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enbysiriusblack · 1 year

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"I needed you."

Sirius didn't turn to look at the boy staring right at them from across the astronomy tower, instead focusing on the distant stars. Stars that far away couldn't hurt them, couldn't need them, couldn't touch them and ask for just a little attention, advice, a hand to hold. Sirius knew any hand that clutched their own would fall and they'd be left in tears, all alone again.

"I still need you."

Sirius gritted their teeth, and gripped the bottle beside them. Regulus was an idiot, for that. He should know Sirius was unreliable, flimsy, incapable of helping. No matter how hard they'd try, their hand could never hold anyone. Not even themselves.

"Tell me to run away."

Sirius had to force themselves not to turn at that. Regulus running away? Leaving Grimmauld place? The idea... Sirius wanted to say yes. To tell their brother he could stay at the Potter's with them, or they could get their own flat, maybe even Andy would take him in. But what did that mean for Regulus? Would he become just like them? A worthless, friendless, alcoholic, lonely, disowned, family-less, spending every day and night regretting every decision he ever made? Would he kill himself? Sirius had wanted to, almost tried to but they had Regulus to stop them in the end. But with their positions switched? Sirius couldn't save anyone, he only destroyed them. And Regulus running away would destroy him, no matter how hard they tried to help, they'd be killing their brother.

"Don't. Don't run away", they heard the words coming out their sore throat.

Regulus swallowed dryly, "I'll die there, Sirius", his voice cracked.

Sirius restrained themselves from turning, "It'll kill you to leave."

Regulus collapsed right next to Sirius, pulling their face towards his and inspecting them.

Searching their eyes, Regulus frowned, "You look dead."

The corner of Sirius' lip tilted upwards, "exactly."

Regulus turned to the sky, "you're the brightest in the sky."

Sirius seemed to shrink inwards, "not anymore. Not after everything."

"You still are to some people... to the Potters, Pettigrew, Lupin."

Sirius snorted, bringing the bottle to their lips, "Definitely not Remus anymore. Think he hates me more than Snivellus now."

Regulus huffed, standing back up, "You don't think I should run away like you did?"

Sirius gave him a mocking smile, tilting their head and gesturing to themselves, "you like what you see? Think it did me any good, running away?"

"Do you regret it, then?"

"Every so often."

Regulus backed into the wall, closing his eyes in frustration, "What if I turn out worse if I stay there? What if I become just like our parents?"

Sirius threw the empty bottle down the tower and got out a fag and lighter, "You're too good for that, Reggie. You're the heart of the lion, the king of the stars and the jungle and fucking everything. All you gotta do is outlive our dear old parents and bam! You're rich and can do whatever the fuck you want!"

Regulus winced at the yelling, "Why didn't you do that then?"

Sirius sighed, looking back at the stars again, "Cause I'm a screw up, Reggie", he turned back to their brother, "But you're not. You're the best of us. Always will be."

"...I wanted to be just like you when we were younger. You seemed so free, brave, and recklessly happy; fighting like a soldier for something I could never work out."

Sirius snorted, "A pointless fight."

"I think you're still fighting it", Regulus hummed.

Sirius stubbed the cigarette, "I'm glad our parents didn't completely ruin you."

Regulus sat back down, "I guess that means maybe I can survive them, stay there to inherit everything and change the Black name."

"There ya go, Reggie", Sirius ruffled his hair, "Our great king saving us all."

#i feel like this back and forth happened all the time #regulus wants to run away and sirius tells him not to #then an hour later sirius will ask regulus to run away and regulus will refuse #they both know regulus wouldn't actually run away but its a nice thought for them sometimes #also did you like my soldier king poet hints in there??? regulus is definitely a king and i feel like sirius would be a soldier #but they'd want to be a poet so badly #marauders era #marauders #sirius black #regulus black #the black brothers #sirius black angst #regulus black angst #the black family #tw. alcohol #tw. mention of suicide

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luvrgirlfanfics · 11 months

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𝐋𝐔𝐕𝐑𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐒’𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋��𝐒𝐓

𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎! — hello and welcome to my tumblr page! i'm happy you chose to come to this account. under this info you will find my request status ( always feel free to request when open) , and the things i write, plus everyone/everything i write for. and feel free to stay here and read if you want to learn a bit about me!

𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐌𝐄 — hello my name is jillian, i am bisexual, my pronouns are she/they. my favorite colors are green and purple. my favorite shows are viva la bam, hellavator, puppet history, and wildboyz. my favorite movies are empire records, stand by me, peter pan ( 2003 ) , scream, any jackass movie, and the lost boys. my favorite books are maybe someday – colleen hoover, woman, eating – claire khoda, percy jackson, and harry potter. my favorite streamers/youtubers are billzo, ranboo, catibugzz, sneeg, garret watts, and coreyxkenshin. ( i’m also open to making some new friends maybe make some mutuals )

— if you ever need to talk to some and don't want to go to someone you know, feel free to send a message! we will send nothing but support, unles it's something homophobic, racist, political, and just all around rude.

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒 — open

prompt list

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

james potter — ( sacrifices pt.1 )

ellie williams — ( i’m sorry ellie… )

regulus black — ( smile! )

vance hopper — ( insecurities )

mitch kramer — ( cheap beer and weed )

dinger holfield — ( the first i love you ) , ( polar opposites ), ( astrology dates )

george weasley — ( just a bet pt.1 )

dean thomas — ( teases and kisses ) , ( why do you hate me? ) , ( smiles and dimples )

carl gallagher — ( cornrows and curls pt.1 )

jack harlow — ( never heard of him )

bam margera — ( quiet night )

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kaydincenerd · 1 year

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Seeing stars

James potter x y/n

warnings none cute idea so enjoy

James and y/n we’re sitting outside on the quitich pitch just finishing a night practice. Y/ln great shot you’ve improved so well it’s incredible. Why do you always call me by my last name James don’t worry I’ll call it something else one day and what day will that be my wedding day when y/ln turns to potter. Y/n pushes him your such a flirt. It’s a gift I know. Well I guess what do you mean you guess I’m the biggest flirt you know. Well I mean your not the only guy who flirts with me for fun. Y/n I don’t flirt with you for fun I do it cause I like you you know that. Ok well don’t get your hopes up I might fail school just cause of astrology I cant remember anything about them.

Well then I’ll teach you he speaks with a grin. How like this he then lays down in the middle of the field come on lay down. How is this gonna teach me about stars. By looking at them look he points that is the Big Dipper you see and look all the way over there that’s the Sagittarius.

What how do you know all of these. I live with the smartest kid and the richest kid in our grade. Sirius’s family tree has a bunch of people named after stars and has shown me so I don’t know. Y/n thought in her head why would a star be called Virgo and why is Orion over on that side.

After a while James sneaked y/n back to her dorm. And how do you plan getting back to your dorm without getting caught. He pulls out a cloak with this. He wraps it around himself and his body is gone.

Ok James good night hey where’s my good night kiss. No but why it’s not like I would be your first. Y/n makes a weird face as she stares at the floor. Oh my I would be your first that’s adorable. I just don’t trust a lot of boys James. Do you trust me well yes. Then may I kiss you you can’t just ask if someone wants to kiss you.

Well I don’t want to be rude I wasn’t raised like that. Well then I don’t know I don’t know how it works ok. Then let me show you he leans in his hands cup around y/n’s head and then bam y/n has had her first kiss. And she can cross off having her first kiss and stargazeing off the bucket list.

#The mauraders #mauraders #james potter #james potter x y/n #mauraders era #harry potter #dead gay wizards #the mauraders #remus lupin #wolfstar #atyd memes #sirus black #jegulus #hp fandom

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harveyhawkscripts · 4 months

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[AA4A] Rabbit Saves a Mouse Pt. 2 Galileo [Raccoons Speaker] [Rabbit Speaker] [Mouse Listener] [Mini Script] [12 Days of Scriptmas]

AN: So this is the end of the character set-up, but I’d love to use these characters again someday, don’t be surprised if you see them in future scripts ^-^

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- Okay for monetization

- Please credit me as Harvey Hawk :)

- Tweaks, improv, and pronoun changes are okay! Just please do not rewrite the script completely.

Synopsis: Sam brings Little Mouse home to the abandoned observatory. Here the listener meets the raccoon Galileo and learns about their past.

Key:

[SFX and Action]

Break - Listener response

(...) Longer pause

(Voice instruction)

Word Count: 514

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SAM

Galileo, we’re home!

GALILEO

(Cautious) We? What do you mean –? Oh. Sam, who is this?

SAM

This is Little Mouse, our new roommate.

GALILEO

New roommate. Right. And we discussed this when?

SAM

Oh, we didn’t! I found them on the way home. In fact, I saved them from being eaten by a snake. You should’ve seen me, Gal! The snake was all ‘hiss!’ and I was all ‘bam! Wa-pow!’

GALILEO

(Unimpressed, unconvinced) Uh-huh. I’m sure you gave ‘em blood and vinegar.

SAM

Sure did! All that fighting made me hungry, too. I’m going to fetch some snacks for us. Why don’t you introduce yourself to Little Mouse while I’m gone?

[Sam hops away]

GALILEO

(Sigh) I guess there’s no way around it. Looks like you’ll be staying with us, Little Mouse. I’m Galileo. Do you have a name, or are you just called Little Mouse?

I see. Well, just wait. I’m sure one will come to you in time.

My name? It was a gift from the man who owned this observatory. He took me in when I was just a kit in the trash, hungry and without a mother. He cleaned me up, fed me, and let me stay here. He was a good man, and he knew everything about the stars. It used to be the local school kids would come every week to learn from him. I loved those field trip days. I remember how the kids would scramble to feed me treats and astronaut ice cream. None of them had seen a raccoon as a pet before. Then Jim would set up his projector and the kids would ooh and aahh over the stars. It was great.

Yes, stars. Those lights in the sky? Have you… not seen them before?

Huh. Well, I suppose that makes sense if you’ve spent your entire life in the pet shop. Here, let me show you.

This is a telescope. Put your eye up to it and look through.

Amazing isn’t it? See those three brightest lights? Those are Betelgeuse, Procyon, and Sirius, and they make up the Winter Triangle. Here, let me just adjust this a bit… There!

That’s Orion, the great hunter. Those are his hounds, Greater Dog and Lesser Dog. Look, the big one is chasing a rabbit.

(Chuckles) Don’t tell Sam about that one.

The stars are how the heavens tell us stories. That’s what Jim always told me.

(Sadly) He died a few months back. Ever since then, the observatory has been abandoned. Only Sam and I ever come around here anymore. And you now, I guess.

It’s alright, Little Mouse, it was just his time. There’s nothing to be done about that. I just have to accept that he’s up there writing his own stories into the stars now. At least, that’s what I like to believe.

[Distant thump]

SAM

Ow!

GALILEO

Uh-oh. Sammy must be having trouble with the snacks. Come on, let’s go see if we can help them. Then we can fix you up a room.

Of course. This is your home now, after all.

You’re welcome, Little Mouse. Welcome home.

END

#script writing #asmr scripts #platonic #aa4a #mini script #12 days of scriptmas

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mediocre-daydreams · 2 years

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Hi Jen! Congrats on the milestone, I love the maximalist theme!! Can I please get a 🎏 for the marauders? My name is Ariba, I'm a straight female, she/her and I'm 20!

I'm fairly introverted and it takes me a while to warm up to people. I love reading, my room is filled with stacks of books. I especially enjoy true crime, poetry and Russian literature!I adore adventures, witty and playful banter, pulling harmless pranks, joking around and having indepth discussions on anything and everything. I love helping out and people come to me to vent or for advice and comfort. I'd consider myself really smart and I'm very ambitious; I love being the best at everything I do. I daydream a lot and I'm a hopeless romantic! I enjoy all forms of art and I have quite a few creative hobbies! I'm 5'9 and I have long and curly dark brown hair and brown eyes. I dress mostly in relaxed suits, blazers and coats and I love the occasional dress or sweaters layered over a white button down!

