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rhaenyratargayen · 4 years

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be my muse // r.l.

summary — y/n is gifted a camera as a wedding gift, and decides to use it to photograph her beautiful husband. post 1st wizarding war, jily lives.

word count — 2.1k

warnings — alludes to sex if you squint, remus’ insecurities.

a/n — this is my first remus fic and it is pure cottagecore bliss :’)

“Good morning, lover.” Y/N had said to Remus that morning, rolling over comfortably in the soft, fluffy abundance of white sheets and a large comforter in their new bed. She paused before she woke him with a kiss to his cheek and the corner of his mouth, to gaze upon the rays of pure, orange sunlight that poured in through their new bedroom window and laid confidently on the sleepy face of her adorable husband.

Remus had groaned tiredly as she woke him, tucking his face under the duvet to hide from the sunlight and preserve what sleep still lingered behind his eyes. But as he felt the sensation of his lover’s kiss lingering on his lips a smile fell upon his face. So as Y/N shook her head softly at her grumpy, night owl and stood to head towards their kitchen to brew herself a cup of coffee, Remus arose quickly and wrapped his arms around her waist, tugging her back into their bed and against his chest where he dove to plant sweet, wet kisses along her neck.

“Good morning, angel.” Remus murmured into her neck, sleep lingering in his voice, a raspy yet soft tone that had Y/N tossing her head back in pure and utter bliss. She didn’t get around to coffee that morning until it was technically no longer morning. She spent the hours basking in the arms of her husband, drinking in the sunlight that poured in from the east that their bedroom window faced.

It was a large window that looked upon a field of scattered trees, a dirt road trailed up through the middle, leading to an old cottage where a friendly older couple lived; Joseph and Betty, two young souls who greeted the newly wed Lupins with an apple pie on their first night in their new home a few weeks back.

Y/N and Remus had finally moved out of their London flat and into a small house on the outskirts of the city. It was a birthday gift Remus had given to Y/N her birthday before their wedding. The war had ended, but the scars still remained. Remus shied away from society after the tragedies he faced, and a small cottage was a perfect start for the next chapter of their lives.

Remus had fallen in love with the place, he paraded around the yard on their first visit, his fingers slotted with Y/N’s as he explained all the plans he had for planting a garden, maybe a small field of sunflowers. And although Y/N teased him for his sudden landscaping passion, she hadn’t seen him so enthusiastic about something in months, and it warmed her heart that he wanted to do it all for her.

“I was thinking we could grow some berries as well, your mum’s always complaining about how her bushes are dying,” Remus spoke softly, gesturing to an empty patch of the yard just outside the kitchen window, “Plus if we don’t give her a reason to come over whenever she pleases she’ll go mad.” He chuckled.

When he turned to look at his girl beside him he paused as he saw her, staring softly at him, tracing the scar along his cheek with her eyes.

“Don’t look at me like that,” he rolled his eyes, “I know what you’re thinking; you’re marrying an old man.”

Y/N laughed softly, she adored Remus’s old soul, how well he got on with older people and how adorable he looked in your typical “grandpa attire”. It was a joke she and Sirius hadn’t ever let past Remus ever since he showed up on the Hogwarts train the first day of sixth year with a sweater vest. And the memories were fond, but that wasn’t why she looked at him the way she was.

Suddenly, she gently grabbed his face in her hands, delicate fingertips running softly along battered skin. She kissed him with a gentle passion, she slowed her lips against his, her chest releasing all tension as she found home in the shape of his lips. It was a feeling she knew all too well and yet still, it caught her off guard every time.

Remus pulled back, smiling softly at his lover as her eyes remained closed. He kissed her forehead softly and raised his hand to thumb over her cheek.

“I love you.” She murmured.

Remus knew then, the fondness she had been feeling that entire time. The anticipation and the floating feeling of peace, at the thought of marrying each other.

“D’you suppose we should finish unpacking?” Remus snorted as he entered the kitchen.

Their new living room was filled with cardboard boxes, some opened and partially unpacked, others still sealed shut with tape. They had taken their time in settling into their new home. They didn’t have much, all the furniture was in place, they mostly had clothing and wedding gifts left to unpack.

“Eventually,” Y/N shrugged, holding her hands out to summon Remus to her, letting them rest on his shoulders as he reached her and tugged her in towards him by her waist, “We’ve been busy though.” She mumbled against his lips before she kissed him softly.

Remus smiled against her lips, recalling the memories they had already made in their new bedroom. He released her to pour himself a cup of coffee as Y/N turned to rummage through a few of the already opened boxes.

“Lily called last night,” Y/N spoke up, “Apparently James and Sirius are itching to come see the place.”

Remus snorted softly as he emptied a spoonful of sugar into his black coffee. He turned to face his wife, his back against the counter as he watched her sorting through the box on the table.

“We should probably at least get all the fragile things up, I don’t want Prongs and Padfoot breaking our wedding china.” Y/N rolled her eyes, playfully.

Remus set his coffee down and wandered across the room, wrapping his arms around Y/N from behind and resting his chin on her shoulder. She sighed contently as they made contact, sinking into his embrace and feeling her shoulders relax.

“Would it be so bad?” Remus chuckled, “You hate that china… I thought you said it was hideous.” He laughed as he recalled the face she made towards him when she first saw it.

Remus released her and turned around, growing curious he began sifting through his own random box of unpacked things, one which happened to contain old photographs of their time at Hogwarts and a few newer photos with the rest of the marauders.

“That’s a good point,” Y/N sighed, “Reckon I just blame it on Sirius?”

Remus chuckled at her suggestion, but before he could reply he heard the snap of a camera, and turned to face Y/N as the sudden white flash disappeared.

He raised his brows as he saw her then, holding a camera in her hand, one he remembered as a gift from Lily to Y/N. She smiled fondly as the photo processed, waving it in the air momentarily before she waved Remus over to see the developed photo.

“Perfect,” She sighed, pressing a kiss to Remus’ cheek as he stood beside her, “My favorite person in my favorite place.”

Remus saw the picture then, it was of him from behind. In the background you could see the doorway that led to their bedroom, a glimpse of the illuminated white sheets they had spent the morning in. Surrounding Remus were loads of cardboard boxes all labeled miscellaneous things. Atop Remus’ head sat his mop of brown, messy hair that he hadn’t brushed, and his back was bare as he was shirtless, the camera didn’t quite pick up the scars that littered his back, but he saw them, he saw them clearly.

He swallowed thickly as he watched the beautiful smile on his new wife’s face. She was happy, undeniably and truly happy, he knew that, he knew that no matter the thoughts that swarmed his head, he made her happy. She pulled out a pen and scribbled the date down onto the bottom of the photo before she pinned it to the fridge with a cheesy wolf magnet Sirius had gifted them.

Being together for so long meant their bond of trust was stronger than imaginable, and although it was only a few years back Remus confessed his insecurities to Y/N in his dorm at Hogwarts, being with her felt like time stood still. He had learned to stop counting the time as it went by and instead starting counting memories.

But he wasn’t her boyfriend anymore, he wasn’t a shy, young boy with an overwhelming crush on a pretty girl in his year. He was a grown man, who had just taken a vow to love and cherish this woman for the rest of his life. And as her husband, those insecurities of his other form plagued his mind, because how could she, the most perfect woman he had ever met, vow to love that part of him forever?

“Rem?” Y/N spoke softly as she turned to face her husband, instantly noticing the all too familiar frown upon his soft lips.

Remus walked towards her, sighing as he tucked her into his side and stared at the photo pinned to their fridge. She knew then, the troubles he faced and turned to cup his face in her hands, lightly tugging his gaze away from the photo and to her, where she leaned up and placed a kiss to his lips.

“You don’t have to be afraid, Remus,” She mumbled softly against his lips, “It’s okay if you are though, I’m not going anywhere.”

“What if that’s what scares me?” His voice was weak and shy, a sharp contrast to the raspy, confident voice in which he confessed his love to her that very morning.

“Shoulda told me that before I changed my last name.” She quipped, smiling softly when a light chuckle fell from her lover’s lips.

And Remus relaxed at the reminder of how well she knew him, how comfortable she made him feel, and it was as if his fears evaporated from his heart and he saw clearly again, he saw the golden sunlight that shined on the flowers outside their kitchen window and the curve of her nose before he leant down to kiss it.

“I love this photo, Rem.” She sighed into his side, “I think you’re beautiful.”

Remus exhaled, a shy smile appearing on his lips as his cheeks grew pink. He attempted to hide his face in the crook of her neck, but she giggled aloud, and quickly grabbed her camera.

“Now that’s what I want a photo of.”

Remus laughed and darted out of the kitchen, smiling widely as he heard Y/N squeal behind him at his fast break, followed by the sound of her feet tapping against the tile floor as she chased him, snapping blurry photographs along the way.

She chased him out to the yard, feeling her skin warm up as she met the sun face to face for the first time that day. And as Remus stopped to soak in the warmth as well, she took her opportunity to tackle him from behind and straddle him as he fell onto his back.

“Finally!” She laughed, catching her breath as Remus laughed below her.

