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James Potter hadn't always done reasonable things in life. He had made mistakes. He had hurt people. He wasn’t always nice. And he felt ashamed of it.
As a kid, James had everything he wanted. The coolest toys, the best parents he could ask for, money, a big house with a large garden and a pool, a dog to play with, delicious food to choose from and most importantly endless love. That's what made him a bit of an asshole.
It was James's need to make friends, to make kids his age like him that made him act like a selfish twat. He bragged without noticing how others might feel. He made jokes that sometimes could hurt people's feelings. He did pranks to others that sometimes got out of hand.
For James, these things weren't wrong. He found them innocent. Just to have fun. Just to be cool. James was just a kid who wanted to have friends, be liked and have as much fun as he could.
Then James grew up and things started changing around him. He started noticing that not every kid had the luck he had. For example, Sirius, his best friend, had money and everything he wanted but horrible parents. His other friend Peter lacked of confidence because his father disappeared the moment he was born. But yet, James made those two the same way he was. It was more about forgetting about their issues while pranking, breaking the rules and having fun than actually fixing anything.
There were three things that made James open his eyes.
The first one was Remus Lupin. When he arrived, James wasn't happy. He felt threatened by how close he was of Sirius. He got a bit jealous. So he was a bit cold, even mean with Remus. It was until he found out about his past life. Remus had been made fun of, pranked and bullied by other kids his entire life for being trans. And James wondered: "Haven't I done similar things to others?"
The second one was Lily Evans and the way she had called him an arrogant bully. The way she said it wasn't like the silly insults she repeated to him after he tried to flirt with her. This time she had yelled full of rage, leaving James speechless. It had been fair since he had tried to ask her out after her father had died (although he didn't know about it at the time). James understood that the girl he fancied really hated him.
The third and more important reason happened just now, the day before New Year's when James overheard a conversation between his parents he should have never heard.
"We should not tell James for now" his father was saying "You know him. He would act as if this is serious"
"But it is serious, Monty!" Hearing his mother cry had broken his heart "We are not going to pretend you are okay because you aren't."
"Is not that I am sick, Effie. My immune system is just a bit weaker"
"Weaker? Just with a tiny fever you can actually die, Fleamont. You can bloody die and leave me alone"
The way James knew it was something awful and serious was because Euphemia cried. She was sobbing into Fleamont's chest. And Euphemia wasn't a crier. She was always strong, hiding away her emotions. So what James felt in that moment was fear. It was more like panic. Like the one he used to feel when he was little and he was afraid of the dark. His hands shook. His heart raced. He felt his skin shiver in cold.
When James returned to his room, his mind was flooding with thoughts. Maybe he was dreaming. Maybe his hearing was as bad as his sight. Maybe his parents had been exaggerating. This couldn't be right. Fleamont was the strongest man he knew. Sporty and healthy. A bloody rock if you asked him. This couldn't be right.
"So, did you ask them?" Sirius asked as soon as James crossed the door.
In James's mind that question didn't make sense. It felt wrong that Sirius looked as happy as he did after those news.
"Ha?" It was all that came out of his mouth.
"Marlene confirmed she is going to some club with her brothers" Sirius said as he texted "I thought you were asking your parents if we can go"
"Not to be rude or anything but this grown up party is boring" Peter added "Plus you like the McKinnons"
"He workships them more like. Especially Adam" Sirius added with a chuckle "Wait until you see Prongs following Adam like a lost puppy, Moony"
James wasn't even listening. For the first time he wished his friends weren't around. Or any adult that was downstairs. He wanted it to be the three of them. His parents and him. So they could discuss this. And Fleamont would tell him everything would be okay.
"Are you okay, James?" Remus asked with concern when James didn't answer.
The others noticed his expression because they stopped smiling and waited to hear the bad news. But James wasn't ready to tell them. It would make it true. He didn't even know what was going on.
"I don't... I don't think... we should... go...out" James had never spoken as slowly and low as now.
"Why not?" Peter asked "You were the one to say you were bored as an oyster"
"Shut up, Wormtail!" Sirius snapped "Did something happen, James?"
