#i bet u didn’t expect to come on here to an entire thesis dedicated to a character who got three seconds of screen time

[padfootastic]

Okay so you already know I loved the thing you wrote but your tags?????? Yes please give us more granddad Sirius and James Sirius content??????????? I'm so ready for it.

i genuinely wrote out an entire answer for this in my mind and apparently never put it in actual words :) brb while i put on the dunce cap and hang my head in shame

anywaaaaaaay if ur still into granddad siri and james sirius (aka jem/jemmy/jim when he’s older) content may i interest u in some stupid lil ramblings:

- sirius’ title is papa. harry mixed up grandpa sirius and padfoot one time to say ‘grandpa padfoot’ and jemmy latched hard onto the ‘pa pa’ part of that. so papa he is, and all his grandkids call him that.

- harry and ginny were super young and super unprepared for our lil jimbo. so he spent a lot of time around sirius, lots of sleepovers and babysitting and hasty drop offs. this gave him an appreciation for hanging out with old people (not that sirius doesn’t dangle him upside down when he hears that term because ‘who’re you calling old, huh? you think i could swing u around like a fish if i was old?) because they have the best stories and the most patience and they put up with all his questions and antics and always spoil him.

- james sirius is sirius’ favorite grandchild. he tries to hide it, never treats anyone noticeably different, loves them all more than the universe itself but jemmy. that boy completely stole his heart the moment he opened his eyes and james—his jamie’s—eyes looked up at him. the others, when they realise what it means that their papa tears up sometimes when jem does something, learn to not say anything and hug him a bit tighter that day.

- of course, sirius knows this isn’t an exact copy of his dead best friend. jem is more somber, not as arrogant, doesn’t think he’s god’s gift to humanity. his temper is more cutting, aimed to hurt. sirius knows what that’s like and that’s another reason why those get along so well. james sirius gets angry at his family and goes straight to his papa for refuge. sirius is always there with warm hugs and kisses and cake and hot chocolate.

- ok another headcanon i have!! purebloods get music training and sirius learnt how to play the piano (and if harry had grown up with him, he would’ve learnt an instrument too and that’s always a sore point). he convinces harry to let jem get similar coaching so every weekend, granddad & grandson sit down together to learn how to play the piano. jemmy’s kind of terrible at it, but he wouldn’t trade this time for anything. as he grows up, this turns into gossip sessions where they bitch about everyone together. this is where jim asks for relationship advice and ‘how do you know they’re the one, papa?’ and sirius telling him about his jamie, and the kind of friendship that was so strong that death couldn’t sever it. sirius tells him that his name doesn’t have to define him, that it’s okay (and encouraged) to step beyond the boundaries of what you were assigned at birth. (because he knows a little something about family names and being the oldest and crippling pressure and struggling with your identity- who you should be vs who you are)

- harry tells his godfather that his oldest’s tendency for dramatisation comes from these sessions and ‘did you really need to describe my dad as ‘burning brighter than the sun’, siri? now i can’t take that little demon into muggle london because somehow his not-so-accidental magic has him lighting up like a goddamn christmas tree all the time’

- james sirius (now jim, because he’s grown and wants to be taken seriously and jemmy is a kids name except when his papa calls him that bc he has special privileges) is the one most conscious of the weight his name holds, the legacy he comes from. it makes him all that more driven to carve his own niche in the wixen world. but, at the same time, sirius can see the ghosts of his loved ones in this kid. the same mother hen protectiveness that jamie had, the mischievously sparkling hazel eyes, the bone deep devotion to his loved ones. it hurts but also, he wouldn’t trade it for anything.

*coughs* sorry miss imp this became much longer than i anticipated and i don’t think i realised how much i love papa sirius and little jemmy but uh. yeah. the floodgates hath opened and it took everything in me to close them right back up.

(the thing i wrote- crackish au where sirius delivers harry and james sirius, two decades apart)