#gryffindor hc

[yasministration]

like kissing her - marlene mckinnon

summary: the boys are shocked when they see the perfect, reputable slytherin pureblood sitting on marlene mckinnon's lap in the common room. wc: 1.1k+ cw: kissing, a little angsty?

The last thing the marauders expected to see when they walked into the common room was Marlene sat on an armchair with a pretty girl sat on her lap, swinging her heeled feet above the ground as she toyed with a strand of the blonde girl’s hair, the Slytherin crest proudly adorned on her chest, only reinforced by the green tie around her neck.

Yet here they were.

The three of them were frozen near the common room’s entrance, watching as you spoke with a soft smile on your face. Marlene looked enamoured with every word that came out of your mouth, her gaze flicking between your eyes and lips.

You fulfilled her silent wish, leaning down to press your lips to hers in a long kiss, only pulling away when Marlene's hand came up to rest on the side of your neck to deepen the kiss. You rested your forehead against hers, lips still touching as you giggled, before pulling away fully and bringing a hand up to wipe away your lip gloss on the blonde's lips. Marlene kissed your thumb as it grazed her lips, a hand curled around yours.

Sirius simply couldn’t believe it.

Not only were you a Slytherin, but you were the single most reputable pureblood woman of their generation. Every set of pureblooded parents wanted their son to marry you. You had never done wrong, speaking and behaving with perfect etiquette that had your parents standing proud next to you.

Unlike every other parents to pureblooded children, yours were in no rush to have you married, waiting for the most respectable man to make himself known to you. However, looking at you now, perched over Marlene’s thighs, Sirius couldn’t help but let out an incredulous laugh.

Your parents would have a heart attack if they found out.

Not only were you dating a half-blood, a Gryffindor, but you were dating a woman. Well, at least it seemed as though you were dating.

Sirius was nervous for you, eyes frantically looking around the primarily empty common room, ensuring no one present would snitch on your relationship. “We should probably stop standing here like a bunch of creeps.” Advised Remus as he began casually making his over to the couch in front of the fireplace.

James and Sirius were less casual, following the boy’s movements, but both their jaws went slack, eyes widening at the sight of Marlene pinching your chin between her thumb and pointer finger, drawing your face closer to hers so she could press another kiss to your lips. She had never been so casually pining for someone before. Remus gave the two boys a pointed look and they scurried over to sit down, their hassle breaking you and Marlene from your little bubble.

Marlene grinned at the sight of her friends, and she shot Remus and excited look. He figured it was because she had you in her arms. “Did Slughorn let you guys out early?” She asked, and Sirius shook his head, eyes glued to you as he responded “Not early, no.” Your eyebrows furrowed as you absentmindedly twirled a strand of Marlene's hair between your fingers.

“Is it already time for the next lesson?” The three boys nodded at you and you hummed, gracefully standing up and slinging your bag over your shoulder. “I’ll see you later then.” Marlene nodded eagerly at your words, nearly salivating as you walked away, gaze stuck to your legs in those heels. James turned around to continue watching you as you left the common room, a confused look on his features. “She’s totally unfazed!”

Remus, Sirius and James all looked back at Marlene in sync, waiting for an explanation. But Marlene was already melting into the couch, a dreamy look in her eyes. “She’s so… she’s such a good kisser.” Remus crossed his arms over his chest, leaning back into the couch. “Are you going to tell us how you managed to turn the most stereotypical pureblood into a lesbian.” Marlene giggled, a dark flush on her cheeks. “That’s the best part! I didn’t! She came onto me!”

James shook his head in disbelief. “I find that hard to believe.” But as the words left his mouth, Lily came crashing into the common room, groaning and throwing her head back when she saw you were already gone. “Oh, come on! I wanted to meet her!” Lily slumped on James’s lap, and her boyfriend stared at her quizzically. “You knew?” “Yeah, Marlene wouldn’t shut up about her last night. Kept me up till the early morning just talking about how sweet she is and how soft her lips are.”

“Wait, so how long has this been going on?” Asked Sirius, still shocked at what he had witnessed. “Like, three days.” Remus laughed loudly at Marlene’s response, and for a moment, she looked offended. “You’ve been dating for three days?”

“Well, no. We’re not dating. She just came up to me after Herbology and started flirting. And I like, totally fell in love on the spot. And I kissed her.” “Marls, you’re not worried about her parents or anything?”

She shrugged at Sirius’s concerned question. “No. If anything gets back to them, she’ll laugh and say it’s ridiculous, and they’ll believe her. Then she’ll go off and marry a Lestrange or something.”

“And you’re okay with that.”

“Yeah, I just like kissing her.”

But Sirius found that hard to believe, especially when he was walking down the halls the next day with Marlene.

They rounded a corner down a private corridor, taking a short cut to their lesson, but it was already occupied. You were pushed up against the wall by Rabastan Lestrange, soft, quiet moans escaping your lips as he kissed you with a passion you couldn't describe. Sirius felt Marlene stiffen up next to him, her eyes glued to the strong yet gentle hands Rabastan had on your waist.

"Rab..." You whined quietly, lips separating from his by just a few millimetres. "What is it, my love?"

"I can't be late to class."

"Come on, baby. I just found out I'm marrying the woman of my dreams and I can't kiss her for a few minutes?" You giggled, both hands playing with the short hairs on the back of Rabastan's neck as you smiled softly against his lips. "Okay, but you're going to have to explain to my parents why they've gotten an owl about me skipping lessons. Now kiss me harder, Lestrange."

Rabastan nodded, pressing his lips against yours with a groan, but it wasn't long before he was pulling away again, muttering fondly "I love you so much, my future wife." You drove Rabastan closer to you, pecking his lips once, twice, before replying "I love you too, Rabastan. How about we finish this in your dorm?" And with that, you turned away from Sirius and Marlene, Rabastan eagerly lacing his fingers with yours as he led you back to the slytherin common room.

Sirius didn't ask Marlene if she was okay, but a quiet sniffle gave him the answer anyway.

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[lqveharrington]

Golden Snitch | R.L.

summary: you convince remus to dress up together and everyone LOVES the costumes

pairing: remus lupin x fem!reader

includes: underage drinking, cursing, kissing, Sirius and reader behaving like siblings, overall fluff

a/n: poll is releasing tmr to vote for this or the draco one!

