#marauders scrapbooking

[maraudersoncrack1981]

I've started scrapbooking so soon ima do a marauder's scrapbooking series!!

Hint for the first part: "Eat you'll feel better"

[thecornerofegg]

Love confessions 💛💕

[vomits0cutely]

Effie: *telling stories of baby James, baby Marlene and baby Peter, and their childhoods to their friends*

Effie: “mamí my phone is gonna die, the card isn’t working” and I’d ask everytime “are you with anybody?”

Effie: cause I always— moms wanna know — is my son alone or does he have a friend that he’s at least with? And it was always:

Effie: “yeah, Marls and Pete”. So there was always this Marls and Pete who was always with him. And I thought “thank goodness for Marlene and Peter”.

[ashscraps]

remus lupin scrapbook spread !

my boy <3

send requests for spreads in the asks !!

[pngprongs]

the marauders 1977 scrapbook

[maraudersobsessed]

Godric’s Hollow cemetery. Taken by a very alone and very broken Remus Lupin, November 1981.

[urrockstar-xe]

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fics under the cut :D

❥ imagines (definitions are wacky so in this case it's anything under 600 words)

tears, panic, noise. - chad meeks-martin ✧ ★

pretty - chad meeks-martin ★

study buddy - chad meeks-martin ☆

❥ headcanons

jj maybank w a girly gf

steven grant w a witchy gf

❥ oneshots

potions test - sirius black ★

alone time - peter pettigrew ★

delicate lover - steve harrington ★

nail polish - steve harrington ★

six months - jj maybank ★

stargazing - jj maybank ★

meant for each other - jj maybank ★

bad friend - jj maybank ★

baby blanket - jj maybank ★

talk fast - jj maybank ★

got your back - jj maybank ★

comfort - jj maybank ★

never enough - jj maybank ★

precious - jj maybank ★

happy birthday - jj maybank ★

if u leave me - jj maybank ★

you are everything- jj maybank ★

melodic love - chad meeks-martin ★

liquid courage - chad meeks-martin ★

movie nights n pretty girls - chad meeks-martin ★

sneaking out - tara carpenter ★

i'll be right there, sweetheart - tasm!peter parker ★

math test - tasm!peter parker ★

detective sweetheart - nick amaro ★

❥ series

🕷 starstruck - tasm!peter parker ★

winter formal - starstruck pt 2

❥ Holiday specials

❥ valentine's day countdown

forgotten valentines - peter parker ☆

steven's first v-day - steven grant ☆

3 teen boys vs 1 pretty girl - jj maybank ★

fuck valentine's day - elliot from euphoria ☆

valentine's day with dick grayson - a headcanon ☆

❥ xemas

decorating the tree - frank castle ☆

wrapping presents - steve harrington ☆

family scrapbooks - steve harrington ☆✧

snow day - marauders ☆

looking at lights - marauders ☆

mistletoe mishaps - jason todd ★

[reysdriver]

Rockstar!James

headcanons of James as a rockstar — rockstar!james x gn!reader

warnings: sexual headcanons (there is a warning before them) so minors dni, 18+, mentions of sex

words: 0.5k

a/n: marauders aus take up sm space in my brain so im making this, and i may make rockstar stuff for all the boys

- In a band called The Marauders of course

- Reminiscent of like rock bands from the 70s and 80s

- James plays the bass, maybe drums, but I mostly see him playing bass or guitar

- Talks about you in concerts and interviews 

- But you also have a secret signal or code word that he uses that only you two (and maybe the other members) know about so he can show he's thinking about you privately

- If it's a modern AU, he'll post you on his social media all the time, and a lot of his fans are in admiration of your relationship 

- Writes songs about you/dedicates songs to you all the time 

- Spoils you with gifts and souvenirs from every stop of their tours 

- Has it in his contract that the dressing room needs to have your favourite snacks and drinks so you can be comfortable backstage with him

- Has personal touches of yours on his instrument like your name and a heart stitched on his guitar strap, stickers of yours on his case, etc

- Asks for good luck kisses before every performance

- You're always the first to hear the band's new songs 

- Has a scrapbook or memory box full of polaroids of the two of you in every foreign city you visit

- Only buys guitar picks (or drumsticks) in your favourite colour because duh

- If this is an AU with Harry, you stay home or in a hotel room with Harry when he's young and you two watch all of James' performances live

