#Harry Potter is a good son

[mrstellmeafuckingsecret]

baby harry in the mean-phase all toddlers go through constantly criticizing james ("daddy why are your eyes so close together?"), lily ("mommy your tummy is squishier than our bed!"), peter ("i can see your head through your hair"), remus ("you're poor."), etc but he literally never ever says anything bad about sirius ever. lily's like "say something about him too!!" and harry's like "i like padfoot's bike <33" and james is like "no say something bad!" and harry's like "no padfoot is perfect."

[lightningant]

Borgin era Black family to help keep track

[aiuredsworld]

So they said Harry and Draco went to Hogsmeade tgt huh🤨?

[rewritingcanon]

harry being unbearable to scorpius is typical mother-in-law and future daughter-in-law getting with the favourite son okay guys dont mind them

[alwayshinny]

Harry & James Sirius 🧹 - Ginny Potter's biggest fans

When your little man insists on sitting among the Harpies fans, cheering on his mom and telling them that when he's a 'big boy,' he'll play for the Harpies like her.

James has spotted the snitch, but Harry is fixated on his wife's arse.

[saturnsconstellation]

Charlie Oldman as Sirius Black every other face claim can go home guys.

[elliemarchetti]

My AU Headcanon: after surviving the attack on their house, James had constant nightmares about seeing Lily & Harry dying & Voldemort, Wormtail and Snape taunting for failing them, despite being the great James Potter. It hurt Lily to see her once happy and mischievous husband be in so much pain.

I'm alive! Risen from the ashes like Fawkes!

Lovely anon, thank you for your patience and for sending this prompt, which allowed me to write James from another perspective and analyze his marriage with Lily with a more mature eye.

As always feedback and other suggestions on how to continue this (or any other) story are welcome but I'm also open to having a chat, exchanging headcanons and making moodboards and playlists for your favorite characters/couples.

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After years of uncertainty and terror, with heavy casualties on both sides and entire bloodlines wiped out, the war ended, and the Wizarding World celebrated with displays of fireworks and jubilation. He Who Must Not Be Named was dead, just a corpse made of skin and bones buried beside his father in a forgotten graveyard, his remaining followers were locked up in Azkaban, and peace reigned once again, an outcome Lily failed to truly believe in as she held little Harry to her chest on the darkest nights, in fear it could be their last moment together. They had been lucky to survive Pettigrew's betrayal, something he did not, and Lily was grateful for every quiet day she was allowed to live, but James hadn’t gotten over the tension and the constant fear as well as she did. When there was light outside, from breakfast until he put Harry to bed, everything seemed fine despite the purplish dark circles under his eyes, and at work he was his usual mischievous self, at least according to Sirius, but when he got under the covers, once he had given a kiss to his wife and they both turned off the lamps on their respective bedside tables, he became a mess, clinging to her body as if she was a lifeline. The nightmares hadn’t given him a full night’s sleep for months now, and if sometimes he didn’t feel like talking, if sometimes the only thing that soothed him was sinking into Lily, taking her in desperation, letting her gentle words of encouragement and muffled moan ground him, during others he was more inclined to dialogue.

“He killed you,” he had murmured one night, heavy tears sliding down his sunken cheeks. “You were dead, and he… Harry… I couldn’t do anything but watch.”

It was like this, between stammers and fragmented sentences, that Lily discovered what was plaguing her husband’s sleep, a sense of guilt he shouldn’t have felt, an anxiety he couldn’t leave behind.

“It’s not my fault, Snivellus, it’s not my fault!” he had shouted on another occasion, before sitting up in bed, his forehead drenched in sweat.

“Dad?” Harry had called from the small corridor dividing their rooms, rubbing his eyes with the small fist.

“Dad had a bad dream, love,” Lily had quickly explained, as he guided him back to bed. “Every now and then it happens to adults too.”

