#i have a headcanon that sirius asks remus to marry him every day

[mayabellis]

Random Black family headcanons

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1. Birth mark

Every child from Black family has a "constellation" of moles at their body. That's where they have their names from. Actually only their parents, siblings and romantic partners are aware of this fact beacuse birthmarks are in not very visible places. Eg. Regulus has Leo's contellation at his hip. The reason why Narcissa doesn't have star's name is beacause she wasn't born with Black's birthmark but with Rosier's one (her mother is from Rosier family). It resembled narcissus flower

2. Matching necklaces

When Beallatrix had her first trip to Hogsmade she bought three necklaces with letter "B". She gave two of them to her sisters. Few years later when Andromeda married a muggleborn Bellatrix get rid of her nacklace. She didn't want to be reminded of the traitor. Narcissa stop wearing hers in official situations but she kept it and she was wearing it when she was home alone (or later only with baby Draco). Andromeda never stopped wearing hers. She was taking it of only when she was going to sleep and every next morning she was putting it.

3. Scarf

When Sirius was at his first year at Hogwarts Andromeda borrowed him her scarf. The day was cold, she met him at school grounds and he apparently had forgotten his scarf. Sirus forgot to give the scarf back and that was the year when Andie was ending school. Actually she never asked for return. That's why Sirius kept the scarf. And every time when he was upset he was keeping it close like a teddy bear to think about his favourite cousin. When he was taken to Azkaban and they tried to take the scarf away from him he bit them. Then he was sleeping with it every night. Around 1995 when he met Tonks he gave her old slytherin scarf saying "give it to your mom, tell her I miss her". Dora told him to keep the scarf but then asked Remus for it right after Sirius's death (Remus knew where his best friend (if you prefer boyfriend) used to keep souvenirs). Andromeda got her scarf back not long after she lost her cousin.

4. Hardest choice

Andromeda got pregnant before marriage, while she was still living with her family. When she realised she was expecting a baby she confessed to her mother. She even said that this is muggleborn's child. Her mother (after argument and calling her a slut) found a solution. She told her daughter to marry some pureblood beafore the pregnancy would be visible and raise a child like this man was it's father. That was the moment when Andie decided to run away from home. She couldn't take her baby away from it's real father just for externals. She couldn't raise her baby in a lie. She never wanted to leave Narcissa on her own but there was no other choice. It wasn't just about her anymore. It was about being mother

5. Aristocratic skills

Since pure blood families are equivalent of aristocracy in real world many poeple headcankn Blacks as french speakers. I've also seen headcanons about Black brothers (idk how does this work with Black sisters) playing instruments. And I love both of this tropes but I wanted to add something. First thing: I strongly believe that Blacks (especially girls) were also taught dancing. Second: I headcanon Andromeda and Narcissa teaching their children aristocratic skills. Of course Andie didn't heve to teach her "broken" child but she believed that skills were useful. And here's how did this work in my opinion:

Draco learned to dance and used to play instrument when he was little but when his started Hogwarts he didn't have enough time to practice so he never mastered playing instrument. He never liked to study languages so he didn't learn french and he really regretted it at his 4th year (Triwizard tournament)

Dora learned french, she always thought that was a funny language which made her enthusiastic about learning. She also learned dancing but always when she had a chance she prefered to just jump around the room with her dad to "The Beatles" records. However the skill of ball dancing turned out to be useful during wedding (she led, Monny just trusted like he used to with Padfoot before). Dora never learned to play instrument. She didn't have enough patience

6. Muggle music

Andromeda was the one who intodroduced Sirius to muggle music. When she started frindship with Ted Tonks (I headcanon them as friends to lovers like many people do) she quite fast became fan of "The Beatles". She showed one vinyl to Sirius. At first he wasn't into this music and he started listening to it just because it was muggle. But during the years he was digging deeper and deeper into muggle rock music. Then he found metal. And then with little Remus' help and companion he bacame punk. And many years later he returned favor. He intoduced Dora to muggle punk music (she was raised listening "The Beatels" and she became fan of "Weird sisters" but she didn't know muggle punk).

7. Drinking

Everybody from Black family had high tolerance for alcohol in my opinion. It doesn't mean that everybody drink a lot but they can drink a lot without being really drunk. Even Draco can hold his drink beacuse of his mum. Lucius never had a high tolerance.

8. Phobias

Evrybody from Black family had a fear that they traied to get rid of but finally they would always meet them.

Regulus was always afraid of water. Sirius would make fun of him for not learning swimming. He was too scared to try. He never learned swimming. He never stopped being afraid of water. He tried to fight with this fear just once. He had to acomplish his mission. When he entered the cave he remembered all of the times when Sirius was innocently laughing at him. He imagined his older brother teasing him. The urge to prove that "ghost" wrong was his final motovation. It didn't matter that the real, living Sirius would probably never know the truth. The imagined one had to know that his brother was not a coward. When he was pulled into the lake he closed his eyes trying to imagine Sirius' smile. He didn't want to see endless water at his last moment. He wanted to see his brother.

Sirius was always afraid of darkness. Since he was little he would sleep with a night lamp and then he would light his wand every night (with lumos) and sleep with it. He thought the fear disappeared after Azkaban. He hadn't had a wand there so he couldn't light it. He had to just get used to sleeping in the darkness. He was sure he did. But in fact that fear just got worse. He realized that first night after his runaway. He couldn't sleep whole night because it was too dark. In Azkaban the metaphorical "darkness" was much worse than the litteral one. He would sleep as much as he could just to avoid going crazy. When he run away, he was safe again. He could stop being afraid of craziness so his childhood fear came back to take that free space. Despite his fear of darkness he died falling into light.

Narcissa was always afraid of loud noise. Every time Andromeda would fight with their mother Cissy would cover her ears. She never wanted to fight just to don't be shouted on. When she became a mother she hated the noises made by the baby at first. She even regretted having a child somtimes. But with time she got used to noises made by the child. She even liked some of them, especially laugh. She was sure she got rid of her fear until her house became deatheaters meeting place. She cried in her pillow every night but she was doing everything not to let Lucius see. They were too loud, she never asked for it but she felt her fear was riddiculus. That wasn't the moment to be riddiculus. She had to be stronger than ever to protect her family. It turned out that she was stronger than she expexted when she survived the final battle.

Andromeda was always afraid of loneliness. She was very loud and social at school just too be sure that she would always have someone to spend time with but they were never close to her. So the school friendships ended at the moment she graduated. Then she run away from home. She lost her family and friends. She lost everyone except her husband. When she gave birth to Nymphadora her new family became her everything and she was happy even though she wasn't the popular girl anymore. Years later her daughter got married and fell pregnant. Everything was perfect until everything was lost. Andie was left with a baby and unlike 25 years before there was nobody to help her. She would unalive herself if she didn't have to raise her grandson. All by herself.

Bellatrix was always afraid of pain and blood. When she was about 18 she got fascinated by Dark Lord's ideology. Not long after she realised that asking questions means being tortured. She became perfect death eater not only because she believed in the ideology but also to avoid pain. She was using the most painful spells on her victims but not the ones which caused a lot of blood. She got used to blood enough to not be scared of it but she didn't like to look at it to the end. The point was, she had to. Lot of deatheaters enjoyed seeing blood. She, as a leading one was almost everywhere and everytime. She had to pretend proud, happy and insane during others were commiting crimes full of blood. She was insane indeed but she was laughing just to hide the fear and disgust. Luckily she was good at acting so everyone was sure that she loved watching blood. Ironicaly her death was fast, almost painless and there was no blood.

[padfootastic]

honestly I can't get the idea of sirius cooking and this leading to him + harry bonding out of my head. personally, i don't think he can cook that well. guy grew up w house-elves at home + hogwarts, and after that had enough money that he decided to live what he thought was the muggle food experience and just ate take away or leeched off of james + lily's cooking. i imagine effie taught him a bit, but considering he went to azkaban for 12 years he probably forgot most of it. enter: harry, when he comes to stay with sirius, and sirius isn't about to let harry do any work so he decides to cook for him bc no way is he letting kreacher anywhere near anyones food. only problem is he has no clue how to properly cook a meal, and he sure as hell isn't going to ask molly and he's not sure of remus' cooking skills, but he decides to try anyway (it doesn't turn out great), and seeing this harry rolls up his sleeves and teaches sirius to cook. obviously harry is probably pretty good from his days as a live-in chef at the dursleys, and i like to think sirius is a quick learner, so this leads to a ritual of there's where they cook together every dinner. their bonding time is cooking different dishes, and in the end they have too many cookbooks to count

dude. DUDE. this is literally one of my favoritest headcanons ever. i think i’ve put it in some fic too?

i also think sirius learnt a bit from effie and the forgot in azkaban so it was like. a bit tough for him ykno? and he’s picked up bits n pieces from james (like aloo paranthas and chai!!) but that’s the extent of it.

until harry comes in, experienced as a chef. and the first time his godson makes a full meal for him, he’s like :O

(and then the meaning of that, why harry would know how to cook so well at such a young age, hits him and he just. really wants to burn something to the ground then)

and i think cooking was a way for them to break the ice too like, once all the chaos dies down and harry’s living with sirius, u just have two strangers sharing the same house ykno? it’s gonna be awkward as fuck. and i imagine sirius shouting the house down bc he’s trying to make breakfast or lunch for harry one day but it goes very wrong and harry comes down to what looks like a crime scene (the tomatoes weren’t cooperating) and just goes 😧😧

he then, hesitantly, offers to help sirius but only if he wants to no pressure harry’s not even that great a cool he just thought—

and sirius, ofc, is jumping w joy at being able to spend time w his godson so he says yes. and just. that’s it. that’s where it all begins. hours and hours of getting to know each other, hearing stories of the past, talking about anything and everything—it’s priceless.

and they keep it going even when sirius had learnt to cook super well, even after harry moves out and gets married and has kids. their weekly cooking together time is sacred and the entire potter-black family knows that.

[storynerd121]

it's not saturday anymore (at least for me) but i don't care and i hope you don't either...

(yes, i'm gonna ask you one for nearly each point, cause... that's like my personality...)

i'm not very original here, but i'm excited for your answers!!!

☆ fuck, marry, kill:

(really not original, but i wanna knowwwww)

james, sirius, remus?

regulus, evan, barty?

mary, dorcas, marlene? (and lily too?? ahhhh how can i add her???)

☆ top 3 of...

hmmm... i'm gonna do that differently: if you could only eat (don't worry about drinking) 3 things for the rest of your life, what would it be?

☆ are you a dog or a cat person?

☆ ahhhhhhhhhh i can't think of something for the next two... (okay, that's like half true i'm just too shy... sorry...)

☆ headcanons... that's a long answer probably? and this is so long already... but... tell me something if you want to? about anything? anddd one question: what do you think about ravenclaw barty?

☆ hmmmm... i don't really knowww... okay, this is weird maybe, but i think, you'd be awesome in a cartoon? that isn't even question-related... yeppp... i mean that in the nicest way possible btw!!! i think you're that mix of being sweet and cool that i associate with cartoon characters? okay... that's kinda dumb... my social anxiety/awkwardness is screaming at me... (what i mean is that i think you'd be awesome in a cartoon what leads to that maybe i'd ship you with a cartoon character? but i don't know enough about cartoon to give a character... i just kinda got that vibe...)

☆ my day was kinda boring... nothing special, but also very chilled...

how are you doing? how was your day? :)

byeeee

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hiiiii!! Thx for all the questions (im bored so this is perfect for rn. i honestly don't care if its not sat. anymore lol.) Anyways here's my answers.

☆ fuck, marry, kill:

kill james (im sorry my love 😭 i still adore u), fuck sirius (i may be ace but u get the point), and marry remus (bc we would be book lovers together).

kill barty (😭😭😭), fuck evan (bc why not), and marry regulus (he's just a bby thats in need of love). (bro it was so hard to choe between barty and evan omg. im still not sure lmao)

i'm gonna do fuck, slap, mary, kill for the girls bc i wanna add lily in. marry lily (ily queen), fuck dorcas, slap marlene, and kill mary (im gonna be honest here i dont rly know/read a lot abt them but i wanna read more good fics so recommendations r welcome)

☆ top 3:

Ok so if i could only eat 3 things for the rest of my life it'd probably be.... chocolate (bc i need it), chicken (bc i need protein and why not), and peas (my fav veggie). thats a hard question lol. i kinda just picked what i need for a balanced (ish) diet....

☆ dog or a cat person?

i love dogs, but im a cat person. (i also have 2 dogs and 1 cat. i love them all <3)

☆ headcanons… that's a long answer probably? and this is so long already… but… tell me something if you want to? about anything? anddd one question: what do you think about ravenclaw barty?

ooooo, ok. so ravenclaw barty (bc im starting with the question). I honestly like it. I feel like he's both sytherin and ravenclaw (like me) and i honestly like him in both houses. ig sytherin is a little better for him but honestly i still like him in both. idk why it just feels kinda right?? (and he still gets cute moments with evan in both houses so i cool with both lol)

hmmmm... a headcanon of mine..... i'm gonna stick to the marauders fandom bc why not. one of my fav headcanons is just soft reggie. like just for james. he's srsly so adorable and he loves to cuddle with his bf (even tho he's to embarrassed to ask at first so james just kinda pulls him into a hug/kiss every time he senses reg doesn't wanna ask and reg gets all flustered. he does get comfortable with it eventually tho). another one of my fav headcanons is abt wolfstar. I feel like siri is the one who stays with rem after every full and they just snuggle and enjoy each other. even before they get together (rem is so scared of ruining everything by confessing so he just holds it in bc he just loves siri so fucking much that it physically hurts him to even think of losing him.) anyways one day after the full they're chilling on rem's bed and siri just whispers i love you bc he needs to say it and they both just freeze. siri apologizes over and over and rem is just kinda stuck on the fact that siri actually said i love you?? to him?? and then he registers that sirius is crying so he just kisses him before he can think abt it. it ends well ofc. (i feel like these aren't rly headcanons and they're just little random stories but we're going with it for now lol)

☆ okay, this is weird maybe, but i think, you'd be awesome in a cartoon? that isn't even question-related… yeppp… i mean that in the nicest way possible btw!!! i think you're that mix of being sweet and cool that i associate with cartoon characters? okay… that's kinda dumb… my social anxiety/awkwardness is screaming at me… (what i mean is that i think you'd be awesome in a cartoon what leads to that maybe i'd ship you with a cartoon character? but i don't know enough about cartoon to give a character… i just kinda got that vibe…)

thank u!!! idk why but this is honestly rly sweet! cartoon characters r awesome so i absolutley love this thank u! u may have just made my day lol. (also the social akwardness is so relatable lmao) also a ship with a cartoon character? that sounds kinda interesting....lmk if u think of someone bc now im kinda curious lol. (i've never been in a relationship but im curious to see what cartoon vibes i give off and who u'd ship me with)

☆ my day was kinda boring… nothing special, but also very chilled…how are you doing? how was your day? :)

my day was pretty good actually! i hung out a friend's house (i haven't seen the friend in a while so it was cool to see them again) for a while so that was nice. although the misgendering was kinda annoying.... im doing meh. im rly anxious abt my upcoming presentation and also everything i've gotta do but i'm ok rn. how r u? ur day honestly sounds nice (i love lazy days so i may be biased lmao). I hope it was nice to have a relaxing-ish day tho.

thx so much for the ask btw!! ur sirius-ly awesome (ignore my marauders humor but i had to). <3

byeeeee!! <3

[fruitcoops]

Hey! I love your blog and your writing, especially how really you make all the characters feel.