- Then he'll write songs about Harry too ofc 

- The band lets you pick setlists and track orders

- James insists it's because you have the best taste, but the other guys don't mind since they often can't agree anyways

(nsfw headcanons below)

- He has a bucket list of cities where he wants to fuck you, and he makes a big deal of checking off places every time they go on tour

- Like imagine him "Babe, this'll be our first time in Australia, that means we'll have to cross Sydney and Perth off the list"

- He has recorded your moans and used them in the background of a song, but it's quite blended in so nobody notices and it's like your little secret 

- He once told you to sit on the amp while he plays iykyk

- A lot of quickies backstage where it ends just in time for him to perform 

- Him kicking the other boys off the tour bus so you two can have some privacy 

- If he's a guitarist/bassist, you know he's good with his hands

- If he's a drummer, you know he has the best damn rhythm

- Take those both however you will

- If he goes on tour without you, the day he returns will be nothing but sex to make up for all that lost time

[gaeilgelupin]

found in the marauders’ 7th year scrapbook

(wherein james clearly enjoyed the fire whiskey a bit too much to warrant him having a sharpie and a Polaroid camera lying around ;))

[jimblejamblewritings]

the fake date plot | part 8.

Summary: Gryffindors, seventh years, classmates, unrequited love. Just a few things Y/N and James Potter had in common. When a brilliantly dumb plan is hatched the two end up getting something a little different than what they wanted.

Warnings for the Series: oh, this is a slowburn now. Or at least that's the plan.

Pairing: James Potter x reader

Word Count: 1.8k

A/N: yeah I know I've been gone for a year... I have no words, my bad

Previous Part | (Series Chapter List)

Heads turned when you and James walked into the Great Hall laughing as you held a bunch of stuff and he held ten times more in his arms than you did. It took a lot of convincing you but James Potter had money and liked to spend it. Your ideas of currency were very different and to him all this money was like spending only five galleons. So you let him get a bunch of stuff for your birthday. 

James was pleased with himself. Giving gifts to people made him feel so good inside. He hated receiving a bunch of them though, probably because he could have whatever he wanted without question. When you reached the table you set down everything and started laughing as you took the stuff from James so he could sit down as well. 

“Can you believe we both forgot our wands and we were already at Hogsmeade?” 

“That’s a lot of stuff,” Sirius said. 

“Yeah. I couldn’t get this one to stop so I now have a bunch of stuff. Thank Merlin I need it though.” 

Lily cleared her throat. “Are you coming to the party tonight? I mean it’s your birthday after all.” 

“I’m coming. No point in staying in my bed alone just because it’s my birthday.” You turned to look at James, pointing at him. “I do not need a new outfit.” 

He held his hands up in surrender. For the rest of Saturday until the party, you didn’t see James at all. He and Sirius were leading quidditch drills in preparation for their upcoming game. Remus and Peter looked up when you entered their dorm. They were getting used to you just showing up. Remus was about to go back to looking at his scrapbooking project when you shoved an invitation in his face. 

“To Sir Peter and Sir Remus, the girls of dorm room nine would like to invite you to our getting ready event.” 

“Do you do this often?” 

You nodded. “Life’s more fun this way.” 

Without any hesitation, the two agreed to come with you. The girls’ dorm was arranged like theirs. But the decorations threw them for a loop. Bubbles, music, and a very sweet scent colored the air. When the marauders got ready for a party, the most they’d do is play music. This was basically a whole new world. They were pushed into fancy skincare and a scalding shower with water from the depths of hell. 

“Remus, how is your hair dry already? I wish I had your porosity.” 

“My what?” 

Mary laughed. “Porosity. It’s just your hair type, never mind. Are we all ready to go?” 

Your rather large group took your time heading down to the Slytherin dungeons. Even though you guys didn’t get along very well, Gryffindors and Slytherins were always invited to each other’s parties. The bass of the music could be heard from outside the common room. You couldn’t help but laugh at Regulus and Sirius already bickering, both with an empty cup in their hands. They had started making up but obviously it took some time and they were still brothers after all. Friendly bickering was in their dna. 

You spotted James on the couch… talking to Xeno. Taking in a deep breath, you went over anyway. Your boyfriend turned his head first, smiling as you came over. The blond boy next to him was slightly stunned. Your outfit was a dress, with lots of skin exposed. You wanted to adjust but chose not to. The literal climax of your plan was happening tonight and you still wanted it to feel as real as possible. James looked good sitting on the couch and everyone noticed as they snuck glances while doing their own thing. It was the collar of a shirt peeking out under the rolled up sleeves of his quidditch jumper and the rips in his jeans. He has to do it on purpose and is aware of what he looks like. 

