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imeona · 6 months ago
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theyrealllesbians · 4 months ago
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Obsessed with the idea that Remus uses all the marauders being animagi as blackmail.
Sirius catches Remus eating chocolate even though he is under strict instruction from Pomphrey to not eat it just to see if it makes his migraines go away. Remus immediately responds with "yeah, I suppose it is weird that I'm eating chocolate, Pads. But you know what would be weirder, Dumbledore finding out a black dog was in the Gryffindor common room last night?" Sirius doesn't utter a word.
James catches Remus studying the night before a moon, knowing it will make him tired and grumpy in the morning, making the moon even worse. "Moons. Go. To. Bed. I'll go get Sirius." He is stood there with his arms crossed and as stern of an expression as he can muster. "You go get Sirius and I'll tell Regulus you're a deer. Yeah, that's what I thought, now leave me to it Prongs, I'm fine."
Peter watches as Remus tries to get ready for classes, even though he has the worst cold their dorm has ever seen. "Remus, I swear to Merling, go back to bed, you idiot. You can't even walk straight, you are that ill!!!" In the most hoarse, scratchy voice ever, Remus just bites back a weak "I will report you to the ministry Peter, just you wait."
Remus knows it's never a comparable threat, but it works for him every time, so why would he stop?
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lilyevansirl · 8 months ago
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An animagus not being able to choose their animal is something so funny to me because imagine going through the long and difficult process and then you become a goldfish or something .
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crouching-in-ashes · 4 months ago
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Rosekiller Animagus AU in which Evan is this slightly larger than normal raccoon, and Barty is this stupid little fluffy brown bat. which they find funny, because Evan has always been fascinated by bats, and Barty has always loved raccoons.
the first time Barty transformed into a bat in front of him, the oh so stoic Evan cooed over him for a solid 30 minutes with the dumbest smile.
meanwhile when Barty saw Evan as a raccoon, Barty scooped him up and hugged him for a whike before Regulus walked in and got really confused because 'who let Barty bring a wild raccoon into the castle'
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sunnysaystuff · 5 days ago
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i LOVE LOVE LOVE the idea that your animagus form's visible age reflects your actual age it's so funny. james and sirius thinking "we are SO cool. our animagi are going to be so epic and big and intimidating!" and then immediately turning into a fluffy black puppy (sirius) and bambi (james) is canon to me. literally adorable
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oh-phoenixx · 4 months ago
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barty crouch jr and evan rosier (they kiss)
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ohyou-pretty-things · 5 months ago
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artist: talitasami
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deathnguts · 10 months ago
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I could talk for hours about the sweet spot between regulus being a softie as a child and a teen/adult grew into someone with practically unbreakable walls that are simply part of him now and how that softie still shines through liek a ghost haunting a house. BUT my favorite example is Regulus being someone who has a visceral reaction to things he finds cute and precious, liek small animals or moths or toys no one cares about. He obviously knows how to keep that reaction to a minimum when around other people so none of his closest friends see him genuinely geek out over something adorable even when they know he is still softer to cute things, but he’s got that bubbling urge still that he keeps under wraps with like a twitch in his eye. That is, until he sees Barty in his raccoon animagus form for the first time and he just stops because he’s never seen a raccoon before but then he just melts and the next thing anyone knows he’s cradles Barty like a baby while he just goes insane about how adorable he is and he can’t stop smiling and gushing and the rest of the skittles are just watching with a prideful ‘huh. That’s new.’ sort of thought because it’s nice to see the traces of genuine sweetness left in their friend sometimes. And Barty is absolutely cheezed after, he’s just a complete dope high on the joy of being fawned over and pampered so much by his favorite boy. It’s a good day for everyone.