James looked at Sirius. His second in command. His best friend in the world. His brother. How could he tell Sirius?.
"Yeah!" he cleared his throat before his voice broke "I mean they said no... Fleamont and Euphemia... They want us to stay"
"What? Why?" Peter pouted.
Remus kept looking at him as if he knew everything.
James shrugged, grabbing a football from the floor.
"I'm going to kick it for a while..."
"Now? It is almost midnight" Remus reasoned. James just shrugged.
"Want us to come with you?" Sirius asked with his eyebrow raised.
"No! You stay here and finish those beers" James faked a smile to calm them down. Even if he wanted to die in the inside "I'll be right back"
"Be back before midnight!" Peter yelled as James climbed down the stairs two at the time.
James unleashed his frustration with the poor ball kicking as hard as he could, tossing it to the other side of the property and hitting it like a punch ball.
All he could think about was that his father was sick, probably dying and James was so terrible, he wouldn't make him proud. Fleamont's son was arrogant, a brag, a rebel who had been into trouble several times and probably a bully. What was there to be proud of?
"Only you would play football on New Year's in this cold night"
Fleamont had been James's role model since he could remember. He had promise to grow just like him. But he was horrible. He wasn’t the man his father was. Why wasn't James sick instead of him?
"You shouldn't be outside, Dad" James sniffed rolling the ball between his feet, eyes locked on it "It is freezing"
"Dad, is it now? Weren't you too cool to call me that? You've been calling me Fleamont or Old Man for a while now. It actually sounded weird to hear that, you little brat"
James's eyes were burning with tears at this point.
"Do I have privileges now that I am a bit sick?"
James's head turned as quickly as possible. Fleamont Potter was smiling under the moonlight. His glasses reflected the light. His hands were on his pockets. He was dressed elegantly for the party looking casual. But James noticed the bags under his eyes. Sucked cheeks. More wrinkles. Whiter hair. Skinner complexion. James saw Fleamont's illness reflected on him.
"I know you heard my conversation with your mother, James. I saw you through the door"
"Are you dying?" James was surprised how small his voice sounded.
Fleamont took a deep breath "No..."
"DON'T LIE TO ME! YOU'RE FUCKING DYING, I KNOW IT! TELL ME THE TRUTH, YOU COWARD! TELL ME THE BLOODY TRUTH"
James had spit and pushed his father in the process. That made him ashamed. Jokes aside, he had always respected his father. Now he felt terrible. So he started crying.
James felt his father's arms wrapping around him. And James hugged him back, clenching from him as if he would disappear any moment. James didn’t want to lose him. He loved him. He loved him so much. And he needed him.
"It's okay, my son. Sh sh sh. It's okay" Fleamont sighed as he stroked his son's hair gently "I'm not going anywhere"
When James calmed down, they sat on a bench and they talked about what was happening. They missed midnight and the celebration inside but James didn't care.
Fleamont explained that years ago the family's fabric used other chemicals for their products. Poisonous ones. That many workers ended up dying. This changed with time and The Potters discovered other chemical-free ingredients to continue producing. But Fleamont had visited the fabric back then plenty of times when he was younger. And the exposure to those chemicals had damaged his blood and immune system.
"So, you're okay?"
"Doctors said I need to have a healthier life" Fleamont explained "That knowing your mother, she will follow rigorously..." he snorted "But I am not precisely sick. I need to slow down a bit. Take care of myself. Try not to get sick. Because any kind of problem would be dreadful to my organism"
James nodded, now feeling better "If you don't follow the doctor's orders, I'll kill you myself, Old Man"
Which made Fleamont laugh.
"No Dad anymore?"
"You bloody scared me, Fleamont"
The man just responded with a smile and a soft pat on James's shoulder. Though James was still sad and very very scared.
"Do Granpa and Nonna know?"
Fleamont shook his head "Not yet"
"Maikee? The guys from the fabric?"
"Only your mother besides you and me"
"But you didn't want to tell me"
"Because you're just as exaggerated as your mother. Even worse"
"Watch it! Old Man" James pointed a finger at him.
Fleamont let out a soft giggle.
"Should I tell Sirius?" James twisted his mouth thinking about Sirius’s reaction.