Thank you very much!! Congrats once again and I hope you have lovely day 💗

thank u ariba!! i hope u have a lovely day as well :) anyways....

my mind went woah…

𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬.

he’d first notice you at the sorting. you were a hat stall—you were ambitious like a slytherin, intellectual like a ravenclaw, creative and resourceful like a hufflepuff, but the hat settled on gryffindor. you were brave enough to try everything and bold in your self expression. BAM. he’d be infatuated. at first, he’d try to play it off as admiration or simply finding you intriguing, but it was obvious to everyone and himself that it was love at first sight (if you believe in that sort of thing—remus didn’t). i think you’d probably meet early on, during first or second year, and quickly become close.

you and remus would spend the first year of your friendship doing everything together because you had so much in common! remus never really talked to girls before hogwarts, so he freaked out when you invited him to your dorm the first time. then, he freaked out because he saw the stacks of books piled haphazardly across your room—you had an impressive collection. classics, foreign authors, poetry, and of course, an insane amount of books from flourish and blotts that you’d bought during their secondhand clearance sale. the two of you would start book exchanges, where you’d read a book from each other’s library and add to the existing annotations (he got you really hooked on annotating). remus was particularly curious about true crime books. he was a half-blood who grew up in isolation from the muggle world due to his lycanthropy, so he wasn’t familiar to “muggle entertainment.” he didn’t understand how somebody could possibly find true crime enjoyable; he preferred fantasy tales with happy endings, since his life already had enough struggle. if he were honest, he’d say he hated true crime with his whole being. but his love for you was stronger than his loathing for the genre, so he entertained you. ohhhh, but when you met the marauders… you were a menace. james and sirius had always been best mates, but it almost seemed like the duo became a trio once they’d gotten to know you. you had james’ love for mischief and sirius’ rebellious spirit, so when you weren’t spending time with remus, you could be found laughing loudly with your two new friends all over the castle. it was then, watching you get along with his friends so well, that remus let himself admit: he loved you. when you finally started dating, i think you and remus would have a hard time keeping track of each others’ clothes. your wardrobes were similar! some days, you’d wear a button down and wonder why the sleeves were longer than usual, or remus would slip into a sweater and wonder if it had shrunk in the wash. you didn't mind, of course. remus could be insecure about his clothing, which was often secondhand or old. when he saw you in his clothes, he found a new appreciation for them. you assured him you didn't mind, and you even took him to glad rags during the next hogsmeade trip and thrifted with him, chattering on about sustainability and environmental ethics. (he checked out a few library books on those topics afterward.) everyone could agree that the two of you were meant for each other in every sense—intellectually, creatively, and visually. bro, the two of you were so pretty together. remus loved your height; your forehead was the perfect place to kiss. he liked to play with your hair while he studied (one remus told sirius your hair was nicer than his.) for all your playfulness, i think you brought out a domestic side to him. he liked ironing your suits, sketching you as you daydreamed by the black lake, and having long, thoughtful conversations while he was stuck in the hospital wing.

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destourtereaux · 3 years

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his #1 best friend - james f. potter x fem!reader (part 1)

summary: james convinces you to fake date him in an attempt to make lily jealous. need i say more?

word count: 1.5k

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warnings: mentions of food and eating -- super fluffy tho!

read part two here!

a/n: helllo guys! this is my entry for @acosmis-t 's writing challenge (sorry isa i literally write like a mf snail). i combined this with a request from an anon who wanted some fake dating (which i was veeery happy to oblige~)

also,, i have a bad habit of making my james x reader fics waay longer than i envision them, so there will likely be a part 2 to this!

as always, REBLOG if you enjoy, it means a lot!

prompts:

16. “You took all the pillows so I’m using you as one.”

18. “You are crushing me right now.”

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"Y/L/N! Just the girl I wanted to see!”

You whip around to see a James Potter who was positively beaming, a huge grin on his face. You groaned. The last time you had seen him like this, your hair had been neon pink for almost a week afterwards; he had been sent to distract you while Sirius snuck the dye into your shampoo.

And so, your response was less than warm. “To what do I owe this pleasure, Potter?”

He pouted. “Aw, can’t a boy visit his #1 best friend for fun?”

You rolled your eyes. “Last I checked, my name isn’t Sirius, and I most definitely am not a Black. So, I’d say you’re in the wrong dorm, James.”

He laughed. “Alright, alright. However, I am indeed in the right place, because… well let’s just say Pads isn’t the right person for this job.”

“Oh brother, what are you up to?” you sighed. This was even worse than you had anticipated. If Sirius couldn’t even be bothered, you were sure you would like it even less.

James waggled his eyebrows, “okay, but promise you’ll hear me out before interrupting!”

Your curiosity got the best of you as you mimicked drawing a cross over your heart and plopped down on your bed, ready for the worst.

The boy’s eyes shine. “Heeeere’s the deal. You, me? We date for a few months and --”

“Absolutely not,” you cut him off, but before you could explain exactly why not, James clamps a hand over your mouth.

“Oy! What did we agree on? Hear me out first! It’s fake dating, alright? You don’t need to do it for real -- although I find it highly offensive that you’d reject me so quickly. It’s to make my Lily flower jealous, see? When she sees us together, she’ll realize her true feelings for me! Then we break up, I swoop back in with her, and bam, mission accomplished. It’s as easy as 1, 2, 3.”

You pried his hand off your face and shook your head fervently. “It’s not easy, James. It’s not even remotely plausible! You know we’re friends, that’s it. And why me? Everyone knows we’re always bickering -- heck, we’re doing it right now! There’s no way we’d pass as a couple.”

To your surprise, the boy is not the least bit deterred. “Pretty pleaaaase? There’s no one else that’ll work! Marlene wouldn’t be able to hide this from Lily, and Dorcas doesn’t even speak to me! With anyone else, it’d seem like it came out of nowhere, but you and I? We’re believable.”

You swallow. He knew exactly what he was doing with those puppy dog eyes, and god dammit because it was working. “I’ll think about it,” you finally conclude with a roll of your eyes, and James brightens.

“You’ll come around -- I know you love me, deeeep down inside,” and with that, the Gryffindor practically skips out of your room, leaving you wondering what on earth you had just (half) agreed to.

******

The next day, you headed down to the Great Hall for some breakfast. You were hoping that James had forgotten about it and moved on to his next big scheme, as he usually did, with the rate his gears turned.

But this time? Your hopes had been far too high. They always were with matters regarding Lily.

There was no greeting from James as you sat down. Instead, he looked at you again with those guile-free pools of hazel, and how could you refuse?

You groaned. “You little TWAT. Alright, alright, what’s in it for me?”

The boy beams and wraps an arm over your shoulders, squishing you into his side. “God, you’re the best, Y/N/N, honestly. Have I told you how much I love you?”

“Save it for Lils,” you waved him off. “Now answer me, ‘cause we both know I won’t be doing this for free.”

“Who do you think I am? An amateur?” he scoffed. “I come prepared, of course. How about… your homework, for a month. And I’ll treat you to something on the next Hogsmeade trip.”

You scrunch your eyebrows. “Try again, Prongs. You and I both know I have to help you with your homework, so forgive me for not believing that. And one treat for potentially months of faking this? No can do.”

“Okay, okay, fine. What if I pay for all our ‘dates’ for as long as we’re faking it?” James counters.

You grinned. “Now that’s more like it, Jamesie. We’ll see how you treat a girl.”

James rolled his eyes, “if I’d known that was all it took, we could’ve started planning yesterday!”

Better late than never, I guess. You shrugged and hid a grin.

******

Y/N and James’ Rules for Contractual Dating

1. Do not tell a soul (except Moony and Pads)

2. No actual kissing (HEY how am I supposed to show my affection then??)(I’M NOT SWAYING JAMES. You’re creative, you’ll find another way.)

3. Yes forehead and cheek kisses,, and hugs from behind <3 (The heart is a little excessive, don’t ya think?) (Oh don’t be a downer, love)

“James this is literally so dumb -- can’t we just go with the flow??”

“Do you WANT us to fail?? Suck it up, Y/N/N.

4. At least one date per week (and don’t forget who’s paaaaying!)

5. Do NOT fall in love (As if -- you’re worrying too much, Potter)

Signed,

Y/N Y/L/N James Fleamont Potter

And so, it began.

****** The next day, you headed down to the Great Hall as per normal, but this time, with a certain Gryffindor’s arm slung over your shoulders; much to everyone’s surprise.

You were trying to resist shoving his arm off, and James was absolutely reveling in the attention of course. Only Sirius and Remy were any wiser, Moony sending you a look of sympathy as you sat down. And there was no missing the widening of Lily’s eyes as she took in the scene.

This is going to be hard, you thought…

****** Except, it wasn’t very hard at all.

Over the next month, you and James were inseparable. You were hanging out almost everyday, stuck to each other like glue when you had the same classes. At quidditch games, he’d dedicate his shots to you, and most of the time, they managed to go in! You were certainly one of his biggest supporters, rivaled only, perhaps, by a certain Black. And the first thing James did after every game was run over to give you a hug. You always complained that he was sweaty and stank of it too, but you couldn’t help but hug him back.

Now that you basically spent every waking moment together, you couldn’t help but pay attention to his actions a whole lot more. You saw that way he helped younger students find their ways to class when they got lost and the way he stepped in whenever he noticed any injustice. You also noticed how he thanked the professors after every class and made sure to pick up a butterbeer for McGonagall on every Hogsmeade trip.

It was no wonder he was Head Boy. James was quite possibly the closest anyone could get to having a heart of gold.

And strangely enough, everyone around him was basked in that same light, because James was one of those rare souls who managed to share his shine with all he met. You saw it reflected when he held the door open for you, or when he comforted Sirius after a run-in with his dreadful cousins. And who could forget what he was doing for Moony every full moon?

You couldn’t believe that it had taken you so long to notice.

****** You were lying on a common room couch, reading a new muggle series you had gotten sucked into. In fact, it was so intriguing that you didn’t notice the quidditch captain return from practice. As James took in the scene, your vulnerable form, nestled in a pile of cushions, entirely entranced by the book in your hand, the corners of his mouth lifted. Whether it was a conscious response, no one knew.

And the next thing you knew, an 80kg object was landing on you, and you almost fell off the couch from the impact. You gasped and shielded your face before realizing that the “object” was a boy. A boy with unkempt hair and a pair of round glasses that you’d recognize anywhere.

“James! What in the world?! You’re literally crushing me right now, move, you big lump!” you prompted, your laugh muffled by his hair.

“Nuh uh. You took all the pillows, so I’m just using you as one. I reckon you’re more comfortable anyway,” the boy declines, looking up at you and grinning as he tucked his head into the crook of your neck.

You pulled yourself out enough to breathe, and set down your book. You wrapped an arm around him and ran the other hand through his hair. Oh god, what was happening to you?

****** read part two here! interested in my other works? see my masterlist!

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hrtbreakanniversary · 2 years

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cupid's arrow [james potter] ➵ intro

summary: they are a menace.

pairing: james potter x slytherin!reader

warning: nothing but chaos

⋘ ──── ∗ ⋅◈⋅ ∗ ──── ⋙

Cupid's Arrow

Investigation initiated by James Potter & Sirius Black

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CAROL SANDER, HUFFLEPUFF (SIXTH YEAR)

J : Explain in full detail the events that occurred that led you to Bibby Russo.

C: Why am I here?

S: Answer the question, Caroline.

C: You're not paying me to do this. And It's Carol, you git.

*A pause occurs*

C: You won't let me go until I answer, will you?

J: Exactly so.

C: Long story short. I told Cupid that I had this overdue crush on this girl. They only asked for her name and the next few weeks, she would help me lure her in.

J: So did you do any work? Or was it all the work of Cupid?

C: Mostly her. But I was the one who had to do the physical part of it. She gave advice and ways to "charm" her.

J: Does Bibby know?

C: She doesn't need to.

S: Well shit.

TOMMY HARRIS, SLYTHERIN (FIFTH YEAR)

S: So tell me how a goof like you got a girl like Summer.

T: Asshole.

J: Hey, answer the question.

T: Assholes.

S: Time is ticking, time is ticking. Because you do know that Summer Wilson had a boyfriend before you came along. That is a total catch. Quidditch captain of Ravenclaw. Full biceps and can we tall about those thighs-

T: Why don't you date him?

J: Look, we know it was the work of Cupid. How'd they do it?

T: I don't know, okay? I just followed whatever she said to do and then bam Summer was mine.

S: Damn, you think she could hook me up with Marlene?

T: Marlene? Please. Cupid is a miracle worker but that... that's impossible.

J: Sirius! Get off the boy!

T: Can I get out of here please?

S: Why? You're going to cry to Mummy?