I came out to my mom last night and she just kinda dismissed it as "you'll get over it" so I'm feeling kinda shitty. If you have time, energy and ideas, could you write some parent/child hurt/comfort? Possibly with one of the Lupins/Dumo with Sirius?

Thank you :)

Good news anon! I'm your mom now! You deserve all the love and support and I am so proud of you <3 Here's a headcanon list of Sirius and the Lupins (partially inspired by discussions on the server), and SW credit goes to @lumosinlove!

TW for implied bad childhood, mention of the airport outing

- The first time Hope gives him a Midwestern Mom cheek pinch and goes "oh aren't you cute" he just dies a little from sheer affection

- Lyall ruffles everyone's hair (hey, he's tall and a dad. It's just what they do) and even though Sirius is taller than him, Lyall makes an effort to reach up and make him feel included

- Speaking of, Sirius helps him put up holiday lights and it becomes a tradition

- When the news of Sirius' disownment goes public (or whenever Walburga/ Orion talk shit), both Hope and Lyall are ready to throw down 1v1 and Remus really won't stop them

- The armchair in their living room is perfect for naps--Sirius always falls asleep in it at like 9 pm when Coops visit and Hope tucks the nearest blanket around him with a light pat to his head

- (nobody did that for him before her. Sirius has A Lot of feelings the first time)

- Hope knows that Sirius only asks her for recipes when he's super stressed out, so she cherry-picks the most calming and repetitive ones to send him

- He sends her pictures of the finished product with a little " : ) " each time

- Sirius wasn't quite sure how to act around them at first because a) he already had Dumo and Celeste as his adopted parents and b) the Lupins are so,,,,, normal? They're normal, likeable, empathetic people?

- He thought he had to choose between the Dumais and the Lupins and it was very uncomfortable for him until he realized that wasn't true at all--both families loved him in their own way, so he could have both

- All the "I hate my in-laws" jokes simply do not compute

- After the airport (as written about here), he carries the guilt around for a literal age until he comes to understand neither of them blame him or secretly think he's a horrible person

- Lyall lowkey still can't believe his son married The Sirius Black (Sirius notices and thinks it's so fucking funny. Remus is beyond embarrassed)

- At first, Sirius was worried about how Reg would get along with them, but he fit in quite easily. Hope thinks he's the sweetest kid and Lyall thinks his muttered commentary on every hockey game they watch together is hysterical

- There are days Hope fantasizes about personally throwing Walburga and Orion in jail. Not many. But some.

- Reg and Sirius don't talk about their childhood, but the Lupins put it together pretty quick and it breaks their hearts

- Lyall is a chill, quiet, peaceful dude. Would he call Orion a little bitch through a megaphone given the chance? Yup.

- It takes about six months for Sirius to break the habit of going in for a handshake when they meet up and accept the inevitable hug, and when he finally does it's one of the Lupins' proudest moments

- Sirius' physical affection love language thrives in that house

- Sirius: "Do your parents actually like me, or are they just pretending?"

Remus, who has been on the receiving end of Lily's 'haha your parents like your fiancé more than they like you' jokes for half a year: "W h a t."

- All the Lupin love. All of it. Sirius would have been included in the Lupin family reunions/ pictures/ holiday cards even if he didn't put a ring on it

[gaeforurmum]

MARAUDERS FIC RECS

♡ - fluff

◘ - angst

✧ - smut

✩ - personal favorite

a/n - these fic’s are not mine and are written by other bloggers!! i am just recommending them! all characters in mature fics are aged up !!!!!!

JAMES POTTER:

oneshots

✩♡ Featherlight Kisses - Spending some alone-time with your boyfriend is rare, so when you finally have the opportunity to enjoy his presence without needing to share it with others, you plan to make it count, regardless of James finding it fun to deny his kisses from you.

blurbs

♡ Massage - just james being the ultimate boobs man (bc it's canon)

✩♡ Kisses - "Thinking ab james’ flushed face/lips after kissing you"

✩✧ Hands - a smutty james potter blurb with a reader who has a hand kink

✧ Backfire - reader teasing james during dinner people, and he corners them alone afterwards to have a little chat.

✧ Breakfast of Champions - the one where james wants you to sit on his face but you are shy

headcanons

✧ Babyboy - whiny james... that's it

SIRIUS BLACK:

oneshots

✩◘♡ Shining Just for You - You had never had much luck with boys, coming to the conclusion that you were no one’s type. But you certainly were not Sirius Black’s type.

◘♡ Unbroken Promise - Sirius promises a breath-taking date, only to leave you waiting. When Remus arrives, your heart realises before your brain does that something might not be right.

◘♡ Be My (Fake) Girlfriend! - Sirius is fed up of girls throwing themselves at him, so he asks you to be his fake girlfriend, but you seem to enjoy the fake relationship more than you were supposed to.

♡ Christmas Lie - Your relationship with your parents has never been a good one, therefore they plan to spend Christmas without you. But you don’t want Sirius to spend it with you either, knowing he would have a better time with his friends. So you decide to lie.

◘♡✧ Enraptured - Sirius Black hates pureblood parties just as much as purebloods hate muggborns, but then he meets a pretty girl with a brutally honest tongue and decides that maybe they are slightly more tolerable with her around.

◘✧ Caught - your relationship with sirius was secret. but one day, your ex boyfriend, james, catches you and sirius naked and in not so pleaseable position (for him) in the shower.

✩♡✧ Go Back to Sleep - soft sleepy sex with sirius <3

✧ I'm Gonna Pay for This - Sirius and Y/N escape to his dorm during a Gryffindor party.

blurbs

◘ Love or Life - Sirius and reader where they're both in love and are together but she's from a pureblood supremist family and when they find out that she's with a blood traitor they marry her off to someone

♡ Tease - reader being witty and sarcastic when talking to Sirius and he can't help but murmur, 'she's so hot'

✩♡ Groupie - When your band is about to play your first real show, you can count on Sirius to be your number one fan.

♡ Like One of your French Girls - In which Sirius discovers your hidden talent and insists that you put it to use. 

♡ Dog People - When you attempt to befriend a stray dog, you end up making more than one friend.

♡ Punch to the Face - you punch lucius in the face and sirius is in awe

✩♡ Butterfly - you and sirius being adorable in your animagus forms

✩♡ Ramble - sirius listens to you ramble and can't help the lovesick smile that grows on his face

♡ Fake Dating - simply a fake dating blurb with pads

♡ Amortentia - smelling sirius in your amortentia

♡ Dog Person - sirius being jealous of your dog

♡ Lilypads - fake dating lupin!reader turned to real feelings

♡ Baby Fever - your son with sirius takes his first steps.

REMUS LUPIN:

oneshots

◘♡ Little Family - After Lily and James’ death, Lily’s sister, you get custody over little Harry. Remus is beside you, every step of the way to help you, but your feelings growing for the man complicate things.

♡ Physical Affection - you haven’t been feeling good so you go and tell remus

◘♡✧ Sins, Secrets & Sins - regulus' twin!reader and remus are in love, and overprotective olderbrother!sirius catches them in a not so pleasing situation (for him)

✩◘♡✧ Tell Me Again on a Good Day - you’re pregnant from a terrible one night stand. remus only fancies you more for it.

✩♡✧ Something New - Ah yes, Remus John Lupin. Also two awkward people trying to teach each other how to pleasure the other. But also Remus Lupin.

✩♡✧ Perfect Three - you and remus finally get some time to have fun when your daughter is fast asleep.

blurbs

◘ Merry Christmas - remus wishes you could still be there with him (tw: talk of death and greif)

✩◘ For Me? - remus having to watch you die in his arms (tw: major character death, mention of blood)

✩◘ Alone - you find out you're pregnant the day after your husband sirius dies, and remus finds your positive test on the counter

◘♡ Toxic - remus lupin meeting reader’s toxic ex and being all protective

✩♡ That's Enough - you stand up for remus

✩♡ Oops! - remus accidentally walking in on sirius' sister changing

♡✧ Remus Taking Care of You - just what the title says ;)

♡✧ Interruptions - remus smut where one of the marauders walks in

♡✧ So Pretty - "look so pretty like this for me"

✧ Look at Me - a short little smutty blurb

✧ Aftermath - you hated the full moon, but not the aftermath

✧ Thigh Riding - thigh riding with remus while he reads

REGULUS BLACK:

series

◘♡ Drunk Nights: pt1 | pt2 - The reader invites him to a party and he’s drunk within half an hour. Chaos follow.

◘♡ Off Limits: pt1 | pt2 - sirius asks you to accompany his brother regulus - whom you’ve never been formally introduced to - to hogsmeade while he spends time with remus. you have no problem with this… until you meet the younger black that is. it’s hard to not feel an attraction towards him, especially knowing that he’s off limits. 

oneshots

✩◘ Lavendar - Sirius Black escapes Azkaban and Professor Black’s students have a lot of questions about it.

✩◘♡ He Loves You - The Marauders hold a silent grudge against you for falling in love with the younger Black, until one day everything comes out in an argument, and Sirius has no choice but to find his brother, and see for himself how much he loves you.

◘♡ Secret Boyfriend - Keeping secrets seem to run in the Lupin family but one of the two twins has a bigger secret than the other can imagine.

◘♡ Of Monsters and Men - I present to you - best friends to enemies to lovers with jealousy, insecurities and confessions during a heated argument.

✩◘♡ Second Choice - Regulus doesn’t talk much, but his actions do it for him.

♡ Wishes and a Gift - Birthday party at your house. Just fluff, fluff, and fluff with Reg!  Happy Regulus because I say so.

✩♡ The Best Man - you meet sirius’s brother at the wedding and realizes he’s more nervous than he seems.

♡ Words Unsaid - misunderstandings and a jealous regulus lead to a fun game of spin the bottle.

♡ Enchanted - Forced to attend a Slytherin gala, you stumble into someone who makes the night a bit more bearable.

blurbs

◘ Goodbye - Sirius tells (Y/n) that Regulus is a death eater but they don’t believe him.

◘ Final Goodbyes - i think the title says it all

◘♡ Poison - “Am I making you flustered, love?”

♡ Happiest - Regulus is always happiest when he’s with you.

♡ Gifting You His Ring - he gives her one of his rings as a present because its her favorite

♡ One Where He Teaches You How to Play Piano - "the slytherin common room just happens to have one and Regulus just happens to know how to play the piano and she hears him playing so she comes to listen and she has synesthesia so she describes to him what she sees (like colors etc) andd maybe some ultra fluff where he tries to teach her to play it"

✩♡✧ Praise - soft smut with reggie

✧ Knives - Regulus having a knife kink when you're being a total brat

✩✧ Tug - tugging on reggie's hair makes him melt

headcanons

◘♡ Regulus Dating a Muggleborn - just regulus secretly dating a muggleborn

MARAUDERS (POLY):

oneshots

◘♡ Just Ours - wolfstar x reader where the boys are possessive

◘♡✧ Forever Yours - Enemy shows up at your door step, clearly harmed, because he didn’t know where else to go. (when it's canon compliant

◘♡✧ A Bad Day - “I was wondering if you could possibly write a poly!marauders x fem!reader where reader has a bad day and breaks down and just cries into Remus and all three of the boys decide to make her feel better (this could be overstim or whatever).”

◘♡✧ And Let it All Out - It wasn’t the best idea to edge you for so many times

♡✧ Just a Little Tired - Sirius doesn’t notice how deep y/n is into subspace, but Remus does

✩♡✧ Needy - they push you too far into subspace and have to bring you back

✧ Swimming Pool - friends to lovers summertime smut

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✩♡ Shot - you take James and Sirius with you to get a shot

other

♡ Letter - a letter from poly!marauder bfs <33

[siriuslyloonylove]

Sirius Black Wears Rings

His collection of gold and silver rings start with The Noble House of Black’s family signet, a chunky silver ring with the family crest. As much as he dislikes his family, he wears the ring because it’s the only constant thing about his horrible family. He wears it every day up until the day he runs away to the Potter’s, where he puts it in a box in his room - under the floorboards along with the only thing he brought with him, a picture of him and his baby brother Regulus. He only brings the picture and ring out on especially hard days.

The day he started collecting rings was when Euphemia Potter noticed he had taken off his family ring, and knowing that it meant a lot to him she had Fleamont make Sirius a chunky gold Potter family crest signet. He cries for days when Euphemia gives it to him, bursting into tears every time the gold catches the light. Sirius wears it with pride on his right ring finger and shows everyone who will look that this is his new family.

Most of his ring collection are rings from Muggle thrift stores, some of them he bought, some were given to him after summer break from Marlene and Lily.