James extended an arm and his hand fell on your waist as he pulled you closer. “Hi, bug.” 

You sat on his lap and laid your head on his shoulder trying to ignore the piercing eyes from the boy you actually cared about. But you had to. Looking desperate for Xeno wasn’t the way to win him. James wrapped his arms around you while you held his drink for him, not bothering with getting one for yourself. 

“What up?” 

“Tired,” you said with a sigh. 

“You just got here.” 

That seemed to draw the attention of all your friends who were hoping you wouldn’t leave. Even if you were all doing your own thing separately, everyone still needed to be there. James covered your body as you wiggled around trying to get comfortable. Without a second thought, you pulled down the sleeves of his quidditch jumper. He laughed as he realized what you wanted. 

“I know but I was up really late and I kind of have a headache now.” 

“You do?” James asked in earnest. 

“A bit.” 

“You don’t have to stay. We can cancel all our plans tonight if you want to get some rest.” 

The tone of James’ voice made you look up at him. There was no playfulness in his eyes. He was very serious about everything. You gave him a smile. 

“I don’t want to cancel our plans. I’ll just take a nap here and then I’ll feel better.” 

“Okay. Accio, headphones.” 

James handed them to you. Music was already playing, at a very quiet volume, when you put them on. You figured they must have been connected to an enchanted music player. Adjusting yourself once more, you leaned back against your boyfriend with a smile and closed your eyes. Your friends swooned as you did so. In the middle of a loud and hectic scene, you were peaceful. 

James observed his talk with Xeno, trying not to be suspicious. Every so often, he would cast his eyes down to your sleeping form. He was still interested. He wouldn’t keep looking at you if he didn’t care at all. 

“Alright guys, I’ll see you back at Gryf,” James said as he got up and picked you up again. “I’m getting my lady to a bed and then we can keep the party going.” 

Since the younger kids were coming back to Slytherin from Hogsmeade to start their Halloween party, the older students were going to move to Gryffindor in about twenty minutes. They waved their goodbyes to James and promised to find him right away when the party moved upstairs. 

You woke up as James entered the common room and started towards the stairs back to his dorm. 

“Why do we always end up like this?” 

James looked down. “Hello, bug, how was your nap?” 

“Delightful. And I’m now very excited.” 

“Excited?” 

“Yes.” 

James wore a goofy grin as the two of you went inside the dorm. The two of you stood side by side in the bathroom as you brushed your teeth and freshened up. You both sat in the middle of his bed, now with an awkward silence. 

“Should we lay down and just let it happen naturally? No one else uses this enchanted muggle projector so the professor just lets us keep it. There are a good amount of movies here.” 

“Okay.” 

You and him got comfortable on the bed, cuddling ever so slightly. James’ left hand sat just under your breast as his thumb gently caressed what was beneath it. Your hand snaked down his body and took an experimental squeeze of his pants. The movie went on without more touches until halfway through. You stiffened up before relaxing at the fingers going under the waistband of your panties. He turned your head to look at him. James watched with lust in his eyes as he watched his fingers pleasure you. It was all of five seconds before your lips crashed onto each other and you moved to the edge of the bed. 

Nearly all of the sixth and seventh and dreaded eighth years moved up to the party in Gryffindor. Not seeing James right away, the others decided to go looking. Remus squeaked and everyone else peeked into the crack in the door. James’ hands squeezed your ass before moving slowly up your body until they were underneath the jumper he made you, fingers trying to undo your bra. You both laughed as he struggled a bit. Eventually, the bra was off, leaving you in just your panties and sweater. 

“They’re looking. How long do you think before they close the door?” James whispered against your lips. 

“I give it two more minutes. Is it just the marauders?”  

“I can see Dorcas, Lily, and Xeno’s friends. The plan is going swimmingly.” He leaned back, not caring that the others could hear. “Hey, you know we don’t have to do this. It’s okay.” 

You leaned back and that made James move his hands from under your jumper. 

“Bug, I’m serious. I will not have sex with you unless you’re one hundred percent sure.” 

“I want to. I’m just nervous.” 

James chuckled. “Hey, I’m nervous too.” 

“Really?” 

“Yeah. Do you not believe me?” 

“You always seem so sure of yourself.” 