"I think we will find the right time to tell him. The three of us. Okay?"
James nodded in response. He was still restless. He was still scared of his father being so vulnerable and fragile.
"Dad..." James said carefully which made Fleamont smile "Are you proud of me?"
Fleamont opened his mouth but James continued before him.
"I'm... I'm not a good person" James said "I've been kind of a twat with a lot of people. I've been mean. I've been selfish. And I haven't been the most obedient son... I've driven you and mum mental many times" James shook his head "I am awful. You don't deserve me"
"I am very proud of you, James" Fleamont answered with a soft smile. James was surprised that he sounded genuine.
"Didn't you hear..."
"Yeah" Fleamont nodded "I am not proud because you are perfect. Because you are not... I am proud because you are an amazing person and a good human being. You've might have made mistakes or hurt people. James, you are so young, you are a kid. We are all a bit awful at that age. But I see you are maturing... You are becoming an incredible man. Even more than me"
James expected some scolding. Some sort of disappointment from his father.
"But I..."
"Have you ever wanted to truly hurt someone?" Fleamont asked.
James shook his head.
"Then it had only been silly mistakes of a kid. From now on, James, be a man. Start doing things right. Silly pranks, jokes and mischiefs are fun. But there comes a time in one's life when he needs to take care of serious matters. And I reckon you are doing an amazing job"
"So you don't think I am a bad person?" James's eyes filled with tears.
Fleamont shook his head "Of course not. You have the best of your mother and me. And we are very proud of you"
James wrapped his arms around the old man as tears ran down his eyes. He was willing to change and ammend his mistakes. It was time to grow up. Yes, he was only sixteen. He was still young and he could still have fun. But he was going to be better. He was going to stop making fun of others. He was going to stop bragging. He was going to make Remus feel welcome no matter who he was. He was going to take care of Sirius and Pete. He was going to stop showing off and asking Evans out like an idiot. She deserved better probably. He was going to be a good person. And make his parents proud. New Year, new James.
"I love you, Dad" James said as he squeezed his father tightly.
"Love you too, my son"
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Euphemia Potter and Fleamont Potter
My headcannon - POTTER FAMILY
I always imagine James' mother as a very elegant woman with an aristocratic charm. After all, he was from the Black family. The type who doesn't raise his voice to be heard. She wore elegant dresses with pearls. Her nails were perfectly done and her hair was tied in a perfect bun. Red lips. Like Grace Kelly but with black hair. Even though from the outside she seemed very cold and inaccessible. She was an incredibly nice and empathetic person. Who just had hard skin.
James' father was completely different. he was crazy, full of life, energy and humor. He was always in a hurry and had a larger than life personality (like James). He drew from life like a lemon. He was always busy with some adventure, he couldn't sit still. He never gave a damn about how he looked, his shirt or hands were always dirty. He spent his days in his workshop, where he invented strange inventions and potions.
I think James was a lot like his father, but he had his mother's charm and posh.
James was their dream son. After many attempts, miscarriages and after they lost hope, he appeared. They were quite obsessed with him and were very protective. Mrs. Potter was especially sensitive about her only son.
When Sirius moved in with them, their family was already complete. They loved him as much as James. Mrs. Potter immediately asked Sirius to call her "Mom" when he moved in with them.
The Potters had dogs. They loved animals and had 5 dogs that they named after their favorite Quidditch players.
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Lily to The marauders: you're idiots, you know that?
Sisius: But we're your idiots, right?
Lily: Right
James: And yes, we Do know that
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Chapter 2: Day of Wrath
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A slow screech of metal filled the air as he did, and James spun again—just quickly enough to see the dagger emerge from its sheath...glowing menacingly in the soft lamplight.
James froze, his smile faltering. “Pete?”
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happy birthday, tata james!
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you ever see a ship you love so much and saying "i ship them" isn't enough. like no you don't understand they give me mental illness
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Sure the enemies to lovers Jily storyline is cool, but have we ever considered that maybe Petunia was the reason Lily kept pushing away James’ advances? If the one person who had once loved her more than anyone else could suddenly come to hate her then why would she give anybody else the power to hurt her in the same way?