Although Remus wasn’t big on dressing up for Halloween, you absolutely adored it. Since your childhood, you always looked forward to the holiday and the tacky outfits from the spirit store down the street. Since Remus’ childhood, the holiday only reminded him that everyone found werewolves terrifying as death itself.

But you made sure to change all his horrid memories to good ones the second you met.

Over the years, you slowly coaxed Remus into dressing up and having fun on Halloween, especially when his best friends threw the Gryffindor party every year. When you began dating, the costumes you made him wear became couple costumes. Some of your favorites being Phantom of the Opera, Beauty and the Beast, and The Great Gatsby.

This year — your final year at Hogwarts — you wanted to wear something that would be talked about for years. You wanted something so spectacular that it would be remembered. Luckily, you had just the couples costume in mind.

“Remind me again, why do you need a quidditch uniform?” James threw a curious look to Remus who was currently reading Little Women, a book you made him read for entertainment purposes. “If you’re telling me you’re joining the quidditch team during your last year, I’ll go bloody mad.”

“I’m not.” Remus flicked the page and sipped on his tea beside him, glancing at James from the corner of his eye. “Just need to borrow one.”

Remus, James, and Sirius have gone through this dance about ten times. Each one ending in the talk of the latest play before James sobered up and asked about the uniform again. It was a never ending cycle of bickering.

Sirius threw a crumpled piece of plastic at Remus’ head as the painting opened up, earning a loud sigh from the boy himself. “Yeah, but why do you need to borrow one?”

“Don’t throw stuff at Remus, Black.” You huff and make your way over to the trio, flashing your loving boyfriend a smile as his hand made their way to your hip. “What did they do this time?”

“Why are you assuming we did something?”

“Yeah, we’re saints!” Sirius dropped down on the couch beside Remus, sending you an oh-so innocent smile.

You roll your eyes at him and flash him your favorite finger, “Says the devil himself.”

“Hey—!”

“They were asking why I needed a quidditch uniform.” Remus cut Sirius off before you two could argue for the nth time.

It was like you two were always fighting over him — which he had to admit — was funny to see unfold each time. Remus laced his other hand with yours and returned your attention back to him, thumb rubbing your pulse point.

“How’s your thing going?” He murmured when you sat beside him and rested your head on his shoulder, shifting his body to block Sirius from your sight.

You shrug, “Lily and I have been working on it. We’ll be done even before the holiday.”

“You two are so ominous, I don’t like it.” James shuddered, which earned a glare from you and an eye roll from Remus. “What? It’s obvious you two are planning something and not telling us.”

“Okay, well, I’m done with this conversation.” You sighed and pressed a quick kiss to Remus’ lips, looking like the love sick fool that you were. “I love you, and I’ll see you in a bit.”

You made quick steps up the girls’ dorm after Remus reciprocated the notion and left the three boys back to their dwelling.

“Why does she hate us and love you?” Sirius grumbled and popped a jelly bean into his mouth, grimacing at the flavor and spitting it out.

“Maybe because she’s dating him and not us?” James threw him an annoyed look.

Remus blocked out their bickering and went back to reading. He loved you and you loved him, and that’s all he needed to know. Besides, it was the boys who practically begged him to ask you out since first year. They knew he was smitten with you the second you both met on the train.

Eventually, James did lend Remus an unused quidditch uniform while you and Lily finished your costume for Halloween. The only thing left to do was perfect the actual look and win the couples contest.

“Hell, are you dressing up as one of our quidditch players for Halloween?” Sirius raised his brows in surprise as Remus shuffled out of the bathroom with said uniform on. “Which Gryffindor did you dress up as?”

“No one.” Remus replied in a bored manner and adjusted the leather gloves he had on. “I’m just a quidditch player.”

“Uh-huh. So you definitely didn’t dress as Prongs or I?”

“No.”

Sirius gave him an unimpressed look and shrugged on his vest for his Indiana Jones costume. “Whatever you say… Anyway, Prongs and the rest of them are already down there and I’m not waiting for you any longer if you’re going to gel your hair back.”

“Yeah, I’m going.” He grumbled and adjusted his uniform before following Sirius down the stairs and into the ongoing Halloween party.

The red lights flickered about as the music practically shook the entire room. Remus scanned the vicinity for you, struggling until Sirius almost dropped dead at the sight of you. It was the same reaction everyone had to seeing you dressed in… That.

“Holy fuck. Your girlfriend is wearing the shortest dress in existence.” Sirius gaped and earned a smack to the head from Remus.

Remus watched you dance and jump with Lily, eyes shining bright with joy when they met his. You beamed so bright and almost elbowed everyone in your way to make it to him. He caught you in his arms as you kissed him senseless, hands coming to rest on his cheeks.

“Hey, dovey.” He finally spoke when you both parted for air, thumbing your jaw softly. “You look absolutely stunning in gold.”

“Of course, I do, Rem! I’m a Gryffindor!” You laugh and eyes his outfit like he was a three course meal. “It’s interesting seeing you dressed in quidditch robes for the first time.”

“Yeah?” He continued to thumb your jaw in a doting manner. “Well if I did play, I plan on you being the snitch every game. I wouldn’t play otherwise.”

You tilt your head and meet his eyes with so much love. Now that you and Remus were standing together, your costumes made so much sense. It wasn’t just a quidditch player and a golden fairy, it was a seeker and the golden snitch. Sirius looked between the both of you before gasping and clapping his hands in realization, those around you looking over as well.

“Aren’t you two the cutest pair!” He gushed and pinched Remus’ cheek at the revelation.

Smacking Sirius’ hand away, you rested your chin on Remus’s shoulder to prevent him from doing such thing again. Remus laughed at you two and rubbed your back.

“You know, Marlene is looking for you, Siri.” You practically shout over the loud music.

“Is she?” He perked up at the mention of the girl he had been talking to recently. “Well then… I will catch up with you two later.”

You waited a little longer before laughing loudly at your own doing. Was Marlene really looking for him? No, but Sirius was always there whenever you wanted to be alone with Remus. Before you could stop laughing, Remus swatted your ass playfully in response to the poor prank.

“Hey—!” You pout jokingly, laughing again when Remus shook his head at you with an upturned smile.

As the night carried on, the crowd grew bigger, the music louder, and the drinks more alcoholic. It got to the point where you and Remus were too drunk to be the responsible ones in the group. Oddly enough, you both drank more than anyone else in the group.