J: One more question. How do you get a hold of her or him?

⋘ ──── ∗ ⋅◈⋅ ∗ ──── ⋙

Sirius stood along side his two spectacled best friends inside the Room of Requirement. The two had walked back and forth to find this room despite the curious onlookers. But the second that all the bystanders wondered off, that's when the door appeared and a single magenta mail box that stood on black bricks stacked atop of one another.

"This seems reliable." James mumbled under his breath.

Remus grimaced. "You sure you don't want to just apologize to Lily?". James sent Remus a look with a scoff,"Think I haven't tried that? She still thinks I'm a dickwad."

"You are."

"We should've brought Peter instead." Sirius rubbed his chin," He would've been less judgmental."

"He wouldn't be able to stomach this." James and Remus chimed in together before James took the first step and pulled out the rolled piece of parchment in his robe. He looked back at his accomplices to see if they had any disagreements to come along but both just looked the other and whistled into the air.

So he took another step and reached his arm forward to pop open the mail and placed it clear in the middle.

"What's the worst that could happen?"

⋘ ──── ∗ ⋅◈⋅ ∗ ──── ⋙

Your actions have consequences.

Like when Remus slid the answers during an exam to a boy who made his cheeks burn pink.

Like when Sirius could not stop his philanderer ways.

Like when Peter read something that was clearly not his.

Like when James made friends with someone for the wrong reasons.

Like when Y/N's lies caught up to her.

#james potter #James potter x reader #marauders era #lily evans #sirius black #remus lupin #peter pettigrew #james potter imagine #james potter one shot #james potter fic #marauders #aaron taylor johnson #andrew garfield #ben barnes #dane dehaan #harry potter #harry potter fic #harry potter fanfiction

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halfblood-princes-crown · 2 years

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Snape trauma rant

Warnings: mentions of abuse, sexual assault, domestic violence, and r@pe

Soooo…I just got finished watching Madea’s neighbor from hell and the whole time I couldn’t stop thinking about Severus.

(For those who don’t know, the play is about a foster mother (Ruth) that moves in next door to Madea and Aunt Bam. She was very abusive to the kids and neglected them.)

Also this is my POV and opinion so if you’re a Marauders stan pls don’t get whiny about it…

It was so interesting to see how these three kids reacted to the situation they were in. Ruth, their foster mother, would beat them and fail to feed them. She was also very verbally abusive. She would say stuff like “you are nothing” and “do you think you’re prettier than me? Well you’re not” and so many other things. NATURALLY the children didn’t respond well to being abused (go figure). They were rude and disrespectful towards people (ofc when the foster mother wasn’t around), and the oldest child(Karen) felt like she had to resort to stealing in order to feed her siblings and keep them satisfied.

I am by no means justifying being rude and disrespectful, but what kills me about Snaters is they are quick to point out what Severus does wrong, but they fail to understand that there’s a reason…something obviously went wrong in his life and this snark and vindictiveness is him projecting. He’s taking it out on others because he couldn’t (or felt he couldn’t) take it out on the people who caused him the pain. I’ve been through something similar but definitely not as extreme. One parent did me wrong, and since they weren’t there for me to take that out on…I took it out on the parent that WAS there…does that make me a bad person? No. I needed HELP…that’s what that means…I didn’t hate the parent that was there at all, I was acting out because I wanted the absent parent’s attention.

Then Snaters always say “oh well he should have consulted an adult if it was that bad for him”…..it’s not that simple I’m afraid. In the movie, all three kids were constantly threatened with beatings and even death in the occasion that they told anyone about the situation. That’s something that happens in real life…isn’t that what people talk about with sexual assault survivors? R@pe survivors? Domestic violence survivors? How they are afraid to come forward out of humiliation? Or fear of not being believed? How a lot of them are threatened? Why is any different now??? In the movie, it was the brother that decided to take the chance to get help, and it was the oldest (karen) that didn’t think it was a good idea…she was scared. It was heartbreaking.

When Ruth was exposed for being abusive, she admitted that she had been in a similar situation as a child. She was also a foster child, she was r@ped multiple times, and she was abused. And that got me thinking about the Sirius argument that’s used a lot… “well Sirius was abused, he didn’t turn out like Snape” if Sirius was abused then why’d he engage in the RELENTLESS bullying of another person? “He grew up” then why was he still engaging in the childish name calling as an adult? “Snivellus”…making fun of ones appearance. “Well Severus made fun of Hermione’s appearance!” And that makes it ok for Sirius to do it? With that logic it was ok for Snape to do it because James and Co. did it…that’s not how that works, bestie. I think we can all agree that Sirius needed help…therapy…right? So why is it any different for Severus? If Mr. Black isn’t a bad person in your eyes then why is Severus?

Now of course Tyler Perry has his big life lesson speech moments in his plays so here’s what he had to say (it’s a lot):

There are mentions of god. I’m not religious, I’m just telling you what was said

Regarding speaking up

Madea: hunny tell her. Tell these people. (these people: CPS)

Karen: Why!? They don’t care about us!

Madea: That ain’t true, hunny. Tell them, and if you run up on somebody and that’s who you tell and they don’t care, tell somebody else. And then tell somebody else, and eventually you gonna run up on somebody that care, hunny. Keep telling people. Keep reaching out for people, for people to be there to help you. There’s somebody that god will send to help you.

Regarding the effects of abuse on children

Ruth: Why not talk to them like that, Patti? Huh? Somebody talk to me like that my entire life Patti, but guess what baby, I’m a winner. Look how I turned out! They talked to me like that everyday but look at me baby, I’m on top of it!

Madea: You know what’s the craziest thing you saying? You think you got it together…you crazy as hell. You think you up top of the mountain? Im getting ready to choke you all the way down to the bottom of it, cause you have lost yo damn mind.

Ruth: What you chokin me for? Huh? All I did was put them on punishment. Yea I put them on punishment, but that’s what’s wrong with children these days! They don’t know-

Madea: girl…shut up with that foolishness. Shut up with this foolishness right now. There is a difference…hear me good when I say this…between punishing a child, and doin what the hell you doin. That is abuse. You have to know where the line is, hunny. All that stuff, that’s abuse, do you understand? You don’t do that to no child! You don’t do that! Have you lost yo mind? Got them down in the basement. Stop it, it is awful. Learn the difference, hunny. But that’s alright, you gonna have time to learn the difference because getting ready to be on lockdown, you goin straight to jail.

Ruth: Say- what- what

Clay: The police are on their way

Ruth: Wait a minute. Y’all called the police on me?

Madea and Bam: HELL YEA

Clay: And not only that, I’m gonna talk to the DA about prosecuting you for the money that you received for the children

Ruth: Prosecuting me for some what!? Prosecuting me for some mon- baby I spent all that money on those children, and if they standing up in my house telling you that I’m putting my hands on them, they lying on me! I don’t understand why they just gonna stand over here and lie on me, talkin about I beat them! Are you kidding me?…Look I was just tryna help these children.

Madea: How the hell you helping them by talkin about them like they a dog and beatin them and doin all that?

Ruth: I put a roof over their heads when didn’t nobody want them lady.

Madea: You know what, you crazy as hell. You sound like somebody’s stupid parent..think just because they give they child a roof over their head that they can dog them out and talk to them any kinda way and do anything they want to them. That is crazy as hell, hunny. You got to be careful with these children. Let me try to make you understand this. You gotta watch the children that’s been neglected and outcast and givin up on and thrown away and left to die and left for nothin. Watch out for those kinda children, cause that’s usually where god will put the blessing, in those kinda children. Do you understand?

Ruth: you don’t know me ok. You don’t even know what I’ve been through!

Madea: Whatever the hell you been through does not give you the right to pass your pain on to nobody else hunny. Especially no child. Somebody got to stop it, hunny. Somebody got to say “this is enough”.

Ruth: Look, I was in foster care just like they were, ok.

Madea: you think that make it ok? That makes it worse, girl.

Ruth: You can’t judge me, lady.

Madea: oh I’m not about to judge you. Imma let the judge judge you….that makes it worse, you’ve been where they are AND you gonna treat them like that? That’s crazy as hell. Let me tell you something, I would rather you leave me out on the street in the cold, then to bring me up in yo house and treat me like I’m nothing.

Ruth: I didn’t mean to hurt them, ok.

Madea: stop that lying, I can see it all in ya attitude. You meant to do just what the hell you meant to do

Ruth: Look, I was beatin…I was r@ped so many times I can’t even remember, ok. Somebody talked about me, and said I wasn’t gonna be nothing my entire life.

Madea: And how did that make you feel when that happened? Did it make you feel good? Did it make you feel like you were worth something?

Ruth: No

Madea: When they talked to you like a dog, did that tear your self esteem down?

Ruth: yes ma’am, it did

Madea: yes it did, yes it did. What the hell you think you doin to these children? You think just because they children you can talk to them any old kinda way? Let me tell you something, when you are raising a child, you give them a bag to pack. Everything you do, you put something in that bag. It’s like you giving them a lunchbox then sending them off to school, but the bag you packin is for their LIFETIME. So everything you give them, they will carry for life. Do you hear me? What are you giving your child? What are you putting in the bag? You supposed to be putting in love and faith and peace and temperance, and all that stuff in it. But what you doin is giving them hell to carry, so when they get grown all they got is a bunch of bags that they can’t do nothing with and don’t nobody wanna be bothered with them and don’t nobody wanna be around them, because of what you’ve gave them. You ought to be ashamed of yourself. There is a (couldn’t understand word) that you are passing down from generation to generation. It’s got to stop somewhere, and who gonna stop it if you don’t stop it?

Now I completely realize that people are gonna “Severus=Ruth” but it goes both ways. Ruth can also represent Sirius to an extend as well. I don’t care how young he was. He was old enough to know that what he was going through at home was painful and that he didn’t like it, but he was also old enough to realize he was putting someone else through that, regardless if he knew of Snape’s domestic situation or not. Then he was still stuck in his ways towards Severus as in adult and never thought it would be mature to apologize. Same with Severus. He was vindictive and made a lot of poor decisions. But they both needed help…whether it was therapy or somebody telling them about their ass like Madea did. Ruth “didn’t mean to do it” but she did, because that’s all she knew…that was her bag that people in her life packed for her. Somebody needed to step in and tell both Severus and Sirius that their bags were packed wrong. That’s the problem, nobody corrected them. That’s the effect of a bystander.

And again I’m not saying Severus is perfect. I know I act like he is for the shits and giggles, but trust me, I love and recognize his flaws as much as I love and recognize his good, because his flaws are what made him…him. And you can’t say “I love you” without loving what makes them…them. I love you means I love all of you, and I absolutely love Severus Snape as a person. I couldn’t care less if you hate him because I still don’t like the Marauders, but I just hate that the 4 people who assisted in putting shit in Sev’s bag don’t get held accountable… how Severus is the one to blame for everything. He spent years protecting Harry without expecting nothing in return, he obviously cared to some extent. He just didn’t know how to show it. I wish he could’ve gotten help. He probably would have been a little happier.

And I hate the argument that us Snape stans use his redemption to excuse his behavior. That’s wrong..lord forbid I say the same thing about Marauder stans. His redemption showed us that just because you’re bag is filled with fuckery, doesn’t mean the good someone put in there won’t shine through ✨✨✨

#I don’t like Sirius but he deserved therapy #they both did #pro snape #sirius black #severus snape #hp fandom #pro severus snape #anti snaters #snape community #professor severus snape

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vaindumbass · 3 years

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The ministry is good for one (1) thing... getting Tonks a date

‘Why-’ Tonks says to the head that is currently sticking out of her fireplace, ‘Why did you ask me for this job.’

Charlie doesn’t even hesitate before answering. ‘Because you speak French fluently, and because you love me and therefore couldn’t say no.’

Mentally, Tonks curses out the Black family and their fucked up traditions. Why French, of all things? Then she corrects herself and blames her mother instead, for keeping this particular tradition. Couldn’t she have gone hunting when she was ten, instead? Bella always thought that was great fun.

Out loud, she replies. ‘I could’ve said no. If I wanted to.’

‘So you want to do this? Good to hear! You can always thank me later, a gift basket would be nice-’

Tonks scoffs at Charlie’s way too wide grin, a laugh threatening to crack out on her face too. ‘You know what, Charlie?’

‘What?’ he says, smugly, as if he’s won.