“Can you give him this, then?” her son had asked, with the innocence only children possess, handing her one of the stuffed animals he usually slept with. “It will protect him from monsters.”

“He will appreciate it very much,” she replied, taking the fuzzy Welsh Green, his favourite birthday gift from uncle Remus.

“Did I scare him a lot?” James asked, defeated and worried, as soon as she closed the door behind her.

“No, but he wants you to have this, to protect you from monsters,” she answered, passing him the stuffed animal. He stared at it for a while, as if seeing it for the first time, or glimpsing something in his black plastic eyes, and then he hugged it tightly, curling up his knees and bowing his head until his dishevelled hair almost touched his arms. Seeing him like this, it was evident how young he actually was, how the weight of the carefreeness the war took away from them weighted on his hunched shoulders.

“I’m sorry…” he whispered, breaking the heavy silence engulfing the house. “I wish I was stronger, I wish I had been able to do more, but instead I had to hide like a rat, I had to wait for others to defend my family for me.”

“We’re all alive, and that’s enough,” was all Lily could say as she caressed his bare back, where the bones of his spine visibly protruded. When had he gotten so thin? When, among the pile of things he had to care about, had he stopped considering eating a priority? Just two more questions to add to the thousand she would have to find an answer, a solution, to alone, so as not to break the young man who that night slept hugging his son’s stuffed dragon.

[saralilstaremoji]

some old dad: I like your music taste🧍‍♂️

me: thank you i stole it from dean winchester, crowley (good omnes) and remus lupin😊

[scorpiusmalfoylovesoscarwilde]

I love fics that feature positive Harry and Albus content 🥹🥹 I just wanna see some nice father son bonding like they're so aNGSTY but lemme see them GET ALONG JUST ONCE feel like it would heal my soul and solve all my problems guys 🧎‍♂️🧎‍♂️

[bugwolfsstuff]

THERES ONLY 20 PJO FICS ON AO3 WITH GOOD PARENT ZEUS TAGGED AND MOST OF THEM ARE CROSSOVERS OR PERPOLLO

[tedwardremus]

Chapter 5: A Family Christmas

“Alright, Harry, what will you ask Father Christmas for this year?” Sirius asked as they got closer to their destination.

Harry's face lit up with excitement as he pondered his wish. "I'd like a new set of junior Quidditch balls!" he exclaimed, his enthusiasm evident in every word.

Sirius grinned and squeezed Harry's hand affectionately. "That sounds like a fantastic gift choice, Harry. I'm sure Father Christmas will take note of that."

Unbeknownst to Harry, Sirius had already purchased the new set of Quidditch balls and had them waiting to be wrapped in the back of his wardrobe, a surprise that he couldn't wait to see Harry's reaction to on Christmas morning.

“What about you, Nev?” Sirius looked over at Neville, who was clutching to his grandfather’s arm, clearly weary of the busy streets and trying not to bump into strangers. 

“Umm, I’d like a broom,” Neville voiced hesitantly, “so I can learn how to fly. But I don’t think Gran will let me fly on a broom yet, so maybe I’ll ask for new gobstones and Martin Miggs comics.”

[leonardomagne]

What if Gellert Grindelwald was Lord Voldemort’s Biological Father? What if Vinda Rosier was actually Merope Gaunt? Find out in my Fic “Rise of the new Dark Lord”

Find out in my Fanfiction “Rise of the Dark Lord: Heir of Slytherin and Odin” on Wattpad/FF/AO3 where Grindelwald had a Vision that Dumbledore would stop him in March 1927 but the Vision also showed him that if he fathered a Child then it would continue his Work.

So he sired in Secret a Son with his most trusted and devoted Follower and right hand Woman Vinda Rosier whose real Name was none other than Merope Gaunt one of the last living Heirs of Salazar Slytherin who ran away from Little Hangilton at the Age of 16 to escape from her Brother and Father’s Pureblood Mania, who planned to marry her to her own Brother Morfin in his Madness to keep the Slytherin bloodline pure.