“Being sure of school or quidditch is a lot different from romance or sex. Let’s take it slow, okay?” 

“Okay… Can I take your shirt off?” 

“Yeah, love. Can I take off yours?” 

You nodded. The door slammed followed by someone yelling sorry the moment James started lifting the hem of your sweater. The two of you couldn’t help but laugh. Reassuring James now that everyone was gone that you actually did want this, you continued feeling up and down each other’s upper body. He groped at your boobs, running a thumb over your nipples. 

“These are gorgeous.” 

“Shut up.” 

“I’m serious. So fuckin gorgeous.” 

“James,” you moaned as he took one in his mouth. 

“Can I fuck you, love?” 

“Absolutely.” 

You scurried up onto the bed in the most undignified fashion, making James laugh. He followed suit. James groaned as he started to sink into you, pausing when your nails dug into his skin. “Are you okay?” 

“It’s just hurts a bit.” 

“Do you want me to stop?” 

“No. Keep going.” 

He went slower, kissing you as he did to try and distract you. When he sunk in all the way, he checked in on you again. James waited for you to open your eyes. 

“We good?” 

“Yeah, please move.”

Your mouth dropped open as James started pumping. He smiled in satisfaction that you were feeling just as good as him. Maybe he knew what he was doing, just a little. You whimpered his name a little as you grabbed at his biceps. 

“You feel so good, Y/N. So warm and fit me  just right.” 

He also felt warm inside you. He shouted your name before finishing inside you. The sheets stuck to your naked and sweaty bodies as you both tried to come down for your highs. James pulled you closer until you were on top of him. 

“That was amazing. I’m really glad we chose to do it with each other.” 

You pecked him on the lips. “I really enjoyed it… We should probably put on clothes before everyone comes in.”

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[hearts4court]

What it’s like dating The Marauders + Regulus Black!!

18++ Minors DNI!! YOU WILL BE BLOCKED!!

characters: James F. Potter, Sirius O. Black, Remus J. Lupin and, Regulus A. Black.

warnings: smut, cursing, mentions of the black family, kissing. lemme know if i missed anything, Fem! reader^^

Authors note: Hey hey my lovelies!! So this idea came to me when i was scrolling on pinterest and i saw a picture of a couple and it made me sad because i’m single as a dollar. BUT, i decided to share my idea with the class. Voldemort does not exist in this AU, but magic does!

James F. Potter:

Y’all are known as the “Goofy” couple. Y’all are always doing stupid things together, and overall y’all are just the cutest and funniest couple. Sometimes you too will skip your classes to make out in his dorm or to have sex. He’s AMAZING at giving head. You’ll take his glasses off his face and wear them, and it probably turns him on, ngl. Or he takes polaroids of you to save for his little scrapbook he made of y’all, for all of y’all’s memories. yes i said it. fight me. He’s such a praiser, whether it’s giving it or receiving it. he doesn’t care. “Does that feel good, baby? does my pretty girl like that?” he praises you as he thrusts into you. “always such a good girl for me.” he groans. “J-Jamie! fuck.. feels so good!” you moan, digging your nails into his shoulder, that causes him to chuckle

<3

Sirius O. Black:

omfg. Y’all are literally the hottest couple at Hogwarts. Nobody can decide if they wanna be you, or Sirius, or if they wanna be with both of y’all. You two sit together in every single class y’all have together, and his hand is always on your thigh no matter where y’all are. he really couldn’t give a flying fuck. You’re always on his lap, and his arms are always wrapped around you pulling you closer to him. He’s always kissing your neck and leaving hickeys to show you off, which sometimes he gets detention for, for inappropriate behavior. he’s such a rough! dom, when it comes to sex but he’s also a soft!dom at the same time? He will degrade the hell out of you but also praise you at the same time. “Look at you.. drooling and screaming my name.. ya look s’pretty like this.” Sirius coos as he rams into you from behind. “My dumb little slut.” he breathes against your neck. “F-fucking hell.. Siri please go faster- i’ll be good.. p-promise!” you whimper causing him to smirk and speed up. “i know baby.. such a good girl for me.”