“If you want a photo, you’ve got to work for it,” Remus shrugged, “I can’t be modeling for free, now can I?”

“Not even for me?” She feigned a pout.

Remus reached up to hold her chin between his thumb and forefinger, admiring the sunlight soaking into her cheeks and gleaming off her nose. He bit his lip softly, feeling his chest grow warm with adoration as he stared at his girl, his wife.

“Alright, maybe for you.”

Y/N shook her head and raised her camera to peer through it, Remus didn’t fight her this time and instead focused on the vision he had just had of her in his head, beautiful, in her own element, and his. And she snapped the photo. She smiled proudly as the photo developed, inhaling a steady breath as she admired the scenery, and her lover in it.

She didn’t fight Remus as he tore the camera from her hand and set it in the grass beside them, gently setting the photo down on top before he pulled her down to meet him, and crashed his lips to hers. She sighed softly against his lips, breathing in his scent and relaxing into his arms. Remus rolled over to lay Y/N down softly in the green grass below them, and as he hovered over her to kiss her one more time, he again, the words fell from his lips without a second thought.

“I love you.”

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startanewdream · 4 years

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Mia

Summary: It’s not really an unplanned pregnancy if you planned it once - even it was twenty years ago, right?

Or the road leading to James and Lily’s baby number two. (Part of the Jily Lives AU)

Note: To be edited later with a link to AO3 as soon as this gets a title. Edited with the link to AO3 if you prefer. Also, this time there is mention of Sirius and Remus being alive because after the last one, I felt guilty.

Warning for... mentions of sex. That’s how babies are made after all.

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They are in bed, Lily’s head over his chest while he caresses her hair, both still recovering their breaths when she first talks about it.

'How do you feel about another?'

James raises his eyebrows.

'I don't know if I should be happy you enjoyed so much you already want more or if I should be concerned you are not satisfied, Lily'.

'What? No -' she giggles, turning in bed to stare at him, her auburn hair floating around her. 'I meant about another child'.

James is silent for a few seconds, considering it.

'So that means you are not satisfied'.

She rolls her eyes, but James can see the amusement in her face.

'In bed with you, yes, I am', she assures, placing a soft kiss on his chest, over his heart. 'But about kids, I've been thinking about it'.

James bits his lips.

'You know how I feel about it', he whispers. 'I hated so much being an only child that I found myself brothers as soon as I could'.

'Yeah and you did propose to me mentioning how you would like a house full of kids - enough to fill a Quidditch team, if I remember correctly'.

'I was babbling, afraid you were going to refuse me! You know you can't use someone's desperate proposal against him'.

She smiles softly.

'So you don't want a bunch of children?'

He touches her hair once more, keeping his eyes on the auburn strands, and it comes to his mind that he would like a child with that gorgeous hair of her.

'I do. Maybe not seven, but I don't want Harry to be an only child. It's just -'

He doesn't finish, but James knows he doesn't need to. Harry is just fifteen months old, an unplanned child in the middle of a war they are not close to winning and, truth be told, if James and Lily had more sense, they would not have one child, let alone another one.

And there is the fact that their only son is already too much involved in this war.

'Hey', she cups his face. 'Let's plan together'.

There is a pleading tone in her voice, and he knows that what Lily is asking is hope - for better days, for a time where they can have more children without worrying about what will happen to them.

He looks back at her and when their eyes meet, his heart beats faster. It should be silly considering what they were doing minutes ago and how he possibly cried in very colourful words that he loved her, but this is one of those moments where time seems to stop and he realizes, with a wave of electricity running through his body, with a certainty that leaves room for no doubt, that he loves her with all he has.

That’s why they are together, that’s why he asked her to marry him. Not because he feared for the future, not because he was desperate to enjoy as much time with her as they had left.

But because he loved her since what seems always now, and he won’t deny any hope for Lily, not when he's been living on it.

He kisses her softly.

'Let’s plan’, he agrees. ‘I think… maybe four kids would be nice. Two boys, two girls'.

She smiles.

'Well, we can't plan that'. Then Lily throws him a knowing look. 'You are thinking about forming a new group of Marauders, aren't you?'

He smiles unabashedly.

'Just think about family photos. Each one of our kids dresses as one of the Marauders. It would be the cutest thing ever'.

Her eyes shine, seeing beyond him.

'It would. Fine, four kids. We will need a bigger house'.

'We can expand the house, you know. My dad always said he thought of creating a new wing here; there is plenty of land'.

'Two rooms to begin with. They can share until they are older'.

‘Sirius always slept in my room when he came over’, James remembers fondly. ‘We almost burnt the house once or twice, I must warn you’.

‘Consider me warned. Petunia and I had separate rooms, but when I was younger -’, she pauses suddenly, and James can see the concern on her face. ‘What if they don’t like each other?’, she whispers.

‘They will’.

‘You can’t know for sure, I mean - you see how Petunia is with me. And Sirius can’t even talk about Regulus, what if -’

‘You are worrying too much, Lily’, he says gently, kissing the top of her head. ‘Maybe they will best friends, maybe they won’t. But I’m sure they will be family no matter what’.

She looks thoughtfully, but after a minute she nods.

‘What about next year? Harry will be two, it’s a good age gap’.

‘It would be nice. We can start practising now if you want’.

‘I thought we already did’, Lily winks at him. ‘But we can repeat tomorrow’.

‘Halloween fun?’, he smirks. ‘Will you be wearing a costume?’

‘Only if you do - and no, your antlers tiara doesn’t count’.

He pouts, making her giggle and kiss him until his expression relax.

‘Hey, Lily’, he calls her, his voice resounding with the hope he associates with Lily. ‘Let’s have another child’.

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When Harry is five and he starts Muggle school, it comes to James that his son has been lacking other kids in his life. It’s not that he is lonely - he couldn’t be, not with James and Lily always there for him, not with the almost daily visits from Sirius and Remus, but he suddenly wishes there were more children in the house.

Now, he can’t count on Sirius or Remus to help him with it - both of them seem to avoid relationships like the plague, though for different reasons -, so he rounds Lily while she is in her office preparing a potion.

‘James?’, she calls surprised, when his arms embrace her from behind and he kisses her exposed neck (James loves when Lily is making potions because she keeps her hair on a bun and he has a weak spot for her neck). ‘This will explode if I don’t stir it’.

‘Let it explode’.

‘It’s a Draught of Living Death, we will turn into zombies if -’

‘Let’s make a baby’.

That makes her take her wand to freeze the potion and turn to him, with a funny smile.

‘Is that a weird way of asking for sex? If so - you used better lines before’.

‘No, I mean, sex is good too and most necessary, but I mean it, Lily. Let’s try for another kid’.

Lily blinks.

‘Why now?’

‘Why not now? Harry is still young, we are definitively young, what’s keeping us from having more?’

She bits her lip, thoughtful, and James feels suddenly dismayed.

‘Unless you don’t want anymore?’

‘It’s not that, I want it - it’s just, with everything that happened -’

‘I know, it slipped out of my mind too. But now, we are living in this peace for a while��’

‘But it won’t last, will it?’, she whispers as if she feels guilty of even thinking about it. ‘Dumbledore says he isn’t really dead and when he returns -’

‘Maybe he will stay hidden forever, maybe he is too weak to try anything’.

She smiles sadly.

‘Every time I look at Harry’s scar I know that something will happen, James. That’s not a normal scar, that means something, and I get scared’.

‘Hey’, he hugs her. ‘As long as we are together, we can face anything - didn’t we prove that before?’

‘Yeah, but - is it fair? To put someone innocent in the middle of our mess?’

‘It was not fair with Harry, but we managed. We can do it again’.

‘James…’

Lily looks at him and James sees she is not convinced, not really; he knows Lily enough to understand that she is rational - she likes to think first, whereas James is always the more impulsive. They complement each other. He takes her to fly, she remembers him to come back to the ground.

And he understands what she means, even if he wishes things were different.

‘You are right’, he sighs. ‘At least for now, until we see how things really are’.

She smiles, touching his face with fondness.

‘I want it, I really do. Don’t forget it’.

James kisses her hand on his face.

‘I won’t. In fact, if you want to start practising now -’

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It’s just because the house is empty now that Harry is off to Hogwarts that the subject returns; they don’t exactly talk about it. James just sees Lily is not taking her potions anymore - they look at each other, understanding passing between them (one of the benefits of being married for over ten years) - and then suddenly and simply as that they are trying.

It feels a little weird to actually hope for once that something comes out of their moments together, but it’s Lily. He forgets everything when he is with her, focusing on just enjoying her company and touches and how they made each other feel.

But time passes and nothing happens. It’s been only three months, it’s nothing unusual, and Lily mentions seeing a doctor when the owl comes to tell them how someone jinxed Harry’s broom on his first Quidditch match.

That doesn’t seem like a good sign.

When they return home months after, in June, after seeing Harry all bandaged in the hospital, after hearing him talking about coming face to face with Voldemort, they don’t say anything. He buys the herbs for Lily and she is not surprised when he gives them to her.

There is no need to talk about it.

