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i need this rn

canon compliant au where when sirius is stuck on house arrest in grimmauld place he uncovers regulus’ letters and tries to find out what happened to him aka who lives who dies who tells your story au aka sirius finds out about his dead best friend and dead brothers love affair 15 years later??

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just thought of an AMAZING jegulus blurb 🫣 maybe ill write it

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Dorothea - James Potter

Summary: James Potter thinks back to the memories of his best friend, and the girl he was once in love with before she ran away to follow her dreams.

Warnings: lots of angst, no happy ending basically

-

Hey, Dorothea, do you ever stop and think about me

James knew he shouldn't have done it, he should've left the “past in the past” as everyone liked to tell him, but the fire whisky was too strong and his emotions were too out of control, so here he was pulling down the box of your belongings out of the top of his shelf, not knowing what he was about to rediscover. 

When he set the box down on the wooden floor he removed the dust from the top with the sleeve of his gray jumper to reveal two words that made his heart absolutely sink.

Y/n + James 

James internally cringed reading her name but nether the less opened the box of memories, dust flew out of the box when he initially opened it, but it soon cleared out to reveal the first thing, a polaroid of him and you in the boy's dormitory in 4th year, insanely pissed out of your minds.

He remembered that day all too well, you had brought up fire whisky you nicked from Filch’s office to share with the boys, and towards the end of the night, you asked James a question that determined your dreams for the future. 

-

It was 1:04 am in the morning, Peter was passed out on his bed with tiny popcorn crumbs littered around his head, and Remus was sound asleep in an upwards position as Sirius was sprawled out into his lap, leaving James and Y/n. 

“James?” Y/n asked, barely conscious as is.

“Yeah dove?” he replied, looking at the girl.

“Do you think I’ll make it big one day?” she asked in a whisper.

James stared at her, studying the girl's face, of course, he knew what she meant, ever since the girl was a child doing silly beauty pageants her mom forced upon her, she dreamed of more. She dreamed of moving away from England and flying down to Hollywood to make her acting dreams become a reality.

Of course, they were just dreams, no one thought she could actually pull it off.

“You have the talent and passion for it Y/n/n I don't see why not,” he said with a grin. 

Y/n smiled, truly smiled, if the whole world didn't believe in her she knew James Potter did and that's all that really mattered to her, she grabbed the polaroid that was beside her and flipped it so the camera faced the two of them.

“Smile!” she said. 

-

James smiled fondly at that photo, It was the peak of their friendship before things (in his opinion) went downhill. He continued to rummage through the box until he found a ring hooked onto a chain to make a necklace, he had gifted it to Y/n the day he asked her to be his girlfriend. 

-

It’s never too late to come back to my side

The stars in your eyes shined brighter in Tupelo

-

It was late December during your 6th year, you and he were just lounging in his living room watching crappy muggle television sitcoms when he popped the question he has been meaning to ask you for weeks.

“Hey, Y/n?’ James asked nervously fidgeting with the box he was hiding behind a white throw pillow.

Y/n turned from the television to him with a smile, only it dropped seeing the anxiety written all over his face. 

“What’s up? Are you okay?’ She said scanning his face for any injuries of sorts.

James pulled out the red box with a white bow on it and handed it to her, her face morphed into one of confusion. She took the box and opened it to reveal one of James' own rings (that she absolutely adored) wrapped around a silver chain. 

“Happy Christmas Y/n/n,” he said with a smile.

“Oh, James this is so thoughtful! But I can't take this, this is yours,” She said with a frown, as she looked up at the boy.

“No, really take it, you've always loved it more than me anyhow,” He chuckled. Y/n looked up at him with sparkling eyes that could rival the stars and hugged him. 

“Y/n can I ask you something?” He stuttered, damn those stupid nerves.

“Of course anything!” she said as she slipped on the necklace. 

“Will you be my girlfriend?”

-

James Potter stared longly at the necklace wondering when everything went wrong. He wished he could turn back time but not to redo anything or make different choices, to relive his time with Y/n. Yes, he dated and loved the girl, but she was his best friend first. The person he would go to after a rough day, and the girl he spilled all of his secrets to. The day Y/n left he didn't just lose his lover, he lost his best friend. 

Jame quickly shoved the necklace back into the box only to return with something much more hurtful, 

the proposal ring.

-

And if you’re ever tired of being known for who you know

You know you’ll always know me

-

James, Y/n, and the rest of their mates had all graduated from Hogwarts nearly two years ago, it was truly crazy how fast time flew when you were with your best friends nearly every day. 

Y/n and James had gotten a flat together in the middle of London on top of a busy cafe, the best part of that were that a lot of every day they were given free coffee (and sometimes pastries if there were leftover ones).

