#Harry Potter is a good son

[aiuredsworld]

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

[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.

[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.

[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]

does anybody have any fics that feature positive Harry and Albus content 🥹🥹 I just wanna see some nice father son bonding but its all so aNGSTY 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.”

[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.

[xx-thedarklord-xx]

Cursed Lies

No one believed him. Harry felt like he was cursed to never being believed, to never being taken seriously, to be considered a liar at all times. No one ever believes him. Except for Malfoy. Malfoy who not only believes him but understands him. Is it too late? Can it be fixed, or will Harry be doomed to whisper cursed lies for the rest of his life?

Some Tags: People Assume Harry is Always Lying, Sassy Harry Potter, Jaded Harry Potter, Harry is So Done, Voldemort Returns, But Badly, Good Lucius Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy is a Bad Ass

Ao3

Gifted to @wouldyoureallyknow for their lovely prompt

[thatfeelingwhentheshowisover]

Ginger Appreciation Post

[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.

[jlhynde-insanitybrilliance]

UDLTTOM DIALOGUE DRAFT #70

Harry (to Tom & Teddy Lupin): If you see anyone—

Tom: Kill them.

Teddy: And hide the body.

Harry: No! Hide! If you see anyone, for the love of Merlin, just bloody hide! No murder!

Tom: I make no promises.

Teddy: It’s not murder if it’s in self defense.

Harry:

[hasturlover]

Alright im brainrotting so like james and lily get harry enrolled in kindergarten and he instantly infatuated with little cactus draco who regulus babysat because draco is a menace for babysitter but soft only for his uncle reggie. So it ends up with so so much playdates between harry and draco which sorta like a date (going tot theme park, aquarium, beach, ice rink, etc) for jegulily. Jily cant help think regulus is so pretty charming and gorgeous and mooning over the black heir while kinda hiding their crush from each other because they felt guilty loving another person. While regulus kinda confused because why both potters are so sweet to him?? Is it potter thing, he is confused but he is so happy whenever james hug him or lily peck his cheek before leaving. Meanwhile harry and draco planning for jegulily marriage necause both of them evil little shits

[lily-evans-simp]

idc if you’re writing a solely jegulus fic (as opposed to jegulily), if you’re including harry, lily has to raise him!!!

whether it’s co-parenting, her raising him alone, marylily/pandalily being his main caretakers, i don’t mind but you literally cannot ignore her love for harry

you cannot reduce her to just a surrogate or absentee mother when the entire foundation of this fandom is based on how much she loves her son

[atlasdoe]

Lyall Lupin didn’t need an invitation to enter the flat. Unfortunately for Remus he had been given a key for emergencies and apparently this classed as one.

Remus was asleep when he walked in. During that time his dad made them both a cup of tea in what he knew was Remus’ favourite mug, tidied round the flat and lit a scented candle which he had brought from the shop on his way there. He put up the Christmas decorations and hid any and all signs that Sirius Black had ever lived in the flat to begin with. Every picture had been taken down and replaced with others, Sirius’ records had been moved out of the flat along with his clothes and other belongings, and he had even taken the sacrifice to unlock the shower drain of any of Sirius’ hair. The flat had never been cleaner, but Remus still refused to get up to see it.

“You have to get up eventually,” Lyall said after Remus had told him to go away for the fourth time. “Cariad, I know this hurts. But staying in bed isn’t going to make it any better.”

Remus sighed and shook his head. He didn’t want to be as rude to his father as he wanted to be to Dumbledore and McGonagall earlier. His dad had never failed him like they did. His dad had been close to perfect in raising his children, and now Remus was the only one left. It wasn’t just him that lost his family when The Howling Wolf burnt down but Lyall did also. Remus didn’t want to push his father away. He wanted to curl up into his arms and let himself go back to a time where he believed that his dad could protect him from anything.

Maybe if it hadn’t been for those months spent with the werewolves Remus would’ve done exactly that. But at that moment all he could think about when he looked at his dad was just how happier he could’ve been if he didn’t have a werewolf for a son. In a few weeks it would be his first full moon alone in years and the last thing he wanted was for his dad to feel some kind of responsibility over him.

Remus knew his dad very well. He knew that if he told Lyall that he wanted to move in with him that he would be welcomed with open arms. He knew that if he needed him, his dad would always be there.

But Remus was an adult now and he had just lost everyone and everything he ever had apart from his dad. Lyall Lupin was the only person left for Remus to protect, and in that moment the only way to protect his dad was for him to stay far far away.

So Remus stayed quiet. Lyall stayed for four hours. Once it started to get dark he made Remus a cold dinner that he could eat at any time, kissed his forehead and promised to be back the next day before leaving.

The moment Remus heard his father leave, he broke down into sobs.