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Most of the time their lives are full of things happening and Harry is always at the centre of a storm, so when James thinks about it, Lily was right. He can’t imagine facing dementors and going back to the Order with a young child to be cared for.

He can’t imagine how their child would be a target, how vulnerable and defenceless their child would be, without a love protection, without a prophecy somehow binding its fate. They made the right choice of postponing their second child.

That’s the rational part of him that suddenly vanishes the moment he sees Lily holding baby Teddy Lupin in her arms for the first time, that cute fat baby that giggles at her, closing his eyes for a minute - and then his blue hair turns as red as hers and his eyes are bright green.

It’s like a mini-Lily and suddenly James wishes more than ever that this war is over soon - or that it had never even begun because he can see that other life, the one where there was no Voldemort. Instead, James and Lily’s lives are filled with more children, happy shining kids whose worst problems are passing their school exams and not surviving. The life he always wanted for Harry.

His eyes meet Lily’s and she smiles at him, offering him to hold Teddy. It’s been forever since James held a baby, but he still remembers, not really forgetting all these nights he took care of Harry. Teddy is a quiet baby, smiling at him too, his hand raised to try to grab his glasses.

‘He is perfect’, he whispers, looking to Remus. His friend is beaming - James understands that happiness that comes with holding your child for the first time, with seeing that miracle in the shape of a baby that you swear to protect with all your heart.

‘Of course he is’, Tonks says cheerfully, while Remus hugs her, holding her close to him as if he doesn't believe he gets to be this happy.

James understands the feeling of living that light bright moment right after coming out of the darkness. There is nothing like that.

He returns Teddy to Tonks when he starts to whimper for his mother, and then he looks at Lily.

Her green eyes are filled with longing for a life they promised themselves they would have, and also a little bit of hurt. How did they lose sight of their dreams?

They both know the answer but it's not a comfort.

Later, when they apparate back to their hiding place - a sorry little apartment where they pretend to be a normal boring couple -, they don't wait to turn out the lights and they don't say anything before their lips are meeting, and it's desperate and harsh as it has not been for a long time.

Somehow James feels like they are making up for a lost time that won't go anywhere and that they can't retrieve anyway.

It doesn't matter.

When they first married all they had was their love and dreams. They still love each other and for those dreams - they will accomplish them.

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They never speak out loud but somehow in the aftermath of the last battle, it feels right that they get a new beginning just as everyone else is having.

It’s all about rebuilding - Hogwarts, then the wizarding world - the Ministry, the Aurors, organising a system that was clearly outdated - and their home. It's a long process and in the middle of it, they forget about worrying, about planning; they just go with the flow and somehow it works without they even meaning to.

Lily has this weird expression on her face, one that seems to mix disbelief and amazement as she turns to him one morning and says as if the most natural thing:

‘James? I think I’m pregnant’.

That’s the first difference from their first time. Now he is the one that leaves for the pharmacy while Lily prepares a potion - they will test twice, just to be sure - and they are together while they wait for both tests to tell them if her feelings were right on the spot.

They are.

There are two lines on the muggle pregnancy test and the potion turns blue and suddenly like that they know they will be parents again.

She hugs him then, her eyes filled with tears of pure joy, laughing when she sees James is really crying now.

‘I love you so much!’, he declares brightly, kissing every part of her face that he can (but with care, because a pregnant Lily always seems fragile to him, no matter the fact he knows this is not true).

And it feels that this is what he should have done the first time, when she first told him about Harry. They should be happy and only that. No worries. That’s the second difference.

There are parallels too, James thinks. Harry’s shock at the idea his parents will have a baby reminds him of Sirius’ reaction as if he can’t possibly understand how that happened (somehow, despite running into them a couple of times, Sirius still got shocked with the fact they made sex). Lily is as sick as in her first pregnancy, so the first months are mostly spent at home too.

And just like back then, Sirius comes to visit her every day he can, careful to bring her anything she may want to eat and offering massage to her feet that Lily doesn’t need to, but she enjoys anyway.

‘I can still see my feet, Padfoot’, she replies teasingly, lying lazily on the couch of the living room while Sirius' hands work their magic on her right foot. James winks at her.

‘Just enjoy, Lily. He is trying to get into your good graces. He wants to be named godfather again’.

Sirius nods unabashedly, grinning at her.

‘Remus is the next in line’, Lily says, shrugging. ‘But keep with that massage and we will think about you if baby number three ever comes’.

‘Still without a name for baby number two?’

‘You need to stop calling young Prongslet by numbers’, James scolds without any malice.

‘We are not calling Prongslet either, James’.

‘Of course not, Lily. It will be Elvendork’.

Lily rolls her eyes.

‘Not this again’.

‘It’s unisex!’

They indeed refer to their baby as Elvendork just because it’s easier than calling “it” or “baby”, and Harry throws confused looks at them, looking concerned that his new brother or sister will really be called that, though Lily assures him this won’t happen.

But the truth is that they really have not decided on a name, haven’t even discussed yet seriously until they return from the doctor with the news it’s a girl (James cried with this news just as he cries every time they go to the doctor and he hears the baby's heartbeat or even that shape in the ultrasound that it's not really discernible).

They are on the bed, with James looking wondrously at Lily’s now round belly and imagining their little girl (maybe that mini-Lily he once thought of, maybe a little Harry, maybe a little James - it doesn’t matter, he already loves her), when he whispers: ‘We can’t call her Elvendork’.

Lily throws him a surprised look.

‘Oh, no! Poor Elvendork!’

He is too enamoured with her to retort.

‘Did you think of any names?’

‘I have a list of names’, she admits. ‘But none of them feels right’.

They go together through her list; there are beautiful, weird and creative types of names, but as Lily said, none seems to fit yet.

Of course, they don’t lack ideas. Everyone seems to have an opinion.

Sirius is all for the stars, of course (but James thinks he is teasing, though some of them sound nice), and Harry suggests female heroes.

‘What about your mothers?’, Remus suggests, when he and Dora come over for dinner. Lily is sitting on the couch, playing with Teddy. The boy is four now, and he seems fascinated by Lily’s big belly - he had been too young when Fleur was pregnant with Victoire, so this is the first time he is really seeing a pregnant woman and understanding what it means.

Teddy already refers to the baby as his little cousin, sounding proud and excited to meet her.

‘Rose would be a good name’, Lily muses, but still it doesn’t seem to be what she is looking for.

At this time, with only a month away until their baby is born, James considers they are hoping that looking at her face will be enough after the birth - if not, he will just cry the first name that comes to his mind when they sign her birth certificate.

He only hopes he manages not to sign Elvendork. Lily would kill him.

‘I wouldn’t go for Euphemia’, he declares, shrugging.

‘As someone who has an outdated name, I second that’, Dora says, grinning at him.

But Lily looks at both of them with her brows furrowed, and James knows there is something on her mind. She doesn’t say anything until they are alone later.

‘You know, I think Remus might have the right idea’.

‘Liked Rose after all?’

‘No, actually, I thought about your mother’.

Thinking of his mother brings to James that smell of fresh-baked pie, the warmth of her hugs - she had always been there for him, to listen and to guide him - and not just him. She had been a mother to Sirius too and even to Lily in the few months they had together before she passed away.

He smiles softly.

‘I miss her, but Euphemia is not - ‘

‘It doesn’t have to be Euphemia. Your father called her Mia, right? We can do something like that’.

‘Mia Potter?’

‘I thought of Amelia. And we could call her Mia, for short. Like Teddy or Ginny’.

‘Mia Potter’, he repeats, savouring the words.

‘Amelia Rose Potter? In honour of both grandmothers?’

James beams, hugging Lily and letting his hand feel her belly. ‘I love it’.

The baby seems to like it too, because in the next second Lily is wincing and James feels the baby kicking.

‘You know what, Lily? I think Mia will be a great Quidditch player too’.

She sighs exaggeratedly.

‘I only wish she could wait to start training when she is out’.

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Because fate sometimes is funny, Mia Potter is born on Halloween Night and the first time James holds her he is wearing an antlers tiara that he forgot to take off and that no one warned him about.

Later he will probably hex Sirius when he teases him about it, but right now he just sits next to Lily on her hospital bed, and she beams at him despite her tiredness.

‘We did it’, she whispers, sounding amazed, and James understands the feeling. They are in their forties, they lived through two wars, they raised a magnificent young man and here they are holding their second child, a tiny baby who seems unbelievably perfect in every sense.

One minute, James thinks. Let us enjoy this one minute, just a little.

When the minute is over, he returns the sleeping Mia to Lily’s arms and goes to open the door. Harry is pacing in front of the door, looking agitated as James felt all during the labour, even though he never left Lily’s side.

‘So? Can I see my sister now?’

‘And my goddaughter?’, Sirius pops in, grinning. James laughs.

‘It’s Remus’ goddaughter, and, yes, you can come in. She is sleeping’.

They get around the bed, with Sirius hugging Lily and declaring her the most amazing woman in the world (‘Are you drunk, Padfoot?’ ‘Yes, I was nervous! ‘You won’t hold Mia until you are sober’), and with Harry touching the thin strands of dark hair on his sister’s head, looking at her as if it’s the most precious thing he has ever seen.