James Potter had it all planned out, today was the day he was proposing, he had asked her parents for approval, he made sure it was clear with her friends, and everyone assumed she would say yes. 

James had set up a nice picnic in a flower garden area they would regularly visit for dates, this time no different, except he had a ring hidden in his left pocket awaiting to be placed onto a finger.

The night was perfect, dinner went off without a hitch, and the couple was just soaking in the night. They had just finished eating chocolate-covered strawberries when James finally determined it was the right time. 

“Y/n..” James started. 

She looked up from her strawberry to see her nervous boyfriend, she smiled at him to hopefully ease his nerves. 

“I have to ask you something,” y/n stayed silent, only nodding for James to continue. 

James stood up and got onto one knee, he pulled out the velvet black box from his pocket and opened it up to reveal a beautiful diamond-rimmed ring, sparkling from the night sky. Y/n gasped looking at the ring and then back at James. 

“Will you marry me Y/n Y/l/n?” He said with a smile so bright. She had tears in her eyes, but not the good kind.

“James,” she croaked out.

The hesitance in her voice made James panic, he slid onto both knees taking a hold of her hands, as she looked away crying. 

“I can’t James, I'm so sorry,” She cried out, taking her hands away from his, leaving him empty.

“But why? I thought we were good. I thought everything was great. Please Y/n” He begged, was it too soon? Was he in the wrong?

Y/n stood up and started making an exit out of the flower field, James not too far behind her. She suddenly stopped and turned around to face James, tears streaming down her face.

“I'm so sorry James, I love you I do but I'm not a wife girl? I can't settle down, not yet at least we are both so young!” She wept, whipping her tears.

“Then let's wait! I love you Y/n/n and I will wait forever for you,” James hurried to her front, taking his hands into hers.

Y/n looked up at James with tear-ridden eyes 

“I think we should take a break James, ” she said finally. 

“What no? Please don't do this Y/n I'm so sorry I asked you to marry me we can pretend this never happened!” He pleaded. 

“I'm going to America James,” She bowed her head in shame, “ I didn't tell you because I was afraid of how you would react and I didn't want it to ruin anything we had, and I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner,” she rambled. 

James was the one this time to shake her hands off of his, he wasn't sad anymore no, he was angry, he was mad. 

“What?” He uttered, “Were you planning on packing up and leaving me next week with a note to say you were going to live out your fantasies? Were you even planning on telling me at all?” He voiced, he was hurt, sad, angry, and all of the above.

“Of course, I was, I'm not a monster! And it's not some fantasy James it's my dream you know that!” She cried out. 

“Fine, Y/n go to America but don't think that this is me being supportive, not after you just broke my heart and stomped on it a million times,” James replied.

Y/n folded the cream cardigan that was in her hands and stared at the boy she once called her best friend, and turned to walk toward her car. As she was just about to enter she looked back at James, who was already looking at her. 

“Goodbye James Potter,” she said to him as she entered her car.

James watched as she drove away, he watched as her white car went from visible to microscopic, he wiped his tears and turned away back to the picnic to clean up the mess that had happened.

“Goodbye Y/n Y/l/n” He whispered as he stuffed the forgotten ring back into his pocket.

-

James shoved that box to the corner of his room in frustration, no wonder he didn't go through it, too many painful memories. He regretted everything he said that night, he let his anger take control of his actions and because of that he never got to wish his best friend good luck or give her a proper fair well. 

He rubbed the tears off of his face and went downstairs to make some half-ass dinner for himself, probably just a frozen meal Remus got him when they went on their weekly grocery trips. 

He put the meal in a muggle microwave and sat down to turn on the television, just to his luck an awards show was happening at that time, alas it was only the red carpet looks so he was barely interested.

He got his meal and sat in front of the tv, only using it for background noise, as he ate his rough meatloaf and soggy mashed potatoes. 

It was only when a familiar name was called that he dropped what he was doing and looked up at the screen.

“And here is the ‘it girl’ herself, Y/n Y/l/n! Wearing a stunning gold dress tell us who it is by?” the reporter asked. 

-

Dorothea

Dorothea

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Dorothea - James Potter

Summary: James Potter thinks back to the memories of his best friend, and the girl he was once in love with before she ran away to follow her dreams.

Warnings: lots of angst, no happy ending basically

-

Hey, Dorothea, do you ever stop and think about me

James knew he shouldn't have done it, he should've left the “past in the past” as everyone liked to tell him, but the fire whisky was too strong and his emotions were too out of control, so here he was pulling down the box of your belongings out of the top of his shelf, not knowing what he was about to rediscover. 