:)

Remus J. Lupin:

Oh he’s such a sweetheart. Y’all are Hogwarts’s Cutest couple. If they’re was a Cutest couple of the year contest, y’all would win every time. He loves to read to you, and you take care of him after full moons when he comes back into the castle, like taking care of his wounds, helping him clean himself up, etc. “Are you alright, Remmy?” you coo in worry, running a warm cloth against his forehead and his cheeks.”M’alright, dove.” he mumbled, taking a sip of his water weakly. Y’all love to do study dates, then you two go back to his dorm and do skincare together. :( His kisses are so soft no matter what y’all are doing, and he loves praising you. “Good job on your exam, baby.” he smiles, kissing your head gently. He’s SUCH a soft! Dom. “look at ya.. taking me s’well..c’mon princess… you can a little more.” he says into your ear in a soft tone. “Mm! f-feels so good Remmy!” you whimper, biting your lip slightly. He 100% whispers book lines into your ear. My man is literally William Shakespeare.

Rizzmus Lupin<3

Regulus A. Black:

Reggie:( Oh poor Reg, he never thought anyone would ever love him because of his family, but your just an angel from above, aren’t you? Tbh, people are scared of Regulus so they don’t really give talk about you two. While he studies your always either laying or sitting on his lap. More sitting then laying. All you ever does is complain, and he hates it. “Why are you so harsh on people, Reggie?” you ask in a sweet voice, running your fingers through his curly hair. “I don’t do it on purpose y’know.” he grumbled looking up from his book, before looking back at it, as he leans into you. You shake your head before continuing to play with his hair. Just like his brother, he’s a rough! Dom, and loves to degrade you. Now, All you ever do is complain. Whether it’s about students, teachers, work, yourself, all you ever do upset reggie with your complaining. And every time he shuts you up. “You just don’t know how to shut up, do you?” He says, grabbing onto your hair hard, pulling your head back.”M’sorry!” you cry, which is more like a moan then a cry, continuing to bounce on him, and move your hips in a circular motion.”Yeah, yeah. But since you wanna be a little bitch and complain so bloody much.. i’m not letting you cum.” he whispers in your ear, pulling you off him, as a punishment for pissing him off.

UGH. i want him to ruin me.

[saintdoodledstars]

Some of my personal marauders headcanons:

Peter has emotional support pajama pants

James has bacne

Lily loves taking pictures and scrapbooking

It's impossible to prank Remus. He always knows

James gets grouchy if he can feel his teeth being dirty

Sirius is lactose intolerant and chronically dehydrated

Peter is a hypochondriac and is always in the infirmary pestering Pompfrey

Mary is really good at history, because she treats it like old people gossip. But her favorite subject is actually divination, even though she needs a tutor for it

James never cleans his glasses

Marlene has a rat for a pet. When she found out about Peter's animagus she offered to set them up on a date

Regulus is on the rowing team (hogwarts offers a ton of sports options actually, we just didn't know because it didn't matter to Harry)

Mary adopts underclassmen

Trees freak Pandora out, but she braves it for her insect collection

James is vegan because he's a deer

Peter is always doing his homework at the last second. Like, the class before its due and as the teacher is picking it up

Mary is part of the frog choir

Pandora loves potions but she gets bad grades because she never does the right assignments. Great at alchemy though

Fleamont was in a garage band when he was at hogwarts, called The Fleas. Sirius loves them. He owns the only record they ever made, and it's called Dog Man or something along those lines. So Sirius thinks it would be hilarious to tell Fleamont about padfoot, but James is always saying that then they'd have to explain too much and they'd get in a ton of trouble

[gimme-a-magic-carpet]

remus and peter scrapbook together and keep track of every important event that goes on. they have books for each year they attended hogwarts, filled with polaroids of all the marauders together over the years.

[myheadsgonenumb]

Murder on The Hogwarts Express: ch4

A Marauders' Era interactive murder mystery - read all the way down to vote in the poll and influence the next chapter

previous chapter

The results are in!

A more contentious question than usual as it split voters between the fanon and canon interpretations of Regulus (with a safe, neutral option for those who did not want to get caught in the middle). I went out for the day and the third option was trailing behind while the Jegulus stans had put in the best showing, only to return and find canon fans had made a last stand and so "Cutting clippings about Lord Voldemort out of the paper" won by 44.4%.

So - without further ado - onto the next chapter!

Chapter 4: The Ponce's Tale

 He was sitting all alone, a copy of the Daily Prophet spread open in front of him, using his wand to cut out clippings about Lord Voldemort - The Dark Lord Calls for Muggleborn Registration; The Dark Lord Denies any Involvement in the Death of Waldo Wimbledon, Minister for Magical Games and Sports; “Giants Will Only Continue To Kill More People Unless We Overthrow The Statute of Secrecy", The Dark Lord claims …He had a little pile already cut out on the seat next to him. (Regulus had a shrine to Lord Voldemort stuck up in his bedroom at home, and when he was at school he continued to collect stories about him and used a scrap book to keep them in.)   