James thinks he was wrong about that selfish minute he spent alone with Lily and Mia. Seeing Harry and Sirius cooing about the baby, he realizes this is the kind of one minute he wishes to have more in his life.

‘Do you want to hold her?’, Lily offers, and Harry nods, unable to look away. He sits on the chair right beside the bed and James helps him hold his sister. She wakes up, crying, and for a moment Harry seems to be in panic until he raises and swings her softly, just like he used to do with his godson.

‘Hi, Mia’, Harry whispers. ‘That’s ok. There, there. I’m your big brother, you see? I’m here for you’.

There is a soothingly effect on Harry’s voice and after a few minutes, Mia seems to relax indeed, her crying turning into a sob that seems to be more because of the unfamiliar world she is now in than anything else.

‘She has your eyes, Dad’, Harry says, smiling. James looks back at his daughter and, more than the hazel colour that looks a lot like his, he sees the way she seems to be curious about her surroundings as if she wants to see all the world has to offer.

Mia has indeed his eyes.

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Mia is three when Ginny calls her and Mia comes with an expression of guilt that tells James she has done something she shouldn’t. That doesn’t really surprise him. He saw his daughter running with Teddy and Victoire and whenever those three are together, something always seems to happen.

Most of the time involving some kind of petty mischief that gives James very much hope for his daughter.

‘It was not my fault’, Mia declares, looking sheepish.

‘I am sure it was Teddy’s’, Harry says, sharing a grin with James, because whenever they are discovered, Teddy always declares himself to be the guilty one, even though James can see exactly when it was Victoire (with her exuberant ideas) or Mia (with her direct-to-the-point ideas), clearly feeling it’s his role as the older of them.

‘It’s okay, Mia’, Ginny assures her tenderly, offering her arms and Mia doesn’t hesitate to go sit on her lap.

Mia loves her parents, adores Harry but it’s Ginny that she worships. Like with the broomstick: Mia learnt to fly at one like Harry, who gave her her first broom, but it was just last summer when they took her to watch a Quidditch game, where Ginny had scored sixteen goals that Mia had declared she wanted to be a Chaser when she grew up.

James had shaken his head in fake dismay at the fact his daughter had not been impressed with his Quidditch skills, but he didn't really mind: any reason he could to spend afternoons flying with her was good for him.

'We have something to tell you', Ginny says under Mia's concentrated look. Lily exchanges a smile with James; they already know, but hearing it again just makes them happier than words could describe. 'You are going to be an aunt'.

She blinks.

'Like you are?'

Ginny smiles.

'Do you know what an aunt is?'

'I know that Vic calls you Aunt, but Teddy calls you Ginny'.

'Well, I am Vic's aunt because Vic's father is my brother'.

'Like Harry is my brother'.

'Yes, so you are going to be an aunt because Harry will have a son or daughter'.

'Oh!' she looks at his brother, clasping her hands. 'With whom?'

'With me', Ginny explains while everyone laughs. 'Harry and I will have a baby'.

'Oh. Like Aunt Fleur had Dominique?'

'Exactly'.

'I like babies', Mia declares. 'Where is the baby? I want to meet him!'

'In a few months. He or she is still… not ready'.

'Oh'. Mia seems upset, then she shrugs. 'Can I play outside until then?'

Ginny laughs and places a kiss on Mia's cheek.

'Sure. We will call you when it's ready'.

'Mia', Lily calls, sounding amused. 'Do you know how Harry takes care of you?'. Mia nods. 'That's what an aunt does too'.

'Can I take the baby to the park too?'

'When he is older', James assures her. Mia smiles, her hazel eyes sparkling.

‘I will be the best aunt ever’, she declares, and then she is running outside (Mia can’t walk - she only knows how to run), back to Teddy and Victoire.

James watches her through the window, talking excitedly to them, probably telling them all about her news.

'I think you will have a handful with them in the future'.

'Me?', Harry laughs. 'If McGonagall doesn't retire by the time your child and grandchild are both in Hogwarts, I will be surprised'.

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Mia’s name came from @blitheringmcgonagall cute amazing stories of Mia and Monty Potter, and the final scene is some sort of answer to @dear-james ‘s prompt of James and Lily knowing about James Sirius (to be properly answered some day, I hope!)

#eyes glistening #jily lives #Jily FanFiction #hinny #baby potter #i don't know the title yet #please help #to be edited later #t: fanfiction

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chdarling · 3 years

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I think I’ve said this before in an anon question but I really don’t understand why people are dreading flormes??? Like, it can only lead to good things. Like maybe Lily being jealous and then being like “why? the fuck? Am I jealous? ?!?” Maybe it leads to Sirius NOTICING her jealousy and we get the BEST FRIENDSHIP OF ALL TIME because he’s like “hey ‘,:) evans ‘,:) this is me wiggling my eyebrows at you because I notice you fancy my mate wot wot I’m bri’ish innit” and then the friendship takes off from there or something.

Maybe it leads to James Potter in a happy, angst free relationship for TWO SECONDS? He’s ALLOWED! Maybe Lily quashes jealous, confusing feelings that she doesn’t want to think about with some hot lad who is good at quidditch and she is ALSO in a happy, angst free relationship for two seconds (she’s allowed!) and then they’re both like “man something is missing” or something like that I DONT KNOW. I’m just a really big fan of these two pining after each other and being jealous and not wanting to admit it to anyone and being grumpy about it until they smooch, and I feel like this is where you’re having this go. Anyways

THE. POINT. IS. OBVIOUSLY. Let James stupidly dive into relationships! It only leads to great things in the future, and in the present our boy will be happy. Because Florence isn’t, like, mean.........is she?

Is she?

Your Flormes support is highly appreciated!! hahaha. Honestly, I think it’s gonna be fun. Or at least it’s gonna be fun for me. Strap in, folks, nothing to worry about here. 😊

I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again: All roads lead to Jily 😉😂❤️

also Florence is very upset that anyone would even consider the idea of her being mean. Florence prides herself on being really, really nice. 😂😂😂

also also ‘,:) is a stunning emoji I love it.

#ch answers #tle2 #tle2 spoilers #flormes!

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dakogutin · 4 years

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r/s fic masterlist

honest summaries [newest to oldest]

Trouble & Temptation (ongoing updates, second chances, fwb)

regency AU. sequel to R&R. remus' sponsor for his scholarship has a close relation to sirius(a literal duke). they both meet in the country forced to spend summer together. they decide to help each other out with their own endeavors

yuletide, with love (19k, christmas fluff, fake relationship, getting back together)

hallmark au. remus and sirius prove to james that their breakup two years ago doesnt mean anything anymore by posing as a couple again

all is fair in love (4k, foursome pwp)

james/lily/sirius/remus foursome

gave me the blues and then purple-pink skies (6k, getting back together)

ootp era. sirius touches a cursed object that magically binds him and remus

make your heartbeat run like rollercoasters (2k, pwp)

their first time. very soft.

searching for redemption (1k, pwp)

Sirius is woken up by a strange noise from Remus' bed.

without fangs (10k, dark, smut)

bones and all au. cannibal remus and sirius on the road

Radical & Righteousness (56k, slowburn, enemies-friends-lovers)

regency au. Sirius is the heir to a dukedom but causes a scandal. He tries to fix his family's reputation by asking help from his brother, and a printer's assistant(Remus), who strongly dislikes aristocrats

advent drabbles (<1k, fluff, hurt/comfort)

christmas-themed drabbles from one-word prompts

Our Last Summer (Memories that Remain) (27k, jily ft. drarry and wolfstar)

Mamma Mia au. As Harry prepares for his wedding, he secretly invites three men who were his mother’s lovers in the past, with the hope that one of them is his father.

under control (4k, smut)

Sirius has a toy inside him and tries to keep himself sane as Remus plays with the remote.

a bit out of it (2k, domestic fluff)

“Stop! Look, I havsabofrds…” Remus mumbled, swallowing thickly. He pulled back his arm from its hold on Sirius’ shoulders.

Sirius knelt down beside the couch and brushed a stray lock of hair on Remus’ forehead. “What?”

“I have a boyfriend!”

Words left Sirius as he gaped at the man in front of him, doubting whether or not he did in fact hear that correctly.

in the middle (while you two get along)(9.8k, wolfstarbucks smut)

james being the matchmaker and bridge for sirius and remus even in the bedroom

The moon, The prince and The dream (58k, M rating)

where i fused disney’s tangled with the grimm’s version and ended up making it into my very own fantasy medieval au

Choke on a heart up in smoke (19k, mystery, dark)

AU. A series of curious dreams, waking up with hints of sleepwalking leads Remus Lupin to question just what exactly the handsome stranger called Sirius Black’s role in his life is…

special instructions (drabble)

modern au. where it involves speaking italian and sirius as a pizza man

on japes and haunted houses (4.3k, fluff humour)

no magic au. Remus and Sirius are dared by their friends to spend the night inside a haunted house to prove whether ghosts are real or not.

nightmares and cuddles (2.1k, hurt/comfort)

harry thanks his godfathers for being brave with him

house of memories (1k, hurt/comfort)

sirius learns that being alone in his parents’ house doesn’t have to be lonely

the wolfdog patronus (1k, fluff)

what if remus just didnt give himself the chance to consider a possibility where his patronus isn’t exactly related to his lycanthropy?

presents are overrated unless theyre from you (9k, 3+1 fluff)

it's remus' birthday and sirius is stressing for the perfect gift.

microfics:

wolfstar

firebolt // icecream // forks // weight // struggle // monster // mistletoe // scarf // cider // rictusempra // angel au // teacher au //

prongsfoot

invisible // pride // uniform // miracle

#my fic #wolfstar #sirius black #remus lupin #wolfstar fic #wolfstar fanfic rec

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sunshine304 · 3 years

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On to eps 25 + 26, my friends! It’s heating up!