‘You weren’t completely wrong. I couldn’t have said no.’

‘I know.’

‘You were wrong about one thing, though.’

The fire crackles as Charlie cocks his head. ‘Well?’

Tonks pulls her face into something sad and melancholic to the best of her ability, and looks dramatically into the distance. ‘I don’t love you.’

Charlie’s gasp is loud enough that Tonks almost fears that he’ll douse the flames, somehow. ‘How dare you! Was all this…. a lie?’ After he has stared morosely into the flames for a while, though, he asks: ‘But seriously, babe, what is it?’

The back of Tonks’ shoulders itches a little now that they aren’t joking anymore, and she feels a bit too closely scrutinized. ‘It’s not that bad, okay? You don’t have to look so worried.’

Charlie still looks worried.

‘It’s just- remember how you asked me so that I could translate what she would say?’

‘Sure.’

‘Well, since she’s here partially to improve her English, she told me that I wasn’t really needed.’

‘Okay.’ Charlie says, ‘And?’

‘What do you mean?’

‘You wouldn’t be bothered this much by that. I know you, can’t fool me.’

‘Okay so I may have-’

‘May have or you did?’

Tonks ignores him, words spilling out of her. ‘I may have spilled my coffee on her. And she’s so fucking pretty, Charlie, and confident, which I’m apparently attracted to?’

‘There we go,’ He mutters under his breath. Tonks isn’t done.

‘And she doesn’t sugarcoat stuff, you know? So logically I know that she means it when she says that it’s okay, and that she doesn’t mind me ruining her clothes, but what if she secretly hates me now?’

‘Mhm.’

‘She was perfectly kind, though, and have I mentioned how good-looking she is? Name is Fleur, by the way, and sure looks aren’t everything, I change mine on the daily, but the way she looks when she smiles… Only, there’s no excuse for me to stay around her, anymore, and now I’ll never see her again, and she’ll only remember me as that horrible person who ruined her day.’

Charlie’s laugh rings around the room, warm and comfortable, and some ash gets on the carpet when he finally decides to just step out of the fireplace. ‘I’m going to have to stop you there, babe. You’re not just here to speak the language of love-’ After these words, there’s a horrible eyebrow wiggle, and Tonks makes and even weirder face back, just because she can. ‘- but also to show her around!’

‘I don’t even work here anymore! It really is weird that you couldn’t find anyone else who speaks French. I mean- Sirius does?’

‘Yes,’ Charlie responds, while walking around in her house in that comfortable way of his, easily settling down on her couch, ‘because I know Sirius so much better than I know you.’

Tonks lifts up his legs so that there is some space for her to sit, and then keeps one hand curled around his ankle, the other gesturing wildly, almost hitting the lamp that stands near. ‘I don’t know! You both like animals, right?’

‘You know very well that Sirius has adopted a hippogriff. Now, if it’d been a dragon-’

‘Fair enough,’ Tonks says, because while she loves Charlie’s ranting there’s still one topic she’d like clarity on, ‘But still, aren’t there people who speak French and, like, actually work at the ministry?’

Charlie purses his lips. ‘Maybe. But while I am very aro ace I still have eyes and she’s indeed very pretty, and you are very single, so-’

He can’t even finish the sentence before Tonks has thrown a pillow at him. He throws one back, of course, and soon enough they’re two adults in a full-on pillow war, laughing up and until Tonks accidentally punches Charlie in the face.