However, you both won the couples costume contest and — for some reason no one could explain the next day — you decided to give a speech to the mass of Gryffindors in the common room about winning the contest. It wasn’t your proudest moment, but it was your last year.

Clambering on top of the wooden tables, you stumbled over your own legs as Remus tried to stabilize you. Lily, who was the responsible one for the night, rubbed her forehead in exasperation. She didn’t want to necessarily stop you. You were a whiny drunk, and it would be impossible to stop you from something you wanted to do.

“Wait wait — hiccup — I would like to thank the committee,” You hold your red cup close to your chest, your cheeks almost as bright as the cup. “Lily Evans — hiccup — the quidditch team, and my ever so loving boyfriend — hiccup — for making this all possible!” You throw your arms in the air, earning cheers from the crowd.

“What committee?” Sirius looked at Lily with a confused look, pointing between him and James. “Us?”

She shrugged and watched you jump down from the table, snickering when Remus nearly had a heart attack from your way of getting down. She made sure you both were okay before returning to James’ side, pointing you both out to him.

“You’re gonna be the — hiccup — death of me.” Remus tucked his head in between your neck and shoulder, nudging his nose on your exposed skin. “Don’t do that.”

“M’sorry.” You giggle and stumble slightly at the weight being put on you. “You baby.”

He kissed your cheek, “No.”

“Yeah.”

“No.” He dragged you over to the dormitory stairs. “Hi.”

You giggle and trace the scars on his face, “Hey.”

“You’re cute.” He melted into your hands and pecked your palm. “Really really cute.”

“You wanna know a secret, Rem?” You murmur and hiccup when he tugged you impossibly closer. “I promise it’s really cool.”

“What is it?” He pressed kisses everywhere he could, putting more attention to your lips.

“I love you.” You whisper against his lips and fully kiss him, the taste of firewhisky strong. “So much.”

He smiled into the kiss and parted briefly, thumbing your lip. “You want to know my secret, dovey?”

“What?” You look up and meet the hazel eyes you’ve come to love.

“I love you more.”

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[sunnysaystuff]

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

[souptastical]

do you think ilvermony has to send out letters to American parents to tell them not to let their kids bring guns to school

[ahqkas]

♯ STARMAN ; remus lupin

PAIRING! young!remus lupin x fem!reader

SYNOPSIS! during a snowy holiday at the potter residence, remus finds himself caught between the matchmaking ideas of his two best friends and his growing feelings for you

WARNINGS AND TAGS! fluff, idiots to lovers, kissing, james & sirius play the matchmakers, cursing + lmk

WORDS COUNT! 3k

NOTES! i posted this back on my old blog in 2022 / 2023 so if you’ve read this before no u didn’t❕ peter is absent in this ff , he’s spending the christmas with his own family

HARRY POTTER MASTERLIST!

© ahqkas — all rights reserved. even when credited, these works are prohibited to be reposted, translated or modified

JAMES POTTER AND SIRIUS BLACK.

Good lads, great company, and even better matchmakers. Who wouldn't want to spend time with them? The two boys were always full of energy, their laughter infectious, and jokes just rolled from their tongues as naturally as breathing. You could be certain that boredom was a foreign concept in their presence.

That's what everyone thought.

Remus Lupin, however, isn't everyone.

To Remus, James and Sirius were more than just pranksters and school celebrities. They were his closest friends, brothers in all but blood, and the kids behind some of the most outlandish escapades Hogwarts had ever seen. Remus saw behind the facade of their shared humor and carefree attitudes. He understood the deeper layers of their cores — the loyalty that bound them together, the masked fears and insecurities, and the stupidity and courage that defined their actions.

James Potter, with his tousled hair and round glasses, had a heart as big as the Quidditch pitch. Sirius Black, with his roguish good looks and devil-may-care attitude, possessed a sharp intellect that clashed perfectly with his rebellious nature.

Yes, to the outside observers, James and Sirius appeared to be the life of the party (which they were) but to Remus, they were the definition of family.

Even though they certainly knew how to fuck things up.

ONE

"Just listen to us, Moony! This one will work out, me and James planned it for . . . one week, is it? Just trust us!"

Sirius Black's voice was brimming with enthusiasm, his gray eyes twinkling with the unspoken promise of yet another grand scheme. As these words left his mouth, Remus felt a surge of frustration well up inside him. His hands itched to do something else than the dishes — but he resisted the urge to punch the oldest Black brother. The sheer absurdity of the situation was almost laughable. This wasn't the first time his best friends came up with a plan to help him with one of his many problems. Some of their previous attempts had actually worked out quite well. But there were also unsolved problems that Remus had learned to live with, issues he simply couldn't — or wouldn't — allow them to meddle with. Like this one.

"Exactly, mate! We're not doing this just for fun, you know. We're doing it just for you, because as you can see, we know you don't have the courage to tell [Name] how you feel. And we wouldn't be suggesting this if we didn't think it had a real chance of working."

Remus nearly dropped the plate he was washing onto James' head. Did they really have to put their noses into his personal matters? It wasn't that he lacked the courage — he told himself that repeatedly — but the timing just wasn't right. And he had came over to James' house to enjoy the Christmas holiday in peace, not to snog off his best friend's face.

But once an idea comes into a marauder's head, it won't leave until it's out for the world to see.

Just Remus' luck.

The warm, soapy water cascaded over his hands as he resumed scrubbing the plate, trying to focus on the boring task before him rather than the frustration rushing through his system. Sirius's words carried in the air again.

"It was originally planned for Evans, but she wouldn't be as cool with it as [Name]. You know how they both are! Evans would try to hex James' ugly face first, then mine. And [Name]? Well, it seems like you just have to find out, mate."

You just have to find out, my arse.

"Look, why can't you just keep this thing as it was first planned? I'm sure Lily would appreciate the opportunity to snog James' stupid face," Remus said, his voice tinged with the frustration he felt. James made a noice that sounded suspiciously like a gasp and opened his mouth to protest, but Remus ignored him and kept going. "Okay, maybe not for the next ten years, but one day she surely would."

“For the record, my face is unbelievably handsome, thank you!”