Yang Jin was concerned because he saw Yu Wenzhi’s troups – but he definitely, absolutely was NOT concerned for Li Yan, no no! XD They keep on going together, but only... for 5 min or so? Until Li Yan tells him to go help A-Fei in town, since she can make the rest of the way herself (that worked so well before...). It’s cute how Yang Jin doesn’t want to go, but she makes puppy eyes at him and so he leaves.

I guess in the long run that isn’t such a bad decision to send him to A-Fei’s aid.

Poor Li Yan of course meets an outpost that’s already infiltrated by Disha. At least the man helps her instead of selling her out. And then it turns out that Li Sheng didn’t even include a message, just sending her away from where the attack will happen. Oh Li Sheng... He could have thought about how the outpost might be in Disha’s pockets, though, since it wouldn’t be the first time. Anyway, Li Yan steals a horse and goes to find help.

So much stuff is happening at the same time! Yang Jin asks after the Intinerary Gang who surely will help him (good idea), while Chuchu listens in on the Elders talking about how Li Sheng is very likely dead. She is devastated. T_T

Yu Wenzhi starts distrusting Kou Dan, because she now mentions a rumoured hidden path to the 48 Strongholds. She’s all like, “What, it’s just a rumour.“ and even I side-eye her for that. He wants to set a trap for A-Fei and leaves.

Meanwhile, Xie Yun has already strongly hinted to A-Fei that it would be an advantage if they could get YWZ to distrust at least Kou Dan. A-Fei uses YWZ’s ruse for just that, basically telling Gu Tianxian that this was an assassination attempt lead by Mingfeng Sect.

OMG the kiss by proxy!! I flailed!! Give me moooore! ♥

XY is off to distract GTX while A-Fei looks for YWZ's new hiding spot. But before that she stares into space, thrown by XY's proxy kiss. I swoon along with her. XD

Li Yan meets Li Jinrong, who was on her way back anyway since she missed her husband yet again. The army seems to have some problems, though General Wen is… perhaps downplaying? Anyway, LJR now knows that 48 Strongholds is under attack and hurries home.

Shen Tianshu has waited out the fire, it seems, and is now in front of the main gate to the 48 Strongholds. Also, YWZ’s private army has arrived. All in all, this huge combined army consists of about 30 people; 6 of them leave to find the secret path. I can’t get over the fact that the mean villains only have so few people! You really didn’t have a budget, huh? XD I mean srsly, there are definitely more people hiding at the 48 SH! XD

Look at his smug face! He always squints smugly at everyone, he’s so weird! XD

Love how XY is leading Disha around. Also happy that Wang Yibo could do lots of wirework in that scene, since he likes to do that stuff. XD Meanwhile, YWZ feels super threatened. Rightly so, asshole.

Aww the Elders Zhao and Zhang at the 48 SH want to go fighting! I actually enjoy that this show has many older characters as well.

Aaaand A-Fei has found YWZ! And she fights! And then there’s Yang Jin and the IG to the rescue! I love how they’re all fighting, while YWZ just stands there and watches with Kou Dan protecting him. Kinda. I cheered for the IG just fighting with big sticks and whatever else was at hand against that trained (? I assume) private army with swords – and they win by brute force. XD

A-Fei is all confused and Yang Jin explains, “I met Li Yan on the road and she started crying. She’s so annoying, I can’t say no to her!” He is so whipped. XD

YWZ really is a totally useless fighter. A-Fei reaches him and overpowers him easily. What kind of position does that guy have in the government? Doesn’t seem to be an army position… Since they won they want to get Disha to stop the attack on the 48 SH.

Meanwhile I fucking knew it that Ma Jili would betray them! Did he actually kill that one Elder? Or did they really encounter Disha and the Elder got killed there? Hm.

Anyway, look at Chuchu grabbing a sword! That was cool, you go queen! Though she didn’t get to use it, I’m sure there will be another chance for her to fuck some shit up!

A-Fei is so devastated that Uncle Ma betrayed her. I feel you, A-Fei. And then Uncle Ma feels guilty (or… was also misled by Kou Dan?) and fights KD, which doesn’t end good for him.

That fight between A-Fei and KD was really cool. Loved how they used the end credits song! I’m a sucker for that song! A-Fei gets her revenge and doesn’t even watch KD die.

Seriously, those poor kids will all be so traumatised. Yeah in CQL they all went to war at 19 or so, but they at least all had fighting experience in a real life situation against monsters, fierce corpses and whatnot. The kids from 48 SH grew up sheltered with this kind of fighting just a theoretical exercise.

OH nooo Xie Yun uses the super power needle! O_O He sees that 48 SH will likely lose (how, against only 20 Disha ppl, IDK…) and decides on that, because he can’t lose A-Fei.

Look at his conflicted face!!!

He also throws some exposition in there, that Chuchu’s necklace is the main key for the HTYS which he is looking for. Okay. Whatever, now pls fuck Shen Tianshu up, my man.

He does. He also tells A-Fei that he wants to enjoy himself here. (Meaning he doesn’t have long afterwards anyway and wants to go out with a bang I guess. T_T) STS is shocked because it seems that Xie Yun has some SERIOUS FIGHTING SKILLZ.

This is getting really long... XD

Xie Yun fights and it's pretty cool! A-Fei also keeps fighting, but she gets weaker, and also seems overwhlemed by the situation. I can’t blame her.

And then Li Jinrong signals her arrival and Shen Tianshu kinda panics while A-Fei decides that this is a good moment to faint. She does a lot of fainting in this show.

Have this gif for the drama of it all. XD

Yay, Chuchu has found Li Sheng! She had to wade through some corpses for that at the river bank, but she is a badass and doesn’t care. MVP Chuchu! ♥

Excuuuse me!? STS punches (!!) Li Jinrong's horse. Seriously, asshole?! WTF?! LJR fucks him up anyway, destroys his metal hand (he later has a new one so I guess he just... has a lot of these things lying around?). Disha + YWZ’s troups finally retreat, and Chuchu immediately tells them where Li Sheng is. He is now safe, yay!

Okay this shot of LJR is really cool.

There LJR goes again with her tough mother routine. XD A-Fei is awake and happy to see her; she also aks after Xie Yun, and her mother is like, “Do you know who he is?” and A-Fei conveniently does not mention that she knows he's royalty and just tells her the important stuff like, “He does poetry and songs to make a living.” LJR just dismisses her with, “We'll talk about him later.” Oh oh.

Cute scene with A-Fei and Li Sheng, who tease each other good-naturedly. Li Sheng now can admit that A-Fei is better than him at martial arts, but he doesn't want to give up – perhaps he'll manage to be better than her one day anyway? ;D I like his growth so far.

Xie Yun comes over to flirt and invite himself into A-Fei's bedroom. XD But this time A-Fei flirts back! It's the, “I know I'm good looking, but you have to pay money to stare at me,” and A-Fei answers, “You can stare at me too and we'll call it even,” scene. XY is surprised and delighted. XD

That whole conversation between these two. ♥ T_T A-Fei knows XY so well by know that she sees through his act of putting on a happy face whenever he's worried. She wants to ask so many questions but doesn't because she thinks he won't answer them honestly anyway. T_T And she sincerely asks him if he's alright. T_T He's obviously thrown by all of this, and he talks around some things and yep, he isn't really honest. And then she asks too many questions anyway and he uses her accupoints to knock her out. My God, just talk to her!!

And there's the other ship that's shyly circling each other! Chuchu and Li Sheng have an awkward conversation, because now that it's not live or death they don't know how to act. XD He wants to look for Chuchu's brother and they perhaps could live at the 48 SH? *puppyeyes* I mean seriously, where is that kid?!

Shen Tianshu is pissed, Yu Wenzhi is too. He's going on about how Xie Yun (=Xiao Chuan) should be dead, damnit, since he was poisoned 10 years ago with that super rare and deadly Bone Piercing Blue poison (we remember, the one that 9th Madam Duan also suffered from until Li Zheng helped her). We get STS exposition that a master must've helped XY so that he survived (and the master should've died of it), but now that XY used the power needle his meridians are no longer blocked and the poison is free to circulate again = He only has a few months to live. OH NO! T_T They don't know if he's also looking for the HYTS but want to keep looking anyway; Disha masters are sent out after the two men yet again bitch at each other. XD

Sometimes it's nice to actually get some exposition here...