She gets him some ice and then they just cuddle on the couch for a bit, legs intertwined, and as Charlie tells her about the proper way to clip a dragon’s toenails, she gets a feeling as if she might just be able to handle the whole Fleur thing.

~~~

Tonks is not able to handle the whole Fleur thing.

They don’t spill their coffee again, they’re trying to be careful now, but she’s already confusing departments, and accidentally pressing all the buttons in the lift, which isn’t really appreciated by anyone.

Fleur just laughs at that. ‘How did you press all of them?’

‘I was-’ Tonks stammers, ‘I was trying to hold on to something so I wouldn’t fall.’

‘Why not hold on to me?’ Fleur asks, a thick French accent coating her words, and Tonks just stares for a while. Is this flirting? Is it a joke that Tonks is simply too dumb to get? Should they respond to this with ‘but then I wouldn’t have fallen for you’ and some finger guns?

Tonks only knows the answer to that last one (it’s ‘no’, in case that wasn’t clear). ‘It’s- erm- I mean-’

Fleur just smiles at them in a way that Tonks wishfully thinks might be flirtatious. Tonks is suddenly very glad blushes don’t really show up on their dark skin.

A voice calls out ‘Department of Magical Games and Sports’ and Tonks and Fleur get out, because this was the next part of the tour.

Fleur, her eyes lingering on the various posters hung on the walls, says, ‘Aren’t people here supposed to be impartial? This must be inefficient.’

‘For sure,’ Tonks says, never one to defend the ministry, ‘it’s all a bit shoddy, as if it’s taped together with duct tape.’ (They very carefully pronounce that last word. Who knows, maybe muggle knowledge will impress Fleur?)

‘Then why do you work for it?’

A laugh curls Tonks lips. ‘I don’t! Me and Moody, that’s my old mentor, have opened a sort of private detective office.’

They aren’t even walking through the corridor anymore. One quidditch poster (The Chudley Cannons) is slightly crinkled where Fleur’s shoulder is leaning on it. She throws a bit of her long blonde hair over her shoulder. ‘Then why are you giving me a tour here?’

With a bit of a crooked grin, Tonks answers: ‘Like I said, a bit shoddy.’

Tonks likes the fact that they’re talking now, likes it very much, and therefore they try to lean on the wall just as casually as Fleur does, but they miscalculate, and the ground suddenly comes at them with an alarming speed.

‘Watch out!’ Fleur says, from somewhere very, very close, a flowery smell suddenly surrounding them. One of Fleur’s arms is around their upper arm, the other one curled around their waist. Fleur is very warm. Coincidentally, so are Tonks’ cheeks.

They get up quickly, trying not to elbow Fleur, avoiding eye contact just a little bit. ‘When you said I could hold on to you, I didn’t think I’d need it this quickly.’

Fleur snorts. ‘I am not all too surprised, honestly.’

‘That’s fair,’ Tonks' heart is still beating wildly.

There’s a bit of a silence, and Tonks wrecks their brain for something to talk about. They don’t want this to be over just yet. Luckily, Fleur speaks up.

‘How is being a metamorphmagus? I am part-Veela, and I know other magical beings are immune for that, but I do not know much more. What do you change most often?’

‘My hair,’ Tonks laughs, raking a hand through it (short and a deep blue today), ‘It’s partly apart from my body, in a way, so it takes a bit more effort to change, but once it’s a different colour it stays that way without any effort.’

Fleur cocks her head. ‘It takes effort to change?’

‘For sure. Not all that much, but if I change too much for too long I get a headache. I would never change my skin tone, but if I did I’d get really grouchy, most probably. Oh! And I sometimes change my nose and such as a party trick.’

‘Sounds fun,’ Fleur says, a smile playing on her lips. Tonks seriously considers changing their nose into the one of that squid in the cartoon Hermione showed her, before realizing that that wouldn’t impress Fleur, but rather the opposite.

‘It is! But I get tired if I do it too much. That’s also why, on days that gender is-’ Tonks makes a vague hand gesture, ‘- I sometimes wear a binder, because while I can make my chest flatter, sometimes I’ll be concentrating on some work and suddenly, bam!’ They mimick an explosion in front of their chest, pushing their hands forward.

Fleur snickers. ‘Poor you.´ That sounds like the end of the conversation, but Tonks has finally had enough time to get their brain to work again, and they’ve come up with a new topic.

‘So, what are you here for?’

‘Did you not get that information?’ (Tonks had never said it was a good topic)

‘No, I did, but I thought you might be able to explain it better?’

‘Oh.’ Fleur says, ‘well, I am looking into the practical applications of magic, but specifically on magical creatures. Dragons, for example, can be lured to sleep with a sleeping charm, but can resist most hexes without any effort.

‘Giants, who can also resist hexes, can easily resist a sleeping charm, but curses can seriously harm them, and that’s already fascinating, but I’m going to look into what effects other kinds of magic have, outside of wizardry, starting with Veela magic, because I happen to possess that, and that's not even talking about how that magic works. Only female Veela have any sort of non-wixard magical power, but the magic is not stored in the uturus as one might think, because I do not have one, but still have magic. How does the magic know that?’

Fleur had been talking slowly and deliberately ever since Tonks had met her, as if she was weighing the words, remembering the pronunciation, but now she talks faster, a flush on her cheeks.

‘But I'm getting of topic. I will mostly work with stuff like: why does Veela magic affect unicorns but not dragons? Why does it affect giants but not metamorphmagi? And if it doesn’t affect metamorphmagi, then why do you still get so flustered?’

‘I-’ Tonks says, ‘Erm-’

‘Do not worry,’ Fleur says, smiling ever-so-slightly, ‘I think I know the answer. Would you like to go on a date with me?’

Honestly, Tonks didn’t think a dingy corner lined with quidditch posters could ever be romantic, but Fleur makes it work, with the soft lighting on her cheek, and that fucking gorgeous smile on her lips. ‘Yes,’ they answer (was there ever another option?), ‘I’d like that very much.’

In a sudden rush of courage (what are they, a gryffindor?) they ask: ‘Can I kiss you?’

Fleur nods, and they discover that yes, Fleur’s smile tastes as wonderful as it looks.

#flonks #in my timezone its still femslash february so im saying it counts #even tho this isnt completely FEMslash yall get what i mean #fleur delacour #nymphadora tonks #charlie weasley #to anyone wondering: yes this is what prompted the 'charlie weasley calls his friends 'babe'' post #and im right!!!!#oneshot #mywriting #i took hp lore and RAN with it #fleur is just so smart tho.... that deserves its own place #and moody and tonks ruining a private detectives business is actually something that can be so personal-#also just so yall know charlie doesnt work for the ministry EITHER the reason why he could still get tonks the job is. well.#its explained in the story

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tiphprince · 3 years

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I have many thoughts and feelings about snape leaving Hogwarts. (I would write it but one I am well lazy and I have this weird internal conflict but yes anyways) I will be signing of as 🤺 (this is so long I am so sorry)

So for scene + background purposes : both the mud blood incident and the werewolf prank happens at the 5th year and I guess eileen leaves him. And snape is in this absolute bedroom depression because rn he can't stand himself, there is no scope and like he knows what possibilities lies in both sides but rn he's craving for fimilarity and the only person who he hates that he's connected to is his father right. They both have this anger that eileen leaves them in spinners end and one of them is free. So he does something he hasn't done ever since he met Lilly : he takes a chance and applies to ilvermony he knows he won't get in he's so sure (until he gets proven wrong). And when he gets that letter that says ACCEPTANCE he somehow empathizes with the women who first introduces magic and the same women who ran away from this horrid place and figures that eileen is a clever witch and she's probably okay of not she'd be back or they would find out that she's dead.

He knows that he's meant to be alone (he does the paper work for a transfer alone, he packs alone and he celebrates alone on his departure by allowing himself to feel something when he buys himself a small plum cake) and he feels incredibly small when he enters the ministry where he meets the headmistress but he's hopeful.

And ilvermony is big and it's grand and it's so much more accepting. On his first day he meets a brown eyed girl who's made him feel absolute concern and exasperation in 14 minutes of meeting her (why do you think that England is a sad place he asks her and she simply looks at him dumbly saying your two weather's are rain and heatstroke, and he can't help but agree with her) but he can't help but feel light. There is no Potter, no black no werewolf and maybe his life is worth something. And he's less alone (he doesn't ever say it out loud because he's scared after all he is someone who's great at ruining friendships) because he makes friends some who understand the guilt and the shame and the anger he is carrying while others (and some really good adults) just know that it's not fair that you should treat your own life like this and now he's able to speak about his regrets his guilt to those closest to him 'what you did was wrong but I also think it's wrong that you have been told that holding on to the guilt is the only way you can forgive yourself, I think you have hurt yourself enough' she says to him and there is an absolute pin drop silence until severus takes all the courage to say i think I need help.

Flash forward it's 2 years later in Hogwarts and a ripple effect occurs.

Regulus black feels at first a great deal of anger towards snape because he managed to escape this. Narcissa and lucius understand but they will never admit it. But snape left their snape this tiny greasy kid from coke worth felt his life was worth more or if not he believed in enough spite to take some direct action. That spite is what drove them to stay effectively neutral and hint on supporting dumbledore despite a war that there in the horizon. James and Lilly are together, the loss of friendship leads to a kinship which lead to a romance while Sirius and Remus are okay but they aren't. And Peter well he's shifty ( some days if not most days they all find it liberating to pretend that snape doesn't exist)

And now they all in this campaign to promote unity are in advanced muggle studies class, regulus black is the only slytherin and its painfully obvious on what's to come. And charity Burbage who is this cheery hufflepuff decides to do her video essay on schools but she has this pen pal who is in ilvermony and who's willing to help to show off her school and the people she loves (do you fucking see where I am going with this?????)

And BAM it's this heartfelt Supercut of her favorite places and the people she loves and meets there are snippets of their endearing conversations. And everything is okay until severus snape the boy who left at 15 is smiling at the one recording the video and is sitting casually at a sofa 'hey sev what do you gotta say about Americans' your tea sucks, and to think you would learn from the Boston tea party incident. And the rest of the video shows more people but it's severus who makes the video so much better and so much worse. Because she records his laughter, his joy but it's them who have this weird gut feeling and Lilly cant help but hold James hand tightly and James can't stop staring at the same boy he hurt.

And Lilly comes into this horrible but truthful realization that she's feeling what her ex best friend feels (the disbelief when she can't understand why can't she see him like this, the same way snape felt when he couldn't understand what Lilly saw in James) because there is so much betrayal she feels when he watches him smile at other people and can't understand why couldn't the snape that they are seeing in this video be the one who went at Hogwarts with them??? and James has to see this version of snape he hasn't seen before and thinks maybe they could be friends. And Lilly at that moment doesn't want to answer the question : he's happier because he's away from this place, the same place you love. Would you ask him to leave earlier knowing he could be happy like this?

The video is over and its regulus black who looks so pensive and has this look of hope that maybe goods thing can happen says in a too quite class because everyone knows : I haven't seen him smile like that at all. The bell rings and they just go on and walk a little bit more heavier because all they can think of Severus snape, the boy who escaped and the one who isn't coming back .

🤺🤺🤺🤺

Okay so... this was a completely unsolicited surprise in my inbox the other day, but damn if I didn’t love every single part of it!

I HAVE SO MANY THOUGHTS ABOUT OUR BOY SAYING FUCK IT AND LEAVING HOGWARTS

For the the other characters it doesn’t change that much, Lily still ends up with James, the Marauders are sad that their favorite target is gone but they get over it quickly, the other Slytherins don’t give a fuck about the poor and dirty halfblood, and the teachers... well, they’re as useless as usual.

But our baby! It’s awful for him at first, the fact that he suddenly finds himself so far away, and so alone, from everything he’d ever known, even the bad. Because at least he knew what to expect at Hogwarts and at home, it was all about the evil you know, and adventure is definitely not his thing.

I’ve always been in love with the “was gone for several years, and came back a changed man” (must be the Naruto fan in me), it’s a bit like anon’s video here, a way to show everyone what they missed, the huge mistake they made in hurting this kid who just wanted to be left alone

I want to see the Marauders praising this dude from America before learning that it’s Snape because he doesn’t look anything like what he used to (meaning he actually looks like a functioning human being).

I want to see Lily, high and mighty with her perfect husband and her son on the way, frown when she recognizes her former best friend laughing and smiling with another girl, looking happier than he’d ever been with her.

I want to see Slughorn in shock when the best potions master of his generation is revealed to be the weird ass teen he’d dismissed on the first day because he didn’t have a powerful family name.

Basically, I want every character who ever underestimated Snape, who ever hurt him, to, if not regret their actions, then at least realize that there was something more to him even back then, that if only he’d been given a chance he could have become that amazing person right here in the UK and not halfway around the world.

Also, I want Snape to not forgive them. Maybe he has to work with them for one reason or another, and he acts just civil enough to not outright provoke and insult them, but he’ll never forgive and he’ll never forget.

#lots and lots of feelings #Anonymous #snape #severus snape #ask #pro snape #snapedom #harry potter

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amenomiko · 3 years

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Thank you for the request @seulgi008

Underground Hero MC

Lancelot

Hero's Name: Silver Sky

Power: Lightning user / summoner

Weakness: If she sneezes / afraid / surprised, someone will be a zap victim

⚡⚡⚡⚡⚡⚡⚡⚡⚡⚡⚡⚡⚡

Despite being a S-Class Hero with an amazing power, she is someone who is timid and shy. It took Lancelot and red army as a whole to NOT offend and be wary around her.

She is both a blessing and a hazard to herself and her surroundings. That is why.

Her entrance to cradle-- well of course, it will reach to Amon's evil ears, but the moment she is kidnapped, he was curious of why Lancelot didn't give any feedback for it. "Heh, usually you will insist to do things your way; how convenient of you to let me do what I wanted." The latter said, pulling MC by force where coincidentally his hair brushed against her nose--

"Wai- wha- haaa- haaa- HAAACHIU OAO!!!"

*ZAPPPPPP*

Amon's current state: ♨///(//☉///д///⊙//)///♨ *sizzle*

Magic disciples: LORD AMON Σ(ﾟДﾟ；)!!!

"Eeeeekkk QAQ!! I'M SORRY, IT WASN'T MY INTENTION!!"

Lancelot: ....MC. Come here.

MC: Oh- OH okay QAQ..! *Hugs Lancelot* My King..! I was so afraid ˚‧º·(˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ )‧º·˚!!

Lancelot smiles while rubbing her back, "It's alright now Alice. Take a deep breath and calm dow-- *ZAPPED*"