‘You!’ exclaimed Sirius, curling his nose up at the newspaper clippings but then choosing to ignore them, ‘I should have guessed. Who else would wear such poncy shoes?’

Regulus looked affronted, and tucked his feet beneath his robes. ‘I don’t know what you’re doing here,’ he said stiffly. ‘You made it perfectly clear that you wanted nothing to do with our family a few weeks ago.’ 

‘We’re here to catch a murderer,’ James told him.

‘And it’s you, little brother.’

‘Nonsense.’

‘Don’t try to deny it,’ Sirius snapped, his face was becoming flushed and his eyes were dark. ‘We followed the footprints of your poncy shoes right from the scene of the crime to here. You killed the Trolley Witch and then you ran away.’ 

‘Well you’d know all about running away!’   

Sirius roared in outrage and pulled out his wand, but Remus caught hold of his wrist and gave him a warning glance. ‘You must understand it looks bad, Reg,’ he said to Regulus, in a tone much more calm than either Black brother was managing. ‘Your footprints are outside the compartment, so we know you were there - and then we find you here, all alone, scrapbooking the Dark Lord’s Greatest Hits. You’ve got to see that such open adoration of Voldemort does make you look a bit like a Death Eater - and thus a prime suspect for murder. That is what they’re known for.’  

Regulus flushed. ‘I’m not breaking any laws here - I’m minding my own business.’  

‘But murder is breaking the law,’ Peter pointed out.

‘Look - Reg - you’re our number one suspect right now,’ James said. ‘We followed your footprints right from the scene of the crime to find you privately celebrating a man who has slaughtered more people than I've had hot dinners… and I’ve had a lot of hot dinners. So - unless you want us to hand you straight over to Dumbledore when we get off this train, I suggest you tell us your version of events.’ 

‘Though we’re not saying we’ll believe you, mind,’ Sirius added, keeping his wand trained on his brother. 

Regulus gave a (rather petulant) little sniff. ‘Alright then - not that it’s any of your business. You’re not aurors. You’re not even prefects.’

‘I am … I just don’t have my badge on.’ Remus looked down at his muggle t-shirt, which was still conspicuously inside out.

‘And - by the authority invested in Moony - we demand that you give us some answers,’ James said. ‘What were you doing at the scene of the crime?’ 

‘I wanted to buy some crystalized pineapple, if you must know,’ he said. ‘I’m a prefect now and on the quidditch team, not to mention a member of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black. And this is my fifth year - the year I could get invited to the Slug Club if I make a good enough impression.’

‘Why would you care about that?’ James asked dumbfounded (he had been dodging invites to the Slug Club for the past twelve months). 

‘It’s where a young wizard makes connections! Slughorn knows people. My whole life I’ve been in the shadow of my idiot older brother-’ 

‘Oi!’

‘- People passing me over for him, because he happened to be born first. Slughorn does it as well - and he’s my Head of House! But if I can just get into the club, make an impression of my own - then maybe everyone will forget I’m only the second son. Maybe important people will pay attention to me for once.’ 

Sirius lowered his wand, and then conjured a very tiny violin - which he began to play. 

Regulus scowled at him. ‘So I wanted the crystalized pineapple to give to Slughorn as a gift - to get him to notice me.’

‘You filthy, little suck up.’ 

Regulus flushed  again - a dark and angry red this time. ‘Well I didn’t have a chance to get any over the summer, did I?’ he snapped at his brother, his eyes flashing with annoyance. ‘You saw to that. Running away, creating all that drama. You haven’t even been at home and every last thing has been about you for the past month. Mum refused to go out in public - she wouldn’t take me to Diagon Alley, Kreacher was sent to get my school stuff… so I had no chance to buy a gift for Slughorn until I got on the train. So - once we were moving and I was settled in for the journey, I went looking for the Trolley Witch.’ 

His face grew pale as he remembered what came next, and he swallowed nervously - his prominent Adam’s apple bobbing up and down. ‘Only I didn’t find her. And I was almost at the end of the train. The train was dark - quiet - eerily quiet. And then I heard someone cry out, and a door slam shut. Just then the train rattled, and I lost my balance, but when I got back to my feet I could hear sounds coming from the final compartment…’

He swallowed again, and looked out of the window. 