The oldest Black brother crossed his arms across his chest, the rag he used to clean the dishes dangling from his hand and making a puddle of water beside him. James glared daggers at it. "You see, even if you politely declined our offer to bring some spice into your already boring life, we can't take no for an answer. We spent our free time searching up a single spell in the library. A bloody library, Moony! So, no. If you and [Name] don't kiss by the end of the Christmas, this prank will be considered unsuccessful, which is something the Marauders don't do."

Sirius' eyes held the same look of determination they had when Peter confidently told the rest of the group that he, Sirius Black, was going to win the snogging bet they made in their fourth year. Remus hadn't liked that gaze then, and he certainly didn't like it now, because he knew what it meant. Peter had won that bet. Which just means . . .

Remus saw his short life flash before his own eyes. This was not going to end up in the way he would like to. A bad, no wait, a horrible idea. But before he could do something to save himself from the coming catastrophe, the whole point of the prank entered the kitchen with a lopsided smile on your face. The boy always thought you were pretty. A pair of eyes that seemed to brighten up whenever your favourite topic is being talked about. A warm smile that makes Remus feel the comfort you gave to him. He wouldn't need to drink Veritaserum to admit that he fancied you.

"I just finished unpacking my stuff, so if you want to do something together . . ." you trailed off, looking into their eyes with an inviting gaze. Remus awkwardly moved his gaze away, heart pumping against rib cage.

James, being the little shit he is, nudged Sirius with a knowing smirk and nodded his head in the direction of his room. "Well, it looks like our job is finished here, doesn't it, Padfoot? We should help Moony here to unpack his trunk. Come on."

Before the werewolf could do anything to stop his two best mates, James grabbed Sirius by the crook of his elbow and ran into his room, leaving the pair of obvious friends alone in the Potters' kitchen.

You looked around, a little surprised by the sudden reaction of James and Sirius. Remus stood next to the sink, drying his hands on a rag. "That was new."

"Yeah, it was."

You leaned over the table, a playful glint was dancing in your eyes. "So, they left to unpack your trunk, huh? I wouldn't let them do it if I were in your place, because I know how much of a messy person James Potter can be. Sirius does look like one too. I've seen your dorm," you let out a laugh that Remus quickly joined.

"You're not wrong. Last time they helped me unpack, I couldn't find half my things for a week. They think it's hilarious to hide my socks in the most ridiculous places."

A playful twinkle sparkled in your eyes at the sudden memory. "Well, at least you know where to find them when something goes missing. I once found a pair of James' socks in the Astronomy Tower. Still haven't figured out how they got there."

"You know," the boy started, but his dark eyes caught the green and white blur above your head, and his breath hitched in the back of his throat. They really had the guts to do it! A spring of mistletoe hung precariously above you, clearly placed by James and Sirius.

Thinking quickly, Remus took your palm in his and met your gaze again. "You could help me unpack my things, so I know where they are and all that stuff you need to know about unpacking."

With a nod, you let him took the lead. "Okay, Remus. I'll save you from them."

Remus was going to kill these two.

TWO

The weather seemed to understand the friend group's wishes for snow, much to their excitement, prompting them all go out and mess around in the white blanket of cold snow. They couldn't charm snowballs yet, and the ice on the lake next to the Potter residence was a bit thin for their liking, but it was fun either way. Laughter and shouts of excitement filled the crisp air as they chased each other, fell into snowdrifts, and made the most of the wintry day.

When they returned home, it was already dark outside, and four mugs of hot chocolate were waiting for them, accompanied by Mrs Potter's cheerful face. The warmth and aroma of the sweet liquid welcomed them inside, melting away the chill from the frost.

James and Sirius, their energy finally exhausted, soon trudged off to bed after they finished their cups, leaving Remus and you to linger a bit longer. The house was quiet now, the only sounds the gentle cracking of fire and the occasional creak of the old wooden floors.

If only it could be like this every day, Remus thought to himself as he sat on the couch beside the fireplace. The flames radiated warmth, and with the mug in his hands, everything felt nice again. No stressing over studying, no thoughts for the upcoming war. He was in his own bubble, praying it wouldn't break at any given moment.

In his lap lay an opened annotated copy of a book you had given him as a Christmas present in your fourth year. He had read the book many times, and each time he found something new that caught his interest. It was like a never-ending story he never planned to finish.

"Hey, Remus."

The sudden sound of your voice and the feeling of your frame settling next to him, a knee brushing against his tight, made him shut the book with unnecessary force. The boy could feel your eyes on the side of his face so, he turned to meet your gaze, brown meeting [eye colour].

Remus had really pretty eyes. The rich brown seemed to melt in the warm room like the sweetest chocolate you had ever put on your tongue, with hazel sparks dancing in them. His eyes held something you couldn't quite put your finger on — a mystery, just like his person. But there was one thing you knew for sure: you would find comfort in them no matter the situation.

As you looked closer, you noticed faint freckles dusting his cheeks. Had they always been there? The gentle smattering of the constellation added to the roughness around his scars, making him appear even more breathtakingly beautiful. You found yourself mesmerized by the little details of his face, each one telling a story of its own.

Remus decided to talk first. "What are you doing here? Not that I mind, I'm just wondering. It's pretty late, you know," after those words left his mouth, Remus felt like a total fool. Merlin, talking with you was getting more difficult since he realized he liked you more than a friend should.

But when he saw your lips curving into a smile, he knew he hadn't messed up. "Can't sleep. It's hard to do so when you have to sleep on a different bed."

"Yeah, I can understand."

Once the comfortable silence fell upon the two of you, Remus wanted to stay like this as long as possible. Life with you in it, even after Hogwarts, would be like a dream come true. You could adopt a cat or a dog together. Remus had always wanted a pet . . . The thought of a future with you filled him with a warm, hopeful feeling.

Suddenly, you were standing on your feet in front of Remus, the book no longer in his lap. Instead, you were holding it open, reading the first words he had written on the front pages. He could feel his neck and ears start to warm up, and he was sure it wasn't from the unfinished hot chocolate.

"Nice book you got here. Must have been a nice present, don't you think?" You were teasing him, he knew it from the glint in your eyes, and you seemed to be enjoying it, too. So, he played along.

"Oh, I don't know, would you be surprised if your friends bought you a book when they see you every morning reading them?"

"This one must be your favourite, as the front is starting to lose its colour."