On his right pinkie he wears a dainty circle ring that’s silver, two pinkies held in a pinkie promise engraved into the plate - his third favorite ring given to him by Lily Evans when they make a hand shake which ends with a pinkie promise. This makes James jealous.

After, he goes to go excitedly show Moony and accidentally burns the tip of his nose when he shoves the ring in his face, from then on he charms ALL of his silver rings to not burn Remus. If you look close enough there’s still a mark on his nose of two pinkies, but only Sirius can see it, who repeatedly apologizes every time he sees it.

A chunky silver band ring takes up his left thumb, “Best Dad Ever” engraved on it in black letters, Marlene McKinnon gave it to him with the goofiest grin and said “Here you go, Daddy” after she had caught Remus muttering it to him one late night in the common room. Remus blushes every time he sees the ring.

One summer evening, Lily was roaming through a random Muggle shop when she found a ring that’s a huge, huge silver paw print and she knew she had to buy it for Sirius, that now sits on his left middle finger. This is how she told the boys that she figured out that they are animagi, after she had already figured out Remus’ secret, promising to keep it. She promised with a pinkie promise, after she had charmed the ring for Remus, and the boys knew then and there that she was a keeper. Not that they didn’t know that before.

During winter break of sixth year is when he bought two rings while at a Muggle thrift store with James, who didn’t understand why they were there but was excited nonetheless. There he finds a small silver butterfly that reminds him of the feeling of butterflies in his stomach when he sees Remus, even after a year of dating. It takes up his left pinkie finger. He finds a matching gold bee dainty ring that reminds him of the time that a swarm of buzzing bees attacked James and Peter one spring evening and left them covered in stings from head to toe, he giggles when he sees James roll his eyes, and Peter goes pale when he sees it when they get back. This one takes up his right thumb.

On his right middle finger he wears a ring James bought him for Christmas, a chunky pair of gold antlers to match his paw print ring. Sirius likes to flip people off with both fingers to show off the rings, even Professor McGonagall finds it funny. Snivellus does not.

A silver ring of his wand takes up his right pointer finger, given to him by a blushing Peter after James on Christmas. Sirius wears it, even after Azkaban, to remind him that Peter was once good and that he just made the wrong choice.

When James and Lily ask Sirius to be Harry’s godfather, they ask by giving him a picture of the sonogram and a chunky gold ring that’s an H and has red stones for his left pointer finger. It reminds him of when Euphemia and Fleamont gave him the family crest, which makes him cry every time the stones glitter in the light.

But his all time favorite ring takes up his left ring finger, his engagement ring that Remus proposed to him with, which has a crescent moon and a star shaped diamond woven together with charmed silver with small diamonds adorning it. A matching dainty band on top of it with small diamonds is added when they get married after they survive the second Wizarding War.

here's a cute headcanon i have/wrote, which is most definitely inspired by harry styles' rings... and well my own, but still i love it. also i like mixing gold and silver rings, i know some people might find it tacky but i think it brings out the colors of your skin since gold brings out warm tones and silver brings out cool tones :)

[biderboy]

marauders raising the weasleys part 5 !!!

george hated medicine. oh my god he HATED it. would refuse to take it, run around the house, tape his mouth shut, literally sob, if he had to take it. the only way he takes it is if james takes it first , and james also hates medicine but he does it every. time. just for george

taking the kids of holiday was,,,not a good idea. they stayed in a nice hotel and boy was it a MESS. peter had a room with percy and ginny, sirius had a room with charlie and ron, james and lily had harry and bill, remus had fred and george. well, that was the plan but nobody ended up in the right room and sirius’ room was completely empty as he and charlie snuck to james room and ron wanted to be with remus.

headcanon that charlie did NOT go to hogwarts when he turned 11 and instead stayed going to the muggle school down the street because he simply could not be away from his family for such long periods and despite bill being there, sirius didn’t feel safe sending charlie, his baby, to be on his own yet

james potter knew how to play the guitar and all the kids sat around in the living room for hours as he played song after song. fred especially liked it and sometimes asked if james could play the guitar to help him fall asleep.

sirius is the nickname giver , hence the way he calls charlie “baby star” and the other boys demand cute nicknames too and so george becomes “angel boy” and ron is “jellybean” (he like jelly beans) , fred is “sunny” and percy didn’t want one but sirius calls him “golden” (ginny is “lily jr” for 3 years straight)

one of harry and ron’s teacher conferences at muggle school, james and sirius go and the teacher thinks they’re the ones dating since ron likes to “i’ve got 4 dads, and 2 are getting married soon!” and they just go along with it

fred HATES wearing shoes !!! it takes remus AND peter to get him to put his shoes on before they leave and he always takes them off. he only starts to wear them when he gets a matching pair of shoes with sirius

ron sometimes waddles into the kitchen when peter is cooking and just “can i have a hug?” all small and quiet and peter always, not matter heat, swoops him into his arms

remus and bill have matching hats that say “big wolf” and “little wolf” (foreshadowing 😩) because bill is a tiny remus and james thought the hats were cute

charlie IS james in tiny form . he doesn’t even have to try, he just takes so much after james it’s scary. but the biggest ring is he is so good at quidditch, he uses james old broom (he cries) and wears his old jersey (more tears) and it’s just. mini prongs !!!!

^ the broom gets passed on to fred and then harry and then ginny but the jersey stays with charlie

lily got a call one day from the muggle police about bill stealing and it takes everything in her power not to laugh because why on earth did bill get caught stealing a motorcycle helmet. oh wait. (she makes sirius go pick him up too)

charlie brought home a story about a dragon that he named dan who likes to eat leafs and everyone thought it was a story until one day a absolutely huge dragon walks into their yard behind the little redhead “momma can we keep him?”

percy likes to steal remus’ hats and wear them out because it makes him look “professional” but they always cover his eyes too much and he looked like a dork so sirius also wears too big of hats out so percy isn’t alone

APPLE PICKING IN THE FALL. fred chucks a apple at percy. george is helping harry pick the best apples. lily is taking pictures of everyone. ginny is on sirius’ shoulders reaching for an apple but grabbing leaves. remus is totally not (is) throwing apple at james. bill is eating the apple out of the basket with ron. harry and peter are getting hot chocolate (only for themselves)

peter teachs the kids how to skip rocks !!! only charlie and fred can do it, ron just likes to throw sticks in, george is content showing of his counting skills by seeing how many times the rock skips

lily tells her parents she’s coming to visit with the kids and they think “oh okay, 2 or 3 that’s fine!” and then she pulls up with 7 red heads, a miniature james, and a cat. and they don’t?? know how to react because “lily when did you have so many kids we saw you last year?”

ron likes to plant flowers with lily !!!!! he puts on his little gloves and sits next to her for hours as she explains what each flower is and he always, always, points to the small patch of lillies and says “momma that’s you!!!”

[omg-someone-actually]

Hiiiiii idk if you take prompts but 🥺 that period drama post you shared??? It's gold. Pure gold. So I was wondering - uuuuuuuu would you be willing to take as a prompt writing some period drama wolfstar??? It doesn't need to be a whole fic!! It can be a ficlet, a HC, whatever you want! Just - generally inspired in that post bc it owns me now 😅

Ohohohow, I can never resist a period drama! And that post was pure gold indeed. I wish I had the dedication and skill to write a proper story out of this, preferably with historically accurate clothing and all but alas...so here are some headcanons:

Wolfstar Period Drama

(take them with a grain of salt ok, it’s an absolute braindump, I did zero research and it kind of got out of hand lol)

- 18th century

- English Countryside Prime Time

- No homophobia in this world, thank you

- However, same sex marriage is unusual, especially among the higher classes because they’re all still obsessed with ✨blood heirs✨

- Sirius is a fetching young gentleman, owns a big estate somwhere in Whatevershire, think Mr. Darcy level of rich

- Remus on the other hand, is the definition of Charlotte from Pride and Prejudice:

- Except he’s not a burden to his parents because Hope would never make him feel like that (Lyall is dead, definitely only for plot purposes, sorry not sorry, he went off to a war and was killed - don’t ask me which war, I’m sure there was at least one)

- Sirius is kind of bored of life, doesn’t really know what to do with himself, he travelled a lot when he was younger but after his parents died he had to come back 

- as the oldest Black he inhereted the entire estate, which he begrudgingly takes care of (mainly because he loves the enormous fields, forests and a park that go with it)

- He attends the fancy balls, hosts one or two a season himself to be considered respectable by the rest of the society but overall doesn’t find joy in almost anything anymore

- Regulus, being the younger brother with basically no responsibility and no need to have heirs but with a decent amount of money to his name, decided to fuck it all and marry his childhood sweetheart Kingsley (yes, I’m pushing my Kingulus agenda everywhere I can) and they moved to London because a) it’s more progressive and “fun” and b) “ew countryside”

- Remus would love to teach but he was never able to finish his studies because when his father died they lost the only source of income and he had to return home

- Hope takes care of their little cottage, grows some vegetables in the small garden and knits because cute

- Remus sporadically homeschools here and there but never earns enough money so he’s basically always looking for a job

- He would love to start a school for children from the few small villages in Whatevershire who can’t afford to attend the fancy schools in the bigger towns but he has no money nor a teaching degree

- one day Regulus comes to visit and is all "wtf Sirius this place looks like a mess, get yourself together"

- Sirius realizes that yeah maybe he's not taking such a good care of the estate as he has thought....

- He decides to hire a caretaker

- Remus has been without a job for a while now so he's all "fuck it I can do anything at this point" fakes his resume (recommendation letter?) or whatever they did in the 18th centruy and gets the job

- he mostly bullshits his way through the job but he was always taught how to manage a tiny husehold AND on a budget so anything he deems unnecessary he simply throws out or cuts off

-“800 candles to illuminate one ballroom for ONE evening??? I think not.”

-”Who the fuck needs 10 horses”

-”Salmon for dinner EVERY WEEK?? Not on my watch.”

- Sirius loves Remus’ fire and drive, he’s amused by his anticts but also very humbled. He never realised how much he took his money and priviliges for granted.

- Remus is a bit apprehensive at first but he ends up spending a lot of time with Sirius when they discuss the potential of Sirius’ land, the what’s and how’s of the estate etc...

- They also take long walks together. A LOT of long walks. Supposedly to “better understand the terrain” but by Remus’ second week at the estate they just talk and don’t pay any attention to where they’re going. Remus adores Sirius’ stories from his travels. Admires his kindness and passion.

- Sirius soon realises that Remus has no idea how to handle an estate this size, maybe any estate at all, but...with Remus around....life doesn’t feel that miserable and pointless anymore

- He looks forward to every new day he can spend with Remus by his side and he finds joy in taking good care of the land he inherited

- Long story short: they fall in love

- It starts with too long glances and accidental hand brushing but ends up in full on period typical love declarations like “I feel myself bound to you by honour, affection and love so strong nothing can deter me” (Sirius) and "allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you" (Remus)

- And of course they get married

- They travel to all the places Remus loved from Sirius’ stories and discover new ones together

- Remus finishes his studies

- They visit Regulus and Kingsley a lot

- And when they settle back on THEIR estate, with Sirius’ money that he doesn’t hesitate to share with his husband, Remus can open the school he has always dreamt of

- Sirius gets involved in charity work

- They sell the Lupin’s old cottage and Hope starts living with them, finally able to grow whatever flowers she pleases in the small garden and greenhouse Sirius gifted her, instead of food to keep her family alive

- And everyone lives happily ever after

Phew! Thank you so much for this ask! This was definitely fun to think about! I’m a bit worried it ended up being a plotless fluff but hey, we need those from time to time.

Also, if anyone else wants to send me a prompt I’m all ears! It might take a while and I can’t promise a full fic but a bunch of headcanons is always guaranteed.

[zaina-xoxo]

Harry Potter headcanons (sad)

That Hermione and Ron always wanted a huge family. Like, 5 children filling a burrow. However, they ended up with only two. Why? Hermione’s torture at the hands of Bellatrix left its marks, and she couldn’t have children after Hugo. Dark Magic always left marks.

That Dumbledore never really left limbo. He stayed there forever, unable to allow himself to move due to the blood he had on his hands, lives he sacrificed for the greater good.

That George dyed his hair blue after the battle in order to stop reminding himself of Fred every time he saw a mirror.

That Grindelwald never stopped loving Dumbledore, and during their final duel, he actually had an opportunity to kill him, but couldn’t gather the will. Dumbledore used that moment to win.

That during Snape’s death, those tears with the memories, were also a sacrifice. Those tears were the memories themselves. So, when he died and went to the afterlife … he didn’t remember the person most featured in those memories, the one they focused on. In death, he never remembered Lily.

After the battle of hogwarts, Dennis Creevey becomes a photographer …. which was what his brother, Colin, had wanted to become when he grew up.

That Sirius willingly fell into the veil, which only kills if you completely were thrown into it. What happened was that half of his body went to the other side, and he was immediately assaulted by whispers of his dead loved ones, especially lily and James. He died with a smile, as he jumped in to his next great adventure.

That for the first fifteen years of his life, what Tom Riddle saw in the Mirror of Erised was himself with his parents in a rich household, in a loving family. All he wanted was to be loved. All that changed when he made his first horcrux.

That Dumbledore’s boggart was himself. And, that it really was him who killed Ariana, something he found out in the afterlife.

When Ron was a little boy he overheard his aunt Muriel talking to her friend that how amazing Ron's elder brothers were. But she called Ron ‘Molly's failed attempt for a girl’. She also said that Ron was worthless and he was no one compared to his elder brothers. Ron had developed insecurities about not being good enough from that overheard conversation.

When Ron left in DH Hermione wrote a letter. Conveying EVERYTHING she felt for him. She was almost certain that she would never see him again. She would never be able to tell him how she felt for him. She kept that letter in her beaded bag. Years later Ron found out that letter. And he cried.

Once during an auror mission Ron was injured badly. He almost died. Hermione didn't leave his side for once. When he was slightly better, Hermione told him that she was pregnant. That was when Ron had decided to quit his job.

When Ron and Hermione were staying at the shell cottage Hermione had a long conversation with Fleur. Hermione told her that there was a huge chance that she wouldn't survive the battle of Hogwarts. She was a muggleborn afterall. So if something happened she wanted Ron to move on with his life. She wanted Fleur to promise her that she would help Ron to move on with his life.