She went on to live with her Uncle Loui Rosier under a new name Vinda Rosier.

After giving birth on the 31st December of 1927 in Nurmengard Merope is ordered to once the Child does no longer require Maternal Milk to hide the new Heir of the Grindelwald & Gaunt Families away from the Wizarding World. Merope does so by taking the Baby once he’s 8 months old to London and hiding her boy in a Muggle Orphanage where she registers him under the Name Tom Marvolo Riddle.

The first Name belonged to her only Friend in Little Hangilton a young handsome Aristocrat named Tom Riddle and the Second to her Father Marvolo. Merope gave her Son those Names one out of respect for her Father, who before he had lost everything due to his Gambling Addiction treated her nicely and the other two out of Nostalgia and missing her only Friend in her sad Adolescence.

Even though she would never openly admit it she had loved the Muggle Boy and even revealed to him what she was after their first Kiss. Part of her wished he was her Son’s Father for she knew that Gellert did not love her despite her deep commitment to him and his noble Cause and the Night of Passion they shared in Paris.

He sired a Son with her simply out of necessity so that he could one way or another continue his great Work for the greater Good in case he might fail.

So she would now also for the greater Good abandon her Son in an Muggle Orphanage with nothing so that he could grow up alone but forged in Strength to carry on his Father’s Work in case he failed. If not and they succeeded then she or Lord Grindelwald himself would one day come for him to reveal him the truth of his Great Heritage and Bloodline and take him home. She implants false Memories on the Muggles of the Orphanage of her being a sickly deformed Woman who gave birth in the Orphanage in the Winter of 1927 and then died before returning to her Master. It was the right thing to do.

IT WAS FOR THE GREATER GOOD!

[ameliathefatcat]

James accidentally outed Al by teasing him about having a crush on Mason Wright, son of Cho Chang

Al wanted to punch him so much, Harry thought it was funny that Al had a crush on his ex-girlfriend’s son. Ginny didn’t care too much she was annoyed about how James and Harry were handling the situation. Lily became terrified of coming out since she didn’t want anyone to laugh at her.

[sweetsonautica]

everyone go find a copy of Kong: Skull Island (2017) or go to max(?) to stream, then set the audio to a language you Do Not speak DO NOT turn on subtitles, get some drinks, and enjoy one of the best movies you've ever seen (and not heard)

[alwayshinny]

Harry J. Potter - The One Where Sirius Never Came Back 😢

He knew he was gone, but he wrote a letter just in case and attached it to Hedwig's leg. She simply stared at him, as if she were gazing into his soul.

"Go on, GO!" he said, harsher than he had intended.

She stood there for a brief moment, then hooted and affectionately nibbled on his finger before taking off. Hedwig flew around aimlessly for hours and even checked 12 Grimmauld Place because she knew it was what her Harry needed at that moment.

[ma-du]

"I, Thanatos, have a mission for three of you demigods." Says the black angel, immense wings spreading over the Fields of Mars and hiding the moon behind shiny feathers like a slick of motor oil on the sun. "In the land beyond the reach of the gods, my half-blood son traded places with me as a giant's prisoner. I want him back. You have four days." ••• Or: Some gods have preferred bloodlines for their children – and the Peverells are Thanatos' favorite, even though, until Lily and James, he didn't have a demigod child. Until he has him, Thanatos' first half-blood child in more than two thousand years – a boy mortals know as Harry, but Thanatos names Zagreus, in honor of a long-lost friend. A child with his mortal father's hair, his mother's eyes, and the black wings of his godly sire. And when he switches places with Thanatos in Alaska – after all, everything that dies must stay dead – Harry – as his namesake – sets off a chain of events that will completely change the course of the Gigantomachy. ••• Or the one where Harry Potter is literally the son of Death Incarnate, and the power that the Dark Lord doesn't know is the divine ichor in his veins.