When he set the box down on the wooden floor he removed the dust from the top with the sleeve of his gray jumper to reveal two words that made his heart absolutely sink.

Y/n + James 

James internally cringed reading her name but nether the less opened the box of memories, dust flew out of the box when he initially opened it, but it soon cleared out to reveal the first thing, a polaroid of him and you in the boy's dormitory in 4th year, insanely pissed out of your minds.

He remembered that day all too well, you had brought up fire whisky you nicked from Filch’s office to share with the boys, and towards the end of the night, you asked James a question that determined your dreams for the future. 

-

It was 1:04 am in the morning, Peter was passed out on his bed with tiny popcorn crumbs littered around his head, and Remus was sound asleep in an upwards position as Sirius was sprawled out into his lap, leaving James and Y/n. 

“James?” Y/n asked, barely conscious as is.

“Yeah dove?” he replied, looking at the girl.

“Do you think I’ll make it big one day?” she asked in a whisper.

James stared at her, studying the girl's face, of course, he knew what she meant, ever since the girl was a child doing silly beauty pageants her mom forced upon her, she dreamed of more. She dreamed of moving away from England and flying down to Hollywood to make her acting dreams become a reality.

Of course, they were just dreams, no one thought she could actually pull it off.

“You have the talent and passion for it Y/n/n I don't see why not,” he said with a grin. 

Y/n smiled, truly smiled, if the whole world didn't believe in her she knew James Potter did and that's all that really mattered to her, she grabbed the polaroid that was beside her and flipped it so the camera faced the two of them.

“Smile!” she said. 

-

James smiled fondly at that photo, It was the peak of their friendship before things (in his opinion) went downhill. He continued to rummage through the box until he found a ring hooked onto a chain to make a necklace, he had gifted it to Y/n the day he asked her to be his girlfriend. 

-

It’s never too late to come back to my side

The stars in your eyes shined brighter in Tupelo

-

It was late December during your 6th year, you and he were just lounging in his living room watching crappy muggle television sitcoms when he popped the question he has been meaning to ask you for weeks.

“Hey, Y/n?’ James asked nervously fidgeting with the box he was hiding behind a white throw pillow.

Y/n turned from the television to him with a smile, only it dropped seeing the anxiety written all over his face. 

“What’s up? Are you okay?’ She said scanning his face for any injuries of sorts.

James pulled out the red box with a white bow on it and handed it to her, her face morphed into one of confusion. She took the box and opened it to reveal one of James' own rings (that she absolutely adored) wrapped around a silver chain. 

“Happy Christmas Y/n/n,” he said with a smile.

“Oh, James this is so thoughtful! But I can't take this, this is yours,” She said with a frown, as she looked up at the boy.

“No, really take it, you've always loved it more than me anyhow,” He chuckled. Y/n looked up at him with sparkling eyes that could rival the stars and hugged him. 

“Y/n can I ask you something?” He stuttered, damn those stupid nerves.

“Of course anything!” she said as she slipped on the necklace. 

“Will you be my girlfriend?”

-

James Potter stared longly at the necklace wondering when everything went wrong. He wished he could turn back time but not to redo anything or make different choices, to relive his time with Y/n. Yes, he dated and loved the girl, but she was his best friend first. The person he would go to after a rough day, and the girl he spilled all of his secrets to. The day Y/n left he didn't just lose his lover, he lost his best friend. 

Jame quickly shoved the necklace back into the box only to return with something much more hurtful, 

the proposal ring.

-

And if you’re ever tired of being known for who you know

You know you’ll always know me

-

James, Y/n, and the rest of their mates had all graduated from Hogwarts nearly two years ago, it was truly crazy how fast time flew when you were with your best friends nearly every day. 

Y/n and James had gotten a flat together in the middle of London on top of a busy cafe, the best part of that were that a lot of every day they were given free coffee (and sometimes pastries if there were leftover ones).

James Potter had it all planned out, today was the day he was proposing, he had asked her parents for approval, he made sure it was clear with her friends, and everyone assumed she would say yes. 

James had set up a nice picnic in a flower garden area they would regularly visit for dates, this time no different, except he had a ring hidden in his left pocket awaiting to be placed onto a finger.

The night was perfect, dinner went off without a hitch, and the couple was just soaking in the night. They had just finished eating chocolate-covered strawberries when James finally determined it was the right time. 

“Y/n..” James started. 

She looked up from her strawberry to see her nervous boyfriend, she smiled at him to hopefully ease his nerves. 

“I have to ask you something,” y/n stayed silent, only nodding for James to continue. 

James stood up and got onto one knee, he pulled out the velvet black box from his pocket and opened it up to reveal a beautiful diamond-rimmed ring, sparkling from the night sky. Y/n gasped looking at the ring and then back at James. 