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Fulcrum || Read on ao3 || 1.2K Words
James Potter was used to being the center of the world as he knew it. It wasn’t by any kind of careful maneuvering or begging for attention, it was just…natural. Like breathing.
Whipped this up for James Potter Week over on Twitter. I’ve been thinking about it as a spiritual companion to Idolum, a little character study I did on Lily.
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oh my God. It's wonderful.
James has a beard .. wow. ❤
Sirius is a sexy old man.
Oh my God.
Wonderful... I have no words. James has a beard
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It made my day ❤ 🧡 💛 💚 💙
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Happy 64 James!
He's posing with his dear wife, Lily, and in front of a wall covered of photos of his happy and full life!
@mppmaraudergirl last day of "All Alight with Happiness" week.
(Who's who under the line) and companion of this one
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All the best to James Potter. Who was my first fictional crash.
I hope you spend your 64th birthday with your grandchildren playing quidditch. (and that Lily just yells at you a little bit about how you're too old for this.)
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My Baby's Fit Like A Daydream - A Married Jily AU in the Call It What You Want Universe
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A short and sweet (I hope) drabble written for @mppmaraudergirl's Alight With Happiness Jily Fest! Thank you for all you do, Lauren! 💛
She raised her eyebrows at the sight that greeted her as she opened the door to her office, folding her arms, hip jutted to the side, she spoke: “I thought we agreed to use your office only. That mine was off limits?” “Potter,” he grumbled. The use of his last name in relation to her caused one of the corners of her lips to curl up, pleased as she was to share this name with him in a private setting. His eyes were closed and he looked crumpled in his dress shirt that she had ironed - he was useless in this department, used to ask Remus to do it but now the honour was all hers - only the night before. “The last thing I am capable of at this very moment is getting you off. I am just hoping to catch up on some sleep after I was kept up all night by our teething son.” A Call It What You Want Married Jily Sequel
Read My Baby's Fit Like A Daydream HERE. If you'd like to start with Chapter One of Call It What You Want, read HERE!
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Lily's too hot for one ship, fight me
I just can't
There's Jily, Jegulily, Pandalily, Marlily, etc. etc.
And I sit here and wonder 'why can't I ship her with all of them and myself' and suddenly I'm a multishipper who's also in love with Lily Evans
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Ok! James was maybe a little bit overprotective of Lily during her pregnancy... just a tad! And Lily was maybe a bit tired of it sometimes.
Day 4 : "Our little family"
For "All Alight with Happiness" week hosted by @mppmaraudergirl
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tiny and scary!
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the backlash against the backlash against the marauders fandom that's currently happening on tiktok is so weird. like wdym jily shippers are now annoying again? wdym people who criticize jegulus are weird? didn't we go through this years ago?? didn't we all grow up into more or less getting along or was that something I hallucinated lmfao
Let us do some mathematics.
As of 31 Dec 2018, there were 164 James/Regulus fics on AO3.
2019 - 205
2020 - 314
2021 - 969
2022 - 3,860 (year Crimson Rivers, biggest Jegulus fic, is published)
2023 - 10,887
2024 - 13,700+
There are now (March 2024) about half as many Jegulus fics as Jily. At 2024 rate of about 1000 new fics a month for Jegulus (difference between '24 and '23), there will be about 22,000 at the end of 2024. There are about 26,000 for Jily today. The rate is about 300/month. If Jegulus continues to grow at this rate it will out-fic Jily by the end of 2025.
Before 2021/2022, Jegulus was a rare pair. There is no "years ago" with Jegulus.
Jily shippers became "annoying" when Jegulus started tagging everything Jily, or bashed Jily and tagged Jily, or bashed Lily. Jegulus criticism came when Jegulus shippers said their ship could be canon or canon compliant.
We were getting along until Jegulus exploded and made it everyone else's problem.
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From the series "Characters that have a James Potter vibe for me"
Lenny Bruce from The marvelous mrs Maisel.
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James and Lily defied Voldemort 3 times! They were wariors, powerful and courageous! True Gryffindor at choir.
For the 3rd day of @mppmaraudergirl "All Alight with Happiness" week
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