Imagine Jonah nearly faint to see his King in sizzling state when they return after that.

Edgar

Hero's Name: Puppeteer

Power: Mind control

Weakness: Slight amnesia when she overused her power

🃏🃏🃏🃏🃏🃏🃏🃏🃏🃏🃏🃏🃏

"MC, now..!"

*Bing*

Jonah, who's about to walk towards Lancelot's room make a turn to the left, and went down the stairs with the most stoic face ever.

Both Edgar and MC look at one another with a grin before making their way to Lancelot's office. The King of Hearts wear the same knowing grin the moment they entered the room, especially towards the red stash from Edgar's pocket. "Mission accomplished, My king OwO7! Le Queen has been defeated so this gummies can be delivered without any disturbance!"

Lancelot chuckled, taking the stash into his pocket as he commented "Good job. I see you have controlled his mind to go elsewhere?"

Meanwhile, Jonah:

*Currently staring into an opened fridge* (´・ｪ・｀) ........

Chef: Uhh.. Do you want me to make some light meal, My Queen ಠಿ_ಠ?

And later, when Jonah snapped out of it..

"MC! Edgar! How could you do such dirty trick to give those unhealthy thing to our King ᕕ(OAO)ᕗ!!!"

"Kyaaaa!!! Run Edgar Run (/>w<)/!! Whoops~~~!" *Turn around and cast another power to get Jonah into all fours*"

Jonah: ┌(┌O_O)┐.....

Edgar: Ehh.. Alice, that's a bit.. MC?

MC: OwO.....? Who are you? Where am I?

Yes, of all the time to get amnesia. Cue running scene of Edgar carrying confused MC in his arms with Jonah who's chasing them despite in all fours (Creepy).

Sirius

Hero's Name : Florauna

Power: Both animal and plants summoner

Weakness: Animal may go haywire if she emits negative energy (crying / afraid / angry) and plants come to live (as in have eyes and mouth) to attack her enemies

🐶🌲🐱🌳🙊🌿🦆🍎🍅🍄🌼🌷🍉🌸🌸

Ever since she have arrived in Cradle, Sirius somehow worship her as Goddess of Nature-- particularly when she uses her power, obviously.

It took the rest of the black army to hold back their laughter from watching the mesmerized Sirius, THAT usually calm and composed Sirius to go (　☉д⊙)✨✨✨ whenever MC tend to the flowers in the garden and make them bloom in mere seconds. Some of the flowers even grow out of nowhere when she walk, or even just by standing in one place.

Not to mention all of their pets instantly surrounds her, behaving like they never cause any mischief before, especially Sirius's pet raccoon.

Everything was perfect. She voluntarily help around with her power during war, especially when it comes to growing vegetables and flowers with Sirius and all.. Until..

"Eeeh- you are 30?? That makes you OLD just like Sirius! Heheheh no offence though." - Our Fenrir said this.

Before Sirius could smack him with a pan, her voice snap the silence. "Old.. Old you say? You.. YOU..!!!"

"Eeeehhh why is the room shaking-- is it an earthquake--"

"I don't know-- GAH SETH GET OFF OF ME OAO!" - Luka

*CRASH*

"EEEEKKKK JUST WHERE THIS HUGE ROOTS CAME FROM 😱😱😱😱😱!!!" Suddenly there was a huge root of plant, growing and crashing into the lounge room of black army, where it turned out to be

Fenrir: *saw what it is* GYAAAAA MC I'M SORRY ((((;゜Д゜)))!!!

MC: FENRIR YOU PINK HEAD IDIOT QAQQQQ!!!

And BAM!

Dear Fenrir were punched by a huge tomato that has bulky arms and legs. Hairy too.

Oliver

Hero's Name: Yuki Onna

Power: Snow Element User / Summoner

Weakness: The amount of snow varies. If she feels calm, it will be a soft petals, and if it's anything negative, she might create a blizzard in a room

❄❄❄❄❄❄❄❄❄❄❄❄❄

Meeting her was a challenge. A HUGE challenge.

Oliver, who is known to be super contrary and rude to people in general, force himself-- yes, FORCE himself to control his mouth whenever he is around MC.

At first, he thought her power and background story is ridiculous, until MC froze the whole surroundings of his working room (and it took almost EVERYTHING to be broken due to the low temperature).

Ever since then, he is careful around her. Even if it will be an annoying thing whenever she come by to visit his workshop, he just have to.be.patient.

Somehow things slowly made its way to his heart. He teased her every now and then, tease out of love, no matter how he stubbornly denies it. But one day when he acknowledged it..

"Wah-" She burnt her tongue.

"So much for having a cat-tongue eh? Or was it for being a Yuki Onna?"

"....Hmf."

"Come here. Let me have a look at it. Stick out your tongue."

"Huh? What for-"

He kissed her right there right then.

"...Mmf- Mmf O//////O????"

POOOF!!

The room surrounded by a huge pile of snow after that.

Harr

Hero's Name: Creatria

Power: Ability to make something come true just by wishing on it, and also have the ability to turn it back before the wish is made.

Weakness: Random wish might come true if she is in unfocused state, and such wish will go haywire.

📚📚📚📚📚📚📚📚📚📚📚📚📚✨

Fatigue.

That's the best word to describe his current state ever since seeing and witnessing MC's power.

Loki may find it amusing whenever the wish had gone haywire; thinking it was fun. But to Harr...? It is like taking in 100 kids instead of two. Why? Because this is why:

"You couldn't get fish today? Aww.. Well.. I wish there's 10 fishes got hooked on your fish line tomorrow. Or maybe 100?? Wait that's too much. Make it 50 then (o^∀^o)!"

Then the next day people in Cradle complains that they couldn't get any food supply from the waters.

"You evil magic disciples! I wish you burn yourself like s'mores!"

*Poof* They become s'mores. Hooded s'mores.

"Uh.... :(´◦ω◦｀):"

And the worst thing is..

"It would be better if you talk it out with King Lancelot, Harr..!"

"It's fine, Alice. It's better this way."

"Please Harr, don't regret it later! I just.. I just wish you--"

"*Gasp*..! Alice, wait--"

"Make up with a tighhhhhhttttt hug >A<!!"

Meanwhile in Red Army HQ:

Jonah: So regarding the orders of magic crystal,

Lancelot: Ah, yes. Proceed with the orders and-- *Boop!*

Jonah: O.O.... MY KING OAO????

And back to Harr's place:

*Lancelot appears out of nowhere and hugs Harr veeeeerrrryyyyyy TIGHT*

Both: ʕʘ̅͜ʘ̅ʔ.......

MC: *Gasp*!!! YAAAYYY o(〃＾▽＾〃)o!!! You make up!!

And Sirius who happens to visit Harr: They've made up (ಥ ͜ʖಥ) now my hair will stop falling--

#ikemen revolution #ikemen revolution Lancelot Kingsley #ikemen revolution edgar bright #ikemen revolution oliver knight #ikemen revolution sirius oswald #ikemen revolution harr silver #bnha crossover #bnha

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llendrinall · 3 years

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What if the golden trio + Draco magically get sucked into a universe where Riddle was killed before the potters were. And they grow up from babes to adulthood not remembering anything until they suddenly get their memories when each reach the age of 21 and ohh imagine how hard itd be on each's parents cuz they dont know whats wrong and all. Then bam Ron shows up engaged to a muggleborn he never spoke to in school and Harry and Draco are spotted on a date in a muggle zoo. The Malfoy's flip and so do the Potters.

It'd be a lovely story of healing, connecting and love and honesty I think they deserve it after the shit they went through.

The memories come to them in dreams. At first it’s just a strange, upsetting, dream that has a bit more consistency than dreams usually have and that lingers through the day while dreams fade away before you get out of bed. By the third night they have almost all the memories back, each dream slotting nicely with the previous one. Harry is understandably freaked out. He makes a quick trip to Godric’s Hollow to go hug his parents and then spends a lot of time looking at the one family photo they have in the living room, the one in which Harry and Dudley were seven. He stares at Petunia’s smile and wonders whatever happened to give him such horrible ideas about his aunt.

He and Ron are friends, living together as they went through the Auror training and now in their first year working as Aurors. Harry talks to Ron because he can’t shake that horrible feeling of dread; all the things he could lose or maybe all the things he has lost. That’s when they realize they have the same freaking memories, the same dreams, down to the nasty details like Ron leaving during the horcrux hunt or Harry being kind of a jerk about Ginny.

Ron, being Ron, is blessed with an eminently practical and down to earth sense of life. The dreams are strange and it would be very interesting to learn how come they got the same dream-memories, if something happened to their other selves and why are they suddenly remembering now. All those are very good and valid questions that someone should investigate. For now, Ron is going to find Hermione Granger and do whatever it takes to make her fall in love with him so he can marry her.

It turns out that Hermione has been getting the same dreams, the same memories, and when Harry and Ron – those two classmates she was friendly with but not super close to – come knocking on her door, she cries and she doesn’t know if it sadness for what they lost of joy to have them back. Ron once again shows his superior sense by grabbing her hand and saying that yes, this might be a super duper weird spell, and yes Hermione is right to suspect it and want to know why and where it came from, and yes, there may be some dark forces playing around; but none of that changes the fact that he loves her and even if the memories proved to be fake he will still love her because she has the courage and smarts to suspect the meaning of these memories and basically what Ron is trying to say is that he loves all iterations of Hermione. Sorry, but she is stuck with him.

They get married that same day, with Harry acting as a witness. Then they go tell their respective families. The Grangers take it surprisingly well and don’t even threaten Ron with dismemberment if he ever hurts Hermione. Instead, they ask him to do right by her. Ron, who might be going a bit mad, makes a vow of devotion and loyalty with his actual knee on the floor and the Grangers love it. They named their only daughter Hermione, of course they love it when an actual chivalric hero comes into their living room.

The Weasleys are a different thing. They know enough about magic to be suspicious of the sudden memories. Mrs Weasleys gives Hermione the stink eye because, to be honest, this sounds a lot like a love-potion. It’s only because Harry is there with the same memories and no wish to marry Hermione that Mrs Weasley doesn’t call the Wizarding Patrol immediately. Also, the twins and Ginny dislike Hermione. The twins slightly less so because they only had to suffer her as Prefect for a year, but for Ginny it was three long years of Hermione barring her from hexing and/or beating people. It was very frustrating and she blames Hermione for every pimple she got during that time. If Ginny had been allowed to hex Parkinson or Malfoy of freaking Finch-Fletchley every time they were their annoying selves, Ginny would have been much calmer and mellower and her skin would have reflected it.

So the Weasleys are not happy but there isn’t much they can do about it other than keep a close look on Hermione and wait for Ron to see reason.

It is a very busy weekend to say the least. On Monday Harry has vertigo because the week seems awfully empty (disarming a blood hex and capturing its creator, ppft, what is that for someone who remembers fighting Voldemort?). Harry would rather have his hours full so he won’t be overwhelmed by his thoughts. There is so much death in the memories! His parents, Sirius, Remus, Peter, even Regulus who is profoundly weird and very snobbish but James insists on inviting him to events and he keeps coming despite how uncomfortable he looks. They are all dead in Harry’s memories.

There is also Malfoy, who is even more of a jerk in the memories and who grew up to become an actual Death Eater like his father, someone who almost killed Dumbledore and who, when the time came, saved Harry’s life with a lie.

On Thursday the Auror office receives a call of dark activity in Minaford Park, which is where Draco Malfoy is living these days. Harry takes the assignment and makes quick work of the boggart and the ghoul that somehow were trapped under the stairs and were screaming at each other. As excuses go, it’s not too bad. Harry is certain that Draco could have done it himself, but it is messy enough that it seems believable that he would prefer someone else to fix it for him.

Draco offers Harry tea, which he accepts. There is a very odd tension in the air. Draco is down to his shirt sleeves and has shadows under his eyes and when he looks at Harry… It can’t be said that he looks at him funny. Draco was his usual snobbish self while he watched Harry getting rid of the creatures. But there is something in his eyes when Harry takes a seat and accepts the tea cup. Something almost like sorrow.

No, not sorrow.

Compassion.

“Look, Potter”, Draco says. “I am too old to start having prophetic dreams, but this affects you directly. You figure out if someone is playing with a timer-turner or what, here it goes.” And he tells Harry everything.

As one could expect, Minaford Park has a very beautiful garden. Draco and Harry spend hours after lunch walking through it. Ah, yes, Harry stayed for lunch. Draco insisted. He still had things to tell Harry and he was growing hungry.

They meet again on Saturday, ostensibly so Harry can tell Draco what he and Hermione had learned. Ron says he doesn’t give a damn where the memories came from. He only cares what he can do with them and so far he seems to be doing pretty well, having married Hermione and encouraged Bill to ask Fleur Delacour out. Hermione and Harry are a bit more worried, but Harry will admit the research effort goes 30-70% in Hermione’s favour.

Talking with Draco is good. He seems to share the same dread as Harry. Draco confesses that he is not happy with his conduct, or rather the conduct of the Draco that could be. He talks a lot about the fear and nausea at having the Dark Lord in his house, the smell of despair that took over the manor, the mad glint in his aunt Bellatrix’s eyes. Since Draco talks about his aunt, about seeing her mad and cruel and talking proudly about torturing the Longbottoms, Harry feels that he can talk about his own aunt Petunia and Draco will understand. Lily and Petunia don’t have the closest relationship, but to think that she could treat Harry like that…

The Sunday visit to the zoo isn’t a date. As soon as Hermione learns that Draco also has the memories she assigns work pairs and tasks. She sends Harry and Draco to check the reptiles in case they see something like Nagini in there. Both of them have the most memories of her. They should be able to recognize the snake.

Nagini is there and she is surprisingly cognizant for a snake which makes them suspect that she might be a horcrux. The discovery leaves them cold, a new kind of vertigo opening before them. They didn’t live through it, they are only memories, but the exhaustion of the war feels real and they don’t want to go through anything similar again.

Draco asks to go see the penguins and it might seem silly and contradictory, but watching them helps a lot to keep the chill from Nagini away. Neither can tell who initiated, but while in there they begin to hold hands. They go to see the butterflies next, which are in the next pavilion, and suddenly everything in the world looks much better. They don’t kiss when they part, but the way they look at each other is worth at least three kisses.

On Monday Harry receives a short message from Remus that simply says he has sequestered the Prophet’s copy but he doesn’t know how long he can keep Harry’s parents from seeing the news. Harry takes the morning off work and goes to Godric’s Hollow immediately so they can learn about Draco from him rather than the salacious gossip column.

James simply says, “MALFOY? You… MALFOY!?”.

He seems upset. Then he freezes and for the next ten minutes James says nothing. He doesn’t move. He is just there, in the kitchen, one hand in the air and the other holding a cup of tea that is growing cold.

“Harry, dear, I want you to come to dinner today.” Lily says. She has a worried frown but is otherwise unperturbed. “And tell us everything about those memories. Even the bad bits. This is important. It can be dangerous.”

“Yes! Dinner!” James screams, suddenly unfreezing. “Bring him to dinner. Tonight.”

“What?”

“No, you are right. It might be too formal, too soon. Quidditch, then. Does he like Quidditch? He must. I remember you complaining about him while you were in school.”

“He… likes Quidditch, yes.” Harry says hesitantly because even now he is not sure if his dad is talking about Draco.

“Perfect. We shall go see a Quidditch match, the three of us.”

“James.” Lily warns.

“Does anybody in this house know when the next Quidditch match is?” James cries over his wife’s warning that he is doing it again, just like with Sirius.

“Saturday.” Remus says.