“Will you marry me Y/n Y/l/n?” He said with a smile so bright. She had tears in her eyes, but not the good kind.

“James,” she croaked out.

The hesitance in her voice made James panic, he slid onto both knees taking a hold of her hands, as she looked away crying. 

“I can’t James, I'm so sorry,” She cried out, taking her hands away from his, leaving him empty.

“But why? I thought we were good. I thought everything was great. Please Y/n” He begged, was it too soon? Was he in the wrong?

Y/n stood up and started making an exit out of the flower field, James not too far behind her. She suddenly stopped and turned around to face James, tears streaming down her face.

“I'm so sorry James, I love you I do but I'm not a wife girl? I can't settle down, not yet at least we are both so young!” She wept, whipping her tears.

“Then let's wait! I love you Y/n/n and I will wait forever for you,” James hurried to her front, taking his hands into hers.

Y/n looked up at James with tear-ridden eyes 

“I think we should take a break James, ” she said finally. 

“What no? Please don't do this Y/n I'm so sorry I asked you to marry me we can pretend this never happened!” He pleaded. 

“I'm going to America James,” She bowed her head in shame, “ I didn't tell you because I was afraid of how you would react and I didn't want it to ruin anything we had, and I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner,” she rambled. 

James was the one this time to shake her hands off of his, he wasn't sad anymore no, he was angry, he was mad. 

“What?” He uttered, “Were you planning on packing up and leaving me next week with a note to say you were going to live out your fantasies? Were you even planning on telling me at all?” He voiced, he was hurt, sad, angry, and all of the above.

“Of course, I was, I'm not a monster! And it's not some fantasy James it's my dream you know that!” She cried out. 

“Fine, Y/n go to America but don't think that this is me being supportive, not after you just broke my heart and stomped on it a million times,” James replied.

Y/n folded the cream cardigan that was in her hands and stared at the boy she once called her best friend, and turned to walk toward her car. As she was just about to enter she looked back at James, who was already looking at her. 

“Goodbye James Potter,” she said to him as she entered her car.

James watched as she drove away, he watched as her white car went from visible to microscopic, he wiped his tears and turned away back to the picnic to clean up the mess that had happened.

“Goodbye Y/n Y/l/n” He whispered as he stuffed the forgotten ring back into his pocket.

-

James shoved that box to the corner of his room in frustration, no wonder he didn't go through it, too many painful memories. He regretted everything he said that night, he let his anger take control of his actions and because of that he never got to wish his best friend good luck or give her a proper fair well. 

He rubbed the tears off of his face and went downstairs to make some half-ass dinner for himself, probably just a frozen meal Remus got him when they went on their weekly grocery trips. 

He put the meal in a muggle microwave and sat down to turn on the television, just to his luck an awards show was happening at that time, alas it was only the red carpet looks so he was barely interested.

He got his meal and sat in front of the tv, only using it for background noise, as he ate his rough meatloaf and soggy mashed potatoes. 

It was only when a familiar name was called that he dropped what he was doing and looked up at the screen.

“And here is the ‘it girl’ herself, Y/n Y/l/n! Wearing a stunning gold dress tell us who it is by?” the reporter asked. 

-

Dorothea

Dorothea

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am i writing a James Potter one shot inspired by “Dorothea” by Taylor Swift? 🫣🤭

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deja vu // jp x reader

words: 1.1k

warnings: angst, toxic!reader, snape (yes that absolutely is a warning)

a/n: three fics in three days who is sheee

you watched from the distance as james shared a strawberry ice cream at florean fortescue’s, evil smirk playing on your lips. “stop that,” regulus muttered from beside you.

“stop what?” you posed, mock innocence written in your tone. regulus rolled his eyes as a sinister chuckle left his lips.

“i can practically hear the evil gears turning in your head, yn. so come on, what are we plotting?” he asked, setting down his book and turning his attention towards you.

“i’m not plotting anything, reggie,” he gave you a pointed look and you giggled, “i’m just wondering when potter is going to tell evans that we did that too,” you shrugged, biting your lip to contain your smile. “i mean… she thinks it’s special, but it’s all reused,” you shrugged indifferently, causing regulus to laugh out loud.

“let it go ynn… let it go,” he patted your head.

“i will… for now,” you murmured the last part, though regulus heard it and rolled his eyes endearingly at your petty nature.

~~

the next time you ran into james and lily it happened to be at the end of a slytherin and gryffindor quidditch game. you had went onto the field to congratulate regulus on the big win. you giggled as he lifted you off the ground and twirled you around in a hug. however, you scoffed as you saw lily comforting james.

“come on… let’s go to the bridge,” reg offered.