‘Go on…’ Sirius said (and there was a growl to his voice, a threatening sort of menace which put those in the know in mind of Padfoot). 

‘So I went over to it - obviously. And I looked through the window and I saw… well the Trolley Witch was dead on the floor, all glassy eyes and pastry flakes everywhere and there were all these Chocolate Frog boxes surrounding her and then there was a figure - a dark figure, huddled on the ground searching through the boxes.’ 

‘You saw the killer!’ James said, his eyes shining. 

‘I suppose I did - the Trolley Witch was dead and here this person was but…’ He shook his head. ‘I can’t tell you anything about them. Other than they were already in their school robes. That’s all I saw - their back, in black robes, their head was down - searching. I don’t know if it was a boy or a girl - or how old they were. It was just a figure… They were scrabbling through the boxes, picking up the Chocolate Frog Cards and throwing them aside. And then they cried out - like they were in pain. I smelled … blood. I suppose. An iron tang on the air. And then I turned and ran away.’ 

‘What?’ Peter asked (his voice seemed very loud in the quiet that Regulus’s story seemed to have cast like a spell over the carriage).

Reg frowned. ‘I smelled blood and ran away.’ 

‘Er - yeah…’ Peter glanced at his friends, who looked at him a little bemused. ‘Don’t you think that just seems a bit cowardly?’ he said. 

Regulus flushed again. 

‘Reg is a coward,’ Sirius said. 

‘I’m not the one who ran away!’

‘You just ran away from a crime scene.’

‘You know what I mean!’ 

Meanwhile, Peter had taken the licorice wand he had stolen from the trolley out of his pocket and bit into it with relish. He immediately began to choke and turned a little blue. ‘Lodged in my … throat ,’ he coughed, and clamped a hand to his mouth, catching sight of the matching scorn in Sirius’s and Regulus’s eyes ‘... I’ll go.’ And he excused himself and nipped out of the door, slamming it behind him. They could hear him still choking out in the hall way. Then everything went quiet.   

Sirius rolled his eyes. ‘The great greedy git, he’s always choking on whatever he shoves in his fat face.’

‘My my - is that really how you talk about your friends, big brother? I’d hate to hear what you say about me.’

  Sirius whirled back around. ‘I’ll tell you what I have to say. I think your story has more holes in it than Swiss cheese!’ he declared. ‘Your footprints are at the scene - you’re a pure blood nutter - you want to snog Lord Voldemort,  and failing that you’ll cut picture of him out of the newspaper like the world’s biggest fanboy -  no one can vouch for you… I think you did it!’ 

‘Yeah? Who’s your alibi then, big brother?’

It was Sirius’s turn to flush - turning the bright crimson of the Hogwarts Express itself. He was very aware of James giving him a searching glance. 

‘Sirius is not under suspicion,’ Remus said (he absentmindedly tugged at his t-shirt as he spoke). ‘You are - they’re your footprints out in the carriage.’ 

The door slid open, once again and Peter shuffled back inside - looking a bit less green about the gills than before, though his own t-shirt had damp sweaty patches under the arms.

‘Look,’ Regulus said, putting his wand and newspaper down and fixing all the marauders with a hard, and rather satisfied look. ‘All the evidence you have presented to me - such as it is - is entirely circumstantial. Yes - I admit I was there, but there is no proof I killed her - and that is what you need. Proof. Hard evidence. After all, it was Ullick Gamp, the first Minister of Magic himself, who decreed that - in matters of the law - circumstantial evidence is not enough to convict the pure of blood.’ He leaned forward and smirked. ‘You have nothing on me - so either do better, or give up.’ 

And, still smirking, he returned to his scrapbooking and the four boys filed out of the compartment, feeling gloomy. 

‘He thinks he’s got us with that whole “pure bloods require proof to convict” thing,’ James said. 

‘One rule for you lot - another for the rest of us,’ Remus said mildly. James frowned at him.

Peter was frowning as well. ‘He was wrong though, wasn’t he? It wasn’t Ullick Gamp who decreed that law, it was his successor - Damocles Rowle, and he was censured for it by the International Confederation of Wizards. I would have expected better from a ponce like Reg…’ he shook his head. ‘Anyway - maybe Regulus is right, maybe we should give up? Maybe we should leave it to the grownups to sort out once we get to Hogsmeade?’ 