There's a funeral scene at 48 SH with cool music and all of them swearing their oath again to do their best with a clear conscience before Heaven, Earth, and themselves. That “clear conscience” idiom is really popular I think?

A talk between Xie Yun and Li Jinrong. She thanks him and seems sincere enough, but she also seems wary/distrustful of him (well, he fetched her ill husband to go to war again, sooo...). He yet again circumvents actually answering her questions about his former master (although I assume she at least has a hunch who he is), and he tells her she should perhaps be nicer to her daughter and compliment her from time to time. Well, I guess he's dying anyway and hasn't anything to lose. XD

She comments on his pale complexion, is he perhaps ill? Wow the passive-aggressiveness in this scene from LJR. XD Then she hands him a sigil to pass the guards and basically throws him out. Charming. Good start into that in-laws situation. XD

OMG Li Sheng sends pastries to Chuchu! ♥ And Li Yan is all excited, like, “Yes please fetch your little brother, I always wanted a little brother, that would be awesome!” XD

Xie Yun and A-Fei have a romantic stroll under the not-moonlight. ♥ They are holding hands, be still my heart! ♥ While they are hand holding we also get a MV of their best moments so far.

She tells him she's working on a gift for him, and she wants to help him look for the HYTS since it seems to be a shitty thing and she doesn't want it to fall into Disha's hands. Xie Yun would like to stay at 48 SH and of course doesn't tell A-Fei about his talk wit LRJ nor that he's, you know, dying. It's obvious that he will leave without her because he doesn't want to drag her into this (the trope of “I know what's best for you without giving you a real chance to make a decision yourself” ugh) and also because he's fucking dying. OMG. T_T

We end with A-Fei knocking on his door the next morning (where he very obviously isn't anymore) to give him her gift. Before she can actually see that he isn't there Chuchu intercepts her, so A-Fei tries to give her back the necklace. Chuchu is all like, “Nooo you keep it, it's far saver with you!” so there's that. This will surely be important later. The two girls leave for town to fetch medicine, while Xie Yun sits near the river and sadly plays his flute. T_T

#legend of fei #sabrina watches legend of fei #my posts #my gifs #gifs

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practicecourts · 6 months

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Another road to ridiculous Regency matrimony… and this one is especially for @petals2fish because I loved the suggestion.

@jilymicrofics Moody March Word Melancholic

Read A fainting Spell on ao3 or below the cut

A Fainting Spell

Lily was not a clutz. She wasn’t. But tonight, she might have had one sip of wine too many, too little to eat and she might have tired herself out just a tad too much with all her evasive moves, in order to stay out of the greasy palms of a certain Mr Snape.

Whatever the reason, the fact was, she tripped while slowly tip-toeing behind Lord Potter to reach the door of the library.

As she fell to the ground she could hear a loud tearing sound. Her dress was ruined, and for a moment she was melancholic as if she’d lost a dear friend instead of a well made piece of cloth. Then all thoughts of her most precious garment being lost vanished, in favour of trying to break her fall. She could hardly manage that, she landed loudly on the floor, and she knew, to her utmost embarrassment, she was most definitely discovered.

“Who... What... Oh, Miss Evans,” the voice of Lord Potter sounded shocked, “What are you doing here? Are you alright? Please let me assist…”

She groaned and carefully pushed her hands off of the ground in order to sit up.

“Please, let me…” she heard him say, followed by a sharp intake of breath.

It was only then that Lily noticed her dress was ripped at a very inconvenient spot, the gash in the fabric exposing her left leg almost from her hip to her ankle.

A loud thump followed the silence, the sound came from the large body of Lord Potter crashing toward the ground. She reacted on instinct, stretching out her hands to break his fall, his bouncy curls falling into her lap, as his torso effectively pinned her on the ground where she lay. She couldn’t manage more than a muffled cry…

What on earth had happened? Was he… she couldn’t fathom the idea of the lively Lord Potter so still and white.

Had he died? Her fingers stroked lips that still felt warm, she waited to feel his breath, it warmed her skin, then she laid her hand on his neck where she could feel a pulse beat steady but slow.

She released a relieved breath, he was alive, thank goodness.

At that moment the door of the library opened wide.

#jilymicrofics #moody March melancholic #regency madness #all roads lead to jily love #of Some sort #jily fic #jily #james potter #lily evans #Lord Potter #miss Evans #it always happens in the library

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padfootagain · 2 years

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Comeback event !

Hello everyone! To celebrate my comeback on tumblr, we’re going to have a little event! I asked for your opinions, and you wanted me to do a prompt/AU event, so here we go!!

Carole, what is this all about?

The idea is simple: you can make a request for a character I write for (the list of characters is under the cut) by choosing a prompt in the lists that are (also) under the cut. You can add specific details if you have a more precise idea (but please, remember that I do not write nsfw content). In the coming weeks, I’ll write all your requests! I will accept a maximum of 10 requests, or as many requests as I will have received in the next 36 hours, depending on how many requests are submitted! The requests for this event will thus be open between today (March 22 2023) and tomorrow (March 23 2023).

How do we request a fic?

You can request a fic by sending me a message through my inbox. I will not accept requests sent through private messages because it is very difficult for me to keep track of them that way. You can, however, request a fic on or off anon. So if you’re a little shy, don’t hesitate to send me an anonymous ask!

You must choose a character in the list under the cut, for whom I will write a one-shot using the prompt you have chosen (the list is also under the cut). You can write down only the letter/number corresponding to the prompt you’ve chosen instead of copying them in full if it’s easier for you. You can choose an AU or a trope or an AU and a trope. You can also add whether you would prefer some fluff, angst or hurt/comfort.

You can include additional details if you have a specific idea and want to see it included in the fic ; however, I can reject a request if I don’t feel comfortable with the details you’ve added.

Your request must thus include :

A character from the list below

A prompt from the list below

The combinations for the prompts can be :

An AU only

A trope only

An AU + a trope

For example, you can request :

Caspian, modern AU

OR Caspian, Friends to lovers

OR Caspian, modern AU, Friends to lovers

If you have any questions regarding the event, don’t hesitate to ask me! Also, a little nice word in the request is always nice, don’t forget to at least say ‘hi’ :)

I hope you have fun with this event! I can’t wait to see the combinations you will choose!

Thank you all for your support! Have a lovely day! :)

Characters :

Ben Barnes

Caspian

Ryan Brenner

Logan Delos

Sam Adams (Ben Barnes’s character)

Sirius Black

Blackinnon

Remus Lupin

Jily

Poe Dameron

Cassian Andor

Jyn Erso

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Ahsoka Tano

Ineffable Husbands

AUs :

a) Modern AU

b) Florist/ tattoo artist AU

c) Soulmates AU

d) Neighbours AU

e) Roommates AU

f) Historical AU

g) Professor AU

h) Bookshop or library AU

i) Bodyguard AU

j) Coffeeshop AU

k) College AU

l) Artist AU

m) Royalty AU

n) Coworkers AU

o) Parents AU

Tropes :

Only one bed

Road trip

Caught in a snowstorm

Friends to lovers

Mutual pinning

Enemies to lovers

Idiots in love

Angry love confession

Established relationship

Drunken confession

Wounded character leads to confession

Rivals to lovers

Fake dating

Secret dating

Arranged marriage

Domestic bliss

Jealousy angst with a happy ending

Poorly-timed confession

Friends with benefits to lovers

Forbidden love

Highly romantic dance scene

Oh… oh no…

Wrong time to right time

"I'm not good enough for you."

Miscommunication

Heard the confession spoken when the other thought they were asleep

Arranged date

Almost kissing (to actually kissing?)

Kissing under the rain

"Please, don't leave…"

#event #comeback event #tropes #Aus event #prompts #prompts event

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stark-tony · 4 years

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I'd love hp recs if you're willing!

* = incomplete

boy with a scar series* by dirgewithoutmusic

summary: A series of "what if" rewrites of Harry Potter, books 1-7. Cross-posted from tumblr (ink-splotch).

pairings: romione, hinny, wolfstar, bleur, jily

tags: hurt/comfort, angst, fluff

warnings:

we must unite inside her walls or we'll crumble from within series by dirgewithoutmusic

summary: stories for the ladies of hogwarts, who cry, waver, giggle, trespass, and who deserve our respect all the same

pairings:

tags: angst, hurt/comfort

warnings: none

the dogfather au by hollimichele

summary: “I’m not a reverse werewolf either,” says the man. “I’m your godfather.”

pairings: wolfstar

tags: fluff, hurt/comfort

warnings: none

The Changeling + Armistice Series* by Annerb

summary: Ginny is sorted into Slytherin. It takes her seven years to figure out why.

pairings: hinny

tags: angst, drama

warnings: rape

tell me whether he is dead by LullabyKnell

summary: Post-DH AU: Harry suffers a few side-effects of dying but not dying.

“Hey, can someone help me with this? The mirror in the bedroom’s stopped working for me."

