

Lily said Harry could keep the lizard if he wanted, but it had to live at Sirius’ house, so of course Sirius agreed. At age three, Harry had a pet lizard he named Libby because there wasn’t much else he knew how to say, and Sirius took care of it for him.

The pair quickly unpacked all the bags, gave Libby her dinner, and then had a little break after their big day of walking around. Sirius made them both some tea and biscuits, and Harry did some colouring whilst they chatted.

Sirius got started on the dinner preparations whilst Harry continued to do some colouring, still too tired to help out just yet.

In the lounge, they had Led Zeppelin playing on the record player, because they were one of Harry’s favorites. Immigrant Song is Harry’s favorite, he likes to sing along to the “Ah ah aahhhhh ah” part.

Mindlessly, Sirius chopped up the vegetables for roasting, singing and dancing along to the tunes vibrating through the house.

After flipping the record, very carefully, as he had been taught by his uncles, Harry pondered into the kitchen and stepped up on his little helping-out-stool, and layed all the veggies out on the tray and covered them in oil and seasonings.

“Very good job, Harry.” Sirius smiled, taking the lamb out of the packet, “Go wash your hands again and you can help me season the meat, yeah?”

“Okay.” Harry grinned and skipped off to clean up.

Whilst waiting, Sirius turned the oven on to preheat and washed his own hands at the kitchen sink. When Harry returned, they got to smothering the meat in seasonings together and plopping it on the rack over the vegetables.

“Now, whilst that’s cooking we’ll make up the mint sauce, and then that’s all done.” Sirius smiled, “Should we prepare dessert now as well?”

“I think so.” Harry nodded, “Then we can be more fancy, like a restaurant, when everyone gets here.”

“Right you are, Sprout.” Sirius winked at him, grabbing the mint out of the fridge and instructing Harry on how to help.

They pottered around each other, and Harry did a very good job of stirring the sauce as Sirius quickly diced up the strawberries for dessert. And once everything was done, they got started on setting the table.

Remus came home about midway through their process, smiling at the inviting smell of a roast dinner. The full moon was approaching, Remus was even more appreciative of a good lamb roast than ever.

“Hi, love.” Sirius smiled, wandering over to kiss his partner hello.

“Hi.” Remus melted, kissing Sirius’ cheek back, “I see I was right?”

Sirius groaned, “Shut up- don’t Harry and I just look so flash in our new glasses?”

“Oh, look at you!” Remus smiled as Harry started to show off a bit, “Two very handsome men, you are.”

Harry giggled, hugging Remus’ leg, “Thanks, Uncle Moony!”

“Now, go shower and change.” Sirius said, shoving Remus towards their room, “We’ve got dinner to cook and guests to greet. Go, go.”

“Cute apron.” Remus smiled, backing away, “Pinks certainly your colour.”

Sirius flipped him off, one hand subconsciously smoothing over the frilly apron James had jokingly gifted him one Christmas.

Harry dragged Sirius back into the kitchen just in time to pull the roast out of the oven, and it smelt delicious. So delicious in fact, that Harry actually started drooling as he stared at it.

Sirius laughed his arse off, quickly wiping the boys chin before it dribbled down his shirt.

Once they had both calmed down a little, and Harry’s embarrassment had subsided, they got to cutting up the meat and plating. Harry was very helpful in this process, using the little tongs in the shape of dog paws to dish out all the vegetables into serving bowls, as well as transferring the cut off slices onto a platter for easy serving.

Once the table was all set and ready, and Harry was satisfied with how everything looked, he rushed over to put on some good “eating dinner” music as their family started to arrive.

Together they all sat around the dinner table, Harry at the head with Sirius right beside him at his request, and shared a lovely meal together.

James was almost rendered to tears when Harry told him he picked the glasses that looked most like his dads. Sirius had to hold his hand whilst he sobbed over his carrots.

Once the meal was done, Harry begged for another sleep over at his Uncle Pads because they had the best time ever doing big people things tomorrow. Sirius, of course, agreed, and the both of them begged James and Lily for another sleepover. Besides, Sirius had more mundane things to do tomorrow, and Harry always finds a way to make those things fun.

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Anyway, I love Sirius and Harry’s friendship and I also love the marauders just doing normal people things so I thought why not?

This was great because I haven’t been able to write in ages cause some personal shit happened and my mind has been mush ever since and I’ve had all these writing ideas but no motivation or energy to write so this was really really fun. I didn’t put too much energy or effort into it, you know, it’s a pretty basic fic but I still think it’s fun.

Thanks for taking the time to read! I’d really appreciate reblogs and comments, they always make my day <3

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