At the further mention of the book, Remus forgot about the teasing at took it from your hands. "You should read it, [Name], it's a really . . . ," he trailed off again, like he did yesterday, and it started to confuse you more and more. His eyes were looking at something above your head, too. Was the moving photo of little James framed behind you that interesting?

When you started to turn and look, Remus quickly turned you to face the direction of the kitchen and pushed the half filled mug with warm liquid into your palms. "I want more of that. Could you help me make it? Thanks, [Name]."

Remus was ready to push James and Sirius onto the thin ice tomorrow.

THREE

Remus didn't like packing. First, he needed to pack at least a day or two before leaving so he could sleep without overthinking, but he did overthink it anyway. Did I pack everything? I think I had more stuff when I got here . . . He usually spends half of the train ride worrying about things like this; the rest was joking around with his friends and saying goodbye for the summer. And second, he didn't like leaving. The places he went to — whether it was Hogwarts or the Potters' — had a special place in the depths of his heart. The only comforting thought in his head about it all was that he would come back.

With a sigh, he started to pick up his jumpers from the Gryffindor-themed rug James had in his room. They had spent their first Christmas together when they were twelve, and the boys slept in separated bedrooms to Mrs Potter's wishes. She wanted them to have their own privacy (they shared a dorm at school, after all), but as time went on and she realised her boys wanted to be together, the witch let them do as they wanted. You got your own room as this was your first holiday here.

As much as Remus thought about the task being annoying and gloomy, it was kind of relaxing to his mind into something else. James and Sirius hadn't tried anything on you two in the last few days, which worried the werewolf a bit. What were they planning? It wasn't like them, giving up on something they were so determined about.

At a knock on the door, Remus put his just-finished folded socks into his trunk and went to open the it. It couldn't be James and Sirius, and the adult Potters had gone for a walk into the village, which just leaves . . . you.

Oh.

Remus opened the door and revealed, in fact, your glowing face. His eyes took a look at you, and he found himself thinking how pretty you looked.

Your nose and cheeks looked like they were freezing, but it somehow made your face glow. Your beanie covered half of your forehead, and there was a huge spot of unmelted snow on it, probably thrown at you by one of the Marauders. But your eyes still caught his attention first. They showed your real emotions, and you were happy right now, which made Remus feel happy too.

Your smiled reached the corners of your eyes. Remus liked your smile. "Hi! Knew I would find you here. As you can probably see, we are having a snowball fight and I was wondering if you wanted to join me? James is being a git . . .”

Remus couldn't help but chuckle at your enthusiastic invitation. The idea of being outside with you, engaging in a playful snowball fight against his brothers, sounded far more appealing than packing his things. He also knew that if James was being a git, he'd have to intervene to keep the playing field fair.

He listened to you, he really did, but his attention was drawn by the green plant, dangling from the doorframe above your heads. However, this time you followed his gaze and saw what he was always searching for.

"Oh."

Before he could regret what he was about to do, his hands found your cheeks, and his eyes focused on yours, not bothered by the cold that started to reach his palms. "Can I kiss you?"

Your eyes widened in surprise, and for a moment, the world seemed to stand still. The heartfelt laughter of James and Sirius outside faded into the background, leaving only the two of you in that small, shared moment. A soft smile played on your lips as you voiced your inner desires.

"Yes, Remus, you can."

You placed your hands on the back of his neck, your fingers tangling in the soft hair at the nape, and gently pulled him towards you. Your slightly cold lips met his warm ones, and the contrast sent shivers through both of you. The sensation was intoxicating, a rush of emotions and sensations that made your heart race. The warmth from his mouth spread through you, melting away any lingering cold from outside.

Remus's hands slid from your cheeks to cradle the back of your head, his fingers doing the same thing as yours, threading through your hair. You could feel the slightest tremble in them, a sign that he was just as affected by the kiss as you were.

When you finally pulled back, your foreheads rested against each other, and you took a moment to catch your breath. Your eyelids fluttered open, and the look you shared was one of pure emotion. His brown eyes, now darker with desire and something deeper, gazed into yours with a mix of awe and admiration.

It felt like a core memory of your new found relationship was forming, one that will be forever treasured and reminded with nothing but adoration.

Remus was glad about the whole mistletoe prank but the boys will not hear a word from him about it. They were right, the Marauders won't let a prank go unfinished.

[t1oui]

i don't think the hp next gen fandom talks enough about how percy's kids would be treated differently just because they're his.

like, the kids don't know why. neither do their cousins. they're just used to weird looks from their aunt and uncles and grandparents. they're used to fewer photos of their father and more jokes thrown in his direction. they're used to traits they share with percy being seen as a negative.

and maybe it's subtle. maybe their presents at christmas and birthdays aren't as personalized as the presents their cousins get, and maybe they don't notice at first because their parents always try to give them presents they'll definitely love. maybe at family get-togethers, every cousin has one of their favorite sweets made but percy's kids were never asked. but they don't notice this, either, because percy makes a big deal of them baking their favorites together when they get home.

no matter the way you look at it, with percy and audrey or percy and oliver, with percy in gryffindor or slytherin, his kids would've been treated differently by their family.

[boredomsbonedeep]

james sirius potter!!

he acts like a cool guy but he's 100% embarrassed himself a trillion times in front of alice

[klarolinexluv]

I don’t care what anyone says, Regulus Black was fucking brave. He was brave and he will always be brave. It was so fucking brave of him to do what he did. Go against everything he was taught, everything he believed in at the time. It was so brave of him to defy Voldemort in the most absolute way. Regulus Black was brave.

[starinsaturn]

James being this weird kid who collects rocks and says random facts about bugs, when he noticed all the kids in the playground avoided him and thought he was weird. He then realizes that the only way he can have the friends he dreams about, sees in his living room laughing with his parents, or watches in the street walking around by themselves is if he changes. So he starts mirroring other people's personality traits and interests, and was finally able to make a group of friends, even keeping the energetic persona he was known to have. James who didn't know any other way to make friends, so he did it this way. James who lived in fear of showing the real him to someone and they leave him.

[seekmemystar]

Hc that instead of merlin's beard/Godric Gryffindor Sirius starts using variations of Lupin's name as exclamations in his everyday language like

"Lupin's furry tail, that was close"

"By Lupin's name, I will hex you"

"Remoony's baggy Y-fronts, Minnie's going to kill us!!"