“That’s too late! When is Sirius back?”

“Wednesday.” Answers Remus and despite his transformation exhaustion he nimbly steps away from Lily’s strike with the newspaper. Usually Remus would spend his transformation at home, but since Sirius had to go on a trip he came to James and Lily’s so he would have company, which led to the fortunate circumstance of being able to take the newspaper and delay the news.

“Honestly, Remus.” Chides Lily.

“I’m not encouraging him! You can’t call answering his questions encouragement!”

“It is decided, then.” James announces from the chair. He has climbed a chair and is speaking from atop. “Friday, you bring young Malfoy home. We will play Quidditch and some board games and have dinner in the yard. Sirius shall bring Regulus so Malfoy is not the only Slytherin.”

“James, listen to me…” Lily tries with little faith that James would listen to anyone.

That same morning, at eleven, Lucius Malfoy receives a howler from James Potter composed of thirty-two seconds of mad laughter, which means that James must had listened to Lily at some point or most likely that she was able to take his wand.

It couldn’t be said that James Potter was happy to hear that his beloved son was dating a snobbish Slytherin prick, no, but as soon as he realized that Lucius Malfoy would be equally unenthused about it, it had awaken James’s unhinged tendency towards confrontation with the established power and forced adoption of families’ black sheep. He had done it to Sirius, he had done it to Remus, he had done it to Peter (even if it failed catastrophically) and he was doing it to Regulus now. He had even befriended Severus Snape. Oh! Snape! He should invite Snape too. That way they could make teams of four. He would come if Lily asked him to.

And afterwards they explore those memories, and Lily looks worried and so does Snape. Regulus goes very quiet for a while but then he gives his opinion of what has happened and it’s the most words anyone has heard him speak but the multiverse theory makes a lot of sense.

The Weasleys warm up to Hermione eventually. They can’t tell why, exactly, other that Ron is beaming these days. Also, every time she comes to the Burrow she brings a gift to Arthur. It is a very obvious ploy to make them like her but it works because she sees the gift through and answers all of Arthur’s questions no matter how long it takes. The twins took notes when she gave her physics lecture. It was most informative. They created two prank artefacts out of it.

They find the few horcruxes Voldemort managed to make. Peter, who had a falling out with the Potters years ago, resurfaces and tries to steal a horcrux and bring back the Dark Lord out of spite. According to Regulus some people are dedicated to bring their own destruction and you can’t do anything about it. Barty Crouch Jr. also tries to bring Voldemort back, but by then Lucius Malfoy has been adopted by James even though he is a powerful adult man with his own family. It makes no sense. If anything, Lucius should be the one informally adopting people and grooming them under his wing to be his devoted friends and allies. But Lucius had become James’, just like Severus warned him it would happen, so he puts a stop to that Barty Crouch nonsense pretty quickly and to any other former Death Eaters with ideas. Lucius might not like the Potters but he likes the idea of Voldemort taking over his house even less, and whatever else his happening, it makes Draco happy, so.

What little of Voldemort remained alive, it is now dead.

The four of them, they have the shadows and regrets of two lives, the fear and pain of two wars, but the happiness afterwards… Oh, it is worth it, it is very, very worth it. It is the happiness of two lives, tenfold.

#asks #harry potter #memories #au #Anonymous #verse: memories from another life

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casualmaraudering · 4 years

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Do you have anymore trans Remus headcannons that you haven’t talked about yet? Also your rant about Remus/Lily and the boys growth is !!! 💯 🌻

my dear I always have headcanons that I haven't talked about yet so here's some more of my favourite boy (this turned out to be mostly wolfstar shdkshs I hope you don't mind)

- Sirius is the CEO of buying pride merch so any trans flag stuff Remus has, there's a 97% chance Sirius got that for him. same with the bi stuff (Sirius himself loves the rainbow flag cuz gay so he has so many of that on his person)

- dyed his hair pastel pink because colours aren't gendered and boys can and should like pink (Sirius finds his hair irresistible. how can you resist pink curls. you cannot)

- he's quite shorter than Sirius and sometimes it'll make him feel very self conscious cause people can be really rude about stupid things like that (and it is the dumbest shit I HATE when people say mean shit about people's height or insinuate that being short is feminine and tall is masculine i will slit your throat if you come for my short boys fucking watch me). but then Sirius does cute stuff like rests his chin on Remus's head and hugs him from behind and says they're clearly meant for each other cause they fit so well together. a bitch just wants to be held sometimes so it makes Remus feel tons better

- also they have different physiques obvs, like aside the obvious body differences Remus is allergic to exercise and Sirius works out quite a lot so he's broader in the shoulders and whatnot. Remus kind of drowns in Sirius's shirts and hoodies but he loves that, not only they're cosy but also they're big so they help with covering any body issues, win win

- also fun fact about the first time they went to pride together - Lily thought it'd be fun to do some pride makeup or something, so she did some flags with eyeshadow. but what Sirius didn't know is that his skin is Extremely sensitive and so they ended up at home like two hours later cause he had an allergic reaction. he was fine but his face was very puffy and squishy for like two weeks and he Refused to leave the house. Remus has photo evidence of that but Sirius would murder him if he knew

- being hit on in a gay club??? is like the biggest confidence boost???? Remus's low self esteem does a blushy emoji when boys talk to him (Sirius is super jealous but as long as the guy doesn't get handsy, he doesn't say anything cause Remus deserves the attention tbh)

- pretty much the same if women hit on him tho. his bisexual ass is all like,,,, pretty lady,,,,,, someone save him

- Remus, throughout his life, has identified as all of the letters in LGBT and yes he makes jokes about it all the time

- Sirius is a gay disaster and you bet his proposal was something sappy and yet dorky like "you know how you changed your first name? how would you like to change your last name, say, to Black?" Remus did not register it at first and was about to roll his eyes and be like 'what did you see that joke on tiktok-' but bam Sirius looking very nervous and having a ring and Remus's brain has entered shutdown mode

- ofc he said yes. and they both mightve cried. just a little bit tho

- Sirius wants a pride wedding with their flags. he wants it and so he will do anything within his power and rich people money to make it happen

- Remus isn't big on wedding planning. or weddings in general, so he lets Sirius lead the plans aside some important decisions that they make together

- the flower arrangements end up a subtle trans flag, the cake is a layered rainbow cake, and there's also some subtly bisexual balloons.

- ever since they get married Sirius's favourite word is 'husband'. Remus doesn't have a name anymore, now he is Sirius's husband and Sirius will use any opportunity to say it.

- even to James he's always like "ah yes me and my husband-" he's gay and in love he has no chill ok

#I love themmmm #Sirius Black #Remus Lupin #wolfstar #trans remus #my tag #headcanon tag #you don't even know how many times I made a typo on Remus's name i Cannot spell today god #anyways hope you like those??? just some random stuff #ask tag #anon tag

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unhallowedarts · 4 years

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Since it’s almost September First and it’s been a rough year for the Harry Potter fandom, I thought I’d make a post of a few super cool canon facts about Harry Potter that you might have missed on your last read through! Here we go! 1. Ron and Ginny are actually the same person. She is introduced as “Ron” but after gaining self-confidence through the events of the first book she finally feels able to come out as a trans girl, which makes her mother embarassingly joyful because she finally has a daughter, and she fusses over her so much that Ginny almost misses the days when she thought she would always be overshadowed by her brothers. But not quite.

2. That’s also why her demeanor changes so much between Book 1 and Book 2 -- since she’s also now realized -- though not admitted to anyone -- that she has a massive crush on her best friend and she’s also afraid of him judging her for being trans -- which are is a totally unfounded worry cause Harry is about as observant as a brick wall and honestly if she wanted to she could have convinced him that she had been named Ginny all along but was too polite to tell him he got her name wrong.

3. Yes Harry and Ginny are obviously still in love and eventually get married. This is only slightly complicated when Malfoy undergoes his long-expected redemption arc which consists partly of admitting he’s been in love with Harry all along (as well as doing some very important learning and growing regarding his bigotry, obviously, but that’s not the fun part). But Ginny basically rolls her eyes and says “FINALLY, NOW KISS” and so from then on she introduces them all with the traditional “I’m Ginny and this is my boyfriend Harry and this is his boyfriend Draco.”

4. Book 5 actually contains about ten pages of “plot,” in which the Order devises a clever scheme that reveals Voldemort’s existance irrefutably to the world, which takes him so much by surprise that he has to take an entire year to make a new plan, so nothing else happens. The next 860 pages are a slow-burn Hermione/Luna story in which they learn to accomodate each others differences and fall in love, with help from McGonnagal and Trelawney who have been married for eighty years and have a very similar relationship.

5. Oh, also they’re all trans too. Actually, every woman in the series is trans except for Dolores Umbridge, Rita Skeeter, and Aunt Marge. And maybe Tonks -- she’s definitely a woman, but her Assigned Gender at Birth is oficially listed as “????!!!!!”

6. Speaking of Book 5, Sirius does NOT die, idk where you got that idea, and also Wolfstar always has been and always will be canon. Also as soon as Voldemort’s existance is revealed, Sirius is able to come out of hiding, get his name cleared, marry Remus, and adopt Harry. Then Harry goes to live with them because basing a familial love spell on GENETIC RELATIONSHIP AND NOTHING ELSE is both an incredibly thin contrived plot point and an incredibly damaging moral for children, so that’s obviously not how it works, what kind of monster would write something like that?

7. Also, I’ve been hearing about a whole bunch of characters who die in the Battle of Hogwarts and that’s actually??? Not true at all???? It’s pretty clearly stated that only three people die in the Battle of Hogwarts: Voldemort, Snape, and (temporarily) Harry. See, what happens is, since Harry is so long-suffering and his choice to die for everyone at Hogwarts is so pure, his death creates a love spell so powerful it not only protects everyone on the grounds but also brings everyone who died earlier in the battle back to life. I know some people consider this a pretty out-of-the-blue deus-ex-machina but a) I’ll take a happy deus-ex-machina over a bunch of deaths just for shock value any day, and b) actually it makes perfect sense because it’s a great use of irony -- Voldemort spends all his life trying to defeat death by being evil when really the only thing that can literally defeat death is love. BAM.

8. Oh, sorry, correction, I forgot there is one other person who stayed dead: Fred Weasley decided it would be WAY FUNNIER if he came back as a ghost, so that’s what he did.

9. Harry and Ginny’s baby is named after the two bravest people they know: Rubeus Minerva Weasley-Potter.

#harry potter #ginny weasley #hermione/luna #hinny #harry/ginny

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imaginejamesandsirius · 4 years

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Soulmate au where Sirius has James's name on his wrist, James thinks he has no soulmate, until BAM! He finds it in some unusual place for a soulmark and there's Sirius Black's name.

Young Sirius Black had a name printed on his wrist, a thick cuff bracelet to cover it as all soulmarks were, and a belly full of hope: James Potter. His parents tried to tell him that soulmates didn't make them automatically allies, but he knew that was only because the name on his wrist was someone from a family they didn't like. Regulus didn't have to deal with any of that, and when they thought Sirius wasn't listening, they told their second son all about soulmates and how they'd always be there for him. So yeah, Sirius knew they were lying to him in the hopes that he'd manage believe them this time.

When James Potter introduced himself, with a large grin and thick rimmed glasses and messy hair standing out like they were too big for the rest of his body, Sirius smiled back and said his name, hoping for a reaction of some sort. He didn't get one.

They talked on the train ride to Hogwarts, and it became increasingly obvious that James didn't recognize him. It was a terrible feeling, realising that James didn't have his name. Sirius belonged to James, that much was clear. It was like a deep feeling seeped into his bones, this knowledge that he belonged to James. He wished that it went both ways, that James belonged to him too.

That would've been nice.

"D'you have a soulmate?" Sirius asked out of the blue one day.

"Nope," James admitted easily. He didn't seem very down about it, but Sirius definitely would've been in his place. Maybe that was because he knew who his soulmate was, though.

"Do you wish you had one?"

"Eh." James shrugged, frowning at a blot of ink that landed on his parchment. "I guess? It sounds nice, the way people talk about it, and my parents are soulmates, but it's hard to miss what you've never had. What about you?"

Sirius blinked. "I have a soulmate." It would be easier if he didn't maybe, but he also wouldn't give up James's name on his wrist.

"Really?" James asked, more surprised than he should've been considering how close they were-- Sirius ignored the fact that this was his first confirmation that James didn't have a soulmate so there was no reason for James to know anything about his.

"Yeah." He tried to inject enough casualness into his voice that James wouldn't pry further, and it worked.

It had been six and a half years since Sirius met James. And with every buggering year that passed, it became more and more bloody obvious that James didn't have Sirius's name for a reason. James readily admitted that he didn't have a soulmark, but that wasn't what did it; Sirius kept fucking up. Because Sirius wasn't a good person. If he had one main trait, it would be selfishness. He kept pulling James into pranks even though he was Head Boy-- and okay, it's not like James really fought him on it, but he also wasn't instigating anymore, which meant that if Sirius didn't suggest it, they didn't do anything-- he did that thing with Snape a couple years ago that had nearly killed Remus and James, and he kept sabotaging James and Lily's relationship. It's not like he put it in his mind to do it, but that's always what ended up happening. Which sucked. Because James was getting mad at him, and Lily was actually pretty cool which just made it worse (she seemed to think it was a sort of hazing that she had to endure to prove she could be part of the group, and that was the same way Sirius attempted to justify it to himself before Remus had flat out said, "Stop trying to break them up, James is still your best mate and that's not going to change because he's dating someone. Sirius could have stood for his subconscious taking it to heart but whatever).

Anyways, James didn't have his name because Sirius was a complete and absolute berk who didn't deserve being shackled to him for the rest of his life.

"Sorry," Sirius said as soon as he sat on the couch.

"Should I be worried?" Lily asked, her tone flat as she showed how clearly she wasn't worried.

Sirius snorted. "This is going to be the beginning of a great new friendship."

"Between you and...?"

"You."

Lily looked up from her book at that, blinking at him guilelessly.

