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Meanwhile he isn't exactly terrified by reg...

(Just saying for those who think he's a better shot than lily)

Voldemort being terrified of the Potter’s ghosts tells you everything you need to know about how fucking talented Lily and James Potter were at Magic.

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chapter 8: it's been said many times, many ways

She dreams of Edgar Bones.

She hadn't even known Eddie Bones, but his youngest daughter had been a first year during Lily's seventh. It could be a completely invented memory, born of how deeply the Bones family deaths had shaken her, emotionally, but she has a distinct image of little Lucy Bones, on the boat with the other first years. Wide-eyed. Grinning. Her front teeth were adorably crooked. She'd been sorted into Hufflepuff, but Lily swears she remembers what the girl's laugh sounded like in the corridors, high and bright, like birdsong.

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Lily Evans🙇‍♀️

Help why is she giving katniss vibes with this outfit

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Guys it’s another one! This time it’s all about the grownups.. almost all

Also.. what is Tom doing here?

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April 4th for @jilymicrofics with the prompt: strangers

She slides from under the sheets trying not to jostle the man sleeping beside her, fighting a shiver as the cool air hits her back. She carefully lifts his arm banded across her middle and places it on the bed, waiting for a breath, still, but he doesn’t stir.

She hesitates, watching his peaceful face and the absolute mess that are his hair. He looks even fitter in the light of day, despite the lack of the cocky smile that drove her to have her very first one night stand.

Should she wake him up? Disappear? Get herself some breakfast while she waits? They didn’t even exchange names. She huffs, feeing silly all of a sudden and gets up, reaching for her discarded shirt.

“What are you doing?”

Shit. She puts the shirt on, giving herself a moment before turning to face him. “Leaving?”

“Without even saying goodbye? That kind of thing might break a bloke’s heart.” There it is, that lopsided smirk, that flash of white teeth that even now stirs something inside of her. She ignores the clenching of her stomach and slides her jeans on, then looks at him with a smile.

“Somehow I think you’ll survive.”

“James.” He says. “My name is James.” She waits, uncertain, and he sits up, the sheets pooling in his lap. “Aren’t you going to offer your own name?”

“Isn’t it better like this? Two strangers who had a great night, no names, no complications?”

He seems to consider what she said, tilting his head to observe her better. “I have a thing for complications.”

She laughs and slides her jacket on. “And I don’t. See? It’s hopeless.”

He doesn’t seem disappointed by her dismissal and she wonders if she should feel offended instead of charmed. “You know my name and where I live. The ball is in your court, stranger.”

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Day 02 - Are

For @jilymicrofics April prompt list: Affectionate April.

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“Are they together?” was the question that was heard in the 6th year boys dormitory as Sirius Black entered the room. 

Peter looked up from his magazine at the newcomer and frowned in concern, “Who are you talking about, Padfoot?” 

The third roommate turned around from his desk to look at his mate, equally intrigued. “You need to be more specific, you are terrible at gossip.”

Sirius rolled his grey eyes and looked at their mates, “I don’t indulge in gossip because usually it’s boring and about people I don’t give two fucks about.” he admitted, “But if I’m asking, and it’s to you two, who do you think I’m talking about?”

Peter shrugged, “There’s still a few people on that list.” he said and returned to his magazine. 

Remus smiled amused that Sirius, for the first time, was clueless about something.

“Fine, Wormtail. Are Prongs and Evans together?” Sirius asked properly this time, not hesitation, just a bit of annoyance. 

That got the attention of his mates, who properly looked at him, more like Sirius had grown a second head, but he didn’t mind that at the moment, he wanted answers, because this could either be the greatest news ever, or a troublesome dynamic, he was not sure yet. 

“What makes you think they are?” Remus asked, his homework forgotten behind him, the new questions more intriguing than Arithmancy. 

Sirius sighed, it was obvious they were as clueless as he was, and that was not promising, but they were smart blokes, they could figure things out. “Prongs has been very secretive lately, and I don’t know about you, but he’s been out of the room more times than not this past few weeks, not for Quidditch, I’ve checked.”

“And we know that he does not go to the library without Moony.” Peter added, intrigued as well.

Remus leaned forward, his elbows in his knees, ready to take up Sirius’ crazy theory. “He could be doing something else, why do you think it’s dating Evans?”

Sirius sat on the nearest bed and looked at his mates, “Because of the Map.”

Peter frowned, not sure he liked where this was going, “Do you stalk them on the Map?” 

Sirius rolled his eyes for a second time that day, “Don’t be gross, Wormtail. Prongs takes the Map on certain occasions, and if he were exploring he would inform that, but it seems he’s taking it as a precaution.”

“So we don’t find out?”

“Bingo, Moony. I knew you had a brain.” Sirius declared with a smug smirk. 

Remus sighed, not liking the remark, “He could be doing something else.”

“Sneaking from his mates?” Wormtail followed, because he knew that James wouldn’t sneak out for many reasons, not from them at least. 

“My point exactly, Wormtail.” Sirius said proudly, “So, are they?”

It was Remus’ turn to roll his eyes. “As you can see from this interrogation we are as clueless as you.” he leaned back on his chair, “If he hasn’t shared with us all what makes you think that he shared with one of us?”

Sirius shrugged, “Not sure, but you mentioned you were friends with Evans, and Wormtail is really good at getting people talkings so I thought it was a safe bet to come here.”

His mates nodded, but it was Peter's turn to ask a question; “Has he taken the Map today?” 

Sirius looked around and back at Peter, “It seems he did. He hasn’t mentioned anything to you lot?” he asked, gaining a shake from the other’s heads. “So you know what this means?”

“That we are in a hunt for a deer?” Peter replied with a mischievous smile. 

“That we are.” Sirius replied, dragging the boys with him to search the castle. 

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Tumbler congrats me for liking my 25 000 post

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Well I spend too much time here

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Meeting The Family

So Sirius, ready to join the Order of the Phoenix?

Yes, Mr. McKinnon, I'm ready.

I'm glad, Sirius. I confess I didn't trust you. Don't be offended, but you've shown me you can be trusted, and from now on, you can consider yourself family.

Thank you, Mr. and Mrs. McKinnon, for inviting me and accept

@blackinnonfest

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"You're beautiful"

"I know"

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Photograph of the Marauders from 1979 :)

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Getting her lips all over james

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Starting to repost my work here which might take awhile, anyways James!

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Dash of D/S jily inspired by @juniperpyre

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Jily Microfic April 1: We

@jilymicrofics, 100 words. On AO3. 🦡💛

"We will figure it out." James' voice was confident, the hand that briefly rested on her shoulder all calm assurance.

Lily was distracted by the warm tingles dancing along her skin, drawing a phantom outline of his hand, but that single word snagged her attention.

"'We'? What do you mean 'we'?"

"Oh." James rubbed his neck, his gaze skittering away to avoid her sharp stare. "You haven't heard."

"Heard what?" Lily asked, annoyance spiking, teeth gritting.

“That you’re stuck with me.” He flashed her a sheepish grin. “I’m the Head Boy.”

“Oh.” Lily’s heart skipped three erratic beats. Oh no.

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I love Remus Lupin.

I also love Sirius Black, James Potter, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley

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Sexiest jily kiss ever.

First kiss.