James Potter would be the most confusing man that ever stepped into Hogwarts. And not because he has adhd or can turn into a STAG. No no no. It would be because he is the biggest sexual paradox to ever be.
He wears tank top and slutty shorts for a party, gossips with girls, lets Sirius do his make up but at the same time he takes almost 3 seats with how his legs would spread, he is obsessed with quidditch and flirts with Lily 24/7.
Everyone is confused, arguing if he is gay or straight or bisexual and loosing their mind in general.
And he would just stand by and watch the chaos unfold.
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Imagine Regulus and Sirius competing together at the triwizard tournament. When Sirius goes underwater, he sees attached to the bottom are both Remus AND James. He doesn't know who to save and has a whole crisis underwater CRYING because they are his chosen family, and he can't save both of them
Suddenly Regulus appears and without having a second thought nor saying anything to Sirius, he takes James arm from his arm and SMIRKS AT HIM before swimming up
They had a fight while they were all shivering and frozen because of the cold water, everyone staring at them
Fragments:
Pt1, Pt2
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Latino James is teaching Spanish to Sirius so he can bond more with the Potters, but Sirius is getting frustrated with his slow progress so he goes to Remus to complain :
Sirius : not speaking it perfectly yet is one thing, but i'm not even able to understand it correctly Moony !
Remus : really ?
Sirius : just the other day i thought i heard James say something about kissing and mouths to Reg, which is obviously not right because why would Prongs ever say that to my brother ?!
Remus :
Sirius :
Remus :
Sirius : Remus ? why would Prongs ever say that to my brother ?
Remus : ... see the good news is i think you're getting fairly good at spanish after all
Sirius : yeah and the bad news is i won't be getting any better because i have to kill my teacher- JAMES YOU BROTHERF-
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I need a fic where the marauders argue over what kind of alcohol is the best. Remus would state that whiskey is superior, although he secretly enjoys sweet wine/drinks much more (Pads knows that, gives him a side eye). Sirius and James, at the beginning, would both say red wine, but when James starts to praise his mother's homemade sangria, they would end up screaming at each other like their life depends on it. Just when Lily or other responsible individual was about to break them apart, Peter would say that beer is the best. They all stare at him silently as if he grew a second head...after that they all agreed to never bring this subject up again.
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So I was on Ao3 right?? And I wanted to explore something new right?? Then I remembered that I hadn't read any hispanic/Indian harry potter fics, so I happily tapped the search bar typed in 'harry potter' clicked 'draco malfoy/harry potter' then shimmied over to filters.
And to my utter horror, when I searched 'hispanic harry potter' and put in my preferences, I found NONE. ZERO. NOTHING.
But then I typed 'indian harry potter' and found some fics. I was happy. But now I've read them all and I'm hungry for more.
Can someone please write or recommend a Spanish harry potter/draco malfoy fic where James and regulus raise harry, james teaches harry spanish and regulus teaches him french, and he know other languages from the remaining marauders (except peter though).
Please, I need it 😭😭
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James was wandering the castle after curfew. He was restless, couldn't sleep. He was filling his brain everytime he closed his eyes. His beautiful face, his silky hair that James desperately wanted to run a hand through, his soft, red cupids bow lips that he really badly wanted to...
He wandered around the corridors, knowing it wasn't a good idea. He had stupidly left both the map and the cloak in the dorm so he could easily get caught. He hoped no teachers or prefects would be out this late.
The moon shone through the windows, covering the cold stone corridors in small patches of light. His footsteps echoed softly.
James looked up and saw the shadow of a cat, knowing he was done for if it was Mrs Norris cause filch was never too far from her. He tried to duck into the shadows, watching as the cat turned the corner.
To his surprise, it wasn't Mrs Morris at all, not was it a cat he recognised. James took to knowing all the cats in the castle. Many students had them as pets and James loved cats so he'd often be found playing with one.
The kitten padded slowly along the corridor, towards James. He was incredibly small with black, soft looking fur and no collar. All the pet cats at hogwarts had collars, they had to have them, it was the rules.
James stepped into the middle of the corridor. He crouched down a few feet away from the kitten and put out his hand.
The cat stopped the moment it say James, glancing between him and the way he came. Hesitantly, he urged forward and sniffed James' had. Then, he purred and rubbed his head on it.
James, with a grin on his fave, then moved to sit on the floor with his legs crossed and the cat immediately crawled into his lap and cuddled upto him.
He frowned when he realised he was shaking. Shivering. It was freezing in the corridors and this cat had no owner by the looks of it. Not one that cared about him anyway.
"Your cold." James muttered softly, the cat looking up at him with his big, silver eyes that seemed to glow in the moonlight. "Come, we can go to the common room, it's warm there." James picked the kitten up, holding him against his chest, stood up and began making his way through the corridor, back the way he came.
"Do you have a name?" He asked, knowing no one would answer. "We have to give you one." He thought for a moment. "Freckles?" He laughed softly when the cat let out an angry sounding meow at that. "Hmmm...Elio?"
The cat seems to like that name, so they go with that. Elio, James' little kitten.
James mutters the password before climbing through the portrait hole into the common room, letting Elio down and sits on the couch. He looks around, climbing onto the window sill and looking at the view outside before going back to lie on James' lap.
Regulus has never been happier.
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James: Okay Sirius I'm gonna ask you something in Spanish and all you have to say is yes got it?
Sirius: Uh I mean okay I guess
James: Great! ¿Puedo tener tu bendición para casarme con tu hermano?
Sirius: ...Si?
James: Gracias, *pulls out a ring box* Reggieeeeeeeeeee
Sirius: JAMES WHAT THE FUCK
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