When the flashing green light came rushing at James Potter's way he didn't see death, but was reminded of two pairs of vibrant green eyes staring lovingly at him.

Death works differently in the HPU. Once you die, you have the choice to stay in limbo for as long as you want, or to take the train. You could also become a ghost. However, along with that there’s also the choice of becoming a creature which is the embodiment of death - a thestral. This is why Luna has a favourite Thestral, and why there’s a huge influx of them in the forbidden forest after the battle of hogwarts.

Neville kept visiting his parents. With every milestone that he hit — graduating Hogwarts, marrying Hannah Abbott, being hired as a professor — he made it a tradition to see them. It was not until he visited with a baby girl in his arms, Alice Francesca Longbottom, that he saw a flash of recognition in his mother’s eyes.

The day Harry was born, all the marauders found themselves in St. Mungo’s. Hours later, Remus awoke in his chair just in time to see a black-haired man with a crooked nose regarding the new-born. With a last glance upon Lily he left, seemingly unseen.

As a child Teddy had a huge crush on his Aunt Hermione, and he would often give her flowers and ask her if they could get married someday. Once he grew up, he was commonly teased about his childhood crush on his aunt (not sad)

During the first few years that Severus was teaching at Hogwarts, all of the other teachers were very uncertain of him. They all thought that Dumbledore was mad for hiring him, as they all knew of his reputation as a Death Eater. But eventually he struck up a very playful rivalry with Minerva. They would sit together at Quidditch matches and pass snarky comments back and forth, both of them snorting in amusement. It also wasn’t uncommon to find them sat together in the evenings, having a cup of tea or a glass of firewhiskey. By the time Harry Potter came to Hogwarts, Minerva believed in him almost as much as Dumbledore did. (He often urged Severus to tell her the real reason he defected from the Death Eaters, but Severus always refused.) His hatred of the young Gryffindor was often a point of contention between the two unlikely friends, but their friendship remained strong. It withstood Voldemort’s return and the reformation of the Order of the Phoenix. But in the aftermath of the Battle of the Astronomy Tower and Dumbledore’s death, Minerva was completely shocked and outraged. She couldn’t believe she’d ever befriended him at all and swore she’d never forgive herself for trusting him. During the last year the two taught together she avoided him at all costs, talking to him only when it was absolutely necessary, and when she had to she did so rather stiffly. After the Battle of Hogwarts ended and he was dead, however, she learned the truth about his actions from Harry, who told her about his tragic tale. She cried on and off for days. And the first time she came face to face with his portrait she completely broke down.

Had Fred not died, the twins would have had an overly casual double wedding [and would probably switch places to mess with their brides]

When Remus woke up in Harry’s compartment in POA, he saw Harry giving him the same comforting and concerned look as James. For a moment he thought he was seeing James again. Then in sunk in that his dear friend was dead and it was James’ son.

Teddy saw Sirius’ picture once. He didn’t know who he was, so he changed himself to look like him. It was only when he grew up that he understood why Harry started crying when he saw him.

Once Professor McGonagall was made headmistress, she let Hagrid become a student. Harry saw Hagrid’s Patronus for the first time in his life three years after the war. It was Hedwig.

When Petunia and Lily were little, they would read Alice in Wonderland. Petunia would read Dudley the book, fully knowing he didn’t like it. She was reading it for Harry, who was listening from inside his cupboard. Petunia believed she owed this to Lily.

When Harry was a baby, he didn’t know his own name. Each of the marauders gave him a nickname. (James called him troublemaker.) When he lived with the Dursleys, and they called him a “troublemaker”, toddler Harry would get excited thinking that his dad was going to take him away from these horrible people.

During the Battle of Hogwarts, Nearly-Headless Nick’s head finally came off. Hence, he had to join the Headless Hunt. Thus, Gryffindor needed a new applicant. The new house ghost was a 17-year-old redheaded man and a large group of 12 students were excited to meet their beloved uncle.

When Teddy Lupin was a baby, his color turned into the person he wanted to hold him. Occasionally, it was Harry or Ginny or any other Weasley. But one day it turned pink and he could do nothing about it.

The Marauders used to take turns babysitting Harry, and it became a tradition to pass the baby and say, “You’re it. Good luck.” And the last thing Sirius saw as he fell through the veil was Remus holding Harry, and the last thought that went though his head was, “You’re it. Good luck.”

After Fred’s funeral, George does not return to the Burrow until about a year later. He refuses to go upstairs where his and Fred’s old room is and barely says a word. His hair is some wild outrageous color, cropped short and crooked, and Mrs. Weasley goes into a fit. She loudly asks why he would do that to himself, and is not prepared when he says, “I kept seeing him in the mirror.”

It’s the year after the Battle of Hogwarts. The school is still being repaired and the class size has dwindled down to pitiful numbers. And the Thestrals are so excited about the newfound attention they’d been getting.

Dobby wrote a will in which he sent Harry over 200 pairs of socks, Ron a pair of trainers, and a misshapen hat for Hermione.

No matter what he was doing or who he was with, Harry would always stop and pet any stray dog that he came across. If he could, he would give them any food he had. Eventually he became known as the man with the treats. Not Harry Potter or the Chosen One; just the quiet man with dogbones. When dogs would bound up to him, throwing their paws onto his chest and barking with glee at his arrival, he was reminded irresistibly of Sirius.

At Colin’s funeral, Harry didn’t say a word. He had been to so many funerals recently that pleasantries felt like a waste of breath, and how terrible would it be for him to waste his breath when he was so lucky to have it? He stood silent and watching, and as the last of the attendees left, Harry placed a tiny picture on Colin’s grave, taken by the late boy himself. It was the only autograph Harry Potter would ever give.

On May 2nd, 1998, Hogwarts held a moment of silence for the fallen. Not a single portrait stirred, not a single stair shifted. Even Peeves ducked into a corner and went silent. Then, when the silence ended, millions of different colored sparks took off into the sky.

Tonks is easily excitable and loved entertaining Hermione and Ginny with her Metamorphosis abilities. One day, she found a picture of Harry in Sirius’ room to turn herself into, and ran downstairs to show Remus and Sirius. And it wasn’t until Tonks watched their hearts break that she realized Harry’s eyes were the wrong color.

Harry kept each and every one of the sweaters that Mrs. Weasley had knitted him. One day while cleaning, she saw them folded with so much care in his drawer. She turned to see Harry wearing his newest Christmas Sweater proudly, like it was the greatest honor he could have been given, and she burst into tears.

One day, Harry accidentally calls Mrs. Weasley “Mum” instead of Molly. His face goes bright red, fumbling with apologies, and she (once again) burst into tears.

The first thing Draco Malfoy did after the war was Apparate into Muggle London and march straight into a tattoo parlor. He emerges, his face still bloody and burned, with an arm void of a black skull. Instead, he looks down at the skin covered in flowers and the skull changed into a silhouette of the castle, and smiles for the first time in two years.

George pulls Harry aside:

(“Harry, you’ve died, haven’t you?”

Harry looked up at George and regarded him, careful not to let any incredulousness show in his eyes — he knew all too well of the torment George must be feeling, of the weight in what he was visibly preparing himself to say.

“I have,” said Harry carefully.

George dipped his head; as he did, Harry caught something in his eyes that pained him so deeply, he was grateful George had tried to hide it from him.

“Does it...” George spoke to his shoes, and his voice sounded much older than Harry remembered. “Did... Did dying hurt, Harry? D’you think… that Freddie was in pain when...”

But George did not need to specify. Like he had been smacked right across the face with the words left unspoken, Harry knew, and it was a long time before he answered.

“It didn’t hurt,” said Harry resolutely, like he was deciding it right then and there.“It didn’t?”

“Quicker and easier than falling asleep.”)

When Remus Lupin took the Map from Harry, he sat there for hours, opening and reopening it wrong on purpose just to see the clever insults sprout on the paper. It was almost like his friends, alive and well, were talking to him for the first time in 12 years.

The day Molly Weasley dies, the first thing she sees is a girl with red hair sprinting toward her. She panics, thinking it might be Ginny, but she sees startling green eyes and knows who it is immediately. Lily Potter pulls Mrs. Weasley into a hug and in a choked voice, whispers, “Thank you.”

Harry memorized every name of the 50 Fallen after the war ends. The day he dies, old and surrounded by his children, he repeats their names in his head like a mantra and begs for their forgiveness.

Eleven years later, at Hogwarts, students fill a corridor filled with portraits of those who died in the Battle of Hogwarts. They look for Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and other famous faces, but there’s a blue-haired first year in their midst, trying desperately to remember what his parents had looked like.

James Potter lost both of his parents at once. The news was delivered to him by Professor McGonagall with Sirius by his side, but James was in denial. He kept insisting that she was lying, and it wasn’t until Sirius broke down into tears that James knew, and it broke him.

Crookshanks was the Potters family cat mentioned in sirius' letter and escaped godrics hollow after Halloween and managed to find the magical menagerie. He found hermione and stayed with her because harry was only allowed hedwig and Ron already had scabbers. This is why he was especially angry towards Ron, due to smelling his masters betrayer on him, and didn't run away from sirius’ grim form.

Hedwig was a guardian angel. Hedwig is smarter than most owls and other animals in the magical world, often appearing to harry when he needs to write a letter. Female snow owls like hedwig are mostly white but they have grey marks and spots on their back wings, hedwig is portrayed as a white male snowy owl. White as an angelic being perhaps Perhaps? Perhaps hedwig was sent by his parents as a guard and friend to him, its why hedwig didn't want anyone else adopting her.

Dementors come from the death eater who were thrown into the Veil. Ever wonder why the veil of death is barley used? After the souls escape to the after life the bodies of those who enter become husks of their former selves, hungry for souls. Unmasked before thrown in with only the cloaks on their backs.

Four years after the Battle of Hogwarts, Molly Weasley was busy preparing food for Ron’s birthday. She mistakenly barked to George, “Get that chicken out of the oven, Fred!” George silently whispered, “Honestly, woman, you call yourself our mother?”

JK Rowling has revealed that Lily Potter was pregnant was her second child when she was killed. Even worse, she had convinced James to make Snape the godfather of the child.

At Luna’s wedding, the whole of the front seats were reserved. Harry went up to her at the end of service and asked, “Luna, who’s sitting there?” Luna smiled her usual smile and said, “Right. They did sit here in a spiritual way I suppose.” She pointed the seats one by one, “Right, that’s for my mother, those are for your parents, that one is for Sirius, that one is for Professor Lupin, that one is for Tonks, then Mad-Eye, then Fred Weasley, then Professor Dumbledore, and then Professor Snape. Right then, bye!” Harry had never felt so touched before.

The reason Bellatrix was so wretchedly insane and slavishly devoted to Voldemort was that she lived for the promise that one day, if she did enough, someone might say “I love you” back. I know that she doesn’t deserve this but for love… wow Bellatrix.

When Harry and Ginny went to search for a house to live in they found an apparently perfect house, Ginny loves it, but Harry rejects with a clear excuse about it being too big for them. Ginny doesn’t notice Harry’s fixed look on the Cupboard under the stairs.

Before the Horcrux hunt, Ron and Hermione decided, that if either of them had to choose between saving each other's lives or Harry’s, they had to choose Harry for the sake of the world. No matter how painful it would be for them to let go of each other.

Sirius and Remus saved memories for Harry. Remus left them for Harry in his will, when Harry got a hold of them he got to see a part of James he never got to see in Snape's memory.

After the battle of Hogwarts, Neville went to visit his parents to tell them about it. After he finished, his mother, who normally spoke nonsense, smiled and said one word: “Proud”

On November 3rd 1981, Sirius Black sat alone in a cell in Azkaban softly singing: “Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me, happy birthday dear Sirius...” whilst tears streamed down his face, wishing he could go back in time.

Mr. and Mrs. Potter, James and Sirius were out in public together one sunny afternoon. The elderly couple was talking to someone with that someone asking, “Oh, are these your sons?” Sirius turned beet red and becoming utterly flustered. Mr. Potter simply smiled and says, “Yes, they are.” With Mrs. Potter nodding proudly in agreement. Never once did they think to reply in any other way.

Harry as a preschooler drew two blond blots and a big black blot with a little black one standing a bit further away beside them with “My Family” scratched over the top and presented it to Uncle Vernon who ripped it apart and threw it away right in front of him.

When Harry and Ginny were married they moved to a house in Godric’s Hollow. After Lily was born and got older, she would visit her grandmother and namesake's grave everyday and leave lilies.

Harry Potter died at the ripe age of 101 surrounded by his loved ones, when he opened his eyes again he returned to the place he parted from his old mentor many years ago, but it wasn't Albus Dumbledore who greeted him at the station this time around. Standing a few feet away from him where a young couple patiently waiting for the son they were ripped away from so long ago to take him home and Harry Potter, the boy who lived, went gladly.

After the war, Minerva McGonagall went into a spiral of depression. It was brought on by watching so many students grow and die before her eyes.

At Ginny’s wedding she danced with George twice so it would feel like she was dancing with Fred.

After the second Wizarding War, everyone who died was given a chocolate frog card. When Teddy Lupin was on the train going to his first year of Hogwarts, he got the cards that had his parents on them, and it was like they were sending him off themselves.

These made me cry when I read them, I just can't :(

[lippskinn]

Any thoughts about remus lupin?

U r loved btw 💙

Hey Anon! 

Aww, how do I deserve this?! This ask made me super happy 😊 Please feel free to always come back and chat/discuss/rant about HP! 

Remus is one of my favorite characters and I have sooo many headcanons. So here’s how I read him... *I'm sorry if this is very long and incoherent*

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With Remus it always struck me just how embarrassed he seems of his condition. He hid it when he was a child, inventing all sorts of excuses why he was absent a few days of the month and continued to hide it when he was an adult. When he’s older he blames society for the shame he feels, but as a child unless he experience rejection from other kids before, I believe this is learned behavior or something he’s been taught by his parents. 