“shower first, you smell,” you joked causing reg to roll his eyes and laugh, making his way to the locker room. you waited outside for him untill he finished, which is when he took your hand and lead you to the bridge.

you inwardly groaned and outwardly rolled your eyes as you saw james and lily sitting there, singing loudly in harmony to a weird sisters song. you and regulus both released a deep sigh as you made eye contact with james and lily. a wave of deja vu rushed over you and you know it did for james as well.

“what are you doing here?” lily pressed.

“yeah. this is our place,” james proceeded, gesturing between him and lily.

“i found it first,” you told him, furrowing your brows in defense.

“what are you talking about?” lily asked and you watched james’ face fall. you felt regulus gently tugging at your shirt, which was actually his spare jersey that you wore for the game.

“oh you still haven’t told her jamie?” you asked, emphasizing the nickname you had coined for him when you two were together as a faux sympathetic pout crossed your features.

“yn…” james began.

“told me what?” she raised a confused brow.

“do you get deja vu when she’s with you, james?” you asked, ignoring the redhead’s question as you tilted your head to the side.

“why would he get deja vu…?” lily asked as a confused pout crossed her features.

“come on reggie,” you smiled, satisfied with what you had stirred between the pair. “let’s go get ice cream instead.”

~~

“stop it.” james demanded, slamming his hands on the table in front of where you sat, next to regulus at the slytherin table in the great hall. “i know what you’re doing. so stop it. i’m in love with lily now.”

“and i am so very happy for you james. i only wondered if you got deja vu. it was a simple question james, no need to be so upset,” you shrugged indifferently as you picked up an apple pastie and took a bite. james tore the treat from your hand and threw it at the wall behind you, causing you to pout. “well that wasn’t very nice.”

“stop. it.” he demanded.

“stop what james? it’s a simple question truly just tell me. do you get deja vu when you’re with evans?” you repeated, eyebrow raised as you stared deep into his eyes, challenging him.

“no. okay? no i don’t! just leave us alone!” he yelled.

“i’m not doing anything… i’m just saying, another prefect james… i really hate to think that i was just your type.” you mocked a pout.

“jamesie what’s going on?” lily asked, suddenly appearing next to him, remus and sirius a short few paces behind. you smirked as you felt regulus, severus, and lucius appear at your sides. feeling the tension brew even further, you began to giggle.

“yn, don’t.” james threatened.

“don’t what james? tell our dear head girl that you’re experiencing some deja vu?” you smirked as you looked between the three men in front of you before your eyes finally landed on lily’s.

“what does that mean?” she begged pathetically.

“nothing dear,” james assured.

“oh james… when are you going to tell her?” you asked.

“tell me what?” lily demanded.

“that we did that too… you think it’s special, but it’s all reused,” you told her.

“what’s all reused?!” she stamped her foot as her arms crossed over her chest.

“everything james does with you… he did it with me first,” you spoke daringly.

“james. is that true?” she asked, looking up at the boy with betrayal written over her face. you smirked as you saw james tightly close his eyes as his shoulders sunk in defeat.

“i bet that she knows who billy joel is… don’t you lily?” you asked.

“yeah because… because he played me,” she began.

“uptown girl.” you finished with her and smirked as tears formed in her eyes.

“i bet you even tell her how you love her in between the chorus and the verse,” you laughed.

“he does…” lily murmured sadly.

“so james. when are you going to tell her about the rest, huh? when are you going to tell her that we did that too? that i played you the songs she’s singing now. tell me james… do you get deja vu when she’s with you?” you challenged.

“do you get deja vu, huh?” lily challenged as she looked up at him, now visibly upset. “what else did he copy?” she asked.

“nothing lily. she’s making it up.” james demanded.

“oh james… strawberry ice cream in hogsmeade don’t act like we didn’t do that shit too. you even trade jackets like we used to do,” you spoke with a laugh.

“oh my god… everything is all reused!” lily exclaimed. “but… but he plays me piano,” she defended weakly.

“oh she doesn’t know?” you chuckled.

“know what?” james sighed, exasperated.

“that i was the one who taught you billy joel. yeah you have a different girl now but there’s nothing new. i know you get deja vu,” you accused.

lily scoffed as she looked between you and him. “i don’t believe you,” she shook her head before storming out.

“i hate you.” james demanded as he looked at you.

“maybe. but i know you get deja vu,” you smirked, satisfied with the outcome of your actions as the three gryffindor boys stalked off, james’ shoulders sagging in dejection.

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dorothea - J.P

evermore masterlist | happiness | coney island

Warnings: fame, sadness, not many that I can think of, Canon divergent timeline

Summary: you had left the magical world to become an actress but have come back after a few years to realise its lonely

Wordcount: 1.6k

The forest was silent, the only sounds were the crunching of autumn leaves and the vivacious laughs of two children. 