"Lupin's most luxurious pelt, those dungbombs did a number, huh?"

"Moony's pants, what have we done"

It drives Remus up the wall but it catches up with James, Pete and the girls and by extension, the whole Gryffindor tower and soon there are several variations going around and almost on every corner you can hear someone go

"Acting the Lupin"

"Buggering Lupin"

"Gobsmacked Remus"

"In the name of Lupin"

"By the power invested in me by Remus Lupin"

It's hilarious and by the end of their time at Hogwarts, Remus doesn't even notice it anymore to the extent that it goes from blushing profusely and dropping whatever he's holding in surprise to blushing mildly and stuttering.

[ghostscarface]

I found the ship pebill and I'm unwell...

Maybe new name: billworm or sybtail?

If I said Sybille was the top of her class in divination and jokingly predicted the future of her ravenclaw friends but never really believed it, since she never had a negative prediction till she went out with Peter. In 6th year she got closer with the nervous yet sweet 7th year gryffindor with the sandy hair and contagious laughter. He jokingly dared her to read his palm,to have a reason to hold hands for the first time. She held his hand and saw horror: betrayal, pain, rats, dark corridors,black cloaks,red haired children, death everywhere, snakes, masks, war. Tears streamed down her eyes out of fear and got ice cold hands, Peter asked her "What's wrong Billie?". Sybille was sure she was wrong ,she must be. Oh she couldn't tell sweet Peter about that.

Four years later, the war went down exactly like in her prediction, snakes everywhere and Peter never had time to see her and always went into hiding, she assumed joining the order was exhausting. At the end he got betrayed by one of his closest friends in a dark alley. Something Sybille never could connect was all the rats and the red-haired little boys from her vision. That's what she thought for 12 years at least. What if she had told someone. Would you hate me?

[yasministration]

She's my piercer - sirius black, marlene mckinnon

summary: when sirius asks you were you get your piercings from, he's surprised that you tell him his friend, marlene, is your 'amateur piercer'. what he expects even less, is to find your brewing romance with her. cw: piercer!marlene (but not professional), 3rd wheel sirius wc: 1.4k+

You cleared your throat in annoyance, the eyes glued to the side of your face almost begging you to look back and meet their stare. You genuinely didn’t care about the boy’s fixed gaze on you, but it was making it impossible to focus on Slughorn’s already boring drawl. “Black, is there any reason you’re staring?” You whispered snappily, causing the boy’s eyes to widen and posture to straighten. A deep flush climbed up Sirius’s neck to settle on his face.

“Uh, yeah actually.” He cleared his throat, and you shot him a confused look, gesturing with your free hand for him to go on as you continued scrawling notes down. “Um, I was wondering where you get your piercings done. And, uh, get the jewellery.” Your movements came to a halt, and a pleasantly surprised smile tugged at your lips. With your hair pulled away from your face, your glistening jewellery shone in its full glory, and the ruggedness your mother hated so much was finally exposed. It was not often your piercings were uncovered, but whenever they were, Sirius never failed to spot and admire them.

Opening your mouth to reply, you caught Slughorn’s eye, and the exasperated look he sent your way. "We'll talk after class.” You mumbled before sealing your lips shut and turning your focus to the old Professor.

Admittedly, you had completely forgotten about your conversation with the marauder, strolling along to the courtyard calmly until you felt a strong hand grasp your wrist. Spinning around with a glare in your eyes, your mean front immediately crumbled once you recognised the curly-headed boy. “Oh, I completely forgot about you, Sirius! I’m sorry about that.” You apologised, nodding down the corridor as you resumed your steps. “I don’t get that often. People usually say I have an unforgettable air of handsomeness to me.” You rolled your eyes with an amused scoff, replying “And I can’t even joke about your mum being the only one to say that.” “Ouch.”

Your chuckle was interrupted by another question. “So, the piercings?” “Oh yeah! Well I used to get them done in this piercing studio in diagon alley, but I mostly have your fellow gryffindor Marlene do them for me now.” Sirius’s eyebrows shot up in surprise, lips parting to echo your words. You took his shock as an opportunity to continue, explaining “She charges me one chocolate bar and a bedtime story.” You joked, breathing in the chilly air as you finally walked out of Hogwarts’s main entrance.

“I didn’t know she did piercings.” Sirius muttered sheepishly, looking at you once more. “She’s good at this stuff, you know. She interned at a shop over the summer and is doing a cosmetology course once she graduates.” Sirius nodded mindlessly, staring at the jewellery dangling from your ears. “My mother owns a jewellery boutique. She doesn’t like this grungy stuff, but it brings her customers, so she’s made a sort of gothic collection.”

Sirius swallowed thickly, stopping in his tracks and turning towards you with a nervous smile on his face. “And, uh, did it hurt?” You laughed at his question, putting a hand on his bicep before sporting a reassuring smile. “Not really. If you’re sensitive to pain, maybe, but it’s only for a second.” He didn’t look convinced. “Look, if you’re really worried I can come with you.” Sirius’s eyes lit up before they were clouded with something like guilt. He didn’t want to burden you. “I need marls to check on my newest piercings anyway.”

୭ ��. ᵎᵎˎˊ˗

Sirius had all but had his first conversation with you two days ago, and now you were both trekking up to Marlene’s door in one of your mutual study periods. To your amusement, he really did bring a chocolate bar, however there was no bedtime story in sight. Sirius swayed on his feet anxiously, watching as you knocked the door, opening when a “Come in!” summoned you. Sirius watched as Marlene’s eyes brightened when she saw you, immediately hopping off her bed to greet you with a kiss on your cheek, her hand lingering on the curve of your waist. When she met Sirius’s eyes, her smile didn’t subside, even when Sirius shot her a confused look.

She winked at him.

The silent conversation between the two gryffindors was cut off by your voice, calling out “I hope you don’t mind that I brought you a new client.” Sirius was very confused now, furrowing his eyebrows tightly. The look you presented Marlene with was completely different to the one you showed him.

For her, you had a kind smile, a shy twinkle in your eyes as you cocked your head to the side, luring the blonde closer to you. “Not at all, sweetheart. The more, the merrier.” Marlene turned towards Sirius again, snatching the chocolate bar from his hands. “I’m assuming this is for me?”