I headcanon that his father was the biggest factor for Remus’ shame. I feel Lyall loved his son, but was probably embarrassed of the fact that his child was a werewolf and/or that he often had cuts and bruises he felt the need to excuse in front of others. And I think that his father’s shame subconsciously transferred onto Remus. 

After Hogwarts, Remus moved out of his parents’ home knowing that it would be harder to support himself than for any of his friends. I headcanon he just wanted to be away to not feel like a burden to his family anymore. Not only does he leave his parents, but he’s also away from his friends, who always supported him. Left without any support system, Remus became volatile and his disease became his best friend. 

In these moments he’s a danger to himself. He just sees himself as unlovable, unwanted, a monster. I headcanon he never leads a steady life. Unsteady homes, unsteady relationships, unsteady mind. He just goes from “Life is good and I like human relationships” to “I need to cut all ties and deserve to live in solitude forever” from one day to the next. And then he can literally just “vanish”. 

I think he always tries to not let people close enough to actually care about them because if he does care, he desperately wants to be liked by them. This shows in his relationship with Tonks. She’s the first one he actually let close enough to care and it’s all good until Tonks hints at a committed relationship. 

Remus unambiguously told her in HBP that he doesn’t want to a relationship (his arguments aside) and he probably told her before but in that moment while everyone was watching and encouraging him, he didn’t want to be the bad man and upset her in front of all those people.

He could have talked to her once they were alone, but instead they just seemed to follow through and he went on to marry her shortly after. He has trouble doing the right thing when it's uncomfortable to do so. Funnily, he's very aware of that because he said that he didn't hold back James and Sirius as much as he should have.

I think he desperately wants to be the good guy and show the world that despite the disease he deserves some humanity. But he feels this pressure to appear "functioning" all the time like there is nothing wrong with him in order to be a valid member of society.

I'm absolutely unhappy about the allegory of lycanthropy and stigmatized diseases like HIV because it creates this predator parallel. Actually, I always thought lycanthropy works kind of like rabies, s.t. it is a magical virus that spreats only through bites and breaks out in flare ups, i.e. every fullmoon and it programs the brain of the host to bite as many people as possible in order to propagate.

So it's important to separate the person from the disease because when he's not turned Remus is literally a normal person. Then again when he's turned he IS dangerous and should be kept in a safe place.

I think Remus carries a lot of responsibility to always ensure he takes his medicine and/or is save during the fullmoon. But I'm not sure if this can always be expected from him. Because people do forget and maybe lycanthropy comes with a certain "phobia" of medicines or a reckless behavioral pattern towards fullmoon. And I think that if you let him around other people during the fullmoon you also have to double check if all precautions are in place.

The werewolf incident during POA shows that pretty clearly. Why does no one check he took the potion and why does nobody check he's locked up in his office?

Anyway, I think the incident shook Remus and I think he would have resigned even if Snape hadn't spilled his secret. But it's wrong to blame the incident solely on him.

I headcanon that Remus developed an alcohol problem to cope with his transformations because he doesn't have access to medication outside of Hogwarts and uses it to drown any pain and kind of "shoot the lights out" before he transforms.

I think this combination makes him absolutely impossible to handle at times because it combines the worst of the diseases.

The scene where he attacks Harry at Grimmauld Place scared me. And I think Remus knows he has this lethal anger in him which is where the lines between man and werewolf blur in his mind and he cannot distinguish between himself and his disease.

Remadora and Wolfstar are a whole chapter of its own and I think that it's interesting to explore Remus through others.

[iliveiloveiwrite]

make up lies and say goodbyes and meet me at the door // J.P. (celebration fic)

Request: James, secret relationship, angst 13, fluff 8. The burrow? Idk u can pick. But please let it have a happy ending 🥺. I’m fragile 😂 - @leahstypewriter

Angst 13: “All I wanted was a happy ending.”

Fluff 8: “Marry me?”

A/N: Title is from Emily Kinney - Married (I also use a lyric in this). I think I need to google the definition of ‘blurb’ because I keep writing fics and they just get longer and longer! This is my first time writing for James with anything longer than a headcanon so I’m not wholly confident on this piece - however, I hope you enjoy!

Pairing: James Potter x Fem!Reader

Warnings: none - FLUFF, FLUFF, FLUFF.

Word count: 1.8k

Spring time at the Burrow is a sight that one cannot experience simply on their first visit. It takes a few visits to the home of the Weasley family for it to truly settle in that the home is a home. The christening of the entire Weasley brood was something to witness that once could only witness once; Molly Weasley controlling her children with an expert hand as they all lined up in the church. It was a lovely ceremony to see.

James sat by your side through it all; so close you could feel the warmth radiating from his body. All through the service, you had to restrain yourself from straddling the man in a place of worship. It wouldn’t be good for the vicar, and it wouldn’t good for the fact that you hadn’t gone public yet.

Returning to the Burrow, a marquee had been put up for party-goers. Following the rest of the guests, you find the long dark hair marking Sirius, and make a note of which table he sits down at. You make your way to the buffet table; grabbing a plate and whatever food you can. You only feel more ravenous at the sight of it; barely having time this morning to eat as with each attempt to leave the bed, James only pulled you back down.

You don’t have to see James to know that it’s him standing next to you. The charged atmosphere between the two of you is what alerts you to his presence.

A slight brush of his fingers against yours as he reaches for a plate of food. A slight brush of his fingers and it’s enough for you to crave all of his attention. He quirks his eyebrow at your obvious intake of breath; he knows what he does to you and he enjoys winding you up the best he can.

You take a seat next to Sirius; ignoring the way James sends a pointed look in your direction. Sirius immediately draws you into conversation with him and Remus, laughing over the rim of his drink. Sirius takes it upon himself to point out the members of the Weasley family stemming from the House of Black – he points towards Arthur’s mother, Cedrella and introduces her as his great-aunt somewhere along the lines of three or four times removed. You snort at Sirius’ lack of accuracy to which he points out that for the last few years, he had been living with James until he got his own place.

Shaking your head, you turn away from Sirius, careful not to catch eyes with James for the fear of not being able to control yourself once again. Your eyes dance around the marquee; happy to have been invited to such an event – an added extra by Sirius who didn’t want to face the extended and disowned side of his family alone.

Your eyes continue to travel around the marquee; taking in the decorations lovingly made by the Weasley children as well as the children themselves. The five young boys seemed to be running amok – their laughter filling the air as they race each around the tent. You can’t help but smile at the sight; each boy looking so happy.

It wasn’t something you realised you yearned for. A family. But watching Molly chase after her children with the largest smile on her face; watching Arthur lift young George onto his shoulders, you realise that you yearned for it all.

The wedding, the house, the family. Everything. You longed for it all to be with James; you felt silly for wanting this so early in your relationship, but just by being in his very presence it was hard not to want to spend an eternity with him.

All day it had been hard to find a moment for yourselves even when the party had moved from the marquee to the house; wanting nothing more than to spend a few minutes alone with James, but each time you got close, you were pulled in another direction by a child or by one of Sirius’ relatives to meet another aunt or uncle.

It was draining.

Keeping your relationship secret was a mutual decision; especially in the early months – the relationship was barely three months old; you were still in the process of getting to know one another romantically and work out how well you clicked together. The long friendship beforehand definitely helped, but keeping James to yourself was something you needed to do.

The atmosphere in the house becomes stifling the more you think about your relationship. You stand from your seat, sending a small smile in James’ direction when he looks over to you with a puzzled expression on his face. Your smile does nothing to calm the concern he feels as he watches you walk out the door, wondering what caused this change.

The evening air is warm when you step outside to catch your breath. Sitting down on one of the many benches, you take in gulps of the fresh air.

“Love?” James’ voice sounds. He takes a tentative seat next to you on the bench, carefully placing his hand between the two of you – knowing he cannot reach out to take you in his arms but wanting you to know that he would if he could.

“I’ve never seen somewhere so beautiful,” You murmur absentmindedly; eyes pouring over the horizon of the slowly setting sun.

James hums in agreement, “It is lovely here.”

You don’t reply. You aren’t entirely sure what else to say to him; instead, you keep your focus on the horizon – the sun setting, the bright and sweet smelling flowers, the beginnings of a vegetable patch. It’s a little slice of heaven, you realise.

“Do you want to talk about earlier?” James prompts. Keeping your secret from everyone was not the endgame, but the both of you simply desired some time to yourselves – to learn each other, to get used to each other, to selfishly love each other before letting other people interfere.

“All I wanted was a happy ending, James. I’m finding hard to keep us a secret when I’m so desperate for a happy ending.”

He grips your hands with such ferocity you’re worried he’ll break the bones, “Then let’s have a happy ending.”

“What do you mean?”

“Marry me?”

The breath leaves your body in one huff, “What?”

“Marry me.”

“James, I can’t believe this is happening. It’s only been a few months.”

“And? I’m certain of this and I’m certain of you. Would you marry me and always be mine?”

You bite your lip; thinking of every outcome that could fall from your marrying James. There could be no denying your feelings for the man; they were something you had felt for over a year until he asked you out to dinner. The yearning you felt earlier was back; churning in your gut as begin to think of a future with James as your husband through sickness and health, till death do you part. 

You smile widely at James, “Let’s make our excuses and go.”

“Why?”

“I want to marry you James Potter, and I want to marry you now.”

James’ eyes glisten with unshed tears at your words, and he rushes off to find the lads and the Weasley’s to thank them for the offer of staying, but you both really must rush off as you have an early start at work, and he has an early morning meeting that he cannot miss.

Sirius furrows his brows at James’ words but doesn’t say anything. Instead, he turns to you with nothing but curiosity burning in his gaze. You smile softly at the man who had become something akin to a brother through your time with the marauders; through your time with James.

“Do you want us to set up a floo?” Molly asks kindly, bouncing a half asleep Fred on her lap.

You shake your head, “We’ll apparate back, we don’t mind. It saves on powder then.”

Molly nods; smiling at the two of you.

You say your goodbyes to the rest of the Marauders; they comment that they’ll see you tomorrow. You hold out your hand to James; he takes it and in less than a second, you’ve left the Burrow.

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James runs down the steps of the town hall; puffing slightly from how many there are, “It’s closed. We have to come back tomorrow for a license.”

“I get that, but why do you look so sad?”

James laughs, tugging you to him, “I really wanted to marry you tonight.”

Your thumb rubs across his cheek, “We still can, love.”

“How?”

“Well are the two of us present? We can do the official paperwork and aisle walking another day, but we can always say our vows to one another right now.”

“Right now?”

“Right now,” You confirm, “What do you think? Do you still want to marry me?”

“There’s nothing I want more.”

Underneath the now twinkling stars, vows are whispered, and make-do rings are created from some twine found in James’ pocket. Underneath the night sky, you pull him for your first kiss as husband and wife – the both of you making it difficult from the smiles on your faces.

It isn’t official – far from it. There are no witnesses; no minister. Only you, James, and the stars. But it’s perfect.

“When do we tell the lads? When do we tell our parents?”

“We’ll call them with our news in the morning, but for now…” You trail off with a sly smile.

“For now?”

“You’re all mine.”

-----

You wake up in James’ arms to the sound of crashing in your kitchen and the tell-tale swearing of Sirius Black. “James,” You groan, “Your friends are in the kitchen.”

James yawns, “I know. They woke me too.”

You sigh, opening your eyes, “Do we go down together?”

He nods, “Why not? They’re going to find out anyway.”

You stretch, “I like the sound of that.”

James smiles sleepily, “You know what I like the sound of?”

“What?”

“Kissing my wife good morning.”

You laugh; happily obliging the wish of your husband.

Yawning, you follow James downstairs where you meet Remus, Sirius and Peter clattering about in the kitchen, making a racket as they try to make some breakfast. They each call out their own greeting; their eyes not missing the way you came downstairs together.

“Where did you two rush off to last night?” Sirius asks; a smirk on his face.

“We got married,” James states clearly; leaving no room for any misunderstanding.

Remus chokes on his drink; Sirius drops his mug of tea; Peter silently moves the frying pan off the hob to save the food from burning.

“You did what?” Sirius all but yells.

James reaches for your hand, “We didn’t get married, married. But we will be doing today.”

Sirius remains speechless; eyes flitting between you, James and your joined hands, “When did you get together?”

You look at James, “Almost three months ago.”

“And you didn’t tell us then?”

You shrug, “We wanted to keep it to ourselves for a while.”

Remus nods, “ I get that, but getting married so soon? Are you sure?”

The both of you nod; only looking at each other, “We’re sure.”

Sirius claps his hands together, calling the room’s attention to him, “Then we better get ready.”

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[asiriuscrushonmoonyx]

Hi, Could you write a lil something or have Headcanons about Jegulus and how Sirius reacts to them?

I don’t usually write Jegulus, so I hope this is alright! 

Warning: slightly nff, swearing

“Crap,” Sirius said, slamming his Transfiguration book shut on the desk.  Remus sighed and looked up from his own book.

“Let me guess,” Remus said.  “You’ve suddenly come up with a reason why you can’t do your homework… again?”

“It’s 8:30,” Sirius said quickly.  “On 7th April.”

“And?”

“Peter’s birthday,” Sirius said, glancing around quickly to make sure Peter wasn’t in sight.  “Tomorrow.”

“Oh- OH,” Remus said, eyes widening.  “Oh Merlin, how did we forget?!”

“We need to sneak into Hogsmeade and get him something.”

“At this time of night?” Remus said, closing his own book. “Not a chance.”

“When I say ‘get him something’ I mean ‘steal him something’.”

“Sirius, no.”

“Yes.”

Remus sighed, knowing there wasn’t any point in arguing – when Sirius had this glint in his eyes, nothing could change his mind.

“Well,” Remus said, popping his book into his bag.  “I guess we better get the cloak.  And we’d better be quick about it before Peter realises we’ve disappeared.”

..

“I can’t find the cloak anywhere,” Sirius said, dropping James’s mattress back onto his bed.  “James must have it on him right now.”

“Where’s Peter, anyway?”

“I think he’s in detention for that dung bomb,” Sirius said. “We have time.”

Remus nodded.  “Okay great, I’ll grab the map and check if James is still raiding the kitchens and we’ll get the cloak off him.”