Fuck she really didn't know. Sirius thought by this point everyone knew he was in love with James, even though neither Remus nor Peter had come out and admitted as much to his face. And if she didn't know that, did she have a reason for why he was being such an arse, or did she just think that's how he was? Either way, that behaviour was coming to an end. Sirius gave her a smirk that looked more like a pained grimace; he wasn't used to apologising even though he had plenty to apologise for. "I've been an arse and I'm sorry. Worried you were going to take James from me, y'know?"

"Not judging, but that's kinda stupid. I'm his girlfriend, you're his best mate. It's not like we're both dating him or summat."

That hurt more, but if she hadn't noticed before, she wasn't going to notice now. "Yeah I figured that out. Rather," he added with a dramatic eye roll, "Moony got so annoyed that he whacked me over the head with his History of Magic essay until I listened to him. I haven't been very nice to you. I'm surprised he hasn't killed me for it yet, to be honest."

"I didn't take it personally," she said with a shrug. "I'm not sure you like anyone other than James. And occasionally Peter and Remus," she tagged on thoughtfully. "Anywho, you will be forgiven shortly, just as soon as I believe it won't keep happening."

"Well here's hoping I don't reclaim being a dumbarse."

Lily chuckled. "Here's hoping."

James showed up on Sirius's doorstep, one hand stuck in his hair like he couldn't bear to be in a normal stance. There was a nervous energy about him, but it wasn't tragic like they'd lost somebody else in the war. "What's wrong?" Sirius asked when he came in, barely finishing the second word before James was blurting out an answer.

"Lily's pregnant."

Sirius's heart stopped. When it started again, it was painful where it beat in his chest, like his ribcage had shrunk at the same time his heart grew and now it was strangled but trying desperately to continue on like nothing had changed. "What?"

"So we're- y'know- getting married only she wants to have it soon, like before she starts to show at all, so I was thinking you could help."

"What?"

"To, y'know, throw the wedding together. I have no idea what goes into it, but you're my best man so you'd have to help anyways, right? And you always pick good flowers and shite, so it makes sense to apply it to weddings, y'know?" James was saying 'you know' a lot, like maybe if he said it enough, Sirius would stop being confused.

"Best man?" Sirius repeated dumbly. He'd never felt like his heart had been ripped out of his chest before. He wouldn't recommend it.

"Lily's kind of freaking out, so Marlene and Mary and Dorcas are all at our place comforting her, and they sorta kicked me out, so like, I dunno, maybe they're planning it so you won't have to?"

Did James think the best friend of the groom was traditionally the one to plan the wedding? Or did he assume that Sirius was going to do it because he was used to Sirius taking care of things? "James," Sirius said, and James looked over at him like he was hearing him for the first time since showing up. "Pregnant?"

"Hmm? Yeah, apparently condoms aren't a hundred percent effective, who knew? And her birth control pills aren't very reliable, guess we had an unlucky night, you know? She's only two months in, so we've got a month to the wedding, if that helps."

Pregnant. And all James had to say about it was that they had an unlucky night? Sirius frowned. "James, do you want to marry her?"

"We're having a kid, we're going to be a family." He stated it like fact, and Sirius took a grounding breath and let it go. If he argued this and won, then what? Lily would have to raise a kid by herself, James would be miserable with guilt, and for every minute afterwards, Sirius would have to wonder if he did it for James's sake or his own.

"Yeah, I guess you're right."

Unfortunately, now that James was paying attention, he was really paying attention. He caught the strange note in his tone and asked, "What do you mean?"

Sirius shrugged, the lie coming out of his mouth before his brain thought of it. "Her soulmate."

"Shit. I didn't even think about that." James rubbed at his forehead, but he wasn't dissuaded from the whole idea, Sirius could tell that much just from looking at him. "We'll deal with it when she meets him, but right now there's a baby on the way and we have to think of the sprog first. Besides, she probably won't meet him for years, so we'll be out of the war and the baby will be older and- I mean, everything will be easier, then, you know?"

No. "Sure." Things weren't going to be easier in three years or twelve, but at least there wouldn't be a war on. Their issues would be smaller, but it wouldn't feel any better for James to be dealing with it.

Lily and James were both in hospital, and Sirius was taking care of Harry while the remaining Death Eaters were rounded up. It was pretty easy since he'd learned all his babysitting talents alongside James's self imposed parenting lessons while Lils was pregnant. Harry was easily entertained by Padfoot, but getting to sleep and waking up were the absolute worst. Harry knew Sirius, no question, but he always wanted Lily when he woke up, and he wanted one of his parents (sometimes both) when he was going down. Sirius wasn't getting much sleep, but it was more than he'd gotten while pulling shifts at the Auror's office in the day then running for the Order at night.

Harry's soulmark was barely starting to develop, on the bottom of his right foot. It was little more than a grey smudge at the moment, but by his second birthday, the name would be clear. Harry would learn first how to write his name, then how to write his soulmate's. That's how Regulus had learned, and Sirius knew he would've done the same had their parents not been so hellbent on him not attaching himself to James. As always, the thought made him snort in amusement; they'd never been able to control him, not from the moment he was five years old and decided their rules were stupid and outdated.

Sirius ruffled Harry's hair as he played with two stuffies, his hair already dark and thick on his head.

James was gingerly getting out of the shower when he saw his soulmark for the first time in his entire life. Lily was probably still on the couch, too weak to make it further on her own. He'd offered to help, but they'd separated while hiding from Voldemort in that small house, and things were still awkward between them. Knowing that they cared about each other but weren't in love was just... it made sense but he was never going to admit that to her.

While in hospital, they'd shaved his head so they could do some sort of surgery or potion soaking, he had no idea. One of the side effects was getting the chills at all times of the day, so he'd had a hat on the whole time. No one that talked to him had seen it, which was why he was frozen in shock when he saw dark writing on the side of his head in the mirror.

He shuffled closer, tilting his head and leaning in until he was nearly pressing his face against the cool surface. It was hard to read from this distance and with it backwards, but it was a name he knew as well as his own: Sirius Black.

Sirius? But-. It made sense-- it definitely did, the knowledge that Sirius was his soulmate clicked into place like it had always been there-- but why hadn't Sirius said anything? Sirius knew where his soulmark was, he knew who it was, and he hadn't said anything. James had thought he didn't have a soulmate, but with his name on his wrist, Sirius had proof that he did, so why didn't he tell him? Sure they'd been eleven at the time they met, but Sirius didn't know that James thought he was without a soulmate until they were fourteen; that was three years of being best mates, where Sirius could have told him and didn't.

He wanted to grab his wand and apparate over to his flat and demand answers, but even with all the healing potions and the two week long stay in hospital, he couldn't move very quickly. It took him far too long to towel dry, and even longer to get his fumbling limbs through the proper sleeves. He pulled the hat on automatically, paused, then pulled it further down. He wasn't ashamed, but he was still too damn cold all the time and if Sirius hadn't told him, he must have a reason.

James made his way out of the loo and over to the living room. Lily was sitting on the couch, but she'd changed. "How do you feel?"

"Like I nearly got cut in half," she said, because that was basically what had happened. How she survived it long enough for help to arrive was a mystery to everyone, including the healers. "You?"

"Like I'm walking through ice." Both for speed and the bloody temperature. "You okay if I go visit Sirius?"

Lily shifted, then grimaced and held a hand to her stomach. "Try calling him, I'm not sure travelling that far is a good idea."

They'd both been banned from floo travel and any apparation up to a certain range. Flying was, of course, out of the question. James sighed, knowing she was right. "Yeah." He turned and started hobbling towards his room. It took a while, but he made it, landing on the armchair with more force than he should've allowed himself. He tapped the mirror and waited for Sirius to answer. Harry should be in the middle of his nap, so hopefully there wouldn't be any way for Sirius to get out of talking to him.

"Hey, what's up?" Sirius asked, his smiling face replacing James's in the mirror.

"Who's your soulmate?" he blurted out, not wanting to deal with small talk when he could only think about this one topic.

Sirius blinked, smile fading quickly. "What?"

"Your soulmate, who is it?"

"It doesn't matter."

It doesn't matter. His soulmate was James, and he was saying that it didn't matter. To his face. Well. A little disconnected, but it was still to his face. "How can it not matter?"

Sirius shifted uncomfortably. "It just doesn't. Since when do you care? We've talked about it, like, twice and it was ages ago. Nothing's changed. At the end of the day, everything is just as it was when we first met, and nothing's every going to come of-"

"You're full of shite."

He blinked, taken aback. "I- what?"

"You heard me, you're full of shite. You have my name, that changes things."

Sirius's eyes went wide, and he broke the connection.

"Wait, don't-"

His face faded entirely from view, and all that was left was James scowling at himself.

"Bugger." This is why he'd wanted to speak in person. Disapparation was going to be better than trying to floo, so he stuck his head out his door and yelled, "Lily, I'm going to talk to Sirius!"

"Can't it wait?" she called, only she was smart and used a spell to amplify her voice instead of trying to shout.

"No!"

"Fine, but I won't visit you in hospital, I just got out!"

"That's fine!" Then he closed his door and turned on his heel, appearing in Sirius's living room with a pop. He turned in a circle looking for him, and he stumbled to a halt when he saw him in the kitchen, hands planted on the counter and looking half furious, half miserably sad.

"You know James," he said, voice low and hurt, "when I ended the conversation, it meant I didn't want to talk about it. It didn't mean 'come over and bother me when you should be home resting'. What are you doing here?"

"I think it's pretty obvious."

"You could've hurt yourself. Go back home."

"And risk hurting myself further? That's not a very good plan."

Sirius glared at him, but his expression still had that edge of being indescribably upset with him. James had no bloody idea why he looked like that, and that's why he was here.

"I'm not leaving until we talk about this."

Sirius swallowed thickly, and even from this distance, James could see his adam's apple bob with the motion. It looked like he was going to say something, so James waited. It took him another minute to figure out what he wanted to say, and his voice was hoarse as he asked, "How'd you find out?"

James blinked. Of all the things he'd expected to hear, that was not one of them. How the hell did Sirius think he knew? There was only one way for him to know, and Sirius wasn't stupid.

"I never told anyone," he continued, staring down at the empty counter with unseeing eyes, "and it's not like you've talked to my parents about it. Did you just- figure it out? I was obvious, right?" He gave a humorless laugh. "Too obvious. There's- there's no way you barely figured it out. You must've known for a while." He swallowed again. "Are you taking Harry?"

James blinked, tried to figure out what the hell he was talking about, then blinked again when nothing came to him. "I have no idea what you're talking about." He walked closer, then pulled the hat off. It felt weird to have his head so uncovered, but it was important for Sirius to see his soulmark. James turned so the mark would be facing Sirius and tapped his finger against it. "I thought I didn't have one."

Sirius blew out a harsh breath. "Yeah that's because you d-" he stopped abruptly. He must have looked up and seen what James was showing him. "What is that," he whispered.

"Soulmark." James glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, then put the hat back on to face him. "I never saw it, obviously. By the time it formed I had hair and I never had any reason to chop it all off." He rubbed at the spot on his head through his hat.

"So- what? You're here to tell me that we should hook up?" Sirius asked incredulously, tears brimming in his eyes. "Did you forget that you're married? You have a family, remember?"

"Lily and I split."

Sirius scoffed. "Right cause that's so much better. Being your soulmate rebound." He wiped harshly at his eyes. "No thanks."

"Months ago. We split before the attack," he added so it made more sense, "months ago."

"You don't want me James," he said, the admittance sounding too much like heartbreak. "You didn't want me before, and you don't want me now. Go back home. Nothing's changed."

"Home is where you are."

Sirius started shaking his head, and when he looked up again, he was angry. He was crying, but he was pissed off. "You're a fucking liar James. I've always needed you a hell of a lot more than you've needed me and everyone's always known that. You moved on. You got buggering married and had a kid, you bought a house, you- and look at me!" he yelled throwing his arms out to gesture to his flat. It was the same one his uncle had given him his last year of Hogwarts, and he'd never bothered to make it truly his. It had his shit in it, and that was it. He didn't redecorate, he hadn't hung up any art or bought a different couch from the one that had been in it since the beginning.

"There was a war, you didn't have time to-"

"I had time," Sirius cut in, expression twisting, "but I kept hoping you'd come back and tell me we should get a place. Getting everything I want, aren't I?"

James walked over and pulled him in a hug.

"What're you doing?" Sirius asked, pushing weakly against him.

"You were making me sad," James mumbled, holding him tighter. "You talk like I don't care about you, and you're a second choice to the family I wanted."

Sirius sniffled and didn't say anything.

"Like I didn't choose you first. Before we got married, Lily, she- she told me that she knew you were first to me. She didn't even care, can you believe that? It's been obvious all along that we weren't going to end up together. Hell, the only reason we got married was because she got pregnant."

"Yeah well. That's great for you." Sirius raised his arms to hug him back and turned his face into James's shoulder.

James sighed, knowing that he'd have to admit something he'd planned on keeping to himself for his entire life, if he wanted Sirius to believe that this wasn't some instant love soulmate bullshit. "I never told you how I felt-"

Sirius snorted, and James ignored that.

"-because I knew you had a soulmate. You told me what it meant to you, and I just- I didn't think I could handle that: having you only to lose you the moment you met them. I thought it was for the best."

"Liar," Sirius said, but it was less accusing than it had been before. "You- you never- it-."

"I love you," James whispered, and the words hung in the air as tangible as an owl.

Sirius shivered. "You can't be kidding, James. Not now, not about this."

"I'm not. I love you, and we don't have to jump into this, but I missed you so buggering much. Not getting to see you every day was torture, please let me stay. Actually," he amended a second later, "you should come home. Me and Lily have missed Harry, and I know you like our place better than this."

"I don't think Lily would be okay with me moving in," Sirius protested, but it was weak; he wanted to be convinced.

"Lily likes you better than me," James said. It was a little strange that that was true. "If I'm still living there, you can definitely live there."

Sirius said, "You're such a prick," but he relaxed against James.

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