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severus-snaps · 17 days ago
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Quora just sent me this suggested question to read so now I'll be thinking about whether some people in the HP universe are naturally inclined to speak to, like, tapirs, but they just don't know it because they live in London
Also (as the answer points out) Animagi can speak to other animals, Pettigrew could speak to rats, Sirius to Crookshanks, plus Dumbledore to Fawkes and Dementors and Merfolk, etc. Obviously the answer is the bad reputation of snakes and association with Slytherin, but why did Parselmouths specifically get such a bad reputation 😂
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fried-pistachio · 11 months ago
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One of the many reasons why I don’t like drastoria is because like, y’all, Draco is a son of the black family
Which means gay and/or potter men y’all
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myvaginacalledmehomo-blog · 5 months ago
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regulus is the cat at lily and james' place. in this jegulily essay i-
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vega--black · 5 months ago
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Syrius and Regulus in their animagi form running around the house. Regulus jumps on the table and hisses at his brother that started barking. James is running after them and trying to catch things falling off the furniture.
Remus and Lily lying on the couch in the living room, looking up from their books.
Lily: I'm afraid that it's to late to divorse them...
Remus: Yeah, I know.
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n1c0tin3 · 14 days ago
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(word count: 496) ~ His favorite
The dog’s ears perked up at the faint sound of footsteps. He sniffed, trying to identify who was coming upstairs: eucalyptus, sweat, something spicy – that’d be the boy-stag – books, chocolate and vanilla – my boy! he thought, my boy is coming!
He jumped off the bed and ran to the door, wagging his tail and barking softly – he knew that if he was loud, the boys would get in trouble. He waited in front of the door, unable to sit still. As soon as the door opened and he saw the lanky figure he knew so well, he jumped onto him, making him fall backwards.
“Padfoot!” he scolded, but his face was happy, and if he was happy, the dog was happy too. He licked all his face, making the boy laugh and try to push him away. “Pads, stop! Come on, stop!”
“Merlin, you’re so obviously his favorite, I’m starting to feel jealous.” The boy-stag said playfully.
“What?” his boy asked, confused, “what do you mean?”. He got on his knees and started scratching exactly where the dog liked, just behind his ears.
“Moons, he literally tackled you and attacked you with dog kisses. He only looks at me when he wants to play fetch!” he said indignantly. That made his boy stop with the scratching and look at the boy-stag.
“I… I don’t think so, I think I just give him more attention than you or Pete.” he said, but he looked thoughtful, a bit insecure.
The dog didn’t know why he was disagreeing with the boy-stag. Sure, he loved the boy-stag and the boy-rat. The boy-stag had a lot of energy, just like him, and they played together a lot. The boy-rat was sneaky and fast, and the dog loved to play hide and seek with him. But his boy was simply his person. It was his to care, to protect, to love, and in turn, the boy cared and loved him.
He was starting to miss the scratching, so he nuzzled into his boy’s hand, asking for more.
“See? That prick just likes you best.” the boy-stag bantered, “I’ll think better when he asks me to do his homework again.”
His boy laughed softly and got up. The dog whined, demanding attention. “If you say so, then. Come on, Pads.”
The dog followed him to his bed, where he laid down, head on his lap, while his boy started reading a book. He should be jealous of the books, and the attention his boy gives to them. He was once, and tried to eat one in revenge, but he only got scolded, so that’s not an option. In the end, he learned that he didn’t mind that much. They could just lay down together, like right now, and enjoy each other’s company.
He knew he had too much energy, and was always alert to anything that might be a threat, but when they were together, he felt safe. He felt like coming home.
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I’ve been thinking a lot about Sirius and his animagi form, so I wanted to make some small fics exploring more of this. I’ll probably make more and compile them in ao3 later
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loonyloopylupin96 · 5 months ago
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When Remus tells Harry "yes, your father was always a stag when he transformed" is he suggesting that transformative states aren't necessarily fixed?
Otherwise the use of 'always' is redundant, isn't it?
So, one day they're expecting a stag and suddenly it's "THERE'S A TIGER IN THE SHOWER?!?!" "Where's James?" "Oh my god it's eaten h- is that tiger laughing?"
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pangaeaseas · 3 months ago
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cannot figure out my own opinion on this very important silly question
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julia-lokidottier · 1 year ago
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Sirius: I’ve seen your cat, it’s black and white and has green eyes.
James: STOP RACIALLY PROFILING MY CAT!
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