..

Remus and Sirius glanced down at the Marauder’s Map, scanning for James’s name near the kitchens.  He’d left an hour ago stating he was planning on getting food for a midnight feast, but he had been gone a suspiciously long time.  

“Where the hell is he?”

“I dunno,” Remus said, opening the map up so that they could see more of the Hogwarts grounds.  It took a good few minutes, but finally he spotted the name ‘James Potter’ in what seemed to be a broom cupboard.  He pointed at James’s name, getting Sirius’s attention.  Suddenly James’s name changed into the name ‘Regulus Black’ and then it was back to ‘James Potter’ again.

“Why did it say my brother’s name?” Sirius asked.

“That’s really weird,” Remus said.  They watched and it happened again.  “They… uh… must be standing near each other so the map can’t decide which name to show?”

“Why the hell is James hanging out with that little git?”

“Let’s go and find out,” Remus said, folding the map and putting it into his robes pocket.  “We need to hurry if we’re going to get something for Peter’s birthday before he gets back from detention.”

..

The entire way down to the broom cupboard they’d seen on the map, Sirius had been speculating why they were hanging out together.  Drugs, black magic, planning a surprise party for Sirius’s birthday – Remus had to remind him that his birthday wasn’t for another six months – but Sirius had come up with every possible reason for James and Regulus to be hanging out apart from the actual reason…

When they arrived at the door of the broom cupboard, Remus raised his hand to knock on the door politely, but before he could even touch the door, Sirius had already shoved the door open.

The door wouldn’t open fully – someone was standing right behind it, stopping it from opening.  Sirius heard swearing from behind the door and hurried movement, and then frantic whispers, while the person behind the door was pushing the door back hard, trying to close it again.

“Open the door,” Sirius yelled through the door.

He pressed his ear to the door and heard the hushed words, “it’s Sirius!” and “fuck” and “hide somewhere” and “where am I gonna hide, it’s a broom cupboard!?” and “here, take this” before James loudly cleared his throat and said “Sirius! Hey!”

Suddenly the door opened, and James stood alone in the empty broom cupboard grinning guiltily from ear to ear.  “What’re you doing here?”

Sirius peered around behind James and folded his arms. “I could ask you the same.”

“We need the cloak,” Remus said impatiently, rolling his eyes at Sirius’s dramatics.  “It’s urgent. We forgot Peter’s birthday is tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow?” James said.  “Oh.  Wow. We really fucked up.  Huh, sorry guys, but I… er… I don’t have the cloak on me at the moment.  Actually I lost it.”

“You lost it?” Remus said in disbelief.  “And you waited till now to tell us?”

“He didn’t lose it, Remus,” Sirius said, not buying his bullshit.  “It’s right here in this tiny cramped little broom cupboard, isn’t it, James?”

“Are you okay, mate?” James asked Sirius, laughing nervously.  “If I had it I’d be going with you guys to buy Pete’s presents.”

“Are you okay?” Sirius asked.  “Hanging out in a broom cupboard “alone”?”

“I thought I left my wand in here earlier after Quidditch practice,” James shrugged.

“Hm,” Sirius said, stepping into the cupboard.  He could almost feel James tense next to him. Remus was sighing again.  “It’s really dusty in here, really dusty. Did you know my little baby brother is allergic to dust?  It makes him sneeze.”

“Okay?”

Sirius grabbed a nearby broom and starting wiping dust across the stony floor, making little dusty clouds.  

“What are you doing?” James said, trying to grab the broom off Sirius.

“It’s dusty in here,” Sirius said.  “I already said that – just thought it could use a clean.”

“Give that to me.”

“Why?”

“Just give it!”

A quiet sneeze broke up the argument and Sirius looked gleeful.  “AHA!” he said, “knew it!”

Suddenly, James let out the fakest-sounding sneeze Sirius had ever heard.  “Maybe I’m allergic to dust too?”

“Oh shut up, I know he’s in here.  Reggie, you can come out!”

“Are you stupid? Why would he be in here?”

Sirius rolled his eyes and started feeling around the room. He was nearing the far corner of the cupboard when suddenly Regulus’s head appeared out of thin air.

“Sorry,” Regulus said to James, “he was about to find me anyway.”

Sirius glanced back at James to see him giving Reg an irritated look.

They started bickering about getting caught and Sirius couldn’t really concentrate because all he could see was Reg’s angry head seemingly hanging in mid-air, bodiless.  He grabbed the invisibility cloak off Reg quickly.

“Mind telling me what the hell is going on?” he said, glancing first at James and then at Reg, and almost throwing the cloak back at him because his little brother was practically naked.

Regulus grabbed the cloak and covered himself, his cheeks turning pink.  

“Please tell me what’s going on.  Someone explain before I come to the wrong conclusion…”

“Tell him,” Regulus said to James.

Remus was now peering into the broom cupboard too, too interested in what was going on to think about how they were so late getting Peter’s gift.

James sighed and ran a hand through his messy hair.  “Prefect Duties.”

“Pre- prefect duties?” Sirius almost laughed.  “You aren’t even a prefect!”

Remus cleared his throat.  “Yeah, and I am.  And we don’t have any prefect duties tonight.”

James cast Remus an annoyed look. “I’m the head boy, so sometimes Dumbledore asks me to patrol and sometimes I take some prefects with me.”

“So you took my naked brother on duty with you?”

“Yes.  I mean, no. I mean… er… Reg?”

Regulus was now only a head again.  “I fell in the black lake and had to change??”

“You fell in the black lake?”

“Yep. James was just about to get me some dry clothes.”

“How come your hair isn’t wet?”

James folded his arms. “What is this? Some kind of interrogation?”

Sirius was about to say something back, but Remus stepped further into the room.  “Look, we really need to get going if we’re gonna get Peter’s present, so James, please just admit you were hooking up with Sirius’s brother and then we can get on our way.”

“HOOKING UP?” Sirius practically yelled.

“Thanks, Remus,” James said.  “Hey, Sirius, listen… what Remus said… it’s not tr-”

“-It’s true,” Regulus cut in.  “James and I are together.  A couple.  Dating. Close your mouth, you look like a dementor.”

“What Regulus means is-”

“-No, James.  No point hiding it anymore.  We need to stop sneaking around and hooking up in broom cupboards all because we’re scared of how he’ll react.  He just has to deal with it.”

“He has a name,” Sirius said through gritted teeth. “So you two are… nope.  Nope.  I don’t approve.  James, he’s a BABY.  You can’t…. oh god… oh god oh god, is this why he’s naked?”

James looked for once at a loss for words.

“Yes, Sirius, that’s why I’m naked.  I’m not a baby either.  And It’s really none of your business who I date.”

“OH GOD!” Sirius cried, turning to Remus.  “JAMES DEFLOWERED MY BABY BROTHER!”

Remus rolled his eyes and leaned back against the door. “Like Regulus said, it’s none of your business,” he turned to Regulus, “can we have the cloak please?”

“IS NOBODY GOING TO ACKNOWLEDGE THAT JAMES IS DATING MY BROTHER?”

James shrugged his robes off and tossed them over to Regulus, and Regulus quickly shrugged the invisibility cloak off and put James’s robes on.  He threw the invisibility cloak to Remus.

“HELLO??!!”

“Come on, Sirius, let’s go,” Remus said, attempting to drag Sirius away.

“No.  No.  I don’t accept this.”

“Hey, Pads, look on the bright side… we could be brother’s-in-law one day!” James said.  This only made Sirius madder.

“SO NOW YOU’RE PLANNING ON MARRYING HIM?!”

“Ugh, Sirius, grow up,” Regulus said.  “People get into relationships. They don’t need approval from their brother or from their best friend.  If they’re in love, they’re in love.”

“SO NOW YOU’RE IN LOVE?!!?”

“Merlin,” James breathed.  “Yes, Sirius.  Yes, I love him.  Sorry to break it to you.”

“BUT HE’S- HE’S PRACTICALLY A CHILD!”

“He’s literally a year younger than us,” James said.  “You and Remus were his age when I caught you two going doggy-style on McGonagall’s-“

“OKAY OKAY OKAY! ENOUGH!” Remus shouted, face bright red.

“Yeah, enough,” Regulus said quickly, looking disgusted.

“HA!” Sirius said, pointing at Reg’s disgusted face.  “See that face?  That’s exactly how I feel about the thought of the two of you doing Merlin knows what in this tiny little broom cupboard.”

“Okay, so… you’re disgusted by the thought of Reg with someone and he’s disgusted by the thought of you with someone.  Feeling’s mutual.  Get over it,” James said.

“James is right, Sirius,” Remus said, tugging at the sleeve of Sirius’s robes.  “Let them be. It’s not your place to judge.”

Sirius still looked angry and disgusted but he exhaled slowly.  “Fine,” he said.  “But let’s get one thing straight – James, if you hurt Reg I will murder you.  And Reg, if you hurt James I’ll murder you.  And if I ever see you two so much as hold hands I’ll-”

“-Sirius,” Remus hissed.  “They’re in a relationship.  Stop being an idiot.”

“FINE!” Sirius said dramatically.  “If I ever catch you with your tongue down my brother’s throat, you won’t have a tongue!”

James looked as though he was trying not to laugh, but nodded. Regulus was just rolling his eyes. “We can kiss if we want to, we don’t need your permission.”

“Look, you do whatever you need to do but I just don’t wanna see or hear it, okay?” Sirius said uncomfortably.  

“Okay,” James agreed.  “But in that case, I don’t want any more of your elaborate stories about how you and Remus fucked upside down on a broomstick while-“

“OKAY!”

“You told him about that!?” Remus whispered in embarrassment.  Sirius shrugged sheepishly.

“So let’s just all agree that we all accept each other’s relationships but we don’t need to know any more than necessary?” James said. Regulus and Remus both nodded. That just left Sirius, who was still looking irritated.

“Sirius?”

“Fine,” he groaned.

“Good.”

“We need to go, Sirius,” Remus said impatiently.  “Come on.”

Sirius slowly shuffled out the room, glancing back briefly and mumbling so quietly that he could barely be heard, “Even though I hate it, I’m happy for you both”, and continuing down the corridor.  

He stopped a few metres away from the broom cupboard and rushed back.

“HA! CAUGHT IN THE ACT!” he yelled, peering into the room and finding James and Regulus in the exact same spots they’d been moments ago, lips nowhere near each other.  “Oh,” he said awkwardly.  “Just testing you.  Good work.”

James rolled his eyes. “Bye, Sirius.”

“See ya,” Sirius said, leaving them alone.  They could hear Sirius talking about them all the way down the corridor until finally he couldn’t be heard anymore.

James waited a solid two minutes before closing the cupboard door and this time locking it.  He turned to Regulus and smirked.  “Wanna get back down on your knees and finish what you started?”

Regulus snorted, getting dressed.  “Maybe next time.  Sirius is the equivalent of a cold shower.”

“Aw, come on.  We just got started.  I’ll let you do that thing you love…”

Regulus was on his knees in seconds.  “I’m ready.”

James smiled triumphantly.  

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Any chance you could give us some Arabic speaking Remus headcanons? Loved your latest fic ❤️ 📚

OMFG gorgeous sugarplum! I legit only just was reminded of this while scrolling through my inbox right now! But my heart is finna burst!!! Thank you SO SO much and yes I would love to give some Headcanons about this! Especially since the next long story I’m working on includes this dynamic, and I’m so excited about it!! However, common disclaimer that while I am Arab and culturally Muslim even if I don’t practice like the rest of my family lol, I am Palestinian and not Syrian. So with every identity there are different experiences and customs no matter how closely intertwined. So I apologize for any inconsistency   that a Syrian may read and disagree with, and please feel free to correct me<3 <3

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The FIC this HC is from 

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So first off some background on his mum in the story 

I chose the name Vivian based off a friend of a friend who’s uncle married a woman by that name back in Palestine,  so it’s definitely extremely uncommon, but a fully Arab lady was named it, so like it’s my defense bahaha. But it also means lively, and coupled with Hussein as her maiden name which means beautiful, it just fit her personality to a t!! 

She was born into a pretty secular family in Syria in the late 1920s, so there was a lot going on in that time period. But her dad was pretty influential, working in the government and such. Vivian was also the youngest of four girls and three boys so she was pretty spoiled tbh

She attended a boarding school in France through out her adolescence and decided to go to university there too, so she’s fluent in both Arabic and French, with pretty great English as well. Though she wasn’t exactly white passing, even though like a bunch of Syrians/Palestinians/Lebanese folk she was somewhat fair, she had distinctly Arabian features, like the large almond shaped eyes and thick lashes and thicker brows, and a long, largeish nose, accented by full lips. So she experienced a good amount of jeers and discrimination, especially when folks found out her surname. So I think she’s able to relate to Remus in that sense of being a wolf at least, and later on  when he comes out as gay.

It was 1950  when she and a few of her girlfriends went to Wales for holiday after completing university. The second Lyall first spotted her in the woods while she was trying to make it back to the cabin near the Irish Sea with her mates, it was something like love, because duh. She was a fucking knock out!! A babe and a baddy! Literally so far out of his league its ridiculous! But on Vivian’s side,  she was mostly just amused and a bit enamored by this cocksure Welshman who had the most endearing of crooked smiles that their son would inherit a decade later. So obviously she didn’t make it easy on him, but eventually she let him take her out on the last night of her trip, and was pleased to find out that they had the same sort of humor and the same passion for their careers and even the same love for the outdoors too.

 They had a long distance relationship for two years while she went to grad school so she could teach about classics while Lyall himself was rising the ranks in the Ministry for regulation and control of magical creatures— Unbeknownst to her, the Floo network  was very helpful with the distance. Just thank God Lyall himself is a Muggle born because he really had to fake the hell out of it lol.

So just to speed things up they got married on a lovely June evening in  1955,  subsequent to  Vivian excepting a professorial job in Cardiff after Lyall told her about the Wizarding world. At first Vivian thought e was tripping on some subpar edibles until he proved it by transfiguring her snuff box into a lovely broach that she kept for the rest of her life, So after Vivian was convinced, she became  absolutely enthralled by all of the magic so completely. 