“What do you mean ‘the mirror’s stopped working’?”

pairings: hermione/harry/ron

tags: fluff, angst, humor

warnings: none

Regulus Black and the Way Things Changed: A Not!Fic by imaginary_golux

summary: What if Regulus Black, and not Severus Snape, ended up being the turncoat Potions Master of Hogwarts?

A not!fic written in bullet points, ignoring the Deathly Hallows entirely because they annoy me.

Beta by my immensely patient Best Beloved, Turn_of_the_Sonic_Screw, and by the delightful starbirdrampant.

pairings: wolfstar

tags: crack

warnings: none

who discovered your secret by LullabyKnell

summary: Pre-Canon AU: On the street named Privet Drive, in Little Whinging, Surrey, a man lived alone at Number Eight, supposedly.

It was apparently difficult to tell.

pairings: none

tags: fluff, angst

warnings: none

Little Lion Boy by ShanaStoryteller

summary: Draco is sorted into Gryffindor.

It's all part of the plan, really.

parings: none

tags:

warnings: none

a witch in the family by LullabyKnell

summary: - "For the 5+ Headcanon game, what do you think of an AU in which Petunia is a witch?"

Pre-Canon AU: Petunia Evans learns important life lessons from the magical world that every proper witch ought to know.

pairings: none

tags: angst

warnings: none

when in doubt, go to the library by LullabyKnell

summary: The Hogwarts Library saves the Wizarding World through the power of reading.

pairings: none

tags: humor, crack

warnings: none

these long cold days by dirgewithoutmusic

summary: In the war, Dean holed up in hollows and friendly attics and Muggle pubs. He drew Umbridge the Toad, noseless Voldy confused by the last dozen plus years of wizardly pop culture, the Ministry of Magic with its fingers stuffed in its stuffy ears.

He drew Snape as Headmaster, his sneer easy after seven years of notebook margin practice. Dean drew the Dark Mark over London’s skyline and he left his work nailed up around Diagon Alley, Hogsmeade, Godric’s Hollow. He signed his name. He had things he wanted to say.

There were long days when he didn’t talk to anyone– walking old fields and long roads, sleeping in haystacks. There were long weeks when he only talked to strangers– passersby, shop owners, sympathizers, snatchers who he traded curses with.

He drew the Gryffindor Common Room, hearths all ablaze. He listened to Lee Jordan’s radio show on the crackling airwaves. He drew his little sisters, who had gone to France with his mother and father. He drew faces from the darkened boys’ dormitory– Harry’s long bangs hiding his scar, Neville practicing his dance moves for the Yule Ball, Ron asleep with his head on his thick Weasley sweater, Seamus grinning at him over a three a.m. game of cards.

pairings: deamus

tags: angst

warnings: kidnapping

Rise by Kyra_Neko_Rei

summary: When Voldemort came to kill Harry, Lily met him with a SIG Sauer pistol she bought at a pawn shop. Seems Dark Lords die as easily as anyone else when you empty two clips into them.

Hailed as the savior of the Wizarding world, Lily has a live baby, a dead husband, the personal enmity of most of the Dark Lord's followers, and not the slightest idea how to put her life back together.

Phoenixes have it easy. Burn, die, rise from the ashes.

For humans it's a bit different. Sort of.

pairings: none

tags: angst

warnings: character death

look to your kingdoms by Vail

summary: When she visits Diagon Alley, Hermione hates that the first thing the shop clerk in the apothecary tries to sell her is a potion to “tame her hair.” She likes her hair the way it is, curls and frizz, heavy around her shoulders. She thought the wizarding world would be different. (Black Hermione character study.)

pairings: none

tags: drama

warnings: racism

The Chamber Strike by BlainelovesKurt, evansentranced

summary: Harry is sick of Umbridge and everyone pushing him around. Halfway through fifth year, he decides to Do Something about it. Warning: Contains nuts. And cults, falling sugar bowls, terrible handwriting, and beleaguered caretakers. Crack!fic. Written with transfiguredbunny over Thanksgiving of 2006 after we ate ALL the turkey.

pairings: none

tags: crack

warnings: none

Dudley Dursley's Most Unexpectedly Fortunate Flower by aTasteofCaramell

summary: Dudley Dursley is leading a perfectly normal life, his contact with his odd cousin limited to Christmas cards and peculiar memories.

Until his daughter sneezes and sets the curtains on fire.

pairings: dudley/ original female character, hinny

tags: fluff, humor

warnings: none

repeated a thousand times in golden ink by LullabyKnell

summary: Half-Blood Prince AU: In which Luna makes a friend through desk art and Ginny helps.

Shameless, essentially plotless friendship fluff.

pairings: none

tags: fluff

warnings: none

The Splendid Gallery by LullabyKnell

summary: Pre-POA AU: In the summer of 1993, the Grangers vacation in France and meet the Delacours. When the Granger-Delacour parents elect to explore Wizarding France as a group, Hermione Granger is thrown together with a girl named Fleur Delacour due to some bizarre idea that they will somehow magically become friends. Even though they have nothing whatsoever in common and Hermione doesn't like Fleur at all!

In which two of the brightest witches of their age become very good friends.

pairings: fleur/ hermione

tags: fluff

warnings: none

riding up the wrong path by ashen_key

summary: When Lily is eighteen, she cuts her hair and joins the army. The British Army.The British Muggle Army.

Despite what the gossip papers say, she leaves her wand at home. She's not a complete idiot.

– –

Oh, right.

Maybe take a few steps back.

pairings: none

tags:

warnings: none

there will come a time, you'll see by aloneintherain

summary: They have Shepard’s pie for dinner. Ron and Hermione watch Harry fill up his plate and only start serving themselves when he picks up his fork and starts eating. Neville laughs into his wine glass.

“How are you dealing with their mothering, Harry?” he asks.

Ron opens and closes his mouth for a minute, groping for an excuse. Eventually, Ron says, “He’s just so small, Nev.”

“Hey,” Harry says. “I’m seventeen. I’m an adult.”

Ron shakes his head at Neville. “My best friend is an infant.”

A curse regresses Harry to his seventeen year old self, physically and mentally. He doesn’t recognise this strange peaceful wizarding world, but there are two people he does recognise: Ron and Hermione.

Based off this tumblr post.

pairings: romione

tags: fluff, hurt/comfort

warnings: none

call it a badge of honor by dirgewithoutmusic

summary: In those halls, they faced down Death Eaters under the guise of teaching robes. They faced them with raised wands, raised fists, or just raised chins, these children who kept telling stories in the dark about Harry Potter, who was going to save them.

pairings: none

tags: angst

warnings: none

Hogwarts, to welcome you home by gedsparrowhawk (FaceChanger)

summary: “You understand, Professor,” Harry began, after a moment, “that I don’t have my N.E.W.T.s. I never even finished seventh year. Between everything, I never had a chance the first time around, and then afterwards there didn’t seem to be much point. Hermione argued for it, of course, but I was so tired of Britain. So technically, I am completely unqualified for the position.”

“Quite a way to begin an interview, Mr. Potter,” McGonagall said, dryly.

Or, three years after the war, Harry Potter becomes Hogwarts' newest Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

pairings: hinny

tags: fluff, humor, angst

warnings:

THERMOS!, or, How a Muggle-Born Brought a New Age of Spell-Making to Hogwarts (Entirely by Accident) by susieboo

summary: Muggle-born witch Phoebe McDevitt just wanted her tea to stay warm during class. She didn't expect to accidentally start a spell-making craze among her classmates.

[Oneshot. Next generation. Based off a Tumblr post, which I will link to in the notes.]

pairings: none

tags: humor

warnings: none

and ready to suffer and ready to hope by irnan (locked to ao3 users)

summary: or, the one where petunia evans is a witch.

pairings: jily, hinny

tags: angst

warnings: character death

a very nice thing to say by LullabyKnell

summary: Chamber of Secrets AU: Harry and Ron miss the train to Hogwarts. Luckily for them, they're not the only ones. Harry's not sure what's going on, what they're going to do, or who these people are exactly, but Ron seems to know these Lovegood people and it's not like there's anyone else to help them get to Hogwarts.

tags: fluff, humor,

pairings: none

warnings: none

yesterday we were just children playing soliders by girlmadeofstars

summary: What if, when Harry heard the Slytherin portion of the Hat's song, he payed attention when the Hat sung perhaps in Slytherin, you'll make your real friends? Imagine this: a little boy- beaten, and ignored, for his entire life. A little boy- friendless, and lonely. A little boy- desperate for the kind of friendship he had read about in books, seen on the television screen.

When the Hat offered him Slytherin, imagine that Harry said yes.

pairings: hinny, romione, astoria/ draco

tags:

warnings:

The Transfiguration Incident, Or Pettigrew's Problems by Kyra_Neko_Rei

summary: The lesson is transfiguring rats into teacups . . . only Ron Weasley's rat is actually an Animagus, which has dire consequences for the spell, for Peter Pettigrew, and for the Dark Lord's prospects for resurrection (and rather better consequences for Minerva McGonagall's reputation). Cross-posted (finally!) from Tumblr.

pairings: none

tags: humor

warnings: none

In the Name of the Brave* by LullabyKnell

summary: “Who’s that teacher talking to Professor Quirrell?”