You and James were only ten years old and running through the forest on a fake wizarding mission. 

You both lived next to each other in the small wizarding community and your families were close friends and they had been since you were both born. 

You laughed, a high pitched giggle as you raised a stick above your head, pretending pretending to cast a curse on hi.

James fell to the floor, laughing as he pretended to he caught in a curse. 

You walked over and helped him up, brushing the autumn leaves off of him. 

"Hey Y/N," he said, his voice more timid then usual. 

"Yeah," you replied, looking down at him - you were taller then him at ten years old.

"Promise me you'll always think of me, you'll never forget me," he said, almost sounding worried. 

You chuckled, reaching your hand out and holding your pinky finger out, "Promise Jamie," you said. 

He smiled at you, wide toothy smile despite the fact that he was missing one of his front teeth, "Promise," he replied, linking his pinky finger with yours. 

Years later, as he watched you from afar from the other side of diagon alley, he wondered if you ever thought about him. If you remembered your days shared in the wood, running around with no other care. 

It was back before either of you cared about the wizardinf war or school or relationships. It was back when you were just James and Y/N.

You were the first girl he had ever been in love with, like truly in love with. 

Lily had reminded him of you. You both had the same humour and the same morals towards life and the same wide smile whenever something would make you happy. 

Just seeing you again made James' heart flutter and he couldn't take his eyes off of you. 

You'd become a muggle actress since you left town and you were famous for the Hollywood films but here in diagon alley, you were almost anonymous apart from muggleborns who knew you. 

You had a wide smile as you talked to two eleven year old girls, their brown hair tied in braids. 

"Prongs," Sirius said before freezing when he saw you again. 

He knew all about you and James. 

The two of you had been inseperable during school, practically best friends. You would do everything together and you were an honourary member of the mauraders. 

"Why don't you talk to her James?" He asked, watching as you waved goodbye to the two kids and waked into madam malkins. 

James had many dates, girls and boys who all wanted to be with him. But he never wanted any of them, he only ever wanted you. 

He had broken up with Regulus after leaving the school and that was his first heartbreak. It was even more heartbreaking to hear of his passing last year. 

After that he had a small fling with Lily to quell his gried but they weren't compatible, constantly arguing and yelling at one another. 

"She's famous now Sirius," he said, sighing, "I'm sure she wants nothing to do with me,"

He never saw you anymore. The last time yiu saw each other was over a year ago at a wedding that both of your families went too. 

The only place he saw you was on the muggle screen bit he was proud of you and wanted you to succeed in your dreams. 

Two weeks later, he went to a school reunion that a Sirius was hosting at his and James' house and they had invited you. 

He was nervous to see you again because he hadn't talked to you in 18 months. 

The home didnt feel the same without your cheerful smile that could light up an entire room. 

James spent the first hour of the party not able to talk to you. He just kept staring at you from across the party, a smile on his face as he looked at you. 

"Merlin, Prongs, just go talk to her," Remus said, shaking his head as he looked between you and James. 

James sighed. He wondered if you ever thought about when the two of you went to prom together before you left, when you pranked the whole school. 

He wished that he would have realised how special you were to him then but he was still fixated on Lily Evans and her perfect orange hair and her big green eyes. 

"She wouldn't want to talk to me, she's all perfect and I'm not," he said, his self doubt and insecurities breaking in and ruining his confidence, knocking him down. 

Remus scoffed, shocked that his best friend, a total ladies and man's man would ever be nervous to talk to anyone. 

"Come on, don't be a coward," sirius said as he walked over. 

"Shut up," James huffed, folding his arms across his chest in annoyance. 

Remus sighed, looking at sirius before calling out, "Oy, Y/N, over here!" He called out. 

James blushed, afraid you'd turn them down but you rushed over, pulling the three boys in for a big hug. 

"I've missed you all so much," you said. 

It had been four years since you'd moved to Hollywood and you might be 22 now but it felt like something was nodding. 

"How's work?" Sirius asked.

"Good, good," you said, not sure what else to say about it. 

You loved your job but sometimes it tired you out and you missed openly being a wizard in your society. 

"If you're ever tired of being famous, you could always come back here," Remus suggested, half joking and half serious. 

You nodded, chuckling slightly, "Yeah, it's nice to come back here and know that not many people care about how famous you are outside of the room. 

You loved fame and you loved the joy that came with acting but you did realise that you sort of had to chose between the wizarding world and muggles. 

"I miss all of you, all if this," you said, a smile on your face as you talked to Remus and Sirius and James. 