They were trying for a few years when she finally became pregnant with Remus in 1959, and they were both so over the moon (pun unintended).

So like I said above, Vivian’s family are pretty secular, so I see her mostly practicing the cultural aspects of Islam. For example, every Friday— which is the equivalent to Sundays being the holy day  for Christians— she lights up the instance that she always keeps herself stocked up on after her annual trip to Syria, instead of the typical candles she ordinarily prefers.  And Remus swears that for the rest of his life whenever he smells it, he’s back to being a baby, puttering around the house and watching her dusting the shelves while humming quietly an Arabic song that’ played out the gramophone  by a man who’s music would soon become regarded as the song of the people. Or Remus would recall being snuggled into her lap while she read him a novel on the windowsill. Or he’d simply remember listening to his parents laughter fluttering in the air while he fell asleep by the fire, subconsciously making the flower buds closest to him bloom with his untapped magic.

Remus’s first clear memory— thanks to the endless pictures— is when he was around four years old, before the attack, and they were staying in Vivian’s home town in Damascus. While the men congregated out doors for cigars and cards and the women in the living room chatting while snacking on watermelon seeds, his older cousins— who were all girls— dragged him off to one of the bedrooms and doted on him because he was the baby of that side of the family. And he remembers walking out in a set of one of their heels and a headscarf wrapped around his head which made his Mama and Tata and Aumties laugh out loud and croon over him, and all his uncles and Sido call him Aumty Remus.

The attack by Greyback happened soon after they returned to Wales, and I’m not gonna touch on it becs I’ not finna depress myself. But it was a January morning after his first transformation and he remembers that when he woke up, he saw the cookies stuffed with dates resting on his bedside with a glass of milk that Lyall had put a cooling charm on. And they’re indulgent treats that Vivian makes for both Eids every year even though they don’t celebrate them in any other way lol. But the cookies always reminds him of family and of feeling safe in his mother’s arms, and they still work to make him feel better even after the worst thing he has ever experienced in his short life.

Remus’s love of poetry came from both sides of his parents, but it was listening to his mother recite the story of Majnun Layla in it’s original Arabic that really made him glow for the art form, and brought him to discovering his favorites like Auden and Neruda. 

There’s a ornate, wooden prayer box that has been past down on the Hussein side of the family for five generations, it was originally  meant to hold a Qran but for the past three it’s simply just been a beautiful piece of decoration. So when Vivian gave it to Remus when he was headed off to Hogwarts, little Remus asked McGonagall to help him with locking  charms so it could become a safe place for him to keep his most cherished of nicknacks ant momentos, so obviously,  she silently added a charm to keep the wood nearly unbreakable and the extension charm atop of that, like Hermione with her bag, so that he could keep as many happy memories as possible inside of it, and she prayed that there would be so many that it threatened to burst. 

The last time Remus opened the box was in 1996, when he was putting away the ring Sirius gifted him as a match to his own in some feeble promise of forever only weeks before James and Lily’s own engagement. 

Once during first year, he and the lads were staying up late, trading stories about how they got their most ridiculous scars— after seeing the one that scraped across Remus’s left shoulder blade— But it got to a point where they were all feeling a bit nippish, so they went down to the kitchens for some of the chocolate pudding that was served during dinner that night. And Remus idly asked the house elves if they could make him a batch of Kinafa because he was getting home sick and missed when he and his Mama would dash over to the city whenever they were feeling antsy, and she’d take him to their favorite hooka bar after buying a round of the dessert— which is basically sweetbread stuffed with cheese— from down the block. And they’d stay sitting beneath the starlight, and talking about her job and his lessons from school while she’d let him try a discrete puff or two and they’d laugh about everything and nothing at all.

The next time they stopped by the kitchens one of the younger house elves presented him with the snack gleefully, and it tasted fine, just not like how they do back home. So Remus smiled warmly at Tipsy, the house elf, and thanked her with real sincerity.

But his face must’ve betrayed him because after easter break, Sirius plops down a fresh batch of them on Remus’s bed before leaping into his own, casually mentioning that he saw how grossed out Remus looked when trying the one the house elves made, and it was from a restaurant close to Grimmauld so it’s not that big of a deal, and then he rushed to cursing at James for stealing his favorite pen and swearing that  if he broke it he’s gonna have hell to pay. Remus had only blushed and chuckled  with a small smile on his face when he cut himself a small piece and finished the half sheet off with the rest of their house later that night during an impromptu party that the Marauders would become infamous for in later years.

It was the summer after second year when all the marauders visited Remus back home in Wales and when they heard Vivian call him Qamar practically every other sentence, which of course lead to endless ribbing and eventually  to his nickname of Moony— even though it’s so fucking obvious and Remus loves and hates it in equal parts. God his friends are so fucking stress inducing!

Remus teaches the other marauders funny Arabic curse words and they use them in class so that they can talk shit about particularly disgusting Slytherins without them being any of the wiser. (Yes I did do this with my friends, and I’d do it again! POW! POW! POW!)

It’s from Vivian that Remus has an affinity for coffee as strong as shit, but also prefers his tea weak— specifically two sugars and a dash of milk. But seriously, if you’ve ever tried Arabian coffee you’d understand, that shit is so fucking strong it’s literally a hate crime LMFAO. But yeah, this habit is definitely a point of contention between him and Sirius— who’s actually so fucking posh no matter how much he wants to be punk, and he stands by only drinking black tea— like Merlin intended— and saying bugger off to any and all coffees. “Leave that shite to the French and Americans.” And Remus would try to keep himself from making eyes at him from across the table, because God Sirius is hot when he’s all fiery  and impassioned, even when it’s about the dumbest, most inconsequential shit.

Something that’s sort of funny is that Remus was the first among them to become a fucking pot head and could drink them all  under the table even though Sirius himself has got two stone and three inches on him. But Remus still refuses to eat ham, purely because he never grew up eating it and doesn’t care too now. Sirius had to specifically ask Euphemia and Monty to make turkey for Christmas dinner their sixth year just because he knew that Remus’s head would probably implode with the decision between being rude and not eating it or forcing himself to gag down the unfamiliar meat.

When Remus is really, really fucking drunk he definitely spends the night only speaking in Arabic! (Don’t look at me I’m trash just because I stole this from my own life lmfao) But yeah, it’s really fucking hilarious and Sirius swears to God he’s so fucking in love with him while listening to Remus ranting in the unfamiliar language. And he’s like positive that half the time he’s actually just cursing Sirius out but he doesn’t even care because it’s SO! DAMN! CUTE!  And sometimes Sirius decides to speak French at a drunk off his arse Moony, who occasionally replies back in a stiff staccato before returning back to the easy Arabic. And it’s just a mess.

Ok so sadness warning

In my head, Vivian loses her fight against breast cancer the July after the Marauders graduate from Hogwarts, and afterwords Remus gets a tattoo of her name in Arabic on his chest, and the word for soul on the nape of his neck. He locks away that battered copy of Magnun Layla in the wooden box she gave him years ago, along with a woolen  scarf that smelt like her perfume.

 It’s Sirius who buys a set of prayer beads to hang off her photo above the mantel in the flat he and Remus share, and when Remus sees it he literally feels like  he might crack open with tears, but opts to kiss Sirius thank you instead, and they stay tangled on the sofa for the rest of the day in quiet contemplation.

One night, in late 1979, while  the war was only getting worse and worse—  Sirius was hit by a cutting curse to the ribs. And it was really fucking bad, but thankfully James got him to his house in time for Lily to help and heal. He slept for the most part for nearly an entire day, but remembers snippets. Like when Remus had sprinted into the room with fear painted all over his soft features, and when James put a cooling cloth to his head. But most distinctly, Sirius recalls Remus gingerly lying besides him and Sirius talking gibberish at his boyfriend while Remus plunged his entire face against his back, eyes wet with tears and body shuttering as he squeezed him softly, saying something quietly in Arabic. Sirius obviously didn’t understand like 99.9% of it, but he did catch the word “Habibi,” which he instantly remembers as an old pet name Vivian use to call Remus with so much love it made her entire countenance sparkle. It’s an endearment  that means beloved, or darling, and it feels like Remus is begging Sirius to stay with him and Sirius’s throat is still raw from the screaming, so he can only  reply by dragging Remus’s hand up to his mouth and kissing his knuckles tenderly. And he knows that whatever he does for the rest of his days, he loves Remus Lupin with every cell in his body.

Oof this got mad depressing…. Chow anyways, I can add a picture of the container you’re suppose to use for the instance if anyone wants that?

Thank you again dear Nonny!!!

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Sorry, this is my first-time-english-long-post and since I'm not the native one or the advanced one, so feel free to correct my grammar error everyone.

I always wanted to make an au like this. My sevie deserves betterafter all:

In the other side of multiverse or parallel universe, Tom never rise to the power and ended up being married to Minerva. Both of them was professors at hogwarts: Minerva as Transfiguration and Tom as DADA. And in the other hand, they also worked in the Ministry as magic children monitor (i don't really what to call this thing, I'm not native one, sorry. Please, feel free to correct me). from here they met Severus who was tortured since childhood. they decided to adopt Severus when Eileen died at the hands of Tobias. Severus was just five at the time.

And from that day forward, instead growing up as the gloomy and snivelling kid, Severus grew up in the midst of a loving family. Tom thought him everything, from the languages of spells (I had headcanon that beside the Latin, there was other languages of spells. Such as hieroglyph, Herbew, arabic, and Sanskrit) to france and the attitude of lords, since the Riddle was aristocracy (another my hc). From Minerva, he learned how to become sarcastic git and the art of duels. And since Tom was so fascinated with dark arts, I think he would taught Severus DA to, and Minerva had no problem—Merlin shake, she could perform the Imperius Curse perfectly.

When he attend to Hogwarts, Tom and Minerva set a bet. Either their child would ended up in Gryffindor or Slytherin—and it turns out he become Gryffindor one. No ones knows but his parents. I mean, when you grow up with the Gryffindor as your parents, inevitably you must have their characteristics.

He met James and Sirius at the Great Hall in the first fest. James asked him bc he saw him greeted Minerva on the stairs earlier that night. And Severus answered simply, "She's my Mother." Before he glance toward Minerva and Tom. Both of them gave him a little smile. From that night, they become short of friend.

When Christmas come he didn't going home because Minerva and Tom had to attend an event in Paris (Tom's job as an aristocracy). And that day he become friend with Sirius after he burned the Walburga's owlers that shouting Sirius with every goddamn swears she knew without thinking twice.

In his second year he became friend with Remus, Lily, and Regulus through their love for potion, charm, and other stuff James and Sirius had no interest with. At first Sirius was so various about his mate befriended with Regulus, a Slytherin. But after Severus gave him a lecture about "What in the Crist name is wrong to have a Slytherin friend, Mr. Black?!"

In the 3rd year he found out that Remus was werewolf. Sirius and James were the first to know about that theory from him. at first they didn't believe it, but after they asked Remus directly and Remus answered with a cry. they believe it.

In the 4th year, Regulus and Lily and three of them simply became Animagi. The fact that Severus was the Minerva's son was the one that make it easier for them.

James as stag, Sirius as grim, Lily was a lioness, Regulus ... I think he would had a horse, and Severus got a doe. They don't know about the thread between soulmate problem and their animagi form at this time.

The fifth year James and lily finally dating, at first Severus was happy for them, but after seeing them kissing on the Quidditch pitch he felt that something was wrong. At first he thought he liked Lily, but he didn't. He liked James — no, he loved him. However, of course he would not tell anyone about this feeling. And finally he buried it until the sixth year.

In the sixth year, after one year going out, James and Lily decided to split up bc they thought it's just teenage love, nothing more. And after three months, James began to feel something different about himself every time he was close to Severus. But he never thought that was love until one day in DADA class, when they learn about Patronus charm, Severus and James "accidentally" has paired Patronus. and with limited memory of Prof. Riddle explanation about Patronus ("Your Patronus is reflection of your soul, so if you meet someone who has the same Patronus as yours and paired with yours, they're your soulmate." Was the line), James immediately lunged at Severus and expressed his feelings in the middle of the class or KISS HIM (He's a Gryffindor, what do you expect?). That of course cost Gryffindor one-third of their house points and left James in detention for a whole month (Tom didn't like his Severus to be touched). But for James, it was worth it.

In their seventh year, James decided to proposed to Severus with Promise Ring of the Potter bc Tom just threatened him with Death Sentence if he dared to propose to him before his Masters Degree. Minerva just shakes her head when he saw his former student and her husband looked as if they wanted to kill each other in the drawing room.

Five years after they graduated from Hogwarts, the two are married and have two children from the surrogate program. Lily was very happy when they both asked her to become a surrogate mother. Both work as Aurors or James as Auror and Severus work as doctors or scientists in the field of potions.

The photo of Severus Potter-Riddle and Lily Evans on the Summer of '78

Taken by his Lover, James Potter

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Protection - Remus Lupin

Pairing: Remus Lupin x Reader

Summary: When you go and visit your husband at work, you discover that something is wrong and you know that you will say or do anything to protect Remus. Everyone lives au

Warnings: fluff, angst

Words: 1473

Disclaimer: This gif doesn’t belong to me!

A/N: I have seen this headcanon before so I decided to play around with it! Hope you guys enjoy and please let me know what you think, and let me know if you would like to be added to my Harry Potter taglist, I love you all! xxx

The early afternoon air was crisp and cool as you took a great breath of it and smiled, it smelt like it was going to rain. You stood by the pumpkin patch and gazed up at the huge castle which was almost blanketed by stormy grey mountains capped with snow. It was home, it felt like home and it always would, no matter how old you got, you would always consider Hogwarts as your home. Hogwarts had been a place where people could be who they wanted to be without secrets or fear and that was what you loved about it.

As you started the ascent up the grassy hill you grinned as you saw James coming down it, when he saw you he lifted his hand up in a wave, “hi Y/N.”

“James, what are you doing here?” you smiled and he grinned back, running a hand through his messy curls.

“First Quidditch match of the season tomorrow and I thought the team could use a pep talk from a Quidditch legend,” he smirked, looking very smug, “and I did want to see my son. I’ve missed him,” he added, “what about you?”