But James would not hear of it. The answers were here on this train and he just needed to put all the puzzle pieces together. ‘It’s a matter of honour as much as anything, he told the others as he led them back down the carriage towards the final compartment. ‘Too many people know we’re investigating now, and we can’t be seen to fail.’

He then came to a stop and threw out his arm, stopping his friends from continuing. ‘Do you hear that?’ he whispered. ‘There’s someone in the compartment.’ He put his fingers to his lips, and they all strained their ears and sure enough, they heard the sound of footsteps and searching - and even the occasional tut -  coming from the crime scene. 

‘The killer always returns to the scene of the crime!’ he said gleefully, his face shining like a sweaty cheese once again. ‘Come on!’  And - scurrying along on his tippytoes, both as fast and as quietly as he could - he hotfooted it down the carriage, glanced through the window into the compartment, saw a figure inside and triumphantly threw open the door yelling ‘Caught you!’ at the top of his voice. 

The figure gasped - and turned around - and James’ stomach lurched and his heart froze in his chest as he took in the blazing red hair and startled green eyes. The mysterious figure, the suspect he had apprehended, was only the love of his life: Lily Evans.

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[cheekyboybeth]

Introduction

Hey, if anyone remembers my old account, I did delete it due to my mental health declining and I just needed a break from all social media

I will try to repost all of my old posts if I can remember them x

my rp blog @siriuslyhotterthanyou

about me down below

My pronouns are they/them

I am non binary

I am omnisexual

I am a Christian

I am a minor

I am a Gryffindor

I am a Taurus

My favourite colour is green

I am a black brothers kinnie

I am autistic

I have depression and anxiety

I am a proud Australian

I do not discriminate against anyone. No matter what race, gender, religion, or sexuality you are, you are welcome here.

I do discriminate against:

Racism

xenophobia

homophobia

transphobia

Ableism

TERFs

zionism

zoophilia

Fandoms:

Marauders fandom

Yellowjackets

Jennifer’s Body (if you couldn’t already tell)

Bungo Stray Dogs

Interview With The Vampire

The Great

Hazbin Hotel

Helluva Boss

The Umbrella Academy

Haikyu

Yuuri On Ice

The Song Of Achilles

The Grishaverse

ATLA

Good Omens

Steven Universe

Skam

Adventure Time

Star Vs The Forces Of Evil

Sk8 The Infinity

Likes:

Singing

My sisters

watching horror films

cats

Reading

Greek mythology

Norse mythology

Energy drinks

Painting/drawing

Crystals/minerals (especially Malachite)

Human Anatomy

Blasting music in my ears

Weapons

Scrapbooking

Dislikes:

Chocolate

pizza

Fizzy drinks (but I love energy drinks? Weird)

Loud noises (even though I am very loud)

Dirty nails

people who don’t have good personal hygiene

People who act dumb (like they’re smart but they act stupid on purpose)

My parents lol

My inbox is ALWAYS open and I love all you idiots who follow me ❤️

[cowboylikelils]

hi oh my gosh!!! can i plsplspls request ☃️ for the marauders!

i'm a girl (into guys!!) & my favourite colour is pink! i'm told i'm both 5&70 years old, if that makes any sense. i also have asd! oh & am a proud gryffindor! i super duper appreciate literature - quite literally am a book HOARDER. i'm quite shy to be honest, but still somehow constantly embarrassing myself (like how i was thinking to type that i can't finish a full jacket potato then realised that was completely irrelevant) ☝️ i love school, and studying, and chocolate. i have some fish & a dog! i only own one pair of jeans as i'm more a skirt/dress-y person, yet i find it hard to find cute shoes to match my outfits. i can't stand tv or movies most of the time - i get bored!! i frequently volunteer! lovelove taylor swift & the beatles. i'm super crafty & have two zillion & a half scrapbooks and as many stickers and bits to fill them with. i can talk for ages & ages about something that is of interest OR EVEN disinterest to me... & apparently i'm a very "enthusiastic" person by nature???? i like people who challenge me, intellectually, socially, what not, my brain needs to keep working!! but on the flipside i like to relax sometimes and value that too. gosh i hope this isn't too much but enough at the same time.

thank you sososos much, lavalavayouuuu

𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐔𝐒 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊

a/n: hii!! im so sorry this took too long for me to reply, i hope you'll enjoy it

would get jealous of your dog

would listen to taylor swift for you but ended up to be a swiftie as well

loves to yap but loves it even more when youre the one talking