“Oh, that’s Professor Black.”

- A slow-paced, self-indulgent, canon rewrite Philosopher's Stone AU.

pairings: none

tags: fluff, angst

warnings: none

Take Two* by Bundibird

summary: Never let it be said that a Slytherin doesn’t know to take hold of an opportunity when it’s presented to him on a silver platter.

[A Fourth Year AU in which Draco makes the most of Potter and Weasley’s fight and takes a second shot at befriending Harry. For the Greater Evil, obviously.]

Cross-posted at ff.n

pairings: none

tags: fluff, humor

warnings:

Percy Weasley and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day by LullabyKnell

summary: Pre-Philosopher's Stone AU: In which fourteen-year-old Percy Weasley is very stressed, does not get enough sleep, and accidentally and unknowingly saves the Wizarding World because of bad aim.

pairings: none

tags: humor

warnings: none

beautiful enough for the both of us by dirgewithoutmusic

summary: “You know Professor Lupin was a werewolf?” Hermione said, ten minutes into a very awkward lunch she had asked for in an equally awkward letter.

Lavender pushed a sauteed carrot through a little puddle of pasta sauce. “I think everyone heard about that one. Someone told the papers, or something, right?”

“Er, yes,” said Hermione. “Snape did. Which is what I– I mean, it’s related. Oh, I wish you’d gotten to talk to Remus about this. He was a lovely man.”

“Not as lovely as Lockhart,” Lavender said and she and Hermione spent a moment in wistful remembrance. “God, I feel old,” Lavender said.

“Anyway, Snape,” said Hermione. “Snape and Lupin. When Lupin was at school, Snape would make him a potion that would… tame him, on full moons. He could just curl up in his office and sleep by the fire. If you’re interested, I’m trying to learn how to brew it myself.”

Lavender shook her head. “We’re not friends,” she said. “Never have been. So why are you doing all this?”

Hermione looked like she was trying to say “we’re friends,” but she couldn’t get it out.

Werewolf!Lavender, post-canon

pairings: lavender/ parvati

tags: hurt/comfort

warnings: none

#hp recs #my fic recs #hp #rape tw #kidnapping tw #character death tw #racism tw #becca answers #anon

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Of the Essence 16/22

A Marauder’s Era Fanfic

Pairings: Blackinnon, Jily

Rating: Teen-Mature for language and sexual themes. I will warn for the two later chapters that get a little steamy.

Word Count: 22k+

Summary: Sirius and James semi-inadvertently invent a new potion. It’s consequences to Sirius’s personal life are anything but straightforward.

A/N: I am a complete failboat at using Tumblr as a platform for my fic, but I am giving it a go and moving my current WIP over from here.

Ch. 1 Ch. 2 Ch.3 Ch.4 Ch.5 Ch.6 Ch.7 Ch.8 Ch.9 Ch.10 Ch.11 Ch.12Ch.13 Ch.14 Ch.15

Sirius looked on while James futzed about with his hair and clothes, as if Lily Evans didn’t already know exactly what he looked like.

“Mate, you’re overthinking this.” Sirius rolled his eyes at his friend.

“Well I might say you’re under thinking it! You’re wearing that?”

Sirius looked down at his muggle clothes. He thought the leather jacket was cool. And didn’t everyone wear jeans with holes in them? What was the point of wearing jeans if they didn’t look like they’d been in a war?

“Yeah. What’s wrong with it?”

“Nothing if you like the whole Muggle dumpster look…”

“Perhaps I do.”

“Well then…” James cringed, disapprovingly, in his best friend’s direction.

So the 7th year Gryffindors, in their vastly different attire, headed out to the courtyard to meet their dates. Both Sirius and James were brimming with excitement, though either would be loathe to admit it out loud.

Their respective dates looked much in sync with their own style of dress. Lily was in a very pretty understated long sleeve dress. Marlene wore a denim jacket that looked like it had seen better days. Her yellow boots were as bright as her smile. Her hair was as it always was; a lifeform unto itself.

Sirius thought she looked perfect.

“Marlene, you’ll recognize the head boy and girl, James Potter and Lily Evans. Sometimes present on the map as Lames Pevans. Lames, this is my beautiful girlfriend, Marlene McKinnon.”

“The big haired badger who stole Padfoot’s heart.”

“It seems like vaguely unflattering nicknames are these boys specialties…” Lily pointed out.

“And these two stragglers are Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew.” Sirius gestured in the direction of the other two Marauders, who approached.

“It’s lovely to finally meet you Marlene. Sirius has been acting very strange lately. I hope you’re proud of your accomplishments.”

“Are you saying that he didn’t act strange before?” Marlene teased.

“Fair point…I like this girl. We should keep her.”

“I’ve promised to meet the band of merry badgers. Would you lot like to come along?

“Well, I’ve always wanted to spend a Sunday with a band of merry badgers! What are we waiting for?” James’s enthusiasm was contagious amongst the group of 7th year Gryffindors. They all knew the McKinnon twins anyway, so it wouldn’t be too strange, Sirius reminded himself.

Marlene lead Sirius by the hand down the hill a ways, to where her brother and sister were waiting. The rest of the group trailed behind them.

Grace McKinnon’s gaze felt like having Mad-Eye Moody look at you with his magical eye. She looked at the young couple as if she were searching for something in their posture or aura. They looked at each other with a silent question of what the hell she was getting at.

“Well then. I see that rumors of Black’s successful acquisition of our baby sister’s virtue are not without basis in fact.”

She busted out into easy laughter which Marlene mirrored. Sirius stood by looking perplexed at the sisters.

“Oh please… that isn’t even a rumor. Don’t be ridiculous Gracie. She’s just trying to be as embarrassing as possible, Sirius. Don’t mind her.”

“Of course it’s a rumor. I may have started it myself!” Lucan elbowed his younger sister in the ribs.

“So everyone knows brother Lucan? He’s the one I told you would have been the easier catch amongst the McKinnons still here at Hogwarts.”

“You called me easy? Rude. And I don’t even swing that way.”

Sirius silently thanked the stars for another Mckinnon sibling who was of incompatible orientation. Because surely if Lucan McKinnon had actually been interested then he would have already been down that road. All the Mckinnons were quite good-looking. He was glad not to have to face that awkwardness in this already strange uncharted territory.

Thanks again stars.

Sirius thought the Sunday afternoon in Hogsmeade was going quite well. He and his friends all seemed to be getting along with Marlene’s close in age brother and sister, and watching her interact with all of them was a treat. She was quick and witty. His chest needed to get its act together right now or he was going to sabotage his own reputation with all this… giddiness.

They hadn’t finished their picnic yet when trouble found them. Specifically, trouble in death eater masks.

There were four of them approaching, so the group of students doubled them in numbers and it shouldn’t have been much of a challenge all things being equal. But they never were. It was anyone’s guess who was behind those masks.

“What do we have here? The meeting of the filth and blood traitors society?” The male voice was familiar. Lestrange maybe?

Sirius threw up a shield in front of himself and his friends as soon as he could grasp his wand, but not before he heard Grace’s scream. A slicing curse hit her straight across the face. She was bleeding. There was no time to evaluate her wounds.

“Think you’ll be able to be so choosy with a face like that, Mckinnon?” Another male voice growled.

Grace realized this was Aramis Avery. She stood up from where she’d fallen bleeding and shaking with anger, drew her wand and cast another shield in front of Sirius.

Cries of “Incarcerous!” and “stupefy!” rang out behind Sirius. James hit one of them with a stunner but it didn’t stick. The Death Eaters were too quick.

Lily Evans sent a stinging hex in Avery’s direction and it hit him dead on.

“You nasty little mudblood. Did no one ever teach you to respect your betters?”

The witch who held her wand up to Lily was unmistakable as Sirius’s own cousin Bellatrix. He felt sick to his stomach as his close blood relative cast a confringo at the tree they were using as shade. Lily and Peter both fell under the weight of it. James and Remus, seemingly unharmed, cast another set of protective spells and darted to where their friends lay injured.

“I’ll hold them off. Get them to Madame Pomfrey.” Sirius, standing at the front of the group, yelled back to the others after casting another protego.

“Lucan, take Grace.” Marlene met eyes with her brother, who nodded.

He took his wounded twin sister by the hand and apparated the two of them somewhere out of sight, hopefully near to someone who could get her medical attention. James and Remus followed suit with Lily and Peter, respectively.

Sirius looked back at Marlene to tell her to get to safety, but before he could get a word out, everything turned red. Pain. Nothing but the pain of thousands of poison needles beneath his skin. Then it was like fire. It was only when he was released from the cruciatus and he felt the soreness in his own throat that he realized he’d been screaming.

“Until next time, cousin.” Bellatrix spat at the ground near where he was still reeling from the torture curse.

The four Death Eaters disapparated, apparently having achieved what they came for. Those goals were quite opaque to Sirius, but it was hard to put thoughts together at all. He could see the outline Marlene’s gold hair but was having trouble focusing in as she knelt in front of him.

“You idiot…” were the last words he heard before he passed out.

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