James' heart fluttered and he opened his mouth, about to ask to talk to you in private when Sirius cut on. 

"Me and Remus actually have to go do something, we miss you too Y/N, you should visit more," he said, the two saying goodbye to her before walking away, leaving you and James together. 

You thought about all those childhood afternoons spent with him, your best friend and soulmate, whether that be platonic or romantic.

"How are you doing?" He asked and you shrugged. 

"I'm feeling okay, I've been filming for a while but I'm taking a break for six months, then I have this TV show I'm filming," you explained, "It's tiring,"

"Sounds like it," he said. 

It was quiet. Not a comfortable silence but an awkward one, a silence where neither of you quite knew what to say to one another. 

"Is it too late?" You asked, leaning into the warmth of his hand on your cheek. 

"Too late?" He questioned. 

You nodded, "Too late to come back to you, I missed you James," you admitted, the weight lifting off of your chest after years of keeping the secret. 

He looked into your eyes, seeing everything he had ever wanted like stars in the galaxy, glowing brighter then anything before. 

His breath hitched in his throat, "It's not too late, I've sort of been on love with you since we were eighteen," he said, a nervous smile on his face. 

You let out a nervous chuckle, "Merlin Jamss, I've been in love with you since we were fifteen," you said, leaning closer to him, feeling his breath warm against your lips. 

He smirked, "You always try to one up me don't you love?" He questioned jokingly and you smiled, too enamoured with him to fight back right now. 

"Just kiss me," you said almost breathlessly and he nodded, leaning in and pressing his lips against yours. 

It was better than you had ever imagined, the soft yet slightly chapped texture of his lips and the taste of mint and alcohol on his tongue. 

You leant in closer, deepening the kiss as your hand moved up, running through his hair and tangling through it.

All the sounds in the room and the music and the loud talking all faded away and all that mattered was you and James together. 

He sighed into the kiss. For the first time in his life, he felt completely at ease, like nothing bad could ever happen to them. 

It was like he didn't need to worry about the war, or his auror training or anything else bad going on in the world. 

You pulled away, both of you resting your foreheads against one another. 

You both hust relished in the peace and quiet and the comfortable silence you both basked in.  

"Hey James," you said, interrupting the silence. 

"Yeah," he replied, his voice deeper and slightly giddy. 

"Did you ever stop and think about me?" You questioned, eyes on his. 

He chuckled, "Every single day love, every God damn day," he said, glad that he plagued your mind just as much as he plagued yours. 

[moonysupremacy01]

ghosts

❦ pairings: harry potter x gn!reader, james potter x lily potter, nymphadora tonks x remus lupin, marlene mckinnon x dorcas meadowes

❦ warnings: angst, mentoins of reader's death and how they were killed.

❦ summary: you meet harry's parents. but not the way your boyfriend would want to.

❦ a/n: not my gif.

❦ word count: 1,4k

"are we sure they're dead?" you heard an unknown male voice.

"i hope not." now, it was a woman. "but we literally saw them getting hit by the killing curse. . ."

"come on, y/n, wake up."

familiar voice.

sirius.

oh.

"shit," you groaned, opening your eyes. "i'm dead."

"hello, sweetheart," said a ginger-haired woman as she held out her hand. you grabbed it and in a moment, you were on your feet again.

"mrs potter," you gasped and began to look around. "mr potter, sirius. . . remus! and, oh god, dora!"

tonks awkwardly waved. "nice to see you, y/n."

your eyes then landed on two women, you surely have seen somewhere. one of them was blonde as a sad smiled danced on her lips. the other one was dark skinned, a worried expression was on her face as she held the blonde's hand. they were both equally beautiful.

"i'm dorcas meadowes and this is–"

"marlene mckinnon," you cut the dark skinned woman off, shaking their hands. "yes, i know. someone showed me an old photo of the order of the phoenix during the first wizarding war." you then shook james and lily potter's hands. "nice to meet you, harry's parents, but i wish it was under different circumstances. . ." both of them nodded and offered you a smile, which you returned.

you looked at your unconsious body, biting the inside of your cheek. your y/e/c eyes that were normally bright and full joy, were now emotionless and cold. you breathed shakily and chuckled nervously. "er– well, that's. . . nice. . ." you paused, thinking of your next words. "do you think someone will be kind enough to close my eyes? it's quite scary."

as if on call, your best friends, hermione granger and ron weasley ran to your corpse. you waited for their reaction. hermione reacted immediately. she dropped on her knees and let out a scream, you could feel the pain in her voice, causing your heart to ache. it took a few seconds for ron to react. for a moment, he just stared at you, gulping as few tears escaped his eyes. he then got on his knees next to hermione, and wrapped his arm around her shoulder, trying to calm both herself and himself down. the bushy-haired bent down to kiss your forehead and with a help of her hand, she closed your eyes, whispering some words you couldn't hear, but you gussed it was something like "please, wake up," or "i'm sorry," or "i'm gonna miss you," or "i love you,".

you didn't realize that tears were streaming down your face like a waterfall until you sirius brought you into a warm embrace, that was very much needed for you at the moment.

you pulled away, wiped your tears and tilted your head to your body. "does– does harry know?"

remus was the first one to answer. he pursed his lips into a thin line and shook his head.