You were silent while Marlene fetched her piercing kit, sliding on black latex gloves and fishing out a sterilised needle. “This won’t hurt one bit.” She mumbled, and Sirius glanced towards you. You sent him a friendly smile, holding your hand out for him to fearfully grip. Marlene glanced down towards the hand Sirius held, a movement the boy didn’t miss, before finally piercing the needle through his ear. The boy’s body tensed up as he made a mental note to speak to Marlene about your relationship with her.

It was very possible for Sirius to develop a crush on you, but based on the dynamics between you, he knew he had to back off. And he definitely would, if Marlene could confirm there was something going on between you.

Sirius hissed as Marlene passed the jewellery through his ear, and she slapped a hand on her friend’s shoulder when she was done, finally pressing a tissue to Sirius’s ear to soak up the droplets of blood. “Congratulations, Black.” You said before turning to Marlene and proudly adding, “I told him he had nothing to worry about.” Marlene grinned at you, ripping her gloves off and sanitising her hands, nodding at you and stating “Your turn.” You gladly settled yourself on her bed, turning your back to Sirius.

Sirius frowned: after this whole journey, you would just turn away from him? Weren't you in this together? He huffed: so much for comfort. But then he was hit with confusion as your hands gripped the sides of your shirt, lifting it up above your chest. He spluttered, but neither of you paid attention to him as you pulled the cups of your bra down to expose your breasts to the piercer. Marlene hummed, and Sirius noticed the way her eyes were glued to your tits, leaning her head down to get a good look at them.

“Nipple piercings, Sirius. Ever heard of them?” She announced, noting the way in which Sirius abruptly stood up. He silently shook his head.

“You want to see?” You asked, turning your head back towards the boy just as Marlene brought her hands towards your nipple. You gasped sharply as she rotated the jewellery, letting out an apprehensive hum. Marlene glanced up as Sirius slowly approached you, nodding towards her. When Sirius finally got a good look at your bare chest, he swallowed thickly. He tore his eyes away from your naked tits to look at your face, and he immediately knew he was fucked. You were looking up at the pair with a smile, as though the way they looked at you was praise enough. “They’re… They’re nice.” Sirius croaked out, and your smile turned into a full-toothed grin at the redness on his face.

Marlene repeated her earlier movements, a hand smacking on the boy’s shoulder, and the boy immediately figured the message behind it: ‘Welcome to the club’. Sirius sat down next to you limply, hearing Marlene say in the distance “I think we can change the jewellery in about a month. That okay with you?” You hummed, keeping your stare on the girl’s face as she re-arranged your clothes, putting both hands out for you to grab. You held them tightly, giggling as she pulled you up, and you wrapped your arms over her shoulders in a loose hug as she kissed your cheek once more.

“I’ll see you later then?” You asked, pulling away from her and making your way out of the dorm. Marlene nodded “Let’s hang tomorrow!” The confirmation came immediately, and Marlene sighed as you shut the door behind you before turning her gaze towards the hopeless boy on her bed, mouth parted in awe.

“We’re fucked.” He claimed, head snapping upwards when he heard Marlene laugh. “You may be fucked. But I… am fucking.”

“Really!?”

“Well, no. But I will be. The girl’s obsessed with me Sirius, so give it up.”

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[volturissideslut]

Hi, it's me (anon who requested for cedric's) again, can I ask how would cedric meet reader? Considering reader seems so much tough on outside, how would cedric found out her other side? I think it may be because he found them both too much alike (always taking care of troubles for others) but I would like to know your idea!

𝕮𝖊𝖉𝖗𝖎𝖈 𝕯𝖎𝖌𝖌𝖔𝖗𝖞

"You study a lot for a gryffindor, you know" the smooth voice of Cedric Diggory pulls you out of the trance the transfiguration textbook had you in. Glancing around the table, you notice you're friends have abandoned their studies and dissappear - probably back to the common room for some fun. "I thought you guys were meant to be the hard headed, action loving ones."

Was that teasing you detected?

"We'll, Mister Diggory, " you stack your papers and stand them up, tapping them gently on the table to make them uniform. Did you care about being neat? No. But did it hide your small smile while they were lifted? ... Maybe "your awfully bold for a Hufflepuff. Maybe the sorting hat misplaced you and you should have been one of us 'hard headed, action loving ones' instead"

"Okay, maybe it was a bad line. But it made you talk" he winks. Godrick, he really was bold. Maybe he should have been a gryffindor.

Somehow, your retort catches in your throat and you will the redness to creep back down your neck.

"Transfiguration, huh? I could help you if you want" he continues, giving you the grace of pretending not to notice your flustered state. "I could help you out, you know"

"Cedric, I an a straight 'outstanding' student, while I appreciate it-" you begin only to be interrupted.

"Let me help you anyway. Or you could help me. Any excuse to spend some more time with you, sunshine"

[orchideous-nox]

I love your stuff so much!! I was wondering if maybe you had some headcanons for some of the girls?? I'd love to hear them :3

Hi anon, thank you so much! This is so fun, I want to yap about the girls more often so I guess this is a good starting point!!!

Lily

I love Lily so much, since dying my hair ginger one of my favourite comments I get on tiktok is people saying I look like how they picture Lily which is the biggest compliment. I hc Lily as being bi and currently my favourite person to ship her with is Pandora but I have Chappell Roan related plans to write a one-shot of MaryLily. Lily's favourite flowers are daisies and angel's breath and you can find them in her hair during the summer. She loves to read either by the fire when it's cold or under a tree in the park in July. She's an omnivert and enjoys quiet study sessions with Remus where they don't have to talk but also is very happy to be dragged up to do karaoke with Mary and Marlene. Her favourite colour is sage green because it brings out her freckles and her favourite season is spring because she says "the air just smells different". Also plus-size Lily all the way!

Mary

Mary is a girl's girl. She is the one who teaches the younger students how to do their makeup and and is the chief hair braider. She has a diary the whole way through school and she writes all of her juiciest secrets in there because she knows all the gossip about everyone and keeps them all in the bottom of her trunk. Her favourite song would either be Everywhere by Fleetwood Mac or Does Your Mother Know by ABBA. She is the biggest flirt with everybody and the real Casanova of Gryffindor Tower. Her signature lip gloss is cherry scented and everyone is the group has had at least one kiss on the cheek from her which has left a pinky-red lip gloss mark there. If I was going to assign a fc for her it would be Rachel Chinouriri, I think she's so beautiful and the Mary vibes are just there.