“I just thought I’d stop by and say hi to Remus, I’m missing him a lot and the house is so much quieter when he’s gone. I brought him some lunch,” you held up a lunch box and blushed. You were so happy and proud when your husband had snagged the Defence Against the Dark Arts post but you didn’t realise just how much you would miss him.

James nodded understandingly, “yeah I get it, that’s why Lily didn’t want me to work away. With our second child coming and everything,” he grinned, James and Lily were your very best friends and you were so excited that they had another baby on the way. It had taken years of trying, “definitely come round for dinner tonight though. Sirius is bringing the new girl that he’s seeing.”

You giggled as you rolled your eyes, Sirius had been a serial dater at school and when you had all left he seemed to calm down a little. Only a little though. The girls seemed to last longer but he seemed to still be scared of the commitment and it made you sad, Sirius was a great guy and he deserved someone that he could be happy with. Maybe this new girl could be the one.

“Lucky us eh?” you smiled, “bye James.”

“Bye Y/N, see you tonight,” he chuckled as he gave you a quick hug.

You sighed happily as you walked into the warm castle and began making your way down to Remus’ classroom. You hovered in the doorway for a little while as you watched your beautiful husband; you smiled as he shook a hand through his hair and pushed the glasses up his nose. The glasses were new but they made him look even more gorgeous. However, your smile dropped a moment later when Remus sighed and frowned, you could tell that he had a heartbroken look on his face.

“Sweetheart, are you okay?” you asked as you walked into the empty classroom and approached his desk.

Remus looked up slightly startled but smiled warmly when he saw you and he got up from behind his desk and walked round it to give you a hug and a sweet lingering kiss, “Y/N, this is a nice surprise angel. What are you doing here?” he smiled but you could still see the uneasiness in his gorgeous hazel eyes.

You smiled wanly as you rested your hands on his chest, “I missed you, and I wanted to bring you lunch,” you smiled as he gasped happily and you placed the lunchbox on his desk, “what’s wrong?”

Remus sighed as he led you over to his desk and he sat down on his chair with you in his lap as he pinched the bridge of his nose, his arms tight around your waist like you were his anchor, “I’ve just been marking essays and they were,” he hesitated, “a little unexpected,” he gestured to the pile of essays on his desk.

You frowned and picked them up, leafing through the pile before you settled on reading a couple of them. It looked like the class had been learning about werewolves and every essay was about the characteristics of a werewolf… and how to kill them. Your heart hurt for Remus, you couldn’t imagine how much it must have hurt for him to read essays that his students had written, essays on how to kill werewolves. But, you were kind of confused.

“Remus, I don’t understand,” you frowned and trailed off when you looked at him and discovered that he had tears in his eyes, “sweetheart. Talk to me.”

He took a great sniffle, “these are essays from a couple of weeks ago. I didn’t take my class for that week because it was the week of the full moon. Dumbledore let me take some time off,” that made more sense, after all Remus wouldn’t have been so upset if he was the one who had set the essays. Though, it did lead to another question.

“Who took over your class?” you asked, you couldn’t understand how someone could be so cruel to him.

“Severus,” he mumbled and you felt a great white hot sizzle of anger go through your chest, “I guess he wants to expose me as the monster I really am. I can’t blame him, after I nearly killed him in school.”

“That’s it,” you stood up, angry at Snape. You sighed as you dumped all of the essays on the floor, stamping on them, you might have been overreacting but you didn’t care. Nobody made your sweet, caring and protective husband feel like a monster and got away with it. You sat back on Remus’ knee and cupped his cheek, “Remus listen to me, you are not a monster. I will remind you every day for the rest of our lives if that’s what it takes. You are the best thing Remus, the very best. You’re so caring and amazing, and sweet. Harry told me that you helped Neville get over his fear of Snivellus. People should look up to you and strive to be like you because if more people were like you Remus then the world would be a better place. You are not a monster, okay?”

His grew misty at your little speech and he gave you a head spinning kiss, “thank you Y/N. I honestly don’t know what I’d do without you. I love you.”

“And I love you.”

You spent the rest of the lunch hour with him, talking and laughing, you wanted to make him feel like his worries were a million miles away. You told him about your work with a sweet smile on his face as his thumb rubbed over your bottom lip. About five minutes before his class was due to start you said your goodbyes.

“Are you sure that you don’t want me to walk you out?”

You grinned at him as you stood up on your tiptoes to kiss him, “I’m sure, I’ll see you soon. I love you,” you smiled; there was something that you had to do before you left.

“I love you more Y/N.”

Fuelled by your anger you stomped down to the dungeons were a couple of students had started to queue for their lesson. Without knocking you stormed right in and glared at Snape. He looked exactly the same, sallow skin and the longest greasy hair with a hooked nose. As he glanced up at you his lip curled in disgust.

“Lupin,” he scowled, using your married name instead of your maiden name like he had in school.

“Snivellus,” you glared back, slamming your hands on his desk, “let’s get one thing straight you hook nosed bastard! If you ever make my husband feel like a monster ever again I promise I will kill you.  You are a disgrace of a human being, making him read essays like that. Screw you and stop bullying your students, especially those who can’t stand up for themselves,” you hissed, thinking of poor Neville.

Snape only scowled at you, his eyes flashing dangerously as you stomped back to the door, opening it before calling back at him, “you’re a git Snivellus, go to hell!”

As you walked out into the corridor you saw Harry standing with his friends Ron and Hermione. Harry was grinning, Hermione was hiding a shocked smile behind her hand and Ron was smirking, it seemed like they had all heard you. You knew that Snape was their least favourite teacher.

“That was bloody brilliant,” Ron blurted out and you smiled, taking a bow. You would do or say anything to protect your husband.

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Mr. and Mrs. Prongs Love Story Headcanon!

my fav heteros deserve some love tonight. it’s raining currently where i live, and it’s a good night to write some heart-wrenching headcanons, i think!

words: 1,694

warnings: fluff, hints at smut, maybe? pain. eternal fucking suffering cause this fandom kills me. some of the storyline may be fucked my memory is HORRIBLE and i tried to base some scenes off of MsKingBean89’s all the young dudes

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In their first year at Hogwarts, the very first day they had even been inside the castle, actually, James Potter realized something.

The copper haired girl across from him was awfully pretty.

She was disgusted at the way he declared someday they would be married. “WHY would I ever marry you?” She had shouted, moving down the table to the blonde and curly haired witches she had met earlier on the train. James stared at her, doe-eyed. She was perfect.

This did however mean he was the first of the boys to take an interest in girls. By girls I mean, well, just Lily. Sirius Black thought it was awfully funny. “Mate, girls have cooties.” Remus Lupin was too shy to have an opinion. Peter could hardly even tell his own feet apart from left and right, and his lip trembled when he got yelled at, so there was no hope for him.

James took to teasing Lily to try and get his point across. Lily thought it was horrible. Why was he being so horrid if he supposedly fancied her? Why did he even fancy her in the first place? Somebody like her, a witch from non-magic parents, and somebody like him, a pureblood wizard?

It wasn’t until one day in potions she told him just what she thought of him. His tormenting had gone on too long. He had bewitched one of her pigtails to tug on its own from across the room.

“You are foul, James Potter!” She had shouted, resulting in thirty points from Gryffindor. James had just beamed.

James was a smiling mess, really. For starters, she had said his name, out loud, to him. Secondly, her nose scrunched when she was angry.

Anybody would notice a girl’s nose scrunch when she was angry, surely?

In second year, he announced that this would be the year she would want to marry him too. Alas, no luck. If anything, this year, she came prepared with snarky remarks to his teasing. It made him swoon.

In third year, Lily Evans overheard the boys whispering in the common room.

“What are you four planning?” She had asked, plopping down beside her lanky, slightly edgy looking best mate Remus. She avoided James’ eyes.

“Look at this, Mrs. Prongs come to join the party.” Sirius chuckled, and James punched him in the arm.

“Mrs. Prongs..?”

“SIRIUS.” James hissed at his friend who was doubled over.

In fourth year, she had begun to tolerate him. The teasing from Sirius was what did it. James was bad enough, his almost-brother was as relentless as him, but for different reasons.

“Prongs and Lily, sitting in the Whomping Willow, S-N-O-G-“

“Sirius!” Lily and James shouted in unison, equally red.

Fifth year changed them both. This was when Lily realized Remus was a werewolf. She swore secrecy, and promised to tell nobody else, as long as she lived.

James had already known. Once a month he was running in the woods as a stag, pushing his half-wolf friend around playfully with his antlers- or should I say prongs? ;)

In sixth year, Remus Lupin noticed Lily sitting in the stands, watching Gryffindor’s quidditch practice.

“What’s got you here? Marlene isn’t at practice today?”

Lily had turned a shade almost as red as her hair. “Oh Remus, don’t make me say it,” she hissed. Remus was in a fit of giggles.

“You fancy James!”

“Hush!” And she whacked his arm with her textbook.

To be honest with herself, this was not the beginning of how she felt for James. It had been a fluttering feeling in her tummy when she noticed him in the common room a few weeks earlier, sweater sleeves rolled up, reading over the quidditch signups. His messy hair, his glasses perched on the bridge of his nose..

But, anybody would notice the way a boy’s sleeves were rolled up, exposing brown skin and pretty veins, surely?

Lily never knew this, but James had noticed her watching him. He kept the smirk to himself. He felt the flutter too. Ah yes, twitterpated.

Sixth year was also the year they learned how to cast a patronus. A silver doe shot from Lily’s wand on her first try, which elicited squeals from the girls and cheers from the boys. The deer pranced around the room, as if looking for something. As if missing something.

James purposely disrupted the class that day, so he could be sent out. It cost 50 points, but he didn’t care. He knew as soon as he cast the stag that would shoot from his wand everybody would know, and he just couldn’t do that to Evans.

In 1977, when the Marauders and co. went on their camping trip, James and Lily really had only stayed up talking that night, despite the somewhat knowing looks Sirius tried to pass to James in the morning.

It had been late, after Remus had come out, and the other girls crashed in their tent. Sirius had gone down to the beach after him.

“Sirius ought to leave him be, reckon that was difficult to admit..” and James scratched the back of his neck. Lily had turned to him then. Their eyes met.

“Are you joking? They’re both gay, you idiot. They’re very clearly in love. Look at the way Sirius looks at Remus, he looks at him the way I look at you.”

Their kisses had been hot and heavy in the darkness of their tent, but that was it. Kisses the two had waited far too long for.

That night, James admired the girl lying beside him. He pulled out his wand and cast his patronus, and due to the size of the tent the stag was tiny, dancing over their heads. Lily blushed and cast hers. For the first time, the doe wasn’t searching anymore. She had found the stag.

Their relationship was as expected. Letters all summer, Lily even taught her boyfriend how to use a muggle phone. Then, in the autumn, they were all over each other. Holding hands in public, snogging in broom closets,

“You are foul!” Lily had giggled, smacking her boyfriend on the hand as it slipped up her skirt in potions.

“What was that, Princess?” He murmured, and she couldn’t argue with him anymore

James admired her every minute he had the chance. How she looked reading, sleeping, spilling tea down her sweater, and especially how she looked at him with her heavy, fluttering eyelashes.

Because, how could he not admire the prettiest girl in the world when he was on top of her?

After they graduated, they immediately moved in together. Due to the war, Lily promised her muggle parents she would be safer. Although they didn’t understand (or like) the idea of their daughter fighting a war, they let her go with warm goodbyes.

They fought. They attended order meetings. They had lunch with Peter and Sirius and Marlene and Mary and Dorcas when they could. They fretted over Remus’ whereabouts. They paced.

Lily proposed. Well, I suppose James proposed first every damn year at Hogwarts, but she meant it for real that time. They were married by the fall. They invited everybody still alive, and they danced, and they seemed to glow under twinkling fairy lights. They had cast their patronuses again that night, just so the doe and the stag could dance over their heads.

“Reckon they like each other?” James smirked, and Lily just laughed.

When she found out she was pregnant, James slung her over his shoulder and spun around with her, and they laughed. They laughed until they cried because holy shit, we’re having a baby!

He talked to her belly every time he had the chance. “Hello little boy-“

“Could be a girl,” Lily objected, leaning against the headboard, guiding James’ hand with hers over to where the baby was kicking.

“Right. Whatever they are, they’ll kick ass on the quidditch pitch, huh bub?”

In July, with a scream and a cry and a push, a slimy baby was placed on Lily’s chest. She couldn’t believe it. She couldn’t believe she was here, with this boy who chose her, looking at their beautiful boy. James was right, and he was ecstatic.

“A son! I’ve a son-“ and then he was too choked up.

They taught Harry how to hold his head up, they both tried to get him to say “Mumma” and “Dada.” They took polaroids of his drooly smiles and his giggles. They took pictures of Uncle Moony and Padfoot holding him. They had a picture of Uncle Peter with Harry on his hip, and the pen on the bottom read ‘future chess master ;)’

When they went into hiding, their only real fight was about whether Remus was the spy.

“He’s our friend,” Lily had argued, angrily picking up baby toys from the floor and putting them into the toy bin.

“But he’s a were-“

“Don’t you dare finish that sentence,” Lily said, tears threatening her waterline. “Remus is a good man. He’s as good as you or Peter, or Sirius. He is our friend. He’s my friend. He would never.”

And although that night they fought, James still told Lily to take the baby and run, because even though they were angry, he’d die before he ever let Voldemort touch her.

“James, wait, I’m sor-“

“You and me, right Lily?” His voice was strained. He almost couldn’t look at her. At the fear in his eyes that reflected in hers- the eyes he had to see every time he looked at his beautiful son. He wanted to run with her, but he knew he couldn’t. “Take Harry and go. It’s him. I’ll hold him off.”

Lily Evans made it upstairs by the time the front door was blown open. Harry had been asleep. She cradled him in her arms, preparing for the blast of the door being opened.

“Harry, Mumma loves you. Dada loves you. Be brave, Harry.”

James Potter died thinking Lily Evans had made it out alive. It wasn’t until the stag saw a familiar silver doe at the edge of the woods, waiting for him, that he knew.

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