"and is he okay? is he still alive?" you asked.

"none of us can answer to that, i'm sorry," said dorcas. "you and harry seperated, which you shouldn't have done, and we debetated who should we follow. and, well, as you now know, we decided to follow you."

"it then began to be quite funny, though," said fred. it surprised you, because you didn't know he died as well. "marlene here thought she could help you if she kicks that death eater between his legs. when she realized, we told her that multiple times, that she can't injure him, she began to swear. let me tell you, i have never heard those words mckinnon shouted in my entire life."

you couldn't help but to laugh and then hugged fred tightly.

"well, in my defense," began marlene, "i learned those words from none other than lilyflower. when she hated james, she called him even worse. i just repeated those i remembered."

"and then she began to love him," continued dorcas as blush could be seen on lily's pale cheeks. "in sixth year. other than lily, me, marlene and remus were the only ones, who knew."

"you knew?!" exclaimed james, looking at his friend and disbelief. "and you didn't tell me anything?"

"in my defense, you pissed me off so much by stealing my chocolate, so i thought that this was the perfect revenge."

"hold on, hold on," james gestured for remus to stop talking. "moony, i have never stolen your chocolate."

"but sirius said. . ." remus paused. "pads?"

"y-yeah?" stuttered sirius, already knowing what was about to happen.

"run."

and so remus began to chase sirius, who seemed to be making his way to the forbidden forest. you all followed them as you laughed. you walked alongside harry's parents so you decided just to chat with them.

"so, since your death," you tried to sound as politely as possible, "you've been watching harry and all of us?"

"yes." james and lily nodded, confirming your thought.

"oh." you bit your lower lip. "so you saw even–"

"oh, godric, no!" harry's mom cut you off with a nervous smile. "we always went somewhere else, mostly to hermione, ron or both, when we saw that things got a little bit heated."

you bursted into a laughter before you quiet yourself down as you spotted the love of your life, also walking to the forest.

"where the fuck is he going? is he out of his mind?" you said worriedly. "he knows voldemort wants him there so why on the earth would he go there?!"

tonks put her hand on your shoulder and squeezed it. "i think," she said, "that harry may will be joining us in a moment. . . ."

at that moment, you weren't sure if you want him to be with you and his parents or be alive, living his life to the fullest. but you knew that without you, he will not be trully happy for a while. he always dreamt about being an auror and you always supported him in that, hoping that one day, his dreams will come true.

you ran to him and followed him.

harry closed his eyes and turned a black stone, which you realized was the ressurection stone, over in his hand three times.

remus, sirius, lily and james were around you.

"you’ve been so brave," said lily with that kind smile of hers.

harry could not speak as his eyes feasted on her.

"you are nearly there," said james. "very close. we are . . . so proud of you."

"does it hurt?"

"dying? not at all," chuckled sirius. "quicker and easier than falling asleep."

"for example, i didn't even realize it," you said.

"y/n?" he asked with a frown. "but what are you doing here? you should be at the castle." you gave him that look that said everything. "no. no. no."

"listen, harry," you whispered, your voice almost at the edge of breaking. "we didn't have enough time for me to tell you everything. . . so that's why i wrote a letter for you. and also for ron and hermione."

"i'm so sorry. i thought i could protect you," your boyfriend croaked.

"harry," you said softly, moving closer to him, "this is not your fault at all, alright? we are still in a war and. . . well, you can never be sure if the people you love will make it out alive. you can find these letters at andromeda's. i need for you to not be hard on yourself or blaming yourself, yeah? my death is not your fault unless you're that noseless monster or antonin dolohov."

"i will make him pay for what he had done to you, y/n. i promise."

you nodded. "i'm so sorry, love."

“no, i'm sorry! u didn’t want you to die,” harry said. these words came without his volition. “any of you. i’m sorry ---“ he addressed lupin and you more than any of them, beseeching him. “--- right after you’d had your son . . . remus, I’m sorry ---“

" i am sorry too,” said remus. “sorry i will never know him . . . but he will know why i died and i hope he will understand. i was trying to make a world in which he could live a happier life.”

“you’ll stay with me?” harry asked.

“until the very end."