Marlene

Marlene being from Manchester is so real for me. She grew up supporting Manchester United and went to the matches with her dad. She is the masc lesbian of my dreams (I saw someone who looked like her once and I might have fell a little bit in love) and they own the wolfcut. Marls can be sighted wearing a little top (baby tee/ tight crop top) and big pants (literally the baggiest jeans you have ever seen). When Chelsea Dagger by The Fratellis comes on, she is singing the loudest. Marlene never came out, everyone just knew they are gay and when they got their first girlfriend everyone just shrugged and was like "cool". Marlene uses she/they pronouns and will punch anyone in the dick if they are mean to her friends. She absolutely adores Dorcas and is like "my girlfriend" at any opportunity. You can catch Marlene dancing along to Seventeen Going Under by Sam Fender because "he just gets me", she she will insist he is the only man she could ever love just to annoy the Marauders boys.

Pandora

My Ravenclaw girliiieeee!! If you couldn't tell, Pandora has really grown on me recently and I am slowly working up to writing a fic where she is in the main ship. Pandora being a Ravenclaw like Luna is so important to me and I hc her as a Rosier and is Evan's twin when I write her, but not the way that people normally write them. Pandora is very adamant that she is her own person and there is more to her than being a twin. She loves her experiments which we know from canon, she would have loved watching How Its Made (the tv show), and was that kid who would take things apart to see how they work. She collects insects like butterflies, moths and beetles and keeps them in a display in her room and has pet stick insects that she loves to freak people out with. Pandora would LOVE Paris Paloma, she's vibing with Labour and Notre Dame and The Fruits. Although I said I love shipping Lily with Pandora, Xenophilius and Pandora (xenodora) have my heart, I love them, they are my favourite straight-presenting queer couple. I think they chose the surname Lovegood when they got married (I hc Xeno as a disowned Malfoy) which I know a few people hc. I could talk about Pandora forever but I will move on.

Dorcas

Last but not least, Dorcas! She's the kind of girl who calls everyone babydoll (Barty loves it). She's such an it-girl and would be the person you see on Instagram posing in front of the houses in Kensington with her iced coffee. Dorcas is taalllll and has legs for days, models should be glad she decided to stick to being the office siren. Her favourite hobbies are judgingly people watching in the window seat of coffee shops, and taming her girlfriend to stop them from trying to fight everyone who looks at the two of them funny. Everyone thinks Dorcas hates them at first (even Marlene who spend months thinking Dorcas was rebuffing her advances), but she just looks at everyone like that, she shows her love by being mean. Dorcas loves to listen to Rina Sawayama, her favourite song is STFU!

I'm just gonna stick with those 5 for now because they're the ones I write in my fics. Thank you for giving me an opportunity to yap about them!!! <3

[souptastical]

IM LOOKING AT 90 GB OF FUCKING HP FIC SPANNING AS FAR BACK AS GEOCITIES??? DO YOU GUYS HOW HOW BIG A PDF FILE IS ROUGHLY??? VERY SMALL. THATS HOW BIG

WHOEVER THE FUCK MADE THIS.... YOU ARE ABSOLUTELY BATSHIT AND I LOVE & RESPECT YOU

[to-rise-above-monsters]

i’m really interested in y’all’s takes (and if this is popular /yall are are interested i might make polls for more characters)

below is propaganda for what i think/what im tied between (very long)

^this is mainly the inspo for everything i wrote

so a decade ago when I made my original Hogwarts au i felt so sure of my placements. but then as the characters became so complex and more was revealed, it’s obviously more nuanced.

lion was clearly my choice at the beginning. he’s an impulsive, reckless, strong willed, bold, determined, passionate and selfless person. because he was fighting for a cause we agreed with, he was heroic. he exemplified the good parts of gryffindor; following his morals and what he believed was right and driven towards his goals for freedom. he had such intense personal justice and morality to the point that he believed that those that took freedom from others deserved to died.

but without a doubt, that was twisted when we realized the traits he had were not necessarily for humanity but for his own selfish desires. which showed his true snake nature. he only cared to protect himself and his loved ones. he didn’t care about anything or anyone else in the end, and maybe he never did. all he cared about was his own personal freedom being taken from him and he would do anything to get it and punish those that stole it from him.

he didn’t know why but he wanted to destroy everything. is that more lion or snake? he’s such a simple minded character. sees everything in such black and white, me vs them, extreme to extreme, killing himself for humanity or genociding the world. and he was prepared to and did do extremely unethical and manipulative things to get what he wanted. he cares about his people and will destroy everyone else. that’s so key to being a snake. but being single-minded is also like key lion trait.

i’ve noticed that the line between lion and snake is very thin. and so is badger and snake surprisingly.

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also to those who are curious how he might fit into the other houses:

with badger, his loyalty was and is a key component of his character. he wanted freedom, he didn’t want to die, but he could not kill his friends. he could not escape his main ties to his friends. a badger’s entire basis is about care for all people, however a badger can decide who counts as a ‘person’. he has no problem killing titans at the beginning but then decides to spare the one on the floor. he dehumanizes those who take freedom from others and makes it in his head that they don’t count as ‘people’. which culminates in him wiping out everyone who is not ‘people’ to him.

but i think this exemplifies snake traits more

with bird, it’s hard to explain bc im seeing it in the sorting hat chats pov (the link i put above) but they say that bird’s main driving force is systems and the system they have crafted must be followed. most birds change the system and make it more complex as the learn more. but stagnant birds are those that refuse to change. when his need for freedom conflicts with his knowledge that everything is predetermined and he has no real choice, his system breaks and he becomes depressed and is consigned to suicide.

tho …i don’t know. he’s like the least bird person ever. he is impulsive and reckless. he only starts to be calculating in the end of his life in an extremely snake way. he doesn’t systemize his morals or views of the world or is in pursuit for knowledge and truth. rather he is very dead set on one goal and commits even when he knows it’s wrong (which a bird would never think) also bro is not wise or creative or any other characteristics—

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So now with all the propaganda out of the way, I’d love for you to write your explanations for your choice! (long or short)

also i wanna do a poll for armin, mikasa reiner and jean bc those are alsao characters who i feel like have such nuances to them that id love to hear input:))